#hasan the hun

[dontmean2bepoliticalbut]

[dizzymoods]

I knew a kid (my besties younger bro) who was the sweetest boy ever. kind, considerate, selfless. And by the time he was in 7/8th grade his whole personality changed. He had started playing COD and the sociality of those games turned him into a callous, sardonic misogynist. The family was centrist liberal. voted obama but didn’t like clinton’s elitism so begrudgingly voted for trump(interested in bernie). His family was hardline anti guns.

Cut to 2021 and everyone has the most ridiculous cartoonish guns, everyone is qanon’d. election deniers, anti-vax (mom is a nurse, dad is retired firefighter 🥴) —this kid is actually the only one in the family to vax bc he was emt during the onset of covid.

Anyway i say this to say that the longevity of prepolitical positions that Josh points out is super important. radicalization is a long game (deradicalization is longer)

the analysis of the right alternative media ecosystem is spot on. they can play nice with each other to achieve goals that at least rhyme with each other. the infighting of the right isn’t as fractious bc they are various shades of capitalist. The anomalous designation of “left” encompasses neoliberal democrats (imperialists) and communists (anti-imperialists). so if harris did go on hasan the hun, neither could play nice bc of this wide division — harris has more in common with trump (pro-israel) than the turk (anti-israel).

But a lot of rich white socialites funded the panthers. HU alum and former member the League of Revolutionary Black Workers Neville Singham funds the lefty news site BreakThrough. it wouldn’t surprise me if socdem Adam McKay starts funding a “left joe rogan” type podcast.

[the-phantom-author]

just calling Hasan increasingly embarrassing nicknames on stream to see when he finally cracks. also taking suggestions from chat for even worse ones 😎

- 🌻

It starts very early in the stream, when he goes and gets you something out of the other room and you're just like "thanks babe.", and it just spirals from there. Everytime you ask him for something and he gets it you just throw out a random pet name. "Hun" "Babe" "Pookie" so on and so forth until he cannot take it anymore.

[munzevinur]

Bekle dost kapısın sadık kul isen

Gönüller tamir et ehl-i dil isen

Sevda sahrasında Mecnun değilsen

Ne Leyla’yı çağır ne çölü incit

Rıza’ya razı ol Hakk’a kailsen

Ara bul mürşidi müşkülde isen

Hakikat şehrine yolcu değilsen

Ne yolcuyu eğle ne yolu incit

Gel Hak’tan ayrılma Hakk’ı seversen

Nefsini ıslah et er oğlu ersen

Hüdâi incinir inciten dersen

Ne kimseden incin ne eli incit

Âşık Hüdâi

[goalhofer]

2024 olympians representing non country of residence part 9

Samoa: Kaiya Brown, swimming (Auckland, New Zealand); Samalulu Clifton, canoeing (Auckland, New Zealand); Tuva'a Clifton, canoeing (Auckland, New Zealand); Akazawa Gaku, wrestling (Tokyo, Japan); Lalomilo Lalomilo, rugby (Auckland, New Zealand); Eroni Leilua, sailing (Auckland, New Zealand); Tom Maiava, rugby (Sydney, Australia); Alamanda Motuga, rugby (Auckland, New Zealand); Alex Rose, athletics (West Branch, Michigan) & William Tai-Tin, judo (Melbourne, Australia) San Marino: Myles Amine, wrestling (Novi, Michigan) Saudi Arabia: Abdulrahman Alrajhi, equestrian (Marburg, Germany) Senegal: Yves Bourhis, canoeing (Gouesnac'h, France); Ibrahim Diaw, table tennis (Paris, France); Ndèye Diongue, fencing (Saint-Maur-Des-Fossès, France); Oumy Diop, swimming (Grenoble, France) & Matthieu Seye, swimming (Aix-Les-Bains, France) Serbia: Yvonne Anderson, basketball (Columbia, Missouri); Tijana Bošković, volleyball (Bileća, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Strahinja Bunčić (Banja Luka, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Saša Čađo, basketball (Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Sara Ćirković, boxing (Bratunac, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Angela Dugalić, basketball (Des Plaines, Illinois); Tina Krajišnik, basketball (Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Aleksandr Komarov, wrestling (St. Petersburg, Russia); Nemanja Majdov (Istočno Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Nikolay Pimenov; Jr., rowing (Moscow, Russia); Ivana Raca, basketball (Athens, Greece); Natalia Shadrina, boxing (Yakutsk, Russia); Velimir Stjepanović, (Dubai, U.A.E.); Khetag Tsabolov, wrestling (Vladikavkaz, Russia) & Nemanja Vico, water polo (Kotor, Montenegro) Seychelles: Simon Bachmann, swimming (Nice, France) Singapore: Caroline Chew, equestrian (London, U.K.) & Shannon Tan, golf (Charters Towers, Australia) Slovenia: Eugenia Bujak, cycling (Sosnowiec, Poland) & Elizabeth Omoregie, handball (Bucharest, Romania) South Africa: Kayle Blignaut, athletics (Rome, Italy); Matthew Guise-Brown, field hockey (London, U.K.); Antonie Nortje, athletics (College Station, Texas) & Nic Spooner, field hockey (Hamburg, Germany) South Korea: Byeong-Hun An, golf (Orlando, Florida); Mi-Mi Huh, judo (Tokyo, Japan); Ji-Su Kim, judo (Himeji, Japan); Jin-Young Ko, golf (Frisco, Texas) & Hee-Young Yang, golf (Orlando, Florida) South Sudan: Sunday Dech, basketball (Perth, Australia); Majok Deng, basketball (Adelaide, Australia); Wenyen Gabriel, basketball (Manchester, New Hampshire); Kacoul Jok, basketball (Des Moines, Iowa); Carlik Jones, basketball (Cincinnati, Ohio); Bul Kuol, basketball (Canberra, Australia); Anyiarbany Makoi, basketball (St. Louis, Missouri); Khaman Maluch, basketball (Kampala, Uganda); Lucia Moris, athletics (Nairobi, Kenya); Anunwa Omet, basketball (Mahtomedi, Minnesota); Marial Shayok, basketball (Ottawa, Ontario) & J.T. Thor, basketball (Norcross, Georgia) Spain: Lorenzo Brown, basketball (Roswell, Georgia); Gerard Clapés, field hockey (Eindhoven, The Netherlands); Andy Criere, surfing (Hendaye, France); Megan Gustafson, basketball (Port Wing, Wisconsin); Marc Miralles, field hockey (Bloemendaal, The Netherlands); Jon Rahm, golf (Scottsdale, Arizona) & Carmen Weiler, swimming (Singapore) Sudan: Yaseen Abdalla, athletics (Austin, Texas) & Ziyad Saleem, swimming (Milwaukee, Wisconsin) Suriname: Irvin Hoost, swimming (Miami, Florida) Sweden: Ludvig Åberg, golf (Tallahassee, Florida); Rolf-Göran Bengtsson, equestrian (Breitenburg, Germany); Therese Nilshagen, equestrian (Niedershachen, Germany); Alex Norén, golf (Jupiter, Florida); Louise Romeike, equestrian (Meyn, Germany); Sofia Sjöborg, equestrian (London, U.K.) & Henrik Von Eckermann, equestrian (Peel En Maas, The Netherlands) Switzerland: Alexandre Dällenbach, pentathlon (Saint-Denis, France); Nikita Ducarroz, cycling (Sonoma County, California); Albane Valenzuela, golf (Dallas, Texas); Zoé Vergé-Dépré, volleyball (Berne, Germany) & Felix Vogg, equestrian (Weiblingen, Germany) Syria: Hasan Bayan, judo (Berlin, Germany) & Lais Najjar, gymnastics (Ann Arbor, Michigan) Thailand: Jai Angsuthasawit, cycling (Adelaide, Australia)

