#Lords of Vaala

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Lords of Vaala Cover Art by Aldo Dominguez

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Lords of Vaala Cover Art by artist Aldo Domínguez via ImaginaryDragons

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This reminds me of a quote I've heard: there's a difference between peaceful and harmless - a harmless person is unable to harm others, a peaceful one chooses not to.

Now that you've pointed it out, yeah, this does apply to Daniel and power - the guy literally gave up god-like power and immortality with the people who built the stargate, because he couldn't stand not helping out (and convinced Oma and Ganos Lal to do the same against Anubis and the Ori).

And just like the peaceful person from the quote, just... don't give him a reason to change his mind.

Another part of why people might not notice is the rest of SG1 are just as overpowered.

Off the top of my head, some examples include Jack making fun of the System Lords (to their faces), Sam casually blowing up a star, Teal'c being the rebel leader, Cam doing crazy things because he doesn't know how to give up, and Vaala... being Vaala.

Jonas is similar to Daniel in that people forget he's basically a super-genius.

So, Daniel also looks like a kindhearted guy when standing next to these people...

Stop trying to uwu baby Daniel Jackson*

The boy is FERAL

He becomes a megalomaniac more than once

He will lie, cheat, and steal his way to whatever he needs. He will gaslight, gatekeep, and girl boss until the odds are in his favor.

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two CROWs approach kou. " we would like to apologize to you on behalf of ms. zuki kim. " the taller one speaks, " her actions are not being tolerated, and she is being dealt with accordingly. "

He sees them. Those clothes... that disgusting aura of problems CROW members had, that fake solemnity they ought to show. He sees them in the same moment they step in his field of vision-- they had tracked him down. AGAIN.

Kou clenches his fists tightly, Masamune trembles with anticipation-- he can feel his anger arise. They approach with solid step, not a single effort is done to hide their presence... of course, it would be a meaningless effort-- they have to submit to Vaala’s inspection whether if they like it or not. They arrive. He can smell the pretended care of the two-- they act as if Kou was someone important they needed to respect. He deserved no such thing-- the ones who deserved respect were those exorcists that gave their lives, and are currently giving them as Kou rests while drinking sake. He hears the words--

*Ba-dum* 

His heart rate fastens. 

‘Dealt with’

Words of doom he hears, dread fills the atmosphere-- he gets up, the Sake gets spilt on the floor as he intensively grabs Masamune. The sheath crackles, the sword trembles inside the sheath-- he almost wants to grab the one who spoke by the neck and crush it bare handed. Vaala whispers him to calm down-- he’s just incredibly angry but manages to contain such anger thanks to her words.

“Y o u.” 

His voice sounds breathy, it inspires anticipation-- the same anticipation an animal has for the prey before leaping to its throat, before giving the hug of death.  It sounds taut, low, it inspires the same dreadful atmosphere Vaala causes when its hands reach for Kou’s shoulders.

“Tell your fucking lords that if Zuki is hurt even a single thread of her crystal blue hair is damaged I will personally hunt down every and single one of you-- You have one day to fix any damage you could have done to her-- and if I see anything wrong...  I will kill you both in the slowest, and most painful ways possible.”

Kou makes a stop. His words disappear and his breathing is almost impossible to hear-- veins are marked on both sides of his eyes, it’s seen even under the bandage he wears. His energy is bewildered-- 

“UNDERSTOOD?!”

He snaps.

@spitelived

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Cancer Was Cancelled By True Master

Experiences of Satsangis Premi Vijay Kumar Insan (Vijay Bansari Vaala), the son-in-law Satpal Insan describes the grace of true Master, Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Insan in this incident.

The incident is of 1994. My wife Mathura Rani Insan developed cancer of the uterus, which was confirmed by many doctors in their medical report. Prior to that, we continued to give her medicines for eight or nine months from different hospitals. The condition became worse after eating with more pain, discomfort, and medicines, etc. On that day I took her to a doctor for a medical checkup at the public hospital at the advice of Dr. Dayal.

Dr. Talwar-Lady Doctor, after a medical checkup, advised going for operation immediately. She said that the condition can worsen further, it not operated on an urgent basis. That day was an unfortunate day in the first week of that month. On Sunday, there was a Satsang in Beranawa (UP). From Sirsa city, those days used to go to a truck for every Satsang in UP (Ashram). The management had put my duty on the carriage and carrying and carrying the accompaniment. But according to Dr. Talwar, if my wife happens to be Operated Virar or on Friday, then my duty had to be interrupted.

