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dogmotif · 10 months
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4izawas · 4 months
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MY SISTER MAKING CHICKEN FETUCCINE ALFREDO N HOT CHOCO BOTH FROM SCRATCH AYEEEE
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mars-ipan · 8 months
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god i wish this website understood nuance and individual situations better
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thegreatyin · 10 months
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discussing jupel tonight
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Lazy flag combos pt.26
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Ft. Aloeian/nullic/xlnone with...
Shey/shem × hey/hem × pup/pups
Kit/kits × pomorose × pomosexual
Rosboy × azurgirl × progress
No credit needed
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OH also i think most schools will let you sign up for the ap exam and self study so if u want the credit for college you can also just like. do that in the month or so before the exam like in my experience it truly is a pretty general test. anyways this was a lot of words SORRY lol wishing u luck on ur schedule stuff <3
okay okay this is interesting! idk if i would do that for apush as the exam is. kind of the reason i decided it might be a bad fit in the first place (i CANNOT do timed writing im too flowery), but maybe for a different class it would be in the cards! ty ty for the info <3 ❣️
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unbidden-yidden · 6 months
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I mentioned this in the tags of an earlier post, but I wanted to explain a bit more about the alienated, shattered, exiled, othered imagery of the Divine in Judaism, and how that image of the Divine speaks deeply to me as a queer, non-binary Jew.
The Shechinah, the Divine Presence, is described in feminine terms and She goes with the Jewish people into galus, exile, at the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem. What does it mean, for us to imagine G-d as being in exile with us? It's a profound image. We are exiled from our land, from the Beis HaMikdash and the closeness to the Divine Presence that it allowed, yes. But we are not totally cut off; the grief we feel is shared by Hashem Herself as we build a sacred remnant together in the diaspora. What does it mean, for the Divine Presence to be in exile with us, instead of whole? What do we learn from the idea that the sacred feminine is broken, exiled, and alienated along with the rest of klal Yisrael from the masculine Malchus? What does it say that the world will only be perfected (takken olam) when Hashem is One and Ha-Shem is One?
There is another image of the Divine that I've described here before, the holy darkness. The sacred dark that was before the beginning, that begins our days with ma'ariv, and that teaches us the lessons of infinity as the backdrop of the universe. To me it is a beautiful image, this idea that we are all sheltering under the wings of the Shechinah - that our darkness is the protective dark of an embrace. That we are held in a sukkat shalom - a shelter of peace. Like our sukkot, this does not mean we are safe or protected from the elements, but more that our home - our true home - is under the stars, and that no matter what, we are not alone. This article had a lot more fascinating things to say about this as well.
And finally, this image of a hidden G-d, a G-d that weeps for our suffering in G-d's hidden place (mistarim), who speaks silently, in the still small voice within our hearts. There's a drash that I'm still trying to track down about this because it was from several years ago, but it was about this hidden place of Hashem that G-d retreats to in order to grieve the sorrows of the world and how, if we truly want to be close to G-d, we will sit silently in that hidden place alongside Him.
These images and metaphors for G-d are not what is typically imagined. Most concepts of G-d are majestic in scope and elevated in stature. They are filled with the piercing bright light of clarity and gilded with the gold of the Mishkan, the First Temple, and the Second Temple. But we live in a humbler time. Hashem is Avinu Malkeinu - our compassionate, forgiving Father and the Ruler of the Universe, but what does that divine concept do for us when we live in a broken and unredeemed world? How can that traditional understanding of G-d speak to us when we are calling out to G-d from the depths? And especially for those of us who are seen as broken, dwelling in darkness, often hiding our true selves, and exiled from where we belong, how much more powerful is an understanding of G-d that goes into that exile with us and holds us in our grief and hard-won joy, as we endure together?
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Responding to yet more unhinged Anti zionists arguments
Because I am not going to waste my precious time and energy on replying to each ignorant person who believes Hamas are a "brave resistance group"
For the millionth time: I do not support the genocide of Palestinians when I say Israelis shouldn't die. I am not deflecting or denying anything, I am making posts about how I and other Israelis have been impacted by October 7th and the war ever since. I am allowed to mourn my people.
Released female Israeli hostages aren't "weaponizing Feminism". Just because some were "only" sexually assaulted and threatened with rape, doesn't mean others aren't raped. Israeli women were targeted on October 7th. Their assault, mutilation, and violent rape were all planned. Hamas terrorists who were caught and interrogated have said so themselves in published recorded interrogations. *** Regarding Mia Shem- I've said before: mocking her appearance isn't making you the great humane person you think you are. I've had some nutjob tell me "Oh well in an interview she said she was only groped and others were raped. She's using feminism and things people care about in order to gain sympathy." She was: -Kidnapped from a party and shot. -Operated on by a veterinarian while in captivity for over 50 days. -Starved ,beaten, mocked , groped and sexually assulted while constantly threatened with being raped. And you're mocking her. Wow that is a new low. Believe Jewish women.
