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Kristine Froseth for JW Anderson S/S25 show
#kristine froseth#kristine froseth edit#wip: in hope of tomorrow#ch: faith seed#character inspiration#myedits#dailyfemale#dailywomen#dailywomansource#femalestunning#femalesource#flawlessbeautyqueens#dailywomanedit#wonderfulwomendaily#thequeensofbeauty#femaledaily#style inspiration
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THATS MY BLORBO MY SWEET CHEESE MY FUNTIME BOY
Properly introducing my silly sandwich dep Milo with his silly scrapbook profile!!!!!
Milo is an immigrant from Serbia who's been living in America for around 10 years, he's always been more of a follower than a leader and so when he moved and joined law enforcement he's trying to change that, he's trying to stand up for himself and others more and not just go with the flow (but he's STILL working on that bc old habits die hard)
The whole cult business really scares him so he attempts to treat this like a vacation and he just got lost w his fam. He's trying to make the most of it and he wants to be friendly with everyone but obviously he can't do that 😭 one thing about him is that he's very headstrong and persistent, he doesn't know when to quit and isn't willing to go down without a fight
Ty to @levithestripper and@mirraish for letting me include their ocs jason and donovan <33
#jack's recs#jack says look#jack's art recs#—niko ˚ · .˚ ༘ 🪷 ⋆。˚#oc: miroslav radojevic#oc: jason spero#ch: joesph seed#far cry 5#ch: john seed#ch: jacob seed#ch: faith seed
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when did i stop daydreaming about pretty girls and the stars? i think growing up is when that stops. and all you daydream about is the day the world ends. because it will. your world.
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i hope y'all know that i truly and honestly think so frequently about the far cry 6 collapse dlc and the way rachel screamed "MY NAME IS RACHEL!!" while slapping the glasses straight off joseph's face. please, rachel. get him. i about cried. and i can't tell you how important that moment was, especially when so many people wanted to humanize joseph and dehumanize faith as the real monster. it's joseph. it's joseph. rachel jessop, addict, was the victim of joseph manipulating her using yet another drug when he promised to get her off cocaine. even ubisoft had to come out and explain in literal cutscene detail how joseph fucked over each sibling and made them worse so that he'd stop being the victim over the real victims.
faith seed is a product of joseph seed. she's rachel jessop.
rachel jessop.
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Prediction for Chapter 6
This is nothing more then in the mind thoughts on what's going to happen in Chapter 6. Obvious Spoiler for all current chapters (Chapter 1 to 5)
Seeing Mammon again
First off, it seems like we're heading for the lab once we're in Tartaros. That means we won't be able to see Mammon for the first part of the Chapter.
But I would suggest that he'll know that we (MC) are in Tartaros and head to the Lab. Or Bimet or Valefor send out massage to him, letting him know.
Meeting Eligos for the first time
Now, If we start off entering the region of Tartaros. There is a likely chance of us meeting Eligos once we start heading to the lab.
It's more so that Mammon has to stay in the Palace or is fight.
Breaking the contract with Mammon
Now this was the reason I decided to make this, when I was looking back at the other chapters, this moment with Mammon and the fact we haven't broke the contract with him makes me believe that we might break in Ch 6
He say that he doesn't need his contract broke cause he believes that he is powerful enough to protect us or his Region.
But Either the seed of the fruit of knowledge power is going out of control, A seraphim is there, or the angels have a new weapon. There might be a scene where Mammon would realize that he do need his full power, thus he let us break the contract.
A Seraphim being in Tartaros or at the nest nearby the Lab
This is more so an obvious thing going to happen. If it with the seed then there is more likely that Gabriel or Any of the other two would be in Tartaros.
Leviathan knowing that we know his past
There might be a part of the chapter where we talk to Leviathan about what we saw during our will sleep after being poisoned by Barbatos.
Or Leviathan will find out and confront us about it.
Beelzebub appearing at the very end of the chapter
This is more so wishful thinking on my end, but I hope that we get to see Beelzebub finally in the main story.
You might say that that would be too much for the chapter.
I would say that Chapter 5 had us meet Leviathan and his nobles (Foras, Glasyalabolas, and Barbatos) Valefor, and the whole ass lore we gotten in that chapter.
I have faith that if they can do all of that in one chapter. Then I think they can squeeze Beelzebub at the very end.
Plus, Beelzebub can appear at random cause he is Beelzebub lol.
Bonus thoughts
If not for Beelzebub, Maybe Satan... Please.
#what in “hell” is bad?#prettybusy what in “hell” is bad?#what in hell is bad#whb mammon#whb eligos#whb leviathan#whb beelzebub#whb angels#whb thoughts
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Got tagged by the adorable @deputyash to make a holiday message tree, thank you dear! ♥
Tagging, if you feel like giving a try (and try it even if you're just reading this post and want to jump on the bandwagon :D) @teamhawkeye @animasolascreenshots @thedepyuty @inafieldofdaisies @purplehairsecretlair @evilvvithin @blahaj-ch @saintemarvel @schoute @i-am-the-balancing-point @lulu2992 @sweeetestcurse @playitagainmyjohnny @faith-seed @sweeetestcurse @strafethesesinners
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"Wei WuXian! Just because... Sect Leader Jiang isn't here doesn't mean you can be so reckless!"
Wei Wuxian's voice was harsh, "Do you think that I wouldn't be reckless if he were here? If I wanted to kill someone, who could stop me, and who would dare stop me?!"
-- Ch. 72
Yeah why would anyone ever get the idea that WWX was a dangerous loose cannon who Jiang Cheng couldn't control?
He is of course justified for being angry in that scene - it's the scene in between Wen Qing finding him and him actually going to Qiongqi Path. But declaring that in front of a banquet of people right before he went off to find Wen Ning did actually give people a lot of ammunition in ch. 73:
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's face was already quite dark. Jin GuangShan shook his head, "In an event as important as the Flower Banquet, he dared throw a fit right in front of you, leaving however he pleased. He even dared say something like 'I don't care about the sect leader Jiang WanYin at all!' Everyone who was there heard it with their own ears..."
While obviously that's not actually what WWX said at all, and just JGS doing JGS things, I had kind of categorized that in my mind as a wholecloth lie. Now looking back it's more like an extremely bad-faith mischaracterization but... the seed was in some ways planted by WWX and it makes sense that a lot of the people who were there that day might not have objected much to that characterization of the sentiment.
