#mortal;ity

[witchlingcirce]

You know which shadowhunter character I can never decide if I like or dislike??? Jordan Kyle.

In general I am very on the fence about him, on my first read of TMI I actually really enjoyed his character- then the second time I read it and I honestly didn’t… and than it’s been flip and flop ever since??

In general I think he has a lot of good interactions between Simon & Jace, I mean he’s funny!! However I’ve always kind of been a hater of him and Maia getting back together, not even that there relationship was the worst, it just kinda felt like they were moving a bit too fast??

I also feel like nothing in the books really makes you interested in him as a character or even his death. Like I’ve never once really cared that he died?? I also think that Jordan is a really missed opportunity for us to really understand the Praetor Lupus, like that could’ve been cool.

[floorpancakes]

i have this friend who is so unbelievably attractive but has the worlds shittest taste in men and i feel like im going to have to stage an intervention

[starrysurrealism]

senseless sensical-ity it rings truth like mortality bittersweet with a hidden intention

[apollophanes]

Spiritual Pollution in Hellenic Polytheism

In Helpol, we have three concepts known as lyma, miasma, and agos.

To some, humans are seen as naturally pure beings, but because we are living mortal creatures, spiritual dirt can cling to us and make us impure.

Here, I will discuss these three types of pollution

(Disclaimer: Some of this information comes from my own personal interpretations, and therefore may not apply to the beliefs of everyone)

Lyma

Lyma means "something to be washed away". Itis generally just physical dirt. It isn't much of a big deal when it comes to spiritual matters. However, it is still best to be free of it when approaching the gods.

Miasma

This is where things get complicated.

Miasma is essentially general spiritual pollution. Miasma is something that is completely unavoidable and should not be shamed (well, depending on the cause). Miasma is mainly caused by things related to life and death. This includes sex, childbirth, visiting a cemetery, blood, sexual fluids, etc.

However, miasma has different degrees of severity. More severe miasma comes from acts such as rape, hubris, murder, etc.

Miasma also spreads from people to people. If you walk past someone on the street who just came back from a funeral, their miasma will cling to you as well. This also highlights how unavoidable miasma is. But usually, this kind of indirect miasma is not as bad.

We are not allowed to approach the gods in a state of miasma. Luckily, miasma is not difficult to get rid off (excluding the more severe cases listed above).

All you need to do is wash your hands.

If you get a cut on your leg, the blood is miasmic and therefore you can't approach the gods. But all you need to do is wait for the bleeding to stop, wash away the blood, wash your hands, and then you're good to go.

There is a debate I once had on whether miasma prevents us from praying, giving offerings, and participating in festivals. To me, the answer is yes, but not with prayers. Let me explain why.

In a very simplified description of a certain myth, Orestes killed his mother. This caused him to enter a state of severe miasma and a state of agos (which I will explain later). Long story short, he prayed and asked Apollon to help purify him, in return for a grand offering later on. Apollon heard the prayer and came to help purify Orestes.

In this example, we see that Orestes was still able to pray to Apollon in the worst state of miasma, but promised to give offerings later on.

This implies that prayer is not an issue with miasma.

Here is another example: You don't need to wash your hands when talking to someone, but you should wash your hands if you want to give that person food.

In a similar way, in my opinion, you don't need to wash your hands for a casual prayer, but you should wash them before giving an offering. Although, I also prefer not to pray when I know I am in a miasmic state.

However, this is my own interpretation and others may have different views.

There are other ways to cleanse miasma such as khernips, incense, and scapegoats.

Ocean water is also said to cleanse miasma extremely well.

Agos

Agos is a cursed state and is the most extreme form of spiritual pollution. However, agos is not easy to get.

If you commit a horrible act such as murder, you will be in a state of extreme miasma. However, when the gods notice your crime and get enraged (keep in mind that it is usually not that easy to anger the gods), the miasma evolves into agos.

Miasma is a naturally occurring thing, but agos only comes from the wrath of the gods.

Agos is difficult to remove and is a pretty big deal.

Luckily, you don't need to worry about agos unless you're a horrible person who commits heinous acts.

Aaaand that is my interpretation of spiritual pollution in Helpol. I hope this post can be helpful to you!

Blessed be!

[ersetu-gazette]

So after rewatching Princess Mononoke I suddenly realized it would be a great media to crossover with Mother of Learning (sorry I have crossover-itis, it's chronic). Internal political conflicts due to imperialism, two sides fighting (one side more in the wrong than the other) where mitigating damage and diplomacy is the best option and sometimes force is required, one side working against the gods, one character chosen by them, and a protagonist only tangentially involved forced into the conflict (and he jumps in once he knows the stakes).

Obviously they're very different media, but I think their framing and how characters approach their similar conflicts would be an interesting thing to play with. So out of curiosity what would everyone think would be more compelling?

