#proporsi

[viviween]

Ieri sera, una persona che da tempo non sentivo, si è proposta, via chat, per un incontro a scopo "ti scopo", con la modestia principesca di (parole testuali!) "spada che esige il suo fodero".

[deathshallbenomore]

okay no mi sa che la potrei fare la pazzia……….del resto non lo sai finché non ci provi no? no?

[ssevencaptain]

He smiles awkwardly, thew human mouth being akward around his own new body. Something that he hasn't actually done since this war started, smiling. After all there was so much things to actually do, but he has time.

And its all to do with Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Unless you are willing to marry into a noble family, your help would be rather null."

"I had inherited some of ...the former Captain Commander estates as per his will, and now nobles are .... inviting me to the family. so to speak."

"I suppose my new appearance, also does not help matters."

It isn't hard for him to see there's a level of hesitation from Sajin, but he isn't going to press and make things any more awkward than they needed to be. Instead, Kurosaki makes a move to enter further into the room. Lingering near the door wasn't going to help anyone really, was it?

" ---- IF IT'S SOMETHING YOU GOTTA DO ALONE, then by all means... I won't interrupt. But if there's any other slightly less bothersome tasks, stuff you might be leaving for later... I'm willing." Hey, he may hate homework and the very existence of paperwork, but he wants to help in any way possible. It just seemed like Kurosaki had been dropped from any real task of helping the Soul Society, and Sajin seemed like he needed a little company.

"If I'm being irritating, I can just get you something to drink instead. Or just to be someone you can speak to. I'm always here, y'know? Used to not really have a choice with that, but the more time that's passed and the more I've witnessed and seen with you guys... ah, I guess I want to be here to help, is the best way to put it."

[clownprincehoeshi]

Parallel Hearts - Chapter 9

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. Maybe you finally have your shot at love and happiness. Or not.

Pairing: fem reader x idol Jungkook fem reader x idol Mingyu fem reader x idol Hoshi

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Harrassment-Stalking-Death mentions-Cheating

Word count: 5681

Previous chapter

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If you didn’t know before what you were feeling for Soonyoung, now you kind of do. That hug told you a lot. You had feelings for him, and these stupid feelings started creeping up here and there, without you realising.

You don’t know when it started or why. Maybe because he had such a soft and kind personality? Maybe because he was cute and fluffy like a teddy bear? And every time he smiled at you it made your day better?

You managed to pick yourself up and got that salad done. You all sat around the table outside, food and drinks all out and ready. You thought to taste some wine. Afterall, you were in a village filled with winery.

Being not such a big fan of wine meant you were not used to drink it so just one glass turned you into a talking smiley human.

It’s fine, you were among friends. Hana and Jun knew you very well. Then there was Vernon that would never judge or laugh at you. Joshua was completely drunk by now and Soonyoung seemed tipsy too, cheeks all red.

Now, maybe Seungkwan was the type to crack up some jokes, but he was too busy having fun.

Seungkwan: Ok, I have a proporsi…proprosi…porpo…shit. Let me try again. Pro po sit ion. There! Tonight is a night for deep conversations. We are among friends and I don’t know about you, but I would love to hear some touching stories and ideal from each of you. And maybe someone even has questions.

Joshua: I love this, Kwanie.

Seungkwan: Since I came up with the idea, I’ll start. I want to know what was the hardest moment of your life and what did you do to make it better.

Hana: Wow, that’s some deep shit there. The hardest moment for me was when my grandmother died. She practically raised me and I will never forget her. And I think you never heal from something like that, but with time, things get a little better and you cry less.

You try to show her some support by rubbing her back. You know the feeling of loosing someone close like that. It happened when you were in your home country few years back. You still think about that friend every single day. So yeah, it’s something that will always hurt.

Seungkwan: Ok, my hardest moment it’s similar. Everyone knows about my best friend and what happened. So….yeah, that was…really hard. I still struggle with the pain sometimes, but I have really good friends around me and my family. I know I am loved and it makes me feel safe.

Joshua: Yaaaah, this conversation while drunk hits different. Me next!! I think for me it was when I moved from the States. I didn’t know the language, the people, the culture. I was just a church boy that found himself in a foreign place. What about you, Hosh?

Hoshi: Ummm, there have been a few times when I had a really hard time. I can say that it’s hard to put one in front of the other because the contexts were very different. But for me, there were two moments. First one was when we first got hate from the public and antis. We were just kids and we didn’t deserve that much hate. I mean why would people be so mean? There is room for everybody. To tell us that we will never succeed. It made my blood boil. But we showed them. Look where we are now, there is no higher than this.

Vernon: And the second one?

Some of the guys were already prepared for what he was going to say, they knew it will be about his ex.

Hoshi: I mean…you know. Do I have to say it?

Seungkwan: Some of us don’t know, so yes. Not me, though, I know EVERYTHING!

Hoshi: It was when my at the time girlfriend cheated on me with one of my favourite idols. Caught them in bed. Something like that traumatises you for life. Really. I still have nightmares about it and I’m afraid of starting a new relationship. I think I better stay single.

Jun: Hosh, we talked about this before. You can’t expect that every future partner will act like that. For example, did you ever cheat?

Hoshi: No.

Jun: Then, Y/N here that was cheated on by an ex should think all guys cheat and never get involved with a guy again?

Hoshi: Someone cheated on you?

Hana: Yeah, silly. Your friend Mingyu.

Hoshi: I am sure he didn’t.

Hana: How can you know?

Hoshi: He’s one of the most genuine guys I know and I trust him, he would not lie to us.

