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Medusa: The Woman They Couldn’t Break

Published December 12, 2025 by tindertender

Over and over and over again they proclaim themselves conquerors over Woman.

⚕️MEDUSA: The Woman They Couldn’t Break

They never tell you the real story of Medusa. They just show you the monster: snakes for hair, eyes that turn men to stone.

But they don’t tell you why she became that way.
They don’t want you to see yourself in her.

Medusa was once a beautiful, soft priestess. She served in Athena’s temple. She was pure, untouched, devoted to spirit.

Until one day, Poseidon, one of the gods, decided her body wasn’t hers. He took what he wanted. Violated her. Broke her. Stole her innocence.

That day, sweet Medusa realized her softness was a curse, her beauty a pawn for predatory males.

And the temple, the gods, the people… punished her. Accused her of seducing him. She was cursed. Not him.

From that moment on, she was cast out. Banished, demonized, transformed into something “ugly”. Not because she became evil,
but because she was no longer willing to play nice.

They called her dangerous because she wouldn’t let another man come close. Because she could now freeze them with a stare. Not out of vengeance, but as protection.

Because when you’ve been hunted enough times, your softness becomes a fortress.

Medusa became what the world forced her to be: not a monster, but a mirror.

She reveals the shadow in men. She exposes what they carry inside.

Those who approach her with fear or domination turn to stone.

Those who come in peace… simply turn away, unready to face themselves.

She is the face of the woman who has had enough.
Enough betrayal.
Enough abandonment.
Enough “be gentle, be kind, be forgiving” while being ripped apart.

She reminds us that when women are left to defend themselves, they become fire.
They become storm.
They become legend.

If you’ve been told you’re “too aggressive,” “too angry,” “too guarded”, maybe you’re just protecting the girl no one else protected.

Maybe it’s them, not you.

Medusa is not a villain. She is a survivor.
A symbol of feminine rage alchemized into power.
She is every woman who had to become her own shield.

In the age of the feminine rising, Medusa returns.
Not to punish but to warn.
To teach women that it’s okay to say never again.
To guard your sacred body.
To let your fury be holy.
To wear your scars like armor.

Dammit, Van Helsing!

Published September 26, 2025 by tindertender

Stop playing out there!!

The Black Horse

Published March 15, 2025 by tindertender

AI Overview

In the Book of Revelation, the black horse and its rider, often interpreted as famine, symbolize distress, calamity, and the scarcity of food, with the rider holding scales, signifying the rationing of essential goods. 

Here’s a more detailed explanation:

  • Biblical Context:The black horse appears in Revelation 6:5-6, where it is described as being ridden by someone holding scales, and a voice is heard saying “A quart of wheat for a denarius, and three quarts of barley for a denarius. And do not harm the oil and the wine”. 
  • Symbolism of Famine:The scales in the rider’s hand are a clear indication of famine, as they are used to measure and ration food during times of scarcity. 
  • Other Interpretations:While the primary interpretation is famine, some also see the black horse as representing the contrast between the rich and the poor, or the consequences of societal unrest and war. 
  • Other Meanings:In other contexts, “black horse” can also refer to a “dark horse” – a previously unknown person or thing that wins or succeeds unexpectedly. 
  • Examples:
    • In Washington Irving’s “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”, the Headless Horseman rides a black horse, adding to the story’s eerie atmosphere. 
    • In some cultures, black horses are associated with rituals and specific roles, such as being presented during ceremonies. 

A Shamanic Vision

https://shamandrummer.tumblr.com/post/688118841441714176/black-horse-symbolism

The next imagery that I saw was a galloping black horse. Black horses are messengers and carriers of positive, mysterious energy. Seeing a black horse in your meditation means there is an energy that is about to enter your life. This energy will have a positive effect on your life, though it may not be obvious at first. This energy can come into your life in a myriad of ways. It could be a person, a career change or an unexpected event. Actually, it could be anything. The key here is that the sequence of events that will be set into motion by this energy will have an overall positive effect. If you see a black horse, be on the lookout for something extraordinary on the horizon.

