"Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virile. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched."
Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (via tierdropp)
Y’all need to know this.
^ AWESOME HISTORICAL FACTS RIGHT HERE
"Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged?
You are iron.
And you are strong."
We live in a rusty universe. Oxygenated heme is the color of life, the color of passion, the reason we see red of as ripe and warm, the reason we see it as dangerous and frightening. Blood, breath and Earth, we’re all rusty.
do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man
- Hey, let’s look into each other’s eyes and say, “I wish I were you” at exactly the same time. Maybe we’ll pull a Freaky Friday.
- Or we can just pretend like we did and you can go around acting really immature. Oh, wait.
I honestly just feel like I’m letting everyone down so much.
I don’t make the right decisions, I let those decisions control me.
My parents tell me they are proud and sometimes that hurts me, because I feel like if they knew me really they wouldn’t be so proud.
I don’t know what to do to make myself feel better.
My mom asks me if there is a boy I like at school and I just want it to be true, I want to know I’m not being used and I want something so they know I’m happy. They work so hard for my happiness.
And I can feel myself slipping into the stupidity that is my life, but I also feel like I can’t really change it and this mentality is what is really destroying my peace of mind.
when u finally convince ur friends to do something that u want to do
Today, I read an article about a woman with HIV who was raped. The man that attacked her is now HIV positive. All of the commentary surround this was about how she should have told him she was HIV+ and that women with HIV should have a badge or special underwear so that this doesn’t happen to another man. It is 12:12am and I am already done with the world.
That is rape culture
THIS POST WINS FOR THE MOST HORRIFYING THING I’VE READ ALL DAY
♫ it’s going down, i’m yelling Simba ♫
IT’S BEEN 20 YEARS
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS BEEN 20 YEARS
oh my god…
"I want your fingers to linger on my skin I don’t care if your fingernails dig in so deep they get tangled in my veins and I won’t mind if you tear out my flesh with your bare hands. When the bleeding won’t stop and I struggle to catch my breath I’ll thank you for holding my hand"
“boys will be bo-“
*punches you in the face*
bOYS WILL BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR ACTIONS LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
we will not.
you will do so or i’ll shove responsibility so far up your ass you’ll taste tax bills for weeks
that was the greatest comeback in the history of great comebacks