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Muhammad Ali’s family asks Congress to put a stop to Trump’s “insulting” Muslim ban

  • The family of late boxing champion Muhammad Ali headed to Capitol Hill on Thursday to meet with House Democrats and ask them to fight President Donald Trump’s Muslim travel ban.
  • In late February, U.S. immigration officers detained Muhammad Ali, Jr. and his mother, Khalilah Camacho-Ali, for several hours upon their arrival at Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood International Airport from Jamaica.
  • As U.S. citizens, they both provided proper travel documentation, ThinkProgress reported. But according to attorney Chris Mancini, Ali Jr. was repeatedly interrogated on his faith as a devout Muslim.
  • Ali Jr. and Camacho-Ali appeared before House Democrats at a forum on Capitol Hill titled “Ali vs. Trump: The Fight for American Values” to discuss their experience and views on the executive order. 
  • The duo also appeared to show their support for the End Racial and Religious Profiling Act of 2017, which would prohibit any law enforcement agency from profiling Americans based on race or religion. Read more (3/10/17 4:02 PM)

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Herbs for Lucid Dreaming

Lucid dreaming is a phenomenon in which the body rests but the mind does not. In other words, you dream, but you are aware of that fact. Through this, dreams can be manipulated, and with practise, even controlled. Lucid dreaming can be achieved through several different methods, but I find that the best way it is done is with the use of herbs.

Herbs for lucid dreaming:

Calea Zacatechichi: Likely the most well known herb for dreaming, the Mexican Dream Herb brings about clearer, more wild dreams. A feeling of well-being accompanies after drinking tea, infusion, tincture, or smoking, as well as a clearer head the next day. Keeping an intention in mind is helpful when using this herb as you fall asleep. It is often used in ritual to meet spirit guides in dreams, too!

Mugwort: This is my favourite dreaming herb. It has been and is used in many different cultures for lucid and prophetic dreams and astral travel. Some users report having darker dreams that reveal hidden insights and core wounds, helping them to find closure. It helps you enter and stay for long periods of time in a conscious dream state and promotes REM sleep. It also brings more brilliant and longer dreams!

Heimia Salicifolia: Sun Opener Herb is another name for this powerful dream/sleep herb. It is known widely for enhancing memories as you dream and was regarded as scared by the Aztecs for this. It also causes yellowing of the vision, prophetic visions during sleep, and altered acoustic perception. Other effects include a feeling of well-being, heavy feeling limbs, floating thoughts, calmness, relaxation, and reduced pain. Some people have used this herb for a mild high*, though it is nonaddictive. 

Celastrus Paniculatus: The herb commonly known as Intellect Tree is regarded in India as a sacred medicine for memory enhancement and therefore helps with dream recall. Take it in conjunction with other dream herbs so you remember your experience more sharply. 

Salene Capenis: Also known as Xhosa Dream Root, its roots are traditionally used by shamans to promote lucid dream states in healers and other shamans during initiation ceremonies. It is noted as a “teaching plant” that is considered highly sacred.

Nymphaea Caerulea: This is another nonaddictive herb that is used often times for a mild high*. It promotes a deeper and more restful sleep, better dream recall, and more intense visual imagery during dreams. This herb is typically consumed in teas, elixir extracts, or by smoking it.

Asparagus Racemoses: Tian Man Dong is known well for spirit alignment. Known also as ‘Shatawari’, ‘Wild Asparagus Root’, ‘The Flying Herb’,  and ‘Heavenly Spirit Herb’ this delicate white flower is said to open the heart and cause dreams about things upon the heart and soul. The Chinese say it effective to help one fly through the universe at night, achieving magnificent dreams and moving in alignment with the spirit

Entada Rheedii: Or more commonly, African Dream bean, is traditionally used in African medicine to induce vivid dreams and enable communication with the spirit world. Entada facilitates entry into the dream world, and promotes increased REM awareness. This makes it easier for the sleeper to realise that they are dreaming and thus gives them an edge in achieving lucidity. This herb contains several active compounds, essential oils and alkaloids.