Black horses symbolize the ability to overcome obstacles and come out on the other side. It is also widely known to be a symbol for death. This does not always mean death in the literal sense; in this case it means leaving behind things which no longer serve you. The black steed symbolism is both death-defying and death-seeking. In other words, it is symbolic of death and rebirth. It signifies the closing of one door and the opening of another. It can also symbolize the need for you to take a leap of faith. Trust your intuition even if you can’t see the reason or the result. 

If a black horse appears in your life, you may need some reassurance that you are powerful enough to take on any challenge that comes your way. While many people hold on to things that no longer serve them out of fear, you must be brave enough to take the power and do what you need to do in order to come out on the other side. A black horse is an omen of powerful and courageous transformation. The notion of death and rebirth portends that the black horse will bring an end to things and relationships which no longer serve you. In doing this without fear or hesitation, the horse is transforming and creating a better version of you. 

Horse medicine teaches you to be true to your authentic self. Though you may be quite attached to your plans, ideas, self-image, social position, security and relationships, it is time to strip away old ideas and habits; eliminate the outmoded or worn out. Dive into the problem without thought of immediate gain or purpose. This is the end of an old cycle and the beginning of a new one. Now is the time for bold action.

Protected

Published December 3, 2024 by tindertender

By Old House Finding

I own a house that was built in 1653 on the east end of Long Island. When I bought the house 30+ years ago I was restoring the kitchen with its bee hive fireplace. I had to fixt the ceiling over the back door. I reached up and pull out a gentleman shoe. I know what it was when I pulled it out.

The area was settled by the English. Putting a shoe over the door would keep witches and evil spirit out of the house.

Last year I had a new ceder roof installed on the house. One day the contractor knocked on the back door and handed me a pair of woman shoes. He found them over the original front door. So I kept one to add to the man’s shoe in a cabinet.

I told him to put the other one back to keep the house protected for another 300 years.

Meditate with Batman

Published January 8, 2024 by tindertender

The wildest thing happened awhile back.

A man was sitting with back against a sign post at an intersection. He was wearing a Batman mask, a half faced mask. Sitting there, he was resting his wrists on knees, head tilted back in what appeared to be meditation. He had no sign. Passing, I saw his beard was salt and pepper, well trimmed. It freaked me out a little, what with white hats and black hats and talk of Batman and who knows what.

Today, I went through the same intersection. As I slowly approached the intersection I saw a man wearing a Batman mask. He was furiously whittling on a walking stick, taking the bark off or something. As I approached, I rolled down the window. He walked over and I handed him a tuna/cracker combo pack and told him I liked his mask. His beard was yellowed, matted even. He was high spirited (not stoned). He thanked me happily, wished me a happy new year as I drove off.

I sit here, wondering about the first man I saw. Can I trust my own vision? 🧐😳🤔😉

Perhaps the first vision was my shape-shifting guardian Angel.

One can dream. 💯🥰💥

One can build this into one’s personal reality. And this, I choose to do.

Blessings.

Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintence ~ Robert M. Pirsig

Published February 26, 2023 by tindertender

The term logos, the root word of “logic,” refers to the sum total of our rational understanding of the world. Mythos is the sum total of the early historic and prehistoric myths which preceded the logos. The mythos includes not only the Greek myths but the Old Testament, the Vedic Hymns and the early legends of all cultures which have contributed to our present world understanding. —

The mythos-over-logos argument points to the fact that each child is born as ignorant as any caveman. What keeps the world from reverting to the Neanderthal with each generation is the continuing, ongoing mythos, transformed into logos but still mythos, the huge body of common knowledge that unites our minds as cells are united in the body of man. To feel that one is not so united, that one can accept or discard this mythos as one pleases, is not to understand what the mythos is. —

There is only one kind of person, Phædrus said, who accepts or rejects the mythos in which he lives. And the definition of that person, when he has rejected the mythos, Phædrus said, is “insane.” To go outside the mythos is to become insane. —

Quality! Virtue! Dharma! That is what the Sophists were teaching! Not ethical relativism. Not pristine “virtue.” But areté. Excellence. Dharma! Before the Church of Reason. Before substance. Before form. Before mind and matter. Before dialectic itself. Quality had been absolute. Those first teachers of the Western world were teaching Quality, and the medium they had chosen was that of rhetoric. He has been doing it right all along. —

And the bones of the Sophists long ago turned to dust and what they said turned to dust with them and the dust was buried under the rubble of declining Athens through its fall and Macedonia through its decline and fall. Through the decline and death of ancient Rome and Byzantium and the Ottoman Empire and the modern states…buried so deep and with such ceremoniousness and such unction and such evil that only a madman centuries later could discover the clues needed to uncover them, and see with horror what had been done. —

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The Difference Between Fallen Angels and Demons

Published December 3, 2022 by tindertender

A few hi lights from the above videos:

Fallen angels can materialize at will and are much more powerful than demons. They don’t die and can mate and have children.

