#not a holy/spiritual thing

[empyreau]

Miquella felt his body grow cool, numb, unfeeling to the very air around it. It built up like an invisible weight and worked to smother him ever so slowly. No matter how just or pure one's intentions, the road to godhood demanded the very basest of its prospects—their body's flesh and blood. And there could be no new god without a consort. With his own blood, Mohg's body, and Radahn's soul the ritual had been completed and his godhood attained. From a body covered with and defiled by his blood to one awash in golden luminance Miquella was renewed. The stain remained, however, entangled with the very threads of his divinity.

He breathed the heavy air in and out, sinking ever deeper within it. With Mohg's body regenerated would it now be required of him to give of his blood and flesh for eternity? The throes of burgeoning godhood forever the mark upon his new age.

"The ritual I had performed on thee is most unforgivable and so I will not ask thy forgiveness." He could feel the contained heat from that eye sear into his own and still he continued to hold it. What, truly, was a god: a being to make others fall prostrate before it, or a being at the mercy of those who venerated it? To be reviled was simply the other half to being revered.

"Thy Mother of Truth demands, and thou craves," he said softly, like trying to push back a boulder with a feather. "Yet, somehow I feel that it is the reverse." He started to reach out a hand for he saw a spattering of blood upon one of Mohg's many horns but he paused as he watched it spread. A vision only. "This love . . . in what form does thou desire it be given . . ."

"... And mine it shall be," Mohg finished. And at last he looked upon the empyrean-turned-god, his eye narrowed with a fury held in restraint. For though a god Miquella had become, he was a hypocrite in Mohg's eye. For what compassion had he been spared?

Miquella had given no regard to Mohg's soul... It had taken time for him to manifest in this new body of his, granted to him by the Mother of Truth. Whether Miquella would have returned to him, he knew not. But where things stood, as it were, in Mohg's mind, he was nothing more than a tool that had seen its use, and been discarded.

"You have brought me great pain and humiliation in your quest, kindly Miquella," said Mohg.

"The Mother of Truth craves wounds. And there is none greater than that of abandonment... It has taken a great deal of time for this body of mine to regenerate, and a longer time yet before I have fully recovered. But I do not seek healing from you. No... You may rule the lands above while I make the lands below my domain. But I demand recompense, for I have been burned most terribly by your flame of ambition... As recompense, I would demand the love that you abandoned."

It was a bold move on his part. For who was he to make demands of a god?

[johnnyshrine]

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[livelaughlaney]

[https-cordy]

just because something is hard doesn't mean it's wrong <3

[godslove]

[covenofvenus]

The Vodou Files

Diddy & his entitlement an blatant disrespect of Lwa Ezili Dantor/Black Madonna

For all intent and purposes, the following information is alleged and for entertainment only.

In year of 2024, it’s no secret that Sean ‘Diddy’ Combs is a polarizing figure. After his recent arrest and federal indictment this September on charges of s*x trafficking and more, and with multiple lawsuits alleging a multitude of abuses against men and women, this cannot be denied.

Let’s get into the possible spiritual implications of his recent arrest. In 2017 Diddy tattooed the Black Madonna aka Ezili Dantor on his back, for protection. The Black Madonna syncretism is often been used in Vodou to represent the Lwa Dantor.

Here’s a rending of the photo of Ezili that he seems to have taken inspiration from for his tattoo.

Ezili Dantor is the patroness and holy mother of Haiti. She is known as a protector of women and children, and was one of the petro or war spirits who were instrumental in the Haitian Revolution of 1804, allowing the Haitians to lead the first successful slave uprising. She assisted with giving them the strength in battle to defeat their colonizers and inspired others to resistance in the Diaspora. France went bankrupt during the Haitian revolution and had to sell off their land to pay off the massive debt this caused, spurring the Louisiana purchase and leading to creation of America as we know it, today. These acres of land make up the states of Louisiana, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Missouri, Iowa, Nebraska, Colorado, North & South Dakota, Minnesota, Wyoming and Montana. There would be no American Independence, if it hadn’t been for the Haiti.

While Ezili does not own my head, I know her children. They are usually women who are family matriarchs and mothers, who are incredibly kind, patient and strong and actively involved in their communities. They tend to be well respected within their communities and usually involved in community activism to varying degrees. They generally have a pleasant disposition but can be dangerous fighters when challenged spiritually and physically. They make great leaders and can be very wise. It is common for children of certain Lwa to take on similar traits of said Lwa & I believe this aspect can especially be seen in her children, who she claims. While I do not have her in my court, I do carry her sister aspect the darker, merciless and vengeful Le Rouge.

The Ezili are a powerful class of spirits within the Vodou pantheon. Ezili Dantor is an example of a very powerful spirit who can shift fate and reality. She is the peaceful mother but can exhibit extremely controlled violence when necessary, a triumphant warrior queen personified. She does not take disrespect or injustice lightly.

