#cruzifix

[barksbog]

enriching the Meat Frogs by letting them crawl around on metal jesus in the woods

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you can adopt one in my bog:

barks-bog.com

[probablybadrpgideas]

A barbarian exorcist who just throws cruzifixes at enemies to knock them unconscious.

[punkrockhistory]

Crucifix play Nightlife/Club Foot, Austin, fall 1983

#punk #punks #punkrock #hardcorepunk #hardcore #cruzifix #history #punkrockhistory

[makemycitybreak]

Cruzifix necklace choking me.

[frowney-miau]

followed the werewolf trek again

discovered on mondaytuesday night:

smol gate nearby grave; between two star-lines

on a pretty fast corner but exit is not reachable by foot

werewolf's curse took a little dive at me, since my belly lock

carries much of the same spell that would cure a werewolf's hunger

yet couldn't find werewolf today,

the curse itself was lifted around 20s, engraving and missing emblem (amber to snake)tell of:

love

cruzifixation

(will add other signs)

puppy rape is a crime

[keinjournalist]

Der Zweck sich zu betäuben

Eigentlich schon tot. Suchtdruck. Ein gebrochenes Herz. Gräuliche Wolken fliegen, Menschen träumen. Mann, dieses gebrochene Herz! Wer möchte denn mehr als 'üblich gebraucht wird'? 10 Millennien lang Hochzeit. Dasein, Taubheit. Im Schrecken der Sterne und Schreien der Potenz: der Südpol der Erde. Sie ist da. Aber wer ist sie? Und ihr? Ihr wurdet nicht in den Träumen gesehen. Seid ihr aus anderer Zeit? Anderer Dimension? Die Seele kennt gewöhnlich das Vorher. Einbildung fremd. Erinnerung? Du ist Ich, dir ist mein. Teufel, Tier, ja der Raum ist kein Feind. Tumblr. Pluto, Mars, Venus, Mond. Stripties im zweiten Himmelreich. Das hat vor mir schon einer gesagt: w e r  b r a u c h  m e (h) r  k u r? Nein, im Kokain vergessen wir uns nicht. Darin treibt eine große Heilerin ihr Werk. Muskatnüsse, Shah Matt! 950 Mrd. € Undankbarkeit. Wo ist der 8. Bauer? Wo der Bube Kreuz? „Was ist Freundschaft?“ ♪ ALL. Ist, doch was ist die Liebe? Ehe, Arbeit, Studium; mehr 'war als wird'. Es ist legal Polizisten Todesangst zu machen, koreanischer Konfuzius! Shennong am Cruzifix. Nicht-Existenz, Musikproduktion. Mein liebster Rapper ein Laborant! Lass die Verdorbenheit im Regal. Mädchen,

 DAS IST WIE JOHN WICK ABER DER HUND IST DIE APOTHEKE.

 Das Grab der 90er. 2000 usw., Ruhe in Frieden. RIF. Blaue Pille wer bist du? Recycling-Chemie. Für das arme Volk! Warte, wer ist arm? Geiz und Armut, sauber und elegant. Ama officium. Mori. Winter, weil „Ich liebe dich.“ Lüge ist. Wir lachen: dritter Himmel? Neque tertium. Wen soll das beindrucken? Wir weinen. Trau dich zur Ekstase, ohne Freude. Lache Schmerz! So hast du Salzwasser noch nie getrunken. 180° und alles was mal Schatten war liegt jetzt in der Sonne.

Schritt für Schritt in Richtung Paradies.

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09.10.23

Bild: Carole Rabe

Text: keinjournalist

[magpie-allosaurus]

Can we hang up fanart now in our homes and tell religious boomers that they did the same? I mean, if you have a cruzifix at home, i guess you even bought christian merchandise

Are old paintings of Jesus considered fanart

I'm sorry it's 6 am

[the-living-nightmare-bitch]

He groans and grabs a cruzifix

Penelope breaks into Micheals room after a late night at work, and just sits on his bed and eats snacks.

He looks at her like 'wtf are you gremlin woman doing?'.

He didn't even co sidered going to sleep yet

[4chanmusic]

https://soundcloud.com/oldsoul1996/angel-blood-prod-cruzifix

[eckensysteme]

Leinwandrückseite, 2018

[tawsifec]

[xnyasux]

This! My dears Is the heaviest battle I have ever seen. It's a Nazi demo shouting "Jews, get lost!" And on the other side the colorful punk demo against it. Everyone on that side was beautiful, I swear. Everyone on the other side was a middle aged white man. It was terrifying yet aesthetic. Interesting first day ever in Berlin.

