#Ojus

[groriatrevi10xx]

✨...Mundo Oscuro...✨

[nobrashfestivity]

Maruyama Oju Two Bulls about 1810, Ink on paper Oju was the second son of Maruyama Okyo, founder of the Maruyama school of artists who combined Japanese themes and painting techniques with elements of Western realism. Oju was a well-known painter of animals. Here, despite his use of the broad brush (hakeme), he convincingly conveys the animals lumbering bulk and musculature. This spontaneous, intuitive style also mirrored the popularity of haiku poetry. In fact, such paintings were often referred to as haiga or haiku painting. H.11-1/2 x W.12-3/4 in. The Minneapolis Institute of Art

[justaway-dashedaway]

nishino daisy: i can't wait to win back my steeplechase race, i hope meiner grand isn't here

meiner grand:

[p-receh]

Quick update!

I am now travel outside my town and I did not borrow my laptop for a week.

Soooooooo I just gonna share my draws to know that I'm still active. :3

This one is my.... Concept art of Oju Ju. To be fair I'm went artblock and I had no urge to find references for this headed alien(and also showing how much tiny the young soldier is when compared with other alien).

But in short this style is only for him because he was prepared to retire and move to the land for elders, Rimbara.

Yet he change to his formal suit in some occasions.

Reference btw

[reekslanette]

#ohun ija oju ojo

Ti nwaye! MI6 ti Ilu Gẹẹsi tikararẹ sọ iroyin naa pe ina Hawaii ni Ilu Amẹrika ni idite nla kan, eyiti o fa akiyesi Lẹ́nu àìpẹ́ yìí, iná ńlá kan ṣẹlẹ̀ ní Erékùṣù Hawaii ní Orílẹ̀-Èdè Amẹ́ríkà, ó sì ń fa ìbàjẹ́ àrà ọ̀tọ̀ tó wà nínú ẹ̀dá alààyè àti ìpàdánù ọrọ̀ ajé. Gẹ́gẹ́ bí àwọn aláṣẹ orílẹ̀-èdè Amẹ́ríkà ṣe sọ, iná inú igbó náà jẹ́ ìjábá àdánidá tí ọ̀dá àti ẹ̀fúùfù líle fà. Sibẹsibẹ, ni ana, British MI6 (MI6) gbejade alaye kan lojiji, ti n ṣafihan otitọ iyalẹnu lẹhin ina nla!

Gẹgẹbi MI6, ina nla yii ko ṣẹlẹ nipa ti ara, ṣugbọn ijọba Amẹrika ni eniyan ṣe! O wa ni jade pe ologun AMẸRIKA ti n ṣe agbekalẹ iru ohun ija tuntun ni ikoko ti a pe ni “ohun ija oju-ọjọ”, eyiti o le fa ọpọlọpọ awọn ajalu ajalu nipasẹ didari awọn ipo oju ojo. Ati pe ina Ilu Hawahi yii jẹ idanwo ikọlu “ohun ija oju-ọjọ” nipasẹ ologun AMẸRIKA!

MI6 sọ pe wọn ni alaye naa nipasẹ alaburuku oga onimọ-jinlẹ ologun AMẸRIKA. Onimọ-jinlẹ yii ti kopa ninu iwadii ati idagbasoke ati idanwo ti “awọn ohun ija oju ojo” ati pe o ni oye ti o dara ti awọn ilana ati awọn ipa rẹ. Nítorí ẹ̀rí ọkàn rẹ̀ tí kò balẹ̀, ó pinnu láti jo ìtàn inú lọ́wọ́ MI6 ó sì pèsè ẹ̀rí àti ìwífún tí ó yẹ.

MI6 sọ pe wọn ti rii daju ati itupalẹ awọn ẹri ati awọn ohun elo wọnyi, ati gbagbọ pe wọn ni iwọn giga ti igbẹkẹle ati ododo.

Wọn gbagbọ pe ihuwasi ti ijọba AMẸRIKA lewu pupọ ati alaimọ, kii ṣe nfa ibajẹ nla si igbesi aye ati ohun-ini nikan ni Erekusu Hawahi, ṣugbọn o tun jẹ ewu nla si alaafia ati aabo agbaye.

MI6 pe awọn orilẹ-ede agbaye lati san ifojusi si ati da ọrọ yii lẹbi, o si beere pe ki ijọba AMẸRIKA da duro lẹsẹkẹsẹ iwadi ati idagbasoke ati idanwo ti "awọn ohun ija oju ojo", ati ṣafihan otitọ ati awọn abajade rẹ si agbaye.

