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REPOST 1:
My Being is reposting these altered pictures of St. Martha, the dominator; because, they're finally finished.
This is the first strain of my St. Martha's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with the dragon. A lot was changed in this one, almost entirely.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the alligator/crocodile.
Let my Being know what you think of this one.
REPOST 2:
My Being is reposting these altered pictures of St. Martha, the dominator; because with these, they're finally finished.
This is the second strain of my St. Martha's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with the bigger dark purple dragon. A lot was changed in this one.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the lighter green dragon: for sale on Ebay, for $35.00.
Let my Being know what you think of this one.
REPOST 3:
My Being is reposting these altered pictures of St. Martha, the dominator; because with also this one, they're finally finished.
This is the third strain of my St. Martha's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with the straightened bigger fire breathing dragon. A lot was changed in this one.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the crooked non-breathing dragon.
Let my Being know what you think of this one.
REPOST 4:
My Being is reposting these altered pictures of St. Martha, the dominator; because with these as well, they're finally finished.
This is the fourth strain of my St. Martha's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with the entirely changed red dragon, looking at her to obey her every command: and St. Martha's face and eyes are brighter. A lot was changed in this one, almost entirely.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the original green dragon. This second particular picture is the most popular sold in botanica stores.
Let my Being know what you think of this one.
POST 1:
My Being is posting this altered picture of St. Barbara, the lightning; because it is finally finished.
This is the second strain of my St. Barbara's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with entirely changed wardrobe colors, her goblet is better bejeweled, and so is her sword and cape clipper: and St. Barbara's face and eyes are brighter, and her eyes are added with a touch of green: and the hand holding the sword is repaired. A lot was changed in this one, almost entirely.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the original blue highlights, and a bent print in the center.
Let my Being know what you think of this one. #saintbarbara #santabarbara #santeria #orishas #Gods #lightning #fire #chango
POST 2:
My Being is posting this altered picture of St. Barbara, the lightning; because this one is finally finished.
This is the third strain of my St. Barbara's work.
The FIRST PICTURE is my work, with entirely changed wardrobe colors, her goblet is silver instead of gold/brass, and so is her cape clipper, and also with a little glowing light at the top of her steel sword: and St. Barbara's face is brighter, and her eyes are added with a touch of green looking towards you, instead of looking upwards. Her background is changed, and so is her halo. A lot was changed in this one, almost entirely.
The SECOND PICTURE is the original, with the original blue highlights.
Let my Being know what you think of this one. 🙂
A new project that my Being worked on. Her name is, Santísima Muerte (Holy Death,) a saint that is known among the Mexican religious/occult practices.
The FIRST PICTURE in color is my work, completely altering the original.
The SECOND PICTURE in black and white is the original.
Let my Being know what you guys think of my alterations.
Santa Barbara/Saint Barbara
This could be my final enhancement photo of Saint Barbara (Santa Barbara).
1st Photo: Is the edited version of the original. My Being has made a major alteration(s) on this one. As you can see, the color of her clothes are changed, and so is her sword and goblet, with plenty of additions. In the enhanced photo, she's even bejeweled. Even her eyes are changed, and so is the smooth look on her skin. Her halo is changed, and fire and lightning is added to give it the final touch.
2nd Photo: Is the original from where my Being has made many alterations and additions.
Let my Being know what you guys think of my work.
Open or close casket
How much of yourself is supposed to be given in the name of love? What are the rules for living independently, dependently? Can I breath with my own permission? Am I allowed to feel what I want without you!?
At what point, is affection and consideration, gestures willingly done without force?
People say being single is terrible. I say being single is a book that needs to be written. Single people witness couples people go through there ups and downs. Single people believe it or not! Know most of your intimate Intricacies as well your inadequacies too. All in the name of being heard. I listen!
Relationships are conventionally thought to be two people who admires so much that they rather be together than a part. In today’s world it’s almost always how hard can you make me cum. How much can you give me for this pleasure? Well if you don’t know. Im single who’s ready to mingle. But! Many of my close friends are not. One in particular is the Enchantress. A woman so beautiful, she is said to make even the most of (homo) reconsider if he is.
You see, she’s been in a relationship with this man for two going on three years now. A relationship that was budding like the spring equinox were in. Often I’d see her rushing into a cab leaving us behind. While we were in a group setting. Usually I would consider this being rude. But! I too know the bee sting of love. Her man is a doctor who originally from South America. But! Was raised here in the states. My friend has a taste for the luxurious things in life. She chooses to be with a man who has what it takes. Than a man she’s have to build up and be drained from. And No! She has her own. And yes! She does identify, occasionally, as a gold digger.
The way she puts it, is that men. No matter where, on the planet choose to be with a naturally bountiful woman. A woman who can and does understand his emotional, physical and spiritual needs. So why not be with a man who can make this bond, a enjoyable one. Never having to worry about the price on a tag. Or the amount on a dinner bill. To focus on what she’s naturally capable of doing. Giving birth and tending to their children.
I had a hard time, honestly; viewing her perspective at first. Until I first hand had seen what women go through in romantic settings. How they are expected to always give up or tend to more than their partners. This too can be implied to feminine gay men, who are the submitters in there relationship. You see, to me submission is an act of great trust. It is one of the most valuable things any person can give to one another. Now! For the sake of this post. I’ll do my best to stay on topic. However. Straight men or other identifying people can submit to their wives and partners too. It’s a bond. Which is why people kill for love. In the case of the enchantress, I have seen her do this over and over. To the point that I don't understand why she gives him so much privilege. Time after time I see how each time he chips away from her. Little by little there's parts of her light that grows dimmer and dimmer. I wonder How thins will turn out in the end.