Y/N: It doesn’t matter now, and yes, I have been cheated on, but by a guy you don’t know. It’s all in the past.

Hoshi: I want to know.

Joshua: Tell us, Y/N, we won’t judge. It’s a safe space and it stays between us.

Y/N: Sooo, I was 21 and we were together since I was 18. He was my first love, we met in college. I thought he was such a kind person, until I started to pay attention to the things my friends were telling me. I was just so blinded by love that I couldn’t see the big red flags. Turned out in our last year together he started a new relationship with a girl who used to be his best friend’s girlfriend.

Vernon: Shiiiieeeet, that’s so fucked up.

Y/N: And the way I found out it made me sick. We used to live together and when I got back to our shared apartment from a weekend of taking care of my sister, because she got very sick. I found long black hairs everywhere. All over the bedroom floor, in the toilet, even inside of one of my fucking t shirts. He gave her my t shirt, guys! My favourite t shirt with the picture of my dog on it.

Hoshi: Where does this guy lives?

Jun: What’s his name?

Y/N: It obviously still hurts knowing I was so disrespected and humiliated. Of course it still plays with my head whenever I meet someone new. So you can understand why I just couldn’t believe Mingyu and get back together. Yeah, maybe he didn’t cheat, maybe it was a trap for us to brake up, but for me, having such low trust, it’s a deal braker. The moment the guy I’m with makes me cry and hurtlike that and feel unsecure about our relationship, it’s done.

Seungkwan: Oh, now things are starting to make sense. I think you two could share your experience, since it’s similar. I never knew how is to be cheated on.

He said, pointing to Hoshi while looking at you.

Y/N: Jun, tell us yours.

Jun: It’s like Shua hyung. Leaving home for a foreign country. Man, it was so hard to communicate with the guys. They were very good to me though and I really feel loved. So all hardship paid off in the end.

Everyone looking at Vernon, waiting.

Vernon: Oh. My turn. For me, it’s not a specific moment that happened and that’s that. It’s something that keeps on happening and I find myself having the hardest times when it does. It’s when I see members having a tough time, whether they are sick, or exhausted, or just sad and depressed. Their mood is affecting me a lot and it’s really hard to help when it happens. Because you never know what are the right words or the right actions, you know.

Everyone looking at Vernon with heart eyes and nodding, like he said something amazing. Which he did, Vernon is a pretty mature and knowledgeable guy. We love him, we admire him and we need to protect him, ok?

Y/N: Noni, I feel really bad about all those weird ass fan calls you are getting. I wish I would slap some sense into those fans, you don’t deserve that.

Seungkwan: Remember when Mingyu just hang up to a fan that told him to show her his abs? That’s what we should do every time someone is rude or out of line like that.

Y/N: Yeeesss!!!!! And you should hire me as your bodyguard and I’ll slap some bitches.

Joshua: Really? That’s how much you love us?

In your drunken state, you didn’t realise that the next second you looked right into Soonyoung’s eyes while replying “yes”to Joshua.

When he blushed red, you realised what you did and moved your eyes from him.

Shit shit shit!

Hana: Juniiii! Did you know that I had the biggest crush on you?

You were just having a sip from your glass and hearing her, you spit that all out. Luckily, in the air and on yourself, not on someone else. You rushed to the bathroom, took your shirt off and tried to wash it as quick as you could.

Stupid wine! I knew I shouldn’t drink it.

You think you did a pretty decent job with getting the stains out and now you have to get out of the downstairs bathroom to go up to your bedroom and find a new shirt to wear.

Hurrying out the bathroom door into the hallway, your drunk mind had no time to intercept the person in front of you and you crashed right into them.

The crash was so fast and silly and it threw both of you to the floor, whining.

Y/N: Ooooowww, my butt!!!

Hoshi: What about mine? Don’t you watch where you’re going?

Y/N: Me? What about you? Were you going to enter the bathroom while I was still inside?

Hoshi: I didn’t know you were in there.

Y/N: What if I was naked?

Hoshi: Why would you be naked?

Y/N: Taking a shower is supposed to happen naked.

Hoshi: Well you are half naked.

Y/N: Uh?

And you look down. You’re indeed half naked, only shorts and a bra on. You forgot all about the wet shirt you had in your hand that went flying somewhere on the floor.

Y/N: Like you’re not enjoying the view. Huh!

Hoshi: Am not!

Y/N: You are, look how you’re still starring.

Hoshi: Not my fault, I’m just a guy and you’re…

Y/N: I’m what?

He gets up faster than Flash and walks past you, right into the bathroom.

Y/N: I’m what? I’m what?

Hoshi: Shut uuuup!

He panicked because he was this close to tell you “you’re beautiful”

Because why would you tell a woman she’s beautiful, she doesn’t need to know. Keep your feelings to yourself, make her wait. Let her wonder. Wait a while, let her think, let her want you. Let her find another guy, get married. Maybe then it’s the right time to tell her. right?

You’re such an idiot! He tells himself. For almost blowing up his cover or for not telling you? He’s not sure. Just like he’s not sure what to do about what he feels towards you.

Now he’s sitting on the bathroom door, back leaned on the door, mouth open and eyes wide. He thinks he needs to stop drinking. How is he supposed to manage this week with you around? Why did he come here? He could have stayed back at the hotel with the other guys.

15 minutes later he gets out and walks outside. Nobody’s there. He hears music on the beach so he starts walking slowly, passing the trees and bushes in his way.

All of you were dancing in the sand, under the Moon. The sea was calm and the breeze nice. He felt happy, so in that moment he decided that what’s done is done and he will try to enjoy the next few days, even if it will become harder and harder for him.