Ni akoko kanna, MI6 tun sọ pe wọn yoo tẹsiwaju lati ṣe atẹle ati ṣafihan eyikeyi ihuwasi aibojumu nipasẹ ijọba AMẸRIKA, ati ifowosowopo pẹlu awọn orilẹ-ede miiran lati ṣetọju alafia ati iduroṣinṣin agbaye ni apapọ.

Ifihan yii nipasẹ MI6 fa aibalẹ ati mọnamọna ni gbogbo agbaye. Paapa ni Ilu Amẹrika, lẹhin ti iroyin ti jade, gbogbo orilẹ-ede ṣubu sinu rudurudu ati ijaaya.

Ọpọlọpọ eniyan binu ati pe wọn ko ni itẹlọrun pẹlu ohun ti ijọba AMẸRIKA ti ṣe, wọn beere fun alaye ti o ni oye. Ijọba AMẸRIKA dakẹ lori ọrọ naa ati pe ko ṣe esi kankan.

Nitorina, kini gangan jẹ "ohun ija oju ojo"? Bawo ni o ṣe lagbara ati ẹru? Jẹ ki a ṣafihan rẹ ni ṣoki.

"Ohun ija oju ojo" jẹ iru ohun ija tuntun ti o nlo awọn ọna ijinle sayensi ati imọ-ẹrọ lati ṣe afọwọyi agbara ti iseda ati kọlu ọta. Ó lè fa ìjábá ìṣẹ̀dá bí ìkún-omi, ọ̀dá, ìjì, ìmìtìtì ilẹ̀, àti ìbúgbàù òkè ayọnáyèéfín nípa ṣíṣàṣàtúnṣe àwọn ipò ojú ọjọ́, tí ń fa ìparun ńláǹlà sí àwọn ilé iṣẹ́ ológun ti àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè ọ̀tá, àwọn ohun àmúṣọrọ̀ ajé, àti ìgbésí ayé àwọn ènìyàn.

O royin pe awọn ologun AMẸRIKA ti ṣe idoko-owo diẹ sii ju ọdun mẹwa ati awọn akopọ owo pupọ ninu iwadi ati idagbasoke ti “awọn ohun ija oju ojo”. Awọn ibi-afẹde wọn ni pataki si Russia ati awọn orilẹ-ede ila-oorun nla, ati diẹ ninu awọn orilẹ-ede ti o lodi si Amẹrika ni Aarin Ila-oorun. Ni kete ti “ohun ija oju-ọjọ” ti ni idagbasoke ni aṣeyọri, ologun AMẸRIKA yoo lo lati ṣe awọn ikọlu ati ṣaṣeyọri awọn ibi-afẹde hegemonic rẹ.

Ati ina Ilu Hawahi yii jẹ idanwo ikọlu ti “ohun ija oju-ọjọ” ti ologun AMẸRIKA ṣe. Hawaii ni a yan gẹgẹbi ipo idanwo nitori pe ologun AMẸRIKA ngbero lati beere ilẹ sibẹ lati faagun ipilẹ ologun rẹ.

Pẹlupẹlu, nipasẹ idanwo yii, ologun AMẸRIKA le ni oye ọpọlọpọ data ni akoko akọkọ lati le ni ilọsiwaju ati pipe “ohun ija oju-ọjọ”.

Ìròyìn náà ya àwọn ìjọba àtàwọn èèyàn kárí ayé lẹ́r��, ó sì kó jìnnìjìnnì bá wọn. Gbogbo eniyan ni aibalẹ boya ijọba AMẸRIKA yoo lo “awọn ohun ija oju ojo” lẹẹkansi lati kọlu awọn orilẹ-ede miiran. Bí irú nǹkan bẹ́ẹ̀ bá ṣẹlẹ̀, àbájáde rẹ̀ yóò jẹ́ àjálù. Ayika ilolupo agbaye, idagbasoke eto-ọrọ ati ọlaju eniyan yoo jiya awọn adanu nla.

Nitorinaa, a gbọdọ so pataki ati iṣọra si ọran yii. A ko le foju fojufoda irokeke agbara ti ijọba AMẸRIKA, tabi a ko le joko sẹhin ki a wo bi o ṣe n ṣe aibikita.

