#meishu

[sowedspicebush]

I.have nothing to say to defend myself.

[dragonsandphoenix]

Bingqiu and Meishu parallels

Honestly, I think Bingqiu fans would like Meishu a lot. I basically love them both because they have the same dynamic: younger crybaby borderline yandere top x older doting bottom. Both Binghe and Jinxin use tears to manipulate their lover, and both girl boss, gaslight and gatekeep their way into becoming henpecked husbands. Meishu isn't a shizunfucker ship but Jinxin calls Li Shuo "Uncle Li" and Li Shuo calls him his "sweet baby" c'mon!

Anyway, look at this cute af Meishu fanart that I found online:

Translation: Take Tianxin with you on your business trip, Uncle Li!

[bl-is-totes-my-jam]

Female version just because I can!

[entrepreneurstreet]

Coming Soon: Meishu Biotech's First Patent Applied Product in the Orthopedic segment

Meishu Biotech is concentrating on a special Patent applied transport mechanism that improves medicine delivery to damaged joints in order to further the treatment of osteoarthritis (OA) with its patent applied SYNOREGEN complex. Which is India's first.

This complex makes use of a special combination of biomolecules intended to heal cartilage and lessen inflammation. Through tailored delivery made possible by the SYNOREGEN mechanism, medicinal drugs are effectively delivered to the synovial fluid, increasing their bioavailability and efficacy. By filling gaps in a market with substantial demand, Meishu Biotech's novel strategy establishes it as a possible leader in the OA treatment landscape.

Because of its special transport mechanism, which improves the delivery of therapeutic drugs straight to the joint, Meishu Biotech's SYNOREGEN complex stands out in the treatment of osteoarthritis. SYNOREGEN targets localized action, enhancing bioavailability in the synovial fluid, in contrast to conventional treatments that might offer systemic relief. The complex is made up of a special combination of biomolecules that work to reduce inflammation and regenerate cartilage. In contrast to current medicines that only relieve pain without treating underlying degradation, this tailored strategy not only targets the symptoms of osteoarthritis but also attempts to modify the disease process itself, potentially delivering a more effective long-term solution.

[my-ten-thousand-promises]

Dia Mundial da Religião

Hoje, 21 de janeiro, é comemorado o Dia Mundial da Religião. Desejamos que, neste dia, as pessoas do mundo inteiro, religiosas ou não, possam, de alguma forma, sentir a alegria de perceber a atuação de Deus em nossas vidas.

A Igreja Messiânica Mundial, fundada por Meishu-Sama – o Senhor da Luz –, contribui para a construção de um mundo paradisíaco, pleno de Verdade, Bem e Belo, de saúde, prosperidade e paz, por meio da prática do Johrei – que é a canalização da Luz Divina –, da Agricultura Natural e do Belo.

Nossa religião é pacifista, e seu objetivo é harmonizar a humanidade, fazendo do mundo uma só família. Assim, consideramos todas as religiões nossas companheiras e, dando-nos as mãos, procuramos caminhar juntas, amistosamente.

[angieloveshua]

Now, Li Shuo's ex popped up.

[manie-sans-delire-x]

Mizu 水

"What color?"

"The summer sun just touched the horizon."

Extended version: X

[jedivoodoochile]

Visionary. Meishu. Ghost in the Shell.

[ohmrcrow]

Nikkō Kitsune is the youngest of the Kitsune Family at the age of 19, him and his two brothers are related to the leader of the Kitsune Clan, Meishu Kitsune. Nikkō goes to one of the top secret assassin academies in Japan, his peers describe him as cocky and bombastic, but he can be clever and cunning. Nikkō rebels against the clan's old-fashioned vigilante ways, which causes him and his dad to clash.

