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crazycatsiren · 1 year
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I'm blocking all non Jewish "Lilith worshippers" from now on.
Y'all are antisemitic as fuck.
Lilith is Jewish. Anything that says she's from anything/anywhere else is misinformation. Lilith is from Judaism, the end. But of course, expecting y'all to listen to and respect what Jews have to say is just asking too much.
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melit0n · 4 months
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TW for Christianity, just incase.
So, because I grew up having religious ideals dumped into my head from a young age, I'm one of those unfortunate people who manage to see religion in almost everything, so, guess who's back with another religious rant in relation to another band again! Me.
Okay, so, this hand position is almost always used in interpretations of Christ, like in the shown painting of The Scared Heart of Christ (of which I believe is by Emanuel Dite, however the first rendition of the painting is by Pomeo Batoni). It has the connotations of peace, blessing and forgiveness. Plus, the fingers spell out 'IC XC', which was a widely used four letter abbreviation in Greek for Jesus (IHCOYC) Christ (XPICTOC); of which means, obviously, salvation.
Let alone the saint-like halo they've put over his head. Halo in of itself means golden and it's whole reason for being round is to represent the circle; absolute perfection. The halo is always used in depictions of anything holy and or God-like, no matter the religion.
In the most Biblical way possible, Metal Hammer has presented Vessel as something utterly holy; either Saint like or salvation itself. They've managed to do that with a simple photo and I think that's so fucking cool. Either that or I'm trying to make a mountain out of a mole hill.
Credits: left photo taken from Metal Hammer's limited edition cover of their new mag, right photo is Emanuel Dite's rendition of Pomeo Batoni's The Scared Heart Of Christ.
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ocean-not-found · 7 months
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Tryna explain my religion but it will never work lol
The Cycle Of Life And Death And Rebirth
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Heres my explanation on how I see Gnosticism
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I always refer to Jesus and Mary Magdalene making the "gnostic gospels" as.. the knowledge of the sacred rose i.. dunno why.
It makes sense to ME. And thats ok. Im fine if no one understands how i fit Gnosticism into Paganism.
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kinnersonne · 7 months
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Was reading my daily General Conference talk and started thinking about the first Passover. Each Israelite had to kill a perfect lamb, ‘without blemish,’ and spread its blood on their door to keep the destroying angel away from their firstborn children. Christians interpret this as symbolism pertaining to the sacrifice of Jesus Christ that would come thousands of years later. If I’m remembering correctly, sacrifices under the Law of Moses were similar—you had to give up your firstfruits, one of the first lambs of the season, and it had to be perfect, spotless. A lamb that would have been worth a lot of food and money, especially if you could’ve bred it down the line and increased the quality of your flock in doing so. Sacrifice is not sacrifice if it isn’t something of true value.
But I wonder if one of those Israelites was a little relieved when they heard this commandment, because their favorite lamb wasn’t the perfect one out of their flock whatsoever. Maybe it had ugly spots or a twisted foot, or something even worse that meant it would never survive without heavy assistance from its human caretakers. But maybe that Israelite raised it anyway, and came to love that lamb. Or they loved it from the start. Just a miracle of a lamb who was so smart and loving and trusting, with a personality that was almost human. A lamb that made them smile every day. Their favorite, favorite lamb, regardless of what it was worth in the eyes of the world or the Law. I wonder if they loved that lamb like a son.
And I wonder if the Spirit told him ‘kill that one.’
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soupedepates · 1 month
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Did Mary, young Mary, terrified Mary, know that her love was the love of the Lord bestowed to humankind through her, a humble girl, too young to be a woman, when she looked for the first time at her newborn son?
How would she feel if she saw her love, her pure, powerful, tender maternal love, turnt into the most burning hatred toward your neighbour?
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furrypersonalover · 9 months
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Le Huitième Péché
C'est l'extase finale
annoncée d'un grand cri,
Pâmoison terminale
de la sainte ravie
Exhalant dans un râle
l'essence de sa vie.
Quelle émotion divine, mystique volupté,
Fait de la Capucine, secrète libertine,
Par son habileté l'amante foudroyée
de la Lubricité ?
Diyana 🌷
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probablyautism · 4 months
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why is when a character is designed to wear a rosary they wear it around their necks? you’re not really supposed to. They’re usually made small to fit into your pocket so you can carry it for easy access also where are the beads rosaries have beads and knots in them to help you pray the Rosary and rosaries are usually a Catholic thing and I don’t really think fyodor is a Catholic Christian considering the author was Orthodox so seeing fyodor wear the rosary is a bit weird for me but then again I could just be misinterpreting all his fanart and it could just be a necklace but my original point still stands
rosary: beads, smol, pocket, mainly Catholic
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jellogram · 2 years
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I think Christian obsession with the Virgin Mary especially for Catholics says a lot about what constitutes an ideal woman to them. The only two celebrated/acceptable things for a Christian woman to be are a virgin and a mother, and Mary is the only person in history to fulfill both of those categories. Thus she is the ideal woman: she maintains purity while still filling the role of motherhood.