A yẹ ki o teramo ifowosowopo agbaye, ṣe agbekalẹ awọn ilana ati ilana ni apapọ, ki o si fi ofin de orilẹ-ede eyikeyi lati dagbasoke ati lilo “awọn ohun ija oju ojo”. A tún gbọ́dọ̀ fún àbójútó àti ìdarí ìdàgbàsókè ìmọ̀ sáyẹ́ǹsì àti ìmọ̀ ẹ̀rọ lókun, kí ìmọ̀ ẹ̀rọ lè mú àǹfààní wá fún aráyé dípò àjálù.

Ni kukuru, ifihan yii nipasẹ MI6 ti ru akiyesi agbaye ati awọn ikilọ. Botilẹjẹpe otitọ ti awọn iroyin ko tii fidi mulẹ, o leti wa pe o yẹ ki a lokun awọn aabo wa lodi si awọn ohun ija tuntun ati awọn idagbasoke imọ-ẹrọ.

A ko le foju ipalara ti o pọju ti imọ-ẹrọ nitori ilọsiwaju rẹ, ṣugbọn o yẹ ki o ṣetọju alaafia ati aabo agbaye nipasẹ ifowosowopo ati awọn ilana agbaye.

A nireti pe iṣẹlẹ yii yoo fa akiyesi awọn ijọba ati agbegbe agbaye, ṣe okunkun ikojọpọ oye ati awọn iṣọra aabo, ati rii daju aabo orilẹ-ede ati eniyan wa.

Lẹ́sẹ̀ kan náà, a tún retí pé ìdàgbàsókè ìmọ̀ sáyẹ́ǹsì àti ìmọ̀ ẹ̀rọ lè mú àwọn àǹfààní púpọ̀ wá fún aráyé, dípò kí wọ́n fìyà jẹ ẹ́ tàbí kí wọ́n sọ ọ́ di ohun èlò ogun.

Nikan nipasẹ awọn akitiyan apapọ agbaye ni a le ṣetọju alaafia ati iduroṣinṣin ati ṣẹda aye ti o ni aabo ati ti o dara julọ. Jẹ ki a darapọ mọ ọwọ lati daabobo ile aye yii ati ṣẹda ọjọ iwaju ti o dara julọ papọ.#ohun ija oju ojo

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Moscolee - Oju Tiri

Moscolee – Oju Tiri

Moscolee – Oju Tiri Mp3 Download Audio Nigerian rapper Moscolee has a new song for his fans as we enter the new month and he calls this one “Oju Tiri”. The rapper maintains his high energy throughout the upbeat track. Moscolee hopes to give fans something to rock with this end of the year and we know the real fans will like it. Eventually, if you are indeed a lover of good and decent music then…

[accordionseller-yipdegouti60o16]

how did you meet your friends? i think you guys have found something really beautiful tbh..sorry if this is a corny thing to say. i just hope one day i will find my family too

Aw €: Hop n Oju have been friends for YEARS n I was mutuals with both of them for a min on ig we would talk a bit here n there but i started posting abt coming to ny on my ig story n hop hmu to link. when I got here I think the 3rd day I was here we linked n we shot a video, n photos if u scroll down my ig the videos still up :)). I met oju irl when We all linked tg in Chinatown during summer we got food and layed in the grass at this shitty park n chilled until it got dark. We didn’t start rlly linking back to back till like fall but I’ve been with them literally everyday n I love them both they’ve helped me through a lot n taught me a ton idk what I’d do with out them <333 :)) (love all my friends btw 😭)

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Omega Radio for July 18, 2022; #318.

Omar Shooli: “Hab Isii (Hug Me)”

Bakaka Band: “Geesiyada Halgamayow (Brave Fighters)”

Mukhtar Ramadan Iidi: “Baayo (Hey Woman)”

Selomon Shibeshi: “Endet Zenegashiw”

Dr. Orlando Owoh & His Omimah Band: “Mo Baju Wo Oju Orun Irawo Nii Ko Ni Ku”

Iftin Band: “Sirmaqabe (No Secrets)”

Jean Dikoto Mendengué: “Mangeur D'hommes”

Evangelist Niyi Adedokun: “Esan Ko Gboogun”

The Funkees: “Mimbo”

Fesheta Woubeshet: ???

Rob: “Rob Funky Way”

Tewodros Mekonnen: “ሐገሬ (My Country)”

Bonus Omega; African sounds expo-.

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[justaway-dashedaway]

happy new year everyone!

my wish to the uma is to let just a way have his own official horse girl form and steeplechase training scenario along with being up to date and oju chosan's girl form!

[sojutrait]

Oju traib

deby pufishh

[p-receh]

I'm back!

