Gnosis Stories

Rex Crozzo, a descendant of the Cruz family, one of the few that survived from the past civilization, lived a normal, uneventful life with his older brothers. Sadly, that changed when each of them was sealed away in a bubble universe one day. Reinhardt was sealed along with Elysia, becoming the Last Dragonborn Reve was sealed along with Rita Rossweisse, becoming an inquisitor This is the story of the Dragon, Rex Crozzo, the former arisen.

(Y/n) was just a young Collage student who loved playing Genshin only for her to walk into the street and died playing it. How will she react to her new life? How will she deal with the hardships coming her way? Started: February 16th, 2024 Posted: July 13th, 2024 Finished:

Alchemical romance. Is it over?

Quisiera asimilarme más allá de la materia para desprenderme de esta y fluir sin sus limitaciones.

The story of La Signora is a tragic one, though few take the time to learn it also known as me big a big simp for her (spoiler warning for Chapter 2 Act 3 of the Archon Quest) Credit to u/LadyWaltz on reddit for the cover

Publisher’s note on this book: This book is a radical leap into the apex of philosophy, psychology, and the science of seeing what’s real for oneself. Written in a dense and penetrating style that is designed to induce deep thinking and thoughtful reflection, the book explains how to attain lucidity, a type of acute, profound awareness that serves as the fundamental base for Gnosis, individual illumination. It may not be an easy read the first time through, but it will be well worth it. The book is meant to be studied and reflected upon many times. This book is impeccable, more of an experience than just a book with profound information. It is a potent toolshed of ideas that will be of interest to psychologists, philosophers, social scientists, meditators, contemplatives, or anyone who wants to know what’s really going on and how to SEE in a very clear and luminous way.

I am just a boy who discovered the war on drugs hysteria is the real problem. Not drugs themselves. Our bodies are vessels for drugs. Human bodies are loaded with drugs and are vessels for drugs. We are drugs

Barbatos's voice, whispering gently in the wind, stirs you from the slumber you were about to give into. How cruel, that you would allow yourself to pass without saying farewell to him.

In a world of great darkness, a great light is needed. As you read, keep your mind wide open, and as you do, contemplate the world you live in. What do you see?

Childes been worried recently..

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Atlas lives in a small village with his father and mother, one day in 1106 he was summoned by God to be an agent of his will. His first important mission? deliver the princess of England Matilde to an emperor... in hell.

𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐺𝑒𝑜 𝐺𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑠 𝑥 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛.

500 years ago there was a nation that was the pride of all humanity. It's name was Khaenri'ah. With the help of a traveler from an unknown world, they were able to prosper in a world that was ruled by gods. Celestia, however, did not like this. Celestia was above all other gods and ruled over humanity. They didn't like humanity stepping over their bounds. So Celestia ordered the Seven Archons of Teyvat to come together in order to destroy the Khaenri'ah, so arrogant, they thought they could defy them. Despite their reservations, the Archons could not defy Celestia. So 500 years ago, the nation of Khaenri'ah was destroyed and slowly was forgotten. To make sure another nation like Khaenri'ah could never exist again, Celestia made a prophecy that if anyone from another world is ever born in Tyevat, they will bring nothing but destruction. So they must be killed as soon as they are discovered. Now you might be wondering what any of this lovely story has to do with me. Well, 500 years after that decree was made, no one has ever been reincarnated. Well, no one...Until I was killed and got reincarnated into this messed up world. They call me Celestia's Apostate because I refuse to die by the hands of the gods. After risking my life traveling all Seven Nations looking for a place I could go, The Cryo Archon saved my life and took me in. Now with the help of the Fatui I'm collecting all seven gnosis to destroy Celestia. Who the hell did I piss off in a past life to make me go through this kind of hell? If I was going to be isekied, I would have much preferred to be just be born as a slime or some shit to not have to deal with all of this bullshit.

Following and translating gnosis from the 11th house. Ketu holds the Daemon, and the Daemon holds the the answers we seek. These are mine. You are meant to be here.

Paimon, she led the Traveler across all the lands of Teyvat, eventually meeting the Seven Archons and contributing to countless heroic deeds committed by the Traveler along the way.Eventually the time came for Paimon to say goodbye to the Traveler, but during their last adventure together an accident occurred and the two of them ended up in a universe of Pathstriders and Aeons. Part 24 of Chronicles of the Celestial House Part 8 of The MiHoYo - Archive

Sairo voiceline about Rosari: Number seven, I got my flowers from her. I like her a lot. Her voice calms me down even back then she was a pillar in my life. Rosari voiceline about Sairo: Envy, I think she used to hate me, back when khaenri'ah was still our home she was forced to be on the stage. I never was, only helping people get ready. But I think she changed her mind about me recently, I'm glad. Two warriors share a moment together. (With art made for me from art fight- Thank you to toasted_viv on Art fight for the art I used!)

Before the stars bore names, before time split into echoes and rivers, there was the Astral Phylactery. Forged in silence, bound in the heart of a dying star, a vessel not of matter, but of memory. The Astral Phylactery was never meant to be opened. In it slept the dreams of forgotten Divines, sealed in silence, watching the many worlds turn and break, again and again. It holds the last cry of a divine who was erased from all memory, a cry that shatters illusions, and awakens what must not stir. To touch it is to bleed the self. To wield it is to vanish, and yet remain everywhere. Only one who has died in illusion may touch it. Only one who no longer seeks may open it.

Travel through the mind, body, heart, spirit, and soul as we discover what we really are inside and out.