You are constantly backing up your "facts" and statistics with un-credible sources. Let me make this clear one final time: Al Jazeera = racist and antisemitic supports terrorism There isn't a Gaza Ministry of Health- it's Hamas.
Palestinians and Hamas specifically are very racist towards Afro-Palestinian / black people. A quick Google search will lead you to this:
Anti-Black racism in Palestine
The State of Palestine has a community of Afro-Palestinians, many of whom are descendants of the victims of the historical Slavery in Palestine, which ended in the 20th-century.[43]
Racism against African Americans in Palestinian media (Wikipedia)
Former U.S. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, has been the subject of some viciously racial personal attacks, alongside vociferous criticism of her policies.[44] These included an anti-black racist cartoon in Palestinian Authority's controlled Press Al Quds. The New York Times reported in 2006:
Her comment that the Israel-Lebanon war represented the "birth pangs of a new Middle East"— coming at a time when television stations were showing images of dead Lebanese children — sparked ridicule and even racist cartoons. A Palestinian newspaper, Al Quds," which "depicted Ms. Rice as pregnant with an armed monkey, and a caption that read, "Rice speaks about the birth of a new Middle East.[45]
The Palestinian media has used racist terms including "black spinster" and "colored dark skin lady."[46][47]
.... The African Palestinians who now live in the two compounds near al-Aqsa mosque have called the area home since 1930.[12] They have experienced prejudice, with some Palestinian Arabs[21] referring to them as "slaves" (abeed) and to their neighbourhood as the "slaves' prison" (habs al-abeed), and their colour has led to objections against them marrying Palestinians with lighter skin.[9][3] According to Mousa Qous, director of the African Community Society and a former member of the PFLP, "Sometimes when a black Palestinian wants to marry a white Palestinian woman, some members of her family might object." Interracial marriage with Afro-Palestinians has become more common in recent years.[8] In colloquial Palestinian Arabic, standard usage prefers the word sumr (dark colour) over sawd, which has an uncouth connotation.[22]
-For further reading I found this research paper to be very detailed: https://d-nb.info/1204258597/34
*** I have to mention this as well since some anti-Zionist brought up MLK as an example for their argument against Israel: you clearly have no idea what you're talking about... he was a Zionist!
Jews and African Americans have historically been allies in their struggles for equality. He literally wrote an open letter titled "Letter to an Anti-Zionist friend", explaining why he supports Zionism. Do your research.
5. Gaza hasn't been under Israel's control since 2006, it is controlled by Hamas! Before that, it was governed by Fatah, Another terrorist organization (Hamas killed all of the Fatah members when they came to power). Hamas = terror organization leaching off the Palestinian people. They want to kill all Jews and are against everything that represents the West. UWNRA - Is filled with Hamas terrorists. UN & ICRC - Both have a long history of being biased against Jews and have failed the Jewish people once again.
6. Israelis don't deserve to die just because they are Israeli. They are not privileged to have a government that (relative to Hamas) cares about their civilians.
7. "From the river to the sea" Is a genocidal chant calling for the death of all Jews / Israelis. The final solution / one solution = killing all Jews, holocaust. Intifadas aren't peaceful or inspiring resistance. It's Terror attacks targeting civilians: Shootings, stabbings, lynchings, school buses exploding, etc.
I have an entire post explaining this, you're welcome to read it but the main takeaway should be: You don't get to decide what's anti-Semitic, Jews do. If Jews tell you this chant threatens them and is antisemitic- it is.
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wordsandrobots · 13 days
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IBO reference notes on . . . odds and ends
I have begun writing another big notes entry but it's a heavy one and requires visuals, so I suspect it'll be a while before it's done.
In the meantime, here are a few jottings on various random things in Iron-Blooded Orphans I thought worth commenting upon.
Naming conventions
The headline one, obviously, is the Gundams being named for the demons listed in the Ars Goetia. This we eventually discover is an in-universe response to the naming convention used for the mobile armours the Gundam frame mobile suits were developed to take down. Each mobile armour is named for a angelic figure: Hashmal is named for a class of angel while Harael, Mebahiah, Nemamiah and Ananel are all apparently derived from the Shem HaMephorash. It would be neat if all the names came from John Reuchlin's list of 72, which corresponds directly to the goetic demons but Hashmal nixes that idea.
