#national gardening exercise day

[murderousink23]

06/06/2023 is World Pest Day 🦟🌎, National Applesauce Cake Day 🇺🇸, National Drive In Movie Day 🎞🇺🇸, National Gardening Exercise Day 🇺🇸, National Yo-Yo Day 🪀🇺🇸, National Higher Education Day 🇺🇸, Russian Language Day 🇺🇳

[pteren]

MARCH '24 COOPERATIVE SELF CARE CHALLENGE

whew, that was close! results are in:

say it with me, everyone:

i pledge to do something physical every day this month!!

set a daily physical goal for yourself that fits your health and your body right now. it should be SMALL and EASY. something your brain will be hard-pressed to find an excuse not to do. here are some examples:

stretch or do yoga for a few minutes every morning when you wake up

spend at least ten minutes outside every day

go for a short walk every day

do a mini exercise routine every day (like this one which requires no equipment)

practice a skill or hobby that uses multiple parts of your body

work on a physical project such as gardening or home improvement

you can also set larger goals for this month, if you want! that could mean joining a sport or signing up for martial arts classes or learning a new active skill or hiking at a national park

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personally, im committing to stretch every morning. i want to improve my balance and flexibility so i can get better at rope dart (and just scampering around in g eneral). im also going to try to go outside every day though!

i will reblog this post every morning when i stretch and probably again later whenever i touch grass. if you would like to be tagged for reminders at one or both of these times, please let me know!

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be completely free to reblog any version of this post. i want it to be a monstrous, snarled, sprawling tree of self-love and encouragement by the end of the month. challenge your mutuals to join!

if you miss a day, that's okay! this isn't some all or nothing tiktok trial. the goal is to build healthy habits to improve your physical and mental health.

and in case somebody didn't get the memo: THIS IS A MENTAL HEALTH SKILL. mental wellness and physical activity are INEXTRICABLY linked. being inactive is a MAJOR contributor to depression. if your life sucks, getting out of bed and going outside isn't going to make you feel good- but it IS going to make you feel LESS BAD.

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if you voted for something else: sorry! you're still encouraged to challenge yourself however you want to this month- its your life- and you're welcome to still hang around this post and brag about your daily accomplishments! or you can always start your own chain- its free :o

and hey, if not ill be back next month with another poll ^^

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[charlie-thewitch]

Tell me about the latest AU you've got rotating around your head 🥺🥺🥺🥺 RIGHT NOW. RIIIIGHT NOW. AGOIRHHGREHORHIW GHOR GHIW 😘

I call it "Twin Souls Au" and it's mostly an exercise.

Chinese mythology has this persons called Wu (巫) which were shamans. By the late Zhou dynasty, Wu referred mostly to female shamans, while Xi refers to male ones. But for this Au I take Wu to mean a gender-neutral Shaman. As it says in the Shang oracular inscriptions:

whether the Wu is a man or a woman is not known;

it could be either the name for a function or the name of a people (or an individual) coming from a definite territory or nation;

the Wu seems to have been in charge of some divinations, (in one instance, divination is linked to a sacrifice of appeasement);

the Wu is seen as offering a sacrifice of appeasement but the inscription and the fact that this kind of sacrifice was offered by other persons (the king included) suggests that the Wu was not the person of choice to conduct all the sacrifices of appeasement;

there is only one inscription where a direct link between the king and the Wu appears. Nevertheless, the nature of the link is not known, because the status of the Wu does not appear clearly;

he follows (being brought, presumably, to Shang territory or court) the orders of other people; he is perhaps offered to the Shang as a tribute.

And yes, I copied that from Wikipedia. Another one:

"men and women possessed by spirits or gods, and consequently acting as seers and soothsayers, exorcists and physicians; invokers or conjurers bringing down gods at sacrifices, and performing other sacerdotal functions, occasionally indulging also in imprecation, and in sorcery with the help of spirits." - The Religious System of China (vol 6) 1910

It's more complicated than that but Wu are basically the jack of all trades of chinese magicians.

What I focused on are two specific Wu:

The sacrifice

They are people, usually women and disabled people, who were burned at the stake to bring about rain. They themselves are an offering to the gods. CofCofShenJiuCofCof. They are also mediums for the spirit world.

Fangxiangshi

He is referred to as "The one that sees in all four directions" and wears a mask of bearskin with four golden eyes, and carried a lance and shield.

His primary duties were orchestrating the seasonal ritual to chase out disease-causing demons from buildings, and leading a funeral procession to exorcize corpse-eating wangliang spirits away from a burial chamber. Which he did by violently getting into buildings, houses included, and energetically thrusting his spear into the air.

He is a seer, and one that can conjure visions only he can see. Like a certain nerd who read the "book of fates for PIDW"

Wu were often a pair of siblings that are referred to as a single entity. Like two souls in a single body.

To the actual story:

The day of the transmigration, just as SY's soul is getting settled into SJ's body, a pair of heavenly officials (unimportant who) comes to get them for some important thing they have to do in heaven (Because more often than not, one is born a Wu), as Wu are also bureaucrats.

Man is Yue Qingyuan confused. He was there taking care of his ailed shidi and suddenly someone comes and takes him away before he can say anything. He naturally calls for a meeting and all peak lord are on the case to get him back (some more reluctantly than others)

The Ku Xing Peak Lord or whoever is in charge of rituals and divination gets them permission to go get SQQ (As they already did the thing they had to do), but only YQY and LQG are allowed. So they go.

In the heavenly realm (Not heaven outright) they see SQQ siting calmly in a gazebo on the garden, reading. More relaxed than anyone has even seen him.

SQQ sees them and, without letting them speak, says: "I'm not dealing with this"

And he separates from the body.

The body (SQQ) is let in a sleep like state while a tiny, tiny, Shen Jiu comes out of it. He looks perhaps 10, wearing ceremonial robes that only reach his knees. Shen Jiu takes his book and screams for "A-Yuan" to come take his turn.

Then, another 10 y.o. comes out of the house the garden belongs to and immediately protest upon seeing the adult cultivators. He is identical to Shen Jiu, dressed the same, but wears short hair (angled bob) and has a mask winkwink hanging from his neck.

This A-Yuan and Shen Jiu proceed to banter for a while, ignoring both YQY and LQG.

What happened was: Time functions differently in the heavenly realm; ergo, Both Shens have spend a lot of years together and already consider the other their sibling. And their dynamic is to fight and banter... so normal siblings.

Long story short; The Shens are send back to the mortal realm to work and solve mysteries because the heavenly officials were tired of them, and fight over who uses the body.

No one want to use it. They have to be responsible when they are SQQ and it's bothersome. Also CQM keeps trying to make them come back and be a peak lord but solving mysteries is more fun.

[anhedcnias]

*     ◟    :    〔   rory culkin  ,      nonbinary    +   he/they    〕       belial (b-lal5-4.7)  or billy ,      some say you’re a    thirty3 year old  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  attentive  and  reticent,  one can’t help but think of  is it really you   by   loathe  when you walk by.    are you still a    concert violinist at the opera house   /     blade runner at stoneage industries,     even with your reputation as the  reluctant warrior?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and   memories injected into artificial veins,  sharing secrets through  gritted teeth  in the name of duty,  an  arm  taken  -  an  arm  given:  an  exchange  for  new  baselines and strings,    although we can’t help but think of data  (star trek: the next generation)  edward scissorhands  ( tim burton’s edward scissorhands)  the giant  ( the iron giant )     whenever we see you down these rainy streets.     

