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The complete Icelandic staves / Ásatrú symbol series. (Artwork 2015)
Reupload of one of my most popular posts.
Each artwork is representing an element. They are presented here in the following order : fire, earth, metal, water, wood and air. The symbols are accompanied by stanzas of the Hávamál or Völuspá, written in runes.
Disclaimer for purists : admittedly for aesthetic effect only, as these runes are Elder Futhark and thus predates the viking era by a few centuries. (Let’s not even go into the subject of Icelandic staves which are even a lot younger than that). The transcription is also a wild approximation, again accuracy wasn’t a concern during the creative process.
The stanzas :
1) Fire : Helm of Terror
Cattle die and kinsmen die, thyself too soon must die, but one thing never, I ween, will die fair fame of one who has earned.
2) Earth : Vegvísir
Happy is he who hath in himself praise and wisdom in life; for oft doth a man ill counsel get when ‘tis born in another’s breast
3) Metal : Hólastafur
Hard is it in the world, great whoredom, an axe age, a sword age, shields shall be cloven, a wind age, a wolf age, ere the world sinks.
4) Water : Veiðistafur
He welcomes the night who has enough provisions Short are the sails of a ship, Dangerous the dark in autumn, The wind may veer within five days, And many times in a month.
5) Wood : Varnarstafur Valdemars
An ash I know, Yggdrasil its name, With water white is the great tree wet; Thence come the dews that fall in the dales, Green by Urth’s well does it ever grow.
6) Air : Valknut
Thought and Memory each morning fly Over the vast earth: Thought, I fear, may fail to return, But I fear more for Memory.
It’s okay, we can do it the hard way. Because even if Maggie listens to you, Rick will listen to me.
Team Tara.
Kill them all, baby!!!
Мммм... Армейская пюрешечка XD
+1 :D
Me on Google after the final.
Me and Nick, we had quite a night. I never felt scared before. I didn’t think that was possible, but Nick, he showed me. I felt… I felt f e a r. I’m grateful for that. I think Nick’s my only friend.
Me: FTWD can’t get any gayer
Troy and Nick: bitch watch
CBS: Hey we’re casting an awesome Southeast Asian actress in Star Trek!
Me: Yass
CBS: And we’re letting her keep her Malaysian accent!!
Me: YAASSSSS
CBS: AND WE’RE KILLING HER OFF IN THE 2ND EPISODE
Me:
Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy...
:v
Our truckers drink with bears, and u shocked bout cat on head? Lol. Please. )))
before i read this, i don’t thought bout it in this way, but now i look on my tarot cards...
Please tell me I'm not the only one using my Tarot deck to predict the future of my OTPs
Did one spread for Desus last night, just a simple Past-Present-Future one. The result was intriguing.
The Past card indicated a promising start of something.
The Present card indicated some hardship at the moment (probably Daryl’s going through his guilt of Glenn’s death and his torture at the Sanctuary. I’m inclined to think Jesus is having a difficult time coping with Sasha’s death as well.)
But the Future card indicated a bright future for those two. Desus becoming canon is our dream coming true but if it’s not then I can hope for a strong friendship/companionship.
Yep, baby, you are right!)))
Jessidy Hiatus Challenge Week 6: Favorite Quote(s)
Almost Human gag reel
If something shit happens in USA it’s always Russia fault. Can you blame someone else?
I always found it hard getting c l o s e to anyone – neighbors, friends… boyfriends.
It does not help. Nothing can save us, except ourselves. But this is Russia (like Sparta but worse), here no one's voice matters.
How LGBT in Russia are treated
In Russia, there are groups that purposely find “outed” LGBT people and groom them, make them think that they are more people who accept and love them.
They are not.
These people track down the person they have targeted and beat them.
They attack and brutally savage these people.
LGBT are often beaten to death during this. Some are shot execution-style.
Nobody stands up. Not even authority. The groups that do this get away with it. Barely ever are they charged.
These people commit MURDER and get away with it.
The POLICE are involved in these groups. People who are there to protect you and help you are threatening you with injury and death.
I unfortunately know of these fucking hateful and disgusting acts because my brother was murdered by one of these bastards.
Beaten to death and left in public, in a humiliating pose which makes me sick to this day.
I was five when I heard he died. Imagine that, you’re told your sibling is dead, and you’ll never see them again. At five.
Imagine your brother being the only support you had, because you also liked boys, and didnt understand it. And hes gone. You also have to worry about that happening to you.
Imagine thinking nobody in your country likes you, they want you to die.
Yeah, thats LGBT Russians.
Vladimir Putin, you horrible, bastard of a man. Get your country together and solve this bullshit.
Reaper is an adorable puppy dog. With a huge fucking gun…
women do not have to
be thin
cook for you
have long hair
wear makeup
be feminine
be graceful
have sex with you
shave
diet
be fashionable
wear pink
love men
listen to your bullshit
О Боже, это так мило))) И так радует, что на родном языке))
В волосах Джима играет солнце, а в глазах ещё сонной негой блуждает ночь, но он посыпается, чтобы сказать пару слов. И ведь знает, что потом не уснёт. Просыпается вновь и вновь, каждое утро, чтобы Леонард не говорил ему, как бы не старался переубедить, солнечный мальчик всегда поступает по-своему. Потягивается в кровати и встаёт за кофе, который МакКой каждое утро варит на двоих, даже если опаздывает и впереди тяжёлый день. А когда тот возвращается с ночной смены, ранним утром, ещё в предрассветной темноте, где-то около четырёх, его всегда ждёт тёплый травяной чай в термосе, взбитая подушка и приподнятый край одеяла. И так каждое утро, день за днём, в мелких ссорах, невзгодах и заботах, когда голова идёт кругом и хочется скорее вернуться домой, заколотить досками двери и окна, чтобы внешний мир, такой враждебный и холодный, не смог достать тебя, константой остаётся солнечный мальчик, просыпающийся каждое утро, что бы пожелать прекрасного дня, и ведь знает, что потом не уснёт.
