#Mr. Mirra

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Tagged by @sayonaramidnight - thank-you (and forgive me for blabbing on about so many faves)! ^_^

the last book I read: last novel was So Big, by Edna Ferber; last non-fiction work was The Truth in True Crime, by J. Warner Wallace (I usually have one of each on the go, and switch back and forth between them)

a book I recommend: for fiction, (besides the above - Selina Peake is definitely a roaring 20's Midwestern American kindred spirit to Anne Shirley), Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke and Dorothy L. Sayers's Murder Must Advertise; and for non-fiction: Person of Interest by J. Warner Wallace and Mortimer Adler & Charles van Doren's How to Read a Book Oooh - and for fellow book lovers: Jasper Fforde's The Eyre Affair!

a book that I couldn’t put down: the most recent one would have to be Martha Wells's All Systems Red (book one of The Murderbot Diaries) - it had such a compelling narrative and focal character voice!

a book that I’ve read twice (or more): how to choose? Old (and new) friends include: Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, C.S. Lewis's The Screwtape Letters, and Dorothy Sayers's Harriet Vane novels

a book on my TBR: Mirra Ginsburg's translation of The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov has been at the top of the pile since being recommended by a colleague far too long ago but in the past few years it's been tough to put myself in the right mood and frame of mind for it, sadly

a book I’ve put down: for me, Nabokov's Lolita also immediately comes to mind (had a tough time with it ages ago and haven't picked it up since; like Miya I do want to give it another try - just haven't been able to bring myself to it, especially when there are so many more enjoyable alternatives out there, for me!)

a book on my wish list: way too many to choose from, but I'm really curious about Master-at-Arms by Rafael Sabatini

a favourite book from childhood: I honestly can't choose just one (so many of the classics were faves, especially L.M. Montgomery's and Lewis Carroll's) but for fun I'll admit that these ones: The Girl Who Owned a City by O.T. Nelson, Scott O'Dell's Island of the Blue Dolphins, and Lloyd Alexander's Vesper Holly books (like The El Dorado Adventure) were highly influential, as well

a book you would give to a friend: it always depends on their tastes, of course (though in the past I've enthusiastically gifted JSMN to adult friends who I know enjoy the genre, Island of the Blue Dolphins to young girls, and A.S. Peterson's The Fiddler's Gun and The Fiddlers Green to teen girls I know...I'm auntie to A LOT of nieces and nephews! :D)

a book of poetry or lyrics you own: Dorothy Parker's Enough Rope, and T.S. Elliot's Old Possom's Book of Practical Cats are old faves

a nonfiction book you own: I picked up The Lost Art of Reading Nature’s Signs by Tristan Gooley and look forward to reading it soon

what are you currently reading: currently revisiting my old friend, Anne of Green Gables, and then I hope to go through at least the next one or two in the series again😊

what are you planning on reading next: along with the non-fiction book in #11 above, I'm also thinking of taking Death and the Conjuror by Tom Mead with me on vacation in a few weeks

Tagging: @ashknife @jessilroberts @firefletch @cygnascrimbles (no pressure) and any other bibliophiles who're interested and haven't done this one yet!

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Quest’anno sono sopravvissuto anche grazie a questo:

“Milano da Romantica a Scapigliata” Castello di Novara, 4.01.23

Dineo Seshee Bopape: “Born in the first light of the morning”, Hangar Pirelli Bicocca, 7.01.23

Bruce Nauman: “Neons, Corridors,Rooms”, Pirelli Hangar Bicocca, 7.01.23

Zerocalcare: “Ogni maledetto lunedì. Su due”, 12.01.23

“Grazie ragazzi” di Riccardo Milani, 15.01.23

“Mr & Mrs Clark. Ossie Clark and Celia Birtwell. Fashion and Prints 1965-74” Fondazione Sozzani, 21.01.23

“Ferito a morte” di Raffaele La Capria, Teatro Strehler, 22.01.23

“Indice, Storia dell’ “ di Dennis Duncan, 23.01.23

“Babylon” di Damien Chazelle, 29.01.23

“Dietro le quinte della polizia” di Georges Simenon, 10.02.23

“Zerocalcare dopo il botto” Fabbrica del Vapore Milano, 11.02.23

“La Casa della Memoria”, Milano, 11.02.23

“Gli spiriti dell’isola” di Martin McDonagh, 12.02.23

Matteo Osmieri e Alessia Binda, Concerti del conservatorio, 12.02.23

“ADI. Design Museum Milano, 18.02.23

Conservatorio 2

“Dietro le quinte della polizia” di Georges Simenon, 05.02.23

“Laggiù qualcuno mi ama” di Mario Martone, 19.02.23

“Quaderni ucraini”, 20.02.23

“Tessiture di sogno” di W.G. Sebald, 25.02.23

“La Maria Brasca” di Giovanni Testori, Teatro Parenti, 25.02.23

“Empire of Light” di Sam Mendez, 05.03.23

“Anatomia di un suicidio” di Alice Birch, Teatro Grassi, 12.03.23

“Romeo e Giulietta” di William Shakespeare, regia di Mario Martone, Teatro Strehler, 13.03.23

“Ho visto cose” di Mario Finotti, Galleria Giannoni, 18.03.23

“La moda giusta” di Marta D. Riezu,18.03.23

“Everything wehere all at once” di Daniel Kwan e Daniel Scheinert, 25.03.23

“Dal cucchiaio alla città” di Ugo La Pietra

“V13” di Emmenuele Carrère 02.04.23

“Fondazione Angelo Bozzola”, Galliare, 01.04.23

“Eloisa Manera”, Piccolo Coccia, 03.04.23

“Quando” di Walter Veltroni, 04.04.23

“Il ritorno di Casanova” di Gabriele Salvatores, 10.04.23

“Air. La storia del grande salto” di Ben Affleck, 09.04.23

“A Sound a Million Shape” di Alessia Obino, NJ Weekender Spring Edition, 15.04.33

“Ahmed” Pat Thomas, NJ Weekender Spring Edition, 15.04.23

Marc Ribot, NJ Weekender Spring Edition, 15.04.23

Al Doum & The Faryds, NJ Weekender Spring Edition, 16.04.23

Rhabdomantic Orchestra, NJ Weekender Spring Edition, 16.04.23

“Design Week Fuorisalone”, Milano, 18.04.23

“Augusto Betti artista+designer”, Fondazione Sozzani, 18.04.23

“Design Week-Fuorisalone: Alcova”, Ex mattatoio Milano, 22.04.23

“La La Lambro” di Maurizio Milani, 20.04.23

“Il sol dell’avvenire” di Nanni Moretti, 25.04.23

“Mon crime” di François Ozon, 30.04.23

“La quattordicesima notte del tempo ordinario” di Pupi Avati, 30.04.23

“Fra antropologia e storia dell’arte” di Bay Warburg, 07.05.23

“Cere anatomiche. La Specola di Firenze. David Ceonenberg”, Fondazione Prada, 13.05.23

“Housing Concert Piano City Milano: Bas Bulteed”, da Corrado Beldì, 21.05.23

Yuri Ancarani: “Lasciate stare i sogni” Pac Milano, 21.05.23

“Rapito” di Marco Bellocchio, 28.05.23

Luciano Rossetti: “Vent’anni di Novara Jazz”, 01.06.23

“Satoyama Quartet”, Nòva, Novara Jazz 2023, 01.06.23

Caterina Palazzi e Sudoku Killer, Nòva, Novara Jazz, 01.06.23

“Emong”, Fara Novarese, Novara Jazz, 02.06.23

Sebi Tramontana solo, Chiesa di San Pietro Barengo, Novara Jazz, 02.06.23

“Istant Song”, Castello di Barengo, Novara Jazz, 02.06.23

“Transatlantic” Michele Dal Lago e Icaro Gatti, Teatro di Tornaco, Novara Jazz, 03.06.23

Antonello Salis e Italo Satta, Villa Caccia Romagnano Sesia, Novarara Jazz, 04.06.23

“Insulæ Songs” Villa Caccia Romagnano Sesia, Novara Jazz, 04.06.23

Anais Drago, “Terre ballerine”, Villa Caccia”, Maggiora, Novarajazz 2023, 04.06.23

“Church of sound: Alina Bzhezhiska Quartet”, Basilica di San Gaudenzio, Novara Jazz, 04.06.23

Chet Beker, Vita e musica” con Francesco Martinelli, Castello, Novara Jazz, 08.06.23

“EABS meets Jaubi” Broletto, Novara jazz, 09.06.23

Francesco Simeti, “Pan di zucchero”, Palazzo Faraggiana, 10.06.23

Pasquale Mirra in solo, Palazzo Faraggiana, 09.06.23

“Flat Earth Society Orchestra” Broletto Novara Jazz 09.06.23

“TUN Torino Unlimited Noise” Broletto Novara Jazz, 09.06.23

Nicole Mitchell solo Palazzo Bellini, Novara Jazz, 10.06.23

Angelica Sanchez solo, Palazzo Bellini, Novara Jazz, 10.06.23

Damon Locks & Rob Mazurek, “New Future City Radio” Giardino Palazzo Natta, Novara Jazz, 10.06.23

