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Do you have any idea the amount of the Earth’s resources we’d conserve by re-using what we already have? I don’t . . because it’s such a gigantic fucking statistic.

I find myself more and more annoyed when people don’t recycle these days, esp. when it’s easily available. I see assholes everyday throwing recyclables into a trash can when a recycling bin is within arms reach!! How fucking careless of an asshole do you have to be? You’re being asked so little and acting like it’s such a fucking burden! YOU are why our environment is in such dismay!

I’m ready to go Captain Planet on some motherfuckers, big time!!

with ‘historical papers verified by a third party” … .

Are you fucking serious!? You’re practicing witchcraft! Something people have been declaring there’s no “proof of” for countless ages … . . but we all have to be proof-demanding dogmatic douchebags, don’t we? Our ancestors weren’t listing their practices in some family-passed down heirloom so their dismissive progeny could prove to the occult community how totally cool and legit they were. *rolls eyes*

Every one of us are made of elements and substances trillions of years old, that were originally in some unknown star at the infacy of our galaxy (or however it works). The air you breathe was once inhaled through the lungs of pharoahs and paupers alike and the water that composes the plasma (clearer fluid part of blood) in your veins may have one day flowed in the Euphrates, was lifted to the clouds and rained down nourishment upon all life … . .and everyone acts like total pricks if someone is audacious enough to claim a magickal ancestry!? Well I’m claiming some epic goddamn roots, and so can you!

Really think about this …please, for the sake of us all. Everything you are and see on this planet is ancient and blessedly recycled into you. Your blood is ancient. MY blood is ancient. What makes up us and the Earth is as old as time itself and our true ‘roots’ are barely even comprehensible.

so stop bickering. Please.

Y’all frustrate me.

Drifting in shadows,
Gliding through damp and rotting flesh,
Putrid and clinging, grasping, shaking my prana,
I descend into form…
Inanna Falling—
Within the womb of the Earth Dead things come to life!

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

The dried and forlorn seed springs to life,
It’s shoots pushing through, tendrils reaching skyward,
As my body lies in the tomb - my bodies lie below ground
Like that seed, no! fertilizing that seed,
And I enter that flesh, what is left of that flesh…
Why? Because I can…
because I am curious And I wonder…
I wonder what the dust feels like
Beneath the corpse -I wonder what it is like to be within the Earth,
Watching the roots travel down, down, down…

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Within the womb of the Earth, Dead things come to life…
I see it with eyes that cannot see, Feel it with flesh that cannot feel,
It is a part of me - and a part of you,
A tiny aspect of our universe, seemingly negligible,
But oh, so important!

I lie within this flesh, my favorite flesh
-Once she was a beautiful woman with the darkest curling hair,
Smooth creamy skin, and the most amazing bone structure and now,
Now she is empty - well, almost! - and decaying,
Lying here waiting for the Earth to consume her and feed
Those tiny crinkled seeds,
Nourish those dead things to feed the living -

Within the womb of the Earth, Dead things come to life…

~Dena L Moore May 31, 2006