#nature's god is our god

[captain-flint]

I LOVE ARM

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmdedit #ofmd s2 spoilers #taika waititi #blackbeard #edward teach #hi for the love of god HELLO #i need him to crush my head with those biceps #it would heal me #my stuff #(easing back into giffing and naturally this is what i start with)

[canisalbus]

Imagine if Machete was Muslim instead of Catholic. His name would be something like Saif سيف, and Vasco would probably be something like Dhahabi ذَهَبِيّ

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#I don't know Arabic so I can't weigh in that much but if you say so! #it seems like these mean “sword” and “golden” respectively that's neat #Machete wouldn't be able to cling to his Catholic guilt in that case #I don't think Islam has the same concept of original sin that Christianity does #I'm simplifying but it's a belief that humans are born with an innate tendency for evil sinning is part of our nature #and staying on the positive and in God's good graces requires a lot of repentance which can lead to excess guilt and shame #I could be wrong but I'm under the impression that this idea of a manufacturing error is a very Christian thing #sorry I know you didn't sign up to hear me try to talk about big theology things and I don't want to make it weird #but I find this stuff really interesting I unironically like to read and think about how religions work #and how they shape things they come in contact with #in Machete's case in particular his troubled relationship with God and his career choice are big parts of his character #and why he turned the way he did and thinks the way he does you know #answered #kachavashka #Dhahabi is such a regal sounding name #I'd steal that in a heartbeat if I didn't already have one extremely gold-coded character

[papirouge]

"prostitution is the world oldest prof-"

WRONG. Zookeeping is the world oldest profession. God created Adam and Eve and gave them the mission to protect nature and animals.

Zookeepers and gardenists are the closest to what God intended for humankind 🤠🌷🌸🌺🌻🌼🪷🐿️🦬🐬🦋🐞

#did you know florist had longer lifespan? #working with nature is literally healing #whenever I see videos of humans saving animals I'm reminded that it was our original mission #even animals acknowledge God #the Creation *knows* #Christian #papi truths

[aimasup]

sure i COULD ramble about how ai is one of the multiple things that check all the marks of humanity's seven deadly sins but would that be extreme

^^^ possibly insufficiently educated

#the pride the hubris of believing you can do better than innovation and nature by playing god and not in the fun way #the lust it's being used for in so many awful cases #the sloth the way its encouraging everyone to check original sources less before believing anything. Also to not take time to develop skill #the greed its being used for profit without consideration for ethics or fair labour #gluttony. we always have to be faster. shinier. better. no matter if it ends up being less convenient or wonky #the wrath it sows in between people creating more differences to be frustrated over. more hatred #the envy how it takes and takes. always trying to be as clever as the best humans. as beautiful as a real forest or sunset. #do you think the ai wants itself #if this were a scifi movie would we be the bad guys #but this is not a movie and the ai cannot love us. so we cannot love it. and there's that #my post #personal stuff #thinking aloud just silly yapping n jazz 没啥事做就这样咯~ #(￣▽￣)~* #when i was in primary school our textbooks for chinese had short stories and articles to learn about #there was a fictional scifi oneshot about a family in the future going to the zoo #the scifi zoo trip was going great until the zoo's systems went offline for a moment #and it was revealed that all the animals roaming in their enclosures were holograms #the real ones went extinct ages ago #when the computers came back online the holograms returned and there they were #honestly at first I thought it was a bit exaggerating #but I still think about it once in a while

[fictionadventurer]

The worst part about reading in a genre where you have low expectations (in this case, Christian historical fiction) is that when a book impresses you, you have no idea if it's actually good or if you're just overly impressed because it was a fraction of a degree better than the usual garbage.

