god is a sphere

Everyone living by spiritual and moral norms knows that they have to struggle against lower spiritual influences. This struggle, which can sometimes be very difficult and painful, proves that the aural sphere is of a quality such as to render it accessible to these dangerous onslaughts, and that the emotional nature creates highly precarious situations. We often have to fight hard so as not to sink below our level of life.

The Fifth World comes into existence when the 52 earths of the multiverse combine, over the course of millennia, into two new Godworlds, one light and one dark. These twin Superspheres break through the walls of the Orrery of Worlds into the Sphere of Gods, where they fill the spaces left by the destroyed Apocalypse and New Genesis. The Super Gods are pure, perfect distillations of the heroes and villains of the multiverse and all they represent.


This guy was one of my favorites. Gnome  of the Steamwalke party. Another contribution to Lost Spheres Publishing.

“Gods? Angels? Bah! They are just the totemic-metaforms of a cruxing-statigenic amplifier of massive size! The concept itself is relatively rudimentary involving ether-oscillations between variable pairings within the Seraphic-matrix. Each focal-bond achieves a kind of “zenith point” of reinforcement and the collapses from quasi-reality decay before affecting a dissonance with other recent resonance pairings. I mean the actuality of it is of course more complicated than that if one considers Alhimaht’s constant of mnemonic overlay for instance, which states….”

– Viondi Bronzegird, Head of Oppositional Etherics for the Steamwalkers Parity

“Objects in motion vibrate and produce sound, and planets are very large bodies in motion, therefore they must also produce a sound. Given that their relative distances were concordant with musical intervals, Pythagoras surmised that the resulting sound must be a harmony—a “music of the spheres.” However, in this theory, the resulting sound should be so remarkably loud that humans should hear it on earth, and yet they do not seem to. Why was this sound inaudible? Pythagoras and his followers surmised that, because it was continually sounding, humans had no point of comparison—no real sense of silence or difference—and therefore could not distinguish it from our known idea of silence”.

the sweet pan flute the is played by capricorn. she channels her sacred god pan for the secrets of the universe and the music of the spheres. she plays the tune that aligns with the cosmic sound of planetary orbit that has long been revered by indigenous cultures. she inhales the breath of god through the flute, and this was a great source of amusement for pan. before the catholics prayed with ‘our father’, the ancients chanted ‘oh breath’ for they knew that god’s love was accessible through our immediate everythingness. pan preferred the fresh mountain air to the static of civilisation, and at their core the capricorn longs to return to nature, find a tree of wisdom, to conquer that mountain, and just breathe. it’s easy for her to feel suffocated. through pan’s flute she exchanges the flow of god into sounds of space. pan was abandoned by his mother, and it relates to the theme of parents in the capricorns life where in some form abandonment occurs, largely with the father. she frees the musical talents of pan through the flute she plays that tunes a song heard only by the cosmos. this is why they hold her in such high and prestigious regard, capricorn is adored by heaven because all symbolic forces united in loving vibration and preparation for her winter solstice birth

(art: Jasmine Beckett)

Dominant Ni

“Eh, I’ll do that later.” Never does.

States observations. Is seen as rude and mean.

“Where the fuck is my pen, God dammit.” Hint, it was behind my ear.

Forgets where things are .5 seconds after they leave eyesight.

Gets locked out of dorm room after grabbing hair brush instead of keys and not realizing it till the door is closed.

Constantly planning ahead without realizing that they are planning ahead.

“Why is everything so loud and bright and oh god.” *curls up in ball*


*Turns around, hits head against giant moss sphere hanging from ceiling* multiply by four.

*Buys a thing, already has 30 other things just like it.* “But this one is different, see.”

Yellowstone super volcano

*Forgets something after 5 seconds of being told*

Extremely difficult to do something that is not interesting.

Bad at remembering basic human requirements. Like, you know, eating.

mandamae84  asked:

Hi. I love the fics where Louis and Harry start out hating each other and have really hot hate sex but end up falling in love along the way. Do you have some recommendations? Thanks!

