#Jesus Sophia

[fierysword]

Most of the 'I am' sayings of the Fourth Gospel are Wisdom imagery: the Bread of Life (John 6.35); the Light of the World, which, given the temple context of the saying, must have meant the menorah (John 8.12); the Resurrection and the Life (John 11.25); the Way (cf. Prov. 8.22), the Truth and the Life (John 14.6); and the Vine, bearing in mind that the tree of life was said to have fruit like grapes, and that the kings, the divine sons, had been branches of the tree (John 15.5).

Wisdom: The Queen of Heaven by Margaret Barker

[where-is-the-angst]

i hate it when people get mad at sophie for burning down the storehouse, like, god forbid a girl has hobbies

[cherrysaltvape41]

im back💋💋 missed ya

[foxes-that-run]

A decade, years

The 1989 forward refers to a decade (80’s) and it was re-recorded a decade after it was written, at the same time as TTPD.

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus | Jesus Christ Happy New Year, Super Pretty | Satellite | TTPD Prologue | Original 1989 Forward

[dasurl]

I love subtle foreshadowing

[iyuro]

i finished kr saber and instead of art rn have a culmination of all my enlightened thoughts abt everyone’s relationships

[ahopefulbromantic]

Me, explaining the Bible to my friends: many religious Jews fell in love with Lady Wisdom but alas! When She finally came to them incarnate to be their bride She was a guy and they thought it would be too gay now 😞

[got-into-worm-by-mistake]

“And you don’t think you were trying to emulate me?  Subconsciously?  I was on the track team, and there you are, a bit of a loser, looking for a way to improve yourself, and you start running?”

Okay, yeah, Sophia's just delusional. I'm gonna say that's WB's point here, question settled.

Taylor took up running because you sent those jocks to try and duct tape her to a poll or w/e (and that at least one fic has had those jocks then decide to try to rape Taylor, which is hardly unbelievable).

[ewingstan]

Philosophical ask game: Sophia Hess/Emma Barnes. Whichever you’d prefer.

SEND ME A WILDBOW CHARACTER YOU LOVE. I WILL TELL YOU WHICH PHILOSOPHICAL THOUGHT EXPERIMENT YOU SHOULD GET REALLY OPINIONATED ABOUT (SLASH DEVELOP A PSYCHOSEXUAL FIXATION ON)

Fans of Sophia Hess and the rest of the Trio should read Three Versions of Judas by Jorge Luis Borges!

What do I get to be in this story, besides a monster? What purpose do I serve outside of tormenting the savior, bringing her down so she can rise up? My name is an insult, my image invoked to curse at, and yet nothing would've been possible had I not been there. Was I not a key part of the one path, the great plan for salvation? They talk about how the savior sacrificed themselves for everyone. But she got up again to live a second life. The great plan needed someone damned for all time, and I've gotten no resurrection. Tell me whose sacrifice was greater.

(Other answers here)

[fierysword]

Excerpts from an exercise described in Wisdom's Feast by Cady, Susan

[kyliafanfiction]

There is a significant difference between inflicting pain and violence on others for some tactical purpose - even if the goal itself is morally suspect or dubious - and doing so purely for the sake of inflicting harm and suffering on someone you think beneath you.

That people cannot grasp this and equate the former to the latter is quite frankly, disturbing.

[cherrysaltvape41]

[apocalypticdemon]

so i'm finally reading through the terror scripts and i think this was designed to cause me physical pain.

crozier was supposed to be drinking to schubert..... god

[lav-and-roses-answeringquestions]

The Mousai

After doing a lot of research, divining, and asking questions to everyone, I finally felt ready enough to reach forward to the Mousai!

Z20.2 PORTRAITS OF THE NINE MUSES The nine circles of this mosaic contain portraits of the nine Muses. The goddesses and their attributes from the top left to the bottom right are Calliope with a scroll, Euterpe with a flute, Thalia with a comic mask, Melpomene with a tragic mask, Terpsichore with a lyre, Erato with a cithara, Clio with a writing block, Urania with a globe, and Polyhymnia without an attribute.