The Wiccan’s Glossary

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“The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords.

In that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate to have wandered, but its very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of a traveller who would report them.

And while he is there it is dangerous for him to ask too many questions, lest the gates should be shut and the keys be lost.” [J. R. R. Tolkien, Tales of the Perilous Realm]

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Travel to US down 6.5% after Trump travel ban: report

The [Muslim ban] apparently deterred travelers from outside the seven Muslim-majority countries hit by the ban, according to data from ForwardKeys, a travel analysis firm.

The executive order, signed January 27 and suspended by the courts since February 3, blocked the arrival of travelers and refugees from Iran, Iraq, Yemen, Syria, Libya, Somalia and Sudan.

Arrivals from those countries from January 28 to February 4 were down 80 percent from the same period of 2016, the report said.

But bookings from Western Europe and the Asia Pacific region each fell about 14 percent, while those from Northern Europe were down 6.6 percent. (The data excludes China and Hong Kong due to the Chinese New Year holiday impact.)

“The data forces a compelling conclusion that Donald Trump’s travel ban immediately caused a significant drop in bookings to the USA and an immediate impact on future travel,” ForwardKeys CEO Olivier Jager said in the report.

“As inbound travel is an export industry (it earns foreign currency), this is not good news for the US economy.”

Gee, who knew the xenophobia of 62 million idiots could have a negative impact on America’s economy?

MAINE'S SPECTER MOOSE.

An Unmatched Giant of the Woods That Makes Its Appearance at Rare Intervals.

The enormous moose that has been the wonder of the sportsmen in northern Maine since 1891 has again been seen, and this time under rather different circumstances from ever before. A bicyclist came close to the monster in the road between Sherman and Macwahoc, and was obliged to abandon his wheel and climb a tree for safety. So he had a near view of the animal, reports the New York Sun.

Every story that comes from the north woods concerning this moose makes him a little bigger than before. It is generally believed that no moose ever killed in Maine, or, so far as is known, anywhere else, has approached in stature or weight, much less in spread of antlers, this specter moose of Lobster lake. He is called the specter moose because of the weird appearance he presents at night, his color being a dirty gray.

It was in 1891 that this moose was first seen in Maine. by Clarence Duffy, of Oldtown, a guide who was cruising around Lobster lake. Duffy did not get near enough to the monster for a shot, but he could see him plainly. Everybody laughed at his story. Not many months after that John Ross, a Bangor lumberman, was at Lobster lake, and one day, while crossing between Big Lobster and Little Lobster takes in company with the foreman of W. L. Maxfield’s camps, he saw the big moose. When he told his story of the monarch of the woods people began to believe that there was something up there worth shooting at.

For some years hunters searched the woods in vain for the big fellow. Not until 1895 was the monster seen again. In that year Granville Gray, a Bangor taxidermist, got sight of the moose, at some little distance, and since then he has had a second view. In 1899 Gilman Brown, of West Newbury, Mass., got nearer to the monster than any of the others and actually had a shot at him. He declared that the moose stood fully 15 feet high, and had antler’s from ten to twelve feet across. He was so close to the animal that he could count 22 points on one side of his antlers, and he thinks there were more. This is a greater number of points than has ever been known on any other moose. His shots did not bring the moose down.

This year the first sight of the big moose fell to George Kneeland, of Sherman, who is taking charge of his brother’s lumber camp on Gulliver brook. In telling of his experience Kneeland said:

“On my way back from Macwahoc, coming to a long piece of rising ground. I dismounted from my bicycle and walked. I had got to the top of the hill and was just about to remount, when I saw what I took to be a horse standing in the road some distance ahead. Wondering what a horse could be doing there, I stopped and gave him a good look, when I found to my surprise that it was not a horse, but a moose, and an immense one, too. I waited a bit to see what he was going, to do, but I hadn’t long to wait, for be lowered his head and came straight for me with the speed of a locomotive. I got to a good, stout tree as quick as I could, and climbed high, where I would be out of reach of the moose’s antlers and be able to see what was going on.

