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This is the only day you can reblog this

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- PG Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

Happy autumn, everyone.

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People will say they aren’t religious, and then be wholly committed to some lifestyle/self-help cult that takes more time, money and effort than attending any kind of religious service once a week ever will.

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The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.

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“If you are penitent, you love. And if you love you are of God. All things are atoned for, all things saved by love.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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Tumblr isn't social media, it's a habit. Like smoking. We're all gathering by the dumpster in the cold, reblogging posts.

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Anne Carson, “The Glass Essay”

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“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.”

— bell hooks (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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You have been visited by the spirit of 2020. Peace and health will be yours in the coming year but only if you reblog this in the next 46 seconds

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perhaps love and kindness are practices rather than feelings or states of being

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“Our souls demand Purgatory, don’t they? Would it not break the heart if God said to us, ‘It is true, my son, that your breath smells and your rags drip with mud and slime, but we are charitable here and no one will upbraid you these things, nor draw away from you. Enter into the joy?’ Should we not reply, ‘With submission, Sir, and if there is no objection, I’d rather be cleaned first.’ ‘It may hurt, you know.’–‘Even so, Sir.’

“I assume that the process of purification will normally involve suffering. Partly from tradition; partly because most real good that has been done me in this life involved it. But I don’t think suffering is the purpose of the purgation. I can well believe that people neither much worse nor much better than I will suffer less than I or more. ‘No nonsense about merit.’ The treatment given will be the one required, whether it hurts little or much.

“My favorite image on this matter comes from the dentist’s chair. I hope that when the tooth of life is drawn and I am ‘coming round’ a voice will say, ‘Rinse your mouth out with this.’ This will be Purgatory.”

-C.S. Lewis

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… Although we can’t always control the broader calculus of our “broken world", we can author our own personal decisions in response the surrounding chaos. We never abdicate the ability to maintain the “moral line” and make decisions of “conscience” even if the surrounding world doesn’t accommodate those decisions. For reasons which often lie beyond human comprehension, G-d sometimes allows evil to flourish. It is difficult to decipher this mystery and we often struggle to understand Divine logic in a bleak world of rampaging evil. Despite these ‘unknowns’ and the frustration it sometimes causes we are empowered to maintain our own religious and moral convictions even if we can’t calculate how these values will impact an uninviting world.

Rabbi Moshe Taragin

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“The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things… are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshipers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.”

— C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory

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I don’t ‘zone out’. Being zoned out is my default state, and I occasionally zone back in to check how things are going.

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“In the Biblical conception… the basis of experiencing the presence of God is contribution and giving of the heart. Many have pointed out the very strange wording of the verse toward the beginning of the Torah reading of Terumah (Exodus, 25, 8) – “And let them make Me a sanctuary, that I may dwell among them”. Seemingly, the verse should say that the Israelites are to make a sanctuary that God may dwell within it – but, it says instead that God may dwell among them. The sanctuary that is being spoken of is a sanctuary among the Israelites that is built in the heart – and, the foundation of such a sanctuary of the heart is contribution.”

— Jeffrey Radon