#basically lately anytime i read a christian fiction book that isn't romance-based i find myself surprised by the quality #i do think that some christian publishers are getting better #and trying to tell stories that dig deeper into real faith and messy issues #instead of making only vapid squeaky clean prayer-filled tropefests #but i'm not sure *how much* better #because anything above the low bar feels like great literature #the most recent is 'in a far-off land' by stephanie landsem #and let me tell you setting the prodigal son in 1930s hollywood is a genius concept #i have some issues with the history and the mystery #but the characters! #it has been a long time since i cried this hard over a book #several chapters of solid waterworks #(and i also have the issue of figuring out if it's actually that moving or if i'm just hormonal/sleep-deprived) #i keep thinking about this book but also i worry about recommending because what if it's actually terrible by normal book standards? #(also the author DOES NOT understand the seal of confession and i was SHOCKED to find that she's actually catholic) #but also looking at the reviews makes it clear that if most of christian fiction is vapid garbage it's these reviewers' fault #here you have something that's digging into sin and darkness and justice and mercy and these people are just #'how can it call itself christian fiction if it only mentions god at the end?' #are we reading the same book this WHOLE THING is about god! and humanity and our fallen nature and how this breaks relationships! #your pearl-clutching anytime someone tries to get even a tiny bit realistic is destroying this genre #i'm gonna run out of tags so i'll stop now

[crusheswhimsandfancies]

#oh nothing #just an extremely sexy snake hipped man eating cereal #i’m fine #I know he’s fucking sexy #but I was not expecting this shot #the belt #the legs for days #the haaaaaair #i want to run my fingers through his hair #ughhhhhh #god help me #what we did on our holiday #notching up my viewing of DT with his own accent #and it is feeding and watering me and my crops are bountiful #sexy scottish serpent #other than the doctor my fave it when he gets to use his own accent #dt being scottish #it just does things to me #I just love a regional accent #his voice is so delightful #I’m a sucker for an accent with a hard ‘r’ #also #he kinda reminds me of jarvis #here in particular #the tallness #and the tightness of his clothes #but look how sluttily he’s standing #he can’t help himself #natural flirt #david tennant

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

examining your relationship with your art can be fun

but watch out

#examine too hard and you'll have a crisis #or *another crisis if you're like me #sometimes yeah i think about it too hard and then i get the intense prey instinct #to chuck my tablet into a field and then take off sprinting in the other direction #though i know id just come creeping back like a cautious but curious deer. get a little closer. run away #closer. jump back. poke the tablet and run away. come back and poke it again. #its the 'what am i doing? am i doing what i want to do? am i enjoying this? is it hurting me?' #will admit i have these thoughts every other day #ill have like a good bit of fully enjoying art & what im scribbling #and then suddenly ill wake up the next day and its terrifying and Too Much and huh??? HUH??? #i want to draw but im so so scared <3 but im being sooooo brave about it <3 #anyway i think we should all destroy our electronics and run screaming into the woods #OH MY GOD SOON I CAN DO THAT. #not the electronics - i mean the running into the woods part #oh im so excited. when its all too much i can just walk in nature with no one around #that Will fix me! for sure! #when the Art Fear™️ comes back i can just... go away for a few hours and touch some motherfucking grass #AND MAYBE FORAGE SOME CHICKEN OF THE WOODS. I AM DYING TO HARVEST WILD CHICKEN OF THE WOODS. #LITERALLY HAS BEEN A LIFE GOAL FOR YEARS NOW #when the Art Fear™️ creeps in i can get some big chickeney mushrooms and cook em up. refresh my soul.... #absolutely unprompted #but yeah sometimes i wonder if im drawing for myself or others. like drawing for others is fine but... i think there's a fine line #am i balancing it? am i Indulging enough? am i doing what i want to do enough??? #are my people-pleaser tendencies consuming me again? am i feeling Pressure? hm. yeah its crisis time #am i living how i want. am i enjoying how i want. am i interacting with welcome home the way i want to. #i think im going to go do the dishes....

[eyrieofsynapses]

good evening, all. it is May the 25th. our lilacs are blooming, just as the ones at the Watch House did. and I am thinking about remembrance of the fallen, and GNU, and the love in commemoration.

y'know, I read Night Watch… oh, maybe a year ago and some months ago. and the lilac symbolism, the remembrance of the Watch, has always struck me with the depth of the emotion of it, the tangibility of it in the flowers. but I wasn't aware that today was the day until I saw commemorative posts, all that gorgeous artwork and more, on my dash.

