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Turning conventional restrooms into coed bathrooms is not a sin against the Christian God. And, assuming that there will be men who just say they identify as women merely to get inside a woman's bathroom is ridiculous, and that devalues the experience of those who actually identify unconventionally.
Maybe instead of putting so much emphasis on only two genders, male and female, we instead reinterpret our core beliefs to embrace masculine and feminine energy, and souls, as opposed to male and female bodies.
Maybe it's time to address why traditional Christians are so overly obsessed with sex and gender and purity. As well as why traditional Christians are overly obsessed with sin, and do not give notice to the essence of connection and love that can bring humanity together for the greater good as a whole as opposed to an "us vs them" mentality of the "haves and have nots," the straight and the unconventional; the dualism that has oversaturated the minds of traditional Christians to the point that they can't even accept that there has always been more than two genders, Middlesex people and eunuchs, and other outcasts that have been in our societies as long as humans have been around.
Maybe we ask ourselves why we believe what we believe, why are we not open to expanding our beliefs outside of the traditional walls we've been raised in? Why is it so hard for us to understand that people are people, and it's been those who are judgmental that have excluded outcasts such as LGBTQ+ & gender non-conforming people. Is being a beloved child of God an exclusive opportunity reserved only for those who are perfect in Christ? Newsflash, no human is perfect, we all have cast stones at others to move the spotlight off of our own missed marks and insecurities. We project all over each other all the time.
If you're a traditional Christian, I challenge you to challenge your beliefs. Ask yourself why you believe what you do, without referencing something you've been told or heard someone else say. When that happens and you can legitimately defend your stances on traditional Christianity, I'd love to have a conversation about hot topics such as trans rights, LGBTQ+ rights, equity and equality of BIPOC and Native Americans, and all marginalized groups. I'd like to talk about socialism versus capitalism and the influence of religion on our politics. We need to be having conversations with people we do not agree with, and not only that, we all need to be open to learning something uncomfortable, challenging to our own beliefs, and have the ability to open our minds to other cultures and ways of life. Just a thought
“Superstition is a part of the very being of humanity; and when we fancy that we are banishing it altogether, it takes refuge in the strangest nooks and corners, and then suddenly comes forth again, as soon as it believes itself at all safe.”
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Maxims and Reflections
What Do You Believe In?
I never really knew if the earth went around the moon or the sun around the earth, but I still went to church when you asked me to. I still held hands and prayed with you even though I had questions about your prayers and your God and your Heaven and the stares I used to see your momma give to the Reverend when he sang hallelujah. But I never questioned your truth. I admired you for the fact that you could believe in something so blindly without ever needing proof, and that was enough to make me believe in us. I believed in love.
They say God is love so I thought my love was your truth, and I made sure I loved you exactly how you asked me to. On Sunday mornings at 8:00 am so we could get an early start on repentance for the sins we committed the night before. I was never sure what you prayed for, but I went through the motions with you even though all my prayers were ignored. I prayed for us.
I even turned my back on my own Catholic Jesus to pray to yours, despite the fact he and I still had some unresolved issues between us.
You shunned my philosophy. I held your hand as we believed in all your contradictions and hypocrisy.
You prayed for everything but us. You believed in everything but me.
I never had a religion, but I believed in you and you let me down. So what do I believe in now?
Radicalisation, Hate, and the Great Die Out.
I didn’t write for a while, it is hard work using my brain to the extent that I do so time off is necessary, as any hyper vigilant person may already know... and for the record, I am playing with this “great die out” in the title. You should know that I classify those using phrases like “the great reset, the great bla bla, etc” as radicalised people.
I want to write about our ongoing, and in my view, dangerous journey that is deepening into the world of single mindedness.
By single mindedness, what I mean is the one track, intolerant, anti diversity that our brains appear to be being trained into, by what often traces back to source as social media.
It doesn't only track back to social media, it also tracks back to certain public speakers, those of which who rightly so, hold their own beliefs and value set in the world, but instead of keeping those various laundries at home on the drying rail amongst friends and family sharing a cup of tea and a biscuit, they are taken out in front of great audiences both in person and online, with the intention of letting people know that their view is the only one that matters.
The problem with that is where some people in the audience have a tendency towards hate, and in many ways would like to act out that hate as a form of completion in their lives to please a specific person, being, or god. They really just want to please themselves.
Beliefs of people are one thing, but when they are pushed upon others as the “right” way above others personal will, then what we are dealing with is a person who wants to radicalise others into their own ideas about how life is to be lived.
