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Белый тигр/White Tiger

“Did the Tank God tell you this?”

“Yes.” 

“And this god of yours, where is he?”

“In the sky, in the clouds, he’s got a throne. He sits on his throne and around him are the tanks which have perished in combat.”

“And what does he look like, this god?”

“He’s in coveralls, in a tank helmet. He’s got a ‘34, gilded. When he sits in it, the thunder peals and the lightning flashes. There, you see…” 

“And he helps you in battle?”

“He helps me. I hear the tanks. All tanks talk, only no one hears them, but I hear them. And they, when the shells are flying at them, they warn me and I get out of the way of the shells. That’s how they help me. They want me to live. And they want me to burn that White Tiger.To exact vengeance.” 

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lilyserpent:

I Am Pagan

I am Pagan. I am a part of the whole of Nature. The Rocks, the Animals, the Plants, the Elements, and Stars are my relatives. Other humans are my sisters and brothers, whatever their races, colors, genders, sexual orientations, ages, nationalities, religions, lifestyles. Planet Earth is my home. I am a part of this large family of Nature, not the master of it. I have my own special part to play and I seek to discover and play that part to the best of my ability. I seek to live in harmony with others in the family of Nature, treating others with respect.

Selena Fox

intaier:
“*dies laughing*
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intaier:

*dies laughing*

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I worship nature because there is a feeling I get in the woods I’ve never felt in a church.

cheeba-chiefa:

i-ski-n-stuff:

And in the mountains. And at sea.

And the sun.
rex-wretched:
“Hail to the King!
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rex-wretched:

Hail to the King!

metalandproghead:

Interesting thought I had whilst listening to The Drunken Peasants. As a child I was pretty much Christian, I believed in a God and never really questioned it. As I grew up I became fascinated in the scientific field and naturally transformed into a strict atheist, for about…

hedendom:

Heathen New Year (5th January 2015)

As Sól’s light falls on the final day,
A year on Miðgarðr is washed away,
A brand new chance to show Óðinn my deed,
In Yggdrasil’s branches a new year takes seed,
Hail Frey, prosperity and virility,
Hail Freyja, lust and fertility,
Hail Þórr, strength and protection,
Hail Óðinn, wisdom and intention,
Hail Skaði, valour and redemption,
Hail to the powers as the days start to lengthen.

- hedendom