“Mitelli Trio” e Joe McPhee, Castello, Novara Jazz, 10.06.23

Rob Mazurek e “Exploding Star Orchestra”, Broletto Novara Jazz, 10.06.23

Veryan Weston solo. Organo San Giovanni Decollato, Novara Jazz, 11.06.23

Adam Pultz-Melbye solo, Galleria Giannoni, Novara Jazz 11.06.23

Joe McPhee solo, Chiesa del carmine, Novara Jazz, 11.06.23

"Mitelli Avery Flaten Trio", Sovrintendenza, Novara Jazz, 11.06.23

"Chicago/Sao Paulo Undeground", Canonica del Duomo, Novara jazz, 11.06.23

BCUC-BANTU Continua Uhuru Consciousness, Broletto, Novara Jazz, 11.06.23

Gian Maria Tosatti “NOw/here”, Pirelli Hangar Bicocca, 17.06.23

Ann Veronica Janssen “Grand Bal” Pirelli Hangar Bicocca, 17.06.23

“Emily” di Frances O’Connor, 24.06.23

Dora Birnbaum, “Revolutionary Acts”, Osservatorio Prada, 01.07.23

Kris Ruhs “Figuratives”, Fondazione Sozzani, 01.07.23

Kris Ruhs , “Resonances”, Fondazione Sozzani, 01.07.23

Quntin Tarantino, “Cinema speculation”, 08.07.23

Nikolaj Achultz, “Mal di terra”, 18.07.23

Julien Green, “Parigi”, 25.07.23

“Assedine Alaïa, Arthur Elgort. En liberté. Fondation Alaïa, Parigi, 19.08.23

“Voyages en Noir et Blanc”, Galerie Bigaignon, Parigi, 19.08.23

“Basquiat X Warhol” Fondation Vuitton, Parigi 20.08.23

“Naples à Paris”, Louvre, Parigi, 21.08.23

“Aux origines de l’image sacrée”, Louvre, Parigi 20.08.23

“Frank Horvat, Paris, le monde, la mode” Jeu de Paume, Parigi 20.08.23

“Johan Van Der Keuken, Le rytme des Images” Jeu de Paume, Parigi, 20.08.23

“Annette en plus infinitement”, Fondation Annette e Alberto Giacometti Parigi, 21.08.23

“Ron Mueck”, Fondation Cartier, Parigi, 21.08.23

“Moï Ver”, Centre Pompidou, Parigi, 22.08.23

“Lynne Coehn et Marina Gradonneix, Laboratoires/Observatoires” Centre Pompidou Parigi, 22.08.23

“Serge Gainsbourg, Le mot exacte” Centre Pompidou, Parigi, 22.08.23

“Surréalisme au féminin?” Musée de Montmartre, Parigi, 23.08.23

“Over the Rainbow”, Centre Pompidou, Parigi, 24.08.23

“Avant l’Orage”, Bourse de Commerce Parigi, 25.08.23

“Accro-chat-ge” Musée d’Orsay Parigi, 25.08.23

“On ne peut vivre qu’à Paris”, di Emil Cioran e Patrice Reytier,29.08.23

“Oppenheimer” di Christopher Nolan, 03.09.23

“Manodopera” di Alain Ughetto, 08.09.23

“Un homme heureux” di Cioran-Reytier, 10.09.23

“Pepito principe del jazz” di Marco Molendini, 15.09.23

“Collettivo trifoglio-Iride” con Marte Bellu”, Nu Arts and Community, 21.09.23

“Blow Up Percussion” con Vittorio Montalti, Nu Arts and Community, 21.09.23

“Pleasure Garden: A listening Garden” Nu Arts and Community, 22.09.23

“Il Bosco che non c’è/ Nerverwood” con Antonella Cirigliano, Nu Arts and Community, 22.09.23

“Niccolò Baraggioli” vernissage, Nu Arts and Community, 22.09.23

“Umberto Orsini racconta Novara” Nu Arts and Community 23.09.23

“SaxFor Tone”, Nu Arts and Community, 23.09.23

“DNA” di Dennis Kelly, Collettivo Hangar, regia di Andrea Gattinoni, 23.09.23

“State Petals” con Ljuba Bergamelli e Zeno Baldi, 23.09.23

“Puppets Jazz” con Enrico Intra, Compagnia Colla e Civici Corsi di Jazz di Milano, 23.09.23

"Isole" di Gavin Francis, 30.09.23

"Il barone rampante" da Italo Calvino, con Stefano Massini, Teatro Grassi, 01.10.23

"Asteroid City"di Wes Anderson, 07.10.23

"Grand Hotel" di Roman Polanski, 8.10.23

"Over the Rainbow" (catalogo mostra), 10.10.23

"The Killers of the Flower Moon" di Martin Scorsese, 22.10.23

“Thao Nguyen Phan: Reincarnation of Shadows”. Pirelli Hangar Bicocca, 28.10.23

“James Lee Byars” Pirelli Hangar Bicocca, 28.10.23

“E in Deutsches Requiem” Basilica di San Gaudenzio, 29.10.23

“C’è ancora domani” di Paola Cortellesi, 1.11.23

“Händel, Bononcini” Novarien Trumpetes Ensemble, San Gaudenzio, 5.11.23

“Memorie di un baro” di Sacha Guitry, 7.11.23

“Sinfonia n. 4 di Schubert e Quattro Pezzi Sacri di Giuseppe Verdi” Teatro alla Scala, 11.11.23

“Max Vaduku, Through her Eyes” Gallerie d’Italia Milano, 25.11.23

“Maria Callas: ritratto” Gallerie d’Italia, 26.11.23

“She's Analog", e Adele Altro, NJ Weekender, 12.11.23

Daniela Pes, Nj Weekender, 12.11.22

“The Old Oak” di Ken Loach, 18.11.23

“Lou Reed, Re di New York” di Will Hermès, 18.11.23

“Argentina. Quel che la notte racconta al giorno”, Pac Milano, 26.11.23

“La pulce nell’orecchio” di Georges Feydeau, 26.11.23

“100 domeniche” di Antonio Albanese,02.12.23

“Coup de chance” di Woody Allen, 08.12.23

“Boldini, De Nittis et les italiens de Paris”, 09.12.23

“Trilogia della città di K.” di Àgota Kristof. Teatro Studio Melato Milano, 17.12.33

“One life” di James Hawes, 23.12.23

“Foglie al vento” di Aki Kaurismäki”, 30.12.23

Buon 2024

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Upper Body Workout for Growth with Mirra #gymmotivation#back#armsworkout...

  Yes, Mr. ERIC DEAN LEWIS  IS  IN YOUR LIFE, FOR GOOD  SO YES, I DO NEED YOUR HELP     It's NOT to offend; you are able to make a point in writing about how just a little piece of poetry does matter for your soul these days. But I will show you the light and the value that will so famously show you my link here.. https://py.pl/238BLX1jQ9O     Hypothetical syllogism means if an apple is good for you, then I, too, can be great for you. My way of thinking promotes a cultural manifesto mindset that calls for a better way of life. This thoroughness leads to a well-motivated individual revelation in one's mind, which always equals much better leads, especially when it comes to people who manifest what they believe is natural for them at any given time.    Hypothetical syllogism is my way of thinking, which promotes a cultural manifesto mindset that calls for a better way of life. This thoroughness leads to a well-motivated individual revelation in one's mind, which always equals much better leads, especially when it comes to people who manifest what they believe is natural for them at any given time.     So, by changing my attitude—suddenly—I changed my altitude, flying higher than ever as far as money was concerned. This change reaction only led to a much better—abridged lifestyle. It also led to much more free time and lots of money. You're expressing a personal philosophy or approach to life that values thoroughness, critical thinking, and personal revelation. Let's break down your statement:     Hypothetical Syllogism: This is a logical principle where if you have two conditional statements ("if A, then B" and "if B, then C"), you can infer a third statement ("if A, then C"). It's a fundamental aspect of deductive reasoning.     Cultural Manifesto Mindset: This suggests a mindset that seeks to create or adhere to a set of beliefs or principles to improve society or culture.    Better Way of Life: This implies a desire for improvement in one's personal life or the lives of others, possibly through adherence to specific values or principles.     Thoroughness: This suggests a meticulous or comprehensive approach to thinking and problem-solving.     Well-Motivated Individual Revelation: Through thorough thinking and analysis, one can discover personal revelations or insights driven by solid motivation.    Better Leads mean better guidance or outcomes, implying that thorough thinking and personal revelation lead to better decisions or actions.    Manifestation of Beliefs refers to the idea that people often act according to what they believe to be accurate or honest.   Your statement advocates for a mindset that values logical thinking, personal introspection, and the pursuit of improvement, individually and collectively. Through thorough and logical reasoning, individuals can arrive at insights that lead to better outcomes and contribute to societal progress.    The ‘philosophy' of thinking better thoughts through' attitude assessment towards,’ developing positive goals in your interpretation of the world, and the more experienced you are, the more universally realistic way you think on how you might make your accomplishment your benefit factor that will truly make your dreams come true.   Now, how do you place a valuable accomplishment on a goal? Only you can change your mind so that it changes the way you approach things. It would help if you reached another cornerstone for your thinking process to achieve your goals finally. Just by putting goals in one's philosophies, the test of time under which it can get a pathway is the mind that extrinsically pleases any values of one's goals set in stone. This intrinsically motivated time slot, the blueprint that sits in stone for this period, will only make your dreams come alive.    So, many values are like cutting paths through the deep snow. In the forest is that journey forcing you to think positively to reach your true potential, goals you didn't even believe in yourself. Listing your goals on paper will impart them in the back of your head as a total success, not failure. This always leads you into the deep forests of the world, which forces you across the journey. To positive workflow in your head. You are one in life. This will be the deciding factor, a positive, profound goal in one's head, good or bad. By opening one's mind, you will see the forest in the woods as a pathfinder, seeing it through, which can see it through throughout without believing one's self. Your attitude forces you to accept that you can’t fly over it, go around it, or dig under it. You have no choice but to go through it, and then you reach the point of no return for your time.    The only apparent truth is that there are significant gestures and directions for you to reach your goals. You can’t climb the water in a waterfall. This only means meaningful reasoning relating to or denoting reasoning or knowledge that proceeds from theoretical deduction rather than observation or experience. So, apriori places one's total concentration on one's belief factor in oneself, not on the things you can't do, but looking forward to the things you tried for years. Trying to do the same thing repeatedly only finds out that to make it work, by sitting back, thinking about what's causing it not to work, and only fixing the problem before moving on to the next task. Only by looking at each failure one by one will you be blessed by dealing with all your failures once and for all.