Most of the obvious people who do this in the public eye are acting under the guise of religion. They are permitted to be there because they tout the religion as the reasoning behind their thinking, but looking at them all it is easy to see they are simply incredibly old fashioned. They, powerless in a rapidly changed, and still changing world, are struggling to grasp with the realities that they now find themselves in and perhaps have deep, survival based needs to make the modern world that they now find themselves in even more evil than it ever has been.. even though we come from a time where the iron age was probably as gruesome as it gets, and open incest is catalogued in their written histories.
Despite all of our efforts to be beautiful in the world, inclusive and if we like, engaging in of all of our individual, creative worlds, hate will preside both in the overground and the underground, but at least in one projection I can see high potential for the old fashioned overground to simply die out as the arrow of time continues to direct us all ever onward, and onward’s :)
Public speakers who preach hate trickle down their one track ideas to the next generations, but the beauty is that each generation waters it down before the hate it becomes nothing, non existent.
May you all be beautifully blessed, and sending extra massive love to the trans community and all those creating with genders, non genders, roles, and identities right now.
""There is a saying,'What got you here won't get you there.'" "What does it mean?" I ask "That the same set of circumstances, beliefs, actions that got you to a moment won't get you to what comes next. If you want a different outcome, you have to behave differently. That you have to keep evolving."" - Rebecca Serle, One Italian Summer
Opinion on "ignorance is bliss"?
It’s the cowards creed, an irrational sentiment harnessed by those succumbing to the traumatic insecurity that lies in relinquishing deceptive childhood fantasy’s; so they opt instead for a kind of optimistic denial that demonizes knowledge as a defense mechanism to remain complacent in their delusions.
The fate of these individuals then, lies in the will of those brave enough to endure the tribulations of educating and empowering themselves. At best, these individuals are destined to live as parasites; at worst, they will have their ignorance utilized by ambitious deceivers to enslave or destroy them.
As I read through this book, I am confronted over and over again with my mistaken understandings of terms and with how I do not really know myself.
I have adopted beliefs about myself from outside sources and ascribed that those are who I am. I haven't ever really taken time to get to know me because I thought others would know me better. I know it is not too late in my life for me to figure myself out and learn about myself... so I think I will.
October will be a month about myself (and my marriage). I'll be offline during October and whatever posts will be what is left in my queue. If anyone wants to keep in touch through October, please privately message me so we can exchange Discord information.
Blessings to you guys. All my love.
02/28/2021
A person’s actions may be a result of careful thinking;
they may be a wim based on precursor principles and ideas,
although they might just as well be without a meaning.
A shell.Or not?
A wall.Or not?
Ensuring the groundwork behind every action should be the first priority.
None can be commenced whenever it is missing the meaning that should be conveyed.
However fundamental I regard this notion to be,not many do so nowadays.
Therefore I am left wandering about whether the meaning I see is real or made-up by my own beliefs,thoughts and needs.
Humans can be rather imaginative when it comes to deciphering the smallest of actions.
Nothing is almost ever delivered in its integrity,
May it be for fear of giving away the true meaning and reason they formed in their minds;
Or for a specifically intended reason,which,for all intents and purposes,is intangible.
in the softness of your voice, telling me that everything is going to be okay.
I belived, in the way your eyes sparkled when I smiled and hugged back.
I believed, that day on our porch, in the love that we shared.
And after so many more such beliefs, here I stand beside your grave. Not knowing what to do or where to go.
I believed you when you said we had an eternity.
We didn't.
You lied.
And I believed.
I believed
AUSTRALIA ABORIGINAL PICTOGRAPHS WORLD HERITAGE ROCK ART WANDJINA ART found throughout the Kimberley. Strange are these heads with short, narrow nose, so different from aboriginal faces, a sort of helmet on the head, a sort of glasses. They haven't lips, because according to the Mowanjum tribe, the Wandjinas didn't speak. It reminds me of "Memories of the Future. Unsolved Mysteries of the Past" by Ernest von Daniken. The book suggests that some ancient artworks throughout the world could be interpreted as depicting astronauts. Harald Reini made a documentary movie of 1h30 based on the theory developed in the book of Daniken. This documentary film was presented for the Oscars en 1970. #landscape #indigenous Australians #aborigines #dreamtime #australia #harald Reini #ernest von Daniken #kimberley #aboriginal pictographs #rock art #pictographs #national parks #world heritage list #dreamtimel #myths #beliefs #wandjina #art #history of civilizations #gods #mowanjum tribe https://www.instagram.com/p/BuRvkIrgE0zfQd1_GJjHIbIyARbeF8c7fSPjdo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=7omw1uf9itf9
Dating with purpose?
