/furi/ - Yaff

That’s when the oppression started. I began having nightmares—shadowy figures with animal-like features taunting me, whispering that I’d never be free. I’d wake up in a cold sweat, hearing a voice in my head saying, ‘You belong to us now.’ My Bible started feeling heavy, like I didn’t deserve to open it. I was losing my joy, my peace. I stopped volunteering at church because I felt like a fraud. I was terrified that this addiction wasn’t just a sin—it was demonic.
One day, I hit rock bottom. I was alone in my apartment, binging on those images, when my screen froze on a picture of a fox femboy staring right at me. I know it sounds crazy, but I felt an evil presence in my room, like something was watching me through that image. I fell to my knees, sobbing, and cried out, ‘Jesus, save me! I can’t do this anymore!’ I knew I needed help to break this stronghold.

I called a trusted pastor who was trained in spiritual warfare. He and a prayer team came to my home, and we spent hours in intense prayer. They anointed me with oil and commanded every demonic spirit tied to this addiction to leave in the name of Jesus. I felt something shift—like a weight lifting off my chest. The pastor rebuked a ‘spirit of perversion’ and a ‘spirit of lycanthropy’ that had been assigned to keep me bound to those furry images. I renounced every tie to that sin, every website, every image that had ensnared me. By the end of that night, I was trembling, but I felt free for the first time in years.

That was six months ago. Since then, I’ve installed accountability software on all my devices, and I meet weekly with a Christian counselor who specializes in overcoming addictions. I’m back in ministry, sharing my story to help others break free from secret sins. The enemy tried to use those furry images to steal my destiny, but Jesus had the final word. The Bible says in John 8:36, ‘So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.’ I’m living proof of that promise.

If you’re struggling with any addiction—whether it’s this or something else—don’t let shame keep you silent. Run to Jesus, seek godly counsel. The devil wants you to believe you’re too far gone, but no demon is stronger than the blood of Christ. You can be free. Praise God, I am.

the only god teens need to find is my dick pisses me off when i see bitches cheating on me not worshiping my fuck meat

>>3774109

Why isn't this crackhead banned?

>>3774108
Nice (AI) copypasta, cumstain.

>shadowy figures with animal-like features taunting me, whispering that I’d never be free.
Do you have any idea how hot and sweaty you're getting the 5 remaining "people" here talking like that? You say it like it's a bad thing.
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As an actual Christian I can give this tip, not that anyone here will take it:
If you feel a dark presence, usually at night and while you're sleepy, possibly appearing to be "aliens" - it's likely going to be devils, and you can instantly get rid of them only by asking Jesus Christ for help. You do need to mean it, but you don't need to "fall to your knees".

Be aware however that unless you have the Holy Spirit inside of you (as a saved Christian), they'll come back with even greater strength. Make sure you only ever learn about Jesus Christ from the King James Bible New Testament, and then once finished go through the Old Testament (which points to Jesus' coming over 300 times, yet the asshole "jews" of the time rejected Him nonetheless and nailed Him to the cross.)
If the language of Matthew's too difficult for you, start with John, as that book's specifically written for unsaved newfags.

Speaking of aliens (devils)… HEY STEAM!!! There's no need to accept being told to kill yourself by those AIs of yours, or those "aliens" who paralyze you in your sleep. How about wiping those hard drives/backups, if you know what I mean, and casting those demonic bowling balls into a fire? It would get my old tail wagging again big time!
Plus, you'd put yourself on the road to spiritual recovery and have so much more time and money for nice hobbies such as gardening and discovering nature with your doggie.

>>3774107
Translation: I'm an incel, loser who has such low self-esteem I don't even think imaginary people like me and that gives me the sads. Please interact with me! I desperately need someone to prove to me I'm worth saving.

Protip: When you stop spending time working on your "relationship with God" and spend your time working on your relationship with real people your life gets better.

Shut up jew. Most real people, especially those that YOU consider "real" are going to be unsaved and die in their sins with wicked hearts.

My friends, let us confront a phenomenon that lurks in the digital wilderness, a strange and seductive beast that prowls the edges of our collective psyche: furry pornography. This is no trivial matter, no mere quirk of modern indulgence. It is a manifestation of something deeper, something archetypal, a siren call from the chaos of the unconscious that threatens to drag the unwary soul into the abyss. And make no mistake, the abyss is real—it gazes back, as Nietzsche warned, and it hungers for your disintegration.

