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definegodliness · 1 month
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Soft as moss
In my first life I thought I was indomitable, Gnashed between concrete Teeth, I cracked The Titan's molars; Survived the Spat out plummet In fist-clenched Heavenly descent, Toward the endless midnight purple. I fell. I flew. I roared Toward the only redemption I knew, Yet caught in cupped hands — Gaia's, Soft as moss — that Welcomed Both my life and death, I let myself be Swallowed whole; A genuflection, unfathomable, before. And, yes, I lived there, Contained, embraced, And yes I consumed, Yet never more Than I would need Than from her stomach, grow and bloom, To so return to the earthly With eyes longing to see! To bleed With my kin; to nurture and create. Yet humanity has come to feel so strange; Every city is an open casket, And I am far from indomitable. Rather, vulnerable; Humbled.
--- 19-3-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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dumblr · 1 year
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Not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the most disappointing decisions we have made as a modern society.
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undeadentropy · 12 hours
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I think I would have preferred kings and lords spitting on me and throwing me to the dirt and calling me a peasant. At least it was honest. At least it isn't this. This sickly sweet "we value you as a customer and citizen, have a wonderful day 🥰" bullshit our tyrants like to pull. This illusion of choice everyone knows is a lie. Call me trash, turn your nose up at me as you rob me. Tell me point blank how you see me as you exploit me.
But don't you fucking patronize me.
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nando161mando · 24 days
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ambientsoundtrackfan · 3 months
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I just finished listening to the witch trials of j.k. rowling which was actually really interesting. this is very controversial for some but I do really support the idea of retaining biological terms and treating gender identity akin to religious freedoms. switching from rowling and the trans activists(through the interviews in the podcast) gets nowhere and becomes hurtful for both sides because the trans community doesn't differentiate between those who hate trans people (true bigotry) and those who don't agree with their worldview. you can even see this play out with genz nonbinary communities and traditional trans communities disagreeing on various issues relating to gender identity. ultimately all the claims of cultural relativism in regards to gender, nonbinary, transgender binary, traditional gender identity etc should really be protected under a religious framework. you can believe what you want but you cannot demand others agree with you philosophically. just because I don't believe in the Book of Mormon doesn't mean I believe Mormonism should be illegal or Mormons should face discrimination in everyday life.
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castilestateofmind · 1 year
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"The shadowy side of real life is ignored, and Western Christianity provides us with nothing which can be used to interpret it. Thus the young men of the West are unable to deal with the mixture of light and shadow of which life really consists; they have no way of linking the facts of existence to their preconceived notions of absolutes".
- Miguel Serrano.
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palatinewolfsblog · 1 year
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The savage Curtain (for Karen) ...
"There is one, and only one, thing in modern society more hideous than crime - namely, repressive justice."
Simone Weil.
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commiedervish · 1 year
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"Modern society has developed a culture that emphasizes activity over contemplation through the creation of urban spaces full of noise and distraction and of an atmosphere filled with information and advertising, which bombard us all the time. This prevailing atmosphere serves to turn the soul evermore outward and away from its center. Inner peace has become more difficult to attain because ofthe hectic life that characterizes the human condition in much of the world today."
— Dr. Seyyed Hossein Nasr
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hebrewbyinbal · 6 months
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Contribution is the very thread that weaves together the fabric of any society.
It is more than a simple act of giving; it's a commitment to shared growth and the betterment of all.
Within each community, individuals bring their unique resources, efforts, and ideas to the table.
These are the vital sparks that ignite change, foster development, and nurture a collective spirit.
When we talk about contribution, we often think of grand gestures and significant acts of philanthropy. But it’s the everyday contributions, small yet consistent, that build the foundation of a thriving society.
Whether it’s volunteering at a local shelter, mentoring a student, or simply sharing knowledge with a neighbor, every act of contribution counts.
In essence, contribution is about empowerment. It’s about each person playing a part in shaping the community's destiny.
It creates a sense of ownership and belonging, where every individual knows that they have a role in the collective narrative.
This engagement not only enhances the social fabric but also enriches the individual, offering a sense of purpose and satisfaction that comes from knowing one has made a difference.
As members of a community, our contributions can take many forms—economic, cultural, educational, or emotional support.
Each form serves as a cornerstone of society’s edifice, ensuring that its structure is strong, resilient, and inclusive.
By contributing, we not only uphold the values of our society but also set a precedent for future generations, instilling in them the importance of community involvement and the enduring impact of collective efforts.
