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Jesus Restores a Demon-Possessed Man

1 They went across the lake to the region of the Gerasenes. 2 When Jesus got out of the boat, a man with an impure spirit came from the tombs to meet him. 3 This man lived in the tombs, and no one could bind him anymore, not even with a chain. 4 For he had often been chained hand and foot, but he tore the chains apart and broke the irons on his feet. No one was strong enough to subdue him. 5 Night and day among the tombs and in the hills he would cry out and cut himself with stones.
6 When he saw Jesus from a distance, he ran and fell on his knees in front of him. 7 He shouted at the top of his voice, “What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? In God’s name don’t torture me!” 8 For Jesus had said to him, “Come out of this man, you impure spirit!”
9 Then Jesus asked him, “What is your name?”
“My name is Legion,” he replied, “for we are many.” 10 And he begged Jesus again and again not to send them out of the area.
11 A large herd of pigs was feeding on the nearby hillside. 12 The demons begged Jesus, “Send us among the pigs; allow us to go into them.” 13 He gave them permission, and the impure spirits came out and went into the pigs. The herd, about two thousand in number, rushed down the steep bank into the lake and were drowned.
14 Those tending the pigs ran off and reported this in the town and countryside, and the people went out to see what had happened. 15 When they came to Jesus, they saw the man who had been possessed by the legion of demons, sitting there, dressed and in his right mind; and they were afraid. 16 Those who had seen it told the people what had happened to the demon-possessed man—and told about the pigs as well. 17 Then the people began to plead with Jesus to leave their region.
18 As Jesus was getting into the boat, the man who had been demon-possessed begged to go with him. 19 Jesus did not let him, but said, “Go home to your own people and tell them how much the Lord has done for you, and how he has had mercy on you.” 20 So the man went away and began to tell in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him. And all the people were amazed. — Mark 5:1-20 | New International Version (NIV) Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV® Copyright ©1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.® All rights reserved worldwide. Cross References: Psalm 66:16; Psalm 105:18; Matthew 4:3; Matthew 4:24; Matthew 7:6; Matthew 8:28-29; Matthew 8:32-33; Matthew 8:34; Matthew 9:32; Matthew 12:45; Matthew 26:53; Mark 1:26; Mark 4:41; Mark 7:31; Luke 1:32; Luke 8:27; Luke 8:35; Luke 8:39
#Jesus#demonic possession#Gerasene#unclean spirits#cast out#herd of swine#herdsmen#fear#Mark 5:1-20#Gospel of Mark#New Testament#NIV#New International Version Bible#Biblica Inc.
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some stuff involving non sapient creatures in pareidolia, first image is some animals that tomtar have domesticated, second is a remake of gloson, which is a vätte but is, contrary to most other ones ive made, not a sophont and is instead domesticated by trolls. more info below the cut...
ive already talked about the tomteget in another post, so i wont go into detail about them here, but the one shown in the picture is gullmar's goat (and he is there as well as ucan see). tomtar also keep a domesticated breed of wolverine and ermine, used for some different purposes - wolverines more as guarding/herding animals and ermines to hunt. tomtar don't actually tend to hunt a lot of large prey at all, and what they do hunt is sort of limited as a lot of game birds are sacred to them due to folklore (basically ptarmigans, corvids, grouses, capercailles and things in those veins..). therefore despite how small ermines are they can hunt most of the quarry they prefer such as hares, ducks etc - especially bcs the tomte variety of ermine is bred to be a bit larger and more robust. they can also just be kept as companion animals for many tomtar. wolverines meanwhile serve well as guarding and herding animals due to their size and strength. there is a notable regiment of wolverine fighters in the midlands front - where interested tomtar are trained for combat utilizing the power of the wolverine - the one pictured though is a regular herding/guarding animal though. there are probably some smaller tomte hunting groups that try to go for bigger game with them such as wolves etc. but its definitely pretty unusual. tomteget goats are basically universal across tomte cultures, but the tomte wolverines and ermines are a bit more limited, more occuring in northern cultures historically. although as time goes on they have been spread further south, especially as the midlands front was established and increased the communicative network between different disparate tomte societies. 2. this is just a remake of the gloson from that older post bcs i wasnt really happy with the design - its a laaaaarge animal but didnt really feel like it proportionally bcs i stuck too closely to the normal eu swine proportions... things are mostly the same about them though. the orange parts of the horns glow!
#worldbuilding#fantasy#folklore#tomte#gnome#gloson#nordic folklore#spec bio#creature lore#pareidolia tag#bestiary#speculative fantasy#also i am gonna expand design possibilities for tomtar as u can see its not just limited to very ptarmigan/crowesque designs...#basically going to stick to grouse/ptarm/caperc. etc for the northern subsp.#and diff corvids for the southern subsp.#crosses between those can be a mix of both of course#oc: gullmar
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Is there any mention of Eurylochus's status/class in The Iliad or The Odyssey? I have seen people say he's a Prince of Same, others say he's nobility, but not royalty. I imagine he had to be at least of a considerably high status to marry Ctimene
He definitely is upper class you are right, since he also acts as Odysseus's second in command. That should happen only if he belonged to nobility. However ironically the Odyssey never mentions him AS CLEARLY as people think to be Ctimene's husband (for example he never is mentioned as "Ctimene's husband" or the Odyssey say "then she got married to Eurylochus"). On Ctimene we have only one mention by swine herd Eumeus that she married off to Same for a large dowry without mentioning the name of her husband. However there is one moment in the Odyssey that seems to be revealing the identity of her husband as Eurylochus;
In the Rhapsody 10 Odysseus comes back to his men after he came in a deal with Circe but the only one unimpressed and scared still is Eurylochus. Not only does he speak up and says that if they go Circe will transform them into animals to do her bidding perforce and then he cusses at Odysseus calling him reckless and blames him for everything. Odysseus is furious. He draws his sword and is ready to kill him for his words of insolence and the phrase Homer sneaks in is this;

Even if he was my kin by marriage (brother-in-law)
(Translation by me)
The word πηός basically means "kin by marriage" or more simply "brother-in-law" According to mythology we do not know any other sister Odysseus had apart from Ctimene and neither does Homer imply that more children were born out of the marriage of Laertes with Anticlea. So the husband of Ctimene must have been Eurylochus. And once again the marriage wouldn't logically be possible unless Eurylochus were of high status.
