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dmitryswifey · 3 months ago

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RECAP FOR THE SEPTEMBER 2024 UPDATE

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❗Translated from Russian to English using Google and Yandex. Please comment if you notice any mistakes or mistranslations.❗

♡ SONG OF THE CRIMSON NILE ♡

Evthys tries to get in touch with Isman’s Ka, but something goes wrong and she again sees only fragments of her brother's memories, as well as Anubis, who keeps his soul. Having failed to achieve the result, Eva falls into the hands of the epistates who caught up with her. Amen and Agnia decide to make a bait out of her and Livy, because Remmao is somewhere nearby. The mentor does appear, but he is not going to give up to the hunters and allow himself to be tortured. Having set fire to the ibu where Isman's body rests, Remmao cuts his own throat. Set, who suddenly appears, first engages in battle with Amen, but then convinces him that they have a common goal. After a crazy night, Ramesses appears in the tent and is going to tell about his brother and the reasons for his actions…

♡ CHASING YOU 2 ♡

Miss Harrington distracts Ellia from thinking about why she was put to sleep and placed in a stone coffin by telling her that the circus he used to work for has arrived in London. The friends all go to a performance where the heroine walks a tightrope under the hypnosis of two acrobats, Edward and Christopher Cadogan. In the evening, Alexander invites the young investigator to go down to dinner, where, to her surprise, he introduces her to the Queen of England, Victoria, who is also his grandmother. The Queen reports that her sapphire tiara has been stolen and that the guards swear that the thief is the "Glowing Killer" Severin Bastendorff, who has risen from the dead, and who has been written about in the newspapers lately. The heroine takes on the case, promising the Queen complete secrecy. Wanting to examine the crime scene, she, Rachel and Sam travel to the palace, and along the way Sam shares his story of how he was stripped of his rank and exiled from his home country…

♡ W: TIME CATCHER ♡

The cards are revealed, the spy is exposed. The Incineration Alliance decides not to banish the Time Catcher, but to test her loyalty. The witch must steal the Conduit from the Vatican - an artifact necessary for initiation. The heroine turns to Renato for help, who gives her the necessary information. At night, in the company of Shen and Onyx, the witch makes her way to the heart of the entire Church. However, in the place indicated by Renato, the Time Catcher finds a fake Conduit and Praevius, who calls himself Idris. Having assured her that he wants to help, he begins to deceive the witch into draining her life force…

♡ KALI: FLAME OF SAMSARA ♡

Christian tells Devi about his investigation and search for the traitor and finally gives the name - Mohan Prasad. Doran also comes to the same conclusions. The executioner continues to collect information. And de Clare intends to marry Deviya before returning to Calcutta. An old friend of Lord de Clare - Bernard Swinford arrives at the estate with his sister Clara and right-hand man Oscar Fitzwarren. At dinner, the English begin to egg on and provoke the Indian guests. The already tense situation is aggravated by Christian's announcement of an imminent wedding…

♡ GARDEN OF EDEN ♡

Dong-hyun suspects that Mr. Won is hiding something, and helps Ji-yoon secretly break into his office. However, there the heroine witnesses a conversation between Castiel and his father, and realizes that they both visited the Garden of Eden club. The heroine remains unnoticed and only after, in a conversation with her mentor, learns that Castiel's father stopped financing the RK3 group. And it also turns out that Mi-yeon had some kind of secret sponsor – and, most likely, Seo-yoon too. In search of clues, Minhyuk and the heroine make their way to Mi-yeon's house. There they find a secret phone, with which the singer left a voice message to Minhyuk before her death with information that she had found Seo-yoon's killer, but they were following her, and that Seo-yoon's sister would help him understand everything. After returning home, they call the suspected killer's number from Miyeon's phone and hear a melody on the phone…

♡ SOULLESS ♡

Isolde, a siren and Walter/Cynthia's mother, helps the succubus deal with the attacking demon. To continue the work, the demoness goes to her Brother Kang and asks him to unblock her Soulspark account. Kang, interested in the MC's daring behavior, arranges a new meeting with her. The succubus is worried that she has become close to Ava, but is forced to report her to Elliot, and she refuses to do so, promising in exchange to now leak information directly about Kang. Returning home, the demoness receives Ava as a guest and, in a fit of frankness, tells her about her deal with the detective. Ava, disappointed and angry, leaves, leaving the heroine with a deep sense of guilt. Adding to the emotions is Vincent, who examined the torn out heart of an unknown demon and now declares that they need to fly to the old Starling estate together with Threxia/o, and the demoness suddenly feels sick from the accumulated experiences, which becomes a big surprise for both herself and Vincent. While getting ready for the trip, the doorbell rings, and an unexpected guest appears on the threshold…

♡ ASTREA’S BROKEN HEART ♡

The heroine finally decides to admit to not having a license - and it turns out that Astrea has known about it for a long time. Together with Felonia, the MC goes to talk to the father of one of the victims, the owner of an unconventional restaurant, and later, in the company of Cassiel and Raphael, she goes to save the supposed future victim - boxer Harry. The latter is brought to the agency by the company, but he quickly leaves, simultaneously planting seeds of doubt about his colleagues in the soul of the appraiser. The next day, the MC goes to the village to see her friend Ruth, and it turns out that she is a fan of the cult, who specially lured the heroine into the wilderness to sacrifice her to the Beast. Here, the girl again meets Phillip Moore, who escaped from prison and plays one of the leading roles in the ritual. The sectarians almost manage to kill their victim, but then Raphael appears, blinds the villagers and takes the heroine to Astrea. The heroes heal the MC's wounds and erase her memory in order to preserve her psyche. The next day, the heroine wakes up with a feeling of emptiness, filled with strange dreams, and a desire to escape from the agency. She returns to her apartment and spends several days there, and then meets Cassiel and decides to drop in at Astrea - as it turns out, at the wrong time, because the bosses have finally arrived at the mansion…

♡ HEAVEN’S SECRET: REQUIEM ♡

In the ruins found in the tracks of the spawn, the squad members see the torn body of a nun and understand that it was bait to pump blood out of the spawn. In pursuit of another spawn, the heroine falls through the ice, Dmitry jumps after her, and the underwater current carries them to the lower floors of the destroyed Siberia base. The MC and Dmitry are temporarily separated, the heroine hides in a room from an incomprehensible pursuer, who suddenly begins to speak to her through the door in Dmitry's voice. The MC is ready to open the door, but suddenly the general appears right next to her, silently making it clear that there is something else behind the door. Then the involuntary partners find themselves in a strange laboratory. Soon Cain and Anna break through there. Having looked around, they find a couch for research, on which, in addition to straps for hands and feet, there are also straps for wings. A halo flares up in the sky above Rotkov, and the squad, having returned to the estate, understands that the last sacrifice has begun somewhere. Having found a secret passage under the temple, the heroes discover a secret sanctuary, where, among a crowd of infected, Boris is going to become the last - the main - victim and release the original evil into the world, however, he himself begins to turn into an infected. The heroine kills Boris and the squad escapes from the temple. At the last moment, Anna discovers that Dmitry has been bitten. Meanwhile, an avalanche approaches Rotkov and buries half the city under snow. The squad decides to go to the Adam base. The bitten general is in serious condition and unconscious. Bypassing settlements and hiding from the spawn, the heroes make another stop at a railway warehouse. Part of the squad, checking the territory, stumbles upon a car that has driven off the road and a wounded man in it. And the rest, getting inside the warehouse, discover crucified bodies. A new acquaintance assures that these are the victims of cultists. Suddenly, Dmitry appears in the room without a single sign of infection…

♡ 7 BROTHERS ♡

Tristan steals a car to help the heroine and her brother Carter escape from the dealer. Carter is temporarily allowed to stay at the Rosewood club, and soon he receives an invitation to stay on James' private island. At the same time, Ray receives an eviction notice from the apartment. Helping to move Ray's things to her grandmother, the MC reads the notice and recognizes the label - it was James' family company that evicted Ray. At the meeting, FBI agents demand that Carter be returned, and the young student has no choice but to sail to the island and return her brother. Later, Chloe asks the heroine to be with her at a party thrown in her dorm. There, she admits that she has known the guys from Rosewood since childhood, but they must not find out that Chloe is also in Kearney, because she is in the witness protection program and is going to testify against her father …

♡ AND THE HAZE WILL TAKE US ♡

The last sacred oak tree, standing on the edge of the village, began to wither and shed its leaves, which means that changes are coming. After all, the tree is the only defense against the horrors that live in the fog. The heroine, together with Tata and Milon, try to find out what happened to Vereya in her last hours of life, because her spirit keeps appearing to her sister. The high priestess, seeing this, offers the heroine to become a priestess and a student of her grandson, the magus Ozar. The MC agrees. The priests go to the stone idols to make a sacrifice to the gods and plant the seeds of the sacred oak. But during the ceremony, the heroine is stupefied by a goblin who has crept close to the village. And at night, falling into a deep sleep after a hard day, she sees her twin Vereya in her bedroom again…

♡ THE THUNDERSTORMS SAGA ♡

The long war between the Kingdom of Esshai and the Ro'od Empire may finally come to an end. The condition of the truce is the marriage between the princess of Esshai, Fanuel, and the crown prince of Ro'od, Tai. The king of Esshai sends two ladies-in-waiting with his daughter, one of whom is our heroine, a young court sorceress. Representatives of the two peoples meet on the border of their lands, on a mountain pass: here, Princess Fanuel must undergo the rite of entry into the Ro'od clan. The night after the rite, the MC accidentally witnesses Fanuel's conversation with an unknown person about her desire to violate her father's order and not marry Tai. The next morning, the princess is found at the bottom of a gorge with a broken neck. Chaos begins in the camp. The conclusion of peace is under threat, as is the life of the young sorceress: she is threatened with death at the hands of a dragon rider…

STORIES THAT ARE NOT IN THE SEPTEMBER 2024 UPDATE:

DRACULA: A LOVE STORY

LOVE FROM OUTER SPACE

HELL AND HIGH WATER

LOVE, SIN & EVIL (VOLUME 1)

I found this on Reddit!

Credits to: u/euphorheya for the translation

and nvta for the original post^^

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#romance club #rc song of the crimson nile #w time catcher #heaven secret requiem #kali flame of samsara #rc soulless #and the haze will take us #the thuderstorms saga #astreas broken heart #7 brothers #chasing you 2

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pope-francis-quotes · 5 years ago

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26th March >> (@ZenitEnglish By Deborah Castellano Lubov) #PopeFrancis #Pope Francis’ Homily during the celebration of Holy Mass At Casa Santa Marta, on Thursday, Fourth Week of Lent: ‘Trust in God to Conquer Your Fear’ – #PopeFrancis’ Advice at Frightening Times (Full Text of Morning Homily)

At Casa Santa Marta, Also Warns Against Idolatry Which Leaves Us Empty & Yearning for God

As the news of what is going on in the world, leaves us sad and scared, Pope Francis says we must turn to God to help us conquer our fear.

Pope Francis gave this reminder today, March 26, as he offered his private daily Mass at his residence Casa Santa Marta for the victims of Coronavirus, which so far has claimed over 7500 lives in Italy.

In today’s homily, the Holy Father reflected on today’s first reading from Exodus 32:7-14, in order to demonstrate how idols can disrupt our lives, especially when our trust and priorities should instead be with God, reported Vatican News.

As the Pontiff acknowledged a sad reality, Francis observed: “In these days there’s so much suffering. There’s a lot of fear.”

This fear, he recognized, includes that “of the elderly who are alone in nursing homes, or hospitals, or in their own homes, and don’t know what will happen. The fear of those who don’t have regular jobs and are thinking about how to feed their children. They foresee they may go hungry. The fear of many civil servants. At this moment they’re working to keep society functioning and they might get sick.”

Francis then recognized “there’s also the fear, the fears, of each one of us.”

“Each one,” he said, “knows what their own fears are.”

After also in his homily warning against idols which only further distance us from God and His help and closeness, he prayed: “We pray to the Lord that He might help us to trust, and to tolerate and conquer these fears.”

Before concluding the Mass, the Pope exhorted faithful to partake in Spiritual Communion in this difficult time, and ended the celebration with Eucharistic Adoration and Benediction.

Here are the Holy Father’s words, followed by the prayer for Spiritual Communion:

I prostrate myself at your feet, O my Jesus, and I offer you the repentance of my contrite heart, which abases itself in its nothingness in Your Holy Presence. I adore you in the Sacrament of Your Love; I desire to receive You in the poor abode that my heart offers You. While waiting for the happiness of a Sacramental Communion, I want to possess You in spirit. Come to me, O my Jesus, that I may come to You. May Your Love inflame my whole being, in life and in death. I believe in You, I hope in You, I love You. Amen.

The Masses in Francis’ chapel normally welcome a small group of faithful, but due to recent measures’ taken by the Vatican, are now being kept private, without their participation.

It was announced in recent days that the Pope would have these Masses, in this period, be available to all the world’s faithful, via streaming on Vatican Media, on weekdays, at 7 am Rome time.

This comes at a time too when the Italian bishops’ conference has canceled public Masses throughout the nation, until at least April 3rd, following guidelines put out by Italian authorities.

In addition to Santa Marta, the Vatican has taken other steps to keep people safe and to stay close to the Pope, even if from a distance. They are televising the Pope giving privately, from the papal library, his weekly Angelus and General Audience addresses.

The Vatican Museums are now closed, along with the Vatican’s other similar museums. There have also been various guidelines implemented throughout the Vatican, to prevent the spread of the virus.

To date, the Vatican has confirmed that four people have been tested positive for Coronavirus in the Vatican, and those who were in close contact with them are all being quarantined at home. Recent reports, not confirmed yet by the Holy See, note there is an Italian monsignor who works at the Italian section of the Vatican Secretariat for State, and lives the Pope’s residence, Santa Marta, has also tested positive and is being hospitalized for COVID19.

The Vatican has neither confirmed nor denied reports which say the Pope was tested since then for COVID19.

By this evening in Rome, Italy’s civil protection agency will confirm that more than 7,000 Italians have died from the virus.

For anyone interested, the Pope’s Masses at Santa Marta can be watched live and can be watched afterward on Vatican YouTube. Below is a link to today’s Mass. Also, a ZENIT English translation of the Pope’s full homily can be read below:

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FULL HOMILY

In the first Reading is the scene of the people’s mutiny. Moses had gone up to the mountain to receive the Law, which God gave to him in stone, written by His finger. But the people got bored and gathered themselves together to Aaron and said to him: “But this Moses, for sometime we haven’t known where he is, where he has gone and we are without a guide. Make us a god that will help us to go on.” And Aaron, who later would be a priest of God, but there he was the priest of the stupidity of the idols, said: “But yes, give me all the gold and silver you have,” and they gave it all and made that golden calf (Cf. Exodus 32:1ff).

In the Psalm we heard God’s lament: “They made a calf in Horeb and worshiped a molten image. They exchanged the glory of God for the image of an ox that eats grass.” And here, at this moment, when the Reading begins: “And the Lord said to Moses, ‘Go down; for your people, whom you brought up out of the land of Egypt, have corrupted themselves; they have turned aside quickly out of the way which I commanded them; they have made for themselves a molten calf, and have worshiped it and sacrificed to it and said, ‘These are your gods, O Israel, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt.’” — a true apostasy! — from the living God to idolatry. They didn’t have the patience to wait for Moses to return: they wanted novelties; they wanted something, a liturgical show, something . . .

I would like to refer to some things <in regard to> this. First of all, that idolatrous nostalgia in the people: in this case, they thought of Egypt’s idols, but <it was> the nostalgia to return to the idols, to return, to go back to the worst, being unable to wait for the living God. This nostalgia is an illness that is also ours. One begins to walk with the enthusiasm of being free, but then the complaints begin. “But yes, this is a hard moment, the desert, I’m thirsty, I want water, I want meat . . . but in Egypt they ate onions, good things, and here there aren’t any . . . “Idolatry is always selective: it makes you think of the good things it gives you but it doesn’t make you see the bad things. In this case, they were thinking of how they were at table, with these very good meals that pleased them so much, but they were forgetting that that was the table of slavery. Idolatry is selective.

Then, something else: idolatry makes you lose everything. To fashion the calf, Aaron asks them: “Give me <your> gold and silver,” but it was the gold and silver that the Lord had given them, when He said to them: “Ask the Egyptians to lend you gold,” and then they went with them; it was a gift of the Lord and, with the Lord’s gift, they made the idol. And this is really awful. However, this mechanism also happens to us, when we have attitudes that lead us to idolatry, we are attached to things that distance us from God, because we make another god and we make it with the gifts that the Lord has given us — with the intelligence, with the will, with the love, with the heart . . . they are gifts proper of the Lord, which we use to engage in idolatry.

