#pushing your disciple into the abyss is an abortion

[piosplayhouse]

I get that the mpreg thing is a kink but I think we should also acknowledge that some characters would be religiously on birth control and/or love abortions

[ellayuki]

07.11.20

Scumbag System / SVSS / Shen Qingqiu POV / (pre) BingQiu

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a different path (that future of yours is not set in stone)

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In the end, for all that that he has started valuing his life more than he ever used to before, for all that all his instincts are screaming for him to just do it, Shen Qingqiu, Shen Yuan cannot bring himself to actually take that last step. 

He cannot make himself push Luo Binghe into the Endless Abyss. 

In that last possible moment, looking up just as the lights from the System’s interface screen go from white to violent red (more violent even than the raging inferno around them), Shen Qingqiu looks at that face full of confused heartbreak, and he pulls XiuYa back. Drops it to the ground and makes no move to shove his disciple over the edge.

“I can’t,” he chokes out just as the System’s blearing alerts sound off, a constant string of <<Warning! Warning Warning!>>  that makes his head spin. “I’m sorry, Binghe.”

The Interface is trying to tell him something, probably to alert him of his impending doom, but he doesn’t pay it any mind. He knows how this is going to end. He doesn’t have even close to enough B-points to save himself, not when the System had given such a ludicrous number when he’d first asked about this storyline. 

Shen Qingqiu is about to die and he knows it. So be it, he thinks. Maybe things will be better this way. Looking at Binghe’s face, at the mix of emotions there, the way his lips form the word ‘Shizun’ over and over again, and the way his hands seem to tremble, he doesn’t feel regret.

All at once, his knees go weak, and his heart, already pounding in his chest, starts stuttering. Ah,��he thinks, struggling to breathe. This is probably it. 

Shen Qingqiu lets himself fall, doesn’t make a struggle out of it. 

Somehow, it’s not that much of a surprise when Binghe rushes forward to catch him, but the world is already starting to darken around the edges, so Shen Qingqiu doesn’t waste time wondering why this boy still cares, even through (partially aborted, true, but still there) betrayal. 

“Shizun, Shizun!” Binghe’s voice sounds fearful, desperate. “What’s wrong, Shizun? What can this disciple do? Is it the poison? Shizun?”

Shen Qingqiu has a sudden, insane impulse to just say it, just tell the boy that he’s dying because he didn’t cast him into the Abyss. But how can you tell someone, “I was supposed to push you down and break your heart, and push you towards who you’re meant to be, even if it meant you’d kill me for it eventually.”? How can you say, “I tried to make this less painful but ah, that was obviously a failure.”? 

He takes in a ragged breath, swallows past a dry, aching throat, and lifts his hand to gently pat at Binghe’s head one last time. He thinks, I wish I could have seen you grow. Thinks, I wish things could have gone a different path. Says, “I hope, perhaps, one day, you’ll be able to forgive this master and then forget me.” 

And then everything finally goes dark, and the last thing his consciousness clings to before it disappears into the pitch black, is a heartbroken sob and a whispered “Shizun…”.

[ramrodd]

Sesame Street: Evelyn Glennie Plays the Drums

Had to check out Evelyn Glennie on YouTube. I was a percussionist from 7th grade to graduation, won a blind audition, once, so I always like to catch up with drummers.

The catagory of FEMALE drummers interests me: Women literature is not entirely available to me for reasons I don’t entirely understand, but it has to do with a larger emotional vocabulary.

This is sort of an aside, but I am inclined to believe Jesus died a virgin just as a matter of His upbringing and mission focus. The evidence I have is how He is blind-sided by the woman with the constant flow and His interaction with the Samaritan woman at the well.

The woman with the chronic flow released power in Him involuntarily: He is authentically surprised because He had absolutely no experiential gynelcological knowledge and it was a blind side in His human psyche. This was a very important learning experience for Him: there are things about being Jewish He comes to learn are an unnecessary burden on a healthy spiritual relationship with The One, all the crap associated with women being unclean being at the top of the list. In Mark 7, He abrogates all thinks kosher and the Holy Spirit reinforces the infinite expansion of the horizon of grace in Acts 10 and through Paul as the Apostle to the Gentiles. And I think His encounter with the woman with the chronic flow is the genesis of this novel but obvious evolution of the process theology of the Bible.

This is the origins of the 19th Amendment to the US Constitution expanding the franchise to women.

Jesus makes the Samaritan woman pregnant by immaculate conception in John 4..

