are you fuckin kidding me
are you fuckin kidding me
Happy Independence Day, Finland! / Hyvää itsenäisyyspäivää, Suomi!
(That’s our president right there, pic hinted to me by reproduced-reality)
I’m not sure how other countries celebrate independence days but in Finland you wont see anyone on the streets celebrating loudly (Unless you go to the cemeteries where some people might take a walk and lay candles…
The Templars. I suppose the question should be begged, if we are a “Forward facing 21st century society” even one with a deep history of tradition, why are all our poster boys and poster girls blond haired and blue eyed? It’s ultimately semantics I gather, one look at Sonnac and you can clearly see that we are not a closed minded or bigoted group. At least, not that I’ve seen. Ok, not bigoted anyway. We can certainly be closed minded.
For an organization that labels itself as forward facing, we do a lot of dwelling on the past. How often in correspondences do our administrators reference Latin (not that I have room to talk)? How often do the words ‘over the centuries as we have done our part’ or variations thereof been preached to you? They call us “The Lions of the Secret World” and I suppose that’s very, very appropriate. We are nothing if not prideful.
We entrench ourselves in the past and what of it has helped us lay the foundation for the future? We bicker bitterly, violently, with the Illuminati. Why? Forward facing, yet we perpetuate a rivalry centuries old. Was an olive branch ever extended? Could we even believe Sonnac, or Dame Tyburn if they were to tell us so? We are prideful, and what is truth to pride?
This is not to say that I am ashamed, or unappreciative of the Order. They gave me the knowledge to control my abilities. From panicked in my apartment after sneezing fireballs to master of elemental forces, and able to bend the laws of physics and the universe itself into weapons for me to wield. And the order has done good, we still do good. Though prideful we have not let it blind us totally.
We have held the darkness at bay, though I don’t say we’ve done it alone, at least in private. We have not been lax in our brandishing of the colours, for nothing is never just show for the Templars. We are vigilant, even if vainglory has dimmed our sight over the centuries. Just as there is hope for the Illuminati, in people like Hawthrone, we old lions still have potential too. We need only embrace it.
Eyes on the future lads.
The Illuminati. Of the ‘big three’ they are probably the most infamous in the Not-So-Secret World that sits unaware of all these things we do. And it is that infamousness that is their big problem. How can an organization get so much right, and then get it all wrong? It’s almost admirable, the level of control, manipulation, and subversion that the Illuminati has on the Colonies and the world proper. Almost, if not for the near misses, and skin of their teeth moments they have created.
Sex, Drugs, and Rockefeller. The whole modern Illuminati mentality of Party Hard and Work Harder is, a pox upon their house. How many times has their existence nearly been brought about because of a tongue slip at a rave? A boast at a bar? A flame war on a message board? There is a reason why every use of the Masonic emblem, every convenient pentangle in architecture, every All Seeing Eye on the all-might dollar is attributed to them.
Discord is permitted to breed within the ranks.
This is not to say that all Illuminati are drug addled boozers. No, the order we belong to does not necessarily define who we are. I have met Illuminati as honorable as any Templar could dare to claim. Samantha Hawthorn for example, military precision, PH.D, prime business mentality. An Illuminati of legend, not its modern incarnation. A woman in the wrong time maybe. An unfortunate rare breed.
But just as our orders do not define us we sadly do not define our orders. I can claim no privy to any of the comings and goings of the Illuminati hierarchy but it’s clear that for the recent history of the organization, the actions taken by her members. Parties, drugs, worse. They’re all status quo, and their leadership seems to do nothing to change it. Maybe they see a method to the madness that as a Templar, an old world Societyman cannot see. Because what I do see, despite the few beacons of potential I’ve witnessed, is a secret society that is one shot of whiskey away from full disclosure.
And if they step into the light, the rest of us will be dragged along with them, and that’s a sort of Chaos not even the Dragon would unleash.
5-9cm Evethecat Doll - “Toy Terrier”
Toy Terrier is cast in polyamide (3D printing)
- Version: fully assembled and painted doll with a pair or eyes, ready-to-be assembled painted doll with a pair of eyes or unassembled and unpainted doll with blank eyes
- Size: 5cm, 6cm, 7cm, 8cm or 9cm
*a resin option may be added in the future
Did you know? At one point Don Bluth was working on adapting The Velveteen Rabbit into a short film. Sadly it was never made, but we can look at these lovely layout boards and pretend it was.
I’m fine, there’s just something in my eye.
(All versions of The Velveteen Rabbit make me cry.)
This just had to fucking pop up on my dash, and it’s always fucking relevant so I have to reblog it.
Instantly crying at the sheer truth behind his image. This is so fucking beautiful.
And people wonder why I’m so fucking codependant.
This post explains it better than I ever could.