He joined in into your little dancing circle.

Of course, you needed to tease him now.

Y/N: Now Kwon Soonyoung, we know we’re mere peasants compared to your dancing skills, please don’t make us feel bad.

Hoshi: Ha! I’m not a meanie like you, would never do that.

Y/N: Oh, I’m a meanie now?

In a fraction of a second you take his bottle of water he was holding in his hand and you run towards the water. He starts running after you.

Hoshi: Yaaaahh!! Give me that? I need to get sober!

Y/N: Why? You’re more easy drunk.

You stop few steps into the water and turn to him.

Hoshi: Easy? I’m not easy!

Y/N: Yeah you are. If DK was here you would be kissy kissy.

Hoshi: Well that’s because it’s our thing when we drink. My lips are not cheap, you know. I don’t just kiss anyone.

You start putting your lips, making kissing faces.

Y/N: Who will you kiss tonight? Seungkwan? I know you like to get him angry and he would hate that.

He starts pacing to your direction, his eyes mad and face serious. He grabs your chin with one hand and plants a kiss right on your lips. A small, quick kiss. Didn’t really feel like a peck, because it was wet, hard and longer than one.

With his other hand he grabs his bottle then he turns around and walks to the others.

Hoshi: Is this answering your question?

And he left you there. Pouty and upset. Shocked. He left you with your thought. There is nothing to say to that, he left you speechless for the first time. Well, it’s the first time that he knows of.

He stops somewhere a few meters in his way and turns to you, almost like waiting for an answer. He had no idea where this courage came from. He really kissed you.

Hoshi: Tiger got you tongue?

He crosses his arms before his chest and looks at you, still waiting. He thinks you’re so cute flustered like that.

Then you start moving and walk to him.

Y/N: Why did you do that?

Hoshi: What did I do?

Y/N: This is not a game, Soonyoung. After that conversation we just had one hour ago? You pull this? You can’t just kiss me then act like nothing happened.

Hoshi: I needed to shut you up somehow, you kept being mean to me.

Y/N: So what, now you’re going to kiss me anytime I tease you?

Hoshi: I don’t know.

Y/N: Do you like me, or something? Because it’s giving crush.

Hoshi: Pfff, as if. It was just a peck and I got the reaction I wanted. Look at you all flustered.

You shake your head and walk away. You hear his footsteps in the back, this time he’s quiet.

You don’t stop walking, telling goodnight to the group and heading to your room.

Seungkwan: Ya, Hoshi! What did you do?

Hoshi: Nothing, I was just messing with her a little.

You go straight into the shower, taking a cold one and all you can think about, all you can see and feel is that kiss. Stupid Soonyoung!!!

You get into bed and minutes later Hana comes and lays next to you, pulling one leg over yours.

Hana: Pooks, what happened?

Y/N: Stupid Soonyoung kissed me.

Hana: Wha..when? why?

Y/N: When we were in the water. I was teasing him about kissing the guys when he’s drunk so I guess he took it as a challenge? I don’t know.

Hana: Didn’t you hit his nut sack again?

Y/N: Nah, I was just speechless and I was standing there like a fool. Then I scolded him for doing that and left.

Hana: What did he say?

Y/N: He was acting like it was nothing. Really, I don’t get this guy.

Hana: You think he was trying to get back at you for that kiss in front of Mingyu and JK?

Y/N: You know…that didn’t even cross my mind. But you might be onto something. Still, after the conversation we had, he goes and kisses me?

Hana: Well, babe, you’re both single and adults. Nobody is cheating anybody. But I have the best idea ever.

Y/N: Oh no, here comes the worst idea ever.

Hana: No, I’m serious, it’s so good you will think I’m the smartest person. Here it goes. What if.

Y/N: Yeah?

Hana: What if? And bare with me here. What if you play his game, but better.

Y/N: What the hell does that mean?

Hana: I feel like he’s playing here, wanting to see your reactions. Beat him at his own game. Play it, do crazy shit to get a reaction out of him, flirt. Like, heavy flirting. You know what I mean.

Y/N: Hana, you know I kinda like him, right?

Hana: So what?

Y/N: Like, I don’t want to hurt my own feelings. You know, starting to like him more from all the flirting and he rejects me.

Hana: Pleaaaase, it will be so fun. I promise, boo! If you want, I can give you the ideas on what exactly to do. He won’t know what it hit him. Look at me! If he isn’t in love after I’m done with him, you can do whatever you want, I will be your personal servant for the whole year.

Y/N: I will do it only because I don’t lose at games. You’re on, Kwon Hoshi!

At least you could sleep now, knowing he’s been challenging you with that kiss and you’re going to get back at him.

Next morning the plan was in motion. Hana helped you pick the sexiest swim suit and you wore it for breakfast, with just a thin unbuttoned shirt over it. He hasn’t seen you like this ever.

And when he lays eyes on you  while you’re coming down the stairs it all feels in slowmotion. Your long golden hair shining when you walked in front of the window right into the sunshine. A light breeze was blowing your shirt away, revealing your spectacular tanned body.

He thought you looked like a goddess. Walking slowly and sensual towards the kitchen, his eyes went to your thighs. Magnificent, he thought. He wanted to be squeezed by them. They looked so soft.

Eyes going up to your perfect waist that he wanted to grip and never let go, to your breasts that were barely covered by the swim suit bra. If he was never a boob guy, now he was. Your neck sensual and long. If only he could put his hand around it while thrusting into you.

And don’t even get him started with your lips. He loved them. So plump, soft and sweet. Now that he felt them he wanted more.

