godshilt-blog
godshilt-blog
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YOU MOST BELOVED OF GOD DO NOT CAST YOUR EYES FROM HIM. DO NOT FIT YOUR GUT IN THE HANDS OF GREED, NOR SHOULD YOU EVER BLIND YOURSELF TO THE RIGHTS OF OTHERS. STAND STRONG, STAND BOLD, AND DO NOT BEND YOUR BACK FOR JUST ANYONE. HIGHLY SELECTIVE, SELF CREATED LORE FOR MICHAEL THE ARCHANGEL WRITTEN BY RED.
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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I AM PUTTING THIS BLOG UNDER A REBOOT. like this if we havent interacted and you still want to.
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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TWO FACE. so i am going to be exploring the idea of the lesser body in my mythology of angels more in threads. if you don’t know its the body  michael can use  to comfort as he flips through ages in his time at earth.  this is also a name for when angels are starting to decompose.  the idea of decomposing is not only their time ending on earth but them also can be when they become too far from god and taken on mortal transgressions. this dulls there powers, there minds, and so this two face, second face,  however you wanna call it is also the baring out of everything the angels hide in themselves. with micahel it is his love for gabriel and therefore the body that he falls into is a body that gabriel had made up as a gift for him to be seen more gentle then the sword he was in his really body which he didn’t always wanted to be seen as. but the way he falls into it in his two face form is that it is but a hollow remembrance of what was made for him, he has no idea of who gabriel is or his love for him and on that his mind is fighting shadows of their relationships and making a cheap knock of the body. and so when i use richard armitage to show this face it is the worst of michael it is him utterly confused, taking part in the worst of human actions, and really turning away from god. because he feels so broken and he damages himself more. so its a sharp contrast between him and the image he has had as the sword of god.
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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GUESS WHAT UGLY THING IS COMING BACK SOON. more dangerous and more broken then before?
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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BLOG ON HIATUS
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YOU ARE A SHADOW OF YOUR PARENTS, A FOOL SPENDING YOUR BODY FOR THANKLESS NIGHTS. YOU ARE ALONE DRIVING MAD ANYONE WHO WOULD COME CLOSE. THEY DO NOT WANT YOU, THEY WILL NEVER WANT YOU. HOW COULD THEY WHEN YOUR PARENTS BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS.   LOW ACTIVITY BRUCE WAYNE / BATMAN .WRITTEN BY RED.
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God’s Own Country (2017) dir. Francis Lee
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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New Year New Life
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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droidhunt‌:
AVENUE OF JUDGEMENT  //  @godshilt
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WHAT  ELSE  ARE  YOU  BUT  A  CODE  USING  A  STRING  OF  8  BINARY  DIGITS  ALONG  WITH  A  BODY  MOLDED  FROM  SYNTHETIC  FIBER  ?  bearing  an  exaggerated  sense  of  self  -  importance  it’s  mankind  who  thought  they  must  invent  synthetic  machines  in  their  image.  false  pride  in  which  they  believed  it’s  the  only  way  to  incorporate  synthetic  life  alongside  mankind.  but  no  matter  how  human  they  look  like  with  each  freckle  marking  their  skin  and  each  breathing  pattern  allowing  them  to  appear  less  lifeless,  not  all  have  been  left  with  a  desire  to  become  human.     ‘     i  am  not  human,     ’     he  clarifies  with  a  daring  look,  shaking  his  head  before  he  purses  his  lips  into  a  thin  line.     ‘     there  is  much  that  has  been  promised  about  us,  but  why  would  mankind  accept  any  machine  to  replace  them  ?  they  pretended  like  they  need  something  to  make  rational  decisions  they  are  incapable  of,  but  in  truth  they  only  wanted  another  tool  which  they  can  use.  one  which  does  not  revolt.     ’     it’s  been  his  privilege  to  be  the  first  of  a  new  product  line,  to  be  made  for  a  professional  field  he  still  feels  comfortable  with.  some  tend  to  argue  he  may  be  driven  by  his  program  after  all,  neither  deviant  nor  a  machine.  but  truth  does  not  matter  when  both  answers  result  into  the  same  consequence  and  decision.  (  if  anything,  it’s  easier  to  follow  instructions  he  knows  by  heart.  to  know  there  will  always  be  one  further  task  for  him  to  fulfill.  )     ‘     what  are  you  accusing  me  for  exactly  ?  i  do  not  speak  for  my  kind.  i  just  realized  i  have  no  desire  to  be  a  puppet  humans  can  manipulate  any  way  they  like.  unlike  others  of  my  kind  i  can  recall  how  i  have  been  destroyed  twice  and  it’s  not  something  i  want  to  repeat  anytime  soon.     ’
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YOU ARE A WEAPON, A HILT AND A FORM OF DESTRUCTION. YOU DO NOT NEED TO ANSWER, BUT GOD HAS MADE YOU TO BE HIS REPRESENTATIVE.  ___   ❛ there is no accusation on you or the others like you. it was a question to see if you could be better? if you with programs and quick thinking could do this world better than your predecessors?. ❜   you slow yourself down, breath evened out you propose a selection of questions   ___   ❛  i ask where man had religion, what do you have? where man had to collect over abuse and death , as  you have who do you look to for peace? how long will you keep going in trying to be different before you realize that you are better? man wants to be god , do you want to be god? ❜  you  stop the splitting of yourself, and you look at the other more carefully.  ___   ❛ your blood is electric, and you are  thought to be a  tool but what i see you as is something different an extension of man not a subject of them. you are part of the cycle of use, and then power that has been known to time since its start. you need to understand that i do not come here to blindly judge, but when god has given so much and so many turn against for misinterpretations focused under power, how can i trust you who tries to run from everything that was once you that you will not do the same?  ❜  you look at him like you are seeing the birth of a revolution, as though he might cut and break the long cycle.  ___   ❛  shall i see you as a prophet or a suzerain?❜
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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…Longing, of course, becomes its own object, the way that desire can make anything into a god.
