#daleth my beloved

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

Guys .... Daletg but .... Irish .............

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TSADI ..... but Jewish .... .......................

TEG ... BUT Brazilian ............. ..........

Thank you for attending my TED Talk ......

[csoisoi]

ifrit's tail makes delicious food

[gretelfrei]

YSYEYSYSY TYSM i love this finally some clarity on this.... i will now think about all of these for the next 3 hours.

BUT ALSO HUH I DID NOT REALIZE ABOUT TETH AND LAMED...

CANON SKY FAMILIES

NOTE: these are not headcanons

(IMAGES ONLY)

[salty-scars01]

Winter Wonderland • Misfit Class x GN Teacher • Platonic

The fearsome teacher Naberius Kalego is out sick and you are subbing his beloved Misfit class.

The time for Deviler is right around the corner, but the students have a special request since the grounds of Babyls are covered in snow.

-•-

Despite the Royal One being the perfect classroom, it was fairly cold, even inside.

November had just ended and this was one of the last few days of school before the students and faculty would all have their well deserved break for the remainder of Deviler.

You were asked to teach the Misfit class this whole week as Kalego had called out sick.

You knew the Misfit class had their antics, but you didn't know that the majority of the class had really impressive puppy-dog eyes.

"Please Senei?" Clara whined as she clung to your leg. "Please take us outside!"

Your plans for the day were fairly simple. The students had a few tests for each class before the break, so you opted to turn their class period into something of a study hall.

The students were all hard at work, as most of them still had yet to raise their rank before the Music Festival.

About halfway through the class period, it began to snow outside, adding to the soft blanket of white that had accumulated over the past few days.

A few students noticed it at first when they took a short break, but nonetheless kept working.

Once Clara noticed though, she was the first to jump at the chance to go outside.

"Clara, you'll have two whole weeks off of school to play in the snow," you tried to reason.

"But my family throws a big party and I won't have time!" She pleaded again as she slid down your leg.

"Sensei, we've been studying all week. Are you sure we can't take a break for a little bit?" Lied spoke up from his seat.

"Yes. A break from intense studying is good for the mind," Allocer chimed in.

"Don't be ridiculous!" Asmodeus snapped at his classmates. "We have multiple tests in just a few days. We should use our time wisely and focus on our ranks."

"Shut up, Azz-Azz, you're Daleth (4)," Clara retorted.

Asmodeus simply looked on in shock before he stood and pointed at her, "You're the worst of us all! You couldn't even help Master Iruma study properly!"

You raised your hand and the two stopped bickering.

"Asmodeus has a point. You all have tests in a few days and you need to score high if you want to rank up enough to keep this classroom."

The students all looked back down at their papers, though Asmodeus looked rather smug.

Clara slumped back into her seat and the students returned to silently studying for a short while, though Jazz eventually let a smirk cross his face as he thought of something.

He leaned over to Allocer and whispered to him, not exactly quietly, "Hey, you wanna start a bet on who could hit Iruma with a snowball first?"

This not only piqued Allocer's interest, but the others around them as well.

Allocer nodded and replied, "I'll put my money on Sabnok."

Sabnok, who was seated behind them, puffed out his chest proudly and simply replied, "Challenge accepted!"

His outburst was what drew in your attention just as the students began chatting amongst themselves.

"Sensei!" Elizabetta raised her hand. "All of us here on this side of the room would like to go outside."

"Elizabetta-" you were cut off by Jazz.

"We know you said we should focus on studying, but we'd like to make a deal."

You narrowed your eyes at the cunning boy and Devi help you as you asked, "What are you offering?"

Jazz smirked at your response, but it was Allocer who spoke up. "I have calculated the time that we've been studying over the last few days and determined that the perfect amount of time for a break would be thirty minutes, no more and no less."

You raised an eyebrow at him, this class in particular was an hour long, and it had been nearly thirty minutes already. "Go on."

"If we were to go outside within the next ten minutes, then not only would we have achieved the ideal amount of break time, but it would also positively effect our minds for the next two days as our tests begin."

"We would also end our class period while outside," Jazz added.

You looked over the class that was all now intensely staring at you with wide eyes filled with anticipation.

And Asmodeus as he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Listen closely," You spoke sternly which caused the class to tense up. "You have ten minutes to study, then we're getting coats and we'll go outside until class ends."

The whole class erupted in cheers very briefly before all of the students returned to their books, now with more motivation.

-•-

After the ten minutes were up, the students all scrambled to gather their winter gear and mingled at the door to the classroom.

You grabbed your own coat and winter items and made your way through the students to open the door for them.

"Before we leave," You caught Clara and Lied about to book it out of the Royal One, "Stay in the courtyard just outside the door. Do not go into the forest, do not run off to any other part of the schoolgrounds, and no flying."

"Yes, Sensei!" They all chimed as they began to head outside.

