Chemicals making frogs gay and creating micro-penises … in the human food supply

Published December 28, 2025 by tindertender

Chemicals that change the gender of frogs intentionally used in the food supply.

Old Books Are Interesting

Published December 27, 2025 by tindertender
https://archive.org/details/vitalogyorencycl00woodiala

Can find some real interesting things by searching old texts.

https://onlinebooks.library.upenn.edu/webbin/book/lookupname?key=Ruddock%2C%20E%2E%20H%2E%20%28Edward%20Harris%29%2C%201822%2D1875

She Wrote a Book About Love ~ the Church burned it ~ then Burned her

Published December 26, 2025 by tindertender

In the year 1310, a woman named Marguerite Porete was led to a stake in the heart of Paris, surrounded by a crowd of thousands. She had been condemned as a heretic—the first person the Paris Inquisition would burn for refusing to recant.

Her crime was writing a book.

Marguerite Porete was born around 1250 in the County of Hainaut, in what is now Belgium. She was highly educated, likely from an aristocratic family, and she joined the Beguines—a movement of women who devoted themselves to spiritual life without taking formal vows or submitting to male religious authority.

The Beguines lived by their own rules. They worked among the poor, prayed in their own communities, and sought God on their own terms. This freedom made Church authorities nervous. Women living outside male control, speaking about God without clerical permission, threatened the very foundations of institutional power.

Marguerite took this freedom further than most.
Sometime in the 1290s, she wrote a mystical text called The Mirror of Simple Souls. It was a conversation between allegorical figures—Love, Reason, and the Soul—describing seven stages of spiritual transformation. At its heart was a radical idea: that a soul could become so completely united with divine love that it no longer needed the Church’s rituals, rules, or intermediaries. In the highest states of union, the soul surrendered its will entirely to God—and in that surrender, found perfect freedom.

“Love is God,” she wrote, “and God is Love.”

She did not write her book in Latin, the language of clergy and scholars. She wrote in Old French—the language ordinary people spoke. This meant her dangerous ideas could spread beyond monastery walls, beyond the control of priests and bishops.

And spread they did.

Between 1296 and 1306, the Bishop of Cambrai condemned her book as heretical. He ordered it burned publicly in the marketplace of Valenciennes, forcing Marguerite to watch her words turn to ash. He commanded her never to circulate her ideas again.

She refused.

Marguerite believed her book had been inspired by the Holy Spirit. She had consulted three respected theologians before publishing it, including the esteemed Master of Theology Godfrey of Fontaines, and they had approved. She would not let one bishop’s condemnation silence what she believed to be divine truth.

She continued sharing her book. She continued teaching. She continued insisting that the soul’s relationship with God belonged to no earthly institution.

In 1308, she was arrested and handed over to the Inquisitor of France, a Dominican friar named William of Paris—the same man who served as confessor to King Philip IV, the monarch who was simultaneously destroying the Knights Templar. It was a busy time for burning heretics.

Marguerite was imprisoned in Paris for eighteen months. During that entire time, she refused to speak to her inquisitors. She would not take the oath required to proceed with her trial. She would not answer questions. She maintained absolute silence—an act of defiance that infuriated the authorities.

A commission of twenty-one theologians from the University of Paris examined her book. They extracted fifteen propositions they deemed heretical. Among the most dangerous: the idea that an annihilated soul, fully united with God, could give nature what it desires without sin—because such a soul was no longer capable of sin.

To the Church, this suggested moral chaos. To Marguerite, it described the ultimate freedom of perfect surrender.

She was given every chance to recant. Others in similar positions saved their lives by confessing error. A man arrested alongside her, Guiard de Cressonessart, who had declared himself her defender, eventually broke under pressure and confessed. He was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Marguerite held firm.

On May 31, 1310, William of Paris formally declared her a relapsed heretic—meaning she had returned to condemned beliefs after being warned—and turned her over to secular authorities. The next day, June 1, she was led to the Place de Grève, the public square where executions took place.

The Inquisitor denounced her as a “pseudo-mulier”—a fake woman—as if her gender itself had been a lie, as if no real woman could defy the Church so completely.

They burned her alive.

But something unexpected happened in that crowd of thousands. According to the chronicle of Guillaume de Nangis—a monk who had no sympathy for her ideas—the crowd was moved to tears by the calmness with which she faced her death.

She displayed, the chronicle noted, many signs of penitence “both noble and pious.” Her serenity unnerved those who expected a screaming heretic. Instead, they witnessed a woman who seemed to have already transcended the fire that consumed her body.

The Church ordered every copy of The Mirror of Simple Souls destroyed. They wanted her words erased from history along with her life.

They failed.