Obviously, a big part of it is mob mentality and the ways that truth doesn't particularly matter when they get on a roll. But I think it's more interesting and fun and messy that WWX really did have a habit of creating fertile ground for bad actors to use against him (even when he was right).
I do find it somewhat interesting how the juxtaposition of the Jiang motto/ideals/Way To Be that Wei Wuxian embodies - honest and unrestrained, do what is right even if it's impossible - can lead to a situation of winning the battle and losing the war. I've always found it particularly juicy that Jiang Cheng himself has to back away from those ideals and be more strategic, and re-reading these scenes does sort of cement my personal belief/interpretation that Jiang Cheng wasn't unjustified in the level of threat/danger he read into the things said at the emergency conference (as he elaborates on in the cave confrontation later in the chapter).
Just random musing that a little section of that Emergency Conference scene was actually a bit more nuanced than I'd remembered I suppose!
#mdzs thoughts#also big caveat that as someone going off translations#there very well could be aspects of the actual statements that are more obvious in the original that I am ignorant to#spicy necromaner things#yunmeng shuangjie things
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🔮✨What do they think + feel about you? ✨🔮 (& Advice!)
Find out by choosing the pile of tarot cards you're drawn to!
From left to right - Pile 1, Pile 2, and Pile 3.

Pile 1 (Opal) :

There's a decision to be made here. For some of you, you're deciding between 2 people to persue. For the rest of you, you're deciding whether or not you should persue 1 person.
For the ones deciding between 2 people, there's a person who's holding most of your attention and is more direct in their interest towards you. They may seem like the obvious choice because the other person you're considering is more in the background, more shy, and/or seems more unattainable. But things aren't always what they seem - including any obstacles you're perceiving.
For all of you, you're scared someone doesn't like you and you aren't giving yourself enough credit.
Fear is something we all experience (unless you have a condition) and we all have the ability to act despite it. You're perceiving this situation as an immense task - like the person in the 2 of Wands card looking at the mountains they have to climb before them. Regardless of if it's actually immense or not, you have the immense ability to create your own life - like the person standing on top of the mountains in the Your Life Is A Canvas card.
Free yourself from any limits and doubts you place on yourself. Rise above like the bird in the Judgement card. Choose the person you truly want to persue. Believe in yourself, know you're deserving of what you want, and align your energy, thoughts, and actions with the same vibration of what you want. What would someone confident enough to pursue your person tell themselves? Work on it.

Because the cards didn't give a direct answer as to how your person thinks and feels about you, I asked the Romance Angels deck.
The "obvious" one's main energy towards you is passion. They're really into you and want to express that physically.
The "less obvious" one's card is Stay Optimistic About Your Love Life - Positive Thinking + Faith Will Bring You Romance.
Again, the cards aren't giving you a direct answer. But they are telling you what you *need* to hear. This serves as a test. What will you choose - will you take the card's advice and truly have faith or will you allow your anxiety about not being told their feelings overcome you?
For those making a judgement about whether or not you should pursue 1 person, this could serve as a message of advice and their feelings for you.
For most of you, you're being encouraged to make them an offer - ask them out on a date, talk about your feelings, ask to make your relationship official, etc.
For some of you, you're being asked to work on your self-concept enough to where they would be interested in you and say yes to your offer. This is an encouraging sign and tells you this is obtainable.
Either way, heed the card's advice.
If this reading resonates with you and you'd like to have a more detailed personal reading, feel free to ask me about the pricing for my tarot services! Starting out at $5 per question.
Pile 2 (Fluorite) :

This is the beginning of you and your person's connection so whatever they're thinking and feeling towards you is growing and is too early to say. You plant the seeds of your impression and your connection with them. Choose carefully what you're planting - make sure you're tending to the connection with love, respect, and care. Whatever you're planting is already growing and has a very good chance of evolving into the next step of your relationship.
With the 6 of Swords, this indicates you've moved on from a difficult time. With the 7 of Pentacles, this could be the reasoning behind this period of contemplation within your connection. You're being told that this connection does hold a lot of potential - you just have to do your part in maintaining a healthy connection.
With The Golden Children card, your advice is to treat yourself and others with more tenderness and like they're innocent children. Try to remember we're all doing the best we can with what we have. Try to trust that this situation will play out as it's supposed to.
If this reading resonates with you and you'd like to have a more detailed personal reading, feel free to ask me about the pricing for my tarot services! Starting out at $5 per question.
Pile 3 (Fairy Quartz) :

Your person wants to work on your relationship - there's hope for it. You're being asked to trust in that. Release yourself from doubt, paranoia, impatience, and anything holding you back from your potential. These are merely false realities The Devil card portrays. Connect with the part of you that knows all is well and as it should be. Peace of mind isn't dependent on outcomes or situations.
If this reading resonates with you and you'd like to have a more detailed personal reading, feel free to ask me about the pricing for my tarot services! Starting out at $5 per question.
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Wednesday 28/52
Tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton and @inafieldofdaisies
Tagging @strangefable , @adelaidedrubman , @detectivelokis , @sstewyhosseini , @confidentandgood , @river-ward , @wrathfulrook , @strafethesesinners , @henbased , @voidika , @poetikat , @vampireninjabunnies-blog , @aceghosts , @purplehairsecretlair , @deputyash , @harmonyowl , @madparadoxum , @euryalex , @clonesupport , @g0dspeeed , @gaeadene , @ivymarquis , @nightwingshero , @cassietrn , @neverthesameneveranother , @josephslittledeputy , @locustandwildhoney , @roofgeese , @jacobsneed, @schoute and I feel like I'm missing people still so blanket tag to anyone who has something to share!
With ch.3 of katc freshly posted, I'm taking a day or two to let the brain rest, but since a good chunk of ch.4 (or as it was formerly known: ch.3 part 2) is already drafted, here's some more syb and john interacting (ft. A random resistance member who isn't important enough to be named rip)
The woman scoffs. “I appreciate your concern, Dep,” she says, “But John Seed took our homes. Seems only fair that we return the favor to the motherfucker.”
That gets her to crack a smile. There’s no doubt that the people of Hope County are a resilient one. They take pride in their homes and livelihood and don’t take too kindly to outsiders threatening their way of life. There’s something admirable about the way so many are motivated by sheer spite.
