Sometimes I get wizard high and pray to god that he doesn't take away the beauty of the world.
You are our last line of defense. If you don't get high and pray it all falls apart.

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@curbside-oracle
Sometimes I get wizard high and pray to god that he doesn't take away the beauty of the world.
You are our last line of defense. If you don't get high and pray it all falls apart.
Could we request a modest rosetta stone sample for your recent glyphs? Perhaps "squirreled" or the/and/of?
I'm not done developing the script yet. I also saw that you did some frequency analysis of it (very impressive) but I want to make it significantly more complicated.
The image I posted was really just me experimenting with visual organization. I want there to be heiratic characters for monoglyphs that also function like the head/tail glyphs in Mayan. The bulk of the script will be unique vowel/consonant pair glyphs. I want this to be a true scribal-caste script. Something that requires artistic interpretation to write in.
I have decided on a name though: Pteroglyphics. The Wing-script. A little nod to the bird vowels that inspired the project.
The wounded beast that is my heart wants me to get back into game development, knowing FULL WELL I do not have a book to finish.
sometimes it gets a little tiring watching you act like nobody knows or talks about these things when like. entire departments exist of people studying religion and history and sociology. "we just don't know, man" in response to "what is religion" is childish
Either you understand that I'm modulating my tone for the casual general audience of Tumblr, and you're making yourself mad for no reason. Or, you don't understand that and you're stupid.
Also don't pretend there is a single concrete definition of religion agreed upon by scholars. If you're so familiar with the breadth of theology, you should know that religion is infamously contextual and difficult to define.
nabokov killing a grey alien with a shovel: I awoke unremarkably to find my mother's favorite birdbath in the process of molestation by the grey nubs of some fat fingered and bug eyed hominid of vulcanized complexion. Being at the end of my wits and the begining of an experimental streak, I angrily shod and the fetched the heavy steel shovel from the garage. There was an exchange of swears and brandished gardening tools and extraterrestrial gibbering, at which point I -with all the vigor I could muster- beat the horny little hominid into a grey and yogurtish pulp
David Foster Wallace killing a grey alien with a shovel: David awoke in the same bleary unremarkable haze that marks the beginning to all of his mornings. Despite the ostensible unremarkability of the morning, David found that the birdbath, located in his front yard, was on the receiving end of romantic advances from some bug eyed and grey skinned little freak of an extraterrestrial. David hated dealing with this sort of thing. It reminded him of his father. It was only after fumbling for some discarded gaudy tennis shoes and a clean untended steel shovel, that David felt properly equipped to tackle the challenge at hand. "You effete little cocksucker!" he bellowed. "get a load of this!" The muted clang of the shovel was not unsatisfying to David. The sensation, not unlike cutting into a overripe melon, or batting a woodrotted tree stump. He took this as license to continue twisting his body, angling it for proper leverage and angle, to maximize the force of swung cold steel against definitely feminine rubbery dermis.
Samuel Beckett killing a grey alien with a shovel: It either was or was not night when I awoke. I couldn't tell. My surroundings were --by and large-- a mystery to me. I am not in the habit of waking in strange places. Or, perhaps I am. Regardless, I have found myself awake, and in the not-too-distant presence of an alien. An alien of the type that hastles cattle and maps the folds of the prostate. This would not do. I fetched my shoes and my shovel --for I am possessed of an excellent shovel, it is green, and heavy, and made of steel-- and reduced my target by blows to a kind of greyish pulp. Not a greyish pulp, but a kind of greyish pulp.
If I say "magic is real" I get a million people in my inbox telling me that god and Harry Potter are fake and that I shouldn't lie to people about sky fairies and casting fireball in real life.
