I am in the air now, I am in your lungs I am written, I am spoken by a million flaming tongues I'm the lens through which you see I'm the process, I am the key I am synapses firing bullets from a gun
I'm the world's mystique, I am the words you speak I am language, I am hidden memories that you seek I am the sun before you see me rise I burn still when you close your eyes I am the soul that never dies when flesh is weak
I am inside of you, in spite of you With strength and sacred grace But for all you do, I'll carry you From this bitter place
I am in your future, I am in your past I'm the echo of your footsteps, I'm your shadow cast I'm the heat you radiate I am the fury and the fate I am each beat within your heart, from first to last
I'm your action without thought I am the instinct born inside you I'm the bones from which you drape I am protective skin to hide you
I'm the pull that the earth exerts I am the rain that stings and the snow that blinds I'm the architecture of your world and mind
I am inside of you, in spite of you With strength and sacred grace But for all you do, I'll carry you From this bitter place
I am the dawn of ages, I am the days seen through I'm final entropy, I am inside of you I am the clouds that cover your way into the blue I kiss with life to give, all this in spite of you
I just like to talk about stuff to people and it seems like relatively few people are ever interested in what I want to talk about.
I've tried to join dedicated communities for stuff before, but like, a lot of people who hang out on gaming boards are just such assholes. Even most hip-hop boards are full of people who are annoying, it's really irritating to run into people who are basically what you were at age 14.
man you look hard enough you can always find somewhere where people talk about shit in a civil way
like, online football discussion. there are millions and millions of huge assholes, dumbasses, properly shitty and stupid people out there posting unholy amounts of dumb shit. i still found 2 or 3 places to discuss it (relatively) civilly
Even when I was like, eight, when I first played Symphony of the Night I found having Death be a villain was kind of... puerile is the only word for it.
/pretentious
I always kinda wondered how Dracula gets Death to be one of his underlings.
I mean, really
In the new game they apparently explain this as Dracula renting out his castle to all and sundry fallen gods, folk characters, and anthromorphic personifications that have fallen out of favor with the dominant Catholic church and Dracula lets them stay in the safe zone of his castle in return for being his servants both before and after he conquers the world.
My theory is that Death is just a good, loyal friend to Dracula, the only one to keep coming back after the Belmonts beat Dracula every time; and also the hardest boss in each game.
Even when I was like, eight, when I first played Symphony of the Night I found having Death be a villain was kind of... puerile is the only word for it.
/pretentious
I always kinda wondered how Dracula gets Death to be one of his underlings.
I mean, really
In the new game they apparently explain this as Dracula renting out his castle to all and sundry fallen gods, folk characters, and anthromorphic personifications that have fallen out of favor with the dominant Catholic church and Dracula lets them stay in the safe zone of his castle in return for being his servants both before and after he conquers the world.
Mo The Show, I have had a pretty similar experience with gaming forums. It seems like most anything that can be played competitively (e.g., Pokemon, Smash, Mario Kart) sort of defaults to talk about the metagame and such. I guess that makes sense, given that the group of people who like something enough to post about it on a dedicated message board probably overlaps a lot with the group of people who put the time in to become really good at a game.
That said, I think the focus on who is the best or who is using the best strategy can get a little tiresome sometimes, especially when they are filled with elitism. Granted, discussions about whether Game Y in a series is better than Game X can become just as needlessly heated.
Sunn wolf does make a good point though, if you look hard enough, it is probably possible to find a group of people who will discuss most any interest civilly. However, there may be some trade-offs between how big and diverse a community is and how much annoying behavior happens there. I mean, I think basically all of the English-speaking Sketchbook fans I have met have been pretty good about discussing things without drama, but that group is super tiny. I am not sure that would be the case if it had Madoka levels of popularity.
Death's name in Japanese is Shinigami, so it's possible there's actually multiple "Deaths" and this specific one is just a jerk.
The ancient Greeks had a very similar concept, actually: There was one Death who came to those who died peacefully, and one thousand to serve those who did not.
By the same token, Japanese media has a tendency to filter that sort of thing through its own cultural lens in the way that a lot of American media does, so it's certainly not implausible.
Jesus suffers in His passions the torments which men inflict upon Him; but in His agony He suffers the torments which He inflicts on Himself; _turbare semetipsum_. This is a suffering from no human, but an almighty hand, for He must be almighty to bear it.
