#*midnightmass

[thoughtless-aroma]

lesbians will latch on to the literal worst character without fail every time. like collecting pokemon but instead of cute little guys they are all really pathetic 45 year old men.

[flanaganfilm]

A fan made me aware of this video, and I thought I’d watch for a few minutes on a lark, just out of curiosity about what kind of conversation could possibly involve MIDNIGHT MASS and the GOD’S NOT DEAD movies.  Three hours later, I’m very glad I watched this thorough, thoughtful, and above all very entertaining analysis. 

the art of religious interpretation (midnight mass vs god's not dead)

[purrophage]

i did my best

(everything is as it was before me)

[prettyblondguys]

I've never wanted to confess my sins more

[faerioll]

What happens when we die?

Speaking for myself?… Myself. MYSELF. That’s the problem. That’s the whole problem with the whole thing. That word. “Self.” That’s not the word. That’s not right. That isn’t… “That,” isn’t. How did I forget that? When did I forget that?

The body stops, a cell at a time. But the brain keeps firing those neurons, little lightening bolts like fireworks inside, and I thought I’d despair or feel afraid, but I don’t feel any of that. None of it. Because I’m too busy. I’m too busy in this moment, remembering.

Of course. I remember that every atom in my body was forged in a star. This matter, this body is mostly just empty space, after all, and solid matter? It’s just energy, vibrating very slowly, and there is no me. There never was.

The electrons in my body mingle and dance with the electrons of the ground below me and the air I’m no longer breathing. And I remember – there is no point where any of that ends and “I” begin. I remember I am energy. Not memory. Not self. My name, my personality, my choices – all came after me. I was before them, and I will be after, and everything else is pictures, picked up along the way. Fleeting little dreamlets, printed on the tissue of my dying brain. And I, I am the lightening that jumps between. I am the energy firing the neurons, and… I am returning. Just by remembering, I am returning home. As like a drop of water falling back into the ocean… of which it’s always been a part.

All things. A part. All of us. A part. You, me, my little girl and my mother and my father and everyone who’s ever been, every plant, every animal, every atom, every star, every galaxy, all of it. More galaxies in the universe than grains of sand on the beach and that’s what we’re talking about when we say “god.”

“The One.” The cosmos. And it’s infinite dreams.

We are the cosmos dreaming of itself. It’s simply a dream that I think is my life, every time. But I’ll forget this. I always do. I always forget my dreams.

But now, in this split second, in the moment I remember, this instant I remember, I comprehend everything at once. There is no time. There is no death. Life is a dream. It’s a wish – made again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and on into eternity. And I am all of it. I am everything; I am all.

“I am that I am.”

[angstyarthoe]

happy september everyone 🖤

[laertesrevenge]

From a Father Paul Hill fanfic I'm writing(mature):

"The man stands above me like the framed, famed paintings of Jesus in church, though admittedly jesus could never fufill me like this. Hands in his pockets; a lax stance. He is so beautiful in the way a painting of a man in climatic suffering would be. Gentle eyes beneath drooping lids and content smirk. A good Catholic boy, just like my Nana wants. He knows, and I know that he was never a staunch believer. He was never good. He speaks of god exactly the way sweet Catholic boys shouldn't. God, when he curses, god when he comes. God, on my tongue, when He pushes past sealed lips with stern delicacy to placate the world in my head."

[bibically-accurate-angel-elijah]

[izgoyem]

pathetic little man

[eeveelive-blogs]

Midnight Mass [☆7/10]

Limited TV Series on Netflix!

Not entirely sure what it's about, but at some point I was interested enough to put it on my list. I'm going on an adventure with this one; I wont be looking up what this is about and instead just blindly walk in and hope for the best. If it sucks, well, some times adventures suck and that's the true fun of them. They wouldnt be exciting if there wasnt a risk 😈🥰💜

[wierdartistmarcell]

Father Paul beckons you to indulge in the new sacrament.

Unbeknownst to him it is not an angel of God that he has brought to Crocket Island, but rather a vampire.  Paul fits in my humble opinion as a “tumblr sexyman”, and I am more than happy to indulge in the strange, fascinating phenomena that is this stupid idiotic, moron, dumb boi baby vampire priest; Father Paul Hill, a.k.a. monsignor John Pruitt.

[alexyouaquestion]

[hamishlinklatermuah]

[prettyblondguys]

Me going on my stinky little walks for my stinky mental health

[sorcerecoven]

The perfect night in 🎃 • • • 📷 @the.grimm.remains • • • #sorcere #sorcerecoven #midnightmass #goth #gothic #gothichome #gothichomedecor #gothaesthetic #nugoth #alternative #instagram #gothsofinstagram #goths #halloween #alternativestyle #halloweendecor #instastyle #netflix #dark #trending #gothgoth #gothdecor #gothlife #gothvibes #black https://www.instagram.com/p/CndNXGpP3aS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[angstyarthoe]

in honor of me finishing midnight mass last night, here have some whisper app memes i made while i was watching the show!