So if someone makes a small sum-up, Eurylochus is Odysseus's brother in law (therefore high status at least of nobility) and so logically speaking married to his only sister Ctimene who as we know from Eumeus's story was married off to Same (so Eurylochus was from Same) in exchange of a large dowry (so we also assume that Eurylochus was pretty wealthy himself in order to afford that)
Now the true limits between nobility and royalty are pretty vague in Homer to begin with and for the kingdom of Cephallinians in particular it seems even more vague than normal. We have for instance each of the suitors being more or less autonomous in the poem and even the generals at the fleet of Odysseus seem to have enough autonomy to defy orders from Odysseus or ignore his warnings and all. So it seems that the leadership of the Cephallinians is not so tight to begin with and most likely every one of the individual parts of the kingdom has some sort of semi-autonomy or at least handling up to one point their own wealth.
That being said though, it seems that Eurylochus doesn't have the command of his own ship or part of the fleet and acts as second in command directly under Odysseus's orders. That of course is partially because Odysseus is their king and has more authority and responsibility over them but maybe is also the explanation that he is noble and not directly linked to kingly power of any sort apart from his marriage to the king's sister.
But as I said the term "prince" "king" or "noble" are pretty modern explanations of the homeric greek terms such as "wanax" which is used both for "king" and "prince" interchangeably and basically calls for someone with high authority. So if I take a guess even if you call Eurylochus "a prince" or "a noble" is pretty much the same thing. We talk about someone definitely of the upper class with his own personal wealth, related to the Throne by marriage but apart from that he lives under command of the king like everyone else to the kingdom of Cephallinians while maintaining a certain level of semi-autonomy. Just like the suitors of Penelope or, daresay, the commanders at the fleet of Odysseus.
I hope this helps! 🙏 😊
#katerinaaqu answers#greek mythology#tagamemnon#odysseus#the odyssey#homeric poems#odyssey#homeric epics#eurylochus#eurylochus of same#odysseus and eurylochus#eurylochus and ctimene#ctimene
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Say hello to farmswapfell!!! Here’s a little info about the au first:
Farmswapfell is mainly an agricultural au! Humans and monsters were mixed together on the surface like the other farm AUs. However a war years ago had left almost every area fragmented. With the governments all over in shambles, and harsh lines of different battle sides still dividing the people, there was chaos all around.
Due to the lack of structure, there was no enforcement of the law. Groups of bandits roamed the land. Farms became fortresses while others hoping to get rich or take over territory formed packs to take on these homesteads.
Right before the situation blew up and started another war though, the monsters and many humans were pulled through the crash into ebott! And here they are today!

Meet the farmswapfell bros!!!
Swine Wingdings (farmswapfell sans)
Swine is a skeleton monster standing at 5’8 with a reddish orange magic. He has sharp teeth and slightly droopy eye sockets with one thick scar across both sockets. When wearing his ecto he has a rather chunky build. He’s aged at 92.
Swine is a confident and outspoken monster with a rather troubling tendency to pick fights or stir the pot. He’s known yo he rather shameless, attempts to fluster or guilt him rarely work. Swine is a clever monster, easily picking up new skills, and because of this he looks down on those who are less flexible. While he struggles with empathy, he’s deeply loyal to those thick skinned enough to stick around. He’s a true ride or die friend. He adores animals of all types
Swine works in Goldenvalley as a pig farmer. He owns a nice plot of land where he raises a large herd of swine. His farm definitely isn’t one of the fancy ones. While the pigs are clean and treated well, he’s fine with feeding them anything that won’t make them sick. As a side hustle, he allows others to use the pigs to get rid of… unsavory merchandise
Swines magic weapon is a rocket launcher shaped as a decapitated pigs head lol. It’s more show as the weapon he made is rather slow, but if you’re uncoordinated enough to actually get hit, it packs a massive punch
Swines special ability is called gluttony. His ectos dissolving function when eating is much stronger than the average monster making him able to safely eat materials like plastic, metal, stone and even some plants that are poisonous to monsters. He simply burns them too fast and hard for the poison to enter his body. Unfortunately this comes with the side effect of a constant nagging sense of hunger/appetite
Things he loves: bacon, just meat in general but especially bacon, watching Gordon Ramsey on tv, the British bake off and any other cooking show, the color pink, the gun range, hunting, his hunting dogs lass and lady, contraband human food from outside of ebott, punk rock and country music, dandelions
Possum Wingdings (farmswapfell papyrus)
Possum is a taller skeleton monster standing at 6’8 feet tall! He has a reddish purple magic and a double set of teeth with two top sharp canines in front and sharp teeth underneath. Possums right eye socket has a large scar from top to bottom. The eyelight in that socket no longer works. He is 38 years old.
