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raffaellopalandri · 3 months ago
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The Pursuit of Knowledge Without Wisdom or Virtue: An Intellectual Tragedy
Today’s topic is one of those that more often comes out during Sangha meetings or in lay discussions: knowledge, when isolated from wisdom (sophia / σοφία) and virtue (aretḗ / ἀρετή), is no longer a guarantor of human flourishing but may become a tool of hubris (hybris — ὕβρις) and ruin. Photo by Magda Ehlers on Pexels.com Knowledge (epistēmē / ἐπιστήμη) here must be distinguished from wisdom:…
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reality-detective · 6 months ago
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Donald Trump's pick for Attorney General, Pam Bondi, has stated that anyone connected to Jeffrey Epstein has no legal grounds to prevent their names from being revealed in public records. Justice IS Coming 🤔
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superbat-lmao · 2 months ago
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Doctor Damian sitting in on League post-mission wrap ups. He reports on injuries and puts together medical briefings.
He summarizes injury types and puts together patterns to make recommendations. He issues remedial trainings for anyone incurring the same injury type within a specific time frame because they’re either aggravating an injury that hasn’t healed or continue to make the mistake that caused it in the first place.
He conducts routine medical screenings for League members and their families. He puts together mandatory physical therapy regimens for heroes within different age groups to either protect mobility they haven’t lost yet or maintain their current mobility.
New heroes learn quickly that he can’t be lied to about anything. He will also critique your form, recommend other people for you to work with, and talk to the original League members about you.
He coordinates disaster relief teams and trainings. Advanced first aid. He interrupted Batman in a meeting to correct him about HIPPA guidelines.
He’s the only one who can override the Founders active duty status and put them on leave.
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phoenixkaptain · 2 years ago
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I really want to explore Tim “rich kid” Drake spending time with his friends and them just slowly realizing that Robin is even weirder than they thought.
Like, Arrowette complains about some press event or something that her mom wants her to go to and Robin just starts listing off advice and unspoken rules and tells her to absolutely avoid the shrimp cocktails unless she wants an early out, in which case the correct amount to eat is one and a half shrimp with only a bit of cocktail sauce, which will be enough to change her complexion and convince people she doesn’t feel well and allow her to escape to the restroom, then she just needs to slip out one of the windows-
Or Wonder Girl commenting on, like, a science fair project or something and he just goes “Science fairs are the worst. Everyone wants to buy your services to make them something, not understanding that you’re richer than they are and that an insult to you could lead to you buying their parents’ companies if they don’t shut up. They’re lucky I have an even temper…” WG: “…wat.”
Superboy is like “man, Superman’s trying to convince me to clean my room. What should I do?” and Tim just stares blankly at him because nobody has ever told him to clean his room before and he’s never cleaned his room before and he had no idea Clark was so cruel and-
Impulse: “Hey, Rob, pass me a can opener.”
Robin, staring into the drawer, fifteen can openers right in front of his eyes: “We don’t have one.”
I just want Tim to inexplicably not know some things because he’s never had to know them. I want him to explicably know things because he had to know them. I want the things he does know and the things he doesn’t to be totally backwards to everyone, who are all wondering why Robin knows how to hotwire a car but does not know how to work a vacuum cleaner.
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thevoidstaredback · 12 days ago
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Masterpost
There was a hero that all of the Justice League knew about. They'd only technically been on the scene for a few years, but there were records of them and their heroism going back the oldest human records. They were probably even older than that! They were mentioned in every mythology, every civilization. Quietly, they called them a hero.
They had many names and many domains, but they were most commonly depicted as a psychopomp and/or messenger. Anubis, Hermes, Mercury, Morana, Charun, Xolotl, Valkyrie, Heibai Wuchang, Shinigami, Tarakeshwara, Gupan and Ugar, Isimud, Raja Indainda, and Sraosha were all names they were known by. Now, though, they went simply by Phantom.
None of the Justice League had had the opportunity to interact with Phantom, though not for lack of trying. Something always got in their way when they tried. Until now, that is.
None of the heroes technically remembered anything that happened, but Batman and The Flash had placed contingencies at the very beginning of the Justice League that could track whenever time was messed with. Could it tell them what happened or who did it? No. All it could alert them to was that something in the timeline had changed, though Batman was working on upgrading it for more details.
It was protocol, whenever time's been messed with, to check up on heroes throughout the world. Usually, this was just a quick check from the Watchtower, then a call to their non-emergency contacts, but occasionally a hero would drop by for an in-person visit.