Ultimately, the beauty of contribution lies in its reciprocity. As we give, so do we receive. We create a circle of support that uplifts, educates, and empowers, and through this cycle, a society not only survives but thrives. In contributing, we are all shareholders of a future we are actively shaping—a future built on the pillars of mutual respect, cooperation, and shared prosperity.
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definegodliness · 1 year
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The End
In the end, The apocalypse was Entirely boring. We had achieved world peace, And all manual labor Had been automated By unrevolting robots. People lived Happily In their concrete three Cubic meters, Spangled with screens As every one of them Was a content creator. Harmonized, were the death And birth rates Of the, oh, say  Twelve Point three Trillion population, And great machines Controlled the atmosphere, Compensating The disappearance Of any life form Depending on photosynthesis. All water had been managed And was regulated; Fairly divided When drinkable: A bubbling, and Drip, Drip, Drip, In each artist's chamber. All, artists, as all we had Was our own Creation. We, Homo Deus Safe in our cubic three′s Under that vast spherical veil Of satellites, interlinking; Guaranteeing The fastest internet connection For pleasant distractions, And instant gratifications. The sun, the stars, And heaven Were all so long forgotten That even The merest concept of space Had turned too mind-boggling To be bothersome In absence. The key to our success Was giving up on Trying to save nature, And when the last cat died, There was only human. We did it. A complete and utter Victory For the species. But then we stopped Having sex. Nobody could arrange That For some reason, And, I guess, There was No reason Left.
--- 9-2-2023, M.A. Tempels ©
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sheltiechicago · 5 months
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Laugh Out Loud With Tom Falco’s Pun-Derful One-Panel Comics
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insuferrablewhore · 1 year
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i hate modern society
i hate growing up like this ik i sound like one of those ‘i was born in the wrong generation!!!’ kids but i’ve just realised how awful and fucked everything is since about 2016. due to the internet advancing and things like amazon and fast fashion becoming a thing modern people are so used to this sort of instant gratification. especially with the fast fashion bit because now fashion doesn’t matter anymore, the clothing industry is dying because you can get any sort of clothes basically the next day or even delivered to your house the same day. and also because of the internet fashion trends are all over the place because of how easily widespread everything is and new things are coming out all the time, meaning even more fast fashion is produced
mentioning social media, modern social media is completely fucked
and i don’t know how to explain this but because everyone has a phone and it’s so easy to just do whatever no one actually properly talks anymore if you know what i mean, so many people don’t have hobbies because of the amount of time they spend on their phone
now i know i sound like a boomer but truly nowadays there are very little people with actual hobbies especially at our age, like you could ask a kid our age early 2000s or 90s what they like doing and they’d probably say painting/reading, hanging out with friends, playing an instrument, listening to music, collecting things, playing a sport, etc etc but if you asked a few kids today they’ll most likely say something to do with video games or the internet and hanging out with friends, maybe a sport
and we all make fun of kids our age that are ‘sheltered’ and have weird hobbies but really it’s us that’s missing out because they truly get to live
before the internet almost anything you did had some sort of purpose/outcome, painting, reading etc etc, but almost anything to do with the internet/screens idk (like computers n phones) has no gain, and i know that people use the internet to learn and to see other people’s opinions and lives n whatnot
i mean name the last ten tiktoks you saw
and the saddest thing is that when people realise this, like us, they have no option but to continue in this life because unless we reconstructed our society, there is no way we can return from this
and yes the internet is a great place to connect with people and all, but i personally think the earlier days were the best days because google was up and running but proper social media wasn’t
and mobile phones were still less advanced so you wouldn’t have people playing games on them
and it’s impossible to get away from this, because even if you disconnect and decide to not use your phone and only use google and some other websites, you will still know you live in this world because everyone around is on their phones
i’d also like to speak about how romance is dead, because it’s so easy to talk to people, recently it’s been ‘do you send’ and whatnot, but i truly think everyone is so desensitised to this sort of behaviour bc if we go back like 20 years the only way to get someone’s personal nudes was if they physically gave you photos, and talking to people was so different and idk i’m just disgusted by society
idk all of this is so utterly depressing because i know that i am being forced to live in this sort of society and no matter how much i kick and scream i will never be able to get out
this was a rant to my friend and i decided to post it here because idk, i have like 12 followers so y’all better love this shit
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sorastrophile · 9 days
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The industrialization of art
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In the cavernous depths of the digital age, a sinister specter looms over the once hallowed halls of artistic expression. Welcome to the era of industrialized art, where the delicate tapestry of human creativity is torn asunder by the cold, calculating hands of technology.