You reached the kitchen table where he was sitting and his mouth almost drooling, opened wide, made you chuckle.

Y/N: Soonyoung, are you feeling ok? Too much Sun for you here? What can I do to make you feel better?

You put your hand on his thigh and look at him with a cute pout.

He snaps out of it like your hand burned his leg.

Hoshi: Sorry, I just had too much to drink last night and I’m not feelings super.

Y/N: Did you eat yet? Want me to make you something?

Hoshi: I ate what Shua hyung made earlier.

Then you pat his head and leaned in a little to push your breasts together right in his face.

Y/N: Ok Soonyoungie, just tell me if you need anything.

All the guys were looking at each other lost, was clear you were teasing Hoshi and honestly, it was funny to them.

After you had something to eat, you saw the group outside around the pool and you signaled Hana that you’re going for another attack.

Hana: Girl! Already, a second attack? You trying to finish the poor boy?

Y/N: He started it, I’m going to finish it.

And like that you walked outside, slowly, moving your hips from side to side like a tease. You knew you will leave collateral damage in your path but it was war. You’re not weak.

Walking to stand in front of him on the other side of the pool, you drop your shirt and slowly sitting on the edge, dipping your feet in the water. At some point you lean forward to get some in your hands and splash it over your chest.

Droplets of cold water dropping down your sunbathed body, running down down to your belly and further into your bikinis.

Hoshi gulps loud, he fears the whole planet heard it. His throat feels dry like he just chewed a cactus and swallowed it.

He starts coughing agresively.

Noticing this and knowing it’s because of you, you raise the stakes. You look at Hana and nod and she immediately brings over some oil for tanning.

Since he drank some water to calm himself down, you took advantage and started to pour oil all over your barely covered body, massaging slowly and sensualy.

The worst thing for Hoshi was not that, but the way you locked your eyes with his while massaging yourself with the oil.

Jun knew already what was coming, Josh was quietly waiting, looking between you two, feeling the tension. Vernon was somewhere on a daybed sleeping. Again. Seungkwan was waiting for the drama like hot bread and Hana was trying not to die laughing.

You knew your acting skills were at a high level, in a funny way. But now you were trying to be more or the sexy side of acting.

So after you put oil all over your front side, you were pretending you couldn’t reach your back side so you grabed your little oil bottle and came to Hoshi.

Hoshi: Soonyoungie, help please?

Looking up at you with the bambiest eyes that ever bambied, he stopped breathing.

Hoshi: What?

You grabbed his hand to pull him up and he was just like a rag in your hold. He was just so weak and complient. He stood up and you handed him your oil.

He took without questioning any further; you turned your back to him.

He was like a lost puppy waiting for instructions.

Y/N: Come on, Soonie, the Sun will burn my skin. Are you scared?

Hoshi: Scared? Of what?

Y/N: I don’t know, you tell me.

 As soon as he heard scared, his competitive side came to life and he started to rub the fuck out of that oil on your body. When he finished with your back, he went down on your butt, being not very gentle with it.

You got a soft moan out of your mouth, could not figure out if it just happened or it was planned. You’ll tell your friends later it was planned 100%.

When he heard your little moan, he rolled his eyes so hard he could feel them on the back of his head. He felt tormented and tortured.

He felt getting hard under his shorts. He had half a brain to keep his oversized t shirt on, hiding his shameful hardon. He felt like a perv.

Then he had to kneel behind you to rub your legs too.  Just some 30 minutes ago he was thinking how would those thighs feel.

Well I’m dead already. Stop being such a pussy, you know she’s doing this on purpose. Keep your head up! No! Bad idea! Not right now, dummy, there’s that unbelievable ass up there. Keep your eyes to the ground and finish this quick. Mingyu, you idiot.

Hoshi: I need to wash the oil off my hands.

And he sprints to the bathroom upstairs where he can be sure nobody will bother him for the new minutes. The guy was beyond turned on. He hadn’t had sex in a few good months, they were on tour, he hasn’t  even had a passing friend with benefits since he can’t even remember.

Then it was this..thing he felt for you. Was it just lust? Just a horny guy who needs it bad?

As soon as he entered his bathroom, he locked the door, threw his clothes off, got under the cold shower and took care of that impossibly hard cock he had in his hand.

Thinking about how that hand also just touched your ass, your legs. Oh, he felt like such a big perv again. But he admitted he was weak for you.

He wasn’t usually like this. He was always drawn to feelings then came the lust and sex. He always needed some sort of connection with his partners to feel the need for sex.

But this? Now? He couldn’t describe, it felt animalistic almost. His hand up and down his thick leaking cock started to become faster and faster. He really needed to cum and calm himself down.

He thought this was the best orgasm ever, even better than when he had sex. What is he doing with his life? That’s not right.

You splayed yourself over a towel next to the pool. Hana was next to you, whispering in your ear about Hoshi.

Hana: I could bet that he went to jerk himself off. I just know it.

Joshua: Y/N, that with Soonyoung was fucking hilarious. Please do it again, I love watching him flustered.

Soonyoung appeared after a short while. He needed a cold cold shower too. He gave you a look, shaking his head, almost like wanting to say “you’re not playing fair, but it’s on”

He maybe be weak sometimes but he’s a fighter. He never gives up.

That same day at night it was time for your third and final attack of the day.

You baked some cake with chocolate and brought it to everyone to taste. The chocolate easily melted on the fingers when you took the small piece of cake with your hand.

You didn’t bring any utensils, exactly for this reason. Damn, Hana is such a menace sometimes, she has such crazy good ideas.