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Raymond Mirra: A pediatrician in Philadelphia

Raymond Mirra: A pediatrician

Born in June 1958 Raymond Mirra Jr was raised by his parents in a working-class neighbourhood of South Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He had two younger siblings, Lucille (a) and Clyde. He attended public school until he was thirteen. He then went to college, studying mathematics and philosophy, but did not graduate. Instead, he worked as a groundsman for a landscaping company. Later he worked as a contractor and retired with his family.

Attending the University of Southern California Raymond Mirra pursued a degree in communications and marketing. Though not a professional photographer, he did start a career as a fashion designer and helped design some of the early suits worn by surfers and celebrities such as surfers John Daly and Dean Wormer. Though primarily a male professional, he was a committee member for the Peace and Justice Committee of the United States and was involved in local political, social and environmental activism. As an executive director of the non-profit International Business Times, Mirra sought to bring greater balance to the reporting on business.

Following this, he served as communications director for the New York City Mayoral Campaign and political bureau for the Liberal Party of New York. When he left the Liberal Party, he set up a consulting firm, Global Sources Media, which has gone through several names and is now called Ray Mirra Energy. It is an environmental consulting firm that focuses on energy alternatives. Prior to this, he was an investment banker and partner at Lehman Brothers where he helped finance the purchase of the World Trade Center. As well as being a former investor in New York Stock Exchange, Mirra worked for Blackrock, JP Morgan Chase, Morgan Stanley and Merrill Lynch.

A curious thing about Mirra is that the only known co-worker of his who has made mention about him is fellow hedge fund billionaire, Robert Kiyosaki. Robert Kiyosaki is said to be a major player in helping to create the economic bubbles that helped to fuel the current housing bubble. So it would appear from what we know of Robert Kiyosaki and Raymond Mirra, that they were roommates in college. Kiyosaki is one of the smarter people I have met in a long time and there is no doubt that he would not have picked up the same strange habits that Mirra is noted for.

A clinical pediatrics director

From what I can tell from my research, Mirra does have an environmental degree and works at the Center for Natural Diversity at Stanford University. Though this does not make sense because Mirra is not from Stanford and is an expert on natural disasters and disaster mitigation, it is interesting that he uses the same term "natural disaster" in both his llp and the environmental think tank that are associated with Stanford. The Center for Natural Diversity at Stanford appears to be an environmental think tank. Though it may be this that is helping to create the hype around Mirra's venture.

The fact is that Raymond Mirra is not a clinical pediatrics director. He worked as a surgical assistant before going to work for Robert Kiyosaki in the early 1990s. Kiyosaki is also connected to the Environmental Defense Fund that has received funding from the EPA. Kiyosaki is associated with several environmental causes that he is passionate about including saving rainforests and reducing global warming. Though he has never been tied to the center at Stanford, he does sit on the board of directors of the environmental think tank. This makes it seem like either Kiyosaki has used his affiliation to help create a puff piece for Mirra or that the Center for Natural Diversity is somehow related to the environmental cause that Kiyosaki is so passionate about.

A quick Google search of the term "Raymond Mirra" shows that his name is not on the list of executives on the Employment Record of the University of California. His name appears only on a page entitled "Term Resume," which is used by the university as a portal to listing all of its employees' information for the year. The school lists its Human Resources Director, Executive Director, and Director of Finance and Administrative Services, as well as the following locations: "Human Resources Consultant," "Regional Planning," "HRSA Regional Director," "HRSA Assistant Director," "BSL-Certified Specialist in Diagnostic Medical sonography," and "BSL-Diagnostic Medical Hematologist." These are the same locations that the Environmental Defense Fund has been listed at.

While the search for the names of the "center's directors does not reveal the full list of its staff and its expenses," as the article points out, it does show that Mirra is not merely an employee of the Stanford University. He has also been listed as a staff writer for the journal JAMA Oncology. Though there is no clear proof as to what role, if any, Mr. Mirra plays within the university, the fact remains that his position is publicly listed and accessible. The California State Department of Public Health also confirmed that Mr. Mirra is currently licensed to practice medicine in California.

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Mirra’s Holiday Playlist

Becuase I love Hanzo’s girl and I am finally feeling the holiday spirit! 

Songs Mirra loves to sing:

1.  Stevie Wonder - What Christmas Means To Me (Tamla Records 1967)

2.  Kelly Clarkson Please Come Home For Christmas Lyrics

3.  CeeLo Green feat. Rod Stewart - Merry Christmas, Baby [Official Audio]

4.  The Beach Boys - Little Saint Nick

5.  What Are You Doing New Year's Eve- Katharine McPhee

6.  Mariah Carey - All I Want For Christmas Is You 

7.  Nat King Cole - "The Christmas Song" (1961)

8.  Sleigh Ride - Ella Fitzgerald Jazz Collection - (Remastered High Quality)

9.  Stevie Wonder & Andra Day - Someday At Christmas ***NEW 2015***

10. Donny Hathaway- This Christmas [Original]

11. BRENDA LEE - ROCKIN AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE

12. Merry Christmas, Darling - The Carpenters

13. You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch - (Original version) AKA Hanzo and Torb’s song

Mirra’s favorite Christmas songs to listen to:

1.  Bing Crosby & David Bowie - Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy 1977

2.  Charles Brown - Please Come Home For Christmas

3.  Jimmy Fallon, Paul McCartney and "Sing" Cast Perform "Wonderful Christmastime" (A Cappella)

4.  Jackson 5 -Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town

5.  Santa Claus Go Straight To The Ghetto James Brown

6.  Ray Charles 'Merry Christmas Baby' 1979

7.  What Are You Doing New Year's Eve - Ella Fitzgerald Jazz Collection - (Remastered High Quality )

8.  I'll Be Home for Christmas -  Dean Martin

9.  "White Christmas" - The Drifters

10.  Santa Baby! "Original Song 1953" Eartha Kitt!

11.  Frank Sinatra Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Lyrics

12.  The Temptations Silent Night

13.  I Saw Mommy Kissing santa Claus - The Ronettes

Bonus joke song Mirra would use to make Lucio laugh so hard he’d cry:  Lady Gaga - Christmas tree IT’S SO BAD!!!

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Paolo Tommasi, Italian architect who helped design Matrimandir in Auroville, dies of COVID-19

Paolo Tommasi, Italian architect who helped design Matrimandir in Auroville, dies of COVID-19

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Paolo Tommasi, 92, an Italian architect-artist who helped design the Matrimandir, the sphere-shaped centrepiece of Auroville, died of COVID-19, on Thursday.

Mr. Tomassi was among the few persons still around, who had interacted with Mirra Alfassa — ‘The Mother’ to her followers — the spiritual associate of Sri Aurobindo, who established the universal township of Auroville in 1968. He was…

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Dynasty Aeon. First record. The New Life of Mirra Aeon

A little more than a year passed before I finally settled in the Fourth Universe. And I can say with confidence that this was the worst year of my life. This time I was in my old house, which, it would seem, was better than the opportunity to spend this year in prison. At my porch the policemen always rushed - fearing that I would run off somewhere to Bridgeport, they would not let me out of the room, even some food trainee was sent to me for food. I was just going crazy alone - the walls of this house kept a memory of what I had tried so hard to forget. I never went into my room, even though I knew that the mess had been removed long ago. I did not remember well what happened that night, but when I looked only at the door to this room, fragments of memories all rolled onto me at once, and it became unbearably hard.

It happened there.

The last day I was allowed to buy food and new clothes - I did not even want to look at the old one. I asked Mr Turt about it for a very long time and was incredibly happy when I was released. Let and with the protection of three people, but released. And then I got on the bus, where everything was under the same supervision, there were fifteen more people in the company - I tried not to look at the passengers, but for some reason even with minimal contact they seemed strange to me. Another day passed.

And now, I’m finally in Windenburg, and it seems to me that I could never breathe so calmly.

Mr. Turt kept his promise - I owned a really huge site - legally, of course, he was my home, but I could not live there yet, simply because while in the place of my dream house there was only a wasteland. Mr. Turth said that there are very friendly residents here, and it will not be difficult for me to find landlords, but I had to do it myself. I doubted that I would be so easily admitted to the doorstep, but I had nowhere to live, and I was forced to go looking for a place where I could stop for the first time. That little house was small, but beautiful, well-kept, there was a pond near it, and he was the first one who came to me on the way.

The confidence in the excessive friendliness of the neighbors, inspired by me by Mr. Thurth, began to slowly melt with every step to the house. It was simply a huge carelessness to let the first person in on me, and I doubted that the residents of even such an idyllic town could be so reckless. Perhaps in me were the echoes of memories from a past life - after the incident that happened to me, I practically lost confidence in people and could not imagine how they could trust me. Or maybe I thought it up just because I was afraid to go into the house to strangers. On the porch, I stood for a few minutes in front of the door before I dared to knock on it. Somewhere from the depths of the house there was a roar, and I heard a loud cry: “Come in!”

Opening the door, I got into a small light corridor, and then into a similar drawing-room. On the couch sat a breathless girl in green, years so little less than thirty. She was holding a thick book in her hands, but when she saw me, she laid it on the coffee tables and smiled.

- Oh, you seem to be our new neighbor! Oh, we were already going to congratulate you on housewarming, but, huh, it so happened that I burned fruit bread, and go without a gift somehow indecent, so I thought … - yet, Fredrickson was right. The woman chattered without stopping, remembering to sparkle with a snow-white smile, and under her unrestrained trembling even I seemed to melt and almost ceased to worry that she had met this girl just two minutes ago, and was ready to fully trust her. - Oh, sit down, please, you must be tired from the road.

I obediently crouched down on the brown leather next to the hostess and began to listen to her monologue, from which I learned that she is Mike Khas, the famous (well, or so far not so) writer of all of Windenburg, and lives here with the same almost - a popular neighbor-artist Ulrike, whose name I do not remember, they rent this house together, and I can visit them whenever I want.

