#28.10.2023.

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ЛУННОЕ ЗАТМЕНИЕ - ВРЕМЯ ПОДВОДИТЬ ИТОГИ

В этот раз никак не могла понять с чего начать наш с вами разговор по предстоящему Лунному затмению. Сажусь писать, а мысль не идет. А не идет потому, что вступление к прогнозу о принятии решения, достаточно серьезная тема. И к ней следует подойти ответственно всем нам. Предварительно важно провести свой анализ событи��, прошедших и предстоящих. Обернувшись назад посмотреть, заметить нить и понять…

[dieclownschaft]

PAT PAT

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King behavior in Bogotá [28.10.2023] 📸 musictrendscol

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Liam at the Battle of the Baddest in Saudi Arabia (x) - 28.10

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Happy Caturday

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[agacsizkoalasblog]

Kötü biriyim ben. Sevmem kimseyi. Uzak dururum hatta herkesten. İnanmam güvenmem kolay kolay. Nefretle bakarım belki. Tanımasam da uğraşmam tanımak için. İsteyen tanıtır kendini.. Zorlanırım ben tanımaya çalışırken. Üşenirim hem. Merak da etmem kimseyi. Bazen severim ama. Nadir de olsa birini severim. İnanırım ona çok güvenirim. Kısa sürede her şeyim olur belki. Ama ben... Sadece arkadaş olurum sevdiğime. Güveniyorum der, seviyorum der, iyi ki varsın... Neden öyle davranmaz peki? Yaşattığımı mı yaşıyorum? İmkansız! Ben seviyo gibi yapmam ki. Ya severim ya sevmem. Siyah ya da beyaz olurum herkese. Gri insanları istemem hayatımda. Yorarlar beni çokça. Ama aksi gibi en çok da onları severim. Çok severim çok güvenirim. Yalan söylediğini bildiğim, hissettiğim halde inanmak isterim ona. Güvenirim. Evet kötüyüm ama benden daha kötü insanlar da var. En sevdiğim renk gri, en sevdiğim insanlar gri.. Ama gri aslında yok ki. Varmış gibi sadece. İki rengin karışımı, siyah ve beyaz. Hangisi çoksa ona göre tonu değişir ama adı aynıdır. Gri insanlar gibi. Ya seviyordur ya sevmiyordur ama davranışları aynıdır. - mış gibi yapar hepsi. Anlamazsın neye daha yakın olduklarını. Sana yakın olsun istersin ama sen yaklaşamazsın. İsterse yaklaşır ama sana izin vermez engel koyar önüne. Roller değişir orada işte. Bu sefer onlar kötü insandır. Sen ise saf insan. Safım ben. Sadece kötü olup insanlardan korunmaya, kaçmaya çalışırım ama kimseye zararım dokunmaz. Hep zarar görürüm çünkü kötü olmaya çalışan bir safım. Korkağım biraz da. Beni böyle kabul edecek kimse de yok üstelik. Gelen gitti. Giden gelmedi...

[whativereadtoday]

Shen Jiu: You had ONE job!

Luo Binghe: *cradling Shen Yuan’s dead body and crying*

I’ve read so many SY-is-SJ’s-son fics, but this is one of the better ones. It’s not too concerned with the psycology of it’s characters, but the author is consistent.

Also, yay! for non-homophobic Shen Yuan! (Though the ABO setting would make traditional homophobia hard.)

Chapters: 25/36 Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Luò Bīnghé/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Shěn Jiǔ | Original Shěn Qīngqiū/Yuè Qīngyuán, Mòběi-jūn/Shàng Qīnghuá, Luò Bīnghé & Shěn Jiǔ | Original Shěn Qīngqiū Characters: Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Shěn Jiǔ | Original Shěn Qīngqiū, Luò Bīnghé, Yuè Qīngyuán, Níng Yīngyīng, Míng Fān (Scum Villain), Mù Qīngfāng, System (Scum Villain), Cāng Qióng Mountain Sect Peak Lords, Qīng Jìng Peak Disciples, Shàng Qīnghuá, Mòběi-jūn, Cāng Qióng Mountain Sect Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Implied Mpreg, Childhood Friends, Past Child Abuse, Soul Bond, Parent-Child Relationship, Child Death, Character Death Fix, Past Character Death, Family Fluff, Eventual Happy Ending, Friendship/Love, Childhood Memories, Recovered Memories, Reincarnation, Transmigrator Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Dubious Consent, Angst with a Happy Ending, Parental Shěn Jiǔ | Original Shěn Qīngqiū, Mother-Son Relationship, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies Summary:

When Shen Yuan woke up as a nameless character from the last novel he read before dying from spoiled food, he knew he was very fucked.