Yes, one of you might say to me: “But I don’t have idols at home. I have a Crucifix, Our Lady’s image, which aren’t idols. . .:” No, no, in your heart. And the question we must ask today is: what is the idol you have in your heart, in my heart — the hidden way out where I feel well, which moves me away from the living God. And we also have an attitude, with idolatry, that is very clever: we know how to hide the idols, as Rachel did when she ran away from her father and hid <the household idols> in the camel’s saddle and among clothes. Among our clothes of the heart, we too have hidden many idols.

The question I would like to ask today is: what is my idol? That idol of mine of worldliness . . . and idolatry also touches piety because they wanted the golden calf, not <for> a circus, no, but to do adoration. “They prostrated themselves before it.” Idolatry leads you to a mistaken religiosity, rather: so many times, worldliness, which is idolatry, makes you change the celebration of a Sacrament into a worldly feast. An example, I don’t know, I think, we think, I don’ know, let us imagine a wedding celebration. One doesn’t know if it’s a Sacrament, where the newlyweds truly give all and love one another before God, and promise to be faithful before God and receive God’s grace, or if it’s a fashion show, how this one and that one and the other are dressed . . . <it’s> worldliness; it’s idolatry. This is an example. Because idolatry doesn’t stop; it always goes on.

The question I would like to ask all of us today is: what are my idols? Each one has his own. What are my idols? Where do I hide them? — so that the Lord won’t find them? And at the end of <our> life He says to each one of us: “You are corrupted. You moved away from the way I indicated to you. You prostrated yourself before an idol.”

Let us ask the Lord the grace to know our idols. And if we can’t throw them out, at least have them in the corner . . .

Finally, the Pope ended the celebration with Eucharistic Adoration and Benediction, inviting <the faithful> to make a Spiritual Communion.

Here Is the Prayer Recited by the Pope

My Jesus, I believe you are really present in the Most Blessed Sacrament. I love You above all things and I desire You in my soul. As I cannot receive you sacramentally now, at least come spiritually into my hearty. As You have already come, I embrace You and unite myself wholly to You. Do not let me ever be separated from You.

Before leaving the Chapel dedicated to the Holy Spirit, the ancient Marian antiphon Ave Regina Cael rum (“Hail Queen of Heaven”) was intoned.

[ZENIT translation of Pope Francis’ full homily at Santa Marta]

26th MARCH 2020 14:56POPE'S MORNING HOMILY

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muni-ni-arci · 3 years ago

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St. Peter's Basilica and Square

Outside the ancient city of Rome lies Christendom’s grandest Church: the Basilica of Saint Peter in the Vatican — resting place of the Prince of the Apostles and the First Pope of the Roman Catholic Church.

This magnificent edifice — and the piazza directly in front of it — however, were not always places of veneration and worship. During the rule of the pagan emperors, Vatican Hill was no more than a suburb with a cemetery, its only attracting feature was a circus oh which stood an obelisk from Egypt. In the outskirts of this circus, as Catholic Tradition maintains, the apostle Peter was crucified and subsequently buried.

Peter was just one of the thousands of Christian martyrs that Rome produced, indeed, as the centre of the pagan empire, the lives of many Christians perished within its walls. Despite centuries of persecution, however, the Christian religion grew and gained temporal influence and power. After the legalisation of Christianity by the emperor Constantine, the faithful in the city began openly practicing their monotheistic faith, coming out of the catacombs and erecting conspicuous places of worship to venerate their departed brethren and offer sacrifice to their God, Saint Peter’s was among these first martyr tombs to be built into magnificent edifices — by the emperor himself!

Since the building housed the remains of the first pope, it would come as no surprise that it became a focal point of pilgrimage and influence in the Christian World, Popes would conduct their ceremonies and liturgies within its walls. Saint Peter’s Basilica provided stability and continuity for the pontiffs that claim succession from the first pope — a person who is hailed not only as God’s physical representative on earth, but also as the head of the Papal States and of the faithful throughout the world.

Inside the basilica, and indeed, in most of the churches throughout Rome, burials and monuments have been erected to commemorate the saints, their relics are prized and esteemed as holy, believing that the holiness of their souls are apparent and intact in their remains; for if the soul is holy, so also the body which housed it is as well sacrosanct. Relics are a feature of the Catholic Church that has continued throughout the centuries, baffling some and scandalising others, while still capturing the attention and awe of many. These relics, factual or not, are after all, a reminder of the people and places which they venerate and attempt to imitate. Relics and edifices are attempts to remind the beholder of the physicality of their belief — that these were real people who walked the same roads they trod, and in so doing they remind the faithful of what matters; they remind the faithful of their goal: Heaven.

Saint Peter’s Basilica and Piazza are the aftereffect of the death of, at least in the eyes of the Romans, an insignificant and old man. From the tomb of the apostle rose the sprig of the faith, which, nourished by the blood of more and more martyrs, came to overcome adversity and assert its supremacy over the powers who willed her destruction. All this goes to show that we should never underestimate the life and death of even one person, as that one person could be the spark that would lead to the spreading of a flame still bright up to this day.

#romesweethome #vatican #saintpeter #pope #saintpetersbasilica #renaissance #baroque #thepope #art #rome #constantine #relics #pilgrimage #papacy

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travelonlinetipsofficial · 3 years ago

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Rome Outdoor Activities: 10Best Outdoors Reviews

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Rome Outdoor Activities: 10Best Outdoors Reviews

Rome has something for everyone. From art afficionados to history buffs, foodies and even the outdoorsy type. With so much to do around here, it can be really hard to prioritize what you choose to form your roman holiday memories. For many, the pandemic has reignited a love of the outdoors and options abound here so when it’s time to get out of those galleries, museums, stores, restaurants and perhaps even your hotel, add one of these outdoor activities to your list.

Villa Borghese is one of the city’s most popular parks and is often dubbed Rome’s Central Park. Great for a stroll or even a picnic, row boats can even be hired for a leisurely day on the lake.

For the foodies at heart, why not head to the historic Campo de Fiori market which is open daily until 2pm or take a food tour with Casa Mia. They take you off the beaten track to explore Rome’s food traditions in the working class neighborhood of Testaccio and the picturesque Trastevere.

Trastevere itself is an attraction in itself and you could actually spend a whole day here. Put your map away and get lost in the narrow cobblestone streets that are so pretty you’ll feel like you’re on a movie set.

To escape the big smoke and get out of town for the day, the ancient Roman ruins and archeological site of Ostia Antica makes for a great day trip.

So if you love the outdoors, the only problem you’ll have in Rome, is trying to fit it all in!

In Rome, nothing is more romantic than the ‘passeggiata’ – a leisurely stroll. And Trastevere is just the neighborhood for it. This quarter prides itself on its authenticity and devotion to Roman culture. Narrow streets lead to quaint homes that display gardens on roofs and spacious piazzas. The original inhabitants of this area across the Tiber have their own version of the Roman dialect and their own defining cuisine. This is the place to experience true Roman dining. Though the ambience here during the day is fairly quiet, when the sun goes down the atmosphere becomes beyond lively. TRAM: 8, BUS: H.

Recommended for Outdoor Activities because: Trastevere is so pretty, it could be mistaken for a movie-set and is beautiful to stroll by day or night.

Maria’s expert tip: End your passeggiata at one of Rome’s best spots for authentic gelato, Fatamorgana (Piazza San Cosimato).

Read more about Janiculum Walk →

If you feel like visiting quintessential Rome, there’s no better place to do it than at the Campo de’ Fiori open air market or mercato all’aperto. Taking a stroll through this market, gives you a glimpse of Italian culture. Once inside, you’ll witness the vendors take center stage as they turn the art of selling a tomato into an off-Broadway performance. By day, the Campo de’ Fiori market sells all types of fresh fruit and vegetables, cheese, meats and even fish. There’s also a lovely flower market in the far corner of the piazza. The Campo de’ Fiori Market is open Monday through Saturday from 7.30am-1.30pm. BUS: 40, 64, 46. TRAM: 8.

Recommended for Outdoor Activities because: One of oldest markets, Campo de Fiori warrants a stroll through.

Maria’s expert tip: Taking a stroll through the market won’t cost you a dime. If you decide to buy something, it’s best to make sure you have spicci (change) on hand as big bills are often frowned upon at the outdoor markets.

Read more about Campo de’ Fiori Market →

Gourmet food and wine experiences. Memories to last a lifetime. What more could travelers to Italy want? Run by Eleonora Baldwin and Gina Tringali, Casa Mia is a boutique tour operator specialising in a selection of private food and wine tours and experiences. Their motto: When visiting a city, connecting with a local can deeply transform your travel experience, making it more exclusive, authentic and original. The company delivers the majority of their tours and operations in Rome with a wide additional wide offering that spans the Italian peninsula including (but not limited to) the regions of Tuscany, Campania and Sicily. The variety of their tour products is also diverse ranging from a focus on different neighbourhood to themes and their strong selling point remains their expertise and capacity to customise tours to suit needs, desires and budgets. Whether it’s a market walk, a wine pairing experience, gelato tour or pizza tasting, Casa Mia have got you covered. To book your very own food or wine experience in Italy with Casa Mia, visit their website for contacts and more information.

Recommended for Outdoor Activities because: Casa Mia are your go to for private only and customized food experiences across Italy.

Maria’s expert tip: Do a day trip to Naples – in an hour you can be eating the world’s best pizza with Casa Mia.

Read more about Casa Mia Food and Wine Tours →

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stone-man-warrior · 4 years ago

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February 9, 2021: 1:50 pm:

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Trump impeachment trial, in a nutshell:

(Hollywood Suspense Comedy Presentation)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKumME6_oYs&t=9s

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2:14 pm:

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRNJNlCGduM

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How many emergency vehicles do you count at this circus of media distraction?

Do you know what really goes on at Inland Regional Center?

I do.

Inland Regional Center is a clearing house where kidnapped US Citizens are processed AFTER the forced experimental surgeries are performed on them. It’s a place where SAG members call on for information about their “Partner” pet people they order, people... citizens, surgically altered to exacting specifications of the SAG actor, musician, clown, magician who orders one as a pet.

I once saw a “Partner”, one called “The Magic 8 Ball” who was a very knowledgeable young lady, her legs and arms amputated, hands re-attached at the shoulder, and she had breasts all around her whole body, I estimate she had 72 breasts attached to her body.

There are “Voyeur” websites, where they claim that regular people have made cameras in their homes available for view online, and those are the places where snuff movies are done live, and, where sex acts with a “Partner” are also performed live. The video feed is masked with a variety of false IP routing such that it would take hours or days to trace the source physical address, Google is able to arrange that kind of routing services for live snuff movies. I saw that “Magic 8 Ball” girl at a Voyeur website and in person in Oregon.

This Inland Regional Center is one of many places where arrangements for production and distribution of such kidnapped victims is done.

That is why so many “Emergency Response Vehicles” showed up there. I suspect some investigative persons, or maybe a curious citizen happened to go in there, without being prepared for reality.

This same kind of activity happened at least twice at Inland Regional Center, almost exactly the same way each time.

That place is located at a Gypsum Mine. There is a road that goes around the small mountain where the Gypsum Mine is at, and those who drive on that road, are captured and taken to Inland Regional Center.

When news about Gavin newsome happens, sometimes it’s really news about that Gypsum Mine, and by extension, is news about Inland Regional Center.

Gavin is in the news at @ Psaki WH Spox @PressSec Twitter account today.

There must be some Drywall on the loose.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQAYy8i-LGc

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https://twitter.com/PressSec/status/1359243295608754176

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3:55 pm:

A personal anecdote about an enlightening experience I encountered in around 2003 or so:

I received a call from someone claiming to be my father, it sounded like him, so, I listened as he told me I had won a contest, a small pop-up tent trailer is what was said I had won. I didn‘t enter any such contest, so, it was weird. But, after many repeated calls, to say I needed to go pick up this trailer, after about three or four months, I decided to go get the Quest brand, small, pop-up tent trailer that he insisted I had won, and had been stored at some persons house, who needed it moved away, so, I was pressured in a few different ways to go get this small pop-up tent trailer.

It was in California, nearby Hollywood, I had to drive to Southern California to get the thing.

I decided to make an adventure out of it, I had a girlfriend at the time, and we went to California to find the pop-up tent trailer. It was being stored at the home of a man by the name of Harry Stark, so, we went there.

On the way, I stopped at some of my old friends homes, it was weird, everyone seemed nervous.

My girlfriend and I went to a place called Vintage King Audio on Sunset Blvd, to look at what music equipment they might have that I might want. Out front of Vintage King Audio was a gal with a baby stroller, who was freaking out about the baby, who was not in the baby stroller, she was going into the nearby stores, and looking inside of all of the cars parked there to find the baby.

I asked her what was wrong, she said her baby is gone, and proceeded to keep looking for the baby.

I went into Vintage King Audio, there is or was a glass wall divider between two parts of the store, and in there was someone beating the living daylight out of a small infant baby.

I looked around, in all of the other small places there are there, a speaker showroom, and a microphone show room area, and noticed that there is nothing in Vintage King Audio that a regular musician can afford, a small patch cable costs about $50 at VKA, so, I left, and called the police about the man beating the baby to death inside the store.

We picked up the trailer, and headed for Santa Monica Pier, to park and get some rest, but that did not work, there were people who came and parked right next to us, in a parking lot that was completely empty, hundreds of available parking spots, and these assholes all wanted to park right next to us where we trying to take a nap after driving for twelve hours and picking up that trailer. When we left Harry Stark’s house, there was a young boy inside my van as we left, I have no idea where he came from, or why he was inside my van. It was weird, so, I asked what he is doing in the van, he said a bunch of things that did not make sense at the time, but they do now. He said he wanted to go home, and begged me not to call the police, so, I took him where he wanted to go, and dropped him off, he was scared, about ten years old.

On the way to the Pier, after calling the Los Angeles 911 about the baby at VKA, on Sunset, there was a road block of about 30 police cars, and some motorcycle police nearby Pacific Palisades. We had to wait while Kobi Briant and a whole bunch of Basketball stars and movie stars in big black limousines exited that neighborhood in Pacific Palisades.

And that��s what happened.

I don‘t have a conclusion.

Lot’s more happened that few days in California, all of it was very strange.

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4:36 pm:

This below is Boris Johnson trying to reach a terror soldier by the name of Clyde Baum of 333 Jackpine Dr.

If you think you know more about this than I do, then you can read the face value, and be entertained.

Otherwise, trust me, it’s about Clyde, and by extension, is about Oregon Department of Motor Vehicles, specifically the one in Grants Pass on Beacon Dr., and, the underground facility that exists there under the adjacent Cartwright’s Sandwich Shop, and that will lead to Cartwright’s Meat Butcher Shop at the end of Union Ave. and that leads to JD’s Sports Bar (also is widely featured in coded news on Twitter today) and that will lead to Asante Health Three Rivers Medical Center, and that leads to Oregon Health Science University Hospital, Doernbecker Children’s Hospital, Shriner’s Children‘s Hospital, and the Veteran‘s Administration Hospital, all of which are at the OHSU campus.

All of that, is of concern to Boris Johnson, and he needs to reach Clyde Baum, so he can find out why Janice “Jay-Bob” Freeberg, General of the Terror Air Force, is not answering her secret communication devices that are connected to Boris Johnson‘s office, Trudeau’s Office, Eastwood Guitars Office, and Windsor Castle and the House of Lords.

(this is dangerous stuff to say, I have no help, there are no US Public Safety, so, please send some help. You need to send US Military if any are left alive, there are no more US national Guard, all were killed and replaced with Canadians and Screen Actor Guild members.)

Besides the specifics of Clyde Baum, there is that layout arrangement that is being used broadly on Twitter and in the Google Gmail. The layout detail of two separate paragraphs is a recent addition to tweets made by leading terror operatives on Twitter. See that Boris uses two fairly equal paragraphs, and he points out two other fairly equal sized paragraphs. That, means “Equestrian”, and that means “Two-Horse Power”, and that could be “Briggs & Stratton“ or “Tecumsa”, four stroke two-horse power motors. That means “Royal Canadian Mounted Police”. So again, if you think you know more about real terror on global level than I do, then go ahead and be entertained at the Show where the fake impeachment trial was put there for your viewing enjoyment while this other communication and activity is taking place.

I suspect the Tweet is also directed at Monroe, and Chapman terror cells.

“Have a nice day, welcome to Jamaica”

I suspect by the end of tomorrow, there will be much about RocketDyne in Simi Valley, and Raytheon in Colorado, possibly some nasa news, but Simi Valley and Raytheon Colorado is more important.

