nickibrill @nickibrill@sunbeam.city

my style of ~magickal~ protection basically boils down to making loud noises and waving sharp objects around when im scared

i am perfectly in tune with common humanity

when he said “Render unto God what is God’s, render unto Caesar’s what is Caesar’s” that was pointing out how caesar as a notmal human could not possibly have a claim on God’s Promised Land for the Hebrews. honestly it was probably more his anti-roman claims that got Jesus executed more than anything the Temple brought against him.

its crazy to me how you could read his story and draw such an authoritarian interpretation from it. (2/2)

today my pastor gave a sermon on the fifth commandment, to honor your parents. in it he acknowledged how some parents can be abusive, but he just kind of brushed passed the issue saying we should honor them anyway.

i dont know, it just kind of got on my nerves that he didnt say something like “of course you should try and keep yourself safe” or anything to that affect. he also talked about how Jesus encouraged his followers to obey the earthly authorities put over them and like...

no? Jesus was a poor Jewish man living in roman occupied territories. he specifically called for the restoration of the oppressed and for the end of wealth, like, i dont think he was in favor of just pandering to despotic leaders (1/2)

Paul: Behold, Christology.

James: Fucked up a perfectly good Jewish sect is what you’ve done. Look at it. It’s got romans.

the funniest line in the bible is when god asked the first humans “who told you you were naked”

like he was giggling at us from on top of a cloud or something and was mad someone ruined his fun

ive figured out why (okay, part of why) i dont like mega churches.

they kill community.

think about it, small local churches used to be the center of whatever community they were present in: hosting social events, charitable action, and civil outreach. megachurches try to do the same type of thing, but when youre drawing in thousands of people from across multiple cities, it doesnt have the same binding affect as when your congregation comes from within a few blocks

the megachurches push out local ones like a theological Walmart, and subsume their community. how are you supposed to connect with people when your sitting next to a different group every week with no hope of finding anyone familiar? how are you supposed to maintain a relationship with your pastor when his time is literally worth millions of dollars

megachurches turn dehumanize people in the place we’re supposed to be the most connected

listening to the wildlands podcast (modern history of the democratic party told by an obama speech writer) and this episode theyre talking about the trump election

my head keeps going back to how angry and toxic the world felt after that election; how i lost friends and got into arguments and felt the whole country was against me and people like me

now i look around, and the world is still angry. but not just the racist and homophobic vitriol that was put on spotlight that november

now theres also the anger of AOC, the anger of the womens march, the anger of Green New Deal proponents, the anger of me and people like. an authentic anger at the world we’ve been forced into

i think that embracing that anger is the only way to move forward

Cool Youth Pastor: “Rick Riordan had it half right......... we’re all demigods....... of C H R I S T.”

me:
"There is a spark of God's divine nature in all of us, which is why we are all worthy of respect and love."

my hypocritical sinful self, .2 seconds later:
"I hate ugly people."

back from my periodic break down in the church pews, ready to fight the devil, myself, and you

“how do you reconcile being gay and being christian”

“oh, simple. i want to fuck jesus.”

“eh—wait what”

“yeah, i mean come on. those steady, calloused hands? that voice that carries over crowds of thousands? the passion and unbridled love in those eyes? need me a freak like that.”

“white man on acoustic guitar” is an awful enough subgenre, but when you combine it with “white man covering beyonce” it turns into something absolutely feral

reminder that tomorrow (after the horniness prohibition) will hence for be known as “fingers in the horses stomach sunday”

im gay for moral, environmental, and religious reasons

go start a fuckin garden. peel some potatoes for thysen. im tired of people not doin manual labor and thinkin them who do are lesser. we dint carry enough baskets on us hips, thats the issue.

absolutely balls to the walls that im not allowed to go jogging in my chonies. just hysterical, honestly.