serpentandthejar:

Luciferian Challenge day 17: What symbols do you refer to in Luciferianism/Satanism? Why?

Snakes, of course. The fruit of knowledge. Peacocks for pride, and the green and blue of their feathers, particularly green fire or light. The planet Venus. Martyrdom by fire, for heresy and witchcraft. Goats, literal scapegoats. Everything queer, left-wing, or elsewise subversive.

valhallasguardian:

falchionknight:

doubt is good for your spiritual practice. it’s really good for it. too much doubt can poison it and make you spiral and no longer believe in yourself, yeah, but a healthy amount of doubt makes the real experiences stand out amongst the mundane-that-you-misinterpreted-as-spiritual.

critical thinking and spirituality should go hand-in-hand. i can understand not wanting to be hardcore about being critical about things, because it’s your faith and practice, but failing to be critical about anything is…well. you start allowing your brain to make things up and believing it when it does.

THIS. This is more important than I think people realize.

vastderp:

shiraglassman:

katehawkingbirdbishop:

shiraglassman:

grandenchanterfiona:

I feel like the reason there aren’t any ‘Jewish hero fights the Fair Folk’ stories is because we’d easily get out of that situation.

Like, put Hershel of Ostropol in any situation involving the Fair Folk and bro would talk his way out.

This is why I’m not really scared of paranormal beasties. But yes, I’d enjoy reading this happen.

Names have power? Give them your secular name and not your Hebrew one.

If you eat their food you’re trapped? It’s not kosher anyways.

They speak in riddles? What, and you didn’t grow up answering a question with a question?

Confuse the Fair Folk with impossible halachic questions: if a man falls off a roof and onto a woman and as a result she becomes pregnant, is he obligated to marry her and is the child a mamzer? If meat is grown in a laboratory from a mix of various animal cells is it kosher, and is it even meat, and what bracha would you even say on it? Is a unicorn permitted to cleanse a poisoned stream on Shabbat using the innate purifying powers of its horn or does it count as work? Can it be justified as pikuach nefesh? Can necromancy be justified as pikuach nefesh, if one approaches necromancy with the understanding that it is just delayed medical assistance?

And if all else fails, you can always get out a fleischig pan, kick ass and take names, and don’t forget to say the blessing for fucking someone’s day up:

BARUCH ATA ADO-NOT TODAY ASSHOLE

That ending line just killed me so hard omg 😂😂😂😂

There’s a writer on PodCastle who has a howlingly funny pair of stories concerning a rabbi debating supernatural forces. Highly recommended:

escape-artists.wikia.com/wiki/Rebecca_Fraimow

Bonus points for casual queerness doing its thing chilling in the bg of the story, not a lot of writers do that and its a Damn shame.

Video

Mark GrowdenSaint Judas

Saint Judas, Saint Judas, Saint Judas
You got a shot glass scar on your forehead
You got holes in the soles of both of your boots
You’re a movie where the good guys are bad
And the bad guys are good

You like your whiskey neat
As a military sheet
So you drink it straight from the bag
But the kiss on the lips that whiskey is kissin’
They ‘bout to execute an innocent man

Saint Judas,
With your noose on tight
Saint Judas,
Guide us through the night
Saint Judas
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame

You got a stack of cash in your pocket
Oh you sold him for the price of a slave
But at the end of the day which of you is the slave?
You both got your price to pay

Oh, Jericho, it fell to the trumpets
Oh and Heaven, it’s going to fall to the hounds
Oh, but you’ll take your fall like a tightrope walker
But you’ll never hit the ground
No, no. You’ll be dancing on nothin’

David, he’s the Saint of the Poets
Julian, he’s the Saint of the Clowns
Oh well, now you’re the Saint of the Sinners, boy
So won’t you buy us all another round?
Oh buy us all another round

Saint Judas,
With your noose on tight
Saint Judas,
Guide us through the night
Saint Judas
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame

Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame
,
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame