#spiritual writing

[gemrose]

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[vacantwoodsenthusiast]

"God" for I have no other name to call them, is not like the Christian God of the Bible. They are not a man in the sky. My God who I am devoted to is the embodiment of the divine love. As in the love a tree has for the earth and the vultures love the carcass. Love that is dirty and messy and violent and voracious. This is not biblical sterile love. My God's goal is to devour and be devoured. Love as an act of violence. Love as consumption. Divine androgynous love. Creator of the King under the Hill and the venusian Lady of the Primordial Waters. The Bacchus/Christian like sacrificed God, consumed by their devotees to taste and worship divinity at its more primal and personal.

#unrecorded gods #folk magic #personal gnosis #devotional writings #spiritual writing #consumption #hunger #divine love

[throughmoseye]

God.

“For the sake of my heart I’ll write these lines

I’ll tell the truth about my trying times

I hope you’ll understand me in these simple rhymes

Ascension was hard it was growth that I needed

Now I sit where I’m needed

All I had to do was just sit

All I had to do was just see it

Now I return from my grave,

It’s only Grace that I crave

But I didn’t know the truth of my past, I didn’t know that I could be brave

That I could behave, that I had lost faith

See God held my hand, as I sunk to the bottom

Never left me to die as I lost myself in Sodom

Gomorrah became my best friend till I was engulfed in the fires of Eden,

Lot’s wife told me about Adam, I didn’t know he was a heathen

But God understood us all

He told me to write it down during my fall

So I can rise in the fall

God understood my soul, He understood it all

Then They showed me the truth of their being

God exists in us all

Creation was a story of the power in my mind

Anything can come to exist, when you allow yourself to fall.

So God held onto my hand

And then it was Us against them all.”

Captured by me, written by me.

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[captainkurosolaire]

~ Force Spring ~

As the hour hand ticked spelling time passed, failure continued to clack alongside ever the nerve to wrack, inescapable, calling it all over and quits. Passion when needed in the most needed crisis to overcome the boundary sizzled, once flame now just a disgraceful smog in dissipate. Fall is mandatory. As all things must find replenish until Spring arises again to give a renew. Waiting is all that can be done so is foretold. To be wise is to not question certain elements uncontrollable. Limits tell us when to stop. But when shouldn't it be listened? -- When it jeopardizes your love. Who and what in this existence shouldn't ever be a barrier for you to love as strongly as your vessel can contain, the answer, is nothing upon stars or conception.

To who is most, Words on paper are just that it's no indifferent than any other. Even almost all art has a price-tag.

If there's no payment visibly given for our time, is it worth it? If there's no validation and like given for our time by another, is it worth it? Can bullshit, say none of that matters. But energy is a very limited source.

There isn't a wrong way to create. That's the beauty and all unlock and are capable to excel from their approaches.

For me, the payment I receive isn't something another person can see, or feel instantaneously.

Pain is my attached and cruel mistress, I am eternally with. It's quite the temptress, in compelling a surrender. That question's even fighting.

I have nothing remaining that isn't it for it to steal and siphon enjoyment. My essence of belongings is all but owned.

But to know pain, is to know other pain. And I am responsible to usher life. To nurture and give it air. Things not yet given birth and form, but I am in-charge of and alone am the only one who can do-so, so... why do I allow anything to let more suffer?

It hurts. I hurt but nothing is more remorseful then watching time pass, and your inspiration, creatively, crying out and suffering.

I will be nameless. I can be alone. Used and taken for granted. But I can't do that to what I build, I've always placed creation above so much. For that is my only mark. What I built undertaking my challenges is larger than fathomable. The love I have poured and shared was only a glimpse of what I could be and become. What aches my bones, quakes my mortality, pales in-comparison to the symphony in my heart.

Rage that can't be sedated, festers in the sight of my limit, Because my love isn't done yet to give and showcase. Pain hasn't brought me close enough to death!

#Spiritual Writing #Manifesto of Willpower #Not yet done or happy with giving up on myself or this challenge #Gonna fight for it with my remainder soul #I owe it too much for what it's unlocked within me #My appreciation for the love is heavy

[batm0th]

I am consciousness flowing through a body. I am not the body nor the mind.

#spiritualawakening #spiritual writing #spiritualawareness #spiritual #higherconsciousness #higher vibrations #higher frequency #5d consciousness

[connectingwithsoul]

777 🪄🌌

Just today I realized I hit 777 posts !

Synchronicities.