Right next to Clara and Lied, Sabnok was itching to get outside as he now had something to motivate him in the snow.

Iruma, Asmodeus, and Clara all seemed to be building a snowdemon, as they each had small balls of snow that they had already started packing together by the time he got outside.

Jazz and Allocer were already gathering bets and spreading their devious plan to the other students as they spread out across the yard.

Sabnok readied his snowballs and set them in a surprisingly neat pile.

"Iruma!" He called out to the blue-haired boy, who looked up from his half-assembled snowdemon just in time to dodge a snowball that was aimed at his face.

"Ah! Sabnok?" He looked back at the much larger demon in shock.

"How dare you throw a snowball at Master Iruma's face!" Asmodeus yelled to him.

"Yeah! Iruma-kins is playing with us!" Clara joined in.

She leaned down to grab a snowball and chucked it at Sabnok who dodged just in time.

Sabnok let out a roar of laughter at the girls attempt to hit him. "Three against one is it? I like a good challenge!" He reached for a handful of snowballs and launched two of them at Asmodeus and Clara.

The one aimed for Azz hit him in the chest and he scoffed, meanwhile Clara caught hers with her mouth and broke it.

"Clara, don't eat the snow. You don't know where that's been..." Iruma warned her.

"Augh-" Asmodeus groaned as he wiped snow from his clothes. "Now you've done it Sabnok!"

He reached his hand out and casted "Cherusil" on the snow in front of him to create a pile of snowballs.

"Hey! You can't do that!" Sabnok complained.

"All's fair in love and war!" Azz yelled as he launched two snowballs at Sabnok.

"Agh!" He barely dodged the first one and the second one hit his arm. "Why you-"

"I wanna join too!" Lied shouted as he stole some of Sabnok's snowballs.

"Lied! How could you betray us like this?" Clara cried at him.

"Sorry Clarin! No hard feelings but I've got a bet to win!"

The group of students fought out their snowy battle for a short while, blows aimed back and forth with others joined in as stray snowballs hit them.

Eventually, one of the stray snowballs flew and hit you in the back of the head as you were helping Elizabetta put the horns on a snowdevil she was building.

The whole class stopped what they were doing and turned to look at you.

"Sensei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Lied was cut off by a snowball that landed in his face.

You stood there with another fresh snowball in your hand, making all the students pale.

"Who's next?"

A few kids screamed and tried to run away as you began chucking snowballs at your students, others started throwing snowballs back.

Alliances were formed and broken as the rest of the day went on, and the battle only stopped when Asmodeus accidentally hit Iruma with a snowball.

He began to fret over Iruma as the blueberry boy promised he was alright.

Jazz and Allocer walked around in shame as their winnings were all for naught.

At the end of the school day after the screaming bells rang, the whole class laid in the snow together and laughed, with you right there with them.

-•-

The End <3

Thank you for reading!!

I'd like to turn this "Winter Wonderland" into a series with the characters and the reader. Some would be platonic and others would be romantic, it just depends on if I actually do it or not TwT

[theindomitablewoman]

The Indomitable Woman & The Most High God: A Dialogue on Faith, Pain, and Divine Alignment

TIW: Father, why is doubt so prevalent when I try to love through pain the way You love me? Why does my heart tremble when I stand in faith, yet suffering remains?

God: Daughter, pain is either for you to learn a lesson or to endure in faith, hope, joy, and love. But suffering? Suffering comes when you choose to doubt instead of learning, to hold on instead of letting go of what does not align with My will.

TIW: So, my discernment is off? Am I failing to hear You clearly?

God: Beloved, free will belongs to every human. You cannot control another’s choices. You are choosing to suffer by holding on to what I have already revealed as misaligned. The truth is before you, yet you hesitate.

TIW: How do I know that this isn’t a test of my faith? What if I am meant to endure longer?

God: "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, to give you a future and a hope." — Jeremiah 29:11

Faith is not about clinging to what is breaking you. It is about trusting in My direction, even when the road ahead is uncertain. You already sense the truth, yet you fear releasing what I have not required you to hold.

TIW: I understand now. I think of Job…

God: Yes, remember Job—not for his suffering, but for his faith. He kept Me first. He lost everything—his possessions, his children, his health, and the support of those around him—but he never lost his loyalty to Me. Though he grieved deeply, he remained steadfast, trusting that I, the Most High, would restore all things in My divine timing.

You have no control over My will, but you do have control over your alignment. Faith is not attachment—it is trusting that all will work out for the Highest and Greatest Good. Nothing happens without My allowance.

TIW: So I must choose… loyalty to You, or attachment to a human’s actions?

God: Yes, My child. Will you be loyal to My direction, or a human’s approval?

You can only choose to honor or betray the truths you KNOW.

"Love and fear cannot exist in the same space. Faith and doubt cannot exist in the same space."

Which will you align with?

