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Good morning friends
Saturdayyyyyy
Positive affirmations:
I shall cut down all who stand in my way
I shall cut down all who stand in my way
I shall cut down all who stand in my way
I shall cut down all who stand in my way
I shall cut down all who stand in my way
“we live in an uncaring universe” yeah dude and I live in an uncaring house. and I shit in an uncaring toilet. but do you touch an uncaring lover? do you comfort an uncaring child? do you guide to sleep each night a cold and uncaring self?
please hurry up in reblogging this I wanna jorts it before someone puts it in one of those heartwarming tiktok slideshows
i was like 'what could jorts it possibly mean' but as with many things clicking the original post immediately clarified the situation
severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person
MY BROTHER / MY KILLER
"The King James Bible, Genesis 4 / "Black Leopard, Red Wolf" by Marlon James / "Car Crash" by Jenna Andersen / "Stratis Thalassinos Among the Agapanthi" by George Seferis (tr. by Edmund Keeley) / "You are Jeff" by Richard Siken (1) / "Brother" by The Rural Alberta Advantage / "A Brother named Gethsemane" by Natalie Diaz / "Succession" Script (1) / "You are Jeff" by Richard Siken (2) / "Cain Killing Abel" by Pietro Novelli / "The Death of Abel" by Gustave Doré (1866), recolored / "Lupa" by Matthew Nienow / Succession, S04 EP 10, "With Open Eyes" / "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult / “Mirror Traps” by Hera Lindsay Bird / post by tumblr user vampowers / "Antigone", tr. by Anne Carson / "6 ways to draw a circle" by tumblr user filmnoirsbian / "Succession" Script (2) / "Courage, Anxiety and Despair Watching The Battle" by James Sant (detail) / "The Plagues", Prince of Egypt, dir. by Brenda Chapman / untitled poem by tumblr user nathanielorion (1) / "After Abel" by Dante Émile / comment from tiktok / "Famous Blue Raincoat" by Leonard Cohen / "For my unnamed brother" by Toi Derricotte / Succession screenshot / untitled, Sue Zhao / untitled poem by tumblr user nathanielorion (2)
[ID: Text reading: And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.
And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel they brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother’s keeper?
2. Text reading: What is evil anyway, a sad soul infected with devils who take his will, or a man thinking of all his mother’s children he loves himself the best?
3. Illustration. Two figures watch a flaming car from a safe distance. One of the figures is completely yellow, like a bright light. The other figure is dark and shadowed beside them.
4. Text reading: The first thing God made is love then comes blood and the thirst for blood
5. Text reading: Two brothers are fighting by the side of the road. Two motorbikes have fallen over on the shoulder, leaking oil into the dirt, while the interlocking brothers grapple and swing. You see them through the backseat window as you and your parents drive past. You are twelve years old. You do not have a brother. You have never experienced anything ferocious or intentional with another person.
6. Text reading: Brother, my brother Oh, now the darkness comes alive It comes for me and I come for you
7. Text reading: This is my brother and I need a shovel to love him.
8. Text reading: [Roman:] You fucking bastard.
Kendall: I love you, man.
Roman: I fucking hate you.
9. Text reading: They are the same and they are not the same. They are the same and they hate each other for it.
10. Painting. Abel lies on the ground, trying to shield himself with one hand while Cain stands over him, one foot on his brother to keep him down, arms raised and ready to swing his club. The colours of the piece are mostly dark and muted, but Abel is coloured much more lightly, as though a beam were shining down against his chest and face. Cain is heavily shadowed, save for part of his face displaying focused intent, the length of his arm as he prepares to kill his brother, and the leg he’s used to keep Abel pinned.
11. Painting. Abel lies splayed out on the ground. Gripping a stick in one hand, Cain leans against a nearby rock and stares at his brother.
12. Text reading: and I killed my brother I had to and only wish I hadn’t washed my hands in the river the water remembers so long
13. Text reading: I really love you, but I can’t fucking stomach you.
14. Text reading: “If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?”
15. Text reading: there is something wrong with you
There is something wrong with you that is also wrong with me
16. Tumblr post from @/vampowers dated July 22nd 2023: sibling relationships are so strange… like I love you. You will never understand me in a way that matters. We are the same person in drastically different ways. We are sewn together. We don’t talk. We are attached at the hip. You wish I was never born. Can I call you. Let’s eat together. I forgive you. Etc
17. Text reading: You ask would I have done it for a husband or a child my answer is no I would not. A husband or a child can be replaced but who can grow me a new brother.
18. Text reading: Your sister haunts you. Your sister was wounded, long before she was killed. Your sister has always been wounded.
19. Text reading: Roman: Why do you love trying to hurt me do you think?
Shiv: It’s something to pass the time I guess?
20. Painting. The version of the painting has been cropped. In the full version, three women, anthromorphised depicts of Courage, Despair and Anxiety, hide behind a large rock observing a battle. What is visible in this cropped version is Anxiety gripping her shawl while Courage holds her wrist. Courage leans away from the other two. Despair sits further behind them in the shadows.