“Meanwhile the moose came tearing down the road, and his antlers reached clear across the road at that place, brushing the branches on either side. I should think they would measure 11 feet, all right enough. He made straight for the bicycle, and, planting his forward paws either side of it, stopped to examine the wheel, smelling of it to his satisfaction, then raised his head, gave a tremendous snort and raced off into the woods, breaking down the small growth of saplings as though they were rushes. The wind was blowing toward me, and that is probably the reason he did not discover me. I waited ten minutes in the tree, and then, finding that he had really gone. I slid down and mounted my wheel, and the way I streaked it for home was a caution.”

The average weight of moose shot in Maine is from 800 to 900 pounds, with antlers spreading from 4 to 4 ½ feet, and rarely having more than 8 to 12 points on a side, while the bell, as the appendage under the animal’s neck is called, is generally eight to nine inches long. All who have seen the big moose of Lobster lake aver that he must weigh at least 2,500 pounds, that his antlers spread not less than ten feet, while the bell is declared to be not less than 18 inches long. It is supposed that this monster wandered into Maine from British Columbia, as none approaching his size has ever been seen in Maine before. He is a great traveler, having been reported in almost every part of northern Maine. The hunter who brings him down will win fame and a big pot of money at the same time.

From— Williston graphic. (Williston. Williams County. N.D.). 06 Dec. 1900.   Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

IMPACT 2015 REPORT

Fang Limin
“Vase with Flowers”
water-based woodblock print hand-printed
Wonderful woodcut print by artist friend and distinguished printmaker Fang Limin whose studio I visited during the Impact 2015 Conference in Hangzhou in September 2015.  

Fang Limin was a Roman J. Witt Visiting Artist at Stamps School of Art and Design in March 2013.

DC preferences #1 How you meet

Diana Prince/ Wonder Woman

She was tracking down another immortal. From what she understood, they weren’t an Amazon or a God, but they never aged. She didn’t expect her search to lead her all over the world, she had been in Syria, Somalia, South Sudan, India, Bangladesh, Pakistan, now she was walking the wards of a children’s hospital in Dublin.

She was almost distracted from her mission by the children. She took her time to talk and take a picture with each of them. She immediately knew it was you when she saw you, talking with one of your patient’s parents, a stethoscope hanging from your neck. Once you were done she approached you. What she didn’t expect was you to greet her with a gentle smile, “I knew it was a matter of time before you found me Miss…”

“Prince, Diana Prince” she said as she held out her hand.

“Dr (y/n) (y/l/n)” you said as you shook her hand, “I know you’ve came a long way, but would it be okay if we spoke later, my shift ends in an hour”, whilst looking up apologetically.

“I will remain here until you are done” Diana said a small smile pulling at her lips.

Kara Danvers/Supergirl

You had the same powers as her and her cousin but you weren’t Kryptonian, well not entirely. You were a well-known hero and worked as an illustrator for children’s books in National-City. As a result of your work you were going to be interviewed by Catco’s new art and literature editor, Kara Danvers.

The two of you were in the middle of your interview when your phones went off. Lucy Lanes name flashing on your screen, Alex Danvers flashing on hers. That’s when your eyes met. “You work for the DEO” you said simultaneously.

Alex Danvers

As the DEO chief doctor, the first time you met Alex Danvers wasn’t the best circumstances. “Agent Danvers could you please sit down” came the frustrated voice of your co-worker.

“Dr Williams go get a coffee I’ll take over” you said as you walked into the room. As soon as your co-worker left Agent Danvers started her protests once again.

“You may be a doctor but you are also an agent and I order you to let me go and do my job” she said as she stood in front of you. You sighed in response and Agent Danvers thought she had won.

“DEO Health Policy 1.1.A states clearly that when it comes to the health and well being of all agents, no matter the rank, the doctors have the final say, so Agent Danvers sit your ass down on that bed and let me stitch up the cut on your head and carry out a concussion evaluation” you said looking her directly in the eye. To your surprise she smirked.