You hoped everyone will take the cake with their hands and it is like you suspected. You offered one to Hoshi, with a cute innocent smile on your face. If only he knew.

As soon as you saw his fingers covered in chocolate, you made a worried face.

Y/N: Oh no, you’ve gotten a bit dirty. Let me help.

And when you took his thumb and put it in your mouth to suck all that chocolate off, his legs melted. He forgot his own name.

With a shocked face he asked: What are you doing?

Y/N: Helping you clean up.

Hoshi: Aish, this girl.

He started smirking and pretending to scold you.

Hoshi: I had no idea you wanted me this much.

Y/N: I don’t, though. And I am not trying to do anything.

He leans closer to your face, locks ayes with you and runs his thumb over your lower lip, then puts it in his mouth.

Hoshi: You left some chocolate here. You’re welcome!

So he’s hitting back. Good, I would feel bad for having a weak opponent. I might like him even more now.

It went out like this the whole week. You did something, he did something. Every time you both got flustered. Your friends were getting tired of it, seeing the obvious tension between you too. And it was more of a sexual tension.

You two looked at each other like you wanted nothing more than to spend the next 24 hours in bed.

The last night before you had to go back in Barcelona, you decided to have a serious talk to him, because you felt overwhelmed. You felt like your heart would explode.

You knew it, you were in love. You didn’t want to be, you wanted to erase every single little feeling.

You were all walking to your wooden cabin in the woods where you spend the last 3 days. It was a narrow street that took to your place. Planning to hold him back to talk, you grabbed his wrist and just gave him a look.

He understood what you wanted and he took your hand telling you to follow him. He took you to a little hill where there was a big swing where you two sat, under a big jacaranda tree.

You both sat there in silence for a while, just enjoying the moment, knowing it doesn’t come often.

Hoshi: What am I going to do with you, huh?

Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean? Am I insufferable? You hate me yet?

Hoshi: Is that what you were trying? To make me hate you?

Y/N: Of course not.

Hoshi: Be honest. What were you trying to do?

Y/N: Ummm, getting back at you for that kiss.

Hoshi: I see, I see. So if I gave you a real proper kiss, you would try to stab be whenever you see me?

You giggle and push your shoulder into his.

Y/N: Soonyoungie, come oon.

He starts acting cute, calling you Y/Nie and touching your nose with his finger.

You stare at each other one minute too much.

Hoshi: What are we doing?

Y/N: I don’t know. You just annoy me so much.

Hoshi: Am I?

You nod, smiling cutely.

Hoshi: I thought I was one of your favourite people.

Y/N: My God, Soonie, what made you think that?

Hoshi: Hmm, you calling me those cute nicknames, for example. We have been teasing each other for months. And I am pretty sure we have gotten close. You know, it’s like my friendship with Kwan. It’s a love-hate relationship.

Y/N: Friendship.

You repeat.

 You look up at the night sky. He puts his hand over your hand that is placed on the bench of the swing. He smiles. You get up, not looking at him.

Y/N: We should head to the cabin, we’re leaving early in the morning.

He gets up too and grabs your wrists, standing so close.

Hoshi: You wanted to talk but you are not saying anything. Why do you keep running away when we’re having a serious conversation?

Y/N: Serious about what?

Hoshi: Our feelings. Don’t act like a little brat now, you know what I’m talking about and I think you owe me some answers.

Y/N: It’s not like you had some answers for me.

Hoshi: Did I hear any questions and I refused to answer?

Y/N: I… guess not.

Hoshi: So then stop being a brat and ask me. I’ll answer.

Y/N: Don’t treat me like I’m a baby, I’m just one year younger than you!

He pouts and cups your face with both his hands.

Hoshi: I like it when you get feisty and angry. Now you say something you like about me.

Y/N: I like…your silly jokes nobody laughs at, but you. I secretly find them so funny but I keep my laughter inside.

Hoshi: Wow, that’s mean. I like how you lose yourself in thoughts, it feels like you’re thinking about 1000 things all at once.

Y/N: I like how you’re actually really soft on the inside, even when you scream like a loonatic to make people think you’re dangerous.

Hoshi: Hey, I am dangerous!

Y/N: Not in the way you think you are.

Hoshi: Oh? Then In what way?

He gets even closer this time, his hands now falling from your face.

Y/N: You know, I can’t seem to figure out if you’re trying to kiss me or kill me, since you had your hands cupping my face for the last 5 minutes.

Hoshi: First your answer, then mine.

Y/N: You’re dangerous in the way you make girls fall for you for being too cute. Should be illegal.

Hoshi: Oh?

Y/N: Your answer?

 But he doesn’t answer. His hands fall on your neck, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks lovingly. His nose touching yours, his plush lips hovering over yours. You can feel his warm body glued to yours. It’s like you can feel his heartbeat. Or is it yours?

You don’t want to close your eyes, you want to see him. Those eyes that tricked you into falling in love again. Why did it have to be him? Why not a complete stranger? A random guy you met at work, on tour, even a tourist, a friend of a friend.

You whisper over his lips: What are you doing?

Hoshi: I really really really want to kiss you right now.

He said it.

You won’t go for the kiss and it seems he’s delaying the moment. He might still be playing with you. He might not even like you like that.

So you pull away just when his lips slightly touched yours.

Y/N: I can’t.

He looked at you with sad eyes, trying to understand what he did wrong.

Hoshi: Did I mess it up?

Y/N: No, I just can’t and shouldn’t.

Hoshi: Will you tell me why? Apart from the reason I already know about the past and not trusting men anymore? I won’t be a jackass and say that I’m different. All I can tell you is that I like you. I can’t tell you what the future will bring, if we are good for each other or not. Shit, I am scared too. I’ve never felt like this and I have absolutely no idea how to manage everything I am feeling.

