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[cagrijk]

ŞAMPİYON BEŞİKTAŞ 

[denizgibidirgokyuzu]

Bir 11 kişiyiz lâkin; arkamız daha var! 😎🦅⚽️

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[aktuelhaberajansi]

Beşiktaş'ta Alanyaspor maçı kadrosu açıklandı

Beşiktaş’ta Alanyaspor maçı kadrosu açıklandı

Vincent Aboubakar’ın yer almadığı Beşiktal kadrosu şu isimlerden oluşuyor: Kaleci: Ersin Destanoğlu, Utku Yuvakuran Defans: Valentin Rosier, Montero, Nskala, Welinton, Vida, Rıdvan Yılmaz, Serdar Orta saha: Josef de Souza, Oğuzhan Özyakup, Atiba, Necip Uysal, Adem Ljajic, Bernard Mensah Hücum: Nkoudou, Larin, Rachid Ghezzal, Gökhan Töre

[archived-azarovsslayer]

♣

♣ - a fading memory

The bright sunlight glared through the windowed walls of the airport, the place bustled with activity and noise, but Philip couldn’t hear any of it. That day should have been a hopeful and happy day the first step on his journey of repentance, for a new life. But he felt numb, he didn’t want to move, didn’t want them to call his plane’s name. Yet he knew he could not stay here and follow what the Gods commanded him to do. Philips countless enemies would find him, and he would either have to die or betray their command and kill again. This was the only path, and with the last of his contacts they forged a passport and a right immigration for him to escape. The door was wide open but his heart weighed like stone and begged him not to leave. An hour passed in waiting and his hand clenched around hers fingers that were interlaced with his. Why Gods must I leave her behind?  

There were 5 of them, weren’t there? Or had he forgotten that as well. Four of his closest friends that he had fought and bled beside, people who meant the world to him. One by one they were killed until She and him were the last ones left, She who had been closer to him than any other. The woman Philip had shared secrets and passionate moments with. She who had strengthened him when he was weak and let Philip carry her when she could not walk. She who now sat next to him in unsteady anticipation. He had to leave her.

The pain of thinking about her, or anyone he loved back then, came from missing her face. He could still remember her form, tall and built with a stance that had killed. Yet thinking back to his last day in Africa he remembered specifically the tattoo she had just underneath her neck. It was Nskala-Amdua’s mark. Hope. Did she actually have that tattooed on her chest or was it something his subconscious made up? Did it really matter?

An intercom loud as thunder finally shook the pair into action as it called Philip to step onto the plane. Feeling ringing in his ears Philip hesitantly got up, She stood with him. They looked at each other for what could be the last time and their hearts shattered. Her strength still radiated off of her even in her sadness as She reached out to touch his face. Philip pushed his head into her soft hand tears running down his face. The words She said to him had long since faded, but the sound of her voice emanated through his mind. She wiped the tears from his face and he gazed at her. Philip should have said what he wanted to but seemed absolutely meaningless and impossible. Come with me J̢̢́a̷̧͢n̷͘͞n̸͏i̷͜͡.

The blaring sound of the intercom gave him his last warning, and he embraced her again for the last time. Their final kiss as not one of passion but one that begged the world to stop. That pleaded time to turn back to when everything the two cared about, when all the people they had lost, could be returned. But for all She and him felt it was not enough to change anything, yet it was enough to make sure they never forgot one another. When they pulled away from each other and the earth should have split in two. The bright light and noise of the airport finally engulfed her, as Philip walked away. Though Philip prayed she would not die before her time like the others, She too soon faded just like their friends did.

[yosoy-mi-efecto]

jskajaka ohhhh por fin alguien que piensa igual nskala tumblr no fue creado para los mensajes internos si no para los ask kskaka un placer c:

rtyfuygh cuanta verdad 

[insta-rasppi]

Two different kind of graphs regarding #photovoltaic & #solarbms. One created manually from csv file by using google sheets and another one created automatically by the #RPi and #RRDtool. #smallscalephotovoltaics #solarpanels #solarelectricity #bms #sbms4080 #raspberrypi #pvnskala by nskala @ http://ift.tt/1TVWlA7

[insta-rasppi]

Perfectly a cloudy day!...IOW: Not so productional day (0.9 kWh total 😂). #photovoltaic & #solarbms. #smallscalephotovoltaics #solarpanels #solarelectricity #bms #sbms4080 #rpi #raspberrypi #pvnskala by nskala @ http://ift.tt/1TMuUHQ

[insta-rasppi]

A couple of graphs regarding #photovoltaic & #solarbms. Two same kind of days, but two different load scenarios. Sorry, but for some reason the 'TIME' axis indicates wrong time. The starting point should be 5 am, not 7. #smallscalephotovoltaics #solarpanels #solarelectricity #bms #sbms4080 #rpi #raspberrypi #pvnskala by nskala @ http://ift.tt/1WgkSlH

[insta-rasppi]

Solar electricity production info, may 2016 Getting the logging function back on track by using #raspberrypi **PV = 780 Wp, 24 V / 200 Ah lifepo4 cells, electrodacus SBMS4080** **LOAD = single phase 2.4 kW hybrid inverter (active load 100-1000 W) + approx. 60 W DC lightning** #solarpanels #solarpower #smallscalephotovoltaics #LiFePo4 #pvsystem #batterymanagement #sbms4080 #solarelectricity by nskala @ http://ift.tt/1YBafHL