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Disclaimer: Granted, I can’t say I’ve read and watched or played every single book movie and game involving aliens, and I can name multiple examples where this isn’t the case, but I’m not here to make a serious fuss, I just wanted to point something out and the it devolved into a bit of fun. Don’t read to far into this.
It used to confuse me when alien races were named based on their planets. Our race is typically called human, not Earthlings, so wouldn’t it make sense for alien races to have names for themselves? I spent a bit too much time thinking about, and I tried to come up with a few reasons as to why aliens would share names with their home planets. (beyond writers taking shortcuts)
And yes, I know chances are that everyone’s relying on translation technology and that could account for the name thing, but I already wrote all of this so here you go.
A few cases where referring to a race by their planet name sort of makes sense:
One: the entire species is united under a single government empire, and that either the empire is named after the planet, or the planet was renamed for the empire. That race may still have their own species name, but they also go by their nations designation. (such as how humans may refer to themselves by their home nation or even region, so you can have a human who is also an American and also a Texan. Humans would be among those confusing species that have multiple names)
Two: almost the opposite of option one, but this case would actually fit humanity at the moment. There is no planetwide government, and individual nations speak a wide range of different languages. Each language has a different word for their kind, and none of those words sound alike. None of the nations can agree on which language to pick their name from. Other races eventually give up and just call them by their homeworld name, informing them that if they ever agree on a single name they’ll change it to that.
Three: an alien race has a name in their own language, but that name is both completely impossible to pronounce for anyone other than that species (either due to unique vocalization structures, or perhaps they don’t vocalize at all. They could be communicating via light or scents or even gestures) and if that name has no sort of translation or equivalent meaning in other languages. Perhaps one species has an unpronounceable name, but that name translates to something along the lines of Waterkeeper. it sounds a bit ridiculous, but it’s the closest thing we could get to their actual name, so we call them by that title out of respect. But if the name has no translation and can’t be spoken, they would be named for their homeworld.
Four: this one race is well known for being incredibly easygoing and relaxed. A bit too relaxed, it seems, since they haven’t really bothered with a name for themselves other than “people.” If their word for people can be pronounced, then that word in their language can be their name. They might be referred to as the [Planet Name] People just for clarification, and that of course could be shortened just to a variation of the Planet Name. They don’t mind either way.
Five: a species found on a recently discovered planet is displaying signs of sapience. Maybe this race is only just starting to discover stone tools, or maybe it’s already in the earliest stages of developing civilization, but at the moment (as with option two) it has neither a globally used language nor a single central government (it doesn’t really have any kind of government at all yet). At this point that species would be referred to by the Planet Name. Their development would be observed and documented under that name. When the time comes that this species has a single name for itself, or if they’ve come up with a single name for their homeworld, then all the data gathered on that race would be updated to match. (scientists of various races are somewhat sad to say goodbye to the old names, but also proud that the new species is now capable of naming itself)
(any other ideas? feel free to take this idea and run with it!)
Here’s how I did my spell in case any other new witches would wanna try it!
I started by puttingthis sigil (by user @ceramyn) inside the front cover of my book thinking that then if someone touches the front cover they would immediately feel a negative response and put my book back down.
Then, I used a small stool as my altar since i don’t have an actual altar set up, or much of anything yet really, and set it up like this:
3 white tea lights placed at south, east, and west;
1 white taper candle placed at north surrounded by little green glass stones i found around my house (my sign/element corresponds to earth so i put some emphasis on that direction–north=earth)
a red candle to light the others during the spell
I put my book in the center of all of these candles and lit them one by one according to their order in the spell, then held the red candle throughout the duration of the spell.
spell i used
By the north, bless this book with the power of the Earth By the south, bless this book with the power of fire By the east, bless this book with the power of air By the west, bless this book with the power of water
Keep this book secret from wondering eyes and safe from the prying look, fill it with power, ancient and wise and let me learn and grow from this book
so I intend it, so mote it be
When I said the last phrase i placed my hand on my grimoire and repeated it until i felt i had put enough intent/power into it. At the end i let one drop of the red candle’s wax fall in the center circle of that sigil i put on the inside cover.
feel free to play around with this and adjust it to your own needs this is just what worked/felt right for me :)
1. Wash your hair Bottle lifted Hands flexed to squeeze– just right, not too much not too little– Hand cupped Arms lifted to head Then pressure, downwards Moving in circles Pounded by water Keep going until rinsed Repeat? No.
2. Vacuum the floor Hips and back bent Unwind cord Still bent Plug in cord. Jostle handle downwards Push button SHOVE with the thigh SHOVE with the arm SHOVE with the hip PULL with the hamstring STRETCHing backwards GRASPing the handle THROWing all the weight. Repeat? Apparently a lot.
3. Make your dinner Handle clutched Hips shifted to open Stooped down slightly then hand thrust forward Weight shifting shredding deltoids then triceps balance maintained by the deathgrip on the door Plastic container tossed somewhere safe, countertop Oh god, there’s still the heating and eating, too?
4. Write email Hard chair under butt hard plastic wrists Slight movements left right up down, tap–NOT SLIDE– on the mouse pad Fingers creaking stuck, unmoving delete, backspace, undo the right ring and left pinkie have pushed so hard it’s aalllll out of control password accepted Words now would be good. In order would be better.
5. Grade some papers See above, but with more hands jerked tips caught suspended one hand ahead of the other of course on a keyboard A pencil? Do I look like an athlete?
6. Drive to the pharmacy Door opened Paused before the space hip yanked up to fit foot in the well and THUNK, drop all at once into the seat. Arms grip left leg to move it inside Ignore the popping noise Knuckles bent around key wrist snaps to turn– not too long, not too short not like I have much control over that– let go, and left fingers wrap around the wheel Right leg clenches up held on the brake –not too much, not too little– burning already before right arm twists into gear Right leg clenched prepared to slide over ankle flexion burning. And we’re out of the parking space. Only a mile and a half to go!
7. Write some poems notepad opened hands tense over keyboard oh screw it
its funny how much a girl is like a flower when you pluck her from her home trap her in glass and fill it with water keeping her around for her beauty testing her fragility while seeing how long she lasts
Image: Tig Notaro performing in Hollywood in April. (Rich Polk/Getty Images for Waterkeeper Alliance)
In 2012, Tig Notaro
walked onto the stage at LA’s Largo Theater and said, “Good evening
hello, I have cancer, how are you? Hi, how are you? Is everybody having a good time?
I have cancer. How are you?”
Notaro was in the middle
of one of the worst years of her life, dealing with serious illness, a breakup
and the death of her mother.
“Of course I was
scared,” she tells NPR’s Kelly McEvers, “but it really did reach a
breaking point. … I don’t prepare too much
before my shows. Usually before, when I’m showering, is really when I’m thinking
things through, and that’s when I came up with that line … I thought it was
the funniest line.”
Notaro is now in
remission. She’s also recently married and the author of a new memoir, I’m Just A Person.