We wuz mostly not kangz, but I hope someday we may all live with the King of Heaven and Earth.
Welcome degenerates, welcome sinners. Welcome saints if any of you are out there. I like to think one or two are lurking. Welcome /lgbtpol/, welcome /fitpol/, or do I repeat myself?
Welcome believers, welcome mockers. Welcome skeptics, welcome superstitious. Priests (if we have any), sex magicians, usurers, and card cheats: welcome.
I've been doing battle with schismatics, heretics, and nonbelievers here for a couple weeks now. Earlier today I said I would share my somewhat crazy conversion experience. Well, lend me your ear and I'll tell you.
I haven't organized it all in my mind yet so I imagine I'll be taking requests for parts of this. It's a tale of race and IQ, Jewish activism, the Donald, MS-13 Satanic ritual murder, sodomites, demonic possession, exorcisms, blasphemies, heresies, and behavior utterly unfit for the workplace.
It's a tale of sin and redemption, a tale of confusion and insight. A tale of Nietzsche, a tale of Aristotle. A tale of (((PornHub))), a tale of chastity. A tale of dudeweed, and of sobriety.
Say a Hail Mary or two for me. I'll need some actual grace to get through all this typing.
Let's start with the events of 10/17-10/19/2018, which led to my losing my job (it'll be OK lads).
WEDNESDAY 10/17/2018 Memorial of Saint Ignatius of Antioch, Bishop and Martyr
I work packing boxes for a moving company. I drive up to the client's house (late, but w/e) and the truck immediately dies. I go out again repeatedly to try and start it. No dice. Ultimately mechanicbros have to come fix it.
The first thing I notice at the client's house is a big rainbow flag flying. He's a practicing homosexual. Whatever, I see that all the time. I enter the house and get a quick tour of everything I'll have to pack. He says he might need help removing pan racks from the walls in his kitchen. >I've got some stuff high up I need to take down! The crew and I get the picture. I go over the paperwork and get crackin. Things seem normal enough.
By way of a mirror, I spot a black African devil mask hanging next his front door. This thing is too sinister to look at. I impulsively take it down.
Not a moment passes before I start noticing more suspicious occult-looking stuff around the house. On the man's mantle is some Judaica--ram's horns. On his piano, next to pictures of him and his boyfriend--with whom he was breaking up, hence the move--was an artistic representation of a (gay) man committing suicide. On the exit-wound side of his head was a flowery explosion; suicide here was made to look appealing.
On the door frame, above the living room, in the highest place in the house, a slender wooden statue of a cat.
I've started to notice the pattern by now and I begin to scour the house with my eyes. There are some saving graces--there's a bust of the Virgin Mary under a table, for one. And a nice cross design on the wall in the bathroom. And Church music in the piano bench. And a picture or two of Catholic churches. This man seems to be of two minds.
But all the pagan and occult stuff is high, and the Christian stuff low.
The client steps out for a moment and I get to sorting, sorting, sorting. All those weird evil-eye fridge magnets? DOWN. The one for the Michael Jackson Immortal tour where he's posed like Christ? DOWN. LGBT stuff? DOWN. Pretty cathedrals? UP. Virgin Mary bust? Up on the table by the door. Windows? Open. OUT, DEMONS! I begin to cross myself and say while touching objects >In the name of Jesus, go! This was delusional. I do not have the power to cast out demons. Only Jesus does, and exorcists only by Jesus working through them. But I was hardly catechized at this point. I was working on movies like Hereditary and Netflix's Veronica. I ain't know sh-t, homies. I get *some* dishes packed in this time, keeping my activity mostly covert. My eyes dart over to the table under which I found the Virgin Mary bust. Then I see it.
Now this client had a couple little chihuahuas. Chihuahuas typically hate everyone but these owners, but, as I said >these guys are two little saints! I begin to read the back of the ouija board. >DIRECTIONS >Place on the laps o- YIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIP! YIPYIPYIPYIPYIPYIP! YIPYIPYIPYIP!
First peep I'd heard out of the doggos all day.
The cat, meanwhile, is somewhere upstairs and sounds pissed.
I put the ouija board, the African mask, the Judaica, the suicide pic, and other odd-looking things on a pile on the floor. I mentally note to pack them later.
*chihuahuas typically hate everyone but THEIR owners
Ryder Rivera
IN WHICH I DESCEND INTO THE BASEMENT
I go down to the basement to look for stuff to pack. It was unnecessary, we didn't have to get any of that stuff. But there I saw it, my evillest symbol yet.
The Star of David. Ahem, of Remphan. Ok, it was a Chinese checkers board. But it was up on the wall like a decoration. There was a box with another Star of David pattern on it. I looked inside it. Condoms, a lighter, a remote control, probably to some unholy device I couldn't imagine and don't want to.
I poke around a bit more and find a room packed with junk. A sign like a license plate over the back window
>NEW ORLEANS VOODOO
All right, I've had enough of this place. But I hadn't seen anything yet.