[lyricsssdotin]

You Lyrics

Singer:Asim Azhar, Hasan RaheemAlbum:Bematlab Sun baliye tu vi kalli aeDin mera acha karde sannu vi tu dasKithe challi ae kivein kardi aeDil hoya behaal tere piche piche naal ve Tere warga na koiLabya jahaan main saaraJagaan jadon duniya soyiNeend na aave yaara Masle da hal hun kadd deMarz jehda tu laayaPagal zamana kenda Tere liye sab kuch hai qaboolDewaana bhi kahe toh manzoorRehna tere…

[dontmean2bepoliticalbut]

[altinovaguncel]

Türk sinemasının Küçük Hanımefendisi: Belgin Doruk

Türk sinemasının Küçük Hanımefendisi: Belgin Doruk

Hasan Doruk ile Refet Hanım’ın çocuğu olarak 28 Haziran 1936’da dünyaya gelen Doruk, Yıldız dergisinin 1952’de İstanbul Film ile düzenlediği yarışmada, genç kızlar arasında birinci seçildi. Zeki Müren’in “Burnunun ucundan, kirpiğinin gölgesine kadar güzel” dediği sanatçı, 1952’de ilk filmi, Faruk Kenç’in senaryosunu kaleme aldığı ve yönetmenliğini üstlendiği “Çakırcalı Mehmet Efe’nin…

[dizzymoods]

somehow someway Hasan “the hun” got an interview with Motaz Azaiza 🤯

Hasan cannot be the leading leftist voice online. He needs to be deposed immediately.

Motaz will say like “I’ve lost 18 friends and countless family members. we just want to live. we have no prejudice against jewish people. we support american efforts to stop the war. We love and honor Aaron Bushnell but we do not want you to die for us. Joining BDS is sufficient. Do your part, whatever it is that you can. Please”

and the turkish national will follow up with “have you had american food yet?”

like dog. he’s so assssss at interviews.

[dadbodfanatic-x]

Y’all. I’m really here for Woke Bae Hasan Piker. Mans a genius.

[the-phantom-author]

You just laugh and say “hasan be nice” and Austin’s like “YEA HASAN BE NICE”

"just because he's gay doesn't mean that you can make fun of him hun. There are plenty of things genuinely wrong with Austin that you can make of without me being able to say anything."

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are Weird, “My human.”

You guys requested some more LFIL stuff, so I have brought it. Lots of Fluff, I hope. So please enjoy. Also based on a couple ideas given to me by the Discord server :)

“Where are we going.”

“You’ll see.”

“I feel like this is becoming our thing.”

“What?”

“Dragging the other to some sort of event and not saying literally anything about it beforehand.” Sunny hummed deep in her chest and Adam just rolled his eyes, looking around at the dark city awash with eternal night.

“Why Noctopolis of all the places. I mean we have a week off and you want to spend your vacation days in the literal dump of the galaxy?”

She huffed and rolled her eyes, “Please, you love it here. It's like any tradeworld from any sci-fi movie ever.”

That shut him up, and she could see the slow grin pass over his face.

Finally she shrugged, “Look, I just thought it would be nice to… go somewhere where we could relax, not have to worry about hiding.”

“I think there are a few nice beachfront planets we could have done that on.”

“Not with the tourism.” She shot back 

A gust of sour wind kicked up through the bustling night streets tugging at Adam’s jacket and rippling the blue of his shirt like ripples across a pond. He adjusted his eyepatch as she led him through a maze of back alleys and tall buildings.

They took a rickety lift down into the gorge where the ever-present red mist billowed and glowed below them in patterns that undulated and wired.

They stepped off into another shallow rift, and followed a narrow street down into another side alley, where Sunny stopped.

Trash and little bits of paper blew around them where they stood in front of a peeling red door.

Adam raised an eyebrow at Sunny, “Ah, beautiful. A lovely vacation spot, I would like to move here and retire.”

“Smartass.” She mumbled at him before knocking on the red door.

