#Angelic encounters

[blueheartbookclub]

"Enigmatic Wisdom Unveiled: A Journey into The Book of Enoch"

Prepare to embark on a mesmerizing odyssey through the celestial realms of ancient wisdom with "The Book of Enoch," skillfully translated by R. H. Charles. This timeless masterpiece, attributed to the biblical figure Enoch, transcends the boundaries of conventional literature, offering readers a profound glimpse into a mystical world where divine secrets unfold.

Charles's translation breathes life into the intricate narrative, guiding readers through Enoch's visionary experiences, angelic encounters, and cosmic revelations. As the pages turn, a rich tapestry of apocalyptic visions, divine judgment, and celestial mysteries unravels, capturing the essence of an ancient wisdom tradition.

The Book of Enoch, though not part of the canonical Bible, proves to be an invaluable source for understanding the spiritual landscape of its time. The text seamlessly weaves together elements of cosmology, morality, and the supernatural, creating a tapestry of thought that has captivated readers for centuries.

Charles's meticulous translation preserves the authenticity of Enoch's revelations, allowing modern readers to delve into the profound teachings that have inspired scholars, mystics, and seekers throughout history. The text grapples with themes of cosmic order, fallen angels, and the ultimate fate of humanity, offering a unique perspective on the age-old questions that continue to intrigue and perplex.

The Book of Enoch serves as a bridge between the earthly and the divine, inviting readers to contemplate the mysteries of existence and the intricate interplay between the seen and the unseen. Charles's translation, with its poetic cadence and scholarly precision, makes this ancient text accessible to contemporary readers, ensuring that the wisdom contained within continues to resonate across the ages.

In a world often dominated by the mundane, "The Book of Enoch" stands as a beacon of transcendent insight, beckoning readers to explore the boundaries of human understanding and connect with the profound truths that transcend time and tradition. This translation, with its evocative language and scholarly merit, is a key to unlocking the doors of ancient knowledge and wisdom, inviting all who dare to embark on a transformative journey through the sacred corridors of Enoch's revelations.

"The Book of Enoch," skillfully translated by R. H. Charles is available in Amazon in paperback 12.99$ and hardcover 20.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 210

Language: English

Rating: 10/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

[kaybeangel]

My second Youtube video is now public. I was told that the previous video was to quiet. This one has had the volume boosted by 50% and seems on my end to be better. Please let me know of any audio issues.

In this video I look at the combat systems for FATE and Savage Worlds.

[blueheartbooks]

"Enigmatic Wisdom Unveiled: A Journey into The Book of Enoch"

Prepare to embark on a mesmerizing odyssey through the celestial realms of ancient wisdom with "The Book of Enoch," skillfully translated by R. H. Charles. This timeless masterpiece, attributed to the biblical figure Enoch, transcends the boundaries of conventional literature, offering readers a profound glimpse into a mystical world where divine secrets unfold.

Charles's translation breathes life into the intricate narrative, guiding readers through Enoch's visionary experiences, angelic encounters, and cosmic revelations. As the pages turn, a rich tapestry of apocalyptic visions, divine judgment, and celestial mysteries unravels, capturing the essence of an ancient wisdom tradition.

The Book of Enoch, though not part of the canonical Bible, proves to be an invaluable source for understanding the spiritual landscape of its time. The text seamlessly weaves together elements of cosmology, morality, and the supernatural, creating a tapestry of thought that has captivated readers for centuries.

Charles's meticulous translation preserves the authenticity of Enoch's revelations, allowing modern readers to delve into the profound teachings that have inspired scholars, mystics, and seekers throughout history. The text grapples with themes of cosmic order, fallen angels, and the ultimate fate of humanity, offering a unique perspective on the age-old questions that continue to intrigue and perplex.

The Book of Enoch serves as a bridge between the earthly and the divine, inviting readers to contemplate the mysteries of existence and the intricate interplay between the seen and the unseen. Charles's translation, with its poetic cadence and scholarly precision, makes this ancient text accessible to contemporary readers, ensuring that the wisdom contained within continues to resonate across the ages.

In a world often dominated by the mundane, "The Book of Enoch" stands as a beacon of transcendent insight, beckoning readers to explore the boundaries of human understanding and connect with the profound truths that transcend time and tradition. This translation, with its evocative language and scholarly merit, is a key to unlocking the doors of ancient knowledge and wisdom, inviting all who dare to embark on a transformative journey through the sacred corridors of Enoch's revelations.

"The Book of Enoch," skillfully translated by R. H. Charles is available in Amazon in paperback 12.99$ and hardcover 20.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 210

Language: English

Rating: 10/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

[potato-lord-but-not]

merch design I did for WILL WOOD HIMSELF HI HELLO IM UNWELL

and it’s ALSO available as a sticker !! (thank u will)

[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Mihály von Zichy (Hungarian, 1827-1906) Romantic encounter, 1864

[ptieuca]

now that i've found this love. i'd do anything for you.

