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onedismay · 11 months
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wisdoms of the mystics
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gretchensinister · 2 months
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Daily Fic Highlight: To Keep a Body Whole
And the kudos winner is a new one:
"To Keep a Body Whole" is a The Dark Crystal fic that was inspired by the one-word prompt "hospital." Now, there are no hospitals among the urRu, who I wanted to write about in response to the prompts I received, but UrIm is the Healer, and so I decided I would show him at work caring for UrSen, a self-isolating urRu known as the Monk. 16,083 words, T, Gen but you have to be cool with the possibility of any mystic/mystic ship.
Extrapolating from canon, I think it makes sense that the urRu/mystics would have a complex and, for some, difficult relationship with their own bodily needs. In my previous The Dark Crystal fic, I established that the urRu grapple with their own version of purity culture, which is tied to their determination to not be like their skeksis counterparts.
UrIm as Healer, however, has a perspective powerfully shaped by his role in caring for the physical bodies of mystics, all of whom he loves in a variety of different ways. After giving UrSen a checkup, he can't be resigned to the standard urRu way of thinking, but it's unclear what he can do. A conversation with UrLii only leads to more unsettling questions.
UrSen and UrLii don't ever appear in The Dark Crystal or The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance, but that just gave me more room to work!
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UrIm knocked on the stone to the side of UrSen’s doorway. “UrSen! It’s UrIm. I’m here for your checkup.” As he waited for UrSen to answer, he noted that their door curtain was getting ragged around the edges. UrUtt would want to fix that, if only UrSen would let him. UrIm consciously smoothed away any expression that might have pulled on his face in reaction to that thought, and just in time. UrSen drew aside the curtain, blinking in the sunlight before casting their eyes to the ground. “Hello, UrIm. Is it really already time?” “Yes.” UrIm’s calm answer sounded almost thunderous, compared to the extreme softness of UrSen’s voice. “You may have an infection. It needs careful watching.” “I’ve had this trouble for a long time. Has it ever changed much?” It never went away, that was true enough. UrIm was fairly sure it was something that originated with UrSen’s other, and Thra alone knew what they were doing to treat it, or, more likely, to exacerbate it. “Sometimes it’s better, sometimes it’s worse. I am interested in making sure the times it is better are greater.” “You know it makes little difference to me.” UrIm did know that. It was one of his primary sources of distress, even more than whatever he suffered due to SkekUng, though he had learned long ago that it was better if he didn’t say that to UrSen. “It’s still time for your checkup.”
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dejahisashmom · 2 months
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Deuteronomy Chapter 33
This chapter is about Moses blessing the tribes. Ok, so Moses' actual death is in the next chapter. Sorry for the confusion. Hope y'all enjoy.
This chapter is about Moses blessing the tribes. Ok, so Moses’ actual death is in the next chapter. Sorry for the confusion. Hope y’all enjoy. This is the blessing that Moses gave the Israelites before his actual death. Here we go. God came from Sinai & dawned over them from Seir. He shone forth from Mount Paran. He came with myriads of holy ones from the South, from His mountain slopes. Surely…
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silvermahagony · 12 days
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Everything on Earth is being continuously transformed, because the Earth is alive ... and it has a soul. We are part of that soul, so we rarely recognise that it is working for us.
- The Alchemist ; Paulo Coelho
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Night eight, the menorah has finally collected all the candles- the Jewish infinity guantlet is complete!
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fishfingersandscarves · 6 months
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRvT83jA/
Folk punk medley of Hanukkah songs
nice!! thanks nonnie!
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mrs-han · 1 year
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Hi Mama Han! 💜 Please know my Happy Birthday wishes are meant to be sent the day of your birthday and not before 🙏 (in my country is considered bad luck to greet someone for their birthday days before 😅)
I thought of asking for something sweet like MC making Jumin sleep on her lap on the days at his penthouse when he obviously didn't sleep, but THEN I remembered this video:
https://youtu.be/d_sa4Ur04QU
And the masterpiece that was "The Trilogy of the Marias" with Thalia and I thought: Jumin's route, but as a Mexican telenovela with the funniest tropes we love from the medium (the rich boy, the poor girl, the evil stepmom, AMNESIA, lost relatives, Soraya! Pick your choice! )
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Basically I hope you can write something you can have fun writing 😊 and Happy Birthday (in a few days)
Omo, hello Darling!! *huggu*
(Don’t worry, I totally understand — my family will only say it the day of, too! I got caught saying ‘Happy Birthday’ to my father the day before his birthday, and I got LOOKS.)
AND OKAY UM, MEXICAN TELENOVELAS?! Omo. Omo, I just got an idea based off of a show modeled after a telenovela 😂 if you know, you know! (My mom loves that novela, by the by 😂)
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Okie!! Here goes!! And ¡¡¡Muchas gracias por tu petición!!! Siento haber tardado tanto ><
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Jumin had never attended a unisex baby shower before. His father’s more lucrative partner insisted on a gender-neutral theme, something Jumin heavily admired. The colors were very pleasing to the eye.
