#quocumque

[rausule]

Afrikaanse gelyke regte

om maar 'n weefsel van beginsels en gevolge te wees. En net soos die nodige verbinding van logiese verhoudings die konsekwentheid van 'n kontemplatiewe leer vorm, so vorm die nodige verbinding van doelwitte en middele die konsekwentheid van 'n werkende leer. Sonder hierdie voorwaardes is daar geen sekerheid nie, en in die afwesigheid van sekerheid vind die foutiewe en die arbitrêre plaas.

En hier het ons 'n belangrike en belangrikste manier om goed met morele en politieke leerstellings om te gaan, waaraan amper nooit gedink is nie. Dit is om die hoogste punt van VOLKOMSIGHEID VERKRYBAAR as doel te neem, en as die middel van al die magte wat tot ons beskikking is wat saamwerk en daartoe bevorderlik is. Dit gedoen, merk daardie verskeie nodige wisselvalligheid, wat 'n mens tydens die reis na die beste lewenswyse noodwendig moet ondergaan, en trek dan die maksimum verkrygbare goed af met die minimum onvermydelike euwel in die huidige toestand, en wat ons kan en moet doen dit om te vorder. Ek kon hierdie prosedure nooit genoeg inskerp nie, want sonder hom kan geen volle en vaste leerstelling gehoop word nie. Trouens, as jy nie 'n oog het op die hoogste punt van volmaaktheid wat verkry kan word nie, sal jy ooit kan besef wat in openbare aangeleenthede kortkom en na watter rigting jy moet draai om vorentoe te beweeg? Hierdie doelwit vorm die poolster van die wetenskap, want dit vorm die ideale model wat dit raadsaam is om te bereik of ten minste te nader. Die ding is so dat selfs met die oortuiging om hom nooit te bereik nie, hy dien as 'n gids om al die goeie te doen wat 'n mens kan.

Dit word juis verkry met die middele wat is of is. hulle sal in ons hande wees, met dien verstande dat al die koëffisiënte middele aangeneem en geïmplementeer word. Bonum ex integra causa, malum autem ex quocumque defectu. En hier is dit raadsaam om die evolusie van die natuur te ondersoek om te ontdek of God met ons is, want die mens stel voor en God beskik. As u ten slotte die wisselvalligheid van onvolwassenheid uitwys, en geskikte bepalings voorstel, sien u hoe beslissend hierdie behandelings is vir beide die goewerneurs en vir die regeerdes, beide om nie in spronge te jaag nie.

[rastronomicals]

4:41 AM EDT September 2, 2024:

Uzeda - "Deep Blue Sea" From the album Quocumque jeceris stabit (July 12, 2019)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

The excellent Sicilian postrock band's seventh album, and first for Temporary Residence

[mag-101]

My dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “Arbor Philosophorum Perfecta” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw a dog turn into a tree

My buddy Isaac pacing: de ligno autem scientiae boni et mali ne comedas in quocumque enim die comederis ex eo morte morieris

[sassy-pistachy]

Arbor Philosophorum Perfecta

The Philosopher's Tree. Diana's Tree. Considered a precursor to the Philosopher's Stone.

In TMAGP 19, we learn Isaac Newton perfected the work of Wilhem Homberg (another chemist and alchemist) to produce the perfect Philosopher's Tree.

"Diana’s Tree was considered a precursor to the Philosopher's Stone and resembled coral in regards to its structure. It is a dendritic amalgam of crystallized silver, obtained from mercury in a solution of silver nitrate; so-called by the alchemists, among whom "Diana" stood for silver. The arborescence of this amalgam, which even included fruit-like forms on its branches, led pre-modern chemical philosophers to theorize the existence of life in the kingdom of minerals"

If the Philosopher's Stone is trying to transmute non-precious metals into Gold, the Philosopher's tree is transmuting things into Silver.

As Newton reaches for a "fruit" from the free, he cites the Genesis “de ligno autem scientiae boni et mali ne comedas in quocumque enim die comederis ex eo morte morieris”. God says to Adam, "but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it you will certainly die"

Any Alchemy nerds here getting any conclusions? Our pal Newton here definitely did something more than creating silver crystals inside a flask. He's playing God. He's playing with life. Transmutating supposedly lifeless minerals into... something straight out of Edward Elric's worst nightmares.

[nofatclips]

Soap by Uzeda from the album Quocumque jeceris stabit - Video by Guido Celli

[plaklarim]

florebo quocumque ferar.*

düştüğüm her yerde çiçek açacağım.*

[stardustndreamsofsilver]

Inferum

Prologue

Jake x OC (f)

Warnings: possibly spooky subject to some, talk of human remains

Quocumque ingrederis sequitur mors corporis umbra.

My story begins like any other I suppose. When I was small and staying with my Grandma Julie, as I did most weekends, I saw my first fantôme, ghost. As I lay sleeping, I woke to a woman sitting at the end of my bed. She was old, her red hair reminded me of a poodle and the way she dressed seemed out of place, even to a five year old. She lounged at the end of the bed, legs crossed, one arm draped across her lap and a cigarette in the hand of the other. Up until then my little mind had not thought to be frightened, just confused. 

Then, she took a drag of her cigarette and slowly faced me. She stared at me, unblinking. My heart began to pound and I could feel my throat begin to close from the sheer terror that coursed through my body. I wanted to scream, jump up and run to my grandmother, anything! But I was frozen in place. All I could do was screw my eyes shut and pray for her to go away.

The next morning, I told Grandma Julie about the woman in my room. She, like most adults, thought nothing of it and figured the woman was an imaginary friend I’d conjured up. That is until I began to describe her. As I recounted the details of the woman, from the color of her pants to the pattern on her sweater, my grandmother’s face slowly began to fall.

