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1-1-s1ay-2-2 · 1 year
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Hydrogen-Based is the Real, Cosmic Reality!
Do you ever wonder why 75% of the known universe is Hydrogen...uninhabitable, unexplorable H Y D R O G E N ?
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So, what's up with Hydrogen?
Did you know that Hydrogen is the lightest element?
Did you know that your soul is like a bubble in cosmic terms?
And when you pass the physical constraints of this life, this carbon-based realm, this third-dimensional existence, your soul--like a bubble--rises in ascension to transcend the primitive existence of the temporal human being...perhaps? Yes!!!
#soulsnack #mindsmack 💗💙💚
Have you ever considered that HYDROGEN-BASED beings could live in all that Hydrogen that exists in a universe we can't explore--but because we are third-dimensional, carbon-based, primitive beings, with ten-percent-limited mind capacity, we can't possibly perceive it to be...?
Maybe we can't comprehend with our limited, human senses just like we can't comprehend what a black hole really is...or where it leads.
Because holes don't exist. Holes are just the name humans give to an entrance because they don't know where it leads. But all holes lead somewhere.
A hole in your head leads to your skull and brain, a hole in your jeans leads to your leg, a hole in the earth leads to dirt and water and fire...you get my drift, I'm sure!
So, we live a limited, timed life as human beings in the third-dimensional, carbon-based realm. We live in a realm that is a timed existence from the time we take our first breath of oxygen until we take our last.
We can only perceive what the third-dimensional limitations of existence allow us to perceive.
We can't perceive the fourth dimension--or what could possibly exist infinitely there--or the hydrogen-based realm that exists simultaneously with our own because we are limited and confined to the ability to perceive in the carbon-based third dimension only.
We won't be able to perceive the next dimension until we divinely travel (supernatural, cosmic transportation) to it via the passing of our physical human vessel -- or what humans call "death"...
Perhaps, the "universe"--as we see and perceive it--is NOT all the universe is.
Consider this...there are many universes called the Ever~Verses, and our universe is only one dimension and one perception, and one base out of the many.
Even if we use machines to see and technology to perceive, the machines and technology still are perceived by the human eyes, so our perception of what a machine or technology shows us will still be a limited perception according to what our limited eyes and minds allow us to see and perceive via the technology and machine.
It falls back to our limitations as carbon-based, oxygen-breathing, third-dimensional human beings indeed.
But that's not to say it's the way it will always be!
I personally believe that's what eternal life is and the gift that Jesus Christ promised us for believing the truth. He did promise ETERNAL LIFE as the gift!
The infinitely unconditional gift of eternal life for you and me!
Perhaps the event that humans have termed "death" isn't a death at all...
Seeing as, humans--by means of limited perception, logic, phonics, and communication--are most likely the ONLY SPECIES in the entire Ever~Verses to call the event of passing from the physical realm to the spiritual realm..."death"...maybe it's not what we've always thought it was or perceived it to be; considering our perception has always been limited.
So, instead of believing what we've all been taught since birth by those before us and what someone taught them (predisposition due to learned behavior via culture and heritage) maybe it's time to understand humans leading humans isn't always the wisest path, and sometimes, what we learn is what they wanted us to learn--versus what reality really is.
Perhaps, spiritual health and wellness require we question everything in the pursuit of our awakening, even our culture and heritage and the learned beliefs and behaviors we've adopted and adapted to in the process of being born and living a life in a human-built society. The constructs of our global society as a species were determined long before you or I were born. But that doesn't mean we can't awaken to the possibility of a cosmic truth now!
Human terms are limited because they were terms devised by human perception. No other being in the universe is going to refer to any aspect of existence in the terms that humans know existence...because human terms are limited to human beings on Earth.
Hence, a human calls the sun the sun, but an alien might call the sun a sizz. You feel me? Humans call our own planet Earth, and a planet--while an alien might call our planet something like Testraa and all planets "orbs" instead of planets. You feel me?
Everything we do, think, feel, and speak is limited to human perception. Human perception is limited to carbon-based, and carbon-based is limited to the third dimension. We will never understand anything beyond the base and dimension we were assigned upon our cosmic birth to this realm.
So, it falls back to the terms we give events that are unknown/unperceivable to our limited perception...because, like a black hole, we don't know where it leads.