I am mostly calm by this point, thinking the worst was over. I was packing odds and ends when I came to one little fragile-looking object, which I would need to wrap in protective paper.
It's a tooth. Long, and twisted. Kind of like a human canine, but thrice as long, flattened, and divided into three unevenly long points, one sort of braided over another. It looks like nothing natural. It must have been some extreme deformity, some aberrational growth.
I ask >what is this? Client: It's a tooth! >what kind of creature did THIS come from? I think a HUMAN!
ohshit.jpg. Coworker and I shoot each other a glance like I've never shot at anyone.
>Where do you get it? I found it! >Where? In this house! Twenty years ago, when I moved in! >... In the basement! In a box with some insurance papers and a bullet!
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Is this a mothaf--kin' curse???
1. Host/possessed object 2. Object belonging to cursed individual 3. Written name of cursed individual
Isn't this how it works in the movies? Satanists, help a brother out.
NOTE: superstition is a sin and ALL POWER ON HEAVEN AND EARTH HAS BEEN GRANTED TO JESUS CHRIST. While demons exist, they have ZERO power unless human free will chooses to serve them. Their favorite thing.
At this point I'm about ready to GTFO the house. But strange things are yet to come.
The client is fat and constantly burping. Not even fat fat, just fat in the belly like he has a big gut tumor or impacted bowels or something. His eyes are watery and he seems to snap in and out of "normal mode" where he speaks in this weird chirpy voice. I begin to suspect he is possessed.
I do his paperwork and charge him. He tips us $20/each. Hardly a lot for a whole day of work. But whatever. I am perfectly fair, charging him exactly 20% over the estimated materials cost (my boss's maximum for over estimate). I don't charge him for a minute of time when we took breaks. But I make a math error and accidentally overcharge him $200.
Suddenly he wants to tip more. We talk %s, rounding up, subtracting the tip he already gave us, and after that long and slightly confusing chain of reasoning...he gives me another $200. Exactly. It's like he wanted me to wrong him.
He sees his written name on some paperwork. He exclaims in his creepy high voice >is THAT my name?!?! Well, yeah... >WHO WROTE THAT? Uh, my boss, we always wri-- >THAT LOOKS JUST LIKE MY HANDWRITING! Huh, that's odd. Well, thank you! Have a good move tomorrow!
And I leave in the new truck.
Later on I looked up his name, which I won't share here. His first name, common enough, was Andrew, which comes from the Greek andro- meaning manhood. His last name is related to a root word meaning "victory."
>Manhood Victorious.
Has the love of other men won the day in his heart? Will he get over the homo thing? Will true manhood triumph? I don't know. I hope he, ahem, pulls it out, though.
>once saved, always saved heresy. but the general message is great, of course
Jeremiah Jones
>the Donald Don't even have to read anything else in the OP. This is obvious bait.
Leo Hill
All right goys, that's the first demon story. It's not why I became Catholic. At this point I had already been back to Mass (10/14). But I hadn't made my confession and taken communion in a state of grace yet. The forces of evil had their sights trained on li'l ol' me. My guardian angel must have been working overtime.
I need a cig. Well, not really. But I sure would like a light blue American Spirit. Brb
>conversion >confession Hold on bro. Did you convert, or just come back to the fold? If you're converting, you need to speak with a priest, become a catachumen, amd get baptised before you can recieve any of the other sacraments.
Cameron Clark
Friendly reminder he came to bring the sword but you faggots got fat and lazy and thought you're government would swing the sword for you but you were wrong to believe it so either swing you're own sword or literally kys faggots
I was baptized Catholic as a baby. Spattering of Protestant churches as a child. From 13 or so to 29, atheist.
I know the faith fairly well for a layman. I knew that being baptized, I could make a confession whenever I wanted. I made my first 10/20 and took communion at vigil mass right afterward.
>22 And, behold, a woman of Canaan came out of the same coasts, and cried unto him, saying, Have mercy on me, O Lord, thou son of David; my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil.
>23 But he answered her not a word. And his disciples came and besought him, saying, Send her away; for she crieth after us.
>24 But he answered and said, I am not sent but unto the lost sheep of the house of Israel.
>25 Then came she and worshipped him, saying, Lord, help me.
>26 But he answered and said, It is not meet to take the children's bread, and to cast it to dogs.
>27 And she said, Truth, Lord: yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters' table.
If you are not a Jew, Jesus views you as a dog.
Hudson Brooks
THURSDAY 10/18/2018 Feast of Saint Luke, evangelist
This one will start in medias res. The action at clients' houses wasn't that interesting. Similar demon-purging.
First client had pictures on his wall of a rabbit and a stag. I see many of both in the woods behind my house, where an MS-13 ritual murder had happened a year ago. More on that later, if Anons want.
