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[louisegluckpdf]

labs that are also churches. to me

(1. annie dillard, teaching a stone to talk 2. the deep underground neutrino experiment, a.k.a. DUNE 3. the large hadron collider 4. the sudbury neutrino observatory)

[shoggothgirlfriends]

i think i might have reblogged this before with the same addition but the Super-Kamiokande deserves a spot on this list:

[amethystmoons]

Returning home from the Mormon cult gathering with mysterious new bruises from instructing the young initiates on how to use weapons.

[starmin-marmin]

Had to include the tags because at first I thought this was a Boggs post and they also made me laugh out loud

[susiephone]

it is genuinely infuriating how many people grasp the concept of "there are several different sects of christianity, some of which are conservative and controlling, but others which are more progressive, and you can't treat the whole religion as a monolith", but absolutely cannot wrap their minds around the idea that islam, the second-biggest religion in the world, is also not a monolith.

[jewish-joy]

Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.

[mala-taste]

[pigeoncherrypie]

I think my favorite depictions of Mary are the ones in which she’s laying into demons like nobody’s business

Like yes queen, kick his ass

[oharandomgoose]

life is hard I am scared and Jesus is my best friend so maybe it isn’t all that bad

[sacredheart-stigmata]

[amethystmoons]

Sometimes while reading 1 Nephi its so obvious that he's a teenager. "My brothers are already mad so I'm going to ask them why I'm having to set an example for them and tell them they're not listening to the Lord but I am." like yeah you're right but also. Not the time 😭

Imagine already being pissed off that your dad dragged you out to the wilderness and now your little brother is telling you he's better than you and you should be like him. Not saying I'd tie him up and the woods and leave him to be eaten by beasts but I think that would piss me off too.

Then when Nephi escapes he finds them and lectures them again. Ishmael's wife and two of her kids had to stop Laman and Lemuel from killing Nephi again. Not trying to victim blame but why were you poking those bears 😭 they just tried to kill you. Maybe let them calm down before you talk to them again.

[pahorans-letter]

these are my own tags but i wrote a short little fic about it while in institute:

Grace can't quite wrap his head around it. "Wait, so . . . Jesus? Like, Jesus from the Bible? He visited you guys?"

Rocky's leg taps thoughtfully. "What Bible, question?"

"Um. It's a book of Jesus's teachings, I think."

"Oh understand. Erid has book of Jesus teachings, too. Very long book. Much to learn."

Grace, raised agnostic and grown atheist, really does not know how to come to terms with the fact that the Eridians know who Jesus is. He hasn’t moved since Rocky mentioned it, not even to fidget. That means that Jesus is real? Apparently? Christianity is right—or, well, the Mormons are right?

"So Erid already knew about humans," Grace states, crossing his arms. That, at least, is something he can address right now. He can work on the whole restructure of his belief system later. "Because Jesus was—is?—human."

"Is not," Rocky says with a vehement shake of his body. "Jesus is like Eridian. Jesus is Rock."

"No."

"Yes. Jesus say so Himself."

"Pretty sure he didn't say that."

Rocky makes a trilling sound that Grace has come to recognize as a huff. "Grace not read Jesus book so he not know. Rocky read Jesus book every day. Rocky baptized. Rocky 𝅘𝅥𝅮𝅘𝅥𝅯𝅘𝅥𝅮 (endowed). Not Grace."

Grace rubs his eyes with his palms, knocking his glasses entirely off his face. "Well then, how did they crucify him?" he asks, not even trying to hide his frustration.

“No understand word.”

"Crucifixion? They make a cross, like this?" He makes a cross sign with his fingers. "Nailed Jesus up there? How would they nail him if he was a rock?"

Rocky doesn't even hesitate. "Strong nails. Not cross. Asterisk."

Grace just barely doesn't burst out laughing at that image. It makes sense, he supposes. An Eridian Jesus would have to be crucified on an asterisk.

"Look, Rock, I'm no expert on Jesus," Grace says, raising his hands in surrender. "But maybe we have two different ones? Because I'm pretty sure he was human on earth, and the whole thing he did was die for our sins."

"Yes. Die for our sins."

"I mean, like, earth's sins."

"No, die for all sins. Earth and Erid."

"Did he die on Erid, too?"