These assigned terms (like death) that life as a human being requires of us so that we can identify and understand what is happening to us as a species--like passing from our physical vessels, what happens to our souls, and where our eternal spirits go from here--are what we live by regardless of their cosmic accuracy.
So, what if the event of passing or leaving our physical, human vessels is the beginning of our cosmic, divinely ordained spiritual upgrade...and rather than an ending, a wonderful beginning? A fresh start for our souls!
The journey of our souls! Life on Earth is only one small fragment of the greater whole.
Thy Hydrogen Theory | Written and Explained by JD Slayton 2022-2023 © Copyright All Rights Reserved J.D. Slayton. As personally relayed to me by the Angels of Destiny.
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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The Eternal Idol, Auguste Rodin
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heavne · 2 months
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phoenixcatch7 · 9 months
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In love with the idea of captain marvel being Billy's imaginary friend. Like, it'd be so easy. Early depictions had them as almost fully separate people sometimes, like one soul with two minds, rather than just two filters like we mostly see now.
But imagine a Billy down on his luck, hurt and hiding from police and criminals alike, daydreaming the hours away as children do, taking inspiration from all the superheroes rising to fame, making little stories to play out his dreams of saving the world with a generic action doll he found while dumpster diving once. Most of the paint's rubbed off.
Red's his favourite colour, his comfiest jumper is a bright ruby even after all the grime and washes. Gold, too, it's shiny and warmer than silver! A hero cape is a must, big and eye catching! And he can fly, of course, like superman, and in his daydreams, when he's sore and frustrated after a long day's grind, his superhero is smart enough and knows all the right words to get the bullies to stop without resorting to fighting.
His superhero fantasy is one he spends a lot of time on, the first one he goes for when struggling to sleep at night, and he can picture it so clearly. Captain marvel is big and bright and kind, strong enough to lift the boxes for the old lady up the road who's moving all by himself, fast enough to catch Jamie who fell out of the tree on Saturday and broke his leg and couldn't come to class for weeks. He appears at the entrance to alleys when Billy is cornered, he steps up behind to cover for him when he gets caught shoplifting, he sits at the bus stop with him when it's pouring rain and the right bus doesn't seem to be coming.
And then the wizard comes, or rather whisks him away, and like a magician from a fairytale breathes life into his imaginary friend until Billy feels thrice his size and a million times more invincible.
From then on, captain marvel is a real hero, just like Billy is a real boy, and as one they save the whole city, and then the whole world, and get cats down from trees and help Mrs Victoria move the last of her boxes and she gives them a pinch in the cheek and cookies for the road and sometimes it hurts but it's so much better than he imagined.
#dc comics#captain marvel#dc captain marvel#shazam#billy batson#imaginary friend#imaginary friend au#Billy's great because you can give him the most buck wild adventures with the most self indulgent plots and it makes perfect sense#Batman and superman are out here having mental health crisis no.528 and marvels away having dance offs with gnomes#Billy would fit perfectly into gravity falls he really would#Anyway imaginary friend au is near and dear because it encapsulates that sort of safe fantasy for change and companion ship#And a protective imaginary friend brought to life is going to be just a fascinating character no matter what#And it's the perfect cover for non imaginary cap anyway. Why does he prioritise this kid over everything despite having never mentioned him#Imaginary friends always have to care for their creator! But you can't expect an imaginary friend to do your taxes!#Why is cap so eternally kind and bubbly and a bit childish? That's because his creator is a kid! Duh!#This particular imaginary friend just so happens to have encountered magic and is now real enough to play basketball with asteroids.#He's strong enough to match superman but it's fine he's got a child's heart and an unending protectiveness for humanity.#Just don't try anything with the kid or you're toast.#I love the jl needing to save/help Billy in some way and cap; who's practically the jls puppy mascot at this point#Is just shamelessly and unrepentantly possessive of Billy while being openly wrapped around his finger. Number one fan#Like 'he's the specialist boy and if you don't clap for him I'm going to blow this whole building up' type#Have you read Split on ao3 it's like that. Cap is the most unaffiliated person on the team and then bam Billy is number 1 priority 100%#Go read split if you haven't 10/10#Like it never crosses caps mind to hinder or harm Billy he is Devoted. Platonic God/worshipper except the deity in question is an 11yo#And the worshipper is the closest thing to a deity without being one you can get in dc.#But like a healthy relationship lmao.#It's a soul deep claim with total freedom on both sides and they teach each other love and they're the same person#AUGH
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queer-reader-07 · 9 months
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the fact that at the end of s1 the biggest worst most terrifying threat aziraphale could come up with was “i’ll never speak to you again” was proof enough that these idiots are in love
because crowley reacted SO FAST. he was like “oh fuck no aziraphale cannot GHOST ME FOREVER” and aziraphale said that knowing full well that a) it would work and b) that because it would work he wouldn’t have to follow through because azi doesn’t want to stop talking to crowley
i know people say crowley fell harder (haha jokes!) but i think they’re both equally down bad for each other
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hopkei · 6 months
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Kentaro-senpai, please take good care of Yusei~
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justaz · 4 months
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god!merlin
druids can NOT speak in people’s minds. when they are before a high priestess, they can pray to her directly and she can hear them (hence the scene between morgana and mordred when he spoke in her mind).
