{DigiAdvs J.P.N Version} ~ Devimon Arc & tri. & GhostGame
~ DIGIVICES + “EVOLUTION” + De-Evolution
~ Lore Comparisons + New Lore
- The “Holy” {“Seinaru”} Device
- “Light” as a Concept {See: Crest of Light}
- “Holiness” as a Concept
The original meaning of the Hebrew word qadosh, translated as "holy", is actually "separate"...
Karin Hedner Zetterholm, Jewish Interpretation of the Bible*: Ancient and Contemporary
BONUS:
“WHO CARES if it’s a ‘HOLY’ DEVICE or whatever!” - TAICHI, Ep. 21
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*{Tanakh} to (most) Jewish people-
{More on ‘qadosh’}
“All of the LIGHT is inside MEICOOMON...”
My Commentary:
Please note I am approaching this from a mainly JEWISH view, but I’m also coming back to this set (and likely re-making it), so for now, have this.
Genesis 2:1-3
(1) And the heaven and the earth were finished, and all the host of them. (2) And on the seventh day God finished His work which He had made; and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had made. (3) And God blessed the seventh day, and hallowed it; because that in it He stopped from all His work which God in creating had made.
Rabbi Alan Ullman: This is not just the first mention of Shabbat in the Torah, it is also the first occurence of the word קדש, holiness. Holiness here––and throughout the {Tanakh}–– is defined by the act of stopping. Before we can discover the holiness within our lives, we must first imitate God and stop.
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Everything was gone. But it had been gone for a long time. Cities crumbling to dust under the march of time and under the battering of the weakening sun. Everyone had long since passed into the realm of the dead, and he had long since retreated from the land of the living as he aged, growing larger amidst Time’s coils.
He’d long since stopped being known as Danny to most, his true Name cradled in his core as it grew in power and importance with his own primordial ascendence. Others called him by just as many names as Clockwork, if not more as his planets grew life, his galaxies cultivating their own beings into existence.
To some he was a creator, the bringer of life itself. To others he was destruction, the end of all. So many names, so many even coming close to his Name, each cradled gently by his core.
He was Space, he was stardust, he was a blackhole, the far off galaxies, newborn stars forming in his hands and dying with a blink. Galaxies dancing in his hair, what was, what will be, splintering into planes amidst his strands of hair.
He was Balance, chaos and order dancing together on a tightrope twisting through existence. He was Phantom, a name whispered amidst the Realms as a guardian, a protector, and yet a hunter, a destroyer at once.
He was a Brother, a Father, an Uncle, a Son. He was many things, and that was fine with him, but even if hypothetically he should be impartial, he would freely admit he had favorites. Danielle, his little Moon, his first Daughter and her children of Krypton. Dan, his raging Sun, his Son and his little Laughing Magicians. Clockwork, his Father of Time, and his Speedsters who raced through timelines like giggling toddlers, not really understanding but loved all the same.
His dear Sister’s children, her Ma'aleca'andrans and Atlanteans she tenderly cradled and protected as long as she could before sleep overtook her. His dear Tucker’s Champions, the children of Magic lost and alone. His dear Sam’s children of Lazarus, dancing with blades and between life and death.
Their dear children that came from all of their blood. The Lords of Chaos, of Order, entire Cities brought to life by their magic, entire planets whose heartbeats pulsed with their own.
Everything of what they had once been was gone. And it had been gone for a long time. But they were all still here. For Death was just as much a beginning, as it was the end.
Obsessed with authors like Naomi Novik whose books always seem to say “no, fuck that, there is another way than cruelty, and we do have a choice to be decent, and not choosing it isn’t a burden but a cop out.”
Authors like Neil Gaiman whose books seem to say “we are all simply human, and that is so valuable. This world is worth more because we are in it, when we choose to notice and care”
Authors like Brandon Sanderson whose books say “We are all a little broken, and there is strength in not turning away from us, and there is pain in healing but there is also strength and hope.”
Seriously, these folks do more for my faith and hope in this life than any religion ever has. I don’t have the words to describe it yet but just. Warm cup of apple cider held close to the chest on cold autumn night?? That’s the best I got
I find little Machete being happy over bread baking to be so endearing, especially because I can imagine a world in which helping with baking was one of the few childhood joys he had (due to the lack of art of him happy as a pup), and then remembering the art you did months back of modern Machete making a souffle, I can see reincarnated Machete being drawn towards baking in his free time due to those residual feelings from his past life.
it will literally never not be funny to me that Jason and Tim's first ever interaction was the Titans Tower Incident where Jason insulted Tim for "living in luxury" as a child and then beat him half to death while Tim flat-out told Jason "I'm better than you" and snarked that the only reason Bruce hadn't beaten Jason into the ground yet was because he was holding back
Happy Odaiba day!! I made some chosen children! Wasn’t able to participate in digiweek but im really happy the last day is also Odaiba day so i can squeeze in at the very end!
I made these into stickersets and acrylic pins that you can preorder on my etsy today!
[ID: A gif and two screenshots from Digimon Adventure Zero Two episode 41 showing: (1) A double-decker bus driving across a bridge, both levels filled with french chosen children and their partners. (2) Four french children stand overlooking the bridge, surrounded by various digimon (2 Evilmon, 2 Gazimon, 2 Gostumon, an Elecmon, and a Vegiemon). (3) They all smile and wave. End ID]