Twitter MUST be taken offline right now, there is no other way to slow the advance of the Global Domination being waged by Britain/SAG/Vatican forces with a trained army from Canada to take over USA. nitrous oxide is their main offensive weapon, Medazolam mixed in is of higher command level uses, a variety of “boutique” airborne gasses that produce immediate symptoms that prevent people from defending themselves.

https://twitter.com/BorisJohnson/status/1359082166542598146

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5:13 pm:

Additionally, there is some set-up work being done with Joe Bonamassa news in the email promotions.

The set-up is for other communication shell language for some time in the near future to be used by Twitter news media.

“Datsun 210″ is the shell.

So, some things to consider are Pearl Harbor, Japan, and Zero’s, fake ones fitted with Mercedes Benz of Rolls Royce motors, I forget which ones were used.

Also, consider the shape of the Datsun 210, the old ones are sought after, are square, boxy looking little cars, are very cool. That is going to lead to the 1959 - 1961 Ford Thunderbird, is called a “Box Bird” by enthusiasts. That will take you to the 1960′s era Lincoln Continental, JFK assassination, and to Main Street USA at Disneyland where Micheal Eisner has a secret office inside of the Gettysberg Address Lincoln attraction there, and that place is a place where experimental surgery victims are tested, and observed.

The Datsun 210 Comm shell is also a B-210 shell. That is going to lead to the band “B-52′s” and a song called “Planet Claire”, where Claire drives a Plymouth Satellite. That is going to be a complicated mess that makes everything else seem simple if it reaches the Planet Clair level of communications, where the satellites are Boeing 737 or other airplanes filled with Mustard Gas and flying around dropping large loads of poison gasses on the populations of the targeted parts of the world. The “B-52�� part is also leading to Josephine County Sheriff’s office building, the way it was originally built before it exploded, twice... there are no records of any explosions having taken place there, but, the whole building exploded, twice over the past 12 - 15 years or so.

https://www.google.com/maps/@42.4329825,-123.3030264,107m/data=!3m1!1e3

I designed that building in around 1998 - 2001 while held captive by the terror army, they wanted maximum windows, so, I gave them windows, and hid a B-2 Bomber in the design so that I could maybe get some help. The wing of a B-2 Bomber should fit real good when over-layed on top of that Josephine County Sheriff Office building.

Since then, the building has exploded twice, been rebuilt differently. That is the current Google Map view, is not the same as what exists there today. There is a great big County Jail attached to that now, is an extermination center.

The Joe Bonamassa email today, is setting up a comm shell language to use at a later time. The shell language will be complex, based on a simple little Japanese car, one that is very boxy, and square looking, and is a desirable little car to have.

That Datsun 210 is going to also lead to the Volkswagen Type III notchback for even more secret communication shell language to use as a basis.

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5:54 pm:

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They are Hot Rods, get in and drive them.

T-Bucket Roadsters

PS: You have to do math in order to turn a Datsun into a Type III.

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6:09 pm:

Los Angeles Times Twitter Verified Account is calling for some Damage Control Distraction nbc/Universal/Comcast style, with big guns.

Pete Santilli will be here shortly. He carries a Pocket Constitution, and hands them out to anyone who wants one. Hardly anyone cares about the US Constitution enough to save it, enough to read it, enough to know that without some kind of structure where people are guaranteed some freedom, while being held accountable for their actions should those actions harm others ... without a constitution of agreed rules, then everyone will be held in captivity, where there are no rules.

Absence of Freedom is the presence of captivity.

The SAG terror cells have it worked out where if someone mentions the US Constitution, that must mean that those people are terrorists, and a constitutional statement is deemed as automatically associated with some kind of anti-USA militia. They have it worked out where the media is in control, and media representatives from nbc/Universal/Comcast are able to take possession of a obscure US Park refuge, while making that look huge, but in contrast to reality, that is small potatoes.

The bastards took over most or all of the US Military and national Guard bases, and filled them up with Canadian impostors playing role of US military personnel, and Screen Actor Guild Actors playing role of the commanding officers at the hijacked bases on the west coast.

They did that, then presented Malheur wildlife refuge take over by a bunch of farmers, and everyone believed it, because they saw it on TV news.

Nancy Sinatra must have received a memo from Ann Wilson and Roger Waters who are at Kauai Ranch running things from the most beautiful place in USA, the Island of Kauai. They are totally protected from surprises there, while they destroy the continental USA in league with Britain and Vatican.

The Fat Lady on the Island, is doing some singing, and LA Times has been selected to run the Distraction Play.

https://twitter.com/latimes/status/1359185527291871235

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6:37 pm:

This is what really happened with the Pete Santilli Show in Harney County Oregon:

Someone, maybe it was me, contacted FBI at FBI.Tips.Gov, to report mass murder and terror take over happening in Oregon.

FBI officials did not pay attention to the details that were presented, which include that all of the public safety and Oregon government have been taken over and are occupied by leaders of a vast terror army, so, the FBI, foolishly contacted those Oregon public safety officials to ask them very politely if they are terrorists who took over, and asked them permission to come and have look around. So, of course, those terror operatives simply gave the fools at FBI.Tips.Gov something to have a look at, and rolled out the Malheur Wildlife Refuge Occupation, claiming that the person who reported the state takeover was mistaken, and was scared to say that the problem is in Harney County, where that persons girlfriend lived at the time, Emily Periman, AKA: Emily Smith. So, a bunch of FBI fools went to Harney County Oregon, where a big giant circus performance of thousands of entertainers from Universal Studios Theme Park showed up to give the FBI fools something to look at, while luring all of them into traps, where they were all killed and replaced with actors from Screen Actor Guild, and some Royal Canadian Mounted Police were tossed into the mix as the muscle behind the extravaganza.

That is the short explanation of reality.

All the fools had to do, is read the information that was presented to them, and behave in such a way as the information handed to them warranted.

Instead of reading and understanding the circumstance, the fools were all killed and replaced, because they insist on being fooled all of the time, cannot read, don‘t understand real terrorism, they love Betty White and Tom Hanks too much, and cannot see that those two are only a tiny little part of a much more gigantic threat to the USA and the Freedom the citizens once knew.

now, we are all fucked, there is Corona Virus, and if anyone does not pass the COVID test, to agree to become a terror soldier, they are all killed.

All because when the FBI had the chance to stop all of that many years ago, they trusted the terror army more than they trusted the victims of the terrorism.

Fools.

USA national security are disabled, they are not able to do their jobs due to a mental condition that prevents them from seeing what has been happening in front of them, and is even presented on network television for them to see.

Disabled, utterly and completely useless due to mental conditions, are a danger to themselves and those around them. In that way, our US national security is in league with, and assists the terror army to take over USA, kill and replace the population, and in fact kill and replace the national security personnel and their extended families, and they still won‘t do their jobs.

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7:31 pm:

Briefly:

The terror army are pirates.

The whole premise of the Christian religion is front for piracy from Day One, literally, since day one.

They collect souls. They hunt for “Jesus”, as many Jesus’ as is possible, they need the Jesus’ to power the boat to advance the terror, towards Global Domination Under the Cross.

The “Cross” is the mast of the pirate ship where all of the Jesus’ are nailed to, to catch wind, to move the boat forward, to collect more Jesus’, to nail to the mast, to catch wind, to move the boat forward... etc, forever...

This tweet below, is British way of saying to protect the boat.

The way the symbolism works, is that the spent, used up Jesus’, are placed all around the boat, as a shield from incoming cannon fire on the high seas. It’s a shell of language that has been used for centuries, that the spent Jesus’ are to protect the boat by taking the incoming rounds. Like Balistic Gel, they absorb any kind of retaliation to the advance of the Christian Pirate Ship.

So, it’s all symbolic as presented there on Twitter from BBC news, however, the communication reads that the “Spent Jesus” are to protect the boat, so, that could be a call to make a Schul Schut, one that produces dead victims in a news story, one that draws national or global attention, so that all eyes will be focused on one very small, highly controlled situation as a distractible measure while other damage control is rolled out at the source of the problem the pirates are experiencing.

How many ways can symbolic human cladding around a pirate ship be turned into a reality?

I don‘t know, the possibilities are endless. What we all know is that the same formulas for distractions have been used for many decades, the Schul Schut formula works good for drawing attention, it comes out of the blue, is not expected, and always seems to produce a situation where there is an anniversary every year afterwords of the tragic events that take place. All you have to do to see every last anniversary of tragedy ever, is scroll down the POTUS Twitter account, or scroll down the US State Department Twitter account, and there you will find all of the different kinds of special Schul Schut style tragedy that ever occurred, because those offices love to celebrate their achievements, and they do so by attending ceremonial remembrance day events. Anything from airplane crashes, to dam failure, to mall shooting is celebrated at annual remembrance day events by POTUS and State Department, UN security council also participates.

So, in order to anticipate what Boris Johnson, House of Lords, Windsor Castle, and the Vatican have in mind with that Greenfeild Tower Cladding to protect the Christian Pirate Ship, currently is the Eleanor Rigby captained by Boris Johnson, and the Flying V captained by “The Jim Dunlop”, we need to study what has already happened before. If they are in a hurry, if they are pressured, it will be a pre-packaged event, one that has already proven successful, and is easy and quick to deploy.

For terror comm purpose that advance the Global Domination, as you read here already I am confidant, the Eleanor Rigby is a submarine of a pirate ship, has characteristics of that of a submarine, “stealth from below” in every way, including that nitrous gas is released quietly from rectally holstered tanks by terror soldiers.

Also, the “Flying V” seems to be a “Ghost Ship” for communication purposes. My read about that can be best described with idea that a police officer is warranted to commandeer any vehicle if the need for the vehicle arises in an emergency. So, the “Flying V” is any and all vehicles, as needed, is the way it looks to me so far.

They are specifying cash. That = C + Ash = Big Fucking Fire.

There are more than one kind of fire. I am concerned about the set-up that has already shown to exist for a fire at my house, clues towards that end have been developing for a number of weeks now, as a warning, because they know I can read their language.

https://twitter.com/BBCNews/status/1359332571885273092

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More about “Commandeer” of a vehicle, airplanes included:

Look at Malhuer Wildlife Refuge news stories, there are instances in the news when people who looked like US national Guard made some road blocks to the area, residents who lived near there were told to get out of their cars, then, the person who appeared as a US Guard serviceman got into the car, only to drive the car about one hundred feet forward, then get out to let the car owner have the car back, and leave to go back into the neighborhood they lived.

Of course that was all bullshit at it’s face value, what it really was is instructions to terror soldiers to take advantage of the situation presented by the fools at FBI who insisted on looking at something, and subsequently were provided with that circus for them to observe. The terror soldiers were instructed to simply get some military uniforms from the Army-navy surplus store, and barrow some traffic cones from ODOT to set up some fake road blocks, to “Commandeer” some access to the housing in Harney County, take victims, gain more votes for the SAG shills on the ballots. The video parts were just instructional, we were not presented with a view of what the outcome of those instructions were for.

none of the Oregon State Police at that fiasco were real police, they were RCMP and Screen Actor Guild actors.

That one guy that was shown to have been shot and killed after crashing the car in the snow, is still alive. He was not killed, it was an act, and that guy showed up in Grants Pass in the weeks that followed the event where they said he was dead. That makes for a handy situation, where the dead guy, is not dead, and can be anywhere, and be anyone, doing any kind of thing, while everyone assumes he was killed.

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The situation when that one guy was shown to have been killed is like this:

He wants to go talk to the Sheriff, is on the way, has an appointment to see the Sheriff.

Everyone in Oregon is either a slave terror operative, or is a Canadian terror soldier who controls the slave operatives.

The message presented in the news broadcast effectively tells all of the slave operatives not to even think about approaching the FBI who were there to try to warn them, or to try to get some help from them.

“Don‘t make any appointments to talk with any law enforcement or public safety persons that you may be tempted to try to contact, it will work out bad for you.”

That is the message told on the news to millions of slave operative “COVID Compliant Equivalent” slave people in Oregon.

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The BBC Tweet is a personal threat of a fire at my house. They know I can read what they wrote, they set up that Tweet with actual “Bill Increase” in my “Farmers Insurance” property insurance, which is under terror occupation and control, and was increased more than any other previous increase in premium this past month.

It went up by only about twenty dollars, but, that is a big monthly increase, and is one that is a ‘1020″ at my house.

Fucking limeys, they will make for good anchors, and some might be used as ballast to right the USA ship.

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9:23 pm:

Local Conditions:

30 degrees, clear skies, absence of wind. Feels much colder than the thermometer indicates.

There are people at Strong’s terror cell working with Chartrand’s terror cell waiting for me to step out onto the roadway area to check my mailbox to shoot, set me up for some crime, or try to run me over.

There is increased activity showing at Myers 560 nbc/Universal/Comcast/Kroger Foods (Fred Meyer) terror cell.

I declined the invitation.

There is a airborne gas deployed in my driveway that makes immediate double vision, blurry vision, has no odor that I can determine.

As I reported here before, the terror army roped me into replacing my thermostat that operates my forced air heating unit from a bi-metal one that was good, to a digital one that claimed better efficiency and more functionality, was a big mistake to allow that to happen, and they took away the original thermostat. This one is a Honeywell Thermostat, has hidden remote control operation such that a terror soldier who has the correct iPhone App can operate features of the heating and air conditioning system. They have been changing the way the heating unit components work all winter and the winters of the past since the thing was installed. The hidden remote control functionality is far more intricate than I had previously mentioned. So far, I can see that the outdoor compressor unit control is very component oriented, they are able to not only control the operation of the unit, but the individual parts of the operation of the unit are being controlled with the hidden remote operation from the Honeywell thermostat. There are some copper tubes that are around the perimeter of that compressor, in the past when the thing worked correctly, I could see that there are at least two individual circuits of freeon flow that runs through those copper tubes for doing things like preventing ice buildup around the fins of the unit, so, now I can see that those individual copper tube freeon circuits are being controlled individually with use of the hidden remote functionality. All winter long, none of those circuits of freeon flow have been working, and the thing has been caked with solid ice, while terror soldiers are spraying water onto the thing while I am inside the house to make more ice build up around it. Today and yesterday, that cake of ice has been melted away only at the highest loop of copper tubes where the freeon goes around to melt the ice. The rest of the unit is all caked with ice, even though I used a water hose to melt all of the ice away last week, the ice all returned within a day. now, the top level of copper is melted, while the other parts below are still caked with ice. So, I know the system would work if the thermostat was not being used to control intricate individual parts of the mechanics of the the thing, I can hear the thermostat being changed, it makes clicking sounds when someone is using the hidden remote frequency to change the individual operational components. I have seen that the temperature reading of the inside of the house changes as much as five degrees within a second when I hear the thing making the clicking sounds, and have a look at what the thermostat is saying.

There are numerous electronic gadgets being used to spy on me, and to make life more miserable than it already is.

There is no help anywhere around here. no signs of any help. There is more than an absence of helpful people, as the situation is that there is a Vacuum of helpful people.

Also notable is two incoming phone calls from this number:

541-566-4203 at 10:21 am and again at 2:44 pm,

541-403-9415 called 2-3-2021 at 8:40 am

Other than those two incoming calls the only other calls or texts this month have been from Pain Specialists of Southern Oregon who have sent numerous texts, emails, and incoming phone calls to a point of harassment and the information presented in the text is the appointment day and time, and the email they send always puts my name, appointment day and time right there on the title of the email. It’s not exactly private.

I also received numerous incoming calls from Walgreen‘s pharmacy, though I asked them to take me off of the phone reminder system, and I have no business with them at the time the calls and texts come in.

Walgreen‘s is run by Ann Wilson’s personal assistant terror cell members, and that, like all of the information here on this account, is part of real terrorism that includes mass murder of Medicare beneficiaries. no one is interested because she sings really good.

To get away with mass murder in USA, take some singing lessons, or, just wing it, and start belting out a tune, then, you can kill all of the old people your heart desires.

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11:06 pm:

This below is command orders to have Janice “Jay-Bob” Freeberg’s personal Pixel Suit electronic camouflage suit given to someone else who it will fit. They are usually custom tailored per each terror soldiers measurements, however there are some around that Mike Pence brought last year that are not custom tailored, are some other sizing arrangement.

Jay Freeberg’s nitrous oxide tank ignited last night, she or whoever has been portraying Janice Freeberg is presumed to have died when her nitrous tank ignited by my Bic Lighter near the mailboxes last night. I was able to see the flame of the lighter catch the cloud of gas she left behind and chase after her as she drove away to her gate. The tank exploded with a loud Pop! and a bright flash of light. The words: “C’est Chaud! were shouted just a second prior to the Pop! sound and the flash of light that occurred when she burst into bits inside of her car at her garage while I observed from the mailbox area on Jackpine in front of my house.