“Fair enough,” she sighs. “Listen, you get Peggies tryin’ shit, just give me or Grace a holler, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am,” the woman nods. “And if you ever need any backup, you have my gun, y’hear?”
Sybille’s smile tightens. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks,” she says, and she’s shoving past the woman before the conversation can continue any further. She has no intention of calling an amateur duck hunter to help her in combat; not when doing so would put not just a civilian’s life at risk, but her own as well.
She trusted Grace to have her back because she knew the woman also served. Knew that she could handle herself in a firefight. She doesn’t have the same kind of faith in a random civilian, no matter how confident they are in their abilities.
She has no time to babysit children playing soldier.
With more force than is necessary, she throws the side-door to the hangar open at the same time her radio crackles to life on her belt.
“Sin is pervasive,” comes John Seed’s voice, each sibilant hissed with a forked tongue. “It drives us to do unspeakable acts.”
She hurriedly slams the door closed behind her and leans her back against it, holding it shut. Clenching her jaw, she unclips her radio and brings it to her mouth. “You talkin’ outta your ass,” she grits. “Whatever you sellin’, I ain’t in the market to buy.”
“Such hostility! So close-minded!” John tuts. “I know the feelings that drive you. I know them intimately.” She doesn’t care for the way his voice drops on that word, emphasizing it in a way that makes her feel dirty. “But I can help you, Deputy. I can wash away these sins. I can cleanse your soul.”
“Your concern is touchin’,” she says flatly. “But you ain’t gotta worry your pretty little head about me or my immortal soul — I’ve already been baptized.”
“Ah, correct me if I’m wrong, but I do believe that only cleansed you of Original Sin,” he says. “And you and I both know you’ve sinned plenty since then.”
Her lips curl into a sneer. “I ain’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” she says, but the words ring painfully hollow.
“Now, now, don’t lie to me. Multiple accounts of vandalism and petty theft. Truancy. More than one instance of joyriding and underage drinking, and oh — let’s not forget about that little marijuana possession charge. And how many bar fights have you instigated that ended without anyone pressing charges? You, my dear, are a repeat offender. Tell me, does our good friend the Sheriff know about your previous life as a delinquent?”
Her blood goes cold and her sneer turns into a snarl. Aside from his jab about the bar fights, all her recorded crimes happened before she turned eighteen and her juvie record is sealed. Has been since she became her younger brother’s legal guardian and cleaned up her act over a decade ago. He’s either very good at bluffing, or somehow he managed to get access to it. Either way, she sees what she’s doing, and she refuses to give him the satisfaction of riling her up.
“Whaddaya want?” she grunts.
“I want you to confess, Deputy,” John laughs. “I want you to atone! I want to help you to cleanse your soul and embrace the glory of God so that you may walk with us in the Garden of Eden!”
She scoffs. “I ain’t confessin’ jackshit to ya.”
“Ah, that’s where you’re wrong. Things would go much easier for you if you just said yes, Deputy. Atonement is such a beautiful, rapturous experience,” he breathes. “It will be difficult, and it will be painful, but it will be worth it.”
“Yeah, you know what’s gonna be painful?” she asks. “My boot up your ass.”
#love syb and john's dynamic its so funny its just#john: *opens his mouth*#syb: oh my gooooooodddddd shut uuuuuuuppppp#wip wednesday#wip: kneeling at the crossroads
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#kristine wearing white is always a moment BUT I was so waiting for more of that specific outfit <3#ch: faith seed#kristine froseth#kristine froseth edit#wip: in hope of tomorrow#faith seed core#character inspiration#character aesthetic#myedits#mygifs#dailyfemale#dailywomen#dailywomansource#femalestunning#femalesource#flawlessbeautyqueens#dailywomanedit#wonderfulwomendaily#thequeensofbeauty#femaledaily#american eagle
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Saints&Reading: Wednesday, August 14, 2024
august 1_august 14
Beginning of the Dormition Fast.

Procession of the Precious Wood of the Life-giving Cross of the Lord (1164) (First of the three "Feasts of the Saviour" in August_ blessing of honey and poppy seeds).
THE SEVEN HOLY MACCABEAN MARTYRS: HABIM, ANTONIN, GURIAH, ELEAZAR, EUSEBON, HADIM (HALIM) AND MARCELLUS, THEIR MOTHER SOLOMONIA AND THEIR TEACHER ELEAZAR (166 BC)

The seven holy Maccabee martyrs Abim, Antonius, Gurias, Eleazar, Eusebonus, Alimus and Marcellus, their mother Solomonia and their teacher Eleazar suffered in the year 166 before Christ under the impious Syrian king Antiochus IV Epiphanes. This foolish ruler loved pagan and Hellenistic customs, and held Jewish customs in contempt. He did everything possible to turn people from the Law of Moses and from their covenant with God. He desecrated the Temple of the Lord, placed a statue of the pagan god Zeus there, and forced the Jews to worship it. Many people abandoned the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, but there were also those who continued to believe that the Savior would come.
A ninety-year-old elder, the scribe and teacher Eleazar, was brought to trial for his faithfulness to the Mosaic Law. He suffered tortures and died at Jerusalem.
The disciples of Saint Eleazar, the seven Maccabee brothers and their mother Solomonia, also displayed great courage. They were brought to trial in Antioch by King Antiochus Epiphanes. They fearlessly acknowledged themselves as followers of the True God, and refused to eat pig’s flesh, which was forbidden by the Law.
The eldest brother acted as spokesman for the rest, saying that they preferred to die rather than break the Law. He was subjected to fierce tortures in sight of his brothers and their mother. His tongue was cut out, he was scalped, and his hands and feet were cut off. Then a cauldron and a large frying pan were heated, and the first brother was thrown into the frying pan, and he died.
The next five brothers were tortured one after the other. The seventh and youngest brother was the last one left alive. Antiochus suggested to Saint Solomonia to persuade the boy to obey him, so that her last son at least would be spared. Instead, the brave mother told him to imitate the courage of his brothers.
The child upbraided the king and was tortured even more cruelly than his brothers had been. After all her seven children had died, Saint Solomonia, stood over their bodies, raised up her hands in prayer to God and died.
The martyric death of the Maccabee brothers inspired Judas Maccabeus, and he led a revolt against Antiochus Epiphanes. With God’s help, he gained the victory, and then purified the Temple at Jerusalem. He also threw down the altars which the pagans had set up in the streets. All these events are related in the Second Book of Maccabees (Ch. 8-10).
