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<h1>Zk | Heresiarch</h1>
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<p>Story of someone with earnest beliefs frustrated by being deemed a heretic and where to go from there. Via the list of furry heresies:</p>
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<p>Sextillianism - the belief, originated by Sextillius in the third century CE, that species plays a role in the ease with which one’s soul can accept salvation (see also: Ebionites). Refuted in the First Council of Nicaea.</p>
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<p>Pantherism - the belief that Jesus, as the Pan-Ther (that is, the universal animal), had aspects of all species, including those unique to each, rather than solely aspects shared by all species. See also the related concept of distinctionism, that the spirit of Jesus comprises universal aspects of all species (plus the divine), God the Father comprises all specific aspects (plus the divine), and the Holy Spirit only the divine.</p>
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<p>It was the third indiction in the month of October on the eighth day under the Consulate of the illustrious Protogenes and Asturius under the Emperor Theodosius II and Bishop Eulalios of Chalcedon when I was summoned before the Synod, and the tenth day when I was anathematized and my teachings declared heresy. It is a dubious honor that the business of my (apparently heretical) ideas was one of the first things this Council of Chalcedon addressed. Am I to be proud? Am I to take this home to my brethren and show them and say, “Look! How great a blessing the bishops bestow upon me and you!”?</p>
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<p>Perhaps that is the only thing left to me, that final ‘benediction’. Perhaps the only things that I have to keep from being overwhelmed by despair are my faith in God and to take that admonition into my heart, into my belly, and rework it through time and loving care into a blessing. They didn’t kill me — <em>couldn’t</em> kill me — so it’s all I have anymore.</p>
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