There was also talk of Jay Freeberg having “Burst” (is a technical terror term, nsa should write that one down, that one is useful) by the current Deb Monroe who was speaking to some others who responded to Deb from the Strong terror cell at 3747 Russell Road.

So, I witnessed the explosion, heard the “C’est Chaud” (That’s Hot! in French) and saw the flash, then heard from two sources that “Jay-Bob Burst”.

I suspect Janice Freeberg is dead based on that.

ABC news says her Pixel Suit should be passed on to someone who it will fit.

It’s a “Smart Suit”, in case you need a head start to read the terror comm on Twitter, where terror orders are made daily, hourly, by the minute for killing and replacing US Citizens nation wide without any resistance from anywhere since before Twitter was made publicly available in 2009 when Beta Twitter was rolled out as a command center for killing off the remaining Oregon population.

There are no US public safety personel, so, it’s up to the citizens to decide if they are going to continue to allow Twitter and Google and news media kill everyone.

https://twitter.com/ABC/status/1359310821709512707

Here is the source of the orders to pass along Janice Freeberg’s Pixel Suit. I suspect it is one of the one’s that Mike Pence brought with him when he and Karen Pence and Mike Pompeo came to kill me last year. They brought many Pixel Suits, ones that are not custom fitted per each terror soldier, but rather are like “Large”, “Medium” and “Small” sizing of electronic wearable video screen fabric that makes the wearing as invisible as can be immagined, and they are operated by multiple iPhones that are integral to the Pixel Suits. The latest ones require an individual iPhone per each arm, each leg, front torso, back torso, and one additional iPhone as a main operation unit that ties them all together as a single unit for controlling the features of the Pixel Suits.

In the past, the older ones require seven iPhones to operate one Pixel Suit, those ones were grey in color when not turned on, and had a fish scale or lizard skin appearance to them when not in use. The latest ones are smooth and black in color when not in use and are turned off.

https://twitter.com/POTUS/status/1359337903898439680

notice that they are standing on a Walmart Air Ya Rug (area rug).

Walmart Sun Shine Flower Logo, a gold one, not the rainbow kind.

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Allora, va bene

Ever since studying abroad in rome 4.5 years ago, I have been anxious about my next trip to Italy. Could it possibly live up to the experiences I had while living there? But it was not a matter of competition. I have graduated university, moved to Boston, worked in Architecture for 3 years, and traveled to 6 countries since. I am a different person now - so I tried to be excited to experience the same environment in a different way!

My roommate (Stephanie) for my first two years in Boston had moved to Rome to live with her boyfriend. Since Kate has never been to Italy and knows Stephanie, we decided to venture together to visit her! And while Stephanie sporadically moved home just 10 days before our flight...we made the most of quickly booking two new hostels in Rome and forgetting the money we suddenly had to spend. Everything happens for a reason. And that reason made our trip even better.

Itinerary:

Thursday, April 19th 2018: My flight departed Boston at 9:30pm. Kate’s left Chicago at the same time. As I boarded the plan I got a voicemail of her panting “Lauren - I just made my flight - I ran through security - they held the door for me - see you in Dublin”. So now that I wasn’t going to end up doing this trip alone, the journey began LOL. We met in Dublin and shared a pints of Guinness and Magners in an airport with the best amenities I have experienced. 6 hrs later we flew to Rome. It’s 8pm and we plan to take the train from the airport to Termini Station. I validate my ticket in the machine - all good. Kate goes to validate her ticket - rotates the ticket the other way - and pushes her ticket all the way into the machine and gets it stuck. The train is to depart in 3 minutes and our Italian consists of “scusa me” and “mis dispiace” uhhh ticket-a-stuck? Luckily the snail speed of the ticket attendant to walk over, open the machine, get us our ticket didn’t deter us from running to barely make it on the train. WHEW giggles and sweat overwhelmed us. We capped on the night by checking-in to our hostel and headed to a spot up the street for food. The dinner consisted of with bread + nduja spread and two personal pizzas. Safe to say we went to bed with full bellies and tired minds.

Saturday: Kate survived her first night in a hostel! She talked in her sleep the whole night...which I’m sure the 3 french, 2 british, and one not sure guys were pretty thrilled about! We were the two girls in an 8 person room...bachelor pad! LOL JK they were all under 20 y/o but very polite and easy to stay in a room with! The morning walking tour began with a cornetti and cappuccini at a small cafe where I used to frequent when I had meetings for a design competition Premio Piranesi. Moving on to Santa Maria Maggiore, through Monti, around the forum before the crowds, and checked-out my old lunch nook at the Campidoglio. Then down the stairs along Via Maior Arenula to see where my Cartography classes used to take place and crossed the Ponte Vittorio to check out the Vatican all before noon! There was a choir singing and thousands of people with matching hats...then suddenly the pope comes strolling out in his glass-less mercedes! He goes zipping around and suddenly comes within 10 feet of us!!! Kate and I look at each other in awe...ok we saw the pope in our first 24 hours in Rome we can die happy now. We later found out this weekend was Rome’s birthday, so there was a plethora of activities going on this weekend! After all of this excitement we FINALLY realized how hungry we were!! Pizza al taglia at La Boccaccia in Trastevere and found my old apartment! Then around the Pantheon and the journey back uphill to rest our legs at the hostel. With sunburned noses and hungry bellies we headed in Monti to Pasta Chef. Its a casual pop-in restaurant with a 4.9 rating on trip advisor - the paper plates and plastic cups makes it not seem like a roman restaurant. But the food was SO FREAKING GOOD! Grabbed wine and a tiramisu to go and wandered to check out the Trevi Fountain and Spanish steps at night. Ahhh what a perfect night cap to an amazing first day in Rome!

Sunday: Early morning at the Coliseum. My first time here since it was under renovation before! We beat (some) of the crowds and scheduled a 12am tour. We went inside anyways just to compare what it would look like during the day. As we left the crowds were in full form. Walked around circus maximus and say more bday celebrations kicking off. A huge parade of gladiators took off and we caught them at the campidoglio. Porchetta sandwich for lunch at my all-time fave Baccanale in Campo de Fiori. Espresso granita at Tazza D’oro, to Piazza Navona, then up to the Borghese Gardens. An earth day festival was happening. 75% of the sustainable crafts consisted of spray paint. Aerosols...earth day...jersey show...it all seemed too ironic. Spritz and pastries in the gardens and home for a quick nap / packing before the midnight tour! Made it all the way there despite all of the sketchy guys and cat calls and there was not one entrance point open. Of course the police barely spoke english and made inappropriate comments so we snapped a quick photo of the colosseum light up and quickly jumped in an uber. So did the ticket booth mean 12pm not midnight?...

Monday: Delicious breakfast at a cafe before our 8am train to Como! At our connection in Milan, the second Kate stepped foot on the train it started to depart. Whew barely made it. After struggling at the grocery store in Como with our luggage / weighing every produce item (what does the check-out counter do then?) and touching produce without a glove. We made it on the bus with all of the middle school kids getting out of school...lucky us! Our airbnb was about 30 mins from Como in a tiny waterfront town called Careno. The hosts met us at the house, showed us everything, and could not have been more helpful! We basked in the sun on the beautiful balcony with some snacks and rose. Ahhh now this is the relaxing part of the vacation. It was a beautiful ten minute walk down to the rocky beach basically through people’s kitchens. The water was cold and clear with a couple friendly “buon giorno” heard as we wandered down. Finished the day with some carbonara on the balcony and Italian dancing with the stars.

Tuesday: An early bus ride to Bellagio to go kayaking! Kate’s all-time favorite kayaking tour because it was 20% paddling and 80% chilling. Just us two on a tour with the guide, Mich. We asked him any questions we could think of about Italy - even how old kids are when they start smoking. The answer was 13 btw... We then had lunch of pizza at a hidden gem he recommended called La Grotta. Wandered through the shops to buy beautiful ceramics at Magda Guaitamacchi. The owner was an older woman who spent most of her adult life practicing art in London. She was the sweetest and really made our afternoon. We then spent a couple hours hanging at the park at the point. I did a bit of watercoloring and mostly enjoying the turquoise water against the snowcapped alps. We then hopped on a ferry home and enjoyed a spritz while on board. Our airbnb hosts graciously got us a reservation for the only restaurant in the tiny town of Careno. We had the corner table as the server had grown up with our host. The meal consisted of multiple courses, each with a particular backstory. All of the fish was caught in the lake and it was a wonderful way for us to learn about the history of the area. As we ended with the best limoncello I’ve ever had and bill way too discounted, our server grabbed keys and let us into the church next store. At first it seemed a bit like a horror scene but actually turned out to be magical and show how selfless his actions were. We went to bed absolutely stunned how we could meet three incredibly kind and giving people all in one day.

Wednesday: We checked out of our airbnb and trekked down the steep walk to the ferry launch with our suitcases. After running, sweating, and some last-minute help from our server the previous night (we stumbled upon him opening the restaurant) we made it on the ferry! A leisurely but packed ride to the town of Menaggio on the Switzerland side. It was the holiday for Italy’s independence after the collapse of WWII, so transportation and store times were a bit skewed. Luckily the visitor’s center was open and held on to our luggage free of charge! We strolled through town and had a beautiful waterfront lunch with sammies and spritz. After espresso and gelato we grabbed our stuff to take the ferry all the way to the train station in Como. The town of Como was absolutely packed! Happy we didn’t spend much time there as we grabbed snacks and took the train to our next destination - Modena! We arrived and checked into our next airbnb just in time to catch sunset on the rooftop. People were out drinking and celebrating. We could hear their cheering and signing resonating form the roof it was hilarious.

Thursday: We took the train in to Parma for our day filled with food tours! For my bday, my dad had found a guide who would take us to all local producers in region. It was just Kate and I on our personal tour with her! First stop: Parmigiano Reggiano! The name comes from the rural area of Parma and Reggio Emilia (clever). We got to see every step of the process and enjoy some delicious samples too. Next stop: Lambrusco winery! A refreshing wine with vines that are very young - completely different then my experience in Tuscany. Then to the Proscuitto and Culatello! Delicious meats but the parts hanging in the butcher’s stations were a bit much. How huge these pigs must be is also quite disturbing... Then to lunch at a small restaurant along a horse race track. Pretty heavy local cuisine which actually put me to sleep on our car ride back into town...oops! Finished off the tour with balsamic vinegar. Very interesting of every age is a blend of the old with the new - different then the rigidity of some aged foods. With bellies full of very rich indulgences, we headed back to Modena and grabbed aperitivo at this awesome spot in town. Great vibes, super friendly staff, gorgeous men drinking rose and on bikes, well behaved dogs, a bit of house music, and chips with our spritz...ahhh perfect end to a day once again.

Friday: A full day in Modena and my 26th bday! Morning at cafe with beautiful, innovative interiors. Walked around town and stopped in several stores for fun shopping. Walked through the food market where the Chef Massimo Bottura shops everyday. I made reservations for us to have lunch at his more casual restaurant Francescetta 58. Once we arrived, boy oh boy was I treating myself on my bday! We had a wonderful bottle of white wine with our tasting menus. Kate got the typical 3 course option and I treated myself to the regional 4 course upgrade. The dishes were the best I have certainly ever had and we left with the largest smiles on our face. Best meal ever on my actual bday?...this seemed like a dream. We then walked off a bit of the food and noodled up to the Ferrari museum. Pretty cool space with very modern architecture and the cars were pretty sick to see. The design of each car is so immaculate and just like with any museum, its awesome to see people appreciated the design of something. Being in the design industry this is something I admire and hope I can implement more in my type of work (even if it isn’t something common in the U.S.). Ended the day with apperitivo and a late sunset on the rooftop. And gelato cake in my favorite italian flavor of Amarena. Ah what an awesome day!

Saturday: Took the train back to Rome and arrived at a different hostel for the final leg of the trip. We grabbed a late lunch at Pasta Imperiale - a casual spot similar to Pasta Chef and then headed to my favorite museum Museo dei Fori Imperiali. It is Trajan’s market which was accidentally found below ground in a street repair! I have never been in a building that is an artifact in itself! Great how interactive it is and puts the extensive Roman history into perspective. An evening then of apperitivo and walking around Monti with a reasonable bed time.

Sunday: Early morning visit to the Trevi and the Spanish steps before the crowds then hopped on a train to see family an hour south! It was Kate’s time visiting our extended family and seeing the town our great-grandmother (106 this year!) is from. Carlo and Paula picked us up from the train station and gave us a beautiful tour of their lush garden. It was filled with vines for wine, fig trees, strawberry planters, and a beautiful brick oven. After a delicious lunch we headed up to Ventosa where my great-grandfather is from. We saw the house my nana gave birth to our grandpa. We saw her old home that is still abandoned and looks like it was bombed just yesterday. Then went down the hill to Santi Cosma e Damiano and walked through the church that my nana got married in. She also left her diamond earrings in the palms of the saints the night before she moved to the U. S....The piazza outside is where my great-grandfather apparently saw my nana coming out of church and realized he wanted to date her. He had come back from the U.S. to find a nice Italian wife that would move with him... and then there were facebook icons graffitied in the wall next door. Oh how times have changed! LOL The views from these tall towns are stunning and the younger family members speak much better english then last time! So it was fun to converse with time about their recent European travels and what life is like form them living in the larger town of Latina. Took the train back into Rome in the late evening and grabbed dinner at a fancy food court in Termini Station that our hostel host had recommended.

Monday: Last day in Italy! We walked all through the city up the Giancolo to see the cannon launched at noon. We walked around the tempietto and hung in the Villa Doria Pamphilj park. Then down the hill to the Vatican, to find out that it was completely mobbed and would take us forever to even get inside the chapel. Next time, Kate! We grabbed lunch at the most modern restaurant I have seen in Rome called Bar del Fico. It was great and I hope more like these start to pop up! Similar type of restaurant that Modena is filled with! Then spent the afternoon bopping into a couple art stores, checking out Ara Pacis and back up to grab spritz in our fave little garden bar at Borghese Gardens. We even stumbled upon a gelato festival!!! This was an awesome surprise and while I didn’t have the appetite for it, Kate certainly did! The flavors were incredibly diverse and unique and she had the largest smile on her face the entire time! We ended the night grabbing pizza at Alle Carrette.

Changes since my last visit:

Security: This was my first experience going through a metal detector before entering a church! Man things have changed in Rome since I lived here...but for the better! Better for this precaution then to have a scary situation inside the church. To get into St. Peter’s square we even went through many check points - one including the guard making me drink my water in front of them. Ah yes just water no acid ;)

Spring flowers: This time of year there were flowers growing everywhere! The wisteria around the wedding cake building made it look a bit less...intimidating. The pink and white flowers along teh spanish steps were beautiful too.

Old apartment: It’s converted into a beautiful restaurant/hotel. Which is a relief because the place was falling apart and felt like a lost opportunity when we lived there. Pretty surreal walking around but not a sappy feeling, just happy that I got to have my time there.

What will never change:

Coffee: UGH it’s inevitable to not go a morning without a cappuccino or an afternoon without an espresso. Even kate was having a cappuccino every morning by the end of our trip! They just prepare it so perfectly well that how could anyone not resist.

Work hours: We would be in a park in the middle of the day and it would be littered with people! It was awesome to see how lively and happy everyone was, but why aren’t these people at school or work?... Our Parma tour guide had said full-time jobs aren’t prevalent in Italy now, but is it really THAT bad?

Men: SO. MANY LOOKERS! Very few people acted on it but definitely intimidating for walking around in the evening as two girls. However I did realize if you want to feel good about yourself - go to Italy. If you want to feel bad - come back to the U.S.!

I feel very blessed that the universe brought Kate and I together for this trip. The trip never felt overshadowed by my previous experiences and I could not have been happier to spend it with someone I care so deeply about.

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Glorious Goodwood: Stradivarius and Battaash seek historic wins

Magnificent Goodwood will start within the assist of closed doors, with spectators allowed in on Saturday

Dates: Tuesday 28 to Saturday 1 August Venue: Goodwood Racecourse Racecards and results

An exclusive Magnificent Goodwood starts on Tuesday with Stradivarius seeking to manufacture history beneath Frankie Dettori.

The 49-year-year-extinct jockey is aiming for a list fourth Goodwood Cup with the horse knowledgeable by John Gosden.

Coach Charlie Hills will recognize one other landmark on Friday as Battaash goes for a fourth straight King George Stakes.

