#in the myth there are 3 realms that exist in the universe

[withoutyouimsaskia]

Sometimes It's Fated (Sandman Short Story Part 1)

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​GIF: Originally posted by @tavners

Pairing: Morpheus/Dream of the Endless x AFAB reader

Summary: Reader Self-Insert. After restoring the Dreaming and locating the missing dreams and nightmares, Morpheus turns his attention to finding you, the human he believes fate has chosen for him. (Title inspired by Placebo's "This Picture".)

Warnings: Minors DNI. Dark!Morpheus. Soulmates. Angst. Obsessive and possessive behaviour. Tension. Home invasion. Voyeurism. Implied masturbation. Dream manipulation.

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: Wow, this took way longer to finish than I had originally planned. My head's been all over the place with trying (and thus far failing) to find a new job. The themes are very different to what I've written before; I hope it reads okay. Please let me know what you think. All my love, Saskia xx

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Fate.

A phenomenon that governed every particle of matter within the known universe and even those beyond.

Some considered it a comforting concept that excused them from the burden of decision making, citing: "I'll leave it up to fate." For others the phrase was a cursory, throw-away comment or a romantic line they heard in the lyrics of a song.

The real truth of the matter was that Fate was a trio of immortal beings, goddesses, with sight so potent that they knew the past, present and future of every individual to have lived. The mythology of the Greeks, Romans and Norse hadn't been too far off with their stories of the Moirai, Parcae and Norns but of course, no humans really believed there to be any realism in myths. They were just stories. It didn't matter either way; they existed and had influence regardless of what the majority believed.

For beings such as The Endless siblings, the presence of Fate in the cosmos was not only real, but also something that affected even themselves.

For the King of Dreams, an eventuality had been prophesised long ago by The Kindly Ones that spoke of a bond that was to be forged between himself and a mortal.

Lord Morpheus, in his pride, had tried to be above such a foretelling, even questioning its validity because the notion of a mortal accepting his version of the universe seemed wholly implausible.

But he could not truly stop himself from wondering about you, reaching out to see if he could feel your presence in the minds of the dreamers he hosted.

It wasn't something he indulged in with frequency. More of a once-in a-decade interval. Enough to appease his curiosity.

Of course, this was put on hold during his imprisonment at Fawney Rig.

Morpheus had had much to contemplate during this period. The damage his absence caused to the collective subconscious, the decay of his realm, the loss of freedom and dignity. There was also a chance that you had been born and died in the 106 years he spent in captivity.

What if he was too late and had lost the chance of discovering who you were?

It was a nauseating prospect that scraped and scratched a space deep within his being; bleeding him of his remaining stores of hope that were so significantly depleted after the death of beloved Jessamy.

Despite the nasty emotional wound, finding you was a charge that he assigned at the end of his priorities after his escape.

Recovering his scattered tools, restoring the Dreaming, locating his absent creations, unravelling the mystery of Rose Walker and confronting Desire all had needed to come first.

The latter interaction had left Morpheus with a seething rage that was currently propelling him down the boards of the dock that sit above the Ocean of Dreams.

The dense mist in the air is buffeted by his movements and the only sounds are the tread of boots, the creak of wooden slats and the lap of water.

With each step, the liquid becomes choppier as it reacts to its master's mood and by the time he has reached the end of the dock, the surface of the water roils fervorously, completely in line with Morpheus' dangerous temperament.

The words of Desire's final silken-toned taunt echo in his mind with grating persistence.

"Oh, poor Dream. I really got under your skin this time, didn't I?"

He is loathe to admit there is truth in the question.

There are moments where Morpheus ponders the turn that the relationship between them has taken. How Desire went from being his favourite sibling to someone one shade shy of an adversary. Their faultless adeptness at provoking his temper and manipulating the events that encircle him would be impressive if not for the danger posed to humanity.

The agitated water eventually draws focus to how out of control he and his emotions have become. Morpheus knows he must get them in check, and quickly, for he knows the consequences all too well should he ignore it.

He clenches his fist and swallows it all down, pushing it deep inside his belly until the crackling entropy of the anger is fully dispelled.

Morpheus then sweeps his coat out behind him as he sinks lithely into a crouch. Trepidation nips at his heart and tugs his attention to a sobering thought.

This foray into the water may be fruitless.

You may be long gone and there would be no way of ever knowing you.

His nostrils flare as he takes a deep breath; he has run out of excuses to not look, even if he is afraid of the outcome.

Long, delicate fingers dapple the surface of the inky ocean. The waves still at the touch, obedient to him with instancy.

He repositions to full height and reaches into his coat to find the pouch of sand stashed in the pocket. A handful of twinkling grains slip off his palm into the ocean, lighting the water it touches to a luminous green.

"Find my soulmate," Morpheus commands silently.

The intention is set. He steps off the dock into the water.

At first, like every other prior attempt, there is no sign of you. Morpheus floats submerged in the tepid liquid, filtering through the hubbub of countless other dreams and nightmares.

Then there is a pull.

It is faint yet indisputable. Warmth explodes in his chest and he groans inwardly from the delicious sensation of relief.

You are alive, and you are dreaming.

A path of radiance appears in the water, a line that shows your connection, and provides a location for him to hone in on.

Morpheus dives deeper without hesitation.

As he reaches the edge of your subconscious, he rejoices that he got a handle on his emotions. He wouldn't want your first perception of him to be one tinged with rage, however unaware you were of him, with your soulmate being the source.

He hesitates for a moment before entering the dream you are in and is somewhat taken aback by what he finds.

A room comprising of four blank walls, a floor, a ceiling and a door. There is but one other feature; a window, and its view is as non-descript and inoffensive as the internal space.

You stand by said window, head turned from him.

Despite being unable to see your face, he sees your anxiety with immediacy. It is an aura hovering about your body, being sucked into your lungs with every fast-paced breath.

You begin to throw glances towards the door. Morpheus filters through the layers of the dream. No one is scheduled to come across the threshold.

The more he observes, the more questions arise in Morpheus' mind.

What was making you so affected? What were you expecting to happen?

There's nothing in the scene that is intended to be unpleasant yet you are reacting in a way that most observers would characterise as unsettled.

Morpheus, despite not yet knowing you, doesn't like to see you this way. His dominant instinct is to end the dream but he quashes the desire to review the bigger picture.

The empty room dream was symbolic of a beginning.

It clicks into place.

What you were feeling, even if on a purely instinctual level, was the anticipation of meeting your soulmate and starting your new life.

Morpheus steps into the frame, just a couple of paces behind you.

You feel his presence instantly, eyes full to the brim with tears as you whirl around with a soft gasp.

You see him.

The tears spill and patter onto the white floor.

Morpheus reaches out, overcome by his need to provide comfort.

You disappear.

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Morpheus is sat on his throne. He pores over the book he had located in the Dreaming's library a little over a week ago that contains the details of your life. It is something he has taken to doing when the impatience of waiting for you to fall asleep becomes too keen.

Your subconscious has him enraptured, watching it every night as if it is a stage show. Each dream he delves into is like the tug of fingers on a loose thread, your psyche has begun to unravel before him.

Everything from whims to cravings, hopes to fears. Your temperament, the things that delight and irk you. What drives you and demotivates you. He consumes it all with an insatiable hunger.

Based on the projection of yourself that he sees, there is no doubt that he is attracted to you.

All that prior haughty disregard for the Fates' prophecy has been cast aside like a negative thought in a meditation session. Morpheus is a romantic. A believer. He is ashamed to have even doubted your coming.

He wonders if it would vex Desire to learn of him finding his soulmate and by extension, the prospect of companionship, perhaps even physical intimacy or love.

It is all too easy to imagine the sickly sweet grin they would smile at him, shown to be fake by the almost imperceptible contempt glinting in their golden eyes.

Would his triumph drive them to distraction?

It is this smug sentiment that spurs his next decision. He wants more. The next logical step is to find you in the waking world.

He rises from his throne, a sure hand ready to bring forth his pouch of sand when he falters.

Tears pool in his eyes.

His mind is suddenly marred with the memories of what happened in 1916. The agony, mortification and rage that followed. He couldn't go through that kind of treatment ever again and the waking world expanded the risk of it transpiring.

"No," he says resolutely. His sadness turns to resolve, the hard line of his grimace matching those set in his brows.

He will not let the actions of a group of mortals dissuade him from going to you. And besides, he has researched everything he can about you from within the safety of the Dreaming.

He takes a measure of sand and uses it to materialise within your bedroom.

It is obvious from a quick scan of it that deliberate attempts have been made to ensure the space is cosy and calming.

Two marshmallowy pillows support your head. The cotton sheets have been meticulously tucked to avoid drafts. A lavender reed diffuser fragrances the air with a subtle scent. There are no devices or screens visible.

Everything has its place. A coaster supported glass of water within reaching distance. Touch activated lamp in case of emergency. The diary lined up with the back left corner of the bedside table, pen placed parallel in the spine dent. All clothes are in the wardrobe or stashed in the laundry basket.

Morpheus moves to the curtain-shrouded window and delicately moves the dark, heavy fabric to catch a glimpse of the outside world.

The scene is sepia stained from an old streetlight positioned right outside your home. It explained the choice of curtains.

You stir slightly from the change in environment and Morpheus allows the curtain to fall back in place. He remains stationary until your breathing returns to its previous pace. It is imperative that his presence remains undisclosed. He knows that mortals do not take well to home invasion.

Then, your right hand slips out from the duvet cocoon revealing a cushion cut ruby ring on your middle finger.

He smiles exultantly. The similarity between the jewel and his own now-destroyed dreamstone was undeniable.

The Fates were making it transparent.

You were the one.

Morpheus approaches the side of your bed now. In your momentary discomfort, you had moved your head, making your whole face visible to your uninvited guest.

He bends gracefully so his face is closer to yours and observes you with an intent fascination.

Even in the gloom, Morpheus asserts that your features are even more captivating now that he is able to look upon them in person and is certain that if he could guarantee an absence of fear then he would fall to knees and worship you right there.

Fingers stroke a lock of hair splayed across the pillow and his thoughts turn darker still, imagining what he would do with you if he could get you alone in the Dreaming. How he would seduce you with words, and then pleasure your body with his own until you were senseless.