Lucy Lane

You were a naval meteorologist and met Lucy for the first time during a military tribunal, you were asked to give your expert opinion on the weather conditions that may or may not have affected the flight of an army jet. After Lucy saw you were a reliable witness you became her go to for cases involving meteorology.

It had been several years since your last court appearance and you were now working in Catco, travelling the world and reporting on the weather and natural disasters. It was when you saw Lucy that morning that the two of you got talking, “Major Lane is that you?” you asked, feeling relieved that it was her when she turned around, “Lieutenant Commander (y/l/n), it’s good to see you” she said.

“Its good to see you to, but its just (y/n) now, what brings you to National City?”

Cat Grant

It was early on in both of your careers when Cat Grant first interviewed you. “So (y/n) where did you get the inspiration for your latest film” she asked relaxing back in her seat preparing to take notes on your answer. “To be honest, is it okay if I call you Cat?” you asked and she nodded back, “To be honest Cat, I took it from everyday sexism, when bringing a character like the Black Widow to life you look at what society say are her weaknesses and turn them into her strengths.”

“People are complaining about there being a female dominated cast in a super hero movie what do you have to say about that” she said, sighing slightly at the stupidity of the people complaining.

That was when a broad grin took over your face, “I never even noticed that it was female dominated”. That was when Cat Grant knew that she would get on well with you.

Harley Quinn

“Touch my friend again and I swear to god you’ll be drinking from a straw for the rest of your sorry miserable life” you threatened the guy who was easily a foot taller than you. Harley was kind of shocked, she was about to step in and beat the no good creep into a pulp when she saw you.

“If you’re jealous sweet cheeks, I don’t mind you joining us” he said as he grabbed your hips and pulled you towards him. That’s when he was suddenly doubled over in pain, holding his hands between his legs. Before anyone could react he was on the floor twitching and electricity was coming from your hands.

You didn’t notice his friend come up behind you. But Harley did. “Hey Mista, sneaking up on people isn’t nice ya hear” she said as she hit him round the head with her bat.

By the time the two of you had beaten up every guy in the bar it was late and way passed closing. “Harley, nice ta meet ya” she said offering you her hand and a wide smile.

“(y/n) and its good to meet you too, thanks by the way god knows what those guys would have dome if you didn’t help” you said taking her hand and smiling back at her.

“Don’t mention it, ya need a hand getting your friend back home?” she asked looking at your friend who was out cold in the booth where you had left her.

“That would be amazing” you said, giving Harley a grateful look.

Poison Ivy

Once she herd of your powers she knew she had to meet you. How did you have the same powers as her? She needed to know. That was how she ended up sat in front of Gotham city hall, looking at you from a distance. She watched carefully as you gently touched a rose on one of the rose bushes that lined the walls.

Then she noticed the movement of the dandelion poking through the paving stones. She touched it lightly, feeling its message. “If you have something to ask Miss Ivy, just ask it”, she looked across at you with an eyebrow raised only to see you smirking at her.

Winn Scott

You needed a second pair of hands and fast. Of course the first person who your bosses at the DEO though of was Winn. You were in your office typing with one hand and trying to untangle wires with the other. “Agent (y/l/n) this is Winn, he’s going to give you a hand with the thing you’re doing that I don’t really understand” Kara said as she looked around your office, eyebrows knitted in confusion at the absolute chaos.

“Hi Winn thanks for jumping in” you said, briefly looking up at him “Right now were hacking an unknown alien system in a coding language we don’t understand, whilst connecting up Kara’s pod to use Kryptonian tech to create confusion and make them think the hack isn’t coming from a human source”. You said as Winn reached out and took the wires untangling them allowing you to type with both hands now.

“So hook this up to the CPU and create a Kryptonian firewall using the pods basic coding for reference” he said, “That pretty genius” he said as he connected the wires. “Well see if it works first” you said smiling.

J'onn J'onzz

You thought you were the last of the Green Martians, until you saw him. “You seem to have fitted into the human world well” said the Martian standing in front of you.

“How” you said as you looked up at him in awe, “I thought…”

“That you were the only one left” he said, looking at you as you transformed in front of him.