When you are young and pretty, there are things like "Seeking Arrangements" and more than a few other options online and off to get whatever it is you're after. But, what about when you're older, not so pretty, and no longer trying to pay for school? Are there rich folks out there, looking for old, chonky, and broke... but funny, curious, and not "dead" yet? Are there also dating? sites for that sort of connection? Seems to me everyone wants a pretty face or some sort of impressive resume but what about the folks still trying to find happy, without the good looks, or impressive "goals"? Are they stuck dealing with whatever they can find at the local bingo hall?
hahahaha Random curious thoughts.... heh.
Breaking Free: How Societal Stereotypes Limit Young Women and How to Reframe Those Beliefs
Let's talk about something real: societal stereotypes. From a young age, women are constantly told throughout our lives about who we're supposed to be. We're supposed to be quiet, agreeable, nurturing, and perfect. These stereotypes not only shape how others see us, but they also shape how we see ourselves. These stereotypes can create fixed mindset beliefs that limit our sense of identity and potential.
Think about it:
“I’m not good at math or science.”
“I shouldn’t be too ambitious or assertive.”
“I need to prioritize being liked over being heard.”
Sound familiar? These beliefs aren’t just harmless thoughts. They’re barriers. They tell us what we can’t do, who we shouldn’t be, and where we don’t belong. But here’s the truth: you are not defined by stereotypes.
How Stereotypes Create Limiting Beliefs
Internalization: We absorb societal expectations and start believing they’re true.
Fear of Failure: Stereotypes make us afraid to step outside the box, so we avoid risks.
Imposter Syndrome: We doubt our abilities, feeling like we don’t deserve success.
How to Break Free and Reframe Those Beliefs
Challenge the Narrative
Ask yourself: Who told me I can’t? Why do I believe that?
Replace limiting beliefs with empowering ones: “I am capable of learning and growing in any field I choose.”
Embrace a Growth Mindset
Believe that your abilities aren’t fixed. You can develop skills, overcome challenges, and redefine your identity.
Celebrate effort, not just results. Progress is progress, no matter how small. Even if it's 1%, it still counts towards the 100%.
Surround Yourself with Support
Find mentors, friends, and communities that uplift and inspire you. You can join communities on Tumblr or search for Discord servers you align with.
Share your goals and struggles with people who believe in your potential.
Redefine Success on Your Terms
Success doesn’t have to look like what society says it should. What matters is what you value. This is your life after all.
Do not be scared to take up space. Be bold. Be unapologetically yourself. Live in your authenticity. It is what makes you you.
Take Action, Even When It’s Scary
Start small. Apply for that opportunity, speak up in that meeting, or try something new.
Remember: Courage isn’t the absence of fear. It’s acting despite it.
You Are More Than a Stereotype
Your potential is limitless, but it’s up to you to claim it. Reframe those beliefs, challenge the status quo, and step into the person you’re meant to be. The world needs your voice, your ideas, and your brilliance. Don’t let anyone (including yourself) tell you otherwise.
Homework time!📝
What’s one limiting belief you’re ready to let go of? Let’s cheer each other on in the comments! ✨
All that I know about me is that I exist. To me I've always existed and the fact one day I won't exist anymore terrifies me.
Irish Mythology
VOL 13
Aine Goddess of Fertility
Áine, the legendary Irish Goddess, is the Celtic Goddess of Summer and Wealth who, while known for her healing nature, also had a dark side, as she became famous for how she took revenge on a cruel Irish king.
Áine, pronounced ‘awn-ya’, was a legendary Irish goddess who was said to represent the sun, fertility, and love. She was also said to possess the power to grant a bountiful harvest.
Áine has always been associated with the west of Ireland and with County Limerick in particular, where there is Knockainey Hill, Cnoc Áine in Irish, which was named in her honour.
Interestingly, her name is also remembered in other locations throughout the country, such as Toberanna (Tobar Áine) in Tyrone, Lissan (Lios Áine) in Derry, and Dunsany (Dun Áine) in Louth.
Before she became known as Áine the Irish Goddess, Áine was already special as she was the daughter of a Sea God called Manannán.
She was known and well-liked for her healing nature and knowledge of natural remedies and was widely seen as a symbol of hope and love that people adored.
Áine was said to be very beautiful, and as such, it was said that she had many different lovers who would be consumed by her passion. It was also said that she had a very vengeful nature that was to be feared if provoked.
However, it was her tragic interaction with the cruel king of Munster, Oilill Olum, and its aftermath which forged her place in history as an important figure of Irish legend.
Oilill Olum, otherwise known as Ailill Ollamh or Ailill Aulom, was the semi-mythological King of Munster who had a huge problem.