Phantom had been harder to track down than a Bat playing hide-and-seek, and it was even harder to actually get into contact with them!
After two years of sifting through history and mythology books, Green Arrow had finally managed to track down Phantom.
Amity Park, Missouri was not the place he expected to find a being older than human records, but he's seen weirder.
Green Arrow showing up in the middle of Missouri alone would've raise more questions than it was worth, so he decided to bring along The Flash because it'd be less weird for the hero who actually lived in the state to be there. That being said, they both decided that showing up in full hero garb would attract a lot of unwanted attention, so they decided to go in their civvies before approaching Phantom at night as heroes. It would also give them a good amount of time to pick out a schedule, if Phantom had one.
Barry yawned as he stepped off the plane behind Oliver. "What're we doing here again?"
"I told you," Oliver said, "We're here to see Phantom."
Barry missed a step, nearly falling on his face. "You didn't say we were here to see Phantom!" he hissed.
"I didn't? Must've slipped my mind."
"You, sir, are an ass."
A huffed laugh from behind made the two turn around.
The girl was a teenager, probably in her last year of high school. She was dressed in a Nu Goth style. Her clothing was all black, though her choker and lipstick was royal purple. Her hair, too, was dyed black with royal purple bangs cut to a point in the middle of her forehead. Her earrings, just poking out from where they were covered by her hair, were of the lesbian and aromantic flags.
She raised an eyebrow at them. "What? You're having a conversation in a public area. I'm gonna laugh if you say something stupid."
Barry rubbed the back of his neck, "That's fair, miss..?"
She looked them both up and down obviously before locking eyes with Barry. "Don't deal with anything even close to magic, man, sharing names is, like, the first thing on the list of what not to do."
It was Oliver's turn to raise his eyebrow at her. "You deal a lot with magic?"
"My grandma's a witch. She taught me most of what I know."
"And the rest?"
"Sam!" The call would've cut her off if she had opened her mouth to answer. She turned to face a kid who was walking over from the direction of the bathrooms. "You're not harassing these guys, right?"
"Nope. Just having a conversation."
The boy looked skeptical behind his tinted glasses. "A 'me' conversation or a 'you' conversation?"
"A Danny conversation."
"That's worse."
"And you're only contributing to it."
The boy sighed, straightened out his shirt, then held out his left hand to Oliver and Barry for a handshake. "Ignore her, she's a jerk."
She snorted, but didn't deny it.
The boy was wearing black jeans, a grey shirt over a white undershirt, a grey plaid jacket, and a red beanie. His glasses were thick, black frames and the lenses were tinted just enough to not be considered sunglasses.
"No harm done," Barry assured, "You are?"
"Tucker," he answered, "You?"
"I'm Barry and this is Oliver."
"Cool, cool," Tucker said, "It was nice to meet you guys, but we've got a ride waiting."
"No problem," Oliver smiled, "It was nice meeting you, too."
They watched the two kids go until they were swept away by the crowd.
"You think we'll be seeing them again?" Barry asked.
Oliver smirked. "How much are you willing to bet?"
Barry laughed. "With our odds? Nothing."
"You're no fun."
Ignoring him, Barry continued on to the bag collection. "Let's just hurry up. Where're we going?"
"It's a town called Amity Park."
"Amity Park?"
"Yep,"
"Weird. I don't remember a town with that name in the state."
"Really?"
"Yeah,"
"Strange," Oliver hummed, "Let's follow the lead wherever it goes, then."
Don't say that," Barry groaned, grabbing his bag, "Because whenever someone says that, it takes forever to get anything done and I only have a week off, man."
"Then get a new job."
"Says you! You could by a small country and still have enough to buy this country!"
"You're confusing me with Bruce."
"That man's richer than god."
"And I'm not?"
"No. You're as rich as god, but not richer."
"That's a fair assessment."
Finding a taxi was easy. Finding one that would take them to Amity Park was a bit harder.
Amity Park, Missouri was in the same state as Central City, but Oliver refused to drive for that long, so they'd taken a plane from Central City Airport to Perryville Regional Airport. From there, they were going to take the state highway to MO-51, get off onto Pcr 917, and finally stop right in the middle of the road.
Another thing Oliver conveniently forgot to tell Barry was the Amity Park was in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't on any maps, no website with any allusion to it held directions, and no one who'd been there could say how to get there.
They did, eventually, find a taxi. Throw enough money at someone and they'll do what you want. However, the driver had stated, in no uncertain terms, that he would be dropping them outside the town and they'd have to walk in a straight line to get in.