#celebrating #spirituality #growth #abundance #law of attraction #happy #777 #angel numbers #grateful #creative #spiritual writing

[vodkacranberry]

from cactus and pine by sharlot hall

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[gi4hao]

☆ wonwoo x gn!reader — warnings: mentions of nausea

just wonwoo being completely whipped for his s/o <3

if there’s one thing both wonwoo and you are grateful for, it’s your ability to sleep with noise around.

the clock on your right is displaying 1am, and the last time wonwoo got up from his gaming chair was two hours ago, to bring you a glass of water and kiss you goodnight.

it hadn’t been hard to fall asleep, relaxed by the steady clicks of his fingers on the keyboard and the occasional whirring of the hard drive. but a queasiness seemed to have settled in your stomach, making it much harder to stay asleep.

without even looking at him, you know wonwoo has his headphones on. it’s no use trying to call him, and standing up seems a little too risky right now. with a heavy sigh, you turn to your side to at least catch a glimpse of his focused face and occasional nose scrunches.

“is everything ok?” he asks just a few seconds later, snapping a quick glance at you before looking back at his screen.

“i- how did you know i’m awake?” you ask, and immediately notice how talking makes your nausea feel worse.

with a frown, you put a hand on your stomach, tracing circles on your skin in hope it might make a difference.

“i know everything” wonwoo smiles, still focused on his game. “are you okay?”

“i’m not feeling so good” you reply, trying your best to be loud enough for him to hear you.

and he apparently does, since he lets his headphones rest on his shoulders as he slightly spins his chair to face you. with a worried look, wonwoo silently offers you to come sit on his lap like you often do, sometimes for no particular reason.

you’re quick to reply with a slight shake of your head, your face twisted in an uneasy expression. that’s how he knows you really aren’t feeling well, because you usually never decline this kind of offer.

“need some water? a pill? …me?” he asks, sitting on the edge of the bed after turning his computer off.

in lieu of an actual answer, you simply grab his t-shirt to pull him to bed, making him chuckle in surprise. and the sounds you hear next are more than familiar: him taking his glasses off, folding the arms and gently putting them on the nightstand.

your face is now inches apart from his chest, and you let out a content sigh as his reassuring smell envelops you in a tight hug.

“can i?” he whispers, his fingers slowly lifting the cloth of your t-shirt (well, his t-shirt actually).

you nod, and he lets his hand find its way to your stomach, careful as if you were made of glass. his palm covers much more surface than yours, especially as he starts to rub your skin in slow circles.

“this feels nice” you hum, lulled by the steady lifts of his chest with every breath he takes. “i feel sleepy again.”

“good. try to get some rest baby, i’m not going anywhere” he whispers again, kissing the crown of your head.

wonwoo had not always been one to openly express physical affection, which was okay with you. but the more nights you spent in his company, the more he offered to cuddle you to sleep. and it was often in the early hours of the morning, when you woke up with your limbs intertwined, that you realized just how much you meant to him.

“but what about your game?” you ask, looking up at him in an attempt to make out his features. “you were close to winning, weren’t you?”

hearing those words, wonwoo lifts his free hand to the side of your face, tracing a gentle line along your cheek. it that moment, it feels as if the room is filled with the warmth of his affection.

“i’m pretty sure i already won” he replies, kissing the tip of your nose, an evident smile in his voice.

requests are open!

#writing this healed me on a spiritual level #my soul is cleansed #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo comfort #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines

[histhoughtslately]

Listen up! You already have this superpower. Stop letting people’s shitty perceptions be your kryptonite! You are way too strong and intelligent for their obvious tactics! 💫

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[bookjunkiez]

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[gemrose]

#meeta ahluwalia #meetaahluwalia #spirituality #nature #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #poetry #zen poetry #moon poem #moon poetry #short poem #short poetry #poems #daily poem #spiritual writing #spiritual awakening #spiritual journey

[leonardospoetry]

The heart knows a secret  the mind can’t grasp.  A poem that’ll always  remain unwritten.

