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reality-detective · 12 days
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This 👇 is probably the best answer I've ever heard to the question, "Why did God create evil?"
A professor at the university asked his students the following question:
“Everything that exists was created by God?”
One student bravely answered:
“Yes, it was created by God.”
The professor asked :
“If God created everything, then God created evil, since it exists. And according to the principle that our deeds define ourselves, then God is evil.”
The student became silent after hearing such an answer. The professor was very pleased with himself. He boasted to students for proving once again that faith in God is a myth.
Another student raised his hand and said:
“Can I ask you a question, professor?”
"Of course," replied the professor.
“Professor, is cold a thing?”
“What kind of question is this? Of course it exists. Have you ever been cold?”
Students laughed at the young man's question.
The young man answered:
“Actually, sir, cold doesn't exist. According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is actually the absence of heat. A person or object can be studied on whether it has or transmits energy.
Absolute zero (-460 degrees Fahrenheit) is a complete absence of heat. All matter becomes inert and unable to react at this temperature. Cold does not exist. We created this word to describe what we feel in the absence of heat.”
The student continued:
“Professor, does darkness exist?”
“Of course it exists.” said the professor.
“You're wrong again, sir. Darkness also does not exist. Darkness is actually the absence of light. We can study the light but not the darkness. We can use Newton's prism to spread white light across multiple colors and explore the different wavelengths of each color. You can't measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into the world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you tell how dark a certain space is? You measure how much light is presented. Isn't it so? Darkness is a term man uses to describe what happens in the absence of light.”
In the end, the young man asked the professor:
“Sir, does evil exist?”
This time it was uncertain, the professor answered:
“Of course, as I said before. We see him every day. Cruelty, numerous crimes and violence throughout the world. These examples are nothing but a manifestation of evil.”
To this, the student answered:
“Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist for itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is like darkness and cold—a man-made word to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is not faith or love, which exist as light and warmth. Evil is the result of the absence of Divine love in the human heart. It’s the kind of cold that comes when there is no heat, or the kind of darkness that comes when there’s no light.” 🤔
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autism-polls · 15 days
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Poll idea submitted by Ghost on April 8, 2024
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monsterohnenamen · 6 months
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„Dieses Wechselspiel aus Liebe - Distanz macht dich schizophren.“
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myeonzen · 17 days
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wolfstargazer · 3 months
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Remus runs cold. He feels it keenly and often needs to wear a jumper late into the Spring.
Sirius runs hot. He rarely needs a scarf.
Remus' hands are always cool. And Sirius loves it when Remus places them on the back of his neck.
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howifeltabouthim · 10 months
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He didn't speak to me then, but a month later, we became lovers, of a kind. I chased him for eight months, and he was hot and cold for the duration, never sure whether he wanted me or not.
Siri Hustvedt, from The Blindfold
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autumnsunshine10 · 8 months
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Atmospheric Disturbance
Yearning to earn
What's not meant for me
Aching to take hold
Of a hand far from reach
Not wiping away the first drop
Of rain falling from sky blue
Eyes clouded over stormily
Unseeing possibly unfeeling
This fever that won't fully break
I cannot claim to have the answers
But do know this: it's actively in me
To give greatly and accept the given
Graciously grateful to be
In arms that offer soft security
Capable of turning sweet nothings
Into something
Into everything
Just let me tenderly trace every scar
Cup your face in my warm waiting palm
Kiss lips though they tremble or scowl
Lay your head to rest right where
It's best to hear my heart's longing song
Wanting all that you are, awakening
From a slumberous daze
Blossoming under your intent gaze
Flower ever following the sun's sway
Even in coldest distant days when shine's
A million miles away and all feels gray
Too bad it's only fantasy blurring
Lines into tantalizing tragedy
Impossibility for the real thing
That's a wall cloud siren-wailing
Painful truth I must face
Prompts: the first drop of rain, I am capable, just let me...
