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"As we grow in our consciousness, there will be more compassion and more love, and then the barriers between people, between religions, between nations will begin to fall. Yes, we have to beat down the separateness."
Ram Dass (via occult101)

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Bitty mushies! I tried to make it look like there’s mycelium in there, what do you think? This is my part of a tiny art trade with @alisonannwoodward c:
6cm x 2.5cm. Widest cap is about 8mm across.
Glass test tube, natural cork, copper and steel wire, natural moss, polymer clay, acrylic paints.
Spring 2014
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some of my own work I found while clearing out some old files. (Copyright Black Bear Photography 2014)

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visit the magic forest…
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what if after you die you get stats like

words said total: 21,390,459

pushups done: 1.3

hours spent crying: 238

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In the books, Hermione’s boggart is failing her classes. Her greatest fear is failing her classes.
However, it goes a lot deeper than that. Subconsciously, I think she believes that if she does not do well and if she fails, they’ll kick her out of Hogwarts and the Wizarding World. So her real fear isn’t failing.
At Hogwarts, she has two wonderful friends who love her, and she is getting to live in an incredible world. She doesn’t want to lose that, and she thinks that if she does bad in her classes, they won’t let her come back.
Her real fear is rejection and loss.

so what if…
when in the philosophers stone her line “we could be killed, or worse.. expelled” wasn’t her being snooty or a teachers pet..
but her saying that she would rather die than stop going to hogwarts and never see her friends again?

why
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welcome to womens clothing where the sizes are made up and the measurements don’t matter

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The Hymn of Ninkasi, 

The Ancient Sumerians loved their beer.  In fact they love their beer so much that thousands of years later ancient recipes and artwork depicting beer making and beer drinking survive to this day.  They drank it for ceremonial and religious reasons, they drank it for nutritional reasons, and they drank it for the same reasons we drink it today.  

The Sumerians were so serious about their beer that they had their own deity devoted to the beverage named Ninkasi.  Ninkasi was the goddess of beer and alcohol, who brewed the beverage daily to  to “satisfy the desire” and “sate the heart.”  One of the earliest known devotions to Ninkasi was a hymn written on clay tablets dating to 1,800 BC.  Called “The Hymn to Ninkasi” it was more than just a devotional script or prayer, it was a detailed recipe and procedure for making beer, written so that it would be easy to remember in an age when most people were illiterate.  The beer that was produced was a very sweet beverage with around 3.5% alcohol by volume, created by brewing with malt and a twice baked honey bread (bappir) that had the taste and consistency of granola.  Traditionally the beer was stored in clay pots and sipped using long drinking straws.

The Hymn of Ninkasi

Borne of the flowing water, 
Tenderly cared for by the Ninhursag, 
Borne of the flowing water, 
Tenderly cared for by the Ninhursag, 

Having founded your town by the sacred lake, 
She finished its great walls for you, 
Ninkasi, having founded your town by the sacred lake, 
She finished it’s walls for you, 

Your father is Enki, Lord Nidimmud, 
Your mother is Ninti, the queen of the sacred lake. 
Ninkasi, your father is Enki, Lord Nidimmud, 
Your mother is Ninti, the queen of the sacred lake. 

You are the one who handles the dough [and] with a big shovel, 
Mixing in a pit, the bappir with sweet aromatics, 
Ninkasi, you are the one who handles the dough [and] with a big shovel, 
Mixing in a pit, the bappir with [date] - honey, 

You are the one who bakes the bappir in the big oven, 
Puts in order the piles of hulled grains, 
Ninkasi, you are the one who bakes the bappir in the big oven, 
Puts in order the piles of hulled grains, 

You are the one who waters the malt set on the ground, 
The noble dogs keep away even the potentates, 
Ninkasi, you are the one who waters the malt set on the ground, 
The noble dogs keep away even the potentates, 

You are the one who soaks the malt in a jar, 
The waves rise, the waves fall. 
Ninkasi, you are the one who soaks the malt in a jar, 
The waves rise, the waves fall. 

You are the one who spreads the cooked mash on large reed mats, 
Coolness overcomes, 
Ninkasi, you are the one who spreads the cooked mash on large reed mats, 
Coolness overcomes, 

You are the one who holds with both hands the great sweet wort, 
Brewing [it] with honey [and] wine 
(You the sweet wort to the vessel) 
Ninkasi, (…)(You the sweet wort to the vessel) 

The filtering vat, which makes a pleasant sound, 
You place appropriately on a large collector vat. 
Ninkasi, the filtering vat, which makes a pleasant sound, 
You place appropriately on a large collector vat. 

When you pour out the filtered beer of the collector vat, 
It is [like] the onrush of Tigris and Euphrates. 
Ninkasi, you are the one who pours out the filtered beer of the collector vat, It is [like] the onrush of Tigris and Euphrates. 

I was thinking of this last night as I was drinking Ninkasi - Sleighr. Ninkasi is one of my favorite Oregon breweries. Every bottle of their beer says this on the side.

The ancient Sumerians worshiped the beers that they made, and praised the Goddess Ninkasi for the miracle of fermentation. Beer is a staple of civilization. Worship the Goddess.

(Source: beeradvocate.com, via upthewitchypunx)

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