English and Irish Guineas winners Siskin and Kameko meet on Wednesday, while spectators return to racing for the major time since March on Saturday.

Round 4,000 contributors and guests will be allowed in on the meeting’s final day as opinion to be one of many test events following county cricket and the World Snooker Championship.

Here is a rundown of highlights at Goodwood, in total a key section of the summer social calendar but being held within the assist of closed doors for the major four days as a result of coronavirus pandemic:

Tuesday – Goodwood Cup 15: 15 BST

Stradivarius, new from a third Gold Cup make a selection at Ascot, faces his “superb” scenario when taking on Irish Derby winner Santiago, in step with Gosden.

Santiago, half the age at three years extinct, will get a weight concession of 15lb.

Wednesday – Sussex Stakes 15: 15

A clash of English and Irish Guineas winners Kameko and Siskin, who face 5 totally different competitors alongside with the Aidan O’Brien trio of Circus Maximus, Wichita and Vatican Metropolis. Mohaather and San Donato additionally speed within the one-mile Team One contest.

Thursday – Nassau Stakes 15: 15

Jap challenger Deirdre seeks a second successive victory on the meeting for champion jockey Oisin Murphy.

Falmouth Stakes winner Nazeefis opinion to be one of loads of main probabilities on the fixture for Jim Crowley, who’s rated popular to be main jockey.

Friday – King George Stakes 15: 15

Battaash is determined to start as odds-on popular after a convincing victory at Royal Ascot.

The six-year-extinct will be shopping for a 12th make a selection in 22 starts, even though Prix de l’Abbaye winner Glass Slippers is one of many many opposition.

Saturday – Stewards’ Cup 15: 35

Contemporary Newbury winner Nahaar is one of many many favourites, while Lancashire Oaks victor Manuela de Vega functions within the preceding Lily Langtry Stakes.

While Goodwood welcomed 100,000 spectators final year, this is in a position to more than doubtless more than doubtless host a total of 4,000 this time – in eight mini-enclosures on Saturday.

How will the fan pilot sport events work?

Any totally different enterprise?

Bookmakers are attention-grabbing to the government to relax restrictions around their return to the racecourse, with correct four allowed to accept bets on the Sussex track on Saturday, and most effective card funds – no longer cash – allowed.

It’s a year for the reason that ground-breaking victory of Khadijah Mellah, the major hijab-carrying jockey to determine on out a speed in Britain. Her victory on Haverland came within the Magnolia Cup, however the beginner riders’ speed will not be any longer being held this year because of reduced coaching alternatives for the riders.

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tina-the-resident-deity · 7 years ago

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What’s going on with Mana?

Okay! Just as I said, I’m coming back to you with my theory about how it was possible for Allen to call Mana back as an Akuma, while Earl was with him.

Just prepare for a shit ton of text.

So, first things first, this theory comes in parts. Four main parts, with the last one split into hella lot smaller of them (Fifteen I think), to be honest. So, yeah, be prepared!

I’m going to focus in this theory on Apocryphos, Noah Memory and… Helix of Life (dun dun duuuuun).

Part One: Apocryphos

What do we know about Apocreep?

sentient Innocence, which main reason of existence is to protect Heart

is immortal, and over 7000 years old

can control Innocence, and has the ability to desynchronize it from it’s user (Cross’ case, and another theory on why Cross is alive, for another time)

can manipulate memories (Kanda’s case)

deals hella lot of damage to Noah and is damn near impossible to kill/destroy (Road’s case, scene in Order’s cell holding Allen)

We know, that Noah were searching for Apocreep, as he is rather big clue on finding the Heart, as it strives to protect it. We also don’t know where Apocryphos was all this time. We can assume, that it was for at least some time hiding in Central/Vatican as unnamed Cardinal, and only came due to all this Allen/Neah/Cross shit.

Apocryphos said, that Heart had been worrying about Allen. But why we don’t know. It can be worrying about Allen, (though I doubt it), or abou what Allen is going to become, about Neah. Neah is part of Earl, therefore, he’s a Noah. With Innocence. How disasterous could it be?

Part Two: Millenium Earl and Noah Memory

So, what we know about Earl:

52 years prior to current events, he split into Mana and Neah (but we don’t know why. Clue may be that, that he was crying then).

this splitting caused him to develop as two humans with two different personalities. He vanished for seventeen years, as they grew up, and therefore, strayed from “Scenario” - creating new Three Days of Darkness.

Earl isn’t the first Noah to split, I must say. We have Jasdevi. They were born as a single human, who then in cradle split into two - Jasdero and Devit. They share the same Noah - Bondom. They are “fully Noah” when they merge.

Then similar thing happened to Earl.

Earl became two people - his soul split into two parts, but I think that Noah Memory cannot be split like soul (that explains merging of Jasdevi, and later Mana devouring Neah). But as Mana and Neah had one soul, they both still were Millenium Earl - they both were Noah (just like un-merged Jasdevi).

I think that at some time, they both came to associate with the rest of Noahs. We know, that at this point of time, they were both around seventeen, and Bookmen were on the Noah’s side of war.

Here comes theory about past!Allen being Bookman previous apprentice (he knew interesting facts, like Helix of Life, but we will come to this later on, and somehow Neah had to meet Allen, this just fits perfectly, not to mention, that in 221 chapter Lucia and Katerina have conversation how Bookman is waiting for person with answers. Who’s better than previous Bookman, who took place in this events?).

But something went awry. What? Adam, Earl’s Noah Memory started taking over Mana. There was no Millenium Earl, and Noahs need their leader. So Adam took Mana over, for purpose of reuniting both parts of Earl. That’s what is the most important now.

Remeber what Wisely said, when he remebered about Neah’s betrayal, and how his Noah felt massive hatred for him?

Wisely is afraid of being swallowed by Noah’s Memory - of becoming just a puppet. Also, what said Neah when he first met Allen?

He refers to Earl as a “mad puppet of destruction”. Earl is overtaken by Adam - he lost himself to his Noah.

Part Three: Helix of Life

Chapter 220 gave us something entirely new. Someone, who with high possibility is past!Allen, and propably previous apprentice of Bookman, told us of something that is origin of everything on this world.

So, what it basically says, is that souls originate from Helix, body is just a vessel for soul, without vessel, soul is going back to Helix, and without soul, body is going to disappear.

So if after death souls are going to Helix, this means, that Akuma are made from souls called from Helix. It’s the only way they can “break out” from it - they cannot come back themselves, and they need vessel to hold them, so Earl binds them to another person using Dark Matter, creating new vessel for soul taken from Helix. It breaks the natural law of world. It’s something unnatural.

Okay, so now we know about three main parts. Let’s go further, and make all of the other parts into some sort of timeline, it would be easier to follow and maybe unsderstand.

Part Four: Timeline

1. Earl splits into Mana and Neah, therefore disappears (it was said that in whole history, Earl disappeared only once).

2. Mana and Neah are growing up. There is no Earl, so “Scenario” can’t go on.

3. At some point, Mana and Neah awaken as a Noah, probably nearing their 17th birthday.

4. Neah learns about third side of war. He meets with past!Allen and Cross (we can assume that Cross and Allen didn’t know each other), and Allen tells him about Helix.

5. Neah decides to kill entire Noah family, barring Mana and Road (Mana was his brother, and he couldn’t kill Road? It was scene with Neah towering over Road holding Mana’s body on bed, with Bookman watching).

6. Mana is devoured then by Adam, who wants revenge for betrayal, but also needs to “push” Scenario into moving.

7. Neah flees, meets with Allen and gives him his Memory.

8. Adam kills Neah, and devours him. At this point, two parts of Earl are finally together, and Millenium Earl is back, but Adam is still in control over Mana. Adam says he needs to destroy Heart, so there must be Earl to do it.

Mana (controlled by Adam) devoured Neah, so he could destroy Heart.

9. Adam is driven mad and blows his face, so it won’t remind him of Mana and Neah - he says everything is Mana’s fault. Road creates for him his “fat” persona.

NOW WE’RE COMING TO IMPORTANT PART.

10. Remember Apocryphos? He’s a guardian of Heart. But up till now, there was no threat for Heart, because There was no Earl. But at this point, Earl finally is merged. So there is threat to the Heart. And there are only two Noah in the whole world. There is no one bar Road (but she was propably wounded, in chapter 187, she says that she could remember only Neah’s face, so something had to be wrong with her) and Earl. So there is no Noah that can protect Earl. And we know, that Apocreep is one hell of a bitch, seems impossible to kill, and is personification of death to Noah.

It’s just perfect moment to strike. Though, it’s still damn Earl, he’s not some easy prey, and he’s elusive as fuck. It took Apo some years to find him. Meanwhile, some Noah were born. But he found him.

10. So, Apocreep attacks Earl. He deals a lot of damage. We saw what happened to Road after his attack, and she’s really powerful Noah, the oldest one bar Earl. Apo almost destroyed her Memory.

We can assume, that Apo dealt so much damage to Adam, that he was in awful state.

And what with that?

Easy thing. Adam was so weak, he wasn’t able to control Mana anymore. And Mana came back to control, after nearly 30 years, with body a lot older, but mind still of 17 years old boy (In “Lost Fragment of Snow”, he tells Red, that one day he woke up as a old man, but still is only 17). Mana appears to be slightly mad, with weird memories, but we can connect it to Apocreep’s attack, as he does weird things with heads.

11. Mana became travelling clown in search of a brother, and met a dog he named Allen (maybe after long-lost friend, some Bookman Apprentice, hmm?). He then stumbles upon Red. A little weird kiddo, he instantly adopts.

12. Circus is attacked by Akuma. After attack, Red hits Mana with his Innocence arm. It appears to have some kind of effect, as Mana suddenly calls Red “Allen” (maybe he confuses Red with his old friend, or maybe, he… remembers him?). He also says that Earl brings tragedy (so… I would say that he recalled few things).

13. Mana adopts Allen, they live together for a year, and then Mana dies.

OKAY NOW. Remember what I said about Helix of Life? It will come handy now.

14. Mana dies. His soul lost it’s vessel, and it goes back to Helix.

But wait!

There is one more thing in Mana, beside his soul. Adam.

Sooo, right now, Adam has soulless vessel, and purpose. He’s Earl’s will, after all. And there is no one restraining him, so he don’t need to fight for control. And so, we have Mana’s body, controlled by Adam, while Mana’s soul is safe in Helix, for now. And there we have our Earl.

15. Allen calls Mana back, forcing him out of Helix, and makes Akuma from him. But he soon exorcises him, and his soul goes back to Helix, again. Therefore, he cant escape from Helix. He’s in place, from which he can never return.

Sounds familiar?

There is no Mana. Mana is long dead. Now it’s just Adam, controlling Mana’s body, like a mindless, mad puppet.

But there is one more thing. Mana cursed Allen, and Earl himself told, that Allen is just like Akuma. Allen has part of Mana's soul in him. And also he has Neah's Memories. After Neah will devour him, there will be only Mana and Neah. Two parts of Earl, reunited. Allen will become host for true Millenium Earl. But there is no Adam. He still inhabits Mana's body. They will be Millenium Earl, but Earl's Memory won't be with them. There would be personification of time, destruction and creation, Patriarch of a Noah family... but without will, that strives to destroy humanity and bring next Three Days of Darkness. There will be Earl, that don't want to kill humans. Third side of war.

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brightsunindiaoffers · 5 years ago

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Explore Italy Through the Eyes of history

Are you planning to embark on a historic sightseeing tour of Italy? In case you are, then have a look at some of these famous historical attractions that you can discover at the great Italian cities of Rome, Florence, Naples and Siena during your luxury holidays to Italy this vacation season.

Rome & Vatican City

“All roads lead to Rome”, goes the age-old saying , symbolizing the historical significance of Rome as the centre of the Roman Empire. A short tour of the Vatican Museums here takes visitors through one of the most extensive and extravagant displays of arts and artifacts in the entire world.

The Sistine Chapel at the Apostolic Palace in the nearby region of Vatican City is among the most popular attractions to visit on a trip to Rome, while the architectural wonders like the St. Peter’s Basilica, Circus Maximus, the Arch of Constantine and the Colosseum are a great delight for human eyes.

Naples & Pompeii

Naples in Southern Italy is another great city worth exploring to understand the historical might of the country. Highlight attractions include Castel Nuovo - an imposing medieval castle that used to be the royal seat for the rulers of Aragon, Spain and Naples, the stunning Royal Palace of Naples and the nearby famous ruins of Pompeii whose numerous artifacts are still preserved.

Siena

The historic centre in the Tuscan city of Siena is home to a number of significant sightseeing attractions which allow an interesting insight into Italy’s cultural heritage. The city’s Duomo is a magnificent black and white Romanesque cathedral with an attached museum. Similarly, the Piccolomini Palace is an excellent 15th century Florentine palace that houses the official archives of Sienna.

Florence

An hour’s drive from Sienna to Florence will take visitors to another famous stop during a historic tour of Italy. The Academy Gallery is perhaps the main highlight of Florence, and the magnificent Statue of David – sculpted by Michelangelo – is a perfect treat for art lovers.

Still magnificent are the famous artworks displayed at the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, with an impressive collection featuring some of the most important works in the field of Italian arts. Visitors may take a break from history overdose with a brief stroll across the famous Ponte Vecchio Bridge here that is lined with an eclectic mix of shops and eateries.

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aion-rsa · 4 years ago

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Shock Docs: The Devil Made Me Do It Review – Conjuring Backstory Maintains Doctrine

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The biggest shame of the “Devil Made Me Do It Case” is that Satan, and his legion of 43 fellow body-squatters, never got to take the stand. Given the voices we hear in Discovery+’s new Shock Docs: The Devil Made Me Do It, they might have made quite the impression on the otherwise largely indifferent court. For all the evil, Mr. Burns-style, laughter which emanates from the throat of the young possessed boy, a demon might have given the case the one thing it needed most: a hostile witness.

“I’ve always believed in the devil,” we hear again and again from survivors, eyewitnesses, investigating officers, even skeptics. But the Catholic Church never even looked at the evidence Ed and Lorraine Warren pounced on. Local priests from St. Joseph’s parish didn’t wait for Vatican blessings to perform several “lesser exorcisms” on such ungodly goings-on. Everyone preached to the choir. This is all preamble to the actual judicial proceedings which give the case its name, and the documentary ambles a little too long before attorney Martin Minnella blows his opening statement.

The advance press for Shock Doc: The Devil Made Me Do It promised audiences would be “getting to the very heart of evil and to where the actual terror lies.” The documentary is a companion piece to Warner Brothers’ feature The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It, focusing on the more frightening claims and ghastly conclusions of horror cinema. While the studio is not involved with the TV project, they both treat the Warrens’ version as gospel.

Hearing directly from the people who went through the initial rituals of dispossession almost makes them believable. There are no visible tongues in cheeks during the accounts, only occasional inappropriate grins. But this is a family which was divided over the incidents. At least one lawsuit was filed by a family member claiming the entire scenario was orchestrated at the expense of a mentally ill 11-year-old boy. The ecclesiastical accoutrements were added by the bible-thumping, hymnal-humping Warrens to put the fear of god into the thrusters propelling the trajectory of their divine mission.

The Brookfield, Conn., case was the biggest thing to happen to the pioneering paranormal team since The Amityville Horror. Arne Johnson and Debbie Glatzel appear to be the perfect couple. They are normal, upwardly mobile, and community minded. He’s a tree surgeon described as an all-American kid. She’s a dog groomer. She doesn’t specialize in the hounds of hell, but when the murders happen, it is on the grounds of a kennel.

In the summer of 1980, the pair found a dream house in the woods near where they live. While fixing it up, Debbie’s younger brother David is alone in a room. He feels something push him onto a bed. He sees an old man with pointed ears, jagged teeth and black eyes, in a torn plaid shirt and blue jeans, and hears him say “Beware.” Because demons always give advance notice.

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David continues to see the man, and on consequent visions remembers the skin as burned and black looking, and the feet resembling a deer’s cloven hooves. David has episodes which get more violent, abusive, and dangerous. His mother Judy Glatzel had heard about the Warrens, and thinking it’s simply a ghost, brings them into her home in Monroe, Conn. Ed and Lorraine don’t take long to pronounce the visions as inhuman and evil. The wandering demonologists hear tales about a talking toy dinosaur, witness David levitate, and predict an as-yet-uncommitted murder.

The killing, when it finally happens, is traced to the final “exorcism,” when Arne challenged the demon to leave David’s body and enter his own. “Take me on instead of him,” Johnson commanded the demons during the heat of the cosmic battle. He gets flak for the obvious social gaff, but the next morning, everything is fine. The sun is shining. Some birds are chirping. The Glatzels are able to breathe rather than pant and gasp. No one appears to have black sludge behind their eyelids. But Lorraine Warren will have none of that. She scolds Arne until he believes he’s the devil himself.