Explanations on how I would do each version below the cut:

1st option: The Princess Mononoke movie plays out exactly how it did, and then the characters wake up at the start of the movie before Ashitaka was cursed but after Eboshi shot the first boar god. Ashitaka, San, and Eboshi have to find a permanent solution that leaves the Deer God alive by the end. This requires the three of them to team up and deceive Jigo and the emperor. 2nd option: The plot of Princess Mononoke takes place on Hsan. Most of the gods (the wolf, ape, and boar gods) are instead fey, except for the Deer God who is the last god left, who descended to the material plane to incorporate into a more mortal form (as he is the god that designed souls and believed they had to experience and protect mortals there). The main cast are all mages. Lady Eboshi got her nobility by inventing a stable method of making cold iron, an easier method to kill spirits. San is a battle mage raised by the fey chosen by the angels to help save the last god from dying. She used to be the heir to a native nation that was only recently conquered by the empire. Ashitaka is a minor soul mage/exorcist from a small nation trying to resist being conquered. When he was cursed at the beginning it persists throughout the loops, the more he relies on its power the more easily it taints his body throughout the loop. Eboshi is convinced the time loops are a way to allow her to succeed at killing the Deer god, San is doing everything in her power to stop her from destroying the forest, and Jigo is a high ranking soul/mind mage spy in the imperial church (who has partial awareness of the loop). In previous loops Ashitaka never made much impact but in one of them gets Jigo's attention when he triest to take a more neutral side, Jigo assumes that Ashitaka is a looper on San's side and worsens the curse he was inflicted with, (but somehow gets him into the loop? idk I'll workshop it)

The cast over the story are forced to find an uneasy alliance and recognize the emperor needs to be stopped. There's a lot of parallels to the original Mol plot but it goes in it's own direction. There's a chance for MoL cameos but they won't be a major focus. 3rd option: Zach and Zorian are pulled into the Monosuke plot and forced into a time loop until they can stop the Deer god from dying. (Still not sure if they're natives to the world or have been isekaid). 4th option: Straight up isekai. Zorian and Zach have to stop the Deer God's death and the conflict between humans and nature before things go bad. Of course there will be some type of extra burden or problem they'll have to deal with so they can't just use their magic to brute force solve everything.

[snail-noodle]

Can you imagine the angst potential of shadow milk coming out the tree, skipping throught daisies to see lavender, just to realize she moved on to elderberry, lol he'd probably lie to himself and say she was brainwashed into dating him, "my ity bity lavendy would NEVER fall for something like THAT! She has much better taste", ok teruhashi chill

you know.... you KNOW.......

I can totally see him just... shutting down for a moment when he realizes that she moved on without him. He waited centuries for her. He wrote poems about her and what their future would be like together once he's free from his imprisonment.

And what does he end up finding out once he's free?

Seeing his beloved with another man. An astronomer, of all people! A mortal!

There's no denying that this man is devastated.

Shadow Milk would try to win her back by any means necessary.

Either through forcefully bringing her back with him to his kingdom, ensuring she stays there at all times, or by removing that pesky little Elderberry she's far too fond of....

He won't hesitate to get his hands dirty, that's for sure.

[progenycursed]

OHHH I LOVE PALE KING AS A CHARACTER AND I LOVE YOUR TAKE ON HIM, I AM EATING GOOD TONIGHT

If it isn't a spoiler for the comic, does he ever realise he was wrong about the vessels? And what do you think was his reasoning for escaping into the dream realm with his palace?

Thank you! I wanted a different take on his character than what I usually see. And I loved the idea of a god that doesn’t act regal because who’s going to stop him? So it’s great to hear people enjoying this hyper deep-in-denial nerd I have created. Now onto the lore dump!

I won’t say when for story reasons, but yes, he does eventually realize he was wrong about the Hollow Knight being mindless.

For the explanation for him being in the dream realm, it wouldn’t be covered in Progeny Cursed so I can let my chronic can’t-shut-the-fuck-up-itis run wild on this one.

As for why he entered his dream realm, it was his backup plan for catastrophic failure. When he realized the Hollow Knight plan wasn’t going to work, he had to come up with another way to keep his people safe. Since fully ascended higher beings can’t enter another's dream realm without them knowing and allowing it, it was his only option.

His plan was to pull all his still living citizens into his dream realm until it safe to bring them back out. But he needed to research how as he didn’t know enough about the dream realm to do such a feat. He needed time and data. His best source of information was from Unn, but even she wasn’t sure how to pull living mortals into a dream. But it was all he had to go on, so he did test after test to learn how best to do it. He learned no one who was even remotely infected could enter his dream. They had to be untouched. And he would need to pull in physical objects as well so the mortals could actually walk on something.

As the infection was getting worse, he began moving citizen to the palace. Those who had already lost their families, homes, towns were offered a safe place in the palace. Anyone willing to was allowed in as well. As being closer to him lowered the chances of them falling to the Radiance. Many in the city, especially the upper class, decided to stay in their homes.

He decided to run a larger trial on how to get people into his dream before committing to the final pull. When he ran the test, something went wrong. Instead of just the few volunteers, everyone along with the palace, was pulled in. Since it wasn’t his plan at that time to pull the entire palace in, some of it was left behind. Along with anyone or thing just outside it.

Worst of all, he pulled himself in. Without an anchor in the physical world, he couldn’t get anyone out, including himself. They were all stuck inside, and no one else could get in. Most, didn’t even know what had happened. Many thinking he had abandoned them. And all he could do was watch them all fall to Radiance from his dream realm.