He found himself in the body of a three-year-old boy whom he recognized as the scum villain's son who died before the beginning of the novel. Shen Yuan knew many things had to change in the story, from discovering the secrets of the scum villain to developing his relationship with the protagonist in order to save the lives of the people important to him.

But would he be able to end up as the protagonist's first wife just to save his parents? He wasn't going to sacrifice his chrysanthemum to save the world! Right?

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PRAYING FOR MORE MEDITATIONS

Date: 28 October 2023

Duration: 69 minutes at 10:34 PM

Depth:

Last night, I added 14 minutes to my 55 minutes preset timer. It was an effortless addition. I opened my eyes for the first time after I felt like it was time and I had exceeded my preset timer by 14 minutes already. It has happened before, in a meditation or 2 back. As I write the first line of this paragraph, my mind goes ‘oops! I did it again!’

I haven’t undergone a change of consciousness yet. I wouldn’t have Britney Spears singing an old song in my head if I had had a change of consciousness already. With my hearing interiorised during meditations, I am able to hear the sound of blessed life energies moving in my head.

The percussion like clacks and clicks that I have been perceiving regularly in my meditations since June may not be so much about blessed life energies moving. It may very well be about energies coming to a block in their movement. The clacks and clicks are probably about the flow of life energies hitting a block.

From the periphery of my head back in June, I am now perceiving life energy’s presence in the centre of my head. If the human head was divided into two equal sections as front and back, then my attention continues to turn back with every click and clack that I perceive. If one were to imagine the centre of a tiny sphere placed at the top end of the medulla oblongata, then that’s where all the clicks and ticks are coming from.

The source of the perceived sound shifts its position ever so slightly on that tiny imagined sphere. The source of sound isn’t a pin pointed spot yet. It is probably getting to pinpoint position with every meditation that I am sitting for but it hasn’t reached that point yet.

While life energies gather in my head, they are trying to clear the route from the upper end of my spine to somewhere in the centre of my eyebrows. It will probably take many meditations to gather optimal amounts of life energy in the head for life energy to turn its flow from the imagined sphere at the centre of my head to the front of my head. It has been travelling straight up my spine for 3 years and 7 months now.

I am going to be 49 years old in a few weeks. I have watched 2 Spider-Man movies yesterday. I have watched them because they were recommended by my younger child. I enjoyed the movies. The animation in both the movies is deeply satisfying. The style satisfies the incomplete parts of my consciousness.

My present consciousness is at least 48 years old. As blessed life energies prepare my attention to behold another consciousness, I pray for time. May I be blessed with infinite patience while awaiting a new consciousness. May I be blessed with enough life to exercise such patience.

[dieclownschaft]

hes so happy hes back <3

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FITFWT23 promo in Santiago, Chile [28.10.2023] 📸 lthsloveee

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Liam today in Saudi Arabia via wbcmoro IG stories - 28.10

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28.10.2023: Siesta mit Baghira

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what awaits us, children and the occupied areas 28.10.2023

This evening I sorted my thoughts out and I realised that, though I am calm, I am actually more frightened than ever before in my life. It is down there somewhere and,yet in a way, more frightening than the first day or the Yom Kippur War. And, though I say I am more frightened, it is almost as if it is a theoretical fear. Not as if I have to take a valium or anything like that. I think to myself, we were so sure of ourselves, that we were the powerful ones, that the Hamas were fools, that if something happened we would fight them and win. And now we have been surprised by an enemy we despised. Nearly three weeks on  and they are still firing at our cities. We are no closer to getting those kidnapped back. On the West Bank the soldiers are still there protecting the settlers, attacking the Palestinians, killing is an open field. If the settlers were supposed to bring us more security, then why do they need the soldiers to protect them. Surely at such a time the soldiers should be on the front lines and also the settlers. 