Diddy invoking her essence and protection, with this tattoo while assaulting and harming people continuously would draw her ire, wrath and ultimate disrespect. Some think someone recommended he do this to hasten his downfall or he did this out of pure stupidity.

Others of the Catholic faith, see it as the Holy Mother, the Blessed Black Madonna looking out for her children and protecting them.

Either way it’s clear the drums of justice have begun to beat for Diddy and it’s time for him to account for what he has done.

[essie111]

The Virgin Sucide…

[feastingonchrist]

Freedom in Christ 🥹✝️🕊️

so i have recently realized two things about myself that after putting them together it makes a lot of sense as to why i battle carrying out what the Lord has me doing and how it effects my confidence:

1.) as a child, i was always shamed and shut down when i would speak and try to stand up for myself and was accused of having an attitude all the time for it when that was hardly my intentions behind any of it. i think this is a major reason as to why i lack the confidence in communicating with others because of my upbringing, past negative social situations and subconscious/conscious insecurity. i still to this day have a hard time sharing things and speaking what's on my mind whether good or bad in front of my mom and other people. i have always felt so trapped within myself and so when i made the choice to change my mindset and be open to relationship and the freedom that comes with that to connect with others, i have never felt more free (you'll see a testimony later on in this post.)

2.) i also was shamed for expressing my emotions to the point of i would bottle them up because i did not have a healthy way to express and feel through them. i have carried a lot of anxiety, fear, guilt, anger, etc over the years and even some resentment. it's very hard to live like that and when things get tough i often just naturally resort to those feelings. as a teenager, i began feeling super depressed as i was so isolated and had extreme agoraphobia and social anxiety. i will feel that way to this day when i'm going through things that are difficult and out of control and end up hating myself until things get better. i recognize these are areas where God needs to do some healing work and fill me with His love. my mom was also treated this way and never healed and so i've had to do a lot of growing and teaching out of what i've learned that way we can find healing in our household and be more mature and wiser with how we handle things. this is not a post to bash my mom, just sharing the reality of what i have had to deal with and to share with you how it's possible to overcome anything with God on your side! He works in all the details and takes what the enemy meant for evil and turns it to good!!!

here recently, though, i have been feeling a huge release and freedom, in some areas quicker than others, to be able to express myself because i have so much gratitude for what He has been doing for me. the sense of freedom over my words has been crazy and sometimes it feels so supernatural like my mouth is just opening and words are flowing out... i have been smiling so much. i am walking with so much joy and in some relationships, i just feel like a child full of love for them and excitement to see them. i am able to tell them that i love them and express what's on my heart for them. it has opened so many doors of healing for me that i never would've thought possible. i went from wanting community and relationship but being held back by fear, to slowly but surely and so ironically, experiencing love, healing and comfort within relationships as they establish, develop and grow. i think about these people and interactions we've had together and they bring me so much joy and laughter and keep me going because i know exactly where it's coming from (GOD) and all that love is just building up within me so much that i feel like i'm about to explode bc it's so overwhelming! He has shown me His love in ways of pouring it out on me directly, through showing up for me in all ways and i can trust Him more, and through those He has placed in my life. it's cool to see the different ways and stages He has shown me that He loves me. i always sense when He's doing something new and i know He's building some powerful relationships behind the scenes, giving me boldness, new found confidence and being able to be present in the moment rather than overthinking that leads to insecurity and awkwardness, opening me up to vulnerability, self expression and the desire to share what He's done for me (and so much more), and in turn the hopes of blessing others as i discover and practice my spiritual gifts and talents. i don't just love with my feelings but the desire to do so with my actions. just gotta step out in faith and keep showing up (the ongoing theme of my life, apparently! but, hey, i'm learning so much and being made new constantly so it's so worth it!) i'm constantly being evolved into a new creation yet it's so hard to keep up with what He is doing when there are other areas of thinking and being in my mind and flesh that aren't willing yet my Spirit is so that is the only way i am able to keep going.

i have been so inspired by the faith, boldness and passion of those around me that it's been stirring up my Spirit and i'm just so overwhelmed by that as well as the gratitude i have toward God and those who allow themselves to be used by Him because it's helped my faith grow with motivation, excitement and has brought me so much closer to Him and i have such a newfound passion for and connection to the Church than never before. i have always cared deeply for It, but, to experience this love in real life is truly something special. i engaged in community online and that is so important and i will never stop, but if you are able to get plugged into a good church, YOU NEED TO IT'S LIFE CHANGING! my church is my second home and i would live there if i could lol!!!! i'm grateful i get to be there multiple times a week for service and work. my faith has only gotten stronger ever since i showed up one night sort of desperate yet not really expecting too much. God's hand is oh so present there and He is ON THE MOVEEEE AND ISN'T STOPPING ANYTIME SOON.