But I don’t think this was his only backup plan. >:)

Has anyone ever been confused by the lore tablets in King’s Pass? When I first played the game, I thought higher beings was referring to those who had their minds given to them by the Pale Kings blessing. They became higher than animals. Then I learned that higher beings are the gods.

But then that lead to new problems. Any higher being that came from beyond the borders would know that there was a world beyond. They wouldn’t lose their mind outside of Hallownest. And the tablet about ‘only this kingdom could produce ones such as you’ would just be our right wrong. No foreign higher being would read these and believe them.

Then it clicked for me. The only group all these tablets would cover, is the vessels. They are technically higher beings so they could read these tablets. They are the only beings we have seen that can focus soul to heal. They were made within the Kingdom of Hallownest. And Ghost lost their memories beyond the borders, lost part of their mind. These tablets were made for them. And they were all trying to convince them to enter Hallownest.

Now why would the Pale King want vessels to return to Hallownest? How would he know these vessels would specifically come from the Howling Cliffs into King’s Pass? Why would he not want them to hide themselves? It’s almost like, he knew it was going to happen, and he wanted to lead them to something…

Lore Tablets referring to Higher Beings:

Higher beings these words are for you alone-

-(Kings Pass) Your strength marks you amongst us. Focus your soul and you shall achieve feats which other can only dream

->If you made it this far, you can heal by the way

-(Kings Pass) Within our lands do not hide you true form. Let all bask in you majesty, for only this kingdom could produce ones such as you

->Don’t hide your face or form. As this is the place you came from

-(Kings Pass) Beyond this point you enter that land of king and creator. Step across this threshold and obey our laws. Bear witness to the last and only civilization, the eternal Kingdom. Hallownest.

->Past here, you enter the land of the king that created you. Once you enter, obey the laws

-(Howling Cliffs) These blasted plains stretch never ending. There is no world beyond. Those foolish enough to traverse this void must pay the toll and relinquish the precious mind this kingdom grants

->There is nothing out there, to leave is to lose the mind this land gives you

-(Abyss) Our pure vessel has ascended. Beyond lies only the refuse and regret of its creation. We shall enter that place no longer

->Don’t look what’s past this door.

[newvegascowboy]

also posting the in universe mythology story i wrote for my dnd game

In the far reaches of Xandria, where civilization gave way to savage wilderness, there was a young farmer who eked out his living among the land. His name was Aedus, and Aedus was pious and pure.

Every morning, Aedus left his small hut and went out into the fields to greet the dawn. At a humble altar built from river stones, he always left the best of his harvest. The most bountiful bundle of wheat, the sweetest apple, the best cut of meat from his hunts. He left it there for Pollonia, Goddess of the Dawn, for he revered her above all the other gods in the Golden City.

Pollonia knew him for his piety, for every morning as she drew the sun from the land, she stopped before Aedus' humble altar to partake of his offerings. The bundle of wheat made the freshest bread, the sweetest apple was more delightsome than the food which sustained the gods, and the best cut of meat from Aedus' hunts impressed the other gods. Every morning as she passed above Aedus' hut, she stopped to admire him from afar, and she grew to love him for his piety to her.

One day, during a harsh winter when the land was withered with snow, as Pollonia drew the sun across the sky, she found Aedus leaving his offering for her at his humble altar. He was as shrunken as the land, lean and frail. The offering was not the best bushel of wheat or the sweetest apple, or a fine catch. Aedus was leaving nothing at all.

Pollonia stopped to watch him, and as her rosy feet touched the grass, it blossomed. The snow melted around her, flowers springing up around her feet. The winter chill abated, and Aedus found himself with the vigor of summer. He knew whose presence had blessed him, and he threw himself at the feet of the goddess.

Aedus, Said Pollonia, Why do you not offer the best of your stores?

Goddess, said Aedus. You know me.

And Pollonia said, Yes Aedus, I know you. I have loved you for your piety to me these long years. Why now do you offer so little?

Goddess, said Aedus, It has been a long winter. I have nothing to offer. I am withered like the land, and I cannot reap the fields to bring you a bushel of wheat. I cannot climb the trees in the orchard to bring you the sweetest apple. I cannot draw a bow to gift you the best of my catch. I can offer only my worship.

And Pollonia took pity on the man who had served her so faithfully all her years. Aedus, the Goddess said, I will reward you with the best gift a woman can bestow upon a man. I will gift you a son, so that he might reap your fields and climb the trees in your orchard and hunt the forests for you. If you will pay your libations to me again when the summer comes, I will grant you this gift.

So Aedus again threw himself at the feet of the Goddess, thanking her for her generosity and kindness. Pollonia took back to the skies, carrying the sun across the sky, and Aedus continued to be faithful. When the summer came, at his humble altar, he left the best of his stores. Pollonia was pleased by his piety, and after she had drawn the sun across the sky and her sister, Hesperos, was drawing the veil of night across the land, Pollonia went again to Aedus' hut.

She remained with him for the night, and when the sun rose again, dawn did not come from the gates of the Golden City. True to her word, Pollonia left Aedus a son - a beautiful babe, with bronze skin and eyes that gleamed like the first rays of dawn. Aedus named the boy Itys.