Her book survived. Copies circulated secretly, passed from hand to hand across Europe. It was translated into Latin, Italian, and Middle English. For centuries, it was read anonymously—no one knew who had written it. The text was too powerful to disappear, even without a name attached.

It was not until 1946—more than six hundred years after her death—that a scholar named Romana Guarnieri, researching manuscripts in the Vatican Library, finally connected The Mirror of Simple Souls to its author. The woman the Church had tried to erase was finally given back her name.

Today, Marguerite Porete is recognized as one of the most important mystics of the medieval period. Scholars compare her ideas to those of Meister Eckhart, one of the most celebrated theologians of the era—and some believe Eckhart may have been influenced by her work. The book that was burned as heresy is now studied in universities as a masterpiece of spiritual literature.

Her ideas about love transcending institutional control, about the soul finding God directly without intermediaries, about surrender leading to freedom—these are not the ravings of a dangerous heretic. They are the insights of a woman centuries ahead of her time.

The Church that killed her eventually softened its stance on mystical experience. The Council of Vienne in 1312 condemned eight errors from her book, but the broader current of Christian mysticism she represented would continue flowing through figures like Julian of Norwich, Teresa of Ávila, and countless others who sought direct encounter with the divine.

What the flames could not destroy was the truth she had grasped: that love, in its purest form, is greater than fear. That no institution can ultimately control the relationship between a soul and its source. That words born from genuine spiritual insight have a way of surviving every attempt to silence them.

Marguerite Porete spent her final years in silence—refusing to speak to those who demanded she deny her truth. But her book has been speaking for seven centuries.

It is still speaking now.

Controlling human emotions with frequencies

Published December 24, 2025 by tindertender

Any day now … ❤️

Published December 24, 2025 by tindertender

Any day now … ❤️
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No More Collaberation

Published December 24, 2025 by tindertender

May God protect the children and bring justice to cheats.

This feud is ending.
Forced separation.
No more contracts.
No further collaboration.

WHEN GOD IS PORTRAYED AS AN ABUSIVE HUSBAND 💔

Published December 24, 2025 by tindertender

There is a reason Scripture uses marriage language when speaking of God and humanity.

Because marriage reveals love most clearly —
and abuse most obviously.

Scripture says:
“No one ever hated his own body,
but nourishes and cherishes it.” 💍

That statement alone exposes a massive distortion.

Because if God truly hates, tortures,
or eternally punishes His creation,
then God would be doing
what no healthy husband ever does.

So let me tell this as a parable.

📖 THE PARABLE 📖

There was a man who married a woman
and told her he loved her.

At first, everything seemed fine.

But soon, he began to find fault.

She didn’t wash the dishes correctly.
She didn’t cook the food the way he liked.
She didn’t fold the clothes the way he expected.

He told her,
“If you really loved me, you’d do better.”

Over time, his love became conditional.

“You’re still my wife,” he said,
“but you disappoint me constantly.”

Eventually, he told her:

“Because you didn’t live up to my standards,
I will now torture you forever —
and this will prove how much I loved you.”

When people recoiled in horror,
he replied:

“You just don’t understand love.
I warned her.
She chose this.”

No one would call that love.

No one would call that justice.

They would call it abuse.

Yet this is precisely how God
is portrayed in much of church culture.

🧠 THE PSYCHOLOGICAL FRACTURE 🧠

When people are taught that:

  • love includes torture
  • justice requires endless punishment
  • forgiveness still demands payment

the psyche splits.

The mind is forced to hold two opposing ideas:
“God is love”
and
“God will torture you forever.”

That contradiction cannot be integrated.

So the soul fractures.

Some become fearful.
Some become cruel.
Some become numb.

Many begin defending abuse as righteousness.

This is what happens
when the carnal mind governs theology.

The carnal mind only understands
control, reward, and punishment.

It cannot comprehend restorative love.

🔥 WHAT JESUS ACTUALLY REVEALED 🔥

Jesus did not reveal a God
who punishes His bride.

He revealed a God
who lays His life down for her.

He did not say,
“I will destroy you until you comply.”

He said,
“Father, forgive them,
they do not know what they are doing.”

A God who tortures His own body
would be less loving
than a human husband.

And Scripture never presents God
as less loving than we are.

⚠️ WHY THIS MATTERS ⚠️

When the church teaches people
to worship an abusive image of God,
it doesn’t just distort theology.

It damages the nervous system.
It fractures the psyche.
It normalizes domination.
It trains people to tolerate harm.

People begin to believe:

  • abuse is love
  • fear is obedience
  • silence is holiness

This is not the gospel.

It is trauma
wearing religious language.

✨ THE TRUE MEASURE ✨

Love does not torture.
Love restores.