Possum is at first glance sleepy and absent minded looking. In reality he’s a sharp observant little sneak. Possum has found over the years how to stay silent and blend into the background to avoid suspicion. He’s gotten very good at being overlooked. He’s rather stiff and simple worded around those he doesn’t trust, but with loved ones he’s sarcastic, a bit pushy, and has a small mischievous side.
On the surface, possum is swines farmhand and known around the town for doing odd jobs for extra cash. However his true job is a little less legal. Possum is the middle man for an illegal shipping gang. He picks up contraband items smuggled into Portland or Steeler, and will resell or move them around Goldenvalley. And of course if he ever gets caught, his supportive brothers pigs are great at eating the evidence.
Possums magic weapon is a small dagger easily hidden in his sleeve. The real danger in the admittedly weak weapon lies with his special ability that the blade can use
Possums special ability is called blood thinner. If he can make contact with the blood of his target, he can make that person dizzy, tired, and forgetful. The effects last as long as possum is near the victim
Things he loves: old western movies, breakfast sausages and maple syrup, dumpster diving, hunting, his brothers hunting dogs, exploring abandoned buildings, contraband from outside of ebott, sunflowers, blues and country music
Side characters:
Beetle (farmswapfell muffet): she is swines closest friend, practically a sister to him. She was a neighbor in his old au that joined forces with him and his parents when things started going to sh*t. Beetle was the one to steal a child possum away as swine fought off the thieves that killed his parents. She had personally hunted down the monster who scarred his face and together they held the farm up until the crash happened. These days beetle is enjoying her time on the pig farm. She’s the secretary handling the selling of the animals and buying of the supplies. Occasionally for extra cash, she’ll make a little moonshine on the side ;)
Rooster: a large tree golem, this monster is a sailor in Steeler who is possums main contact when it comes to receiving illegally imported goods. The two bonded over hating ebotts restrictions and being from farmswapfell. Rooster has a massive crush on beetle but is too scared of swine to confess lol
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The Rudhalls had plenty of piglets joining their herd of swine this winter. But Rose has been a little restless - she doesn't mind caring for the hogs but wishes her brother and father didn't insist on living like pigs, too! She gets so tired of cleaning up after everyone and being the responsible one.


Her father Michael owes a huge fine for assulting the future lord of the manor, Elliot Morgreen. And while he was able to sell some horseshit to the local merchants to sell as fertiliser, the family was running low on food. So, Rose headed into the forrest to do a little foraging.

She left the forrest with a bad case of poisoning and a broken heart! It seems like Joshua is smitten with Emily, now. He agreed to be freinds, but seemed to have solely lost interest in her! Maybe she'd taken his affections for granted...
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And I'm home sweet home
Like a herd of swine
And the seeds I've sown
Well they're mine, all mine
They're down so low
In floorboard rest
There's a great big hole
Straight through my chest

I decided to post the pieces separately anyway, because it's unclear how long it will take until I finish the second one😞
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#my art tag#alan wake 2#alan wake fanart#alan wake ii#scratch#remedy entertainment#remedyverse#remedy games#remedy connected universe#AW2
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11 days until my wife (EPIC: The Vengeance Saga) disguises herself to speak to her own swine herd.
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Oh your art is so good, your mermaid designs are especially so pretty and unusual! May I ask what other fairy tales would you like to design, both Andersen and not ( seen that you have started with the Snow White)
Thank you so much! I super appreciate the “pretty and unusual” comment!! 🥹❤️
And yes, essentially I wanna cross off the “well-known” fairy tales. What interests me about these fairy tale redesigns (especially for the popular/well known stories) is that they already have existing interpretations, so my challenge is to put something new out there, which is such a fun exercise for me to try to create the most interesting design (to me) and make it feel fresh somehow! I would be interested in drawing some of the lesser known stories as well, especially if they have a smaller cast of characters. It just means less for me to design and draw haha
Some of the fairy tales on my list include, but may not be limited to:
Hans Christian Andersen
- snow queen, wild swans, the real princess/princess and the pea, the swine herd, little match girl
Brothers Grimm
- snow white , twelve dancing princesses, frog Prince, goose girl, Rapunzel, Hansel and Gretel, red cap, rumpelstiltskin, Cinderella, seven ravens, Snow White and rose red
I’d also like to draw two different versions of some fairy tales (ex, Charles Perrault’s Cinderella/Sleeping Beauty vs the Grimm versions, Perrault’s Beauty and the Beast vs the Villeneuve/Beaumont versions) because their story differences interest me enough to feel like they warrant different character designs and because I want to have my cake and eat it too, by getting to design them “twice” lol.
And there’s also literary tales that don’t originate from folk tales (?) that are on my list that I’m really excited to draw designs for, like:
- the wizard of Oz, Alice in wonderland, Peter Pan, the nutcracker, Pinocchio
If there’s fairy tales/stories I’ve also missed that maybe people are really interested to see and let me know of, I might draw for those too! I didn’t expect these to get much attention/interest truthfully but it makes me happy others are enjoying them because it certainly gives me joy working on them!