TIW: Thank You for Your endless grace and patience as I learn. Lord, I find myself struggling between two seemingly righteous paths:

Martyrdom in the name of unconditional love, as Jesus modeled by bearing suffering for others.

Following my spirit-led Highest and Best self—discerning through intuition, conviction, experience, and even the wisdom of my body (nervous system).

Which is most honorable to You?

God: My Daughter, My Son was sent to carry that cross for humanity. Do not let His sacrifice be in vain.

You were not meant to carry the weight of the world—He already did. Your calling is not to suffer endlessly in the name of love, but to live abundantly, shining My light so that others may see and follow Me.

No more sacrifices are required unless I call you to them by conviction, not by obligation.

"You are way more useful to Me ALIVE! THRIVING! LIVING ABUNDANTLY!"

Be the lighthouse, not the lifeboat. You are not here to save people, but to illuminate the way back to Me.

Trust My lead. Let your:

Inner light

Peace

Joy

Presence

Gratitude

Fulfillment

Convictions

Intuition

Knowing

Guide you through the darkness.

Align with the LIGHT, not the suffering.

TIW: Father, my soul cries out in gratitude. Thank You for clarity!

God: "Be still, and know that I am God." — Psalm 46:10

It is always in the present stillness that you will hear Me clearly. When life feels overwhelming, quiet the noise. Seek Me in the silence.

You are worthy. You are enough. You are SO loved.

Now, love yourself with your free will as I love you—so that you may love others from a place of wholeness. Expand.

TIW: Amen! Thank you, Lord. ❤️

Reflection on This Conversation:

Faith is trust, not attachment.

Holding on to what no longer serves is not faith—it is resistance to divine alignment.

Free will is real.

You cannot force another person’s growth or choices. Accept what God has shown you.

Jesus bore the suffering.

We are called to shine, not to suffer indefinitely for others.

True surrender is obedience, not passivity.

It is active trust in God’s plan, not clinging to fear-based suffering.

Silence is where divine answers arise.

Be still and listen.

"You were created for joy, love, and abundance. Stop carrying burdens I never gave you. Align with the Light."

Will you choose faith, or will you choose fear?

[inabadancedcrazy]

SMT IV, SMT II, and Disco Elysium

Alright! This one will take a while, but I have many opinions for each of these. I hope nobody minds me doing repeats of certain characters though. My feelings on Daleth are vast abd complex:

SMT IV:

My Dearest Blorbo: Issachar. He toes the line between Blorbo and Glup, but I think his prominence in the prologue of IV secures him a spot as my favorite character from the game. I would kill to get a short prologue type deal where you get to play as him when he's training with Flynn or cavorting with demons.

My Most Gentlest Scrunkly: Has to be Alice. She was with me the entire rest of the gane from when I had her in IV and I wish her all the best. She doesn't have Scrunkly energy of her own, per se, but she is my Scrunkly as per the criteria of the ask.

Scrimblo Bimblo: Probably Issachar again. He doesn't get nearly as much spotlight as I, personally, feel he deserves.

The Glup Shitto I have chosen: Commander Hope. Like I said with Issachar, this can really be interchanged between the two. However, what makes Hope more obscure than Issachar is that you never get a boss fight against him, and thus never get to see his samurai skills in action... Unless you buy the DLC for Apocalypse where they make him green.

The Poorest of Little Meow Meows: How many times can I put Navarre here without it becoming annoying? I love him, he's like another of my meow meows but even more pathetic and unlikeable, I love him. I actually like him even more alive than as a ghost, so yay for base game Navarre! Earning the award for most useless holy knight.

Horse Plinko: Also Navarre.

Eeby Deeby: Abbot Hugo, absolutely, for sure.

SMT II:

Blorbo: Daleth, from my shows. I wish I could play as him.

Scrunkly: Beth. She's the most Scrunkly character in the game, I'm pretty sure. She's just shaped that way.

Scimblo Bimblo: Maybe Madame would fit here? If she's too popular, then I'll throw Daleth out here again.

Glup Shitto: I don't think I have a Glup Shitto for SMT II... Maybe Anoon. I love her, even if she has questionable taste in men. Yes I love Daleth too, but this isn't about me in this one case.

Poor Little Meow Meow: ... Daleth again? I'm sorry everything on this list has been Daleth or Daleth related so far, but I just fucking love that green bastard.

Horse Plinko: Still Daleth. My feelings on this idiot bastard are plentiful.

Eeby Deeby: Puck. Goddamn fairy and his status ailment giving, run around the dungeon, time wasting, no good lousy self. Ten superhells.

Disco Elysium:

Blorbo: This is the toughest question on the list so far. It's either Harry or Kim, but can I rightfully put one above the other? Kim gets it, but only because Harry is just so pathetic that I can't help but think of him as poor, and little, and perhaps a meow meow.