There was a long pause while they waited, Adam tapping his foot against concrete below before the door opened a crack and a single human eye peered out at them. The distant echo of music thudded up through the room echoing off the walls.

“What do you want?”

“I’m A friend of Adam.”

Adam frowned and raised an eyebrow as the door shut suddenly and there was a rattling on the other side as if a chain was being released.

He glanced at Sunny but she only shook her head.

The door opened, and a woman with short buzzed black hair stepped into the doorway, invisible tattoos glowing under the blacklight.

As her eyes fell on him, he watched as her eyebrows raised, single eyebrow stud glittering in the light, “You weren’t kidding. Then her stern face broke into a smile, “Come on in. Any ‘friend of Adam’s is a friend of mine’.”

Adam followed along behind Sunny as the music grew louder, “Is that a code for something…. Is this a code? I am very confused.”

He was a lot less confused a minute later when they stepped out into the main room, a large spacious area with multiple stories. A room off to one side had bright flashing lights, and emanated with the sound of drums. Then there was a bar and couches and pool tables and TVs.

It was less of a club or a bar and more like some sort of clubhouse. The bar seemed to be serving food. On the second floor there were more couches, and some rooms that led off into other rooms.

But what really gave it away was the people.

Aliens and humans.

Aliens and humans holding hands and often cuddled up together on the couches.

He shot Sunny a look.

She just shook her head at him, and together they walked over to the bar.

Just off to their side a human was busily and delicately helping a Finnari to put on some sort of dark shaded glasses.

“That better, hun?’

“Yeah…. Yeah, that's better.” the Finnari hugged the woman, “I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for>”

“I know you can change how warm you are, and I’m sorry I have to wear the glasses….”

She just laughed and kissed the top of his head.

Adam cleared his throat awkwardly and tugged at the collar of his shirt.

They made it to the bar before anyone recognized them.

“Admiral!” He winced and turned around running into a familiar face at the bar, a familiar green mohawk and a small blue finnari.

Adam frowned, “I thought you were living on the Tesraki homeworld now.”

“We lease an apartment there for business, but we prefer it here…. So tell me, what are you guys doing here.”

He glanced at Sunny, “That’s what I’d like to know.”

She took a seat, “Just relaxing. It is our vacation after all.

Mohawk eyed them a little as Adam sat down reluctantly.

“Drinks on the house then.”

Beside him, the little Finnari waddled over handing up a cup of cucumber juice for Sunny.

The man looked at Adam,”Pick your poison.”

Adam shrugged, “Something girly and brightly colored that tastes good. If I’m going to get drunk it better be worth it.”

Mohawk grinned and got to work.

Another couple wandered over to the bar talking and laughing sliding into seats next to Adam and Sunny.

The human recognized him instantly and grabbed his hand to shake, “Admiral, Vir. I can’t believe you’re here! I can’t believe I get to meet you…. I…. well me and Hasan.” He turned to look over his shoulder at the large, silver Drev sitting next to him, “We owe you so much, the entire community owes you so much.”

Adam blinked, “I…. Well I mean…. I only did what anyone would….”

The man shook his head and waved a hand at him, no no, only you could do what you did and only you DID what you could.”

Adam shrugged not entirely sure what to say before…. “May I…. ask you a question.”

“Anything.”

“Friend of Adam. What does that mean?”

The man waved his hand, “Oh, it’s just a little coad we have for someone who is LFIL, you know so that we don’t have to say it out loud to someone we aren’t sure about.”

“Oh, I see.” he glanced back at the silver Drev listening quietly from behind, “And i’m assuming you are some sort of Kung Fu master…. Dating a Drev and all.”

“Official battle partners , actually.”

Adam raised an eyebrow, “You mean you’ve challenged-”

“Challenged him to the right of unarmed combat. Yes I did. You sure know a lot about Drev culture.”

“You forget, I am Sentinel of a Drev clan, and I spent a couple months training with one of the clans on Anin.:

The man grinned, “But yes to answer your question. I am a…. Sort of well known here on Noctropolis…. MMA fighter, though I also dabble in the use of medieval weapons.”

“Adam only had a little trouble believing that this overly talkative man could probably kick him six ways to sunday, but it seemed strange with his strong but silent type Drev partner who seemed just happy to listen and sip at his juice.

The Bar tender came back with a pink smoothie that Adam was sure had so much rum in it he wasn’t going to be able to feel his legs tomorrow, but it tasted pretty good and it included a crazy straw, so he was happy enough.

The man he had just been speaking to grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to his feet, “Come on, you need to come meet the others, they will be so excited to see you.”

He was tugged to his feet and went only a little hesitantly.

Sunny fell back and began talking with the silver Drev rapid fire.

He was dragged across the open floor to where a group of them was sitting around a low table.

A woman in a nicely recessed suit was sitting with her chin on her hands staring intently at the board.

A few rolls of the dice, and the little black-furred Tesraki stood feet on the table and pointed at her, “HA I win, eat your heart out sweetheart.”

“Not fair, if you hadn’t put hotels on the boardwalk, i would OWN your furry ass.”

The Tesraki waggled his ears at her 

Adam couldn't help but bark out a laugh, “Are you playing monopoly…. Isn’t that dangerous to play if you want your relationship in tact?”

The Tesraki turned to look at him, walked across the table and then fell back into the arms of the wall dressed woman, looking rather smug as she wrapped her arms around him, “Not likely, human.” He patted the woman’s cheek, “my muse is one of the shrewdest business minds this side of the galaxy, and nothing is more attractive than pitting one financial mind against another.”

She stroked the fur on the top of his head.

Adam smiled but shook his head, looking around the room to where the others were staring at him.

He  leared his throat, “uh….hi…. Sorry to intrude we just….”

That is when the cheers started up and he was pulled into the group with the others. He shook a bunch of hands before things settled back down. 

A finnari and a human were curled up across the circle. 

Silver drev and his battle partner were holding hands just to their right, and Adam was feeling a little more than awkward sitting, back straight hands clasped politely before him like he was sitting at church.