- You Drive Me Round The Bend In which Louis is a spoilt rich kid who’s always on the phone while he drives and Harry is a struggling musician making his way down the mountain. It’s just a matter of time before they crash and burn.(77k)

- Three French Hems : In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin. 19k 

- Reeling Through The Fall :They hate each other. Except for when they don’t.  40k.

- Up To No Good : Harry doesn’t think of himself as a womanizer, not at all. Sure, he enjoys sex, enjoys how women feel underneath him, and by some people’s standards he has sex with quite a lot of people, but that’s no reason to tell him that he can’t have a female PA anymore.It’s especially no excuse for giving him a male PA who’s possibly the most gorgeous boy in the world who won’t even let Harry look at him for too long.Sometimes Harry hates his life.   22k

- Search and Rescue Me : Louis never really paid attention to Harry until they get stuck in the locker room together. Larry High School AU (17k)

- Love Is A Rebellious Bird   : Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who “has made Mozart cool again” according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best.  Zayn and Liam are around too. (134k)

- Learning to breathe : He’s playing football at one of the top universities in England and he should love everything about his life right now, but instead he’s moving backwards. How does your past fit into your present? Louis is still figuring it out.  (110k) .

- Our blood is boiling : “I can’t believe you’re making me this angry when it’s almost midnight and I’m not even drunk. You know what? I could take you down right here, right now—”“You’re red.” Harry interrupts, his lips curving up into a smug grin. “Am I making you red?”Louis purses his lips and absentmindedly brings a hand up to feel his cheek. It’s definitely warm. God, how can he even come back from this? [Louis meets indie singer Harry Styles, otherwise known as the bane of his existence, at a pub.] (6.5k)

UPDATE (much more fics under the cut)(last update on June 18th 2017)

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Not Some Damsel

The Post-Civil War scene Marvel forgot to add where Tony gets the fuck over Steve.

Posting here just in case I’m an idiot and my Macbook dies. Don’t mind me. :’)


The crunching sound of glass shattering under sheer pressure sliced into the wintery air. The surrounding metal bending under the force of the vibranium as it pressed further, embedding itself into the brunet’s chest plate. 

He held his breath. His honey hued eyes staring up into wild, cerulean ones. There wasn’t an ounce of remorse flickering about in the others gaze. Just a little more deeper, a little more pressure, and he’d be dead. With that very realization, Tony’s frame began to tremble as air rushed into his lungs.

He woke up with a startled gasp, hand reflexively reaching up to press into his sternum, desperately checking to see if it was still in tact. “It was a mere nightmare, sir. You are currently in New York, safe in the Tower.“ FRIDAY’s voice promptly chimed in.

Safe. He was safe. New York. Not Siberia.

A sigh left Tony’s lip in both relief and exhaustion, a drop of sweat trickling down the side of his temple to pave a path towards his jawline. It was a distant reminder of how often this occurred. How often he’d wake up gasping for air, how often those steel, blue eyes would bore into his, reminding him he was indeed a man who had everything, yet nothing.  

Nothing back then, at least.

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anonymous asked:

How did you find your pantheon? You mentioned pop culture and personal rep, did you come up with them??

 Hey darling!~

Oh gosh my Pantheon is something i’ve been working with off and on for several years. I had the inspiration come to me when I was a teenager and I went to like a muesum/collection thing and got inspired to associate certain Gemstones with certain royal titles. they were originally going to be for a murder mystery story i was working on but that never got off the ground unfortunately haha.