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

general aesthetics. neo-noir sonatas & cinematic resilience meets urban serenity “A silent resolve speaks louder than the loudest gunfire.” scent of serene floral lavenders with a touch of metallic musk and electronic currents of clean fabricated air. reluctant warrior. harboring a strong reluctance or unwillingness to engage in violence driven by personal values, past traumas, and a general preference for peace parallells. data (star trek: the next generation) edward scissorhands ( tim burton’s edward scissorhands) the giant ( the iron giant ) here is his pinterest here is a playlist

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name. belial {𝐁-𝐋𝐀𝐋𝟓-𝟒.𝟕} or billy

current age. thirty three

date of birth. june 29th

place of birth. new york

nationality. american

ethnicity. american

hair color. brown

eye color. blue eyes

height. 5′ 6″

occupation. concert violinist and blade runner

known languages. english

𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 & 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒

hobbies. violin practice and mastery, blade crafting and maintenance, cybernetic enhancement research, exploring neo-noir literature, chess as a mental exercise, silent meditation and reflection, marksmanship, holofilm appreciation, urban exploration, occasional poetry composition, botanical indoor gardening, codebreaking challenges

habits. daily violin practice, regular fitness routine, mindful meditation, blade maintenance rituals, cybernetic arm calibration, tendency to bottled emotions, overly cautious, night owl habits, cybernetic dependency, reluctance to delegate, excessive perfectionism, occasional distrust, silent observance, careful blade inspection, eloquent silence, selective disclosure

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

THROUGH THE EYES OF AGENT 𝐁-𝐋𝐀𝐋𝟓-𝟒.𝟕, A BLADE RUNNER FOR STONEAGE INDUSTRIES

𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙴𝚁 𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽. 𝙻𝙴𝚃’𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙸𝙽. 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈? 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴.

— a blood black nothingness began to spin

a tall white fountain. a blood black nothingness. a system of cells. interlinked. within cells interlinked. within cells interlinked. within cells interlinked. within one stem. and dreadfully distinct. against the dark. a tall white fountain played.

𝙻𝙴𝚃'𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼. 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈. system. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼? system. 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼? system. 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼? system. 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼? system. 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼? system. 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼?

system.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "SYSTEM" ….your memory is hazy, like a scene from an old noir film playing in the recesses of your mind. the details are shrouded in a fog of uncertainty, each moment bleeding into the next. you find yourself in a dimly lit bar, the air thick with cigarette smoke and the pungent aroma of cheap whiskey. the ambiance is a strange amalgamation of comfort and disquiet, familiar yet unsettling… }

𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙻𝚂. 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙿𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝚃 𝙰 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴. cells. 𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼. cells. 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳? cells. 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙻? cells. 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽? cells. 𝙳𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙻? cells. 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙳𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚇?

cells.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "CELLS" …the clinking of glasses and murmured conversations form a backdrop of fragmented thoughts. it's a symphony of disjointed memories, each sound resonating with a sense of déjà vu that sends shivers down your spine. you scan the room, your eyes struggling to adjust to the low light, but nothing seems to anchor you. you’ve never seen this bartender before—their face is a blur of indistinct features, as if they were conjured from someone else’s recollections. their movements are fluid, almost mechanical, as they serve drinks with practiced efficiency. you attempt to catch their eye, but their gaze never meets yours, slipping past you like a ghost in the crowded room… }

𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙳. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴? interlinked. 𝙳𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁? interlinked. 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙵��𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙳? interlinked. 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙳? interlinked. 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙻𝙴𝙵𝚃 𝙰 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼? interlinked. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙰𝚁𝙼𝚂? interlinked. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝙾𝙶? interlinked. 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴'𝚂 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶? interlinked. 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂? interlinked. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙰𝙶𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽? interlinked. 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺? 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙱𝚄𝚈 𝙰 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴?

within cells interlinked.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "INTERLINKED" …there’s a spot on the wall where you expect to find a familiar mark or a poster that could ground you, but there’s nothing. the wall is bare, unremarkable in every way, yet it holds a significance you can’t quite grasp. it's as though the bar is a stage, and the set is incomplete, missing the details that would make it real. you don’t recognize this side of town. the streets outside the bar are cloaked in shadows, the neon signs flickering with an eerie glow. it's a place that exists on the periphery of your consciousness, a liminal space between reality and fiction… }

𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂.

within cells interlinked. within cells interlinked. within cells interlinked.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "WITHIN CELLS INTERLINKED" …an explosion. the initial blast is a blinding flash of light, and the concussive force rattles your very core. the sounds of free fall silence the mind, an all-encompassing roar that drowns out any coherent thought. deafening. the kind of silence that presses against your ears and makes your head throb with pressure. you glance towards the front of the helicopter, but the cockpit is a twisted wreck, the controls sparking uselessly. the seat where the captain once sat is empty, a gaping void that amplifies your sense of isolation…}

𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽? 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙼? 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽? 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴𝚂𝚃? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃?

within.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "WITHIN." …there are no safety vests. panic seizes your chest as you realize there's no emergency protocol to follow, no life-saving equipment to cling to. the smell of smoke fills your nostrils, acrid and suffocating. it burns your throat and lungs, each breath a struggle against the toxic fumes. the smoke swirls around you, a dark cloud that obscures your vision and adds to the disorientation. velocity pulls you from the sky. the helicopter spins uncontrollably, a whirlwind of metal and fire hurtling toward the ground. the sensation of free fall is stomach-churning, a relentless pull that makes it impossible to find your bearings. you’re without a parachute. the realization hits you like a second impact. there's nothing to slow your descent, nothing to cushion the impending collision with the earth. desperation claws at your mind, but there's no escape, no way out of this plummeting deathtrap. you can’t feel your right arm.. }

𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼. 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙰𝚂𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙶𝚄𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼𝚂? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁? 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴? 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙰 𝚂𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴'𝚂 𝙻𝙴𝙶𝚂? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙻𝙴𝙶𝙰𝙻 𝙱𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴?

stem. within one stem.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "STEM.", "WITHIN ONE STEM." …your muscles recall a hobby. a sacred escape from the world, a passion that once breathed life into your very existence. your sinews, attuned to the subtle nuances of your craft, transport sensitivities to the manuscript paper with an almost instinctual precision. seated at your worn wooden desk, the dim light of a single lamp casts a warm glow over the blank sheets before you. the silence of the room is punctuated only by the soft rustle of the paper and the steady rhythm of your breath. each stroke of the pen is deliberate, every note carefully considered and placed. as the ink flows, a melody begins to take shape, weaving itself into existence with a life of its own. your mind, usually burdened with the weight of uncertainty and existential questions, is now singularly focused on the music. it's as if the act of creation itself is a form of therapy, a way to process and channel the emotions that lie dormant within you. the melody evolves, intertwining with harmonies and rhythms that reflect the complexity of your inner world. there's a vulnerability in this act, an unspoken truth laid bare on the page. it's a dialogue between you and the music, a conversation that requires no words yet speaks volumes… }

𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻𝚈. 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙵𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳? 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚄𝚁𝚈? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂?

dreadfully.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "DREADFULLY." …each lamenting note echoes through the dimly lit concert hall with a haunting beauty that captures the attention of every soul present. the soft glow of the stage lights casts long shadows, creating an intimate atmosphere where every sound feels magnified. you stand on the stage, fingers dancing across the strings with practiced precision. each movement is a testament to countless hours of dedication and passion. the bow you wield is your weapon of choice, an extension of your very being, drawing out emotions that words alone could never convey. violin strings wail against rich red velvet curtains. you pour your soul into the performance, expressing the deepest parts of yourself through the medium of sound—longing and sorrow flourish, signaling the end of the orchestration. as the final note fades away, there is a moment of silence before the audience erupts. applause. the sound is thunderous, a wave of appreciation and admiration crashing over you. you feel unworthy. you feel seen and heard. you feel connected. ugly… }

𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙲𝚃. 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙴𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴? 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝙳𝙼𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃?

distinct. dreadfully distinct.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "DREADFULLY." , "DISTINCT." …the air is thick with the scent of oil and machinery, mingling with the faint antiseptic tang that permeates the hospital. the sound of spinning gears and whirring engines fills the air. you’re lying on a cart, being swiftly wheeled down a stark, sterile hallway. the thin, paper-like blankets barely cover the equally thin mattress beneath you, offering little comfort against the cold, hard reality of the metal gurney. your body, aching and battered, sinks into the metal cell of the cart, each bump and jolt sending ripples of pain through your consciousness. the sensation is disorienting, as if the very essence of your being is being rattled loose. the wheels of the cart glide over the smooth, marble-white floors, the sound a soft, rhythmic accompaniment to the chaos within your mind. the lights overhead are blinding, their harsh fluorescence cutting through the haze of your vision, turning the world into a series of disjointed, fragmented images. you try to focus, to make sense of your surroundings, but everything feels distant and surreal, as if you’re trapped in a nightmarish dream from which you cannot wake. the blinding lights pull at your attention, and you find yourself compelled to follow them. there’s a strange comfort in their brightness, a promise of clarity amidst the fog of your pain and confusion… }

𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺. 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙰 𝙱𝙴𝙳? 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄? 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂? 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙼 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙺��𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚄𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂? 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙾𝚁 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶?𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃? 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼?

dark.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "DARK" …your life was spared not by fate, but by the calculated decision of those who deemed you too valuable to lose. as a renowned violinist, your agents and the executives of your music company orchestrated your survival following the crash. driven by their need to preserve their investment, they replaced your shattered arm with a bionic one, a marvel of technology that far surpassed mere human capabilities. in doing so, they transformed you from a musician into something more—a blade runner, a hunter of rogue replicants. your second chance at life came with strings attached; you were now their creation, bound by duty to train, hunt, and eliminate defective replicants. this new purpose, thrust upon you in exchange for your survival, melded your former identity with a relentless new mission, intertwining your music with the echoes of synthetic lives… }

𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙰 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚂 𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙻? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺? 𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙵𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃? 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝚆 𝙰 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝚂𝙺𝚈? 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽?

against the dark.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "DREADFULLY." , "AGAINST THE DARK." …you’re surrounded by rows of cold, metallic cells. each cell contains a synthetic figure, their faces obscured by shadows, their bodies motionless and silent. each one serves as a reminder of the fragility and defiance of synthetic life. you can't shake the feeling of being watched. the eyes of the figures in the cells seem to follow your every move, their silent gaze filled with an unspoken longing. one figure stands out from the rest—a young woman with eyes that seem to pierce through the darkness. there is a profound sadness in her gaze, a silent plea for help that tugs at your heartstrings. the boundaries between hunter and hunted blur, leaving only the stark reality of existence in a world where every glance carries the weight of unspoken stories and unrealized dreams…}

𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽. 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙸 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝙽 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙴? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙽 𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙳?𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚂𝙼? 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳?

fountain.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "FOUNTAIN." …you stand in the rain-soaked streets of new york city. the neon lights cast an otherworldly glow on the pavement, reflecting the city's relentless energy. emptiness gnaws at your insides. nearby, a group of people laugh and chat, their voices blending into a cacophony of sound. you’re on the outside looking in. as the rain continues to fall, your shadow blurs into the pavement… }

𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽. 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙿𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴? 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰 𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙿𝙷𝙾𝚁? 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻? 𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝙳. 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴, 𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷, 𝙰𝙸𝚁 𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁? 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙿𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁?

a tall white fountain.

encrypt { "top secret", "𝙱-𝙻𝙰𝙻 𝟻-𝟺.𝟽", "A TALL WHITE FOUNTAIN." ...as the rain continues to fall, your shadow blurs into the pavement. }

𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙴. 𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙻, 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝚄𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝚄𝚂.

𝐕𝐈. 𝐓𝐋𝐃𝐑;

An explosion shatters his reality as a helicopter crash plunges him into chaos and darkness, his right arm gone. Yet, memories of his passion for music bring him solace, the melodies he creates offering a refuge from the turmoil. Saved from death, his life is now bound to a new purpose as a blade runner, hunting rogue replicants. Surrounded by synthetic figures in cold cells, he feels a haunting connection to their silent longing to be free. In the rain-soaked streets of New York City, he stands, an outsider amidst the vibrant chaos, grappling with his existence as stoneage's passive yet reluctant warrior.

[a-substantial-trash-pile]

I know it's super hard to not feel like you should have done more with your life (at any age honestly) but if you can, try to get into the mindset that the most important thing you can be is kind, because you can do that a little bit every day and it's always an accomplishment c:

(Alternatively your birthday is also national gardening exercise day and national yo-yo day, so if you need a distraction you could do something to celebrate those)

that is so sweet and kind of you to say, thank you for sending this 🩵 and yea. being kind is so very important, because sometimes it’s the only thing i can do. kinda off-topic, but it’s one of the many reasons why i love everything everywhere all at once, because waymond saying “be kind” hit me real hard in the heart and i think about it a lot.

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Jess Piper at The View from Rural Missouri:

I have three grandchildren with a fourth on the way. We have had the grandkids for a few days now, and I am sneaking in this writing between dozens of snacks and cups of milk. Between petting the donkey and chasing the dogs. Between coloring and swinging. Between trying to keep the kids from picking my flower garden and eating my tomatoes still on the vine and trying to put them down for naps. I am physically exhausted by the last few days, but I need to tell you something: The past week has been filled with a scary rise of Christian nationalism and we need to listen to what they are saying out loud to figure out the future our children and grandchildren will face if we fail to keep Trump out of the presidency in November. This past Monday, July 8th, Josh Hawley stated that he is a Christian nationalist. You likely haven’t even heard of his comments. The frequency of elected Republicans saying the quiet part is so fast and furious that we often don’t blink an eye anymore. This isn’t the first time Hawley has been quite specific about his ahistorical point of view and his dangerous zealotry. “Some will say I’m calling America a Christian nation. And so I am,” Hawley said at the conference’s gala dinner. “Some will say I’m advocating Christian nationalism. And so I do.”

Christian nationalism is on the rise across the country, but it already has legs in Missouri. It is strongly linked to evangelical, born-again identity and frequent church attendance. The Public Religion Research Institute found that 30% of Americans qualify as sympathizers or adherents to Christian nationalism, including 40% of Missourians. Forty percent.

[...] My grandchildren deserve to live in a state, in a country, with religious freedom and that means that they should not have forced indoctrination in public schools or forced tithes through religious school vouchers. They shouldn’t have to be a specific religion to receive help and aid from their lawmakers…and, let’s be honest, that religion is evangelical Christianity. I can’t leave, I can’t look away, and I definitely can’t be quiet about the rise of Christian nationalism in my state. It wouldn’t matter if I did leave, though. This is the plan for the entire country if we don’t stop Trump in November. Missouri is the embodiment of Project 2025. Don’t look away. Share this with others. This is what they want for the entire country. Missouri has been running the pilot project for years. We stop it when we buck our lawmakers and refuse forced religion. We stand up and speak out. We lock arms and refuse to allow this to happen. American lawmakers should remember: Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. We stand on the Constitution. We are on the right side of history.

Jess Piper is spot-on 100% with this quote on how to stop Christian Nationalism and Project 2025: "We stand on the Constitution. We are on the right side of history."

[harvardfineartslib]

The first full week of June is National Gardening Week, and today is also National Gardening Exercise Day! All the gardening activities—digging, planting, mowing, raking and weeding burn calories, and make your muscles work!