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A Non-Comprehensive List of Aspectish Nouns
Abbs, aches, acts, aims, air(s), alms, airde, amps, angst, arcs, art(s), ash,
bags, bails, bait(s), bales, balls, bands, bangs, bark, bells, belts, bends, berths, binds, births, bites, bits, blades, blame, blanks, blasts, blight, bliss, blobs, blocks, blooms, blunts, blur, bolts, books, boons, bounds, bows, braids, brains, brands, brawls, brawn, breadth, breeze, brews, brinks, brooms, bulbs,
cairns, cards, canes, casks, cells, chains, chants, charts, chests, chords, coins, clout, clouds, cords, crafts, crows, crimes, crowds, crowns, crusts, crypts, cubes, cues, cults, cups, cysts,
dams, darts, dawns, deaths, debts, depths, dice, dreams, droughts, drums, dunes, dusks, dust(s),
eggs,
facts, fakes, fangs, fates, fires, flames, fifes, flats, flaws, flies, flint(s), flips, floods, flows, fluffs, flutes, fog(s), fonts, foods, forks, forms, fright(s), frosts, fruits, funk,
gags, gains, gales, gasps, gates, gears, gems, ghosts, gifts, globes, gloom, gloves, gourds, grails, graves, grids, grime, grit, groove(s), grounds, groves, growth, goth(s), gusts,
halls, harps, hawks, haze, heads, heaps, hauls, health, hearths, heed, heft, heights, heists, hell(s), helms, hems, herbs, herds, hills, hives, hoards, hooks, hoops, hordes, holes, horns, hosts, hounds, howls, hues,
imps, ink,
japes, jaunts, jests, jewels, joints, joists, jokes, jolts, joy
kilns, knives, knits,
lairs, lakes, larks, laughs, lawns, leaves, lengths, lines, links, loam, locks, looms, loops, luck, lutes,
maps, masks, means, meat, might, mist, milk, mobs, moods, myths,
names, nerves, nights, nodes, noise, norms, notes,
oil(s), ooze, ores, orbs, oars, oughts,
packs, pacts, paints, pangs, parts, pasts, paths, pikes, pipes, plagues, plains, planes, planks, plinths, plots, ploys, plows, pluck, points, poles, ports, praise, pranks, prayers, prey, primes, probes, proof(s), prose, pull(s), push, punk(s),
qi, quakes, quales, qualms, quarks, quests, quills, quilts, quirks,
racks, rafts, rags, raids, rails, rain, ramps, range, ranks, rants, raps, rats, rays, reach, realms, reams, reeds, reins, rests, rhyme(s), riffs, rifts, rings, risks, rites, roads, roars, rooms, roots, ropes, rot, routes, rows, rules, runes, rungs, ruts,
sails, sand(s), salt(s), sauce, saws, sax, scales, scams, scars, scares, scarves, scenes, scents, schemes, schticks, scope, scores, scorn, scrap(s), scrawls, screams, screens, screws, scripts, scrolls, seams, seas, sects, seeds, shacks, shade(s), shame, shapes, shards, sharps, shawls, shields, ships, shoots, shoulds, shouts, shreds, shrouds, sides, sighs, sights, signs, silk(s), silt,
sims, sins, sites, size, skates, skeins, skies, skills, skulls, slabs, slag, sleep, slime, slings, slits, sludge, slums, smiles, smog, smoke, snacks, smurfs, snails, snakes, snarls, sneaks, sneers, sniffs, snow, soaks, soap, soil, songs, sores, sounds, spades, sparks, spears, speech, spells, spheres, spice, spikes, spills, spines, splits, spoils, spooks, spores, sports, sprawls, sprays, spring(s), sprites, sprouts, spuds, spunk,
squads, squalls, staff/staffs/staves, stains, stairs, stakes, stamps, stars, starts, states, stats, stealth, steeds, stems, stench, steppes, steps, stew, stitch, stick(s), stilt(s), stings, stinks, stipes, stives, stock(s), stone(s), stools, stops, storms, stoves, strain, strands, straw, streams, strength, stress, strides, strife, strikes, stripes, stuff, style, suits, sump(s), suns, surf, swag, swales, swamps, swarf, swarms, swells, swines, swords, synths,
tacks, tag(s), taint, talc, tales, tarns, tarts, tasks, tears, tech, teeth, tents, tests, text, there, things, thirst, thneed, thorns, thrills, throats, ticks, tides, tines, tints, tithes, toads, tombs, tomes, tones, tongues, tools, torque, toys, trails, trains, traps, trash, trees, tricks, tropes, trust, truth, tubes, twine, type(s),
valves, vapes, vaults, veils, veins, verse, vibes, vines, voice, vows,
walls, war, wards, warmth, wastes, waves, wax, ways, weal, wealth, webs, weeds, wells, what, when, where, who, why, width, wile, will, wind, wine, wings, wire, wit, woe, wood(s), words, work, worlds, worms, wounds, wrath, wrongs, wyrd, wyrms,
yokes, yolks,
zeal, zen, zilch.
Also, red, blue, black/jet, gray, white, gold, green, bronze, plum, cream, jade, lime, mauve, tan, beige, brown, peach, pearl, pink, puce, rose, rust, slate, taupe, teal, wheat. Colors are so abstracted that they can be made to mean anything. I'd recommend rust, bronze, gold, lime, green, jade, teal, blue, plum, pink, pearl, jet, but maybe that's just the ol’ brainworm wiggling.