From there they kind of laid dormant for a while until i began starting to get back into witchcraft and such. I knew i wanted to work with a pantheon but none of them really called out to me much like how my court does. When i decided I wanted to work with them I already had their Stones/Court Titles picked out from my earlier story (a few minor title adjustments were made -a few court members got elevated to higher statuses which they seemed content with so i knew i was on the right track-) From there i began looking into it more and found several links that were really super useful for me when coming up with correspondences and associations for my court because at the time I wasn’t sure if i even wanted to use Pop culture icons or not (or even which ones i’d want to include)

Pop Culture Paganism: An introduction
Creating a Pop Culture Pantheon

This last one by @thiscrookedcrown really REALLY helped me a lot with breaking down my god/desses into spheres of influences:

Creating your own Pop Culture Pantheon: an Ask

(This is getting long so i’m gunna put the rest under the cut so i don’t kill your dash :’D)

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Tohru And Kanna Meet the Kobayashis And It Goes Well (Well, Mostly Well, Depends On Your Definition Of Well)

Dragon Maid ask prompts are rolling in!  Have some meet the parents fic because let’s be real, we all want to know how that went.  

This one’s for @nonon-jakuzurezu​ with 1. “I thought you knew.” and 5. “Can we start this whole day over?”

Worth noting that I broke my own cannon here a little.  I do have Kobayashi’s mom meet the dragon wife and daughter in another fic, but I abandoned that for this one just to make it read a bit more like canon.

Also worth noting if you like Kobayashi fic, there’s three others on my fanfic masterlist.  I’ll be updating it with the ask prompts as I go, too.

It’s almost funny, the way the stares are more pronounced the farther they get.

The two local lines they take are no problem other than the fact that Kanna and Tohru are so utterly fascinated by the idea of turnstiles. That draws more stares in the middle of the city than Tohru's​ tail ever could.

“It’s magic?” she gasps and Kanna stares in awe as other passengers jostle around them, both curious as to what’s taking them so long and annoyed that they’re blocking an entire turnstile.

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List of angelic choirs and hierarchy for writing and roleplaying, brought to you by Bella

Real talk and probably unpopular opinion: TV shows about angels and demons are entertaining, maybe (I wouldn’t know,) but don’t really seem to adhere to the classic lore. This is a brief overview of the angel hierarchy with short descriptions. I might do a follow-up post that goes more in depth, but for now, have the basics. Even though there are some discrepancies among scholars and archivists, these are mostly agreed upon. (Note: Obviously you do not have to adhere to these with your characters, but guidelines/inspiration never hurts!)

The Spheres

There are three ranks, called spheres. Each sphere contains three choirs. Starting from the bottom:

Third sphere: Angels. These are the closest to humans and often are depicted as humanoid, sometimes even just humans with wings. They act as liaisons between the divine and the mundane. ‘Guardian angels’ sometimes fall under this umbrella, as do the angels that psychics and mediums call upon. Angels are the bottom ranks of the hierarchy.

Third sphere: Archangels. These are the messengers. Most famously, Gabriel delivered the message of Jesus’ coming and conception to the Virgin Mother. They also act as commanders of legions and are in constant battle with demons. (Will cover the archangels more thoroughly in another post bc I love them.)

Third sphere: Principalities. These act as 'guardian angels,’ but over entire cities and kings. They can be divided into two sections: administrators and assistants. Admins (as I will call them) guide the rulers and countries more firmly, while assistants are more of a supporting role to their charges. They usually have a crown and scepter and sometimes inspire art or science ideas. They are the highest ranked of the third sphere.

Second sphere: Powers. They are the nemesis of fallen angels and prevent them from overtaking the world. They also manage the movement of the planets and stars to make sure all that stuff stays in working order so God doesn’t have to fuss with it. They are often shown in armor and with various forms of weaponry, like soldiers. They are also considered record keepers of human (and pre-human) history, and were designed specifically to be loyal only to God. A common speculation is that no Power has ever be cast out or fallen, due to this design of theirs (although some say Satan was a Power, so whatever, you do you.) They are the lowest ranked of the second sphere, but outrank the entire third sphere.

Second sphere: Virtues. These deliver blessing directly from god unto the earth and its inhabitants. These are often called 'miracles.’ They bring courage and can help with acts of selfless heroism. They don’t have a ton of lore about them, probably because you can only grant so many miracles before it becomes boring as shit. Some say they govern the elements of nature too (hippies, maybe) but that’s more interesting than miracles to me, at least.