Spring gardening Goncharova, Nataliia Sergeevna, 1881-1962, Russian, Russian [artist] 40 1/2 x 48 1/2" Russian paintings ca.1908-09 Repository” Tate Gallery, London, Greater London, England, United Kingdom HOLLIS number: olvwork231090

This image is part of FAL’s Digital Images and Slides Collection (DISC), a collection of images digitized from secondary sources for use in teaching and learning. FAL does not own the original artworks represented in this collection, but you can find more information at HOLLIS Images.

[mereberry]

I miss living with my grandparents:

The Raisin Bran, the smiling sun whose scoops I mistook for shoes, the impression of Tony the Tiger my Papa did in his cheerful, shaking voice, the heavy smear Country Crock Butter across cinnamon-sugared toast and cups upon cups of white grape juice. I miss everything. At breakfast they’d give me sips of their tea, a spoon of my own to steal their grapefruit, they’d watch the morning news that I’d undoubtedly hear again in the evening,

I miss Gardening gloves, gardening clogs soon softened by morning sunshine, lawn chairs, crape Myrtles and magnolia and gardenia, reading the funnies tummy-down on the patio while Grandma looked for coupons for a gift for Papa and watered her Harrison roses before the sun got too hot and high in the sky

While I prayed we’d have visitors at the hummingbird feeder, bright with red the same color as Grandma’s ruby ring, prayed for birds at the bird feeder, prayed for birds to splash in her birdbath, prayed for birds at her birdhouses, prayed for birds so she would hush me and whisper their Latin names that I never remembered

The only Latin i heard was in church and from her mouth and to me that meant something

She’d check the rain gauge while papa marched to the 80s exercise VHS tapes and old TV, convex bubble of a screen in front of a couch too close for watching, subtitled, and

Walking and

walking to the rhythm of a woman faded into green and red static and music,

In the garden my grandma sang ballads of women scorned in a soft voice; I wondered as a child if my grandma could’ve been a singer herself and now wonder if it was nostalgia for her too as she sung, warbling and smiling around her chipped tooth,

She spoke like music, highs and lows and accented in ways that I now have and can’t bring myself to be ashamed of, her mouth lined in a mauve lipstick I look for on drugstore shelves

Afterwards I watched her fold her robes, freshly washed after the Sunday service that she’d sung at the day before, her voice there indistinguishable in the choir, hidden with a modesty that frustrated me

I miss Prairie Home companion on the drives over to the mall in her pickup to find those gifts for Papa, syllabant s’s and jokes I didn’t get, absently being scolded for itching bugbites, for picking the craters and sidewalk-chalk dust their pebbled driveway left in my knees- a plastic cup of sweet iced tea and a molasses cookie my reward for being so patient

As though I’d rather be anywhere else

As though I couldn’t spend hours in the piles of National Geographic, dog eared around the Hubble Telescope, the bats, the migration of the monarchs, hours in my uncle’s comics with the advertisements for ten-cent gum and muscle pills, hours in the postcards kept in a hatbox, hours in their yearbooks filled with white women named carol and men who looked much older than their age, hours in their books of poetry my mother read at my age

Papa would pass me sheets of printer paper, handfuls of jellybeans, lend me rock-hard erasers and fountain pens as easily as crayons and tack every drawing to the fridge

The only things on their fridge was my birth announced in a paper and the drawings, and that meant something to me

Hours passed quietly, the booms of the giant grandfather clock always silenced by Papa’s handiwork when I stayed over despite getting over my fear of it years ago, same as the thunder that rolled over their little house, now a comfort

Raining, pouring, the old man snoring

And soon he was, fast asleep as grandma scooped my spaghettios into a saucepan, made me promise to keep their kitchen clean, condensation on faded glass sat atop doilies sat atop glass-covered tables, and I stayed clean with everything in me, helped put plates in the sink I couldn’t see over, cleaned with needlepoint towels and soap the scented brightly with jasmine

The evening newscaster, handsome and solemn, recounted the day, and I’d eventually migrate to the plush carpet so faded from sun darkened to the golden beige in the afternoon, the recliner with the same leathery skin as them where I’d watch basketball games late into the night, coved in the old tied-felt blankets I gave as Christmas gifts, sleepily hearing them open the lids of multivitamins

The slow clacking on the keyboard, printing maps for the next day,

, Their opening of candy, kept cold in the fridge, snuck to me with silent, crinkle-eye grins despite my fullness from ice cream: Peppermint Patties and twizzlers tough as jerky, chocolate chip cookies I warmed between my hands.

Clasped like prayer, selfishly hoping to never return back to my hurricane-wrecked family

[kyndaris]

Tosa Calling

Although I know it's been a year since Like a Dragon: Ishin! released, it wasn't until I came back from my trip to Japan that I managed to find some time to sink into the hefty title. I know, I know. It's shameful! But in my defence, last year I was swamped with games. And lengthy ones to boot!

I mean, given the evidence, I think, dear readers, it would not be wrong for me to ask that y'all give a gal a break. Especially because playing video games and writing up my impressions of them is a hobby. And having a full-time job does not make playing games, reading books and writing stories any easier. Throw in the FOMO from watching whatever is popular on streaming and also socialising with real-life people, I think the fact I manage to get through games at such a steady clip is a commendable exercise.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand. Or, at controller, if you'll pardon the terrible attempt at wordplay.

Unlike the Yakuza games that came before it, Like a Dragon: Ishin! is a game set in the mid-1800s as Japan grappled with foreign diplomatic and military pressure to change. And instead of stepping into the shoes of Kiryu Kazuma, players are thrust into the shoes of one Sakamoto Ryoma - a real-life historical figure who advocated for democracy, return of power to the Imperial Court, abolition of feudalism and the modernisation of Japan during the Bakumatsu period.

Of course, Like a Dragon: Ishin! does take a more fanciful approach to their interpretation of history as they have Ryoma playing double-duty with another real-life historical figure: Saito Hajime - Captain of the Shinsengumi's 3rd Division.

But, hey, what's a bit of artistic licence to give us some excellent blockbuster action scenes and build up a conspiracy about the Tosa loyalist party and the best interests of the budding nation of Japan? Why not even throw in a fight with Scottish merchant Thomas Glover too (which was passingly strange for me to deal with considering I visited Glover Garden while I was in Nagasaki while in Japan and failed to find nary a mention of how the man duked it out with Ryoma with a set of twin pistols)?

As always, Ryu Ga Gotoku Studio keeps the main story dramatic and relatively grounded with Ryoma on a quest for revenge when his adoptive father Yoshida Toyo is assassinated. The majority of the game then takes place in Kyo (the modern day equivalent being Kyoto) as Ryoma tries to hunt down the man responsible. He does so by deducing the style of swordplay and looking for dojos who teach Tennen Rishin.

It isn't long before he is informed that the Tennen-Rishi is practiced by the Shinsengumi. Ryoma soon joins the organisation, hoping to whittle down who among the captains was the killer.

Along the way, he must deal with a second 'Sakamoto Ryoma' who is trading with guns and other weapons to the Satsuma Domain and hatch a civil war in Japan in order to take out the Shogunate that had reined for nigh on 300 years. It later turns out that this second 'Sakamoto Ryoma' is his brother and leader of the Tosa Loyalist Party: Takechi Hanpeita (another real-life historical figure).

While the game does incorporate actual historical events such as the Ikedaya incident and the assassination of Sakamoto Ryoma at Omiya Inn, it does certainly take quite a few liberties of the actual events. Like how the person assassinated at Omiya Inn was just a stand-in and both the actual Ryoma and his brother Takechi survived for a final battle back in Tosa as they engage in battle due to competing ideologies.