But as the party progressed, Jumin couldn’t stop noticing the combined glow and irritability of the mother-to-be. She kept complaining of the room being too hot, or too cold. She had even thrown a gifted pair of slippers at her husband’s head at one point.
“Ah, sweet love.” Standing next to his best friend, V casually leaned against Jumin’s sturdy figure. “Take it in, Jumin. One day, that will be us. At the mercy of our dear —”
“What the hell is this?” The mother-to-be demanded, lifting up a pair of slim-fitting jeans. “Who would buy me this now?! Do I look like I can fit into jeans?!”
V awkwardly lifted his glass to his lips. Jumin bit back a laugh.
“Hey Jumin, she’d like jeans, wouldn’t she? She can wear them after she gives birth, right?”
“Honey, try to calm down —”
“How can I stay calm when some idiot thinks I can fit into a size two after this?!”
Slipping out of the room like an eel between rocks, V set his wine glass down and exhaled shakily.
“I’m not an expert, but —”
“Shut up, Jumin.”
Laughing softly, Jumin’s eyes fell to his blurry reflection echoed in the wine’s dark red color.
“Kind of makes you think, doesn’t it?” V asked.
“About?”
“Settling down. Having kids.”
Jumin was ready to object, but his best friend was right. His mind did wander to the possibilities of siring heirs one day, but that meant meeting a woman and…
Ehm.
Still. Jumin’s age combined with the lack of an heir to the Han family name got to him.
A little bit.
“I have no interest in dating anyone at the moment, much less marrying them. Children are, unfortunately, a very distant goal.”
Finishing his wine, V smacked his lips, much to Jumin’s chagrin. “Sure, if you stay in your bubble.”
“Sure, I should be just like you,” Jumin scoffed. “Rambling to the park attendant about the speeds of rollercoasters and eventually throwing up in the nearest trash can once the ride is over.”
“… You said you’d never bring that up again.”
“It’s safe to say that you and I aren’t siring any heirs anytime soon. Women repulse me, and you, well —”
“Yes, yes, I’ll probably puke all over the next woman I talk to. Right?”
“… No, but why not.” Jumin grinned.
V’s eyes grew as a thought came to mind. “Ready for a crazy idea?”
Jumin took another sip of his wine. “Why not, the night is still young.”
“Let’s donate sperm tomorrow.”
Spitting everything up, Jumin’s eyes bore into V. “Are you — what? Why?”
“Well, like you said. We aren’t having kids anytime soon, and with how much busier our lives are going to get, it’s not a bad idea.”
“V, do you really —”
“We’ll be giving the gift of life to a couple. Or a well-off single mom!”
“… I don’t know. Maybe. I’ll think about it.”
“Come on, Jumin. We both know you’re going to say yes.”
“Doesn’t it bother you? There will be a young man or woman that will one day look like you, or me. We aren’t in the private eye, Jihyun.”
“Who cares about all that. Why are you so worried?”
Jumin felt the uncomfortable churn of jealousy over V’s more carefree nature. “I… well, there’s no harm in checking it out —”
“I already made an appointment for us.”
“You wha — delete it.”
A shame V refused to listen. The following day, Jumin found himself sitting in the waiting room of a sperm donor facility.
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“No, that’s literally impossible.”
“Ma’am… I’m sorry, but…” laughing nervously, the doctor looked at you, then at the paperwork in her hand. “The results prove otherwise. When was your last period?”
“Uh, a I’m a little late, but —”
“How late?”
“Two, three weeks? Look, I shouldn’t be pregnant. I can’t be pregnant, I’ve never had sex! I’m here for the results of a Pap smear, not to —!!”
You cut yourself off. You had to, or the swirling sensation you felt would eventually tip you over.
The doctor’s eyes gradually widened. “… You… were the Pap smear appointment at 0900 hours on Tuesday?”
“Yes!!”
“… Oh!” Her laughter almost calmed your nerves.
Almost.
“I confused my appointments, you see… I had an artificial insemination appointment with another client… forty-five minutes after you… I must have gotten you two mixed up…!”
“Are you kidding me?!” You yelled. “How could you confuse the two?!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t — I had a lot on my mind that day! You see, I had —”
“Oh my God, I don’t want to hear it!!” Throwing your hands up, you couldn’t stop focusing on the anxious churning in your stomach. Hell, maybe it was the seed suddenly aware that it shouldn’t be there.
“There are options for you to take —”
“You know what, you’re done. I want a new doctor.”
“Ma’am, it’s the end of the year… and if you want to schedule an appointment with a new provider, you need to wait until after New Years…”
“After New Years.”
“And our staff at the front desk is going to inform you that the wait will be about two months out…”
You had never been more furious in your life. Sliding off of the examination chair, you (tried to) take as many deep, controlling breaths as possible. You were too afraid to ask about your options, and while abortion was the most reasonable, this doctor would probably end up giving you cyanide to injest.