#poetry #poem #spirituality #quote #original #writing #leonardo s. #mind #thoughts

[polyhedric-dimension]

I was stuck in the space between terror and awe

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[harrowharkwife]

i'm so used to there just being random unidentified bones laying around everywhere in these damn books that it finally occurred to me, just now, to wonder where the bones on new rho came from. y'know, the bones palamedes always tried to teach nona necromancy on.

they're his.

palamedes, who always loved teaching, living on borrowed time in a body that's not his own. palamedes, mentoring, teaching- parenting, by sixth standards, mind you. and that boy is sixth, through and through.

and the entire point of teaching nona necromancy in the first place was to try and determine if nona is, well, nonagesimus, right? so it has to be bones, it can't not be bones. bones are, like, her whole thing.

but they're not in the nine houses, anymore. things are different, on new rho.

they burn bones here. dig up the cemeteries. a society terrified of zombies will evolve to dispose of its dead differently.

the only bones he has access to now are his own. (camilla wouldn't let anyone take them- skull or hand, doesn't matter. they're still him, and she doesn't let go, remember? it's her one thing.)

palamedes woke up every morning wearing someone else's body to then gently place the shrapnel of his own in the cupped palms of a girl who's the closest thing he'll ever have to a daughter and try to teach her- how did the angel put it, again? normal school, as much as possible, for as long as possible.

(but hey, in a roundabout way, at least it's a chance for him to touch camilla again, right? nevermind that she's not there to feel any of it because he's in the driver's seat, that he can only stay for fifteen minutes at a time. it's atoms that belong to camilla touching atoms that used to belong to him, and that's close enough. he'll take what he can get, these days- if she can be their flesh, he can be the end. so what if holding his own bones is a mindfuck? so what if looking at them makes him nauseous? surely he can suck it up and deal with it for fifteen minutes. it's the least he can do— his poor camilla was the one who had to scrape the bloody pulp of them off the floors of canaan house.)

(speaking of, here's a fun fact: we actually only see nona practicing with the bones one time, on-page. camilla's final line in that scene, before palamedes takes over, is none other than: 'keep going. there are some bones left.' ow!)

remember, too, that the only part of dulcinea, the real dulcinea, that palamedes ever physically touched, was her tooth- the one that ianthe gave him, pulled from the ashes cytherea burnt her down to. he only ever touched dulcie once, and it wasn't until after she was already gone, but that doesn't matter- it still happened, and you can't take loved away.

in this same roundabout, bittersweet, by-proxy sort of way, palamedes has been physically touched by nona, too: the atoms she currently occupies, touching atoms that he used to occupy, and never will again.

the main interaction we've seen between palamedes and his mother took place back on the sixth, with her acting as mentor and him as pupil: the two of them studying a set of hand bones, juno encouraging him every step of the way.

we know that harrowhark's "most vivid memory of her mother was of her hands guiding harrow's over an inexpertly rendered portion of skull, her fingers encircling the fat baby bracelets of harrow's wrists, tightening this cuff to indicate correct technique."

they're still small for a nineteen year old, but the wrists are bigger, in this new set of memories nona's making. and it's not an inexpertly rendered portion of skull anymore- it's a hand, now, albeit one crafted from [a piece of skull reassembled (painstakingly—passionately—laboriously reassembled) from fragments, manually, and not by a bone magician, from the skull of someone who, soon after death or symptomatically during, had exploded.] and the identity and origin of these bones is no mystery at all. they belong to palamedes, and he's consented to their use for this purpose, and that matters.

but the details are just set dressing, really. the foundation of the memory is the same.

palamedes and his mother, juno and her son.

harrow and her mother; pelleamena and her daughter.

nona and her father-mother-teacher; palamedes and his daughter.

#these fucking books. every 2-3 business days i'll find some new detail to be insane about #this post took me like three hours to write. what the fuck #palamedes sextus #nona the ninth #the locked tomb #nona #palamedes the sixth #tlt #ntn #camilla hect #tlt spoilers #pal honey. im :( :( :( #spiritually that man is a MOM okay! there's a reason tamsyn specifically assigned him the same imagery in this scene #that she's been using to represent crucial bonding moments between mother/mother figure and child/child figure #that and the 'sextus you'll make a very irritating wife someday' joke and cam's 'i'll talk to your mother later' face #ie: talk to palamedes about nona #that boy is momcoded i don't make the rules!

[batm0th]

spirituality is simply the saying of how one should take a moment to look at the stars instead of having your head in the dirt. it is the appreciation of existence itself and it's good for everyone 🌿

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[eamour]

be kind to yourself.

whatever you have seen today, whatever you have witnessed today, whatever has made you go out of your character — you will choose to be kind to yourself. you will be nice to yourself. you will treat yourself with respect and compassion. you will be empathetic with yourself. you can react and respond to whatever has stressed you today but you are not going to let it control you, making you say or do things to yourself that aren’t healthy. you will choose to have love for yourself.

it doesn’t matter what you are going through right now or what you are currently experiencing — you deserve to treat yourself with kindness. your body deserves it, your mind deserves it, you truly deserve it.

with love, ella.

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