I was also not aware, until now, that fans commemorated the day not only because of the book reference, but in support of Terry Pratchett and of those with Alzheimer's. which knocked me over a bit because of course, of course the group that would use GNU to honor him would do that. and… I've been thinking about GNU a lot, lately, and this caught me again.

I read Going Postal a bit ago, and reread it recently. both times, the parts about GNU made me tear up. this idea of the names, the memories, the lives of the clacks workers who dedicated themselves to ensuring that people heard each other's voices—all those names spoken again and again and again by that which they poured their souls into, winging along in the air as they could not, an eternal reminder that they were loved—how could that not touch a person's heart?

when I found out that fans online used it to memorialize him, I damn well cried. hell, I still tear up just thinking about it. do you know, there's a code for an HTTP header "X-Clacks-Overhead: GNU Terry Pratchett" written by Reddit users to put in webpages, where it goes unseen by the average user? and in 2015, when Netcraft took a survey, there were eighty-four thousand websites using it? it's eight years later—how many thousands upon thousands of websites have this now, do you think? how many little cables of light has his name flown along, now? how many times?

that alone is absurdly and unimaginably lovely in its own right, but… there's something else to it. there's something about remembering with the lilac sprigs every year, just as Vimes and those who were there remembered their dead. something about how, when we take up our lilac sprigs, we carry a little piece of the characters in our hearts, too. I kept trying to put my finger on why that makes me tear up the way it does. the conclusion I came to is this:

what greater way to honor a writer is there, but to honor them the way they did the characters they poured their heart and soul into? what better way to say we know you and you are not forgotten and your work and words and gifts to the world are held in our hearts forever than to remember them by their own words, their own vision? how else could we say you embodied all the good you believed in and wished to see in the world, but to memorialize them after the little pieces of their soul they wrapped in ink and put upon the page?

it is a knowing of the writer, to remember them in their way. it is not a worn-out faceless platitude, but a reminder that their work has been read and will continue to be, that the characters and world they loved enough to bring to life last just as their name does. such remembrance is warm and loving and delights in their memory even as it grieves.

and now Pratchett's name has been written in his tradition, over and over and over, across the vast plane of the Internet, where it will—with any luck—continue to fly for generations to come.

there is no way to truly express the beauty of that… but perhaps we can catch a glimpse of it in the lilacs, both ours and the Watch's.

#the glorious 25th of may #night watch #gnu terry pratchett #discworld #I cannot express how much I love that our lilacs bloom at the same time as they do in the books #also I dearly wanted to include this little fact in my accidental monologue but it didn't fit. so in the tags it goes: #GNU Terry Pratchett is ALSO a Minecraft splash text #which is just. aaaaaaaaaaah of course a game with something like the End Poem would do that but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah #I have many feelings on this and a decent summary of a lot of them is about the beauty of how humanity remembers and loves our dead #and also just... the love. the love that can be held for someone you never met #but whose writing and words can pierce your heart in the best of ways #and the love for characters--for the best of them are these little shards of the writer's soul that they decided to share #because that's really the nature of writing. baring your soul and your self to others in those persons you breathe to life on the page #and then sharing it with others just in hopes that it might ring true and inspire them #give them insight #help them in ways no one else could because only YOU could write that character and share that part of yourself #and by gods if Pratchett isn't among the best at that then I don't know who is #anyway. I have feelings and I accidentally turned them into a monologue whoo #have a good evening all

[nellasbookplanet]

Sorry but my thoughts are still on the nature of death in dnd (and other fiction where resurrection is possible), specifically on the implications it has on worldbuilding.

Resurrection magic existing kind of makes for cultural issues that have no parallel in our world. Some of it compares - such as the inherent class divide and tensions when the rich and powerful can literally buy their way out of death (a class divide is a class divide, this just digs the chasm deeper, which I'd love to see explored more in media btw) - but the implications on grief and acceptance are on another level. In our world, there is no bargaining with death. So much of our lives is spent coming to terms with the fact that we will all die one day, and mourning and moving on whenever death strikes near us. We experience stages of grief like denial and rage and bargaining but in the end there is no escaping it, no matter how hard you work or beg or rage. Clinging on can only hurt you. It's pointless. All you can do is move on, and it is so hard.