He made the shocking discovery that the grass in his many fields simply would not grow, which meant that soon his livestock and people would starve and die.
Oilill Olum sought the help of a Druid called Ferchess, who instructed him to go to Knockainey on Samhain Eve, better known as Halloween.
When Oilill Olum arrived there, he suddenly fell into a deep sleep and had a vision of Áine, who came to him as she was the Goddess of bountiful harvests and fertility.
When Oilill Olum met Áine, instead of listening to the Goddess and heeding her advice, Oilill Olum was overcome with lust and desire and forced himself onto her.
During this assault, Áine, of course, became outraged and exacted immediate revenge by biting off his ear.
This act would go on to have huge ramifications for Oilill Olum because, according to ancient Irish law, only a person who is “unblemished” would be allowed to rule.
By biting off his ear, the mythical Goddess had forever maimed Oilill Olum, and he lost his kingdom as he was now deemed by ancient Irish law to be unfit ever to rule again as he was now imperfect.
From that time on, the surname of the king, Olum, became known as meaning “one-eared” in Irish.
Surprisingly despite this, his descendants, who went on to become known as the Eoghanachta, became a powerful Irish dynasty based in the Cashel area in Tipperary that dominated and controlled the southern part of Ireland for many years.
This fact helped the legend of the Goddess Áine to grow wide as she became associated with having the ability to grant power and sovereignty.
Áine was also widely known as the Queen of the Fairies and as Áine Chlair (Áine of the Light). Rites in her honour were held regularly as recently as 1879, where Midsummer rituals were performed by locals in hopes of encouraging fertility and bountiful harvests.
The legacy of Áine the Irish Goddess is still strong today as she is remembered as being among one of the most revered and most powerful of the Irish Goddesses. She is also remembered for how she took revenge on a terrible king who wronged her.
Most of all, Áine, the Goddess of Healing, Goddess of Sovereignty and Goddess of Sun, will probably be remembered for the duality of her personality.
This is because she was both loving and caring whilst also being quick to get angry and vengeful. Now, she is remembered in the places that bear her name. Knockainey Hill, Toberanna, Lissan and Dunsany.
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IRISH MYTHOLOGY
VOL. 12
The Goddess Macha
The Legend of Macha
In the ancient days of Ireland, when gods and mortals walked the same soil, there lived a goddess named Macha. Her name resonated through the hills, whispered by the wind, and etched into the very stones of the land.
Macha was not merely a goddess; she embodied the spirit of the wild. Her eyes held the secrets of forgotten ages, and her laughter echoed across the green plains. But it was her swiftness that set her apart—a grace that rivaled the fleetest of horses.
One day, as the sun dipped low over the royal court of Ulster, Macha found herself drawn to the racing grounds. King Emain Macha, curious about the tales of her beauty and speed, summoned her. The court gathered, their breaths held in anticipation.
Macha stood before the king, her belly round with child. Yes, she was heavy with twins, a secret she had kept hidden. But pride burned within her—a fire that would not be quenched. She declared, “I shall race against your finest horses, even with child.”
The court gasped. How could a pregnant woman compete? Yet Macha’s determination blazed brighter than any sun. The race was set, and the horses thundered forth. Their hooves kicked up dust as they galloped, but Macha matched their pace effortlessly.
Across the fields she flew, her hair streaming behind her like a comet’s tail. The crowd watched in awe as she outstripped the steeds, her swollen belly defying reason. And then, with a final burst of energy, she crossed the finish line, triumphant.
But victory came at a cost. As Macha collapsed, her labor pains began. She gave birth to twins—a son and a daughter—right there on the racetrack. Her blood mingled with the earth, and her cries echoed through the hills.
In her agony, Macha cursed the men of Ulster. “For nine generations,” she declared, “your warriors shall suffer as I have suffered. When the hour of need comes, their strength shall fail them.”
And so it was. The curse of Macha hung over Ulster like a shadow. When the great hero Cú Chulainn defended the kingdom against invaders, he fought with a pain in his side, weakened by the ancient goddess’s wrath.
But Macha’s legacy was not only one of vengeance. She became a symbol of endurance, of the indomitable spirit that defies all odds. Her name echoed through the ages, a reminder that even in our vulnerability, we can rise above and leave our mark upon the world.
And so, whenever the wind whispers through the grassy plains of Ulster, it carries the memory of Macha—the swift, the fierce, the mother who raced against destiny itself.
And there, my friend, ends the tale of Macha, forever etched in the annals of Irish mythology.
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Irish Mythology.
VOL 10
The Sluagh. Soul Stealers.
