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I make and sell scarves at work. This is the next one.

I make and sell scarves at work. This is the next one.

pinoy-culture:

P h i l i p p i n e  M y t h o l o g y  S e r i e s | x | L a o n , Goddess of Agriculture, Harvests, & Mt. Kanlaon.
In the Bisayas, one of the most worshiped and revered diwata was the Goddess Laon who resided on Mt. Kanlaon, a dormant volcano on the island of Buglas, which today is called Negros due to the colonization of the island by the Spaniards. She is also the most recorded in depth in the early Spanish accounts.
She is known by many names throughout the ethnic groups in the Bisayas such as Kanlaon, Malaon, Lalahon, Raom, Laon Sina, & Alunsina and was known as a supreme deity for most groups. Agriculture was and still is relevant among the Bisayans, thus it’s no wonder why one of their most important deities was a goddess of agriculture and harvest. The people would invoke her for a good harvest, giving her offerings and prayers for fear of her fiery wrath if disrespected. Though they loved her, she was also to be feared as she had the power to destroy their crops, their livelihood, by sending a swarm of locusts to feast on their main source of food.
She is known as the “creator of all things” and as “the one who disposes everything and renders everything equal” based on another name she was called by some groups such as the Bisayans of Ibabao, known as Makapatag. From this she was equated to the equality of the divine justice. 

pinoy-culture:

P h i l i p p i n e  M y t h o l o g y  S e r i e s x | 
L a o n , Goddess of Agriculture, Harvests, & Mt. Kanlaon.

In the Bisayas, one of the most worshiped and revered diwata was the Goddess Laon who resided on Mt. Kanlaon, a dormant volcano on the island of Buglas, which today is called Negros due to the colonization of the island by the Spaniards. She is also the most recorded in depth in the early Spanish accounts.

She is known by many names throughout the ethnic groups in the Bisayas such as Kanlaon, Malaon, Lalahon, Raom, Laon Sina, & Alunsina and was known as a supreme deity for most groups. Agriculture was and still is relevant among the Bisayans, thus it’s no wonder why one of their most important deities was a goddess of agriculture and harvest. The people would invoke her for a good harvest, giving her offerings and prayers for fear of her fiery wrath if disrespected. Though they loved her, she was also to be feared as she had the power to destroy their crops, their livelihood, by sending a swarm of locusts to feast on their main source of food.

She is known as the “creator of all things” and as “the one who disposes everything and renders everything equal” based on another name she was called by some groups such as the Bisayans of Ibabao, known as Makapatag. From this she was equated to the equality of the divine justice. 

batmanandsobbin replied to your post:WAIT SON OF BATMAN IS COMING OUT ON DVD NEXT…
It’s been leaked.

ahaha I’m not surprised if it has been, but I will support it by buying it (and because I will probably watch it many times) 

(Source: redhoodling)

WAIT SON OF BATMAN IS COMING OUT ON DVD NEXT MONTH 

WAIT I CAN BUY IT FROM AMAZON TO STREAM IT 

WHEN I BUY THE DVD I AM GOING TO LIVESTREAM IT SO WE CAN ALL WATCH IT OMMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

DAMIAN AND DICK AND BRUCE AND ALFRED AND SLADE WILSON AND THE AL GHULS 

ALL MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN ONE MOVIE

quietesthero:


[ ιт ωσυℓ∂ нαvε вεεη вεттεя тσ мεεт υη∂εя ∂ιғғεяεηт cιяcυмsтαηcεs. ] [ Aɢʀᴇᴇᴅ. ] 