Five months later, Johnson pulls a five-inch buck knife and stabs his landlord, Alan Bono, to death. The witnesses remember Arne sounding “like the Hulk,” and the music was too loud. Arne later claims to have no recollection of the incident, but does recall the volume of Bono’s stereo. While it may be true Arne Johnson was possessed, the Warrens made the possession religious, and the suggestion made Johnson vulnerable. Their pronouncement, after calling in anyone they could find with a turned-around collar, was a curse as powerful as any left-hand pathology.

Ed and Lorraine Warren, who are fairly nonplussed by the supernatural, nonchalantly blame the killing on the Evil One, or the Father of Lies, which the family affectionately calls “The Beast,” which entered Arne and twisted his very features into that of a madman. In a more recent interview, Joe Lamarelli, the Brookfield Police Department Patrolman who was the first on the scene, says Arne “was no Charles Manson.” But when he calls dispatch for backup the devil gets his due.

Lorraine called the Brookfield police four months before the murder to warn about upcoming problems, and is the one to make call the day after the murder to say Arne was possessed. In interview after interview, Lorraine, family members, and clergy say they could see it in his eyes. Arne could not be guilty of murder. They always knew he was innocent, even when he’s found guilty of manslaughter and sentenced from 10 to 20 years.

But we get ahead of ourselves. This is by design, because, after all the buildup, horror and suspense, the media circus and People magazine, the point of the documentary goes by so fast, we almost miss it. The documentary even throws in vague recollections of overheard rumors of “bad things happening to jurors,” like family members getting hit by cars to prolong the inevitable. The Warrens use the lord’s name many times over the course of the Shock Doc, but ultimately always in vain.

All of the movies based on Warren investigations bear the “based on a real story” seal. But the very premise that the “devil made me do it” case was the first demonic defense used at trial is a stretch. The defendant’s lawyer changed the plea before the judge finished rolling his eyes. The Warrens never got to swear on a Bible in court.

Shock Docs: The Devil Made Me Do It sticks to the ghost stories which make horror movies like The Conjuring 3 sustain life. The events leading up to the murder are breathlessly told. The narration is filled with surprised gravitas as each unbelievable layer unfolds. The dramatic recreations segue organically between archival footage and talking head recollections. But it is only one side of the drama. Did the most famous supernatural investigators play fast and loose with the rosaries? Did they spike or water down the Holy Water? Only the Warrens’ agents at the William Morris Agency know for sure. The devil is not the personification of evil, as Lorraine explains. But the face of Satanic Panic continues to serve as a muse for the masters.

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the-poet-of-excellence-blog · 6 years ago

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Vatican City and Catholicism

The construction of the Basilica over Saint Peter’s Grave in the

Fourth Century AD.

This was the foundation of the Vatican,

And no one goes to Heaven unless they can be on their best behavior

To greet Saint Peter.

Embracing Christianity with the edict of Milan,

Emperor Constantine erected the Basilica over Saint Peter’s tomb beginning

In the year 324.

The Basilica of Saint Peter was abandoned following the move of the papal

Court

To France in 1309. The Church returned to Rome in 1377,

And off the banks of the Tiber river they ruled over Catholicism

Until it never fell.

There was a marshy region known as Ager Vaticanus during the Roman empire,

Which was populated by villas and a circus built

In the gardens by the Mother of Emperor Caligula.

Rome never fell, with the Vatican’s system of Mystery Religion, and there are

Occult doctrines still taught to the highest initiates and brothers

Beyond the New Testament.

My Father and Brother visited the Vatican to see the museum,

And I hope, despite my heresy against Catholicism,

That they continue to teach the World religion in a way that is the

Least

Harmful.

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Why did Pilate agree to have Jesus crucified?

COMMENTARY:

It’s useful to remember that you are getting four different Roman perspectives on the Passion of the Christ from inside the wall of the Jerusalem Praetorium, which is in diplomatic quarantine inside of Herod’s Jerusalem Palace. In addition, the Jews consider it unclean, generally, and at this time of the Passover, especially to be avoided. Herod, being a Sovereign and above the law of the Torah and Jewish secular courts, probably avoided visiting the Roman section and accepted their prescence in His presence as a price of doing business of being a king, but there were all sorts of hoops an embassy from any provence had to go through. Universally, this was true then and one of the reasons why Donald’s visit with QEII was tres de classe.

Thomas Jefferson refused to bow to any royalty, as an expression American exceptionalism. Jefferson was living on stolen valor at this particular moment because, like Trump and most of the crypto-Nazi assholes like John Bolton, Bill O’Reilly and Richard “Dick” Cheney, America’s favorite war criminal, Jefferson had other priorities than military service but loved to talk tough in a “Revolutionary Firebrand” kind of way.

It’s worth remembering that Jefferson was in a virtual exhile in Paris while the US Constitution was being hammered out. The soldiers that had actually fought the war didn’t want his dillitante ass in the room. Anything Jefferson wrote in the Federalist Papers was as close as he would get to the actual construction of the US Constitution. If you listen, you will tend to find that southern white politicians tend to revere Jefferson above all other of the Signers of the Declaration of Independence because Jefferson didn’t sell them a pig-in-a-poke with the iron-clad nature of the US Contitution established as settle law at Appomattox, which is why Newt Gingrich has based his career message on reversing the outcome of Appomattox.

But that’s another story. The point is, if you follow anything associated with the British Royal Family, now that Sally Hemings is established as a Lady of the Realm and Consort to a Crown Prince, you are familiar with diplomatic niceties. Kings had to talk to Kings and that, in the case of Rome, Pilate represented the Empire and had absolute right of access but it was in Rome’s interests to generally let the locals run the local economy, taxes defining the essential interest. In the economics of Jesus, the tax relationship of Rome to Palestine is a stark example of the Tory Socialism of Reaganomics as it defines the relationship of the GOP Deep State to the American middle class.

And this is my way of establishing the cultural context of the four different accounts of the moment Jesus is remanded by the Jewish powers that be in Jerusalem to the desk sergeant at the entrance to the Praetorium where somewhere between 800 and 2000 Roman soldiers were in the house to defend the house and as a quick reaction force to quell any insurgency that might bubble up with the general agitation of Passover, which was not unlike Spring Break at Daytona or the Vatican for the Pope’s Easter Mass.

This particular garrison was part of the Roman order of battle in Caesarea, which collected Morning Reports from 2 legions based in the region to police the trade routes crossing the African land bridge. As Newt Gingrich would observe, a “choke point”. And this battalion reflected the garrison nature of these two legions, which is to say, they were bloated by design with people. Like the modern Army division, the legion was the smallest unit that could be designed to operate independently. In this case, Caesarea was Roman seat of government, and these two heavy legions reflected the Roman intention to stay.

In comparison, Julius Caesar stripped out all tha ash and trash, cooks, clerks and jerks out of the legions he employed in his campaigns and just kept the lean and the mean. His manpower on the hoof was as small as 4000 lances, but they were the hard core of the hard corps. The legions in Palestine were more like Ringling Brothers circus on the march because they really didn’t have to march all that far most of the time.

And, at that moment, the balance of the two legions was deployed in a seige configuration around Jerusalem as crowd control. Eventually, at Passover in 70, this exact contigency would obtain, with Jerusalem swollen with useless mouths and three legions of seriously pissed off Romans behind a wall they erected to keep those useless mouths bottled up until the Romans could break in and slaughter everything th

That’s the frame of reference of whoever wrote the four versions of what went on inside this Latin speaking military community. If you have ever been in the Navy as a Marine or soldier on a ship that become home for a couple of months, you have a fair idea of the Roman military experience inside that Praetorium. If you have ever been on a Royal Carribean cruise ship with as a training workshop as a deliberate learning community, the boundaries that exist between you and the crew doesn’t exist inside the Praetorium or the Navy ship. There is a constant 360 degree awareness of Command, no matter how distant, in the Praetorium and the Navy ship you can’t capture as a civilian.

The Gospel of Mark is an intelligence report from the equivalent to the Command Sergeant Major and Chief of Staff to Pilate in Palesting to the intelligence headquarters in the Praetorian Guard in Rome and Mark 15 is almost entirely Roman content. Among other things, there isn’t much of the 1st Century, Second Temple Jewish theology N.T. Wright focuses on. My premise is that Cornelius, the centurion featured in Acts 10, is the author and that he wrote Mark immediately after his debriefing of Peter in that interview for immediate dispersal to Rome. The time-line of Mark is probably the literal sequence of events, with the various intelligence raw intelligence recorded and filed by a date-time method similar to the modern military filing system. The more you read about the Romans, the more they sound like the Old Guard at Ft. Myers going about their business.

So, that’s part of the answer to the question. The most popular current portrait of Pilate by everybody is that Pilate was a brutal monster based on the historical details and the various political and/or ideological purposes to characterize him in that manner.

The fact is, that portrait isn’t supported by the four gospel accounts, which isn’t particularly complimentary but mostly business like: as far as it goes, Pilate, from the perspective of the people around him (including his own contribution to the narratives, especially in John) is pretty standard issue Roman military governor and, based on his tenure at Palestine, a competent commander from Tiberius’s perspective.

The Gospel accounts occur in 33 CE. There is a debate between 30 and 33 in terms of the astronomy of the Passover. Gary Habermas uses 30, and I’m inclined to think it’s just a convenience for him than a conviction: the early chapters of Acts can seem a bit more likely in terms of the time spans 30 allows, while 33 compresses those developments into a time line that’s squishy, especially in terms of Paul’s transition from Saul in Araby. But Habermas’s own scholarship tends to support exactly the sort of explosive series of events between the Acension of Jesus and Chapter 10. It is really Luke’s Scientific Wild Ass Guess of what happened when. Paul is really in the wind until Barnabus begins to rehabilitate Paul’s role in the Jesus movement.

In addition, there is a blood moon lunar eclipse in 33 that is referernced in the Gospels, but, for me, the most imporant factor is that Tiberius discovered the Seganus plot in 31 and excutes what might have been a bottle neck in the intelligence coming out of Palestine about anything before 31.

We know from Tertullian’s Apology that Tiberius received an intelligence report about Jesus before 36 and proposed to the Senate to elevate Jesus to a legal deity status based on that intelligence report. The Senate rejected the proposal, but one of the things that resulted was the introduction of the category of “christians” nominated by the Roman soldiers on the ground in Palestine. This is to say that, sometime between 33 and 36, the year Tiberius died and Pilate was recalled probably because of a change of administration as opposed to dissatisfaction in his performance, the term “christian” enters the Roman idiom in Rome but it doesn’t show up in the actual Christian literature until it bubbles up in Antioch, a very cosmopolitan city similar to Tel Aviv: on the coast with considerable commerce and social intercourse with Rome.

For various reasons, the intelligence on Jesus’ resurrection would have been transmitted to Rome but it might not have been transmitted to Tiberius while Sejanus was running the Praetorian Guard, which he has extensively reforutmed and enhanced as Tiberius’ proxy in Rome. But, being dead in 33, he couldn’t interrupt the flow of intelligence, which is how the term “Christian” got to Antioch.

And the events in Palestine occur after the purge Tiberius implemented to scrub out Sejanus’ co-conspiritors. Roman politics was very much the blood politics of the American crime families of the Capone to Gotti era and Pilate was still running Palestine two years after the long knives.

I think Tiberius discovered that there was a great deal of social discontent and agitation throughout his Empire: in 40, after Tiberius had died, Philo of Alexandria conducted an embassy to Rome to present the Jewish side of the issue the Greeks had with the Jewish dispensation for worship.

I think that the initial intelligence report Tiberius received from Palestine about Jesus indicated that the residue of Jesus’ ministry, which had become super-charged by the resurrection not only among His followers, but by the Roman soldiers who were directly involved in the totally unexpected consequence of resurrection, had gone viral, number one: the story of Jesus would have gone through the Roman legions like grass through a goose. Soldiers are naturally superstitious, anyway, and here was some very big magic; and, number two, the social impact of Jesus on the social unrest in the Galilee was worth preserving as a national security issue. Which is why Tiberius took his proposal to the Senate.

But Tiberius was aware of this problem before Jesus was executed as a result of regaining control of his intelligence feed. Tiberius knew he had serious problems and the speculation in various commentaries is that he instructed Pilate to bend over backwards to accommodate the powers that be in Jerusalem. Pilate had blotted his copy book a couple of times dealing with Jewish impertinence and had to back down.

So, the short answer to the question is that Pilate didn’t agree to crucify Jesus: he was backed into a corner by orders from Rome to accomodate the Jews, the insistence of the Jews for Jesus’ crucifixion and the leverage the Jews had on his gonads, personally, as an individual.

It is also useful to remember that, not only are these largely Roman accounts of what happened inside the walls of the Praetorian, but they are recalled in the spiritual residue of the reality of the resurrection, itself. The Romans didn’t have any idea what they were dealing with: Cornelius had a relationship with the Capernaum synagogue and knew as much about Judaism as anyone in Pilate’s command and he, Cornelius, had the personal experience of petitioning Jesus, successfully, on behalf of one of his household, but it was a relationship conducted at the distance of his foreskin and a tourist’s understanding of the myteries and traditions of the Jewish cultural tapestry. He was the Roman expert on the Jews, but he had never been to a Seder and the whole Apocalypse context didn’t add up, before the fact, to somebody getting the crap kicked out of them, nailed to a tree, stabbed in the side and left for dead running for king of the world three days later.

Christianity exists because of the Roman soldiers who killed Him, fair and square, and then tried to understand what happened as a valuable military asset. One of my favorite moments in the Gospels is Mark 15:39

And when the centurion, which stood over against him, saw that he so cried out, and gave up the ghost, he said, Truly this man was the Son of God.

It is useful to recognize that much of what is said in the Bible is an interpolation of an emotional response to events in the manner of the Romantic Ideal expressed by Coleridge of moments of great emotion recalled in tranquility.

That’s the case of the centurion’s recorded thoughts, but his initial reponse, the one that his Pucker Factor expressed, was “Oops!”

In the profession of arms as practiced by the Romans at the time, where dying by the sword was the only compensation for fucking up in a military manner, killing God was somewhat fraught. The version we have of Pilate’s complicity in the crucifixion of Jesus could be purely CYA.

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2017-09(SEP)-09--Saturday (later afternoon in hell).

Oh dear......here we go AGAIN......MORE resurrection of old news in the NEWS and keeping all on the same keel of unbalance.......

IN the NEWS is a story about the church in New Zealand that was heavily damaged in an earthquake there several years ago. And stangely, all of a suden the're NOW, 6 years later apparently, going to start rebuilding and fixing it all up to it's former glory.

Funny that eh?

It just slots in to the schedule of NEWS along with all the other stuff.

Did they decide to do it a few years after it was damaged since it was such a 'much loved' and tourist profitable structure? - Nope. Gotta wait until it's scheduled along with all the rest of the shit that was going on at that time when it occured. - Lets wait until 10 years has passed? Nope. Gotta do it a bit later now to slot-in with everything else that's scheduled.

Next up.....a jet plane will go missing and crash. Then another. Then maybe the 3rd. - That's always good to distract people. And it all ties everything in to the schedule just as before.

Nuclear power will be shown to not only to be 'safe'...but 'safer' than anyone thought possible....but at a monetary cost.....

How about terrorists striking somewhere? - That always garners a whole raft of things. And it spawn other incidents apparently, anywhere in the world.

Gotta have an earthquake.......that's always works for them.....

How about a shipping disaster? - Or a train disaster? - Or a food poisoning disaster? - Or perhaps a kidnapping? - Or global environmental imminence of death and destruction but only within the solevable realms they frame and can supply but as always it's going to be in the future and take a whole lotta money....always lotta money....

Speaking of money......lets get rid of money they'll all pronounce as a means to 'fix everything'. - Instead of EVERYONE on the entire planet having a "universal living wage" regardless if you work or not, nope, they'll cut THAT down to size and present it as being feasible but ONLY as long as it's all done how THEY want it to be done...but then money goes missing and the usual wealthy get more wealthier whilst people suffer and have no money at all since they'll have decided the world still isn't ready for any of that utopian stuff yet.

How about a plane disaster into an urban environment? - That's always handy and generates fear from death-from-above at any time. Ditto for a train disaater. Ditto for a truck disaster.

How about terrorists (plain packaged) obtaining the means of trucks or whatever to deliver disaster in unsuspecting areas? - Haven't quite had THAT happen yet for awhile. -- Maybe a mini-sub with a nuke in it?