It's also unclear if the names are for individual units or if they represent different lines or categories of armours. I tend towards the latter, simply based on the scale at which the Calamity War is presented as happening. This is somewhat tenuously is backed up by the Iron-Blooded Orphans G mobile game (RIP) presenting the player with a battle against 'Ananel Alpha' and the flashback in the Urdr Hunt campaign seeming to show Gundam Marchosias fighting a pair of Haraels. Though I must admit, I've watched that clip a few times and still cannot quite make up my mind it if represents two Haraels or just the multiple perspectives of Harael's claw eyes.
In any case, it seems that whoever named the Gundams had enough sense of drama to designate their 'angel hunters' as actual demons. And yet, the overall organisation that operated them -- Gjallarhorn -- embraced quite a different tradition.
This was of course Norse mythology. Each family in the Seven Stars ruling council has heraldry based on a different beast from the sagas (Odin's Ravens, Fenrir, Sleipnir, Jörmungandr, Nidhogg, Veðrfölnir (probably), and Ratatoskr). They have bases named Vingólf and Gladsheimr. Their mobile suits are derived from a set of machines named after Wagnerian valkyries, and they designate various different types of 'suit using German words. And of course, 'Gjallarhorn' itself is the name of the horn that sounds the start of Ragnarök (fitting, for a group formed to prevent the apocalypse). Plus, you know, there's Vidar's whole deal.
Curiously, there is an additional use of a Norse name in the setting: the Garm Rodi, a seemingly unaffiliated type of mobile suit primarily seen in use by the Dawn Horizon pirates. Given this is an instance of mythological naming in a line that otherwise has prefixes like 'Spinner', 'Landman' and 'Monkey', I wonder if perhaps this indicates the type of machine used by Gjallarhorn prior to the development of the Valkyrja and Gundam frames (these both belong to the late Calamity War period, whereas Rodis were deployed during the middle period; no we have no idea how long each period lasted). I haven't any particular reason for thinking this beyond it being named for the dog that guards Hel, but given Norse names are otherwise entirely restricted to Gjallarhorn, it would almost be weirder if there wasn't a connection.
(The Garm is also noted for its versatility, which puts it in the same bracket as the general-purpose Graze frame that has become Gjallarhorn's mainstay.)
Speaking of mobile suit lines, the Hexa frame stands out for having different types designated using people's names: Hugo, Gilda and Enzo. A quick web search for the three names in conjunction returns the Argentinian film Una Cita con la vida, directed by Hugo del Carril, starring Gilda Lousek and Enzo Viena. I do not know if there is any connection there, out of fiction, but it struck me as an intriguing coincidence.
Then we have Teiwaz naming their mobile suits using romanised Japanese words: Hyakuren, Hyakuri, Rouei, Shiden, Hekija. Not much to say about that, since it fits exactly with their Japanese/Italian fusion mafia aesthetics. Although, I suppose we should shout out the Chief's bonkers suffixes. Lupus Rex? Rebake Full City? Jeepers.
Finally, I'd like to draw attention to how the Ariadne Network fits into all this, or rather how it doesn't. It's named for the myth of the Minotaur and how Ariadne gave Theseus a guiding thread to help map his way through the labyrinth. Fitting for a network of navigation beacons. However, as a piece of technology, it's an outlier, named for a Greek myth despite being under the control of Gjallarhorn.
The implication is that the Network predates both them and indeed the Calamity War, with the use of Ahab reactors in its construction being cited as a cause of said War, by virtue of preventing long-range communication and observation. Should we therefore take from this that pre-Calamity War devices follow a Greco-Roman naming convention ala the US space program? There are other Greek names used in the setting, specifically for the regions into which Mars is divided, following the actual real-world mapping of the Red Planet's geography, so I wouldn't want to rule out such a conclusion -- particularly with the way English is used in the setting. But on the other hand, it could simply be that the Network's function made this particular allusion irresistible.
Currency
There are two canonical currencies: the galar and the meria. As far as I can tell, the galar is exclusively mentioned in the context of Mars, and is therefore presumably related to Gjallarhorn's rule of the planet. Meanwhile the meria is used in the two spin-offs, Moon Steel and Urdr Hunt, both of which take place on or around space colonies. Whether this means the meria is primarily a space-based currency, or just a widely used currency in general is unclear.
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Mostly I just think this is worth noting for the potential implications the galar has for Mars' situation: if the money in circulation there is directly controlled by Gjallarhorn, then that represents an added obstacle to independence. And given so much of Kudelia's efforts are focused on achieving greater economic freedom from Earth, it's an interesting detail to consider.