merlin who constantly has this buzzing in the back of his head that he can never understand besides the occasional odd word which makes no sense. but when he’s closer to a druid or when their prayer is super strong, then he can make out what they’re saying.
merlin who brings up the fact that druids can speak into peoples minds to gaius who casually unfurls a scroll containing his ongoing list of reasons why merlin is/evidence of merlin being a god of the old religion.
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monbons · 20 days
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Six Sentence Sunday
Thanks for the tag @rimeswithpurple (your Dev and Baz are coming along!) + @shrekgogurt and @thewholelemon. I haven't had a chance to look at your snips yet but I will soon!
It was another wet weekend and to celebrate Mother's Day my children decided to fight about everything: the Nintendo Switch, the art supplies, and which of them mommy actually belongs to. Sigh.
I tried to art again while the kids painted next to me. It is supposed to be Lady Ruth and Simon's home for the new WIP. What it actually is is a humbling experience. I spent way too long on my little watercolor home and it doesn't look very good. (I am proud of the little trees out front though. They actually turned out.)
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If you're keeping up with The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch, we are now entering the second half of the story and our plot will move quickly, which is exciting. If you are not yet reading, after last Friday's chapter, there is almost nothing I can tease anymore without spoiling some aspect of the story. Read at your own risk!
A little past Baz snip from Chapter 8 below.
The young man hovering over Baz now is backlit by the setting sun, turning his blonde curls into a glowing crown.  “Your thrall is impressive,” the blonde man drawls in a thick French accent. Baz immediately sits up. “Excuse me?” “I have been watching you,” the French man takes a seat on the blanket next to Baz. “The mortals approach you even though you do nothing.” Mortals?  “I am Julien.” The young man holds out a hand with a smile. Baz flinches at the sight. He has seen teeth like these countless times in the mirror. “How do you do it?” Julien asks, as Baz shakes his hand. “They are drawn to you like flies.”
Hellos and high-fives: @roomwithanopenfire, @cutestkilla, @bookish-bogwitch, @raenestee
@valeffelees, @drowninginships, @beastmonstertitan, @aristocratic-otter, @brilla-brilla-estrellita
@larkral, @emeryhall, @arthurkko, @hushed-chorus, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe
@youarenevertooold, @iamamythologicalcreature, @best--dress, @cattocavo, @fiend-for-culture
@ic3-que3n, @rbkzz, @run-for-chamo-miles, @comesitintheclover, @blackberrysummerblog
@ivelovedhimthroughworse, @noblecorgi, @skee3000, @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @supercutedinosaurs
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hirayaea · 3 months
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linkon man pretends there is only one straw so he can flirt with his girlfriend
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so I sent the above photo to my (actual) boyfriend and this is what he had to say about it:
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fisheito · 4 months
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will i ever stop thinking about little red riding yakumo and the big bad fox.?hm. no... no, i don't think i will
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trapezequeen · 2 months
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HAPPY RESURRECTION DAY!!!!
Just a reminder to those who see this…Jesus loves you and he gave life for you so that you don’t have to go to eternal hell when you die! All you have to do is repent and invite him in! Heaven is a real place and I don’t want to go without any of you! Today we don’t mourn his death but instead celebrate his victory in the resurrection!
