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MI BALLENA OMURA. Amilcar Moretti

Para ver más fotos con la posteada hoy y en especial de AMILCAR MORETTI, ir a: www.moretticulturaeros.com.ar Imagen de ANIIE LEIBOVITZ, fotógrafa estadounidense mundialmente prestigiosa. (La modelo en la prestigiosa bailarina de Nueva York, JULIE WORDEN, en 1998). Ya he dicho que, de algún modo, es la “fotógrafa oficial” de los Estados Unidos. Es la elegida por la Casa Blanca y también por el…

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Omega Radio for June 2, 2021, #265.

Johnny Hammond: “Why Can’t We Smile” (ver.)

Funk Fusion Band: “Can You Feel It”

Michael Soward: “Standing On The Top”

Quarteto Em Cy: “Tudo Que Voce Podia Ser”

Ana Mazzotti: “Feel Like Making Love”

Abahambi: “Abahambi”

Asiko Rock Group: “Lagos City”

Creative Funk: “Funk Power”

Lafayette Afro Rock Band: “Hihache”

Gary Byrd: “Soul Travelin’ Pt. 1 (The G.B.E.)“

Jack Wilkins: “Naima”

Taj Mahal: “The Cuckoo”

B.B. King: “Chains N’ Things”

Renee Costy: “Like A Magic Dream”

Jimmy Smith: “My Place In Space”

Donald Byrd & 125th St. NYC: “I Feel Like Loving You Today”

Hysear Don Walker: “Inner Face Rebirth”

Lightmen Plus One, The: “Wench”

Brian Auger’s Oblivion Express: “Future Pilot”

Bernard Ebbinghouse: “Mister Carefree”

Bobby Hutcherson: “Montara”

Steve Khan: “Candles”

Breath Of Life: “Keep In Touch”

Piero Piccioni & Shawn Robinson: “Right Or Wrong”

Arena: “Scrichell Cat”

Grover Washington Jr.: “Moonstreams”

Sonny Fortune: “Come In Out Of The Rain”

Kenji Omura & Kazumi Watanabe & Lee Ritenour: “I Feel Breeze”

Jeff Lorber Fusion Group: “Glisten”

Eddie Henderson: “Beyond Forever”

Stanley Turrentine: “Hope That We Can Be Together Soon”

Barry White: “Playing Your Game, Baby”

Champaign: “I’m On Fire”

Mass Production: “Slow Bump”

Whole Darn Family: “Seven Minutes Of Funk”

Instant Funk: “Never Let It Go Away”

Bonus Omega; crate-digging and sampling. First summer bonus broadcast.

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Top Beaches For Tourists in Madagascar

Travelling to the most beautiful places in Africa is a dream and most people are accomplishing it with the help of Satguru Travel. Madagascar is one of the best countries in Africa which one should definitely visit. When it comes to Africa, the first thought we get is wildlife, forests and nature. Here you will get to see everything that you have imagined. Madagascar has some of the best beaches in Africa, amazing wildlife and biodiversity that will amaze you. 

Madagascar has the best beaches that will make you go again and again. Going to these beaches will make you feel relaxed. This is the reason why people choose Madagascar for their vacation. Madagascar is known for its seafront it has more than any other African nation. This clear and crystal water of the Indian Ocean will give you the best beaches. 

Vacations are equal to beach trips and if you’re planning for one, Satguru Travel will help you to get the best deals over your stay and travel. It is very important to know about the places you are going to visit that save your time and lets you enjoy yourself with fewer worries. This blog will suggest some of the best and prime beaches in Madagascar, let’s start our exploration. 

1. Sainte Marie

The tiny island of Sainte-Marie is situated on the northeastern coast of Madagascar. These beaches will make you feel as if you have stepped into heaven. The turquoise waters, white sand, and mysterious coves are the things that make it heaven. There are beaches where piracy has been witnessed in past years and the beach nearby is called Baie des Forbans. Also, you can find the island’s famous “Pirate Cemetery”. You will get to see some tombs adorned with the classic skull and symbol. 

2. Manafiafy

Manafiafy is a beach that has something different to experience. It lies on the south coast of the island that is situated on a stunning, tree-lined bay that is not so crowded for visitors. On this beach, you can enjoy snorkeling and watersports such as kayaking. This has the best atmosphere and chills and vibes that will make you feel relaxed. 

3. Mitsio Islands

These Mitsio Islands are very famous as the “Maldives of Madagascar”. Due to the white sandy beaches, crystal clear waters, and exotic wildlife, this is the best destination for your vacation. The beaches are very beautiful and enhance the beauty of Madagascar. 

4. Nosy Be

Nosy Be is the most famous and well-known beach in Madagascar. It’s a huge island that is situated off the coast of Madagascar. It has plenty of beautiful beaches and is especially known as one of the few best places in the world. Here you may spot a rare Omura whale during peak whale watching season which is held from June to September. This beach is very expensive as it's popular and crowded. 

There are plenty of things you can explore in Madagascar but while exploring you should know a few things that are important in terms of safety and security. Here we are going to mention some important things that are must know before planning a trip to Madagascar. Satguru Travel will help you plan the best trip. Satguru Travel is the best travel management company that is also known as a one-stop travel solution. 

Satguru Travel is the best travel management company that provides the best places to stay and every service regarding travel. Travel to the best beaches in Madagascar and spend the best time in Madagascar. Without wasting your time, pack your bags and just book your trip with Satguru Travel. Contact us for more information. 

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This day was always coming, it got closer with every passing second, the duty of child to bury their father

Closeups and other fun stuff under the cut

I'd say happy Order 66 day but it's neither June nor happy lol. Anyways, the Pieta is one of my favorite things like ever? So this was an inevitable thing.

I'm not super thrilled at the lightsaber wound or the linework but eeehhh. Also! I'm making a tag list for art that you can fill out here if you want to be tagged

Omura Vane belongs to @certified-anakinfucker

Cin Redesign belongs to me

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Saint of the day June 01

Bl. John Storey, 1571 A.D. Martyr of England. A Doctor of Law, John studied at Oxford, was president of Broadgate Hall and a professor of law, and was an active Catholic in the reign of Queen Mary Tudor. Married about 1547, he entered Parliament and was vocal in his opposition to various anti-Catholic laws then being proposed by the governments of King Edward VI and Queen Elizabeth I. Arrested and imprisoned, he managed to escape but was captured by Elizabeth’s agents in Antwerp, returned for a trial, and executed at Tyburn.

St. Wistan, 850 A.D. Wistan (d.c. 850), Martyr of England. A grandson of the king of Mercia, he was supposedly murdered by Bertulph, king of Mercia and his godfather, for opposing the ruler's planned marriage to Wistan's mother. Originally buried at Repton, his remains were translated to Evesham Cathedral

St. Tegla. Patron saint of a church and well in Ciwyd, Wales.

St. Ronan. A Celtic bishop who promoted the faith in his native Cornwall, England, and in Brittany, France. Ronan is also associated with St. Rumon in some accounts.

St. Candida. The village Whitchurch Canonicorum in Dorset, mentioned in the will of King Alfred as Hwitn Cyrcian, presumably takes its name from St. Wite, and its church is dedicated in her honor (the Latin form "Candida" is not recorded before the sixteenth century). In the north transept of the church is her shrine.

St. Justin Martyr, Roman Catholic Martyr. apologist, born at Flavia Neapolis, about A.D. 100, converted to Christianity about A.D. 130, taught and defended the Christian religion in Asia Minor and at Rome, where he suffered martyrdom about the year 165. Feastday June 1

Bl. Alphonsus de Mena, Roman Catholic Dominican martyr of Japan. He was born in Logrono in Spain and entered the Dominican Order at Salamanca. A nephew of Blessed Peter Navarrete, Alphonsus accompanied him to Japan where he worked in the Dominican missions. On September 10, 1622 Alphonsus was burned alive by the Japanese in a group of martyrs, led by Blessed Charles Spinola at Nagasaki. Feastday June 1

Bl. Ferdinand Ayala, Roman Catholic Dominican martyr of Japan With Blessed Aiphonsus Navarette, he was arrested at Omura and beheaded. Feastday June1

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Omega Radio for June 2, 2021, #265.

