telephone books


Great Britain: The Phone Box - Braughing, Oxford, Braemar, Standon, Prestbury, Great Malvern, Montacute, Much Hadham, Snowshill, London/Kingston

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Personally, I’m a mess of conflicting impulses—I’m independent and greedy and I also want to belong and share and be a part of the whole. I doubt that I’m the only one who feels this way. It’s the core of monster making, actually. Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable—your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers—and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults are afraid of themselves.
Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them. We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.
—  Richard Siken, Spork Editor’s Pages: Black Telephone

Santa Baby (Glee Version) [Performance] - Deleted Scene

I honestly felt that they should have kept this in the episode. I will never get over this. Santana Lopez *le sigh*

The silver sea I am approaching is an old desire, so old it
is nameless, like the detailed astonishment of life. I
know I am going to walk along the beach, that a tranquil
anxiety will invade me, like that of someone longing for
repletion, that I am, perhaps, going to possess what I do
not have. (The voyage is the presence of absence.)

María Negroni, from “The Telephone Book,” Night Journey (Princeton University Press, 2002)


“For beautiful pressed flowers, gather clean flowers free of spots or blemishes. Try collecting them on a sunny day when they are not wet from rain or dew.

Place the flower face down in a telephone book lined with parchment paper.

Close the book, weigh it down, and leave undisturbed for seven to 10 days. You will want to check to make sure all the moisture is gone and your flower is papery.”

A little tip for all my witchlings and new witches.

You don’t have to use spells.
You can, and if you want to you should use spells, but you don’t have to.

A spell is Intent put into words so it is easier to visualize.

Without Intent magic spells are pretty useless.
If you’re just reciting words of a page without a Will you might as well read the telephone book out loud.

So, yes, intent is essential, words? Not so much. Magic can be silent, if you want it to be.

It doesn’t even matter what you say. When you don’t mean it, it wouldn’t happen. Much like when your mom asks you to do something you don’t want to do, you say yes, of course you do. But will you do it? Probably not, and if? It will be halfe assed.
Magic is the same.

So: intent, intent, intent.

Also, you have to feel a spell for it to work.

It sounds pretty and says what you mean, but It doesn’t feel right? Don’t use it. Intuition is a key factor of magic.
You know what you want and you know how to get the result.
Don’t let anyone ever tell you that the only way to get said result is trough a spell you don’t like. It’s not.

Hope this could be helpful to someone.

J. S. Morrigan

Ok, the “boyband” is cute and all but this bastard was my favourite character from FFXV at first sight. 8))))) First time I saw him in official teasers around 2013, my first thought was “omg I hope this guy will be important!!”

Well, he did not disappoint. He’s absolute TRASH. Sick and twisted, also flamboyant and charismatic af. Just the way I like it. <3
I take some kind of perverse pleasure in watching characters like him fuck shit up. I love him and I hate him and I love to hate him and he has become one of my favourite FF villains, whoops.

Also, Darin De Paul could read a goddamn telephone book aloud and it would be entertaining. :|