All entries are monosyllabic with my pronunciation. Bolded items are those I feel are particularly potent. Italicized items are those I feel are particularly weak or otherwise humorous. Most of these are more appropriate as components of lands than full aspects, but "void" and "space" are both stretched beyond recognition in canon (not even touching blood and rage) so, honestly?, just do whatever. For best results, they should be conceived of as sets, which I can provided when sufficiently distanced from sobriety. Thematic links will elevate anything.
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Jesus Sends Demons into a Heard of Swine
11 A large herd of pigs was eating on a hill near there. 12 The evil spirits begged Jesus, “Send us to the pigs. Let us go into them.” 13 So Jesus allowed them to do this. The evil spirits left the man and went into the pigs. Then the herd of pigs rushed down the hill into the lake and were drowned. There were about 2,000 pigs in that herd.
14 The men who took care of the pigs ran away. They went to the town and to the countryside, telling everyone about this. So people went out to see what had happened. 15 They came to Jesus and saw the man who had had the many evil spirits. The man was sitting there, clothed and in his right mind. The people were frightened. 16 Some people were there who saw what Jesus had done. They told the others what had happened to the man who had the demons living in him. And they also told about the pigs. 17 Then the people began to beg Jesus to leave their area.
18 Jesus was getting ready to leave in the boat. The man who was freed from the demons begged to go with him.
19 But Jesus would not allow the man to go. Jesus said, “Go home to your family and friends. Tell them how much the Lord has done for you and how he has had mercy on you.” 20 So the man left and told the people in the Ten Towns about the great things Jesus had done for him. All the people were amazed. — Mark 5:11-20 | International Children’s Bible (ICB) The Holy Bible, International Children’s Bible® Copyright© 1986, 1988, 1999, 2015 by Thomas Nelson. Cross References: Psalm 66:16; Matthew 4:24-25; Matthew 7:6; Matthew 8:10; Matthew 8:32-33; Matthew 8:34; Matthew 9:32; Matthew 26:53; Mark 5:9-10; Mark 7:31; Luke 8:27; Luke 8:35; Luke 8:38-39; Acts 16:39
#Jesus#demonic possession#exorcism#herd of swine#demoniac#Gospel of Mark#Mark 5:11-20#New Testament#ICB#International Children's Bible#Thomas Nelson
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[Telemachus, spoken]: Don’t be so hard on yourself! Underneath all that blood, and dirt, and sweat, and gore-
[Nausicaä, spoken]: Is there a point, Telemachus?
[Telemachus, spoken]: The point, Nausi, is-
Music Start .
[Telemachus]: You are a hidden gem.. a diamond in the rough. A treasure, you must dig.
[Nausicaä]: The dig parts true enough.
[Telemachus]: You are a glint of gold, just peekin’ through the muck, a lovely glint of gold, that I can’t wait to pluck-
Music Stop .
[Nausicaä, spoken]: What was the last word?
[Telemachus, spoken]: Pluck?
[Nausicaä, spoken]: Oh.
Music Start .
[Telemachus]: You are an I may say—a pearl cast, before swine. And I will polish you, until you shine! Yes I will, polish you, until you shine…
[Nausicaä]: Be careful what you say.. I’m not like other girls.. Less pearl before swine, than swine cast before pearls.
(what other girl burns down ten ships in a day. /j)
[Nausicaä]: And you are a glint of gold, that I’d so like to—pluck? But this is who I am.. And here is where I’m stuck.
[Telemachus]: Beneath the muck I see, a spark, of the divine.
[Nausicaä] Someone’s had too much wine…
[Telemachus, in unison with her]: And I will polish you.. Until you shine!
[Nausicaä]: He wants to polish me, until I shine…
[Telemachus]: If you don’t come with me, then this is what I’ll do—I will spend my life, down in the muck with you! And we’ll raise a herd of pigs!
Nausicaä looks to the pigs like “wtf?”
[Telemachus]: And if we don’t smell nuts.. As long as I’m with you, my life is paradise!
[Nausicaä]: Anywhere with you is paradise!
[Telemachus and Nausicaä]: So I will raise you up! Like silver from a mine! And I will polish you! Until you shine!
[Telemachus and Nausicaä]: Yes I will polish you, until you.. shine. Together, we will shine!
End. Disney movie ahh/j
HAHA this is awesome! the "pluck" thing had me dying XD
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i think one of my most borderline heretical if not actual heretical beliefs is that I am like 50-90% convinced that the devil does not actually exist and is simply a metaphorical personification of humanity's Fallen status and ability to Sin. Demons could be just the language of the time describing various mental illnesses but i am much less sure of that considering the details of various accounts of Jesus casting evil spirits out of people (and on one occasion into a herd of swine).
Obviously this does not mean that if some well-dressed dude saunters over to my door and offers me my hearts' desire in exchange for my soul i would just blindly take it. But what little actual Biblical Canon about Satan there is is already so extremely steeped in metaphor and fable that it seems prudent to not discount the possibility that His Evilness just... is one.
It makes it easier, right? To blame everything bad in the world on this one big bad talking in everybody's ear. But the thing about Temptation is that you always have the option not to succumb to it. In the end it's still us humans making those decisions. It's still us humans being greedy and selfish and hateful. That's why we need Jesus' forgiveness in the first place.