For some half an hour of communication, she already wrote me down as a friend and even let me evaluate one of her newly made novels. I, of course, praised him, ignoring the fact that I do not know much about science fiction and I have no idea what a wormhole flowmeter is, and everything that happens in the novel remains a mystery covered in darkness for me. Mike also called me a real connoisseur of literature and said that I would feel fine in the company of her club “Avanarhisty”, but fortunately, while I did not cry for him, but gave me another couple of volumes of my manuscript.

- Well, in general, welcome to the town, Mirra. Well, it’s time for me, the meeting of the club will begin soon. - Mike rose from her seat and was about to leave, and, apparently, waited until I went up and followed her to the exit.

- Listen. This is the case … You will not mind if I live here with you until I rebuild my house, okay? I can also take off for rent. “I blurted out the last sentence without thinking at all about the fact that I actually have not enough money for food, but I decided that in another way, Mike would not let me live with them. In general, I was amazed at my own impudence - until recently I could not imagine that I could just as easily ask people. Although, until recently, I thought that I was not capable of much.

After a little reflection, Mike smiled again and said that I could stay here as long as I wanted. To me, of course, it once again seemed strange that Khas was ready to let in his house a man with whom he knew for two hours. But I thought that it was actually good for me, and I tried not to think about Mike’s excessive credulity any more.

When Khas left, I was bored - I examined the whole house, but without finding anything interesting that I could study without breaking the limits of decency, I went back to the living room. Strange, only now I noticed a blue paint smudged easel in the corner of the room, a couple of canvases lying at its base, and paint with a brush. As a child, I loved drawing and even selling five-simoleons smeared with bald leaves in school-the children liked to drag home all sorts of rubbish, and I used lunch to buy lunch at the school canteen. I thought about the fact that I can practice a little in this business, and when I start to get something better than children’s smear, I can sell my paintings - in Simlandia there are always connoisseurs of art, and pictures of all artists - from beginners with crooked lines and wrong Falling shadow to geniuses of abstractionism. Picking up a brush, I began to draw with self-interest.

- And you are doing even better than Ulrike, - Mike’s voice came from behind her, which indicated that I was standing for an hour at the easel, and Khas had already returned home.

Mike, by the way, liked me more and more - not only did she allow me to live with her, she still ceded her bed and fed me - oatmeal (which, by the way, was more like a dry breakfast than a porridge) Of course, was not a real delicacy, but after the meal that I was fed when sent to the Fourth Universe (do not get it wrong, I was grateful to Mr. Turth, but that food was really terrible), she really seemed to me a delicious dish. I swallowed it with such ecstasy that I even managed to pierce (!) The spoon with my lip. Fortunately, she healed surprisingly quickly.

- Mirra, you know, I was just thinking.” I went into Mike’s room when I was about to go to bed. - I talked with Ulrike and she told me that in the gallery where she works, free space was vacated. Position, however, is low, but they do not need either education or work experience. You could easily get in there.

- Thank you very much, Mike. - I will definitely go there tomorrow. - I did not know how to thank Khas. We knew nothing of anything - but during these two hours she managed to help me more than anyone in my life. Not counting Fredrickson, of course. - Good night.

- Good night, she said, and left the room, extinguishing the light and closing the door behind her.

Windenburg seemed to me a city of dreams - good neighbors, like heavenly green tabernacles, opportunities to earn a living. I involuntarily remembered the grim Fredrickson - I just now gave importance to how he barely noticeably flinched when he spoke of the Fourth Universe. While everything that happens seems to me ideal. So what did Frederickson mean when he said that I can be shocked by what I see here? ..

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2019 Archibald Prize Finalists Unveiled!

2019 Archibald Prize Finalists Unveiled!

Art

by Sally Tabart

Through the looking glass by Tessa Mackay, oil on linen, 210 x 330.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

(left to right) Mrs Singh by Tsering Hannaford, oil on board, 104 x 101 cm. Benjamin Law: happy sad by Keith Burt, oil on canvas, 59.5 x 59.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Christian by Thea Anamara Perkins, acrylic on clay board, 61 x 46 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Nakkiah in her dressing room by Laura Jones, oil on linen, 84 x 68.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Self-portrait by Kendal Gear, oil on linen, 91 x 116.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

(left to right) Leigh by Mirra Whale, oil and acrylic on board, 42 x 42 cm. Crow (Maddy Madden) by Mathew Lynn, oil on linen, 213.5 x 137.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Multi-limbed self-portrait (after ceramic figures) by Ramesh Mario Nithiyendran, synthetic polymer paint and oil on canvas, 102 x 76 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Mariam Veiszadeh by Angus McDonald, oil on canvas, 73.5 x 63 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

(left to right) Sally. And her boys by Jonathan Dalton, oil on canvas, 155 x 155.5 cm. Faustina by Kim Leutwyler, oil and acrylic on canvas, 76 x 76.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Akira by Jessica Ashton, oil on board, 56.5 x 46.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Mao’s last dance – Li Cunxin by Jun Chen, oil on canvas, 165 x 112.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Karla by Bridgette McNab, oil on polycotton, 71 x 93 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Tjuparntarri – women’s business by David Darcy, oil on linen, 240.5 x 180.5 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

Idris Murphy and his dog Wally by Marc Etherington, acrylic on marine plywood, 117 x 87 cm. Photo – courtesy of Art Gallery NSW.  Please note artworks are not pictured to scale.

51 artworks have been shortlisted out of a record-breaking 919 entries for Australia’s most prestigious portraiture competition, the 2019 Archibald Prize. The annual accolade celebrates paintings of notable figures that reflect Australian culture across areas including art, media, entertainment, politics, sports and more.

First established in 1921, the Prize takes its namesake from the founding editor of The Bulletin magazine (an Australian politics and business periodical that remained in circulation for 128 years!), Jules Francois Archibald, who was a passionate supporter of Australian journalism and the arts.

The subjects of this year’s shortlisted paintings include Afghan-born Australian lawyer and writer Mariam Veiszadeh by Angus McDonald with a breathtaking modern take of Vermeer’s Girl with a Pearl Earring; a wonderfully playful multi-limbed self-portrait by Sydney-based artist Ramesh Mario Nithiyendran; a simultaneously soft and strong portrayal of beloved author, journalist and LGBTQI activist Benjamin Law by Keith Burt; and a hyper-realistic depiction of respected elder of the Warakurna community and Ngaanyatjarra people of Western Australia, Daisy Tjuparntarri Ward, by David Darcy.

28-year old Western Australian artist Tessa MacKay has taken out the 2019 Archibald Packing Room Prize for her captivating portrait of actor David Wenham, who sits in the window of a cafe, contemplating the world beyond.

Following tradition, the Art Gallery of New South Wales head packer Brett Cuthbertson and his packing room team awarded the prize. ‘I love the reflection of the glass and that David’s in a reflective mood too. We blokes have a lot to think about these days!’, Cuthbertson said!

‘Sydney had to be part of David’s portrait, but I wanted to nestle David within a figurative essence of Sydney,’ Tessa said, ‘Painting the streetscape reflections merging into the cafe interior meant that I could depict Sydney in a more interesting and playful way and it gave me the space to capture a multi-layered and complex urban world.’

Archibald finalists along with shortlisted works for the Wynne and Sulman prizes will be exhibited at the Art Gallery of NSW from May 11th – September 8th, and winners will be announced on Friday, May 10th. Stay tuned!

