I ran 54 miles this month! This is the most I’ve run in a month since uh ever, basically, and it feels really good — not only the physical fact of running, but the emotional/mental effort of balancing my schedule to have time to run 54 miles. I’m also within a very few pounds of my weight goal, such as it is, and I can fit comfortably in a couple of pairs of jeans I had kinda given up on. All in all, a really good month.



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THIS IS AMAZING IT’S THE BEST DAY EVER I’M GONNA HYPERVENTI— wait. Wait hang on. How did she even see that post? Does she read my journal? Does she follow me—



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(excuse me I need to abruptly polish up my blog because she can see me and also have a breathless attack of glee and possibly die)

ruinandrage:

bayoread:

ruinandrage:

bayoread:

feministfaun:

Is Hellenic polytheism compatible with other polytheist ideas? Specifically Celtic polytheism?

tomeeklystay said: You have to worship the Hellenics before all others, but otherwise it’s totes okay.

Nooooo, this is not truuuuueeee.

What exactly do you mean, feministfaun?

(tomeeklystay here) Really? I know almost nothing about the religion, but got into a roaring argument with soloontherocks about the compatibility of Christianity and HP, and they seemed completely confident that the two wouldn’t mix because both demanded to be worshipped highest. 

This is going to be a terrible example, please forgive me.

But doesn’t God ask for all your love and devotion?

Wouldn’t this be like a poly relationship where you go ‘sorry, I love and respect (first person) more than (second person) yet still want the best of both worlds?’

Again, terrible example but I can’t think of anything better to relate it to.

This one I can comment on with more authority.

It basically boils down to your church and/or your interpretation of the Bible. Abraham was supposed to love god even before his own son (hence the whole ‘yeah ill totes kill my baby for u’ thing) and there’s some other freaky old testament stuff so you can definitely be like “love god the mostest”. But you are supposed to love literally everyone because of Jesus, and that can work with various deities.

But it’s also very possible to love god second and it be okay. Like it’s not exactly correct but lbr we’re not all Abraham and most of us wouldn’t kill our baby just because god said. So it’s kind accepted that you can love people before god and maybe it’s a sin but it’s a little tiny sin. Or maybe it’s a huge sin. Ask your priest. 

UPG though? God is the most chill of guys and he loves you a whole bunch always, and if you love him and do your best to obey and respect him, that’s sort of enough. Or more to the point you can never be good enough and so as long as you do your genuine best to love him and be a good person, you are doing fine. 

Obviously if you’re going by UPG no one is going to be able to tell you you’re ‘wrong’, but just for the record, Hellenic polytheism is compatible with other religions so long as no gods are set above the Theoi. Hellenic polytheism is not compatible with (mainstream? orthodox?) Christianity because the Abrahamic God requires that He be worshipped above all others — “Have no other gods before me” is fairly emphatic on that point. So Hellenic polytheism is emphatically not compatible with Christianity specifically, but it is compatible with most other polytheistic faiths, so long as no gods are worshipped as above or more important than the Theoi.

thymoss:

a masquerade of angels

the work of the divine is never over, but once every celestial year, god throws a party - and what a party it is. it is held under the cathedral of constellations just north of heaven, and the angels are led to it by a golden thread that draws them from the edges of the infinite. they put down their tools and don their disguises and just for a night, they taste the universe entire. 
instead of taking up their harps, the angels sing their own music, waves of holy voices raised in melodies unknown to mortal instruments, and they dance. He has given them the masks of free will, so just for tonight, the angels cavort and flirt and laugh, giggles bubbling sweetly in throats unused to unbridled individual joy. 
even the fallen ones are forgiven for a night, and michael takes his chance, then, winding through the crowd with his wings tucked gently behind for lucifer, for the one night they can meet each other’s eyes behind star-strung masks and pretend the Rebellion was but a comet strung loose just for a moment from the divine path.
when the angels leave, the mortals below look up, thinking themselves blessed to have witnessed such a magnificent drift of falling stars in their lifetime.

christmas gifts : notbecauseofvictories, she for whom the angels sing for

thymoss:

a masquerade of angels

the work of the divine is never over, but once every celestial year, god throws a party - and what a party it is. it is held under the cathedral of constellations just north of heaven, and the angels are led to it by a golden thread that draws them from the edges of the infinite. they put down their tools and don their disguises and just for a night, they taste the universe entire.

instead of taking up their harps, the angels sing their own music, waves of holy voices raised in melodies unknown to mortal instruments, and they dance. He has given them the masks of free will, so just for tonight, the angels cavort and flirt and laugh, giggles bubbling sweetly in throats unused to unbridled individual joy.

even the fallen ones are forgiven for a night, and michael takes his chance, then, winding through the crowd with his wings tucked gently behind for lucifer, for the one night they can meet each other’s eyes behind star-strung masks and pretend the Rebellion was but a comet strung loose just for a moment from the divine path.

when the angels leave, the mortals below look up, thinking themselves blessed to have witnessed such a magnificent drift of falling stars in their lifetime.

christmas gifts notbecauseofvictories, she for whom the angels sing for