Jesus seeks some comfort at least in His three dearest friends, and they are asleep. He prays them to bear with Him for a little, and they leave Him with entire indifference, having so little compassion that it could not prevent their sleeping even for a moment. And thus Jesus was left alone to the wrath of God.
Jesus is alone on the earth, without any one not only to feel and share His suffering, but even to know of it; He and Heaven were alone in that knowledge.
Jesus is in a garden, not of delight as the first Adam, where he lost himself and the whole human race, but in one of agony, where He saved Himself and the whole human race.
He suffers this affliction and this desertion in the horror of night.
I believe that Jesus never complained but on this single occasion; but then He complained as if he could no longer bear His extreme suffering. "My soul is sorrowful, even unto death."
Jesus seeks companionship and comfort from men. This is the sole occasion in all His life, as it seems to me. But He receives it not, for His disciples are asleep.
Jesus will be in agony even to the end of the world. We must not sleep during that time.
Jesus, in the midst of this universal desertion, including that of His own friends chosen to watch with Him, finding them asleep, is vexed because of the danger to which they expose, not Him, but themselves; He cautions them for their own safety and their own good, with a sincere tenderness for them during their ingratitude, and warns them that the spirit is willing and the flesh weak.
Jesus, finding them still asleep, without being restrained by any consideration for themselves or for Him, has the kindness not to waken them, and leaves them in repose.
Jesus prays, uncertain of the will of His Father, and fears death; but, when He knows it, He goes forward to offer Himself to death. _Eamus. Processit_(John).
Jesus asked of men and was not heard.
Jesus, while His disciples slept, wrought their salvation. He has wrought that of each of the righteous while they slept, both in their nothingness before their birth, and in their sins after their birth.
He prays only once that the cup pass away, and then with submission; and twice that it come if necessary.
Jesus is weary.
Jesus, seeing all His friends asleep and all His enemies wakeful, commits Himself entirely to His Father.
Jesus does not regard in Judas his enmity, but the order of God, which He loves and admits, since He calls him friend.
Jesus tears Himself away from His disciples to enter into His agony; we must tear ourselves away from our nearest and dearest to imitate Him.
Jesus being in agony and in the greatest affliction, let us pray longer.
We implore the mercy of God, not that He may leave us at peace in our vices, but that He may deliver us from them.
If God gave us masters by His own hand, oh! how necessary for us to obey them with a good heart! Necessity and events follow infallibly.
--"Console thyself, thou wouldst not seek Me, if thou hadst not found Me.
"I thought of thee in Mine agony, I have sweated such drops of blood for thee.
"It is tempting Me rather than proving thyself, to think if thou wouldst do such and such a thing on an occasion which has not happened; I shall act in thee if it occur.
"Let thyself be guided by My rules; see how well I have led the Virgin and the saints who have let Me act in them.
"The Father loves all that I do.
"Dost thou wish that it always cost Me the blood of My humanity, without thy shedding tears?
"Thy conversion is My affair; fear not, and pray with confidence as for Me.
"I am present with thee by My Word in Scripture, by My Spirit in the Church and by inspiration, by My power in the priests, by My prayer in the faithful.
"Physicians will not heal thee, for thou wilt die at last. But it is I who heal thee, and make the body immortal.
"Suffer bodily chains and servitude, I deliver thee at present only from spiritual servitude.
"I am more a friend to thee than such and such an one, for I have done for thee more than they, they would not have suffered what I have suffered from thee, and they would not have died for thee as I have done in the time of thine infidelities and cruelties, and as I am ready to do, and do, among my elect and at the Holy Sacrament."
--I shall lose it then, Lord, for on Thy assurance I believe their malice.
--"No, for I, by whom thou learnest, can heal thee of them, and what I say to thee is a sign that I will heal thee. In proportion to thy expiation of them, thou wilt know them, and it will be said to thee: 'Behold, thy sins are forgiven thee.' Repent, then, for thy hidden sins, and for the secret malice of those which thou knowest."
--Lord, I give Thee all.
--"I love thee more ardently than thou hast loved thine abominations, _ut immundus pro luto_.
"To Me be the glory, not to thee, worm of the earth.
"Ask thy confessor, when My own words are to thee occasion of evil, vanity, or curiosity."