Getting you there would be so easy, all he needed to do was move his hand up and touch your skin and -

Morpheus stops himself, deciding that now is not the time for an introduction. He will wait until tomorrow. You need to rest. It will be quite the revelation for your sweet mortal heart.

Morpheus whispers a promise, "We will be together soon, my precious soulmate."

He leaves after taking one last look at your peaceful form.

When he returns to the Dreaming, Morpheus discovers that the visit has riled him way beyond what he thought possible.

It was supposed to sate his curiosity and answer some questions.

It has done the opposite.

His craving for you is sublimely intense, opiate-like in its ensnarement.

He needs to possess you. To have you all to himself. Everything would fall into place. Loneliness, disillusionment, jealousy; they would never darken his outlook again. You would heal him, he is certain of it.

He paces restlessly in the low light of his private chambers as heat ripples beneath the surface of his being, charging him with pure sexual lust.

He hungers for the moment when you feel the same about him.

For now, all he can do is stand and touch himself while thinking of your face, an act that has been carried out repeatedly in the days since he found you in the Ocean of Dreams.

An erotic idea enters his mind.

Your subconscious is still in the Dreaming; he knows the feeling of it intimately.

Perhaps he could bring you a dream mirroring his own current fantasy.

To give you a taste of what was to come.

A gift that only he could bestow.

The mere thought of it turns him on even more. His back arches and his eyes roll back as he choses the words through which he would deliver the offering.

"Dream of me," Morpheus murmurs breathlessly. "Dream of me."

He repeats the phrase until he is unable to continue, moans taking over the darkened space around him.

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It is dusk the next day when Morpheus returns to the waking world.

The instant he touches down on the Earth's surface, he knows exactly where to go. The metaphysical connection between you is as strong as the energy pulsing through a ley line.

The city he is directed to is thrumming with life but the side street he stands in has been spared from the furore.

It is fortuitous that he is permitted to be unobserved for Morpheus is struggling now with the urge to get closer.

Providence is pulling him in and also locking him out.

He walks up to the door and then an invisible force makes him back away.

He doesn't even try to fight it.

The Fates hold all the cards. Morpheus is beholden to their each and every whim.

It is surprisingly liberating.

He is dancing in the cross hairs. Blinkered by the tie the universe has fashioned for you.

All he has to do is wait.

The door to the building is pushed open.

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Taglist: @herfantasyworldd

"Fate. Up against your will. Through the thick and thin. He will wait until you give yourself to him."

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[theunfairfolk]

Greetings, if i may have ur attention , i would like to address to you a few questions about the fae with the risk of making ur head hurt and or spiral because i said so

Can a fae look human? As in pointy ears and horns and all that i know but also look , how do I word this right? Attractive? I know different people precive different things attractive but attractive to humans in a universal kind of way since humans are attracted to humans / human traits / human like creatures ?

Fae are immortal, so technically a fae could be , lets say idk 2023 years old right? And continue ageing, but since humans and fae have different ways to measure time can a fae be 2023 in OUR years but idk 5674 in fae 'years' and in the fae time ? Can a fae be as old as the freaking time?? Like dinosaurs and stuff ? Or can a fae be really young considered in their time but old to us or young in ours and old in their time?

Iron. Maybe I've watched to much movies . Yes i did. But can like,, metal hurt fae? Holy metal? Oh wait what's holy to us isn't holy to them but can it? Or is it just a myth like vampires and holy water ?

thank you for ur attention

1. Lmao. Lol even. Yes, fae can look human and often are described as appearing as beautiful humans to lure actual humans into their traps. Whether this is just “glamour” or if they can shapeshift or chose their appearance or if they are naturally just a very attractive human looking being depends on the species and the myths you reference.

2. Depends on what you view fae as. All creatures, magic or mundane, had to “start” somewhere. Whether that’s god making the angels by hand or spontaneous creatures forming from the ether or good old fashioned evolution. So hypothetically yes, some fae are reportedly immortal and could have formed when the universe did, and existed since then. Mostly they seem to exist on the same sort of timeline as humans, whatever that means. Maybe they evolved alongside us. Maybe they were born from our dreams. As for “years”, yeah. There’s more than one human calendar, even! Time is made up! The fae probably measure it differently, if they measure it at all. But you’re listing human concepts and trying to ascribe them backwards. The more pressing question is what the fae consider “old” and “young”.

3. It’s not holy, if anything it’s profane. The metal that hurts them is iron worked by humans. Not silver or gold as those are aligned more with their realm than ours. But forged iron is a crude thing we humans made by twisting the ores of the earth ourselves and so it burns the flesh of those the earth empowers.

As for “just a myth”… my dear, we are all simply stories. You can sift through sand looking for the True Core Of It or you can appreciate each grain for what it adds to the beach.

#ask #anon #fae #thank u for these #excellent questions

[eldritchamy]

Campaign 1, Episode 98: The Mines of the Many.

About 35 minutes in, Taryon asks his mother about her favorite book.

“Before the River’s Dawn, yes! It dealt with a ... it was sort of a continuation of the creation myth of Wildemount, but it turned into the spirits of the gods, these two fauns, and they fell in love but they could not be together because the dawn had to rise and the sun would shine, it was very beautiful.”

Campaign 2 wrap up: the creation myth of Wildemount is that a luminous being existed at the dawn of the universe as the stars were first beginning to burn, but this being resisted the urge to burn and began to wander the cosmos looking to understand itself and the nature of existence. It found a beautiful untamed world (Exandria) and embraced that world, and its embrace resulted in the elemental forces rising up at the beginning of the Founding. Life began to spring up on the world and the luminous being broke itself up into tiny pieces that created a cycle of reincarnation in the hope that one day living creatures would know enough to find and reassemble it, so the being, the Luxon, could ask them the nature of its own existence.

Campaign 3: hints of two missing gods from the pantheon, lost to time and whose names have been struck from history, discussed only in ANCIENT texts dating back to the Founding. Possibly imprisoned behind a second Divine Gate within the false moon, Ruidis, although this is only a theory proposed by the player characters.

Additionally: The Unseelie and Seelie Courts were both investigating Ruidis and the Apogee Solstice, and fauns are Fey creatures.

So...

We taking bets? Do y’all think this is anything? Matt has said some of what’s currently brewing in Campaign 3 ties into ideas he’s had since Campaign 2 and even some dating back to Campaign 1.

Are we looking at there being some kind of ancient gods that are the Archfey equivalent of the super-Primordials Emperor Rau’shan of Fire and Empress Ka’Mort of Earth? Perhaps forgotten progenitors of the two primary Fey courts, who represent Air and Water?

In Forgotten Realms (different from Exandria canon but the worldbuilding isn’t exactly lightyears apart, Matt took inspiration from all over), the rulers of the Fey courts were The Queen of Air and Darkness (Unseelie) and Titania (Seelie) whose throne was made of ice (Water). It’s conceivable, given the way Matt does worldbuilding, that these four entities are intended to represent the four basic divisions of the Elemental Chaos.

We know Rau’shan (Fire) and Ka’Mort (Earth) were removed from Exandria by manipulating the leylines at a previous apogee solstice.

Maybe something similar happened with a pair of Fey deities, who represent the other two elements of Air and Water, during the Schism and they were locked away in Ruidis?

#critical role #eldritch theories #eldritch meta

[entamesubs]

Yu-Gi-Oh! Go Rush!! Episode 6 Sub Release

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Below are extended translation notes, so spoilers ahead.

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Omaeno-san

Omaeno-san’s hat says モ (mo), which is the first syllable of 問題 (mondai), meaning problem. His name is probably 100% Mondai, for Omaeno Mondai (”it’s your problem”).

Like how Omaeno Ushiro meant “behind you”, Omaeno Mondai is just another name pun.

With context now, I decided to change the name of the episode to being “your problem” instead of “not my problem”, since that’s Omaeno-san’s joke.

Rule of Three

Three is the number of choice here in this episode, so a lot of what’s going to be in these translation notes are just pointing out a bunch of 3′s that couldn’t make it into the English translations (because they wouldn’t make sense if they did).

Mitsuko = literally, 3 (mitsu) and child (ko, also a common suffix for girl names)

For reference, 三 is three, and can be pronounced/read as san, mi, or mitsu (and more, but I’m keeping it simple here).

仏の顔も三度 “Even Buddha’s face can only endure three slaps.”

Mitsuko’s summoning chant is literally just this idiom but she replaces “three times” (三度) with “3000 light years” (三千光年). The phrase means something akin to “too much familiarity breeds contempt” or “even the patience of a saint will run out”.

We had no idea how to properly translate this to include a reference to the number 3 and also make sense, so we tried our best with “even 3000 light years is too familiar”.

宇宙都市伝説 Cosmic Urban Legend / Outer Space Myths

For some reason, Mitsuko keeps referring to her monsters as though they were an actual archetype within Rush Duel, saying that they’re “myths from outer space”, but in a way that makes it a name.

When she says “when I control three Cosmic Urban Legends”, her cards do not make a reference to such a thing at all. In fact, all her new cards are Reptile support.

She speaks very strangely and I chose to keep that in the subs, but just know that all her cards do not mention 宇宙都市伝説 at all. It’s just Reptile support and she refuses to address it properly as such.

三千世界 Three Thousand Realms / “the Universe”

In Japanese, 三千世界 (”three thousand realms”) is actually used to refer to “the universe”. You may be familiar with another terminology, 世界 (sekai), which can mean “the world” or “society”, and is also a part of 三千世界.

However, when someone uses 三千世界 specifically, it invites a nuance that is a little more archaic and very philosophical. The practice of using “three thousand realms” to refer to “the universe” as a whole stems from a Buddhist teaching.

“Three thousand realms of existence are all possessed by life in a single moment.”

Simplifying very much (very, very much), it can be interpreted to mean that all things, both good and bad, contain immanence (divinity, the cosmos, godly essence, etc).

Saint Germain

I had no idea who this was before this episode, but here’s a cliff notes version of the Wikipedia page that Yona read and very graciously wrote up.