Johnny Hammond: “Why Can’t We Smile” (ver.)

Funk Fusion Band: “Can You Feel It”

Michael Soward: “Standing On The Top”

Quarteto Em Cy: “Tudo Que Voce Podia Ser”

Ana Mazzotti: “Feel Like Making Love”

Abahambi: “Abahambi”

Asiko Rock Group: “Lagos City”

Creative Funk: “Funk Power”

Lafayette Afro Rock Band: “Hihache”

Gary Byrd: “Soul Travelin’ Pt. 1 (The G.B.E.)“

Jack Wilkins: “Naima”

Taj Mahal: “The Cuckoo”

B.B. King: “Chains N’ Things”

Renee Costy: “Like A Magic Dream”

Jimmy Smith: “My Place In Space”

Donald Byrd & 125th St. NYC: “I Feel Like Loving You Today”

Hysear Don Walker: “Inner Face Rebirth”

Lightmen Plus One, The: “Wench”

Brian Auger’s Oblivion Express: “Future Pilot”

Bernard Ebbinghouse: “Mister Carefree”

Bobby Hutcherson: “Montara”

Steve Khan: “Candles”

Breath Of Life: “Keep In Touch”

Piero Piccioni & Shawn Robinson: “Right Or Wrong”

Arena: “Scrichell Cat”

Grover Washington Jr.: “Moonstreams”

Sonny Fortune: “Come In Out Of The Rain”

Kenji Omura & Kazumi Watanabe & Lee Ritenour: “I Feel Breeze”

Jeff Lorber Fusion Group: “Glisten”

Eddie Henderson: “Beyond Forever”

Stanley Turrentine: “Hope That We Can Be Together Soon”

Barry White: “Playing Your Game, Baby”

Champaign: “I’m On Fire”

Mass Production: “Slow Bump”

Whole Darn Family: “Seven Minutes Of Funk”

Instant Funk: “Never Let It Go Away”

Bonus Omega; crate-digging and sampling. First summer bonus broadcast.

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JUNE 2, 2021 (#266)

Johnny Hammond: “Why Can’t We Smile” (ver.) Funk Fusion Band: “Can You Feel It” Michael Soward: “Standing On The Top” Quarteto Em Cy: “Tudo Que Voce Podia Ser” Ana Mazzotti: “Feel Like Making Love” Abahambi: “Abahambi” Asiko Rock Group: “Lagos City” Creative Funk: “Funk Power” Lafayette Afro Rock Band: “Hihache” Gary Byrd: “Soul Travelin’ Pt. 1 (The G.B.E.)“ Jack Wilkins: “Naima” Taj Mahal: “The Cuckoo” B.B. King: “Chains N’ Things” Renee Costy: “Like A Magic Dream” Jimmy Smith: “My Place In Space” Donald Byrd & 125th St. NYC: “I Feel Like Loving You Today” Hysear Don Walker: “Inner Face Rebirth” Lightmen Plus One, The: “Wench” Brian Auger's Oblivion Express: “Future Pilot” Bernard Ebbinghouse: “Mister Carefree” Bobby Hutcherson: “Montara” Steve Khan: “Candles” Breath Of Life: “Keep In Touch” Piero Piccioni & Shawn Robinson: “Right Or Wrong” Arena: “Scrichell Cat” Grover Washington Jr.: “Moonstreams” Sonny Fortune: “Come In Out Of The Rain” Kenji Omura & Kazumi Watanabe & Lee Ritenour: “I Feel Breeze” Jeff Lorber Fusion Group: “Glisten” Eddie Henderson: “Beyond Forever” Stanley Turrentine: “Hope That We Can Be Together Soon” Barry White: “Playing Your Game, Baby” Champaign: “I’m On Fire” Mass Production: “Slow Bump” Whole Darn Family: “Seven Minutes Of Funk” Instant Funk: “Never Let It Go Away”

It’s finally here. Omega Radio’s summer broadcasting season is finally underway. For the next 13 weeks, we showcase what will be our most ambitious quarter of new, current, and relevant sounds with some bonus surprises, label tributes, and more. Our first bonus show explores the world of sampling, breaks, and crate-digging treasure. Jazz, fusion, blues, funk, Latin, African, and Japanese sounds are all featured here for future use and appreciation.

We’re just getting started. Stay tuned for more.

June 5, 2021 (10PM New York City): first Summer deluxe Omega

June 16, 2021 (12AM New York City): bonus Omega

June 19, 2021 (10PM New York City): deluxe Omega

June 30, 2021 (12AM New York City): bonus Omega

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(Illume) June 12th - 18th, 1583: Shadow of a Stranger

From Lady Yukiko's Journal

6/12/1583

Today held a wedding and a surprise, and tonight we are leaving Kyoto to head into the heart of the approaching army.

It's somewhat hard to believe that this is actually the most sensible course of action, but it does seem to be. We spent the day in Kyoto, recovering from the battle yesterday, waiting for the army to get to us tomorrow. The general idea was that once the battle started, we'd board the ship that would be arriving that day and leave the area. However, some new information has caused us to change our plans.

Funitsu and Tomika were married today in a somewhat abbreviated ceremony at a shrine in Kyoto. The alliance between the clans was formed when they announced their engagement, but the actual marriage makes that alliance more permanent. I find myself growing to like Tomika more as time goes on. She and I are much alike in some ways; I have not asked, but I have a feeling that she was the favored daughter of her household, as I was. Should she live long enough to take over leadership of the Crane Clan, I think she will be most effective in curbing some of the excesses that Clan has been displaying lately.

I am not certain that Funitsu knows exactly what he's married. It should be rather amusing watching him find out.

Tonight, as we were preparing to leave, Panda and Haku were called to talk to someone who had arrived at the gates, asking for them. When they came back, their faces were troubled. "That was Saran," said Panda. "He had news for us. Reiko, are you missing a spirit?"

The kitsune looked up from where she was sitting, her legs folded up so her heels were on the edge of her chair. "Lin left when I realized she'd been keeping me ignorant all of these years. If she weren't already dead, I'd kill her--I've been waiting for her to come back so I can yell at her some more. Why?"

"Well, the reason the army hasn't attacked yet is that General Nakasura is having a wu jen perform a ritual to put an old female spirit into a new body, and allow her to live again."

Reiko went pale, a shocked look on her face. Panda explained what Saran had told her, that Nakasura was vulnerable at this point to a small force, and that this ritual was occurring and would conclude in a few hours. The wu jen's name was Shurin, and Tomika mentioned that she'd heard of him. He specialized in bringing spirits back to life without any piece of their bodies, using a recently dead corpse, a piece of a person or place that the spirit is connected to, and a spirit who truly wants to return to life.

I could see anger beginning to burn through Reiko's confusion. Suddenly, she started. "Oh. I remember now. Lin is my granddaughter. I don't remember...wait. Yes. I killed her, I dragged her spirit from her living body and let her body burn." Silent stares from all around her. "What? She was trying to kill me." She paused, and muttered seemingly to herself, "I still don't understand why...but no matter."

Much babbling. Reiko wasn't making very much sense, I'm afraid, as she seems to not remember much of her past. She said something about a husband--who was still with her?--but even more than usual, she seemed to be assuming that everyone around her could see the things she does.

At that point, Tomika told Funitsu that she would be putting herself in danger if she went with us while she was spelless, and said that she'd come along and help if she had her spellbooks, or she would stay behind, his choice. The Scorpion weighed both options, and at some urging from the rest of my retinue, chose to trust her. Tomika said that she could study on the way, especially if we could bring along a litter for her so she could have some light.

