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((ooc: Heaven isn't just a boring place with a sea of clouds and ancient pillars. That's Pre-Fall Heaven. Heaven before the incident at the Garden.
It's a full city, full of whites and blues and sometimes even gold. The clouds often make up the buildings, chapels, and streets, and every citizen who had the privilege of making it to the holy place is living the best life. A full utopia where everything you wanted can be given and every terrible moment you felt can be forgotten.
Standing in the middle of the city is the Council of Seraphim; a tall silver building that has an unknown number of floors. There lied the First Triad of angels, and on the top floors were the Seraphim. All direct access to God were reserved purely for them, and through the Metatron, every word spoken by the Man Upstairs is sent through them and delivered onto His people.
"It's- It's all my fault-"
[ Ellernate sobbed, clinging onto one of his pillows while curled up on the floor of his room. ]
"I- I never should've- never should've found that- that stupid l-loophole-! I-if I didn't- they- they would be alright-! They would have b-beem able to get proper educations, proper lives with people o-other than me...."
"But no! I had to m-mess everything up! I just h-had to break into that s-stupid admin pannel and g-give it to them-! N-now their lives are r-ruined-!!"
[ Ellernate broke down even harder, clinging onto their pillow until the fabric started to tear because of its grip. ]
"T-traps could have b-been okay-! C-caleb could have gotten a r-real job at a real l-lab-! They never sh-should have been arrested-! It sh-should have only been m-me-!"
Gazzan arabs had at least six chances since the 50s to deal with reality and accept a two state solution. They havent, and until the 2000s called for the extermination of jews and destruction of israel as a political policy
They can fuck off with the crocodile tears and whining now about being overpoliced by israelis. They had their shot and apparently foxes cant run the henhouse. No more independent "palestine".
Next issue.
Yeah actually I think the destruction of Israel is good.
I’m curious--what are my vibes based on this sideblog (and if you know me elsewhere either personally or from following my main, does it match up with my vibes elsewhere)
I'M DRUNK SEND ASKS
tried to rexord and my cat interrupted