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mafaldaknows · 4 months
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damien-wolfram-art · 2 months
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A Fish Out of Water
Tobirama sighed wistfully, resting his head heavily into his work roughened palm. His heart felt sunken with a longing that up until recently, he had never experienced. He looked past his fish stand at the deeply forested boundary of the village that he and his family had stopped in for the season. “Did you see the way she looked at me?” Asked the young fishmonger to his older brother. The two of them had just begun cleaning up what remained of the day’s sales. “It’s as if those dark eyes could encapsulate my very soul. She took one look at me, and I swore she really understood me. All this time– in all our travels, never once have I been so- so,” dropping the last wet bucket into the stack of others, Tobirama found the right words, “captivated. Everything about her felt …designed. To. Reel. Me. In.” Tobirama paced a few steps back and forth on the dirt road before gripping into the rim of a fish barrel as if it were grounding him– keeping him from acting upon his most carnal instincts. His brother, Hashirama, only watched him pityingly– knowingly. When the heated moment passed, Tobirama dragged his thin fingers through his coarse white hair; it had been a while since he’d washed, making his connection with the gypsy woman even more of a surprise to him.
“You know I am quite the fisherman, so I know all the tricks, but I have never felt Myself so hooked on the end of a line,” he groaned, lifting the barrel with some apparent effort. His sturdy brother took it from him and motioned with his head back to the smaller and lighter stack of buckets. As he moved ahead, his long brown hair trailed behind him in a gentle breeze.
Tobirama obeyed his brother, grateful for the assistance. Grabbing hold of the stack, he continued to recount his encounter, “you saw what she was wearing too? Those pants could hardly contain her! And the way her midriff was exposed, ugh!” His legs sped up as his desire grew. “The tassels and jewelry were also a nice touch. What I wouldn’t do to give her a nice- … Elder brother?”
Hashirama was lagging behind with the heavier gear. “Ah sorry. You were just moving so quickly, and I didn’t want to interrupt,” he apologized.
Tobirama shook his head, backpedaling to his brother. “Nevermind that. I’ll slow down.” He adjusted his hold on the buckets and settled into a slower pace. “Where was I? Ah, yes, her silky black hair was just… beautiful. She was wearing a mask too if I’m not mistaken. You could see through it if you looked closely,” the lovestruck young man nearly swooned. “Her lips looked so… kissable,” he trailed off and his brow wrinkled in thought.
Hashirama too had never seen his brother so enamored. Their walk home was punctuated by Tobirama’s mumbling and when they arrived at the place they were calling home for the time being, the younger brother spoke up again, “I should have kissed her. I should have swept her away and told her how she has influenced me. Perhaps I should go look for her. She might still be around, and this might be my only chance. Who knows? Things might work with this one. I mean, think of the children we could make-”
“Tobirama,” Hashirama said sternly. There was a seriousness in his normally welcoming brown eyes.
“What is it?”
“I don’t mean to ruin this moment of yours, there was one crucial detail you didn’t notice.”
“What detail?”
“Well…” Hashirama hesitated. It was not a strong suit of his to break bad news.
“Spit it out already,” insisted Tobirama impatiently.
Hashirama had no choice but to tell him, “that was no woman.”
Tobirama’s red eyes opened wide, his blood ran cold, and his pale cheeks somehow grew hot.
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f1cha0s · 1 year
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silly 🤪 geriatrics
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softer-fatter-happier · 5 months
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I am so cozy and comfy in my bed under all my blankets. What I wouldn’t give for someone who is like freezing cold to get into bed with me.
Like they had to take the bus home but it broke down a couple blocks away so they had to walk the last stretch and they weren’t prepared for how cold it got outside.
I hear them come in the door downstairs and I sleepily move over so they can join me in bed shortly. Instead of doing their normal routine they come directly to the bedroom and crawl under the covers.
They are freezing I can hear them shivering and whimpering, cold and worn out from a long day at work. I roll over to my opposite side and pull them in, the cold of their body coming into warm contact with my body. I swear I can hear steam forming as I do.
