why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?
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the problems of being in the mcyt fandom: writing soul-crushing angst about being slowly brainwashed over a period of months, breaking free of it, and having to accept you were wrong, you hurt your best friend in a way he can never fully forgive, and still needing to take the time and effort to unlearn the entire worldview that was forced upon you because it doesn't just go away when the magic does. and the character is named sausage.
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