No advice from your Goth Auntie today, as the ghastly early morning meeting has indeed triggered a migraine. Be kind, drink some water, take your meds.
Evocative masterpieces by Emil Melmoth, where dark surrealism meets the macabre
IG: emil_melmoth
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What the hell, @staff?!
- I just had a post from a Tumblr I don't follow appear on my dash. Why did that happen?
- It was straight up porn. Explicit porn. Close-ups of real person genitalia.
- And yet you won't allow explicit fanart.
- Why aren't you people even in your moderation? (A foolish question, I know.)
- TO REPEAT MYSELF: I just had a post from a Tumblr I don't follow appear on my dash. Why did that happen?
Stage Details, 2009 Photos by ivebeenframed
Happy Spring
The Mummers' Dance In the springtime of the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair When owls call the breathless moon In the blue veil of the night The shadows of the trees appear Amidst the lantern light
We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gae
Who will go down to those shady groves And summon the shadows there And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms In the springtime of the year The songs of birds seem to fill the wood That when the fiddler plays All their voices can be heard Long past their woodland days
We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gae
And so they linked their hands and danced Round in circles and in rows And so the journey of the night descends When all the shades are gone A garland gae we bring you here And at your door we stand It is a sprout well budded out The work of Our Lord's hand
We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gae We've been rambling all the night And some time of this day Now returning back again We bring a garland gae
Hey ummm, can I get an uh, pathetic little twink priest with a nice arse and sad little eyes hinting at his repressed turmoil which is connected to a mysterious incident in his past, unable to be honest with himself about his true nature and desires, unfamiliar with genuine acceptance and affection and only aware of this on a subconscious level, haunted by strange dreams revealing both the future and his own suppressed feelings, and a side of fries with a chocolate shake. Oh and some ketchup for the fries obviously.
Order up!
dave vanian, by david arnoff
gentleness and softness and sweetness
wow these are so nice….
@minim-calibre this seems like something you’d be interested in.
NO WAY
I’ve been doxxed 😨
I once worked on a phone campaign to disallow the trees around your crater from being cut down...
I am deeply deeply in love with you 💙 Thanks so much for your conservation effort!
It’s the small things we all do together that can make a big difference! 💙💙💙💙 And you’ve done it!!!
People just gotta know what Crater Lake and Wizard Island looks like
What in the Skyrim
been there several times. And yeah, Skyrim feels super duper Oregon in a lot of ways.
We gonna talk about Crater Lake, and Wizard Island and not mention the Old Man of the Lake?
The Old Man of the Lake is a log that floats around the lake. It is somewhat strange in that it floats vertically. It's roughly 30 feet tall, with only about 5 or so feet sticking out above the surface of the water. It was first 'offically' recorded in the early 20th century, though there are oral reports of it as far back as 1896 (and likely earlier still given the cultural importance of Crater Lake to the Klamath tribe of that area.
The Old Man should have rotted away long ago or at the very least become waterlogged and sank into the water fully, but nope. Over a hundred years, and there is this log still in the water just floating.
So y'know how I said the fact that it floats vertically was 'somewhat strange'? Let's get into some actual strange territory regarding the Old Man. It moves. Against the wind. It has been recorded moving in paths that do not make sense, never getting stuck on the shore of Wizard Island, nor the area of shore around the lake. Now that's strange.
So now let's get freaky: The free-floating Old Man posed a hazard to boats since it moves, and only a small portion of it was above water. (though personal boats are no longer allowed on the lake) Anyway, in 1988 a team was using a small submersible to explore the lake. The scientist figured it'd be a good idea to moor the Old Man near the coast of Wizard Island out of their way, for safety. So they tied some rope to it, to move the Old Man. As soon as they did so, the clear blue skies of a warm August day turned dark. The wind kicked up, bad, and it started to rain, then hail, then snow in the span of a few minutes...again in August. Now snow in that area is common, but not in the summer months. It gets super warm in that area in summer (like 70 to 90 degrees on average) So the scientists decided to nope the fuck out of the water, because of this freak storm. They unmoored the Old Man, preparing to get the fuck out of dodge of this summer snowstorm. As soon as the rope loosened and was in the water, as quickly as the storm had come on them, the darkened skies cleared and it was once more a fine sunny summer day.
As a kid, I spent my summers with my family who lives like... 40 some odd miles from Crater Lake National Park so I had this knowledge just kinda buried in my head somewhere.
I excitedly added a thing about the old man before I checked the notes so now I'm gonna reblog this great story instead but here is the old man!!!
"The Old Man floats vertically through the lake on a calm day"
"THE OLD MAN FLOATS. VERTICALLY. THROUGH THE LAKE ON A CALM DAY"
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Finally
Cryptobotany
And so this post floats back to me. Pure poetry.
Somehow no one has mentioned yet that Crater Lake is the deepest lake in the U.S, and the 10th deepest lake in the world. She Is Deep And Full Of Secrets guys, perfect wizard territory