From a gameplay perspective, Ishin! only really incorporates one of the fighting styles from the Yakuza games. This, being of course, the brawler style. As Ryoma is a samurai, he also had a swordsman style (my default one that I used for most of the game) and mixed it up with the occasional use of a revolver. While these all had a variety of different abilities, I found myself focusing on swordsman and wild dance throughout most of my playthrough as they easily ripped through the fodder you faced on the streets and were mighty effective against bosses as well.

Unlike the other games, Ishin! also introduced the concept of troopers. This boosted Ryoma's health and granted him additional abilities that could be triggered in the midst of battle, such as triggering additional damage or conjuring a gravity well to draw all the enemies to one part of the battle arena.

This helped mix-up the combat, especially after hours of using the same moves and combos throughout the game.

Boss battles, too, forced me to vary my strategy. Rather than brute forcing my way through most enemies, I'd often have to play more defensively - seeking to use my stronger attacks only when necessary and throwing in the occasional heat action to give Ryoma some breathing space.

But while the story and the combat are worthy of praise, it was the side content in Ishin! that stole my heart. I loved all the wacky stories Ryoma somehow got suckered into. As is RGG tradition, there are also numerous minigames such as singing and buyo dancing. True, it didn't have a crane minigame but it DID allow me to play rock, paper, scissors with a geisha.

And my gosh, I have never been so glad my mother doesn't often see what I'm playing when I first went through the song: Truehearted Samurai. Initially, I was confused there were live-action actors. Then, I was bewildered when they started acting flirtatious even as I was trying to nail most of the notes for the very fast-paced song.

To be fair, the Sensual Healing portion of the geisha interactions also earned a raised eyebrow from me.

As for buyo dancing, it was probably the most tame of the mini-games (at least when it came to salacious material), but it was difficult to master. I'm no slouch when it comes to rhythm games and I very much enjoyed the dancing mini-games in Yakuza 5 and Lost Judgment but Ishin! was a different beast entirely with how it implemented its controls.

Overall though, Ishin! is a must-play for Yakuza fans. Though its replaced the shady crime drama with an historical period plot, it still retains the heart and soul of the Yakuza games. Especially because many of the character models have been reused, like Kiryu Kazuma acting as both Sakamoto Ryoma and Saito Hajime. Then there's Goro Majima as Okita Soji and Taiga Saejima as Nagakura Shinpachi.

Oft times, I had to ask myself if I wasn't just playing another Yakuza game with just a historical skin on top.

True, maybe I should have instead dived into Rise of the Ronin (I will play this game eventually as I've actually bought it), but Ishin! took precedence. Besides, it's not every day that one gets to play as THE Sakamoto Ryoma.

For anyone who might say otherwise, I'll shall simply retort with: ee ja nai ka.

[luismedilla]

✧ ┆ ( GAEL GARCIA BERNAL, MALE, HOMOSEXUAL, HE/HIM ). Not everyone can say they’ve been to Briar Glen, but LUIS MEDILLA, a 45-YEAR-OLD, SECURITY GUARD, has lived in Briar Glen for SIXMONTHS. This is the city for development and they know it. Living in this extensive town means you meet all kinds of people, we can’t wait to meet and see how LUIS develops.

Open Starters ~ Bio

BASIC INFORMATION ( more will be added HERE )

FULL NAME: Luis Ignacio Monserrat Medilla NICKNAME(S):  When he lived in L.A. his friends and close acquaintances used his middle name or Nacho. At work he'd go by his last name. PREFERRED NAME(S): He was once engaged. She called him Lou. He liked that. BIRTH DATE: January 11 GENDER: Male PRONOUNS: He/Him SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homosexual NATIONALITY: Mexican-American LIVING CONDITIONS: Lives in a tiny apartment that he fills with plants, eventually would love to have a garden.  OCCUPATION: Security Guard

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Gael Garcia Bernal EYE COLOR: Green  HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown and going gray  HEIGHT: 5'6" BUILD: Stocky and sturdy. EXERCISE HABITS: Weight training for strength and running to keep him agile. TATTOOS: None visible  MARKS/SCARS: Quite a few scars from fights and his last job. NOTABLE FEATURES: Nose crooked. He's taken a few punches to the face.

SHORT BIO:

Luis worked in personal security in L.A. Easily underestimated for being under six feet in a field where height and bulk are the ideal, Luis has always had to rely on the unexpected. Known for fighting dirty and on occasion leaving people much more hurt than is necessary, it’s not surprising that one day he took it too far on a job. He’s moved to Briar Glen mostly to outrun his reputation, and a past that taught him to be nothing but ruthless. He’s taken a simple security job, which is late nights, alone patrolling. He hopes the isolation will keep him out of trouble.

[cat-arsenal]

Hold Me Like a Grudge (Gavin x Lasko Royal AU) Ch. 9

The new prosthetic is damn near perfect. The correct fit, the right length, material that doesn't chafe or clunk weirdly on the floor, takes some getting used to. And Lasko still tries to draw attention away from it. But it helps a lot.

He trains daily to keep his mind and body sharp, physical therapy combined with general exercises and the drills that he would run in the military. It gives him a sense of structure and normalcy that his days at the castle, while pleasant, lack. He works slower when his leg pains him, but never skips a day, and before long, he's as quick as he was before the bomb.

He trains in his bedroom, or the garden when the weather is nice. Sometimes, curious staff will gather to watch, oohing or cheering or asking questions he's happy to answer. Occasionally, Gavin will visit, voice soft but expression intense. Lasko is a little nervous then, in a way he normally isn't during drills. He doesn't mind Gavin's eyes on him (at all), and he's confident in his skill, but unaccustomed to "putting on a show."

"Just pretend I'm not here," Gavin would tease, as though such a thing were possible. Lasko tries, but Gavin's gaze and intermittent comments make him warm. It's obvious even to Lasko that Gavin is paying more attention to Lasko's body than what he's doing with it. He doesn't think about it, though. Not until he's very, very alone, and has quadruple-checked that he's not accidentally broadcasting to Gavin.

He has plenty of practice ignoring thoughts and feelings and urges and gorgeous men. Pushing it down or refocusing it into energy for training.

One day, Gavin asks to join him.

"Join me in...combat training?"

"Yes," Gavin says brightly. "I think there's a lot I could learn from you. Maybe we can even spar." Lasko chews his lip.

"Respectfully...you'd kick my ass." Gavin laughs.

"Don't be so sure! I haven't done much fighting." Lasko sighs.

"Maybe not. But you're still a demon. And despite my training, I'm still human." Lasko looks away, and Gavin frowns, considering.

"How about this," he says, opening his palms to Lasko. "No magic. That will do away with most of whatever natural advantage I might have." Lasko still hesitates.

"Why?"

"Why what, Precious?" Lasko flushes.

"Why do you want to train with me? Surely your time could be better spent elsewhere..."

"Because I like you, Lasko." Lasko looks up sharply to see Gavin looking calm and serious. "I like spending time with you, and learning about you." He smirks a little. "And the orgies will still be there later." Lasko sputters.

"Wh--o-orgies--"

"Do you have an extra practice sword, or do I need to make one?"

"I, ahem, I-I have one."

"Wonderful," Gavin smiles, reaching up to pet Lasko's cheek. "Let me know when you're ready."

So they start training together. Not every day, just on occasion. It's nice to spend more time with Gavin, and to have another person to work with again. Gavin really has no formal combat experience, but he learns quickly, and they start stringing sparring sessions together with library visits or shopping trips or time spent curled up in one or the other bed, talking quietly with faces close together.