On the lower corners of both pictures, stuck to the wall, were clumps of dust (skin) and human hair. Sacrifices? I cleaned the wall. Unusual. I said it was because I didn't want him to have to >pay the landlord get it?
There was other weird stuff but not worth mentioning. The client gave me a nice outdoor table and chairs set. My coworker said that the rusty water that flowed out of them looked like blood.
The afternoon job was small. More possessed object-purging, misguided. I saw several images of bees in the house. Honey jar. Diaper bag. Little stuffed animal. I noticed a pattern. My ex-girlfriend's name? Greek for honeybee. My parish school mascot? Bees. Hives all around my house. Anyway, I finish the job and right at the end the client tells me >my husband just killed a hornet upstairs Not even surprised at this point. Things seem well.
At the end of the job I talk to a coworker from the day before. He said something about if he died, he'd go to heaven because he's a good person. I told him >no dude, that's not how you get to heaven. It's Jesus Christ. None of us are good people. We need him to wash away our sins. I also tried to cast a demon out of him. Unwise. Later I drove him and the other coworker home.
Little detail: I had started bleeding from both hands during the work. Papercuts? Could be. You might think so. They weren't stigmata, right in the middle of hands. They were just on my index fingers. The left one really seemed to leak water as well as blood for some reason. But maybe I just got it wet. You never know.
But lemme tell you about before and after, when I was alone. Oh boy.
Your LARPing is trash and it's sad considering you've obviously had some training in writing.
Carter Ortiz
Good thing I'm a Jew, or at least trying my very hardest and practicing Catholicism and obeying the Church.
Romans 2 >28 One is not a Jew outwardly. True circumcision is not outward, in the flesh. >29 Rather, one is a Jew inwardly, and circumcision is of the heart, in the spirit, not the letter; his praise is not from human beings but from God.
Seems to my layman eyes that that verse is talking about Christ's universal atonement. Calvinists BTFO. He died even for those who will not become Jews; he did not die just for the elect, but for all. Everyone gets grace, even if they do not repent and believe and be saved. But again, I'm just a layman riffin'.
Matthew Young
You're a great writer too and you've contributed really smart things
Matthew Hall
Did you study English or screenwriting?
Samuel Clark
MORNING OF 10/18/2018 Feast of Saint Luke, evangelist
I arrive late for work. I ask the owner to forgive me, and to be even later to tell him the story of Wednesday. He allows me, and is impressed. Oh, and that Nicolas Cage movie Mandy influenced me. First badly, then well. I'll go into that if any Anons care.
I'm driving. And praying. And something is jumping under the passenger seat. >bump >bump >BUMP I see a license plate frame on the car in front of me. >1-800-HOT RIDE >HOT >RIDE I am in a coworker's regular truck. His possession. I notice his name written on a Post-It in the cupholder. And something is jumping under the seat. One, two, three. And I know he had recently been in a spat with another.
I pray louder and louder all the way to work. Demons have no power, I remind myself. All power on heaven and earth has been granted to Jesus Christ. Demons have no power.
I get lost and take a roundabout way to work. I would love to see a bird's-eye-view of the knot I drove in. Would not be surprised by some meaningful pattern or symbol.
I finally arrive, late again, at the client's apartment building. I look under the seat and what do I find? One plastic object. It's some part of the truck. But it's shaped almost exactly like that ram's horn (shofar) from the day before. I throw it in a trash can and go about my work day.
English Lit, not creative. Lol I keep thinking about how bad this is. I want to be like Hemingway. No affectations. Just the facts, Jack. Which I suppose it its own kind of affectation. What I have appears to be a kind of deliberately toned-down David Foster Wallace filtered through chanspeak
Nathaniel Williams
im reading this shit, keep posting
Lincoln Price
FLASHBACK TUESDAY 10/16/2018
I had already returned to Mass and signed up for RCIA (I have since dropped out--I'm ahead of them and already practicing. I'll do adult Confirmation on Pentecost. Stoked.) I met the RCIA director, a longtime helper at the Church, after early Mass. She told me >he'll let you know the day and time Who? For what?
I go home and decide to just *practice* my confession, looking out the glass back door to my porch. It all pours out. Takes 45-60min. I cry. Quietly, but audibly, I go over every mortal sin I can remember. At the end, I can't remember any more. I experience a clean conscience for the first time since the age of reason, 7. With some effort, I remember some venial sins. Saying "n-gger" on Jow Forums and such. When I can't think of any more, my roommate starts walking down the stairs. >smilemode activated >Hey man, want some coffee? A little later I get a call. Wrong number. She says, "Please forgive me!" I say >I forgive you. wait.jpg, was that just the form of the sacrament of Reconciliation?
And that's how I began to believe, for a week or so at least, that I was somehow a priest. I know I'm not ordained, and that you can't absolve yourself, not even the pope can do that, but I speculated I was somehow in supernatural contact with the pope or something. I don't think that now. I know I'm a layman. And I've since made a real confession.