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Oh, and apparently paper-like money is still in vogue in the Post-Disaster timeline. Which seems a bit odd, since paper itself is counted as a marker of wealth (explicitly stated in the translation of the CGS promo website linked from Gundam wiki; implied in the series by things like how we only ever see real books in the hands of the upper classes).
In Moon Steel, Tanto Tempo's members use paper files and documents, presumably because being part of an Earth-adjacent company, they can afford it. This makes me wonder about the source of the material. Do space colonies grow and recycle their own paper? Is that another layer to money's value in this setting? Or is the case made from some other material?
Food for thought, at least.
This excavator
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Because first of all, it's an adorable piece of design work. And second, it's a rare example of non-mobile suit robotics in the setting.
Most Gundam shows have some sort of 'sub-mobile suit' category of mecha, be that a cruder precursor to the humanoid robot suits that are the mainstay of the franchise or a more utilitarian, often civilian variety of machine used for maintenance and construction work. Iron-Blooded Orphan's mobile workers are, however, mostly seen in military configurations, operating as small, extremely manoeuvrable tanks. I don't think it's too much of a stretch to classify them as mecha in their own right -- they have moveable 'legs' and on the type Tekkadan uses at least, the cannons operate in an arm-like fashion. But overall, they are generally more tank-like than anything else. The only civilian use we see from them is as a flat-bed truck. Indeed, when construction work in the space colonies comes up, it is specifically mobile suits that are cited as being used.
This excavator, which shows up in the background of the main series and has very slightly more presence during the Urdr Hunt game, makes it clear there are in fact mobile worker-like machines with entirely non-military uses. The arms appear to articulate in ways that set it apart from a real-world excavator, suggesting it operates in a more human-like fashion than your average JCB, and the armatures holding it up resemble mobile workers, only in a more stable four-point layout than the otherwise ubiquitous tripod arrangement.
It's a nice touch, extending the sci fi conceits throughout the world-building. It also stands out because so many of the vehicles shown beyond the obligatory humanoid mecha are simply . . . mundane. The cars, trains and even the fighter jets are little different than those we'd see around us today. Having something like this show up helps avoid the sense of the mobile suits being fantastical devices with no connection to the rest of the technological landscape, and gestures at mobile workers having uses that would earn them that name.
Gjallarhorn's plastic macs
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I just love how utterly dorky the official rain-wear is.
McGillis very much doing the 'dignity, always dignity' bit, there.
Other reference posts include:
IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (Part 1)
IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (Part 2)
IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (corrigendum) [mainly covering my inability to recognise mythical wolves]
IBO reference notes on … three key Yamagi scenes
IBO reference notes on … three key Shino scenes
IBO reference notes on … three key Eugene scenes
IBO reference notes on … three key Ride scenes
IBO reference notes on … the tone of the setting
IBO reference notes on … character parallels and counterpoints
IBO reference notes on … a perfect villain
IBO reference notes on … Iron-Blooded Orphans: Gekko
IBO reference notes on … an act of unspeakable cruelty
IBO reference notes on … original(ish) characters [this one is mainly fanfic]
IBO reference notes on … Kudelia’s decisions
IBO reference notes on … assorted head-canons
IBO reference notes on … actual, proper original characters [explicit fanfic – as in, actually fanfic. None of them have turned up in the smut yet]
IBO reference notes on … the aesthetics of the mobile frame
IBO reference notes on … mobile suit designations
IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 1)
IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 2)
IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 3)
IBO reference notes on … the Turbines, or ‘Tekkadan done right’
IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (Addendum 1)
IBO reference notes on … deals with the devil
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onion-souls · 10 months
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The Tower of Babel is the stupidest part of the Bible.
So Genesis 10 continues after the Flood, and recounts a genealogy of the three sons of Noah and the presumed girl pile on the edge of creation. A mythologized but fairly rational origin of the various nations surrounding 1st millennium BCE Israel. The direct lineage of Shem to Terah, father of Abram/Abraham, follows in Genesis 12, which really breaks the reading continuity. It feels like it should say, “Here’s the world, THEN here’s our descent,” but right in the middle is sandwiched this story, which explains for a second and contradictory time, the scattering of the peoples across the earth and the confusion of languages.
And God gets really, really weird here.
I mean, the Torah’s God gets a bad rap for being mean, but He usually keeps telling people to stop being assholes and burning babies and even lets Abraham negotiate with Him. He sends two angels to scope out the place, and the Sodomites try to rape the angels, baddabing badaboom, and He Fat Man and Little Boys the two wicked cities, because sometimes you have to lay down the law with freaks. Ya gotta bust a few skulls when folks won’t listen and keep trying to fuck your angels, but he usually calms down and promises not to drown you with his floods. A straight shooter, unlike the wrathful and procreating God of the New Testament. 
