#The Macrocosm and the Microcosm

[cuties-in-codices]

dreamy man in a cloud looking at the moon looking at an eyeball

in a german astrological manuscript ('tübinger hausbuch'), mid-15th c.

source: Tübingen, Universitätsbibliothek, Md 2, fol. 37v

[niobiumao3]

My current theory about how the Empire finds Pabu is it's Wolffe.

Infiltration/Extraction is reportedly recruitment bill focused, and episode 8 is a cliffhanger. So, Episode 8 is probably the Pabu invasion. How do they find Pabu?

Setting aside my intense dislike for an Imperial Tech plot, they don't need a bamboozeled Tech to find Pabu. The Emperor gave Hemlock all the resources he needs to find it. But maybe he won't even need them.

If Infiltration/Extraction is about saving clones slated for 'retirement' and Wolffe is there/nabbed by Rex, it's entirely possible he phones home. We already know after DECADES of rehab with Gregor and Rex that Wolffe is STILL fucked up from his chip. It'd make perfect sense if he radios in and gives them all up.

This also lines up with something a reviewer said, that Crosshair would see true forgiveness in the face of a great betrayal. Logically it would make sense this is about Hunter and Crosshair--but what if it's about Wolffe and the residents of Pabu/Shep/Lyana?

Anyways. This would also make Wolffe's presence in the season a bit more logical. Sure, he could be Rex and Echo's inside man but I just don't think he's going to do a Cody and choose to turn. I suspect he has to be hauled out kicking and screaming. And that might be what costs them Pabu.

[wayti-blog]

If you search for the laws of harmony, you will find knowledge.

ancient egyptian proverb

[speaker-of-the-void-cats]

Forsaken Lightfall

Dread not naught. Be brave.

Look around the sky.

Behold the great | divide, the battle | lines of the cosmic war.

Fikrul is a Fanatic.

Scorned and abandoned.

"This is as far as you go."

"Please. For you, I go… instead. All know… darkness lives here. Death. You are not of Ether. Can't bring… you back."

"All the same."

"Yes, Father. We ever serve and await return."

Fikrul is all who strive to regain strength of self and purpose. He is a survivor. He is the outcast priest of the broken plains, and his sermon is death and all the glory that follows.

"Go. Inspire. And avenge your murdered friends."

The why of what we're doing is as important as the what.

To that end, the Shadow of Earth extended a hand, and into it flew the Shadow's companion-soul, who had spoken not a word for many ages.

The Shadow bade the companion-soul to speak, and the companion-soul obliged:

I looked at the Gardener.

I looked at my hands.

"I love you"

With that, the Shadow's fist closed, and the companion-soul was no more.

I discovered the first knife.

And then there were two.

You've no idea how fortunate you are to be my chosen. You hold the flesh of a god in your hands. You are mere steps away from our salvation. Only Light|Dark, to|get|her, can unlock my way back into your world.

That's it, keep going. FREE ME.

Please, brother. Will you walk through hell for me, one last time?

"Yes."

Good. Then let us finish this.

"Everything I did, I did for her."

You brave,

devoted,

pathetic

fool.

Thank you.

Even paradise is a prison....

when you can't leave.

"The line between Light | Dark is so very thin.

Do you know which side you're on?"

RECORD 0-CHASM-31

Rajesh. When he reached a displacement of eight he told us he was dead. I believed him. He was dead. He spoke to us. It was true. Whatever he saw, it was his own future.

He’s fine, afterwards. When I look into his eyes I wonder what came back wearing his skin. But that thought is unscientific.

We speak of nothing but the device. We talk about it like a demigod. When I get out of here I know the whole world will look like a fraying veil.

I think it’s clear that part of the problem is substrate. We need more than flesh and drug to survive this.

This one's for the minds behind the Deep Stone Crypt. You think just because you made me you can unmake me? Hey, I understand. I were you I wouldn't want people knowing what I did either. Guess you better hope I didn't tell anyone about the crypt. Or about the, uh, what was it? Oh yeah...

Long

Slow

Whisper

Cause if I did, that would be real bad for you, huh?

I may be dead, but I guarantee you ain't heard the last of me.

[thirdity]

There is a way to Reality in and through the soul, and there is a way to Reality in and through the world. Whether the ultimate goal can be reached by following either of these ways to the exclusion of the other is to be doubted. The third, best and hardest way is that which leads to the divine Ground simultaneously in the perceiver and in that which is perceived.