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Cerca de duas horas atrás, William acordava. Sentiu dor e imediatamente levou a mão ao braço esquerdo. Estava dormente, como também, sua perna esquerda. Quando focou melhor sua visão, viu Melissa sentada em um canto com as pernas cruzadas. Mirra então se aproximou dele. - Eles usam um modelo antigo do MR-08, dizia ela ajudando-o a se sentar;  já se passou uma hora e minha perna ainda está formigando. - Uma hora! - espantou-se. - Pelos meus cálculos sim. Tiraram nossos comunicadores. - O que ela está tentando fazer? - quis ele saber. - Entrar em contato com quem quer que tenham prendido. Ouvi barulhos logo quando acordei... Acho que o mudaram de lugar. - Se não estivessem usando bloqueadores, não estaríamos aqui, lamentou ele enquanto movimentava seu braço. - Acho que só percebi quando estava no chão! - disse Mirra. - Aquelas coisas são caras, como as conseguiram? - questionou, mas William não soube responder. - O que eu quero saber é como saímos daqui! Ela não descobriu nada ainda? - Nada! E se todos estiverem com bloqueadores! - E os rapazes! - lembrou William. - Será que não notaram nada de estranho na nossa demora? - Vai saber o que disseram a eles... - Ainda assim... Suno vai perceber que há algo errado... E enquanto os dois conversavam e pensavam em uma maneira de sair da sua prisão, Melissa tentava se concentrar o melhor que podia. Então, de repente: "Melissa, você pode me ajudar?", perguntara aquela mesma voz. Ela temeu perder o contato. Apesar da suavidade, a voz dele estava tão alta que parecia que ele estava bem ao lado dela, usando um microfone. "Ainda bem que está vivo. Onde você está?" "Em alguma nave." "Nave, mas que nave? Para onde o estão levando?" " Para algum lugar. Você pode me ajudar?" "Ainda estamos presos... Acho que somos nós que precisamos de ajuda! Mas quem é você afinal?" "Eu sou você, Melissa. E você sou eu." "Não sei se entendi... De onde você veio?" "Venho do mesmo lugar que todos nós viemos. Ah, mas não se preocupe mais Melissa, eles chegaram. Pensei que não conseguiriam me encontrar." "Eles quem? Não estou entendendo nada do que você está dizendo! Talvez se..." "Vocês entenderão no momento certo. Obrigado, Melissa." - Mas eu não fiz nada! Quem são essas pessoas que você mencionou? E onde... - Mel! - gritou William e ela abriu os olhos. Não havia percebido, mas falava em voz alta e todos eles estavam ouvindo. Não apenas William e Mirra, mas também Suno, To'omar, Otulo e Taliseu. - Por Deus, ainda bem que nos encontraram, disse Melissa se levantando. - Onde estão o professor e os outros? Acho que conseguiram fugir e levaram o... eu não sei o nome dele ou de onde veio... - Já sabemos disso, falou Suno e, só então, Melissa percebera um estranho silêncio em todos ali. - O que foi, pessoal? O que está acontecendo? - Eles estão com a Ulysses, respondeu Mirra prontamente. - O que.. Não! Como? - Eu explico no caminho, disse Suno; mas temos que ir agora! - Mas para onde vamos se não temos mais nave? - quis Melissa saber ainda. - Nós não perdemos a Ulysses... Pelo menos ainda não, dissera William. - Não estou entendendo mais nada, resignou-se Melissa. - É o plano maluco do Suno, declarou Taliseu. - Mas que plano? - Apenas me leia, Melissa, sugeriu Suno e ela o fez. Então: - Oh, meu Deus! - exclamou ela. Suno e William foram os únicos que soltaram um leve sorriso. - Viu, ela também acha que o plano é maluco! - Eu não disse isso, Tali! Isso vai dar certo? - perguntou ela para Suno e William. E foi ele que respondeu. - Não vou perder a Ulysses para aqueles loucos! - Tudo bem, vamos, concordara Melissa e todos seguiram em frente. Mas com alguns resmungos de Taliseu e Otulo. Chegaram a um dos portões de atracamento e precisavam agir rapidamente. - Coloquem os trajes, o barco está logo abaixo da plataforma, e todos obedeceram Suno. - Será como um passeio no parque, pessoal! - Só se for pra você! - retrucou Taliseu. Ninguém disse mais nada quando a comporta de entrada fechou-se atrás deles. Tiveram que esperar que todo o oxigênio fosse retirado do corredor para só então abrir a primeira comporta. Então, um de cada vez, sairam flutuando para o espaço; os trajes eram equipados com conduítes de manobra. Ficavam acoplados nos cotovelos, nos joelhos, nos calcanhares, na cintura e nos ombros. O ar comprimido que saia por eles, os ajudavam a se locomover no vácuo. Guiados por Suno, chegaram logo ao barco, que estava a pouco mais de cinco metros da estação. To'omar foi o último. E devido ao aperto e a pressurização, não puderam tirar os trajes, mas podiam se comunicar. - Todo mundo bem? - perguntou Suno sentado na frente. - Melhor impossível!- ironizou Otulo. Tentava ficar confortável entre To'omar e Melissa. - Certo, vou mandar o sinal para a Liz agora, disse Suno. - Que Lorde Makki, Senhor Todo-Poderoso do Sétimo Mundo, guie nossas almas eternas para o Grande Vale Dourado, proferiu Taliseu com as palmas das mãos voltadas para cima. Mirra ficara intrigada e resolveu questioná-lo. - Taliseu, você não disse uma vez que esse Lorde Makki é como um deus dos mortos do seu povo? - Sim, é isso mesmo, confirmou. Mirra preferiu ficar em silêncio. E todos permaneceram assim pelos dois minutos seguintes. Foi William que resolveu quebrá-lo. - Tem certeza que o sinal chegou, Suno? - Chegou sim, confirmou ele. - Talvez se... Um breu repentino o interrompeu. Foi como se não houvesse mais nada durante um segundo. Então um clarão de luzes e cores explodiu como se o universo tivesse acabado de nascer. Aos poucos, a visão foi focando e todos reconheceram as paredes cinzentas, os diversos tubos de encrgia e água, e as duas plataformas da doca um da Ulysses. Taliseu foi o primeiro que quis sair. Porém, William o lembrou que eles teriam que esperar mais cinco minutos para que o sistema fizesse o diagnóstico em seus organismos. Quando enfim foram liberados, Taliseu praticamente pulou do barco, tirou o capacete e deitou-se naquele piso gelado, agradecendo seus deuses por tudo que conseguia se lembrar. Liz apareceu logo depois enquanto os outros tiravam os trajes. Melissa foi a primeira que ela abraçou. - Graças a Ares! Pensei que ele ia me achar e me matar antes que vocês chegassem aqui! -  O professor Arthur tentou matar você? - perguntou Melissa espantada. Ela negou e contou rapidamente o que tinha se passado. Do intruso que havia se teleportado para a nave e matado a sangue frio três dos cientistas. - Mas quem é esse cara? - perguntou William. - Não sei ao certo, ia dizendo Liz; mas acho que ele trabalha para o senhor Divos... Para quem meu pai me vendeu. Todos se olharam e William resolveu assumir sua posição. - Melissa, pode ficar com eles? - ele se referia a Otulo, Taliseu e Liz. Ela assentiu. - Muito bem, o resto comigo... To'omar... - Eu pego, disse ele já sabendo o que William queria. Fora para os fundos da doca enquanto os outros três foram em direção ao elevador. To'omar voltara quase em seguida carregando uma grande mochila. Deixara um ar apreensivo nos demais. - É melhor nos protegermos ali no depósito, sugeriu Melissa e todos atenderam. - Qualquer dano mais sério nessa nave e estaremos falidos, reclamou Otulo. - Só espero que William e Suno não... - Otulo, eles sabem! - interrompeu-o Melissa. E quando estava prestes a entrar com eles e fechar a porta, algo a impediu. Algo que só ela pode sentir, que só ela pode ver. E pensou que seria algo que só ela poderia fazer. - Eu tenho que ir, disse apenas e já ia deixá-los. - Ir pra onde, Mel? - perguntou Liz. - Você parece estranha... O que vai fazer? - Não se preocupe... - Como não vou me preocupar! Esse cara é como  um mercenário! É perigoso, Mel! - E é por isso que vocês devem ficar aqui, e a porta fechou-se à sua frente. Liz teve que se lamentar com Otulo. - Mas o que ela vai fazer? - perguntara. E antes que Otulo lhe respondesse, Liz apontou para onde estava Taliseu. - O que ele está fazendo? - De novo não, Taliseu! - dissera ele quando o viu em um canto, sentado com as palmas da mão para cima, orando para O Grande Lorde Makki.

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Juan 19-21 Reina-Valera 1960 (RVR1960)

19  Así que, entonces tomó Pilato a Jesús, y le azotó.

2 Y los soldados entretejieron una corona de espinas, y la pusieron sobre su cabeza, y le vistieron con un manto de púrpura;

3 y le decían: !!Salve, Rey de los judíos! y le daban de bofetadas.

4 Entonces Pilato salió otra vez, y les dijo: Mirad, os lo traigo fuera, para que entendáis que ningún delito hallo en él.

5 Y salió Jesús, llevando la corona de espinas y el manto de púrpura. Y Pilato les dijo: !!He aquí el hombre!

6 Cuando le vieron los principales sacerdotes y los alguaciles, dieron voces, diciendo: !!Crucifícale! !!Crucifícale! Pilato les dijo: Tomadle vosotros, y crucificadle; porque yo no hallo delito en él.

7 Los judíos le respondieron: Nosotros tenemos una ley, y según nuestra ley debe morir, porque se hizo a sí mismo Hijo de Dios.

8 Cuando Pilato oyó decir esto, tuvo más miedo.

9 Y entró otra vez en el pretorio, y dijo a Jesús: ¿De dónde eres tú? Mas Jesús no le dio respuesta.

10 Entonces le dijo Pilato: ¿A mí no me hablas? ¿No sabes que tengo autoridad para crucificarte, y que tengo autoridad para soltarte?

11 Respondió Jesús: Ninguna autoridad tendrías contra mí, si no te fuese dada de arriba; por tanto, el que a ti me ha entregado, mayor pecado tiene.

12 Desde entonces procuraba Pilato soltarle; pero los judíos daban voces, diciendo: Si a éste sueltas, no eres amigo de César; todo el que se hace rey, a César se opone.

13 Entonces Pilato, oyendo esto, llevó fuera a Jesús, y se sentó en el tribunal en el lugar llamado el Enlosado, y en hebreo Gabata.

14 Era la preparación de la pascua, y como la hora sexta. Entonces dijo a los judíos: !!He aquí vuestro Rey!

15 Pero ellos gritaron: !!Fuera, fuera, crucifícale! Pilato les dijo: ¿A vuestro Rey he de crucificar? Respondieron los principales sacerdotes: No tenemos más rey que César.

16 Así que entonces lo entregó a ellos para que fuese crucificado. Tomaron, pues, a Jesús, y le llevaron.

Crucifixión y muerte de Jesús(Mt. 27.32-50; Mr. 15.21-37; Lc. 23.26-49)

17 Y él, cargando su cruz, salió al lugar llamado de la Calavera, y en hebreo, Gólgota;

18 y allí le crucificaron, y con él a otros dos, uno a cada lado, y Jesús en medio.

19 Escribió también Pilato un título, que puso sobre la cruz, el cual decía: JESÚS NAZARENO, REY DE LOS JUDÍOS.

20 Y muchos de los judíos leyeron este título; porque el lugar donde Jesús fue crucificado estaba cerca de la ciudad, y el título estaba escrito en hebreo, en griego y en latín.

21 Dijeron a Pilato los principales sacerdotes de los judíos: No escribas: Rey de los judíos; sino, que él dijo: Soy Rey de los judíos.

22 Respondió Pilato: Lo que he escrito, he escrito.

23 Cuando los soldados hubieron crucificado a Jesús, tomaron sus vestidos, e hicieron cuatro partes, una para cada soldado. Tomaron también su túnica, la cual era sin costura, de un solo tejido de arriba abajo.

24 Entonces dijeron entre sí: No la partamos, sino echemos suertes sobre ella, a ver de quién será. Esto fue para que se cumpliese la Escritura, que dice:    Repartieron entre sí mis vestidos,    Y sobre mi ropa echaron suertes. m Y así lo hicieron los soldados.