If I say "magic isnt real" in get a million people in my inbox saying like "well what about this specific poetic interpretation of 'real' that could, in some cases be interpreted as yadda yadda yadda"
If I try to acknowledge the delineation between ritual praxis and a material belief in the supernatural, people go back to sleep because nobody on this website wants to read anything longer than a tweet. Or worse; they attribute any inarticulation on my part as evidence of some fundamental deceit. As if I'm a grifter hiding behind academic language and not just someone with a deep and abiding interest in something. God forbid someone just find the occult interesting.
Ogre can only recognize basic roots and grammatical structures from Koine and Latin. Ogre can't even read middle low German. Ogre is barely even a pop historian. Ogre is so fucking STUPID.
they fired Dr. Sledge????
How we talk to other witches matters
(aka"Don't be a dick")
It’s so frustrating to look at this person’s comment. People have a terminal case of failing theory of mind out here.
@traegorn your patience in explaining kindergarten levels of how to get along with others here is admirable. It couldn’t be me.
Fun fact: This is the response that they blocked me over. 😆
could a vampire survive off the wine part of a transubstantiated host if it didn't kill them on contact?
If we can assume a vampire to be successfully Roman Catholic, it would depend on if the need to feast on blood is literal or metaphorical/metaphysical. If the blood is a representation of some greater context, yes, because God shall provide. If it is a dietary restriction, no, because transubstantiation is only literally the blood of Jesus due to the presence of the Holy Spirit within the host, and a vampire's digestive tract struggles to metabolize dogma.
#the characteristics of the Blood stay the same as wine#but the Holy Spirit isn't within the host in the Roman tradition#the Blood is completely Jesus...not partially
you literally perform an epiclesis to the holy spirit during the anaphora, the only reason that the blood of christ is the blood of christ is due to that ritualistic intercession and presence of THS. transubstantiation is only possible because of the presence of the holy spirit
also "the Host only has Jesus in it and not the holy spirit"??? youre gonna accuse me of being wrong about eucharistic dogma while espousing antitrinitarianism????? you think that jesus and the holy spirit arent one-and-three? and youre saying i'm wrong about the nature of the eucharist?!?!!?!?!!
if we go with the dietary restriction option, would desecrating the host work to make it safe for the vampire? or could you deconsecrate it in the same way that old churches are (maybe the catholic vampire has a bishop friend)? i don't know if that would make it count as wine again in the eyes of the church, which our devout RC vampire would of course have to defer to
so when i say dietary restriction i mean that we have to assume a vampire not only does not, but physically cannot drink...wine. in the same way that dogs cant eat grapes or that cats are obligate carnivores, a vampire in this scenario is an obligate sanguivore.
so with that said, if it is a dietary restriction, a consecrated eucharistic host is dogmatically the Blood of Christ, but still has every function and appearance of wine. it is blood for the purposes of the soul and of salvation, not for the purposes of transplanting into an anemic's veins, yes?
the question is, imo, is it blood for the purposes of feeding on its life force? maybe it's blood for the purposes of the pneuma i.e. the spirit/immortal soul, but is it still blood for the psyche i.e. the animating life force, which is presumably what vampires feed on if they use blood for metaphysical sustenance?
this is why i am making the distinction between whether the vampire is a literal bloodsucking parasitic predator who must feast upon the life-force of innocent victims to sustain its eternal unlife, or whether the vampire is a metaphor in the form of a bloodsucking parasitic predator et al. my argument is that if a Catholic vampire is literal, they physically can't drink the Blood of Christ, because the Blood of Christ is metaphysically blood but physically wine.
if the Catholic vampire is representative of something, then it can sustain itself off of the Eucharist, because then what it is sustaining itself on is the metaphysical ritual of blood-drinking for the purposes of salvation and the granting of eternal life in death, and is not literally needing to digest the proteins within the hemoglobin structures for nutritional value
In the metaphorical option, wouldn't the Jesus in the blood be bad for the vampire?
thats why we have to assume the vampire is Catholic, like how physicists assume the cow is a sphere. its so we can play in the space even if the space is antithetical to how reality works
For people so into secret mystical teachings the gnostics sure wrote a lot. It's granular. It's theology for lore type perverts who knows all the different kinds of Tolkien elves. Marvel extended universe ass you had to watch season 4 type shit but for demons with chicken heads and snakes for feet. Embarrassing really.