This bit, though, is fucking bizarre. This is God as His most, “An actual guy who lives in the actual sky.” And everything from the diction of God (gods?), to the location, to the focus on a multi-ethnic empire feels so much like a shitty adaptation of a Babylonian myth.
What’s particularly odd is what doesn’t show up - an origin of Hebrew in particular, which is really striking as part of a Hebrew national myth. Perhaps some passage about how the Hebrews alone did not join in with the Tower building and thus speak Adam’s original language, but... no.
Because this is clearly Akkadian.
I also like the odd detail that they used bitumen for mortar. There are so many glossed over details in Bereshit but the fucking chemistry of the mortar is notable TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE GIANTS AND WHY GOD TOOK ENOCH
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I didn't want to derail your very lovely post with something I understand is a personal choice and doesn't really matter, anyway, but I'm wondering while we're on the subject of you-don't-have-to-do-it-all, why are we taking on extra things that God never asked us to do—like not taking the word g-o-d in vain?
That's not God's name, that's a signifier that didn't even exist when the command was given. It's not the name we aren't allowed to say. It's like writing H@shem or the Al-ighty. It seems like a Christian influence.
this is a really good question and it pretty much boils down to not erasing His name. there are so, so many interpretations of everything in judaism, including how we address g-d in writing. the beautiful thing about this religion is that we can choose what resonates with us and not be judged for it. what it boils down to is not that we shouldnt write g-d's name, but rather that we should not deface or destroy it. if one of His names, rather than a signifier, is written out, then there is always a chance of it being erased. however if He's just alluded to then that problem is avoided. the same concept doesnt really apply to speech bc when you say something out loud it's there for good and there's no going bac
i no longer write out g-d and i use words like Hashem or Him as signifiers as a sign of respect because names have power. I only use the word ad-nai during prayer and i make sure that when i speak to g-d, rather than just about Him, i do so intentionally and with a proper focus.
there are also jews who write out g-d in full and those who switch between methods. those are absolutely valid ways of writing His name as well, but the "-" or Hashem would be the most common ways to refer to Him. what is not common is a religious jew writing out g-ds name or any signifier referring to g-d without some reason or forethought put into it no matter what format they choose. very rarely is it just put down on paper with zero reason.
also btw not taking g-ds name in vain is a honestly huge deal in judaism, but that's actually a completely different concept. the english translation really doesnt explain this concept very well imo, and it is absolutely hard to explain a very non-christian idea in a language influenced by Christianity. in short, not using g-ds name in vain is about avoiding cruel actions that desecrate his teachings. some examples would be using g-d's name and social influence to collect money that is claimed to be for donations but is actually for yourself, using your status as a leader (such as a rabbi) to abuse children, abusing your spouse, etc. g-d's name is a very powerful tool that holds so much meaning and using it for personal gain or to hurt others is what we as jews avoid.
i can sort of understand why this may seem like its influenced by Christianity. its not, the concepts of not taking His name in vain are totally different in those two religions, but these are very very difficult conversations to have in english. hebrew is genuinely the best language to discuss judaism in because it has words and phrases for concepts that just dont exist in English. sometimes close comparisons are all that's there and those can be extremely far off as well.
i dont usually do this but this is long as fuck so:
TLDR: a lot of jewish people use signifiers to refer to g-d so any words used to refer to Him cannot be erased. not taking the l-rd's name in vain is in regards to not using his influence to cause harm or for personal gain.
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Do you enjoy scrying? Why/why not? Any notable experience?
I do enjoy it because it is how I primarily interact with the spirit world.
I started off with the Golden Dawn 'Scrying in the spirit vision' and it is still my favourite technique to this day. It is simple, you take a symbol (which can also be a an angelic sigil etc.) and you leave your body. Create (that is visualise) a doorway with the sigil burning bright upon it in white light or a relevant colour. Enter the doorway and record the results.
When I do not want to leave my body in such a manner, for example in evocation works where I am working with spirits I do not trust I tend to use a crystal ball. I have also used a black mirror, however, I prefer the crystal. I have used it in Goetic workings, Enochian workings, Shem workings, and just in general scrying workings.
However, I tend to find I start off with the scrying device and then as time goes on I close my eyes and allow the images to flow in that manner. In my opinion the device functions in a manner that attracts the attention of the conscious mind and allows the unconscious (which is the portion through which our myths, streams of images etc. enter) to flow through. This is not to say that spirits are unconscious mechanisms, rather that the unconscious mind is the mechanism by which we commune with the 'other world'.
These days I don't even use the crystal ball. I simply make myself receptive and allow the blank space of my inner vision to be the scrying device. I skip the fixation part altogether- however there are some cases were this would be less favourable.