“Forgive me for asking, Admiral. I know it might be a sensitive subject, but everyone here in the clubhouse know each other, and we…. Well we have been wondering for a while. Well, we know you are supportive of us, of course, but we wonder if maybe you have other…. Reasons.” They glanced at Sunny

He felt his neck turn red, and tried to cover it by pulling his jacket up.

He glanced at Sunny and she leaned in to speak to him, “I think you should tell them.”

HE frowned at her.

“Just hear me out before you shoot it down. “I know you're stressed trying to keep it secret, and these people have a code of conduct. They won’t tell anyone. I just think it would be good to get it off our chests for once to people who will finally understand.”

He could see her point of course, but still. He wasn’t sure. Just thinking about saying it oud-loud was causing his chest to tighten up a bit. He had been fighting to hide this for a while now, and it was sort of just habit.

The group stared at him.

Hopeful expressions almost. 

They were waiting for him.

But how was it that despite being with Sunny, he didn’t feel like one of them. The guilt was enough to galvanise him into action. He cleared his throat and sat up “well, not when I made the speech to the GA, no….”

They seemed to wilt.

“But,”

They all lifted their heads in anticipation, “I….. Sunny and I are….. Dating.”

The word fell from his lips like a led weight. His head felt suddenly light, and the room around them burst into sound and color as the group of them rose to their feet cheering. Someone slapped him on the back. 

He could barely hear.

“Feels good doesn’t it, to finally say something to people who understand. DRINKS FOR EVERYONE!”

The group was smiling and laughing, “Come on, you don’t have to hide here.:

“Hold her hand!”

“Yeah.”

He caved, even though his hand was shaky and slick with sweat.

More cheering 

He felt as if he was drunk, or drugged. As if he had stepped out of himself. Inside his stomach churned and swarmed with insects.

“Kiss her.” Someone else urged.

The group laughed, but took up the call. Blushing like red as a cherry he leaned up and gave her a quick kiss on the bheek before sitting back down.

Thanks for them, they sensed his nervousness and backed off.

Sunny hummed with pleasure.

He still felt lightheaded.

He could hear them talking but wasn’t sure what about.

Eventually Sunny got up with one of the other drev, and the two of them stepped over to a circle on the floor to have a friendly contest with spears.

Adam was left alone.

The partner of the Drev Sunny was fighting came to sit next to him looking over at the circle, “Pretty amazing aren't they….. Beautiful.”

He nodded lethargically before, “Can I…. make a confession?”

The group was interested and leaned in, he felt their eyes on him. He rubbed the back of his neck, “I… I really do…. Thank you all for… the encouragement but…. well . I have to admit that I….I’ve never really…. Felt like one of you.”

They seemed surprised but were interested to listen.

“What do you mean?”

“I…. well…. This is going to sound strange, but I’m not….. Actually…. Attracted to aliens.”

They stared at him confused.

He sighed and shook his head, “It's… complicated.”

“We’re listening.”

“I…. it's not the fact that she’s a Drev….. I would love Sunny if she were a Tesraki, or a Finnari, or a human. I’m not attracted to Drev as a hole, but Sunny….just Sunny. That’s it she’s the only one.”

There was silence for a moment, and for a second he thought he had offended them, but then.

“Aww, that’s so sweet.”

“I understand.”

“Yeah I can see that, but either way you are more than welcome here.”

He was surprised, and after that little exchange, he relaxed a little and smiled, taking a sip of his pink smoothie using his crazy straw.

Sunny was right, it did feel a little better to get off his chest.

And for Sunny, things felt better as well. Finally she had someone she could share with about humans. At one point the aliens and humans split off into groups, the humans living on nostalgic childhood games meant to cause pain.

Sunny sat with the others.

“And the mood swings with humans.” Someone was saying.

“Tell me about it. They go from angry to cuddly to horny in about two seconds flat.”

Sunny snorted, “Can’t say I’ve seen the last one, but the first two, yeah it's a bit of a roller coaster. No wonder they’re always exhausted.”

“Really, you’ve never seen the third one.”

“Adam is a bit…. Shy I think, It’ll probably take him a while.”

“Well you are in for a surprise when he does. Humans are a bit insane.”

One of the Drev huffed, “That’s a good thing I’d say.”

The group laughed and then, “Ok but does anyone else’s human get angry when they are hungry?”

A chorus of yesses.

Sunny sighed, “Oh yes, when your human is 6,2 and 210 lbs and often forgets to eat because he’s so busy. It is a common occurrence. Then he will try to argue with me when I go to feed him that he doesn't have time and he's stressed, and I tell him that he will feel better when he eats, but NO I’m the crazy one.”

One of the Tesraki smiled, “I find there are a few ways to remedy this. Number one, is that I have stashed snacks in all the vehicles and locations that we own. Barring that, I make it a habit to hide currency in her pockets so when she randomly finds a credit it makes her day. She doesn’t know I do this.”

Sunny smiled, “I have a friend who is a doctor, and he once made me read a paper about a human scientist Pavlov, who talked about conditioning, that if you associate certain stimuli with others you can cause a specific reaction. So I make sure to play this one very specific song when we spend time together or cuddle or something, so when he’s stressed  I discreetly turn it on,and either he relaxes or he comes to me for comfort.”

The group ohed at her genius and she felt rather smug.

That was until loud laughter rang out across the room, and the group of them turned to see humans standing on the bar… or specifically one human standing on the bar dancing stupidly.

She sighed, “yep, that one is mine.”

It was good to see him loosen up at little though and he was more than happy to be dragged around by her. She even forced him to come dance with her, and some of the others joined in. Flashing lights and bodies pressed tight together in a semi darkness. Aliens and humans.

All that while the humans were slowly getting drunker.

Thought that all lead to an impromptu karaoke session with most of the humans singing horrible off tune in their drunken state.

Interesting how humans could suddenly become so bad at speaking when drunk.