Didn’t Irenaeus specifically use this as a Point against them? Namely that Gnostic Theology could get incredibly convoluted and overly detailed?
Also still very funny that his works which specifically called them out was became The primary source on Gnosticism. Church Father must be rolling in his grave.
he was low-key right about the gnostics being overly complex with their theology but imo his biggest W was "hey if Sophia was part of the godhead how is it even possible for her to make a mistake?"
Problem is God isn't real BUT "if the whole universe was a guy what would he be like?" Is easily one of the most fun things to think about.
Problem is God isn't real BUT "if the whole universe was a guy what would he be like?" Is easily one of the most fun things to think about.
Plotinus wrote a lot, but his major work is called The Enneads, literally “the nine-nesses.” He wrote the material, but it was organized by his major student and biographer Porphyry, who did quite a bit of chopping and screwing to make it all fit into chunks of nine. One Ennead is even cut-and-pasted in the middle of a sentence. It is impossible to give a crash course in Plotinus. Or, it is impossible according to Plotinus. His philosophy is performative in the sense that you have to actually sit down, read the Enneads cover-to-cover, and puzzle it out for your damn self. That process of puzzling out is philosophically important to Plotinus. He refers to it as “noesis” literally “the process of knowing.” Therefore, there is no quick guide version of Plotinus that could accurately represent Plotinus’s actual philosophy. He would see such things as fundamentally incomplete.
A QUICK GUIDE TO THE PHILOSOPHY OF PLOTINUS:
All things arise from an infinite, ineffable, utterly and completely, hyper-transcendent philosophical concept called The One. The only true thing you can say about The One, is that it is The One. It is beyond language. Contemplation of The One can only be done through apophasis, un-saying. The One is beyond all thought, and not beyond all thought. The One is both beyond language, and not beyond language. Etc. It is sort of a philosophical singularity, a thinking man’s black hole that collapses all knowledge into itself. Infinite, unchanging, beyond time and quality, existing in a form of existence that is not existence, as a paradoxical superposition of all potential statements.
Plotinus! The Philosopher Himself! Today on Patreon.
Plotinus wrote a lot, but his major work is called The Enneads, literally “the nine-nesses.” He wrote the material, but it was organized by his major student and biographer Porphyry, who did quite a bit of chopping and screwing to make it all fit into chunks of nine. One Ennead is even cut-and-pasted in the middle of a sentence. It is impossible to give a crash course in Plotinus. Or, it is impossible according to Plotinus. His philosophy is performative in the sense that you have to actually sit down, read the Enneads cover-to-cover, and puzzle it out for your damn self. That process of puzzling out is philosophically important to Plotinus. He refers to it as “noesis” literally “the process of knowing.” Therefore, there is no quick guide version of Plotinus that could accurately represent Plotinus’s actual philosophy. He would see such things as fundamentally incomplete.
A QUICK GUIDE TO THE PHILOSOPHY OF PLOTINUS:
All things arise from an infinite, ineffable, utterly and completely, hyper-transcendent philosophical concept called The One. The only true thing you can say about The One, is that it is The One. It is beyond language. Contemplation of The One can only be done through apophasis, un-saying. The One is beyond all thought, and not beyond all thought. The One is both beyond language, and not beyond language. Etc. It is sort of a philosophical singularity, a thinking man’s black hole that collapses all knowledge into itself. Infinite, unchanging, beyond time and quality, existing in a form of existence that is not existence, as a paradoxical superposition of all potential statements.
Plotinus! The Philosopher Himself! Today on Patreon.
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from an astronomical-astrological composite manuscript, alsace, 15th c.
source: Vatican, Biblioteca Apostolica Vaticana, Pal. lat. 1370