Lasko wants to kiss him. Wants to do more than kiss him.

And Gavin would probably be receptive, if the way he lets his eyes and hands wander is any indication.

But Lasko doesn't want it to be just physical.

And he's afraid that, as much as they like each other (as much as he thinks Gavin likes him,) sex would just be sex, like it always had been before. Something fun and pleasurable that doesn't mean anything beyond that.

He buries his face in his hands and groans. Who does he think he is?

He doesn't have the right to expect more from anyone, much less a king. Gavin is smart and kind and handsome and powerful, the ruler of a great nation of people who adore him. He could--and does--have his choice of partners. If he wants more than sex, it would be simple enough to choose someone better than Lasko. Someone better at relationships. Someone whose body and spirit are whole, not broken.

His life in Deciderium is already so much better than it could be, than he thought it would be. Rather than being used and abused, he's treated like a person, given care and respect and the opportunity to learn and grow and make friends. He has made friends.

Why does he think he could have more?

The military was something he could control, to a degree. He could train and study and work and fight and make a difference in his life and the lives of others. It was the only thing he had really done without someone else telling him to pursue it first. General Moore was so much of his identity for so long that even after months away, he still isn't sure who he is beyond that.

Whoever he is is in love with Deciderium and its people and its king.

Tears burn his eyes at the realization, but instead of wiping them away, he just stares at the ceiling and lets them fall. What is he doing?

A knock at his door startles him into sitting up. He and Gavin had made plans.

"C-come in," he calls. Gavin steps into the room, and the smile drops off his face.

"What's wrong?" he asks immediately, sitting on the bed and taking Lasko's face in his hand. Lasko just shakes his head miserably. "Come here," Gavin murmurs, and Lasko goes easily into Gavin's tight hug. "It's alright. I've got you. You're okay."

He's not, but Gavin saying so makes him feel a little better.

"Do you want to stay in today?"

He nods.

"Okay. Scoot over, I'm gonna cuddle you."

He does, and Gavin wriggles under the covers with Lasko, wrapping him in his arms and resting Lasko's head on his chest, where he strokes his hair and back soothingly.

"Thank you," Lasko whispers, tangling his fingers in the back of Gavin's shirt. He's so tired.

"You're welcome, Dearest," Gavin replies. "Rest. I won't leave you."

Warm and safe in Gavin's arms, lulled by his steady heartbeat, Lasko falls asleep. And Gavin is still there when he wakes.

Chapter Management

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Holidays 5.3

Holidays

Birthday of Spam E-mail

California Bookstore Day

Constitution Day (Poland)

Constitution Memorial Day (Japan)

Fox Day (UK)

Garden Meditation Day

Hugs From Holly Day

International Day of Forest Kindergarten

International Gilbert & Sullivan Day

International Leopard Day

International Rap Music Day

International Wild Koala Day

Invention of the Cross

Kenpo Kinenbi (a.k.a. Constitution Day; Japan)

Li-Fraumeni Syndrome Awareness Day

Lumpy Rug Day

National Bike to School Day

National Clarinet Day

National Day to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy

National Grab a Boob Day

National Justice Day

National Montana Day

National New Bra Day (UK)

National Public Radio Day

National SAN Architect Day

National Specially-Abled Pets Day

National Textiles Day

National Two Different Colored Shoes Day

National Widow’s Day

Paranormal Day

Pregnancy Fitness Awareness Day

Public Radio Day

Semi-Pro Baseball Day

Sun Day

Togyu Taikai (Bull Sumo; Japan)

Two Different Colored Shoes Day

Wordsmith Day

World Press Freedom Day (UN)

Write a Review Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Custard Day

International Eat a Pitogyro Day

International Grab a Kebab Day

National Chocolate Custard Day

National Kiss a Tomato Day

National Raspberry Popover Day

Raspberry Tart Day

1st Wednesday in May

Bike to School Day [Wednesday of 1st Full Week]

Book Buddy Day [1st Wednesday]

Emergency Medical Services for Children Day [Wednesday of 1st Full Week]

Great American Grump Out Day [1st Wednesday]

National Anxiety Disorders Screening Day [1st Wednesday]

National Day to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy [1st Wednesday]

National Domestic Violence Remembrance Day (Australia) [1st Wednesday]

National (Deaf) Interpreter Day [1st Wednesday]

National School Nurse Day [Wednesday of 1st Full Week]

National Skilled Trades Day [1st Wednesday]

National Travel Advisor Day [1st Wednesday]

Occupational Safety and Health Professionals Day [1st Wednesday]

Project Aces Day (All Children Exercise Simultaneously) [1st Wednesday]

Water Professionals Appreciation Day (Georgia) [1st Wednesday]

World Carnivorous Plant Day [1st Wednesday]

World Maternal Mental Health Day [1st Wednesday]

Independence Days

Aswington (Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Abhai (Syriac Orthodox Church)

Alexander I, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Antonia and Alexander (Christian; Saint)

Bona Dia (Ancient Roman Women's Festival; Pagan)

Dia de la Cruz (Day of the Holy Cross; Mexico, Latin America)

Discoflux (Discordian)

Feast of the Finding of the Cross (a.k.a. Roodmas)

Fiesta de las Cruces (Spain)

Finding of the Holy Cross

Florae (Ancient Rome)

Frank Zappa Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

James the Lesser (Christian; Saint)

Juvenal of Narni (Christian; Saint)

The Most Holy Virgin Mary, Queen of Poland (Christian; Saint)

Moura (Coptic Church)

Philip the Apostle (Christian; Saint)

Pirate Garb Day (Pastafarian)

Procession of the Holy Blood (Belgium)

Ptolomey Lagus (Positivist; Saint)

Pussy Appreciation Day (Pastafarian)

Roodmas

Sarah the Martyr (Coptic Church)

Theodosius of Kiev (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Tommy (Muppetism)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]

Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 9 of 24)

Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [9 of 24]

Fatal Day (Pagan) [9 of 24]

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [18 of 53]

Lucky Day (Philippines) [26 of 71]

Premieres

All Things Considered (Radio Series; 1971)

The Amazing World of Gumball (Animated TV Series; 2011)

Back in My Arms Again, by The Supremes (Song; 1965)

Barb Wire (Film; 1996)

Beer Barrel Polka, recorded by The Andrews Sisters (Song; 1939)

Carrie Anne, recorded by The Hollies (Song; 1967)

The Craft (Film; 1996)

Dead to Me (TV Series; 2019)

Fantastic (Off Broadway Musical; 1960)

From Under the Cork Tree, by Fall Out Boy (Album; 2005)

Going My Way (Film; 1944)

Gotcha! (Film; 1985)

Hugger Mugger, by Robert B. Parker (Novel; 2000)

Iron Man 3 (Film; 2013)

Little Red Rodent Hood (WB MM Cartoon; 1952)

Long Shot (Film; 2019)

Max & Ruby (Animated TV Series; 2002)

The Moose Hunt (Disney Cartoon; 1931)

No Deals, Mr. Bond, by John Gardner (Novel; 1987)

Oops!… I Did It Again, by Britney Spears (Album; 2000)

Republic, by New Order (Album; 1993)

Spider-Man (Film; 2002)

Truly Madly Deeply (Film; 1991)

Tweetie Pie (WB MM Cartoon; 1947)

When the Cat’s Away (Disney Cartoon; 1929)

Today’s Name Days

Jakob, Philipp, Viola (Austria)

Aleksandar, Filip, Jakica, Jakov, Mladen (Croatia)

Alexej (Czech Republic)

Endel, Endo (Estonia)