[spacebubblehomebase]

Happy birthday, Anthony! I just finished drawing this on April Fools and thought it fits. What better thing to post today than some queerplatonic Radioapple tomfoolery? And the fact that Angel Dust invited himself in it is just one big beautiful bonus! So please enjoy! -Bubbly 💙

[baddecisionsgoooo0]

Timestuck Soos

So, Timestuck is one of my favorite AU's, and there's been a lot of sub au's (Young Stan and Ford go to the 80's, young stan and ford end up in 2012, Dipper and Mabel end up in 1960 something, Wendy gets transported, etc.)

My idea is Soos is the one transported back in time.

Soos is already Mr. Mystery, so he knows all the drama. He's repairing something around the shack when he accidently grabs a time tape and just zoops back to shortly after Stan gets kicked out.

Soos is slightly confused (not in the "wtf is going on" way but in the "Hmm... oh cool, it's my turn to time travel), but he sees his pretty much adopted father (I headcanon Stan adopts Soos post show) down in the dumps, and decides to help Stan.

Meanwhile, Stan is confused. This big guy who looks kinda like a gopher just showed up, recognized him, and then proceeds to act like an older brother/ father (something Stan has no idea how to deal with).

Soos effectively becomes a perfect distraction for any of Stan's cons, while also teaching Stan some new cons. Dumb cons, like pretending Soos is a descendant of Paul Bunyan. and then getting chased out of Minnesota by the actual descendants of Paul Bunyan,

Eventually, Stan and Soos head towards Gravity Falls. Soos shuts down every argument between Stan and Ford because it's Soos. Bill tries to convince Ford not to trust Soos, but Soos is literally so pure Ford just... ignores Bill.

Eventually, everything is resolved and Soos is like, "Alright dudes, I gotta head home now."

Stan is concerned. "Wait, wasn't your time-doohickey broken?"

Soos laughs "Oh yeah dude. but only for the first week or so. I fixed it within, like, a week."

"So... you could have just gone home at any point?" Stan asks.

"I mean, yeah. But I wasn't gonna abandon you, Mr. Pines."

[tentacleplains]

she's soooo fucking cute...

[lulu2992]

Faith Seed ❈ The Siren

Monarch of the Bliss

[softpine]

reach out and touch faith

[transcript]

[ranger-danger]

In honor of Kane getting a Wyrmling as a familiar in my current dnd campaign. I like the light on it.

[twottie-m8]

@joukaiweek 2024 Day 4 || Flight

New au because I'm sick and twisted and can't stop making them fall in love again and again

Will I dabble in this au after ship week? Highly unlikely, HOWEVER, it will lurk in my brain to play with like Barbie dolls. Sorry, you guys don't have tickets to my mental movie theater :(

Hence, I welcome yall to play around with it yourselves if you so wish! Feel free to brain dump on this post or in my ask box (whichever you feel more comfortable with) as I'd be happy to hear your takes on it ^u^)/

Here's what I've got for any crumbs of lore:

Uhhh I guess if I had to put a label on it I'd call it some kinda science vs mythos au ????

Basically, Dr. Kaiba (cause he's a scientist with a doctorate, smart boy) works at a highly classified facility (think like SCP) and finds himself assigned to a relatively new and infamous subject (it's Wheeler). The subject is tied to all kinds of rumors, which gained it quite a scary reputation, much to Kaiba's dismay. Unexpectedly, when Kaiba turns up to the job, he finds that the subject is nothing like the rumors. It even calls itself by a name: Joey.

The general idea would be a sort of freedom vs captivity struggle. Kaiba and Joey would have very conflicting perspectives, Joey feeling as though he's just here temporarily to help out and learn about the world (loosely calling himself a diplomat, albeit his trip is not official) meanwhile Kaiba fully acknowledges him as a lab subject to study that has no means of escape.

I also like the idea of Joey falling first, but Kaiba falling harder :3c

[wikitpowers]

MY SISTER READ THE PART IN CLOCKWORK ANGEL WHEN WE'RE INTRODUCED TO GABRIEL AND SHE WAS LAUGHING SO HARD AT SAVAGE WILL IM DYING

[paingoes]

Destroyer - Marks

(Masterlist)

girl help i can't stop making bonus content

this is set right around Part XIII, in regard to the “I should probably give you more visible marks.” comment.

(Content: living weapon whumpee, obedient whumpee, somewhat reluctant whumper, dehumanization, power imbalances, physical abuse, minor blood, brief drug mention, death mention)

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He got approximately ten million fucking emails calling him an arsonist, or telling him that the experiment is an accident waiting to happen, or asking why he was letting the A-bomb walk around off-leash, why he was letting the bomb walk at all. Accusations he wouldn’t dare repeat. It was all so stupid. Delta was good. Paris never worried about him fragging. But the appearance of insubordination was damning all on its own. It was not a good situation.

Unfortunately, the messages kept coming. From staff he actually respected, too. People he needed. He didn’t even know how word reached them that quickly. He sometimes forgot just how scared they were of Delta. It had never been a popular project. That night, he received many requests for him to be killed outright. Not fucking happening.