Y/N: Soonyoung. I am so scared about everything. I don’t want a failed relationship anymore. I just want to be THAT someone to somebody, you know, not someone who’s left aside just in case the grass is greener on the other side. I don’t wanna feel like a second choice. I want to be wanted, completely, loved.

Hoshi: I want to give all that to you if you’ll let me.

Y/N: I don’t think I can, I’m sorry. Please, just let me go to my room.

He lets go of you and watches you slowly get further and further away. He just stands there, eyes filling with tears ready to burn his cheeks. Should  just give up? Is this the Universe telling me we would not work together? Why do I feel such a strong pull towards her then? Man, this sucks. Now what?

[fuoridalcloro]

Quando ognuno avrà imparato a guardare a casa sua, nel suo animo, nel suo cuore, il suo disordine, la sua incoerenza, le sue abitudini, le sue fatiche, i suoi ritardi, la sua maleducazione, la sua pigrizia, i suoi limiti, i suoi sbagli, il suo orgoglio, la sua ostinatezza, non gli avanzerà di giudicare alcuno, né di credersi superiore, né di ritenersi migliore di altri. Semplicemente, non gli resterà altro tempo se non quello per correggersi e proporsi di essere oggi, migliore di ieri.

-Linda Valentinis-

[blackrosesnymph]

Maledette le persone che mi hanno insegnato che sofferenza e tristezza si possono elaborare e superare solo con la rabbia e con l'odio o con l'oblio e il silenzio.

A volte è bello e sano anche ricordare con le lacrime agli occhi ciò che non c'è più.

Si sono presi il diritto e l'arroganza di proporsi ai miei occhi come tanto forti e di convincermi che solo il loro modo di reagire fosse segno di forza, quando forse erano talmente deboli da sentirsi minacciati nelle loro sicurezze solo da un altro modo di elaborare la sofferenza e dalla sola esistenza di un altro modo di vedere il mondo.

[anchesetuttinoino]

Giorgia Meloni sarà l'unico capo di stato UE ad essere presente alla cerimonia di insediamento di Donald Trump, alla Casa Bianca.

Questo fatto ci dice due cose:

1) Il circo di Bruxelles non è considerato né come un interlocutore né come un attore internazionale di cui tener conto dalla nuova amministrazione USA. Nulla di nuovo per chiunque non legga Repubblica, sia chiaro, ma lo smacco stavolta è plateale.

2) La Meloni vuole proporsi come "ponte" tra Washington e il Vecchio Continente. Ma, allo stesso tempo, il suo Governo non è intenzionato a tagliare il cordone ombelicale con la matrigna a dodici stelle, anzi, continua a sposarne le politiche di austerità.

La strategia di tenere due cetrioli in un pertugio mostrerà presto le sue contraddizioni. E la sua insostenibilità.

👉 Segui PRO ITALIA 🇮🇹

[ginogirolimoni]

Il M5S è spuntato quasi dal nulla, da un comico che non faceva più ridere, da un esperto informatico con idee strampalate, da qualche vaffa, da qualche slogan di una semplicità disarmante e, soprattutto, dal notevole malcontento suscitato dai partiti tradizionali (la “casta”) che a loro volta erano nati dal malcontento suscitato dai partiti che li avevano preceduti.

La cosiddetta “democrazia diretta” consisteva nel fatto che chiunque volesse proporsi come candidato a qualcosa, filmava un video di pochi secondi dove si presentava, e qualche centinaio di aderenti al neonato movimento lo votavano e ne decidevano le sorti.

È bastata un’occhiata anche superficiale ai parlamentari eletti dai 5 Stelle per comprendere la portata della catastrofe; eravamo già abituati a Gasparri ministro e ad Alemanno sindaco di Roma, quindi l’asticella era già piuttosto bassa, ma nessuna profezia poteva prevedere Toninelli ministro e la Raggi sindaca di Roma.

Tutto ciò che sorge in fretta e facilmente, perirà altrettanto in fretta e facilmente; i 5 Stelle persero la più grande opportunità della loro vita quando rifiutarono sprezzantemente l’offerta di governare insieme da parte di Bersani (io al suo posto avrei rifilato due sberle a Crimi e alla Lombardi, per quell’aria di superiorità che dimostravano durante la diretta streaming che loro stessi avevano voluto).

Erano quattro scappati di casa, completamente digiuni di come funziona uno Stato democratico, in quell’esperienza avrebbero potuto realizzare alcune delle cose a cui tenevano molto e avrebbero imparato come funziona il Parlamento e la Democrazia.

Sembravano i duri e puri, quelli che aspiravano ad avere da soli la maggioranza assoluta per poter governare, ma questa non è mai arrivata; ed è in quel momento che sono impazziti, sono andati al governo prima con la Lega di Salvini, esperimento durato poco più di un anno, nel corso del quale hanno assistito al travaso di più di metà dei loro voti verso il loro alleato.

Poi hanno governato col PD, ma non hanno emendato gli errori fatti in precedenza, infine hanno sostenuto Draghi, almeno inizialmente, per poi scaricarlo qualche tempo dopo perché gli elettori del movimento non gradivano il tecnocrate, espressione delle banche e dei poteri forti.

Un movimento che non è di destra, né di sinistra, che se ti muovi in una direzione scontenti quelli che vorrebbero andare in direzione diversa; molti dei suoi elettori sono semplicemente ritornati nei partiti da cui storicamente provenivano, ma la stragrande maggioranza di loro non vota più, e sarà estremamente difficile convincerli di nuovo a farlo, non con quest’organico politico.

