look the crimes of this administration are plentiful and grave but they've generally not been that surprising to me since the first weeks of the second term, when t. et al. proved they'd figured out where their car keys were this time around.
like oh, the man who has no respect for human life or dignity and is obsessed with shows of power and thus with displaying the frankly intolerable excesses of the american military aparatus wants to bomb iran? and none of the cowards, sycophants, and true believers with whom he's surrounded himself would or could stop him? well, who could've predicted that.
so i won't lie, pulling the whole trademarked mafioso routine on the vatican is the first thing that this admin has done in perhaps a year that has genuinely surprised me. like what do you mean some random t. crony implied that the u.s. would be willing to murder The Pope and replace him with a sycophant. don't they know that's The Pope. i'm not even catholic but that's The Pope.
My name isn't Mu'minah, despite what they'll try to tell you. I've learned how deceitful this world is for those who diverge from the common ground. For years, I'm the only one who's known the truth.
Let me set this straight.
People will lie to you, they will tell you things like, "she will protect us" and, "she is always watching over us." They say her light is warm. They call her Mother. They will tell you the sun will always rise tomorrow. That we will always see a new day. A new dawn.
The sun always rises tomorrow, they tell me.
And for years, I believed them. Yes, I believed Her, because I wanted to believe that we will all be saved one day. I was scared, alone, weak.
But I look up at the sky, and nothing remains. Now, the moon, and maybe a few stars if I squint my eyes and try my hardest to see them.
How could I have been so foolish?
Day by day, people grew colder, meaner, greedier. Dumber. How can they not see what is right in front of them? This... This prison they created, the mind and soul forever caged in its own creation.
Nah, I don't believe them anymore. Destiny, fate, whatever you want to call it. All things those wolves tell you to keep you in their compliant herd of sheep.
Me? I've decided to create my own fate. Something... Something better than fate, no less. I'll use this pen to write this letter to you, and I want you to remember. I want every one of you to remember.
My name is Believer.
And I am your saviour.
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Hellooo! It's Bee! You probably know me as Bibi. The creator of Believer and co-creater of the story "Wanderer" alongside my lovely partner, Amos.
We both own this blog since obviously we're both working on this story. What will be posted here is a mix of art, writing, lore, and other progress as we figure out where we want this story to end.
And hey, if you're here, welcome! Hi! I promise if you like these things:
Crazy, flawed women
Pathetic twink boy-failures
Then you will love what we have in store. Trust me.
Religious undertones
Dark plot twists
I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream
Devilman Crybaby
Anywho, since we're both running this account, here are some useful tags we will use, and this will be updated accordingly;
#bee post - Posts made by me, Bee
#amos post - Posts made by Amos
#lore - Lore updates
#bee art - My art
#amos art - Amos's art
#chrysanthemum
#believer
Aaand that's all I can think of for now.
Wait there's one more character called the uh...
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Nevermind.
Hopefully you guys will enjoy! I'm so excited to share this with you all!
