August 11, 2014

deansactualbaby said: Are you even the real official OG Denny's page. Or just a random person being funny for your fave diner?

dennys:

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August 4, 2014
Fascinating Female Occultists

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August 3, 2014
lets talk about metal

ohnoproblems:

i love metal, despite its best efforts. the problem is it is a genre overwhelmingly dominated by a bunch of white straight cis het dudes. they place themselves as arbiters of what exactly is “metal” and what “isn’t metal” and exert pressure on whatever “isn’t metal” to remove…

July 30, 2014
Nativity in Black: a Tribute to Black Sabbath, cover art by Michael Kaluta

Hey, occult pals. Can anyone identify and translate the three rings of script? The two outer are in something I initially thought was Enochian but am less sure upon closer examination. Inner ring is Latin alphabet, lots of vowels. 

Nativity in Black: a Tribute to Black Sabbath, cover art by Michael Kaluta

Hey, occult pals. Can anyone identify and translate the three rings of script? The two outer are in something I initially thought was Enochian but am less sure upon closer examination. Inner ring is Latin alphabet, lots of vowels. 

July 29, 2014
Problem Glyphs, or, Adventures in Bog Management

Since the spring, I’ve had the privilege of managing my friend Eliza Gauger’s Problem Glyphs. This is perhaps the most meaningful work I’ve ever been involved with, if only in an administrative and PR capacity.

Problem Glyphs are an ongoing project in which symbolic illustrations are drawn in response to problems submitted anonymously on the internet.

Anonymously submitted problem:

"i have cancer. i’m almost sixteen. it’s melanoma. everyone in my family over 60 has died of cancer; i’ve been expecting this-i just found out today. but knowing it was coming doesn’t help. i’m scared. i want to do so much. i don’t want to think of myself in the past tense"

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Since November, 2013 Eliza has created over 100 glyphs, each a unique illustration in the tradition of sigil magick. These glyphs are a form of modern quotidian magick, without supernatural intent but rooted in millennia of occult tradition. Glyphs are posted publicly and accompanied by the words of the anonymously submitted problem.

Glyphs are presented with a title but without further exposition as to their meanings and symbolism. Gauger has avoided explanatory descriptions of problem glyphs; her interpretation or intent is essentially meaningless to the asker and to anyone who uses the glyphs later on.

Problems submitted range from the serious to the comical, but all are treated with respect.

A set of common symbols have arisen as the project proceeds, and the glyphs can be placed in “humors”, similar to suits of cards: (Blood, Brine, Honey, Ink, Milk). Gauger is currently developing a divinatory system using the glyphs as cards in a deck.

Glyphs are offered to the public free of charge, and the project is supported through crowdfunding via Patreon. A tutorial has been provided for those wishing to create and share their own glyphs.

For more information, please visit http://problemglyphs.org and the Problem Glyphs FAQ.

It’s unsettling to be one of the internet custodians of this rapidly accumulating depository of raw, anonymous misery. Since Eliza won’t be caught up with the current backlog anytime in the next year or so, we actually chose to implement an “urgent help” page that we reblog on the regular due to the severity of some of the submitted problems. I can’t imagine what Eliza goes through to actually process these into glyphs.

Eliza’s the sin-eater. I’m just her manager, but it’s good to be a small part of something as important as this weird nexus of art, therapy, and quotidian sigil magick.

July 27, 2014
Lowing

warrenellis:

The weirdest difference is the sound of the trains.  British train horns have a surging sound.  It’s the sound of a hundred and eighty five tons of metal hurling itself towards the future.  It’s a lie, but it’s a bright one.  Here we come.  We’re good at this.  We leap into the future at a hundred and twenty five miles an hour.

American train horns are so different.  I’d lay in bed at night and…

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July 26, 2014
goat in the hell

July 25, 2014

newlists:

  1. The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel. 
  2. The sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides.
  3. A dark wind blows.
  4. The government is corrupt.
  5. We’re on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn.
  6. We’re trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death. 
  7. The sun has fallen down.
  8. The billboards are all leering.
  9. The flags are all dead at the top of their poles.
  10. It went like this: the buildings crumbled in on themselves.
  11. Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair.
  12. The skyline was beautiful on fire.
  13. Twisted metal stretching upwards.
  14. Everything washed in a thin orange haze.
  15. I said, “kiss me, you’re beautiful.” 
  16. "These are truly the last days." 
  17. You grabbed my hand.
  18. We fell into it.
  19. Like a daydream.
  20. Or a fever. 
  21. The car’s on fire, and there’s no driver at the wheel. 
  22. The sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides.
  23. A dark wind blows.
  24. The government is corrupt.
  25. We’re on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn.
  26. We’re trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death. 
  27. The sun has fallen down.
  28. The billboards are all leering.
  29. The flags are all dead at the top of their poles.
  30. It went like this: the buildings crumbled in on themselves.
  31. Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair.
  32. The skyline was beautiful on fire.
  33. Twisted metal stretching upwards.
  34. Everything washed in a thin orange haze.
  35. I said, “kiss me, you’re beautiful.” 
  36. "These are truly the last days." 
  37. You grabbed my hand.
  38. We fell into it.
  39. Like a daydream.
  40. Or a fever. 

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July 25, 2014

(Source: scienceofficermulder, via ohnoproblems)

July 25, 2014
Remember when blockbuster movies had end credits hip hop songs with lyrics that explained the events of the movie? Why did that stop?

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