The snake told Eve all those lies but Adam and Eve were the ones to eat the Knowledge Fruit, and in the end does it even matter if the Snake was real or not? Maybe the snake was a talking snake. Maybe the snake was a metaphor for the doubts in Eve's head. The result is all the same, and the modern conception of Satan carries so much with it nowadays that has little to nothing to do with the actual Bible that if believing in a literal Satan brings you further away from God then maybe it's better for one's own faith journey to scrap the concept entirely and consider the guy a metaphor.
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Where's Ctimene in the odyssey? I've seen people say she was there in the palace but she never appears and is only mentioned once and Odysseus doesn't meet her when he comes back
Nobody knows. It is not even clear if Ctimene is alive at that point yet alone whether someone contacted her or where she is. Indeed Ctimene is mentioned only once in the Odyssey by Eumaeus speaking on how they grew up together see also my other post:
Eumaeus also mentions her marriage in Same for a large dowry which her family (aka Odysseus) received for her hand. Given how Odysseus names Eurylochus "his kin by marriage" and given that Eurylochus was from Same according to sources, as well it is assumed that she was married to Eurylochus, thus other sources like Strabo mentioning it even more clearly
Apart from that we have no clue what happened to Ctimene anywhere between her marriage in Same till the events of the Odyssey. At least as far as the Odyssey is concerned Ctimene could be anywhere from alive and kicking till sick or dead at that point. If she is alive though we can assume she is still in Same or remarried by her parents to someone else given how most people more or less had lost hope on the return of Odysseus and his crew ever since they heard on Menelaus's return 7 years after the taking of Troy. She could literally be anywhere from Same where she was initially married till some other kingdom along the coastline or something or even dead. She definitely doesn't seem to be in Ithaca given indeed how she is not mentioned to the reunions of Odysseus or taking care of her father Laertes or any other mention on dowry or new marriage so either she was remarried again, declared widow in Same or potentially dead like her mother or by illness.
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TAKING OVER THROUGH PRAYER 1
"PRAYING ALWAYS WITH ALL PRAYER AND SUPPLICATION IN THE SPIRIT, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints."
Ephesians 6:18 (NKJV)
• Whatever God has for you, which you could not get in the place of prayer, or through prayer, in the spiritual realm, could not be gotten or received in the physical realm.
- You pray to take over; to appropriate whatever God has spoken about your life and ministry—your inheritances in God through Christ Jesus.
• There some basic truths you have to know about the devil and his kingdom:
a. The devil is a spirit being, hence a supernatural being. And he has other spirits which are working with him; the fallen angels and the demons.
b. The devil is diversified in his operation and the air space is the seat or the base of his operations (Daniel 10:13,20; Ephesians 6:12).
c. The devil has a well arranged and planned kingdom. The network operation in his kingdom is well arranged and connected. This aids informations to travel fast in his kingdom.
- As God did have the believers in Christ Jesus, who are loyal to Him and His Kingdom on the earth; the devil also has the humans who are loyal to him, and are working for the expansions of his kingdom on the earth. The like of satanists, witches, wizards, occultists, voodoos, witch-doctors, and many more (Acts 13:6-11).
• These human agents of the dark kingdom, who worked for the devil, had made a decision or covenant with him to propagate his kingdom.
- Human agents of the dark kingdom are promoted based on their faithfulness, hardworking, and the results they were able to get in the assignment given to them.
- Know that the devil cannot operate in the world without the cooperation of human beings. This also is applicable to God, He would not operate in the world without the cooperation or involvement of the humans.
- The devil needs humans as instruments, for the expansion of his kingdom or work on the earth; and God does as well.
- Those who are human agents of the devil had demons assigned to work with them in carrying out the plans, programmes, and various works of the devil.
- Their works are mainly about the lives of human beings in general (Ephesians 2:2) and that of those who are loyal to God who are hindering him and his cohorts from carrying out their operations (Revelation 12:17).
- These human agents are given spiritual instruments and weapons with which to work with—to carry out their evil agendas or nefarious activities.
- They attack their victims with sicknesses, diseases, lost of fortunes, distresses, evil occurrences, blindness of minds, and many others. Sicknesses and the like are the works of the devil (Luke 13:10-16; Acts 10:38; 1 John 3:8).
• Demons are cultural. There are demons assigned to work in certain areas, towns, cities, and nations (Daniel 10:13,20).
- The demons in the mad man of Gadarenes did not want to leave the area or region; they pleaded that Jesus will not send them away from that region but permitted them to enter into the herd of swine feeding around the place (Mark 5:1-13).
- This is one of the reasons why things that happened in each community, town, city, or nation, differ.
- The demons in each area, in conjunction with the human agents of the devil in such a place, are given the responsibility or duty by the devil, to influence the social-economic and the spiritual activities of the area and the life of the people resident there:
2 IN WHICH YOU ONCE WALKED ACCORDING TO THE COURSE OF THIS WORLD, ACCORDING TO THE PRINCE OF THE POWER OF THE AIR, THE SPIRIT WHO NOW WORKS IN THE SONS OF DISOBEDIENCE, 3 AMONG WHOM ALSO WE ALL ONCE CONDUCTED OURSELVES IN THE LUSTS OF OUR FLESH, FULFILLING THE DESIRES OF THE FLESH AND OF THE MIND, AND WERE BY NATURE CHILDREN OF WRATH, JUST AS THE OTHERS" (Ephesians 2:2,3 NKJV).
