omnipotence

I've read Lewis's published letters where he reflects on Christianty couple years ago and...his image of Christ in these letters is still not as nice as was Aslan's character.......

this is one of my favourite posts of all time

🤧 immediately 🤧

Happy pride.

i dont reconcile w anything bc i dont give a shit thanks for sending me this batshit ask tho

.“my greatest joy awaits me, or my death, I do not know which, and have not known since I stood before him.”.

just remembered that i have free will so here is Higgs as a scooter driver(rider?? idk anyway i hate them on the streets!😩 but he would definitely use it if he could just to piss people off🥰)

maybe the single funniest twitter comment I've ever seen

Additionally, how do we know that [best currently available theory] is true, and not [dominant theory from 100 years ago that repeatedly failed in the face of evidence]? I have found some minor methodological flaws in [studies that were not designed to prove the best available theory, but rather examine edge cases within that theory], so we should really consider [nonsense with no evidence backing it whatsoever].

thing that i made too late at night

I once again failed to make an art piece in time for this blorbo birthday, but here's a meme I made for the occasion. Happy birthday, you stupid clown of a man (affectionate)

me, pacing around the room in a wild-eyed manic frenzy: "i knOW RIGHT?! but when iiiiIIII went outside the house and the hellsite to try to tell people, they threw me to the Jackals, the Jackals, the Terrible Jackals, with their gnashing teeth that said [the character married someone of the opposite sex and we have a very blinkered view of what that means] and tearing claws that read [here's the Author's Opinions on fanfic and shipping] and I screamed 'being in a het-presenting relationship doesn't null and void queerness!' and they ripped my tender flesh to shreds so I screeched 'a platonic relationship can still be queer! there's actually a word fo-' and they cracked so so many of my bones as I demanded 'does Death of the Author mean nothing to you?!' and they pushed me down a ravine and I crawled for hours in torment until I chanced upon a tent with a beautiful golden twink inside and the twink nursed me back to health over a period of 6 tormented nights of panicked weeping and as I mewled one evening at the desperately desired relief and safety granted by the gentle touch of their long, delicate tawny fingers and their loving embrace, our lips met and I immediately panted 'No homo' into their open mouth because A Very Annoying Redditor with a Terrible Substack Who Gets All of their Opinions from an Unfortunate Blog Post by the Author in 2008 was waiting outside the tent to jump us if I didn't and then beat me senseless with their fists or mayhaps a cudgel."

is this anything