Various Fathers of the Church preached sermons on the seven Maccabees, including Saint Cyprian of Carthage, Saint Ambrose of Milan, Saint Gregory Nazianzus and Saint John Chrysostom.
ST. NICHOLAS (KASSATKIN), ENLIGHTENER OF JAPAN (1912)
Saint Nicholas (Kasatkin) Equal of the Apostles, Bishop of the Russian Orthodox Church. Missionary, Founder of the Orthodox Church in Japan, honorary member of the Imperial Orthodox Palestine Society. (Name Day: May 9).
Saint Nicholas (in the world John Kasatkin) was born on August 1,1836 in the village of Berezovsky Pogost, Belsky District, Smolensk Province into the family of a deacon. He graduated from the Belsk Theological School and the Smolensk Theological Seminary (1857). Among the best students he was recommended for the St. Petersburg Theological Academy, where he studied until 1860, when, at the personal request of Metropolitan Gregory (Postnikov) of St. Petersburg, he was given the post of rector of the church at the Russian consulate in the city of Hakodate (Japan), and was also awarded a Ph.D in Theology without having to submit an appropriate qualifying essay.
On June 23, 1860, he was tonsured by the rector of the Academy, Bishop Nektarios (Nadezhdin), and named for Saint Nicholas of Myra. On June 30 he was ordained a Hieromonk.
He arrived at Hakodate on July 2, 1861. During the first years of his stay in Japan, on his own he studied the Japanese language, culture and way of life.
The first Japanese person to convert to Orthodoxy, despite the fact that conversion to Christianity was forbidden by law, was the adopted son of a Shinto cleric, Takuma Sawabe, a former samurai who was baptized with two other Japanese in the spring of 1868.
During his half-century of service in Japan, Father Nicholas left only twice: in 1869-1870 and in 1879-1880. In 1870, through his intercession, a Russian ecclesiastical mission was opened in Japan with its center in Tokyo. On March 17, 1880, by the decision of the Holy Synod, he was assigned as vicar of Reval, then vicar of the Diocese of Riga. He was consecrated as a Bishop on March 30, 1880, in Holy Trinity Cathedral at Alexander Nevsky Lavra.
In the course of his missionary work, Father Nicholas translated the Holy Scriptures and other liturgical books into Japanese; he established a theological seminary, six theological schools for girls and boys, a library, a shelter and other institutions. He published the Orthodox journal Church Herald in Japanese. According to his report to the Holy Synod, by the end of 1890 the Orthodox Church in Japan numbered 216 communities with 18,625 Christians in them.
On March 8, 1891, the Cathedral of the Resurrection in Tokyo, called Nikorai-do (ニコライ堂) by the Japanese, was consecrated. During the Russo-Japanese War, he remained with his flock in Japan, but did not take part in any public services. because according to the rite of worship (and the blessing of Japanese Christians to pray for their country's victory over Russia. Bishop Nicholas said: "Today, according to custom, I serve in the cathedral, but from now on I will no longer take part in the public services of our church... Hitherto I have prayed for the prosperity and peace of the Empire of Japan. Now, since war has been declared between Japan and my country, I, as a Russian subject, cannot pray for Japan's victory over my own homeland. I also have obligations to my country, and that is why I will be happy to see that you fulfill your duty in relation to your country."
When Russian prisoners of war began to arrive in Japan (their total number reached 73,000 people), Bishop Nicholas, with the consent of the Japanese government, formed the Society for the Spiritual Consolation of Prisoners of War. For their spiritual guidance, he selected five priests who spoke Russian. The prisoners were provided with icons and books. Vladyka repeatedly addressed them in writing (he himself was not allowed to see the prisoners).
On March 24, 1906, he was elevated to the rank of Archbishop of Tokyo and All Japan. In the same year, the Kyoto Vicariate was founded. In 1911, when half a century of Saint Nicholas' s missionary work was completed, there were already 266 communities of the Japanese Orthodox Church, which included 33,017 Orthodox laymen.
Archbishop Nicholas, the Enlightener of Japan, fell asleep in the Lord on February 3, 1912 at the age of 76, After the Hierarch's repose, the Japanese Emperor Meiji personally gave permission for him to be buried within the city, at the Yanaka cemetery. In Japan, Saint Nicholas is revered as a great righteous man and a special intercessor before the Lord.
He was canonized on April 10, 1970, by the decision of the Holy Synod of the Moscow Patriarchate. A Service was composed for him by Metropolitan Nikodim (Rotov) of Leningrad and Novgorod, and published in 1978.
Saint Nicholas is also commemorated on the Sunday before July 28 (Synaxis of the Smolensk Saints).
Source all text: Orthodox Church in America_OCA

1 CORINTHIANS 1:18-2
18 For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. 19 Fo it is written: 20 Where is the wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the disputer of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of this world? 21 For since, in the wisdom of God, the world through wisdom did not know God, it pleased God through the foolishness of the message preached to save those who believe. 22 For Jews request a sign, and Greeks seek after wisdom; 23 but we preach Christ crucified, to the Jews a stumbling block and to the Greeks foolishness, 24 but to those who are called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God.
JOHN 5:1-4
1 After this there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem. 2 Now there is in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate a pool, which is called in Hebrew, Bethesda, having five porches. 3 In these lay a great multitude of sick people, blind, lame, paralyzed, waiting for the moving of the water. 4
For an angel went down at a certain time into the pool and stirred up the water; then whoever stepped in first, after the stirring of the water, was made well of whatever disease he had.
#orthodoxy#orthodoxchristianity#easternorthodoxchurch#originofchristianity#spirituality#holyscriptures#gospel#bible#wisdom#faith#saints
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Outlast 2: Deliverance CH 4
Also on A03
Status: Incomplete
Rated: M - Dead Dove Do Not Eat This takes place in the Outlast 2 universe after all.l.
Previous chap: CH 3: Atonement
Next chap: CH 5: Deluge
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~Ch:4 Eucharist~
Blake handed out basic orders to everyone else. “Fix what you can. Gather up everything that could be useful.” They spread from him down the town streets. Some fixing their own houses that collapsed from the major storm. Gathering chunks of metal buried partly in the mud. Barbwire taken down wherever it remained tied.
He went out to find the farmers followed by Marta. They were working on gathering what they could. Hanging the cobs looking mostly dark. A few rotten tomatoes on a table having its seeds plucked out. A few sacks of potatoes covered in fresh roots set aside. Approaching James to check in. “How are things going?”