Jimmy Olsen

As Catco’s war correspondent you travelled the world with you laptop, notebook, pen and your usual photographer. However your usual partner had changed job, looking for a slower pace of life. So you sat in your office waiting for your new photographer before you planned out your new trip. That was when you saw the head of photography at the door. You looked up in confusion, “I’m assuming you’re coming to tell me that you couldn’t find a photographer for this trip” you said.

“I couldn’t find a willing photographer, so I will be going with you” he said as he held up his camera.

“And Cat’s okay with this?” you asked, wondering whether she would really let her award winning head of photography go into a war zone.

“She wants good pictures, you and me are the only people crazy enough to go into this particular war zone” He said as he sat down on the chair opposite you.

“Fair enough” you shrugged as you pulled a map out of your desk.

Clark Kent

You worked at the Daily Planet as part of the world political section and you both covered American Politics. You met him after you returned from reporting on a NATO summit, “Hi, I’m Clark Kent” he said standing up to shake your hand once he saw you. “I’m (y/n) (y/l/n), it’s nice to meet you” you said as you shook his hands.

Bruce Wayne

You found him battered, bruised and unconscious in the dumpster at the side of your apartment building. You immediately ran in doors and got your neighbour to help bring him in side. Being a nurse you had medical supplies in your apartment.

You were patching him up when he woke up, “Who are you?” he said as he looked up at you realising his mask was sitting you your coffee table. “I am (y/n) (y/l/n) but I feel more like Claire Temple at the minuet” you said as threaded the needle, preparing to stitch the cut on his head. “Now this might sting a bit” you murmured as you leaned towards him.

“All my life one of my greatest desires has been to travel-to see and touch unknown countries, to swim in unknown seas, to circle the globe, observing new lands, seas, people, and ideas with insatiable appetite, to see everything for the first time and for the last time, casting a slow, prolonged glance, then to close my eyes and feel the riches deposit themselves inside me calmly or stormily according to their pleasure, until time passes them at last through its fine sieve, straining the quintessence out of all the joys and sorrows.”
Nikos Kazantzakis, Report to Greco

I somehow get the feeling you’re not being “merely curious”.

Matt Price and @calwong​ are doing an AMA on reddit right now. (https://www.reddit.com/r/regularshow/comments/5oszo6/we_are_matt_price_head_writer_and_calvin_wong/) Here’s some of Matt Price’s answers concerning the bat girl and Margaret etc:

Q: sheistyy83Hey guys. I joined this place at the right time. So what made you guys write in bat girl? Why not Margaret or cj? I’m sure everyone wants to know lol.

A: Matt Price: First question, great question. We felt like the Margaret / CJ story was complete, and they were both on their own path already. We also felt like Mordecai had moved on in his life. He finally left the park to pursue art, and we thought it’d be cool if he met someone while doing that. But we love Margaret and C.J., and we’re sure that they’re happy without Mordecai! He was too wishy-washy with them!!

Q: Powerstars: I was really happy with the last season, and it’s super cool of you guys to do this! Two questions: One: What’s the name of the bat girl Mordecai ends up with? Two: Where do Margaret and CJ end up, and do they stay friends with Eileen and Rigby?

A: Matt Price: One: we never named Mordecai’s wife. I guess we should. JG loves Goonies so I’m going to say her name is Stef.Two: I imagine that Margaret has advanced in the news world, and she’s currently traveling the world reporting on global events that finally get her out of town. She’s definitely still friends with Eileen and keeps up with Mordecai. They still laugh about how weird their brief relationship was. C.J. moved on to play professional dodgeball, but she doesn’t talk to any of them anymore.

My opinion: I don’t think Margaret is doing nothing, I think she’s living her life. I think people have relationships and they don’t always end up with the first few people they date. That’s actually pretty normal. One of the things that I think people take for granted sometimes is that Regular Show broke new ground in this department when it came to kids television. Before Regular Show and Adventure Time, the idea of going all in on depicting adult relationships in a kids cartoon wasn’t really done. In almost all western kids shows leading up to this point, relationships were generally shown as: boy likes girl > boy gets girl > boy loses girl > boy gets girl back > that girl is their one true love. The end.

