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weâre all gonna be sixty posting shit like: cranberry juiceâŠ
We took Basil to the botanical gardens on a rainy day just for the smells đ±
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I genuinely thought this said ârabbitsâ and the image in my head makes me wish one of my rabbis were a rabbit. Can you imagine
(once again, the muppets come through for us)
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My Thoughts On Hell
First, letâs begin with somethings most assume to be true about God:
âHe is all good
âHe is omnipresent (God exists everywhere)
Now what do we know about Hell? Only one concrete thing is most universally agreed upon about Hell:
âHell is a total separation from God
So, when I use my rational brain and compare what I know about God and what I know about Hell, I come to two main conclusions. First, an all good God would not wish to eternally punish and torture his beloved creations especially for finite transgressions. This leads me to believe that the idea of a fire and brimstone Hell is a contradictory notion to an all good God.
Second, and this was more of a game of connect the logical dots, I believe Hell to simply be just the absence of being, a ceasing to exist, neither good nor bad. Think about it; if God exists everywhere and Hell is an absence of God, the only place that God isnât is ânowhereâ. Thus my conclusion that Hell is simply an end to existence, not an eternal realm of torture.
Sorry if my line of logic is flawed or confusing, but I hope I was clear in my thoughts. I would love to hear what others have to say on the subject.
North Idaho Gothic
-The pines in the forest donât bend, and they donât break. No matter how heavy the rain or how strong the wind, they will stand perfectly still. Nobody asks why.
-Do not cut down the trees here. They will be back.
-The sky is blue, not a cloud to be seen. Rain falls. Nobody ever wonders why. Still, the sky is clear, and rain falls.
-Do not swim in Lake Pend Orielle. It will draw you in. Do not touch the water. The things that live in its depths are waiting.
-The towns may seem small, but you will get lost. The streets keep going, on and on, ever narrower. The buildings watch you lose your way, and they smile.
-The dogs donât bark after nightfall. Ever. They keep their silent vigil until dawn. You wonder why, but the look in their eyes tells you everything.
-Nobody ever comes or goes. If someone does come, they wonât be here for long. They donât know this land, or its laws. Sooner or later they will break one, and they will be gone.
-The missionaries will be at your door with a smile and you turn them away. They smile, and you turn them away. Something about the smile seems hollow, empty. You never look at their eyes, nobody does. Nobody knows what they will see, and they donât want to find out.
-There are childrenâs toys littered around almost every yard, but you never see any children. Every time you look out the window, the toys have moved.
-On every street, all but one streetlamp is dead. No one goes out after nightfall, because they know what is under the dark streetlamps. If you ask them they will deny it, but they know.
-If you see a river stone with a hole in it, donât touch it. And no matter what, never look through it. When you return home, it wonât be the same as when you left it.
-Itâs quiet in the forest, but donât let that deceive you. They are watching. You know it, because you hear the distant tinkle of windchimes and the chill on the back of your neck.
-Donât wander. You wonât find your way back. You never will.
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Coronation of the Virgin, 1604, El Greco
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Resurrection, 1579, El Greco
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