“Better than first expected. Scoured the fields and found all of that left in the dirt.” Waving the knife he was using toward the collected stuff. Using the blade to scrape out more seeds from mushy tomatoes. “The potatoes were at the back of the barn regrowin' on their own. We can plant them right away if you want?”
“Uh… What do you use to water all of this? The lake and river?”
“River only, why?”
“I don't know if it's poisoned or not. There were a lot of dead fish when I crossed the lake.”
“Yeah, we worried about that. Many of us noticed it depends on which part you were at. Down round the main river the mines leached out to it. Spreading further into the lake. Anybody who drank from there suffered some serious illness. Us, meanwhile on the split river creek did fine. Long as you didn't eat the fish jumping up and down river rapids in between.”
“So the creeks fine, but fish aren't?”
“We can strictly take northern river water and be safe. Otherwise there ain't much more we can do. Canned food we can live off of a little while longer. Have to mention though that our pantries are gettin' tight. Something Knoth always made a point of not mattering.” James repeatedly side eyed Marta for a reaction. Faking the priest's voice next. “ “Ignore your empty bellies for soon we'll be feasting off God's harvest in heaven.”. ” Dropping the act. “I think he sang a different tune in private.”
“True. Can't live strictly off hunting for forever. Sounds like you didn't have the same faith.”
“Hard to after a while.” Watching Marta. “Faith works like food. Can be good for ya or bad. With Knoth we had a black moldy loaf of bread. Starved, we ate in the hopes it'd kill the pains. Deep down I think we all knew it only made things worse. Made us sick from the inside out. Might take some longer than others to see it. This place used to be better, not so rotten, although I admit it still had its dark spots that we ignored. I pray from here we can get better.”
Blake breathed out a “Yeah.” Telling James to plant the potatoes despite the concern about their water. Asking next. “What's with all the tall fences and barbed wire?” Didn't know you could put corn in a max security prison.
“Couple reasons, Thieves or escapees. Certain people ate first and the rest got desperate for scraps.”
“Mm, I don't think it's necessary anymore. Break them down If you have some free time.” Finishing his check in. Passing through town to try and find the group of hunters. Wanting to learn himself how to trap and forage. Marta limping beside him had him think of what she should be doing. Can't be an enforcer anymore, shouldn't have been in the first place. I guess every town needs a sheriff to break up disputes though. Won't have to kill anyone, she's intimidating enough to stop people from fighting. But her limp could drag her down if things get serious. Feeling bad that she was limping to follow him everywhere. “You don't have to come. You can rest at home if that's better for you.”
“No.” She stated then spoke out what sounded like an excuse. “I won't miss the word of a visiting Angel.”
“I'm not- … What if the angel tells you to go home?”
She let out a rough hum. “... Then I'll go home.”
“Then go home.” He stopped and so did she.
An annoyed bible verse mumbled before she asked. “What will you be doing?”
“Learn how to trap and forage until the day ends. I'll come back and maybe we'll all get to eat something that's not canned. Go home and rest your ankle.”
“It's fine, I can still move.”
“You shouldn't be walking on it. I'm ordering you to go rest.” Smiling at her mumbled along verses when turning to leave. Splitting with one heading up the mountain and the other down. Traveling around the forest while keeping Temple Gate in sight he found the group of hunters. Gathering around a cluster of berry bushes. Listening to John explain trapping while they worked. Blake was greeted as he joined in. Caught up to where they were in the lesson. Reported to on where rabbit wires were set in the hopes they'd snag something. Based on how many baskets of berries they collected he hoped everyone would get at least a small bowl's worth. Having some luck with the rabbit wires. Not enough for everyone between the small numbers caught. It turned into a topic of who would get some.
John stated what felt like the obvious. “You should take one.”
“No, there are a lot worse than me.” Wish I could feed everyone with a single rabbit. “Think we'll find anything else today?” Taking in the sun approaching the horizon.
“Maybe, up on the mountain side we used to find a ton of edible plants. Wild onions to carrots were up there. Don't know how much we'll find now. Since heretics were running rampant all through these woods.”
Blake nearly choked on his spit at the mention. “You think we'll see any?”
“I'm sure we won't. This is considered a bit far from where they normally spread out. Long as we keep heading west toward the sun set.”
“Mm… If we do find anything we could try and make a soup. Boil everything in a big pot, if we have one. Keep starvation back for a day.”
“Sounds good. I know a lot of leafy greens that should be up there. Not as filling as actual vegetables, but good for now… What will you do about the heretics?”
“... I don't know. … Feels weird calling them heretics still. They were just people who wanted to escape Knoth.” Stomach churning on the topic. “I rather not get involved unless I have to.” Ending the topic there to press forward up the mountain. Collecting various edible plants that satisfied Blake's needs for a soup. No carrots, but they found onions along with a collection of mushrooms on a tree. Their group took a break at the mountain's top to eat a small collection of edible flowers. Some weren't flavorful while some were a bit sour like lemons. Blake winced at his shoved down handful making him drool excessively. Unsure if chewing them of flavor felt better compared to harshly swallowing early. At least he caused others to chuckle at his ridiculous eating. Happy to have a little something in his stomach after so long. “Think we'll make it back by nightfall?”
“Just about.” John partly covered his eyes to see how low the sun was set. “Dinners gonna be late by the time we finish cooking it.” Carving bits out of a branch making the rough shape of a fox.
“Heh, I used to carve stuff like that. Haven't since I left scho-” His happy memory ruined by another. Jessica... I should have carved a rock for her too. Even if it's been years. By the change in Blake's expression John offered him the small carving knife.
“You can have it if you want. They're easy to make.”
“You sure?” He perked up at the small gift.
“Yeah, got five more at home. I lose them constantly.”
“Thanks.” He glanced around him for something to carve. I could make something to place at the graves. Locking onto a dead looking sapling sticking straight from the ground. Its measly branches bare of any leaves with its bark sun bleached white. Tall yet thin enough to fully grasp with a hand. Should be easy enough to take a chunk off. Grabbing onto the whole thing to yank back. Discovering it to be far sturdier than it looked. Shoving it back and forth to yank its roots free.
“Uh, I could find you some wood?” John offered. Watching Blake continue to struggle against the dead sapling.