“Oh! And she had funny looking hair. It was red like yours, but looked like cotton candy!” I’d said.

All color drained from Grandma’s face. Her hand slowly raised and covered her mouth. Tears welled in her eyes and she whispered, “Oh, God!” I later learned that the person I’d described had been my grandmother’s mother, Ava. Not only that, but the way I described her was how she’d looked the day she told Grandma Julie that she had lung cancer. 

Since that day, I’ve never stopped pursuing the paranormal. It started with me asking my parents– or rather any adult– about ghosts. Were they real? Had the woman I’d seen just been in my head like my mother tried to convince me? As I got older, I would read any ghost story I could get my hands on, be it fiction, reddit forums; whatever form they took. Some would say that I was/am obsessed, but I’d like to think that I’m on a lifelong pursuit of knowledge. Albeit niche. 

Which brings us here, to Paris.

Paris, the city of love, the city of light, the city of the dead. It should be clear as to which name brings me here. The city of love… Ah, who am I kidding? I’m here for the Ossuaire Municipal de Paris, otherwise known as the Catacombs.

The Catacombs are steeped in mystery, the macabre, and stories of the paranormal. Which, how could they not be? They hold the remains of an estimated six million people. Not only that, but most of the remains were exhumed from their original resting place and dumped into the then abandoned limestone mines. 

But then there was good reason for this, as the cemeteries of Paris were overflowing by the mid to late 1780s. It was so overflowing and “unpleasant” to live near that it became a matter of public health and safety. So, the bones of millions began to be moved and continued to be until 1814 and then began again in 1840. 20 years later, the interment of remains officially and finally stopped.

Now, the remains weren’t left undisturbed during this time. Just before the Ossuaire Municipal de Paris was opened to the public, a man named Héricart de Thury was charged with heading the “decorative rearrangement” of the bones, that up until this point, were just pushed in the massive piles along the walls to utilize as much space as possible. So, Thury was the man who planned and executed the macabre and morbid designs and art that you see today within its walls.

These two things, the mass exhumation and further disturbance of the remains, are said to be the catalyst for the haunting of the Catacombs. Which in turn has brought thousands of urban explorers, paranormal investigators, and lovers of all things supernatural to the city. There are so many stories and urban legends told by those who have braved the uncharted parts of the catacombs. I’m sure they could fill a library's worth of books. 

This particular excursion of the city of the dead will fill mine.

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[lights-at-night]

tmagp 19

love how it specifies in the transcripts that the coffee is bad

the paperwork is literally cursed

ALCHEMY MENTION???? OMG OMG OMG OMG

of fucking course the magnus institute was involved in alchemy

theyre gonna jnvolve historical scientists like they did with architects omggggggg

PROTOCOL??????!!!!!!!

ok tree so like maybe its related to tmagp 3

wondering if this tree is gonna become some kinda eden parallel thing

yup i google translated the latin ("de ligno autem scientiae boni et mali ne comedas in quocumque enim die comederis ex eo morte morieris" to "but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for on whatever day you eat of it you shall surely die"") and it definitely is

^ HAH I FUCKING CALLED IT

"it saw me and it knew me" the dog be ceaseless watchering

THE FUCKING PROTOCOL

holy shit colins back

"him" WHOS HIM COLIN

[the-magnolia-academy]

Magnolia Academy Crest

I finally figured out how to make a crest for the Magnolia Academy in the same style as the Umbrella and Sparrow ones! Far from perfect but I’m pretty proud.

Here’s what each symbol means:

Magnolia Branch: The Academy name

Knot: Family loyalty

Apple: Generosity, happiness, peace and salvation

Bear: Healing, personal health, strength, and bravery. Also a nod to Grace’s “mama bear” attitude toward her kids

The motto, "florere quocumque tempore," means "bloom at any time"

[pelwesan]

Çok güzel bir latince sözü: "Florebo quocumque ferar" 'Taşındığım her yerde çiçek açacağım' demekmiş.🌻

[arkeolog]

“Florebo quocumque ferar”

[Düştüğüm her yerde çiçek açacağım]

[rastronomicals]

1:04 AM EST November 22, 2024:

Uzeda - "Mistakes" From the album Quocumque jeceris stabit (July 12, 2019)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

The excellent Sicilian postrock band's seventh album, and first for Temporary Residence

[spacewreck51]

Hi hello what's up WHY HAS NO ONE TALKED ABOUT THIS YET??

ALCHEMY. PHILOSOPHERS TREE/DIANA'S TREE = DENDRITIC AMALGAM FOR SILVER AND MERCURY

“de ligno autem scientiae boni et mali ne comedas in quocumque enim die comederis ex eo morte morieris.” IS FUCKING GENESIS

LIKE HELLO??? WAKE UP WHY DIDN'T I SEE ANYTHING ABOUT THIS WHEN THE EPISODE CAME OUT

[kbranru]

Latince bir söz: "Florebo quocumque ferar" (Taşındığım her yerde çiçek açacağım). Yani gittiğim her yerde gelişeceğim, nereye götürülürsem büyüyeceğim demek.🌻🥰

[nofatclips]

Speaker's Corner by Uzeda from the album Quocumque jeceris stabit

[apenitentialprayer]

In whatever corner of heaven God shall place me, it will be enough for me. No one will envy each other there, and whatever each one have will suffice.

Héloïse du Paraclet, in her second post-Calamitatum letter to Peter Abelard, trans. Betty Radice.

Original Latin: Quocumque me angulo coeli Deus collocet, satis mihi faciet. Nullus ibi cuiquam invidebit, cum singulis quod habebunt suffecerit