That Spongebob occupies the Lust position makes me wonder why my fanfic never took off.
__________________ Recently Produced and Distributed Young but High-Ranking Political Figure of Royal Ancestry within the Modern American Town Affectionately Referred To as Bel-Air.
That was my thinking, yeah.
Envy begets quite a few of the other sins, IMO.
You get mad (wrath) because you're envious of others and what they have.
You want (lust) what they have.
You think you deserve (pride) those things.
You're too lazy (sloth) to work hard for those things yourself.
But not too lazy to take all you can (gluttony) that someone else has acquired.
Because of the way you structured that post, I tried to read it out like it was going to rhyme. But it didn't so I read it out like a Christian rap.
__________________ Recently Produced and Distributed Young but High-Ranking Political Figure of Royal Ancestry within the Modern American Town Affectionately Referred To as Bel-Air.
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Again, I'd say it's pride, because pride is ultimately what allows people to justify putting themselves on the pedestal where they believe they have the right to do immoral things. What's interesting is that pride ultimately stems from feelings of self-loathing and insecurity, which stem from this ubiquitous visceral fear that one is worthless.
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Jealousy and envy are technically different but normally used interchangeably.
The phrase was used by, and possibly coined by, Shakespeare to denote jealousy, in The Merchant of Venice, 1596:
Portia:
How all the other passions fleet to air,
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love,
Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,
In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess.
I feel too much thy blessing: make it less,
For fear I surfeit.
In Othello, 1604, Shakespeare also alludes to cats as green-eyed monsters in the way that they play with mice before killing them.
Iago:
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
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