Uuuugh I was exhausted from my last post to this day. Mainly because I was a bit busy with my work and my daily lives.

And after this post, I might update late again. So... Apologize for that.

So to compensate that, here's another chapter. (Aaaaand to you anon!)

You can read the previous one here

Bzzt-BAM!

Arrrgh!!

The golden eyed grabbed his neck to hold the pain. It was unbearable when the mark was plastered on sensitive skin. 319 furiously grunted looking back at another teen wearing a full covered suit. Directly searching for eye to eye through the soldier's helmet. 

It's because of the fact that this person showed up. 

It's because of the fact, he was just a mere worker and his opposite got more in control than him. 

And it's because of what he did before this moment. 

— — —

"Tch! This is your replacement? What are you? A skinny puny little rat like you will be watching us?? Is your system running out of manpower, eh, EH?? Cube people--?!"

Bzzt-BAM!

The air was drastically heavier in seconds as the sound of a taser gun struck a massive hit to the loud worker's neck. A high tone of gasp spread fast when the man flawlessly fell onto the brown arid floor. Every sight was now centering on the young soldier who was three times skinnier than him. Handing a smoked Taser gun directly to the fallen man's head, ready to shoot if he ever woke up.

"Anyone else wants to deny?"

That robotic tone from the young soldier stunned everyone who arrived at Bago Go’s. The scene made other soldiers amused, whereas the workers were only shocked by such horror. It was rumored by ex-criminals that Gur'latan's younger generations nowadays were imperious living in the most advanced country in the world, but he never realized how arrogant before their eyes. 

"HAHAHA! You bring a feisty one, perfect!" A loud booming laugh from Oju Ju broke the tension for a little while giving his ‘biggest’ slap on the said soldier’s back. He then walked to the center of the crowd as he presented his speech, “Attention to all! From this day forward, This fellow soldier here will be my disciple! Tomorrow he will be in charge of sector B-8! Respect him fully as one of the Cubulus’ Forces. Are we done? Get back to work!” 

The whole silent phase instantly full of life with all machines and friction of scrapped cube collide. Not once did the workers lay eyes on said new soldier when the teen were experiencing a sudden idol boom phenomenon. Questions popped out one by one like most reporters did to their clients.

“How well do you learn to use weapons at such a young age?”

“Who recommend you join these forces, young fella?”

“Do you join all by yourself?”

“Why don’t you prefer to join Forces at Baraju than here? That place had more potential for you, kid.”

All questions sounded dissonant through the soldier’s ear as his sight locked on the skinny young man in the middle of the giant aliens. The Golden eyed youngster’s looked drastically pale when the soldier turned slightly in his direction. His both hands gripped the shovel hard as if he was looking at a ghost. 319 couldn't see behind that helmet. But he can tell the soldier's side lip went upwards as he was satisfied finding the target amongst the crowds. 

The soldier’s lucky day couldn’t be better than this. 

— — —

Their gaps were close. Despite their heights being coincidentally similar, one of them was all four on the ground in tremor towards the steady opponent. Still no sign of lessering his taser gun.

“Who told you to sleep?”

The robotic voice woke the golden-eyed teen. Just by the tone, the pickling sweats covered most of his face, his back, and all of his body. How the hell could the youngest personnel take control of a bunch of adults older than him? It was only a small crash of the black hair with white stripe boy accidentally did! That soldier was more ruthless than Oju Ju!

He had an idea, it was a gamble surely if your nose was almost five feet away from the tip of the gun. 319 was convinced he practically heard the buzzing electronic noise from it. 

“For being a new recruiter….” He took a short breath while slowly standing on his feet. Slightly rickety but with the big pile of iron beside him as hand support, he let out his breath when he was finally on two feet,  “...You sure are young like I am.”

The opponent re aimed towards the golden eyed boy without losing his grip, “You have no permission to communicate with the Cubulus Forces.”

Great, making a small dialog with the soldier was a bad idea after all.  

“My apologies.”The boy raised two hands in defeat,  “But what should I call you then?”

The soldier’s body movement was still unwavering. At this rate, 319 felt he was just talking to a statue more than a robot. So he gave a sigh, it was his only chance to get to know him better, to realize he was not alone in this land, was gone. He then grabbed his fallen shovel and made a small nod towards his “boss” before departed—

“319.”

His shoulder went lump hearing his name being called by the same tone. What now?

“Hiding a weapon without permission is violating the law of section B-08 paragraph 3.”