The Pro-Life version of this ecounter is that the woman is a whore and outcast and it is taught this way to reinforce the unhealthy legacy of the Law of Moses Mark 7/Acts 10/Galatians abrogates and is an element of Sharia Law in the Anerucan Evangelical agenda embraced for mercenary and political purposes. A conceit of the Pro-Live version is that a literal interpretation of John 4 by the protocols of Solo Scriptura in triangulation with TULIP and the Holy Ghost produces this irrefutable interpretation.

There is absolutely nothing in the text that suggests the woman’s status in Sychar’s society except that, when she runs back into the village, she is able to mobilize the entire town to go out and hear Jesus for themselves before the Disciples have recovered from their shock at discovering Jesus in what was obviously a very intimate conversation with this woman given exactly the prejudices Evangelical’s rejoice in listing as a cautionary tale for any woman with a Planned Parenthood impulse. Evangelicals tell this tale the way they do to keep women in their place.

Jacob’s Well is a literary device for anchoring this pericope with Tamar, the harlot at the side of the road in Genesis 38, who tricks her lying, cheating father-in-law into keeping his moral obligation to supply her a legacy into making her pregnant. This woman wants to get pregnant. She is not Jewish. She has had children by 5 different men and wants another baby, but her current partner ain’t getting the job done. At that time, there was no Greek word for “husband” in a narrow, legal, sense. The word ἄνδρα meant ‘man” back in the day, but has acquired an anachronistic meaning.

There is a certain element of a French farce in this dialogue. Jesus knows exactly what is going on, but the woman, not so much. As I say, she wants to get pregnant and Jesus is handy, which is why she comes out to the well, like Tamar, with malice aforethought. When He asks her for a drink, she sees it as the opening of a pick-up line and teases Jesus for putting His cultural distaste for a little nooky on the side (like Judah, Jewish men felt that sex with goys wasn’t adultry: it was the conceit of a Seinfeld episode involving Elaine and Jewish expectations.)

Anyway, I can go on at some length, but the point is that the dialogue reveals the woman to be about as spiritually healthy as anyone He encounters, beginning with the faith of the woman with the chronic flow, the centurion in Matthew 8/Luke 7 and the Syro-Phonecian woman and He instructs the Holy Ghost to direct the Spirit of God make her pregnant in a process exactly like His own mother.

When Jesus speaks to her, the sound track is Shania Twain’s “That don’t impress me much” but, as the dialogue progresses into the Living Water, the music changes to the hook of Ace to Base “All She Wants (Is Another Baby), which comes to a head at John 4:15, when the sound track arrives at the moment in Paradise by the Dashboard Lights”, the Boy is rounding third and heading for home, with the Samaritan woman playing the Boy, when Jesus, playing the Girl, says “Stop Right There!” with John 4:16 Jesus told her, “Go, call your husband and come back.”

This is where the French Farce makes its final appearance. Jesus knows, as we learn, that the husband is the reason she’s at the well. She doen’t want to fix him. She wants Him to get her in a family way. Her response is, in effect “I don’t need no fucking HUSBAND! Let’s FUCK!”

Now, up until now, Jesus has dialed His Charisma up to 11. He could control it consciously and used to get the attention of a crowd and then, turn it off to disappear in plain sight. I mean, she’s driving hard at the hoop and the fact that the Pro-Lifers cannot see this dynamic is because the specific category of female sexual response falls into the same general category of inconvenient truths like evolution and the connection between Planned Parenthood and falling teenage pregnancy rates and abortions. The Pro-Life agenda is based on the triangulation of TULIP, Solo Scriptura and the love of money, It is a gnostic construct as business model, So, the flesh and blood attached to Jesus is largely ignored in His encounters with everyone He encounters. This is one of those situations. Jesus has pushed all her buttons, all of which were set on hair-triggers on her way out to the well, She doesn’t want to talk about it anymore: she is ready to rock and roll.

And then Jesus turns off the Charisa and confronts her as The One. There is no sound track, no music, just the moment of truth, where she reveals her yearning to know God.

And, at the instant He reveals she already knows The One “I who speak to you am He.”, she becomes pregnant by the Spirit of God. She knows it. There is not just silence, now, but the void of the abyss.

And then the Disciples kill the buzz and she runs back to the village to the sound track of Natalie Merchants “Kind and Generous” and becomes the first Evangelist in the Bible, at least 10 years before Paul and Barnabus set off on their first missionary.

Which is why I am interested in listening to this percussionist. Being deaf, the sound track of her life is vibrations as life. There’s a connection here, somewhere.