What about ebola? - Now there's a disease that strikes fear everywhere that even when traced back to where it came from the facts were quickly swallowed up in bullshit and crap in the 'NEWS'.....until it reaches a point they want it to be at and everyone forgets about any of the revealed facts.

It's so clever to have no memory......it's a fashion.

Why not have product-recalls? - They're good with inventing those to suddenly come up and create fear especially when they claim they had no knowledge of anything beforhand about anything. Especially the ones paid very very well who's jobs it is to know exactly all that. But they'll be just overlooked.

How about local-food scares? - Milk scares? - Home appliances scares? - Maybe electric blanket scares being used as terrorist weapons of mass destruction.

Perhaps next up is terrorist hijacked hot-air balloon, then used to rain down death and destruction below, until it's shot down because somehow the terrorists never thought about that might happen to them in the balloon.....

But never mind....lets have a British Royal Wedding. Slot that into the mix. Add some social unrest, social violence upon the social public in some way since they're so good at fomenting that and getting away with it always.

Poor dear Princess Diana will be dragged into the limelight again. And THAT is already happening in the UK.

And lets have reports of UFO's...lots of those....lurking all about, wandering all about, nobody has any proper footage of anything and so it's as always washed away and discounted....and yet it keeps happening....just as long as it's all controlled........

All this shit has happened before....and it's happening again.

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And to portray the criminal abo's as harmless, helpless, ALWAYS INNOCENT, especially when they are most certainly not, all that is once again being shoved down everyones throats......

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2017-09-09/nt-government-considers-law-reform-publishing-childrens-details/8888568

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But lets defuse everything ONCE AGAIN by having ANOTHER media frenzy of bullshit about Muslim burka stuff in Australia........

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2017-09-09/joyce-slaps-down-burka-ban-push-citing-trade-relations/8888806

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And lets have the current (very wealthy) political leader of Australia decry anyone who dares to do any bad-mouthing of fracking, and that fracking should be wholeheartedly embraced to 'save us'....because in Australia we're all about to run out of electricity...AGAIN.....they said so for the last several days in the NEWS...how timely eh? -- And anyway he spouts, it'll be 'good for the economy'....just as they always say. And as a conslation prize for allowing fracking, he says that there'll be LOTS of gas to use too. - What a visionary....(NOT). - So everyone is NOT to complain about any fracking.

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2017-09-09/malcolm-turnbull-slams-labor-in-nt-over-energy-policy-fracking/8888846

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Of course there's always the ol' standby North Korea unpredictability. That's ALWAYS worth a LOT of NEWS coverage and opnions and talking points and 'experts'.....

Let's have an imminent threat of death announced by North Korea....and then surprise, surprise....along comes the USA with a cavalry of roped-in other countries to do the work or mounting and instituting yet another major war.....a terrible war.....

The USA loves wars just as long as they're always somewhere else.

If any temporary damage to financial interests occurs, no problems, it was all part of the secret long-range plans. And surprise, surprise....it's the USA to the rescue again.....for a price.....and colonisation.......

Coca Cola........why not have birth control built right into the drink? - It would be the proud American way.

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But lets have a standard ultra-long drawn-out media circus of all things poltical in Australia that doesn't mean shit.

And why not have prescibed political 'demons' to crucify? - That always works for them.

Same old, same old, shit.

EVERYTHING ALWAYS THE SAME, RE-SCHEDULED TO SLOT IN WITH EVERYTHING ELSE ON SCHEDULE.......

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Speaking of earthquakes......apparently Mexico has now been hit. - Coincidental that eh?

Oh, I almost forgot......they all love to have tidal waves and devastation too. Gotta have that.

And as always, all that shit would want to have hits upon the places they want it to hit.

I guess they can always fly-in an randy ex-president to sweet-talk them into any old bullshit too. Maybe fly-in some film stars in addition. Why not shoot some TV commercials whilst they're at it all and make even more money.....

Maybe they could do it all with a big ship instead of planes. Then the media could go ape-shit about 'the love boat' angle......show it everywhere and utterly trivialise it all with 'The Love Boat' music and clips.....

The ship could be accompanied by miltary ships, to be stated as purely for 'helping' of course......as always.....

Add-in a medical incident amongst all that........

It's all be done before, and it can all be done again.....

And lets's somewhere slot-in some Vatican announcements or proclamations.......

And lets inundate everything with "Let's just all get along.', statements, as they bomb and kill and shoot everyone everywhere.

Australia is very much a part of that too. It's part of what they have to do....buy USA armamnets and stuff, and then use them how the USA wants Australia to use the stuff for them. THAT'S all happened before, is still happening, and continues to happen. (whilst the Australian population is distrated and the population all think Australia is not doing ANYTHING bad anywhere in the world.......)

Oops, almost forgot......gotta have captured evil terrorists still imprisoned (but long ago forgotten about), to be thrust back into the NEWS in some way. - Might as well have some Cuba related NEWS as well. (randy USA ex-president has a holiday in Cuba perhaps?)

And lets not forget the terrible situation of innocent people being the victims in all his shit, who are trying to live but who have to flee for their lives, and so put their lives a risk but with a chance of a future. A future that has been decided for them long ago. Even if it most certainly has been decided will result in their deaths.

Oh! - There's always that missing jet airliner plane that disappeared YEARS AGO and some experts DEMANDED that a search area be established in the vast ocean far off the coast of Western Australia despite others saying they were looking in the completely opposite direction.... - THAT'S been in the NEWS AGAIN lately. With surprise, surprise....apparently evidence of the craft itself being found and forwarded to others for investigation, only to have ANYONE (SEVERAL) involved with ANY of that to be mysterioulsy murdered in several places in the world. --- MORE shit to make people uncertain and kept off-balance and frightened and never knowing anything.

A randy very wealthy USA ex-presidente could easily be used to make people forget about it all again. - Why not have him host an appealathon to raise money for the needy, with a suitable unknown amount spirited away never to be known about vanishnig.

An election somewhere....with the election being found out (or heavily suspected) to be rigged (as usual)........there's always a lot of mileage in that all that shit.....

An election with a 'tied' vote? - Nope, already had that recently. For the umpteenth time...in various countries......but it's forever useful and makes people falsley believe they actually control who wins any election..but ONLY if THE PEOPLE strive to vote. - What a laugh. Vote all you like. And the results still go the way that its been decided previously upon.

Lets have MORE anti-european sentiment heped up........ala Hitler.....he was such a poor controller when compare to the USA and others. Forment a LOT of anti-european shit......the UK is well the throes of all that. And the USA HATEs Europe and all other countries that try to defy the USA in any way. -- A limited nuclear war or major nuclear incident perhaps in the offing against innocents yet again? The USA if good at doing that.

And let's have yet ANOTHER announcement of alien life found in outer space.....but it won't be certain and it'll all just fizzle out as always, and they'll say it's so far away that they can't figure anything out anyway. (despite them just having made the grand announcement) -- EVERYTHING designed to be exactly as it's always been........

Wealthy USA ex-presidente to the rescue to distract.......and make money out of it all......

If you're wealthy and buy your own private island, you can stay there until it's decided to use you for whatever means they've previoulsy decided.......

Whilst everyone berates the current clown USA president YET AGAIN...STILL.....whilst others champion him and would die to protect him.....and do......WARS OF DISTRACTION.......in the offing and mused about as being good for everyone and 'good for America!'.........

Poisonous food......poisonous fish....no problems....here's some pink artificial glop you can swill down.....they 'just' invented it but it looks like old polymer dent filler for cars.

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Meanwhile at this hellhole here...no rain.

There was a very loud POLICE siren heard nearby from an unmarked West Australian POLICE vehicle? when Sam & Max were outside for ablutions in the heat.

Out in the streets....abo's wandering aimlessly about...adult abo's, lurking about, wandering and looking all about into peoples yards they slowly passed.......

It must be Wagyl criminal-time once again........

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Dear Sam is wuffing and louldy crying in his sleep AGAIN......

P@17:00.- I love you dear Fliss and want to be with you. -- AND I HAVE A CONSTANT INTENSE HEADACHE THAT NOTHING ALLEVIATES. - IT'S HOT AT THIS HOVEL INSIDE. - CANNOT HAVE ANY WINDOWS OPEN BECAUSE OF THE WANDERING CRIMINALS. - Sam & Max are both having terrible nightmares as always EVERY TIME they sleep. They're wagging their tails in their sleep so very happy to see you, then they awaken, realise we're in HELL, go back to sleep, and have nightmares as always, just as I am always suffering without any breaks. They growl and bark in their sleep and they cry. -- But do you even care? - Did you ever care about Matey? - Did you ever care about Vespa? - Did you ever care about Basil? - Did you ever care about anyone or anything? - I KNOW I DID AND STILL DO. - I love you dear Fliss and want to be with you.

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alexbittermanntravelwriting · 7 years ago

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Blog #2 - A Short Weekend in Rome

Welcome to Rome, a city that is centrally located in Italy and serves as a hub for everything ranging from fashion to history to food. Rome was colonized almost 3,000 years ago and is currently third on the list of most visited European cities. A map of Rome can be somewhat confusing at first with its winding roads, but once you get a hang of the concentric circles that make it up you should have no problems. I’ve always been told Rome could not be seen in a weekend, but from a tourist’s perspective you can see almost everything you want. For this trip, you only have two full days in the city of Rome and to make the most out of your experience you need to narrow down what you’d like to see. Classic tourist sites, such as the Colosseum and the Trevi Fountain are a must, but so are the little hole-in-the wall restaurants you stumble upon without planning to- so leave some time in your schedule to get lost in the city

Night one begins with a late arrival to Roma Termini train station, Rome’s main location for train departures and arrivals. After gliding through the train station and out into the humid air you will wait in line for a white cab to take you to your Airbnb. Just a short car ride and 10 euros later you have arrived at Via Frattina, a walking-only street in the heart of the shopping district and just steps away from the Trevi Fountain and the Spanish Steps. An Airbnb near the Spanish Steps allows the freedom to walk or take an inexpensive cab to all famous tourist attractions and serves for great window shopping (because let’s face it a broke college student isn’t looking to drop thousands on a vintage Chanel handbag). A quick meeting with the owner of the apartment and a rundown of how everything works (we have AC! This is a must!) and you are out the door to look for someplace to have your first meal. Just a few blocks away from the apartment you stumble upon a little café and a host with a giant grin gracing his face shows you to your table. As the humidity is killing you, an unexpected breeze helps cut down on the heat – hooray, the sun is going down and a plate full of spinach and ricotta raviolis topped with red sauce arrives. You’ve made it.

This is it, your first full day in Rome but you won’t technically be spending it there. Friday should be reserved for viewing all of what Vatican City, home to the Pope, has to offer. Today’s activities begin with a two hour wait outside the Vatican Museum, which houses over 70,000 works of art collected by Popes over centuries but only displays about a third of the artwork for the public. A slew of tour guides speaking almost every language imaginable approach one by one attempting to sell tickets at a higher price to “skip the line.” The skip the line pass could potentially be beneficial if you’re short on time, but definitely not worth it otherwise. I am saved from the ticket vultures as I make friends with two young men in front of me in line. They are both traveling around the world, one for three months and the other for nine, I learn as we continue to move forward in line. Show your student ID to get a discounted ticket, just 8 euros to see thousands of years of history. You could spend hours in the Vatican Museum but the end goal is to make it to the Sistine Chapel, which houses enormously famous artwork, including The Creation of Adam and Dante’s Inferno. Absolutely no pictures are allowed in the Chapel and you must be quiet at all times. At this point you are probably hungry and you should skip the museum’s cafeteria and head somewhere else nearby before moving on to St. Peter’s Square and the Basilica.

With the blistering sun hanging above one’s head, you walk through St. Peter’s Square. This massive area houses two giant fountains that look cool enough to dive into. There are plentiful water spigots throughout the city of Rome to refill water bottles at; the water is cold and safe to drink. Welcome to another line to get into St. Peter’s Basilica, but do not fret this line moves at a rapid pace and has no entrance fee. This renowned piece of Renaissance architecture serves as one of the holiest Catholic shrines and is the burial site for St. Peter, one of Jesus’ many apostles. The church spared no expense in building such a beautiful church, as it’s famous dome can be seen rising high above other buildings when looking at the Rome skyline. After walking through the grand building and viewing both the Pieta and St. Peter’s burial site you’re off to the Vatican Post Office to send out postcards to friends and family. Here you can buy post cards with the places you just visited and stamps with the Pope’s face on them. Vatican City’s post office began shortly after it’s official founding in 1929 and since then they have been running their own mail service. Today, the Vatican’s post office is considered one of the best postal systems in the world.

At this point you’re ready for something refreshing and delicious before heading back to your Airbnb for a quick break, so you stop at a gelato shop (pick any of the hundreds lining the streets) and get your favorite flavor, and there are plenty to choose from. When your small siesta is through, you venture out once again seeking the Trevi Fountain. Just a few blocks from your home for the weekend is the Trevi Fountain with its glistening blue water and chiseled stonework. The Fountain collects around 3,000 euros every single day and all the money goes toward subsidizing supermarkets for Rome’s needy. Legend has it that one coin means you’ll return to Rome, two coins bring romance and three brings marriage; should one be so unlucky to visit the fountain and not throw anything in the fountain brings divorce and unhappiness. With your wish still playing through your head you continue your trek to the Pantheon. The Pantheon is probably Rome’s most well preserved monuments due to its continued use throughout history and was dedicated to all of the Roman gods. The massive dome in the center of the Pantheon and ornate marble floors make one wonder how the Romans built such a precise structure without the use of computers.

After your walk through the Pantheon, dinner time is drawing near and you head toward a family run restaurant in the heart of the “ghetto” of Rome. It is quite a trek to the restaurant by foot so I recommend a taxi but I made the trip myself and managed to work up a giant appetite along the way. As you approach the red ropes hanging from the entryway an elderly woman, no doubt the brains of the operation asks what you need. You make a quick reservation for two people at 8:00pm. As soon as the clock strikes 8pm you are right back at the front door patiently awaiting to be seated. The building is flooded with people, as every chair in the 28-seat restaurant is filled and you’re touching elbows with the stranger next to you. The server hands you a handwritten menu in only Italian and that’s when you realize your meal will be spectacular. Begin your meal with a fried artichoke, the flavor is unbelievable, followed by either the gnocchi with basil tomato sauce or meat and cheese stuffed zucchini blossoms- either way you cannot go wrong. Filled to the brim with rustic Italian cuisine, your server asks if you’d like dessert. Do not pass up this offer. The panna cotta with dark cherry sauce drizzled on and around the plate is absolutely to die for. Your check should be no more than twenty euros total unless you splurged a little more and got a couple glasses of wine, as Sora Margherita is famous for the relatively low check average. With your belly full of food and your mind drunk on all the historical sights you’ve seen today you head home, ready to seize the day tomorrow.

It is Saturday, and you are finally awake and ready to go at around lunch time. Oddly enough you are headed back toward Vatican City for lunch today with your final destination being Pizzarium Bonci. This restaurant, located in a very residential area, makes crazy pizza combinations sold by the weight so you can try a variety of different slices without the commitment to one flavor profile. You’re feeling adventurous so you opt for three completely different slices of pizza; one with original tomato sauce and fresh mozzarella sprinkled over the top, a slice dedicated to the mushroom lover as it is piled high with different types of mushrooms and finally a spinach, peanut and steak slice. All the bread is fresh ciabatta bread that makes a lovely crunch as the women behind the counter cut the exact size slice you want with a pair of scissors and an offset spatula. Once you are finished selecting your slices they are thrown in the oven to be quickly heated and passed back for you to enjoy. The flavors are unreal as you stand outside at the many tables littered in front of the small shop savoring the last few moments spent at Bonci.

With a belly full of pizza you take a quick cab ride to the Roman Forum to buy tickets. If you buy your tickets around midafternoon from the Roman Forum instead of at the actual Colosseum there is no line because the Colosseum is a more popular starting point. The Roman Forum goes on for what seems like forever. It was the center of Roman public life for centuries, housing areas for public speeches, criminal trials, and so much more. You ascend up the steep path to Palatine Hill which looks down upon both the Roman Forum on one side and Circus Maximus on the other. After taking in the view—and its spectacular-- you are headed to the Colosseum. The Colosseum does not disappoint. Made entirely of concrete and sand, the Colosseum could house anywhere from fifty to eighty thousand spectators at once for gladiatorial contests, public spectacles, and many more activities. Walking around the Colosseum will leave you truly breathless, whether it be from the scale of the place or the trek up the stairs to the second level.