To be honest whilst I get visual results I tend to be more tuned into auditory phenomena. I will hear voices- not outside myself (although that has happened!) but usually like telepathy. As though a spirit is speaking within the back of my head. It utilises the unconscious to do this and so it will speak your language with your words and your references. This is why I believe Crowley instructed his son to read the bible and Shakespeare which hold a treasure trove of references but also are arguably some of the greatest works of literature ever to be penned. The spirits need something to work with.
Again, this being said I have worked with spirits who have pretty much given me bible passages verbatim that I have never read in my life.
So in my opinion the magician themself is the scoring device. The tools we use may help facilitate that tuning into consciousness needed, but it is about bing receptive and allowing the conscious mind to take a step back temporarily.
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Still The One, pt 2
[Part 1] [Read on ao3]
The plan was in motion.
“Steve isn't here.” Robin was standing behind the counter at Family Video stacking tapes with not a voluminous mop of hair in sight. After going off to college two years ago, she still comes back and works a summer job here with Steve.
“But he said earlier he had to go to work!” Dustin all but shouted at her, raising his arms. “This screws with our plans!”
“What? Why? What do you need Dingus for?”
“For Operation SHEM!”
“Ok, I'm going to pretend to know what you're talking about,” Robin plastered her best customer service smile, nodding her head.
The Party sighed, exasperated that she wasn't immediately taking them seriously.
“It stands for Steve-Harrington-Eddie-Munson. We think they're breaking up,” explained Max.
Robin's eyebrows furrowed. “And why do you think they're breaking up exactly?”
Lucas, Dustin, Mike, and Will all turn to Max, Robin's eyes following. Max cleared her throat.
“I might have overheard them yelling this morning when I stopped by, and then Steve left saying he had to go to work, but see! He isn't here! Probably apartment hunting as we speak and is going to skip town in the middle of the night!” Max was staring at her, eyes wide, inviting her to debunk her seemingly airtight logic. Beat that, Buckley!
“Okay...I think you've been watching too many soaps with El lately, for starters. Steve did come in earlier. He forgot that we switched shifts so I could go on a d- out with Nancy later. So, it's not like he lied!”
“How did he seem? Was he crying? Were his eyes glassy from unshed tears?” Lucas asked, leaning forward on the counter, hands flat.
“You joined in watching the soaps too, huh? No! He was grumbling about something, but he would have told me if they were BREAKING UP! They're both big boys, guys. Whatever you heard, let them work through it themselves.”
“THANK YOU!” yelled Mike, “That's what I've been saying! The last time someone meddled in a relationship, my girlfriend dumped me!”
“Hell yeah, she did,” Max crosses her arms over her chest and shot him with a grin, “and rightfully so. You were being an ass.”
Mike groaned and rolled his eyes. “We were, like, 13! I didn't know shit then, and I don't know shit now! The only thing I DO know is to stay out of someone else's relationship!”
Dustin turned back towards Robin, mirroring Lucas' earlier pose and leaning on the counter.
“Ignore him. Where did he go? C'mon Robin! We go way back! Remember how much fun the Scoops Troop had?”
“You mean when we were locked in an elevator, and then Steve and I were tortured by Russians? Or when a giant, viscous monster made out of townspeople tried to level us?” She gave him a blank stare.
“The walk down the tunnel was nice,” Dustin grinned, showing all of his pearly whites.
Robin kept looking at him, then swept her eyes over all their faces. Her face remained unreadable as they all waited, giving their best We are so trustworthy and good at our jobs smile they could each muster.
“Nope,” Robin finally replied, popping the P. “I'm not going to enable you meddling with my best friend's love life. Big no from me. Go to the arcade or something to distract those brains of yours.”
Well. That was completely unhelpful. Phase 1 is quickly turning into a bust. Their next stop at Steve and Eddie's apartment to talk to Eddie is pointless too when no one answers their extensive and very loud knocks.
Maybe Mike was right. Maybe this was the universe or fate or whatever telling them to butt out for once in their lives.
What was she thinking? Fate was a heartless bitch who either killed or almost killed everyone in her life on more than one (or two, or three) occasions. Fuck fate. They'll fix this before it breaks apart entirely. They won't let them be dumbasses and ruin it. She could handle lovesick idiots, but she draws the line at seeing them mope and pine for each other again.
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Sorry this was a bit short (and all dialogue *cough*)! I have no patience and wanted to post immediately. I hope you still enjoy!!
Part one is here
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spicywarl0ck · 4 months
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Wip-Wednesday
Finally, I have a small wip to share again, probably the last for this year until I take a break to recharge my creative spirit again. But the first stone for an transInquisitor/Solas fanfiction is set!