The wording had been oddly specific. The two disguised heroes followed them to a T.
In the middle of nowhere, surrounded on all sides by trees, was the moderately sized town of Amity Park. There was a single road that cut through the middle, separating the residentials from the corporations.
(Corporations was a strong word. There wasn't a single Wal-Mart or Amazon Warehouse anywhere.)
On the way in was a sign that Oliver and Barry had both taken photos of and studied until they'd memorized it: Welcome to Amity Park! The Most Haunted Place On Earth watch out for Rogue Ghosts.
'Rogue' was an odd word to capitalize.
"I didn't even know this was here," Barry said in awe of the big green park in the middle of the road. It was the very center of the town and the main road wrapped right around it. "There's been a town here this whole time?"
Oliver breathed in deeply. The air was cleaner than anywhere he'd been, and he's been to some really clean places. There was almost a sweet quality to it, smelling similar to candied apples.
"How as a place like this even exist?" Barry asked. He was kneeling in the grass, examining it closely. It was an unsettlingly perfect shade of green.
"Your guess is as good as mine," Oliver said, "Come on, let's find somewhere to stay."
Part 2
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sweatermuppet · 23 days ago
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hello! i'm working for/with the Reproductive Freedom Fund of NH for the year & wanted to let everyone know that the Fund is hosting an online training series next month (July 2025) on various aspects of reproductive health, justice, & intersectionality. all Zoom calls will be from 7PM to 8:30PM EST
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you do not have to attend all five! people outside of NH are encouraged to join, watch, & participate
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sunbookie · 5 months ago
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"A Non-White person who does not know how to not be subject to The System Of White Supremacy has proven his or her ignorance."
"During the existence of White Supremacy (Racism) no person has avoided giving service to it. Many do so with sorrow, many do so with ignorance, many do so with pride. All should admit that they continue to do so."
"The one thing that the White Supremacists do, with great and confusing skill, is to celebrate and praise Non-White people, while, at the same time, systematically oppressing and killing them."
-The Great Neely Fuller Jr. 1929-2025
Rest In Power, Ancestor. 👑🕊️🧠📚✊🏿✨❤️🖤💚🔥🔥🔥🔥
🙏🏿
Do yourself a huge favor and pick up his book from producejustice.com
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tim-per-tantrum · 2 years ago
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What's my favorite pastime you ask? Absorbing the plot of a show I've never watched via fanfiction osmosis. You think I've watched that show? Wrong bitch.
I read a convoluted fanfic, looking up characters as I went and then binge read half of AO3 and determined the plot based on what stayed consistent.
I will join every fandom and not ever interact with the source material and nobody can stop me
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shkoffu · 4 months ago
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An anvil a day keeps the... wait a minute
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ONE OUT OF [REDACTED] DOCTORS AGREE !!!
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cowinf · 5 months ago
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Well I started Dual Destinies
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palatinewolfsblog · 5 months ago
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"Ignorance allied with power is the most ferocious enemy justice can have." - James Baldwin, Playwright, Poet and Activist
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wellwatersurprise · 1 year ago
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movie night with the yapper himself
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reality-detective · 8 months ago
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This 👇 has low volume...
Our World has been captured by Satanic Forces that are so evil it’s beyond most people’s comprehension.
The details on Anthony Weiner’s Laptop of what Hillary Clinton and Huma Abedin did to a small little girl are horrific.
The whole mission since Trump was elected was to save the children. 🤔
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stantanly · 5 months ago
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Hi! Since the other anons were talking about RHATO i had a question, what's really wrong with it? I've heard that the Lobdell run was really bad and that the writing was bad and the characterisation was not good, but I've never really seen anyone actually explain what about it was so bad? If you could help I would really really appreciate it <3
I can't speak for the entire...story?? of rhato, but in Starfire's case the sexualization was BAD man, not a new concept for Starfire but it really does get to a point...now in the story if I remember it right in the beginning she was just sort of there, no memory of the titans or dick, didn't care for earth, just generally not herself
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the memory thing was addressed later on but personally it left a bad taste in my mouth. Not to say I read up to issue 2 and then stopped bc I wanted to give it a chance, but I also didn't read it in its entirety bc the writer is like an actual freak.