“He was dubbed one of the greatest philosophers to ever live, but his name and origins were a complete mystery. He deflected questions about his origins by saying unbelievable things like he was "actually 500 years old". This caused people to call him "The Wonderman", someone who is both immortal and knows all.”

It could be why Mitsuko also keeps using the word “immortal” for everything.

石の上に三年 “Even a cold rock will become warm after sitting on it for three years.”

When Mitsuko is pushed up against a corner, she says this phrase, but switches 三年 (three years) for 三分 (three times) as her Alien 33 goes up by 3000 ATK from 1100.

It’s another Japanese idiom with the number three that basically means “perseverance is key” or “patience will be rewarded”.

桃栗三年柿八年 “Peach and chestnut trees take three years to grow, persimmons take eight.”

After Mitsuko is defeated by Yuudias, while Yuamu is talking, she mumbles this. More specifically she mumbles the first part of this idiom (桃栗三年), then 残念無理 (zannen muri), meaning “it’s no use” or “too bad”.

The idiom means to be patient and that it takes time for your actions to bear fruit.

Mitsuko’s speech

Ms. 3 Meters (which is what Japanese people call the Flatwoods Monster) speaks very, very poetically, in a sense. She perfectly rhymes or alliterates three times a lot in her sentences and goes out of her way to say a bunch of idioms or change them up to fit her.

I couldn’t quite capture that perfectly in the subs as there was limited room, and honestly I’d need another two days of translating if I did decide to stop and make sure all of her subbed dialogue also rhymed or alliterated properly, so I didn’t. But I wanted to make a note of it because her speech is very showy.

#yugioh #yugioh go rush #go rush #go rush spoilers #ygo go rush #entamesubs release #E006 #working on this episode was hell actually

[crossoverworldtree]

Dimensions Beyond Our Universe

“He’s out there, you see? We brought someone back from a fictional reality and he’s loose here. There were three fictionauts in the vessel. Before the lights went out, we saw that he’d killed two and violated about five different laws of physics doing it.”

The various dimensions, be they pocket, planetary or full Universes, that lay adjacent to this Universe, and are apart of it as much as any planetary body is. They differ from Alternate Realities in that changes there remain constant in relation to our universe. They are divided into three types: Fairy Realms, Heavenly Dimensions and Hell Dimensions. Between all three is a state called Mu-Phase, which was a Parallel Reality co-existing with this Reality. Many Alternate Time lines find themselves relegated to Mu-Phase when they are destroyed or removed from the main Time line (as fluid as time can be in this Universe).

Surrounding all of these dimensions, like space surrounding Planets, is the place known as the Negative Zone/N-Zone/Phantom Zone.  This encasement surrounds every Dimensional Universe and keeps each Universe Separate in the greater Multiverse, which itself is encased in a place called the Void or the Howling by the Timelords. From the outside, each Dimension resembles a planet, and each Universe resembles Earth from the Exterior (because, for many of them, Earth is their "center"). The true number of Universes seems incalculable at the present.

Below are some sample dimensions, or name-checked Dimensions commonly reached in this Universe.

Fairy Realms  Wonderland

Geography: The geography of Wonderland has no rhyme or reason to it. Snow-capped mountains valley into tropical beaches, but most of the area resembled England—albeit warmer and sunnier. Native Life Forms: Wonderland is inhabited mostly by Fairy organisms, and thus, most anything encountered might be intelligent, be it a rabbit or a doorknob. Many potent magical beings traverse, as well as anthropomorphized entities (Cards, animals, etc). Magic Alterations: Because of the high magic of the land, spell-casting rolls have a +3 bonus when cast in Wonderland.

Neverland (sometimes called “the Never-Never”) Geography: An island floating amongst the clouds, water never runs off this mountainous, Caribbean-like island. However, the height provides an unnatural variety of environments. Native Life Forms: The humans and animals are relatively normal, though there are fairies (who tend to have origins deep in the island’s jungles), Mermaids (Deep Ones, though ones more akin to the classical myths of Merfolk, they still worship Cthulhu, but are just nicer about it) and a Giant Crocodile with a clock in its guts eternally ticking. Other life forms might be added based on the dreams of the children brought around it (thus changing the makeup of Neverland). “Red Indians”, “Pirates” and the Lost Boys make up the human groups on Neverland. Magic Alterations: Humans who enter Neverland cease to age, and often revert to childish mentalities (think of the Band Candy). Imagination is quite powerful here, and simple Willpower rolls can manifest food, water, or create Plot-twist-like effects. Magic gains a +3 bonus to casting. Without heavy magical assistance, adults cannot enter or even detect Neverland. Avalon Geography: A Semi-tropical island with other features resembling an English springtime. There is a volcano on the island as well as deep mountains. Native Life Forms: Home to the Selie Court, as well as a colony of Gargoyles. Recently, various rare Ecuadorian plants have been planted there. Magic Alterations: Magic Practitioners gain a +3 roll, but may tap the land directly in a similar manner to those with sorcery sacrificing life points to bonus cast—but at double the effectiveness. 

Oz/The Outer Zone Geography: Like many fairy realms, it is a strange mix of terrains—forests and cities being the most common. But don’t consider it like the Judy Garland world, think more Sci-Fi’s Tin Man. It is currently ruled by a reincarnation of one of the four directional Witches who once vied for power over a hundred years ago. Geological bizarreness includes the “Deadily Desert” which, on contact, drains 1 con per second until it reduces the person touching it to Sand. Native Life Forms: A Strange combination of magic and high technology leads to magical cyborgs, wind up robots and other such things mixing with rock-monsters, witches and fairies. Magic Alterations: Magic in the Outer Zone gains a +2 bonus casting.

The Dreamlands

Geography: Extremeply complex and covering multiple planetary bodies. Underground mazes, the Plateau of Leng, Moon Castles and other such wonders exist here. Native Life Forms: Many strange fairy creatures and lovecraftian horrors make residence in the Dreamlands. It is generally considered the most Hellish of the Fairy Realms, even more hellish than the abode of the Unselie Court: Arctis Tor (which is the Forzen Wasteland version of Avalon). Magic Alterations: Magic gains a +1 Bonus to casting for those in the Dreamlands. Some spells can only be cast in the Dreamlands (-2 modifier to Power Level). The Dreamlands are connected to The Wired, which is a dimension that has too much detail in it to be easily summarized here.

Heavenly Dimensions  Narnia

Geography: Generally earth like, but distinctly Europe-like before the Rapture took it. Native Life Forms: The standards from classical mythology as well as humans. Magic: This dimension has been completely consumed by the YHWH, locking the inhabitants into the god’s mental link or its stomach. Its Avatar in this world resembles a majestic Lion. Otherwise, the magic resembles that of Earth. Humans who enter here do not age (and time passes much faster in this dimension than it does on Earth). 

The Blazing World Geography: The Blazing World is a great metropolis of magic and dreams. Native Life Forms: None. As a heavenly dimension, beings enter it, and the variety that find themselves there is simply staggering. Magic: Magic gains a +5 bonus to casting, and those who enter cease to age. 

“Bliss” World Geography: None, it is a void. This is a heavenly dimension where those who have served the powers have their souls plugged into a magical device that induces a constant state of euphoria as a reward for services rendered. It is the heaven Buffy was removed from. They are reassured constantly that they have done the right thing and that everything will now be all right. This is a horrible, horrible lie and the inhabitants are essentially being doped up. Native Life Forms: None, all are occupants from other realms. Magic: No changes.

El Paradiso Geography: Outer Space populated with planets. However, it is a medieval conception of the universe, with a geocentric system. The closer things are to "God", the faster things move. Native Life Forms: Various species of Angel. Magic: Divine Magic has a +3 for working, while infernal/demonic magic has a -3 to the test.

Hell Dimensions

The Inferno

Geography: A massive pit of concentric rings which seem to expand more and more with time. Native Life Forms: This is hell.  The Hell many Christians fear they will go to, and some do. This is where the Damned Souls and many demons go to.  As well as giants and other monsters waiting to be unleashed for an apocalypse. Magic: Magic that causes pain and damage has a +3 bonus to the casting, while healing and buffing have a -3 to the casting.

The Vampire Dimension

Geography: Similar to earth, and seems to have once been earth where the world is wrecked and ruined from approximately the 1900s or so. Native Life Forms: The world is overrun with super strong and tough humanoid carnivores colloquially referred to as Vampires.  They are not supernatural, just different biological beings that happen to be cunning and ravenous for earth’s life. Magic: No Changes.

Discovered by accident by Nicola Tesla in 1927, it appears as post-apocalyptic earth overrun with the monsters dubbed ‘vampires.’   Tesla survived the discovery and hid the work as best he could, but in the 1990s, the US Army managed to re-create one of Tesla’s portals and got the vampire’s attention. Now, they know where a whole big supply of ‘food’ is…

Alternate Realities

Far Different from neighboring dimensions, Alternate Realities are a magnitude removed from this (and other) Universes. These include Universes that contain only one fictional series, strange twists on fictional series, some are even copied and invaded by Reality Parasites that drain and deform their copies into unrecognizable drek. Some are called "What If's" and "Imaginary Stories" by their neighboring Realities. Others are completely Unrelated Universe, but each one seems to have what is called a "Mirror Reality" where things are a dark parody or twisting of what occurred in a "main" Reality. Some Realities have several Mirrors--and many Mirror Reality Inhabitants have Goatees for some reason. 

All Realities were touched in one manner or another by The Crisis event at various points in their history.  Though temporally, the Crisis has happened, will happen, and is happening right now, the conclusion is thus already known (as reality still exists). Some 'events' are claimed to be followups to the Crisis, but they are simply echoes of it. Why this is and who did it is unknown. Those who probe deep into the event usually go mad, mumbling things about Drills and cheering for a man named Barry Allen (the second Flash, who disappeared in the late 70s) to keep running.

Those who send astral forms to investigate, but come back sane, are said to have been blown back by a mighty battle cry. Another thing that often rings in their heads is believed to be the voice of Barry Allen, saying this:

Everything that's ever mattered to me... everything that's ever been important... ...the lives of everyone on Earth and throughout our universe... ...in the present, and in the future... ... that's what I'm fighting for now!...Time to save the world!....Time...back in time...do what you HAVE to...we must save the world...we must save the world...