Fallen angels chose to leave their first estate and violate humans, interbreeding hibreds.

Hibreds were known as nephilim, demons are the disembodied hibreds.

The hibreds die, unlike the fallen angels, but they live longer than humans, as humans are injected with disease, kept in addictive phases, and their energies are harvested so not only are they poisoned until they die, they are operating at a fraction of their Source energy, Life Force.

Demons need to “get in” a body, that’s why alcohol is legal. During the stages of inebriation, the safety shield of the auric fields weaken and allows entry. Black outs? Nah, that’s just you being kicked aside for awhile while a demon uses your body for a good time.

Law makers (politicians/ dark magicians) have made deals with demons for power, they sold folks out, as they enticed youth into alcoholism and other drug addictions from a young age. By the time they are adults, many are so deep into habitual patterns of self abuse … it’s really sad.

Humans, in their ignorance, don’t know of these “deals” made at their expense. These “rulers” think humans are stupid because they just go along with whatever they say, dark magic “deals with demons” have proven to be quite effective at hypnotizing the masses into lethargy, apathy and compliance.

Chimera of Arezzo | V century BC e.

Published December 3, 2022 by tindertender

Written by @AndTartary

Chimera was a three-headed creature which ravaged the countryside of Lykia (Lycia) in Anatolia. It was a bizarre fire-breathing creature with the body and head of a lion, a goat’s head rising from its back, the udders of a goat, and a serpent for a tail.

The hero Bellerophon was commanded by King Iobates to slay the beast. He rode into battle on the back of the winged horse Pegasos and drove a lead-tipped lance into its flaming throat, choking the beast on molten metal.

War Lenses

Published October 25, 2022 by tindertender

Forest People

Published February 23, 2022 by tindertender

The forest people go by many names. Here is the more common name used among the Cherokee people, and the origin of the name.

Tsul ‘Kalu [pronounced Sool Kaloo] (the slant-eyed or sloping giant), is a legendary figure of Cherokee mythology who plays the role of “the great lord of the game”, and as such is frequently invoked in hunting rites and rituals.

The tale is one of the best known Cherokee legends and was recorded by Europeans as early as 1823, often using the spelling, Tuli cula. The name Tsul ‘Kalu means literally “he has them slanting/sloping”, being understood to refer to his eyes, although the word eye (akta, plural dikta) is not a part of it. In the plural form it is also the name of a traditional race of giants in the far west

He is said to dwell in a place called Tsunegun’yi. The words Tsul and Tsune and their variations appear in a number of Cherokee place names throughout the Southeastern United States, especially in western North Carolina and eastern Tennessee.

Tsul`kälû’ Tsunegûñ’yï is a 100-acre (40 ha) patch on a slope of the mountain Tanasee Bald in Jackson County, North Carolina, on the ridge upon which the boundari of Haywood, Jackson, and Transylvania Counties converge. It is believed Tsul ‘Kalu was responsible for clearing the spot for his residence. The name is sometimes corrupted by Europeans to Jutaculla; consequently the area is also known as the “Jutaculla Old Fields”. There is also a large slab of soapstone called “Jutaculla Rock” nearby, which is covered with strange scratches and carvings. These markings are said to have been made by the giant when he would jump from his home on the mountain to the creek below.

Another place associated with Tsul ‘Kalu, Tsula’sinun’yi (literally “where the footprint is”), is located on the Tuckasegee River, about a mile above Deep Creek in Swain County, North Carolina. Impressions said to have been the footprints of the giant Tsul`kälû’ and a deer were found on a rock which was destroyed during railroad building.