And we were off, into the night. We avoided the main bulk of the army, only having to stop a few times to let scouts go past us. I watched soldiers rounding up the people on the farms surrounding Kyoto--my people!--with a sick feeling in my heart.

In three hours, we were drawing close to Nakasura, dismounting and leaving the horses loosely tied on an empty farm. We found Nakasura's tent, as impressive as generals' pavilions usually are, and Gryphon spotted some wyverns in the sky. He warned us that he'd heard that wyverns could fascinate humans with their gaze, and that they were poisonous. My retinue started wrangling about who was going to do what. and the kitsune, evidently impatient, said, "I'm going to go look." She faded from view and was gone.

Funitsu also pulled a cloaking spell around himself and crept up to the tent. The librarian also circled around to the back of the tent, leaving the rest of us waiting for something to happen. Watching, we could see one of the guards fall asleep, the other shaking the sleeping one and then speaking to someone in the tent. Whoever it was stepped outside, and I could see he had the armor of a general on--this was Nakasura. He said clearly enough for those of us down the field to hear, "We're under attack, that's a sleeping spell. Find them!"

And the wyverns in the sky stooped and attacked.

In the ensuing confusion, Tomika came in most handy as she used a lightning bolt on a wyvern who was sneaking up behind us. Funitsu had wyvern trouble but managed quite well, if I do say so myself. I saw Tadaki get hit by a wyvern and flee, changing form as he did so. I didn't see either the librarian or Reiko until the librarian came out of the tent, followed by another wyvern. I heard a male voice I hadn't heard before come from the tent, roaring something I couldn't hear, and a few seconds later the last wyvern dove into the tent. It emerged and took flight, a naked young woman clinging to its back. Gryphon launched himself after it, managing to kill the wyvern, but the woman on its back opened a dimension door for herself and disappeared. Lin is loose in the world, it seems, whoever she is. All I know is that she knows everything that Reiko knows, and she is cooperating with my husband's enemies.

My bodyguards both acquitted themselves most ferociously, Panda falling to a blow from Nakasura and Haku stepping into her place. Nakasura stepped forward, bloody sword at the ready, but then looked at something next to Haku's foot and backed away. Haku took the opening to throw Nakasura around a bit. A lightning bolt from Tomika finished him, and Gryphon, whom Reiko had told could eat Nakasura, pounced on the corpse.

Haku picked up the thing from the ground that Nakasura had backed away from--a sparrow, sleeping. Tadaki, it would seem. Reiko appeared in the doorway of the tent, dragging the librarian out of the tent. He seemed to be fast asleep--wyvern poison, I assumed. Reiko tended to Panda, kissing the worst of her wounds closed. An odd shaman, is our kitsune. She appears to have not a squeamish bone in her body.

When Tadaki and the librarian woke, Tadaki changed forms back to human, and said with some surprise, "Ow! This thing--" He pulled out of his pocket the orb he'd gotten from Omura a few days ago. We could hear a distant screaming and a crane-shaped shadow rose from Nakasura's corpse and dove into the orb, which glowed briefly. Tadaki held a brief conversation with his orb, in which it was revealed that each of the generals has a little bit of the spirit that has taken over Hideyoshi in them, and this orb is designed to collect those pieces.

Tomika offered to wake both the wu jen and Nakasura so they could speak to us. When Tomika woke them, she made each corpse do a dance, which was amusing in a gruesome sort of way. Reiko questioned both bodies; the wu jen said that Lin was going back to Arenro.

Silence from the kitsune. Then, "Back to Arenro? What?"

Nakasura had a few more answers for us, saying that he knew that Lin and Arenro had been friends back when Lin was still alive. He had little more of use for us, though we did question him some more. We decided that we needed to alert Saran to the fact that Nakasura was dead and that his coup was no longer going to be needed, and sent the librarian into the army to find him. Reiko told us that she was going to go for a run, but changed her mind when the gryphon offered to fly her back to Kyoto.

I had not thought, before, to worry about the friendship between those two. The gryphon is somewhat impulsive, and the shaman is not much better. I hope that some ameliorating influence will happen sooner rather than later, as those two could easily be quite the menace to both enemies and allies. I know, now, that Reiko's intelligent enough--as long as she ever pauses to think, but she doesn't seem to do that too often.

The librarian spoke to Saran and then brought him back to us, telling us that the newly-minted General had an excellent idea. Saran said, if he declared loyalty to me, he could join forces with Yasahiro and help defend Kyoto, giving us a safe place to return to. After some discussion, we decided that this was a good idea, and returned to Kyoto.

When we were reunited with Reiko and Gryphon, Panda asked the shaman curiously, "Lin was your granddaughter? That must mean you've had a child or two. Do you have any other descendants?"

The shaman frowned, seemingly trying to remember. And then she blinked, and asked the air next to her, "Really? Why didn't you tell me before? All right--" She returned her attention to Panda. "My name six centuries ago was Iyotushi Reiko. My husband's name is Lord Iyotushi Setto." She glanced over at me, offering a small smile. "I am Akechi's many-greats-removed grandmother. It was in my time that the Iyotushi family became noble." A pained looked crossed her face, and she rubbed her temples, grimacing. "I'm sorry, the memories are coming back, but all out of order, and I can't make sense of many of them. I remember the night Lin died. I remember the night my husband...committed seppuku." A catch in her voice, there. "I remember little else, I'm afraid. But it's starting to come back, now that Lin's no longer in the spirit world."

There's one mystery solved--why a strange little shaman was promoted over Arenro by my husband, almost a year ago. Akechi must have known--but how? He never mentioned it to me.

Panda, Haku, Yasahiro, Saran and I spent a long time in conference this evening, planning strategies. We must assume that the other side knows of everything we do, now, and it is now that all of our plans must change.

We sail for Hiroshima in the morning.

6/13/1583

Uneventful sailing today. None of us seem very inclined towards conversation. Funitsu and Reiko have been working healing those who were wounded, and Gryphon is, as usual, fishing for himself. Tadaki has been climbing around in the rigging, and the librarian...come to think of it, I haven't seen the librarian all day. I wonder what he's been up to?

Three and a half more days to Hiroshima, if the wind holds.

6/14/1583

I confess to being very curious as to what, exactly, is going on between Funitsu and Tomika. Intuition is telling me that she might actually be starting to like him.

I suppose it'll develop as it does. It would be good to know if she truly is on our side; I do not yet trust her completely.

The shaman spoke to nobody today. I greeted her as she went by me on the deck this morning, but she acted as if she did not see me. Perhaps she is more in the spirit world than not, today.

The child within me is quiet. I get the sense that it is waiting for something.

Perhaps it is waiting for the same thing I am--answers.

6/15/1583

Poor Haku is restless. As are the rest of us, except Gryphon who has been having a wonderful time swimming in the ocean and showing off his new ability to fly, and Panda who is her usual calm self. She's been doing a lot of meditation, and sword drills with me, Haku, and the librarian. Haku's been getting whoever will agree to be his victim to drill with him; the motion seems to do him good. The air has felt like it wants to storm all day long, but the weather refuses to break.

It's late in the evening, perhaps ten o'clock, and I just saw Reiko go past my door, down the corridor. I suspect she's found a sailor or two to keep company with for the moment.

This weather! It's enough to drive those of us who aren't already crazy quite mad.

Earlier this evening, I'd arranged for a bath--one of the perks of being both noble and pregnant is that people tend to indulge you when you request things like hot baths. I think they reason that I'm at least asking for attainable things, not plums from the slopes of Mount Fuji or anything like that.

Panda accompanied me, being the closest thing to a lady in waiting that I have at the moment, and as I used a touch of magic to heat the water for myself, I asked her, "So, do you think we can trust the shaman?"