Only one record from the end of the Crisis is known, apparently from the Final Battle. Some recognize some of the many voices yelling in the short audio clip that exists. Roughly transcribed from alien dialects, this is what the clip says:

Whether our adversaries be Space, Time, or Alternate Realities-- They mean nothing to us. We will pierce through and go down the path we've chosen for ourselves. Not accepting things as they are is what it means to be a hero! ... Even if we were to be enslaved in the Multiverse's cycles of Death and Rebirth, The feelings we leave behind will guide a new way! Even if the Infinite Universes were to go against us, Our burning blood would cut through fate! We will break through the realities and dimensions And defy all who would stop us to forge our own paths!

JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK WE ARE!?

Alternate Universe Threats

Mirror Universe

Geography: It’s exactly like the normal crossover universe, with similar events, but good and evil are flipped. Things play out ‘roughly’ the same historically, but the moralities are flipped. Native Life Forms: As our reality Magic: As our reality

The Terminated Timeline

Geography: This world is like the normal crossover universe, but it was the victim of an AI apocalypse.  Time Travel nullified this timeline’s existence, but it keeps trying to re-attach itself to the main timeline and become the set future. Native Life Forms: Terminators, Sentinels, and other killer robots. Magic: No Changes.

Tindalos

Geography: The Crossover Universe occurs in Curved Space, the beings of Tindalos come from angled space. The Tindalos come from a reality where space is angled.  They come here to balance the curves and make our space like their space.  Time Travel incidents allow the Tindalos to come in to curved space unless precautions are taken. Native Life Forms:  The Hounds of Tindalos and other Tindalosians. Magic: All spells cast in Tindalosian space round up to the nearest odd number of success levels. The Anti-Matter Universe

Geography: A barren wasteland with technological and magical marvels strewn about. Native Life Forms: The Anti-Monitor was, is, and will reside in this plane along with his Heartless/Anti-Matter Demons. They seek the destruction of all matter in the multiverse. Magic: With so much free energy around, magic has a +3 to the casting.

#Dimensions #Hell Dimension #Heavenly Dimension #Heaven #Fairy Realm #Alice in Wonderland #Peter Pan #Gargoyles #The Dresden Files #Planetary #Warren Ellis #crisis on infinite earths #The Flash #Barry Allen #tengen toppa gurren lagann

[300iqprower]

A servant form of Yggdrasil would need to be created first. It would make more sense for the Nighoggr to manifest if Yggdrasil got summoned.

I think rather than do that "personify a concept" thing they'd be better off with an event where we travel with Ratatoskr between Vedrfolnir and Hræsvelgr at the top, and Nidhoggr at the roots. Or maybe something way less literal. It could be a literal tree or some sort of manifestation of Yggdrasil exists exists that, as one of many in a cycle, chain summons three other beings with it. Hræsvelgr allegedly exists to protect Yg, Nidhoggr allegedly exists to destroy it, and Ratatoskr manifests as an intermediary. I say allegedly because some versions of norse myth portray it as Nidhoggr having a pretty cruel fate for its crime of trying to defy death by leaving Hel, being trapped within Yggdrasil's roots for all eternity and gnawing on them until it weakens the tree enough to herald Raganrok. Other versions portray it as a serpent that much like Satan in Dante's Inferno, chews on the corpses of the worst sinners, and for its suffering in that ordeal gets to rise from the corpses during Ragnarok as a Phoenix does ash, born anew. Meanwhile the eagle is portrayed as everything from Guardian of Heaven who enforces Nidhoggr's imprisonment and creates the winds of the universe, to an arrogant jerk who constantly picks fight with those around it and uses Ratatoskr to send tormenting messages to Nidhoggr.

What I'm saying is there's a ton of potential for nuance and subversion that I'm sure will never be used if any of them get in.

I actually a long time ago, like as in mid-late 2020, also came up with an idea for Beast V being Loki: Beast of Revelry/Chaos. The twist is that he's actually Beast V. Defeating Loki is like defeating Tiamat's Brain: you haven't stopped anything, you've just set off the REAL cataclysm. When Loki is defeated it sets off Ragnarok and summons his 3 infamous children: Beast V-1: Fenrir Beast V-2: Jormungandr Beast V-3: Hel - Fenrir, who devoured Odin and destroys the realm Asgard, seeks out and destroys any divinity that exists in the singularity. - Jormundandr, who poisons the oceans and destroys the continents as he rises from Midgard, wreaks havoc on the earth itself much like Tiamat's flood. - Hel, who gathers the dead and rules the underworld and had no stated role in Raganrok because she was a much later addition to norse myth sets to wipe out all life that escapes the other two by raising the dead to do her will and harvesting the souls of the living.

TLDR, the beast isn't truly Loki, it's all of Ragnarok and the true challenge is to deal with everything everywhere going wrong at once. Loki is just the one who harbors the twisted love for humanity that a Beast requires, that being the belief that complacency is evil, and that for Mankind to advance is not enough, they explicitly advance in the face of adversity for their advancement to mean anything, falsely believing that only when something is wrong will people look for new solutions to their problems and only through crises can mankind grow. In stopping a crisis that even the gods could not overcome, it would be the ultimate proof that Loki's "tests" are no longer needed.

#i also have a Beast Ah Muzen Cab idea #fgo #fgo headcanons #norse mythology #never thought i'd get an ask #writing shit #beast v

[marcberger]

Unraveling Mysteries: Quests for Truth and Understanding

The human spirit is inherently curious, always seeking to unravel the mysteries that surround us, to delve deeper into the unknown, and to uncover the truths that lie hidden beneath the surface. "Unraveling Mysteries: Quests for Truth and Understanding" is a testament to this insatiable curiosity, exploring the myriad ways in which we embark on quests for knowledge, wisdom, and enlightenment.

Chapter 1: The Nature of Mystery Mystery is woven into the very fabric of existence, inviting us to ponder the enigmatic forces that shape our world and our lives. From the mysteries of the cosmos to the intricacies of the human mind, the quest for understanding is a journey that knows no bounds. In the face of uncertainty, we are driven by an innate desire to unravel the mysteries that lie beyond our comprehension. Marc Berger Laguna Beach

Chapter 2: The Quest for Knowledge At the heart of every quest for truth and understanding lies the pursuit of knowledge—a relentless thirst for wisdom that transcends time and space. Whether through scientific inquiry, philosophical discourse, or spiritual exploration, humanity has always sought to expand the boundaries of what we know and to push the limits of our understanding. The quest for knowledge is a never-ending journey, fueled by curiosity, discovery, and the relentless pursuit of truth.

Chapter 3: Seeking Enlightenment Beyond the realm of empirical knowledge lies a deeper truth—a truth that transcends the limitations of the intellect and touches the very essence of our being. The quest for enlightenment is a spiritual journey that takes us beyond the confines of the material world and into the realm of the soul. Through practices such as meditation, contemplation, and self-inquiry, we seek to awaken to the profound mysteries of existence and to experience the interconnectedness of all things.

Chapter 4: The Power of Storytelling Throughout history, storytelling has served as a powerful tool for unraveling mysteries and conveying timeless truths. From ancient myths and legends to modern-day literature and cinema, stories have the power to captivate our imagination, provoke deep reflection, and reveal profound insights about the nature of reality. Through the art of storytelling, we are able to explore the mysteries of the human experience and to connect with the universal truths that bind us together.

Chapter 5: Embracing the Unknown In our quest for truth and understanding, we must be willing to embrace the unknown—to confront the uncertainties that lie beyond our grasp and to acknowledge the limits of our knowledge. It is in this humility that we find the courage to continue our journey, knowing that the mysteries of the universe are vast and infinite, and that there is always more to discover, more to learn, and more to understand.

"Unraveling Mysteries: Quests for Truth and Understanding" is a celebration of the human spirit's boundless curiosity and relentless pursuit of knowledge. It reminds us that the quest for truth is not merely a journey of the mind but a journey of the soul—a journey that invites us to explore the deepest mysteries of existence and to uncover the timeless truths that unite us all. So, let us embrace the unknown with open hearts and open minds, knowing that the quest for understanding is a journey worth taking, filled with wonder, awe, and endless possibilities.

#Marc Berger Laguna Beach

[golemsmuse]

Myth in the Machine

Dr. Evelyn Voss wasn't the type to indulge in guilty pleasures. A professor of comparative literature and mythology at Berlin's prestigious Freie Universität, her life revolved around dusty tomes and the echoing labyrinth of the university library. Yet, nestled discreetly within her laptop, was a digital folder simply titled 'Diversions'.

Inside lay a motley collection of texts—absurd snippets of dialogue, stilted descriptions, and plots as intricate and ephemeral as soap bubbles. All of them bore the same watermark: 'Generated by OpenAI GPT-3'. For Evelyn, these weren't mere amusements; they were a clandestine research project. A scholar in the realm of myths and epics, she saw something startlingly familiar in the machine's output.

"It's all archetypes, isn't it?" She mused aloud to the indifferent silence of her office. "Like a Jungian fever dream churned out line by line... fascinating."

Her fascination was a dangerous, double-edged sword. The same colleagues who lapped up her lectures on Homer and the Vedas would likely cast a jaundiced eye on her current dalliance. The world of academia was notoriously wary of the nebulous, the experimental, especially when it involved a machine seemingly capable of encroaching on the hallowed domain of human creativity.

It was Marcus, her most promising doctoral student and teaching assistant, who smoked her out. A keen-eyed young man with an unruly mop of dark hair and a tendency to wax philosophical, he was also the only one granted access to the labyrinthine sprawl of her office. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

"Dr. Voss..." Marcus began, his normally eloquent voice hesitant. He hovered by her desk, his gaze flickering between the laptop screen and a printout he clutched in his hand.

Evelyn felt a familiar pang, the mix of irritation and resigned amusement reserved for when her students inevitably discovered one of her more eccentric interests.

"Yes, Marcus, it's precisely what it looks like," she answered, her tone deliberately dry. "AI-generated fiction. Intriguing, isn't it?"

Marcus blinked, the hesitation fading into genuine curiosity. "But, um..." He gestured helplessly at the printout in his hand, a mirror image of the digital document on her screen. "Isn't it wrong, somehow? To read, well... this?"