But my mind says to me, if they surprised us once, who knows if they do not have more surprises waiting for us if we go into Gaza. And if we do not , what happens to those kidnapped. If we attack Gaza , maybe we will kill them too even though we understand that they are far underground. And who knows what surprises they have waiting for us. The tunnels of Vietnam. Maybe they are sitting back and casually firing at our cities and waiting for us to come in so that then they give us another example of how they outplayed us .  Sometimes I think that maybe the time will come when I will sit here in the flat and know that they have entered Jerusalem. And then I remember in the Gulf War,  |Iasked Chanan if he would come and shoot me. Now I will have to rely on whisky and sleeping pills. I have visions of our forces going in and then suddenly everything explodes and we are faced with  situations that we never were. Then too there is the question ....will the Arab states around us stay silent or are they also maybe waiting for a signal from Hamas. What price Netanyahu' s peace with all the Arab countries.  I never believed it in the first place. Maybe it was all a giant plan to lead us into an ambush? 

By the way, I am  not brave.   We have only had two sirens here. The rest of the time all is calm. 

So glad I at last found something to do even if my hands stink of onions.  2400 sandwiches were sent out today besides all the cooked food.  One of the women whose son is over there.   Like the song of the first world was.   Said how much they enjoyed the good food.   The onions were enormous.  I found it hard to cut them through.  But the weird thing was they did not make us cry. I still have the stink on my hands

  And we are waiting.  A three year old orphaned child sits alone in Gaza and Yaier and his brother live the life of Reilly together with their equally worthless bodyguards.  The names of the latter should be published.  All the Palestinians in  prison here should be freed. And our people brought back before anything else is done. I am going down with Ellen again todayto sit with the families. That is all we can give them is support. Today there are no sandwiches. I came past Mount Herzl Friday night. It was empty, You do not bury on Shabbat. The broken hearted sit at home. No politician visits them. 

Friday.  Today I cut cucumbers up for sandwiches and then for salads, peeled eggs and cut tomatoes. I think I was amongst the oldest thre and next to me a little girl of about six peeling eggs. I never thought it could be so tiring. 

The government is trying its best to stifle free speech and also not to allow meetings between Jews and Arabs . See the two  pdfs below.  The only person who is giving facts....I hope...is the army spokesman who speaks to us a few times a day. 

I was last night at Irit. I was so glad to be with people and not alone at home.  Noa picked me up with the three children, the oldest of seven speaking to his  father who has been called up on the phone. He explained to him why he had to stop talking as he was going into his post and there they do not use telephones as it can be used by the enemy listening. He asked if they knew Hebrew and he said yes we also listen in when we can and we have people who know Arabic. But then he  started asking about the story that Hamas is hiding terrorists under a hospital. How he knew about it Noa did not know as they try not to discuss such things in front of the children. The child said but what if there are innocent children. Noa said to Offer to change the situation....she spoke in English...the child said she understood what was said. Noa said she would explain to him afterwards. She did not want her to frighten the other children.  Can you imagine such a situation. Irit has two boys in the army and the husband of her just married  daughter who is pregnant. Even if the parents do not speak the child is at school and that is where the children get much of their information from. 

Hamas’s main operations base is under Shifa Hospital in Gaza City, says IDF

Military charges terror group has several underground complexes under Gaza's largest hospital, says 'hundreds of terrorists flooded into hospital to hide' after Oct. 7 massacres

And this is from the post of David Shulman. He is out with the shepherds and sees what is happening with them. These were from three different reports.

Meanwhile, the second Nakba is proceeding apace in the occupied territories. Village after village has fallen to the marauding bands of settlers who increasingly control the West Bank. They are into shooting to kill. The soldiers stand with them and sometimes join in the violence. On October 12, in Wadi al-Siq, where I spent a night just over a month ago, settlers and soldiers arrested and beat the villagers (who were packing up to abandon their homes), threatened to kill them along with five of our activists, handcuffed three of the Palestinians, stripped them down to their underclothes, extinguished cigarettes on their bodies, pissed on them, trampled on their backs and heads, forced their faces down into muddy excrement, and tortured them for many hours. You can read about it in Hagar Shezaf’s report in Haaretz. Last week five Palestinians were shot in cold blood in the village of Qusra, near Nablus; another totally innocent man was shot in Twaneh, in the South Hebron Hills, by a settler in the presence of soldiers who stood by passively (see above). I will spare you further instances, except for one:  at the village of Mu‘arrajat, in the southern Jordan Valley, settlers from the nearby illegal outpost have been pulling Palestinians out of cars, threatening them with guns, shooting in the air, and ordering them to evacuate the village within twenty-four hours—or else. This after many months of routine settler violence and severe harassment, some of which we have witnessed.