Adam did pretty well though for someone who got dared to sing Burning Love, which he did pretty well despite sounding absolutely nothing like Elvis -- though to be honest, Sunny wasn’t a big fan of Elvis anyway and preferred Adam’s version. But that might also have been for the eye contact he held with her on occasion, allowing her to think maybe the song was for her.

A fact that made her secretly very happy.

Adam got more socially confident when he was drunk.

It seemed odd to her that he could be such an extroverted person who was very charismatic some times, but in other situations he could barely string two words together.

Either way, looking around at other people’s humans she couldn't help but be a bit smug. Yeah sure their humans were fit, but her human was the best. In her opinion, he had the brightest UV stripes, the prettiest eyes, and the nicest smile. Not to mention that she would bet money he could win in a fight against the other humans . 

Unbeknownst to her, a similar conversation was happening across the room with the humans, accept it was out loud.

“I mean she’s fine, my boy is the best.”

Adam snorted, “Please, gold eyes and carapace the color of blue lightning. You can’t compete.”

“Mine is taller..”

“Mine is more huggable. The perfect height ratio, but have fun bringing a step stool around with you.”

“Don’t need one when he can pick me up.”

“She can pick me up too, so your point is irrelevant.”

He leaned back against the table, his voice slightly slurred as he stared across the room at her, where she was standing, demonstrating some sort of spear move to one of the other Drev.

His voice grew serious, “No woman, no Drev, no alien can compete with the sheer power, and grace. She is a phenomenal warrior, loyal…. Everything that is perfect.”

There was a pause, and then they all burst into a fit of drunken giggling.

By the end of the night most of the humans were passed out, or close to it. And the sober aliens walked over to collect their fallen human from the scattered bodies.

Someone ave Sunny a key, “Rooms upstairs.”

She nodded and thanked the bartender as she reached down and hoisted Adam up with her lower arms under his. He was probably going to have an intense hangover tomorrow, but now he looked rather peaceful in his sleep.

She waved at the other Drev doing the same thing to their humans. Occasionally helping one of the FInnari or Tesraki with a human that was too heavy.

She went upstairs and flopped him down on a bed. He didn’t wake up, but smiled in his sleep. She crawled up to lay next to him. She was glad that he had been able to relax. She had hoped finally admitting it to someone would help.

To be fair, she needed it too.

More than most could know.

[anistrange]

THE SAGA OF THE VÖLSUNGS

In Norse Mythology, the “Völsunga Saga” is the most famous poem in northern mythology and folklore, relating the tale of the Völsungs dinasty and his inevitable tragedy that led the death of Sigürd, the famous dragon-slayer to the massacre of the burgundian royal family.

The poem was adapted in medieval texts as the Nibelungenlied in german tales and then in the classical opera “The Ring of the Nibelung” composed by Richard Wagner, where we see the most classical representation of the valkyries as winged-horse warriors with pointy helmets.

The story around the Völsungs is one of a tragedy and the role of fate as these impending path, not surprisingly, most of these characters suffer a disastrous end. leaving aside the themes of the famous ring “Andvarinaut” who cursed Sigurd, the Burgundian family and the Hun warriors. “Andvarinaut” inspired centuries later a famous british writer known as J.R.R Tolkien to write his best saga “The Lord of the Rings”

(CHARACTERS FEATURED)

Atli: The legendary king resembling the historical “Attila the Hun” is a prominent figure in the saga and in a moment of the story, the antagonist of the burgundians, as brother of Brynhildr, he marries Güdrun after the death of Sigürd and his sister, ravaging the burgundian kingdom of Gunnar, killing him in the process and his brother Högni in his search of the treasure hoard, he dies at the hands of Güdrun in his sleep, after that, Güdrun burns his palace.

Brynhildr: The most famous valkyrie or shield-maiden, she has two versions of her origins, either as a banished daughter of Odin or as the daughter of king Büdli and brother of Atli, she fells in love with Sigürd after her rescue but the burgundian queen Grimhild tricks Sigürd to marry Güdrun which leds to a rivalry between the shield-maiden and the burgundian princess, she kills herself after the death of Sigürd not before prophesying the doom of Gunnar and Güdrun. 

Güdrun: The princess of the burgundians, she is tricked by her mother Grimhild to marry Sigürd, due to a quarrel between her and Brynhildr, the former lover of Sigürd, was responsable for the deaths of her husband and the shield-maiden causing the invasion of the king Atli to Burgundy and forcing Güdrun to marry the Hun’s monarch, in his sleep, Güdrun killed Atli and burned the entire palace marrying with Jonak years later. In some versions, Hildebrand, the master of Thjódrik killed Güdrun in Atli’s palace during the fire.

Gunnar: The heir of the Burgungy kingdom, we first saw Gunnar receiving Sigürd in his court already asking for Brynhildr's hand, as Sigurd had already been tricked into leaving the valkyrie by the maid Gudrun, their rivalry grew to such an extent that a heartbroken Brynhildr ordered the Burgundians to murder Sigürd, then at the invitation of King Atli in an attempt to find the famous treasure he interrogated Gunnar and threatened him with death but only Högni knew the location of the hoard, killing the burgundian king in a pit of snakes as he plays the harp.   

Helgi: As half-brother of Sigürd he is in a constant feud with the saxons king Hunding who killed his father years prior. Later he falls in love with a valkyrie called Sigrún, the daughter of Högni of the swedes who was already compromised with Hothbrood, son of king Granmarr, Helgi and his forces defeated the family of Granmarr, taking the warrior Dag as a prisioner. Helgi and Sigrún married and had children, however, Dag kills Helgi in an attempt to avenge his family, fortunelly, Helgi and Sigrún are reunited later in Valhalla.    