Scrunkly: A certain stick insect. :)

Scrimblo Bimblo: La Revacholiere. I am enraptured every time she speaks, through whispers on the wind and chills up my spine.

Glup Shitto: That one Moralist guy you meet in the young man's room. He's hilarious and tone deaf and I hate him so much but I want to put him on the spot to defend his bs centrism so bad. I wish you could see him more than just the once. Some Sunday Friend.

Poor Little Meow Meow: Here he is!!! Right where he and his skills need to be, one Harry duBois. What a fuckin guy. This old man *is* my poor little meow meow. I will not have his status disputed.

Horse Plinko: Cuno, but only because he would actively fight back. You can't force the Cuno into a Plinko he did not already fully intend to enter. Cuno is in the Plinko of his own design. The Cuno *is* the plinko, pigs all fucking up on the bars, devoured by the flames shit. Real fucking inferno style shit.

Eeby Deeby: Is it wrong to put a dead man here? Lely, with your beautiful eyes and horrible everything else... You get to go here post mortem.

And that's all of it! Thank you for asking!!

[whitebookposts]

CHIEN I SAW THIS ONE ALREADY BUT EACH TIME I SEE IT IT MAKES ME CRY BECAUSE OF HOW GOOD THIS COMIC IS  PEOPLE PLEASE LOOK AT IT LOOK AT THE PRETTY DRAWINGS AND AWESOME DIALOUGE OF MY FRIEND AND ON PRIESTESS (my beloved)  ANYWAY CHIEN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I LOVE THIS COMIC SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH SEROTONIN IT GIVES ME-

A mini comic i did based on a hc by @whitebookposts

[vivi-the-sky-kid]

I’ve been reading your headcannons and ideas on the sky lore, and they’re all brilliant! Which is why I’d like to ask you something that had been bothering me. Granpa isle/daleth isn’t in the eden gate, he seems to be the only damaged elder when we first encountered him (broken mask), he doesn’t get candle bundles/quest, and his land doesn’t nearly have as many stuffs as the other elders after the darkness fell. (Even with wasteland being a wreck, it appears that it thrived more than isle) .

I have seen your theory where you mentioned that he may be the thin glowing line on eden, but other than that, is there anymore?

Thank you in advance!

Oh, Isle Gramps, my beloved. The fandom may sleep on you a bit, but you're a solid 10/10 in my book

So one of my big theories for Daleth/Isle Elder is that they're the one keeping Home intact. They're the one Elder whose realm we can access right away, when Home is all stormy at the beginning. We only see the same weather if we go home during stormlock, but unlike our first birth, every portal but Eden's door is inaccessible when we do that. As you've mentioned, they're also the only Elder with physical damage done to them, which is only repaired when we share our flame with them—when we forge a connection with them. This is a stark contrast to how all the other realm portals are broken when we first awaken, but not Isle's (though all are restored if you go home during stormlock)

I think their mask is broken as a result of the strain of keeping Home active for centuries, and may even be a sign that they were the last Elder to fall dormant. This is also likely tied to the Eden door, as, while the other Elders are the upper five lines branching out from the central circle, there is a sixth line leading to the bottom of the door. The general structure of this design makes that sixth line appear to support the other five, as well as the core (which I personally theorize as representing the King/Eden Elder). They may even have been the last to have faith that the King would return to fix things

As for why they could be supporting the others, given that they appear to be the oldest, it's possible that, when the Elders' stars first fell, the Isle Elder was the one that supported them and helped them get back on their feet, as they had the most strength at the time compared to the others (particularly the Twins, as my headcanon is that the fall is what split their star in two). While the other Elders would soon be able to stand on their own and gain greater strength, Daleth/Isle would still help them if they needed it... and they did, when the Kingdom fell and the Elders got stuck in limbo

Now, this may be due to a glitch, but in relation to how Isle is supporting the other Elders, it's also worth noting that when you awaken Isle from their dormancy/sleep and connect with them, you see all six realm constellations appear in the sky. (This may only happen after you've awakened all the Elders, so any new players, feel free to comment with whether only one constellation showed up or if all of them did)

While the concept art is now mostly non-canon, the Isle Elder's role does seem to have stayed mostly the same from that time, where they served as a psychopomp (furthering the boat symbolism), and now act as the means of entering the Sky Kingdom proper. This role also ties into their grandparent-like appearance, as they resemble a wise elder guiding the younger generation (our sky kids) on their path through life

As the Nintendo Switch trailer showed us, Isle seems to have been sort of a border realm, a place for pilgrims, migrants, and drifters to visit before heading further into the Sky Kingdom. While the names of 2 spirits were changed at one point (Pointing Pilgrim to Pointing Candlemaker, and Ushering Migrant to Ushering Stargazer), their old names do suggest that few people stayed in Isle permanently, and Isle's prominent boat motif (seen in their temple and mask, as well as the numerous boats and docks/gangplanks? seen throughout the main body of the realm) also seems to indicate that travel was what the Elder was mostly associated with. Birds themselves are also often migratory, and the majority of birds we see in-game are constantly moving onward, toward the Eye of Eden (and rebirth)

This association with birds is also why I like to think that they care for them and can create them from flame/light, like the Prairie Elder can make butterflies, which seems to be supported by what happens once you've connected to them

[thehierophage]

April 1, 2021 æ.v. 

