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lamathanka · 1 year
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Yamantaka (Slayer of Yama, the Lord of Death).
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#vajrabhairava #yamantaka #lordofdeath #manjushri #bodhisattva #wisdom #wrath #thangka #thankapainting #lamathankapaintingschool #dharma #vajrayana #buddhism #sacred #art #himalayan #traditional #tantra #buffalohead #himalayanart #gelug #sadhana #visualization #enlightened #meditation #dhamma #mindfullness
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lehautedaug · 4 years
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🐅🌙Shiva the Destroyer🌙🐅 Click the link in bio to read our latest post by @lvxtenebras from our series, Deities and Demons! ✨Shiva is far more helpful than his name would imply. Ready to shed some skin or loose some excess baggage that you don't need to carry into 2020? Need to see the raw truth? Shiva can help!🌙⠀ ⁠.⠀ "O you the creator, you the destroyer, you who sustain and make an end, ⁠⠀ Who in sunlight dance among the birds and the children at play, ⁠⠀ Who at midnight dance among the corpses in the burning grounds, ⁠⠀ You, Shiva, you dark and terrible Bhairava, ⁠⠀ You Suchness and Illusion, the Void and All Things, ⁠⠀ You are the lord of life, and therefore I have brought you flowers; ⁠⠀ You are the lord of death, and therefore I have brought you my heart— ⁠⠀ This heart that is now your burning ground. ⁠⠀ Ignorance there and self shall be consumed with fire. ⁠⠀ That you may dance, Bhairava, among the ashes. ⁠⠀ That you may dance, Lord Shiva, in a place of flowers, ⁠⠀ And I dance with you. "⁠⠀ -Aldous Huxley, Island⠀ .⠀ 📚This one is a good one! Read more via link in bio!⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ .⁠⠀ #esotericinsights #hindu #shiva #shivathedestroyer #hindudeity #aldoushuxley #lordofdeath #lordofcreation #creatordestroyer #danceofshiva #wiccan #pagan #newage #magick #ritualistic #rituals #ceremonial #goddessvibes #heavenlybodies #meditationtools #witchesofinstagram #deities #witchery #solitarywitch #witchshop (at Silver Lake, Los Angeles) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7eIkqjBpoE/?igshid=1w3uckallkwh1
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dprichard · 4 years
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First he was a contender, now he's a champion: 2019 Mephiston paint job vs 2020 #paintingwarhammer #warhammer40k #mephiston #lordofdeath (at Fuquay-Varina, North Carolina) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7IU28Tns4o/?igshid=j5fdcls2xip2
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ygdraen-blog · 7 years
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The Fate of Ysiwena.
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While a hundred bestial throats roared supernaturally, the massive battering ram smashed against the golden gates of the City of the Roses. The proud defenders rained arrows down on the attackers from the battlements and unleashed the most powerful magic they knew, but nothing stopped the demoniacal advance of the war machine. A single blow by the head of the battering ram, carved in the grotesque form of a demon’s head, smashed the wood into splinters and melted the magic gold strengthening the defenses. A wave of pitiless warriors flooded into the beautiful streets. The tide of black cloaks and red armor swept through the avenues and trampled the gardens, setting fire to the first houses and defiling the temples. Hundreds of merciless warriors yelled for blood and slaughter.
The last defenders stood before them. Soldiers in bright golden armor and spotless white cloaks formed the desperate defense of the White Tower, the last bastion of the Powers of the Law that was left in the whole continent. War spread through the streets and avenues, across parks and squares and into houses and mansions. Dozens of skirmishes took place across the city, and the defenders fought gallantly and bravely in a desperate hymn to valor and heroism. Thousands of souls arose to the Holy Halls that tragic day, thousands of  the Birthkind died before the most absolute evil and diabolical of powers. Swords rose over and over again, blood stained the graceful statues along the Avenue of the Kings, and the screams of the dying filled the schools and colleges.
So unstoppable was the advance of the hordes of Death that in a few minutes the defenders were taking cover behind the bodies of their comrades at the foot of the Tower of the Rose. While clouds thundered in the sky and darkness spread over the world, a thin wall of bright white cloaks formed around the tower, bastion and pillar of life. Amongst the faithful here were warriors who had come from every corner of the continent, soldiers who had never failed a mission. They now watched with terrified eyes as the crazed beasts attacked them again and again. The flashing blades of the protectors repelled the attacks of the Vloen and Selaen time after time, massacring entire lines of Nuimbrans and destroying armor and shields. The sounds of battle crazed the soulless beasts, which threw themselves against the line of defenders, howling promises of eternal torture.