Evelyn arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "Wrong, Marcus? Tell me, is it wrong to study the anatomy of a frog even if it's never penned a sonnet?"

"But, but these stories..." He gestured helplessly at the printout. "They're soulless. They lack that spark, don't you think?"

Evelyn smiled, a genuine one this time. "Ah, but the spark—the soul as you call it—isn't that precisely what we've sought to define, dissect, and replicate via literature for millennia? And don't forget the myths, Marcus. Weren't they born from mankind's attempt to narrativize the natural world, to tame the chaos of existence?"

She leaned forward, elbows planted on the antique desk. "Tell me, do you find anything in this... " She snatched the printout from Marcus, thumbing through the printed pages, " ...this machine-crafted tapestry that doesn't have a precedent in the oldest of epics, the folktales whispered around Neolithic campfires?"

Marcus shifted, caught off guard. "I suppose there are recurring motifs. The quest, the battle between good and evil..."

"And the flawed hero, and the wise crone, and the trickster shape-shifter," Evelyn continued, her voice taking on a strange, almost incantatory rhythm. "Tell me, Marcus, in this so-called 'soulless' algorithm, do I not see the bones of our most enduring stories? Do I not see humanity itself—its fears, dreams, glories, and follies—reflected back?"

That evening, hunched over a steaming mug of green tea in her apartment, Evelyn found herself scrolling through the digital folder with an unnerving sense of anticipation. AI fiction night. There was undeniable irony in it, she mused. Here she was, a scholar steeped in the classics, willfully seeking out tales conjured by a machine. It felt like an admission of defeat, and yet, fueled by her unexpected encounter with Marcus, she was strangely compelled to continue.

What unfolded was a familiar yet disconcertingly alien landscape. A knight errant, his armor dented like tin foil, quested for an artifact named 'The Crystalline Singularity'. He sought to save a kingdom whose name was a garbled string of consonants and vowels. There was a talking fox, a princess afflicted with a curse that seemed to involve both logarithms and the haunting refrain of an old pop song. Evelyn couldn't stifle a laugh.

It was preposterous, and yet... there was an echo of Gilgamesh in the knight's melancholic determination, a shade of Scheherazade's wit in the fox, and a sense of the inexorable, the tragic, in the cursed princess.

Scrolling down, she encountered a passage that made her sit up straight:

And the knight, for the first time, felt not fear, but the yawning abyss of something much older. Was it pity? Was it the echo of his own long-suppressed despair? Or was it simply a strange kind of kinship with the vast, unknowable algorithms that shaped the world around them?

Evelyn stared at the screen. There was an unnerving poignancy there, a raw vulnerability that felt disarmingly human. In that moment, the AI, with its mishmash of references, its broken syntax, became something else entirely—a mirror turned unexpectedly onto the reader.

Suddenly, an idea seized her. It was audacious, perhaps even absurd, but like the best of myths, the more she contemplated it, the stronger its irresistible pull became.

When Dr. Voss submitted a proposal for a new seminar titled 'From Algorithm to Epic: Mythmaking in the Digital Age', she knew she was courting professional controversy. The whispers began even before the approval arrived—a mix of titillation, skepticism, and the occasional outright scoff from the old guard of the faculty. Evelyn ignored it all. She was used to pushing boundaries.

The day her seminar debuted, the room was filled to overflowing. There was her usual flock of wide-eyed students, and something else: professors from the computer sciences, curious philosophers with unruly beards, even an avant-garde visual artist who was rumored to be integrating AI into her installations.

Instead of launching into the usual analysis of epics and folktales, Evelyn opened by asking her students to write a single sentence. It could be anything, she assured them: a memory, an observation, a snippet of overheard dialogue. The sentences were fed into an AI, and the machine, its digital mind armed with a wealth of literature and data, generated a story.

What materialized was bizarre, moving, and strangely insightful by turns. Evelyn's gamble, it seemed, had paid off. The room was abuzz. Amidst the cacophony of reactions, Marcus's voice cut through the din.

"But what does it all mean, Professor?" he asked, his usual diffidence gone. "These stories we created... are they art? Are they... alive?"

Evelyn smiled. "They are potential, Marcus," she said. "They are the echoes of ourselves, refracted and distorted. And when you spend enough time gazing into the abyss, sometimes it begins to gaze back. What we do with that reflection…well, that's where the true story begins, don't you think?"

(This story was written by AI.)

#ai generated #ai writing #creative writing #llm #short story #fiction #mythology and folklore #literature #artificial intelligence #chatgpt

[indigo-mermaid16]

₊˚⊹ᰔ Supreme God in Tai Ahom religion (Lengdon) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

The Tai Ahom people, who originally migrated from the Shan region of present-day Myanmar to the Brahmaputra Valley of Assam in northeastern India in the 13th century, developed a unique indigenous religion known as Ahom religion or Mo Seng Raja. At the core of this religious belief system is the concept of a supreme deity known as "Lengdon" or "Phuralung".

Lengdon is perceived as the creator of the universe, the supreme protector, and the ultimate source of all power and life. The Tai Ahom people believe that Lengdon exists beyond the physical realm and is omnipresent, omniscient, and omnipotent. Lengdon is considered to be the highest authority and the ultimate benevolent force governing the cosmos.

In Tai Ahom mythology, Lengdon is often described as a divine being with no physical form, transcending all earthly limitations. Lengdon is believed to be just, compassionate, and merciful, embodying the virtues of wisdom, strength, and divine grace. The Tai Ahom people offer prayers, rituals, and sacrifices to honor and seek blessings from Lengdon, believing that their devotion and piety will earn them divine favor and protection.

According to the Ahom religious texts and oral traditions, Lengdon is associated with the sacredness of nature, the cycles of life and death, and the cosmic order. Lengdon is often depicted as the supreme ruler of the spiritual realm, guiding and overseeing the destinies of all living beings. The Tai Ahom people view Lengdon as the ultimate arbiter of justice, who rewards the virtuous and punishes the wicked according to their deeds.

The worship of Lengdon is an integral part of the Tai Ahom religious practices and plays a significant role in their cultural and social life. Ceremonies, festivals, and rituals dedicated to Lengdon are conducted regularly to express gratitude, seek guidance, and invoke divine blessings for prosperity, harmony, and well-being. The Tai Ahom people deeply respect and revere Lengdon as the supreme deity who sustains and nurtures the universe with boundless love and compassion.

In essence, Lengdon personifies the spiritual essence of the Tai Ahom religion, embodying the ideals of unity, harmony, and transcendence. As the supreme god in the Ahom pantheon, Lengdon symbolizes the eternal power and divine wisdom that governs the universe and inspires the Tai Ahom people to lead righteous and virtuous lives in accordance with the sacred teachings of their ancestral faith.

1. Lengdon is the supreme deity in Tai Ahom religion.

2. He is believed to be the ruler of the entire universe.

3. Lengdon is considered the creator and protector of the Tai Ahom people.

4. He is often depicted as a divine and powerful figure.

5. Worship of Lengdon is an integral part of Tai Ahom religious practices.

6. Lengdon is associated with cosmic order and harmony.

7. The Ahom kings considered themselves descendants of Lengdon, enhancing his significance in Tai Ahom society.

8. Rituals and offerings are made to Lengdon to seek his blessings and protection.

9. Legends and myths surround the stories of Lengdon's exploits and interactions with humans.

10. Lengdon remains a central figure in Tai Ahom religious beliefs and traditions.

[d-g-b-l-o-g-g-e-r]

Unlocking Destiny: Notable Astrologers for Timing Major Life Events

In the vast cosmos of human existence, there exists a realm where stars, planets, and celestial configurations are believed to influence the course of our lives. Astrology, an ancient practice dating back thousands of years, continues to captivate minds and hearts across the globe. While some dismiss it as mere superstition, others find solace and guidance in its predictions, especially when it comes to timing major life events. In the United States of America, several notable astrologers have emerged, offering insights and interpretations to seekers navigating the journey of life.

The Quest for the Best Astrologer:

In a nation as diverse and dynamic as the United States, the search for the best astrologer can be daunting. With countless practitioners offering a range of services, it's essential to find someone with expertise, integrity, and a deep understanding of the cosmic forces at play. Here are a few names that have gained recognition for their contributions to the field:

1. Susan Miller: Renowned for her detailed monthly horoscopes, Susan Miller has become a household name in American astrology. Her website, Astrology Zone, attracts millions of visitors seeking guidance on everything from love and career to health and finances. With a warm and accessible writing style, Miller translates complex astrological concepts into practical advice, making her a trusted source for many.

2. Chani Nicholas: A queer astrologer with a unique perspective, Chani Nicholas has gained a loyal following for her empowering approach to astrology. Through her horoscopes, workshops, and social media presence, Nicholas offers insights that resonate deeply with marginalized communities, emphasizing themes of self-acceptance, social justice, and personal growth.

3. Rick Levine: A seasoned astrologer with decades of experience, Rick Levine combines traditional wisdom with modern insights. His lectures, writings, and appearances at conferences have earned him respect within the astrological community and beyond. Known for his meticulous attention to detail and insightful analysis, Levine provides guidance that is both practical and profound.

4. Steven Forrest: As a pioneer in evolutionary astrology, Steven Forrest explores the soul's journey through the lens of the birth chart. Through his books, workshops, and consultations, Forrest helps individuals understand their past, present, and potential future with clarity and compassion. His holistic approach to astrology encourages personal growth and spiritual awakening.

5. Demetra George: Specializing in ancient astrology and mythic symbolism, Demetra George offers a deep dive into the archetypal patterns that shape our lives. Through her teachings and writings, George invites seekers to explore the rich tapestry of myth and symbolism encoded in the birth chart, revealing hidden layers of meaning and purpose.

Finding Guidance in the Stars:

Whether seeking clarity during uncertain times or planning for significant milestones, astrology offers a unique perspective on the rhythms of life. While the notion of cosmic influence may be met with skepticism by some, for many, astrology provides a framework for understanding the interconnectedness of all things.