Högni: The grim warrior, some versions write Högni either as a half-sibling of the princes Güdrun and Gunnar rather than a full sibling, son of Grimhild and Gjuki, he is described as a brusque, taciturn, and often short-tempered demeanor, his story revolves around the quarrel between Sigürd and Gunnar, his brother concluding in the death of the dragon-slayer. Later after knowing the secret of the treasure hoard, Gunnar orders Högni to hide the gold not before the intervention of the Huns, who questions Gunnar about the secret location of the treaure who refuses to tell the secret to Attila the Hun as long as Högni lives, and so brings about Högni's death, as his heart is cut out.

Kosthera: Kosthera (or Kostbera) is the german wife of Högni, of which they have four children; Solar, Snævar, Hniflung and Gjuki (in honor of Högni’s father) despite having a minimal appearance, she plays an important role in the Völsunga saga, in an attempt to prevent Högni to attend Atli’s invitation to his palace, Güdrun tried to send his brother a message, but was intercepted by one of the messengers, inly Kosthera could decipher the message and the dreams that were presented to him, insisting Högni not to go.    

Sigrún: One of the valkyries at the service of Odin, she fells in love with Helgi but she was already compromised to Hothbrood, the son of Granmarr, Helgi invades Granmar's kingdom and slays anyone opposing their relationship. Only Sigrún's brother Dagr is left alive on condition that he swears fealty to Helgi. Years later, Helgi and Sigrún married and had children, however, Dag killed Sigrún’s husband to avenge his family, Sigrún buries Helgi in a barrow and she is later reunited with Helgi in Valhalla.

Sigürd: Perhaps the most notorious non-deity figure of northern mythology, a combination between Heracles for slaying beasts and Achilles due to his invulnerability in the battle, the son of Sigmünd and Hjördis received the sword “Gram” from his mother using it to kill the dragon Fafnir at the command of the dwarf Regin, he encounters Brynhildr and rescue her from her prison falling in love but was tricked by Grimihild to marry Güdrun, leaving Brynhildr to marrying Gunnar, this trick of infidelity left Brynhildr in a raging crusade against Sigürd ordering the burgundians to kill her former love, german traditions mention Hagen (or Högni) as the murderer of Sigürd in the forest, while Old Norse tales mentions Guttorm killing Sigürd in his bed. After that, they prepared a funeral pyre for Sigürd and Brynhildr who killed herself not before condemning the burgundians for tricking her late love.  

Thjódrik: The germanic equivalent to the medieval King Arthur resembling the ostrogoth king Theodoric the Great who ruled the former western roman empire at a young age. By the name of Dietrich von Bern (of Verona, Italy) he has a huge story in the Poetic Edda and german tales; fought against Sigürd when he thought his master Hildebrand died at the hands of Sigürd causing so much rage into the prince that started to spit fire from his mouth, according to the Poetic Edda, he and Hildebrand were during the fire of Atli’s castle caused by Güdrun.

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Hasan Piker / Atli

Melissa Benoist / Brynhildr

Lauren Summer / Güdrun

Sam Heughan / Gunnar

Taylor Phillips / Helgi

Norman Reedus / Högni

Teresa Oman / Kosthera

Zoey Deutch / Sigrún

Christopher Mason / Sigürd

Jacob Elordi / Thjódrik

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Taxila

Taxila (Urdu: ٹيکسلا‎), is a city in Rawalpindi District of the Punjab, Pakistan. Taxila is situated about 32 km (20 mi) north-west of Islamabad and Rawalpindi, along the historic Grand Trunk Road, near the important Sikh pilgrimage centre of Hasan Abdal, and the Mughal-era Wah Gardens.

Ancient Taxila was historically referred to as Takshashila in Sanskrit, and Takkasila in Pali. The earliest settlement at Taxila was founded around 1000 BCE at the Hathial site. The Hindu epic poem Mahābhārata is believed to have been first recited at Taxila, by the sage Vaiśampāyana. By some accounts, Taxila was home to one of the earliest, if not the first, universities in the world.

Taxila’s ruins are internationally renowned, and function as a series of interrelated sites, including a Mesolithic cave, the remains of 4 ancient cities, and Buddhist monasteries and stupas. The ancient ruins of Taxila were declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1980.

Etymology

Taxila was in ancient times known in Pali as Takkasila, and in Sanskrit as Takshashila (IAST: Takṣaśilā). The city’s Sanskrit name means “City of Cut Stone”. The city’s ancient Sanskrit name alternately means “Rock of Taksha” – in reference to the Ramayana story that states the city was founded by Bharata, younger brother of the central Hindu deity Rama, and named in honour of Bharata’s son, Taksha.

The city’s modern name, however, is derived from the ancient Greek recording of the ancient city’s name, noted in Ptolemy’s Geography. The Greek transcription of Taxila became universally favoured over time, while the Pali and Sanskrit versions fell out of use.

History

Early settlement

The region around Taxila was settled by the neolithic era, with some ruins at Taxila dating to 3360 BCE. Ruins dating from the Early Harappan period around 2900 BCE have also been discovered in the Taxila area, though the area was eventually abandoned after the collapse of the Indus Valley Civilisation.

The first major settlement at Taxila was established around 1000 BCE. By 900 BCE, the city was already involved in regional commerce, as discovered pottery shards reveal trading ties between the city and Puṣkalāvatī.

Taxila was founded in a strategic location along the ancient “Royal Highway” that connected the capital at Pataliputra in Bihar, with ancient Peshawar, Puṣkalāvatī, and onwards towards Central Asia via Kashmir, Bactria, and Kāpiśa. Taxila thus changed hands many times over the centuries, with many empires vying for its control.

Achaemenid

Archaeological excavations show that the city may have grown significantly during the rule of the Persian Achaemenid Empire in the 6th century BCE. In 516 BCE, Darius I embarked on a campaign to conquer Central Asia, Ariana, and Bactria, before marching onto what is now Afghanistan and northern Pakistan. Emperor Darius spent the winter of 516–515 BCE in the Gandhara region surrounding Taxila and prepared to conquer the Indus Valley, which he did in 515 BCE, after which he appointed Scylax of Caryanda to explore the Indian Ocean from the mouth of the Indus to the Suez. Darius then returned to Persia via the Bolan Pass. The region continued under Achaemenid suzerainty under the reign of Xerxes I and continued under the Achaemenid rule for over a century.