21. Text reading: You who I called brother How could you have come to hate me so? Is this what you wanted?
22. Text reading: And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
23. Text reading: Who kills their own brother? Well, someone who loves him very much.
24. Tiktok comment from corinne reading, “I was so selfish. I was just a kid. I was so mad. I’m so sorry”
25. Text reading: And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I’m glad you stood in my way
26. Text reading: hello, brother, hello? hello in there, brother, can you hear me? it’s a long tunnel to the grave
27. Still from the TV show, Succession. The three Roy siblings - Roman, Kendall, and Siobhan - stand in a room. While they're standing beside on another, there's decent space between the three of them.
28. Text reading: Oh, I could call you names now. List a hundred reasons for why you were awful. But what would that do? Where would it leave me? [highlight] I still loved you. I still have to live with that. [end highlight]
29. Text reading: In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt.
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"I Know The Last Thing Cain Said To Abel" (1/12/25) [About Cain and Abel from the bible duh lol but broadly about brothers/siblings] <kinda hate how this turned out rn might delete later // feedback about lighting would be cool - also tumblr crushed quality as usual so click for better quality>
"I love you, my brother And I’m sorry we don’t talk anymore And I’m sorry you were better than me At everything And that God loved you most And that we grew apart I tried my best But I can’t assuage the anger in my heart And I can’t stop my face from falling And I can’t change the fact that The meaning of my name is “spear” Maybe in Heaven you can spend More time with God the Father Like you wanted And maybe if you’re not with me Just once I can feel His love without Looking over my shoulder I love you, my brother Now turn around"
הבל | hevel
This is how it goes: God whispers in Cain’s jealous ear, drawing his attention to the Sin crouched at his doorway. Sin has haunted eyes and a mouth that has been kissed. Let there be no doubt that Sin has been kissed, with a wet-red mouth that may taste of blood or pomegranate or the electric crackle of a stoplight. Cain looks at Sin. He runs his tongue over his teeth.
This is how it goes: Cain leaves the house at one am in bare feet and a hoodie, careful to avoid the last stair that creaks, and treks out into the Field. There are many fields in the world but there is only one Field. Cain feels the difference in the grass when he crosses the border from field to Field, the way the grey-green blades stand up at attention in his wake, the way the dirt turns ice-cold and furious beneath his heels. The earth is good with foreshadowing. The tree of Knowledge has deep roots.
This is how it goes: God says, I will take you or your brother.
God says, You get to choose.
And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
I have never made brothers before, God explains. That is how I thought they were made. What more do you want?
“I want to steal some of his kindness,” Cain says, and shakes his pocket knife out of his sleeve.
Back at home, Abel sits up in his bed with a start, heart racing. That was close, he thinks, that was a damn close one, and does not know why.
In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt.
what have you done?
the role of cain
I had a dream last night
Where I was Cain, without
An Abel. No brother born
To kill or coddle, no Lord
To shun, to curse myself
With the guilt of life eternal.
This dream I had last night
Where I was half empty
Half myself, no story yet
For with no Abel,
What is there of Cain?
What is the stone if not
a weapon, what is the wheat
If not an offering?
An only child, with lust to kill
Without a brother to bleed dry
And snap like catgut strings–
To lunge, to maul with teeth
Snaggletoothed and carnivorous,
Still loved by Eve and Adam
As the son had not betrayed.
I had a dream last night,
That I was Cain, without an Abel;
No prompt to sin, to create murder
Who’d never know his own two hands
Could raise fists or stones to man.
i saw this post earlier with two lines of a poem and i instantly needed to read the whole thing so i went and found the book it's from (because of course there is no record of it online) and guys i need to show someone this fucking poem oh my gods. the last stanza in particular made me yell.
"Brothers" from The Selected Poetry of Dan Pagis by Dan Pagis
"cain always finds a rock"
from chapter "iii. biological shadow - for my sister"
M. T. Undergrove
There is something wrong in the way my heart holds my brother. In the way it doesn't hold him at all.
There is something wrong in the way the blood falls from the stone, like the blood that fell from the womb. In the way God asks, where is he? In the way I answer, I don't know. But really, I don't care.
There is something wrong in the way I let him go. In the way I'm not his keeper. I was never meant to keep him at all.
am i my brother’s keeper?
It's my cat's birthday (anniversary of me getting him) so I told him the story of his life while petting him real good
Highlights include:
For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.
Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.
Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.
I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.
I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.
Now you've lived with me for five years. Five is like the number of toe beans on one of your feet. When I clip your nails five is when we're halfway done. But we're hopefully not even halfway done with how long we get to be together. I'm gonna have to figure out new ways to help you count.
Actually I've decided this is a poem
it's very important that you're friends with furries and trannies and faggots and freaks and perverts it's good for your soul
reblorg if you're a furry, a tranny, a faggot, a freak and/or a pervert!
She's being so big and brave.