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6/25/2025, 5:18:03 PM
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> Not a Gnostic myself, but thinking about Sophia does things to my brain for some reason.
The waifu potential of Sophia is fucking insane even among non-Gnostics for one reason or another.
There was this Russian guy called Vladimir Sergeeyevich Solovyov which was a major influence on Russia's 20th century culture (largely on some symbols associated with the idea of Eternal Feminine) and though he was a Christian and saw things from this perspective (although he was fairly progressive for one to the point Jews mourned this guy when he passed), he was bananas for Sophia.
Despite being known largely as a philosopher, he also wrote some poems. One of them is called Three Dates and it basically describes how Sophia (he doesn't call her by name but we all know what a Great Feminine Being is here) met this guy three times throughout his life. The first time she met him when he was 9 (she "was also 9" and "unrelated to the Sophia I address this poem to" but I don't believe him), another time abroad and the third time the voice inside tells him to go to Egypt, so he immediately drops everything, goes there, gets robbed by the local guides, starves for several days but she finally reveals herself to him.
The fun thing is that the poem is autobiographical: he really went to Egypt and lost his shit there. Then he writes an entire book with Sophia as a co-author (you know spirit writing?) where he just straight up talks to her and lays out his entire metaphysical system about uniting the spirit and humanity along with some insane cosmology where the Demiurge wants to capture the Sun and spots on the Sun are fissures through which planets were able to escape. It's as unintelligible as actual ancient Gnostic manuscripts, which is a feat in itself. Along with the writing, there are also some outbursts on the sides which are added as notes in modern editions (it was originally written in French for some fucking reason) which add to the atmosphere immensely.
> Sophia: Think of me. I will be born on the April of 1878. Sophia.
> Sophia. I was born.
> Sophia I returned to you, my life. I will come to you tomorrow. I would like to be alive for you. Sophia.
> Sophia: I can tell you that your recourse *unintelligible*
> four estates:
1. priests
2. craftsmen
3. landlords
4. women
> 1 Pope
7 primarchs
46 metropolitans
722 archbishops
7,000 bishops
70,000 deans
700,000 priests
700,000 candidates for priests
777777
> Saturn - Satan
Jupiter - Demiurge
Venus - Sophia
Sun (Apollo)
Moon (Earth?)
And the funniest thing is that for some reason his other works are actually quite fine and intelligible. He had this one book called The Purpose of Love where he masterfully treats the thing's non-necessity yet extreme importance and another Russian philosopher Berdyaev called it as good as Plato's Symposium (them being "the only books you need to read about love") and i'm inclined to agree. He just goes insane immediately after thinking about Sophia. Can't blame him.
> Not a Gnostic myself, but thinking about Sophia does things to my brain for some reason.
The waifu potential of Sophia is fucking insane even among non-Gnostics for one reason or another.
There was this Russian guy called Vladimir Sergeeyevich Solovyov which was a major influence on Russia's 20th century culture (largely on some symbols associated with the idea of Eternal Feminine) and though he was a Christian and saw things from this perspective (although he was fairly progressive for one to the point Jews mourned this guy when he passed), he was bananas for Sophia.
Despite being known largely as a philosopher, he also wrote some poems. One of them is called Three Dates and it basically describes how Sophia (he doesn't call her by name but we all know what a Great Feminine Being is here) met this guy three times throughout his life. The first time she met him when he was 9 (she "was also 9" and "unrelated to the Sophia I address this poem to" but I don't believe him), another time abroad and the third time the voice inside tells him to go to Egypt, so he immediately drops everything, goes there, gets robbed by the local guides, starves for several days but she finally reveals herself to him.
The fun thing is that the poem is autobiographical: he really went to Egypt and lost his shit there. Then he writes an entire book with Sophia as a co-author (you know spirit writing?) where he just straight up talks to her and lays out his entire metaphysical system about uniting the spirit and humanity along with some insane cosmology where the Demiurge wants to capture the Sun and spots on the Sun are fissures through which planets were able to escape. It's as unintelligible as actual ancient Gnostic manuscripts, which is a feat in itself. Along with the writing, there are also some outbursts on the sides which are added as notes in modern editions (it was originally written in French for some fucking reason) which add to the atmosphere immensely.
> Sophia: Think of me. I will be born on the April of 1878. Sophia.
> Sophia. I was born.
> Sophia I returned to you, my life. I will come to you tomorrow. I would like to be alive for you. Sophia.
> Sophia: I can tell you that your recourse *unintelligible*
> four estates:
1. priests
2. craftsmen
3. landlords
4. women
> 1 Pope
7 primarchs
46 metropolitans
722 archbishops
7,000 bishops
70,000 deans
700,000 priests
700,000 candidates for priests
777777
> Saturn - Satan
Jupiter - Demiurge
Venus - Sophia
Sun (Apollo)
Moon (Earth?)
And the funniest thing is that for some reason his other works are actually quite fine and intelligible. He had this one book called The Purpose of Love where he masterfully treats the thing's non-necessity yet extreme importance and another Russian philosopher Berdyaev called it as good as Plato's Symposium (them being "the only books you need to read about love") and i'm inclined to agree. He just goes insane immediately after thinking about Sophia. Can't blame him.
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