#expriest

[drxgony]

blood meridian set # 2 ! showing chapter 5-8

[amartbee]

that olrox and mizrak dialogue sort of inspired a tarblenolah....

[roadside-enshrined]

watching the exorcist show again father marcus i love you

[helenvaughans]

okay now that i have actually finished blood meridian, i'm going to try and do a real fancast:

stellan skarsgard as judge holden

an unknown actor as the kid (i'd imagine this role would be a good way for a young talent to jumpstart their career and i also can't really think of any well known actors who are young enough who could really pull this role off tbh)

pedro pascal as glanton

walton goggins as toadvine

willem dafoe as tobin (the expriest)

[oh-brotherr]

Doodles for my silly trailer park au

This au is an excuse to draw them in modern clothes and share stories ⬇️

Tobin’s fit is 100% inspired by this (ironic) expriest who lived in the same park as my nanny, (he was excommunicated for embezzling from the church offering) my nanny would make us go to his trailer and listen to his sermons as a punishment and he would also preach in the walmart parking lot

Not much to say on Glanton tbh, loosely based on this one guy we all called uncle chris(no we were not related) he was DEFINITELY 100% a coke dealer, but he also would give me a dollar everytime I brought him his nic patches that got delivered to my nanny

[mlarayoukai]

Found out a English priest (Calvin Robinson) got depriested because he wanted to be cute and do the Elon nazi salute. He (the expriest that got his license revoked, lol) is a huge trump fan even though he's an Englishman and could not vote for him if he wanted to. I'm not saying no one outside of the country can't follow the politics but man. Lmao. He's a huge conservative not unlike I've seen extreme American conservatives

He was actively doing a nazi salute. Even if the argument was musk did it by accident, Robinson did a nazi salute and got his license revoked

[909bloodmeridianconfessions909]

i need tobin on a carnal, carnal level. i love expriests, i love men who have abandoned the cloth. i love deeply flawed pseuo-father figures. i love old men. i love him.

also eh toadvine can get some too for similar reasons. the only difference is that he has a sluttier waist.

#1

[putridpackingtown]

I have many unholy things to say about Benjamin Tobin the Expriest but I don’t think the world is ready for that yet

[hell-aint-half-full]

"No man is give leave of that voice [...] when it stops, said Tobin, you'll know you've heard it all your life" (McCarthy, 2001: 128).

Benjamin Tobin Character Study:

Often referred to as the ‘expriest’, Benjamin Tobin is one of the key characters in Blood Meridian. A priest he may have been, but through the entirety of the novel, he is an instrumental member of the Glanton gang. Though pessimistic in his opinion that the Christian God is biased and cynical, Tobin still a firm believer. As a result of this, he frequently clashes with the Judge, who believes War is God. The two often compete for influence over the Kid and, through this, the pair become mouthpieces for their respective Gods, and the Kid, the everyman figure. Though not without sin, he is young and impressionable. Tobin appears to gain the upper hand, keeping close to the Kid and acting as his guardian. Even after the Judge shoots Tobin whilst wearing a makeshift mockery of a cross (McCarthy, 2001: p.242), Tobin attempts to have the Kid murder the Judge, to eradicate the apostle of War. The Kid will not, however, claiming that “he ain’t nothin”. Though, the truth of it more likely appears to be that the Kid was too afraid to carry out the murder (McCarthy, 2001: p.249-50). The fate of Tobin at the end of the novel is unknown, though it is likely, with a bullet would through his neck from the Judge, that he did not survive. The priest fell from God through leaving the church and joining Glanton’s gang. He then falls further as the Judge triumphs over him. In this, War triumphs over God. Shadow triumphs over light. In the world of Blood Meridian, even a man with as precarious a faith as Tobin cannot be allowed to survive in the godless borderlands, the dominion of War, and the Judge sees to it that he doesn’t.

[infinitesimalvermin]

Cannot stop thinking about that part in Blood Meridian where The Kid pulled the arrow out of David Brown's leg. Just read the quote it's so good. I've been thinking sm about it.

