Rough draft xcerpt from the mythology I'm creating...
"Chaos smiled her knowing smile and began to work for she had long ago learned that she could build things with her thoughts and desires and had began to desire a change and, out of this desire, came a vision of what she needed to do.
She built a figure out of the earth, taller than the mountains, graceful, and feminine she made this figure, shaping her features like a sculptor with clay. Beautiful she made this figure and fair skin it was given with windswept hair that shone red of its own radiance. Her lips were carved with the same impish grin that Aeloria bore, but her eyes were grey, and they shone with a brilliance to rival Chaosβs black eyes and her nose and cheeks were sun-kissed. Upon her head, was a wreathed crown of small white flowers and around her neck hung a bauble with a gem, named Ardsolor, that shone with a brilliance of a ten thousand stars. With a soft voice like rain, Chaos began to sing the first song ever sung. She sang of the strange desires of her heart, of her need for change, of her need for purpose. Into this song she poured all of her wishes and her fears. She sang of beauty and of innocence and of fairness and of warmth and of strength. When she had finished singing Aeloria breathed into the figure the breath of life, the breath of power, and the breath of creation, the last of which was denied even to her"
Summer
"The effulgent radiance rent the night asunder while the clustered fires roared, sending rivers of flame and vapor into the waiting gloom.
The gods had come!"
@AJamesMcCarthy "The effulgent radiance rent the night asunder while the clustered fires roared, sending rivers of flame and vapor into the waiting gloom.
The gods had come!"
Had someone told 22 year-old me that a quarter of a century later I would be enthusiastically springing out of bed at 5 AM to read 1,000 year-old Icelandic poetry, I probably would have burped beer in their face and laughed a little bit.
Granted, that is a low bar starting position but the point is there was always room for improvement!
@AJamesMcCarthy "As the thunder roared and the white steam plumed and billoughed, those of keen eyes witnessed the rising obelisk appear to break the heavens!"
One of the greatest tricks I ever learned as an NCO was to present missions to my soldiers (when apropos) and ask them how they would plan their part of it if they were in charge. This both put them in a tactical mindset and sometimes gave me good ideas
I think one of the most important aspects of being a good leader is being humble enough to take advice from your peers or subordinates.
Your rank does not inherently make you the smartest person in the room.
@TheBuddyCSM One of the greatest tricks I ever learned as an NCO was to present missions to my soldiers (when apropos) and ask them how they would plan their part of it if they were in charge. This both put them in a tactical mindset and sometimes gave me good ideas
I adopted an ataxic ~13 year old insanely sweet old girl that needed a retirement home...wasn't looking to but she stole my freaking heart π
Meet Peaches. I'm not sure how she'll fit in yet with the pack...still in quarantine...but we'll be making slow introductions soon and I expect she'll fit in well enough.
She trills so much I almost called her Dax, or Jadzia (sci-fi nerds will get it) π
Oh, and one of her eyes looks like a cracked marble. Clearly she's seen better days but she's not been on her own long and has clearly well taken care off. I'm determined to make her golden years bright
I am not a Christian, although I was raised in a Christian church. However, that has not stopped me from reading and enjoying the Bible, along with other religious texts. There are fantastical stories contained within that are often the stuff of inspiration or nightmares...and many times it is both.
However, there are many points at which the reader (of the Bible, in this instance) is often left with unfinished loose ends (e.g. if the blocks of perfectly measured stones that were used to build the Temple of Solomon could not be wrought with tools of iron, then of what material were the tools?). The Bible is usually mum on these things but there are other texts that are not in the Bible that fill in some holes (whether you consider them official or believe them is another conversation altogether).
One such story is found in the Gospel of Nicodemus and it describes how Jesus's spirit spent its time in the three days following his Crucifixion. In it, he went to Hell, as he knew he must, and broke down the gates and bound the devil in chains. Then he led the imprisoned faithful that were long ago sentence to Hell upon their death but only because they had no other alternative until the Crucifixion, out and into Heaven, their souls having been redeemed by the salvation price paid by his blood sacrifice.
That's a bad ass Jesus. I think they should have left that in the Bible