Aedus loved Itys, and taught him piety and faithfulness to the Goddess that had granted him life. Every morning, Aedus took Itys to the altar where they would lay the best of their crops and watch the dawn trace the sky, and every morning, as Pollonia drew the sun from the gates of the Golden City, she cast her warm gaze upon her god-child, and Itys felt her warmth.

Itys grew quickly, his god-blood outracing the quick mortal affliction. By the time he was one, he already walked and spoke. By the time he was two, he wore the body of a young man. As a child is wont to do, Itys spent his time outdoors, racing through the woods and exploring the world far beyond the fence of his father's farm.

The woods were dangerous, but no animal or creature dared to touch him, afraid to suffer the wrath of the Dawn Lady. Itys was kind to the creatures of the forest, and he was loved by the trees and the streams and the rocks, which dared not harm him. He grew in strength and skill, listening to the forest as it taught him to hunt and track prey, and how to catch his quarry. Itys listened well, and took the best of his catch to his Mother's altar so she would see it and smile upon him.

Despite his mortal affliction, Itys was far faster and stronger than the mortal children. Aedus gifted him a bow so that he might defend himself against the creatures of the forest, but it shattered in his hands, his god-blood too great for his form to contain. Itys went to the trees, and asked them each for a branch so that he might make a bow worthy of his strength. The great oak refused, too proud to bend its branches. The willow, refused, too weak to throw his arrows. The birch refused, too brittle, and would shatter in his hands. Finally, Itys asked the yew, and the yew agreed. Itys made a mighty bow from its boughs, so large and heavy that only a God-Child could hope to draw its arms back. Itys was pleased with the gift, and blessed the yew with good fortune. Thus, the yew grew poisonous berries to keep itself safe from birds and other animals.

One day, Itys found the nest of a falcon. The mother had been killed, and her chicks lay dead except one. Itys took it and cared for it, and it became his faithful hunting companion. Together, the two of them became lords of the hunt.

After only ten short years, Itys appeared as though he were a man of twenty. He possessed a wisdom and intelligence greater than even that of his father Aedus, and Itys decided it was time for him to take a wife. Aedus, who had grown old, agreed. His farm had prospered through the years, and Itys' sons would bring greater wealth. With his father's blessing, Itys went to the village to seek a woman. He found one, a young weaver named Eumenia.

Eumenia was gentle and composed, with a sweet smile and soft voice. Her hair was golden, her skin unweathered, and Itys decided she would make him an agreeable wife. But Itys was not Eumenia's only suitor. Another man, named Lycus, was jealous of Itys for his hunting prowess, and for his bronze skin, and for the ways his eyes gleamed like the first rays of dawn. Lycus coveted Eumenia, but knew that she would chose Itys over him, so he challenged Itys to a test of skill - to go out and hunt a buck, and whoever returned with the more impressive kill would win Eumenia's hand, and it would be their wedding feast.

Itys, who was well loved by the forest, and who had been taught to track prey by the trees and stones themselves, laughed at such a challenge. Lycus, he said, I hear and accept your challenge, and I pray that you will accept defeat more graciously.

So the two of them went out into the woods, armed with their bows, to track the most impressive prey. Quickly, Itys found the tracks of a great buck and began to follow it, listening to the trees and stones to lead him to his quarry. Lycus, too, was hunting, but not a great buck or savage boar. The most impressive prey in the forest was Itys himself.

Soon, the sun began to set, and Hesperos drew her dark veil across the land. Lycus set upon Itys, drawing his bow and sending his arrow through Itys' back. It pierced his chest, and Itys fell among the brush. Lycus took Itys' powerful yew bow, and set following the tracks of the great buck so that he might return to Eumenia with a prize for their wedding feast.

But Itys, God-Child, was not so easily killed. Though Lycus' treacherous arrow pierced his heart, Itys did not die. He lay among the brush, praying to his holy Mother for salvation.

When Dawn came, and Pollonia stopped above Aedus' farm, there was no offering for her. Aedus, she said, and when her feet touched the ground they scorched the land. Most pious, where is your offering?

Fearfully, Aedus said, Dawn Lady, your son went to the village to seek a wife, and left on a great hunt to win his beloved's hand.

So Pollonia continued on to the village, where she found Lycus and Eumenia having a wedding feast. A great buck was roasting on the fire, and the bride seemed bright and joyful. Itys was not among them, and Pollonia stopped her journey once again.

Bride, she demanded, and young Eumenia fell to the Goddess' feet in fear. Where is your husband who would challenge my son, Itys, the hunter of these lands?

And Lycus felt fear for his murder of Itys. He fell beside his wife Eumenia and said, My lady, he did not return from his hunt. I caught the great buck in the woods and so it became my wedding prize for Eumenia.

Pollonia left the wedding, and as she drew the dawn across the land, she searched the woods for her son. But she could not find Itys. For three days and three nights, Itys laid on the forest floor. He prayed to his mother each morning so that she might hear him as she crossed the land. And each day, the animals of the forest descended upon his body to scavenge it, for that was the law of nature. As Itys had hunted the beasts of the forest, the beasts of the forest consumed him. His faithful companion, the falcon, could not prevent it, though she harried the foxes and the wolves and the crows who would feed on god-flesh and bloodied their eyes.