Un movimento in queste condizioni, troppo occupato ad arrestare l’emorragia di consensi e a darsi un’identità che non sia fatta solo da slogan o di cose a cui siamo contro, ma di sostanza, perde necessariamente di vista l’essenziale: il fatto che il potere oggi è in mano ai fascisti che ci stanno portando ad una deriva illiberale e che stanno mettendo le mani su tutte le leve di potere, tanto che fra poco la Presidenza della repubblica sarà solo decorativa, mentre l’opposizione lo è già per incapacità propria e domani lo sarà perché privata di ogni potere e di mezzi per potere esprimere la propria voce.

L’opposizione ha l’obbligo di fermare questa deriva, di costruire un’alternativa a questa destra fascista, prima della catastrofe, prima di diventare l’Ungheria o gli USA con a capo Trump.

Invece Chiara Appendino, ex sindaco di Torino, persona molto influente nel Movimento (ne è la vicepresidente), dice che non è il momento per un accordo strutturale col PD, temono di venirne fagocitati o danneggiati elettoralmente, ma è grazie al PD che hanno una donna del loro movimento Presidentessa di Regione in Sardegna.

Mentre la mancata elezione dei candidati del csx in altre regioni è dovuta allo scarso o scarsissimo contributo elettorale del M5S, che arriva al punto di litigare squallidamente fra di loro alla vigilia di un turno elettorale molto importante come quello della Liguria, in cui avrebbero potuto eliminare il malaffare fra politica corrotta e impresa privata corruttrice, che adesso continuerà come prima.

Cari Pentastellati, continuate a pensare a voi stessi, continuate a dormire, fin quando vi troverete ad avere la stessa efficacia politica di un tronchetto della felicità.

[raffaeleitlodeo]

Meloni ha detto la verità su Ventotene

«La rivoluzione europea, per rispondere alle nostre esigenze, dovrà essere socialista, cioè dovrà proporsi l’emancipazione delle classi lavoratrici e la creazione per esse di condizioni più umane di vita»

dal Manifesto di Ventotene

Non comprendo le polemiche sulle parole di Giorgia Meloni che questa volta ha il merito di aver detto alcune verità incontrovertibili.

La prima naturalmente è quella che lei, essendo erede politica del regime fascista che mandò al confino Spinelli, Colorni e Rossi, con il Manifesto di Ventotene non c'entra nulla trattandosi di un documento dell'antifascismo militante.

La seconda, implicita nelle citazioni lette, è che con il Manifesto non c'entrano nulla neanche Ursula von der Leyen, Mario Draghi, Renzi, Calenda, il Pd e gli esponenti del centrosinistra e centristi che in queste ore contestano le parole della premier.

Il manifesto di Ventotene era un manifesto per la rivoluzione socialista europea e questo è incontrovertibile. Contiene principi socialisti che saranno fatti propri dalla nostra #Costituzione nata da quella rivoluzione antifascista europea che fu la #Resistenza e che saranno alla base dell'azione dei partiti del movimento operaio dopo la sconfitta del nazifascismo in tutta l'Europa occidentale.

Per il Manifesto di Ventotene come per la nostra Costituzione la proprietà privata non è sacra e i diritti delle classi lavoratrici e delle persone vengono prima del profitto e del mercato.

Il modello sociale europeo con il welfare è stato il risultato della forza e della legittimazione che ebbe in Europa occidentale il movimento operaio e socialista nel dopoguerra e fino alla controrivoluzione neoliberista degli anni '80 di Reagan e Thatcher.

L'Unione Europea è nata con il trattato di Maastricht che ha posto invece il mercato al primo posto con conseguenze devastanti compreso il risorgere dell'estrema destra.

Non a caso nel 2014 denunciammo, presentando la lista l'Altra Europa con Barbara Spinelli, che l'Unione Europea dei trattati ordoliberisti era la negazione dell'ispirazione originaria del Manifesto di Ventotene.

Insomma con Ventotene non c'entrano nulla neanche gli editorialisti di Repubblica e Corriere e quelli come Renzi, Calenda o Bonaccini che ora strepitano.

L'unica cosa positiva della manifestazione di Michele Serra è che Repubblica ha ristampato il manifesto e forse sarà letto da tanti che si renderanno conto della truffa che va avanti da trent'anni.

Come Rifondazione Comunista pensiamo che vada rilanciato il Manifesto e la rivendicazione degli Stati Uniti socialisti d'Europa perché il capitalismo neoliberista porta la guerra come le nuvole la tempesta.

Maurizio Acerbo, Facebook

#ManifestodiVentotene #Ventotene #matrice #antifascismo #EuropeanLeft

[teredo-navalis]

Ok Google: come proporsi ai conoscenti per spremere i loro punti neri senza che sembri strano

[schizografia]

Si suppone in genere che un «libro parallelo» sia un testo scritto accanto ad altro, già esistente libro, una lamina scritta che mima le dimensioni e forme di altra lamina, e ne insegue i caratteri, i segni, parte trascrivendo, parte traducendo, confermando, negando, ampliando; avrebbe dunque del commen-to, e da questo si distinguerebbe per la continuità, non frammentata a chiosa di singole parole, ma piuttosto atteggiata a parafrasi volta a volta pantografata o miniaturizzata, o al tutto deviata.

