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28/08/2026

FOR THOSE WHO HAVE DEPARTED FROM US

The Church of Thor Odinson of New Asgard looks upon the calamities presently afflicting peoples across Midgard with sorrow. Earth has shaken, mountains have broken, waters have risen, and communities have found themselves confronted by forces against which courage offers no immunity. We think particularly at this time upon the peoples of Nepal and the Himalayan communities confronting such terrible devastation, while remembering also those across other afflicted nations and wherever the forces of nature have recently brought death and destruction. Lives have been taken, homes destroyed, families divided, and ordinary days transformed without warning into days that shall be remembered for generations.

We know not yet the full number of those who have departed from us, and we shall not turn human suffering into arithmetic before every village has been reached and every family has been heard. Behind each number eventually written upon a page will have been a person: somebody's parent, child, companion, neighbour or friend. Their lives were infinitely larger than the manner in which they ended, and their absence will be measured not merely in thousands, hundreds or tens, but in the empty places they leave beside those who loved them.

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And so the Church offers its sorrow to the departed, and its fellowship to those who remain. To those searching rubble and riverbanks; to those waiting upon word that has not yet come; to rescuers entering places others must flee; and to communities who shall awaken tomorrow knowing that their world has changed — may strength find thee when thine own strength is exhausted, and may helping hands find thee before despair does.

The thunder reminds us that Midgard was never promised to be gentle. Yet when the earth beneath us proves indifferent to human life, humanity itself need not be. We cannot command the mountain to stand, the glacier to remain, nor the waters to stay within their banks. But we may choose what happens afterward: that the living shall seek the lost, shelter the displaced, comfort the grieving, remember the departed, and carry one another until the storm has passed.

To all those who have departed from us at this time: may thy journey onward be peaceful, and may thy names remain among those who loved thee.

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13/08/2026

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🧠THE DAY I DISCOVERED I COULD QUESTION MY OWN MIND🧠☆ Sometimes, you don't set out to change your worldview | You just fi...
08/08/2026

🧠THE DAY I DISCOVERED I COULD QUESTION MY OWN MIND🧠
☆ Sometimes, you don't set out to change your worldview | You just finally find somewhere safe to examine it ☆

💻 I didn’t set out to change my mind. I just sat at a laptop.
☆ Over time, something started happening that I didn’t really anticipate. I began using the internet not simply to consume information, but to examine my own thoughts.
☆ Things that had previously existed in my mind as feelings, assumptions, memories or beliefs could suddenly be brought into the open and looked at from different angles.
☆ I could search for other people who had experienced similar things, read arguments I had never encountered, compare different explanations, and discover information that simply wasn’t available to me before.
☆ It was almost as though I had spent years looking at my own mind through a fog, and suddenly someone had handed me a torch.

💻 The strange thing is that I wasn't deliberately trying to dismantle myself.
☆ I wasn't sitting there thinking, “I need to find everything that is wrong with what I believe.” I was simply curious. One question led to another, and another question exposed something I hadn't considered.
☆ Eventually, I realised that my thoughts didn't have to remain things that were simply felt. They could be examined. They could be challenged. They could be compared against evidence, history, other people's experiences, psychology, philosophy, and entirely different ways of understanding the world.
☆ Sometimes that process confirmed what I already thought. Sometimes it complicated things. And sometimes it uncovered something underneath the surface that I hadn't even realised was there. The strength wasn't in the internet having all the answers; it was in finally having somewhere to test my questions.

💻 And perhaps that's the biggest change for me. I learned that my thoughts aren't sacred.
☆ They're testable. So are the ideas I was taught. So are the explanations I've carried with me. So are the assumptions I made about myself and other people.
☆ Sitting at a laptop didn't magically make me wiser, and the internet certainly isn't some infallible source of truth. But it gave me access to an enormous world of perspectives against which I could measure my own thinking. And somewhere in that process, almost without intending to, I began unlocking parts of my own mind that had been hidden behind certainty, habit, fear, assumption and simply never having the opportunity to ask.
☆ I wasn't looking for a new way of thinking. I just started asking questions — and discovered that I was capable of following them.

04/08/2026

════[The] Manospheric Goon [Documentary]════

🎥 Footage Captured from the Wild | An observation of the not-so-rare testi[moany] stroking ritual: where the faithful males of the species gather to exchange spiritual reassurance and reinforce social hierarchy.📹

🦍 There is a peculiar theatre that occasionally emerges in religious gatherings: a ritual of mutual admiration in which men gather to reassure one another that their authority is not merely social convention, but divine appointment.

🐒 The performance is often less about humility before God and more about the public celebration of a particular kind of masculinity — confident, unquestioning, and conveniently arranged so that the men doing the proclaiming are also the men granted the privilege of leadership. They praise one another’s devotion, one another’s discipline, one another’s certainty, until the circle of approval becomes almost indistinguishable from the thing being worshipped.

🦚 And then comes the applause — the knowing smiles, the approving nods, the admiration for the man who confidently declares that he has the truth, the family order, and the moral high ground all neatly packaged together.
The irony, of course, is that many of these traditions preach humility while rewarding performance. The loudest declarations of righteousness can sometimes reveal not spiritual depth, but a very human desire: to be seen as important, virtuous, and above reproach.

🐓 It becomes less a search for truth and more a ceremony of self-congratulation — a place where certainty is mistaken for wisdom, confidence for character, and masculine authority for moral virtue.

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🐦 [Field Observation: New Zealand Region]

🐦 During extended observation of the species within its natural Sunday habitat, a recurring behavioural pattern has been documented. A male specimen will occasionally offer a statement of faith, personal conviction, or spiritual reflection. This is then met with approving affirmations from the surrounding group: “Yes, brother. That was powerful. We could feel the Spirit.”

🐦 The exchange serves an important social function — transforming personal expression into collective confirmation.

🐦 However, researchers have also noted the presence of a dominant variant: the competitive contributor. Unable to allow a moment of spiritual reflection to pass without escalation, this specimen enters the ritual with a larger testimony, a deeper experience, or a more impressive demonstration of devotion.
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🦌 Thus begins the subtle competition for spiritual prominence — conducted not with fists, but with increasingly elaborate displays of certainty, conviction, and performative masculinity.

Credits: Footage Courtesy of Priesthood Men



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