Outi (Finland)

Ewen, Jacques, Philippe (France)

Alexander, Philipp, Viola (Germany)

Rodopi (Greece)

Irma, Tímea (Hungary)

Efisio, Filippo, Giacomo (Italy)

Gints, Jesika, Krustins, Uvis (Latvia)

Arvystas, Juvenalis, Kantvydė (Lithuania)

Gjermund, Gøril (Norway)

Aleksander, Antonina, Maria, Mariola, Świętosława (Poland)

Irodion, Mavra, Timotei (Romania)

Galina (Slovakia)

Cruz, Felipe, Santiago, Violeta (Spain)

Göta, Jane, John (Sweden)

Theodosey (Ukraine)

Joletta, Trey, Troy, Viola, Violet, Violetta, Yolanda (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 123 of 2024; 242 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 3 of week 18 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 18 of 28]

Chinese: Month 3 (Bing-Chen), Day 14 (Xin-You)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 12 Iyar 5783

Islamic: 12 Shawwal 1444

J Cal: 2 Bīja; Twosday [2 of 30]

Julian: 20 April 2023

Moon: 95%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 11 Caesar (5th Month) [Ptolemy Lagus]

Runic Half Month: Lagu (Flowing Water) [Day 9 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 45 of 90)

Zodiac: Taurus (Day 14 of 30)

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Take a Hike!

ambulatory - adj. - able to walk about

Years ago, when we wanted to rid ourselves of someone's presence, we used the creatively idiomatic, "Take a hike!" as opposed to the current pithy, degenerate, "Fuck off!" which has fallen into overuse, losing its profane punch. But this article isn't about verbal expression albeit it could be. It's about the value of being ambulatory, taking literal–not figurative–hikes. 

If you live in California, like I do, you don't think twice about hiking miles as the occasion presents itself constantly. In the past week or so, the digital odometer on my ubiquitous iPhone has clocked over twenty miles, which for a senior over 65 is pretty impressive. Along with one of two partners in ambulation, I traversed Mirror Lake in Yosemite (seven miles), the Hollywood Reservoir (3.5), Huntington Gardens (five), the Baldwin Hills (2.5), and the streets of West Los Angeles (two). In short, we covered swaths of some very beautiful ground and took in some outstanding views along the way. What was even better was that we treated our bodies to some outstanding exercise. 

Just what are the health benefits of taking a hike? According to the U.S. National Park Service, hiking builds strong muscles and bones, which we seniors tend to need in particular as our bones become more brittle as we age. It also improves balance (although I personally keep clear of edges on the way up the sides of steep inclines), heart health, and minimizes the risk of some respiratory problems. It also reduces stress, high blood pressure and cholesterol, the incidence of some cancers, excess weight which could lead to diabetes, and boosts mental health. Unlike meds, it won't rob your wallet. Pretty darn good. 

Hiking is better than ambulating on a treadmill in a gym because it allows for time in the fresh air and provides limitless space. And if you are constantly moving forward, you don't have to worry about any intrusive insects although I would recommend bug repellent if you are planning to hike in some of the national parks as gnats can be a problem. In addition, it is an inexpensive form of socialization, often recommended as a second date–providing you hike in a well-visited area–as it enables you both to enjoy nature, be physically active vertically (before any talk of the horizontal), and chat quietly without distractions.

Wow! Taking a hike is a lot more than I thought it could ever be. Back when we used the idiom in the derogatory sense, we didn't take into consideration all of the pluses of the literal act, which is perhaps why we don't hear the expression used anymore. If you told someone to "Take a hike!" today, the person might understand it to mean that you care deeply about him, her, them. Which is not bad. Hmm. I like it when things change for the better, something you don't see too much these days.

So what are you waiting for? Get out there and take a hike! 

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The Future Awaits: Prestige City Siddharth Vihar

Prestige City, situated in the rapidly developing area of Siddharth Vihar, Ghaziabad, stands as a beacon of modern urban living, seamlessly blending luxury, convenience, and sustainability. This vibrant community is strategically located, providing easy access to major roadways and transportation hubs, connecting residents to Delhi and other parts of the National Capital Region (NCR). The project is developed by the esteemed Prestige Group, known for its commitment to quality and innovative design. Upon entering Prestige City, one is immediately struck by the meticulously planned layout, prioritizing green spaces and open areas, creating a serene environment amidst the urban hustle. The architecture reflects contemporary aesthetics, with a harmonious balance between functionality and style. High-rise towers and low-rise apartments coexist, offering various housing options to cater to different preferences and lifestyles. Each unit is designed with attention to detail, ensuring optimal space utilization and natural light. The interiors feature modern finishes and fixtures, with customizable layouts available for discerning buyers looking to add personal touches to their homes.

The amenities at Prestige City Siddharth Vihar are abundant and designed to enhance the quality of life for its residents. A state-of-the-art clubhouse serves as a hub for social activities and events, fostering a strong sense of community. The fitness center is equipped with the latest exercise machines and facilities, allowing residents to maintain an active lifestyle without needing to venture far from home. Outdoor enthusiasts will appreciate the landscaped gardens, walking trails, and jogging paths that encourage a connection with nature. Additionally, dedicated play areas for children, swimming pools, and sports courts, including tennis and basketball, promote a healthy, balanced lifestyle for all age groups.

Safety and security are paramount at Prestige City Ghaziabad with 24/7 surveillance and well-trained security personnel ensuring a safe living environment for families. The community also prioritizes sustainable living, featuring rainwater harvesting systems, waste management initiatives, and energy-efficient building practices. This commitment to sustainability is not only beneficial for the environment but also reduces the long-term cost of living for residents. Educational institutions, healthcare facilities, and shopping centers are nearby, making day-to-day life convenient and hassle-free. Families will find reputed schools and colleges nearby, ensuring that quality education is easily accessible for their children. Hospitals and clinics offering comprehensive healthcare services are just a stone's throw away, giving residents peace of mind regarding their health and well-being.

Living in Prestige Siddharth Vihar also means being part of a vibrant community with a diverse mix of residents. Regular events and activities organized by the management encourage interaction among neighbors, fostering friendships and a strong sense of belonging. From festive celebrations to wellness workshops, there's always something happening, making it easy for residents to engage and connect with one another. The community is designed not just as a place to live but as a lifestyle that emphasizes social interaction, leisure, and holistic well-being.

Transportation is another key advantage of residing in Prestige City. The area is well-served by public transport, including buses and metro services, making commuting to major employment hubs in Delhi and Noida efficient and convenient. Major highways, such as the NH-24 and the Eastern Peripheral Expressway, are easily accessible, significantly reducing travel time and enhancing connectivity for residents who rely on personal vehicles. This accessibility not only facilitates daily commuting but also makes weekend getaways and excursions to nearby attractions more feasible.

In summary, Prestige City Siddharth Vihar Ghaziabad represents a modern, well-planned urban development that offers a harmonious blend of luxury, convenience, and community living. With its prime location, exceptional amenities, and commitment to sustainability, it provides an ideal environment for families and individuals looking to enhance their lifestyle. Whether it’s the vibrant community, the extensive recreational facilities, or the ease of access to essential services, Prestige City is more than just a residential complex; it’s a thriving ecosystem that promises a fulfilling living experience. As Ghaziabad continues to grow and evolve, Prestige City is poised to remain at the forefront, setting new standards for urban living in the NCR.