He tried to fight against the hands digging into the worn down tunic they must have given him and that was nothing like his Dalish armour. His feet dragged over the cold stone floor and his teeth grit when he tried to wiggle his way out.
But their grip was too firm, bruising almost as they threw him onto the ground, pulling their blades at the same moment to place them around his neck and forcing him to keep his head up at the same prospect.
By the creators, how much he wanted to put an arrow into their foreheads if only he’d have his weapons.
“Don’t even try.” The woman with the dark hair and the metal armour warned him. Her face was a mask of tiredness and desperation, but she tried to hide it with a curtain of harshness. This woman was used to handle interrogation’s, that much was clear. 
“We have guards positioned at the outside as well, you’d do best to corporate if you don’t want to be ended by one of their blades. They will be as quick as I.” she added, her tired yet scornful eyes piercing him as he remained silent.
He wore a stoic mask on his own, as forest green eyes reflected the torches around him. His shoulders were straight, and his chin lifted as he met her gaze, waiting for her to continue on with pursed lips.
Revassan surely wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of speaking on his own, no matter if the damp coldness of the stone floor underneath him dug through the pants they’d given him.
“What were you doing at the conclave?” she continued on, as if he didn’t insult her with his silence. “And what happened? How did you survive?”
Confusion flashed over his face. 
Survive? That didn’t sound right with him, but then again… he could tell that he was injured. His arm still hurt, yet not as badly as it had before, the very palm of his hand feeling as if it throbbed and something was stuck inside.
So, it wasn’t as he knew anymore about what was going on but the Shem’s did obviously.
He regarded her for a moment, seemingly not bothered at all by the cold steel pressed against his neck and ready to end his life at any moment. Yet, he knew, as threatening as they might have been, they were desperate too. He could see it in their eyes after all.
“I was sent to the conclave by request of the Keeper of my Clan.” he answered, carefully. “As for your other question… I can’t answer that I’m afraid for I am just as much in the dark as you are.”
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The 10 Commandments
1 And Moshe called kol Yisroel, and said unto them, Shema, Yisroel, to the chukkim and mishpatim which I speak in your ears today, that ye may learn them, and be shomer to do them.
2 Hashem Eloheinu made a Brit with us in Chorev.
3 Hashem made not this Brit with Avoteinu, but with us, even us, who are all of us here alive today.
4 Hashem talked with you panim b’panim in the har out of the midst of the eish,
5 (I stood between Hashem and you at that time, to show you the Devar Hashem; for ye were afraid by reason of the eish, and went not up into the har) saying:
6 I am Hashem Eloheicha, Which brought thee out of Eretz Mitzrayim, from the bais avadim.
7 Thou shalt have no elohim acharim before Me.
8 Thou shalt not make thee any pesel, or any temunah of anything that is in Shomayim above, or that is in Ha’Aretz beneath, or that is in the mayim beneath ha’aretz;
9 Lo tishtachaveh (thou shalt not bow down thyself) unto them, nor serve them; for I Hashem Eloheicha am an El Kannah, visiting the iniquity of the avot upon the banim unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate Me,
10 And showing chesed unto thousands of them that love Me and are shomer over My mitzvot.
11 Thou shalt not take the Shem of Hashem Eloheicha in vain; for Hashem will not hold him guiltless that taketh Shmo in vain.
12 Keep shomer Shabbos to set Shabbos apart as kodesh as Hashem Eloheicha commanded thee.
13 Sheshet yamim thou shalt labor, and do all thy work:
14 But the Yom HaShevi’i is the Shabbos of Hashem Eloheicha: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy ben, nor thy bat, nor thy eved, nor thy maidservant, nor thine ox, nor thine donkey, nor any of thy cattle, nor thy ger that is within thy she’arim; that thy eved and thy amah may rest as well as thou.
15 And remember that thou wast an eved in Eretz Mitzrayim, and that Hashem Eloheicha brought thee out thence through a yad chazakah and by an outstretched zero’a; therefore Hashem Eloheicha commanded thee to be shomer Shabbos on Yom HaShabbat.
16 Honor thy av and thy em, as Hashem Eloheicha hath commanded thee; that thy yamim may be prolonged, and that it may go well with thee, in ha’adamah which Hashem Eloheicha giveth thee.
