#The Two Voices

[odetoplath]

No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long’d for death

— Alfred Lord Tennyson, from The Two Voices (1842)

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Music For The Soul

by Alexander MacLaren

The Two Voices

The voice of thy brothers blood crieth unto Me from the ground. - Genesis 4:10

Speaketh better things than that of Abel. - Hebrews 11:24

We have the blood that speaks of man’s hate, and the other blood that speaks of God’s love. The former was shed simply because the milk of brotherly affection was all curdled into hate through the working of jealousy and of envy. So that first dismal story rises up on the very threshold of history as a solemn revelation of the possibilities of diabolical and murderous hatred that lie in all human relationships and in all men’s hearts; and speaks to every one of us the warning that we shall not cherish the tiny seeds of jealousy and envy of a brother’s good, which may ripen and fructify into the devilish fruit of murder, as it did there.

Christ’s death was also caused by man’s sins, by the antagonism which was raised in man by His very beauty and purity. Eternal goodness came into the world, and the world hated the light, because its deeds were evil.

But we have to go deeper than that. The blood of Abel proclaimed man’s hate, the blood of Christ proclaims God’s infinite love. For He died, not because men hated Him, but because He loved men. He did not die because Pharisees and Scribes, with all the others who were roused in antagonism against Him, carried out their schemes, but He died because He would. It was not their hostility that nailed Him to the Cross, it was His purpose to save. It was not because men willed it that He perished from the life of earth, but because He would give Himself for us. And so, whilst from that old dim incident far away there, low down on the horizon of history, there streams out, as it were, a baleful light that speaks of man’s sin and hatred, from this other there rays out a celestial brightness, which proclaims the infinite love of the Father who gave His Son, and the infinite love of the Son who gave Himself. The one is reeking with hatred, the other is fragrant with love. The one shows the depths of possible evil in men’s hearts, and how all human affection may be embittered and turned to its opposite; the other shows how the infinite lovingkindness of God lives on and on, like the patient sunshine upon the glaciers, notwithstanding all the coldness and the alienation of man’s nature, and how that infinite and wondrous love shrinks not from even the death which the hate it would win to love can inflict. "The blood of sprinkling speaketh better things than that of Abel," in that against the blackness of man’s hate it lifts the sevenfold lustre of the infinite love of God.

[it-all-begins-with-a-dream]

"Thereto the silent voice replied; ‘Self-blinded are you by your pride: Look up thro’ night: the world is wide." Lord Alfred Tennyson: The Two Voices (1833-1834)

Gerald Moira, “The Silent Voice", ca 1898

[shoomlah]

I have a feeling that beneath the little halo on your noble head There lies a thought or two the devil might be interested to know You're like the finish of a novel that I'll finally have to take to bed You fascinate me so

You Fascinate Me So, Blossom Dearie

[teaboot]

If I can recommend you do 1 low-effort thing for the love of God it is this:

Keep 5 cards in your pocket. One will say "yes", the second will say "no."

If you lose your voice, or lose speech, or want to make a dramatic embellishment at the right time, it is an elegant and efficient solution that is right there at hand.

But what if people question you from there? "Why do you have that card? Why would you do this? How long have you had that in your pocket?" For this, or whatever else they say, the third card: "I don't have a card for that."

"What the fuck," they ask. They laugh. They are bemused. You bring the energy back down with the fourth card: "I have laryngitis. I've lost speech. My throat hurts". Whatever you expect to occur.

The joke is over. Rule of threes. Now they are curious. They wonder about logistics. "How did you know I would say that? Is everyone so predictable?"

As a three-part bit, nobody ever sees the fifth card coming.

"I have powerful wizard magics."

Gets them every time

[cairafea]

my favourite genre of seventeen is when they're straight up lying

ref:

[dcxdpdabbles]

Tim: We convince Dick Grayson to come back as Robin with a really well-made argument.

Danny: Agreed.

Tim: With words Danny

Danny: Yes.

Tim: I don't think you understand.

Danny: I understand plenty

Tim: Then why are you bringing a bat?

Danny: One. This isn't a bat. It's the Fenton Anti-Creep Stick. Two. we going to talk to him at first but if that fails *Swings*

Tim:.... how are we twins?

Danny: You took all the morals in the womb, and I gained charisma in the adoption. Which I once again want to remind you that my parents are totally up for adopting you too

Tim: I have parents

Danny: Parents with an alarmingly lack of Anti-Creep sticks.

[theabigailthorn]

"Good" Acting

i have a theory that a lot of people say acting is "good" when they're emotionally moved by it, and a lot of cishet white people have a lifelong habit of not listening or empathising when minoritised people speak, so minority actors get called "bad" even when they display some pretty fucking amazing technical skill

[dukecarrion]

some doodles i did during my p5r playthrough a couple months ago

[batbabydamian]

inspired by Batgirl (2009) #5 and #7! i love the bonding between Damian and Steph while their mentors bicker/talk about them lol

[femmmie]

[forecast0ctopus]

it’s MY party i’ll draw them whispering conspiratorially if i want to

[bubblybloob]

I find it very funny that supposedly every time our voices bicker and argue, the princess is just left there, totally unaware.

She seemingly acknowledges this too! After a while of back and forth in our mind, she’ll pipe up because she’s noticed we’ve gotten lost in our thoughts. She must think we have trouble with zoning out. She’s not necessarily wrong, I guess.

[rogerrrroger]

LETS ALL PRAY SOMETHING HAPPENS ‼️

[never-looked-so-good]

📷 @/nicolebcardona