ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃

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  • “Below” is used as a stranded preposition in your case (the more generally accepted usage), whereas the original post uses it at an adjective. While usage of “below” as an adjective is not universal, it is still accepted by some dictionaries. I could only find the Webster English Dictionary as an example, so I suppose it’s mostly exclusive to American English. So yes, your example is the more universal mode (as well as my personal preference), but American English generally accepts the above usage as proper grammar. (The sentence above, as well as this one, demonstrate the usage of “above,” a relative locus, as both an adjective and a preposition in modern English).



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    8 months ago

    Overthinking it, I’m just seeing Latin in stuff that isn’t supposed to be. I read the text as “Reōrum.” Rēs/Reī means “thing / affair,” Reōrum is the genitive plural so “of the affairs.” Just nonsense that’s not really related to the post but my polyglot brain picked it out.

    What is the photo supposed to say? I’m confused lol.













  • A bit dramatic for this conversation… but given the circumstances with some religious people I absolutely get where you’re coming from. We do not need to be given the right to exist by others - we create our value.

    We do not need to be told morality - we create morality (for we do not need to be told “do not be cruel or you will burn in hell,” as we understand that cruelty is for the weak who wish to be powerful, and not needed by the truly powerful.)

    We do not need a god to align our will to - we can direct our collective wills by our own strength. We are worthy or unworthy of love by our own means - we do not need “forgiveness” from anyone but ourselves.



  • From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.