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the last days of judas iscariot, stephen adly guirgis
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dear, dear people:
I faced a big fear and called the first convent I ever wrote to, back way when. I got a call back and I'm getting introductory forms in the mail, after talking to the prioress a bit! I was but an RCIA candidate last they heard of me, young, naive. But they're willing to consider me at this point, so consider this a
PRAYER REQUEST!
a huge one. It has been my dream to enter [cloistered order redacted] for such a long time. OK? OK!
St Therese of Lisieux, pray for us!
St Clare of Assisi, pray for us!
St Margaret Mary Alacoque, pray for us!
All you saints and angels, pray for us!
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“My Lord, put my heart at ease for me,
And ease my task for me.”
[20:25]
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As I get older I’m starting to let go of the guilty urge to build permanent habits. Like, a while ago I decided I would start jumping rope every day. I did it for like three weeks and felt good about it. Then I got bored, because of course I did, because I’m a human person. So now I do a bit of kickboxing because that’s what I like now. The other week I cut all sugar from my diet, just for a week, to challenge myself. Now I’m back to eating sweets but I don’t crave them as much.
Growth is about stretching, trying new things, and setting small, realistic goals for yourself, not picking a “good habit” you’ve decided you will be doing always and forever from now on. That’s not discipline. That’s pointless self-torture and unhealthy resistance to change.
What’s good for you today will not necessarily be what’s good for you tomorrow.
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A couple years ago, I was staying with a friend for New Year’s and we’d decided to drive down to this adorable strip of locally-owned small business shops and check them out. The bakery was particularly crowded and since I wasn’t planning to buy anything, I waited outside. It’d been snowing, and since moving I’d picked up a “Californian-experiences-true-midwest-winter-for-the-first-time” habit of making at least one (1) tiny snowman every opportunity I get
so I built a little snowman on one of the small tables on this strip.
after about three minutes of cramming ice together, I hear, “Do you want espresso beans for the eyes?” and I turn around and there’s this gal leaning precariously far out the window of her coffee shop, surrounded by her coworkers, holding out her hand and said espresso beans.
I think of those strangers often. just the thought of them all looking out the window to see this random stranger on the corner in the snow building a tiny snowman and deciding to join in, make it special for no other reason than that they wanted to. people are so, so precious and I’m never going to forget that moment.
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i love she/her-ing god and they/them-ing god and ofc neopronouns-ing god but personally my fav thing it it/its-ing god. 2 me its the convergence of transing god & complicating the idea of god as a "person" in a way that is coherent/comparable to humans. & also a big part of pronounsing god in general is seeing ourselves in god & god in ourselves esp those of us who have been denied the authority to engage w meeting & molding god. so like. it/its god as a god for those of us who are outside the boundaries of palatable gender & personhood performance.
#god is like water w a semipermeable barrier#where there is an absence It will seek to fill that absence#the less holy the space the more desirable it is to It#op
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not gonna lie to you i didnt really "find god" so much as god grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and said "HEY. HEYYY. whats in your mouth"
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when you practice kindness and i mean seriously, consciously choose it over and over again, it shows. that kind of selfless love etches itself into your laugh lines, steeps like a teabag until your words are inherently graceful. sometimes we spit out that choice through gritted teeth, but late at night when time stands still, the universe kisses your eyelids and promises you twice the love in return.
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EXCUSE ME THERE IS A PLANT THAT CAN MIMIC FAKE PLANTS?????
IT'S CALLED A BOQUILA TRIOFOLIOLATA AND IT'S FUCKING WITH MY BRAIN
IT APPARENTLY CAN MIMIC OTHER PLANTS AND AT FIRST I WAS LIKE "oh cool man it must take it's genetic code and copy it or feel the roots or something like that!! :3"
AND THEN I READ AN ARTICLE ON IT AND THESE FUCKING PARAGRAPHS HIT ME LIKE A BUS
LIKE READ THIS SHIT
WHAT THE FUCK MOTHER NATURE
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Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)
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Iranian Zoroastrians mourning on the day traditionally considered the date that prophet Zoroaster passed away.
5 Day on Iranian calendar. (26 December)
Zoroastrianism was the ancient state religion of Iran.
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I have a folder called Time is a Flat Circle in which I collect evidence of humanity. Here is most of them.
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