But not even the strongest of defenses could withstand such powerful attack for so long without weakening. The Selaen invoked their powerful Daertacks, and the sinister figures of demons with massive jaws threw themselves against the guards. Magic reverberated between the allied lines, and the Daertacks writhed under a hail of fire and ice, lightening bolts and unleashed power. The magic caused the ground to split open, buildings were cracked by the pressure of brute force, and the proud towers of the palaces of the nobles fell while the battle continued. The lines of the defenders were dispersed into isolated groups, and they all fought fiercely, knowing that nobody would leave the streets alive. Lightening exploded over the combatants while the storm approached, imposing and impassive before the massacre.
Through the attackers, illuminated by the occasional flashes of lightening, strode the tall figure of a man, valiant in appearance and firm in gaze. He was dressed in simple black garments, and his cloak was darker than the very night around him. His black hair moved in the wind, while his face, which was beautiful and sadistic, showed his delight at the massacre. Galbert, the Lord of Death, walked toward his goal with his sword Loarnar in his hand, gloating over the innumerable souls being laid to waste by swords and knives. The Tower of the Rose stood before him, a spiral of pristine whiteness surrounded by flames and smoke. It was far higher than any of the other tallest towers on the continent,  and its beauty moved the souls of the faithful who looked upon it. Minarets emerged from its surface, and at the top an open ivory rose formed balconies of hanging gardens. At the bottom of the tower a single crystal door gave access to the inside. This door was flanked by a small lake, and it was protected by three captains of the defenders.
They were wise and powerful warriors, and alone they were capable of defeating entire armies. The combined force of their magic did not even touch the flesh of Galbert, and their weapons did not even scratch him. The Lord of Death was the greatest warrior who had ever existed, powerful amongst mortals in a way that had never been possible before. His dance was simple and elegant, his sword killed the three captains, the last of whom fell infuriated to the ground, clutching his cut throat. The gaze of the lord moved upwards, and then came down to rest on the lake. Around him, his troops were finishing off the last of the Birthkind who had opposed his plans. Raising his evil sword, Galbert invoked the power it held and thrust the black blade strongly into the life-bringing water.
The water boiled and bubbled, while foul steam arose from it and the bottom of the lake turned into corrupting black slime. The stain of evil spread through the water, darkening the crystalline liquid. The stain spread to the base of the tower, growing while the lightening of the storm and the sounds of battle thundered, splintering the crystal door. Galbert walked inside, and climbed the stairs while the tower was consumed from the bottom up, its surface becoming scaly and oily. With each step he took and each step he climbed he came closer to his goal. Galbert had killed with his own hands the few powers of light that had opposed his designs. He was death and was approaching life to smother it and destroy it. His breast heaved with longing, and his eyes watched the doors that gave access to the rooms occupied by the Lady of Life. He was enjoying her suffering in advance, and took delight in desperation.
He knocked the door from its hinges with a blow of his hand, and strode firmly into the unsullied room. His gaze sought the Lady of Life. A figure was silhouetted against one of the windows. Slim and beautiful, dressed in white cloth and gold armbands, she was waiting for him. Galbert strode over to the woman. When he reached her, the corruption spread swiftly across the walls, while it withered the gardens and destroyed the charm of the most sacred of places. The woman was holding a white rose and was looking at the floor. Her hair flowed over her face and shoulders, and her hands were trembling slightly.
The Lord of Death approached his nemesis. For long moments he delighted in her defeat, in the stain of black corruption that surrounded her, moving closer and closer to her delicate feet. While death encircled her destiny and the threads of life left her, Eeilina, Princess of the Roses and Lady of Life, raised her face and looked with her iridescent eyes at Galbert.
And the Lord of Death saw neither fear nor anger in her eyes, and noticed that a single tear was running down her cheek. While Eeilina turned into a black rock, an onyx statue in the midst of a burning and corrupted city, Galbert saw that she was crying out of pity for him. In silence he put out his hand and while the pale pink cheeks turned to sinister black he plucked off the tear she had shed. For the first time since he had felt the power of death in his blood, Galbert looked at someone with fear in his eyes.
The first drops of rain fell among the flames of a thousand fires while the savages yelled. The pitiless Selaen spread out along the walls, and the butchery lasted for three days and three nights, while heaven cried for the death of the Lady of Life. During these three days, Galbert, Power of Death and the Lord of all the Armies of Nuimbra, did not move from where he stood, his hand firmly closed around the tear.
This is the Prologue to Chronicles of the Princess of Magic...
Illustration by the excelente Enrique Vegas...
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Anything with Shane and a bird in it?
Shane owning a bird? Shane liking birds?