In the quest for the best astrologer in the United States, it's essential to approach the search with an open mind and discerning eye. Look for practitioners who honor the integrity of the ancient wisdom while also embracing the diversity of human experience. Ultimately, the right astrologer is not merely a predictor of the future but a guide who empowers individuals to navigate their own paths with wisdom, courage, and grace.

As the stars continue to dance across the heavens, may we find solace in the knowledge that we are part of a vast and mysterious cosmos, where our destinies are written in the language of the stars.

Unlocking the mysteries of the universe, one birth chart at a time.

[spirituallesbianblog]

Mastering Faith In A 3-D Life

'What does faith mean to you?'

For some, it could be a belief in a benevolent God or perhaps the government of the country you reside in. The word faith is a 'strong, convicted belief in something or someone' that could cover a multitude of subjects or sins, depending on your vision of people, yourself, and the planet you perceive as home.

'Early signs of faith'

At a younger age, I had faith in many things not generally talked about and had to visit a specialist bookshop, where I could access subjects that may have seemed taboo. I had faith in my inner mystic that magicians, sorcerers, and witches were able to draw upon ancient practices, handed down by their forefathers and that fairies, dragons, and aliens were most likely real. My parents were not religious or interested in what I believed, so I kept what I knew to myself, wondering at times, where this faith originated. It seemed natural to accept that people had special gifts or magical superpowers and that fictitious characters like Superman, may have been real in lost eras, where magic was the norm and spells could be cast for the greatest of good or evil.  After all, many of our ethereal friends like mermaids, were shunned as imagination, even though mariners swore they had seen them at sea. It seems people like proof and without it, faith is non-negotiable, That is unless you believe in the seemingly impossible?

'Faith allows the eyes to see beyond a 3D vision'

Call it gut instinct, or blind faith how I knew the world we lived in, was a storefront for the real theatre behind the scenes. It appears our universe harbors a realm of eclectic creatures that only appear to the souls of acceptance, or by invitation. The astral or 'other world' is alive with animation as fairies, goblins, and other immortal minions hide from the people of Earth and those who consider the human race, an elitist life-form. The universe is in fact, multi-dimensional and supports a multitude of exclusive deities and although nations on Earth have recorded a time when our eternal elementals were visible, they are now assigned to myth, folklore, or those who have faith in their existence. I personally join the ranks of unbiased souls who believe we are not alone in the cosmos. I back this up with a world of mixed heritage, where animals offer a universal view of disparate creatures. For It is with the zebra, dog, horse, elephant, and lion we share this existence with a God of supernatural status and a collective of dimensional beings, that date back to the beginning.

'My spiritual revamp'

I am a woman of faith and have an in-depth belief in the glory of god, humanity, and our picturesque planet. My initial reliance on what I had been taught and shown did not hinder my assurance, there was more than the eye could see and the teachings of scholarly humans. I had a hunger for the impossible and was driven to seek out the unusual and esoteric. It seemed everyone around me, was comfortable with the world as it was but I had a visionary mind that lifted up every rock. My thirst for theory and conjecture led me to accept and have faith in what others denied as truth. As a Virgo, I have an analytical mind that applies fairness to all knowledge, while another element is my intuition, the power indicator of what we instinctively know. It is here in the void of ancient wisdom, that we find the ultimate reality. This is our soul, a timeless creation with the key to past lives, our true origin, and of course, why we have come here now.  My faith in a benevolent God has expanded every facet of earth life and the acceptance we are soul pioneers on a path to Nirvana. A heightened consciousness of eternal awareness and wisdom.

'On the dark side of the moon'

My soul and I are a team infused with love, from a higher source who invented a universe and a family of unique, light beings. There are many versions of faith and belief in a mighty creator who brought forth, the miracle of life. I am at peace with reincarnation as the answer to how humans arrive on earth and are aware I have been here many times. In this life, I am a gay female who has weathered many storms from the darker side of life. My journey to the underworld has taught me how the other half lives and why I choose to be a worker in the light. The gap between dark and light has narrowed and the people of earth are often caught in the crossfire. Each side has its appeal and demands a certain faith from the initiated.  Some say our world has fallen into darkness and there is no way back. I beg to differ as a person who feels a balance is needed between both factions. You see when the dark is in control, chaos can ensue, with conflict the norm. The question is, how can we bring a workable duality, between the forces of dark and light? It does not help that some consider all modern-day witches, psychics, and magicians to be born of evil. My take on this is in the intention. When a soul is gifted with powers it can choose to help or harm mankind. It is always free will. Therefore the gift itself is neither good nor evil. It is a matter of perspective and conscious choice.  Although my allegiance is to the divine and light.

'Can dark and light co-exist in peace?'

I have faith, that a way through the maze can be found as this planet is dear to my heart with its seductive imagery and alluring scenes of beauty. Our senses are tuned to the soul of our earthly home, and all she gives from the perfume of a rose to the night and day we honor with rest, work, and play. Gaia has faith in her role as a cosmic footpath, where human souls render their mission to connect, to a God of love and raise the conscious bar. The holy trek a soul travels, under the guise of a human, may carry eons of past experience while others may be here for the first time. Faith is the hallmark for a soul leaving their spirit home to wander the cities, towns, and countryside of earth, designed to accommodate their lessons in all aspects of evolution. My path with eternity commands faith and I surrender to God's master plan of integration and balance. As more souls awaken to the beauty of the light and God's divine path of righteousness, our world is bathed in potential 5D bliss. I have arrived on earth in time for this monumental happening and assist in any way I can. To highlight the truth of God's plan as heaven arrives on earth.

'When faith is maligned with fear'

When fear disguises faith we end up in the Middle Ages, where witches and folk who made potions for health, were sent to their death. This was a manic faith in a God who would choose hate over love and issue the ultimate punishment.  A misuse of earthly power and a call of judgment in the name of a God who breathes unconditional love. This window in history encourages an open mind and heart to foster a world of tolerance, and compassion for all souls and their unique idealism. There will always be those who challenge our faith but I find a willingness to listen and kindly evaluate another person's view, keeps any debate friendly. (An example) is in my town there are Christian locals and me with my faith in reincarnation and New Age Spirituality. I embrace our ability to highlight the differences, with respect and integrity. The spirit of diligence in all interactions will help us to feel softer, as we accept all people's right to their opinions. After all, as a soul, we have a range of experiences, non-comparable to others, working their way through lessons and tests put on our path to higher learning.  One soul may come to earth to honor a karmic lesson from a past life where they were prejudiced and overly judgmental. You could easily work out the style of lesson created to teach this soul acceptance, humility, and compassion.  However It may seem like heavy-duty tuition to obtain a consciousness, that steps into the arena of the divine, an inspiring symbol of virtue and benevolence.

'Spiritual feminine faith'

My journey has taught me well and set a template of peace in my ravaged soul.  I have heard people say 'I wear my heart on my sleeve' but for a time it was a closed book as trauma had sealed it with a dark kiss. My faith in a life of choice and liberty was overturned by methods of control, heartache, fear, and despair. It is amazing how life can change in an instant and become a battlefield of lost faith, in a world where women are often undervalued. My story is true and a message of hope for all women being abused. I am blessed that I survived the odds and now live to inspire others. I am holding the light for all women who have lost faith in love when a partner chooses to deny their inner opulence. We are all a 'Divine Feminine' and of worth here on Planet Earth, as leaders, mothers, lovers, mentors, and bearers of new life. We are also the Eve of all creation. Love is the truth and anything else is a cover-up for a wounded soul, who projects their hurt onto others.  All is well in my world, as I take the lessons, with thanks I am now whole, healed, and in my personal power as a gay woman, aware of her innate, feminine worth. I have healed the cuts of a battered soul. I am the goddess, priestess, healer, and empress of modern times.

'Taking the leap of love'

Allowing love back into our life after being hurt, is the faith we can overcome what has happened in the past and find that elusive person who has 'forever written on their heart. 'I have faith I am internally healed and walk through the hearts of the broken with an outpouring of empathy and love. My faith in God is a given and I show my esteem by living a good life on earth. We are all role models in the making and have the capacity to influence other souls and lead as a 'cosmic courier of light.' I have faith in me, a soul that came to this palatial paradise, to feel alive as a human and be intoxicated by love and every emotion known to man or womankind. I am ascending in an energy of pure love, after a stand in the dark where there was no sense of direction and constriction in all endeavors. I learned how faith restores our sense of worth and puts us on the path, that is right to follow. For me, that is being a gay female who honors the right to choose a partner of value. The kind of woman who aspires to grow and evolve in a partnership, of open-hearted peace. This is a relationship with freedom etched into the hearts of two souls,  A Relationship Nirvana style of partnership.

'How authentic are you?'

It starts with authenticity. That is living your life with truth. Are you being 100% authentic about who you are? I am aware people hide behind masks, as their real selves are hidden. We come here in pursuit of enlightenment, so that means being the human you decided upon and living life with legitimacy. Being myself feels beautiful and so liberating. Even if some folk do not align with what you present, it is paramount to accept yourself as you are. I see a lot of souls, masquerading as another version, of who they are at a soul level. There are many reasons why this happens. It could be social or family pressure where there are expectations or programming picked up from what is considered predictable. Waking up every day in your true light allows an existence of purity and ultimate truth. When we have absolute faith in our earthly self, we send a clear message to others, we are happy as we are and faithful to our uniqueness - the personal vision of the soul in this incarnation and recipe for a joyous life. I walk with so much love in my heart, as I am at peace with my faith in all things, including myself. When we go against our psyche, there is an illusion. I feel authenticity and faith are the unity we strive for, Once we align with our literal self, there is a recognition of the who and why we exist

'The future institution of faith'

As our world renders changes, our faith systems will also. Some have unshakable faith in their God and way of life, while others question the word itself as fanciful and not applicable in these times of unrest. Right now humanity is on the precipice of our greatest evolution.  Our warlike ways can not be sustained and I have a fathomless faith we can trade chaos for calm. As humanity we are a community of cosmic souls, taking on the toughest of tests, throughout a human life. The planetary news is we have a reprieve, as the universal powers command the presence of heaven on earth, and with that arrives the spirit of 5D, a stylish sense of unity, peace, and unconditional love. Call me an optimist but I have an undying faith, that we can do this and make these words a way of life. Think about it. Humans have created civilizations, been to world wars, known recessions and depressions plus battled epidemics and climate change. We get through it all, as we are a resilient race that pulls together when our survival is at stake. Imagine the evolution of this world if we applied the same tenacity and group effort to creating a 'new earth' based on the principles of due care, and compassion, with an amicable spirit of kindness. With a little faith, we could be living our best life, in a world of equal opportunity, maturity, and goodwill. It just takes faith.