Justice does not destroy.
Justice heals.

And a husband who hates his own body
is not a reflection of God —
he is a warning.

Spirits Whisper 🕊️
Love never needs cruelty to prove itself.
What terror demands, love freely gives.
God does not punish His bride —
He heals her memory of who she is.
Anything less is not holiness, but harm.

Charlie Kirk

Published December 24, 2025 by tindertender

JD Vance ~ Assassin?

Did Erica Kirk just have a major Freudian slip?

During a recent speech, Erica Kirk made an unusual wording choice while speaking about her husband.

Just prior to the remark, her iPad shut off due to a dead battery, leaving her without prepared remarks. She then continued speaking from memory rather than reading from a script.

Shortly after, she said:
“Once my husband was assassinated…”

In standard English usage, “once” is typically used to indicate sequence or anticipation… something expected to occur before the next event happens.

Examples of common anticipation-based usage:

  • “Once you finish dinner, you can have dessert.”
  • “Once the meeting ends, we’ll talk.”
  • “Once the paperwork is approved, the process moves forward.”
  • “Once he arrives, we’ll begin.”

By contrast, unexpected or traumatic events are normally described using “when” or “after.”

Examples:

  • “When my house burned down…”
  • “After my loved one passed away…”
  • “When the accident happened…”

Thoughts?

https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1B2dWRK1Nw/?mibextid=wwXIfr

https://www.ibtimes.co.uk/charlie-kirk-death-mystery-why-erikas-once-he-was-assassinated-quote-has-sparked-viral-1764902

Letting Go of the Ache for Understanding

Published December 23, 2025 by tindertender

There comes a moment in life when you realize that some hearts will never truly hear you—no matter how clearly you speak, no matter how vulnerably you open your soul. It’s a tender, bruising truth: people can stand right in front of you and still miss the essence of what you’re trying to share. Their ears catch the words, but their fears, wounds, or defenses twist them into something unrecognizable. And in that distortion, you feel the sting of being unseen.

For so long, I carried that sting like a heavy stone in my chest. I’d replay conversations, searching for the perfect phrase I might have missed—the one that could finally bridge the gap. I’d explain myself again and again, softer this time, louder the next, hoping that persistence would crack open their understanding. But each attempt only left me more exhausted, more diminished, as if my truth had to be shrunk or reshaped to fit into their narrow view.

Then, slowly, the deeper pain revealed itself: not just the misunderstanding, but the quiet desperation beneath it—the longing to be fully known, to have my experiences validated by the very people who couldn’t (or wouldn’t) see them. Why did I keep pouring my light into vessels that were already sealed shut? Why did I let their limitations dim my own?

The turning point was a gentle surrender. I stopped trying to force the connection. I stopped believing that my worth depended on their comprehension. It hurt at first—this release—like pulling away from a warmth that was never truly there. Tears came, not from anger, but from grieving the illusion that I could make someone understand if I just tried harder.

In letting go, something profound unfolded. I began to feel the weight lift. My energy, once scattered in endless justifications, returned to me. I stood taller in my own knowing, no longer pleading for permission to exist as I am. There is a fierce, quiet strength in this: honoring your truth without demanding that others mirror it back.

You don’t owe anyone your exhaustion. You don’t need to teach emotional depth to those who aren’t ready to learn it. Your story, your feelings, your perspective—they are valid in their fullness, even if they echo unanswered in someone else’s silence.

True understanding can’t be wrested or begged for; it arrives on its own, softly, when hearts are open. And those who are meant to see you will. They will meet you in the depth without you having to pull them there.

So breathe out the need to be heard by everyone. Release the ache of proving yourself. Hold your truth close, like a sacred flame, and let it illuminate your path instead of burning you out trying to light someone else’s darkness.

In this letting go, you reclaim your peace. You rediscover the beauty of being whole unto yourself. And you walk forward lighter, deeper, freer—knowing that your light shines not for approval, but because it is yours to carry.

https://www.facebook.com/share/1Dt5NC1aBG/?mibextid=wwXIfr

🔥 WE ARE WARRIOR GODDESSES 🔥

Published December 23, 2025 by tindertender

We weren’t born to hide. We are born of fire, earth and ancestral memory.

Inside every woman lives a warrior goddess:
-she who falls and gets up,
-she who dances on the embers without fear,
-she who turns pain into power and wound into wisdom.

We are holy fire.
We are ritual in motion.
We are ancient force awakening in this time.

✨ Remember who you are today.
✨ Honor your body, your history, and your lineage.
✨ Walk with your head held high: your energy is invincible.

🔥 We are goddesses. We are warriors. We are light incarnate. 🔥

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