Tiffany

Hello moonrise opposite the sunset.

Get some magic. 🔮 Practical Magic 2. In theaters September. @warnerbros

@Cosmic_Mystery0 @ObserveByProxy7 @coralk_ Beautiful 😍

@ObserveByProxy7 @Starlit_forest @coralk_ 👆 If this hasn't crossed your feed, you gotta check this out. 🥰🌕🌎

😍 Moon Joy, Earth Joy

Read the book of Enoch.

A walk in nature reduces rumination & brain activity in an area linked to mental illness. This effect was not seen with a walk in a city.

🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨 Somewhere out there, someone knows where Kylee is — and every share could be the one that brings her home. — Kylee Marie Martin, 15 | Matthews, North Carolina Kylee Marie Martin, 15 years old, was last seen on April 7, 2026, in Matthews, North Carolina. Three days have passed, and she has not been found. • Missing From: Matthews, NC • Date Missing: April 7, 2026 • Physical Description: Female, approximately 15 years of age • NCMEC Case: 2083605 If you have seen Kylee or have any information on her whereabouts, please contact the Charlotte-Mecklenburg Police Department at (704) 336-7600 or the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children at 1-800-THE-LOST (1-800-843-5678). You do not have to give your name. "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord — plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." — Jeremiah 29:11 Kylee, you are seen. You are prayed for. You are not forgotten. ❤️🙏 *Every time someone passes this along, the search for Kylee grows wider — please put her face in front of someone who knows.*

BREAKING NEWS: Trump admits 'serious stuff' behind 10 missing scientists and sets deadline for investigation

NEW: Some of America’s top scientists and military officials linked to our nation’s “CRITICAL SECRETS” have gone missing or mysteriously died – with some allegedly tied to UFO research. @Brooketaylortv reports | @AmericaNewsroom

@HumanityChad 💔😭🫂

Okay this made me tear up 😭😭 A mother’s love never fades, even when her child is no longer physically here. Sometimes, the signs and moments that feel like they come out of nowhere are reminders that we’re never truly alone.

@crazyclips_ I’d already thought about this. Bedsheet. Roll em up like a burrito. Get to draggin’ Might not be elegant but it’s better than becoming BBQ haha

this counts as a body btw

I spent 25 years in spiritual exodus. Started in new age, then to deep witchcraft, conjure, and the occult. I was ordained to the highest level of priesthood in an ancient indigenous African religion. I was a professional astrologer, medium, and conjurewoman. I was known and respected. I taught classes. I studied under the most esteemed elders in every field. It. Was. My. Whole. Life. A few years ago, I felt things changing. Not only in the secular world, but the spiritual. Things were getting darker. Positive work wasn't sustainable. It wasn't lasting. Protective work was less effective, increasingly. Not just for me... for everyone. The people were changing--they were becoming more hostile, tribal, suspicious, losing all judgement and restraint. The spirits were changing--they weren't playing by rules which were widely seen to be foundational, unbreakable, and thus relied on for "safety." It was as if positive spirits were showing their duplicity, and negative spirits were getting stronger. I began telling people who came to me for advice that if there was any way for them to be Christian... that's what they needed to do. That they would be safe there. Because, despite all the knowledge I had gained over those years... everything stopped working. Except for one thing. I'd only reach for it as a last stitch effort. Because I was so invested in it NOT being the only true way. That was the name of Jesus Christ. I am not going to tell you that the things I did were fake. They weren't. Those spirits? They're real. They're powerful. They're out there. But... they are not what they claim to be. And we have no way of discerning their intentions, their capabilities, or their lies from truths (yes, they can tell both). They don't answer to us. They don't fear us. They don't obey us. There's only one thing they responded to, every time. Only Jesus. So I started sending people to Him. I thought it was too late for me. That I was too far gone. That I had forfeited my right to return. That I was... unredeemable. I was wrong. I searched all over this world, and the next, trying to prove that there was another way. Take my word for it... there is not. Only Jesus, my friends. Only Jesus.

@uncannysignals *breathe*

hot take: your friends SHOULD call you out on your shitty behavior.

@FrancMilburn Thank you. She was precious to me. And like all precious things or people in my life they tend to disappear. It’s almost enough to keep me from being close to anyone ever again.

@Starlit_forest You showed your love for her. Wherever she is, she'll know. You lot do fantastic work helping people nearing the end of life and about to start something new 🫡🇺🇲🐈😺

I went to my coworker’s funeral. Cried over her. Cried with other coworkers. Tried not to look like an idiot because it affected me that deeply. It wasn’t the first time I’d witnessed death. Hardly. We worked in hospice. At different points over the weeks and months - especially around the holidays - I would think about her. She helped me wrap gifts for our hospice patients. I even convinced this silly woman to dress up with me like an elf and take pictures. She always sat with me and took the time to help explain things. I think she reminded me of my grandmother - though I’m sure she’d have been offended by that comparison lol. It was a compliment, I promise. She had been diagnosed with CML but had been given 10 or more years with treatment. She wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. I remember hearing her cough a few days at work. It was right when COVID was starting to hit our area. 💔 I told her I was running to Panera and asked if I could grab her some soup. I never even got the chance to sit down and eat lunch with her - I had to go out into the field. It would be the last time I ever spoke to her. And I still can’t stop thinking about her. When people touch you like that - they stay with you. Know where you’re loved and where you’re valued. Life is too short to waste on people who couldn’t care less if you died tomorrow.

😂🍿 the audacity.

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