First of all, you're trying too hard. What you need to do is basically forget everything you were indoctrinated with at uni and start LARPing as a normal user would. It'll come out much more interesting. >25 For circumcision verily profiteth, if thou keep the law: but if thou be a breaker of the law, thy circumcision is made uncircumcision.
>26 Therefore if the uncircumcision keep the righteousness of the law, shall not his uncircumcision be counted for circumcision?
This is straight up comedy
Blake Roberts
thought I'd add my recent thoughts on the filioque controversy that has up to now divided what became the Catholic and Orthodox churches. I was reading a volume of Essential Christian Mysticism from Modern Library, and came across an excerpt of Athanasius of Alexandria, which included this in the preface (image to follow)
EVENING OF 10/18/2018 Feast of Saint Luke, evangelist
I reveal myself as in the midst of a Christian conversion experience to my coworkers. One I have explicitly told about Jesus. The other, a homogayman, has been a bro so far. I am sporting my maybe-stigmata and driving in circles again, but in perfect obedience to road signs. No-truck routes and such. I say whatever, I'm saying as little as possible, but if I lose my job, I lose my job. I ultimately did, but maybe I wouldn't have at this point. The butt pirate noticed something bumping against the cab the whole drive. It seemed very...deliberate. Personal. Not an accidental bump. I drop them off.
TWO HOURS EARLIER
I had been in the back of the truck, with much fear and trembling. I felt a demon was back there. My new table, which had a nice holy (I thought) cross-hatch pattern on the top, was upside down. No bueno. I turn it right side up and touch a handtruck with my leg.
I feel an electric jolt. Something entered me. I almost yelped out loud. Maybe I did a bit. Again, like the bumping, it felt like an AGENT. It wasn't like a static shock from a blanket. It was like someone grabbed my leg and shook it. Or burrowed into it.
BACK TO EVENING
I call my much put-upon boss, waiting all evening at the office for me, and ask to use the truck to bring the table and chairs back home. He's a bro, so he obliges me. I begin driving back. >bump >bump >BUMP It's still in the truck. But now I am alone. And the hornet just got killed. I am confident. I've been casting out demons for two days now. I've been belting out hymns right next to people, or in the next room, and not been stopped, or, I think, noticed (I was probably wrong here lol, but it seemed God was hiding what he wanted to hide at the time).
So I'm gonna beat this demon.
I COMMAND it to go. I go full Exorcist: THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU! I open a door and give it a chance to leave. I close the door. Relax a second. >bump
Based. Single procession is a wee bit polytheistic, no? One real God and two sub-Gods, it seems. With the filioque, teamwork makes the dream work. Stop posting anytime
Carter Phillips
haven't made my point yet, brother - hold on
Chase Moore
Time to get real with this demon. I repeat myself, louder. It doesn't leave.
I begin to make sounds I've never heard myself make, and with a stronger and more focused will than I've ever had.
I ROAR: >YYOOOOUUUU HHAAAVVVVVEEEE NNNOOOOOOO POWWWWWWEEEAUGHR!
>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AAAAM A PRIIIIIIIEEEEEESSSSSSTTTTTTTT OOOOFFFF IIIIIIIISSSSRRRRAAAAEELLLLLL!
NOW IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST IIIIIII COOMMAAAAAAAANNDD YYOOUU, GGGOOOOOOOOO!
It was kinda awesome, but it didn't work. I do the thing I fear most and drive all the way to my home with a demon in the truck. I specifically believe it to be in my shoes. I don't know what I'm supposed to do or what's going to happen. So I wait and pray.
I try just to be still and hear God's voice. I sit, silently, in the truck, Mewing (hello Jow Forums). I breathe long and slow through my nose and attempt contemplative prayer. An empty mind. >Be still and know that I am God. t. a Psalm I sit motionless in the truck for what, half an hour? With my eyes closed. I think my roommate came out to smoke and stood right next to me. I kept my eyes closed. God hides what he wants to hide, and reveals what he wants to reveal.
I tingle all over and feel a cold sweat, but it is pleasant. I approximate a crucifixion pose. I feel a tingling in the center of my hands. I half-expect to open my eyes and see stigmata. But I will not test God. I keep my eyes closed. I ask him if he wants me to stretch my arms all the way out and take the pose. No. Not now.
I leave the truck and take off my big ugly gray Nike hi-tops, not wanting to bring the demon in. The second I do, a cricket bounds away from under the shoes. Feeling safe, I put them on and bring the furniture in.
[Note: it's a shame most of my best images are on my BezosBrick. I can't type on that fast enough so I have to rely on my laptop's limited pic collection. Maybe I'll just Jewgle some. Back to the story.]
* >YYYYOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU >MMMMUUUUUUSSSSTTTTTT >OOOOBBBEEEEYYYY MMMEEEEEEEE! >NOW IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST >IIIIIII COOMMAAAAAAAANNDD YYOOUU, GGGOOOOOOOOO!
