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vampirecorleone · 6 months
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Horrorween Day 02 / 31 - The Pyramid (2014) dir. Gregory Levasseur: "This pyramid, unlike any structure other I've ever encountered, seems to have been built with the express purpose of keeping whatever is inside from escaping. If you come down here... bring guns."
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kingxfmischief · 4 months
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[Filmmakers, pro tip. If you're going to do a "Found footage" movie, marketed as found footage, and shown almost entirely as found footage for like the first 20 minutes, KEEP IT FOUND FOOTAGE.
I know most of this movie is found footage but as it goes on, more and more of the perspective is from an "out of universe" camera and it's just...disappointing??? No one wants half assed found footage. It'd be one thing if there's one segment that's found footage and the rest is entirely regular footage, or something in universe is found footage (isn't that how the show Archive 81 is? the main story is out of universe but the videos watched are found footage? that's fine).
But like...not this weird mashup. No one wants this. It annoys found footage fans and people that don't like found footage aren't gonna be more likely to watch for the bits that aren't found footage.]
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Something something, Calus reaching his hand out to "grab" the sun, Eramis reaching out for the pyramid and then gripping the shard, Savathûn "holding" the Traveler in her palm, something something, parallels, something something, reaching your d e s t i n y
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abwatt · 3 months
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Sun in Capricorn II (Hygeia)
Use the next two days to wash yourself well, and establish some standards for cleanliness... but remember not to wash on New Year's Day, so you don't clean away your incoming good luck!
The Sun enters the decan of Capricorn II on December 31, 2023 at 6:06 pm EST. Austin Coppock named this decan The Pyramid for its role and feel in oppressive and challenging systems, while T. Susan Chang named it Time and Materials, paralleling the Golden Dawn’s name for the Tarot card associated with this season, the Lord of Work — the three of pentacles. The Sun will be here until January 10,…
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“Why can’t you see, we do not have the same life ?„
Meet Hiyga ! She’s an oc of mine :3
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*Credits.
Hiyga belongs to me !
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*Info.
- She’s part of a group of robbers
- She was raised in that group, has almost never got out of the place they’re usually in-
- Once was gifted stolen jewels of Ankh’s symbol, decided to paint it black and turns it upside down for earrings !
- sings very well, and knows a few lullaby from..
- she baby
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old-testament-bitch · 5 months
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okay…that movie the pyramid from 2014 was god awful in the best way but there aren’t enough reddit theories analyzing it’s myriad loose threads by a long shot. the SETI mention, the beacon sent out by shorty the robot, the “live among the stars after death” thing and Nora’s star necklace, the infection, the cats attacking Anubis at the end. or maybe the film was just entirely satirical and all of the loose threads are a gag idk.
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retrocgads · 1 year
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UK 1985
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spockvarietyhour · 1 year
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔶𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔡 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔞𝔦𝔲𝔰 ℭ𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔲𝔰, 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞 𝔖𝔞𝔫 𝔓𝔞𝔬𝔩𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔄𝔡𝔧𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 ℜ𝔬𝔞𝔡   𝔠𝔞. յԴՏՏ.
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crookshanks23 · 1 year
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Season 1, Episode 5: The Lord of Chaos Pt. III
Favorite quote: As I was taking notes on this one, there were so many...
Will:"I hope that Anthony had some elaborate backstory for this snake... And Matt's just like, 'See ya!'" Anthony: " Little of column A, Little of Column B"
Anthony: "Quickly just giving Boreanaz more health..." Matt: "And he's got a snake friend!"
Will: "I crit a kid!"
Favorite moment: So many. This is such a funny, crucial episode to the rest of the story. Everything about Chekhov's Snake. Ron's moment with the frogs is great. Freddie coming up with the mechanics for the Nunchucks and then immediately nutting himself. The moment Daryll chucks the beans. The drama and ridiculousness of this pyramid that suddenly appears and creates chaos that is both funny, but also has real stakes.
General thoughts:
I had forgotten about the intro to this one. But it's a really fun TV parody opening. As I mentioned above, a lot of things get set up in this episode that matter later, which I think is great. It makes the world ultimately feel fleshed out. Like the actions of the dad's affect more than just them. And it is interesting that the Lark and Sparrow getting hurt moments don't have more weight. If it had happened later in the show, I think there would have been more drama. But they keep it mostly light. I think it does a bit of a disservice to Henry, who has to watch his kids get stabbed and buried by a pyramid, but I get it. They were only 5 episodes into this thing. And it is a comedy podcast after all...