I could not leave my wife in that condition and go with the truck, as the doctor was saying that the operation will have to be done immediately. That was also important. Was the question of my family life. What to do now! Because Dr. Sahib was aware of my wife's dysfunctional illness. According to him, the operation was also necessary.

But I wanted to get back from Satsang and get it operated on Monday so that my service also did not get interrupted. I explained to my friend Dr. Dayal that, if the operation is necessary, then after coming to Satsang in Barnawa (UP), I will get it done on Monday. Dr. Talwad on the insistence of my friend Dr. Dayal, gave her injection of Vovaran (S. 51 l) to stop the pain because at that time she was suffering a lot due to unbearable pain. By taking injections, I brought her home.

The pain stopped by injection. She was fine all night. My wife told me that now I am fine, you should go to the service. On Friday, according to the duty of my service, I reached the UP Darbar Barnawawith the help of the truck. In the meantime, in the truck, I wrote a letter in the form of Aradas(prayer) to the lord to shower his Grace, and told Guru Ji to take care of my wife in her illness.

On the next day, when I received the order, I went to the Teravaas for the Darshan of Pujya Guru Ji, and gave him the status as given above of my wife's disease, I also gave the letter to Guru Ji. Pujya Satguru, Dayalu Datar ji at the same time read the letter sitting there and in front of so many of the sewadaars, and went inside the terrace and called me in too close. Shan Shah Ji said, "Vijay son, has got all the checkups done?" I said yes, dad Ji, have done all examinations and got confirmation.

Pujya Dad asked again, "Did you get the checkup done in Chandigarh?" I requested, father did not do it from Chandigarh. Omnipresent Shahan Shah Ji said, "Son, Show in Chandigarh. '' And with this ordered the responsible member, Vijay son’ take as much money you need from for operation ' I thought that the two-and-a-half million doctors had told me for the operation, I take it from here! As I was getting the operation done in Govt. hospital right now and Chandigarh will incur and expense of 2.5 lacs. My heart not accepting heart this. The first verse of Pujya Dad's showing in Chandigarh, I followed that word, and after coming back from Barnawa Satsang I told my father's sermon to go to Chandigarh for a checkup to my wife. On the other hand, when I told Dr. Dayal about going to Chandigarh, he said that there was no one to see your reports there, etc.

They will make you go through the test again. Dr. Dayal also said that at least Rs 2.5 lakh can be incurred and it may take 15-20 days too, Dr. Munjal also said to me. But I had full faith in my Satguru Murshid-e-Kamil’s sermons’ as he had asked to show there, nothing more. The next day I reached Chandigarh with my wife with all the reports till now. When Doctor checked, they were surprised. They told my wife, (because I was not allowed inside, so I was sitting outside) who said that you have cancer! My wife told them that my husband is sitting outside and they have all the reports till now.

On this, Dr. Sahib invited me inside and took the reports from me one by one with all the attention carefully. Those Doctors were astonished. They said, 'Where have you come from? I told him that we have come from Sirsa, and I showed them the photo Pujya Guruji in our purse that we are devotees of Dera Sacha Sauda, Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji. We show up here as per the Sermons of Pujya Guru Baba Ram Rahim ji. This is how my Satguru functions, he does everything and never takes credit himself, many thanks to Rev. Guru Ji for his immense and kind grace on our family.

Original Posted: https://www.babaramrahim.guru/2019/06/cancer-was-cancelled-by-true-master.html