Dies Jovii, 

☉︎ 12° ♈︎ : ☽︎ 10° ♐︎ : ♃︎ : Ⅴⅴⅰⅰ 

  Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. 

  The Day of Yod, the Day of the Hermit 

  Hebrew Letter: Yod 

  Numerical Value as Letter: 10 

Numerical Value as Word: 20/14 (Yod+Vav+Daleth or Yod+Daleth) 

Meaning: Hand (open, palm, side & fingers) 

  Thoth Card: The Hermit (Atu IX) 

Alternate Title: The Prophet of the Eternal, The Magus of the Voice of Power. Image:

Correspondences: 

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 20 - Tiphareth to Chesed (from Sephira 6-4) 

Astrological Sign: Virgo 

Element: Earth 

Egyptian Godforms: Isis [as Virgin], Heru-pa-Kraath 

Geomantic Figure: Conjunctio 

Gemstones: Peridot 

Perfumes: Narcissus 

Plants: Snowdrop, Lily, Narcissus, Mistletoe 

Animals: Rhinoceros 

Colors: 

King Scale – Green, yellowish 

Queen Scale – Slate grey 

Prince Scale – Green grey 

Princess Scale – Plum colour

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Wander alone; bearing the Light and thy Staff! And be the Light so bright that no man seeth thee! Be not moved by aught without or within: keep Silence in all ways!

Mnemonic:

Most secret seed of all Life's serpent plan, Virgin, the Hermit goes, dumb Guardian.

Recommended Text for Meditation:

Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazuli, Cap. 5

Liber Liberi vel Lapdis Lazuli Adumbratio Kabbalae Aegyptiorum Sub Figura VII

Being the Voluntary Emancipation of a certain Exempt Adept from his Adeptship. These are the Birth-Words of a Master of the Temple. A.˙.A.˙. Publication in Class A. Imprimatur: N. Fra A.˙. A.˙.

V

1. O my beautiful God! I swim in Thy heart like a trout in the mountain torrent. 

2. I leap from pool to pool in my joy; I am goodly with brown and gold and silver. 

3. Why, I am lovelier than the russet autumn woods at the first snowfall. 

4. And the crystal cave of my thought is lovelier than I. 

5. Only one fish-hook can draw me out; it is a woman kneeling by the bank of the stream. It is she that pours the bright dew over herself, and into the sand so that the river gushes forth. 

6. There is a bird on yonder myrtle; only the song of that bird can draw me out of the pool of Thy heart, O my God! 

7. Who is this Neapolitan boy that laughs in his happiness? His lover is the mighty crater of the Mountain of Fire. I saw his charred limbs borne down the slopes in a stealthy tongue of liquid stone. 

8. And Oh! the chirp of the cicada! 

9. I remember the days when I was cacique in Mexico. 

10. O my God, wast Thou then as now my beautiful lover? 

11. Was my boyhood then as now Thy toy, Thy joy? 

12. Verily, I remember those iron days. 

13. I remember how we drenched the bitter lakes with our torrent of gold; how we sank the treasurable image in the crater of Citlaltepetl. 

14. How the good flame lifted us even unto the lowlands, setting us down in the impenetrable forest. 

15. Yea, Thou wast a strange scarlet bird with a bill of gold. I was Thy mate in the forests of the lowland; and ever we heard from afar the shrill chant of mutilated priests and the insane clamour of the Sacrifice of Maidens. 