At the end of the day all we or me, can do is help her see what's happening. After all, to many people, love is blind.
The desire of the heart is what makes her so vulnerable to his actions. She's not unaware of how things are for her. She see's she feels and she knows. there's been times when I tell her to think about it all. Think about how you would feel in the future with this man. When you wed this is what you wed into. You take on him, his burdens, his mother, even his children and the 1st baby mama! Yes! I said it 1st. that's coming up later ronin much detail.
I have to say, when you choose to bind yourself or anyone else you must think of how hard it is to be them. Love spells are not something to be played with because in fact they are not love spells. they are domination spells and binding spells. Actions that strip or lessen the will of another. That is why you must make sure the person loves you on their own accord. And not just" like" you! She herself has said the root has worked stuplendidly. And yes she said she waited for him to love her before she loved him. Or loves him. But! What spell could be so, If he's already being worked on? Regardless of the spell cast on to this man. Or even for future knowledge. You must be clean of the eyes that lay on you. You must have a clean subject to work on. Paint you canvas with your herbs and candles. But! if the cloth or canvas is stained with that of another. What say you do? What do you do. And that is nothing! Or nothing but! Clean. And this is where I believe the Enchantress trouble's lie. She fell for a canvas that's been soiled and cast upon. And like a woman in love. She did not clean and or wait. She did not see the signs or what had been done. Only what her heart desired, She saw what her spells have brought her. A man of her wishes.
The desires of the Enchantress is that:
A man who can love, even through the dullest of pain, sharpest of blades. That he'd be able to continue to push through and try.
A man who's wealth goes beyond that of his first, second and even third born children. A wealth that is not worried for. Where the children can be sing gleefully and be most gay.
A man who puts his wife's needs before his own and expect the same in return.
But! these are only but a few mutters I was able to hear from the parched lips of my sister witch. For her spells are hers. I myself prefer the scrying of my crystal balls and tarot work. With the watchful eyes of the "MIST" people to do my bidding. I think that spells are last resort. Unless other wise absolutely needed. Manipulation I feel is just as good, if not better. Because The mind and heart wants what it wants. And that can undo or break through, poke through any spell or any binding. And that to me is the case with the enchantresses relationship. No magic or spell. Hell.....not even being bound by spirit can change the internal conflict a man has regarding the love lost from a parent or his first love. Or the hearts true desire. To me this is why men need to learn to own there feelings. I have seen many spells undone though actions and not intention because their hearts desire are else where.
There will be things said and things seen that may make this union be more than just questioned! I must go for now Dear Tumblr. Until then................................ To be continued.
My Official Military Christmas.
First and for most. Happy holidays to all of those who reads this and who practice a difference faith than I do. I also have to say I'm not a Christian but! A Santero and spiritualist.
In these spaces I occupy, I have to take whats familiar to me. And well Christmas is witchy in nature. With all that being said. I have to say that my experience with this group of men are so different from what I am use to. That leadership does make a whole difference as to how you live in these environments and grow as a soldier.
The idea of putting up of the Christmas tree was one of the Air men's idea. Which I thought was pretty cool and very sweet. It did build moral as he knew that it would. When I saw it, It made me think of the pleasant times I had with my own family and the joys associated with Christmas.
It's ghetto as it'll ever be! But I have to say that I really do like it's creative nature. Since I work in the kitchen someone asked me to save the disposable table clothes. They're going to cut them up and make ribbons or bow ties out of them and add it to the tree dressed with Ripit energy drinks.
Now, myself, I don’t drink these. But the other guys do, and a lot. And they love them. I'll stick to my NewyoRican ways of drinking coffee and dying of dehydration because that's all I'll choose to put into my body. lol And yes, I'm joking!!!!!! Here I cannot do that. I think I would literally die! It's sooo dame hot here! I know Africa is suppose to be hot. But! I have to say, the thought of something. being in your head. Vers the experience is something else and actually doing it. man! I have to say I need to live a lot more than I have.
I'm just happy to see the tree. people are doing secret santa. my platoon isn’t doing it. and I'm not too sure how we can anyway.I mean were here! and we don't go any where and there are no stores. I'm just happy because well my family home will be happy. I also now that I'm not missing anything. We video chat quite often. I'm going to do my best to get the most out of this deployment. But the tree has definitely sparked some feelings in me I thought I have forgotten about. Which I have to say is a very good thing. I like when these good feelings and memories come back. Flooding my heart and head.
Over all, I know I made the decision thats best for me. I questioned myself about being a soldier. about being a military member. These question arise because my contract is coming to an end. And it's about that time to renew it. Or! Leave. I have thought bout leaving. Because of the horrendous leadership. People who are out for themselves and do not care about the people who follow them. But! thats another Blog post to be made.
However, I have to say that I titled this my first official Christmas because. The fist time I had one. The world around me way dying. It was 2020 and Covid was at an all time high. Christmas was jot on my mind although it was on everyone else’s. This year I’m I’m good spirits and have another ancestors to add to my alter. My first deployment was my uncle billy and now it’s my aunt Carolyn. I’m using this moral booster to cover up my pain. I’m not ready to be this exposed. Especially with a good group that I’m with.