I was definitely afraid that this was blaspheming God with this doing this. That this was the final nail in the coffin. I was agonizing forever on this one, even with reassurance from Lady Sophia and Our Holy Mother.

It wasn't until I cried out for a sign in my room that Big J himself said in my ear that no matter what he'd still love me. I actually cried then, scrunching up my covers and sobbing. My tears seemed to wash away my worries- or rather his words did. I told you all before how much of a Big Brother Lord Jesus is, but I never cried like that before him and felt his arms just circle me in an embrace like that.

It was such an amazing feeling! Which is why I'm feeling a lot more confident to put this down!

Now onto the Mousai below the cut!

The Mousai, more readily known as the Muses are the goddesses of music, poetry and inspiration in Hellenism. Led by Calliope, their role was expanded to encompass a variety of arts including rhetoric, philosophy, mathematics, geography, history and astronomy. They were also goddesses of knowledge, who remembered all things that had come to pass as daughters of Mnemosyne, who is the Titan Goddess of Memory and creator of language.

Numbered among them are:

Calliope: Goddess of Epic poetry and eloquence. The mother of the poet Orpheus and the leader of the Mousai. Her name means "Beautiful voiced" from the Greek words kallos and ops.

Clio: Goddess of History. Her name means "To make famous" or "celebrate." from the Greek verb kleô. As a history nerd, I thank her greatly.

Erato: Goddess of erotic poetry. Her name means "lovely" or "beloved" from the Greek word eratos.

Euterpe: Goddess of Lyric poetry. Her name was derived from the Greek words eu- and terpô, meaning "giver of much delight." She might explain where I get all my sudden bursts of inspiration for song lyrics throughout the day!

Polyhymnia: Goddess of Hymns. Her name was derived from the Greek words poly- "many" and hymnos "praise" or "hymn." Invoking her with my hymns and prayers helps me a lot! Same thing with making devotional playlists!

Urania: The Goddess of astronomy and astrology... and mathematics. Definitely mathematics! Praying to her and Lady Sophia for discernment has helped my Pre-Calc grade more than anything else! Her name means: ”Heavenly" or "of heaven".

Thalia: Goddess of Comedy. Her name was derived from the Greek word thaleia meaning "rich festivity" or "blooming." I see myself as a (hopefully) funny person so, I can thank her and My Heavenly Mother for that!

Melpomene: Goddess of Tragedy. Her name was derived from the Greek verb melpô or melpomai meaning "to celebrate with dance and song." She's also the mother of the Sirens! Definitely have been getting inspired by her with my track record for putting my darling ocs through the wringer. Suffering builds character I'm afraid.

Terpsichore: The Goddess of choral song and dance. Her name means "Delighting in Dance" from the Greek words terpsis "to delight" and khoros "dance". While I haven't sung in a choir in a while, I still appreciate how so many people coming together for a common goal can sound heavenly.

If I could describe what I think these Inspirers of Poetic Thought are in a few simple words, I would say that they are, like My Holy Mother and Lady Sophia and Jesus and the Archangels, are Emanations of a large deity- God, that is everything, everywhere all at once. They mix and intersect into each other's domains sometimes while still being their own individuals, but all come from the same source above all. The one that created and is the universe and all living things. The one who slumbers as creation. Our Heaven Father. Khaos. God. It's all the same at the end of the day to me at least. Divine offshoots created from a single unifying source.

I'll send more stuff in the future and try to update more often so don't be spooked if I pop up from time to time! Promise!

[sweetiguessso]

Does It Bleed Like a Woman

Does it bleed like a woman, When the moon pulls the tides? When the seasons shift softly, And time splits and collides?

Does it feel the weight of absence, Like an ache beneath the skin? Does it cradle hidden sorrows, With a strength worn thin?

Does it bleed like a woman, When the world turns away, And the warmth of compassion Fades into shades of gray?

Does it heal in quiet corners, Binding wounds with tender care? Does it carry pain unspoken, And rise though it’s unfair?

For bleeding is not weakness, But the body’s sacred art, A cycle of creation, A rhythm of the heart.

So does it bleed like a woman, With a grace that defies? Enduring, unrelenting, Beneath the boundless skies.