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what's the point of wings - badlywrittenbfu (ghoultown), ghoultown | G, 23k, Complete
Shane rubs his eyes. “I’m so fascinated with birds.” Ryan shakes his head, “Not this again, Shane.” “No,” Shane says. He holds a hand out, as if to say hold on. Don't leave. “Listen. Listen.”
(shane has an odd interest in birds and ryan doesn’t know what that means)
i need a tall glass of something - amosanguis | T, 2.5k, Complete
Ryan bites him. Maybe a little too hard. Maybe not hard enough. There’s definitely blood, but whatever – Shane’s finger is still attached and Ryan’s still a fucking parrot. They’re both losers here.
The moment Ryan knew he fucked up - LordOfDeath | T, 7.2k, Complete
Ryan posts a few pictures of him and Shane on Valentine's day because they spent it together. It leads to the whole internet, and their families thinking they're dating. But are they really?
Social Grooming - Ghoulboyboos | T, 6.3k, Complete
When Ryan doesn’t budge, Shane gives in. “I’m shedding. I have to take some time to get rid of this:” He rubs his flat hand over his scales and Ryan can see some of the skin bunch. “But for that I have to go home and soak, peel and exfoliate. It’s not painful, but it’s a bit gross so… yeah not gonna do that here.” “Does it hurt?” “No, but it itches like a motherfucker.” Ryan bites his bottom lip, but decides to take the chance. “Do you need help? Later, I mean?” Shane looks at him in honest surprise.
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The Hybrid AU nobody asked for, because I'm a nostalgic mess who misses Hybrid AUs. Snake-Hybrid Shane is shedding and Bird-Hybrid Ryan offers help. After all, Shane helped him with his molt... and Ryan can use it as an excuse to spend more time with his best friend slash crush.
claws and teeth and oh so many fangs - LexTheMoose | G, 2.9k, Complete
"You wanna get over your fear of panthers, right big guy?" He asks, there is a spark in his eyes Shane doesn't know what to do with, but it makes him uneasy. He sits up a little straighter, the smile is gone from his face in an instant and he only realizes his nails are digging into his lower arm when it starts to sting by the strength of his grip. If Ryan is implying what Shane thinks he's implying...
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raomhaihigh · 6 years
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onespast-blog1 · 7 years
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Who is the leader of the hell or the death? Not only the Night King, of course. There are deities of death depicted in different cultures and religions – Hades in Greek Mythology, Anubis in Egyptian religion, Yama in Hindu Religion. According to Rigveda (1500–1200 BC), a Hindu sacred text, he was the first mortal who died and he would lead the people into the world of the dead. The belief of Yama also affected Chinese, Japanese and Korean folk religion later with the prosperity of Buddhism. In the picture, Yama has blue skin and four arms, holding a mace and lasso which symbolise the sovereignty of rule and the captivity of the sinners. 誰是地獄之王?在中國民間信仰,閻羅王是掌管地府的總主管。他並非土生土長,而是源於古印度教神祇閻摩。據古書《梨俱吠陀》(公元前1500至前1200),他是首位經歷死亡的人類,當凡人離世,他會帶領逝世者到達地府。 圖中可見,有着藍皮膚、四隻手的閻摩,一手拿着權杖,一手拿着繩束,象徵法律及捆綁罪人。 #onespast #history #story #memory #heritage #religion #death #hell #lordofdeath #underworld #yama #hindu #hinduism #everyoneisgonnadeadoneday Image Source: British Museum Data Source: Wiki/ Indian Clubs and how to use them/ Myths and Symbols in Indian Art and Civilization/ gushi.tw
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colourtheft · 6 years
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Inktober day 5 Mephiston #inktober #art #artist #artwork #myart #draw #drawings #sketch #sketching #sketches #quicksketch #sketchbook #illustration #blackandwhite #penandink #ink #warhammer #warhammer40k #40k #gamesworkshop #spacemarines #bloodangels #mephiston #lordofdeath https://www.instagram.com/p/Boj303cBW8p/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ypj0gd7dpyrd
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inspireif · 7 years
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Detail of the painting for the Heavy Metal Magazine 40th anniversary group show at #coprogallery in Los Angeles in July. Stay tuned . This show is gonna be sick. #nychos #heavymetalmagazine #coprogallery #losangeles #redeemerofsouls #anubis #dissection #egypt #lordofdeath #lordofthelandofthedead #powerslave #heavymetal #ironmaiden #judaspriest
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marlik-job-blog · 7 years
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New Post has been published on مارلیک | اخبار و تازه های استخدامی
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lamathanka · 1 year
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Yamantaka (Slayer of Yama, the Lord of Death).