Fucking Nezu telling him what to do with his fucking psychic. He was more mad about that than he ever could have been at Delta. That was why he’d gone easy on him. It gave him serious pause whenever his wants overlapped with Nezu’s — sometimes enough to evaporate them completely. He really wasn’t in the mood.

Something had to be done though, by the time the next meeting rolled around. They had to know that Delta had been punished for it, that Paris didn’t just let him get away with everything.

Delta didn’t fight him on it — not that he’d expected him too. He kneeled in front of the desk like he’d been asked. Paris leaned back against it, hitting the pen a few more times than he needed to. 

Delta looked bad. That day had been the only time Paris had ever seen him cry — even weeks later, he hadn’t seemed to recover from it. His eyes were still so pleading, in a way they’d never been before. It was unsettling.

Paris readjusted the only ring he wore on his right hand. It was sapphire — and it was clean. There wasn’t any reason to drag it out. He tilted Delta’s face up a little, tucking the slick hair back behind the webbed fin of his ear. 

“Hold still.” He didn’t want to hit his eye by accident. The jewel was sharp.

He backhanded him hard across the face. Harder than he would have normally. It needed to bruise.

Delta’s head was forced sharply to one side. His hair fell back in his face, totally obscuring it when he looked down at the floor. He didn’t outwardly react, but his next breaths came out shallow and shaky. Yeah, that hurt. 

Paris cupped his face again, moving it back up to examine the injury. It’d landed where he wanted it to — a thin cut right along his cheekbone. He could see the spot where the bruise would form over the next couple hours. Delta winced. Paris gently smoothed over the flushed skin with his thumb. 

“I’m sorry.” Delta’s voice was quiet. It was all he would say recently. 

“I know.”

It was hard to be mad at him when he was so clearly repentant. When he was being this good about it. Paris released him. He’d planned on hitting him across the other side of his face as well, in the interest of covering all his angles. It didn’t feel worth it anymore.

“Hand.”

Delta placed his hand gingerly into Paris’s own. Paris tightened his grip around it, supporting the palm beneath so that it’d absorb the full force of it. Knuckles facing up. Paris reached back for the ruler left out on the desk.

It cracked down hard against his knuckles, fast enough that he didn’t really have time to flinch. His injured hand reflexively tightened around Paris’s in the aftermath; it was the only real physical reaction he’d had. His claws dug painfully into Paris’s hand, not yet breaking the skin.

Paris released his grip on the hand. Delta’s hand relaxed and the claws withdrew, but he didn’t pull it back like he’d expected. He just left it resting there in his grasp.

“Other one.” 

He offered it without resistance. Same routine. Paris brought the ruler back down over his other hand, watching as the first signs of bruising appeared upon them. He placed the ruler back down and released his grip on Delta’s hand. 

“Done.”

There wasn’t much else to do, really. Delta was always dressed in long sleeves and ceremonial garb. For the most part, only his face and hands were exposed on vanguard days. It was enough, though. His expression alone was enough. If he just stayed like that, he’d be fine.

Delta folded both of his hands back into his lap, bright purple and blue against the pale white of clothes. His hair fell messily in his face, but parts of his eyes were still visible. He was still looking at Paris in that desperate, shell-shocked way.

“…Easy. You’re fine.” Paris didn’t know what to say to make him normal again. “The sting will be gone in a few minutes.”

For the hands, anyway, though the numbness would remain. The mark on his face would hurt a lot longer. 

Delta nodded slowly. A small amount of blood appeared by the cut. 

Paris gestured for him to lean forward again. Delta did so, cringing a little. Paris pressed a tissue against his cheek to stop the bleeding. He sighed as it bled straight through.

“…You want a bandaid?” He offered. The bruise would still be visible beneath it. 

“Yeah.” His voice was barely audible. He took the tissue from Paris, keeping the pressure there. 

Paris disappeared for a moment, loudly knocking shit over in the overfilled medicine cabinet. He came back with the split bandage. Delta held still as he applied it over the cut, smoothing it out against his cheek. It was pale white, the same color as his clothes, standing out sharply against the dark blue of his skin.

“…Thank you,” Delta said quietly. Sweetly. It fucking killed him sometimes.

Paris felt something strange in the pit of his stomach. He ignored it. He made a small, noncommittal noise as he discarded the paper into the trash. 

Delta touched the side of his face gently with the newly discolored fingers. Bruises on bruises. He put his hand abruptly back into his lap when Paris looked at him, as if he’d gotten caught. 

“We’re done.” Paris waved him off, sliding the ruler back into the drawer. The pen was starting to kick in. He was getting lightheaded. 

Delta rose slowly, giving something like a curtsy before he left. Or maybe his legs were just unsteady. Paris didn’t really care. 

The door closed quietly. Paris slid the lock shut. He pressed his forehead against the wood grain. Definitely lightheaded.

……

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[angel-oftheday]

The Angel of the Day is...

Angemon

From Digimon series

Requested by @literatureclub-poetryexchange