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On our way Chapter #3

Avni stared at the picture on Meghna’s phone and looked at her roommate incredulously. She glanced at her for a second before flicking her on the forehead, “Did you seriously put up an act to try and fool me into believing this?” “I'm not lying! Look at the picture! Our elevator is in the background!” Avni looked at the picture once more and flicked Meghna on the forehead again. “Seriously? Photoshop?” “Wha- no-” Meghna started but Avni’s look of distaste silenced her. “You have to believe me! I'm not lying-” “Oh God, stop.” Of course Avni would think she was lying. Why would kpop stars be in India? Meghna stood up and grabbed Avni’s hand before dragging her out of the room and towards the front door. Avni’s protests fell on deaf ears. Meghna stared through the peep hole and saw Yoongi standing near the door, tapping his foot. Meghna gasped and took a step back before pushing Avni towards the door. Avni stared through the hole wearily and was about to turn away when her body went rigid. She stared through the hole, clenching her fist. She could see Taehyung and Yoongi outside. Taehyung shut the door and he turned to face Yoongi, who's back was towards the girls’ front door. She had a clear view of his face. Avni jumped back and tried to unlock the door but Meghna squeaked and grabbed her hand and had to wrestle her away, with her other hand clamped over Avni’s mouth to keep her from screeching. “Now do you believe me?” Avni nodded weakly. They rushed back to the peep hole to find the corridor outside empty. Avni grabbed her keys and Meghna smoothed her hair into a more presentable ‘do. They rushed out of their house and down the stairs as fast as their legs could carry them. Meghna stopped suddenly right before they could descend to the ground floor and Avni crashed into her. “What the fuck?” “We shouldn't be hasty. Let's pretend we don't know them.” “Why the fuck not?” “I don't think having two fans as neighbors will keep them here.” Avni sighed, “Good thinking.” They climbed down slowly after that, their eyes darting around to take in a 180 degree view of everything around them. They spotted the two boys walking out of the lobby towards where the rest of the boys stood. Scratch that, Namjoon and Jimin were missing. The two girls stifled squeals of delight and hid behind a pillar and watched them. Years of being obsessed with kpop and watching tons of kdramas had helped them learn Korean. From their position, they could just make out the boys’ conversation. “Aish, this suck so much,” Taehyung said, running a hand through his dark hair. Suga’s monotonous voice replied, “I wanted to sleep. Why did they have to have the house cleaned now?” The rest mumbled in agreement. Hoseok said, “There's supposed to be a park around here somewhere, right? Let's head over there.” The reply that came next made both the girls jump. “Where the fuck is it? I'm fucking tired.” It was Seokjin. Yoongi was often known to swear and the rest had at least done it enough times on camera for the fans to be used to it. But Seokjin? Who would've thought our pink princess was such a potty mouth? The boys began to walk away and the girls followed, hiding behind whatever they could and staying as close to them as their circumstances allowed. The park was close, it was actually right down the road and the boys found it after a two minute walk. They walked in and immediately headed over to the trimmed grass. Yoongi collapsed before anyone could stop him, this time on purpose. Hoseok was clicking pictures of all the pretty flowers and the rest were sitting on the grass, immersing themselves in conversation. It was like watching a bangtan bomb happening right in front of them, minus the boys talking to a camera. The two girls stared at each other for a second before their best friend telepathy made them nod in understanding. They looped their arms together at the elbow and began to walk around the park on the jogging track. They were far away from the boys and were shaking in excitement, trying to keep themselves from running. They were slowly nearing the boys, intently watching them from the corners of their eyes. Avni decided to start talking in their native language, telugu, to prevent themselves from seeming too suspicious. “Oh my God, they look beautiful!” “Why are you talking?” “To not seem questionable.” “Good point. Oh Lord look at Jeongguk…” “Don't say their names! Call him… biscuit.” “...what?” “It's kinda synonymous with his nickname. I couldn't think of anything better.” Jeongguk was lounging in the sun, lying in Taehyung's lap while Taehyung chatted with Hoseok. Finally, the girls reached them and passed by them. Their conversation was beginning to falter and they had to force themselves to not stare at them. After about three more rounds and gushing about the boys in Telugu, they forced themselves to leave the park and head back home. Meghna said, “I cannot believe this! Is this a dream?” “If it is, it's got to be the best one I've ever had.” “Let's head- Oh fuck, it's Namjoon and Jimin…” “WHERE.” “Right there near our apartment!” Avni followed her gaze and stared at the two boys who seemed to be arguing about something. The girls tried to blend in and not be noticed but they failed, Namjoon had noticed them. He gazed at them for about two seconds before looking away. As though it was a movie, they passed by each other in slow motion. Avni was just about to grab Meghna’s hand and squeeze the shit out of it when Namjoon’s rich voice called out to them. “Excuse me?” Avni practically whipped around and Meghna had to subtly squeeze her arm to keep her from babbling. “Yes?” Jimin stared at them now and Avni found it hard to breathe. Namjoon was staring at Meghna, “You are our neighbor, right?” Meghna answered in a calm tone that surprised both the girls, “Yes. It's nice to meet you. This is my