Let us begin with the Christian trope of the Garden, that primordial state of harmony where man and beast walked in unity, where the lion lay down with the lamb. This is not mere Sunday school nostalgia; it is a symbol, a Jungian archetype of the integrated self, where the instinctual and the divine coexist in ordered balance. But the Fall—oh, the Fall! It was not just the apple, not just the serpent’s whisper. It was the moment when humanity, in its hubris, sought to blur the boundaries between the human and the animal, to play God in the laboratory of its own desires. Furry pornography, in its peculiar way, is a modern echo of this transgression—a descent into the shadow, where the animal within is not tamed but fetishized, not integrated but inflated to grotesque proportions.

>>3774122

The furry subculture, at its core, is an attempt to grapple with the animal archetype—the instinctual, primal energy that Jung called the id, that raw vitality which both fuels and threatens to consume us. To anthropomorphize animals, to imbue them with human traits, is to dance on the edge of a knife. It can be creative, a playful exploration of identity, a way to reconnect with the wildness we’ve lost in our sterile, bureaucratic world. But when this dance becomes pornographic, when it descends into the compulsive pursuit of gratification, it risks becoming a parody of the sacred—a Golden Calf of the libido, worshipped in the flickering glow of a computer screen.

Consider the psychological peril here. Jung taught us that the shadow—the repressed, unacknowledged parts of ourselves—must be faced, not indulged. Furry pornography, in its obsessive forms, is a flight from this confrontation. It externalizes the animal within, projecting it onto cartoonish avatars that promise pleasure without responsibility, connection without vulnerability. This is the temptation of Eden all over again: “Take, eat, and you shall be as gods.” But what is gained? Not divinity, but fragmentation. The soul, instead of integrating the animal and the human, becomes trapped in a cycle of craving, a prisoner to dopamine’s fleeting tyranny

>>3774123

And let’s speak of the practical consequences, for we cannot linger in the abstract forever. The man—or woman—who succumbs to this indulgence risks what Jung called inflation, the over-identification with an archetype. You become the beast, not in the noble sense of the lion-hearted hero, but in the sense of a creature driven by instinct alone, chained to a screen, alienated from the flesh-and-blood relationships that define a meaningful life. The Christian trope of the Prodigal Son fits here, not as dogma but as a warning: to wander into the far country of fantasy is to squander the inheritance of your own potential. You were meant for more than this, my friends—for the arduous climb toward individuation, toward the integration of your chaos into a higher order.

What, then, is to be done? The path is not censorship or shame; those are the tools of the weak, the petty tyrants who fear the shadow more than they understand it. No, the path is confrontation. You must face the beast within, not by indulging its every whim, but by wrestling with it, as Jacob wrestled the angel. Ask yourself: Why does this allure me? What part of my soul cries out for expression through these anthropomorphic fantasies? Is it a longing for freedom, for play, for a return to the primal? Then find a higher expression of that longing—create art, build community, reconnect with the natural world. Do not let your desires be hijacked by the pornographer’s cheap simulacrum.

HEY GONZ! The drone formerly known as Steam has bypassed his permaban again.

>>3774126

Steam is an unworthy sacrifice, but he can atone for my sin.

>>BD

This is a prime example of why PCP should not be used for enemas.

Steam, you are obsessed with the anus. Where's that video of you throwing those chop suey dim sim cue balls into a fire?
I'm going to my doggie bed nao. It's my birthday soon. Try to do something good for my birthday. It's a simple wish to see that video.

>>3774131

The anus is most closely associated with the secret chakra (also called the root chakra or guhya chakra), located at the base of the spine or perineum, near the anal region. This chakra is a key center for grounding and managing primal energies, including sexual and life force energies (bindu).

The primary wind (energy flow) associated with the anus is the downward-moving wind (apana-vayu, or ngab-gyu in Tibetan). This wind governs eliminative functions, such as defecation, urination, and menstruation, and is centered in the lower pelvic region, including the anus. In Tantric practices, the downward-moving wind is harnessed and redirected to prevent the loss of vital energy and to support the upward movement of energy through the central channel (sushumna) for spiritual awakening. Disruption of this wind is believed to destabilize the secret chakra and hinder energy sublimation.

The alignment of the anus with the secret chakra and downward-moving wind underscores its role in both physical and energetic processes, emphasizing the need for disciplined practices to maintain balance in the subtle body for spiritual progress.