Not to mention every drawing of her was incredibly over the top like God we get it she's the sex appeal 🙄, again not a new concept for her, but it just personally gets on my nerves especially with the way they made her act in this particular story.
the general consensus from what I've been told is that she has no development throughout the story and is just there to be a supporting character to Jason (not my opinion bc I didn't read it all but from what I've seen it seems like everyone thinks his characterization is often times shit 😭😭)
you'd probably have to ask someone that read it through to understand why it's bashed on so much bc if I don't like something I'll drop it quick, and TRUST that I did lol
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peppermintkandy · 6 months ago
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A Royal Summons
DC X DP
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Bruce watched as Constantine started drawing something on the ground. They had found a magical artifact on a mission, a pen that can make anything it writes into reality. The villain who had obtained it was relatively easy to outsmart, just a guy who had gotten out of hand trying to fix a mistake. The had part was reversing all the damage he had caused.
They had called the JLD to help with the cleanup, seeing as it was a magical atifact that had caused it. Constantine was the only to come as he had been free at the time.
They showed him the pen that caused the damage. He used some sort of spell on the pen, and everything the villain had changed was reversed. He then offered to take care of it for them.
Bruce had assumed he meant hide or destroy it. That pen could be disastrous if it ends up in the wrong hands.
Then he took out a piece of white chalk and started drawing a circle on the ground.
Now, Bruce may not be magical savy, but he knows what summoning circle looks like. Before he could say anything, though, Superman spoke up.
"What are you doing?" He had stepped closer to get a better look at the circle, which now had the beginnings of a complicated looking symbol in the middle.
"Callin' a friend." Constantine replied simply.
"Who, exactly, are you summoning?" Bruce questioned, also stepping closer. Constantine was almost done, adding a few sigils in the rings at the edge of the circle.
Constantine grunted, standing up and backing away from the finished circle. Before Bruce could ask any more questions, a blinding green light suddenly spread from the circle. Bruce, as well as the rest of the league, was forced to look away.
Soon, the light dimmed to a small glow. As Bruce turned back to the circle, he saw a black liquid start to bubble from the center and spread to the edge. The liquid bubbled and moved, taking shape into something Bruce didn't know the name for. The thing had seemingly infinite eyes that all glowed bright green, and the liquid that made up its form was dotted with small white specks, making it look like a starry expanse.
Bruce was mesmerized and terrified at the same time. It was everything and nothing. It felt like death and rebirth. He wanted to enter it's endless embrace and run in the opposite direction. He wanted to stare into the void and look away, never to see it again.
Before Bruce could do anything, the form shifted, becoming smaller and more human like. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the transformation stopped, revealing a young boy. He was still otherworldly, with unnaturally white hair and glowing green eyes, just one pair, and a semi-transparent tail instead of legs. He wore a black skin tight suit with white gloves and boots, and a white D on his chest.
Bruce, feeling only mildly dazed at the display, looked around to find that the rest of the League pressent, excluding Constantine, also looked confused and a little nervous.
Looking back to the kid, Bruce noticed he also seemed mildly confused. Spotting Constantine, he smiled and flew over.
"Constantine!" The kid floated to a stop in front of said man. "Miss me already?"
Constantine huffed a laugh, "You wish, Kid. Actually, I summoned ya cause the League here found someth'n that feels like your deal."
"Awe, and here I thought you might actually like me." The kid's attempt at sounding disappointed was betrayed by the smile on his face. Bruce had to resist the urge to call Alfred and tell him to get the adoption papers ready. "What have ya got for me?" The kid's expression shifted to something at least resembling serious as he circled around Constantine.
Constantine pointed to Bruce, who still had the pen in hand, "Bats over there's got it. Ask him." The kid turns to look at Bruce. Not his body, just his head, which turns almost 180 degrees. Bruce tenses slightly as the kid's body soon follows, and he floats over to him.
Bruce holds out the pen, and the kid takes it, holding it up to his face to inspect it. "What exactly did this thing do," the kid asked.
Bruce explained everything about how they found the pen and how it was used. To his surprise, the kid listened intently. Only when he finished did the kid finally speak.
"Sounds like something Ghost Writer would have," the kid opened a small portal and put the pen on the other side, "I'll ask him about it." The portal closed as he pulled his hand out.
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sushiisiu · 1 year ago
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klapollo fans have you seen the new drama cds from the trilogy it is so gay. first one has apollo, phoenix and ema going to klav's solo concert and apollo changing his mind on klav's music because of their experiences together in court and geeking out and then klav invites him on stage to duet love love guilty together. this is so huge this is enormous bro. look at this. polly sounds so cute
EDIT: ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF THE WHOLE THING IN THE REPLIES
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