Now it’s the turn of Ein Rashash. Settlers from the illegal outposts are making this stunning place, situated on the ridge overlooking the Jordan Valley, into a living hell. They enter the village at all times of the day and night. Usually they are armed with guns and clubs. They attack, they throw rocks, they yell over their megaphones and threaten and curse, they enter the tents, open the refrigerators (if there is one) and steal whatever they want, break whatever they find. They take their herds of sheep into the little that is left of the Palestinian fields (more on this in a moment). Sometimes they sic their dogs on the sheep. Sometimes they drive their tractors through the village, just for fun. Then they burn down the tents. In short: a reign of continuous terror.

Photograph: David Shulman

For example, on June 24, settlers came and attacked Haj Salameh Zawahra, who is 85 or 86 or 87 years old (he’s uncertain about the date of birth). They smashed his head with a club and wounded him with a heavy rock aimed at his back. Soldiers were present, standing idly by. These soldiers then isolated Haj Salameh, bleeding profusely, from the other men in the village and delayed his evacuation to hospital. Three Palestinians were arrested (for the crime of having been attacked). Nothing happened to the marauding settlers. In short, business as usual. Miraculously, Haj Salameh survived. He can walk, slowly, and talk in a whisper. He seems frail. He sleeps much of the day.

Ein Rashash, 2018. Photograph: Margaret Olin

None of this is new, but the sheer systemic intensity of the violence, and the fact that it is not merely supported but actively fomented by the government, have created the new situation of “transfer,” that is, expulsion. As I reported in my last post, some 40,000 acres in this part of the West Bank are now sanitized of non-Jews. We are doing what we can to support the threatened communities; at Ein Rashash, Wadi Siq, and several other sites we have activists in place 24/7, in shifts, to protect the Palestinians. Danny Danieli and I had the morning shift today, which in the end stretched for some hours more, overlapping with the afternoon shift. There was lots of time to talk with our hosts.

The soldiers who harassed him, led by a female first sergeant, tried to drive him off the grazing lands, as soldiers do.  They claimed, falsely, that the land he was on belonged to his nemesis, the arch-settler Omer, with his huge illegal “farm.” Fortunately, two of our activists were with him and stood their ground. Firmly they informed the clueless soldiers, who were, believe it or not, just following orders,  that the land they were standing on belongs not to Omer but to the Waqf, the Muslim Endowment Board, and that they, the soldiers, had no right under the sun to chase Abu Isma´il away. It worked. The soldiers went away.

This morning a group of settlers went down to the village of Burin accompanied by soldiers and started to harvest the olives in the area next to the school right next to the permanent position of the army.ג'

[whativereadtoday]

Shen Yuan taking a more proactive stance on the whole transmigration thing. Fic name is very fitting.

Also, yes! Shen Yuan using his knowledge of pop culture, like the bell test!

8.5/10

Chapters: 27/? Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Luò Bīnghé/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū & Yuè Qīngyuán, Liǔ Qīnggē & Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū Characters: Yuè Qīngyuán, Wèi Qīngwēi, Shàng Qīnghuá, Qí Qīngqī, Liǔ Qīnggē, Mù Qīngfāng, Luò Bīnghé, Míng Fān (Scum Villain), Níng Yīngyīng, | Shěn Qīngqiū, Liǔ Míngyān, Shā Huálíng Additional Tags: Fluff, Misunderstandings, Cinnamon Roll Shen Yuan, Pining Luò Bīnghé, Fix-It, Canon-Typical Violence Summary:

Shen Yuan decides he's going to be the cool, calm, calculating transmigrator he's read about in so many webnovels. He will show the world a kind, loving Shen Qingqiu, while secretly plotting behind the scenes, manipulating anyone and everything to ensure his survival. Can Shen Yuan Blacken his own heart to survive?

A.K.A: Maybe Shen Yuan was the White Lotus all along?