[casori2024]

✅ O QUE É A MORTE e A REENCARNAÇÃO - Ensinamento de Meishu Sama #johrei

[bigjoe11]

Audio Note UK Meishu Tonmeister 300B integrated amplifier

Audio Note UK Meishu Tonmeister 300B integrated amplifier, P3 Tonmeister stereo amplifier, M6 Phono Balanced Preamp Review Some readers may recognize the name Tonmeister (From the German meaning “Sound Master”). I first auditioned the Meishu Tonmeister 300B amplifier in 2019 and I was immediately enamored with the sound. I have never been much of a 300B tube amplifier fan. I liked the older…

[sowedspicebush]

More of my AU for these two and just something small and tender... I could talk about these two for hours.

[thisisalwaysmorethanoneknows]

It is Often that the Unexpected Happens

Chapter 9

Word Count: 1066

Summary: Ash the BeetleWing has died to what would later be called the Othermind. Unfortunately, by means outside his understanding, he has been brought back in 7426 as, far from his time, and far from the extinction of his tribe. He doesn't belong in this time, he misses his friends, and he knows that the friends he left behind aren't safe. With the help of Darner and Poseidra, Ash goes on a quest to return home.

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"Well, that's all there it to tell," Poseidra said, without much emotion to the line, "are there any questions?"

“So… Queen Karasu is finally dead?” Seishi asked.

“Yep,” Poseidra simply answered.

“Poseidra, I wish you had told us about this sooner,” Olivine said, “we would have helped you.”

“I just… didn’t want to risk anything,” Poseidra said, “although I guess I really fucked that up.”

“Yeah you did, but we can give you a second chance,” Hagane said.

“… Thanks…” Poseidra said.

“Well, now that that’s over, I have a question for Hagane and Seishi,” Rainstorm said, “what kind of dragons are you?”

“I am a Glassling (don’t ask, really long story), and Seishi is a mix between a BásClaw and a BeathiaTail,” Hagane said.

“Wait! BásClaw? BeathiaTail? Poseidra! Didn’t you mention something about those kinds of dragons?” Darner asked, “something about the uh, Death Swamp or Light Forest?”

“What about those places?” Seishi asked.

“Oh, see Ash, somehow got stuck here, so we need to get him back where he belongs,” Poseidra said, “so a dragon named Meishu handed us a book and it mentioned stuff about those places.”

“Could I see the book?” Seishi asked.

“Oh yeah, definitely,” Poseidra said, “Ray, could you hand them the book?”

“Yep,” Ray said, handing it to Seishi, “look for the part that talks about time travel.”

Seishi flipped through the book for a bit trying to locate what Ray was talking about. After a bit they seemed to have found it and they read for a bit. Afterwards they looked up from the book.

“Time travel, huh,” Seishi said, “and you have to go to all of these locations to do it.”

“Yep,” Ash said.

“I’m going to guess you want my help if your friend mentioned this?” Seishi asked.

“Yes, it’s the only way I can think of to get home,” Ash said.

“Alright then, but if I go your friends will have to stay behind,” Seishi said, “I can’t get spotted and if I have a large group, I will absolutely be seen.”

“Actually, I want to go, I helped Queen Washi abit ago and I may be able to get you out of shit if she catches you,” Poseidra said.

“Urg, fine, you can come too,” Seishi said, “although telling me you’ve worked with another Queen who is against me doesn’t help your chances.”

“I know,” Poseidra said, “so let’s just get this over with.”

“Hey, if you three are dealing with two places by yourselves, we could get that sand,” Darner suggested, “that way Ash can get home sooner.”

“Darner could we not, I’ve barely had a break from walking and flying for the past week,” Ray asked, “I get you want Ash to go home, but that’s never going to happen if I die.”

“How much have you guys been flying?” Hagane asked.

“Well Poseidra, Darner, and Ash are from Pantala’s west coast, and I am from a island off Pyrrhia’s east coast, and Dewdrop and Rainstorm are from a town in the sky kingdom,” Ray explained, “so all of us have flown kind of far.”

“Kind of?” Olivine said, squinting, “three of you flew over an ocean and two continents, you flew over one entire continent, and two of you flew over the whole desert. That’s pretty far, you six should stay for the night.”