"The Judge chuckled. Brown glared about him. Will none of ye help a man?

None Spoke.

Damn all of ye then, he said.

He sat and stretched his leg out in the ground and looked at it, he bloodier than most. He gripped the shaft and bore down on it. The sweat stood on his forehead. He held his leg and swore softly. Some watched, some did not. The kid rose. I'll try her, he said.

Good lad, said Brown.

He fetched his saddle to lean against. He turned his leg to the fire for the light and folded his belt and held it and hissed down at the boy kneeling there. Grip her stout, lad. And drive her straight. Then he gripped the belt in his teeth and lay back.

The kid took hold of the shaft close to the man's thigh and pressed forward with his weight. Brown seized the ground on either side of him and his head flew back and his wet teeth shone in the firelight. The kid took a new grip and bore down again. The veins in the man's neck stood like ropes and he cursed the boy's soul. On the fourth essay the point of the arrow came through the flesh of the man's thigh and blood ran over the ground. The kid sat back on his heels and passed the sleeve of his shirt across his brow.

Brown let the belt fall from his teeth. Is it through? he said.

It is.

The point? Is it the point? Speak up, man.

The kid drew his knife and cut away the bloody point left deftly and handed it up. Brown held it to the firelight and smiled. The point was of hammered copper and it was cocked in its blood-soaked bindings on the shaft but it had held.

Stout lad, ye'll make a shadetree sawbones yet. Now draw her.

The kid withdrew the shaft from the man's leg smoothly and the man bowed on the ground in a lurid female motion and wheezed raggedly through his teeth. He lay there a moment and then he sat up and took the shaft from the kid and threw it in the fire and rose and went off to make his bed.

When the kid returned to his own blanket the expriest leaned to him and hissed at his ear.

Fool, he said. God will not love ye forever.

The kid turned to look at him.

Don't you know he'd of took you with him? He'd of took you, boy. Like a bride to the altar."

THE DOUBLE MEANING. THE KIDS MERCY, HIS PITY. THE WAY THINGS COULD HAVE GONE SO VERY DIFFERENT WITH A SLIGHT TWITCH. OH MY GOD. IF HE HAD MESSED UP, BROWN WOULD HAVE KILLED THE KID AND THEY WOULD HAVE BLED OUT TOGETHER. AND NOBODY WOULD HELP EITHER. AND. AND. IF THE KID HADN'T JOINED IN THE FIRST PLACE, HAD NEVER MET GLANTON, NEVER JOINED UP WITH THE GANG, IF HE HAD NEVER LEFT HOME AT ALL, GOD WOULD HAVE TAKEN HIM. GOD WOULD HAVE TAKEN THIS DECENT YOUNG MAN WHO WOULD HAVE BEEN WITHOUT SIN. BUT THE KID RAN FROM HIS FATHERS HOME AND HE MET THE JUDGE AND HE MET GLANTON AND HE JOINED UP AND ITS TOO LATE. THE DESERT IS NOT HIS PLACE, THE GANG IS NOT HIS FAMILY, THESE SINS ARE NOT MEANT FOR HIM TO REVEL IN. BUT HE IS HERE, GODS LOVE FOR THE KID IS RUNNING LOW, AND IT IS NEARLY TOO LATE. THE. THE. JESUS CHRIST. gughhf okay I'm done thx for reading the ramblings of a madman.

[eternal--returned]

For let it go how it will, he said, God speaks in the least of creatures. The kid thought him to mean birds or things that crawl but the expriest, watching, his head slightly cocked, said: No man is give leave of that voice. The kid spat into the fire and bent to his work. I aint heard no voice, he said. When it stops, said Tobin, you'll know you've heard it all your life. Is that right? Aye. The kid turned the leather in his lap. The expriest watched him. At night, said Tobin, when the horses are grazing and the company is asleep, who hears them grazing? Dont nobody hear them if they're asleep. Aye. And if they cease their grazing who is it that wakes? Every man. Aye, said the expriest. Every man.