"Why wouldn't we?"

I cupped my hands and poured water over my shoulders. "Her spirit did betray us, after all. I'm not sure what the odds of that happening again are."

Panda shrugged, beginning up pull her topknot down and comb out her hair. Her swords were by her side, and she was keeping a watchful eye out, still on duty even now. "She says that was the only spirit who was rebellious. Even the one who possessed her before was simply misguided. Possesion can happen to almost anyone. If even Akechi can be possessed, I'm not sure that any of us are immune."

"Not a child still in the womb, certainly." I cupped my hand over my belly, sighing a little. "So you think we should keep her with us?"

"She's probably better off with us than away with us. Akechi sent her with us for a reason, I'm sure. Perhaps she knew of her connection to your family."

"He never mentioned it to me, but perhaps. I'd also like to know how Hirohito knew that we are traveling with a kitsune and a hengeyokai."

Panda pulled at a stubborn tangle. "I assumed that the Lord told him."

"I don't know that he would have. There was very little that Akechi did not share with me; while I knew about Tadaki, I didn't know what Reiko was, and that's the sort of thing that he wouldn't have told his brother without telling me." I wound a lock of hair around my fingers, thinking. "He knows too many things, Panda. I don't trust him. I like him, but we need to be very wary of him. He may not be an enemy, but I don't think we can count him as a friend. At the very most, he is an ally."

"Don't worry, Lady. I trust very few people, and Hirohito is not on that list."

I smiled. "Good, samurai. We should keep it that way." I shifted, pulling my knees as far up as they'll go at this point. "I wonder how Tomika is really feeling about Funitsu. I almost think she rather likes him."

"Well, he is not unattractive, or so I assume from the tittering I've heard from your ladies when he comes to see you."

"And he can be charming, when he puts forth the effort. I'm not certain if that's going to be enough to overcome the manner of his asking her to marry him. It is customary to untie the lady first. It smacks of coercion."

"I don't know. At least she had the choice as an adult. My parents had their marriage arranged when they were both three years old, and they were quite happy together, so perhaps this will work out the same way."

"Hopefully. We'll see." I'd caught a glimpse of Panda's face as she put down her comb, wincing a little as her arm moved through a range of motion that had just been healed a couple of days before. "How are you, Panda? Recovered from the fight?"

"My body is mostly healed, thank you."

I tilted my head. Panda had something on her mind, and she wasn't about to tell me about it unless I asked. "And your soul?"

She sighed a little bit. "Troubled, Lady. Nearly dying has brought to the forefront of my mind that should I die, that will be the end of my line. I have asked Haku, should I fall, to bring my sword to my ancestral temple, but...I should have someone to pass it on to."

I considered this. "I know you've been very focused on your career, Panda, but perhaps it's time you gave some thought to having a child or two. Now, of course, isn't the right time, but perhaps once we have Akechi back, you could find someone."

"Or I could find someone to adopt. I was sent to my parents by the goddess and the god when they were unable to conceive. I am certain that, when the time is right, the opportunity will present itself."

"Or perhaps you'll find someone along the way that you like enough to consider adding them to your bloodline."

Panda answered, a bit stiffly. "I have heard that the process of actually bearing children requires, ah, a father."

"It does. And the process of conceiving is really quite a lot of fun. You ought to try it. I'm certain any of our companions, except perhaps Funitsu, would be quite willing to introduce you to the concept..."

I realized that I'd gone a bit too far with that when I saw Panda blushing, bright color burning on her cheeks. She looked away and said, in a somewhat strangled voice, "Oppressive weather we've been having lately, isn't it?"

"Nice subject change, samurai." I chuckled a little. "Well if you ever need help with your endeavors, let me know. If nothing else, I can describe the process for you well enough."

"We don't need more than one person nauseous in the morning at this point, and I can't defend you with an awkward belly in the way."

"True enough. I suppose I feel like someone in my retinue should be getting laid other than the kitsune and possibly Funitsu."

Panda raised an eyebrow. "Reiko is...indulging herself?"

"She's no good to us starving. That's why I told you not to lock her in any more. I believe that a sailor or two has been obliging her, as well as probably a guard back in Kyoto. Or, possibly, Yasahiro. I haven't asked, and it's probably better that I don't know, unless she develops an attachment to someone. And keeping her fed means that she's less likely to need to feed on one of us."

"There are, ah, probably several who wouldn't mind her method of feeding among us, i'm sure." Panda was beginning to shift around again, a sure sign that we were getting close to one of those subjects that she's uncomfortable with. I had a sudden insight as to why, but chose to leave it alone for the moment.

"But what happens when she saps the vitality of someone we need in battle the next day? Safer to have her indulge outside of our retinue." I stretched and set to scrubbing myself, the warmth of the water relaxing me as it always does. We talked some more, mostly about inconsequentials, as I finished bathing. I slipped once and made reference to the librarian being something than what he appeared to be, and Panda replied, "He is an archivist. If I were to know that he were something else that was not exactly honorable, I would have to do something about it, more than likely."

I nodded, taking the warning. "He is simply an archivist. But a useful man, you must admit."

"Undoubtedly. Librarians are quite fierce in the defense of their books. I suppose that, in the end, we're books ourselves, so that protectiveness transfers."

I laughed a little at the mental backbends the samurai was doing, and chose to not deliberately disturb her world. "You and your honor, Panda."

"I would not be as useful to you without it, my Lady."

"I will keep this in mind, samurai. For the moment, though, would you mind helping me up?"

Wrapped in a robe, my hair down to dry (this fiendish air is making it take much longer than it usually does), I am about to finish this and retire for the night.

I dreamed of Akechi last night. Perhaps, tonight, I will do so again.

6/16/1583

If the wind holds, this will be our last full day of the voyage. We're all vaguely irritable, including the child, who has taken to kicking my spine again. Tomika is sniping at Funitsu and, strangely enough, the librarian, who as far as I can tell hasn't actually done anything offensive other than be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I approached Reiko, who was splinting the leg of one of the ship cats who'd been unlucky enough to be in the wrong place when one of the sails had shifted, and sat down next to her. She said, "As long as you're here, Lady, could you hold the splint in place for me while I wrap this?"

I complied, the cat squirming uncomfortably under my hands, as she wrapped leg and splint with a length of cloth. "There we go. It'll need to be kept quiet for a couple of weeks, but it should heal all right. It was a clean break."

"I didn't know you knew how to doctor animals as well as humans."

She shook her head. "Broken bones are somewhat obvious, wounds are wounds no matter what species. Illnesses differ between humans and animals, though, and the cure for humans might kill an animal, and vice versa." She rubbed the cat's head, and a rumbling purr came from it, as it seemed content to lie on her lap for the moment. "I mostly stick with humans."

"Have you always been a physician?" I was genuinely curious, and this also seemed to be a line of questioning that might get me some of the answers I sought.

"I--no. Before Lin, it was one of my interests, but I never truly developed it. After, well, it seems that I spent at least some of my lives being one. Among other things."

"Such as?" I could tell I was making the kitsune uncomfortable, but I needed to know.

She looked at me, those amber eyes unreadable. "I know the first life after I acquired Lin, I was a geisha. One of the...not quite reputable ones. After that, I have very few memories. I know I was a court physician when I acquired Zhane. I have a feeling that I've made my way in the world in whatever manner was available to an attractive woman of no family and few resources other than her body and her gift for knowing what others do not. Lin...Lin was ashamed of me, I think. She had difficulty with knowing that she had immortal blood. I was never what she wanted me to be, and she never let me forget it."

"And before Lin?"

She smiled. "Before her, I was the Lady of a noble house, one that rose quickly after the death of the Emperor who declared my late husband, and thus myself and my child, noble. I built the estate in Kyoto, and I lived there quite happily for a very long time. And then, one night, I was talking to Setto on my balcony, and I saw something in my garden that shouldn't have been there. That was the night that everything changed."