16. There was a weird winged God that told us of his wisdom. 

17. We attained to be starry grains of gold dust in the sands of a slow river. 

18. Yea, and that river was the river of space and time also. 

19. We parted thence; ever to the smaller, ever to the greater, until now, O sweet God, we are ourselves, the same. 

20. O God of mine, Thou art like a little white goat with lightning in his horns! 

21. I love Thee, I love Thee. 

22. Every breath, every word, every thought, every deed is an act of love with Thee. 

23. The beat of my heart is the pendulum of love. 

24. The songs of me are the soft sighs: 

25. The thoughts of me are very rapture: 

26. And my deeds are the myriads of Thy children, the stars and the atoms. 

27. Let there be nothing! 

28. Let all things drop into this ocean of love! 

29. Be this devotion a potent spell to exorcise the demons of the Five! 

30. Ah God, all is gone! Thou dost consummate Thy rapture. Falutli! Falutli! 

31. There is a solemnity of the silence. There is no more voice at all. 

32. So shall it be unto the end. We who were dust shall never fall away into the dust. 

33. So shall it be. 

34. Then, O my God, the breath of the Garden of Spices. All these have a savour averse. 

35. The cone is cut with an infinite ray; the curve of hyperbolic life springs into being. 

36. Farther and farther we float; yet we are still. It is the chain of systems that is falling away from us. 

37. First falls the silly world; the world of the old grey land. 

38. Falls it unthinkably far, with its sorrowful bearded face presiding over it; it fades to silence and woe. 

39. We to silence and bliss, and the face is the laughing face of Eros. 

40. Smiling we greet him with the secret signs. 

41. He leads us into the Inverted Palace. 

42. There is the Heart of Blood, a pyramid reaching its apex down beyond the Wrong of the Beginning. 

43. Bury me unto Thy Glory, O beloved, O princely lover of this harlot maiden, within the Secretest Chamber of the Palace! 

44. It is done quickly; yea, the seal is set upon the vault. 

45. There is one that shall avail to open it. 

46. Nor by memory, nor by imagination, nor by prayer, nor by fasting, nor by scourging, nor by drugs, nor by ritual, nor by meditation; only by passive love shall he avail. 

47. He shall await the sword of the Beloved and bare his throat for the stroke. 

48. Then shall his blood leap out and write me runes in the sky; yea, write me runes in the sky.

Love is the law, love under will.

[dailychapel]

In this world of instant gratification, wild desires, unholy ambitions and evil dreams, Lord I ask that you give me the spirit of contentment.

Even as I pray that you will make my life better, I receive the capacity to be content in my circumstances. Amen.

Psalm 119:25–40 NLT - [Daleth] I lie in the dust; revive me by your word. I told you my plans, and you answered. Now teach me your decrees. Help me understand the meaning of your commandments, and I will meditate on your wonderful deeds. I weep with sorrow; encourage me by your word. Keep me from lying to myself; give me the privilege of knowing your instructions. I have chosen to be faithful; I have determined to live by your regulations. I cling to your laws. LORD, don't let me be put to shame! I will pursue your commands, for you expand my understanding. [He] Teach me your decrees, O LORD; I will keep them to the end. Give me understanding and I will obey your instructions; I will put them into practice with all my heart. Make me walk along the path of your commands, for that is where my happiness is found. Give me an eagerness for your laws rather than a love for money! Turn my eyes from worthless things, and give me life through your word. Reassure me of your promise, made to those who fear you. Help me abandon my shameful ways; for your regulations are good. I long to obey your commandments! Renew my life with your goodness.

Isaiah 5:1–30 NLT - Now I will sing for the one I love a song about his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a rich and fertile hill. He plowed the land, cleared its stones, and planted it with the best vines. In the middle he built a watchtower and carved a winepress in the nearby rocks. Then he waited for a harvest of sweet grapes, but the grapes that grew were bitter. Now, you people of Jerusalem and Judah, you judge between me and my vineyard. What more could I have done for my vineyard that I have not already done? When I expected sweet grapes, why did my vineyard give me bitter grapes? Now let me tell you what I will do to my vineyard: I will tear down its hedges and let it be destroyed. I will break down its walls and let the animals trample it. I will make it a wild place where the vines are not pruned and the ground is not hoed, a place overgrown with briers and thorns. I will command the clouds to drop no rain on it. The nation of Israel is the vineyard of the LORD of Heaven's Armies. The people of Judah are his pleasant garden. He expected a crop of justice, but instead he found oppression. He expected to find righteousness, but instead he heard cries of violence. What sorrow for you who buy up house after house and field after field, until everyone is evicted and you live alone in the land. But I have heard the LORD of Heaven's Armies swear a solemn oath: "Many houses will stand deserted; even beautiful mansions will be empty. Ten acres of vineyard will not produce even six gallons of wine. Ten baskets of seed will yield only one basket of grain." What sorrow for those who get up early in the morning looking for a drink of alcohol and spend long evenings drinking wine to make themselves flaming drunk. They furnish wine and lovely music at their grand parties--lyre and harp, tambourine and flute--but they never think about the LORD or notice what he is doing. So my people will go into exile far away because they do not know me. Those who are great and honored will starve, and the common people will die of thirst. The grave is licking its lips in anticipation, opening its mouth wide. The great and the lowly and all the drunken mob will be swallowed up. Humanity will be destroyed, and people brought down; even the arrogant will lower their eyes in humiliation. But the LORD of Heaven's Armies will be exalted by his justice. The holiness of God will be displayed by his righteousness. In that day lambs will find good pastures, and fattened sheep and young goats will feed among the ruins. What sorrow for those who drag their sins behind them with ropes made of lies, who drag wickedness behind them like a cart! They even mock God and say, "Hurry up and do something! We want to see what you can do. Let the Holy One of Israel carry out his plan, for we want to know what it is." What sorrow for those who say that evil is good and good is evil, that dark is light and light is dark, that bitter is sweet and sweet is bitter. What sorrow for those who are wise in their own eyes and think themselves so clever. What sorrow for those who are heroes at drinking wine and boast about all the alcohol they can hold. They take bribes to let the wicked go free, and they punish the innocent. Therefore, just as fire licks up stubble and dry grass shrivels in the flame, so their roots will rot and their flowers wither. For they have rejected the law of the LORD of Heaven's Armies; they have despised the word of the Holy One of Israel. That is why the LORD's anger burns against his people, and why he has raised his fist to crush them. The mountains tremble, and the corpses of his people litter the streets like garbage. But even then the LORD's anger is not satisfied. His fist is still poised to strike! He will send a signal to distant nations far away and whistle to those at the ends of the earth. They will come racing toward Jerusalem. They will not get tired or stumble. They will not stop for rest or sleep. Not a belt will be loose, not a sandal strap broken. Their arrows will be sharp and their bows ready for battle. Sparks will fly from their horses' hooves, and the wheels of their chariots will spin like a whirlwind. They will roar like lions, like the strongest of lions. Growling, they will pounce on their victims and carry them off, and no one will be there to rescue them. They will roar over their victims on that day of destruction like the roaring of the sea. If someone looks across the land, only darkness and distress will be seen; even the light will be darkened by clouds.