roommate, Avni.” Avni gave them a feeble wave and a weak smile, feeling her legs turning to jelly. The boys smiled back, flashing their pearly whites and nearly blinding the girls. “It's nice to meet you too. I'm Namjoon and this is Jimin. We're sorry for disturbing you, but could you direct us to the nearest convenience store?” If it hadn't been for who they were talking to and the circumstance they were in, Avni would have laughed at his extremely formal demeanour and the fact that they thought an introduction was necessary. “Sure, just walk along this road that way,” Avni pointed, “And t-take the second right. You'll find yourself in front of this store called Heritage.” Namjoon nodded and smiled, and both the the boys bowed. “Thank you.” Faster than the eye could follow, the girls had their backs bent and eyes on the ground. As soon as the two boys turned their backs on them, Avni and Meghna sprinted into the nearby bushes and jumped into them and started at the boys’ backs. Avni let out a loud squeal and Meghna had to physically restrain her from herself. Jimin turned around, obviously having heard her screech and his eyes scanned his surroundings before they walked away. Avni and Meghna stared at each other in silence for the next ten minutes before heading back home. -x- It wasn't a secret, Avni and Meghna were borderline fitness freaks. The next morning, they pulled on their jogging shorts and exercise attire, plugged in their headphones and slipped on their Fitbit watches before heading out for a jog. It was very early, just 6 AM, but Avni’s health depended on their daily exercise. She had polycystic ovarian syndrome, which was a very common disorder among women in its minor stages. Avni just had it worse than most. She always kept junk food to a minimum because she could gain weight in days and her period became more painful when she was heavier. Meghna decided to join Avni on her regime to keep her sane and happy and to obviously be the supportive best friend she was. The two jogged around the locality, opting not to go into the park today. Meghna glanced up during their third lap and spotted Namjoon staring at them from their flat’s balcony. She let out a squeak and murmured to Avni, “Look up.” Avni glanced up in the most obvious way possible and Namjoon seemed taken aback that he had been caught staring. He quickly composed himself and waved and the two girls smiled. Just as they were about to turn around a corner, Taehyung stepped into the balcony. He had obviously just woken up, his hair was a mess and his eyes were still adjusting to the light. His smooth golden skin practically shined and Avni could feel herself drooling at the sight. He sleepily ran a hand through his hair to sweep it off his face and in that moment Avni lost her balance and gracefully face planted into a pole. Before any of them could react, they heard a loud cackle, obviously directed at them. Meghna turned around and spotted two men, leering at them from a distance. They looked rowdy and dirty and Avni didn't want to get involved with them, so the girls continued to jog. Another round later, just as they reached the same spot, a hand grabbed Meghna and pulled her back, making her shriek. One of the men had his hand around her arm and he was grinning. Avni whipped around and glared. The second man approached her and tried to grab onto her. Above them, Namjoon and Taehyung had been watching them since the moment they had greeted each other. Taehyung gritted his teeth and glanced at Namjoon who nodded. They practically raced downstairs after screaming at Hoseok that they had work to do. But the scene that greeted them when they reached was far from their expectations. Owing to their daily Jiu-jitsu classes, Avni had her foot planted on one of the men’s chests and she was screaming at him in a language the boys’ couldn't understand. Meghna was throwing a rock at a form that was running away very rapidly, limping and groaning. The man under Avni whimpered and she took her foot off. “Nee lanti chattha vaala vallane ammayulu inti nunchi baytaki raaru. Ikkada malli kanipacharante police nee pilichi lopala uthikettu chesthanu. Po!” It's because of people like you that girls don't want to step out of their houses. If I see you here again I'll ensure you'll get thrown into jail and beaten up within an inch of your life. Get lost! The man stood up, almost falling over, and raced away, screaming profanities laced with apologies. Taehyung and Namjoon stared in awe. They had expected a situation like those in the many kdramas they had watched, where the boy would come and protect the girl and chase away the men who wanted to hurt her. Taehyung liked this version better. He stared at Avni, or as he called her in his head, the short cutie, and almost laughed at how fierce she looked. Meghna was clutching her arm, scowling. “It's going to bruise. That fucker had such a hard grip! I'll skin him if he ever tries to approach another girl again.” That's when they noticed the two boys staring at them from a distance. Taehyung flinched at the glare Avni threw at him, before her gaze softened. Namjoon spoke up, “Are you.. okay?” Avni was too riled up to feel shy. “We're fine.” “We… er… thought you might need our help and we raced downstairs when we saw those men trying to harm you.” Taehyung, who obviously couldn't understand the conversation, stared at them in bewilderment, slightly comprehending what was being said. “We're alright. We train in martial arts. It's as they say, better stay safe than sorry.” Namjoon looked impressed, “Absolutely.” The four stared at each other awkwardly before Taehyung spoke, “I'm Taehyung. It's nice to uh meet you.” Avni’s eyebrows shot up, his accent was almost American. His English had gotten better from his time in American Hustle Life. “Hi! Namjoon already knows us. I'm Avni and this is Meghna. We're your neighbors.” “Nice ta meet you.” “You too.”