“No, I’d rather get this over sooner than later,” Ash said, “besides, I was trained for long distance flying.”

“Ok, and what about you Poseidra? Based on when you betrayed us, I can’t imagine you had much of a break between that and meeting Ash,” Olivine said.

“Oh, I’m kind of tired but I’m fine, I’ll be fine,” Poseidra assured, “I just want to finish with this first.”

“Urg, fine, but once all of this is done, you’re taking a break,” Olivine said.

“Alright,” Poseidra said.

“Now that that’s over with, let’s get that wood and water,” Seishi said, holding out their paws.

“Yep,” Ash said. He and Poseidra took the paws, and for the first time, since he had left Pyrrhia, he was pulled into the shadows left by the torchlight.

Ash looked around, the shadows looked much different from what he remembered. In his time shadows were empty. Now, he could make out a city, and what seemed to be the dead recreation of biomes. It was so full and to Ash it seemed wrong. Ash tried to shake it off, but it might as well have been a part of him.

Poseidra and Seishi noticed what he was doing, Poseidra spoke first, “Ash, is something up?”

“It’s nothing, just different from what I remember,” Ash said, dismissing it, “let’s get that water.”

Seishi opened their mouth to speak but then closed it and shook their head, “yeah, come on, let’s get you to that marsh.”

So the three of them walked. The small group size felt weird to him. He occasionally glanced over at Poseidra who had been watching the dark city for some reason. He was broken from any thoughts when he felt marshy soil under his talons.

“Welp, you two, here we are, the dead marshlands,” Seishi said.

“So, what do the Dead Marshlands do?” Poseidra asked, “the name sounds ominous and this is the BásClaw kingdom, so I don’t trust it.”

“You two’ll be fine as long as you two do what I say,” Seishi said, “so don’t drink the water, don’t stay here too long, don’t follow any animals, and please don’t die in any way shape or form.”

“Why, what’ll happen?” Ash asked, concerned for their safety.

“Let’s just say, if you fail at any of those things, you’ll never leave,” Seishi said, “understood?”

“Yep!” Ash said.

“So did either of you bring something to carry water with?” Seishi asked.

Ash and Poseidra looked at each other then back at Seishi who gave a very audible sigh, “I take it neither of you grabbed something?”

“I didn’t bring anything, and I’m pretty sure we didn’t give Ash anything like that,” Poseidra said.

“Urg, how did you two plan on getting water, without something to hold water in?” Seishi asked.

“I could ask the BásClaws,” Poseidra suggested, “I sort of helped them too.”

“You are a dragon of many mysteries, Poseidra, but sure, go ask a BásClaw for a bucket,” Seishi said, sounding tired of their shit (which was fair).

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[zensufiyya]

A Religião Precisa ser Universal

"A Religião Precisa ser Universal

Não adianta uma religião ter todas as condições; se não tiver base universal, não será uma religião verdadeira. Caso ela se restrinja a uma nação ou povo, ocorrerá aquilo que vemos no mundo atual: surgirão motivos para conflitos. Cada qual se orgulhará da superioridade da sua religião e rebaixarão as outras, acabando por haver atritos. Pode acontecer, também, que as religiões sejam utilizadas na política governamental. As explorações exageradas do xintoísmo pelo exército japonês, durante a Segunda Guerra Mundial, e as Cruzadas da Europa exemplificam o que estamos dizendo. Os exemplos não são poucos, e a causa está no fato de que as religiões se restringiam a determinados povos. Mas não havia outro recurso, pois, naquela época em que a civilização ainda estava engatinhando, não existiam os rápidos meios de transporte que existem atualmente, e as relações internacionais estavam limitadas a pequenas áreas. Hoje, tudo se tornou mundial e internacional, e as religiões também deveriam seguir esse caminho. É por isso que passamos a chamar nossa Igreja de Igreja Messiânica Mundial, e não mais de Igreja Japonesa, como antes.

