#philosophy questions

[it-happened-once-in-a-meme]

Philosophic Vampire Discussion Questions

Warning: Vampire-related content including the usual things (blood, but not graphic description), mentions of addiction (not specified which)

What are some human traits that would make it easier for them once they're tramsformed into a vampire?

What are some that would make it more difficult?

Assuming that:

-vampires have to drink blood every now and then to function properly

->they can have big blood cravings

-they're vulnerable to religious things like holy water or christian artifacts (correct me on that, if it's not only christianity)

-vampires can grow very old/can only be killed very specifically

Examples:

Would having a strong sense of morals make being a vampire easier (being as nice to humans as possible->them not growing suspicious), or is a certain level of immorality neccessary?

Would being vegetarian before (for the animals, not just for the climate) be more helpful or difficult? Would the control over themselves help in holding back when they get the craving for human blood? Or would not wanting to drink blood make them too week? What degree of vegetarianism would be the best: from someone who just started to someone who's been vegetarian for very long?

Would being aromantic/asexual be of any help when it comes to craving human blood (which is often depicted as a sexual and/or romantic thing)?

Would knowing a lot about history help in finding new vampire friends, or would it make them angry to see someone act as if they knew more than them/were alive in that time?

Would having an addiction in the past make it more difficult because the more addictions someone's had, the more likely they are to become addicted to something else. Or could first-hand experience be useful because that person has already developed some distraction techniques?

Would being outgoing be of more help than being introverted? With being outgoing having the advantage of having an easier time approaching (& learning from) other vampires, who may already have centuries-old friendship, while being introverted would make it easier to protect humans from yourself, and keep out of vampire/other fantasy creature drama.

Would having human friends make being a vampire easier (having connections to humans, staying grounded), or more difficult (them passing away before you)? What amount would be best?

Is there an ideal age or point in life for a vampire transition?

Are there certain jobs that would make transitioning easier?

What kind of person would arose the least suspicion?

What are the (dis)advantages of being famous & rich prior to transitioning?

Do you have any recommendations of vampire media that go into some of these things (& that don't feature a minor x a very old vampire thing being presented as romantic/sexy)? 🤩

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[veryintricaterituals]

Something about Good Omens from a Jewish perspective, something about Crowley, about questions, something about how we are not in heaven, about how we get to decide the rules here on Earth, something about discussion, about wrestling with G-d, and something about how G-d is outnumbered and doesn't get a say, something about how "heaven" and "hell" don't really matter, about trying to make things better from the context of our lives, something about leaving the world a better place than you found it, something about drinking and enjoying life right here and now, something about "they tried to kill us and failed, let's eat".

[serpentface]

Faiza performing the Kagnoma Odo (pretty literally 'lion dance'), a weapons dance and one of the more important ritual duties of Odonii priestesses. A relatively new addition to this traditional dance involves the musket as the primary weapon, which is fired mid-twirl into the ground at the climax of the dance. Faiza is experiencing an 'oh fuck' moment because her shot is more than ideally diagonal, but she’s being so cool with it.

This is a wholly ceremonial performance at the onset of the pilgrimage, performed in full regalia and lion skin (of the small, semi-domesticated strain) but no armor. It’s also distinctly a display of political allegiance between the powerful and beloved Odonii priesthood (and its loyal military) with the increasingly reviled and destabilized imperial family, with Faiza prominently wearing a bracelet of the royal serpent, which was gifted (along with the musket) by the usoma Stavis Amanti himself (Usoma is the Wardi word for king, which has been retained in the context of emperors).

The Kagnoma Odo is the ultimate demonstration of the Odonii as an embodiment of the Lion Face of God and living vessel of military might and sovereignty, demonstrating her fitness and proficiency with weapons and as a spiritual unifier for soldiers. It is accompanied by drumming and occurs in stages, running through the three keymost weapons used in war- the spear, the sword, and the musket. The musket is of the most significance, given the weapon has developed a particular esteem as the ultimate embodiment of might and superiority. Assistants (almost always other priestesses, occasionally high ranking soldiers) load and prime the musket to be fired at the climax of the dance, where it is shot into the ground as the priestess leaps out of range of the shot. The firing signals the end of the dance and the rite itself.

While not the utmost exemplar of trigger discipline, only fully inducted and senior (and therefore very thoroughly trained) Odonii are permitted to perform the dance, and injuries during actual performances are quite rare (though are known to occur during training, more than a few Odonii have burns and wounds on their feet).

The most important renditions of this dance are performed upon declarations of war and before battles (in this case, generally done in full armor along with the lion pelt). It is also done during some trainings (while a dance, it is carefully choreographed to include naturalistic maneuvers of the weapons involved and helps soldiers limber up and learn to move their weapons). It is regarded as an impressive and motivating sight and a morale booster, and, seen at a distance, potentially intimidating to enemies.