The bag of beans is also a wonderful reminder that this story has an element of chance. This is not a bunch of writers sitting down and deciding the fates of some characters. There is an element of that, yes. But the dice help tell the story. And that's how you get this beautiful, crazy moment. Some of the best moments in this show happen because of the dice, and that's what's so fun about D&D.
Ultimately, this is a great episode. And now off to find Nick...
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crumbargento · 2 years
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The Pyramid - Vesperalia - 2019 (short film)
https://vimeo.com/310246706
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optimalmongoose4 · 9 months
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Thumper doodle because I love this game so much
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arcticdementor · 2 years
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Guided by the Haggadah, or Passover text—one of the most popular Jewish books ever written—Seder participants are led along in a series of prayers, texts, and activities. We talk and talk and talk about the miracle of liberation; we parse the details of its unfolding, enumerating the many miracles involved; we go over whether we are supposed to commemorate the blessing of freedom only in this life or also in the next one; we assert in words and song the gratitude we feel for being the lucky descendants of those who escaped from slavery.
One thing we do not generally discuss, however, are the Jews who didn’t leave
Wait—what? The Jews went out of Egypt how? What does “chamushim” mean? It is generally translated as “armed,” but nearly all commentaries note that its definition is, in fact, uncertain.
Into this breach arrives the legendary medieval Torah commentator Rashi, with a startling assertion. After acknowledging the “armed” option, Rashi offers, with casual sangfroid, another idea: That “chamushim” relates to the Hebrew word for five, and the text should be understood to be saying that only one-fifth of the Jewish people chose to leave Egypt.
What happened to those who stayed? Nothing good. “There were among Israel of that generation wicked individuals who did not wish to depart Egypt and they died during the three days of gloom,” Rashi continues.
Rashi’s contemporary, Ibn Ezra, was positively outraged by this interpretation, calling it “a sick evil.” But Shemot Rabbah finds Rashi’s explanation perfectly reasonable, and even adds to it: “There were sinners among the Jews who had Egyptian patrons, and they had wealth and honor there, [so] they didn’t want to leave.” In other words, they liked the good life in Egypt.
This, of course, flies in the face of what is commonly understood to be the definition of slavery. Jews who stayed behind were not inexplicably choosing a life of torture; they simply did not want to give up on the comforts of the life they knew. In the later words of Rav Yehuda Henkin, they were “disinclined to trade flesh-pots for freedom.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about these Jews lately.
I think about them when people refuse to accept that beloved blue-chip organizations—the ACLU, the ADL, Human Rights Watch, Amnesty International—no longer fight for their own founding values.
I think of them when I see people’s language change on a dime, and in lockstep: systemic racism, gaslighting, victim-blaming, platforming, deplatforming. And when I see people with previously solid moral compasses lose their footing in the face of this or that hysteria du jour—suddenly incapable of saying clearly “this is wrong” (or “this isn’t wrong”), regardless of how emotionally it is positioned by a collectivist swarm.
I think about these people, about the moral imagination needed to take risks, to leave old worlds and build new ones; about the confidence required to believe that it is you who makes a given institution or cause or idea legitimate and special, and not the other way around; about the bravery and faith needed to withstand the loneliness of the desert of outsiderness before getting to the Israel of a new life. I think about all of this, and suddenly Rashi’s insight becomes less mysterious.
In 2017, I was one of the few among my friends who didn’t attend the Women’s March. I recognized the legitimacy and even urgency of the cause, but I had concerns about the movement and its leaders. When I asked questions or noted inconsistencies, clear answers were never forthcoming. Instead, my impulse to examine and weigh evidence was suddenly considered suspect. I was sneered at, if not openly attacked: Was I against empowering women? Against the elevation of women of color? In favor of rape?
Once the answers were finally uncovered—showing the march to have been mired in financial mismanagement, to say nothing of the antisemitism espoused by its founders—some of the same people who questioned my allegiance to my own sex, or my politics, or whatever else they suspected, confessed to being shocked that they were putting money in Louis Farrakhan’s pockets while funding an organization that badly damaged the cause they meant to support.
When Tablet defended the Satmar community’s response to draconian COVID policies, including their insistence on sending their children to school or their commonsense inquiry into why one would close playgrounds—forcing people to stay indoors, often in close quarters, during an airborne pandemic—our writers were called medieval science-deniers. When people asked questions about mask mandates and vaccine passports, they were smeared as anti-vaxxers and right-wingers—even when they were obviously nothing of the sort.