25 Estaban junto a la cruz de Jesús su madre, y la hermana de su madre, María mujer de Cleofas, y María Magdalena.

26 Cuando vio Jesús a su madre, y al discípulo a quien él amaba, que estaba presente, dijo a su madre: Mujer, he ahí tu hijo.

27 Después dijo al discípulo: He ahí tu madre. Y desde aquella hora el discípulo la recibió en su casa.

28 Después de esto, sabiendo Jesús que ya todo estaba consumado, dijo, para que la Escritura se cumpliese: Tengo sed.

29 Y estaba allí una vasija llena de vinagre; entonces ellos empaparon en vinagre una esponja, y poniéndola en un hisopo, se la acercaron a la boca.

30 Cuando Jesús hubo tomado el vinagre, dijo: Consumado es. Y habiendo inclinado la cabeza, entregó el espíritu.

El costado de Jesús traspasado

31 Entonces los judíos, por cuanto era la preparación de la pascua, a fin de que los cuerpos no quedasen en la cruz en el día de reposo[a] (pues aquel día de reposo[b]era de gran solemnidad), rogaron a Pilato que se les quebrasen las piernas, y fuesen quitados de allí.

32 Vinieron, pues, los soldados, y quebraron las piernas al primero, y asimismo al otro que había sido crucificado con él.

33 Mas cuando llegaron a Jesús, como le vieron ya muerto, no le quebraron las piernas.

34 Pero uno de los soldados le abrió el costado con una lanza, y al instante salió sangre y agua.

35 Y el que lo vio da testimonio, y su testimonio es verdadero; y él sabe que dice verdad, para que vosotros también creáis.

36 Porque estas cosas sucedieron para que se cumpliese la Escritura: No será quebrado hueso suyo.

37 Y también otra Escritura dice: Mirarán al que traspasaron.

Jesús es sepultado(Mt. 27.57-61; Mr. 15.42-47; Lc. 23.50-56)

38 Después de todo esto, José de Arimatea, que era discípulo de Jesús, pero secretamente por miedo de los judíos, rogó a Pilato que le permitiese llevarse el cuerpo de Jesús; y Pilato se lo concedió. Entonces vino, y se llevó el cuerpo de Jesús.

39 También Nicodemo, el que antes había visitado a Jesús de noche, vino trayendo un compuesto de mirra y de áloes, como cien libras.

40 Tomaron, pues, el cuerpo de Jesús, y lo envolvieron en lienzos con especias aromáticas, según es costumbre sepultar entre los judíos.

41 Y en el lugar donde había sido crucificado, había un huerto, y en el huerto un sepulcro nuevo, en el cual aún no había sido puesto ninguno.

42 Allí, pues, por causa de la preparación de la pascua de los judíos, y porque aquel sepulcro estaba cerca, pusieron a Jesús.

La resurrección(Mt. 28.1-10; Mr. 16.1-8; Lc. 24.1-12)

20  El primer día de la semana, María Magdalena fue de mañana, siendo aún oscuro, al sepulcro; y vio quitada la piedra del sepulcro.

2 Entonces corrió, y fue a Simón Pedro y al otro discípulo, aquel al que amaba Jesús, y les dijo: Se han llevado del sepulcro al Señor, y no sabemos dónde le han puesto.

3 Y salieron Pedro y el otro discípulo, y fueron al sepulcro.

4 Corrían los dos juntos; pero el otro discípulo corrió más aprisa que Pedro, y llegó primero al sepulcro.

5 Y bajándose a mirar, vio los lienzos puestos allí, pero no entró.

6 Luego llegó Simón Pedro tras él, y entró en el sepulcro, y vio los lienzos puestos allí,

7 y el sudario, que había estado sobre la cabeza de Jesús, no puesto con los lienzos, sino enrollado en un lugar aparte.

8 Entonces entró también el otro discípulo, que había venido primero al sepulcro; y vio, y creyó.

9 Porque aún no habían entendido la Escritura, que era necesario que él resucitase de los muertos.

10 Y volvieron los discípulos a los suyos.

Jesús se aparece a María Magdalena(Mr. 16.9-11)

11 Pero María estaba fuera llorando junto al sepulcro; y mientras lloraba, se inclinó para mirar dentro del sepulcro;

12 y vio a dos ángeles con vestiduras blancas, que estaban sentados el uno a la cabecera, y el otro a los pies, donde el cuerpo de Jesús había sido puesto.

13 Y le dijeron: Mujer, ¿por qué lloras? Les dijo: Porque se han llevado a mi Señor, y no sé dónde le han puesto.

14 Cuando había dicho esto, se volvió, y vio a Jesús que estaba allí; mas no sabía que era Jesús.

15 Jesús le dijo: Mujer, ¿por qué lloras? ¿A quién buscas? Ella, pensando que era el hortelano, le dijo: Señor, si tú lo has llevado, dime dónde lo has puesto, y yo lo llevaré.

16 Jesús le dijo: !!María! Volviéndose ella, le dijo: !!Raboni! (que quiere decir, Maestro).

17 Jesús le dijo: No me toques, porque aún no he subido a mi Padre; mas ve a mis hermanos, y diles: Subo a mi Padre y a vuestro Padre, a mi Dios y a vuestro Dios.

18 Fue entonces María Magdalena para dar a los discípulos las nuevas de que había visto al Señor, y que él le había dicho estas cosas.

Jesús se aparece a los discípulos(Mt. 28.16-20; Mr. 16.14-18; Lc. 24.36-49)

19 Cuando llegó la noche de aquel mismo día, el primero de la semana, estando las puertas cerradas en el lugar donde los discípulos estaban reunidos por miedo de los judíos, vino Jesús, y puesto en medio, les dijo: Paz a vosotros.

20 Y cuando les hubo dicho esto, les mostró las manos y el costado. Y los discípulos se regocijaron viendo al Señor.

21 Entonces Jesús les dijo otra vez: Paz a vosotros. Como me envió el Padre, así también yo os envío.

22 Y habiendo dicho esto, sopló, y les dijo: Recibid el Espíritu Santo.

23 A quienes remitiereis los pecados, les son remitidos; y a quienes se los retuviereis, les son retenidos.

Incredulidad de Tomás

24 Pero Tomás, uno de los doce, llamado Dídimo, no estaba con ellos cuando Jesús vino.

25 Le dijeron, pues, los otros discípulos: Al Señor hemos visto. El les dijo: Si no viere en sus manos la señal de los clavos, y metiere mi dedo en el lugar de los clavos, y metiere mi mano en su costado, no creeré.

26 Ocho días después, estaban otra vez sus discípulos dentro, y con ellos Tomás. Llegó Jesús, estando las puertas cerradas, y se puso en medio y les dijo: Paz a vosotros.

27 Luego dijo a Tomás: Pon aquí tu dedo, y mira mis manos; y acerca tu mano, y métela en mi costado; y no seas incrédulo, sino creyente.

28 Entonces Tomás respondió y le dijo: !!Señor mío, y Dios mío!

29 Jesús le dijo: Porque me has visto, Tomás, creíste; bienaventurados los que no vieron, y creyeron.

El propósito del libro

30 Hizo además Jesús muchas otras señales en presencia de sus discípulos, las cuales no están escritas en este libro.

31 Pero éstas se han escrito para que creáis que Jesús es el Cristo, el Hijo de Dios, y para que creyendo, tengáis vida en su nombre.

Jesús se aparece a siete de sus discípulos

21  Después de esto, Jesús se manifestó otra vez a sus discípulos junto al mar de Tiberias; y se manifestó de esta manera:

2 Estaban juntos Simón Pedro, Tomás llamado el Dídimo, Natanael el de Caná de Galilea, los hijos de Zebedeo, y otros dos de sus discípulos.

3 Simón Pedro les dijo: Voy a pescar. Ellos le dijeron: Vamos nosotros también contigo. Fueron, y entraron en una barca; y aquella noche no pescaron nada.

4 Cuando ya iba amaneciendo, se presentó Jesús en la playa; mas los discípulos no sabían que era Jesús.

5 Y les dijo: Hijitos, ¿tenéis algo de comer? Le respondieron: No.

6 El les dijo: Echad la red a la derecha de la barca, y hallaréis. Entonces la echaron, y ya no la podían sacar, por la gran cantidad de peces.

7 Entonces aquel discípulo a quien Jesús amaba dijo a Pedro: !!Es el Señor! Simón Pedro, cuando oyó que era el Señor, se ciñó la ropa (porque se había despojado de ella), y se echó al mar.

8 Y los otros discípulos vinieron con la barca, arrastrando la red de peces, pues no distaban de tierra sino como doscientos codos.

9 Al descender a tierra, vieron brasas puestas, y un pez encima de ellas, y pan.

10 Jesús les dijo: Traed de los peces que acabáis de pescar.

11 Subió Simón Pedro, y sacó la red a tierra, llena de grandes peces, ciento cincuenta y tres; y aun siendo tantos, la red no se rompió.

12 Les dijo Jesús: Venid, comed. Y ninguno de los discípulos se atrevía a preguntarle: ¿Tú, quién eres? sabiendo que era el Señor.

13 Vino, pues, Jesús, y tomó el pan y les dio, y asimismo del pescado.

14 Esta era ya la tercera vez que Jesús se manifestaba a sus discípulos, después de haber resucitado de los muertos.

Apacienta mis ovejas

15 Cuando hubieron comido, Jesús dijo a Simón Pedro: Simón, hijo de Jonás, ¿me amas más que éstos? Le respondió: Sí, Señor; tú sabes que te amo. El le dijo: Apacienta mis corderos.

16 Volvió a decirle la segunda vez: Simón, hijo de Jonás, ¿me amas? Pedro le respondió: Sí, Señor; tú sabes que te amo. Le dijo: Pastorea mis ovejas.

