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[awesomecooperlove]

THIS MAN WAS FIRED AFTER EXPOSING WALT DISNEY’S DIRTY LAUNDRY

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[blueheartbookclub]

"The Initiates of the Flame: Illuminating the Path to Esoteric Wisdom"

In "The Initiates of the Flame," Manly P. Hall takes readers on a captivating journey into the profound realms of esoteric knowledge and spiritual enlightenment. Hall's meticulous exploration of ancient mystical teachings serves as a beacon, guiding readers through the intricate tapestry of secret wisdom. With eloquence and depth, the author unravels the symbolic language of the initiates, revealing timeless truths that resonate with seekers of spiritual understanding.

Hall's narrative is a tapestry woven with threads of mystery, unveiling the sacred rites, hidden symbols, and spiritual allegories passed down through the ages. The book becomes a key unlocking the doors to higher consciousness, inviting readers to contemplate the esoteric principles that underpin the universe. As Hall delves into the teachings of the initiates, he sheds light on the transformative journey one must undertake to unlock the secrets of the flame—the eternal source of spiritual illumination.

The Initiates of the Flame is not merely a book; it is a profound meditation on the esoteric traditions that have shaped humanity's quest for spiritual enlightenment. Hall's insights are a testament to his deep understanding of the ancient mysteries, offering readers a glimpse into the hidden dimensions of existence. This work is a must-read for those who seek to unravel the mysteries of the flame and embark on a transformative journey toward higher knowledge and self-realization.

"The Initiates of the Flame," Manly P. Hall is available in Amazon in paperback 10.99$ and hardcover 18.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 167

Language: English

Rating: 9/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

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[blueheartbooks]

"The Initiates of the Flame: Illuminating the Path to Esoteric Wisdom"

In "The Initiates of the Flame," Manly P. Hall takes readers on a captivating journey into the profound realms of esoteric knowledge and spiritual enlightenment. Hall's meticulous exploration of ancient mystical teachings serves as a beacon, guiding readers through the intricate tapestry of secret wisdom. With eloquence and depth, the author unravels the symbolic language of the initiates, revealing timeless truths that resonate with seekers of spiritual understanding.

Hall's narrative is a tapestry woven with threads of mystery, unveiling the sacred rites, hidden symbols, and spiritual allegories passed down through the ages. The book becomes a key unlocking the doors to higher consciousness, inviting readers to contemplate the esoteric principles that underpin the universe. As Hall delves into the teachings of the initiates, he sheds light on the transformative journey one must undertake to unlock the secrets of the flame—the eternal source of spiritual illumination.

The Initiates of the Flame is not merely a book; it is a profound meditation on the esoteric traditions that have shaped humanity's quest for spiritual enlightenment. Hall's insights are a testament to his deep understanding of the ancient mysteries, offering readers a glimpse into the hidden dimensions of existence. This work is a must-read for those who seek to unravel the mysteries of the flame and embark on a transformative journey toward higher knowledge and self-realization.

"The Initiates of the Flame," Manly P. Hall is available in Amazon in paperback 10.99$ and hardcover 18.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 167

Language: English

Rating: 9/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

[thechibilitwick]

i’ve been so obsessed with this song lately someone save me

[huiyi07]

hey so do you guys ever think about how often Diluc is referred to as the ‘uncrowned king of Mondstadt’ since he’s like the only male heir to the noble families and like it or not, where Jean is the authority of the nation, he’s pretty much the symbolic face of Mondstadt and the values the nation projects— and despite his temperament, Diluc has learned to embrace it wholeheartedly. He’s charismatic, extremely righteous, and he blazes bright and gives the people of Mondstadt a fire that guides them in the dark, quite literally. Like he’s literally Bruce Wayne lmao

But he doesn’t want this, no, and here’s the proof- maybe he did, once upon a time, before everything happened— but he doesn’t really care about wine, he only cares about the winery because of the people in it and his father. He’s righteous but doesn’t give a damn about the rules and the knights of favonius. After what happened to him, he’s clearly a rebel at heart now, not some charming superhero who does everything expected of him, unlike before. In summary, Diluc was someone who was quite literally ready to become an (uncrowned) prince, pretty much royalty in every way except title- and on surface level, he still is, but he throws that mantle away in secret whenever he can.