“No, I'm not letting this tree win.” Blake joked through his fight. Ripping it enough to pop it free of the earth. Coming out with it was a smooth rock the sapling grew around. “Wow.” He turned it over for a closer look. No wonder it was so sturdy. Dirt brushed away from the roots thick as its own branches. Taking in the whole thing he was excited to start carving. Wanting to spare a lot of it with only a few extra twigs shaved off its branched top. Woodworking was one of the few classes he loved and was exceptionally well at. He cleaned the sapling of any sprouting branches down to a long straight shape. Smaller stringy roots snipped away for a cleaner look. Preserving the smooth rock it had attached itself to. Carving the rough shape of a snake winding down its long length. The head of it coiled just under the rock in a winded back position. Threatening to strike out from under the rock. That was as far as he got before they started to head back. Blake worked hard to carefully carve out the criss crossing scales down the serpent.
Forced to stop when it got too dark to work. Pausing for the moment when they returned to the dining hall. Setting up a whole makeshift process to cook dinner for a mass of starving people. Huge pots gathered to cook chunks of prepared rabbit followed by the various veg. Collected baskets of berry's delicately spread out by the cupful. If there were any extras they'd be put aside for tomorrow. The town was gathered in to be lined up for their dinner. Pots brought out to a bar top outside the kitchen doors for soup to be poured into bowls. Given a cup of berries as a strange side of sorts, but nobody was complaining.
Blake skipped eating for now to finish his carving in the kitchen. Off to the side was a small carved out dove. A fake banner around its neck donning the name Jessica. He planned to place it soon on the stone graves. Smoothing out the last few angles of the rattlesnake currently. Smiling over his finished staff of white turned black surrounding the stone still attached. Its shape resembled a bulky hammer that would surely kill someone if slammed down hard enough. Various open areas between the snake lightly carved to show imprints of leafy ground litter. Satisfied that no more needed to be done he left the kitchen to find Marta. Asking around he found out she finished eating a while ago and was back on patrol. He ignored any offerings of food to take before going back out. Wanting to give the walking staff to her soon as possible. Running around in the dark for her going by vague memories of her patrol. Eventually she found him first, leaning against a building to catch his breath.
“Come to find me, Angel?”
“Yes, and you don't have to call me that. Blake's fine.” Wheezing for more air. “Made you this.” Offering her the walking staff. She inspected it up and down without a move to take it. In fact she leaned away from it. Realizing he'd have to do some convincing. “I thought you would need it to walk. It's lighter than the … Last thing. ... Pretty sure with the rock you could still crack a skull.” Based on her negative reaction he was quick to follow up with. “But I saw it more of a defense thing. Better to have and not need than the other way. Everything's fine now, but if anybody needed saving I'm sure you can do it. I promise that I'll never ask you to kill anyone.”
Given an honest promise she took the staff from him. A soft spoken. “Thank you.” given back.
“Welcome.” Turning to visit the child's graves next.
“You want me to watch the streets tonight?” Using the staff to walk more smoothly by his side.
“Well, you don't have to. If people want to run they can.”
“What about the heretics?”
“... Yeah. Keep an eye out. Just scare them away, you don't have to hurt them… Should stop calling them heretics too.” Delicately placing Jessica's white dove between some stones across the grave site.
“Then what are they?”
He walked silent as he thought of a new term. Can't call them outsiders. I didn't like that when Knoth used it against me. Strangers? But they're not really. Could call them survivors, but isn't everyone? Just use them or people, but if we need to talk about them it could get confusing. Them just seems rude and ostracizing. Developing a headache from the running in circles he was doing. Settled on a label he himself thought was stupid, but felt right. “Goats.”
“Goats?” Marta's brows furrowed. “Why that?”
“It sounds better that the mountains are infested by goats then heretics.”
“What shall goats be called then when differentiating?”
“They'll be heretics.” Letting out a light chuckle. Marta let out an amused puff of air while giving him a questioning look. It was the first time he didn't see Marta so depressingly serious.
“If that's what the angel wants. I'll watch out for visits by “Goats”.”
“Make sure you get some sleep.”
“More plans for tomorrow?”
“Nothing like today. More rebuilding, more hunting for food.” Entering the dining hall to collect his serving. Long cold by now from when it was set aside. “It takes so long to gather everyone. I don't want to interrupt things so often.”
“The speaker horns still work after the storm. I can see the green light out the room's window. It was the best way for word to travel without physically doing so.”
Ugh, then I have to use something Knoth touched. Finishing his small meal. “Can you show me?”
“I can.” Leading him off toward a large two story house. Neighboring the compound near the helicopter crash site. Fully white with pillars lining the front with a second story balcony. The two front doors boarded over where the glass panels were broken out. A green light shown through a front lower window. Blake checked the doors and found them unlocked. Stepping through he saw the insides far more decorated then other places. Nice large rugs covering the floors. Many paintings covering walls blocked by fine carvings and vases.
Stepping to the radio room he saw Marta staying back outside. “Not coming?”
“This was Knoth's home.”
Of course it is. “Oh… Well, he's not here anymore.” Coaxing her to step inside. Waiting for her to duck under the doorway before moving deeper inside. Taking in the long set up radio controls. Most he figured out were to alert what was connected and what wasn't. The ones on were green, but many more were blacked out. “Do you know where “Eastern top road” is?”
“A road leading up toward goat infested forest.”
“Makes sense.” Other unlit labels saying eastern this or that. John said the goats were spreading out around there. Pressing a button that was labeled “talk”. “Testing.” His voice heard loud and clear from outside. “Heh, still works.” His smile dropped when he found an orange medicine bottle sitting out not far. Swiping it to read the label. “Prescribed to Ethel Garrison. Penicillin G Benzathine - (100mg) to be taken twice daily for 14 days.” Hmm, still in date. Must've bought these from someone recently. Pouring himself a couple to swallow down dry. “We need to find more of these.” Holding the bottle up for Marta to see.
“... Those aren't study aids, are they?”
“No, They're antibiotics for all the diseases around here. I said he could've helped the scalled at any time. These are how.” Rattling the bottle before setting it in a pocket on his vest. Facing her, she had a burning glare pointed toward the floor. “Did you know?”
“None were allowed to ask, but still others spoke about- ... I was told to quiet them…”
“How'd people know? A guess?”
“Us who are older once lived on the outside. Convinced by Knoth and rejected by others, we followed him en masse. 'till we settled here. I was far younger then.”