17 Le dijo la tercera vez: Simón, hijo de Jonás, ¿me amas? Pedro se entristeció de que le dijese la tercera vez: ¿Me amas? y le respondió: Señor, tú lo sabes todo; tú sabes que te amo. Jesús le dijo: Apacienta mis ovejas.

18 De cierto, de cierto te digo: Cuando eras más joven, te ceñías, e ibas a donde querías; mas cuando ya seas viejo, extenderás tus manos, y te ceñirá otro, y te llevará a donde no quieras.

19 Esto dijo, dando a entender con qué muerte había de glorificar a Dios. Y dicho esto, añadió: Sígueme.

El discípulo amado

20 Volviéndose Pedro, vio que les seguía el discípulo a quien amaba Jesús, el mismo que en la cena se había recostado al lado de él, y le había dicho: Señor, ¿quién es el que te ha de entregar?

21 Cuando Pedro le vio, dijo a Jesús: Señor, ¿y qué de éste?

22 Jesús le dijo: Si quiero que él quede hasta que yo venga, ¿qué a ti? Sígueme tú.

23 Este dicho se extendió entonces entre los hermanos, que aquel discípulo no moriría. Pero Jesús no le dijo que no moriría, sino: Si quiero que él quede hasta que yo venga, ¿qué a ti?

24 Este es el discípulo que da testimonio de estas cosas, y escribió estas cosas; y sabemos que su testimonio es verdadero.

25 Y hay también otras muchas cosas que hizo Jesús, las cuales si se escribieran una por una, pienso que ni aun en el mundo cabrían los libros que se habrían de escribir. Amén.

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CERITA YUK

Sebenarnya udah Lama ini dalam bentuk tulisan di buku karena dari dulu emang seneng menyendiri dan sering nulis hehe, tapi disini saya pengen sharing sebisa saya, tentang diri saya, jadi maaf klo ceritanya lompat2. langsung aja~

Hi, Nama saya Acotsca pratama. Tapi kalian bisa memanggil akoska atau akos agar tidak menyulitkan kalian hehe. Mungkin pada bingung apa sih artinya Acotsca sulit amat namanya. Ayah saya pernah punya impian untuk bisa berkeliling dunia pada saat itu, Ceritanya dia bertemu dengan teman rusianya di jakarta tempat dia bekerja, kemudian disana dia belajar dan sempat berkujung ke russia untuk beberapa tahun bekerja disana sebagai buruh kerja. Kemudian disanalah dia dapet inspirasi ngasih Nama saya itu, karena memang ada salah satu rekan nya yg sangat berjasa yg bernama Acotsca yang artinya ‘’Langit” dan ayah saya menambahkan pertama karena kebetulan saya adalah anak pertama. Ayah saya punya harapan: setinggi apapun cita2 saya kelak atau sejauh apapun saya kaki ini menuntut ilmu nanti, saya akan tetap akan tetap melihat kebawah,memperhatikan dan tidak pernah memngabaikan seseorang,melindungi orang2 saya butuh pertolongan saya. “MUDAH2AN BISA TERWUJUD KELAK, Aaminnn,,.

Saya lahir 29.04.1994.  Saya anak pertama dari 3 bersaudara, saya berasal dari bandar lampung,indonesia. Orang tua saya asli berasal dari palembang, mereka menikah dan kemudian pindah menetap ke lampung sekitar tahun 1993.

Cerita saya mungkin tidak terlalu bagus dan mewah dan biasa2 saja karena pada waktu itu orang tua saya bekerja sebagai buruh ketika saya masih kecil dan kami tinggal di asrama tempat kerja ayah saya di bandar lampung karena pada saat itu orang tua saya belum memiliki rumah di lampung. lama sekali mengalami proses pahit yang panjang,orang tua tetap dengan gigih bekerja sambil menyelesaikan study nya dan Alhamdulilah terus berproses dari waktu ke waktu dan mendapatkan banyak kepercayaan dari pimpinan akhirnya keadaan mulai membaik.

kita ke Hobby. hobby saya cukup banyak hehe.. lebih tepatnya apapun yg membuat saya penasaran yg penting coba dulu bisa urusan belakang wkwkwk  hobby saya seperti taekwondo,panahan,main piano/ violine,basket,renang,traveling.

ada 3 hobby saya tersebut yg saya cukup seriusi seperti taekwondo, saat itu saya sudah 2 kali pindah tempat, yang pertama group FAKMI dan yang kedua HARPER walalupun sebentar waktu SMA. selesai hingga tingkat ujian akhir sabuk hitam..

Yang kedua Panahan, yang ini lumayan lama karena belajar panahan itu saya tidak bisa langsung diperbolehkan menarik busur seperti kebanyakan model busur panah kebanyakan jaman sekarang yg beban tarikanya lebih ringan, hampir 4 bulan saya disuruh latihan untuk menarik karet yang terbuat dari potongan ban dalam motor, kerasnya luar biasa,tiap kali saya sudah mulai terbiasa, lapisan terus ditambah sampai berlevel 3 lapisan.. tapi tetap saya jalani karena saya cukup suka dengan panahan. sekitar hampir bulan ke 7/8 saya diperbolehkan memegang dan menarik anak panah. saya sempat ikut beberapa kejuaraan dan menang di palembang, jogja dan Natar lampung lampung selatan.

yang terakhir adalah alat instrument, karena kedua orang tua saya bisa bermain alat musik, ya itulah yang mereka ajarkan teknik baca chord bermain nya ke saya. awal sekali saya diajarkan bermain piano, sempat disekolahkan musik waktu itu walaupun jarang masuk tapi saya selesaikan sekolah musik tersebut. dan yang kedua adalah violine atau biola ini lebih mudah dari piano tapi jari harus siap2 “kapalan” dan sakit leher wkwk.. istilah nya  untuk bisa lancar, saya harus berlatih mengggesek setiap hari untuk mempersingkat waktu. *terlalu panjang hanya bahas hobby agaknya hahahaha

Saya sekolah di SMA Darma bangsa berbasis international dengan full bahasa inggris,disana saya menemukan banyak sekali teman2 yang baik dan kompak ( Farros,desla,prima,dirga,ayu,ilham,vandre dan yang lainya) kami masuk di kelas “GALILEO”.  kemudian saya bertemu Guru2 kesayangan yang luar biasa yang selalu sabar mengajari saya seperti Miss Netti, miss retno, miss mirra ,Mr. iwan dan guru2 lain juga. Soal akademik saya tidak terlalu baik,saya sering bolos,saya lebih senang berada diluar sekolah, Saya juga kurang bersoalisasi atau lebih tepatnya intovert, padahal ada banyak sekali hal ingin diungkapkan tapi tidak bisa tersampaikan. pokoknya saya pernah mengalami situasi dimana saya kesulitan untuk berekspresi. tapi saya percaya dengan impian saya dan saya mencoba untuk instropeksi diri dan mau gak mau saya mulai belajar memperbaikinya karena saya tidak ingin sekali membuat orang tua saya jadi sedih. sampai akhirnya Alhamdulilah saya lulus SMA pada waktu itu dan medalami kursus bahasa jerman akrena saya ingin kuliah di jerman. Btw sampai sekarang saya tetap keep in touch sama teman2 walaupun jaraknya luar biasa jauh.

Ngomongin kisah Percintaan dan beratnya kehidupan,ini nihh wkwkwk :P

Hal yg ngga pernah saya share ke Media sosial karena saya pikir cukuplah orang2 terdekat saja yang dikasih tau, YAHHH Walaupun Sad Endingnya hehe.. tapi tetap saya anggap sebagai pelajaran untuk lebih baik kedepan dan saya juga ingin hati saya lega karena sudah saya tulis dan membiarkan orang lain membaca.