Itys' blood ran thick on the ground until it reached the river. Dismayed, the river told the stones, and the stones told the roots of the trees, and the roots told the leaves. On the third day, as Pollonia drew the sun across the land and searched for Itys, the leaves whispered to her of the terrible crime committed in the woods.

The falcon, Itys' faithful companion, waited until the beasts of the forest had left naught but bones. When the divine spark of Itys' soul was laid bare, the falcon snatched it from the jaws of a fox and carried it up towards the Golden City. Pollonia found him then, Lycus' treacherous arrow lying among the bones, and she wept for her son, who she would never again smile upon on her heavenly journey across the sky. As she wept she listened to the trees and the stones, and the animals which had partaken of the God-flesh. They spoke of Lycus' treachery, and the murder of her son.

So Pollonia rose and returned to her journey, and the next morning, she stopped among the village. When her feet touched the land, they burned and scorched the ground. The villagers begged and pleaded with her, but she could not be persuaded. When again she returned to the sky, there was nothing left behind her but bones and ash.

That night, as Hesperos drew the veil of night across the land, Pollonia wept in the Golden City for the life of her young son. She could not be consoled, even by her gracious husband, the King Basilius. She would not leave the Golden City, and for three days, there was no dawn.

On the third day, a hand touched her shoulder and said, Why do you weep, Dawn Lady?

And Pollonia said, For my murdered son, whose strong hands will never again leave libation and who has naught a grave to mourn at.

And the voice said, Dawn Lady, there is no need of a grave, for I am not dead.

And Pollonia looked up into the face of her son Itys, with bronze skin and eyes like the first rays of dawn. He stood before her, hale and whole, but for a mark on his chest where Lycus' arrow had struck him. She could sense none of his mortal affliction, and in her presence, he was not burned to ash. Amazed, Pollonia asked, My son, how do you live?

Itys answered her, My faithful companion, the Falcon, spirited my divine soul to the Golden City before it could be consumed by the beasts of the forest. There she cared for me as I once cared for her, and she fed me the food and drink of the gods so that I might join you here in the Golden City.

So Pollonia embraced her son Itys, no longer God-Child but God, and took his place among the pantheon in a throne at his Mother's foot.

[nevraeldarya]

does rhea have more divinity than other demi-gods? cus i could’ve sworn you wrote somewhere that she was more god than human, and if that’s the case then i’m gonna theorize that the way rhea will accend, is gonna be through burning the rest of her human(ity) side. I also think that it’ll get kick started when she gets thrown in tar-tar.

The reason why she is more god than men is cause she lean more to her godly side unlike Percy who cling to his mortal side.

Which means you're right 😉🙂.

[agapewizard]

➝ Belief in "Authority" — The Most Dangerous Religion We've Bought Into. 🧭

To perceive someone (or a group of people) as "authority" is essentially to place them above the objective moral standard... to deify them.

Consider the word itself: AUTHOR-ity. What does an author do? They write. In your subconscious mind, you’re thinking “they make things right… they are the RIGHTERS.” That’s how mind control works through words. And people never see it because they never stop to even break down a word or consider where it came from.

So, we believe "authority" WRITES what is "RIGHT," basically saying "I decide and write down what Right is and what Wrong is." In other words, "I am a god." And then they call their arbitrary decrees "legislation" or "laws" which keep all of us in a constant state of duress. If we don't abide by those decrees (most of which are NOT in alignment with Natural Law), we are threatened with violence. And what is that called, without euphemising? SLAVERY.

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS "AUTHORITY" VESTED IN ANY MORTAL BEING.

Believing that other human beings are "authority" is nothing more than deification, placing them above human and believing them to have a god-like power to decide what morality is and isn't, therefore believing them to have special "rights" to rule and command while the rest of us have a moral obligation to obey. They do believe themselves to be gods. That is their mentality. This is what they truly believe they are – our rightful gods, owners, and masters – and that we are "morally" obligated to give them tribute (taxes), adoration, servitude; and our lives and souls.

This false, delusional belief in "authority" has served as a massive hinderance to our Conscience where we end up falsely justifying and condoning immoral behavior in the name of "the greater good." There's a difference between adhering to the direction of someone you work for (due to their greater skill and knowledge) and seeing someone as a master/ruler that you must obey under duress and threats of violence. That kind of "authority" is completely immoral and illegitimate. It's the ideology of a psychopath.

If a thug comes up to you on the street with a gun and demands your property, do you perceive that thug as an "authority" of any kind? No. If rightfully armed you would defend yourself and your property from the thug. If unarmed, you may only hand over your property out of self-preservation. You wouldn't believe that you had a moral obligation to give them your money. But if government demands a portion of your money under coercion and says "it's for the common good," you pay willingly. You perceive them as "authority," and therefore believe they must be obeyed, that being a "law-abiding citizen" makes you a good person. Imagine if you didn't perceive them as "authority." Would you give up that money then? Or would you defend yourself and your property from this group of thugs coercing you and threatening you with violence for not complying?

