• Question: Admit it, MOST OF YOU started out with a Silver Raven Wolf book. - Anonymous
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    Yes. Yes, I did. But while she was my starting point and answered questions for me that I needed answered in that awkward in-between phase of transitioning from Christianity, she most certainly did not turn out to be a big influence on me :-) That credit goes to the lovely and awesome Ellen Dugan ^_^

    Not me.

    Thea Sabin was my first Wiccan book. Scott Cunningham the second. :)

    The internet here.

    Amber K’s ‘True Magick’ for me, then Scott Cunningham’s books. I still cherish all of them, if only for nostalgia. If I recall correctly, True Magick wasn’t all that bad, despite the extra ‘K’ of special snowflakedom. It was non denominational, and covered the basics, even had a solid ethics chapter.

    -gently slides this link over here-

    Cut my teeth on Liber 777

    Peter Carroll’s Liber Null. Even at 14, I looked askance at Silver Ravenfluff.

    Liber Kaos here. That thing has so many notes of mine on its pages I can barely read it.

    You are all babies. The first witchcraft book I read was The Spiral Dance, and I mean the first edition and possibly the first printing.

    (But you’re very wise babies. *g*)

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pierce’s death was too good for him.

How hard he hits him though. He nearly knocks him off the chair he hits him so hard and Bucky’s head bounces on rebound. And Bucky isn’t even being defiant here, just stuck. He’s caught in his own thinking and isn’t really resisting, just not reacting. He’s still Winter Soldier here, but Winter Soldier trying to figure out what just happened with his day and we know he could stop Pierce mid swing if he really wanted. But he doesn’t, just sort of pulls himself back upright still clinging to the fact that SOMEHOW the Soldier knew him and can’t figure out why. The little bit of Bucky that’s left frantically trying to organize fragments of memory.

Pierce died too quick.

Here’s where it gets worse, though: a brief couple minutes later, Pierce tries to give him a speech. It’s a speech full of praise and glory.

And why would you bother? Because it works better, if all your violence comes with another option. It works better, conditioning, if you have a carrot and a stick. It works better if you are the font of all things good and make the frame so that the recipient thinks they deserve all things bad.

Now given where they’re keeping him, and everything else, let’s adjust this in perspective: “good” becomes not actually good. It becomes an absence of pain, of punishment. It becomes a positive word. It becomes the presence of another human being in a life of constant isolation and imprisonment.

And then if you really want to get upset, you can think about what Pierce would have looked like mid-century, when he was younger, and when the Winter Soldier starts making his mark.

You’re welcome.

You’ve heard this story before:  He’s imprisoned and tortured and experimented on, until he hardly remembers his own name.  And in the depths of his despair this blond man comes to him like an angel, like a halo, and says: Come with me.  Come follow me.  Come fight with me.

But this isn’t his true angel, because this time disobedience comes with fire and pain and freezing cold; and he never looks like the man the Winter Soldier keeps expecting to see.  But Alexander Pierce is the closest thing that he remembers, so he’s the one the soldier obeys.

This isn’t just physical torture to condition Bucky. It’s emotional manipulation. Pierce would be a terrifying cult leader — oh, wait. He is. Hell, he even “earned” Fury’s loyalty for years.

(I’d love to make some sort of comparison to the pile of shit that is 50 Shades, but I get incoherent and ranty.)

I do not know how or why anyone would or could or does consider Bucky a villain, when Alexander Pierce is *right there*. Brainwashed multilated boys from Brooklyn don’t kill people; obscenely rich and powerful white men who want control above all else kill people, using brainwashed boys as their weapons.

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  • Question: I was in Petsmart earlier picking up some AQ salt for a fish, and a man walked up to the cashier I was at and asked the lady "What's the shortest living bird?" and kept prattling on about how he didn't want a 50 year commitment for a 'talking friend'. I was so mad, I wish I would of said something, but it made me remember your #smallpetrespect, and how I think it really would help if a ton of people heard about it. - guavasaur
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    Yeah, that’s not the best attitude to have. Birds are all fairly long lived compared to other companion animals. Sounds like this is someone who really needs to do more research before going to a store to potentially purchase a bird.

    And yeah, if I had the ability, I would totally spread #SmallPetRespect around even more, but we’ve also done a great job spreading on Twitter and Tumblr! I’m going to be continuing to work on ways to make it even bigger.

    And I’m still keeping an eye on the tag on Twitter and Tumblr.

    Goodness, I had finches who lived eight or ten years. Somebody just needs to buy a stuffed animal. #SmallPetRespect.

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I like how now, saying “I understood that reference,” is also a reference

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if u know ur myers briggs personality type please check this out it is literally the coolest thing ever 

Is the entirety of tumblr full of INTJ masterminds? If so, hi, fellow villains!

No, some of us are INFJ counselors. *g*

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How to be outnumbered and outgunned.

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  • Question: Is your bird okay if it never plays with toys? Mine kinda just sits there all day and the closest thing he does to playing is peck at the mirror. I mean he is really old, but he's been doing that all his life. Is it just a personality thing? - quarianmagicalgirl
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    It could be a personality thing. Some birds just aren’t as interested in toys. Pepper usually isn’t. It may also be because of his sex if he’s a budgie. I’ve found that my female budgies are far more interested in toys compared to my male budgies.

    Anyone else have a bird that doesn’t play with toys?

    Rembrandt is not really interested in toys, either. He likes to chew on Shredders, those strips of braided palm leaf; he likes to make things fall so I can pick them up; he will interact with my stuffed animals. *koff* He can be very entertained by kleenex, towels, laundry folding. But all of his playtimes are when he is out of his cage.

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"Since dedicating myself to getting into “superhero shape,” several articles regarding my weight have been brought to my attention. Claims have been made that I’ve been on a strict workout routine regulated by co-stars, whipped into shape by trainers I’ve never met, eating sprouted grains I can’t pronounce and ultimately losing 14 pounds off my 5’3” frame. Losing 14 pounds out of necessity in order to live a healthier life is a huge victory. I’m a petite person to begin with, so the idea of my losing this amount of weight is utter lunacy. If I were to lose 14 pounds, I’d have to part with both arms. And a foot. I’m frustrated with the irresponsibility of tabloid media who sell the public ideas about what we should look like and how we should get there."


Scarlett Johansson for the Huffington Post [x]

More of her brilliant articles can be found here.

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Steve Rogers isn’t a hero because he’s Captain America

Captain America is a hero because he’s Steve Rogers

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  • Question: where did you purchase the pink perch from? - quitereckless
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    The infamous pink perch came from Pet Supermarket! But I believe you can find them at Petco and Petsmart as well. The budgies LOVE these perches. I dunno why the pink one in particular is their favorite, (I also have two yellow ones) but it is.

    I used to have as a neighbor a sweet dog named Rascal, a Wheaten Terrier, who would walk down the side yard rubbing himself against the bricks of the house. He was often slightly pink on his sides from the old brick, just like Popcorn gets pink from the perch!

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Current problem: Still not sure about Chris Evans’ natural hair color.



Gizmo the cat tells Mrs. Eagle to bug off.

I think Mrs. Eagle is hoping somebody will preen her, the way she keeps lowering her head and floofing out her neck feathers.



HI THERE! Are you still trying to nap?

Don’t let anybody tell you that cockatiels don’t smile.

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