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1-1-s1ay-2-2 · 1 year
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Talking with Angels! ✨😇✨
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bottombaron · 9 months
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"Guillermo should be a vampire",,, "Nandor should be a human"
wrong.
they should find out how to all be half-human/half-vampire abominations and live basically human eternal lives where they get to do some vampire things when they concentrate rly hard at it.
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molosseraptor · 1 month
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i'm confused. are you and milleniallustfordeath not together?
my posts about having 0 bitches aren't an exaggeration
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coffeeghoulie · 4 months
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Eternal Heatstroke
chapter 3: struggling to exist with you (and without you)
Tensions come to a boiling point.
Contains long discussions of child abuse and neglect, nightmares, and mild blood and injury.
(this chapter has one of the two scenes i wrote this entire fic around. please enjoy.)
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Running, always running, until their legs give out from under them and they tumble into the brimstone, the howls of angry, starving ghouls descending on them. The portal is always just out of reach, always flickering out. They never make it through.
Aeon wakes from every nightmare exhausted, bruises under their eyes, lips and tongue and tail bitten bloody as they hold in their cries. They pull together the broken pieces of themself before they have to face the pack, Papa, the roaring of the crowds just about every night.
They collapse into their bunk, or onto a too soft hotel mattress, and pass out just to do it again.
Read the rest on ao3, or start from the beginning.
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beartes22 · 4 months
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Constantly thinking about how WWX thinks about JC how he thinks JFM thought about YZY but mostly as how he denied and yet carelessly commented JFM thinks (disregards) about JC
It is so, so, so fucked up and one of the reasons why chengxian is so doomed by the narrative bc no matter what JC does or says, WWX already "knows" what is about. Bc JC is his shidi and WWX knows best. And still, pre masacre, pre core exchange, it could have work. It could have, because they love each other so much but JC lost his core. WWX thinks he chose his parents. He thinks Jc choose the dead bodies of his parents, a filial duty, over survival, over him. And he never forgave Jc for it.
Bc now is WWX turn to assume the consequences of his shidi actions, now it is his turn to bear the pain for him. And he does not do it with reluctance, he does not, he does it bc he loves Jc so so much, but still. Still. The hurt it caused it. The hell it send to him. The hopelessness.
And then to see his shidi thrive were he can’t no longer. To see him shine when he is but a shadow. To see him reach for the impossible time and time again as if it was not WWX who never gave up before, who rallied his shidi over his (small, imagined, greedy) woes. To see all that and know envy, envy he had denied his whole life and envy he will repress into resentment, into sth useful bc WWX is not like yzy or Jc he is not, he does not hurt the ones he lives with his jealousy and sense of inferiority. Bc how can he not envy, when one says his dad doesn’t love him but he still has a dad? When one says he is not enough for his sect when he has such a inheritance, such a clear path at life. And WWX never cared never ever ever, how could he? He loved his shidi best, in spite of all the bad things.
And somehow, Jc himself is a thing he has to be loved in spite of. And it’s heartbreaking.
#but WWX never will say any of that aloud or even think it clearly#this man has been running form negative emotion like he’s sprinting his whole life#also that would make him the bad guy and WWX has enough guilt to carry and not talk about already try#also I love Jc and it shows sorry#this is not to say he is a perfect shidi or anything the man is a mess#but all his doubts about WWX character have it reason. it’s proof#and maybe the proof was forged but it was there#he does not deal with a single emotion gracefully but he does deal with them. he lets them simmer for eternity#which is. not ignoring them.#bad but at least real. idk how to say it.#anyway it fucks me up how much agency WWX denies Jc and how much complexity he refuses to see#like. WWX would do the impossible to make Jc the person who hates him irrationally so that he is not the bad guy in the relationship#(which is more complex than good or bad guys but I digress)#I love when they reconcile but I also hate it. bc it is never acknowledged how much WWX daily shits on Jc as a person)#you can love a person you don’t like. it happens.#but the Jc in WWX head is not the real Jc and the sad thing is that WWX loves the real Jc not the inherited prejudice from jfm#but he can’t perceive him he refuses to he can’t bc then he has to deal with what he did to him.#he lied. he lied. he lied to Jc’s (and himself) so much he can’t no longer distinguish the truth of them and is so fucking sad#mxtx#chengxian#grandmaster of demonic cultivation
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