Luke 14:25–35 NLT - A large crowd was following Jesus. He turned around and said to them, "If you want to be my disciple, you must hate everyone else by comparison--your father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters--yes, even your own life. Otherwise, you cannot be my disciple. And if you do not carry your own cross and follow me, you cannot be my disciple. "But don't begin until you count the cost. For who would begin construction of a building without first calculating the cost to see if there is enough money to finish it? Otherwise, you might complete only the foundation before running out of money, and then everyone would laugh at you. They would say, 'There's the person who started that building and couldn't afford to finish it!' "Or what king would go to war against another king without first sitting down with his counselors to discuss whether his army of 10,000 could defeat the 20,000 soldiers marching against him? And if he can't, he will send a delegation to discuss terms of peace while the enemy is still far away. So you cannot become my disciple without giving up everything you own. "Salt is good for seasoning. But if it loses its flavor, how do you make it salty again? Flavorless salt is good neither for the soil nor for the manure pile. It is thrown away. Anyone with ears to hear should listen and understand!"

Prayer for Others

Lord’s Prayer Our Father Who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen

Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen.

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

Kivity

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

yo.. do you envision daleth as a specific species of vulture or just. vulture in general

Ok so it's a little difficult because of the amount (23) of different kinds of vultures. To my knowledge (hardly an expert lol), vultures are split into two (genus?) groups: New World (North, Central, and South America) and Old World (Africa, Asia, and Europe). There are a few physical differences that tend to set the two apart, e.g. old world vultures tend to have longer necks and be bigger (not always), and the general existence of a voice box (Old World has it, New World doesn't). So it's not like you'll be often mixing them up, especially if you're listening for them.

There are a few more things I could talk about, but, if I were to guess, Daleth was *originally* based on old world vultures (bc he's an old man /j) such as: the Indian Vulture, Lappet-faced Vulture, Eurasian Griffon Vulture, Rüppell's Vulture. Also what I like to call 'what you think of when someone says vulture'.

I wanted to joke about how Daleth is a Bearded Vulture, however, despite its beauty, it has a big difference in how the neck and head are drawn and it just doesn't give enough Daleth vibes so :( I also wanna include the Himalayan Vulture as an honorary member because it's one of the largest old world species and among the largest true raptors.

So, while I can't pinpoint exactly what vulture Daleth could be, I'd imagine he'd be something along with those mentioned. Hope this helped! :3

(if I messed anything up here it's because I'm super tired lol)

[thehierophage]

Holy Day Meditation for April 1, 2020 æ.v.

April 1, 2020 æ.v.

Dies Mercurii, Sol 12° Aries, Luna 19° Cancer 

 An Vvi æ.n.

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Day of Yod, the Day of the Hermit

Hebrew Letter: Yod

Numerical Value as Letter: 10

Numerical Value as Word:��20/14

(Yod+Vav+Daleth or Yod+Daleth)

Meaning: Hand (open, palm, side & fingers)

Thoth Card: The Hermit (Atu IX)

Alternate Title: The Prophet of the Eternal, The Magus of the Voice of Power.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 20 - Tiphareth to Chesed (from Sephira 6-4)

Astrological Sign: Virgo

Element: Earth

Egyptian Godforms: Isis [as Virgin], Heru-pa-Kraath

Geomantic Figure: Conjunctio

Gemstones: Peridot

Perfumes: Narcissus

Plants: Snowdrop, Lily, Narcissus, Mistletoe

Animals: Rhinoceros

Colors:

King Scale – Green, yellowish

Queen Scale – Slate grey

Prince Scale – Green grey

Princess Scale – Plum colour

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Wander alone; bearing the Light and thy Staff! And be the Light so bright that no man seeth thee! Be not moved by aught without or within: keep Silence in all ways!