Hellenistic and Mauryan

Alexander the Great invaded Taxila in 326 BCE, after the city was surrendered by its ruler, king Omphis. Greek historians accompanying Alexander described Taxila as “wealthy, prosperous, and well governed.” His troops were said to have found a university in Taxila, the like of which had not been seen in Greece.

After Alexander’s departure, Taxila came under the influence of Chandragupta Maurya, who turned Taxila into a regional capital. His advisor, Chanakya, was said to have taught at Taxila’s university. Under the reign of Ashoka, the city was made a great seat of Buddhist learning, though the city was home to a minor rebellion during this time.

Indo-Greek

In the 2nd century BCE, Taxila was annexed by the Indo-Greek kingdom of Bactria. Indo-Greeks build new capital, Sirkap, on the opposite bank of the river from Taxila. During this new period of Bactrian Greek rule, several dynasties (like Antialcidas) likely ruled from the city as their capital. During lulls in Greek rule, the city managed profitably on its own, to independently control several local trade guilds, who also minted most of the city’s autonomous coinage. In about the 1st century BCE or 1st century CE, an Indo-Scythian king named Azilises had three mints, one of which was at Taxila, and struck coins with obverse legends in Greek and Kharoṣṭhī. The last Greek king of Taxila was overthrown by the Indo-Scythian chief Maues around 90 BCE. Gondophares, founder of the Indo-Parthian Kingdom, conquered Taxila around 20 BCE, and made Taxila his capital. According to early Christian legend, Thomas the Apostle visits king Gondophares IV around 46 CE, possibly at Taxila given that that city was Gondophares’ capital city.

Kushan

In the first century CE, the Greek Neopythagorean philosopher Apollonius of Tyana visited Taxila, which his team described as a fortified city laid out on a symmetrical plan, similar in size to Nineveh. Inscriptions dating to 76 CE demonstrate that the city had come under Kushan rule by this time after the city was captured from the Parthians by Kujula Kadphises, founder of the Kushan Empire. The great Kushan ruler Kanishka later founded Sirsukh, the most recent of the ancient settlement at Taxila.

Decline

By the 300s CE, the Sasanian king Shapur II seems to have conquered Taxila, as evidenced by the numerous Sasanian copper coins found there. Taxila’s ancient university remained in existence during the travels of Chinese pilgrim Faxian, who visited Taxila around 400 CE. He wrote that ancient Taxila’s name translated as “the Severed Head”, and was the site of a story in the life of Buddha “where he gave his head to a man”.

The White Huns swept over Gandhāra and Punjab around 470 CE, causing widespread devastation and destruction of Taxila’s famous Buddhist monasteries and stupas, a blow from which the city would never recover. Xuanzang visited Taxila in 630 and 643 CE, and wrote that the city had already fallen into ruin by the time of his arrival.

Modern

The renowned archaeologist Sir Alexander Cunningham rediscovered the ruins of Taxila in the mid-19th century by identifying a local site known as Sarai Kala (or Sarai Khola) with ancient Taxila. Prior to that, the location of the ancient city of Taxila, known from literary texts, was uncertain.

Geography

Taxila is located 32 km (20 mi) north-west of the Pakistani capital Islamabad. The city is located approximately 549 meters (1,801 ft) above sea level.

Climate

Taxila features a humid subtropical climate (Köppen: Cwa)

Economy

Tourism

Taxila’s ruins, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, date from as early as 1000 BCE, and are a major tourist draw.

Taxila is one of northern Pakistan’s most important tourist destinations, and is home to the Taxila Museum which holds a large number of artifacts from Taxila’s excavations. Though the number of foreign visitors to the site drastically declined following the start of an Islamist insurgency in Pakistan in 2007, visitor numbers began to noticeably improve by 2017, after the law and order situation in the region had greatly improved following the start of the 2014 Zarb-e-Azb campaign launched by the Pakistani Army against radical Islamist militants.

In 2017, the Pakistani government announced its intention to develop Taxila into a site for Buddhist religious pilgrimage. As part of the efforts, it announced that an exhibition on the Buddhist heritage of the region would be held in Thailand, and that the Thai government would assist in conservation efforts at the site. Relics from Taxila were also sent to Sri Lanka for the 2017 Vesak holiday as part of an effort to showcase the region’s Buddhist heritage. The Pakistan Tourism Development Corporation also announced in 2017 that a tour bus service would be launched between the Taxila Museum and Islamabad.

In addition to the ruins of ancient Taxila, relics of Mughal gardens and vestiges of historical Grand Trunk Road are also found in Taxila. Nicholson’s Obelisk, named in honour of Brigadier John Nicholson who died in during the Sepoy Mutiny of 1857, is a monument from the British era that welcomes travelers arriving from Rawalpindi/Islamabad.

Industry

Taxila is home to Heavy Industries Taxila, a major Pakistani defence, military contractor, engineering conglomerate. The city’s economy is also closely linked to the large Pakistan Ordnance Factories at nearby Wah Cantt, which employs 27,000 people. Cottage and household industries include stoneware, pottery and footwear.

Transportation

Rail

Taxila is served by the Taxila Cantonment Junction railway station. Taxila Junction is served by the Karachi–Peshawar Railway Line, and is the southern terminus of the Khunjerab Railway, which connects Taxila to the Havelian railway station. A planned extension of the railway will eventually connect Taxila to China’s Southern Xinjiang Railway in Kashgar, as part of the China–Pakistan Economic Corridor.

Road

The M-1 Motorway, pictured near Taxila, links the city to Islamabad and Peshawar.