"Is it true, then, that you're Akechi's--and my child's--ancestor?"

"I and Setto founded Akechi's line." Again, that sensual smile. "He was the only one I ever married, and it took him seven years to convince me that marrying him was a good idea. Fifteen years was far too few to spend with him. I was...most upset when he was forced to commit seppuku."

Something wasn't adding up here. "You said that all of your spirits except Lin had died by your hand--and it turned out that you killed Lin, as well. But you say that--Setto, right?--committed seppuku. Does that mean..."

Reiko was looking down at the cat, watching her own hands smooth the silver and black fur. "One of the ancient ways of ritual suicide is to submit oneself to one of the demons who lives on the life force of others. I am...one of those demons. Setto knew what I am, and he asked me to be his sword for seppuku." She raised a hand to her mouth, pausing, taking a quick breath inward. I waited for her to continue. "I'm sorry, talking about it brings the memory back. He was the only one who ever made the choice to be drained by me, and it was only because I loved him that I agreed. It was not easy. I know you love Akechi. Setto and he are...much alike."

I tried to imagine the confused little shaman that I knew as the reigning Lady of a noble line. She must have been very different back in the day; the Reiko I know can barely govern herself, much less an entire family.

We sat in silence for a few moments. Reiko continued petting the cat, and then looked at me. For the first time, something of the immortal stirred in her eyes. "In the last six centuries, I have killed every single person I have ever loved. I find that track record somewhat troubling. If you chose to tell me to leave your service, I would understand."

I shook my head. "Reiko. I am convinced there is a reason that you are with us, and I am loath to upset that. Besides, I think that as long as you know what you are, you won't kill anyone you don't mean to. You've been feeding lately, unless I miss my guess."

She grinned. "The sailors are most obliging." Her expression sobered then, and she said, "Just so you know, I will not be feeding among your retinue. Even if some choose to share my bed, there are too many problems that might be caused by me actually feeding on any of them."

"Don't make any promises you can't keep, kitsune. But thank you for your consideration." She chuckled, shrugging. The cat on her lap lifted its chin to be scratched, and I reached over to pet it. After a moment, I asked, "You know, you keep referring to yourself as married. But Setto has been dead these six centuries, and, well...you certainly don't act married..."

"I suppose I'm officially a widow. But Setto's spirit--" She glanced over at a spot in the air where I could see nothing. "--is very much with me, all the time. What I remember of the years after his death tells me that I considered myself very much married to him, though he was with me in spirit and not in body. And now, yes, it feels right that I'm married. Even when I didn't know what I was or who he was, I knew I loved Setto the best of all my spirits. As for the other, when my husband was alive, we had an arrangement that allowed me to feed on other people. Otherwise, a relationship between a kitsune and a human ends in a slow death for the human. And now...he married me knowing what I am, after all." She looked back at that spot in the air, head tilted as if she were listening to something I couldn't hear. "It really is, Setto. I'm working on it." The shaman smiled at me. "Setto just said that it's too bad he can't talk to you directly. He approves of you, I think."

I blinked, unsure of what to say. "Ah, thank you."

"Just passing on the message. And now I have even more of a reason to stay with you, Lady. Your child is my many-times-great grandson. Or granddaughter, but I'm thinking grandson. I was once this family's guardian. Perhaps it's time for me to take up the position once more." Again, a flash of the immortal in her eyes as she grinned at me. Then she cradled the cat to her chest, rising and lifting her face to the sky, smelling the wind. "Hiroshima tomorrow, do you think? If we're lucky, we'll get there before the storm breaks."

Something occurred to me as I stood, rubbing the small of my back. "You mentioned that the Emperor who declared our family noble died soon afterwards. I don't suppose you had anything to do with it, did you?"

Her smile contained no mirth whatsoever. "Officially, his heart stopped as he was sleeping one night, which was surprising as he wasn't that old and in excellent health. But for future reference, Lady? It is a very bad idea to take away someone I love from me." She turned and walked towards the bow of the ship.

So I have many things to think on tonight. Who else among my retinue holds such surprises?

With luck, tomorrow we'll be on dry land. I confess that the allure of sea travel is beginning to wear a little bit, but it does give such opportunities for learning about one's companions.

The storm continues to hold. I felt the touch of a raindrop a few minutes ago, but nothing else. Perhaps tomorrow, when we're on land.

I'm finding myself looking forward to seeing Hirohito again, oddly. After getting over my initial trepidation about him, I find him much like Akechi in many ways. If nothing else, he has been a good ally so far, though I fear he has enough secrets that this might not last forever.

More tomorrow, of course.

6/17/1583

Hiroshima! Finally. We reached port just as the first raindrops from the storm that has been following us started pattering on the deck. By the time we reached Hirohito's home, the wind had picked up and thunder was growling. I confess to finding myself relieved that the weather had finally broken, even if it meant that we were soaked to the skin by the time we reached the palace.

We were made welcome and told that Hirohito was on his way back from Tokyo at the moment; he was scheduled to arrive that evening, but the storm might well delay him. A day of rest has done us a world of good; even Tomika seems to be in a better mood.

In fact, Tomika seems to be in a *much* better mood than she has been. I don't know her well enough to know what this mood swing might presage. It's late afternoon, and we are gathered in a large room, one wall of which is opened so we can watch the warm rain. Panda's on guard duty, standing at attention beside me; Haku, I believe, is in the garden somewhere. Tadaki's settled on a cushion, studying his spellbook, and Tomika's doing the same. Funitsu is standing near the open wall, seeming to be contemplating the falling rain and the occasional growl of thunder.

Reiko and the librarian are studying out of the same books, attempting to puzzle out whatever Reiko's gaijin spirit is telling her. They seem to be making some progress, but how much I cannot tell. Now that Lin is no longer with her, Reiko seems to be much less prone to muttering to herself, which has been a pleasant change.

I quail at the thought of Arenro knowing everything that Reiko and thus Lin knows about us, but I suppose it can't be helped. We did our best to stop her, and we failed. Overall, I think we came out somewhat ahead, but the odds are still against us.

If only we could find Akechi. Though I know he's safe for the moment, and keeping him safe means staying out of Hideyoshi's grasp, I'd feel much better if he were here with us. Of the two of us, he has the better tactical mind, though I'm by far the better at gathering intelligence. It's too bad I can't get in touch with any of my old contacts; I have to assume for the moment that they're all compromised.

We'll see what Hirohito has to suggest when he gets here.

6/18/1583

Hirohito arrived mid-morning and came to see us soon after. After trading greetings, we settled down in the large room we've been using to gather in to talk. Hirohito told Funitsu that Arenro had been most upset at the news of his engagement to Tomika. "His exact words were, 'Who the hell let that happen?' And, by the way, isn't she one of the wu jen I told you to go kill?"

Funitsu shrugged. "She turned out to be considerably more than a minor noble. It was the...course of greatest prudence."

My brother-in-law snorted. "Scorpions."

Reiko spoke up. "I'm afraid we have bad news for you, Lord." At his nod, she continued. "One of my spirits turns out to have been an old friend of Arenro's, from five centuries ago. She was brought back to life by a wu jen who specializes in such things, and has returned to Arenro's side. She knows everything I know, which means that you're now compromised. I am sorry."

He sat still for a moment, contemplating this. Then he asked, "Do you still have that source? I think I'll need some. If Arenro knows about me helping you, soon Hideyoshi will know, and the next time I show my face in Tokyo, it will probably be forcibly separated from my shoulders. I'll still help as I can, but I'm not going to be able to feed you information from inside any longer. I suggest you find another general to turn."

"Any suggestions?" asked Funitsu.