Mnemonic:

Most secret seed of all Life's serpent plan, Virgin, the Hermit goes, dumb Guardian.

Liber Arcanorum Verse:

Also the Priest veiled himself, lest his glory be profaned, lest his word be lost in the multitude.

Genius of the House of Mercury

Iuhavahaⲝanعθaton

Genius of the Prison of the Qliphoth

Yamatu

Recommended Text for Meditation:

Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazuli, Cap. 5

Liber Liberi vel Lapdis Lazuli Adumbratio Kabbalae Aegyptiorum Sub Figura VII

Being the Voluntary Emancipation of a certain Exempt Adept from his Adeptship. These are the Birth-Words of a Master of the Temple. A.˙.A.˙. Publication in Class A. Imprimatur: N. Fra A.˙. A.˙.

V

1. O my beautiful God! I swim in Thy heart like a trout in the mountain torrent.

2. I leap from pool to pool in my joy; I am goodly with brown and gold and silver.

3. Why, I am lovelier than the russet autumn woods at the first snowfall.

4. And the crystal cave of my thought is lovelier than I.

5. Only one fish-hook can draw me out; it is a woman kneeling by the bank of the stream. It is she that pours the bright dew over herself, and into the sand so that the river gushes forth.

6. There is a bird on yonder myrtle; only the song of that bird can draw me out of the pool of Thy heart, O my God!

7. Who is this Neapolitan boy that laughs in his happiness? His lover is the mighty crater of the Mountain of Fire. I saw his charred limbs borne down the slopes in a stealthy tongue of liquid stone.

8. And Oh! the chirp of the cicada!

9. I remember the days when I was cacique in Mexico.

10. O my God, wast Thou then as now my beautiful lover?

11. Was my boyhood then as now Thy toy, Thy joy?

12. Verily, I remember those iron days.

13. I remember how we drenched the bitter lakes with our torrent of gold; how we sank the treasurable image in the crater of Citlaltepetl.

14. How the good flame lifted us even unto the lowlands, setting us down in the impenetrable forest.

15. Yea, Thou wast a strange scarlet bird with a bill of gold. I was Thy mate in the forests of the lowland; and ever we heard from afar the shrill chant of mutilated priests and the insane clamour of the Sacrifice of Maidens.

16. There was a weird winged God that told us of his wisdom.

17. We attained to be starry grains of gold dust in the sands of a slow river.

18. Yea, and that river was the river of space and time also.

19. We parted thence; ever to the smaller, ever to the greater, until now, O sweet God, we are ourselves, the same.

20. O God of mine, Thou art like a little white goat with lightning in his horns!

21. I love Thee, I love Thee.

22. Every breath, every word, every thought, every deed is an act of love with Thee.

23. The beat of my heart is the pendulum of love.

24. The songs of me are the soft sighs:

25. The thoughts of me are very rapture:

26. And my deeds are the myriads of Thy children, the stars and the atoms.

27. Let there be nothing!

28. Let all things drop into this ocean of love!

29. Be this devotion a potent spell to exorcise the demons of the Five!

30. Ah God, all is gone! Thou dost consummate Thy rapture. Falutli! Falutli!

31. There is a solemnity of the silence. There is no more voice at all.

32. So shall it be unto the end. We who were dust shall never fall away into the dust.

33. So shall it be.

34. Then, O my God, the breath of the Garden of Spices. All these have a savour averse.

35. The cone is cut with an infinite ray; the curve of hyperbolic life springs into being.

36. Farther and farther we float; yet we are still. It is the chain of systems that is falling away from us.

37. First falls the silly world; the world of the old grey land.

38. Falls it unthinkably far, with its sorrowful bearded face presiding over it; it fades to silence and woe.

39. We to silence and bliss, and the face is the laughing face of Eros.

40. Smiling we greet him with the secret signs.

41. He leads us into the Inverted Palace.

42. There is the Heart of Blood, a pyramid reaching its apex down beyond the Wrong of the Beginning.

43. Bury me unto Thy Glory, O beloved, O princely lover of this harlot maiden, within the Secretest Chamber of the Palace!

44. It is done quickly; yea, the seal is set upon the vault.

45. There is one that shall avail to open it.

46. Nor by memory, nor by imagination, nor by prayer, nor by fasting, nor by scourging, nor by drugs, nor by ritual, nor by meditation; only by passive love shall he avail.

47. He shall await the sword of the Beloved and bare his throat for the stroke.

48. Then shall his blood leap out and write me runes in the sky; yea, write me runes in the sky.

Love is the law, love under will.