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#vajrabhairava #yamantaka #lordofdeath #manjushri #bodhisattva #wisdom #wrath #thangka #thankapainting #lamathankapaintingschool #dharma #vajrayana #buddhism #sacred #art #himalayan #traditional #tantra #buffalohead #himalayanart #gelug #sadhana #visualization #enlightened #meditation #dhamma #mindfullness
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I have,,, primal need for nerd shane,,, please,,, do yall have some compiled list with more of him,,,
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some nerdy Shane for you: 
Hot for Tutor - punk_rock_yuppie | M, 2.4k, complete “I wanna roleplay!” Shane’s hands fist in his jeans and he looks wildly at Ryan. His eyes are wide and his skin is bright pink and he’s breathing heavy. “I wanna roleplay that. The high school thing.”
Literature? more like literal torture - LordOfDeath | M, 806 words, complete Professor Shane Madej is more than a literature teacher, he is also a big nerd. He wanted his students to write a poem, and Ryan decided to be smooth, by choosing to write a romantic one with the intention to sweep Madej off his feet.
Will it work tho?
play me like a love song - sky_somedays | T, 9.9k, complete Wikipedia articles aren’t valid research sources. -s Sent from my iPhone
“When he torpedoes you on Rate My Professor you’re gonna deserve it,” TJ informs him.
Or: Shane is Ryan's beleaguered history TA. Ryan won't stop suggesting insane theories.
conflict of interest - spoopyy | Not Rated, 7k, complete Shane is a high school science teacher who really hates his job. He bumps into a passionate, but lonely history teacher named Ryan, who just might make teaching worth it.
want you in my room - beethechange | E, 13k, complete As they watch, Tall Guy takes his beanie off, revealing a mess of thick, shiny brown hair. He runs his hand through it to shake out the hat hair and Ryan feels like he’s stuck in an Herbal Essences commercial, except he’s the one making inappropriate lustful noises.
Ryan adjusts his snapback, determined. He is, after all, wearing his very finest basketball shorts, without even a single hole at the hem, and the knowledge puts an extra spring in his step.
“I’m gonna climb that dude like a tree,” he tells Curly.
A Local History - enjambament | E, 27k, complete Ryan is a real estate agent that specialises in haunted property. Shane's new to town and looking to buy. There's a lot of over thinking, Steven Lim is not impressed with poor communication skills, some mysterious recurring dreams, a beach trip, bed-sharing and the boys getting locked in a room by a ghost. Or the wind. Depending on who you ask.
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raomhaihigh · 6 years
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code-starr · 7 years
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Ahhhhhhhh I DID A THING #lordofdeath #gameofthrones #aryastark #Ididathing #memeofinstagram #memecreator #nye #2016
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marlik-job-blog · 7 years
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New Post has been published on مارلیک | اخبار و تازه های استخدامی
New Post has been published on http://job.marlik.ir/news/%da%a9%d8%a7%d8%b1-%d8%af%d8%b1-%d8%ae%d8%a7%d9%86%d9%87-%d9%85%d8%a7%d9%87%d8%a7%d9%86%d9%87-900%d8%8c000-%d8%aa%d9%88%d9%85%d8%a7%d9%86-%d8%ad%d8%aa%d9%85%d8%a7-%d8%ad%d8%aa%d9%85%d8%a7-%d8%a8%d8%ae/
کار در خانه-ماهانه 900،000 تومان-حتما حتما بخونید
سلام دوستان بنده راه های کسب درآمد از اینترنت رو براتون توی 5تا فایل pdf آماده کردم که هر کدوم هم حجمش میانگین 1 مگ هست و کلا 5 دقیقه وقت میخواد تا بخونید. شما فقط با روزی یک ساعت وقت گذاشتن میتونید به یک درآمد بالای 900 هزارتومان در ماه برسید. برای دریافت فایل های مذکور ابتدا به یوزرنیم تلگرام من یک پیام خالی بفرستید تا برای شما فایل های مربوطه را در کمتر از 12 ساعت ارسال کنم و بعد از دانلود و مطالعه، شروع به کار کنید. Lordofdeath@ موفق باشید
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lamathanka · 1 year
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Yamantaka (Slayer of Yama, the Lord of Death), Vajrabhairava personifies the victory of spiritual wisdom over death. This terrifying deity is a cosmic emanation of Manjushri, the bodhisattva of wisdom, whose serene face emerges from Yamantaka's crown.
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#vajrabhairava #yamantaka #lordofdeath #manjushri #bodhisattva #wisdom #wrath #thangka #thankapainting #lamathankapaintingschool #dharma #vajrayana #buddhism #sacred #art #himalayan #traditional #tantra #buffalohead #himalayanart #gelug #sadhana #visualization #enlightened #meditation #dhamma #mindfullness
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