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Discover Comprehensive Health and Fitness Retreats for Holistic Wellness Across the UK

Finding a retreat that blends fitness, health, and holistic well being can be lifestyles-converting. Whether you're searching for to rejuvenate your frame, calm your thoughts, or clearly unwind from the strain of each day lifestyles, fitness and health retreats within the UK offer the proper get away. One such sanctuary for nicely-being seekers is Patrick Brompton Hall, where visitors can immerse themselves in a comprehensive retreat enjoy. From yoga and meditation gardens to custom designed health packages, this retreat inside the Yorkshire geographical area provides the entirety you need to repair balance on your existence. In this weblog, we can discover the numerous offerings of health and health retreats throughout the United Kingdom and why Patrick Brompton Hall stands proud as a top preference in your health adventure.

1. The Rise of Health and Fitness Retreats inside the UK

In latest years, fitness and fitness retreats in the UK have grown in reputation. More humans are turning to those specialised retreats as a way to reset and focus on their bodily and intellectual nicely-being. With the aggregate of health physical activities, yoga, and meditation, these retreats offer a holistic method to health that can have lengthy-lasting results. Patrick Brompton Hall isn't any exception, supplying quite a few retreat alternatives designed to cater to human beings searching out each bodily rejuvenation and inner peace.

2. Yoga: The Heart of Holistic Wellness

Yoga is regularly at the middle of many wellness retreats, supplying a route to flexibility, power, and highbrow readability. At Patrick Brompton Hall, visitors can be a part of each day yoga classes designed for all capacity ranges. Whether you are a beginner or skilled yogi, the retreat's serene environment permits you to exercising yoga in concord with nature. Each session encourages mindfulness, relaxation, and a deep connection to the frame, making it an important detail of your fitness and health retreat.

3. Meditation Gardens: A Sanctuary for Inner Peace

One of the most unique functions of Patrick Brompton Hall is its lovely meditation gardens. These non violent areas are designed to allow visitors to step some distance from the outdoor international and awareness on their inner nicely-being. Meditation is a effective device for lowering stress, enhancing emotional fitness, and cultivating self-focus. The meditation gardens provide a tranquil placing wherein site visitors can practice mindfulness and meditation surrounded by manner of nature, making it an vital a part of the holistic health enjoy.

4. Personalized Fitness Programs for Every Level

Fitness performs a critical feature in standard properly being, and at Patrick Brompton Hall, personalized health programs are tailor-made to satisfy the specific desires and dreams of each visitor. Whether you are trying to improve your cardiovascular health, construct electricity, or certainly live lively, the retreat’s packages are designed to challenge and assist you. These entire health routines make sure which you go away the retreat feeling stronger and extra energized.

5. Nourishing Your Body with Healthy Cuisine

Holistic health is ready more than simply physical activity and mental readability; it also involves right nourishment. Patrick Brompton Hall offers traffic delicious, healthful food which are designed to gas the body and help your fitness dreams. These nutrient-wealthy food awareness on complete meals and balanced vitamins, ensuring that to procure the sustenance wanted on your fitness adventure. A properly-balanced eating regimen is high to attaining lasting outcomes from your fitness and health retreat enjoy.

6. Exploring the Yorkshire Countryside: Nature and Wellness Combined

One of the highlights of traveling Patrick Brompton Hall is its beautiful region inside the Yorkshire nation-state. Nature performs an important characteristic in holistic health, and guests have the possibility to explore the close by landscape throughout their live. Whether it's far a guided stroll, outdoor yoga, or definitely enjoyable in the smooth air, the surrounding nature enhances the retreat's well-being cognizance. Reconnecting with the natural worldwide is a effective way to restore stability on your body and thoughts.

7. Why Choose Patrick Brompton Hall for Your Next Health and Fitness Retreat?

With so many health and health retreats inside the UK, it could be difficult to select the right one. However, Patrick Brompton Hall gives a certainly specific revel in that blends personalized health applications, professional-led yoga training, non violent meditation gardens, and nutritious food in an idyllic placing. The retreat’s interest on holistic well-being manner that your bodily, highbrow, and emotional properly-being are all given same hobby, making sure a transformative experience.

Conclusion:

A health and fitness retreat is greater than only a transient get away; it's far an investment in your average well-being. At Patrick Brompton Hall, guests can experience the correct balance of health, yoga, and meditation inside the tranquil beauty of the Yorkshire countryside. Whether you are seeking to enhance your bodily fitness, find inner peace, or absolutely recharge, this retreat offers the entirety you want for a actually holistic well-being adventure. Make the choice to prioritize your health and properly-being in recent times with the useful resource of selecting Patrick Brompton Hall for your next retreat experience.

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Discover the Lifestyle of Luxury Apartments at DLF The Dahlias

Gurgaon has become synonymous with modern living and luxury, and among its many esteemed developments, DLF The Dahlias in Sector 54 stands out as a premier residential project. This exquisite complex offers a perfect blend of comfort, style, and convenience, making it one of the most sought-after luxury apartments in Gurgaon.

A Prime Location: Sector 54

Situated along the prestigious Golf Course Road, DLF The Dahlias enjoys a prime location that places residents in the heart of Gurgaon’s vibrant lifestyle. Sector 54 is renowned for its upscale living, with easy access to key business districts, educational institutions, shopping malls, and fine dining. The area is well-connected to public transport, making commuting to Delhi and other parts of the National Capital Region (NCR) a breeze.

Luxury Apartments Redefined

DLF The Dahlias offers a range of luxury apartments designed to meet the highest standards of modern living. Each apartment boasts spacious layouts with high ceilings and large windows that invite abundant natural light. The interiors are finished with premium materials, showcasing a perfect blend of contemporary design and functionality. Whether you choose a cozy two-bedroom unit or a sprawling three-bedroom suite, you’ll find that every detail has been carefully considered to enhance your living experience.

Exceptional Amenities for Modern Living

One of the highlights of Dlf luxury apartment in Gurgaon is its extensive array of amenities, catering to both relaxation and recreation:

Swimming Pools: Enjoy a refreshing swim or relax by the poolside in beautifully landscaped settings designed for leisure.

Fitness Centers: Stay active in state-of-the-art fitness facilities equipped with the latest exercise machines and spaces for yoga and group classes.

Clubhouse: The stylish clubhouse serves as a social hub where residents can connect, host events, and engage in various recreational activities.

Lush Green Spaces: Experience tranquility with beautifully manicured gardens and walking paths that promote a serene environment for relaxation and family activities.

Children’s Play Areas: Safe and engaging play areas ensure that your children can have fun while you enjoy peace of mind.

Commitment to Sustainability

In today’s world, sustainability is key, and DLF The Dahlias embraces this principle wholeheartedly. The project incorporates eco-friendly technologies and practices, including rainwater harvesting and energy-efficient systems. This commitment to the environment ensures that residents can enjoy a luxurious lifestyle while minimizing their ecological footprint.

A Community Like No Other

Living in Dlf new project in Gurgaon means becoming part of a vibrant community of like-minded individuals who appreciate the finer things in life. The development encourages social interaction through community events and activities, fostering a sense of belonging among residents. Whether you’re hosting a gathering in the clubhouse or enjoying a stroll in the gardens, you’ll find that DLF The Dahlias is not just a residence; it’s a lifestyle.

Conclusion

DLF The Dahlias in Sector 54, Gurgaon, is an exceptional luxury apartment project that offers a unique blend of elegance, comfort, and convenience. With its prime location, thoughtfully designed living spaces, and world-class amenities, it represents the epitome of modern urban living.

For those seeking a luxury apartment in Gurgaon, DLF The Dahlias is a must-consider option. Explore the possibilities that await you in this stunning community, where every day feels like a getaway. Experience a life of luxury, comfort, and sustainability at DLF The Dahlias—a place you’ll be proud to call home. Your new beginning starts here!