Their breathing slows, they stop whimpering and practically start purring instead as they cuddle up to my heat lamp of a body. The tension in their body from the shivers relaxes and eventually stops as they slip into a comfortable sleep. Happy to be cuddling with their warm soft girl.
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karinasgf · 4 months
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wonbin and shotaro hot & cold
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I am the caress
Of a brisk breeze
Blowing
Through sweltering days
And the embrace
Of a flame's warm glow
Roaring
In the snow
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jenny-from-the-bau · 3 months
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Hot and Cold, An Emily/Derek/JJ Fanfic
Show: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/Derek, JJ/Derek, Emily/Derek/JJ
Rating: Explicit
Summary:
Derek and Emily get trapped in a snow storm in the middle of nowhere in a car with no heat. Something, something, sex happens.
JJ and Derek are working out and the subject of Emily comes up. Something, something, sex happens.
JJ and Derek go to JJ's house to join Emily in bed. Something, something, sex happens.
Total Word Count: 11,759
Link on AO3
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virtchandmoir · 4 months
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Olivia Sophie Smart's Instagram Story (December 31st)
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lord-of-the-muses · 1 year
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Knock, Knock, Knock
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Pairings: Wednesday Addams X Enid Sinclair
A/N: prompt courtesy ( @vaniloqu3nce) [Okay my new favorite headcanon that I just read is Enid is unbearably hot and Wednesday is unbearably cold and each of them is only soothed by the other. Wednesday is freezing without Enid and Enid and broiling without Wednesday.]
It was a typical Friday evening at the Addams' mansion, and Wednesday was lounging on the couch, wrapped up in a thick blanket. She was staring blankly at the TV, her usual expression of apathy etched on her face. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Wednesday groaned as she got up to answer it.
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Enid was standing on the doorstep, shivering in her coat. Wednesday raised an eyebrow at her as she let her in. "Well, well, well. If it isn't my dear Enid. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
Enid rolled her eyes at Wednesday's sarcasm and stepped inside, rubbing her hands together to warm them up. "I couldn't stand the cold any longer. I needed to get out of my house."
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Wednesday smirked and led Enid to the living room, where she offered her a seat next to her on the couch. "Well, I must say, Enid, you are quite the sight to behold. You're practically steaming in here."
Enid blushed and turned away, pulling off her coat. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Wednesday chuckled and leaned closer to Enid. "Oh, come on, Enid. You know I can't help but tease you. You're always so warm, it's like you're a human furnace."
Enid turned to Wednesday and smiled. "Well, you're always so cold. It's like you're an ice queen."
Wednesday shrugged and pulled the blanket tighter around her. "I am an Addams, after all. We don't do warm and fuzzy."
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Enid rolled her eyes and leaned back against the couch. "Well, I'm glad I could provide some warmth for you. I can't stand the cold either."
Wednesday grinned and leaned in closer to Enid. "Oh, Enid. You're so unbearably hot, it's like you're the only thing that can warm me up."
Enid blushed again and turned away. "I-I don't know what to say to that."
Wednesday chuckled and reached out to touch Enid's arm. "Don't be shy, Enid. You know how I feel about you."
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Enid bit her lip and turned back to Wednesday, her eyes meeting hers. "You do? And how is that?"
Wednesday smirked and leaned in even closer to Enid. "I think you know."
Enid leaned in closer too and whispered "I feel the same about you, Wednesday"
Wednesday reached out and placed her hand on Enid's cheek. "You do? That's all I needed to hear."
Enid leaned in and pressed her lips to Wednesday's, and they shared a passionate kiss. Wednesday wrapped her arms around Enid, pulling her close as they continued to kiss.
After a few moments, Wednesday pulled away, a smirk on her face. "Well, Enid. It looks like we are both unbearably hot and cold and are only soothed by the other."
Enid smiled and nodded, leaning in for another kiss. As they continued to kiss, it was clear that they were both in love and needed each other, forever.
As they were lost in their kiss, Wednesday's family members walked in and they were surprised to see the two girls kissing but they were happy for them and supported their love. They knew that the two were meant to be together and they were glad to see them finally expressing their feelings for each other.
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