"No. Jesus died somewhere else. Rocky now know was earth. Came to Erid after."

It doesn't make sense. It would be like - like saying Jesus went to the Americas after he died in Jerusalem, or wherever it was.

Then again, none of this makes any sense.

"Okay," Grace relents, before Mary can intervene on what sounds to her like a conflict. "Okay. So, Eridians are Mormons?"

"Yes, 𝅘𝅥𝅮𝅘𝅥𝅯𝅝," Rocky says, a word that sounds like a four-part harmony lingering on a high note. "Mormon. ocky will teach Grace! Like science!"

He might as well learn about Erid's religious culture before they arrive. It's definitely something he ought to be at least passingly familiar with. "Sure, buddy. Teach me."

Rocky hops excitedly. "Yes, yes, yes! Rocky set apart as missionary in case of aliens. Preach My Gospel in my room!"

Grace laughs. "A missionary? Like, one of the guys with name tags?"

Rocky hums. "Yes, I need name tag. Grace make Rocky name tag."

"You don't need that."

"Human missionaries wear name tag. Rocky need name tag."

"Rock."

"Cannot be consecrated missionary without name tag."

Grace sighs. "Fine, but it's gonna be made of paper. Happy?"

"Happy happy happy! Like Plan of Happiness!"

Grace doesn’t ask what that means. He’s sure Rocky will explain everything in-depth, whether he wants to know or not.

[ephraimwaite]

Dreamt I had to come up with a new aesthetic and my idea was "celestial uncle"

[ephraimwaite]

Celestial uncle was like... unflattering middle aged man clothes but printed with centuries old cosmological diagrams and various esoteric imagery

[kirby-the-game]

mormon folk please send me your favorite dirty soda recipes. i will be trying a bunch of them for an upcoming video. thank you and have a blessed wednesday night

[theknightandhersteed]

Here are all my favorites in one place

Creamer is optional, but it makes it better.

I personally prefer "Smooth Moves" with a Root Beer base instead of a Coke base (think Swigs "Butterybeer" drink)

Also, I hate Mountain Dew, but I love it with these mix-ins. Just a heads up.

[does-the-journey-seem-long]

Apologies for the bad photos, here’s some from a geo thingy a while ago (I haven’t tried any of these so idk if they’re good or not)

[does-the-journey-seem-long]

WAIT HOLD ON I HAD AN EPIPHANY. FAMILY COOKBOOK MIXED DRINKS GO!!! Before the days of dirty soda stores we had these…. Sometimes…. Rarely…. At family and church events

Reading through these and idk abt that wassail recipe…. The one I use is different

Wassail

3 1/2 pints (2 liters) apple juice

2/3 cup brown sugar

1 cinnamon stick

1 tsp ginger

1/2 tsp nutmeg

1/4 tsp cinnamon

1/4 tsp allspice

Dash of ground cloves

Dash of ground coriander

1 large orange cut into quarters

6 whole cloves

5 fl oz brandy (optional)

Place all ingredients in a large saucepan. Bring to a gentle simmer for 20 mins to allow the spices to infuse. Strain and serve hot. (If you’re lazy you can actually just hold a small sieve over the mug and ladle it into the sieve, you don’t have to strain the whole pot)

Grape fizz slush (Guilma’s drink)

Fill more than halfway with ice

Grape concentrate

2 liters grapefruit soda

Combine all, wait for the ice to melt into more slush than ice and serve

[madonnamadeofasphalt]

You'd think people who follow a religion where one of the main tenets of faith is that literally the most righteous and perfect man possible got sentenced to execution by imperial occupation forces and died horribly after many hours of torture would be immune to the "good things happen to good people, if you're unhappy it's probably your own fault" kinda thinking, and yet

[supreme-leader-stoat]

[jinxpologist]

i just pointed out in my judaism class that it’s interesting to me that when asked God’s name, God did respond with the ineffable name (the tetragrammaton) but put a much greater emphasis on who they are the God OF (I’m the God of Abraham, the God of Moses, etc.).

and my teacher said she feels a kinship with that because she remembers the joy that came with the first time she was called “(son’s name)’s mom”, and how beautiful it feels be named for who you love. and i almost burst into tears

[ahopefulbromantic]

So this has been sitting on my drafts for over a month and I have to tell you that this post has fundamentally changed me as a person and I will never be the same again

[kirby-the-game]

mormon folk please send me your favorite dirty soda recipes. i will be trying a bunch of them for an upcoming video. thank you and have a blessed wednesday night

[theknightandhersteed]

Here are all my favorites in one place

Creamer is optional, but it makes it better.

