ubercharge

op is posting from tamriel. or perhaps the lands between

meraki-sunset

Me this morning, finding the site looks awfully similar to twitter

junkmayor

sandersstudies

Me, Catholic, walking into a Protestant church with no depictions of Mary: where’s my mom

lousonaroll

Me, culturally Protestant, walking into a Catholic church filled balls to the walls with paintings sculptures candles and god knows what else: why’s there so much stuff

fantasticmojo47

Me, Orthodox, walking into a western church: w h e r e a r e t h e b o n e s

odin-n-out

Me, vampire, walking into any denominational holy place: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

hungry-hyena

Me, a janitor, sweeping up the vampires ashes: where the fUCk did all this dirt come from

jelloapocalypse

vadergf

I feel like someone is standing next to me talking about how I'm dead

rudolphsboyfriend

The chemical they put on ants and all the other ants think they're dead that's what happened to tumblr except the chemical is unmarketability

bisexualalexmercer

tumblr may have censored porn but check this out

i hope Elon musk KILLS himself and DIES a thousand DEATHS. and i hope every other billionaire a very merry DIE DIE DEATH KILL MURDER DEATH KILL

berryicet

Read the book

I liked this sequence

[text]

Sphere: behold this miserable creature

Sphere: That point is a being like ourselves, but confined to the non-dimensional gulf. He is himself his own World, his own Universe. Of anyone else he can't concieve, not even of the number two.

Sphere: He himself is One in All, being really Nothing. Yet mark his perfect self-contentment, and learn the lesson, that to be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant. Listen.

Point: Infinite beauty of existence! It is I, and no one else besides it!

Square: what does the puny creature mean by "it"?

Sphere: he means himself.

Point: it fills all space, and what it fills, it is. What it thinks, that it utters. What it utters, that it hears; and it itself is the Thinker, Utterer, Hearer, Thought, Word, Audition. It is the One, yet the All in All. Ah, the happiness! Ah, the happiness in Being!

Square: can you not startle the little thing out of it complacency? Tell it what it really is

Sphere: that is no easy task. Try you.

Square: Silence little creature! You call yourself the All in All, but you're really Nothing: your so-called Universe is a mere speck in a line, and a line is a shadow compared to —

Sphere: that's enough.

Point: Ah, the joy! The joy of Thought! What can it not achieve by thinking! It's own thought coming to itself, suggestive of its disparagement, thereby to enhance it's happiness! Sweet rebellion! Ah, the divine creative power of the One in All!

Sphere: You see how little your words have done? So far as the monarch understands them, he accepts them as his own, for he cannot concieve of any other except his own.

Sphere: Let's leave this God of Pointland to his own ignorance. Nothing you and I can do will save him.