And then look at Kaeya, his brother who’s always lived in his shadow. It’s easy to see that now, people don’t really project Mondstadt’s values onto Kaeya the same way they do onto Diluc, since lots of people hardly even remember that they’re brothers. And yeah people still think kaeya is reliable and nice, but also because of how Kaeya built his image after Diluc left— an excessively over the top personality that pretends to be sadistic, mean, and at the same time dripping with false charm. So despite that people still find him approachable and nice as expected of a knight, hardly anyone would call him befitting of a prince.

But Kaeya is actually so painfully and authentically ‘princely’ and kind, deep down— the way he deals with children, his fierce loyalty and willingness to protect people at all costs, his self sacrificial tendencies that most often appear for Diluc’s sake. Even the tidbits of lore we get about him scream aristocracy- his ‘ceremonial’ bladework, Alberich family secrets that reveal just how central they are to the kingdom of khaenriah. This is kinda obvious to any player who’s bothered to learn anything about kaeya, but to the characters in game, there are very few that know that side of him.

And whereas Diluc is forcibly projected the title of royalty and secretly rejects it, Kaeya was actually born into it- his family is very important to Khaenriah, and much like how he does with anything related to his past and heritage, he loudly and outwardly rejects anything to do with ‘royalty’. Diluc outwardly rejects what Kaeya shows (a darker, more ‘means justify the end’ nature), and Kaeya tries to hide what Diluc projects (a sophisticated and aristocratic upbringing).

Honestly? It’s as if they were swapped at birth. Kaeya’s real hidden nature, even after everything that happened to him, remains to be so unwavering and people-oriented, while Diluc’s true personality changed drastically over time. Not that Diluc isn’t unwavering or whatever, but Diluc mostly actively rejects relationships and prefers to do everything alone, obsessed with the idea that he doesn’t want anyone to get hurt, whereas Kaeya always, always yearns for companionship and for people to be by his side- solidarity.

Diluc is the poster image of royalty, but his brother who hides in the shadows is a real king. They complete each other, balance each other out, represent the parts that the other hides. I don’t know if hoyoverse always meant them to be that way, but damn they basically represent each other’s parts of themselves that they lost. Yin and Yang, two halves of the same whole.

[baking-bugs]

Stop -- Hammer time !

[starrysharks]

winter assassin outfit

[bluemantics]

If Keith and Lance were going to fall together at any moment, it would’ve been when Keith was the black paladin.

Keith had successfully kept his walls up until then; battles left him mostly unfazed, team bonding barely nicked his armor, and even Hunk’s cooking wasn’t able to pry him open. 

Then, Shiro vanished, and everything changed. Keith suddenly was tasked with leading the team intended to save the universe. 

All his previous failings and outbursts piled up in his mind at once, nausea rolling through his body constantly. How was he supposed to do this? He was a dropout with anger and authority issues, a wild warrior without aim. Keith wasn’t meant to be anything more than a tamed beast. Even worse, if he wasgoing to step up eventually, to become something greater, he was supposed to do it with Shiro. Instead, a gaping hole had been left behind at the helm. Keith was too young. Too inexperienced. And worst of all, he was entirely alone. 

For the first time in a long time, he was vulnerable, and his aching edges were exposed to anyone brave enough to look. 

The team noticed when he started to crack, exposing his pain and his fear. 

Hunk tried to help, in his own unique way. He noticed the pale hue of the black paladin’s skin and resolved to feed him, maybe help him talk over food. However, that hardly worked, since Keith stopped eating regularly with the team. 

Even Pidge tried to relate through their unique bond. She teased him about the old stories they used to muse over together, but anecdotes about their brothers were still raw for Keith, and he lashed out. That caused Pidge to retreat quickly, her concealed hurt only worsening Keith’s guilt.  