But if death is conditional. Impermanent. Something that can be defeated with money or power or faith. How do you ever move on. On a societal and cultural level, there should be entire rebellions based around who has access to resurrection. Powerful people offering resurrections as incentive would be all over the place, with desperate people selling their souls and freedom and entire lives to save a loved one. Would soldiers fear dying, seen as disposable, or would they fear being brought back again and again to die eternally on the battlefield?

But on an individual level. Is acceptance of the inevitability of death even possible when it’s no longer inevitable? If you decide that no, you can not give up everything to go pursue resurrection of your child, will you hate yourself? You could save them. Why aren’t you? Why aren’t you doing everything in your power? How much do you hate the people who have this power but won’t offer it freely? If you yourself is brought back from the dead and find out most of your loved ones just, let you go, would you hate them? Would you feel abandoned and betrayed? If you’re watching from the afterlife and see your loved one, who’s been working to get you back, decides to accept your death and move on because they have found new love, would you find a way to fucking haunt them? Oh, you think I only lived for you? That I don’t want life just because I can’t have you, too? How selfish is that. But how selfish would it be to bring someone back only to salve your own feelings of guilt, whether they want to or not? Would there be an entire industry of mediums based on people needing to ask their loved ones if they wish to remain dead or not? How much more powerful would hate and love and hubris be in this world, lacking the absolute limit of death?

#nella talks #long post #i have similar feelings of how worlds with scientifically provable gods would be impacted on a cultural level #bc in our world you can believe however much you want but you can never prove a thing. that's the whole point of faith #but if you could literally ring up a god and ask what happens after death? #how would that impact the nature of faith and religion? #would there still be religious wars if you could just ask gods opinion? #would knowing where you go post death be worse than the freedom of finding whatever internal truth comforts you personally? #can you tell how frustrated i am that so many fantasy stories are entirely disinterested in digging into this stuff #stop writing fantasy worlds that are just historical fiction with magic sprinkled on top #make them weird. make them unearthly. make them alien. #show me just how much society changes when the laws of nature shifts slightly to the left

[manofthepipis]

I was rereading chapter 12 of system rebooting please standby and I found it just a little sweet that spamton was excited to see Kris (even tho it wasn’t them lol). tho he mostly was hoping for Kris to save his hide, I also think he was just happy to see his friend since he’s so lonely at that point

im rlly glad you liked that bit!! :D spamton will always have his more selfish motivations, and i've tried writing him so that if he ever does want/need something from someone else he goes into salesman mode, playing nice and innocent enough to get what he wants. But like they're his friend!! his buddy!! :D!! they're a puppet just like him and they helped to free him even if it was obvious he was up to no good in the first place! someone like that to return to him in his extreme loneliness and confusion would be a godsend, but he doesn't get those often. so whoops it had to be an addison lmao

I'd imagine if kris were to return, he'd be hanging around them and their friends to the point where it got annoying but only because he genuinely cares now and they've given him a new purpose in the world he's forever fated for. Though it would genuinely surprise me if he appeared again in canon (i think he's just gonna get the jevil treatment and be a quiet close-to-nonliving item in your inventory), but in this au hed be harder than hell to get rid of (akin to actual spam) hfjsksksk.

#i'd imagine he forms strong connections with those who give him the time of day #like the obsession with swatch when they treated him with kindness #or giving the thorn ring to noelle in snowgrave as she clicked on his ads #both of them were cons to get what he wanted (access to the basement + neo) #but deep down i think he cares based on his pacifist ending #it's his nature as a conartist as well as someone so beat down by the world to equate genuine kindness to potential suckers #maybe he thinks that if they're dumb enough to be nice to him they'll be dumb enough to help him get what he wants #not a healthy mindset to have #with kris tho it's different cuz like they're puppeted by us #he has TWO beings to swindle but jokes on u buddy we chose kindness anyway #and maybe he can sympathize with that seeing as he was quick to offer the dealmaker to us to help us on our journey no payment necessary :') #god i can talk about his connection and character development with us and kris forever #i'd also imagine he gets increasingly desperate and delusional once the loneliness climbs #just hoping for the most wanted outcome #it's like a hopeless optimism that never dies #he's a living oxymoron #i need to stop writing essays in the notes srry lol #fanfic #asks

