Stephanie Cianfriglia / Sapphire Crimson Claw / Yarrow Brown / the-ghost-fucker / transmascdruid / anarchoenby77 / darktwistedpussy / Druid of Endicot - Xe/xyr ghost-fucker, womb wizard, hand sanitizer sommelier, trans-boomer, violently abuses her elderly parents, has sexual fantasies about raping children

(I’m firmly in the camp litter trays belong in the bathroom).
Laundry room litterbox is also a great setup, if your home supports it. I've seen houses with kitty doors in the laundry room door, so the cats can't be shut out of their bathroom.

There's nothing like having a bathroom litterbox and a social cat. You can't ever fully shut the bathroom door, because when you sit down to pee, the cat wants to be there. The cat wants to pee in their litterbox at the exact same time you pee in the toilet, making eye contact the whole time. It's the worst and I love it.

(No wonder pooners don't understand male urinal dynamics.)
 
It's shaman day!
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As promised, here’s a quick breakdown of what transpired with the shaman I visited.

Ruth of RARARA Integrative Shamanic Bodywork was very professional and cordial. I asked her about her traditional path, and she informed me that she studied under a Q’ero (Peruvian) shaman. She used to do journey work, now she focuses solely on energetic healing. She asked me about what brought me there today, and I informed her that I was there at the behest of another shaman. Furthermore, an aura reader had told me that I had a potential attachment.

Ruth went about examining my energetic field, and then used sound via a drum, a rattle, and a singing bowl to break up blockages. I basically lay on a massage table for a little over an hour as she did her work. It was a humbling experience, as it reminded me that I still have a long way to go in my own tradition before I can take up such work. I also believe that someone came, as I received one of my usual bird omens during the session. (Apparently they nest outside the studio window.)

I was told that I have to connect more with my male ancestral line. I was recommended to make an offering (in my tradition, this is called a blót ) to my ancestors. I was also given a tincture of plant essences.

Consulting with my Cousin Dan, who is very knowledgeable about my biological father’s side of the family, I think I know what to do now. I will incorporate this blót in with my ritual for the Summer Solstice.
Lol at the image of a woman banging a drum around Staph laid out on a massage table for an hour. She got ripped off.
'My Cousin Dan' ? 🤔

Edit to add a post from RARARA's Facebook.
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But, this rabbit hole… I was curious about her general information.
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Conversing with PYP, Larson is her biological father’s name. This is, obviously, not him given he is actively posting— so he must be some sort of relative, perhaps her uncle? This is his website.

We now know who Dan is to her! Cousin confirmed.

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also those fucking rates, to just lay on a table… absolute racket

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”my tradition”
you’re from New York???????

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https://www.facebook.com/ruth.horowitz.96
https://www.instagram.com/ruth_horowitz
this is who ripped her off provided the service
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I don’t know what I was picturing, but it wasn’t this exactly

lmao please look at her photos
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gonna go pour bleach into my eyes now
 
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There's nothing like having a bathroom litterbox and a social cat. You can't ever fully shut the bathroom door, because when you sit down to pee, the cat wants to be there. The cat wants to pee in their litterbox at the exact same time you pee in the toilet, making eye contact the whole time. It's the worst and I love it.

Gotta have each other’s back!

"Hands on" implies that there's going to be at least some physical massage involved, but I agree, it's ridiculous.

Her energy’s getting massaged, at the very least.
 
lmao please look at her photos
I don't care for these as art pieces, but in execution they're miles ahead of Stephanie's fingerpainted patches.

People are paying actual US dollars to have her chant at them, she has good posture and bright eyes and knows how to dress if you want people to tell from across the room that you're a kooky witchy type.

Other than pounds on the hoof, there is no measurement by which Ruth Horowitz does not beat Stephanie.
 
I don't care for these as art pieces, but in execution they're miles ahead of Stephanie's fingerpainted patches.

People are paying actual US dollars to have her chant at them, she has good posture and bright eyes and knows how to dress if you want people to tell from across the room that you're a kooky witchy type.

Other than pounds on the hoof, there is no measurement by which Ruth Horowitz does not beat Stephanie.
I hate to say there is technique and the fact I can easily tell what’s a vulva or penis… speaks for itself. It’s a damn guessing game with Staph.

I just don’t like that there’s… so many genitals… but execution, yes, it’s fine. You know what they are. They’re… uh… interesting. But it’s better than whatever shit Staph puts out with her no effort skills.

And honestly, if I could get $70+/h for doing nothing but being a weirdo, sign me up. Just something something “fulfilling and respected career choice” on my end, I guess...
 