I personally prefer "Smooth Moves" with a Root Beer base instead of a Coke base (think Swigs "Butterybeer" drink)

Also, I hate Mountain Dew, but I love it with these mix-ins. Just a heads up.

[does-the-journey-seem-long]

Apologies for the bad photos, here’s some from a geo thingy a while ago (I haven’t tried any of these so idk if they’re good or not)

[brothermouse]

Feeling peckish for a micro dose of Mormon Horror.

Anyone got a spooky experience in an empty chapel to share? It doesn't have to be a true story.

[baronvonbunnyofficial]

Our ward has a genealogy center. It’s really old and still has microfilm readers. It’s actually three rooms connected to each other with light switches by each door.

One Saturday I decided to go there and go through some old cemetery records. I recently took an interest in documenting headstones and I wanted to cross reference them some old records we had. The church building was quiet, there were a few people there from a baptism but it was wrapping up. I logged onto the computer and put my earbud in and got to work.

It was peaceful at first until I pulled up one name I found, it was the town’s Jane doe. Back in 1985, a twelve year old girl was found in the river, what was unusual was that she had been dismembered and her body pieces were being discovered throughout the year in different locations. Every time the case starts to step out of the public eye, another one of her body parts was discovered. Whoever killed her never wanted the authorities to stop finding her body.

As I was about to document the name, I heard a loud clack from the back of the room, I turn around to find one of the microfilm readers was switch on. I didn’t think about it much so I go to switch it off, but I found that the machine was never plugged in to begin with.

I am not the type to believe in the paranormal, so I didn’t think about it and finished my work. When I went to leave the building, everyone was gone. But when I went to open the door, it was locked. This was extremely unusual as most doors don’t lock like this. So I try the other doors, all were locked.

Most buildings, the hallway wraps around the chapel and gym, as I was walking, I felt a sense of unease. I felt sad and scared strangely, I didn’t know why. As I kept walking I thought I heard a second set of foot steps behind me. They went away as soon as I stopped. I felt very uncomfortable and started to quicken my steps. The hallway seemed to have stretched and everything looked the same.

I panicked and ran, but the faster I ran, the longer the hallway got. The footsteps were right behind me, it sounded like someone was breathing right down my neck, I stopped and turned around and heard someone run the other way, but didn’t see anyone. I began to panic, did they cut across the chapel and waiting for me at the other end? I turned around and ran back where I came and I heard someone running right behind me. I wanted to look back but I didn’t want to see what was behind me.

I kept trying to run but as I kept going, the exit doors to the outside disappeared completely. I tried to duck into one of the classrooms but the doors wouldn’t budge. I kept running what was basically a never ending loop of hall lined with locked doors knowing someone or something is right directly behind me.

Eventually I managed to run back into the genealogy center and locked the door, there was a window I could crawl out of, but it was too small. Then one of the doors near the microfilm readers swung open. I panicked, I only locked one door.

The genealogy center is also connected to the library. I didn’t want to risk encountering the thing, so I dashed through the door and locked everything behind me. I sat down on the floor and prayed and prayed that this was just a sick prank by a young woman.

While sitting on the floor trying to be as quiet as possible, I found an old newspaper laid neatly on the floor. I picked it up and on the front page was the Jane doe murder case. What caught my attention was the police sketch, I haven’t seen it but it looked uncannily like me. I noticed that the date of the murder was on November 25th 1985, the same exact date as my birthday. When I lifted the newspaper, there was an obituary. It was for a woman named Susan buck, she was forty years old when she died under what was deemed as a drug overdose. She died on November 25th, 1985.

Not only did she die on my birthday, but I knew Susan Buck, she is my mother and was the one who dropped me off here this morning.

[brothermouse]

there are mormons on tumblr??? ngl i thought you guys were fake and made up by tiktok mommy influencers bc ive never seen a mormon outside of that context

I say this as someone who was born and raised in the Utah Mormon bubble: y'all are way too sheltered, you need to get out more, live a little, experience the world, touch some grass, maybe.