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RELIGIOUS PEOPLE🫵
I'm writing a Star wars-ish story, and for reasons I will not explain humanity leaves earth behind and migrates through the entirety of the galaxy. My problem is, as an agnostic who's not had a religious upbringing, that I can't phantom how any religion would evolve in case of galactic expansion.
Here comes the hard part: I need people to try to explain both the good and the bad things their respective religions could evolve into in case aliens and humans co-habitated. (As in, do they go to heaven? Are they also creations of god? Are their gods also your gods? Etc.) I'd love to know how you think your religion could re-shape with the appearance of such different creatures.
I ask with absolute respect, I'm just interested and in need of help, and prefer to get answers from you than to make them up myself.
⭐It doesn't matter what your religion is, I'm interested in your point of view⭐
Thank you so much 🫶🫶
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#religion#writing#writers on tumblr#questions#aliens and ufos#original story#im trying#sociology#mithology#paganism#christianity#islam#any religion#evolution#star wars#ish
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Haven't watched it because I'm scared of being right.
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People are talking about the catastrophic life-changing event of October that supposedly happens to everyone.
This past years it was my birthday.
It's pretty cool to feel absolutely unseen and silenced in the middle of your birthday's brindis.
I felt so alone.
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When you are the quiet one in the family they think you simply don't like speaking.
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The genderfluid boob crisis
When masc: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
When ❓: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
When fem: Omg these are so cute!!!!!! How could I serve like this without them?? I'm sexeeeeee!!! 😍😍
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#i need a boobless baddie#to confirm to me that you can#in fact#be cunty without boobs#or else i will forever suffer the presence of these meatsacs#love yall#genderfluid#nonbinary#top surgery#?
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Just watched the first one of the hobbit trilogy again. The last time I did I was probs 10, so like, cool movie you know. I was enchanted by the scenery and such.
But.............
But now.....
Every time his face was in screen I lost it.
10/10 would do again.
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#the hobbit#thorin oakenshield#the hobbit thorin#hot as fuck#how can he be so hot#that's so unfair#beautiful man#really beautiful man#tangerine
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Aren't you all incredibly tired of capitalism lately?
Like, sure, I have been dreading it since I learnt how it worked, but I will be turning 19 in a couple months and all I can think about is the terrible inhospitable landscape that awaits me, filled with all the horrendous decisions of a few old white dudes who will be long gone when I have to be facing the consequences of their inhumanity and narcissism.
I will see the world crumble under my feet, with no home, no clean water or air, no green patch of land to lay on, no wild bunnies and cats to die of cute aggression for, no possibility of having my own children, my own art, my own life... I will be 60 and kids won't know what a tiger is but those responsible for that will be lying under the petroleum-spilt soil: dead, unfaced, unchanged, with the calm smile they all will have when they leave the world with our future in their hands and billions of dollars in their pockets.
I will be turning 19 in not so much and I'm scared, and I know many more people are too. I also know many of those people blame the consequences of a (perfectly working, by the way) capitalism on queer people, women, feminism, abortion, POC people, the "left-winged agenda", etc, etc. And I also know those people won't listen to anything anyone says if it doesn't fit their rhetoric, so I'm not even gonna try.
But for those who are scared and know why, we can do it, loves. I am hopeful. I love humanity, and I trust it loves itself too. I trust all the tired people will, someday, be tired of being tired. I trust that now that information can fly faster, organizing and revolving will be easier than ever. I trust that I will fight for as long as I can, in as many ways as I can, and I trust more people will too. I trust we will make our future as clear as we possibly can. And if not, at least I can hope.
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#anti capitalism#late stage capitalism#fuck capitalism#diary#im so tired#hate white old dudes#i'm scared#the future
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I have not yet forgotten this blog but life is a complicated sea, my ship is faulty and slightly unsteady, and the slightest wind makes it tumble and womble as if we were dancing drunkenly in a club's parking lot.🍊
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Thou art not forgotten, though the passing of my beloved feline hath left a gaping chasm in mine heart. Furthermore, the trials and tribulations of schooling doth assail me, filling mine days with a melancholy that knows no bounds.
I shall return anon, revitalized and resplendent, with a plethora of trivial musings to regale thee.
To all who read these lines, receive hugs and kisses from me to thee.
(i'm failing school and my cat has died)
Bleh🍊
#diary#helo#long no see#cat#sadgirl#talking#like a theatre kid#although i'm not one#because i would#fking puke if i ever got on stage#kisses
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Could we consider Jesus a good candidate for an "always an angel never a god" edit? The og actually, kinda (bc we're agnostic and religion enjoyers in this house).
Like, ok man, you can turn water into wine, make 153 fish not break a net, spread love and peace and do other stuff... but can you create a human from dirt? Didn't think so!!!!
Ykwim? It's angsty.
If there's one please tell me
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#bible fandom#maybe?#jesus and judas are gay#change my mind#always an angel never a god#diary#greek mythology#bible angst#agnostic
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Just drank some coffee couple minutes ago and I'm gonna try to predict whether my ADHD will make it make me anxious, sleepy or just not sleepy. I say anxious.
Hi, it's been half an hour and I'm spiraling.
Ok it is anxious for sure omg my hands are shaking and my lungs are having fun making it hard to breathe 😝!!!
I love ADHD and trying not to fall asleep in class 🥰
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Finished Hilda a couple hours ago, and oh boy!!!!!
My inner kid has been healed, but my now teenager has been absolutely destroyed, murdered, returned from death, killed again, blessed and dehydrated from all the tears shed.
Love it.
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Pinkie Pie would absolutely not die first, nor would she be oblivious in front of the OBVIOUSLY decrepit horrible creatures some AU's have.
She's manic, she's a creature beyond what our stupid minds can comprehend, and she's here to slay.
Don't kill her the first i love her please pleaseeeee
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How do people even keep up with diaries? Like, it's impossible something important is happening to you every day.
I've been floating like an amoeba for a week now, with nothing remarkable happening except possibly the hours of existential dread my brain has forced me to experience and the slow but steady insanity that is conquering my mind.
Apart from that, what do I say? Dear diary, today I slept a lot. Yipie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I so want my brain to be liquated.
Oh yes, make it go from gelly to drinkable and let people take a sip.
It will taste like bitter candy.
My brain is so useless rn, it feels empty, ahhhh!
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Oh, to be a tangerine
Enjoying the sunlight, surrounded by my sisters who bloomed, more or less, with me.
Then being picked, recollected, with some of the others, and put on a box with care.
Then I see no light, no sky, no clouds full of rain to help our thirst, no branches of our mother who cared for us, no hands of the men who put us in this box, just a dark-pitched room that moves.
And finally, light again! This time cold and strange. All full of unknown human faces and alien skies that seem to reach a limit. My skies never did. We are placed on a corner, near the oranges and apples.
And all, just to wait until a caring hand reaches, and holds me tight, debating on whether I'm rightful to be chosen or other of my sisters is. When I'm inside the translucent bag, hugging some others, I see the sunlight far away, the real one.
When I'm pulled out by a new hand, I can see my sun again. This hand is no longer caring, its pulse strange and changing, its palm small and soft.
And there I am. Being torn apart by the inexpert hands of a new little man. Its mother smiling with love, its eyes sparkling with curiosity.
I now am both skin and meat, separated. I am now just skin, broken, pieced apart, left to dry on a window sill.
Enjoying the sunlight.
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