Saya bertemu dengan si “A” inisialnya hehe sorry, pada tahun 2010.  kami pacaran sangat lama sekitar 7 tahun lebih, kami menjalani hal susah senang sama2, saling support. Yang tepenting kita sama2 punya impian yang besar yg rela kami wujudkankan dengan susah payah. Saat itu waktu jalan2 ke bandung kita pernah sama2 ngomongin impian. Cita2nya adalah jadi seorang pramugari lalu saya ingin menjadi CEO di sebuah perusahaan ternama’’inshaallah’‘. Saya selalu berusaha memberikan nya semangat. Sebelum ke jerman saya sempat membantu dia untuk mengurusi dokumen,bahasa inggris dan menemani dia mendaftar di Garuda indonesia di jakarta waktu itu, beberapa hal yang membuat dia sempat ragu karena pada waktu itu salah satunya karena ada pesawat baru yang jatuh di gunung salak sekitar tahun berapa gitu,saya lupa tahun nya. kemudian dia pun jadi down dan ingin mundur. Hal yg saya ingat Saya pernah bilang ke dia bahwa “Ngga ada yg perlu ditakutin semua jalan yang kita ambil selalu nuntun kita untuk berpapasan dengan setiap resiko yg kita pilih. “kamu itu kuat, kamu itu beda,kamu itu special dan aku percaya sama cita2 kamu!!!... Karena denger hal itu diapun nangis dan dia janji ke saya bahwa dia ngga pernah nyerah dengan cita2nya apapun yg terjadi.. Desember 2012 dia keterima kerja di Garuda indonesia, penerbangan domestik jakarta,surabaya,jogja,lampung,palembang. Sedih karena harus jalanin LDR an. tapi kita tetep bisa kontakt lewat telepon atau via skype. 2013 saya akhirnya berangkat ke jerman, ada rasa senang dan bangga tapi ada hal yg nge-buat saya harus ngerasa kehilangan kesempatan lagi karena jarak yg lebih jauh untuk tatap muka dengan orang yg saya sayang. hal yg selalu ngebuat saya tetap tenang terakhir dia bilang ke saya “bahwa jarak itu bukan masalah,kamu udh ngelakuin banyak hal untuk aku,bimbing aku ke cita2 aku, sekarang giliran aku berbuat sesuatu untuk kamu,suatu hari aku bakal nyusul kamu ke eropa, nanti kita akan sama2 lagi jadi ngga udah khawatir. kamu berusalah sekuat tenaga untuk buktiin cita2 kamu ke orang tua, buat mereka bangga.. Akhirnya kita pisah dijakarta dan saya menjalani kehidupan sebagai seorang perantau untuk belajar. 2014 dia pindah tugas di japan Airline, karena dia bisa bahasa jepang dan lulus ujian nya disana. saya bener2 bangga dgn dia sementara tahun itu saya baru masuk di private studienkolleg leipzig. 2015 dia nepatin janjinya buat dateng ke jerman, waktu itu kita ketemu di Bandara TEGEL BERLIN sama temen2 pramugarinya, kangen nya luar biasa, sempet canggung karena udah banyak hal berubah secara obrolan walaupun sering kontakt telpon. banyak hal yg kita obrolin selama hampir 1 minggu dia di jerman, Hal yg saya udah lewatin saya cerita, kesulitan saya setelah saya ikut test sana sini di jerman selalu gagal dan sementara teman2 saya udah belajar studkoll di tahun pertama di jerman, dari mulai bochum,karlsruhe,Zittau,Leipzig dan terakhir di Clausthal akhirnya masuk univ, selalu pindah2 tempat. 2016 saya dengan nekat berangkat ke shinjuku jepang sekitar 1 bulan, karena kebetulan saya gantiin orang tua dateng sebuah seminar di hokaido karena ayah saya sedang sakit. saya pikir inilah kesempatan saya satu2nya buat kesana, walaupun dgn pengetahuan yg pas2an tentang jepang... dia kaget sekaligus seneng bgt karena dikiranya cuma bercanda waktu di telpon, seneng karena waktu itu bertepatan ngerasain blooming sakura yg luar biasa lebatnya, 1 bulan itu terasa banyak hal keisi walaupun rasanya cepet banget waktu berlalu,nonton bareng, jalan bareng2 dengerin cerita banyak hal kesulitan dan hal yg lucu yg dia alami selama di jepang. Saya akhirnya pulang lagi ke jerman,dan balik itu saya bener2 dapet motivasi baru, alhamdulilah nilai saya menjadi naik diatas rata2 dan saya adalah salah satu mahasiswa yg mendapat beasiswa sampai semester ke 4 oleh rektor kampus. saat itu saya ikut seminar bahwa campus di clausthal bekerja sama dengan Univeritas Birmingham dan universitas di Canada, karena penasaran saya bertanya dan mengirimkan beberapa kali email ke mereka, dengan nilai saya ini apakah saya bisa melakukan pertukaran pelajar dengan jalur beasiswa? mereka bilang tentu saja bisa,tapi kamu harus mengikuti beberapa seleksi test. waktu itu saya harus bersaing dengan mahasiswa china dan jerman dari kampus Clausthal yg ingin mendapatkan beasiswa itu. Alhamdulilah walaupun bedanya tipis nilainya, saya:1,0 China:1,3. dan jerman:1,5. dan saya lulus ujian tersebut. setelah lulus ujian itu saya langsung sujud syukur sama ALLAH karena usaha doa dan kerja kerja sampe harus diusir sama satpam di perpustakaan gara2 ketiduran dan harus pulang jalan kaki jam 2 malem sejauh 3 kilometer sampe baru dapet taksi buat kerumah, jauh rumah saya sebelum nempatin apartement mahasiswa :”D, dan harap maklum saya tinggal di kota kecil. Saya ngasih kabar orang tua dan mereka seneng banget walaupun masih ngga ngerti itu beasiswa apa walaupun udah saya jelasin wkwk. tapi mereka sangat bangga dan yg terakhir adalah pacar saya, dia seneng banget bangga banget dengan saya, tapi Saat itulah saya harus menelan pil pait lagi, saya tidak tau harus merasa senang atau sedih karena beberapa hal orang tua dia ingin kita pisah.... Beberapa hal yg ngga mungkin saya bagi. saya mencoba untuk meyakinkan orang tuanya, meyakinkan si “A” tapi memang ngga bisa sepertinya dipaksa. kembali saya harus bener2 ikhlas.  Saya baru sadar bahwa perasaan saya ke dia bisa jadi bukan hanya milik kita berdua, bisa aja milik orang tuanya,orang  tua saya, milik Allah dan orang2 tedekat kita. Saya kembali melanjutkan urusan study saya ke inggris, ngurusin visa, kemudian ijin lagi ke dosen2 kampus. oh iya saya lupa, Saya ambil jurusan teknik industry dengan fokus study Renewable Energy. selesai urus visa di berlin saya pamit dgn beberapa temen2 di jerman terutama sahabat2 dari lampung: Rahmat,Deasy,Citra,Christyne,riska,rama,wisnu,vicky dan yg lain lainya yg selalu mendoakan saya.. February 2017 Saya berangkat ke inggris dan sudah mengontak teman ppi birmingham,disini saya menjalani kehidupan baru lagi sebagai mahasiswa dengan status pertukaran pelajar, bertemu dengan teman2 dan suasana yg baru,saya sempat mengalami kendala diawal karena sistem perkuliahan yg berbeda dari jerman,walaupun kalo dibandingin sih lebih susah di jerman, saya juga harus menyusul jauh dari teman2 yang lain. tapi semua itu cukup terbantu karena bahasa inggris saya yg Men-cover semua itu. Maret 2017 saya mendapat kabar dari teman saya bahwa ex. saya dijodohkan dengan orang tuanya dan mereka pun menikah, Hati saya benar2 patah-sepatahnya. sangat sedih. perasaan yg sudah ditanam begitu lama sirna gitu aja,sempat rasanya saya bilang kenapa sih saya ngabisin waktu saya buat belajar di negeri orang kalo harus kehilangan orang yg saya sayang. Tapi sekali lagi saya harus menerima dan saya tau sebenarnya walalupun sebanyak apapun air mata yg saya keluarkan, dari caranya berbicaranya kepada saya dialah orang yang paling merasakan sakit dan bukanlah saya... yasudahlah... Saya bercerita kepada salah satu sahabat perempuan saya di jerman, dia yg saya anggap paling mengerti saya,dia yg nemanin kegalauan saya,membuat semangat saya kembali.  la juga yang mengatakan pada saya untuk kembali fokus menyelasaikan kewajiban saya di jerman dan saya ngga akan pernah lupa hal itu. Cukup2 itu aja saya pikir cerita galaunya wkwkwk

kita ke hal lain, Saya mendalami Study penelitian kincir angin,di Jerman *A.EON dan inggris saya belajar di birmingham dengan perusahaan praktikum yang berbeda yaitu *Enercon. Disini saya belajar tentang energi murni itu seperti apa, bagaimana cara management, perawatan kincir angin, saya harus membuat baling2, belajar mengelas seperti tukang, mencatat resiko terbesar, menemukan sebuah terobosan baru untuk masa depan kincir angin. Alhamdulilah Allah selalu ada buat saya,dimanapun saya. Nilai saya semakin lama semakin membaik yg tadinya nilai harian 2 koma sekian naik dan sempat juga turun sama seperti mahasiswa lainya. saya mendapat beasiwa lagi di brimingham dengan masuk di kelas 2AB kelas intensiv dengan persentase 99,85% peringkat kedua dari teman saya orang Austria Simone Emonis. saya sangat bersyukur lalu saya memberi tahu universitas di Clausthal dgn nilai2 yg saya punya dan mereka sepertinya merasa sangat senang mendengar hal itu dan mengirimkan ucapan selamat dan juga teman saya juga di clausthal mengirimkan beberapa hadiah sebahgai ucapan untuk saya.. kemudian diujian terakhir kemarin saya berani mengambil keputusan berat lagi, walaupun temen di birmingham bilang ke saya don’t over doit kos. saya mengambil ujian sekitar 15 ujian mata kuliah  jadi sekitar 2 semester dan itu menurut saya pertaruhan terakhir dan klo saya gagal otomatis beasiswa saya dicabut, tapi saya sangat percaya dengan apa yg orang2 tua saya klo saya dan teman2 bilang saya bisa kok, rencana saya waktu itu belajar dengan menambah waktu belajar dari bermain, mengurangi lebih banyak hal saya sukai daripada hal harus saya lakukan. Alhamdulilah saya menyelesaikan ujian saya dgn hasil yg memuaskan. sesuatu yg saya sendiri anggap mustahil rasanya. saat ini saya memutuskan untuk bisa lulus di birmingham dan beasiswa dari clausthal pun terpaksa berhenti masuk ke rekening, tadinya saya hanya pertukaran pelajar dan harus pulang tapi saya tidak mau menghabiskan energi saya lagi untuk pindah2 tempat. Dan saya tetap mendapatkan beasiswa yg dari Birmingham University.. semoga bisa lancar thesis saya kedepan dan lulus lalu membuat rencana2 yg lain..

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Toda tierra tiene sus nombres 

En Avellaneda, provincia de Buenos Aires, Darío Santillán, un militante social de veintidós años nacido en la ciudad de Guernica, fue baleado por la espalda al socorrer a Maximiliano Kosteki de veintiún años nacido en la ciudad de Lanús, quien acababa de recibir un balazo. Ambos participaban el veintiséis de junio de 2002 (Maximiliano había ido a su primera marcha recién hacía dos meses) de una manifestación por la brutal crisis económica y social que vivía Argentina y que tenía impactada especialmente a España.

A esa marcha se la conoce ahora como ‘masacre de Avellaneda’ debido al fusilamiento por la espalda de dos personas que marchaban por el aumento general del salario, de los subsidios para desocupados y por más alimentos para los comedores populares.

Miguel Mirra hizo un documental sobre Darío y quiere que todos lo difundamos. Lo hizo a los diez años de su muerte. Hoy pasaron quince. Hay gente que todavía no sabe quienes fueron Kosteki y Santillán.

Para todos ellos:

MR