[neekrobite]

i only have five cruzifixes, thats all i own

[izumanami]

I have almost the same cruzifix on the same spot as you.

Oh? On your foot?

[thelexlucifer]

The Nazarene debunked. And how to become the Anti-Christ.

More than 2 billion Christians form the largest religious group on the planet. As you know from my previous blog posts, I am a satanist, hence I am an atheist (please read my BlogPost “Atheism: There is no God” for further details).

So why writing a Blogpost about the Nazaerne (the more suitable label for the person who proclaims to be God’s son)? Well, this is because the Christian bible explicitly refers to the devil and the anti-christ and see both of them embodied within Satanism. They furthermore see Satanists as devli worshippers, they probably assume the anti-christ to be one of us. Well, not just that they do not realize that they have been had by the Nazarene, they also reproduce unfounded gossips about the Church of Satan (CoS). Let’s discuss that one by one. An exegeses from a Satanic point of view, so to say.

Exegeses means to understand the content of the bible. A good religion teacher will tell you that the bible is no factial report. For instance the creation of the earth is described in two different ways, depending on the book that you consult. This of course also applies for all further chapters, however there won’t be always two texts about the same topic.

Let’s look at the mystique about the Nazarene, who claimed to be Jesus Christ. As there are a lot of stories about him, also in historical books, it can be taken granted that this man lived.  Some claim that there was an immaculate conception: This you can simply ignore, exegeses done by Christian theologist does so, too. This man led more or less a normal life. Then, in his 30s he started to teach and to heal. The teachings can be seen as primitive communism.

The healings astound many people in the West, in Asia however they happen regulalry. In Thailand you will find high skilled Nuad practitioners (Nuad is the Thai word for traditional Thai massage, a kind of passive yoga), that can heal various sufferings simply with their hands - in the highest form even without following usual techniques. You won’t find that at the first available “Nuad parlour“ in Bangkok. But if you travel to tourist free zones, your chances increase. I myself know about people that were paralyzed for several years and then started to walk again after four Nuad treatments. In that case, it was even not the highest possible skillset yet. Of course not everyone can become a master and even a master can’t guarantee to succeed in every case to come. But considering the inflations you find throughout the bible and in the new testament in particular, it is likely that the Nazarene’s fans (apostles, evangelists) referred to such occassions. In this regard please consider that Jesus did not live in Europe. So no evidence based medicine those days.

God’s son ... well, you can try out yourself what to think about it: See a psychiatrist of your choice and tell her that you are God’s son (or daughter, respectively). Insist on it. Do not deviate from it. Call her a sinner, if she does not believe in you. You probably will end up with a diagnosis - narcisstic personality disorder at least. There won’t be any further investigation whether you are speakting the truth. That’s not necssary. Case closed.

Crucified by the Romans. Crucifixion was a common punishment for ringleaders, leaders of anticipated rebellions. They aimed to daunt the offender’s followers. It’s quite likely that this happened.

What about the resurrection? Actually such legends are still quite common in some milieus, for instance drug cartells. Influential people that diseased (or were killed / tortured) are said to be still alive by their (former) followers. Beside that there are theologists that assume that the resurrection was just a metaphor to express that the Nazarene’s teachings were still present, i.e. were followed by the people. I myself know groups that sometimes report that they saw their diseased leader, remember him regularly and so on.

Taken together the Nazarene can be seen as a charismatic leader of the resistance (against the Roman empire), teaching primitive communism and practicing traditional medicine. Maybe suffering from a personality disorder or just skillful usage of religious ideas for building a loyal community. Actually a talented but finally an ordinary man.

Wanna be the Anti-Christ?

There were several folks that showed up on TV screens claiming that they are the Anti-Christ. Maybe that was triggered by “The Omen”, probably one of the best horror movies ever. But actually that behaviour is the same like claiming to be God’s son; you can try the "psychiatry sanity check” suggested above also for this case. So if you want to appear on TV screens, this blog post is not for you.