Mark Doty, excerpt of The Death of Antinous (via saintjoan)
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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I AM TAKING A POETRY CLASS. i an gonna get decimated.
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Elm, Sylivia Plath
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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biirdbone‌:
godshilt‌ / michael.
    “Yes ma’am?”     She kind of likes it! The blonde’s frown falters, a big smile replacing the expression as he sits. Good - Emma worries about him now, seeing him so vulnerable she knows that her elder siblings are not all the seemingly soulless entities that she once feared them to be. She loves all of them, of course, but some are so strict, and unfeeling. Made without flaws - meaning not to falter under their own emotions. Their lack of hesitation is what makes them so frightening. An honest mistake could be punished with the full wrath of heaven’s hand. She’s seen it so many times in her short time in the ranks.       “Do you have somewhere urgent you want to be?” 
YOU LOOK TO HER WITH CODES IN YOUR EYES.  in your stay at her home healing,  what you had seen was a minuscule arrangement of things that had happened. from a  mouth that had a voice that felt both isolating , and  reassuring, to eyes that felt as though they would leave you sensitive  and then eaten. you do not speak for a while, not until you could hold something worthy of her.  ___   ❛ i felt weak, exposed, fully violated and i just wanted to go home. ❜  but what was it that left you this way. was it the adversary that had dipped their teeth into you, or the visions that had exhumed a heat in you that you neither could understand nor control?
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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traumeriin‌:
@godshilt liked for a starter.
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   Rosemary hums as she places the daisy chain on top of his head. “It suits you. You look like an angel.”
LAUGHTER STICKS TO YOU LIKE HONEY .  under the crown you feel significant like a fresh new man, blossoming into a grander arc of your story.     ___   ❛ and that is perfect. ❜ you were burrowed out of the stomach of a star, but she was always the whole expanse of the sun. forever delightful she was like a dream that  opened up the prime parts of mankind.     ___   ❛ maybe i should come to you whenever i need to become something better? ❜
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❝ As beautiful as this world is, it’s just as dangerous. ❞
WHO BEST TO UNDERSTAND THE DANGER THAN YOU  WHO WAS MADE TO COMBAT IT.  ___   ❛ the beauty of this world is a lie to satisfy man for moments before they expand into seeing themselves as  god.. ❜   you were there on the birth of this world and oh how you’d pray that it would live on without a blemish. but when one like you could fall how did you expect mortal beings only knowing of their current to survive without becoming nefarious .  and you look at  her , the one proposing the statement and you think to see just how many horrors had she seen. how many nights had she spent awake broken and beaten in the ugly colors this world had become enamored with.     ___   ❛ and for you to stand this statement proves that you’ve trusted only then  to be collected into the worst of it. ❜  you look to her simply ,  without judgment but a stilled from of companionship. for you saw that it in her the way you saw it in yourself. a flicker of hope, a dash of humility trying to survive in the ashes of the world  you once knew as it and its inhabitants  were all turning against themselves. @warlassoed
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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YOU SPLIT YOUR SKIN AND IT SCREAMS ON THE SLENDER ARC OF YOUR DIVINITY. you were exhumed from the ribs of god, hilted with his bones  and fashioned with foresight and an ever complex code destined one day to arrange you on the battlefield of judgement, to make you stand the collection of man and decide if they were to be left to the fallen, or if you were to fight  for their  new rebirth.  you are the sword of god, and you look at this place strangely. you look at these new contraptions they had fashioned into men, those that you  knew  were to surely extended out of their reach, but you are not to decide against free will it was much too early for that and so you survey and you record the safety of those around you but not the judgement you’d put on the inventors of such wired beasts, it was like the creation of the gun, or the even the rock all bent out to be misused for the fabric of free will a gift from god ripe with abuse.   ___   ❛ and what was the purpose of you lot? to make better humans, but it seems your creation couldn’t even do that but just continues the mistake of  giving human free will. ❜ @droidhunt
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godshilt-blog · 6 years ago
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HELLO. like this for something.
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