“You've been outside? How long ago?”
“Mm.” She hummed in thought. “'Bout more than 40 years past since.”
“That's - that's a while.” He nervously chuckled. “Has anyone been out recently?”
“Jacob has. His last visit may have been a month away now. He was sent out to lead a small group for buyin’ a list. Stuff we couldn't make like gas for the generator, “study aids”, to name a few. Don't remember seein' his fellow travelers around.”
“We'll have to find him tomorrow. It's time for another trip.” Leaving the radio room to snoop around the place. Drawers filled by many other bottles left empty. More canned food Blake noted to take back when done. Upstairs he found an office covered in drafts of his gospel. Swept away into the trash bin until it was over filled by Blake. Buried under a pile of fallen papers was a huge floor safe. “Whoa, wonder what Knoth's got in here.” He grabbed an iron poker by the empty fireplace. Using it as a makeshift crowbar to stab along the sides. Managing to stab it in between the door to force it up. He could wedge it enough to see the door bending up, but not enough to break it. Even with him leaning his whole weight onto the bar.
“Want me to try?”
Blake couldn't answer through his wheezing, giving a tired head nod as he stepped back. Marta set her staff to the side to grip the poker. Slamming it down firmly with a shout that cracked the safe door free. Thrown back to slam into the floor behind it. The poker itself stuck dented in a curve tossed aside by her. Both peered down into the large hidden safe.
“Guess this solves one problem.” Pulling out a huge brick of cash. A quick flip told him it was indeed all hundred dollar bills. Laying down on the floor he dipped his head into the dark space. Surprised there was a ladder below buried in the pile. Counting the stacks sitting on stacks of hundreds then sitting back up to stand. “Without messing up the stacks I'm guessing there's at least 9 million on the surface alone. If this thing is six feet deep it might be closer to 27 million. When we find Jacob we'll take some of this and buy everything we can to get things running again.”
“Like what?”
“A shit ton of seeds for one. Fuel to keep the generator running.” Grabbing a nearby empty prescription bottle off a window sill. “And pills, a lot of them.”
“You planning to help the scalled?”
“What kind of angel would I be if I didn't?” Setting the bottle back. “I don't think there's anything else here. Meet me at the hall tomorrow. Bring Jacob if you find him.”
#Outlast 2#Blake Langermann#Marta Outlast#Val Outlast#Temple Gate#Outlast 2: Deliverance#Outlast 2 fanfic
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the thing i like about far cry 5 / new dawn ( and a lot of aspects of other far crys ) is that while most things have this a science reasoning, or like it's just this big fucked up dream sequence -- there's still a presence of something spiritual. i wouldn't quite say it's magic, but things like moonflowers are incredibly close to having magical properties that can and was used by joseph. there's a lot of it in far cry 3. so while joseph is bad and i think the 'voice' he heard wasn't, at all, god. i do think it was some kind of magic he tapped into. he and faith can tap into the magical properties of certain elements ( and the deputy in new dawn ). and i think it being this background thing that is real is just a super neat aspect to me.
#[ ch. ] 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒? — faith seed.#can your character tap into the spiritual boundaries of the far cry 5 world is the new question#or are they just tryna fucking survive lmao
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Ch 103
I can't get over Rupert's words from this chapter, that unintentionally planted the seed of doubt for Lari:
"Your goal is to ensure the safety of yourself and House Bellua, and I will guarantee that. As long as your father doesn't run off with my crown, I'll have no reason to harm you. "
The context of this conversation is near the end of the debutante ball, Lari is surprised to learn that Rupert is THAT worried of her leaving. She assumes it's because he thinks she'll run away and go bac to House Belois ASAP once her mission to guarantee House Belois' safety is complete - and he's not entirely wrong - but she reassures him that she won't leave him just yet, until he finds happiness without her.
"I won't leave you."
"Why?"
"I want you to know that life is worth living. Your Highness, please believe me. I won't leave you, until you're happy." "You shouldn't say such a thing so casually. you need to be a little more careful"
They care for each other so much, but their wavelengths just aren't matching up at all. Lari doesn't understand just how important she is to him, and despite trying to explain to her that she is, he utterly fails at it. So it comes across as Lari being cruel when she's telling him she won't leave until he's happy - so that means in a twisted sense, that the moment he's finally happy, she'll leave him, or if he wants her to stay, then he can't be happy. So Lari fails to understand her own worth yet again. Rupert as well, wanted to clearly tell her and give her reassurance that he as the future emperor, already has plans to spare House Belois and grant her her long-awaited wish of protection from the Imperial family, but unfortunately adds the extra comment that "as long as Trash dad doesn't try to steal the throne". That extra comment messed everything up. His intent was to give her a sense of reassurance, to ease the burden on her shoulders. After all, that's why she came to him, and he knows how much it means to her to finally have earned his protection as Emperor. Of course he has to add on that he will everything in his power to protect them unless they commit treason - that's reasonable. At first, Lari was super happy with his promise. After all, the Rupert she knows made such a big promise, and he always keeps his words. So she can rest easy and finally breathe, and she does for a bit. After all, Trash dad said he wouldn't commit treason, so nothing to worry about, right?
But the moment she learns of the actual treason, she recalls his words and the doubt resurfaces - it's treason after all, and feels that just as he said, Rupert will protect them unless they attack him first. Which they are actively planning to do. Even as his closest aide, there's no way he'll make an exception for her. Except he does. Again, Rupert's words were fully intended to tell her clearly he will protect her and her family. He has made plans so thoroughly that even if Trash dad were to commit treason, he'll be able to stop it quickly, capture him and toss him in jail, but spare Amanda and Lehan. He had said "as long as Trash dad doesn't run off with my crown". He literally meant that. They can attack, he can stop them before it reaches that point.
After all, he's well aware that if he goes back on his promise to protect them, and especially if he harms them, Lari will never forgive him. And losing Lari's faith in him is not something he's willing to risk. He already made plans to spare them a long, long time ago. But Lari wouldn't know that :(.