idk what God is up to because i am only sensing things and seeing some things slowly coming to pass, but what i do know is that i gotta keep walking and i am able to trust Him more and more each day. I see His love for me and how He shows up for me daily with grace. i have seen my life as a Christian without an active faith and with an active faith, and let me tell you.... having an active faith is one of the greatest blessings. we have to walk in obedience and with blind faith despite the fear and we will see Him meet us in the thick of it and guide our steps (Psalm 23). we need to put on the full armor of God every single day and stay in close communion with Him. The enemy tries to attack us in our minds and use our vulnerabilities to throw us off, and it works for a while, but God will ALWAYS lead us back toward Him and bring us peace, clarity, mind renewal, freedom, and give us the fruits of the Spirits needed to daily live our lives. when you start to feel discouraged RUN TO GOD. don't act as if you don't even know Him as you isolate and self sabotage because you know that only makes your situation worse. instead, run to your Father because He will be there with open arms. Return to the Gospel.

(i could say sooooo much more but this is already way longer than intended but i may add on later or end up posting a draft from last night too because i have so much to say. it's a lot of what i have already written here but i cannot for the life of me organize my thoughts and find new ways to write all of this down and come to new revelations of thanksgiving because He is so good and my words can't do my heart the justice it deserves. idk if i'm still processing or that it's just so much i can't contain it all or confine it and reduce it that i have a billion pages typed and written and idk how the heck i'm going to get this letter written for my church but eventually... hopefully soon cause this has to be released lol

[yaoi-hate-machine]

everyone’s asleep it’s time to post about how excited and proud i am for having really screamed for the first time today after genuinely trying to learn for less than a week!!!!! i think that is so cool and obv it is just a baby scream with a long way to go but i was getting frustrated about not being able to do it and then today in the car i was like Oh! Hello!

[heartoflesh]

He doesn't care.

He doesn't care that my heart could break without him. He says he wants me to be happy. That he cares about me and wants me to be happy. Doesn't he know that he is what I want. He can make me happy. It can be so simple. He says he wants what's best for me. But if he truly felt that, if he wasn't lying, he wouldn't brush it off. He wouldn't make it sound like I could be with someone else. That I could be without him. That I would even want to. Or that I could be happy alone when I've already had a taste of him and everything he had so lovingly and eagerly given to me before the world split in two and separated us a further distance than just Ontario and Florida. There are days that I'm so angry. But I try not to be. There are days where I am so sad. But I try not to be. I am always grieving. I want so much to be the happy person that I was before. I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't want any of this. I avoided everything having to do with it. I was so careful. But I was given it. I was given it and in the beginning, it was so good. And then it was taken back. Ripped away from me. Life, joking with me. And now I'm just supposed to be happy. But I find myself crying at 1:41 PM, in my mother's office at work. To myself. Hysterically. Silently. By myself. Just the way he made me feel. And it feels like God isn't listening to my prayers. As much as I cry out to Him for help. To ease this pain. To make me forget. To pull me out of this mud and mire that I didn't ask for. But nothing is happening. It feels like nothing is happening and it was so fine before. I was so fine. And now I am broken, wondering when I will finally heal and forget about all this. When will I have traversed enough time to put enough distance between me and these emotions that tear through my muscle and bone. I have never known so much anguish. I have never known this much grief.

Yet I feel so much urgency. Like if I continue to feel this, if I continue to stay in these feelings, I'm elongating this process God has me going through. I'm postponing the blessings. But I don't know how to heal any faster. I don't know how to be ok.

— Excerpt from a book I'll never write, William

[cathymee]

OKAY why is ang huling el bimbo THE song. like it's THE song. of all time.

[brown-little-robin]

oh great. I'm being sanctified again.

[pissmoon]

Some of these corny posts that whine about atheists here are something else 'its so dumb of atheists to say institutionalized religion sucks'. Do you live under a rock? What do you expect atheists to say about institutionalized religion? That its good or above criticism? They are atheists. Like realistically speaking what could their stance possibly be?

[theawkwardvirgin]

Yesterday, we dropped two of my siblings off at a weekend retreat. Today, we have 3+ inches of water in the basement.

[incomingalbatross]

I guess he did have a knowledge given he spent 30 years in Ireland and his wife fully converted to Catholicism a few years after Dracula. But not intimate knowledge.

Those do definitely seem like indicators he would have been exposed to knowledge of the Eucharist. (I didn't know that about his wife!) But just going by the text of Dracula, either Bram Stoker did not have any real understanding of the Catholic doctrine of the True Presence, or he was willfully ignoring it. I tend to assume the first—it's something that it's very easy to pick up a watered-down version of, if (as you say) you have no intimate knowledge of the subject.

[grison-in-space]

Also if you think the angel Aziraphale has ever heard the song "Take Me to Church" without being consumed by enormous, contradictory, and incompatible feelings you have another think coming let me tell you that. Not sure he can figure out what they are, mind, but there are definitely little gears turning away in there.