i am whittaker

i'm God's lonely schizo. he | they

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imagine this:

> you accidentally killed your beloved brother, and now the entire country hates you for that

> your family's reputation ruined even further

> your children literally want to KILL each other

> you have to send your psychotic son (who also caused all of this) far away in the hope that he would become somewhat decent

> and your gremlin youngest son is missing ONCE AGAIN, and probably hanging out with a literal hobo

maekar's honest reaction:

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did I catch the hype train?

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imagine interaction between these two:

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so basically we play as an immortal entity who has lived different lifetimes with different personalities (we may even encounter some of our past incarnations, its an unpleasant experience). we also travel through different dimensions and assemble a team of disturbed individuals, and our actions will shape their destiny

in the end, we will discover a terrible secret about ourselves, and the course of our journey will determine whether we become a better person or a worse version of ourselves, dooming the world to destruction

. . .

i was talking about Planescape: Torment, pic unrelated

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tumblr fandom of the iliad be like

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y'know, i like that specific subgenre of bl when an eldritch horror takes appearance of a blonde twink and falls in love with a brunette autistic dude

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ladies and gentlemen, john drakengard

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“A peasant has the habits of a pig, for he is bored by noble living; when such a man rises to great riches, his wealth drives him mad. So you must keep his trough empty in all seasons, spend what's his, and expose him to wind and rain.”

– Mout mi plai quan vey dolenta (12th century), by Bertran de Born

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Jesus said, “I'm waiting.”

“For what?”, asked God, as if distracted.

“For You to tell me how much death and suffering Your victory over other gods will cause, how much death and suffering will be needed in the battles men fight in Your name and mine.”

“You insist on knowing.”

“I do.”

“Very well then, the church I mentioned will be established, but its foundation, in order to be truly solid, will be dug in flesh, its walls made from the cement of renunciation, tears, agony, anguish, every conceivable form of death.”

“At long last You speak so I can understand, go on.”

“Let's start with someone you know and love, the fisherman Simon, whom you will call Peter, like you, he will be crucified, but upside down, Andrew too will be crucified, on a cross in the shape of an X, the son of Zebedee known as James will be beheaded.”

“What about John, and Mary Magdalene?”

“They will die of natural causes when their time comes, but you will make other friends, disciples, and apostles who will not escape torture, such as Philip, who will be tied to a cross and stoned to death, Bartholomew, who will be skinned alive, Thomas, who will be speared to death, Matthew, the details of whose death I no longer remember, another Simon, who will be sawed in half, Judas, who will be beaten to death, James stoned, Matthias beheaded with an axe, also Judas Iscariot hanged from a fig tree by his own hand.”

“Are all these men to die because of You?”, asked Jesus.

“If you phrase the question that way, the answer is yes, they will die for My sake.”

– The Gospel According to Jesus Christ (1991), by Jose Saramago

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“To the worm that first gnawed at the cold flesh of my cadaver I dedicate as a fond remembrance these posthumous memoirs.”

– The Posthumous Memoirs of Brás Cubas (1881), by Joaquim Machado de Assis

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“The worst part is wondering how you'll find the strength tomorrow to go on doing what you did today and have been doing for much too long, where you'll find the strength for all that stupid running around, those projects that come to nothing, those attempts to escape from crushing necessity, which always founder and serve only to convince you one more time that destiny is implacable, that every night will find you down and out, crushed by the dread of more and more sordid and insecure tomorrows.”

– Journey to the End of the Night (1932), by Louis Ferdinand Celine

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i have two sides:

calvinist-like religious fundamentalist

hedonistic sufi wine-drinker

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fun fact: the ancient Jews not only knew about Zeus, but also projected some of his features onto Yahweh (Old Testament's God). we can even dare to say that the images of both have merged together

imagine that Jesus is Hercules sibling

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since we're talking about Greek mythology, here's my reading list:

1. Friedrich Jünger, Griechische Mythen; Walter F. Otto, Homeric Gods – how did the ancient Greeks view their gods.

2. Fustel de Coulanges, The Ancient City – what life was like in an ancient city (πόλις, civitas), and how religion influenced it.

3. Friedrich Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy and On the Genealogy of Morality – classic works on the mindset of the ancient Greeks and how it was replaced by Christian (slave) morality.

4. Carl Jung, Archetypes and the Collective Unconscious and Wotan – how mythology, embodied in archetypes, affects human life.

if you really want to understand mythology, you should read not only authentic sources, but also the works of legitimate scholars. otherwise, you risk distorting what you read due to modern prejudices about the past.

and please don't read those shitty retellings of Greek myths that make the characters look like manchildren. The Song of Achilles and Lore Olympus have disastrous consequences to the perception of myths

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unpopular opinion:

mythology was not invented by ancient people to explain things that they could not comprehend. no, for them, myths were as relevant as the science is for us today. it's not about which approach is more primitive and which is more advanced; these are two completely different ways of thinking. for ancient greeks, Zeus was real, a royal figure who sat on Olympus among the other gods; the sun was not a hot ball, but Helios' chariot racing across the sky. it is literally what they saw around them, not like "uh oh i don't understand a damn thing, so i'm gonna invent gods cuz i'm fuckin stupid."

the worst thing you can do when trying to understand the past is to apply modern values and ways of thinking that have been shaped by postmodernism and postreligious society.

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