"Omura might be a good one to start with. Though...General Nibori has never been easily controlled. He's hengeyokai, and has fought the control long and hard. He was most certainly not a willing conscript. He may be the best bet for you. He's located near Akita, near Hokkaido." His eyes rested on me. "Sister, your father is having a bit of trouble. He is surrounded by people who would do him harm, and one of his advisors is quite dangerous and, I am convinced, trying to get him to help Arenro's side. She is also hengeyokai, her name is Emi."

At that, Tadaki started. "There's a name I thought I'd never hear again."

"Friend of yours, Tadaki?" Funitsu was looking at our wu jen with narrowed eyes.

"A childhood acquaintance. She helped kill almost all of the people in my village." He shook his head, shivering a little. "She's one of the few people I've ever known who were truly born bad. We caught her dissecting one of our people when she was eighteen; we never managed to prove that she'd killed him, but she'd definitely taken him apart after he died. I've been looking for her, and the people who helped her destroy my village, for a number of years now."

Reiko's smile was wry. "Well, here's your chance. I'm sure the Lady would like to help her father, and...Akita's on the way, correct?"

Funitsu replied, "Almost everywhere is on the way to Hokkaido. It's at the other end of Japan. If we go up the western coast, we can stop by Akita on the way and talk to this Nibori."

Tadaki broke in, "Wait, I wasn't paying attention before. Nibori, you said? He's a Sparrow, as well?" As disturbed as he'd looked before, he looked quite happy now. "He's an old friend, a real one this time. He's from my village, and he was taken when it was destroyed. I never managed to find him. Perhaps he knows what happened to Midiko, as well."

We discussed it for some time, and decided that sailing up the western coast was the best idea. It will take us between a week and two weeks to get up the coast, depending on whether or not the winds are with us. We'll restock the ship tomorrow and sail the day after.

And now, I am wondering about that village that Tadaki grew up in. There is more than he's saying to the destruction of his village. But I suppose those are speculations for another night.

The storm's rage has abated, and the rain is now gentle and warm. May all the storms we pass through be so benign.

Quotes:

"I don't want to be in battle with a wyvern!" "Sound tactical thinking. You've concisely summed up the problem here." (Hiroshi, Haku)

"I position myself away from the things that are trying to kill me." (Hiroshi)

"She dances Nakasura's corpse towards you, one-legged." "I grab the leg bone of his I'm gnawing on and run away. MY leg now! MINE!" (Storm (as Tomika), Gryphon)

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June 6 - Fushimi-Inari

If there's one thing I loved from my folklore class last fall, it's the Shinto kami. Inari is one of the most important ones and I LOVE HER. Visiting Fushimi-Inari Taisha, the biggest shrine to this God, was absolutely surreal. In fact, this is a picture of just one of the shrines in the grounds, this one being the one dedicated to matchmaking. It's extra cool because in the Shinto faith, the mirror is the object of worship and not normally visible. We got lucky, though, and have now been to two shrines with it on display! Another lucky occurrence is that at the outer Inari shrine, we were able to watch an authentic kagura dance performed by the Miko! (That's a spiritual dance done with bells, fans, and ribbons performed by shrine maidens to appease the gods.) It was so beautiful and artistically done. Apparently, at this shrine you can pay (probably an obscene amount of money) to get a kagura dance performed for your benefit, and we're just really lucky to have stumbled upon it. And, yes, I did see the senbon torii (literally thousand red gates, but there are actually more than 30000!!!) but I didn't choose that picture because it doesn't capture the "wow" of the shrine. I did get to pick up the Omura rock, a rock that tells your fortune: if you think it's heavy, your wish will take a long time to come true but if you find it light your wish will come true soon. I thought it was pretty light but I also got a little fox fortune that said I would only have minor luck. Guess I'll have to try again at Nara! I found so many cute shops near the shrine. I was also happily able to find a good luck necklace, which I bought to match my close friend Summer who is staying in Japan for a year (I also got her to make a Snapchat so that's fun). I know I'm a bit superstitious, but I think it's better safe than sorry. Today was such a great day!

Academic Reflection

I knew quite a bit about Inari before coming on this trip, as she's one of my favorite Shinto kami. Notice I keep saying "she." This is because, even though there's some debate now, I'm convinced Inari is a goddess. I think she was a goddess from the start and when the rice harvest (her original domain) became associated with business success (what she's now known for) the men tried to change it up to not have TWO powerful female kami at the forefront of Japanese Shinto, as that would call into question why women weren't equal even though there are two important females and two important males in their Pantheon. This could also be my fiercely feminist nature coming to the forefront, but who knows. In any case, one thing is clear from the readings: Inari is a person (god), not a fox. The foxes are messengers (cute ones!).

[crystal-in-nagasaki]

elementary school sumo tournament

Near the end of June I was allowed to join in Omura city’s elementary school sumo tournament. 

Sumo is the national sport of Japan and if you’re not familiar with it, it’s a wrestling sport in which two opponents try to push each other out of a circular ring (or topple them). It’s a centuries old sport and even incorporates Shintoism, as the wrestlers usually throw salt in the ring before entering to purify it. 

Sumo wrestling is a prestigious and strictly regimented sport in Japan. Professional sumo wrestlers live in shared housing and have their lifestyle and diet strictly monitored according to tradition. Wrestlers wear traditional dress during matches including a samurai topknot hairstyle and mawashi, a cloth belt. 

There are big tournaments in four of Japan’s largest cities: Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, and Fukuoka during different parts of the year. Fukuoka is closest to me in Kyushu and has their tournament in November. I’m hoping I can visit to see a professional match someday. 

So anyway, I found out that my small elementary school of just over 30 kids has a sumo ring in their school yard. It looked similar to a shrine and I wondered what it was since my other elementary school didn’t have one. Apparently this small mountain school hosts both the Omura city and Nagasaki prefectural elementary school tournaments every year. A past student of this school became a professional sumo wrestler and even donated some sumo pictures and memorabilia to the school, which can be found hanging on the wall in the school’s entrance. 

I only just found out about the tournament as I was leaving school one day. I passed the gym on my way out and noticed male students in sumo belts and female students with the belts over their clothes practicing in the gym. I asked a teacher about it and they told me about the tournaments. Thankfully they also agreed to let me come since I work at the school (it’s limited to only parents and school personnel). 

Luckily rainy season took a short break and we had no rain on the day of the Omura city tournament. Elementary schools across Omura (there are about 15) sent a few students each to represent them in the tournament. My small school which hosted the event entered six students while my bigger school only entered one. 

Only 4th, 5th, and 6th grades could participate and were separated into their respective age groups for the matches. Traditionally women are not allowed to compete in sumo, but at the elementary level, the girls were also allowed to compete. I was really happy to see that the girls could participate as well, and they even got to compete against the boys (and some of them won!) The boys wore the traditional attire of only the sumo belt, and the girls wore sports clothes with the belt fastened over top. The belt is very important to have because usually the wrestlers maneuver their opponent’s weight by grabbing the belt. Having other clothing may be dangerous or offer different advantages/disadvantages to the wrestlers. 

They began with an opening ceremony introducing each student, then began the matches with the 4th graders. They competed in a tournament style until they had one yokozuna, or champion, for each grade. The top four spots in each grade could advance to the prefectural tournament 2 weeks later. 

My principal handed out pamphlets with the names of the participants and information about various sumo techniques and illegal moves. Before each student entered the ring, they bowed and threw salt into the center, honoring the sport’s Shinto beginnings. Even in an elementary setting, they followed traditional protocols for sumo. It was nice to see children get to participate and honor traditional culture this way.

And so I watched my young students tumble dangerously around a dirt ring. It was really exciting as some of the matches were very close. Some students would be pushed to the edge of the ring with only the soles of their feet hanging on only to pivot at the last second and send the other student over the ring. One of my 6th grade boys was especially impressive. His final match lasted over a minute with many close calls and ended with both boys tumbling over the side of the ring. He ended up placing second overall but I could tell he gave it everything he had and we were all so proud of him. 