(11 de Fevereiro de 1950)

Fonte: Alicerce do Paraíso (Ensinamentos de Meishu – Sama) (Tradução – Fundação Mokiti Okada M.O.A) Edição: 14. – Setembro/2000 – São Paulo/SP. Págs. (193 a 194)

[my-ten-thousand-promises]

Ensinamentos de Meishu-Sama…🙏🏼💜

[cartasparaartur]

A História Sem Começo

Peço licença para contar uma história sobre dois pássaros: Tsuru e Beija-Flor.

Vale a pena contar. Todavia, saiba: ela não tem precedente. Nem desenlace. E tudo dará certo. Se ainda não deu, não chegou ao final.

Outra coisa: ela é minha. Escrita sob a pele que habito. Logo, tudo é verídico e apurado.

Cada ponto de vista, a vista de um ponto. Há quem diga que foi exagero. Há quem diga que foi cedo demais, tarde demais. Há quem diga que foi fantasia, ilusão, realidade. Há quem diga: foi verdade. Há quem diga: foi mentira. Eu lho esclareço: apenas foi.

A pelagem do Tsuru era macia, perfumada, lisa. Reluzia prata ao sol. Samurai. Seu poder: paciência. A cura pela paz, pela sorte, pelo amor, pela fidelidade. Dos mais antigos do planeta, está vivo há mais de mil anos. Leal na Escolha, em todos os começos e fins.

Dia, calma, harmonia. Alma serena, reflexo do céu. Amante da adrenalina, futebol, aventura. Designer, artista. Dobrador nato da terra da aurora, sabia: pensamentos-nuvens, mil origamis, um pedido seria tornado real. E foi. Nascera no natalício de Meishu-Sama, véspera do de Jesus.

As penas do Beija-Flor eram iridescentes. Brincantes ao lume, feito bolhinhas de sabão. A cada novo ângulo, nova cor. Leveza. A cura pela beleza, pela sorte, pelo amor, pela delicadeza. Dançarina. Seu poder: resiliência. Abrir corações para o néctar. Paradisíaca. Açaí, guardiã. Zum das asas, um ímã. Áurea tez da manhã. Místico clã de sereia, castelo de areia. Amante do mar, canto, aventura.

Peço licença para avisar: essa é uma história sobre a Escolha e suas filhas. Renúncia, consequência, responsabilidade. Maturidade. Liberdade. Dito isso, só fique caso queira.

Verão em São Paulo. Tempestades, relâmpagos, ensolarado, calor, afã. Nisto, houve o Encontro. Buquês. Sushis. Chás. Liberdade. Prédios tão espelhados, tão altos. Tantas janelas, portas, abertas, fechadas. Frio, incerteza e medo.

Natalício do Beija-Flor, apesar de ser a época do Festival das Cerejeiras em Kawazu, no Japão, ora, foram para Maresias. Era o jeito, o mar-caminho. Só que rosa. Repleto de minúsculos brancos flocos de rochas minerais, que enamorados, resplandeciam nas águas azuis.

Falando em namorados, no dia deles, o Tsuru partiu. A sua última visita, após a ida do Beija-Flor, ocorrera no reino dos sonhos. Ah, como ele estava sorrindo.

Só que o Beija-Flor ficou. Ele nunca pensou que perderia seu amigo Tsuru. Até sabia: nunca perdi. O plano? Voltar. E voltei. Entretanto, sem ti.

O Beija-Flor até hoje indaga: noutra vida, seríamos um do outro? Noutra vida, você ficaria? Noutra vida, faria você ficar? Até quando seremos reflexos? Pergunto, por não querer mais ter que dizer: foste o que se foi.

Questionado sobre essa história sem começo, Deus posicionou-se:

"Agora, pois, vemos apenas um reflexo obscuro, como em espelho; mas, então, veremos face a face. Agora conheço em parte; então, conhecerei plenamente, da mesma forma como sou plenamente conhecido".

Mas aí já é outra história.