I just don’t like that there’s… so many genitals… but execution, yes, it’s fine. You know what they are. They’re… uh… interesting. But it’s better than whatever shit Staph puts out with her no effort skills.
Yeah, this is very by-the-book, "what's edgy and/or wacky? genitals! with fake jewels on them!" But I bet Ruth here's gold-painted wiener plaques have sawtooth hangers embedded securely in the back, so she can hang them up at the consignment store/Saturday Market/Etsy listing. Some of them are photographed up on walls. Stephanie just knows she's the hottest ever, so there's no thought at all to making things useful for a hypothetical buyer. No hemming, no margins, no time spent making sure a patch is even legible; it's really difficult for Stephanie to see things through anyone else's perspective. Imagine being stuck in your five-year-old "that's great, honey, what is it?" phase, forever.

And honestly, if I could get $70+/h for doing nothing but being a weirdo, sign me up. Just something something “fulfilling and respected career choice” on my end, I guess...
The marks can tell if your heart's not in it. It's like that joke about the engineer who was asked for an itemized bill and charged $1 for tightening the bolt, $999 for knowing which bolt to tighten. In order to make $70 an hour woo-ing around with crystals, you have to put in all those unpaid hours of blogposts, weird photosets and networking.

Stephanie can't be bothered to find volunteer staff for her NGO, or move it beyond a Facebook page and an occasional folding table. If she ever hangs out her shingle as a supernatural consultant, she's going to put up one ad somewhere and sit back and wait for the clients to come. It'll be even less active than her horrible forays into "sex work." Even if you're really, really good artist/camwhore/guru, you don't get to sit back and wait. Gotta engage people, stay on-brand, keep plugging (not like that) and have a reliable output.

I guess what I respect is work ethic, even if they're working hard into making it as a deluded weirdo.
 
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Even with confirmed Swedish ancestry through her bio-dad, her LARP is still ridiculous because for one, she's 4 generations USian and any Swedish traditions her bio family might have had were likely lost to the mists of time, and she'd also have to go back many centuries to find an ancestor who followed the Norse gods and once you get past a certain point in time it can be hard to find records.

Presumably she claims Irish through her bio mum? There could be an Irish-American who settled in NY somewhere on that side of the family, but almost definitely Catholic rather than pagan. Would certainly explain her mother's drinking problem, however.
 
So, I knew someone years ago with POCD. This person was TERRIFIED of being in any room containing a child, even in group settings. It made the person extremely anxious and depressed.

This person was RELIEVED when they got a partner of their own age as it was the first proof their brain accepted that they were, in fact, not actually interested in kids. We CELEBRATED.

If Staph had "incest ocd" she wouldn't be inviting her dad to her apartment to do chores because she'd be mortifyingly afraid she would act inappropriately to him. If she had "zoo ocd" the LAST thing she would do is harass a billion shelters while living in a residence that doesn't even allow pets -- she'd be taking comfort in knowing she could lean on that policy to never have an animal alone with her.

Shut the fuck up yarbles, this shit ruins people's lives.

Edit: she didn't accuse her dad of doing it, she accused herself of thinking "what if i had been abused that would suck huh" random messed up thoughts and declared that Actual Rape because she thought too hard about it

She's the kind of bitch who gets legit mad at you for something that happened in a dream
 
In case anyone hasn't heard of it, POCD, pedophilia obsessive compulsive, is a particular line in OCD where, as it's about the absolute worst thing they can possibly think of to be - people freaking out thinking that they are a pedophile.
Testing themselves by thinking things through, having horrible intrusive thoughts, thinking they should kill themlves.

But the bottom line is it comes about because it's the worst thing they can think of. As in, the opposite of what staph thinks.
She is of course just changing ehr story up for attention, but it she has any type of anxiety at all, it's because she is attracted to abuse, but is such a narcissist that she needs everyone to admire her, knows people hate pedos etc, and hates that they hate her.
It's why she spends so much time wrestling between needing to be a super special "non rose zoo" to get attention and plaudits on one side, and arguing with everyone else that it's totally fine on the other.

(and by virtue of being the human embodyment of tumblr, grossly over estimated how many people actually exist on the "pro para" side.)
 
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Wait,wait,wait,WHAT!?! WHAT THE FUCK!?!
She is admitting that she wants to bang her mom or dad?
Like, I don't think that's 100% new,(didn't she try to accuse her dad of diddling her at some point?) but still, this is a new low even for her.
Damn bitch, way to find new ways to be an utterly disgusting piece of shit.
I don't think she does. I think she probably reads incest fic and thinks it's a fetish. Like, anyone who was on Tumblr at a certain time has come across incest fic, it's a ridiculously popular tag :cryblood:
 
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I have no choice but to turn to communities that accept the Big 3. And I've been welcomed with open arms!
When I had a "normal" blog and mentioned that I was polyam with three spirits, people treated me like an outcast. Now I'm at home among the outcasts, and we show each other the love, empathy, and compassion we deserve.
Fully admitting she's in with pedos and zoos. Archived.
 
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