Slade was a mystery. An enigma. All Robin could tell about him was that he was dark and power-hungry, corrupted and twisted enough to steal him from his friends with threats of death and destruction; but the man behind the mask was undecipherable. 
But he wasn’t all-seeing. And with that came the chink in his impenetrable armour.
It had been late at night the first time Jericho had shown up. Robin hadn’t even looked at him at first, thinking he was just one of the Robot Commando guards until he’d removed his mask to show a very human, very young face. Shade had said nothing of having any other apprentices around the lair, had mentioned nothing of another teenager altogether, and Robin knew immediately that something was up.
They’d communicated in sign language, silent so Slade would never overhear. Robin couldn’t escape for the sake of his friends’ safety - because cuffs and cells weren’t what was keeping him there - but his ally would show up each night if he could, bringing both reassurances that the mercenary was keeping his word not to harm the remaining Titans and food so Robin could continue refusing to eat what the Commando guards provided for him.
Jericho was a mutant, he learned over the course of several days when they “talked”, and Slade’s son. Helping Robin wasn’t a cry for attention, an act of jealousy that another child was getting Slade’s favour instead - Jericho had had a brother once, but because of their father’s influence, not any more. And here was Robin instead. It told a lot about the man the Titans were dealing with.
It made Robin even more determined to get out. And he did. 
He didn’t see Jericho for a long time after that until up in the mountains of Tibet, where Robin learned that the boy was perpetually silent but incredibly tough, gentle and peaceful but with combat skills rivalling his own and a powerful mutant ability to boot. Why Slade hadn’t wanted him as an apprentice wasn’t a mystery - apparently even Slade had a sense of shame - but Robin could see why he had been second choice. He’d wanted Jericho as a Titan for the same reasons, had pressed even when the boy declined before leaving him be with the offer still open. 
They would see each other again.

quietesthero:

[ ιт ωσυℓ∂ нαvε вεεη вεттεя тσ мεεт υη∂εя ∂ιғғεяεηт cιяcυмsтαηcεs. ] 
[ Aɢʀᴇᴇᴅ. ]

Slade was a mystery. An enigma. All Robin could tell about him was that he was dark and power-hungry, corrupted and twisted enough to steal him from his friends with threats of death and destruction; but the man behind the mask was undecipherable. 

But he wasn’t all-seeing. And with that came the chink in his impenetrable armour.

It had been late at night the first time Jericho had shown up. Robin hadn’t even looked at him at first, thinking he was just one of the Robot Commando guards until he’d removed his mask to show a very human, very young face. Shade had said nothing of having any other apprentices around the lair, had mentioned nothing of another teenager altogether, and Robin knew immediately that something was up.

They’d communicated in sign language, silent so Slade would never overhear. Robin couldn’t escape for the sake of his friends’ safety - because cuffs and cells weren’t what was keeping him there - but his ally would show up each night if he could, bringing both reassurances that the mercenary was keeping his word not to harm the remaining Titans and food so Robin could continue refusing to eat what the Commando guards provided for him.

Jericho was a mutant, he learned over the course of several days when they “talked”, and Slade’s son. Helping Robin wasn’t a cry for attention, an act of jealousy that another child was getting Slade’s favour instead - Jericho had had a brother once, but because of their father’s influence, not any more. And here was Robin instead. It told a lot about the man the Titans were dealing with.

It made Robin even more determined to get out. And he did.

He didn’t see Jericho for a long time after that until up in the mountains of Tibet, where Robin learned that the boy was perpetually silent but incredibly tough, gentle and peaceful but with combat skills rivalling his own and a powerful mutant ability to boot. Why Slade hadn’t wanted him as an apprentice wasn’t a mystery - apparently even Slade had a sense of shame - but Robin could see why he had been second choice. He’d wanted Jericho as a Titan for the same reasons, had pressed even when the boy declined before leaving him be with the offer still open.

They would see each other again.

sci-universe:

Astrophotography from 1908 — 1919

These images were taken about 100 years ago. I can’t even describe how much respect I have for early astronomers.

Image courtesy: Yerkes Observatory, Royal Observatory of Greenwich, Mount Wilson Observatory

(Source: teentitans)

shorelle:

omgosh I’m sorry this is so so late, but happy birthday Angela!!
have this trio of cuties, because HTTYD always reminds me of you! (what a great movie, this was just going to be a much-less-late sketch but I sorta got carried away because they were so fun to draw!) :DDD thank you for being so awesome, your art & kindness & passion for animation gives me life!!

shorelle:

omgosh I’m sorry this is so so late, but happy birthday Angela!!

have this trio of cuties, because HTTYD always reminds me of you! (what a great movie, this was just going to be a much-less-late sketch but I sorta got carried away because they were so fun to draw!) :DDD thank you for being so awesome, your art & kindness & passion for animation gives me life!!

popsci:

Toyota has a TRON bike: Inarguably, the concept motorcycle FV2 is straight out of a 1980s vision of 2050. 

Learn more about its other amazing features here. 

(Source: last photo from Toyota website)