Allura spoke to him in soothing tones that only riled him up more. It was the worst with her, even though she tried her best. Somehow, her gentle tone only reminded him of the wild thing he was. When he would respond in anger, she wasn’t afraid to rise to meet him, and instances where the whole team witnessed them clash only embarrassed him. 

But then there was Lance. That was always how it had gone since their journey started. Lance, appearing to help carry Keith’s brother. Lance, badgering him into a fight. Lance, constantly standing just to his right, prepared to offer unwanted commentary. And now he was the red paladin. 

For the first few days after the lion switch, Lance merely observed how Keith interacted with everyone silently. It made him uncomfortable. He was restless under Lance’s piercing gaze, his eyes that tracked his every choice, his normally discerning tongue that for once chose to still. 

The moment that caused Keith to snap occurred during training. He’d been staying up late every night, working extra with the bots to get better with the new black bayard. Logically, it was just as perfectly balanced as his old sword. Keith just wasn’t able to shake the feeling that the weight of it wasn’t suited to his hand.

So, he trained with it. Again and again. 

Which meant that team training during the daytime… well, it suffered. He was exhausted. Coran, watching over them, admonished Keith for it, but he could barely hear the royal advisor over the sound of his blood rushing past his ears and the clanging of his teammates moving their bayards and the bright lights shining into his pupils and the bruises settling painfully under his ribs and the pressure of his new black armor against his sternum and, worst of all, Lance’s unrelenting stare. 

He snapped back into himself, realizing the team was awaiting his reaction. Their eyes looked round and worried. Keith narrowed in on one person who was standing just at his elbow. 

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” he hissed.

There was a pause after his words. Lance’s expression remained careful, his hand coming up to rest on Keith’s shoulder, forcing a breath out of his lungs. The lights seemed to dim. 

“Let’s take a break,” Lance suggested to everyone. Marvelously, they nodded, Hunk exchanging murmurs with Allura as they both put down their weapons and began to walk toward the door. Pidge scampered up the stairs to Coran. Keith looked at Lance in bewilderment after noticing they were alone.

Lance just grinned, and it released something in Keith that had been knotted up.

“So, Samurai, I think we need to talk.” 

Lance quietly spoke to him about the team’s unease. That they all wanted to help him, but he’d regressed back to a place that was painful to see. Lance spoke of a small desert shack, a place that could be a shelter, but could also be confining in its limitations. A place to hide from the watchful stars. A place of anger, regret, and desperation.

Grief. 

Lance’s words carved out an image of a loner fulfilling his own self-destructive prophecy. It made Keith bristle. Then, however, he reminded him of other images, scenes from the recent past he’d rejected in his mourning. 

Helping Hunk perfect a recipe late at night, even if he didn’t know much about cooking besides canned beans and rice. 

Sorting Pidge’s small pieces of machinery as she ranted about a planet they’d visited. 

Allura laughing when he made a dry comment about a foreign diplomat, and then immediately failing to cover it up when said official turned around, making Keith smile as well. 

Lifting Lance off a bloody battlefield, the harsh sounds raging in the background as he carried him into Red and saved his life.

“You’re not alone.” Lance’s hands stretched out, beseeching. 

“Why did you wait so long to talk to me?” Keith breathed, as if he knew, deep down, that this talk was going to come the entire time. “Why were you so quiet?”

And Lance’s face fell. Keith regretted asking near instantly. 

“Well, you’re not the only one trying to fill in for a strong presence. I had to get used to some things, too, y’know? Convince myself that I can be right for this job.” He points between himself and the black paladin. 

It’s ridiculous. Keith wants to open his mouth, to assure Lance that he’s not just excelling, that he’s perf—

“You need to start showing up to team dinners. Stop working yourself to death at night— that was fine when you were number two, but now you gotta lead us in training,” Lance started to list off as he put a finger up for each point. “Talk to Pidge about Shiro, since she misses him too, not just you. Reassure Allura that you’re happy to lead alongside her. Just… chill the F out, dude.” Keith blinks, owlish in the face of a literal itemized list of things to fix. 