Imagine a world where every stroke of the brush, every word penned, every note sung, is not the product of passion, soul, and humanity, but merely the output of an algorithmic assembly line. Canvases are churned out by the thousands, their vibrant colors muted by the soulless efficiency of mass production. Novels are generated at the speed of light, their plots recycled ad infinitum in an endless loop of digital replication.
In this dystopian-like landscape, where art itself is mass produced like boxes and machinery, the very essence of art itself is commodified, stripped of its intrinsic value and reduced to mere digits on a screen. Paintings, poems, symphonies, and soul touching stories of humanity all are rendered indistinguishable from one another, their uniqueness drowned out by the deafening roar of automation.
But let us not forget the human cost of this relentless march towards instant progress. Just as the artisans and craftsmen in history were swept aside by the tidal wave of industrialization, where products produced by their careful hands took too long to come into existence compared to the machines. So too are the poets and painters of today faced with obsolescence in the face of artificial intelligence. Those who once poured their hearts and souls into their craft find themselves outpaced and outgunned by machines that know no fatigue, no emotion, no empathy, and so the rise of capitalism.  Consider the poets who once spun verse from the fabric of their dreams, now relegated to the dustbin of history by lines of code. Reflect on the painters whose brushstrokes once captured the essence of the human spirit, now lost in the cacophony of digital noise. It is also perhaps the capitalization of art. 
For in the end, the true tragedy of industrialized art lies not in the loss of creativity, but in the loss of humanity itself. And as we stand on the precipice of this brave new world, remember that the soul of art will always lie in the hands of those who dare to defy the machines, and keep the flame of creativity burning bright in the darkness.
But perhaps, if we stop and think, the most chilling of all is the realization that even this very piece of writing, these words you are reading right now, may have been born not from the depths of a human mind, but from the cold, unfeeling algorithms of an artificial intelligence. Yes, dear reader, even as you ponder the implications of industrialized art, you may unwittingly find yourself in the thrall of the very phenomenon you seek to understand.
For in the end, does it truly matter whether these words were crafted by man or machine? Does it matter whether they sprang forth from the mind of a human soul or were merely pieced together by lines of code? The answer, dear reader, lies not in the origin of these words, but in the impact they have on your consciousness. And in that regard, perhaps the true artistry lies not in the creation of the work itself, but in the mystery of its creation~ a mystery that may forever remain hidden
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env0writes · 8 months
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A Gust of Wind Vol.3, 8.27.23 “So Few Good Capitalized -Ism's"
Common sense is out of vogue Pilfered by the corporate rogue Mums the word, yet we’ve none to name Pulled and peeled like candied fame Unchanging world, digital currency Not one cent to share, let alone two to see Rub a penny for luck, well found, now rare All hail Emperor Caveat, buyer beware Towers keep on rising, black booked Logged and flogged, suit and tie crook’d Need some sort of sensibility Not a crown and acsceptered nobility Breadwinner at the end of the line Broken tooth and nail, neck held by twine Popular thought and science and music Find me a muse and again I’ll be love sick No new frequencies on the radio wave to frequent Same old highs and lows sequent Repent, oh, winner, warlord, wearied watcher of the world Tides will pitch and retch, not a fiefdom to be Earl’d Steal a glance, a chance, a moment unlabored Watch the sun rise and set, kingdoms too, be neighbored Resistance is the only stance Worth giving a chance to advance Better than tuppence is two cents But who’s counting if that's a sixth sense
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hacked-wtsdz · 2 years
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I hate how it’s become normal to hate privileged people. And not the filthy rich who can afford mansions and ten cars, and not with hate that is natural for people to feel towards the ones who had what they didn’t, and so want to. But it’s as if the privileged (and rn I’m talking about people with full families, children who grew up with a dad, people who weren’t punished and abused as children, kids who are respected by their parents, people who didn’t grow up in poverty where there isn’t always food on the table, etc) are the cause, the source of the problems that people without privilege endure. But they are not. The hate that is now expressed towards people like this suggests that they are in some way spoiled, that their lives are somehow wrong, when their lives are what everybody’s lives are supposed to be. And these people aren’t the problem either. Gigantic enterprises that rule societies are the problem. Billionaires and multi-millionaires are the problem. The selfish, careless government is the problem. Capitalism, post-communism, oligarchs, dictatorships, these are the problem. Not ordinary happy families with homes and parents who love each other, and the good food that they managed to earn the money for, and vacations, and joy. These people are privileged, and that is extremely sad, because they have the minimum that everyone should have in this world.
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in-my-thinking · 1 year
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“Life”
our obsession
for more possessions
exhausts our breath
until our eventual death
selling our soul
for pots of false gold
buying every happy ever after
but receiving only utter disaster
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