Aldous Huxley, The Perennial Philosophy

[middlenamesage]

I think peoples’ failure to make sense of how astrology could have valid connections to our lives, especially when they’re having trouble wrapping their head around how ALL the planets and everything out there could play in, is that they’re looking at it from the angle of “how could all this different stuff AFFECT us?” That’s not the right angle to be looking at it from. We are part of a web which interconnects everything in existence, so what is out there in the cosmos MIRRORS us, it doesn’t “affect” us.

Science currently operates from a very human/ego centric view that doesn’t recognize the interconnection of everything though, so don’t expect it to even realize how distorted the lens has been anytime soon. We aren’t the fully self-standing beings we think we are, but this misconception is what makes us inclined to ask “how could *other source* be having an effect on me?” It’s not having an effect on you; it is you! (in a sense!) Man is a microcosm within the macrocosm. The dynamics above mirror the dynamics below, which trickles all the way down to microcosms as “micro” as an individual life.

We all are reflections of the divine energetic order in the UNIverse, where all parts form a single whole. But we each reflect this order from a unique vantage point. 💖

[sabakos]

Unironically think I'm the polar opposite of demisexual once I've gotten to know someone well the idea of sex feels less appealing I just wanna curl up in bed and watch tv shows and share germs with them.

Okay, and also probably fuck. Yeah. But it feels different somehow.

[ladyvelkor]

being plural is cool cause you can be an anarchist collective that doesn't get anything done all in one girl,

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[brother-hermes]

MESSAGE FROM THE MACROCOSM

“The life of the spirit can be understood only when we do not presume to criticize it with the lower mind, but rather when we develop it reverently within ourselves.

“No one can hope to learn anything of the higher truths if they demand that they should be lowered to the average understanding”

-Rudolf Steiner (The Way of Initiation)

Art by:

[turiyatitta]

Reincarnation Unfolding

The Mystical Dance of Life at the Subatomic ScaleReincarnation is often conceived as a cycle of birth, death, and rebirth. This process, however, is not confined merely to the level of an individual’s life journey, but also at a minute, an invisible scale that continuously unfolds within us.The human body is composed of about 37 trillion cells, with each one possessing its lifecycle. Old cells…

[truths89]

Emotional Servitude

Take: One

Educating your spiritual assailant while mammified to console their internal grievance with accountability. This exchange is replicated along racial, gender, class, sexual and transnational dynamics. Because the threat of violence is not theoretical but manifold and material.

Take: Two

Niceness degrades trust Because words that are powdered in perfume

Are void of truth and begin to disgust Like a failed charismatic intent to groom

When the real lack of concern is apparent Forced politeness becomes aberrant

[thestandingpost]

Well produced doc with some high level practitioners

[ohmconsciousness]

microcosm & macrocosm

[radioconstructed]

⌖ Thank you @ruddygore for the hoodie! This one's for you!

[push / closer to fine]

[ginjones]

Last sentence game

tagged by @quillingwords

Quilling! @notallsandmen already tagged me in this a few days ago but I will happily share more of my ideas for 'The Alchemy of Sleep' because

A: I'm itching to write it and do it justice B: It's already set to be around 5k so a big achievement for me in terms of my writing prowess or lack thereof C: I'm avoiding Uni work as usual!

This excerpt is still in draft form but I will give you a little bit of smut :)

"“You may touch yourself,” Dream says, “you may hold your shaft at its base but do not stroke, that is not the purpose of this exercise.” Following the directive, Hob lifts the fabric of his boxers and curls his fingers around the base of his prick and holds there, unmoving. The warmth of his hands brings a heated pulse to the surface, but he breathes in slowly and settles. He feels calm and centred; an animal safe in the comfort of its burrow with all his soft parts protected and held. For the first time in days, he yawns widely. Dream turns to him and smiles.

And then Dream just rattling of a science lesson is a sexy way:

“There is a part of your brain that secretes a chemical called melatonin. I imagine you will be aware of it.” Hob nods slowly. “I hold… dominion over it. If I deem it necessary, I can instruct your brain to expend melatonin in large quantities at a rapid pace. That is why you feel the pull of sleep and enter my realm swiftly, but not uncomfortably"