After such a fast paced two days in the city of Rome it is time for some leisure right near your apartment. A walk back toward to Trevi Fountain brings you to a gelato shop you had your eyes on the day before, Venchi. Venchi is fancy to say the least, from the gold accents to the giant chocolate wall behind the gelato freezers. Willy Wonka would be in heaven. A line out the door is well worth it once you take your first lick of the delicious, creamy substance. Venchi takes another step by freshly coating the top of their cones with chocolate before scooping the gelato into it and they even offer more chocolate to be placed at the bottom of the cone or atop the gelato. There are many Venchi’s around Rome, but you must visit the one by the Trevi Fountain as it is the only one with the rich chocolate running down the walls. You continue to walk along the alleyways and stumble in and out of stores looking for anything authentic to bring home with you. You stumble upon a pasta shop that contains every pasta imaginable, even pasta infused with things like black truffles and orange flavor. This is perfect as you will be able to try and replicate an Italian meal once returning home. After shopping you set out once again to find food for your last night in the city.

Just a few blocks away from your apartment is this quaint little restaurant called “Life.” Here is where you choose to have your last supper. In an effort to go all out for your last night in Rome you order a glass of Prosecco and the lobster linguine with blistered cherry tomatoes. Like all the meals you’ve had so far in Italy, the flavors are heavenly as you enjoy great conversation and food with your travel buddy. My favorite part of the meal comes around as I order chocolate mousse with large chocolate disks, raspberries and a crunchy cookie for dessert. I end the night with a full belly in this great city, not ready to get on a train and leave back to my home away from home the next day.

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kenyonexeter-blog · 8 years ago

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These are not all true. Some things I remember that did not happen. Some things happened that I do not remember. Some things I intentionally left out. Some things I simply made up because they tell a better story.

April 1. The day after classes end. I am tired. I know I should get some progress done on my essays before my mom arrives, but I’m worn out by two books a week, by Saturday daytrips, by the whole thing. I lie on my bed and play Solitaire on my phone. Thankfully, I encounter zero April Fool’s jokes.

April 2. I hope my mom has gotten on a train. The texts are brief and inconsistent. I do laundry. The sun is low in the sky when she arrives. She has forgotten her ticket and makes faces of embarrassment through the gate. An attendant must let her through.

I ask if she wants to eat out with my friends and am surprised when she says yes. Emma and Rebecca she’s met before. Zack she has not. We have dinner at Tyepyedong and drink beer.

“That Zack,” she tells me as we leave. “He’s a character.”

“He sure is.”

April 3. My mom says, “All I wanted was to see your face, so I’m satisfied now; I could go home.”

She says, “I just want to do one fun thing per day.”

We don’t do one fun thing per day. I write my essay and I pack. She goes for a walk.

April 4. I continue to write my essay. I continue to pack. She goes on more walks.

April 5. I finish my essay and we take a train to Bath in the afternoon. We haul our suitcases up to the Circus. Everything is gorgeous beige stone and columns. Three huge trees shade a grassy circle and cars drive in arcs and we pull our suitcases in arcs.

We walk along the Royal Crescent. Later, we watch an adaptation of Persuasion and Anne walks along the Royal Crescent.

April 6. We visit the Roman Baths. I wasn’t that excited going in. The Romans were too good to be interesting, too good at building and fighting and civilization in general. I’ve always cared more about the Scythians and the Carthaginians and the Apachi, who get less credit—but credit where credit is due, the baths were amazing. Ceaselessly, the water pours into the pool and steam hovers just an inch off the surface. Off the central pool are smaller chambers—tepidarium, caldarium. The bricks are still there that held up the floor. The engineering makes sense. I wonder if I could have dreamt it up two thousand years ago without my generational knowledge.

I register for classes in a cafe down the block from the hotel. I get everything I wanted. I change my

mind about what I want and sign up for a programming class. It will be good for me.

We’re three for three with sunny days and everyone sits outside besides one young woman and myself. I order a second coffee from the barista who has a blonde ponytail and seems to genuinely enjoy her work. A middle aged woman enters the cafe.

“I would like a tub of coleslaw,” the woman says.

“Um,” the barista says. “What was that?”

“A tub of coleslaw.”

The barista looks around her, as if double checking for tubs of coleslaw previously unnoticed. “I don’t think we serve coleslaw here. I’m sorry.”

The woman leaves. The barista, the other customer, and I look at each other. We crack up.

April 7. My mom and I decide to visit Prior Park before we head to London. We spend twenty minutes trying to figure out the logistics of getting to the park and what do with the luggage, should we leave it? Should we bring it? Should we store it at the train station? I’m frustrated, and I just want to go.

“It’s only forty minutes. We can walk.” So we do.

It’s a long walk, uphill along a highway. I start to think I’ve made a mistake, but I’m determined to enjoy myself, so I comment on the beauty of the trees, of the walls, of the buildings, and the more I point them out the more I notice them. I’m winded when we get there, and we discover that the route through the park is all downhill, and there’s an exit at the bottom. I have the distinct feeling of having averted disaster.

It’s beautiful. Neoclassical architecture casts its shadow down a sloping grassy hill. Unmanicured trees and bushes tumble in at the sides and a bridge at the bottom arcs over a pond with no more purpose than ornamentation. I’m reminded distinctly of Schönbrunn in Vienna, but here, the main building is at the top and the whole thing has more of a casual air, like this gorgeous stretch of land was always here, just like this.

We find a swing. I sit and my mom pushes me. My legs are too long and my feet make ruts in the earth.

There’s a teahouse at the bottom of the hill. We order a tea and sit in the shade. We watch a duck swim past in the pond carrying a stick twice as long as its body.

We take a taxi to the hotel, a taxi to the train station, a train to London, and the underground to our next hotel. We see Les Miserables at the Queens Theatre. I cry.

April 8. My mom leaves for Heathrow. I work on my second essay.

April 9. I work on my essay.

April 10. I work on my essay.

April 11. I wake up at 4:15, gather my stuff, and walk to Russell Square Station. The entrance is barred off accept for a narrow opening at the side. I squeeze in and ask the attendant if the station is closed.

He says, “You can’t be in here.”

I says, “I checked online. I thought Piccadilly ran at night.”

He says, “You have to leave.”

I say, “Is the whole Piccadilly line closed, or just this station?”

He says, “It’s closed. I have to lock this place up.”

I say, “Excuse me. Is the whole Piccadilly line closed, or just this station?”

He says, “The line doesn’t run until 5:30.”

I say, “I have to get to the airport.”

He says, “It doesn’t run until 5:30.”

I say, “I can’t wait that long. How do I get to Heathrow?”

He says, “I don’t know. Take a cab?”

By some miracle, I make it to my plane to Pisa, and from Pisa to Florence. A family—not my own, but the next best thing—is waiting for me: my best friend since birth, her brother, her sister-in-law; and her parents. We eat pasta.

April 12. Florence has turned sour in my memory. I’d been in December and in the months following the city became two things: stone and fear. The city is still the same stone maze I remembered, beige and endless without a single plant to be seen, but I forgot the beauty of the Duomo, the texture of the streets, and the lovely surprise of an architectural marvel behind every corner.

My trip to Italy was my first visit to a country where I didn’t speak the language since my Mexico visit when I was eight, and as we—Rebecca, Melissa, and I—walked through the leather market and the vendors shouted at us, I was scared. Scared of the alienness of the culture I’d found myself submerged in. I’m used to the quiet. I’m used to strangers keeping to themselves.

On this visit, I expect the culture shock and I roll with it. The experience is much more enjoyable.

April 13. Cinque Terre. The towns are nestled into the folds between hills before they plunge into the sea, buildings stacked on top of each other, cliffs ribbed with terraces for growing grapes. The sea plunges against the rock and we move from town to town, sometimes by train, sometimes by boat, and once, we hike. It’s a long hike, stairs straight up the mountain and stairs straight down. I need to remind myself to stop, to look at the sea.

I feel exuberant. The sun is out and the wind is blowing. My legs are aching, but they haven’t failed me yet. I remember that I am young, I am strong, and the world is beautiful.

We drink wine. We buy a paper cone stuffed with fried anchovies, squid, white fish, and shrimp and we pass it between us. When we return to our AirBnB in Florence, I go straight to bed and I fall asleep immediately.

April 14. My friend’s parent’s leave for the States. She, her brother, her sister-in-law, and I take a train to Venice.

Water. I never truly conceptualized Venice before. I imagined it as a city with water, but what it truly is, is water with a city.

April 15. Multi-color buildings rise straight from the water. Narrow alleys open up onto packed streets or dead-end into canals. I love the bridges that are only a matter of course and the courtyards tucked away where you will find them once and never again. I love the porches that open up onto water where anyone with a boat may pull up to the steps, and I love the bridges that arch straight into front doors.

I buy cheap wine with my friend and we wander the city after dark, quiet and empty when the sun goes down.

April 16. Easter. I eat chocolate eggs that don’t quite make up for the fact that I’m far away from home. Easter is a big thing in my family. We all get together in Berkeley, eat quiche and chocolate, and celebrate. I haven’t made it back for four years, because Ohio’s too far away and Europe is even farther.

We go to Murano, the glass-blowing island. I break a glass cross in a shop and can’t shake the feeling that it’s a bad omen.

April 17. The four of us go to Rome. I get some work done on my essay on the train. I do a job interview and it goes very well. I do not get the job.

My friend and I go out to dinner with a friend of my friend and with that friend’s friends. All of them go to Smith College together and I keep up with the conversation a good seventy percent of the time, which I’ll count as a victory.

April 18. We take a tour of the Colosseum and the Roman Forum. I see the three columns that once were the Temple of Castor and Pollux, which I did a project on in Latin II. I take a photo, and my photo is like every photo of the columns one can find on Google. There’s only so many ways to

photograph three columns in a row.

I do a second job interview. It goes very badly. She says, she’s pretty sure they’re not going to hire people who can’t commit to the end of August; she knows I can’t. I wonder why she’s interviewing me then. My afternoon in Rome is lost. I do not get the job.

April 19. We tour the Vatican. Our tour guide tells us, if you spent sixty seconds looking at each piece of art in the museum, it would take you sixty years. The walls are lined with marble busts of dead men and dead women. The ceilings tell bible scenes. The floors follow geometric patterns in marble and occasionally boast papal crests. The artwork changes as we go: ancient, medieval, renaissance, Italian, Spanish, Dutch, tapestries, sculptures, paintings, Hercules of the Forum Boarium, the Laocoön, the School of Athens.

This is what I want to do, my friend tells me. Study something seemingly useless like Papal History and then take people on tours of the Vatican the rest of my life. If only I could do that and not live in Rome.

In a courtyard is a sculpture, bronze, huge, spherical, shattered at the side to reveal a smaller sphere inside. It’s called Sphere Within Sphere, our tour guide tells us and she points at the top of St. Peter’s Basilica. The diameter of the sphere is the same diameter of the sphere at the top of the dome. Gives you a sense of perspective. She climbs over the rope and places a hand on the sculpture. I’m not technically allowed to do this, she says. Sometimes the guards care, sometimes they don’t. She pushes on a cracked edge and walks, and as she walks the sphere begins to turn. She lets go and it rotates lazily around and around. Pretty cool, huh? she asks us.

My friend and I almost miss our train to Pisa. We have no change on us and the metro ticket machines don’t take bills. Or they won’t take our bills at least. But we do make it, after asking several people if they have change for a fiver and after I sprint out of the station, across the square, across the street, into a corner store, where I buy a bottle of water and I sprint back down. We make it to the train, and we make it to Pisa.

We’re right next to the train station and right next to the airport, which means we’re very far from town. We decide a taxi is worth it and spend the evening looking up at the Leaning Tower of Pisa in mild bemusement. It just looks so wrong, my friend says. I pictured it shorter, I say, or maybe fatter, yeah, I thought it was fatter.

April 20. My friend takes a train to Milan. I take a plane to England.

April 21. I unpack. I do laundry. I repack. I sleep.

April 22. All of the Kenyon crew (minus Fletcher, Isaiah, and of course Wendy) get on a plane to Dublin (and find Fletcher and Isaiah there). The city is a city like other cities. Cars. Buildings. Stoplights. Trash in the gutters. Men standing outside buildings with cigarettes hanging from slightly open lips.

“What do you think the Spirit of Dublin is?” I ask Zack.

He asks me to clarify.

“When you walk into New York, you’re in New York. Everything around you is New York. There’s no other place you could be. London has that too, I think. London is a city that knows what it is. And New Orleans, too. And Vienna. Not so much Rome, but without a doubt Florence and Venice have it. I’m not so sure about Los Angeles. I’m wondering, does Dublin have it? And if it does, what is it, the Spirit of Dublin?”

That night, we see Private Lives at the Gate Theatre. All of the comedy lands, and I enjoy myself quite a bit.

April 23. We visit Kilmainham Gaol, and I discover that “goal” is pronounced “jail.” I wonder how many times I’ve embarrassed myself with that one. The Goal is a building full up with other people’s emotions. I feel strange, a voyeur to the Irish struggle, and yet I cannot help but be moved. I read an eighteen year old’s last letter to his mother before his execution. “I’m dying a good Catholic,” he tells her. “I’m dying for my country.”

We see a one-man show called “Strolling with Ulysses” in which he recounts Joyce’s famous work. I can’t tell whether or not I hate the text or I hate the show. Maybe a little bit of both.

We all gather in my sitting room for the night, and each gathering feels like the One Last Gathering.

April 24. We go to Trinity College to see the Book of Kells. In a pavilion I see a familiar sculpture.

“This is Sphere Within Sphere,” our tour guide tells us. “There are fourteen across the world, including in Berkeley, California, in Des Moines, Iowa, in Tehran, New York, and the Vatican.”

I wondered if this one spun too.

We took a tour of the Guinness Warehouse, and we saw Waiting for Godot, which for years had been my go-to joke for pretentious theater, storytelling with no point, because as we all know, Godot never shows up. I didn’t expect to like it. I liked it a whole lot.

April 25. We take a ferry to the Aran Islands, to Inis Mor.

April 26. The bus driver stops to say hello with the people he sees on the road or by their doors. One local woman stops him (and by consequence us) to tell him it’s Curly Sue’s birthday. Today, she’s three.

He tells us about the island. Circular forts, two thousand years old. Escaped donkeys (“Looks like Charlie’s out!”). A trough with a curved angled stone that pours rainwater into a basin for the animals. The walls, dry stone, no mortar; the fields are thick with stones (limestone) and the have to go somewhere, so the whole island is crisscrossed with walls, and the height, the driver tells us, depends on the size of the field and the number of stones; the soil is only a few inches deep above the bedrock; some of the walls are built “like lace” (that’s how he says it, “like lace”) so that the wind blows right through and the blinding white clouds pour light through large gaps between ill-fit stones; some walls are

built two-deep, except for a few feet across where they let the animals through (“You won’t see many fates on this island,” he tells us. “They just knock it down and build it back up again.”). The wind is fierce here, and there aren’t many trees, just thick grass and hundreds of white and pink flowers, small as a penny, spilling color along the rocks. Church upon church with four walls, two peaking into steep triangles and open sky where the thatched roof used to be, (“Lasts about five years, the thatch. On the mainland, they use reed. Lasts twenty-five.”) and graveyards too, three of them, one with ancient Romans. Cows, horses, sheep, donkeys, swans, seals, but no puffins anymore.

April 27. Ferry to Galway, my new favorite city. We sit at a bar and sing “Wonderwall” at the top of our lungs. Eric removes himself for the course of the song in embarrassment.

“Sometimes you have to be aggressively American,” I tell him.

A woman dances to the music. She’s about sixty, alone, and enjoying herself immensely. She’s an inspiration.

April 28. We take a free walking tour of the city, and our tour guide was raised in New York by Irish immigrant parents. They moved back to Ireland when she was twelve. She speaks with Irish pronunciations and American inflections. She’s very enthusiastic.

The city is colorful and jovial, and street musicians perform so close together that you’re rarely listening to just one song at a time. One performer wears a long coat and brandishes his hand in the air while he sings into his microphone. He makes eye contact with each pedestrian as they walk by. We see him several times. On the last occasion, a son has wheeled his elderly mother straight up to him. He sings directly to her.

“I’m in love with that man,” I tell my friends.

April 29. We fly to Bristol and see Tartuffe in the evening. I can’t deal with the blatant awfulness of the whole thing. I watch the performance through the holes in my sweater.

April 30. Home. I expect to feel tired, but instead I’m brimming with energy. I remember that doing things is good for me, leaving my room, talking to people, interacting with the world. I am young, I am strong, and the world is beautiful.

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