[queenlucythevaliant]

Usually, even a non-Christian knows something about the earth, the heavens, and the other elements of this world, about the motion and orbit of the stars and even their size and relative positions, about the predictable eclipses of the sun and moon, the cycles of the years and the seasons, about the kinds of animals, shrubs, stones, and so forth, and this knowledge he holds to as being certain from reason and experience. Now, it is a disgraceful and dangerous thing for an infidel to hear a Christian, presumably giving the meaning of Holy Scripture, talking non-sense on these topics; and we should take all means to prevent such an embarrassing situation, in which people show up vast ignorance in a Christian and laugh it to scorn. The shame is not so much that an ignorant individual is derided, but that people outside the household of the faith think our sacred writers held such opinions, and, to the great loss of those for whose salvation we toil, the writers of our Scripture are criticized and rejected as unlearned men. If they find a Christian mistaken in a field which they themselves know well and hear him maintaining his foolish opinions about our books, how are they going to believe those books in matters concerning the resurrection of the dead, the hope of eternal life, and the kingdom of heaven, when they think their pages are full of falsehoods on facts which they themselves have learnt from experience and the light of reason? Reckless and incompetent expounders of holy Scripture bring untold trouble and sorrow on their wiser brethren when they are caught in one of their mischievous false opinions and are taken to task by those who are not bound by the authority of our sacred books. For then, to defend their utterly foolish and obviously untrue statements, they will try to call upon Holy Scripture for proof and even recite from memory many passages which they think support their position, although "they understand neither what they say nor the things about which they make assertion."

St. Augustine, De Genesi ad Litteram, emphasis mine

#listen. i know some theistic evolution proponents like to point to this text and try to claim Augustine as one of ours #and i know that's disingenuous #he was writing in the fifth century for crying out loud #what i AM saying (and what many who mire discerningly point to this text are saying i think) #is that it's important to consider the how Christian knowledgeablity and intellectual honesty is viewed by the secular world #for every YE creationist proclaiming that the fossil record is unreliable #there's someone with knowledge on the subject scratching because they know that's simply not true #and subsequently writing Christianity off as a religion of dogmatism and ignorance #now listen. this isn't to say that Christians shouldn't hold controversial positions regardless of what the world says of them #but if you're going to hold those positions around secular folks who may be open to the gospel #you had darn well better think about how you're representing Christ and His Church #that's how I read this passage #and I see it as a serious warning to anyone (me) who wants to talk about Scripture and the mechanics of the natural world in the same breath #all truth is God's truth #pontifications and creations #these tags are riddled with typos but fixing them would be a real pain sorry

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

defining will's love for hannibal as religion stands as an overpowering symbol of how will's emotions are powerful enough to mold a man into something akin to god, even with his flaws, even with his mortality, even with his own devotion to him that isn't some imprisonment or necessity or a show put up for valour or honour but formed of his own volition that itsn't driven by lust unlike so many other metaphors and so called "analogous" loves, is such strong visual and visceral representation of the human psyche omitting life outside of its own want and turning it into piety. in this essay i will...

#raj shitposting #religion is such a powerful metaphor for love that we won't ever be able to even comprehend how it fits in as a metaphor. #religion defines us. shapes our thought. makes us whole. tears us apart and builds a person based solely on itself. it give us our name. #it takes us away and gives us back as not who we are but as what we are meant to be. #it's a grotesquely selfish and imbalanced consummation between god and self. #and i say akin to god since god doesn't always give you what you ask of her. she gives you what she wants you to have. #hannibal literally survives on will's demands though. his meaning and his purpose is solely defined by will's wants. #will's selfishness- his sin is that powerful. it's like satan willing god into falling in love with him. slowly. excruciatingly. carnally. #and and and.. the way it's done through bedelia. a woman. and abigail. a child. is so so so effervescent and eloquent way to do it. #god and women being the driving forces of nature and both being a symbol of hearty manipulation and greed and power and glory. #and a child. the symbol of innocence and sincerity and purity and absence of complication. a symbol of complete and utterly pure love. #bedelia represents how hannibal chooses to express his emotions in order to woo will's monster and abigail represents what he truly feels. #just kills it. like bang on. smh iltsm #hannigram #hannibal

