lb_lee: A skeleton wearing a crown of blooming roses (the bony lady)
Soul Composting
Summary: “In many cultures, both ancient and modern, three types of dead are almost always presumed to be dangerously restless: those who have no received funeral rites (ataphoi), the untimely or prematurely dead (aōroi), and those who have died violently (biaiothanatoi). The reason that ataphoi are restless seems fairly obvious: no longer among the living, they are not yet in their proper place within the realm of the dead either; they linger at the border in between or move back and forth without peace. The remedy for problems caused by this sort of dead seems obvious as well: performance of proper funeral rites usually does the trick. Both the problems and the remedies connected with the violently dead and the untimely dead are more complex, however..." --Johnston's Restless Dead: Encounters between the Living and the Dead in Ancient Greece, pg. 127
Series: Essay
Word Count: 3000 words
Notes: This personal essay won the LiberaPay/Patreon poll this month! It’s about our personal inner workings, death-cycle, and religious practice, and it is written in spiritual terms more than psychological. (If you prefer a psychological discussion of similar territory, see our Memory Work Essays.) It is not intended to be a guide or of general use, though if you do find it helpful, that’s great. Please do not make this into a Star-Bellied Sneetches thing, for the love of all that is dead and holy. Be aware, this essay is about death and heartbreak, and includes some of the writing/art our ghosts have made, which you may find intense! This essay also owes a debt to Yes to Life: In Spite of Everything, by Viktor Frankl.


In LB land, being dead and being a ghost aren’t the same. All ghosts are dead, but not all dead people become ghosts.

Death! )
lb_lee: A skeleton wearing a crown of blooming roses (the bony lady)
So, Johnston's Restless Dead: Encounters between the Living and the Dead in Ancient Greece opens with the following story:

Ah, ancient Greece, the cradle of Western civilization, when men were men and ghosts weren't frightened. )
lb_lee: Sneak smiling (sneak)
 Sneak: last night I laid out two humane mousetraps, and this morning one had caught a mouse!

It was already dead. :( There were no signs of mess or panic chewing, and it was still on its feet with its eyes open, so best I can figure the poor thing scared itself to death. (Biff says maybe it just had a freak mouse heart attack or something.) I took it to a quiet little corner of park so that it could rest easy and be returned to the ecosystem without fuss. I will keep an eye on its decay process and if no scavengers get it, perhaps I can procure a mouse skull.

Regardless, at least the traps are working!

RIP mouse.
lb_lee: A skeleton wearing a crown of blooming roses (the bony lady)
I have on my wall a poem, which I found among some ridiculously fancy graphic design/typography/fancy paper samples in a free box. My copy titles it "In Time of Pestilence," but it more commonly known as "A Litany in Time of Plague," part of a larger play by Thomas Nashe called Summer's Last Will and Testament. Read more... )

SPX booty!

Sep. 12th, 2023 03:52 pm
lb_lee: A colored pencil drawing of Raige's freckled hand holding a hot pink paperback entitled the Princess and Her Monster (book)
Now for the fun SPX post: BOOOOOOOOKS!

Books books books boooooooks )
lb_lee: Sneak smiling (sneak)
Sneak: On Wednesday, we took advantage of the cheap rail tickets to go on an adventure (day trip) to Salem, MA with [personal profile] sinistmer ! We did a lot of fun things, and we visited two old cemeteries. One, which had the memorial to witch hunt victims, was crammed with people and watched like hawks. You couldn't touch anything or leave the officially sanctioned paths. The second graveyard, even though it was only a few blocks away, was totally deserted; only two people wandered in the whole time we were there, and they left pretty quickly. You could go anywhere, touch anything, so us and Sinistmer climbed a really cool tree and had fun looking at all the old epitaphs!

Silence Hobart and the business of life )
lb_lee: A skeleton wearing a crown of blooming roses (the bony lady)
Mori: randomly found a large (4.5, 5 inch) raccoon skull today, clearly accidentally dropped by a human. It had already been cleaned, though incompetently and over-hastily. (There are chisel marks and damage in multiple places; I originally thought the poor ringtail died in a car accident and been skidded across asphalt hard enough to scrape bone away, but the chisel marks are in all sorts of places and directions, including the roof of the mouth, so I think what happened is someone got overzealous in defleshing.) Despite that damage and a lack of almost all teeth, it's a handsome skull!

I'm going to maybe try bleaching it with H2O2 with my rabbit skull, to get it nice and white. May upload ref photos of both at multiple angles when Internet properly set up, since it's hard to get photos of skulls at more than one angle.
lb_lee: A happy little brain with a bandage on it, enclosed within a circle with the words LB Lee. (Default)
Mori: Okay, I disappeared down a rabbit hole the past few days, so now I'm going to tell y'all about this radical queer anarchist group I learned about and the zine that got me here. It gets long, guys! (Content warnings for death, suicide, religion, anarchism, jail, and violence talk. Also mention of anti-Chinese racism and lynching from the 1800s.)

Circulate through whatever worlds will have us. Jailbreak the rest. )

Skulls!

Nov. 4th, 2022 12:29 pm
lb_lee: Sneak smiling (sneak)
 Sneak: I have scavenged a rat and a rabbit skull! The bones are mostly clean, and one of my goals will be to complete the process and bleach them for inside! @_@ It will be a good experiment, and one I can do even though we're still recovering; it takes time, rather than effort!

I am very pleased. It is hard to find intact skulls!
lb_lee: A skeleton wearing a crown of blooming roses (the bony lady)
Sooooo... there's this 1849 comic book from Germany about how foolish the peasants are for trying to revolt and get the vote and democracy. To express just how wrongheaded these foolish peasants are, the artist, Alfred Rethel, depicts Death as the head of the revolution.

The results are great, but they aren't supposed to be. Glancing anti-Semitism and ableism behind the cut. )

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