This is NOTHING like real life! Relationships sometimes include awkwardness, fighting, arguments, love, and often they just end. Not only do they just end, but they end with very little closure. It fuckin’ sucks and everyone is going to feel it at some point in their life and I think going down the whole “they’ll find their true love the first time” route is straight up disingenuous. Relationships are experimentation and, if you ask any scientist they’ll tell you, experiments almost always fail. To me, personally, it feels more honest and true to life that you would break up with someone, still see them around town, still know their friends, and they’re still sort of your friend.

I don’t know much of anything about Sheri (EDIT: I mean Stef. See? Clearly Matt just made this up when he answered the question and we didn’t plan this), but I know that she likes art, which is a pretty deep seated thing, just like Mordecai. She also likes him enough to make a couple kids with him and marry the guy. They both seem pretty happy and Mordecai seems a lot more relaxed and at peace with his life. I think if Mordecai were my friend, I’d be happy for them.

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in that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate to have wandered, but it’s very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of the traveller who would report them. and while he is there it is dangerous for him to ask too many questions, lest the gate should shut and the keys be lost.

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Nevada State Route 375 (The Extraterrestrial Highway)

State Route 375 (SR 375) is a state highway in south-central Nevada in the United States. The highway stretches 98 miles (158 km) from State Route 318 at Crystal Springs northwest to U.S. Route 6 (US 6) at Warm Springs.

The top-secret Area 51 government base is near SR 375 and many travelers have reported UFO observations and other strange alien activity along this road. Such stories prompted the state to officially designate the route as the Extraterrestrial Highway in 1996. 

In 1989, an engineer named Bob Lazar claimed to have worked on alien spaceships and to have viewed saucer test flights in Tikaboo Valley, telling his story to a Las Vegas television station which was subsequently broadcast as an exclusive report. By the 1990s, stories of the top-secret U.S. government base at Area 51 had become mainstream, and many books and personal accounts had been published regarding extraterrestrial spacecraft and alien activity in the region surrounding Groom Lake. Rachel, being the closest settlement to the restricted facility, attracted people in search of UFOs and alien life. (x)

The realm of fairy-stories is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords. In that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate to have wandered, but its very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of a traveller who would report them. And while he is there it is dangerous for him to ask too many questions, lest the gates should be shut and the keys be lost.
—  J.R.R. Tolkien, On Fairy-Stories, 3.

The flâneuses I found, the ones I wrote my book about, go walking in cities, but often with a purpose: to throw off the weight of their families, their husbands, their social roles, to explore who or what they can be, traveling around the world feeding off the chemical reaction, the flinting spark, provoked by the encounter with the foreign city. Flâneuserie—to coin a term—is about women moving from being looked at to looking. Through movement, we assert our subjectivity. The journalist Martha Gellhorn’s travel writing and war reporting, for example, is an engaged form of flânerie: she passionately believes that what she sees must be told. But how does she see it? By wandering around cities, reporting not on the great currents of history, but on everyday human life, writing “from the ground up.” The flâneuse is someone who gets to know the city by wandering its streets, investigating its dark corners, peering behind its facades, penetrating its secret courtyards. Rather than wandering aimlessly, like the flâneur, the most salient characteristic of the flâneuse is that she goes where she’s not supposed to.

I believe Hermès’s artistic director when he says that, in the nineteenth century, the flâneur challenged commercialized ways of being in the world. But today, as the flâneur is co-opted out from under us, the flâneuse is the more radical idea.

—  “Radical Flâneuserie” by Lauren Elkin for The Paris Review

anonymous asked:

hey you got any good literati fic recs? love your blog btw c:

This is by far the longest fic rec list I’ve ever done. I hope you like them! And a few are by some of my favourite tumblr friends. It’s a compilation of incomplete AND complete stories, as well as a great amount of M-rated stuff, so I hope that’s okay. 

Thanks for the lovely compliment btw. ♥♥♥ Enjoy!

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