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Napoleon as Apollo Belvedere, god of plagues, by Antoine-Jean Gros

Napoleon (left), Apollo Belvedere (right)

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“Was I not devoted to the revolution from the very beginning? I... have sacrificed everything for the republic. I deserve the name of a patriot... Lend me your ears... But if my enemies are after my life—I do not think highly of it and have often despised it. Indeed, only the thought that my life could be of use to the nation makes me carry its burden courageously!”

— Napoleon, to the Convention from the prison at Antibes, letter of August 1794.

Source: Joe H. Kirchberger, The French Revolution and Napoleon: An Eyewitness History

#napoleon #napoleon bonaparte #napoleonic era

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The internet has completed its purpose when you involuntarily see a photo of uncovered breasts and think: I am weary of the world and its futile striving. I will go up to the altar of my Father in the high places, and become one with the air and fire of Aether.

#idle thoughts #idle notes

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An Easter Exsultet

Behold ,the return of the Man,

The triumph of Rome, the vindication of Israel,

That blessed Mesianic marriage

between those who killed the Messiah

(O truly necessary sin)

begins in the secrecy of night.

As a rumor.

As a revolt.

A small fire in uncomprehending darkness

Amid silence.

Yet the quality of everything is changed,

second by second

minute by minute

year by year.

Light is the darkness for us, and full of gladness.

We are made yet again a part of a Galilean conspiracy:

to tear down the unclean spirits from their high places

to proclaim the freedom of God to the world in its slavery.

to bind kings with fetters, nobles with shackles of iron

to not let even a bruised reed be broken, or the tiniest light be put out.

Whether we wear mundane clothes or sacred vestments, we recognize our confederates in the scandal of the mystery, and Him in whom we are recognized.

Magnetism of holy writ and sign tears down the gap of centuries.

We are there now, before the vanquished tomb.

The beloved machine of liturgy

Forms by its manifold devices our hearts into the image of the Son,

The person and name above all laws, all form

Coming not to abolish them but to fulfill them.

We are dead men relearning how to walk.

And by the reality of the saints before, amongst, and, beckoning, after us, we strive in hope

To be holy as our Heavenly Father is Holy

Not merely by legalistic protocol , but by deed and true life.

We will indeed walk, the same but changed, in our first and last homeland, again

With light and graceful step that conquers space more surely than vast armies and ancient migrations.

We go forth into the dark again, to the sound of trumpets

Bearing within our hearts an emptied tomb

Where angels watch and apostles in terror are amazed into joy.

#Easter #poem #poetry #christianity #Catholicism

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Before the Sabbath: Holy Saturday

3RD SQUIRE:

(a young man)

Hey, you there!

Why do you lie there like a wild beast?

KUNDRY:

Are not beasts holy here?

From Parsifal by Wagner

A shy, wild animal,

Merton says

waits within

Seduced by nothing

Lured by nothing

Satisfied with nothing

Only appearing in the silence

In the clearing

Where the alien gods have fled

Where the shouts of the contending armies fall silent

Where the mists of spectacle and illusion have melted into air, into thin air

And the soul is left alone with herself

And the Most High God.

A clear gaze looking into the clear gaze

Of the hunter that does not slay

Except to give blessing in return.

Bearing both weapons and wounds, with mute blessing

He gives us back names that we feral fugitives have forgotten

In the wake of Fall, Flood, and Babel.

Do we find ourselves harmless lambs

Or beasts of prey

When we come to that site in the innocent quiet of the woods?

Perhaps even for the foxes and wolves

There is a purity before the world began.

If only the memory can be stirred.

Perhaps their violence was itself an image of bloodless rites erased by the dissolution of Eden.

Today is the day of that clearing in the forest.

The day of the void.

We are not yet arrived at the peace of Sabbath, or its joy.

We have been scattered, and our looking furtively for our place

With careful step

Out of the darkness of trees

To where we will see as we have been seen.

#poem #poetry #christianity #catholicism #philosophy #lent #holy saturday

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A Sermon from the Tree

A voice was saying upon a day, in a whisper, in a shout:

“Glory has stopped here, between earth and sky. Here is its goal. Here is its end.

My arms rule for me, stretched out by nails from immense to immense.

The shepherd has been slain, the sheep scattered.

Yet

Here there are lambs gathered in under my sign, as if in an embrace from on high .

Here the ewes follow after the funeral procession in adoration, with mute eyes of trust and loyalty. The herdsman is slain, yet they walk onward, unafraid, following his unseen steps with the instinct of Magdalene.

The isles ignore this murder, and play their games; but even they feel that something has been planted in the land, and raised into the air, greater than all their wealth and merchandise.

The spirit of the Lord from me has recieved instruction; I return Him now to the Father.

No amount of sacrifices could pay back this one. Yet I demand no payment in return but love for love.

My recompense is before me.

The one who has turned from the world is nothing to the world.

But by like measure, for he who has turned his eyes to the Heaven above every canopy of sky, all the nations are as nothing, as less than nothing.”

#poem #Good Friday #lent #catholicism #christianity

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When insight enters, desire departs.

My recompense is before me.

The one who has turned from the world is nothing to the world.

But by like measure, for he who has turned his eyes all the nations are as nothing, as less than nothing.

#idle notes

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Master of Lira Saint Andrew, Saint Catherine of Alexandria and Saint John the Baptist

Tempera and gold on panel, 86 x 131 cm, ca. 1390

#st Catherine of Alexandria #st john the baptist #st andrews

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“For me the divine is the real.”

From The Passion According to G.H. by Clarice Lispector

#clarice lispector #quote #literature #sainthood

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“Love of God and love of Rome are inseparable.”

- Frederick William Faber

#Frederick William faber #faber #quote #God #Rome #catholicism #roman catholicism

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“[Schopenhauer] was….incensed by the professor’s assertion that saintliness and bliss were incompatible.”

From Schopenhauer’s Compass by Urs App

#arthur schopenhauer #quote #urs app #philosophy #sainthood #happiness #bliss

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A civilian jacket that once belonged to Napoleon Bonaparte

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N random sketches

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"Revolutionary suicide does not mean that I and my comrades have a death wish; it means just the opposite. We have such a strong desire to live with hope and human dignity that existence without them is impossible. When reactionary forces crush us, we must move against these forces, even at the risk of death." -Huey P. Newton "A society that drives its members to desperate solutions is a non- viable society, a society that needs to be replaced." -Frantz Fanon

#aaron bushnell #fanon #franz fanon #huey p newton #palestine #palestine liberation #Revolution

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It is because the government knows such things are real.

“Havana Syndrome” should be talked about more because it was so fucking weird hearing very official voices in the federal government suggesting or espousing an idea that if it was said by a panicking private individual could honestly and legitimately get them sent to a psychiatric hospital if they were demanding that other people also believe that “there’s invisible beams from menacing foreign sources that are invading my body and causing to exhibit symptoms that have no physical manifestation and are only self-reported and subjective”. If Trump were the one to first give a platform to the idea that Cuban beams were giving people headaches and nausea as part of an attack on the US it’d be one of the things Democrats just would not stop making fun of him for.

Like the phrase “directed energy attack” sounds so fucking absurd coming from Pentagon officials it sounds like the type of thing that would only by said by one of those types in like, the 1970s when they tried to study and research psychics

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From The Ruin of Kasch by Roberto Calasso

#Roberto calasso #quote