Of all the wonders and terrors in Irish folklore there are few quite so terrifying as the Sluagh. Tales were told of their wild hunt long before the coming of Christianity to Ireland, and even today old folk in the countryside will keep the windows on the west side of the house fastened tight at all times, but most especially during wakes or if someone in the house was unwell, for fear of the Sluagh coming to pay a midnight visit on their humble homes.
Wicked or saintly, kind or cruel, the Sluagh play no favourites, they'll take the souls of all that cross their path, although some say they have a particular taste for the living spirits of those who have found true love. The ancients used to think they were faerie gone terribly wrong, warped and twisted, without fear, reason or mercy. When the light came to Ireland they became the souls of lost sinners seeking to drag the unfaithful down to hell with them, but the result was the same.
The host of the unforgiven dead roam the earth on Samhain, Halloween, and it is for this reason that all fires were forbidden on that night in times gone by, so as not to attract their attention. Even death itself was no release for the souls they captured joined them on their hunt, spiralling throughout the lands of Ireland and further abroad on that darkest of nights.
Said one monk in times of yore, "The spirits fly about in great clouds, up and down the face of the world like the starlings, and come back to the scenes of their earthly transgressions. No soul of them is without the clouds of earth, dimming the brightness of the works of earth. In bad nights, the Sluagh shelter themselves behind little russet docken stems and little yellow ragwort stalks. They fight battles in the air as men do on the earth."
If denied their rightful - as they see it - feast, they don't balk at the slaughter of cattle, cats, dogs, and sheep with their poison darts. It is said that the Sluagh "commanded men to follow them, and men obeyed, having no alternative. It was these men of earth who slew and maimed at the bidding of their spirit-masters, who in return ill-treated them in a most pitiless manner. They would be rolling and dragging and trouncing them in mud and mire and pools."
In the form of a vast flock of black ravens twined about with undulating shadows they came, the echoes of their wings being found in stories of ill-omened birds heralding bad times ahead. The truly broken hearted might be attacked, or the foolish or unlucky might call them upon themselves by uttering the name Sluagh nine times over and over, pronounced sloo-ah for fear you might say it yourself, perhaps in a fit of sneezing. Upon closer inspection the great birds look more like wretched thin shades of their previous selves, with gnarled talons like the blackthorn's boughs for hands and feet, and wings of dusky smoke.
And once they have your scent let me tell you - you're in trouble then! If the pitiable mortal that has drawn their eye can bestir themselves it would be well to get indoors, with all locked and fastened, until the beating of dark wings fades with the light of dawn. Chroniclers of old also wisely advised avoiding places of loneliness such as dark forests and empty streets, lest a passing hunt might take a fancy to you! There is one other way to avoid joining them for all eternity, although most dreadful it is, and that's to give them another person in your stead.
They say a woman was eaten alive by the Sluagh in Co. Roscommon
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I don't know if this is reassuring at all, but as an "anti-ai" artist, know that you have my support. I believe ai image generation can be a wonderful and fun tool, I just hope in the future it can be more ethically based and not treated as a replacement for real artists in professional settings. Ai itself is not the problem.
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Thank you.I appreciate that.I will always be a supporter and advocate for real art and artists.
More than life changeing.I have been locked indoors for 14 years.I live in a rural area in the middle of nowhere.Only gravel and tractor ruts as roads.It's not possible for a normal wheelchair to move on these.The chair I need is a special 3 wheeler that can get ove these ruts and stones.A dream I have been praying for for all these years.Nobody can help me with this.So I have to do it myself.Hence using my Ai art to try and get the funds to buy the chair.Sadly I have had no luck yet.Not one sponsor.But I refuse to give up.I will keep trying as hard as I can to Get this chair.Just the dream of getting out keeps me going.Still on the funny side.Maybe my art is just too bad to look at Ha Ha.Never give up.Never quit.Never stop.If I did I would have given up when I first realized I would be A vegetable for the rest of my life.My family kept me together.Now I fight to keep going for them.They did not give up on me.I refuse to give up for them.I WILL GET THE CHAIR.Even if it takes the rest of my life to do it. Thanks for the message.It cheered me up.Christy
hi i really hope you're doing well! im so sorry for the abuse and ridicule that you've had to endure for expressing yourself using a tool that allows you to pursue your passion despite the unfortunate circumstances you have to experience. you're such a creative and kind person! the people pointing fingers are immature and bitter to the point where they have the need to harrass others to feel better than them and more morally superior. this is a mental sickness that society has and is definitely not your fault at all. i hope people wake up to the usefulness of ai while still holding corporations accountable for its ethical concerns. keep on doing what you're doing! there are people who understand and want to support your endeavors including me. have a wonderful day!
Thank you for the lovely message,You made me smile.