In a biblical sense you are already the anti-christ if you agree with the above statements or if you do not believe in Jesus Christ. Newer texts talk about anti-christs (so there is more than one) as people denying God’s son and therefore denying the father, too. So actually it’s kind of an immunisation strategy for shielding their believe system towards others. A strategy that you will find in probably every religion and probably in every community and in every ideology. In this case it’s very easy to work around: If you are an atheist you do not believe in any God and therefore do not fear any consequence from him. In a biblical sense you then already are one of the anti-christs. In this regard you may also want to read my blog post “The Catholic Church loves the Devil ...”.

Being the anti-christ however can mean to do better than the Nazarene and not end up on the cruzifix. This demands always looking for the 3rd side, indulge life and pursue your goals. Satanism is a great way to do that.

[lovekakihate]

Bern, du kleine Diva.

Was für ne scheiß idee hier her zu kommen! Viele leute so: "Oah, Bern, voll schön da!", "Lass dich in der Aare treiben"... Bla bla bla.

Lass es mich erklären warum Bern scheiße ist.

Heute so durchn Wald, viel Wald, ich meine nur Bäume und Mücken!, zur Aare gelaufen. Allein der Name. Was soll das? Naja, Aare also überquert und mir das genauer angeschaut. Richtig widerlich wie selbstverliebt und arrogant dieser Fluss da so lang fließt. Ufer wie im Reiseführer mit ordentlich Photoshop. Und das Wasser einfach mal klar. So richtig. Ich mein, ich kann den verkackten Grund sehen. Schätze mal so 1,5-2m Sichttiefe. Und Wasser is so grün-türkis. Bäh! Ich halte meine unrasierten Stumpen darein... Is es einfach mega erfrischend. Sprich Arschkalt. Wer soll denn da baden gehen. Scheiße verdammt, ich bin erkältet!

In der Altstadt genau dasselbe Spiel. Fluss immernoch fucking bildschön und selbstverliebt so am rumschlängeln. Wat die Touri Zone einreißt baut die Aare wieder auf. Haste keen bock uff Touris und Traffic lässte dich einfach in dieser Plörre treiben. Kein Problem. Laufen doch diese ganzen hippen Bern-futzis mit ihren wasserdichten Taschen rum und grinsen mich selbstgefällig an: "Da schauts her, ich wor schwimm in den flussli da. Haste nixch in dein städtle, hä?" Halt doch dein Maul!

Die Spree kommt im Vergleich nur maximal als stinkender Abwasserkanal davon, die ihre Grüne Farbe von den zig Millionen Algen und ähhh Dreck hat. Sichttiefe kannste dit hier nich nennen... 10cm ist halt nicht tief! Gibt längere Schwänze als du in die Spree rin kiecken kannst. Und traust du dich dann doch ins wasser, is es als würdest du von Piss-pfütze zu Piss-pfütze schwimmen. Ich sag nur geil! Ist fasst so entspannend wie ne warme Badewanne und wenn du Glück hast, bekommst du keine Harnwegsinfektion. Bääh.

Ich hab mir Bern ja n bissl kleiner vorgestellt... Meine Füße schmerzen, bin bestimmt schon 10km am Latschen. Pause in nem besetzten Haus: Fabrikool. Slogan "To kool to sell". Aha. Jaaaa.... nice. Übers essen kann ich nich meckern.... Aber Himmel Herr Schrott! Zwei Rudi Völler verschnitte mit Hipster Brille, Piercings und Tattoos geben mir die Hand und stellen sich vor. Ich verstehe kein Wort. Offensichtlich bin ich im Ausland und die meinen es ernst mit ihrer Sprache. Wahrscheinlich spricht da die Kartoffel aus mir - Hey, na!

Besetzungen gehen hier wohl häufig recht klar, was erfreulich aber anhand der Lage in Berlin recht neidisch macht.

Summa summarum ist diese Stadt viel zu schön, der Fluss is end geil und was zu tun gäbe es auch.

Das dicke B erscheint dadurch in einem tristen Licht, welche nur an den großen Touri Orten schick aufpoliert wird, ansonsten ist es ein vermülltes Loch. Was hält mich also davon ab nach Bern zugehen? Es sind diese seltsamen Vokuhila Frisuren und die komisch anmutende Sprache, die mensch vllt nur sprechen kann wenn mensch ein kleines cruzifix im Hals stecken hat oder eben ein Ricola Kräuter bonbon (Anzeige, da direkte Markennennung). Trotzdem bleibt mir diese kleine Diva von Stadt im Gedächtnis, werde ich doch nie regelmäßig in so einer schönen Stadt sein. Scheiß.

Ein-Wort-Fazit: Das Nasenspray kostet 7€.