This runs counterpoint to Mary Magdalene, whose relationship to Jesus has largely been ignored or even purposely erased. She is neither a virgin nor a mother and therefore represents the antithesis of what a woman should be. The evidence that she was the person closest to Jesus must be erased, because to show Jesus having such a deep respect and love for an impure woman would be a massive blow to their ideals. It ostensibly proves that one need neither be a virgin nor a mother in order to be worthy of Christ's love, and what a dangerous idea that would be, for a religion that prizes women's sexual purity and fertility above all else.
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i am struggling with faith right now. i am trying my best to navigate it but i am still struggling. if anyone has any words of wisdom i am happy to listen. my dms are open if you have any advice. i'm just lost.
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teler-of-gallifrey · 2 years
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I find myself more and more attracted to the idea of Satan as a sympathetic figure, one kind and empathetic, a true foil to Christ. Just as Christ descended to earth, so did Satan fall. Christ came pull us up to higher heights. Satan came down to us to lift us up from below. Christ is great and good and wonderful, but ultimately he requires us to accept him to do any good, and many have been burned, and cannot. But always there is old Satan, old Lucifer, to hold us and whisper "I know. I know. But you are not worthless. Your soul is not tainted. You are beautiful. You are loved." As there is light, so to must there be dark. Perhaps we are meant to find comfort in both of them.
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crazycatsiren · 1 year
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Not to mention, "deities from different cultures are all manifestations of the same universal beings" is a colonialist as fuck way of thinking.
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little-bunny-in-space · 2 months
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I now understand why Christ looked at the crowds in pity. In hurt, and sadness...
I pray for the drug users who feel they have no hope
the ones that walked all the war to our store in freezing temperatures, with hardly enough warmth
i was so happy my dad gave them a ride back home.
I was nearly in tears for them. I feel so terrible. She was wondering what I was doing on my computer and I told her I was studying for a degree in theology. She proceeded to tell me she had dropped out of high school, and couldn't think she could pass the testing...
I realized my own privilege...
The priest at the local Catholic church is giving them financial assistance to get through the winter, thank God. He's asked us to cash the checks and give the rest in cash which I have no problem doing.
What hurts though- is I know where some of that money goes to. And God, it hurts..! Because this girl. We've talked about God. He's tugging at her heart and I pray with my whole soul that she answers His pull and His loving voice. I pray...
Her husband is kind. They both are. She is covered in marks, and his face is covered in tattoos. But that doesn't matter. I hope they know they are loved, no matter what. Please, pray for them. Lord, pray for them. St. Dymphna, intercede and break this addiction.
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Been depressed all week but last night my partner hit me with the most sincere “you’re genuinely a good person” I’ve ever heard from him and it made me wonder if maybe I wasn’t born a sinful soul
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kneeldownandwonder · 6 months
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mary, yelling at god that jesus is her son too.
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I just got stabbed in the chest by a poem, on TikTok of all places, and it really encompasses a lot of how I see biblical stories.
(here's a link)
I had to sit there for a moment a think about how much the words hit me, because they did, and I couldn't help but cry a little because it's just so- I don't really know a word for it, because it's emotional in a way that is so very, very familiar to me.
It's beautiful because God isn't kind in this; he may be loving, in others' interpretations even if that is not my own, but he isn't kind. Those two words are entirely different from each other. You can love someone and do what's best even without being kind in it.
I think a lot of it is the growing up undervalued in a household based on showing your worth; not realising someone loves you because you can't recognise love if it's not given to you in the form of your superior giving you praise. A lot of it is about hating authority, hating the people that love you, hating yourself because you're not valued as greatly as the people you don't even realise love you; it's a muddle of hating the world because someone who's so kind is so greatly valued, even when you feel as if you are doing everything in the world to be better than them or even just at the same level.
It's terrifying, horrible to feel like you're not worth your weight and the only reason you're alive is because they "love" you. It feels like bile in the back of your mouth when the person who idolises you is more loved by the officials and the authority than you ever will be. There's so much fear when you're on a pedestal, being touched and moved by someone so small while all of those people who are so big and strong watch and tell you not to fall.
Sometimes, when I read things like this, I wonder why God is seen as kind; why people read these stories and tell me that my mother, my father, my grandparents, their god, all of these people so ready to topple me at the first threat of insurrection, are kind. They're not. They may love me but they are not kind.
I read these stories about people just like me being abandoned because they couldn't make it work and they couldn't look God, (a teacher, a parent, a friend, a sibling, a guardian, a family member, a commanding officer, a preacher, a manager, a--) and tell him that they'd be better because they couldn't lie. I read them and it makes my stomach crawl with that little bit of fear left over from a childhood where I was just a kid watching my little brother idolise the child left unloved.
I always feel confused when people say that the universe is kind because I always forget that people really don't write stories to understand. They write stories so that they'll feel safe. God being kind makes people feel safe and I can't say I agree, but I understand. If God is kind, then maybe they can convince him they deserve to be kindly loved.
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furrypersonalover · 8 months
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L'Apparition
Tu as, des fleurs que j'ai connues,
Les épines qui m'ont blessée..
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Toi l'Inconnue, qui n'est pas reparue
De t'esperer, mon âme n'est plus hantée.
Ma force s'est lassée à tes illusions
Mes rêves de toi m'ont abandonnée
J'ai désappris la foi et la passion
Je voulais l'amour, non pas la piété,
Tu m'as crucifiée, sans résurrection !
💔 Diyana 🌷
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