[carpathxanridge]

what’s so funny is this spirituality drama was started by a person that basically posted “i don’t understand why some radical feminists don’t believe in witchcraft or don’t even show an interest in it” on the website of literalist blunt skeptical women who read the words “i don’t understand” and go “ok let me explain.” and then upon receiving a bunch of answers explaining exactly why many of us are critical of spirituality, was like “wow they’re attacking my beliefs, they don’t get what spirituality means to ME” when yall are the ones saying you literally think it is sad and closed-minded for us to not entertain spirituality in our OWN feminism and personal belief systems, and making all of these masturbatory posts about how uniquely enlightened you are because of your spirituality. and then you go on wondering why so many of us hate “woo woo” shit

#really should never have said “i don’t understand” which implies opening a dialogue #should’ve instead said “i believe that radfems who won’t entertain spirituality are closed-minded” #if that’s already your stance #and it’s like okay you think i’m close minded for my atheism #you and literally every christian i’ve met #‘why won’t you entertain belief in god? can’t you admit that you at least don’t know?’ #okay but then you ALSO don’t know and yet you choose to believe…. #i’m sorry that i’m incapable of manifesting even an ounce of genuine feeling or questioning about the existence of a spiritual realm #you can go on thinking it’s sad but i will also go on thinking it’s sad (and stupid) that you feel you NEED spirituality #to experience wonder or connection with nature or to think deeply about our purpose in this world

[dootznbootz]

One thing I love about living in the woods is that you'll just see wild shit right outside your window. Looked outside and saw a hawk (small) resting on a branch REALLY close to the house (idk if something scared them out of their nest or if it's just resting because it's snowing or what) but I got excited and kind of shouted and then this dude turns his head around and just looks at me.

#sometimes you feel like you're interacting with nature gods on the reg👀 #I've seen two turkey vultures really close as well. (they were just mates preening each other. idk if something happened so they #needed to stop RIGHT then and land just where our house was but it was cute seeing them take care of each other. That was this summer. #idk where the young or the rest of their group was but idk. they left like. right after so maybe it WAS just a quickstop #It's snowing right now so maybe something's up?? hawk SEEMs healthy. #Mad rambles

[fauvester]

wiat are garak and bashir married in your au?

the castellan of cardassia living in sin? with an ALIEN??!? AND THEY HAVE CHILDREN!??!??!?

#dee s 9 #in my sandbox i play it either as. #1.) bashir comes to cardassia to help out and stays in garaks like living room. and over months and years they get closer and closer #until they are basically platonically married in everything but name and dont realize it until julian tries to adopt a cardassian kid #and has to become a naturalized citizen in order to do so. and then they quickly realize their feelings for each other and get married then #or 2.) epistolary LDR betwixt cardassia and DS9 a few months postcanon #and bashir comes to cardassia both for humanitarian aid and to be with his bf #and they have a proper relationship and get enjoined at some point. to make it Official. #i do get the feeling that garak would be old fashioned like that. like god FORBID everyone knows that they're fucking #outside of the conjugal bed(/desk/kitchen table/couch/floor) #cardassians prewar about orphans outside of cardassia: fuck them kids #cardassians postwar about orphans on Prime: HOW DARE YOU PUT YOUR UNSCALY HANDS ON OUR PRECIOUS NATURAL RESOURCE. WE HAVE SO FEW LEFT

[love-grace-mercy]

My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart. Psalm 51:17

#God #Jesus #inspirational #text #quotes #christian #our daily bread #motivational quotes #typography #bibledaily #photography #nature #bibleverse #biblical #bible devotions #devotional #bible verse #bible study