The ancient Grand Trunk Road is designated as N-5 National Highway, and connects the city to the Afghan border, and northern Punjab. The Karakoram Highway’s southern terminus is in nearby Hasan Abdal, and connects Taxila to the Chinese border near the Hunza Valley.

The city is linked to Peshawar and Islamabad by the M-1 Motorway, which in turn offers wider motorway access to Lahore via the M-2 Motorway, and Faisalabad via the M-4 Motorway.

Air

The nearest airport to Taxila is Islamabad International Airport located 36.5 kilometers away. Peshawar’s Bacha Khan International Airport is 155 kilometers away.

Education

University of Engineering and Technology, Taxila is a local branch of the University of Engineering and Technology, Lahore.

Taxila is home to many secondary educational institutes including CIIT Wah Campus, and HITEC University. The University of Engineering and Technology, Taxila was established in 1975 as a campus of the University of Engineering and Technology, Lahore, and offers bachelor, master, and doctoral degrees in engineering.

Ancient ruins

The Ruins of Taxila include four major cities, each belonging to a distinct time period, at three different sites. The earliest settlement at Taxila is found in the Hathial section, which yielded pottery shards that date from as early as the late 2nd millennium BCE to the 6th century BCE. The Bhir Mound ruins at the site date from the 6th century BCE, and are adjacent to Hathial. The ruins of Sirkap date to the 2nd century BCE, and were built by the region’s Greco-Bactrian kings who ruled in the region following Alexander the Great’s invasion of the region in 326 BCE. The third and most recent settlement is that of Sirsukh, which was built by rulers of the Kushan empire, who ruled from nearby Purushapura (modern Peshawar).

Culture

Modern Taxila is a mix of relatively wealthy urban, and poorer rural environs. Urban residential areas are general in the form of planned housing colonies populated by workers of the heavy mechanical complex & heavy industries, educational institutes and hospitals that are located in the area.

Museums

Taxila Museum has one of the most significant and comprehensive collections of stone Buddhist sculptures from the first to the seventh centuries in Pakistan (known as Gandharan art. The core of the collection comes from excavated sites in the Taxila Valley, particularly the excavations of Sir John Marshall. Other objects come from excavated sites elsewhere in Gandhara, from donations such as the Ram Das Collection, or from material confiscated by the police and customs authorities.

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Zetina dikiş makinası reklâmları İnce belli mantolar, yüksek topuklu rugan ayakkabılar Döpiyesler, jarseler, koyu kırmızı rujlar, kalın kemerler Doğal güzellikler, tabii kokular, masumâne bakışlar. Kınalı eller, ahh...ah o ince beller... Biz anne-baba sözü de dinlerdik. Çoğumuz görücü usulü ile evlendik. Kim ne derse desin, Hâlâ devam eden çok mutlu evlilikler kurduk. Sevmesini de sevilmesini de iyi bilirdik. Leylâ'yı bilir,Mecnun'u anlardık. Bizim ne unutulmaz AŞKLARIMIZ vardı. Mevsim mevsim yaşadık duygularımızı Şarkılarda sever şarkılarda ayrılırdık. Bizim mektuplarımız renkli kâğıtlara yazılmış Kendi el yazımızla, göz yaşı dökülmüş, Aşk mektupları, asker mektupları Gül kokulu, duygu dolu, gözyaşlarıyla ıslanmış İçinde bir tutam saç, bir küçük el izi, dudak izi taşıyan mektuplar... Ahh... Biz neydik ne değildik. Romanlara konu hayatların sahibiydik. Biz o yıllarda iyi ki vardık. Bütün olumsuzluklara rağmen Mutlu bir çocuk,sevdalı birer gençtik. Biz 2000'li yıllarda yine varız. Biz 60 'larda çocuk, biz 70'lerde gençtik Biz 80 'lerde ihtilâli, biz 90'larda ekonomik krizleri Bir kez daha yaşayanlarız. Şimdi teknolojik gelişmelerle dolu 21.Asrı yaşıyoruz. Kredi kartı, bilgisayar, internet, cep telefonu Süper market, mp 3 çalar, dizüstüler, plâzmalar Artık o kokulu,duygu dolu uzun mektuplar yok AŞKLAR yok oldu, duygular kısaldı, sembôl oldu Gençlerin iletilerinde ''nbr'', ''by'', "slm'' kısaltmaları. Cep telefonlarında kısa mesaj çılgınlıkları. Nerede meyvasını elimizle topladığımız ağaçlar? Korkusuzca oyunlar oynadığımız sokaklar... Nerede o sözünün eri yağız delikanlılar..? Vefalı dostluklar,ölesiye arkadaşlıklar Nerede utangaç al yanaklı kızlar..? Saflık, doğallık, bağlılık nerde...? Bu nedenle ÇOCUKLUĞUMU özlüyorum. El yapması oyuncaklarımı, Uçurtmamı, yaralı dizimi, ANNEMİN ninnisini Kâğıt helvayı, bakkalın sakızını Bahçedeki kiraz ağacını özlüyorum. Ya şimdiki çocuklar!.. çoğu internet başındalar Fesfutlarda süper menülerle beslenerek Bilmem hangi yabancı müziği indirip dinliyorlar Cep telefonlarına,bilgisayarlarına sarılmış Çoğu kilolu, renkleri uçuk, dişleri bozuk Teknoloji çağını yaşıyorlar. Artık 20.asır gerilerde kaldı. Çocuktuk genç olduk, baba olduk, dede olduk. Ne bâdireler atlattık, yıkılmadık ayakta kaldık. Artık yaşadığımız kadar yaşayamayacağımızı, Bir bu kadar daha ömrümüzün olmadığını biliyoruz. Olsun iyiki o yılları gördük, o hayatları yaşadık. Pişmanlık mı asla!.. Sadece o doludizgin unutulmaz yılları Özlüyoruz... Verseler aynı hayatları yeni baştan Büyük bir keyifle yaşamak isteriz. İşte!.. bu bizim hikâyemiz.....!