Four of my six small school students were eliminated after round one and the other two qualified for the prefectural tournament. 

At the end, they held an awards ceremony and gave all of the qualifying students medals and gift bags. They also gave each family of the winners large bags of local rice which was sweet. One parent tried to give theirs to me but I don’t eat much rice outside of school lunch and had to decline. Although many of my students didn’t qualify for prefectural, everyone was all smiles at the end of the event. It was really fun and cool to get to be a part of it, and I’m glad to see my students having fun as well. 

I attended the Nagasaki prefectural tournament two weeks later. I had expected it to be bigger, but I think maybe many schools did not want to make the drive, so only a few schools outside of Omura showed up. The first place students from each grade were invited to the national tournaments, held in Okinawa for female students and Tokyo for male students. Unfortunately none of my students made the top spot, but it was still great to cheer them on in the prefectural tournament and they all gave it their best shot.

I found out about the tournaments almost by accident, but I’m so happy that I was allowed to go. It’s really nice to see my students outside of the classroom and cheer them on. I wish I could show some pictures that I took, but I can’t share any pictures of students due to privacy concerns. I hope I was able to explain the event in a way that does it justice! If you ever get the chance in your life to experience sumo, I highly reccommend it. 

[conandaily2022]

Miss Universe Kosovo 2022 results: Tuti Sejdiu crowns successor in Pristina

Miss Universe Kosovo 2022 results: Tuti Sejdiu crowns successor in Pristina

beauty pageant: Miss Universe Kosovoedition: 5thdate: June 10, 2022venue: Venom Club, Magjistralja Prishtinë-Ferizaj, Pristina, Kosovo host: performers: candidates: 8 . CANDIDATES PLACEMENTCANDIDATESTop 8Arbenita Jakupi (Shtime)Artiola Sylejmani (Podujevo)Edona Aliu (Gjilan)Erisa Haxhiu (Pristina)Leona Komani (Dukagjini)Leonita Omura (Ferizaj)Lumbardha Morina (Prizren)Roksana IbrahimiTop…

[karinemavoa]

Annie Leibovitz

I am drawn to Annie Leibovitz's work as she draws in my attention to the figures of people. I enjoy looking at the human figure where shape is shown.

Having a lot of dark space, the curvature of the body is seen. For my focus as of now; portraits, this shows a 'depth' to the persons story.

For one single image has the ability to tell a story, I want to make sure that even focusing on one subject, 'depth' is seen by using and thinking bout colours and lighting. I will take into consideration these aspects as it can enhance/change the feel to it (the person).

Annie Leibovitz, Miles Davis, New York City, 1989, Chromogenic dye coupler print, New York City, Artnet.

Annie Leibovitz, JUNE OMURA, CLIFTON POINT, 1999, 1999 Iris print, Artnet.

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“Annie Leibovitz on the Shots That Made Her.” The Guardian. Guardian News and Media, March 31, 2019. https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2019/mar/31/tricky-dicky-arnies-abs-annie-leibovitz-rolling-stone.

“Annie Leibovitz.” Artnet. Accessed April 1, 2021. http://www.artnet.com/artists/annie-leibovitz/.

Nast, Condé. “Annie Leibovitz.” Vanity Fair. Accessed April 1, 2021. https://www.vanityfair.com/contributor/annie-leibovitz.

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Trader Who Predicted $2,500 Bitcoin Rally Warns of Pullback: Here’s Why

Bitcoin’s strong surge to kick off 2020 has caught many traders on the back foot. Case in point: each leg higher in the price of BTC has been marked by dozens of millions of dollars worth of short liquidations on margin trading platforms like BitMEX. While the majority seem to have been caught off guard, one trader called Bitcoin’s emerging uptrend: Financial Survivalism, also known as Sawcruhteez. Just a day after New Year’s Day, the prominent trader claimed that Bitcoin was starting to show signs it was forming a textbook Wyckoff Spring pattern. The pattern, Sawcruhteez suggested, implied BTC was going to hit $9,200 in the middle of January. Possible $BTC fractal that I will be keeping a close eye on. Would line up very nicely with a Wyckoff Spring. pic.twitter.com/qD9MjNRhLT — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) January 2, 2020 And that it did. By January 17th and 18th, the leading cryptocurrency had passed above the key psychological and technical resistance of $9,000. Now, Sawcruhteez is warning of a potential retracement, which should be a potent caution considering his track record. Related Reading: Analysts Expect “Moonshot” in Ripple’s XRP as Price Retakes $0.30: Here’s Why Bitcoin Could Soon See Retracement, Analysts Suggest Today Sawcruhteez pointed out that for the trading session of Thursday, the ongoing one-day, two-day, and five-day candles are all printing green 9s, according to the Tom Demark Sequential, a time-based indicator that issues 9 and 13 candles at reversal points. The combination of green 9s on three key timeframes, Sawcruhteez wrote, might be a primer for a “correction,” for it would suggest that the short-term bull trend has been thoroughly exhausted. $BTC is on a green 9 on the Daily, 2D and 5D. If this leads to a correction it should be a great opportunity to buy the dip. Will you be ready? pic.twitter.com/eTeORhSeZ9 — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 13, 2020 It isn’t only the confluence of the TD Sequential printing 9s across time frames that has analysts concerned. Thomas Thorntown of Hedge Fund Telemetry recently pointed out that per his Demark Sequential Countdown, which called Bitcoin’s $6,400 bottom, the indicator is printing a potential sell candle, meaning investors should be cautious. This is notable: the indicator printed a 13 candle when Bitcoin hit $20,000 in December 2017, when BTC cratered to $3,150 on December 14th of 2018, and at the $14,000 top in June of 2019. Also, extremely profitable cryptocurrency whale J0e007 (Joe), who took $14.4 million worth of profits in December 2019 and nearly $7 million in the last month alone, recently warned that Bitcoin could soon be in for a crash so big that the “whole crypto space is essentially wiped out,” not just a small retracement as some expect. Healthy retracement? Without fiat in the system? How about crashing so that the whole crypto space is essentially wiped out? — Joe007 (I identify as Omura's seppuku whale) (@J0E007) February 10, 2020 He backed this strong assertion by looking to fiat inflows into the crypto market (or lack thereof), noting that the Tether’s flatlining market capitalization is “hard to explain from a position that we’re in the middle of a new bull market” and that Grayscale’s inflow data doesn’t convince him there is enough demand to absorb the mined supply. What Do Bulls Have to Say? Despite all this, many bulls remain resolute in their stance that Bitcoin remains in an uptrend that will not see significant pullbacks, at least for now. Sawcruhteez recently noted that the three-day Ichimoku Cloud for Bitcoin is now “fully bullish,” with prices breaking through the cloud resistance and with the future cloud twisting positive. The indicator signaled a buy at $10,268, suggesting more upside is imminent. The 3D Ichimoku Cloud (traditional settings) is now fully bullish and it recently signaled a buy at $10,268. $BTC pic.twitter.com/YrZgDY7wVI — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 12, 2020 And Dave the Wave, the trader who in the middle of 2019 said the price of BTC would retrace to the mid-$6,000s, just doubled down on his prediction the asset will hit $11,000 to $11,500 before any significant pullback, if at all. Featured Image from Shutterstock from CryptoCracken SMFeed https://ift.tt/2OQ5BsR via IFTTT

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Trader Who Predicted $2,500 Bitcoin Rally Warns of Pullback: Here’s Why