“To make a contented slave, you must make a thoughtless one. It is necessary to darken his moral and mental vision, and, as far as possible, to annihilate his power of reason. He must be able to detect no inconsistencies in slavery. The man that takes his earnings must be able to convince him that he has a perfect right to do so. It must not depend upon mere force; the slave must know no Higher Law than his master's will. The whole relationship must not only demonstrate, to his mind, its necessity, but its absolute rightfulness.” – Frederick Douglass

Again, this erroneous belief in "authority" interferes with our exercise of Conscience. So much violence and other immoral behavior is excused, justified, and condoned because of it. They want us to believe that the world would be in chaos if they weren't here to protect us. This is 100% delusion. When we, as a species, abandon this false belief we will begin to see a world returning to Order because more people would be exercising their conscience where they typically didn't.

Government cannot protect you from Violence and Chaos because government IS Violence and Chaos.

What about democracy? A democracy is a system of rule by a majority, that 51% of a population gets to declare what is or isn't Right/Moral while the remaining 49% must abide by those decrees. It's the same immoral "logic" as any other form of rulership. A majority cannot legitimately rule anymore than a single person can legitimately rule, nor can they decide for themselves what Morality is or what Rights are. The individual rules himself/herself, period, under the Laws of Nature.

The belief in "authority" is the false abdication of personal responsibility, giving your power away to someone else to protect you or nurture you. This is a child's view, not the view of a mature and evolved adult. We are responsible for our own Freedom, our own safety and security. When you falsely give that responsibility away you are basically saying to yourself and everyone else, "I am not a sovereign being, I am a subject to someone else's will."

If we the people have no "right" to steal from others, assault them, murder them, coerce them, rape them, trespass on their private domain, or maliciously deceive them, then no one has that "right." There is no such thing as "authority" vested in any amount of human beings to rule, therefore ALL government is immoral and illegitimate. The belief in "authority" and "government" is nothing more than a dogmatic religious belief, and it's the most dangerous one. It is the ideology of a psychopath. To believe in or condone these things IS to believe in and condone slavery.

We are Sovereign Beings. The word 'sovereign' comes from the Latin super meaning "above" and regnum meaning "rulership or control." Therefore, a Sovereign is NOT A SLAVE. Not a physical slave nor a mental slave. To be sovereign is to be above rulership, a free being. That's what it means and what it has always meant. You cannot express your sovereignty under anyone's rule. You cannot have Freedom and Government at the same time. We're here to experience, to grow, to learn and evolve, not to be stagnant under illusions of "authority."

"GOVERNMENT" IS JUST ANOTHER RELIGION

The word 'government' comes from the Latin verb gubernare which means "to control" (also the root for the word 'gubernatorial'), and the Latin noun mens, mentis which means "mind." Put them together.

In colloquial English, the suffix '-ment' means "the state of or condition of," but all things must first begin in the mind. Those who formulated the English language knew this which is why they used the Latin word for "mind" to mean this. All creation emerges first from thought. So, if you want the world to be a certain way then you have to steer and control how people think. If they think and believe what you want then that is the reality they will manifest. So yes, "government" does mean mind control. Through the control of our thoughts with false ideologies (religion, culture, statism, solipsism, scientism, and other erroneous and dogmatic beliefs) resulting in Wrong Action in the world, we are – as a species – manifesting a reality of suffering and slavery.

Statism – the belief that some people have the "right" to rule and command while the rest of us have a moral obligation to obey – is the most dangerous religion we've bought into. Again, the belief in "government" is the relinquishing of personal responsibility to a higher power. It has rituals, dogma, commandments, punishments for "sin" and disobedience, and savior figures. That's why they tell you to "have faith in the system." It's all just a religion... a mind-control cult that is based entirely in coercion and violence.

You have to get out of your mind the idea that "government" is about people coming together in mutual consent to plan, organize and manage community infrastructure. That's not government, that's called Voluntary Cooperation. That's True Anarchy. This idea that government's purpose is to protect Freedom and Rights is just that, an idea. It's a construct of the mind, a belief system. It has never actually served that purpose because it's not meant to serve that purpose. That responsibility belongs to each and every human being, not to be falsely abdicated to some exclusive group and called "authority." Government is and always has been a control system of covert rulership / covert slavery. It is the operational arm of the Dark Occult controllers to dictate commands that must be obeyed which are always followed by threats of violence if not complied with. Believe and obey, or be punished. That isn't Freedom.

Kingship of the ancient past is the "Old World Order," or "authority vested in one." What we have today called "government" is the "New World Order," or "authority vested in few."

Ultimately, nothing has really changed between those two periods of time. It's still rulership – we've just euphemized it differently – therefore it's still slavery. You cannot have morally legitimate government because you cannot have morally legitimate slavery. "Without government, who would build the roads?!"

People would, just as they always have, under Natural Law. There would be more cooperation because we would have to actually be adult human beings with Response-Ability for our own lives and communities. This idea that everything would just go to hell because "government" wasn't there to manage everything is complete childish delusion. Government doesn't make anything function, people do. It's time to grow up and evolve out of our childhood where we think we need a proxy mommy and daddy to take care of us and protect us. We can handle it just fine on our own in Sovereignty.

