“Oh my God, Tamar thinks. That woman looking at purses—she. She. Her mouth. Her mouth glows with fire; she exhales light. Bright light. Like, burned by the fires of God light. She’s one of the Holy—out shopping. Tamar wrenches her gaze away, retreats behind the chocolate rack to try to stop herself from staring. That’s a Holy, a burned one, someone who has directly experienced God Themself and been forever changed by it….. There are lots of ways for a human body to encounter God, but if it’s her tongue that’s missing, that means this woman has spoken one of God’s names, right? And having done that, she’d never be able to speak again…… She closes her eyes and thinks about the color of that fire, the intensity. She’s never understood before why the Holy pay the price they do. To touch the glory of God is to be unable to ever touch again: that’s the phrase Tamar’s heard since primary school. It makes her think of the feeling of reverence. Or awe. Or fear. The difference between those emotions seems to blur when one approaches Them, like the air blurs in the light of this Holy’s breath.”
From Stalking and the Glory of God by @ivanaskye
Possibly the coolest commission I got to work on, @vardasvapors commissioned me for some art of her gf’s new book, and you can read the prequel for free with the link above!
movies about apocalypses: it’s every man for himself!! you can’t trust anyone, it’s a wasteland of solo travelers and sad families, we’re alone out here
humans irl: *pack bond with strangers*
*pack bond with large carnivores*
*pack bond with robots in space thousands of miles away*
Apocalypse preppers who fantasise about all our artificial rules and governments falling away in times of chaos seem to forget that we invented those rules and governments. Over and over. When you put humans near each other, they group up and make a society; that’s why those governments exist. Do they think we magically stop doing that in dangerous situations? Because… we don’t.
why DO teenage girls go through a witch/occult phase? I had tarot cards and a spellbook and I knew a group of girls who messed with ouija boards and another who had ghost hunting equipment. “oh yeah Cindy’s just going through that girly phase where she tries to raise the dead.”
Exploding galaxy brain: almost every instance of women being accused of witchcraft hides a historical narrative of a time when women had power, influence, skill, or money that made powerful men uncomfortable. So these powerful men labelled these women witches and murdered them to erase any attempts at their doing anything from healing the sick to brewing fucking beer. So you could say we go through witch phases because on some level we know we’ve been robbed of our real history and it’s an attempt to understand our brief moments of societal power through its paranormal frame narrative.
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