Second sphere: Dominions. They regulate all angels below them, from virtues to lower-rung angels. Basically the departmental managers. God (or Seraphim, as per God) gives them orders and they tel the lower ranks to which the orders apply. They very rarely bother to mingle with humans, since that’s grunt work. Also probably my favorite design out of all the angels, since they look like tall hot humans with huge wings and glowing halos on their heads or sword hilts. After this, we get into the more Eldritch designs with the angels. Dominions are the highest ranked of the third and second spheres.

First sphere: Thrones. Literally just a wheel of eyes and fire. Some Christian theologians chickened out with this one a little and said they are actually elderly men listening adoringly to God’s message, but I prefer the whole 'spinning wheels of flaming eyes’ interpretation. They carry out God’s big decisions directly. They are the lowest ranked of the first sphere, but still outrank even the dominions.

First sphere: Cherubim. They pull fiery chariots and carry God’s throne. They have four wings covered in eyes and four faces (a man, a lion, an eagle, and an ox.) Literally terrifying to see. They were also assigned to guard the gates of Eden once Adam and Eve fucked up and got barred from it. NOT to be confused with the fat baby angels in art. Those are called putti.

First sphere: Seraphim. Highest ranked of all the angels and the closest to God. Basically God’s hype men. Always singing songs about him and radiating pure light and shit. They balance and regulate all of the heavens.  Some say they are made of light, some say they have six wings and cover their faces and feet with two pairs while using the last to fly.

Of the nine choirs, no one can seem to decide from where Satan fell. Some say he was a Seraph (along with Beelzebub,) some say he was a Cherub, maybe a Power, whatever. Azazel was also considered a cherub by some, but an archangel (lowercase A) by others. A lot of the specific angels are open to interpretation. Again, these are a loose guideline: if you feel you have a different source of information or you disagree with it, that’s totally fine! You do you.

Praising the Virtues of Athena (1875). Pierre Olivier Joseph Coomans (Belgian, 1816-1889). Oil on panel.

In Homer’s Iliad, Athena, as a war goddess, inspired and fought alongside the Greek heroes. Also in the Iliad, Zeus specifically assigned the sphere of war to Ares, the god of war, and Athena. Athena’s moral and military superiority to Ares derived in part from the fact that she represented the intellectual and civilized side of war and the virtues of justice and skill, whereas Ares represented mere blood lust.


So don’t cry, crybaby, all dressed in green, how many kisses do you need?

Crowley doesn’t recieve NEARLY as much love from me as he deserves, but Aziraphale tends to be underappreciated and underanalyzed so I can’t really help it T_T Anyhow, I spent the afternoon drawing everyone’s favorite hissy fit, and accompanying headcanons! 

So, I’m fairly certain that there’s a class of angel that’s meant to weep for humanity’s sins to God, but it’s not a specific sphere, so I figured that it’d be some kind of subcategory of Third Sphere, since they’re meant for human affairs? I’m just experimenting with the idea of Crowley having been one of those, with the downside being that the tears of that subtype tend to contain holiness, and since he “sauntered vaguely downward” (COUGH deserted), he never got that holiness fully burned out during the Fall. As a result, his tears still can contain a small amount of holiness, and… yeah that’ll burn him.

As a Principality, I included a sort of basic model for comparison (all principalities, in my mind, would be some variation on it). Crowley would be an Earth Based Empathetic Unit, specifically created to learn and adapt, and since all angels have a specific duty, he was kind of the only one. He is a weird angel, and a weirder demon as a result. His crown variation was obviously plants, which were mutated into snakes upon his Fall, because God is, again, Like That.

The snakes are a little bit of a mockery, honestly. They coil around his head and drip the holy tears onto his face constantly, particularly his eyes, and he has pretty bad eyesight in his True Form, not helped by the bandages that he uses to keep those damn snake holy tears out of his eyes.