And instead of being forced to pay taxes (legalized extortion), having no control over where that money is going, we would have voluntary contributions to projects and necessities to keep our communities functioning (until we fully abandon monetary systems). Taxation isn't necessary, it's nothing but theft and slavery.

Do you own your own body? Yes. And since you own your body, you also own your skills, therefore you own your labor. And if you own your labor then you absolutely own the product of that labor. Since no one else owns your body, they cannot rightfully demand any arbitrarily decided percentage of the product of that labor to distribute as they see fit. That's theft. Even if a portion of that money is going towards public welfare programs, it's still theft. And since you are put under duress and coercion to pay that percentage every year by thugs calling themselves "authority," that's slavery. People will always be willing to contribute to things that they believe in. There will always be voluntary charity. There is no justification for theft no matter what someone claims the "greater good" is.

THE OBJECTIVE MORAL STANDARD

Human beings – when the belief in "government" and "authority" is abandoned – will no longer hold anyone above the objective moral standard and therefore will not tolerate violence. They will take responsibility for their own defense, as well, instead of waiting on "authority" to show up when it's too late.

Bad people will even reduce their wrong behavior; not because they are suddenly moral beings, but out of self-preservation, knowing that they won't be able to get away with as much criminal behavior if the majority of people no longer depend on and believe in "authority" and "government" for protection (which more often protect the criminals over the innocents).

When human beings have awakened to and embraced their Sovereignty, and therefore understand and embrace their Response-Ability for protecting their own lives and freedom, the chance for suffering and chaos is reduced. There will always be conflicts and real crime (not victimless "crime" based on arbitrary and immoral "laws"), but the belief in the myth of "authority" would no longer be there to get in the way of Conscience or to justify that behavior.

When most of society holds EVERYONE to the objective standard of Morality (Natural Law), that society becomes and remains Free, and Order emerges. No "government" has ever ensured that, nor will it ever, because that has never been its purpose. It only exists in your mind, in the false belief that some people have a moral "right" to rule while everyone else has the moral obligation to obey. That isn't Order, that's Chaos. That's Slavery. And that's the Satanic worldview.

[anshikachoudary]

Mortal World ( Earth ) vs Satlok

Life ON Earth

is temporary.

SATLOK is the eternal dwelling place of the Immortal supreme god KABIR.

Itis free from

Death and suffering.🙏🙏🙏

[evilkitten3]

i try to keep volume 65 on my person at all times lol it is literally two inches away from my hand right now

tbh there's not really any way to handle this well, i think? like i have no clue what would be a better way to handle your mortal enemy slash best friend's little brother getting mortally wounded by his mortal enemy slash your little brother. what do you even say to that

concerning hashirama's healing abilities, i'm pretty sure all we know about it is what madara said during his fight with tsunade. i don't have all the volumes but i do have volume 61 right here, so let's see what we got 「そこの医療忍術の女・・・お前こいつの血を引いてるな？」「だったら何だ！？」「まずはお前からたたく」「・・・・・・・・・！」「小隊の医療忍者をまずたたくのは定石、それを分かってるこっちが簡単にやらせると思いで？」「違う・・・その女が千手柱間の子孫だからだ」「・・・なっ！」「お前ごときの医療忍術とやらは死をほんの少し先延ばしにしているに過ぎん。千手柱間と比べれば取るに足らぬ術だ。奴は印を結ぶことすらなく傷を治すことができた・・・全ての術がケタ違い・・・人は奴を最強の忍と呼んだ。奴とは命懸けの戦いをしたものだ・・・こんな遊びではなくな・・・」 madara: "the medical ninjutsu woman over there... you have this guy's (hashirama's) blood, right?" tsunade: "and if so, what of it!?" madara: "i'll start with you." tsunade: ...! mei: "attacking a squad's medical ninja is standard practice, so knowing that, you think it'll make dealing with the rest of us easy?" madara: "that's not it... it's because that woman is senju hashirama's descendant." mei: "...huh!" madara: "medical ninjutsu like yours merely delays death a bit. if you compare it with senju hashirama, it's worthless jutsu. he was able to heal wounds without even tying a seal... all of his jutsu were an order of magnitude higher... people called him the strongest shinobi. i fought a life-or-death battle with him... not playing around like this..."

all that that really tells us is that hashirama could heal without any seals, and that madara isn't particularly impressed by what he's seen from tsunade so far. finally, we get this:

「印を使わぬ再生体・・・そうか。それが第四項のお前の術の本当の能力という訳か・・・柱間の能力と同じだな・・・」 madara: "a regenerated body without the use of seals... i see. this is the true power of your jutsu in the fourth clause (referring to tsunade listing off the rules for medic nin, the last of which being that the first three don't apply to anyone who's mastered the byakugou)... the same power as hashirama..."

so really all we know is that hashirama could heal himself like tsunade can, and while there's nothing indicating that he couldn't do the same for other people, there's also no mentions of that happening to my knowledge. we really have no clue what hashirama's medical capabilities actually were at all, since our only source is madara and he's,,,, a tad biased. there's just not really enough evidence to say whether hashirama could've healed izuna or not

tsunade probably could've but unfortunately she was busy dealing with a deadly case of not-born-yet-itis