Cormac McCarthy ֍ Blood Meridian (1985)

[nicklloydnow]

“You've done this afore, said Tobin.

The kid wiped his nose with a swipe of his greasy sleeve and turned the piece in his lap. Not me, he said.

Well you've the knack. More so than me. There's little equity in the Lord's gifts.

The kid looked up at him and then bent to his work again.

That's so, said the expriest. Look around you. Study the judge.

I done studied him.

Mayhaps he aint to your liking, fair enough. But the man's a hand at anything. I've never seen him turn to a task but what he didnt prove clever at it.

The kid drove the greased thread through the leather and hauled it taut.

He speaks dutch, said the expriest.

Dutch?

Aye.

The kid looked at the expriest, he bent to his mending.

He does for I heard him do it. We cut a parcel of crazy pilgrims down off the Llano and the old man in the lead of them he spoke right up in dutch like we were all of us in dutchland and the judge give him right back. Glanton come near fallin off his horse. We none of us knew him to speak it. Asked where he'd learned it you know what he said?

What did he say?

Said off a dutchman.

The expriest spat. I couldnt of learned it off ten dutchmen. What about you?

The kid shook his head.

No, said Tobin. The gifts of the Almighty are weighed and parceled out in a scale peculiar to himself. It's no fair accountin and I dont doubt but what he'd be the first to admit it and you put the query to him boldface.

Who?

The Almighty, the Almighty. The expriest shook his head. He glanced across the fire toward the judge. That great hairless thing. You wouldnt think to look at him that he could outdance the devil himself now would ye? God the man is a dancer, you'll not take that away from him. And fiddle. He's the greatest fiddler I ever heard and that's an end on it. The greatest. He can cut a trail, shoot a rifle, ride a horse, track a deer. He's been all over the world. Him and the governor they sat up till breakfast and it was Paris this and London that in five languages, you'd have give something to of heard them. The governor's a learned man himself he is, but the judge. . .

The expriest shook his head. Oh it may be the Lord's way of showin how little store he sets by the learned. Whatever could it mean to one who knows all? He's an uncommon love for the common man and godly wisdom resides in the least of things so that it may well be that the voice of the Almighty speaks most profoundly in such beings as lives in silence themselves.

He watched the kid.

For let it go how it will, he said, God speaks in the least of creatures.

The kid thought him to mean birds or things that crawl but the expriest, watching, his head slightly cocked, said: No man is give leave of that voice.

The kid spat into the fire and bent to his work.

I aint heard no voice, he said.

When it stops, said Tobin, you'll know you've heard it all your life.

Is that right?

Aye.

The kid turned the leather in his lap. The expriest watched him.

At night, said Tobin, when the horses are grazing and the company is asleep, who hears them grazing?

Dont nobody hear them if they're asleep.

Aye. And if they cease their grazing who is it that wakes?

Every man.

Aye, said the expriest. Every man.

The kid looked up. And the judge? Does the voice speak to him?

The judge, said Tobin. He didnt answer.”

- Cormac McCarthy, ‘Blood Meridian; or, The Evening Redness in the West’ (1985) [p. 111 - 113]

[yokelfelonking]

God speaks in the least of creatures. No man is given leave of that voice. I aint heard no voice, the kid said. When it stops, said the expriest, you'll know you've heard it all your life. Is that right? Aye. At night, when the horses are grazing and the company is asleep, who hears them grazing? Dont nobody hear them if they're asleep. Aye. And if they cease their grazing who is it that wakes? Every man. Aye, said the expriest. Every man.

Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

[hlfmoonshine]

current active muse list: (temp)

aberdeen carano … librarian (victoria pedretti) vampire she/her bisexual ϵ angelina george … musician (sabrina carpenter) she/her bisexual anya vincent … composer/songwriter (daisy edgar jones) she/her bisexual ash dayna … sales clerk (emma d’arcy) they/them bisexual ϒ beth trent … novelist (natalie dormer) she/her bisexual ϑ boone leigh … drug dealer (drew starkey) he/him homosexual clementine molina … journalist (jeanie mason) she/her bisexual coen eden … illegal fighter (jack o’connell) he/him pansexual dante fox … horror novelist (andrew garfield) he/him bisexual darius landon … owner of the good company (charlie hunnam) he/him bisexual dayton eden … service technician (tom glynn-carney) he/him pansexual dima federov … bodyguard (jai courtney) he/him bisexual elena toro … teaching aid (camila mendes) she/her bisexual erik landon … mechanic/criminal (jake weary) he/him bisexual fleetwood gagnon … musician (paul mescal) he/him pansexual gillian owens … bartender (riley keough) witch she/her bisexual ϵ grey fairfax … novelist (dylan arnold) he/him pansexual ϑ haddie lake … waitress (madelyn cline) she/her bisexual icarus conford … nepo baby (barry keoghan) nephilim he/him pansexual ϵ josie eden … online assistant (willa fitzgerald) she/her bisexual ϒ jordan alexander … video game writer (emma d’arcy) they/them pansexual keyla davis … preschool teacher (fka twigs) she/her bisexual kitsilano riley … owner of the bright eye (elliot page) he/him bixsexual lila barton … clerk (emma mackey) witch she/her bisexual ϵ louis o’brien … financial manager (matthew macfadyen) he/him bisexual ϑ lucien o’malley … history professor/expriest (andrew scott) he/him homosexual ϑ lydia reid … cashier (odessa a’zion) she/her bisexual maric garrison … actor (kit harrington) he/him homosexual magdalena hancock … wrangler (luca hollestelle) she/her homosexual ϒ mickey talbot … owner of cactus jack’s (luke kirby) he/him bisexual morgan forbes … receptionist (natalia dyer) she/her bisexual nevis clarke … fashion designer (kirby howell baptiste) she/her bisexual patrick visser … woodcarver (michiel huisman) werewolf he/him bisexual ϵ perry hart … the art we are owner/artist (rachel mcadams) she/her bisexual rory eden … paralegal (brianne howey) she/her bisexual ϒ rosemary clement … curator (samantha logan) she/her bisexual ruby gilbert … sculpture artist (elizabeth lail) she/her bisexual sanam togan … florist (cemre baysel) she/her bisexual sara woods … insurance specialist (grace van patten) she/her bisexual susanna king hancock … unemployed (madelaine petsch) she/her pansexual tate o’brien … second grade teacher (elizabeth lail) she/her bisexual thaddeus james … millionaire (richard armitage) he/him homosexual ϑ tomas brightman … professor (hamish linklater) he/him bisexual ϑ tyler hancock … golden ranch owner (charlie rowe/ian bohen) he/him bisexual ϑ winnie barton … bartender/hunter (sophie thatcher) witch she/her homosexual ϒϵ wolf weiss … assassin (zach gilford) he/him pansexual ϑ yasha clement … unemployed (sydney sweeney) she/her bisexual

ϑ - exclusive/conditional ϒ - underused ϵ - supernatural alt

[avenueoflovers]

A Very Human Jesus, from your Dubliner expriest, commenting on Gospel of Matthew 15, 22ff, on this 20th Sunday, 20 Aug 23 from J.Paul Lennon on Vimeo.

So I put before you Mary McAleese, Fintan O'Toole, Charles Haughey, James Joyce, George Bernard Shaw, and anyone else you can think of in our illustrious Irish past... Who will you choose? Jesus wants to be alone and is interrupted by a Cannanite, pagan, foreign woman with a problem. How does he treat her? How does she get what she wants? Why did I say "a very human Jesus"? Whom do yo want to follow?

[avenueofflores]

Jesus Walks on Water; not Peter and not the Clergy; The Expriest Preache...