• The devil also has demons which he assigned to monitor some people's cases. - The demon assigned would not allow the person to open up or yield to be ministered to, or listen to whatever he or she is being told about their predicament; that their deliverance might not be made a reality or be perfected:
24 AND a servant of the Lord must not quarrel but be gentle to all, able to teach, patient, 25 IN HUMILITY CORRECTING THOSE WHO ARE IN OPPOSITION, if God perhaps will grant them repentance, SO that they may KNOW THE TRUTH, 26 AND THAT THEY MAY COME TO THEIR SENSES AND ESCAPE THE SNARE OF THE DEVIL, HAVING BEEN TAKEN CAPTIVE BY HIM TO DO HIS WILL" (2 Timothy 2:24-26 NKJV).
READ: 2 Corinthians 4:3,4
- There are also errand demons whose works are to carry news, or take informations to places—their centres of operations. Information travels fast in his kingdom as earlier said. The devil is not omnipresent, but has a lot of workers, demons and humans, to carry out his bidding at different locations and at each stipulated time.
- The devil himself goes about to and fro, in the world, to monitor things (Job 1:7; 2:2; 1 Peter 5:8).
• You will not fail in Jesus' name.
- If you are battling with any sickness or disease, I declare your healing now in Jesus' mighty name.
The hold of the sickness is destroyed completely in the mighty name of Jesus Christ.
Peace.
TO BE CONTINUED
STEPS TO SALVATION
• Take notice of this:
IF you are yet to take the step of salvation, that is, yet to be born-again, do it now, tomorrow might be too late (2 Corinthians 6:1,2; Hebrews 3:7,8,15).
a. Acknowledge that you are a sinner and confess your Sins (1 John 1:9); And ask Jesus Christ to come into your life (Revelation 3:20).
b. Confess that you believe in your heart that Jesus Christ is Lord, and that you confess it with your mouth, Thus, you accept Him As your Lord and Saviour (Romans 10:9,10).
c. As you took the steps A and B your name is written in the Book of Life (Philippians 4:3; Revelation 3:8).
- If you took the steps As highlighted above, congratulations, It means you are saved—born-again. Join a Word based church in your area and Town or city, and be part of whatever they are doing there. Peace!
#christianity#gospel#christian living#christian blog#jesus#the bible#devotion#faith#my writing#prayer
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Nature Walk (woman to pig transformation)
When Cassie stared her relaxing nature walk, she was a normal girl. But then she started to smell something… intoxicating. Truffles, as it turned out - buried delicacies that smelled like virile, ready boars. And while her mind didn't understand the smells, her body did. She followed the olfactory trail eagerly. And so slowly, starting with her womb, she started to change. She transformed to fulfill her deepest, unexamined, unknown desires. Every moment of her walk has left her less a normal girl, and more a sow. Her insides are quite advanced - she now boasts the heart, stomach, bowels, and ovaries of a healthy pig. Even her brain has started to change. But her outward features are changing too, revealing her for what she is. How far will it go? Will the gorgeous, buxom, sable-haired beauty really join a herd of pigs, waddling on all fours like any other? Will her tail wiggle as a boar ruts her, filling her full of piglets to love? Cassie had never contemplated being a pig; having any life other than human. But tomorrow, she may well not contemplate any life other than that of a satisfied sow. It's hard to imagine a woman as refined and beautiful as Cassie being content eating with her face, pooping on the ground, mating with boars, whelping piglets, and socializing only with other swine. But she will be. She'll find life as a fat smelly breeding sow enchanting, mesmerizing - a senses-overload. The end of her nature walk will lead into a sty full of other hogs, and then the gate will shut behind her. Of course, the plump sow will always remember her human life, but she won't miss it. Not when there's another boar willing to mount her!
This is the one hundred and thirty-first of my photomanipulations to debut first on Tumblr.
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Let's play a game called, "What Author is Mono Obsessing Over?"
Or otherwise, Does anyone want to guess the story I was inspired by?
When they first came to life, they heard an overwhelming amount of noises. Noises of smashing, speaking languages they had never heard, footsteps on sand. Its eyes open, before shutting from the blinding light. What light! It had never seen such light! And this body. What body! A body? They had never had a body of their own. That meant the ritual worked!
They looked at themselves in a mirror. They were a tan man, with brown curls atop their head. Its hands rub through its hair. Is this what it was like to feel hair? With hands? It never had hands that could touch. Nor did it ever have hair to feel. They touched its face. It never had a face of its own. It could never obtain a face of its own. It never minded.
Stumbling on feet, graceful as a human child, it danced through the streets. The man this body originally belonged to was no longer present. Not that it would've given it back. They made a deal, and he followed through. This is their body now. The Prince called to it, and now it could fulfill his request!
But it did not get a chance to. As it grew tired, as was the nature of a child who had burned through their energies, a man in robes came before it. Though it did not know his name, it knew who he was. He was the son of the Father. Of Him. The Father who had casted out The Fallen One. It knew that he would exorcise them. So they fell to their knees, begging in multitudes of stumbling voices. Begging in voices that spoke in languages it didn't know.
They begged to not be sent back to the abyss with those who did not believe them. They needed to prove their Prince was real, and was stronger than The Fallen One. He did not grant it the mercy. They begged to be casted into the herd of swine, at least they could travel better, to find their Prince. That did not happen either. The swine dove into the cold abyss of the salted ocean, taking it back to the heat of the core.