Ryder Rivera
>haven't made my point yet, brother - hold on This is truly a momentous occasion, as The Eternal Leaf announces he might actually add something valuable to the discussion for once. And so we wait. You write like a 12 year old that's been indoctrinated at uni. Truly cringe worthy. Your trash would be better appreciated on Reddit I assume. No one here cares for your low IQ LARP spam faggot
Xavier Hill
>"What the spirit distributes to each comes from the Father through the Son. This is why what is given through the Son in the Spirit is a grace of the Father." this was written by Athanasius - an early Church theologian venerated by both the Eastern Orthodox and the Catholics, and one who was the most fervent opponents of the Arian heresy that ever lived. why then was an attempt by the Latin church to extirpate this heresy by modifying the Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed the cause of schism with the Eastern Church? in my view, it's because those who rewrote the Creed in Latin by adding the filioque at the Second Council of Toledo neglected the proper preposition to use in relation to the Son, breaking from early Church doctrine. Athanasius - one of the most important theologians the Church ever had - said: >from the Father, through the Son not: >from the Father and the Son my point is this. in Latin, the original Creed went like this: >Et in Spiritum Sanctum, Dominum et vivicantem: >qui ex Patre procedit the modified Creed made the change: >qui ex Patre Filioque procedit this distorts the original understanding of the Trinity, where each person of it has a different role. in order for the change to have made theological sense, in keeping with the understanding of the Trinity by the early Church, it should have said: >qui ex Patre per Filio procedit this would have been consistent with early Church doctrine, while satisfying the theological understandings of both the Church of the East and West.
>from the Father, through the Son So the Eastern church has it right, then?
Parker Barnes
please pray for me to have the courage to live my belief in Christ
Andrew Lewis
FRIDAY 10/19/2018 Memorial of Saints John de Brébeuf and Isaac Jogues, Priests, and Companions, Martyrs
MORNING
Late for work again. I relate my Wednesday story to my one Catholic boss. He is listening but I think he's already gotten complaints. He tells me I'm safe with him but there are some things you can't say at work. Naturally, I start talking about Jews. Felt good to cross that line on what turned out to be my last day at the company.
ABOUT A WEEK EARLIER
An old man I never saw came to my workplace seeking employment. Everyone who saw him says he creeped them out. He entered through the secret back gate by the railroad tracks only I use. They didn't hire him.
FIFTEEN MINUTES EARLIER ON FRIDAY
I enter through the back gate. Right where I usually turn in I notice an animal skull, broken into three. It is clean. Old. There are no other bones around it.
I drive to that day's job--late again. I pray on the way in. I feel the Holy Spirit upon me. But I feel much fear and trembling, and much temptation. My driving is more circuitous than ever, but I follow all signs. Again, I'd love to see the map.
I forget how it started. But on that drive my old fears were abolished. I knew I had God's mercy, his forgiveness, his grace. I repeated the worst blasphemies of my life. I SCREAMED THEM. I ROARED THEM with every bit of the intensity with which I had told the demon I was a priest. I multiplied them, using numbers >Lord, I mean it! I mean it a trillion times over! A trillion quadrillion quintillion times! A googol times! To the power of a googol to the power of a googol to the power of a trillion quadrillion quintillion... All those numbers, taken as hours of the worst tortures you could imagine, would not be even a fraction of hell. Not even one grain of sand, if hell were all the beaches of the world. That's what eternity means. God will love and teach his children for just as long.
so my point is this: the Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed established at the Council of Constantinople in 381 did not include an explicit statement of the Holy Spirit's relation to the Son, despite the fact that Athansius had written on this before it was convened. this absence meant that the Creed was not perfectly elaborated, but what had been written reached total consensus with the entirety of the Church. the fact that those who chose to include the Filioque to the Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed did so without the consent of the entire Church, settled at another Ecumenical Council as they had done each time before, seems to me have been an unjustifiable move. what seems the most tragic is that this could have all been averted had more dialogue taken place. I'm not qualified to argue with Athanasius on this.
Austin Wilson
>neglected the proper preposition to use in relation to the Son, breaking from early Church doctrine You mean breaking from Athanasius? Just one theologian? Gimme something infallible man
Kevin Perry
I'm a little confused, so you basically stood in your companies office and started screaming out-loud for everyone to hear >Lord, I mean it! I mean it a trillion times over! A trillion quadrillion quintillion times! A googol times! To the power of a googol to the power of a googol to the power of a trillion quadrillion quintillion...
????
That's embarassing
Thomas Hall
I'm a mere novice who noticed something that stood out - that's all. I don't have another argument. it just seems really strange that the chief defender of the Trinity in the early Church would have gotten it wrong. if you see something wrong with the nature or substance of this argument, please let me know.