In an age of uncertainty, it feels good to cast the habit of questioning aside and embrace the idea that the cautious weighing of evidence is unnecessary. Your side walks in light. The other side dwells in darkness. And indeed, there is nothing wrong with fighting racism, wherever you find it. Fighting for equal rights for people of any gender, orientation, or sexual preference is good. Promoting public policies that bring safety and security, and clear air and clean water, and needed medicine and economic opportunity to more people is a noble aim. Protecting the environment is also good. There is nothing wrong with opposing Vladimir Putin’s brutal invasion of Ukraine.
What is wrong, as I now see it, is that none of this activism results in making anyone’s lives better. The Women’s March collapsed under the weight of the very sorts of problems raised by its few early skeptics. Time’s Up has been mired in one scandal after another. Barely a year and a half after garnering an Emmy, a $5 million book deal, and an army of “Cuomosexual” fans online, the former governor of New York left office in disgrace. According to New York Magazine’s Sean Campbell, Black Lives Matter spent $6 million on a mansion for its leaders. The word “science” was used to shame those who wouldn’t fall in line and boost the profit margins of large pharmaceutical companies that had been, barely minutes before, justly infamous for lying to the public and profiteering off of illnesses that they often did little to heal—and even, as in the case of America’s recent opioid epidemic, caused.
The public campaigns that utilize these virtuous slogans on social media are political tools, wielded by people who are interested in corralling the public toward a variety of unrelated ends—including their own self-enrichment. If you’re wondering whether or not your favored cause is a radical effort to help those who are genuinely in need or powerless, there’s an easy way to find out:
Ask yourself why BlackRock—a corporation making it impossible for middle-class Americans to own homes—is draping itself in the language of social justice. Ask yourself why, in fact, so many corporations now all support the same roster of causes. Ask yourself how all channels of discourse in America suddenly flow in the same direction, making local and institutional and communal distinctions that were once defining seem vanishingly trivial. Why do all universities have the same politics and curricula and trigger warnings and quotas? Why must all hospitals and schools have them too? At what point does one accept that all of these causes and crises are related, that the closeness of their relationship to each other is quite strange?
A new and decadent power center has been built, made up of the federal government and a constellation of corporations and nonprofits that operate as connected wings of the same sprawling complex. The people who control the key platforms and networks are aggregating power to themselves at the expense of everyone else. These people and the institutions they dominate are not interested in social justice, or any other kind of justice, except to the extent that they can be used as shields. They festoon their corporate headquarters with slogans about women’s rights, Black rights, and trans rights while hoovering up millions of jobs and billions of dollars that once belonged to small- and medium-sized American businesses and shipping it all to China. Through their networks of foundations and NGOs, they have emptied out America’s free press and turned most of it into a quasi-governmental political propaganda apparatus that is remarkably empty of meaningful information about how power works in America and why the quality of so many people’s lives keeps getting worse.
Different people have different words for this new monolithic reality, but everyone who isn’t either naive or craven knows that it exists. I envision it as a pyramid—one that contains the sum total of every slogan and brand name and source of prestige, acting and speaking in unison. To live in its shadow, to take one’s moral or political or social cues from the pyramid’s overseers, is not simply an act of idol worship; it’s a form of servitude.
Because if there is the pyramid, there is also a space emerging outside of it—a space increasingly populated by people who want to take back their right to question, who want to experiment and quarrel and even get things wrong sometimes but to do so according to their own consciences, and who are willing to sacrifice comfort and prestige for that freedom. The people who dwell here are not part of any political faction or ideological school—or rather, they are from all of them. Indeed, the operative distinction in the near term in American politics will not be between left and right, but between insider and outsider; between those incapable of leaving their fleshpots and those who would willingly face uncertainty and risk for the chance at a better world. Between the majority that stays and is swallowed up by history, and the minority that leaves and makes the future.
Whoever you are, if you are sitting around a Seder table this weekend, your ancestors were among those who opted not to serve the people who built the pyramids. They were people who chose to pursue the spark of the divine that makes us human, even if it meant being pursued by Pharaoh’s chariots and then enduring 40 years of uncertainty wandering in the desert. If it’s no surprise that most Jews preferred to stay in Egypt, this Passover let us celebrate the ones who left—by following their example.
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stellarskull · 1 year
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𝜪𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒆
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lashton-is-my-drug · 2 years
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May 19, 2022
During Take My Hand Tour, Ash and Luke take some time together to go sightseeing at The Pyramid of the Sun, while in Mexico. Ash makes an ig post and includes a slowed down video which includes Luke walking behind him wearing 10 Anniv of 5SOS merch.
What an amazing experience this must have been! The pyramid is so awesome!
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Link to ash’s ig post
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brontios-helm · 2 years
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Destiny 2: The Chill Sets In
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