A special variant of this dance is performed as means of fully incarnating the Odomache, which is done in full nudity with the body covered in the blood of the freshly sacrificed lion and cloaked in its raw pelt (the lion has become the corpse of Odomache in the moment of death, as part of its recreation of God's sacrifice). Her public, full nude appearance once (and only once) in this act is what allows the Lion Face of God to incarnate within her. Those in attendance see the spiritually vulnerable, naked human body obscured with the sanctified and deified blood and cloaked in the sanctified and deified skin. It is a merger of the contradictions of mortality and divinity, the boundaries between the two indistinct in flickering firelight and the flash of musketfire. She is witnessed by her people, dangling in between humanity and divinity and leading them in dance, and and is thus transformed.

[juan-francisco-palencia]

For all mercy hearts please

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Well, I think I understand that in some way you ask for help through me and everyone. Honestly, I don't have many resources, but I offer my help by providing first aid to injured people, since I have medical knowledge, and my specialty is channeling those who have suffered first and second degree burns. If you feel that my medical knowledge could be of use to you, I am more than willing to help.

I wish you good luck. ⚘👋

[a-timely-problem]

Rio: "Babe?"

Agatha: "Nope"

Rio: "You don't even know what I wanna ask!"

Agatha: "I know you, that's more than enough information to make that call"

[wiisagi-maiingan]

Job applications are psychological warfare and should be banned under the Geneva Convention.

[grhmwtts]

lately,

i’ve been trying to hold space for the harsh realities—the limitations, regulations—i must impose on myself. i spent the past decade unlearning what my church had taught me to be definitively ��good” or definitively “bad” and, in such, unleashed a brutal and intoxicating world onto my feeble, pastel body. in said liberation was a newfound understanding that there is no place for objectivity in regards to the good, the bad—but there is, and must be, subjectivity to the good, to the bad. i soon thereafter considered myself a hedonist, indulging in the endless search for pleasure with a fixation on the pursuit of a higher fix each time, because i had believed that since i had the capacity, the ability to do all things then i must do all things. i suppose, herein i shall introduce emotional intelligence, making its entrance in stride, arm-locked, with a sense of identity. somewhere, in the place where their skin meets, warm by their intertwining arms, resides desire—futile, pulsating—escaping. this is where i find myself now: captivated by their entrance, rotten as intrusive thoughts darken the stained glass windows of the church of my mind. what ceremony is this—i dare not ask. but i am keen, and i am ruined, like never before. my veins rupture, an aneurysm of a divinity, where the “good” and the “bad” seek to tear apart each ligament of mine. in these spaces between possibility is the understanding that anything can reside within it, for the specifics do not dictate the general picture—the microaggressions do not typically overtake the one’s impression of character—but certain matter does make a knee capable of bending or in need of replacement. as such, it is within our own genetic, emotional, makeup which suggests what matter might be best for our personal functionality, ease of existence. and only, through the desire brought by contact of emotional intelligence and a sense of identity, their two independent entities and the room that is this church that is this world, that this life of a mind, do we begin to understand how exactly to piece together this body, this world, this life of self. in this process, i find myself. in this process, i find myself questioning my individuality, examining it through a lens and finding in what ways it differs to that of the general understanding, the inundation of mass media. but only in the quietude can i find myself. so i hold space for the harsh realities—the understandings crippling my adolescent-views of self, world. and i allow myself to accept—radically, theatrically, screeching in beauty and terror—that what is “good” for me is good for me, what is “bad” for me is bad for me, and neither of these standards decree a general “good” or a general “bad”. they instead eradicate judgement, eradicate fear, and invite empathy and honor to each outlook. i, still worry-minded and adolescent-angsted, wish to know how good/bad works for other people, hope that i am not the only one to feel so alienated by the way the world apparently works. but in the most minute senses: i must think of these guideposts as allergies. varying in intensity from discomfort to death, i must know the risks and remedies. i must accept that my body, my brain, might not take to 0T7 very well. even if 0T7 is commonly revered, i must instead respect my own limitations, and see them for what they are: understandings which enable me to find my own ease of existence, embrace my personal functionality at its best. it’s a long, hard-fought battle to recognize one’s own capacities and shortcomings. tis an arduous process, what most call life. and i am thankful to recognize that these specifics contribute to what makes me me, similar to the atoms, to my genetics, a glorious collision suggesting life, i get to embrace my own harsh realities. for the world is vast and we can lose ourselves within it. the self is vast and we can find our world within it.

[salty-an-disco]

I just know Shifty would love getting to personally meet the voices.

They were born out of a need for change and adaptability within the construct, after all, and are what molded her vessels, she’d love getting to know more of their unique perspectives.

[neverbreakheart]

[firestar5318]

What makes something meat or not meat?

[loveerran]

Can a person bound for the Terrestrial Kingdom be an asset to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints?

Or should we kick them out?

[philosophybits]

Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust the perfection of the creation so far, as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy. Every man's condition is a solution in hieroglyphic to those inquiries he would put. He acts it as life, before he apprehends it as truth.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature

[espiricalesper]

read the book of bill and gotta say, I thought y’all were kidding but this really is just ~200 pages of old man yaoi

also mcgucket getting a present for ford and not his wife is like wow ford pump the brakes w ur newfound harem

[juan-francisco-palencia]

Thank you for the follow. Your write beautiful words