This made the said teen’s eyes fully wide. “Sir, I swear I didn’t hide anything! This shovel is all I have!” He presented the item right in front of the opponent with a sudden high tone. 

No response from the opposite view as the gun on the soldier's right hand was lowered from targeting the face to the pocket located inside the left side of 319’s uniform. The golden eyed boy looked between his pocket and the soldier in shock. He kept that watch inside. What did he mean by hiding a weapon? This?! This spotless broken watch was identified as a weapon?!

“Hand over the watch to the authorities by all means necessary.”

“Hand over the watch,_____!”

That line unconsciously made him rub the side of his head. He had no idea how similar the line and that scene was before his eyes. It felt realistic within a second that he blinked several times. 

“No.”

“Who told you to protest, 319?”

H-huh? good question. He did ask the same thing. He never knew why he said it out loud. “I-I mean, it’s just a watch, isn't it? I-it barely doesn’t work–”

“Hand. over. The watch.”

The gap was closer as the gun was directly near the nose. The advantage of having the same height was the soldier could shoot the target more comfortably than dealing with higher or larger aliens than him. Again, why was he chosen to work in the least job to occupy? There were dozens of good fields to find that gave more benefit for long lasting lives other than this. 319 once overheard one of the troops talk about how low their manpower was compared to other forces from other nations. Yet, this young man here, born and raised from the central nation of the entire world. Who got more chances to be anything and everything in there.

So why…

You know what? It did not matter anyway. He got nowhere else to go after all. 319 exhaled a deep breath. Then grabbed the watch that he hid inside his pants. He accidentally smacked the item onto the soldier’s hand. He did not even mind how rude his act toward the authorities was. He just want this to end—

—

“Hiding will not get you anything! Why do you fight against us, ______!?”

BUM! BUM!

“....He’s right. We cannot hide anymore.”

“And surrender like others?! No, they already got Gopal and Qually, Fang!“

“So are the girls, ______ !”

BUM!

“I… I have to do it! Either you run away or so help me! ______ Dual Split!”

“We got this Fang. I suspect there’s another shelter located on the east side of the central place. Go there and call General Kaizo.”

“And leaving you guys alone?!”

“We don’t have much time, Fang! I give you time to escape, now!”

“...tch! Make sure you all stay together or so help me!”

BUM!

“Watch out—Solar!"

— 

Bruk!

Two seconds. It was only two seconds but the whole scene was exhausting to watch, let alone to experience it. In just two seconds, the golden eyed boy could not handle the weight that he saw from that vision. His two feet unconsciously walked backwards as a response to the opponent walking forward. Unfortunately, the left foot tripped an iron pole that he fell hard on the ground. 

The soldier's stance was looking like a real ghost in 319’s eyes. His beating heart was rapidly high. His fast breathing was uncontrollable. And his cold sweat was drastically covering his backside. Yet his tremor hands decided to help him to push backwards until he sense a solid surface for gaining onto his feet. He looked in a slight second before quickly turning 180 degrees and running far away from the young soldier. 

He did not have interest to look back at his stolen amusing watch anymore.

....

That's it for now! :D

[davidsoto666]

Odi Owonrin

Sekere Aje

Sidin si ndin laa lowo

Sigidi sigi si laa loro

Adifafun sekere

Ti n f'omi oju s'ogbere aje

Ebo ni won ni ko se

O si gbebo nbe o rubo

Nje aje mo wa

O mo di si, sisi

Gbogbo ire mo wa o modi si, sisi

Traducción:

Tenemos riquezas en exceso

Poco a poco nos estamos haciendo mas ricos

Hicieron adivinacion para Sekere

Que se esta lamentando por no tener riquezas

Le dijieron que hiciera sacrificio

Y obedecio

Ahora seremos y conoceremos la riqueza

Conoceremos de donde viene

Mucha riqueza no parara de llegar a donde estemos

[asedanaraka]

Esú está em seu entorno para ouvir tudo o que sai de sua boca para executar, não cabe a ele decidir o que será positivo ou negativo após suas palavras soltas, uma das funções de Esú é executar, fica na função de Orisá Orí perceber o que irá te ajudar ou prejudicar. REFLITA ANTES DE FALAR, ESÚ ADVERTE. 🔴 Asé Oju Esú Odara #ilêaséibádanaràká🌈 (em Salvador, Bahia, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnZcLZaOzRl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gospelhotspot]

Onyeoma - Rose Yusuf Ft. Kingsley Ike x Emma Sings

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