But listen, if Izuna had said yes to Hashirama's help after he was injured and he still died, would Madara rampage like in canon? Would he still chase the infinite tsukyomi?

the thing is, hashirama never offered to help izuna. i'm actually not sure he could have - the hiraishingiri pretty much cut through him like butter. moreover, while madara himself lauds hashirama's medical prowess, we actually know very little about his capabilities with medical ninjutsu. he could heal wounds without any hand seals, that's mostly all we know.

here are hashirama's words immediately after izuna is injured:

「マダラ・・・お前はオレには勝てない・・・もう・・・終わりにしよう・・・忍最強のうちはと千手が組めば・・・国も我々と見合う他の忍一族を見つけられなくなる・・・いずれ争いも沈静化していく」

"madara... you can't beat me... let's end it already. if the strongest shinobi, the uchiha and the senju, form an alliance... the country won't be able to find another shinobi clan able to counterbalance us... the conflict will eventually calm down"

he doesn't acknowledge izuna at all. whether he intended an offer of medical aid to be implied or not, it's never addressed. a bunch of people have claimed that this makes hashirama a jerk, and while i definitely get that viewpoint, i do think offering to help izuna without being absolutely certain he was capable of doing so would've been a terrible move, politically speaking. madara might have known that hashirama isn't the sort of man who would do something like this, but the rest of the uchiha clan would have no reason not to assume that hashirama didn't just take advantage of madara's kindness/trust/desperation/whatever to ensure that izuna died while potentially leaving room for madara to feel indebted to him for trying in spite of all the reasons he had not to bother.

hell, the clan might even come to the conclusion that madara intended for izuna to die so he could get his eyes, given what ended up happening in canon, so his fallout with them might actually happen even faster (and without the uchiha ever joining konoha at all, although without madara around to counter hashirama, i have no idea if/how the uchiha would manage against the senju from there)

all that aside, if hashirama had indeed offered help and izuna had agreed to take the risk and died anyway and the uchiha clan trusted that that was what had actually happened, i think pretty much everything else would've proceeded according to canon.

there's definitely plenty of fun possibilities to play around with concerning madara's path in life, but tbh i personally believe that without a massive deviation from canon, he would've eventually become who he became. hashirama definitely fucked up here and there, but i honestly don't think there was anything he could've personally done alone that would've changed madara's fate short of killing him back when they were kids, which he was never going to do. he was always doomed.

[a-heart-of-kyber]

Listening to the Mortal Engines series, mostly to potentially steal ideas for dnd. I'm on book two and they literally went from "Tom is a wonderful cutie." In book 1 to "cue *ity bitty teenie weenie shriveled little short dick man don't want don't want don't want*" in book 2. Like, Wow.

[presidentstalkeyes]

Journal D - Ghosts Vs Demons

Another day, another exorcism. Since departing California, it’s occurred to me that the layperson may not understand the distinction between a ghost haunting and a demon haunting. The Author went into great detail behind the various Categories of ghost that may spook up the place, but not so much into demons. For convenience, I shall go over them in the ever-reliable bulletpoint format.

GHOSTS:

Are the spirits of deceased humans (and other beings), tethered to a physical location. Reasons for this vary, but typically some form of unfinished business.

Come in various categories, each more powerful than the last. As more time passes and the ghost’s connection to its former humanity (or other being-ity) fades, its tether to the living world grows stronger, enabling it to further influence its surroundings.

Must usually be removed via exorcism, or ‘busting’. This is sad, but ironically the conditions by which a haunting can even be noticed usually mean it’s too high a category to pass on peacefully. Some ghosts can pass on peacefully, however, if its unfinished business is resolved (e.g. the ghost of Northwest Manor, my first ever busting! I wonder how Pacifica’s doing)

Are typically found in areas of great pain and turmoil, such as Los Angeles.

DEMONS:

Are entities residing in other dimensions, but may interact with ours via the Mindscape. However, it is limited to invisible observation unless some idiot summons it.

Like to make deals with mortals. This is the chief way by which they can gain further power in our world, up to and including possession. Asking for your firstborn son in exchange for the Super Bowl results is a favourite.

Unlike ghosts, demons are bound to its summoner - the anchor - and the anchor’s descendants by parenthood. If you happen to be one of them, you’re kinda screwed. Otherwise, just get far away from the offending person and you’re golden.

Require fulfilment of a contract to banish. Best way to deal with a demon summoning - DON’T SUMMON IT. Just don’t. (Theoretically you could wipe it out with some sort of memory-eraser but you’d have to let it possess you and wipe your own mind in the process... seriously, it’s not worth it. If you’re that strapped for cash, just stop playing those stupid gacha games)

Are typically found in areas with a history of ill-gotten wealth, such as... well, Los Angeles again. It’s harder to find a part of the city that isn’t haunted.

[violenceviolence-rp]

oh, playing with Punch really WAS the funnest way I could spite that idiot Magician for cursing me with temporary mortal-ity,

ANything I can do to o'James pisses him off Much More if I do it with his favorite toy while making him watch, heheh