--I see in me depths of pride, curiosity, and lust. There is no relation between me and God, nor Jesus Christ the Righteous. But He has been made sin for me; all Thy scourges are fallen upon Him. He is more abominable than I, and, far from abhorring me, He holds Himself honoured that I go to Him and succour Him.
But He has healed Himself, and still more so will He heal me.
I must add my wounds to His, and join myself to Him; and He will save me in saving Himself. But this must not be postponed to the future.
_Eritis sicut dii scientes bonum et malum. Each one creates his god, when judging, "This is good or bad"; and men mourn or rejoice too much at events.
Do little things as though they were great, because of the majesty of Jesus Christ who does them in us, and who lives our life; and do the greatest things as though they were little and easy, because of His omnipotence.
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i put entirely too much effort into this
Like I don't think it's a good game either, but it's just sort of unremarkable. It's like hating Crash Bandicoot or something.
I am written, I am spoken by a million flaming tongues
I'm the lens through which you see
I'm the process, I am the key
I am synapses firing bullets from a gun
I'm the world's mystique, I am the words you speak
I am language, I am hidden memories that you seek
I am the sun before you see me rise
I burn still when you close your eyes
I am the soul that never dies when flesh is weak
I am inside of you, in spite of you
With strength and sacred grace
But for all you do, I'll carry you
From this bitter place
I am in your future, I am in your past
I'm the echo of your footsteps, I'm your shadow cast
I'm the heat you radiate
I am the fury and the fate
I am each beat within your heart, from first to last
I'm your action without thought
I am the instinct born inside you
I'm the bones from which you drape
I am protective skin to hide you
I'm the pull that the earth exerts
I am the rain that stings and the snow that blinds
I'm the architecture of your world and mind
I am inside of you, in spite of you
With strength and sacred grace
But for all you do, I'll carry you
From this bitter place
I am the dawn of ages, I am the days seen through
I'm final entropy, I am inside of you
I am the clouds that cover your way into the blue
I kiss with life to give, all this in spite of you
YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY WITH POSTING THAT "MEME" ON THE INTERNET
like, online football discussion. there are millions and millions of huge assholes, dumbasses, properly shitty and stupid people out there posting unholy amounts of dumb shit. i still found 2 or 3 places to discuss it (relatively) civilly
According to my friend who played them at least.
I have had a pretty similar experience with gaming forums. It seems like most anything that can be played competitively (e.g., Pokemon, Smash, Mario Kart) sort of defaults to talk about the metagame and such. I guess that makes sense, given that the group of people who like something enough to post about it on a dedicated message board probably overlaps a lot with the group of people who put the time in to become really good at a game.
That said, I think the focus on who is the best or who is using the best strategy can get a little tiresome sometimes, especially when they are filled with elitism. Granted, discussions about whether Game Y in a series is better than Game X can become just as needlessly heated.
Sunn wolf does make a good point though, if you look hard enough, it is probably possible to find a group of people who will discuss most any interest civilly. However, there may be some trade-offs between how big and diverse a community is and how much annoying behavior happens there. I mean, I think basically all of the English-speaking Sketchbook fans I have met have been pretty good about discussing things without drama, but that group is super tiny. I am not sure that would be the case if it had Madoka levels of popularity.
I hate flutes. Flutes are too loud.
Someone cheer me up.
which men inflict upon Him; but in His agony He suffers the torments
which He inflicts on Himself; _turbare semetipsum_. This is a
suffering from no human, but an almighty hand, for He must be almighty
to bear it.
Jesus seeks some comfort at least in His three dearest friends, and they
are asleep. He prays them to bear with Him for a little, and they leave
Him with entire indifference, having so little compassion that it could
not prevent their sleeping even for a moment. And thus Jesus was left
alone to the wrath of God.
Jesus is alone on the earth, without any one not only to feel and share
His suffering, but even to know of it; He and Heaven were alone in that
knowledge.
Jesus is in a garden, not of delight as the first Adam, where he lost
himself and the whole human race, but in one of agony, where He saved
Himself and the whole human race.
He suffers this affliction and this desertion in the horror of night.
I believe that Jesus never complained but on this single occasion; but
then He complained as if he could no longer bear His extreme suffering.
"My soul is sorrowful, even unto death."
Jesus seeks companionship and comfort from men. This is the sole
occasion in all His life, as it seems to me. But He receives it not, for
His disciples are asleep.