Jaxon Walker
OP is a fag and all his stories are most likely a lie
>I'm not qualified to argue with Athanasius on this. Fuck qualifications, you've obviously given this some thought and you're allowed to share your opinion clearly - you seem to be equivocating. It seems to me that what you've put forth favors the view of the Eastern church. Ultimately I think this is a semantics argument, obviously. The Spirit 'proceeding' 'through the son' can still be understood as 'proceeding' 'from the Father and the Son'. How is 'proceeding' being defined?
Nicholas Scott
FRIDAY 10/19/2018 Memorial of Saints John de Brébeuf and Isaac Jogues, Priests, and Companions, Martyrs
THE JOB
I feel relaxed for once. I get the impression that I am supposed to obey a coworker I didn't like that much. Today, he is my Peter. Okay. I let him take the highest-responsibility jobs. He was the first one to report that I was doing weird stuff like blessing (not exorcising!) boxes. >what's your plan today, Breadpilled? Oh I dunno, whatever needs to be done >Just goin' with the flow, right? Yessir.
After doing some small work, I took a break to go to the bathroom. What followed was the most powerful experience of my life.
First I took a dump. I had been fasting so it was just a few hard turds, but not that difficult to pass. I bled a fair bit, probably more than I ever had.
The last turd seemed to have some weird inorganic material in it. And it was twisted up in a way that immediately reminded me of that deformed tooth from Wednesday.
I wash my hands. I want to be thorough. I wash my whole cubit, up to the elbow. I bend over to drink a little water. I don't know what compelled me to do this, but I drank deep. Then I vomited. I drank again. Vomited. Repeated, repeated, repeated. My insides were getting cleaned. Drink, vomit, drink, vomit, drink, vomit. I wash my hands again, and my face. And the back of my neck. And my hair. I'm soaking wet. It is positively Protestant how much water I'm using.
I drink more water, vomit it, repeat, repeat, repeat. I am overcome with joy. I pray whenever my mouth is empty. >Lord, I have faith, grant me more faith. >Lord, I am patient, grant me more patience. >Lord, I am obedient, grant me more obedience. At some point I feel done, but compelled to clean the bathroom. I scrub the toilet. Had I clogged it? I think so. I ended up having to reach my arm down there and everything. That might have been before I washed. Or I just washed again afterwards. There was a lot of repetition with the washing.
>so you basically stood in your companies office No, I was driving a truck alone >on that drive my old fears were abolished
Grayson Gomez
It's a matter of authority. You wouldn't take one bishop-theologian's opinion in some book of theology over the Pope's official emendation of the Creed. >Roma locuta est. Causa finita est.
Oliver Baker
>How is 'proceeding' being defined? this is where my knowledge breaks down. I don't understand the meaning of these theological concepts with any depth. I'm just a random person who found a single quote in a book, but it seemed to me to be of such import I felt the need to share it. what I understand is that Athanasius describes the Trinity as having distinct roles from one another. he states explicitly that the Holy Spirit proceeds from the Father. if he had meant to include the Son in that statement he would have used the word "and" instead of "through." otherwise, there's a "double procession" of the Holy Spirit, instead of how Athanasius actually understood the Trinity to be.
Isaiah Garcia
>arm deep in your shit and someone else's old shit because one of them reminded you of that twisted triple canine.
The fuck is wrong you man?
Brandon Collins
Haha dude, it was my own poop, your literal only two posts are just BTFOing yourself by not reading, it's cool, just dang, Britain is really falling part, isn't it?
You're like Da Ali G Show without Ali G
Brandon Butler
Nvm, I'm going too fast, I misread and BTFOed myself. There mighta been some old poop in there from the homeowner.
Disregard, I suck c0cks.
Moving on.
Justin Foster
Actually, this error, and another two albums having been completed, suggest I need another cigarette.
My playlist: >Beast Rest Forth Mouth t. Bear in Heaven >Court and Spark t. Joni Mitchell >Today's Active Lifestyles t. Polvo >The Unforgettable Fire t. U2
Come out of Babylon. That means leaving the idolatry of the RCC/Orthodox and other Roman churches
Josiah Powell
if the concept of Papal infallibility is what you are relying on instead of your own understanding, then you are opting out of the argument instead of making one.
Lucas Cooper
>he states explicitly that the Holy Spirit proceeds from the Father. Yes but amending the phrase to include 'and the son' can still be understood the way Athanasius did. The Latin term 'procedit' can mean several things: to proceed, to advance, to appear. This doesn't seem to mean 'generate'. "The Spirit proceeding from the Father, through the son" can mean the same as "The Spirit proceeding from the Father and the Son" as the term 'proceeding' is ambiguous. This is a common problem found when interpreting law, for example, and you need context included with the text. What I believe the edit intended to do was place the Son on equal terms with the Father, while Athanasius was more concerned with role and function.