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Punjabi - No Christ = Satguru in your heart no Gospel = Bani and no Salv... Punjabi - No Christ = Satguru in your heart no Gospel = Bani and no Salvation. Mammon worshippers waste their lives. https://youtu.be/mF8v-YvQLrs ਬਿਨੁ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਸੇਵੇ ਕਿਨੈ ਨ ਪਾਇਆ ਮਨਮੁਖਿ ਭਉਕਿ ਮੁਏ ਬਿਲਲਾਈ ॥ ਆਵਹਿ ਜਾਵਹਿ ਠਉਰ ਨ ਪਾਵਹਿ ਦੁਖ ਮਹਿ ਦੁਖਿ ਸਮਾਈ ॥ ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਹੋਵੈ ਸੁ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਪੀਵੈ ਸਹਜੇ ਸਾਚਿ ਸਮਾਈ ॥੬॥ ਬਿਨੁ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਸੇਵੇ ਜਨਮੁ ਨ ਛੋਡੈ ਜੇ ਅਨੇਕ ਕਰਮ ਕਰੈ ਅਧਿਕਾਈ ॥ ਵੇਦ ਪੜਹਿ ਤੈ ਵਾਦ ਵਖਾਣਹਿ ਬਿਨੁ ਹਰਿ ਪਤਿ ਗਵਾਈ ॥ ਸਚਾ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਸਾਚੀ ਜਿਸੁ ਬਾਣੀ ਭਜਿ ਛੂਟਹਿ ਗੁਰ ਸਰਣਾਈ ॥੭॥ ਜਿਨ ਹਰਿ ਮਨਿ ਵਸਿਆ ਸੇ ਦਰਿ ਸਾਚੇ ਦਰਿ ਸਾਚੈ ਸਚਿਆਰਾ ॥ ਓਨਾ ਦੀ ਸੋਭਾ ਜੁਗਿ ਜੁਗਿ ਹੋਈ ਕੋਇ ਨ ਮੇਟਣਹਾਰਾ ॥ ਨਾਨਕ ਤਿਨ ਕੈ ਸਦ ਬਲਿਹਾਰੈ ਜਿਨ ਹਰਿ ਰਾਖਿਆ ਉਰਿ ਧਾਰਾ ॥੮॥੧॥ {ਪੰਨਾ 638} Punjabi - Satguru = Christ Amar Dev Ji is the destroyer of DOUBTS. Meenae greedy Khatris have corrupted the Bani. https://youtu.be/es-qUZOaU2U Punjabi - Christ Arjan Dev Ji stresses that you cannot think of His Word if you are entangled in Mammon. https://youtu.be/jfv-pSP0EUo Jesus was not Jesus Christ but Christ (Title) and Jesus - name. Christ is called Satguru and Nanak was His Second Coming in India. That is why the Good News of the Birth of Jesus was broken by the Angels, Perfect in the moral laws to the illiterate shepherds and farmers and not to the staunch enemy of the holy spirit, the University Professors. Here is a Proof of it:- WHY WAS JESUS GIVEN THE NAME "YAHSHUA"? https://youtu.be/MqC_eFyTItQ Intuition - Taught by God:- Circumcision is the Tribal Mark or Covenant of Abraham to Isaac and his seed ONLY. Angel Stephen warned them not to make fake sons of Abraham but they killed him. https://youtu.be/hhJIzWLxdAQ The Circumcision of the flesh was so much floated by the Temple Priests that it has become OBSOLETE. https://youtu.be/oOqHQc3kjA8 The Promised Land belongs to the Faithful sons of Abraham and not to fake "Saltless" Jews outwardly who cannot build their tribal "Covenant" with Abraham. https://youtu.be/5vpu-FYuBuM Return under Moses was faithful to Abraham, and Yahweh “Wheat” plants whilst under Christ Jesus just the opposite “Tares” – Matt 13v24-30. https://youtu.be/cKvnXH538WE www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/JAntisem.htm END TIME GOSPEL TRUTH – FREE LECTURES AND SEMINARS. www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/GistEndGospel.htm Other:- www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/Nobility.htm http://www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/tenlights.htm http://www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/JattIslam.htm Proofs of the Virgin Birth of Jesus: - www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/bojes.htm Matt 21v33-46:- As the Jews killed the Prophets and then collected money from the devotees, so they did the Messianic Jews to Christ Jesus and created the Antichrist Pope and his killer stooges. https://youtu.be/aOH6r380ECo Super Hitler tribal Putin will destroy Blasphemer USA and the West as the German Hitler killed the unfaithful to Abraham and Yahweh sinner Jews outwardly. https://youtu.be/FQ9TyEEZcDQ There were no WMD in Iraq and these Blasphemer USA and Western nations destroyed his peaceful country. These evil-spirited Blasphemers against the Holy Spirit destroyed many more countries like Libya and they are not forgivable as the sinners are. Super Hitler Putin will punish the Blasphemer USA and the West. The tribal people of Salt are of God whilst Mammon and Media are of Satan. https://youtu.be/NIB8q3YiQZs My ebook by Kindle. ASIN: B01AVLC9WO www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/JAntisem.htm YouTube Channel:- Jatt Unity Ch. Chhotu Ram Ohylan:- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogc8-g5e_Og Any helper to finish my Books:- ONE GOD ONE FAITH:- www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/bookfin.pdf and in Punjabi KAKHH OHLAE LAKHH:- www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/pdbook.pdf EXPOSES the CROOK KHATRIS:- Punjab Siyan. John's baptism:- www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/johnsig.pdf Trinity:- www.gnosticgospel.co.uk/trinity.pdf
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Luedenscheid Ch F: Raphael Collignon [Alt] def. Botic van de Zandschulp [1] 3-6, 6-4, 6-3 Match Stats

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Botic was dominant in the first set until the beginning of the second set (6-3, 2-0), but as soon as R. Collignon figured out the rhythm starting from going after his backhands, the first seed lost faith in his shots that even if he tried to come back with the break-backs happening in the third set. As a result, R. Collignon created 3 more break points than Botic (15 to 12), converting 7 of them as the match progressed.
Besides, it appeared that both players had their own service game strengths throughout this match. Even though R. Collignon scored 2 more aces than Botic (5 to 3), Botic still won 5% more first serve points to get himself out of some troubles. However, as the first seed was unable to regain his level under pressure, even though he only double-faulted four times, he could only win 29% of his second serve points, 12% lesser than R. Collignon throughout the match.
This marked R. Collignon's maiden Challenger-level title, as well as his first Top 100 win, propelling his rank to 216 live. However, he could not get a Special Exempt for the Bonn Challenger as this was a Saturday final, having to survive the qualification rounds as he will face Adrian Oetzbach in the first qualification round. It would still be a packed week, but it could be a fun one to follow!
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