Jesus will be in agony even to the end of the world. We must not sleep
during that time.
Jesus, in the midst of this universal desertion, including that of His
own friends chosen to watch with Him, finding them asleep, is vexed
because of the danger to which they expose, not Him, but themselves; He
cautions them for their own safety and their own good, with a sincere
tenderness for them during their ingratitude, and warns them that the
spirit is willing and the flesh weak.
Jesus, finding them still asleep, without being restrained by any
consideration for themselves or for Him, has the kindness not to waken
them, and leaves them in repose.
Jesus prays, uncertain of the will of His Father, and fears death; but,
when He knows it, He goes forward to offer Himself to death. _Eamus.
Processit_(John).
Jesus asked of men and was not heard.
Jesus, while His disciples slept, wrought their salvation. He has
wrought that of each of the righteous while they slept, both in their
nothingness before their birth, and in their sins after their birth.
He prays only once that the cup pass away, and then with submission; and
twice that it come if necessary.
Jesus is weary.
Jesus, seeing all His friends asleep and all His enemies wakeful,
commits Himself entirely to His Father.
Jesus does not regard in Judas his enmity, but the order of God, which
He loves and admits, since He calls him friend.
Jesus tears Himself away from His disciples to enter into His agony; we
must tear ourselves away from our nearest and dearest to imitate Him.
Jesus being in agony and in the greatest affliction, let us pray longer.
We implore the mercy of God, not that He may leave us at peace in our
vices, but that He may deliver us from them.
If God gave us masters by His own hand, oh! how necessary for us to obey
them with a good heart! Necessity and events follow infallibly.
--"Console thyself, thou wouldst not seek Me, if thou hadst not found
Me.
"I thought of thee in Mine agony, I have sweated such drops of blood for
thee.
"It is tempting Me rather than proving thyself, to think if thou wouldst
do such and such a thing on an occasion which has not happened; I shall
act in thee if it occur.
"Let thyself be guided by My rules; see how well I have led the Virgin
and the saints who have let Me act in them.
"The Father loves all that I do.
"Dost thou wish that it always cost Me the blood of My humanity, without
thy shedding tears?
"Thy conversion is My affair; fear not, and pray with confidence as for
Me.
"I am present with thee by My Word in Scripture, by My Spirit in the
Church and by inspiration, by My power in the priests, by My prayer in
the faithful.
"Physicians will not heal thee, for thou wilt die at last. But it is I
who heal thee, and make the body immortal.
"Suffer bodily chains and servitude, I deliver thee at present only from
spiritual servitude.
"I am more a friend to thee than such and such an one, for I have done
for thee more than they, they would not have suffered what I have
suffered from thee, and they would not have died for thee as I have done
in the time of thine infidelities and cruelties, and as I am ready to
do, and do, among my elect and at the Holy Sacrament."
"If thou knewest thy sins, thou wouldst lose heart."
--I shall lose it then, Lord, for on Thy assurance I believe their
malice.
--"No, for I, by whom thou learnest, can heal thee of them, and what I
say to thee is a sign that I will heal thee. In proportion to thy
expiation of them, thou wilt know them, and it will be said to thee:
'Behold, thy sins are forgiven thee.' Repent, then, for thy hidden sins,
and for the secret malice of those which thou knowest."
--Lord, I give Thee all.
--"I love thee more ardently than thou hast loved thine abominations,
_ut immundus pro luto_.
"To Me be the glory, not to thee, worm of the earth.
"Ask thy confessor, when My own words are to thee occasion of evil,
vanity, or curiosity."
--I see in me depths of pride, curiosity, and lust. There is no relation
between me and God, nor Jesus Christ the Righteous. But He has been made
sin for me; all Thy scourges are fallen upon Him. He is more abominable
than I, and, far from abhorring me, He holds Himself honoured that I go
to Him and succour Him.
But He has healed Himself, and still more so will He heal me.
I must add my wounds to His, and join myself to Him; and He will save me
in saving Himself. But this must not be postponed to the future.
_Eritis sicut dii scientes bonum et malum. Each one creates his
god, when judging, "This is good or bad"; and men mourn or rejoice too
much at events.
Do little things as though they were great, because of the majesty of
Jesus Christ who does them in us, and who lives our life; and do the
greatest things as though they were little and easy, because of His
omnipotence.
Ah, such a lovely passage you quote.
(feeling much better).