Isaiah Butler
To clarify my point a bit, >The Spirit proceeding from the Father, through the son "Originates" (problematic term, but think of this as the beginning of the procession rather than the production of the Spirit itself) at the Father and proceeds through the Son. >The Spirit proceeding from the Father and the Son This can mean either >Proceeds from the Father and the Son simultaneously Or >Proceeds from the Father and continues to proceed through the son It is a bit ambiguous and open to interpretation.
Bentley Moore
You're relying on the authority of the early Church, under the Pope. But oops, you're not! cuz it's just one guy in a non-infallible text. The bishops *in unison* are infallible, but not one guy in a non-council document. (Except a pope, who can do it by himself, but that's not a necessary plank to my argument.) AND >Yes but amending the phrase to include 'and the son' can still be understood the way Athanasius did Thank you based Burger
PJ Harvey - Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea
P.S. we could argue papal infallibility back to Scripture anyway, it didn't *start* with Vatican I, but that would be boring, I got demons and poop to talk about Who runs the world, according to Jow Forums?
Who killed Christ, knowing he was God? Who misleads the goyim in countless ways?
Oh, and whose highest textual authority is the BABYLONIAN Talmud?
Identifying the Church, the body of Christ, with the Synagogue of Satan is about the worst thing you could do. You're in grave danger, Prottieman. Repent, and be Catholic.
>The Latin term 'procedit' can mean several things but Athanasius wrote in Greek. what I read is an English translation of what he had written, and then I rewrote the "Filioque" variant of the Creed to reflect what I had understood him to mean by replacing "-que" with "per" - I can make no comment on which Greek word "procedit" was translated from, nor do I know which alternate meanings are possible in the context of the sentence that Athanasius wrote. using variant readings of "procedit" is not a conclusive argument for the point you are trying to make. we would have to locate the original Greek word he used in order to do that. >What I believe the edit intended to do was place the Son on equal terms with the Father but all three persons of the Trinity are co-equal anyway. altering the text of the Creed for the sake of remedying what they thought was an insufficient glorification of the Son in it, while simultaneously distorting the early Church understanding of the operation of the Trinity, is not a compromise position so much as an error made with the best intentions.
Jayden Fisher
The pagans literally got their asses kicked by the Christians dude. Stop larping and repent, whore.
Christopher Morales
>we would have to locate the original Greek word he used in order to do that. You're right, but ultimately the Creed is written in Latin is it not? Interpreting the Creed directly can still be done in such a way to be in concordance with Athanasius' sentiment. >an error made with the best intentions. I agree, and I don't think adding words like that is good practice in general, which is why it seems to me why the Eastern church has a more faithful interpretation.
Alexander Morales
Catholic? You should become Orthodox
Ian Davis
STILL FRIDAY
I finally come out of the bathroom, client looks like she's seen a ghost. She had some suspicious stuff around, including a scorpion sculpture and some book about being a "Scorpion Woman." Again with the animals. Not hugely important.
"Peter" tells me to call my boss. I do and he sends someone to drive me back to the truck lot. I am half-dead at this point but mentally lucid. I watch out the window as we drive and EVERYTHING seems meaningful. I laugh intermittently. Mason building? Ohnono. Church? There we go. Every sign, every advertisement, either a snare to sin or some lowkey work of God. I return to the lot and clean the truck. Now I meet with my boss, whose initials are JC. If I just had a mock-baptism, here's my mock-confession.
I tell him a lot. Not everything, but a lot. In passing I tell him about the Talmud verse about Jesus in hell in a cauldron of boiling excrement. Always fun to redpill about the Jews at work. I tell him about fapping to pr0n, and that I wasn't gay, but like Jow Forums gay. Him: >dude, okay, that's enough, don't tell me your sins And I start preaching hard about hell. Not good--I have no authority for this. I did this because I feared for him, I thought he was a little "cafeteria" and I told him so. Like so many, he had compromised with the zeitgeist and come to believe sodomy was OK. Ohnono.
I read Revelation 21:17 as saying the angel was 24ft high. Cubit the measure of a man, so 1.5' on a 6' man = 6' cubit, 24' angel. Yes, they're incorporeal but they often appear to have physical form. It sure makes you think about the grandeur of God. If it's not strictly wrong it's certainly my favorite reading. Not important.
I extrapolated that to 24' demons torturing you in hell. I freaked him out a bit. I even told him we might have to talk all night and held him up a while...in the end he's still my absolute bro so it worked out.
I went to a Thai restaurant. Beer and beef ka prow never tasted so good.
>The bishops *in unison* are infallible agreed. so why then did the Bishop of Rome try to impose the altered Creed on the rest of the Church without calling another Ecumenical Council to settle the matter first? resolving the matter in synodal form as was done each time before would have shown there was consensus throughout the whole Church, instead of imposing it from above as though he was Emperor of the Church.
Kayden Perez
Just found jesus recently. I was a satanist. Is it possible to go from sinner to Saint?