17 Lo tirtzah (thou shalt not murder).
18 V’lo tinaf (neither shalt thou commit adultery).
19 V’lo tignov (neither shalt thou steal).
20 V’lo ta’aneh v’reacha ed shav (neither shalt thou bear false witness against thy neighbor).
21 V’lo tachmod (neither shalt thou covet, desiring) thy neighbor’s wife, neither shalt thou covet thy neighbor’s bais, his sadeh, or his eved, or his amah, his ox, or his donkey, or any thing that is thy neighbor’s. — Deuteronomy 5:1-21 | Orthodox Jewish Bible (OJB) Orthodox Jewish Bible Copyright © 2002, 2003, 2008, 2010, 2011 by Artists for Israel International and the World English Bible, which is in the public domain. Cross References: Genesis 15:13; Exodus 18:20; Exodus 19:18; Exodus 20:2-3 and 4; Exodus 20:17; Exodus 34:7; Leviticus 19:11; Numbers 14:18; Deuteronomy 29:1; Psalm 81:9; Matthew 5:21; Matthew 5:27; Matthew 5:33; Matthew 15:4; Matthew 19:18; Mark 2:27; Luke 13:14; Luke 23:56; Romans 7:7; Galatians 3:19; Hebrews 8:9
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hello and happy friday! maybe "Snowdrop (Hope): “We’ll make it through this.”" from the flower prompts for Viera Lavellan & Iloniyn Lavellan? uwu
tysm! my very first @dadrunkwriting prompt fill and i get to write my fave (platonic) pairing >:) these two always end up hurt/comfort so here is exactly that! probably halfway through the trespasser dlc. Viera & Iloniyn words: 664
“There were peaches in the kitchen,” Iloniyn said as he opened the door, rapping knuckles light against the wood. “I brought a basket.” It took Viera a moment to look up from where her hand was clenched in her lap. She almost didn’t. Still, she knew she’d feel better once she did, even if it was a guilty relief. Smiling up at her tael’inan, she shifted aside on the bed to make space for him. “Thanks. Hadn’t managed to grab dinner, yet.” “I figured,” he responded, settling beside her and pulling out his knife. With ease he halved one of the fruits and twisted its pit free, eying her sidelong and arching a brow. She knew that look, but couldn’t think of anything to fill the silence. So she didn’t. “...That bad, huh?” Evidently, she didn’t need to. “The council isn’t impressed with my running off, it would seem,” she said. “I’m not sure how much longer Josie’ll be able to stall for me.” Iloniyn snorted. “Who cares what a few crusty shems think? For fuck’s sake—” He cut himself off when she cleared her throat, returning his attention back to slicing fruit. “Fen’harel’s arse, they’re dull. Thought saving the world from an ancient evil might earn you a little respect. Shows what I know.” He held out a sliced peach, and she took it between her fingers. Any other night his griping might’ve pulled some humor from her, or his kindness some relief; as it was, she only ached. Sweet flesh met her lips, but the fruit was not so ripe as to melt in her mouth. It was still firm, and mild. Though she wouldn’t meet his eyes she knew they studied her, until she could feel his presence shift. “What’s this really about, Vie?” She didn’t want to speak the answer, even to him. Especially to him. Her fears unspoken were hers alone, shouldered in silence so they couldn’t spread. Inevitably the pain would come for him, she dreaded the day it would—what use was there in the torture of anticipation? Or worse, in hope?  In her lap her left hand opened, still sticky at the fingertips from his gift, before an involuntary spasm tensed it shut. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, but she could feel him, pressed to her side. She could feel him, sifting clues from her expression. Tael’inan. One soul, two vessels. Together, whole. But, apart… “If something were to happen to me,” she finally forced out through the lump forming in her throat, before he could hear it, “promise me you wouldn’t follow. That you’d return to Niri, and our clan. Promise me you’d keep them safe.” “Creators, Vie, don’t talk like that—” “Promise me.” This time her voice wavered, and cracked. Beside her, Iloniyn seemed to shift to stone, still and solid. “Promise me. Please.” He didn’t move, not at first. Then, wrapping his peach with the rag he’d spread across his lap and setting his knife aside, he leaned into her. His hand snaked slowly behind her head, palming below her ear and tugging her towards him, until she’d nestled in the crook of his neck with his chin resting on her crown. For just a moment he held her there, unmoving, unspeaking.  Not stone, she corrected, failing to trap tears in squeezed shut eyes, but the trunk of an oak. Stable, enduring.  “Okay. I promise.” His fingers trailed through her hair, tracing around her ear as his chin rolled, and was replaced by his cheek. “But it won’t come to that, Viera. We’re making it through this.” More than anything she wanted to believe him. As quiet tears rolled down the line of her jaw, however, another shock pulsed through her body from her hand, this one taking near all her control to hide as it jolted her heart.  I only need to make it a little longer, she pleaded, shaking in his grasp. Creators, let me make it just a little longer.
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