~Faith builds bridges from soul to soul flooding the earth in unified bliss as Heaven cascades to Earth~

Author ~ Linda E Cole (The Divine Feminine)

#faith #faith love #spiritual faith #reincarnation #D

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I’ve seen this thing before on my adventures. It was big. It looked like a 3 foot tall vase and was heavy. Full of stuff. But it’s mine now!!!!!

The Enchanted Chalice is a legendary artifact steeped in rich folklore and mystical tales. It is believed to possess immense power and magical properties that have captivated the imaginations of people for centuries.

The origins of the Enchanted Chalice remain shrouded in mystery, yet numerous accounts, legends, and myths surround its creation. According to one popular legend, it was forged by a renowned sorcerer who sought to channel the cosmic energies of the universe into a physical vessel. The result was the creation of this extraordinary chalice, imbued with a potent enchantment that granted it incredible abilities.

The Enchanted Chalice is said to possess the power of healing, capable of mending the most grievous wounds and curing even the most virulent diseases. Its uplifting energies are believed to have the ability to rejuvenate and restore vitality to those who drink from it. In times of great need, it is said that the chalice can even bestow immortality, offering eternal life to those deemed worthy.

Legends also suggest that the Enchanted Chalice has the power to grant wishes. It is said that if one gazes upon the chalice with a pure heart and utters their deepest desire, it may be granted. However, caution is advised when wielding such a power, as the consequences of one's desires may be unpredictable and far-reaching.

Throughout history, the Enchanted Chalice has been sought after by kings, queens, adventurers, and scholars alike. Its allure lies not only in its extraordinary powers but also in its symbolic representation of wisdom, purity, and divine connection. Many believe that the chalice holds the key to unlocking hidden knowledge and spiritual enlightenment.

Numerous quests and journeys have been undertaken in search of the Enchanted Chalice. Tales of brave knights, cunning witches, and intrepid explorers embarking on perilous adventures to locate this mystical artifact have been passed down through generations.

However, the Enchanted Chalice remains elusive, often appearing to those who truly need its powers rather than those who simply seek it for personal gain. It seems to possess a consciousness of its own, choosing its worthy recipients and guiding their paths towards enlightenment and self-discovery.

While the Enchanted Chalice may exist solely within the realm of legends and folklore, its enduring allure and the lessons it imparts through the tales surrounding it continue to fascinate and inspire. It serves as a reminder of the infinite possibilities that lie within the realms of magic and imagination.

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"The Luminary Constellations" Celestial Map

Section 1: Introduction to the Celestial Map The opening section of "The Luminary Constellations" Celestial Map introduces readers to the grand tapestry of the night sky. Through intricate cartography and celestial artistry, the map unveils a vast array of constellations that have fascinated astronomers and dreamers for centuries. This section provides an overview of the map's purpose and the celestial wonders it contains.

Section 2: Mapping the Zodiac In this section, the Celestial Map delves into the twelve signs of the zodiac, each represented by a distinct constellation. Through detailed illustrations and annotations, readers gain insight into the characteristics and symbolism associated with each zodiac sign. The map guides seekers of celestial wisdom to unlock the secrets held within the alignment of the stars and their impact on human lives.

Section 3: Majestic Constellations Within this section, the Celestial Map showcases some of the most majestic and recognizable constellations. From Orion's belt, with its three bright stars forming an iconic celestial hunter, to Ursa Major, the Great Bear that guides lost wanderers, the map offers intricate depictions and celestial narratives of these celestial wonders. Each constellation is accompanied by explanatory notes, mythology, and their significance in various cultures.

Section 4: Celestial Mythology Delving deeper into the mythology and folklore of the stars, this section of the Celestial Map unveils the captivating tales behind the constellations. Readers are immersed in a world of gods, goddesses, and legendary heroes, as they explore the stories that have been woven into the fabric of the night sky. The map's annotations provide cultural perspectives, poetic descriptions, and profound insights into the enduring myths that continue to inspire wonder and imagination.

Section 5: Astral Navigation and Stellar Movements Navigating the vast expanse of the cosmos requires an understanding of the celestial mechanics that govern the movement of stars and planets. In this section, the Celestial Map introduces readers to the principles of astral navigation, celestial coordinates, and the cycles of planetary motion. Detailed diagrams and explanations elucidate the patterns and rhythms that guide astronomers and explorers across the celestial realm.

Section 6: Exoplanetary Discoveries Advances in astronomy have expanded our understanding of the universe and uncovered the existence of exoplanets beyond our solar system. This section of the Celestial Map highlights notable exoplanetary discoveries, featuring the constellations and star systems where these distant worlds reside. Accompanying descriptions provide information on their unique characteristics, potential habitability, and the tantalizing possibilities they present for future exploration.

Section 7: Celestial Phenomena and Events The Celestial Map dedicates this section to the captivating celestial phenomena that grace the night sky. From meteor showers and eclipses to rare planetary alignments, this section offers a guide to observing and understanding these extraordinary events. The map's annotations provide dates, times, and locations for optimal viewing, as well as scientific explanations and cultural interpretations associated with these celestial wonders.

Section 8: Stellar Symbology and Astrology Venturing into the realm of symbolism and astrology, this section explores the connection between the celestial bodies and their influence on human lives. The Celestial Map presents interpretations of planetary alignments and astrological aspects, providing insights into personality traits, compatibility, and life themes associated with each celestial configuration. It offers a guide for those seeking to navigate their personal journeys through the lens of astrology.

Section 9: Cosmic Mysteries and Unknown Phenomena In this section, the Celestial Map delves into the mysteries and enigmas that continue to perplex astronomers and ignite the imagination. It showcases celestial phenomena yet to be fully understood, such as dark matter, black holes, and

cosmic rays. The map offers glimpses into ongoing research and theories surrounding these cosmic mysteries, inviting readers to contemplate the vast unknown that lies beyond our reach.

Section 10: Starlore and Astrological Practices This section of the Celestial Map invites readers to explore starlore and astrological practices from diverse cultures around the world. It highlights different astrological systems, celestial calendars, and star-based traditions, revealing the rich tapestry of human understanding and reverence for the stars. The map's annotations provide cultural context, historical significance, and the interplay between astronomical observations and spiritual beliefs.

Section 11: Celestial Harmonies Moving beyond individual constellations, this section unveils the interconnectedness and harmonies that emerge when observing the night sky as a whole. The Celestial Map offers visual representations and celestial harmonies, such as celestial alignments, geometric patterns, and cosmic symmetries. It invites readers to perceive the celestial realm as a unified, awe-inspiring orchestra of celestial bodies.

Section 12: Celestial Guidance and Reflection The final section of the Celestial Map invites readers to reflect on their personal connection to the stars and the profound beauty of the universe. It provides space for journaling, noting celestial observations, and contemplating the wisdom and inspiration derived from the cosmic realm. This section encourages readers to embark on their own celestial journey, using the map as a tool for introspection, growth, and a deeper connection to the celestial wonders that grace our night sky.

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"The Beekeeper." From the Chandogya Upanishad, the Exploration of the Mysteries of the Priesthood.

Chapter XI − The Result of the Meditation on the Honey

1 Now, after having risen thence upwards, it (i.e. the sun) rises and sets no more. It remains alone in the centre. And on this there is the following verse:

2 "There (i.e. in Brahmaloka) (the world of the subtle) the sun neither rises nor sets at any time. O ye gods, if this is true, may I never fall from Brahman (the unseen aspects of God’s Work)!"

3 Verily, for him who thus knows this Brahma−Upanishad, the sun does not rise or set. For him it is day for ever.

4 This doctrine Brahma told to Prajapati, Prajapati to Manu, Manu to his offspring. And to Uddalaka Aruni this doctrine of Brahman was narrated by his father.

5 A father may therefore tell that doctrine of Brahman to his eldest son to a worthy disciple.

6 It must not be told to anyone else, even if he should offer one the whole sea−girt earth, full of treasure; for this doctrine is worth more an that, yea, it is worth more.

The Indian Creation Myth states that First there was nothing, called the Brahman, which is a kind of infinite library of all that might or could happen in the realm of the finite.

Though not entirely accurate, we say it is “God’s Deep Dream State”

As God Awakens, the universe is projected instantly and spontaneously across an infinite canvass. The shapes and forms, cosmic laws and gods pop into existence.

The First of these is called “Prajapati” “Maker of All” or Gauri “Very White”.

Gauri approached the first man, whose name was Manu (which means “wise one”) and said She wanted to instruct him in the Vedas and Upanishads so that humanity could be successful.

Manu dictated the Vedas and Upanishads and taught them to his students who taught them to theirs.

This is why we say the Mother of Creation was also the Mother of All Knowledge, the Supreme Guru and Author of the World’s Spiritual Verses, which we call “Honey”.

The result of the honey, which feeds the bees and keeps the hive going for generations. Hives that engage in prejudice, war, or are lazy, sloppy, filthy, and do not provide for each other, do not last even one season. The same is true with scripture, the virual honey which has not in one instance from any tradition condoned our current behaviors.

We were not give life by the Supreme Being to to ravage this world and beat and shit on each other like little kids whose parents do not mind the household.

Meditate on this in your mind.

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SEND ME ASKS ABOUT MY STORIES (PLZ :3)

Hey.

Send me asks about my stories. Please for the love of God. I need to talk about my stories. Here, I'll give synopsis of each one!!

Badrigulay

A not-so-human creature awakens in a dark castle in a forest as deep as it is old. Their realm is in chaos, demons have come to claim the souls of it's people to take to their realm for slave labor and punishment. Badrigulay, our nature-goddess hero, must put a stop to this and reclaim the lost souls of the Garden of Eden. The overweight dragon god of souls, life, nature, and the very essence of this world has a lot of work ahead of them.