Asher Peterson
Cuz he's the Pope and you're a leaf
Daniel Hughes
That's the trajectory of everyone who goes to heaven (few are saints *in this life*)
Bernard Nathanson was a Jew and founder (early member/leader?) of NARAL who says he was personally responsible for 75,000 abortions. He converted to Catholicism and became a pro-life advocate. Have you killed 75,000 babies?
Kayden Lee
All right guys, I'm tired and I've typed a lot, so I'm gonna cool it for now unless Anons take more interest in this thread.
We can talk about the creed or something and see what happens.
I just want to stress that none of this is *why* I converted. It's just a bunch of weird stuff that happened between that decision and my taking the sacraments and really beginning to live a Catholic life.
It gets arguably weirder after this. Maybe not arguably, maybe definitely. But I am tired and my word count's way up there. That's enough for now.
>Cuz he's the Pope and you're a leaf Except this is a leafpost itself while he has actually contributed something ITT. If you wanna suck the Pope off instead of think through things yourself go ahead but very few Christians I know of actually like the Pope at all. Most say he's an agent of Satan himself. I'd call you an NPC but that meme is dead already. Carry on with your shit LARP spam.
Cameron Murphy
the Creed is also written in Greek, Armenian, Coptic, Old Church Slavonic... we would all hope that translation would capture the precise understanding that a Greek thinker intended in Latin and vice versa, but I think that some subtle differences in understanding of key words that have slightly different meanings between the two languages can produce different conceptual understandings. Hellenebro - help us out: what are the possible variant interpretations of the word "ἐkπορευόμενον"? google translate has it as "outgoing"
Caleb Thomas
I need to get to bed now - good night, all. God bless.
The idea that one random layman quoting one theologian's book is going to overrule a pope is silly.
In response to his question why the Pope didn't call an ecumenical council, well, he doesn't have to. So we can argue papal infallibility from the beginning if y'all want to challenge it. But there are all kinds of reasons he wouldn't call a council, foremost among them that he was already sure, like with the Immaculate Conception, for example. >the Creed is also written in Greek, Armenian, Coptic, Old Church Slavonic... Those are translations, the Church's language is Latin
Levi Kelly
>The idea that one random layman quoting one theologian's book is going to overrule a pope is silly. No it isn't. Your trust in the Pope is rather disgusting, but it makes sense that you absolutely defer to authority and figureheads instead of figuring things out for yourself because if you did you probably wouldn't be part of an organized religion in the first place.
Juan Mitchell
>rather disgusting You sure?
You think you don't defer to authorities?
You think God wouldn't entrust interpretation of his revelation to authorities? I mean, just look at Protestantism. 30,000 sects. That's what happens when you just read the Bible for yourself.
There's still plenty of room in the Church for disagreement and speculation. Just not about the creed. And not about what exactly gets people to heaven. That's too important even for Nipponposters. Vaticanposters only. Leafposters? Forget about it.
Eh, I hang out here a lot more than you do and people said they wanted to hear it earlier so w/e
At least it's not a slide thread
Jose Lopez
I was about to get to bed, but I need to respond to this first. the common doctrinal ground between the Eastern Orthodox and Catholic Churches are the first seven Ecumenical Councils, where both the Greek and Latin Churches spoke with one voice what constituted official Church dogma: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outline_of_the_Catholic_ecumenical_councils all these Councils were determined by consensus among the attending bishops, as you said earlier. they decided matters of doctrine by deliberating with one another and reaching a common understanding. the Bishop of Rome didn't deliver ultimatums to the whole Church on what constituted official church doctrine as though he was its President; representatives from the whole Church met, and if consensus was not reached, then the Council fell through. differences in interpretation started to form during the Fourth Council of Constantinople, which were so significant that it doesn't deserve to be called "Ecumenical" at all. Rome and Constantinople came away with somewhat divergent interpretations of what had happened. how was the Nicene Creed determined? by synodal consensus at the Council of Nicaea. how was the Niceno-Constantinopolitan Creed revised? again, by synodal consensus at the First Council of Constantinople. how was the Filioque inserted? the Third Council of Toledo (a local council) decided to add it to the Creed, and it spread throughout Latin Christendom until the Bishop of Rome agreed to it in 1014 at the request of King Henry II of Germany. then the Bishop of Rome tried to unilaterally impose this change on the rest of the Church, which was refused as an unjustified change by the non-Latin Church. this was a root cause of the Great Schism.
Dylan Hall
elaborate troll or schizophrenic?
Easton Lee
Not a troll. Hard to say if schizophrenic, but obviously an episode of one kind or another. Sad and scary.
Jason Wilson
you're not well. see a priest and then a doctor. this is not normal behavior.
Colton Garcia
Neither. He's just an idiot who can't find a job after he studied English and decided he would post le epic LARP xDDD. Deserves a cringe award.
Christian Bell
Every european that gives pride to the white race has been a Christian
