This is an enormous chain and I’m sorry, but I need to say this:
The laws in the Old Testament were set forth by god as the rules the Hebrews needed to follow in order to be righteous, to atone for the sin of Adam and Eve and to be able to get into Heaven. That is also why they were required to make sacrifices, because it was part of the appeasement for Original Sin.
According to Christian theology, when Jesus came from Heaven, it was for the express purpose of sacrificing himself on the cross so that our sins may be forgiven. His sacrifice was supposed to be the ultimate act that would free us from the former laws and regulations and allow us to enter Heaven by acting in his image. That is why he said “it is finished” when he died on the cross. That is why Christians don’t have to circumcise their sons (god’s covenant with Jacob), that is why they don’t have to perform animal sacrifice, or grow out their forelocks, or follow any of the other laws of Leviticus.
When you quote Leviticus as god’s law and say they are rules we must follow because they are what god or Jesus wants us to do, what you are really saying, as a Christian, is that Christ’s sacrifice on the cross was invalid. He died in vain because you believe we are still beholden to the old laws. That is what you, a self-professed good Christian, are saying to your god and his son, that their plan for your salvation wasn’t good enough for you.
So maybe actually read the thing before you start quoting it, because the implications of your actions go a lot deeper than you think.
Fucking. Thank you.
Grace Brown has photographed hundreds of survivors and received submissions from thousands more since starting Project Unbreakable in October 2011. Her images document the threatening, demeaning and downright misguided comments that sexual abusers use to torment and subdue their victims.
Some pictures capture a particularly haunting aspect of sexual victimization: so-called “corrective rape,” a hate crime used against LGBT people as punishment or in the belief that forcing them to have heterosexual sex will “cure” them of their homosexuality.
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Corrective rape happens in every country we need to stop acting as if it’s restricted to countries that fit into the narrative of ‘backwards’ countries.
Fuck ignorance! I was born this way and nothing you do will make me “straight”!!
welcome to harvard: linguistics 101
Is this reality?
yo the word fucking is actually really interesting because it’s one of american english’s only infixes
YES THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY COOL MY AP ENGLISH TEACHER WENT ON A 5-MINUTE RANT ABOUT “FUCK” AND HOW IT’S THE ONLY WORD YOU CAN INSERT INTO OTHER WORDS
I JUST HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THE WORD “FUCK” OKAY
in 11th grade art we had to make mythical creatures with clay but i didn’t want to do that so i made a log and added a lil worm friend on top of it but my teacher got mad and said i had to make it mythical so i added a horn to it and made it a uniworm
this is why art classes in schools suck. That is a bloody amazing log. look at the texture, the colour. The worm is incredible and the teacher is unhappy because it was supposed to be mythical? Who the fuck cares? will the teacher have their pay docked if a student makes a logworm instead of a basilisk???
This furthers the argument that school is about following instructions, not learning. That really is a great sculpture, by the way.
I think it’s the perfect time to write this…
So I’m here, sitting on a bus on my way to work, listening to music…or actually playing background noise to dull out the racket my demons are making in my head. They are being annoyingly loud today, and I can’t seem to block them out effectively.
My name is RD, I’m 23 years old and no one understands me. Not even myself. That is one dreadful thought right there; one day everything is just fine and then out of the blue, you’re feeling down, irate, lonely and melancholic for even the stupidest things. I’m embarrassed to admit that I almost cried the other day because I saw someone eating a burger. What the fuck. Who cries over something like that? I feel abnormal, like an abomination, a monster. I feel alone. I KNOW I need help, but I haven’t gotten around to it. I’m scared people will judge me… It’s dumb, right? People judge you daily without you even knowing, but you still care, no matter how much you say you don’t. I’m about to shed a few as I write. Writing makes me free…writing is about the only way I can coherently express myself without sounding or looking like a troll. And even though I love writing a whole lot, it’s a double edged weapon. While it helps me forget, it also makes me remember…
My life hasn’t been too bad; I’d be lying if I said that. However, I don’t feel like I belong here. I honestly don’t feel like I’m part of my own family. Like I’m an underdog in a fight or something of the sorts. I feel empty, incomplete. Broken,mangled, torn, ripped. I’ve been betrayed so much, I don’t know how I can continue trusting people. I like my solace because when I’m around people, I’m invisible and mute. Nobody remembers me until I’m of use to them. And that’s when I feel like a toy from a toy box. Not a pretty feeling at all…
I’ve stopped cutting quite a bit ago. Though many scars have faded to the naked eye, I can still see them and ache to reopen them. I feel like I need to see my blades stained in scarlet as a proof that I’m alive. And as the sweet, stinging pain passes through me I feel like I can breathe again…until the next time I feel like I’m choking with so many feelings and emotions and cut again… Some days are really good; others, not so much. Those are the days you just don’t want to get out of bed and see what a beautiful day you’ve got outside your window. Despite of however you are feeling, try to get up, try to live, try to survive. You are stronger than what you think. It takes courage to live; only cowards take the easy way out… That’s what I try to believe and live by. I know it’s difficult…but if I repeat this every day, maybe I will finally believe it and keep it rooted in my mind, in my soul, in my heart. Just by trying, you’re doing a whole lot… Don’t kill yourself… Don’t let anyone kill you… Don’t die.
What you can do with Nutella!
I think this pretty sums up my feels today.
Did I ever mention I love my #stamp collection? Mencioné que amo ki colección de #estampillas? #snoopy #limitededition #charlesschultz
The tweet that saved the entire female population
To do list.
are you allowed to do that?
let the inter-species games begin!
A way for the punters to entertain the animals!
I approve of this.
It reminds me of a wolf sanctuary I visited where the Wolves had to pens, so at one point they put the wolves into their feeding pen and gave us all meat to hide around their ordinary pen.
Once we were all out and the gate was securely locked they let the wolves back in and they had so much fun hunting down and pulling out the meat.
Ways to safely play with the animals in a respectful manner that is enjoyable for the animals need to be incorporated into zoos and wildlife parks so badly.
It’s so important for the mental health of the animals that they (A) have something to do and (B) have a positive experience from having all of these strange humans watching them all day.