The Holy Grail •
The Holy Grail is a legendary cup said to have been used by Jesus Christ at the Last Supper. According to Christian mythology, the Grail was used to collect Jesus' blood during the Crucifixion. The Grail has become a symbol of spiritual enlightenment, purity, and power.
In medieval legend, King Arthur and his knights embarked on a quest for the Holy Grail, which was said to be hidden or guarded by powerful forces. The quest for the Grail represents a journey of spiritual discovery and self-improvement.
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The Holy Grail is a legendary cup said to have been used by Jesus Christ at the Last Supper. According to Christian mythology, the Grail was used to collect Jesus' blood during the Crucifixion. The Grail has become a symbol of spiritual enlightenment, purity, and power.
In medieval legend, King Arthur and his knights embarked on a quest for the Holy Grail, which was said to be hidden or guarded by powerful forces. The quest for the Grail represents a journey of spiritual discovery and self-improvement.
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Pretas •
Preta also known as hungry ghost, is the Sanskrit name for a type of supernatural being described in Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Chinese folk religion as undergoing suffering greater than that of humans, particularly an extreme level of hunger and thirst. Due to poor karma in life. these spirits are afflicted with insatiable hunger for an unusual substance, such as cadavers or feces.
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Preta also known as hungry ghost, is the Sanskrit name for a type of supernatural being described in Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Chinese folk religion as undergoing suffering greater than that of humans, particularly an extreme level of hunger and thirst. Due to poor karma in life. these spirits are afflicted with insatiable hunger for an unusual substance, such as cadavers or feces.
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GOD IS DEAD
God has long been dead; haven’t you heard? It was the clergymen who killed God, it was the end of the perpetual flow of prophets that killed Him, it was our own awakening to the sanctity of our flesh that did it. It was God himself who killed God. With His passing, He dragged our long-held traditions over the edge of the abyss. What remains? A profound meaninglessness, an insatiable hunger for discovery. People now find themselves drawn inward rather than outward; humanity seeks Him not above, but below! A lost generation finds its meaning in the void of hormonal pleasures—had they known that God was dead, they wouldn’t even be aware that their pleasure would be discovered not in the lower parts of the body, but in the higher realms.
If we were to free ourselves from all our taboos, wouldn’t a completely empty world be left—a world filled with an infinite number of flowers waiting to be named? It is precisely at that moment that our virtues will bloom, that our innermost selves will awaken. Then we shall discover a new god in nature, within the grasp of our intellect. Man is made for exploration, and even more so for the exalted contemplation of that which he cannot fully uncover. What is this obstinacy, if not the attempt to normalize the trivialities we fail to understand? First, we must strike down our customs; first, we must trample our traditions underfoot; first, we must ignite the true battle against our entrenched beliefs.
They do not know what nihilism truly is—that it is the genuine proof of life. It is the righteous and honorable resistance of a people crushed under an iron rule, the ultimate weapon of all those who have been silenced and shackled. The life found in the sun’s dying rays, the path that emerges in the night sky—this is our way. Man must first kill his god so that he may begin to live a new life. Man must embrace new gods… forged from the mineral pigments within the earth, from the legacy of the lights in the sky!
~Irfan
God has long been dead; haven’t you heard? It was the clergymen who killed God, it was the end of the perpetual flow of prophets that killed Him, it was our own awakening to the sanctity of our flesh that did it. It was God himself who killed God. With His passing, He dragged our long-held traditions over the edge of the abyss. What remains? A profound meaninglessness, an insatiable hunger for discovery. People now find themselves drawn inward rather than outward; humanity seeks Him not above, but below! A lost generation finds its meaning in the void of hormonal pleasures—had they known that God was dead, they wouldn’t even be aware that their pleasure would be discovered not in the lower parts of the body, but in the higher realms.
If we were to free ourselves from all our taboos, wouldn’t a completely empty world be left—a world filled with an infinite number of flowers waiting to be named? It is precisely at that moment that our virtues will bloom, that our innermost selves will awaken. Then we shall discover a new god in nature, within the grasp of our intellect. Man is made for exploration, and even more so for the exalted contemplation of that which he cannot fully uncover. What is this obstinacy, if not the attempt to normalize the trivialities we fail to understand? First, we must strike down our customs; first, we must trample our traditions underfoot; first, we must ignite the true battle against our entrenched beliefs.
They do not know what nihilism truly is—that it is the genuine proof of life. It is the righteous and honorable resistance of a people crushed under an iron rule, the ultimate weapon of all those who have been silenced and shackled. The life found in the sun’s dying rays, the path that emerges in the night sky—this is our way. Man must first kill his god so that he may begin to live a new life. Man must embrace new gods… forged from the mineral pigments within the earth, from the legacy of the lights in the sky!
~Irfan
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