Bitcoin’s strong surge to kick off 2020 has caught many traders on the back foot. Case in point: each leg higher in the price of BTC has been marked by dozens of millions of dollars worth of short liquidations on margin trading platforms like BitMEX. While the majority seem to have been caught off guard, one trader called Bitcoin’s emerging uptrend: Financial Survivalism, also known as Sawcruhteez. Just a day after New Year’s Day, the prominent trader claimed that Bitcoin was starting to show signs it was forming a textbook Wyckoff Spring pattern. The pattern, Sawcruhteez suggested, implied BTC was going to hit $9,200 in the middle of January. Possible $BTC fractal that I will be keeping a close eye on. Would line up very nicely with a Wyckoff Spring. pic.twitter.com/qD9MjNRhLT — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) January 2, 2020 And that it did. By January 17th and 18th, the leading cryptocurrency had passed above the key psychological and technical resistance of $9,000. Now, Sawcruhteez is warning of a potential retracement, which should be a potent caution considering his track record. Related Reading: Analysts Expect “Moonshot” in Ripple’s XRP as Price Retakes $0.30: Here’s Why Bitcoin Could Soon See Retracement, Analysts Suggest Today Sawcruhteez pointed out that for the trading session of Thursday, the ongoing one-day, two-day, and five-day candles are all printing green 9s, according to the Tom Demark Sequential, a time-based indicator that issues 9 and 13 candles at reversal points. The combination of green 9s on three key timeframes, Sawcruhteez wrote, might be a primer for a “correction,” for it would suggest that the short-term bull trend has been thoroughly exhausted. $BTC is on a green 9 on the Daily, 2D and 5D. If this leads to a correction it should be a great opportunity to buy the dip. Will you be ready? pic.twitter.com/eTeORhSeZ9 — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 13, 2020 It isn’t only the confluence of the TD Sequential printing 9s across time frames that has analysts concerned. Thomas Thorntown of Hedge Fund Telemetry recently pointed out that per his Demark Sequential Countdown, which called Bitcoin’s $6,400 bottom, the indicator is printing a potential sell candle, meaning investors should be cautious. This is notable: the indicator printed a 13 candle when Bitcoin hit $20,000 in December 2017, when BTC cratered to $3,150 on December 14th of 2018, and at the $14,000 top in June of 2019. Also, extremely profitable cryptocurrency whale J0e007 (Joe), who took $14.4 million worth of profits in December 2019 and nearly $7 million in the last month alone, recently warned that Bitcoin could soon be in for a crash so big that the “whole crypto space is essentially wiped out,” not just a small retracement as some expect. Healthy retracement? Without fiat in the system? How about crashing so that the whole crypto space is essentially wiped out? — Joe007 (I identify as Omura's seppuku whale) (@J0E007) February 10, 2020 He backed this strong assertion by looking to fiat inflows into the crypto market (or lack thereof), noting that the Tether’s flatlining market capitalization is “hard to explain from a position that we’re in the middle of a new bull market” and that Grayscale’s inflow data doesn’t convince him there is enough demand to absorb the mined supply. What Do Bulls Have to Say? Despite all this, many bulls remain resolute in their stance that Bitcoin remains in an uptrend that will not see significant pullbacks, at least for now. Sawcruhteez recently noted that the three-day Ichimoku Cloud for Bitcoin is now “fully bullish,” with prices breaking through the cloud resistance and with the future cloud twisting positive. The indicator signaled a buy at $10,268, suggesting more upside is imminent. The 3D Ichimoku Cloud (traditional settings) is now fully bullish and it recently signaled a buy at $10,268. $BTC pic.twitter.com/YrZgDY7wVI — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 12, 2020 And Dave the Wave, the trader who in the middle of 2019 said the price of BTC would retrace to the mid-$6,000s, just doubled down on his prediction the asset will hit $11,000 to $11,500 before any significant pullback, if at all. Featured Image from Shutterstock from Cryptocracken WP https://ift.tt/2OQ5BsR via IFTTT

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Trader Who Predicted $2,500 Bitcoin Rally Warns of Pullback: Here’s Why

Bitcoin’s strong surge to kick off 2020 has caught many traders on the back foot. Case in point: each leg higher in the price of BTC has been marked by dozens of millions of dollars worth of short liquidations on margin trading platforms like BitMEX. While the majority seem to have been caught off guard, one trader called Bitcoin’s emerging uptrend: Financial Survivalism, also known as Sawcruhteez. Just a day after New Year’s Day, the prominent trader claimed that Bitcoin was starting to show signs it was forming a textbook Wyckoff Spring pattern. The pattern, Sawcruhteez suggested, implied BTC was going to hit $9,200 in the middle of January. Possible $BTC fractal that I will be keeping a close eye on. Would line up very nicely with a Wyckoff Spring. pic.twitter.com/qD9MjNRhLT — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) January 2, 2020 And that it did. By January 17th and 18th, the leading cryptocurrency had passed above the key psychological and technical resistance of $9,000. Now, Sawcruhteez is warning of a potential retracement, which should be a potent caution considering his track record. Related Reading: Analysts Expect “Moonshot” in Ripple’s XRP as Price Retakes $0.30: Here’s Why Bitcoin Could Soon See Retracement, Analysts Suggest Today Sawcruhteez pointed out that for the trading session of Thursday, the ongoing one-day, two-day, and five-day candles are all printing green 9s, according to the Tom Demark Sequential, a time-based indicator that issues 9 and 13 candles at reversal points. The combination of green 9s on three key timeframes, Sawcruhteez wrote, might be a primer for a “correction,” for it would suggest that the short-term bull trend has been thoroughly exhausted. $BTC is on a green 9 on the Daily, 2D and 5D. If this leads to a correction it should be a great opportunity to buy the dip. Will you be ready? pic.twitter.com/eTeORhSeZ9 — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 13, 2020 It isn’t only the confluence of the TD Sequential printing 9s across time frames that has analysts concerned. Thomas Thorntown of Hedge Fund Telemetry recently pointed out that per his Demark Sequential Countdown, which called Bitcoin’s $6,400 bottom, the indicator is printing a potential sell candle, meaning investors should be cautious. This is notable: the indicator printed a 13 candle when Bitcoin hit $20,000 in December 2017, when BTC cratered to $3,150 on December 14th of 2018, and at the $14,000 top in June of 2019. Also, extremely profitable cryptocurrency whale J0e007 (Joe), who took $14.4 million worth of profits in December 2019 and nearly $7 million in the last month alone, recently warned that Bitcoin could soon be in for a crash so big that the “whole crypto space is essentially wiped out,” not just a small retracement as some expect. Healthy retracement? Without fiat in the system? How about crashing so that the whole crypto space is essentially wiped out? — Joe007 (I identify as Omura's seppuku whale) (@J0E007) February 10, 2020 He backed this strong assertion by looking to fiat inflows into the crypto market (or lack thereof), noting that the Tether’s flatlining market capitalization is “hard to explain from a position that we’re in the middle of a new bull market” and that Grayscale’s inflow data doesn’t convince him there is enough demand to absorb the mined supply. What Do Bulls Have to Say? Despite all this, many bulls remain resolute in their stance that Bitcoin remains in an uptrend that will not see significant pullbacks, at least for now. Sawcruhteez recently noted that the three-day Ichimoku Cloud for Bitcoin is now “fully bullish,” with prices breaking through the cloud resistance and with the future cloud twisting positive. The indicator signaled a buy at $10,268, suggesting more upside is imminent. The 3D Ichimoku Cloud (traditional settings) is now fully bullish and it recently signaled a buy at $10,268. $BTC pic.twitter.com/YrZgDY7wVI — Financial Survivalism (@Sawcruhteez) February 12, 2020 And Dave the Wave, the trader who in the middle of 2019 said the price of BTC would retrace to the mid-$6,000s, just doubled down on his prediction the asset will hit $11,000 to $11,500 before any significant pullback, if at all. Featured Image from Shutterstock from Cryptocracken Tumblr https://ift.tt/2OQ5BsR via IFTTT

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