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All that comes to pass is as familiar and well known as the rose in spring, and the grape in summer. Of like fashion are sickness, death, calumny, intrigue, and all that gladdens or saddens the foolish

Edit: Thanks everyone for your advice :)

You've all heard the saying, "Anyone who drives slower than me is a moron; anyone who drives faster than me is a menace," or, "Anyone who has more/kinkier sex than me is a pervert; anyone who has less/vanilla-er sex than me is a prude." They're ways of poking fun at our own biases and behaviors. We all end up in our own comfort zone, and we tend to assume anyone outside that zone is Doing It Wrong.

Unfortunately, this is a problem when it comes to discussions of religious belief. Especially in a small and fractured community like the variety of traditions that fall under the umbrella of modern paganism. I've seen it in real life and here on this subreddit - I'm sure the rest of you have, too.

If someone is a complete atheist who doesn't believe in any kind of magic or anything behind what our eyes (and microscopes, and radar detectors) see, most of us will agree that they're missing something.

If someone believes that half a pantheon chats them up on a daily basis, they have an army of fae folk in their backyard, they can throw fire from their hands, and they're the reincarnation of a druid high priestess from before the burning times, most of us will agree they're a loon.

Most of us believe things in between those extremes. The problem is that we seem to have issues discussing things civilly with anyone who believes in even a shade more or less than us.

Believe in spells but not divine intervention? My charms are solid and helpful but anyone who says their god talked to them is delusional. The other way around? Sure, Aphrodite helped me get my girlfriend, but your love spell is wishful thinking. Maybe the land wights in my backyard are real but the gremlins in your server room aren't. Sure, I can feel energy, but your stories of astral journeys are fanciful daydreams. Tarot cards are just Victorian parlor tricks but runes really are magic. The gods are real, and they have talked to humans, but they certainly haven't talked to you.

Recognize any of that? Whatever it is, if we believe in it it's obvious truth, and if we don't it's obvious delusion. It makes it hard to have conversations when half the people involved are saying, "Yeah, I've had similar experiences and here's what I did," and the other half are saying, "You are all insane and you make the rest of us look insane by association."

There is no clear line you can stay to one side of and have no one think you're nuts - except to be completely non-believing, which very few of us are or

At this point, washing apples, grapes, strawberries, etc. seems entirely perfunctory and superficial. It never truly feels like I'm accomplishing anything.

DISCLAIMER: Don’t think of this post as a theory. It’s purely based on a head-canon and speculation and as such shouldn’t be considered as anything more. It's simply here as a (hopefully) fun read.

I don’t think this will turn out to be case but there is a rather large amount of hints pointing towards the fact that Luffy’s Devil Fruit is actually not the Gomu Gomu no Mi fruit but rather something else. There have always been theories surrounding Luffy’s Devil Fruit not actually being the Rubber Fruit, I’ve never paid much attention to it but in the light of multiple recent reveals I changed my tune a bit.

The Game Changer

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So, in Chapter 1037 we get the Gorosei hyping up the existence of a Devil Fruit that hasn’t “Awakened” for centuries and seemingly it did now. Clearly, this Devil Fruit is supposed to be something special and something of utmost importance. Besides the obvious pick for the fruit being Zunisha, which I don’t think it’s the case considering we don’t know about any Devil Fruit that it ate, I decided to have some fun with this notion.

So, in my mind there could only be a handful of people in possession of this fruit, the two main suspects being Blackbeard (Yami Yami no Mi) and Luffy (Gomu Gomu no Mi). I would expect nothing less from this fruit other than it being either Main Protagonist’s or Main Villain’s devil fruit judging by how much it’s importance has been played up.

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Another big thing revealed by these five is that they hid the real name (identity) of the fruit by calling it something else. This is a rather interesting notion because this has been debated in the fandom but always dismissed as hearsay or nonsense. Well now this seems like a possibility.

Note*: The Devil Fruit that Gorosei are talking about doesn’t necessarily have to be Gomu Gomu no Mi, but the notion that there exist a Devil Fruit that had its real name hidden opens up the possibility for other Devil Fruits to have the same done to them.*

Why Gomu Gomu no

I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.

Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.

Do your worst!

I'm surprised it hasn't decade.

For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.

I said "hey look, an escaPEA"

No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!

Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂

It really does, I swear!

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"First of all," he began. "That glowing ring that Gill found on my ceiling. It's a spell meant to listen in on a faraway conversation." He swept us with his eyes, "Luckily for all of us, the headmasters were all indisposed at the Cape Exams. It was unlikely that anyone was listening to us."

"Listening?" I asked. "Through that band?"

"That's right," Tovin nodded. "A Lithillumeon Band, named after its creator Cor Lithillumeon, is a complex spell utilized by inquisitors for information gathering. It's invisible to the human eye and has a counterpart somewhere else where those gathered can listen as though through a window. Inquisitors often refer to it as a Snoop Loop, or simply a Loop."

"Ohh, inquisitor jargon!" Atlas marveled.

"The fact that they put one in your room..." Fena trailed off.

"Correct," he sighed.

"Then that would mean Headmaster Vega..." She continued.

"Either had an accomplice to create it or is walking around free right now," he finished for her. "But I've long since suspected that Vega isn't working alone. It would hardly be a revelation."

"Slow down," Axle lifted his hands. "Who has access to Lithil- lythel... loops. Who could have put a loop on your ceiling?"

"I imagine it had to have been one of the headmasters– Vega if I had to guess. The spell is top-secret and known only to inquisitors and high priests. It's a strong possibility that Vega is close with an inquisitor based on what I've already seen."

"Inquisitor Imandr," I spoke up.

"Imandr?" Tovin narrowed his eyes.

"Gill," Axle cautioned. "You should let me tell this part. No telling what could set off that bomb in your throat."

"Oh!" I lifted a hand to my mouth. I'd nearly forgotten about it entirely.

"Would anyone like to tell me what the hell that meant?" Tovin asked, clearly frustrated. "A bomb? In his throat??"

"Not a literal bomb," Axle clarified. "A while back, there was a student outside of their dorm past curfew. The headmasters were calling people in and interrogating them. After the meeting, Inquisitor Imandr would place some kind of spell on them. If they speak about anything he wouldn't want them to, it would trigger the spell and render them mute until an inquisitor reversed the spell."

"Censor," Tovin said, turning his eyes toward me. "Did they Censor you, Gill?"

I nodded.

"Come here," he said, getting to his feet.

I left the marvelous warmth of the hot spring, pulling myself up to the walkway. Tovin stopped in front of me and lifted hi

Because she wanted to see the task manager.