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#the Christ impulse
blogdemocratesjr · 2 years
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PORTRAIT OF A KNIGHT OF THE KNIGHTS TEMPLAR by British School, 19th Century
In the fourteenth century we see Sorat, the adversary, rising up once again.
It was the time when — out of the deepest depths of soul much more than out of orientalism — the Order of the Knights Templar wanted to found a sun view of Christianity, a view of Christianity that looked up again to Christ as a Sun Being, as a cosmic being, a view that knew again about the spirits of the planets and stars, a view that knew how in cosmic events Intelligences from worlds that lie far apart from one another work together, not only the beings of one particular planet, a view that knew about the mighty oppositions that are brought about by such obstinate beings as Sorat, the Sun Demon, who is one of the most mighty demons in our system. What is at work in the materialism of human beings is, fundamentally, the demonic work of the Sun Demon.
It is of course difficult now to consider what might have become of European civilization if that powerful, that externally powerful Order of the Knights Templar — their riches were confiscated, as we know — had been able to achieve its goals. But in the hearts and souls of those who could not rest until the Order had been destroyed in 1312 and until Jacques de Molay had met his death in 1314, in the hearts of those who were the adversaries of the Christ who looked to the cosmos, in these hearts Sorat lived again, not least by making use of the Roman Church's attitude of mind at that time to bring about the death of the Templars. The appearance of Sorat was more visible than it had been the previous time, and the demise of the Templars is shrouded in a stupendous secret. When you can see into what went on in the souls of the Templars while they were being tortured you can gain some idea of how what lived in their visions was instigated by Sorat. As a result they slandered themselves, providing their enemies with a cheap indictment through what they themselves uttered. People were confronted with the terrible spectacle of seeing individuals being unable to speak about what they genuinely represented, while different spirits from among the cohorts of Sorat spoke through them instead, accusing the Order of the most disgusting things out of the mouths of its own adherents.
The number 666 has twice been fulfilled. And now the time has come in the spiritual world when Sorat and the other opposing demons are preparing to prevent the Sun Principle from entering into the earth. Michael, on the other hand, preparing for his new regency, is fighting with his hosts for this entry of the Sun Principle. Michael was regent of the earth before the time of the Mystery of Golgotha, around the time of Alexander. The other archangels then in turn took over from him: Oriphiel, Anael, Zachariel, Raphael, Gabriel. Since the last third of the nineteenth century he has again been regent of the earth in order to continue working in his way for Christ, for whom he worked until his previous regency ended, approximately until the end of Alexander's rule. Michael is on the earth once again, this time in order to serve here on earth the preparation for Christ and for the deeper comprehension of the Christ-Impulse.
—Rudolf Steiner, The Book of Revelation & the Work of the Priest: Lecture VIII
More on the Templar Order: see Rudolf Steiner, Inner Impulses of Evolution: Lecture VI
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todayisafridaynight · 7 months
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realitydisco · 8 months
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Just watched the latest Impulse Phasmo vod and I NEED more Gem playing Phasmo with the guys! Wonderful vibes.
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goldenhawk-k · 2 years
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Tim Stoker is the most responsible of the original archive four- stop booing me YOU KNOW IM RIGHT
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codgod · 2 months
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mm. okay i’m catching up on joel’s hermitcraft videos and when i heard that there was a sound bite horn of impulse whimpering i wasn’t expecting it to sound . like that
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cryaboutitpal · 1 month
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You know how on most photos apps you can make your own albums and fill them with whatever pictures you want?
Well, I've got one dedicated to every single image I have saved that has Paintbrush in it and
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You can probably tell who my favorite II character is
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indelicateink · 2 months
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lesbianalanwake · 4 months
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hate replaying Alan Wake 2 because it just makes me want to play more Alan Wake 2, and then I want to replay Control and then I want to replay Alan Wake 1, and then I want to replay Prey 2017. and I've been dabbling in GTFO (the game) bc it was free and it looked sick (it is), and it ALSO makes me want to replay Prey 2017. ain't nobody got time for that
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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year
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she’s never gonna make it. she’s never gonna make it in L.A
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dead-inside-demiboy · 2 years
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How the actual fuck are TANGO AND JIMMY the closest thing to normal soulmates of all groups.
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suitetarts · 3 months
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at first i thought the fire was going out bc shadow curse or shar or something sinister. but nah. rat
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madame-mongoose · 1 year
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Guys my babygirl noticed me
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mesanthropi · 11 months
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nothing came after (oc x shua /p)
fair warnings: i have no idea how exactly their dorms work or how they're exactly situated. i'm just braining. also i'm just kinda tired!! i was writing the second bit with josh when almosgt 1am hit hhh im gonna assume that near future weiss is just gonna edit the text formatting and higt post. so no, it's not gonna be proofread whatsoever. if i butcher your fave please criticize me godbless
i thought of it and fell asleep to it methinks. shua making bead bracelets and garam making yarn bracelets. then i woke up at 4pm and started writing
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choi 'river' garam, helios, you know the guy. it'd been a week since it was announced that he was on hiatus, everybody knew that. garam needed emotional support every now and then, everybody also knew that.
but nobody really knows who he'll go to next. two days earlier, woozi was approached and the two had made some joke song together. just as a break from 'all the serious stuff' (helios' words, not mine). the other day, he was texting jun about the cats he'd seen on his most recent walk, comparing the older to the stray felines. and literally a few hours ago, he'd gone to dino's room to leave him a stuffed animal that he decided not to keep; it was a buy one take one deal. and dino was one of his favorite people out of seventeen others.
