fenharel-em-halam:

So myself and two best friends got matching tattoos that say Κύριε ἐλέησον. It’s pronounced Kyrie Eleison and in ancient Greek means “Lord have mercy.” It’s one of the oldest Christian liturgical prayers and features in the Bible, and when Christianity became Latinised, it as one of the only surviving Greek prayers.

Just for fun I plugged it into Google Translate to see what modern Greek thinks of it and

10/10 A+ tat so glad its marked on my skin forever, would tattoo again

What was your “different concept of what going west meant” when you first read it? (Mine was… well, my mom told me it was “the same as dying”, back when neither of us had read the silm, and I didn’t really believe it but it didn’t make me feel better, and I didn’t know anything about Aman so for some reason I’d decided that ME was the only worthwhile place to be and I really hated that the Elves were leaving and making it less “cool”)

vardasvapors:

I had zero contact with the movies when I read LOTR and also never asked anyone about it because uh….I guess I maybe thought everyone else in my family’s opinions were bullshit? idk. But anyway, my assumption wasn’t that it was like dying, when I was like 11, and for a period of years after that which I can’t remember now, I thought of going west as like, well I def imprinted on the Earendil Was A Mariner poem (though I skipped it a lot during re-reads) and on Galadriel’s quenya song, but I didn’t like….comprehend it as A Place that was Known and administrated by an organized Population and overseen by the Valar, because I never consciously Sought Out To Figure Out What The West Was, I just kinda assumed.

BUT I thought of it as like, stuff closer in tone to the things I keep quoting under my the tale of earendel tag. it meant an uncharted question mark off the edge of the map, various lands and presences among shadowy isles and unknown things like the sublime/non-horrible equivalent of the chasm gandalf and the balrog fell into. Like, the west being something that was defined more as “places overseas that were not middle earth” rather than “this place.” You had tiny glimpses of some of the things there that song and rumor told of – a white city, a Valhalla-ish golden hall of drinking and revelry, something about death and beren and luthien, a beautiful green country, and maybe if you searched far enough and in strange enough places, you could possibly even cross paths with Elbereth, a star-goddess thing – but the west as defined as not-middle-earth was uncomprehensive and uncohesive and certainly not overseen by anyone.

I kinda assumed (though not like, explicitly thought) that the reason it was A Thing in the book was because it was like….the place where there was still magic, and the reason the elves and Frodo and Bilbo and Gandalf were going there was because Middle Earth now Belonged To Humans/Dwarves/Hobbits and wasn’t really a Fantasy World anymore…? Something along those lines!

Anyway I liked my vague 11-year-old subconscious assumptions! They’re good imo. Tbh nowadays I still like to headcanon that, for the most part, outside of Tol Eressëa and Tirion and Alqualondë and Valimar, post-Akallabêth Aman HAS become more like the way 11-year-old me-imagined “the West,” over the course of the 6,000+ years that have passed, the huge change in the population makeup, and the cataclysmic fundamental restructuring that ensued during the Akallabêth.

microcosmicx:

The last time I was with my niece she was asking me what to draw, and I told her to draw various animals as potatoes. My favorite by far was the mythical and elegant potato unicorn, so I asked her to draw me one and mail it to me after I moved. Fast forward a few months and I get this beauty in the mail. It is the best thing I have ever seen.

natgeoyourshot:

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