So, he tries to chill the F out. 

It isn’t easy. He still feels inadequate, out of place in every room he steps into, especially when his friends all look to him for answers. Keith often trembles with the weight of the universe. Thank god for Lance, always standing just to his right. Slowly, they open the door of that desert shack together, and he learns how to share his burden. He learns a lot of things. 

Like how Lance is deceptively smart when it comes to strategizing. Or that Lance’s empathy is a weapon, able to prevent a battle with a few well-placed words. He especially enjoys learning that Lance has curly hair, he thinks Keith is funny when no one else does, and he has a fondness for young kids due to his family. 

Lance is his right-hand man and co-leader in every sense of both terms. Their call-and-response has never been better. Oftentimes, before thinking about what Shiro might do, Keith begins to consider what Lance might do. 

And isn’t that frightening? 

They fell together after the lion switch in ways no one could have predicted. Keith feels a wild thing settle in his chest at the thought, his eyes turned toward the stars that watch him in return. 

He stays standing among the sand. He ignores the urge to retreat to shelter. Keith embraces the sky and its promise of warm, fresh rainfall. 

[halyasgirl]

Not sure how organized my thoughts on this are, but after rewatching the "To Ashes and Blood" fight in 2x03 "Finally Got the Name Right," I'm really thinking about the connections between Jinx and Janna.

The official lyrics for "To Ashes and Blood" include translations for the chanted bits, Shuriman prayers to the goddess Jan’ahrem (Janna):

Beyond these walls, the storm's fury grows Over land and sea, the storm's fury grows But I have nothing to fear! For the blue bird is with me

Janna is the patron goddess of Zaun, revered for blowing away the toxic Grey smog as it choked the Zaunite miners. And I think it's interesting that Jinx confronts Vi and Caitlyn in Janna's old cathedral, and their final confrontation happens under her watching gaze.

In the literal sense, Vi and Caitlyn are blown away when Sevika opens the turbines, but symbolically they're swept away after violating Janna's protection of the people of Zaun, and the three Zaunites (Sevika, Jinx, and Isha) remain, clinging to Janna's alter.

It seems like Jinx is taking on a maybe not exactly religious symbolism to the people of Zaun, but a similar role as a powerful entity who stood up for Zaun and its people when no one else would; Zaun's patron saint if not patron goddess.

The Arcane is waking up and new prophets are arising, and in a world where magic is real and genuine belief is very powerful, I'm wondering what might happen.

[lexsnotdead]

so it can't be a coincidence that flies commonly tend to represent death decay and black magic in mythology and that bloodflies also seem not to harm the witches (and respectively delilah) right. right??

[stormbros]

This isn't a theory or anything, just based on vibes alone. If Bells Hells do happen to seek out other prime deities for guidance or boons, the Moonweaver would be so juicy for Dorian...

[biirdex]

At the end of the day, who really won?

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[reality-detective]

The Star of David is NOT in the Bible

Acts 7:43 “Yea, ye took up the tabernacle of Moloch, and the star of your god Remphan, figures which ye made to worship them: and I will carry you away beyond Babylon.”

This passage reflects the sentiments of Amos 5:26-27, where Prophet Amos rebukes the Israelites for idol worship. The “Star of Remphan” is a mystical symbol linked to the worship of a deity known by many names—Chiun, Kaiwan, Raiphan, the Great Architect, Star God, among others. All these forms are interconnected through the cosmic representation of the planet Saturn, often equated symbolically with Satan in occult traditions. The association of this symbol with Masonry and Judaism invites scrutiny into the esoteric and exoteric traditions of these groups. It raises profound questions:

Is Masonry a form of Judaism adapted for non-Jews? If so, who is the deity at the center of their rituals? 🤔

[saltavenegar]

We as a society don’t talk enough abt the belém égett doll