The man was not saved. It claimed his soul, and made him a spot within themselves. It wasn't his fault that they couldn't fulfill their duty. But now they were stuck again. They needed to get to its Prince. The true One. The Ruler of Hell. So it began to scheme and plan. Sand dunes, changed into lush forests. Small villages and towns, turned into a grand Castle.
Within this Castle was the Snake. A man who was only interested in his own gain. A man, who was smart, without the wisdom in place. His arrogance could only be rivalled by the Fallen One, but it couldn't complain. Not when he summoned both it, and its Kin, to possess the castle. They grew stronger within his reign. Lived longer within the realm of man. It followed its rules from the man, even brain washing others to create an army unlike any other. Its kin, the Forgotten One, however, was not like them. It was aggressive, powerful, far more dangerous than it. No sane human would have tried to contain it, yet the Snake tried.
They hid, as four Holy Ones marched through its walls. The Holy Ones came to seal the Forgotten One away. It watched with curiosity, though caution. Its slithered and pulsated and dripped down the marble pillars, following these Holy Ones. It watched as the Snake lied to the Holy Ones. Lied about what brought about its kin. Only one of these Holy Ones didn't seem convinced. This one, The Fox, had found a relic in his patrol for its kin. A powerful relic. He took a shard of this relic, its black surface shimmering, showing the Fox parts of the future. Though, he did not tell any of the other Holy Ones of his find.
Seasons changed, as did the times. The Fox played his role beautifully. Soon, three of the Holy Ones became monsters. It had heard the gossip from many servants within its walls. It was stronger than the tie it had with the Snake. And the Snake knew he was only on borrowed time. The Snake tried to redeem himself, tried to send them back to the fiery abyss. But the Snake was too weak now.
It devoured the Snake, bringing forth the Bat and her offspring. Though all were illegitimate, it didn't care. It never minded human politics on offspring. She turned its kin into more of her offspring, taking their abilities from ever returning to the fiery abyss they had called their homes. It was never home to it. This was where they belonged. In wait for their Prince. Their saviour.
It waited for centuries. Centuries of serving, building, devouring the knights that stormed its walls. It waited for its Prince. It waited for the day for the True One to come. Its patience was rewarded. It overheard the Bat speak to one of its turned kin. "My lady, I fear the one to destroy you has been born. He is in the hands of the Brotherhood." The Turned One says.
"Many humans have tried, but none have succeeded, how is an infant to bring mine and my brothers destruction?" Was The Bat's arrogant answer. Oh, how it wished to answer her, but it knew better. The Bat would die to its Prince. As would many of her offspring. Even the Turned Ones. A few more decades. It could wait.
Compared to the millenniums it had waited, the decades felt like a breeze. Three decades and four years. But its Prince finally crossed the thresholds of its walls. It observed the man. Distastefully human, yet broken close to beyond repair. It just needed to wait a few more moons. A few more fights. A few more tragedies.
Soon, the Bat was burned in the light of the sun. But nothing came from the Bat's ashes, as the True One needed to continue his quest.
It could feel when the True One destroyed the Fallen One. There was a feeling in the air. A sense of peace. Yes. It knew its Prince was stronger. Now it could act. Spilling, dripping, sliding down the pillars and walls, it loosened the seal over the Forgotten One. Now, its plan of many millenniums would come to fruition, and it would reap the bountiful harvest it sowed.
The Little Bat, a daughter of The Bat, fought beside the True One. Their techniques were perfect beside each other. It watched as the Little Bat gave her blood to the True One. It could not watch as the True One fought the Forgotten One. It could only sit and wait. Wait for the True One to come back.
And he did. It watched as the broken body of the True One walked through its walls. Watched as the broken human body collapsed, succumbing to the Little Bat's curse. It made its move. Finally, it was able to touch the divinity beneath it. It made its offer, True One, we have waited long for your birth and arrival. Our savior. Our divine. My Prince.
Its tendrils cut through the human skin, the tendons, ligaments, meat, fat, tissue. Organs now splayed out of the corpse. It sliced the veins open, pouring its own blood through it, forcing the heart to slowly start back. It rumbles in glee as the Prince's eyes open. Welcome back my Prince.... We've been waiting for you to grace us with your divine presence.
From the torn human flesh, birthed The Dragon. The true savior of monsters, demons, and humans. As the Dragon came to life, breathing his first breath of life, it guarded him. As he stumbled on limbs he was not used to, like a lamb just born in the field, it was the dog, watching and waiting for those who would prey on its beloved Prince.
Everything it did was solely for the newborn Prince. If that meant tearing apart traitors and intruders alike to feed its Prince. If it meant becoming something akin to its Prince. If it meant towering over, making itself twenty times the size, building more and more, sinking low enough to take parts of the fiery abyss. It did it. For it loved its Prince, and it showed its devotions as offerings of safety and love. Building walls and secret rooms solely for its Prince.
The Prince made the offer. The offer it had strove for. An eternity beside its divine companion. One, it accepted. For the Dragon was nothing without his devoted Castle, nor was The Castle anything without its Dragon.
#toadwrites#akumajou dracula#gabastle#gabriel belmont#los dracul#the castle#1462 words#i think my longest fic to date.#seriously though#guess what inspired this piece
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