“If I may,” the doctor voiced timidly, raising her finger.
You shook your head, agitating the budding headache against your temples. “I really don’t want to hear any suggestions, thanks.”
“No, you see… the sperm donor asked that I inform him of when his sperm was ever used —”
“His sperm should have never been used.”
“Nevertheless… would you like to know…? Who…”
The timidity of your doctor’s voice frustrated you further. “It doesn’t matter. I doubt I’ll keep it.”
“Which is reasonable, given the circumstances! But, I’m wondering if you, too, would like to know… given you may not keep —”
“Fine. Who is it.”
She stared at you, fumbling with her fingers. “Are you familiar with Han Jumin of C&R International…?”
You stopped breathing. Your fingers tingled, your throat went dry, and your jaw clenched so tightly that you felt your teeth grinding rigidly against each other.
Han Jumin. The heir to the massive business conglomerate, C&R. Of course you knew him. Well, not personally. You were currently reading one of his books, The Successful Path of a Certain Man, for your Business Intelligence & Analytics final.
He was a business magnate, a flawless negotiator and the role model for business majors everywhere.
And you were inseminated with his seed.
“I have to go.”
“Um, wait — ma-am!”
Ignoring your doctor completely, you grabbed your coat and rushed out of the facility. It was too much for you to absorb, and you had so many questions.
Like, what was the Han Jumin doing at a sperm bank?
How would you go about suing your doctor?
Why did you schedule your first freaking Pap smear towards the end of the year?!
You wanted to go home, curl under a huge pile of blankets, and disappear from the world.
But something else captured your attention. A ping from your phone.
Unknown: … Hello…? Can you see this?
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poesia · 10 months
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Nabucodonosor, Urim e Tumim, Erasmo de Roterdam, Martinho Lutero, Estado Islâmico - numa única trama? Isso é só o começo. Mergulhe nesta luta entre os que desejam apressar o fim de todas as coisas, e os que desejam - precisam! - protelá-lo, "até a plenitude dos tempos".
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kdmiller55 · 14 days
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Rejected Savior
1 Now they told David, “Behold, the Philistines are fighting against Keilah and are robbing the threshing floors.” 2 Therefore David inquired of the Lord, “Shall I go and attack these Philistines?” And the Lord said to David, “Go and attack the Philistines and save Keilah.” 3 But David’s men said to him, “Behold, we are afraid here in Judah; how much more then if we go to Keilah against the…
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gretchensinister · 2 months
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To fulfill your request- hospital (or hopital as my fiance and I refer to it in a joking context) brick, and space
Hospital gave me Something To Say and inspired a 16k fic,
Summary:
UrIm goes to UrSen to give them a checkup and faces the difficulty of caring for the body of someone who thinks having a body with needs is a bad thing. But small miracles can happen even in such circumstances. After UrSen's checkup, UrIm and UrLii talk about what UrSen might mean in relation to the other urRu in the Valley, and what needs they all might be ignoring because they seem unthinkable.
Thank you for sending me words! I got really into this, obviously, and I was happy for the excuse to delve deeper into What Is Going On With Mystics.
UrIm has an interesting position as Healer, taking care of beings that are often very uncomfortable with their own bodies.
Also, for the people that are interested, there's a little bit of eroticizing of medical care. Be aware also that I write the mystics as a type of polycule so like, they all have some kind of past or present with each other.
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valengory1234 · 6 months
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Happy first night of Hanukkah!
Chag urim sameach!
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jewishbookworld · 2 years
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Contemporary Uses and Forms of Hasidut by Shlomo Zuckier
Contemporary Uses and Forms of Hasidut by Shlomo Zuckier
The Orthodox Forum Recent years have seen a shift in the approach to religious life among members of the Israeli Religious Zionist and the American Modern Orthodox communities. The trend towards spirituality, and to Hasidic teachings and practices in particular, is noteworthy and deserving of exploration. This volume provides sociological information and historical context situating this trend,…
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funeralpotatoesorbust · 2 months
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Like, I’m really not trying to judge anyone, or how they feel about things. Everyone is different!
That being said, when people on Twitter use things like the seer stones or the Urim and Thummin as a “gotcha” I just think it’s weird?
Am I supposed to think Magic Rocks aren’t cool as hell
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the-garbanzo-annex-jr · 3 months
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kdmiller55 · 1 month
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Guilty As Charged
31 They struck down the Philistines that day from Michmash to Aijalon. And the people were very faint. 32 The people pounced on the spoil and took sheep and oxen and calves and slaughtered them on the ground. And the people ate them with the blood. 33 Then they told Saul, “Behold, the people are sinning against the Lord by eating with the blood.” And he said, “You have dealt treacherously; roll a…
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cherry-blossomtea · 2 months
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As for Andoain he has the fucking fantasy urim and thummim or some shit and also he’s the Law’s specialest little boy hope this helps
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