The Fable Lands

Life is simple for Blumure Murduesong. Their sterile human life remains monotonous and safe within the walls of Capital West, one of six human cities upon Earth. All there have ever been is humanity, and that's all that will ever be. But nobody knows about his imaginary friend he's kept secret all this time. The painted dragon, Kolena. She helps take care of him and keep him company. But the Church of the Immutable Form does not tolerate any shape besides human. Blumure may be changed forever by the unknowable darkness of night, outside the walls of Capital West.

Rather Be Dragon

Eleni Bellum, a boy who has always longed to be more than human, maybe even a dragon, wakes up in the body of an ancient, morbidly obese, time-manipilating Mercury dragon after dreaming of receiving a porcelain dragon masked inscribed with the name Somastra. They meet a gravity dragon named Sid with a cracked mask similar to theirs who has forgotten their past and seeks friendship and safety with others. They want to escape the danger and darkness of the layer of filth they both woke up in, so they must go on a journey to navigate the dimensions and realms of elements and intensities that surround our universe, seemingly created by dragons, so they can get back to Earth safely with their bodies and minds still intact.

Lossery

Two employees of a digital flower shop that exists in the atomic virtual universe, the Omnisrete, have to deal with the horrible wickedness of their capitalist overlords and find ways to survive and fight back against unjust punishment, horrible labor laws, and lack of breaks. Yarrow, the huge strawberry cow, has trouble remembering who she was and loses consciousness when trying to think to hard. Dillard, the lanky blackberry armadillo, tries to take care of her friend but can't do much against the bosses and rules and mysterious lack of infrastructure and resources this job expects them to have but is absent like erased code from the flower fields they work in. Will they survive this digital hellscape to understand who they are and why they're here?

No Kobolds on Unia

On a planet where goblins have Snapchat and dwarves have perfected fracking and oil drilling, the modern fantasy world of Asbreicha is teeming with life, people, and technology. One kobold, Squeesha Firefoot, has recently been dumped by her long-time boyfriend who is going off to the esteemed college of Bridleheart to pursue an education in historical research. Wanting to impress her ex, she follows in his footsteps to try and get his attention and love back, only to fall in love with ancient history of the world she calls home. Myths and legends give way to historical record and fact. Once upon a time, magic existed in these lands, but an ancient threat required that power sealed off from the universe. Squeesha vows she will understand more about this history for herself, and goes to Unia on the first-ever Bridleheart historical expedition to look for clues surrounding a mysterious relic known only as The Black Door. What will she find there, and will it change life as she knows it forever?

Lmao I love how at the end there the synopsis get really long. Honestly the stories are in order of oldest to newest so there's different levels of development between them.

Anyway please let me know if you're curious about any of these a little more!!! I'm so happy to share cuz I've got so many ideas and written a lot already.

#my art #my stories #kissy sanguine #author #furry author #furry stories

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Homestuck's Gnosticism: The Conflict

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That Homestuck is "a Gnostic story" seems to be widespread knowledge, but I think there's limited understanding as to what that actually entails. often you'll hear that Roxy and Jade "have Gnostic themes" about them thanks to their chumhandles, but little elaboration on the matter.

The central cosmic conflict in Gnosticism is between two aspects of God, each with their own worlds; the feminine aspect, called 'wisdom' or Sophia, represents the world of the spiritual, while the ignorant masculine Yaldabaoth rules over the physical, the world of the flesh. This is also Homestuck's central cosmic conflict (Yaldabaoth's in-person appearance being but a small clue), and most readers will be able to identify the basic shapes these two forces take in the comic; the motherly female Muse oversees Space, and is locked in eternal combat with her brother the patriarchal Lord of Time.

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It's common to hear of Space and Time represented as the aspects of creation and destruction respectively, and this holds true to a point. But something that is crucial to understand is that while the Muse of Space is ostensibly our heroine, and the Lord of Time is our primary villain, creation and destruction are, in and of themselves, morally neutral acts. Indeed, the Muse's ultimate spell is not to truly create anything, or even to put an end to the Lord's destruction, but to condemn him to the same destruction for all eternity.

This is because, while creation versus destruction is the battlefield on which much of Homestuck takes place, Homestuck is only superficially "about" creation and destruction. The creation myth serves as a backdrop to the personal arcs of the characters, but also as a veil hanging over deeper themes.

A notable example of a force that obfuscates the morality of creation and destruction - and a force literally hidden behind a Veil of secrecy at that - is the Noble Circle of Horrorterrors. Described as "Evil Gods Who Oppose Skaia" and its ultimate goal of creation, in truth it is impossible to know for sure whether these gods are "evil" or not. That way lies madness, in much the same way trying to decode Homestuck as a morality story of creation versus destruction can never bear true fruit. If the 48 signs of the Alternian sky are to be believed, the Horrorterrors were themselves once creators; seemingly they only oppose creation now in order to prevent the rise of the Lord of Time, whose destructive tendencies they, too, fall victim to.

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The Gnostic Lord of Time, Yaldabaoth, is not a destroyer. On the contrary, he's a demiurge; a craftsman. Not a creator, per se, but one who takes materials and turns them into something else. As the axiom goes, there is essentially nothing new in paradox space. "[I]n this particular fictional realm, and especially where alchemy is concerned, the fundamental ideas the objects represent are more important than the objects themselves" (Homestuck: Book 3: Act 4, p. 335): something cannot be created from nothing, only transmuted from an existing list of ideas hard coded into reality.

This is what makes Yaldabaoth truly evil; not for destroying the spiritual world, but for transmuting it down from its pure essence into a corrupted form where sin and suffering are allowed to exist. And so too is this the sin of Yaldabaoth's favourite protege Lord English. Homestuck's worst kept secret is that Lord English's tendency to destroy, and sometimes kill characters we by all rights shouldn't care about, is not the thing that must be stopped. What must be rectified is what he has already done to reality. Beforus was once a peaceful, spiritual world, where the physically strong acted as protectors over the spiritually enlightened; but when English "rewrote everything" it became a planet where the dominantly male cool blooded castes subjugate the warmer castes, suppressing spirituality. And each subsequent world spawned from this corrupted universe would too be corrupted; merely killing Lord English would not be enough. A new, uncorrupted spiritual world - a foretold paradise planet - needs to be created.

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < everything that ever happens to every version of you is an important part of your ultimate self... like a superceding bodyless and timeless persona that crosses the boundaries of paradox space and unlike god tiers or bubble ghosts or whatever, it really IS immortal

As Homestuck exists in a fictional realm, the act of crafting a world out of ideas also becomes the act of crafting a story. This is why Scratch is called a "nefarious alt-author" (Homestuck: Book 4: Act 5 Act 1, p. 184), English "arguably is me [Andrew Hussie], but detached from the literal AH persona by several layers of symbolism" (Homestuck: Book 6: Act 5 Act 2 Part 2, p. 71), and their retelling of the ancestor story is "troll fanfiction": Caliborn, as taught to him by Yaldabaoth, is telling a story where he is God, and everyone else is merely trapped playing the roles he assigns them. The purity of the blank page behind Homestuck, that "well of potential from which every conceivable possibility arises" accessible only to John after interacting with Caliborn's ultimate weapon, is corrupted by the placement of words upon it.

Thus is the Homestuck cast's preoccupation with "ascension". To reach the god tiers is to become one with one's dream body, something which "kind of operate[s] outside the normal time continuum" and can share information across all versions of a person; which is why the moon insignia of the dreamer appears on the chests of the sprites squared. This is the basis of the Ultimate Self, one's pure essence as it exists in Plato's world of ideas; the untarnished version of someone that exists outside of any fictionalised account of them, malevolent and otherwise.

Not to lose sight of the gendered conflict at the center of all of this; to say that the feminine aligns with the "good" spirit and the masculine with the "evil" flesh is not to say that the genders of our heroes places them on either side of some cosmic chess board. Vriska speculates that the game of Sburb seeks players "right around the cusp of sexual maturity", going on to make the assumption that this is because Skaia has a breeding program in mind for its children from the beginning. But knowing that Sburb being about breeding is entirely a smoke screen, we can see that its fixation on pubescence isn't about reproduction, or even about sex at all; what Skaia wants is heroes who haven't yet fully formed a sexual identity. Ascending to godhood is intrinsically linked to the act of growing up, because at the cusp of adulthood heroes are at the perfect stage to shed off the evil flesh. This doesn't necessarily mean shedding off maleness entirely, only the oppressive trappings of maleness established by Lord English as the patriarch of Alternia (and by his servants and disciples like Dave's bro, who instill in children a toxic version of what masculinity should be); but it naturally makes perfect sense for our protagonist to be troubled by the overwhelming expectations of masculinity and tend toward femaleness instead.

John: Zoom in.

As a final aside, viewing the primary threat in Homestuck as a masculine corrupting force, we can extrapolate parallels with various other forms of corruption and oppression . In as much as Jake serves as a proto-Lord English - Caliborn 'jacks Jake's swagger' just as much as he follows in the footsteps of Yaldabaoth - his habits of settling uninhabited islands and filling his grandiose homes with cultural artifacts looted from eastern tombs paints him as something of a coloniser; suggesting that Lord English's corruption is in essence colonialism, a force that corrupts foreign cultures, forcing them to adhere to the coloniser's own narrative, transmuting existing societies into strata of race, or blood colour, or binary genders. The Alternians could be said to have not only been corrupted but "colonised".

An alternative, perhaps more modern, reinterpretation of the Gnostic masculine-versus-feminine conflict might even reinterpret Sophia as precolonial androgyny, and Yaldabaoth as a gendering force; a narrative not incompatible with that presented in Plato's Symposium, where primordial androgynes are torn into gendered halves by the worship-hungry Zeus, just as English takes the very ideas of our heroes and splits them into multiple fictions, across scratches, across timelines, through his dominion over Time. In either case, it is the Lord of Time's enforcement of his gender narrative upon reality that forms the central conflict of the comic; to the point where escaping gender, escaping the confines of the comic, and becoming the true version of oneself all become synonymous goals; the goal of knowing the truth behind the lie, attaining the Gnostic gnosis.

#homestuck #analysis #gender #ultimate self #lord english