Connection ErrorBad RequestThis page went staleSession ExpiredSign in requiredForbiddenNot FoundToo Many RequestsServer ErrorBad GatewayService UnavailableGateway TimeoutHTTP Version Not Supported
Session Expired
Your session has expired. Please log in to continue.
Sign in required
You need an account to do that. Sign in or create one — it only takes a minute.
This page went stale
Your security token was rejected, usually because the page sat open too long or you signed in elsewhere. Nothing was saved. Reload the page and try again.
Request Failed
We encountered an issue while processing your request.
Please check your internet connection and try again.
This is only in the Orthodox tradition. In the Catholic tradition, it is permissible to be sad.
There is also a system that distinguishes between despondency and sadness, and does not include laziness. Laziness is considered a type of despondency, while sadness is considered something like a lack of stoicism and contempt for the worldly.
A bit of wisdom about beauty and some gore content from John Chrysostom.
Author
When you see a beautiful woman with lightning-fast eyes, with a cheerfully radiant face, with divine beauty that burns your mind and ignites lust, think that what you are marveling at, what is arousing you, is just earth and ashes... Remove the skin from this woman's face, and then you will see all the nothingness of beauty. Do not stop at the outward appearance, but penetrate with your thought inward; you will find nothing but bones, nerves, and veins... Imagine how this woman changes, ages, and becomes infirm, how her eyes sink in, her cheeks become hollow, and how all her beauty disappears. Think about what you are marveling at and be ashamed of your judgment. You are marveling at clay and dust; ashes and dust are arousing you. In reality, the essence of visible beauty consists of nothing more than moisture, fluid, blood, and the juice of chewed food.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
The whole point is to capture and enjoy that fleeting moment when saliva, blood, and the juices of chewed food combine into something aesthetically pleasing, setting aside tedious, senile rationalization.
– Slave, come here, serve me! – Yes, my master. How? – I want to fall in love with a woman. – Fall in love, my master! Fall in love! Whoever falls in love with a woman forgets sorrows and grief.
– No, slave! I will not fall in love with a woman! – Don't fall in love, master. Don't. A woman is a snare, a trap, a dark pitfall. A woman is a sharp steel knife to a man's throat in the darkness.
But in general, Atarax is not lazy or gloomy! Lazy people don't go to the gym!
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Let me clarify upfront to avoid any confusion later.
There is the island of Lungworth – the original territory of this country. There is the province of Lungworth – the capital, where the events will take place, is located across the sea from the island, which is also part of this province. There is the kingdom of Lungworth – this includes the capital and other territories controlled by this country.
I don't understand, to be honest. Which sea? The outer one or the inner one? What distance are we talking about, if on the outside there's an endless ocean, and on the inside there's still the Miraian archipelago?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Revan explains to the player where the shore is and how to cross from that shore to Lungworth, which is a kingdom, which is a city, which is on an island, which was originally a kingdom...
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Maybe I didn't express myself clearly. In short, it looks like this: The circle represents the island in question. The dark area, including the circle, represents the capital province. Blue, orange, and green (extending beyond this image) represent other provinces that, along with the dark area, make up the kingdom.
Ment
kcfgogbfalgfl