... haha, seventee- anyway. that's a lot of emotional support.
(it's what i want, personally.)
now garam had been staying in his room for the time being, having gone right back after giving dino that plushie and a hug. a bit of work was being done, non-idol work at least, and it involved a bit of handcrafting and drawing a few blanks. ("... i think i did this step wrong- fuck, i need to do it again.") yeah, the guy had been at this for a few hours just because 'he could and nobody could stop him', at least from what the ravenette had said in the groupchat.
at least he'd managed to make two of these mysterious things, because that was all it took before he got up from the floor of his room, and walked out the door. there was a faint smile present on the man's face, and it stayed on his way to one of the rooms on his floor. sixth one.
garam wordlessly approached a door, hung something on the doorknob, before sticking a note next to it. and like nothing happened, he was making his way back to the room he once sat in for hours that day. there was a little hum as he did, wringing his hands or wiping them on the fabric of his pants despite the lack of things to wipe off.
"hopefully that can make up for my spotty pop-ups," murmured the guy with eyes looking down at tiled floors like it was artwork. "... i'm sure he won't mind another one to add to the collection." his thoughts were barely above a whisper, tumbling from his lips like beads out of a box. which was funny, but not where he was exactly thinking, furrowing his brows. "he likes that kind of stuff. right-"
when he stopped himself, garam found that he'd been pacing around. he also found that he'd stopped in front of the first door he'd visited. unable to help how blue-grey hues bored into the wood, the ravenette thought for a few seconds. a moment. then he knocked thrice like he always did. "shushua!" then he ran like hell to his own room and hid.
what a kid.
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joshua wasn't doing much, just watching the weather pass by while music played through his phone. mans just didn't know what to exactly do today, but did know that he'd be taking it easy, enjoying the tunes with light nods to its beats. at every song with guitar, his fingers found themselves holding an invisible instrument and placing themselves on a fretboard. just a fun little thing.
then he heard the knock at the door, and the sound of garam (who he honestly thought was fucking asleep) calling his name. the blond turned his head, blinking once. and then twice as he stood up to see why the younger could be asking for him. maybe shushua would be the one to hang out with the guy, after being cooped up in his room for so long.
"... what the-?" joshua heard a door close in the distance when he poked his head out, looking around and about. it was even weirder when he saw that it was garam's damn door. "garam?" called out the older, just to see if he'd respond.
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nothing came after.
just when he was about to go back inside, he saw a note on his door, prompting the raise of a brow. "what are you up to this time...?" because notes either meant sweet message or a wild goose chase he'd fallen victim to. so plucking it off the wood, he read through the english letters written on there with pencil.
'shushua :) i know you like bracellets bracelets but i physically can't like. handle beads bc i will lose them and i still need to get new ones for you (yes im the one who took it BUT I JUST WANTED TO TRY AND MAKE ONE. NOT LOSE BEADS) im so sorry bro. im looking for one rn as ur reading this <3
so i js mde one out of yarn. i asked my sister to help me. we can match with the rest of the guys once i finish the rest of them. sorry if i scared u lol
- the sunday night to ur sunday morning'
he blinked before looking to the doorknob. the bracelet was adjustable and had a nice strawberry color palette, which lead shua to assume that garam's was the opposite with blue instead of red. yeah, with how the note ended, they really were night and day. opposites yet clicked like puzzle pieces. unable to help the way he beamed, the bracelet was taken and put around his wrist.
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the ravenette stared blankly at his ceiling, gazing at the green stars scattered across it like a sky outside. maybe one day he can ask somebody to look at the real night sky with him. lie on the grass, say that the sky looks pretty while looking at anywhere else but the stars.
then again, the stars had always been his company.
...
nothing came after.
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sosoribro · 8 months
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okay okay okay okay okay im posting it i am posting a thing people might think its cringe but thats kinda okay because thats part of the point ummmm if people like it then i'll write more of it but even if they dont like it i might still write more anyway i just really need somewhere to put my headcanons thank you and enjoy the show i guess
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infectiouspiss · 2 years
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from the razor to the rosary/ we can lose ourselves and paint these walls in pitchfork red - my chemical romance
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I know this is a bit random but what minigame would you like to be added in yakuza games? I want a DDR minigame.
i want more rhythm games that'll make me want to kill myself
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