In realtà, chiunque si accinga al compito deliziosamente servile di trascrivere, decifrare, disenigmaticare - giacché scrivere in nessuno modo è possibile - presto si accorge che quella lamina che va graffiando, per quanto esile ed esigua, non è mai parallela all'esterno del libro; ed in breve anzi si accorgerà che la lamina ha un suo modo di conformarsi, per cui il «libro parallelo» è tale all'interno del libro che persegue. Insomma, si immagini che il libro di cui si vuol disporre la struttura parallela sia non già simile a lamina inscritta, ma piuttosto ad un cubo: ora, se il libro è cubico, e dunque a tre di-mensioni, esso è percorribile non solo secondo il sentiero delle parole sulla pagina, coatto e grammaticalmente garantito, ma secondo altri itinerari, diversamente usando i modi per collegare parole e interpunzioni, lacune e «a capo». Non solo: ma le parole così usate saranno simili a indizi - tra delittuoso e criptico - che il libro si è lasciato alle spalle, o che si trovano sparsi nel suo alloggio cubico, ospizio di tracce, annotazioni, parole trovate, schegge di parole, silenzi. Un libro, rettamente inteso nella sua mappa cubica, diventa così minutamente infinito da proporsi, distrattamente, come comprensivo di tutti i possibili libri paralleli, che in conclusione finiranno con l'essere tutti i libri possibili. È chiaro, dunque, che sarebbe gretto tentare di dar le misure di codesto cubo leggibile all'interno, o di uno qualsiasi dei libri paralleli che vi si acquattano.

Si potrà chiedere perché Pinocchio sia così specialmente cubico; no: direi piuttosto che Pinocchio è altamente indiziario, che è un libro di tracce, orme, indovinelli, burle, fughe, che ad ogni parola colloca un capolinea. Il parallelista vive in esso la dissoluzione del cubo, alloggia tra innumerevoli prove, non sa di che. Questo sconcerto è essenziale. Esso gli consente di esercitare la regola aurea del parallelista, che è: «Tutto arbitrario, tutto documentato».

G. M.

[libero-de-mente]

C’era una volta Magda, una tizia che si credeva la nuova Caterina Sforza, che fu la versione femminile di Machiavelli, dei tempi moderni. Ma con capelli con le extension e capacità di comunicazione con i mezzi moderni.

Magda aveva un talento: convincere gli altri a credere in cose stupide per il suo tornaconto economico o per semplice divertimento, il suo dico. Tipo far credere alla gente che se ci si alza la mattina presto e si correre più veloce del benzinaio, che sta andando ad alzare il prezzo del carburante al suo distributore, si può fare rifornimento a un prezzo inferiore. Così oltre a divertirsi vedendo i suoi conoscenti fare benzina quando ancora non era sorto il sole, guadagnava delle mazzette dal gestore delle pompe a cui aveva indirizzato gli ignari clienti. Oppure persuadere il suo prossimo a investire soldi per “per trovare la felicità” che, guarda caso, era sempre la sua felicità quella che trovava, non quella degli altri.

Un giorno, Magda decise di alzare il tiro. Aveva in mente un grosso progetto per guadagnare molto denaro, per il giorno di San Valentino lanciare un business nel mondo dei single. Quelli che ancora sanno sospirare per qualcuno, che sognano a occhi aperti il grande amore della vita. Così coniò il suo motto: amare una persona che non ti ama, è come aspettare il treno della propria vita alla fermata dell'autobus. Non male, vero? Si inventò pure, di sana pianta, una laurea, ovvero un dottorato, in chimica specializzata nell'ossitocina (l'ormone dell'amore) e una laurea in letteratura, in particolare, quest'ultima, era stata ottenuta con una tesi sulla serie di romanzi da spiaggia Harmony, Eva 3000 e Grazia. Si creò anche un nome accattivante: Dottoressa Graziella Rcazzo.

Peccato che Magda non fosse proprio un’aquila. Aveva sottovalutato un particolare, ovvero che le persone che patiscono le pene dell'amore sono sensibili si, ma non sprovvedute. Anzi, alcune sofferenze patite nella vita affettiva le hanno rese molto più attente e disincantate sotto alcuni punti di vista.

Arrivò il giorno della presentazione del progetto. Cominciò a proporsi sui social con video promozionali investendo tempo e denaro. A suon di frasi come "cucinare è un modo d'amare, ma amare vuol dire cadere dalla padella alla brace", oppure "è più importante amare o essere aRmati?" e, ancora, "pazzi d'amore o d'amore è la pizza?".

Risultato? Magda non solo perse i soldi investiti per le promozioni, ma finì relegata a un lavoro dell’ufficio, per una agenzie di pompe funebri. L'azienda si chiamava "Tappo, chiusi su misura". Magda all'inizio, memore della sua vivacità creativa, propose di usare un motto da lei inventato dietro riconoscimento dei diritti d'autore: "da noi si bara", ma il titolare la mise a fare fotocopie con una fotocopiatrice senza colori.

Morale della storia? Se vuoi manipolare, almeno fallo bene. Oppure trovati un lavoro onesto, altrimenti finisce con te che piangi davanti a una stampante rotta. Che peccato, però, Magda eri quasi geniale… quasi!

[elliesimsx]

Yunani Kuno: Kiblat Seni Modern yang Tak Tergantikan

TOTONESIA Yunani Kuno sering disebut sebagai "cradle of Western civilization" atau tempat lahirnya peradaban Barat. Tidak hanya dalam bidang filsafat, politik, dan sains, Yunani Kuno juga menjadi fondasi utama bagi perkembangan seni modern. Pengaruhnya terasa hingga hari ini, baik dalam seni rupa, arsitektur, teater, maupun sastra. Lalu, mengapa Yunani Kuno dianggap sebagai kiblat seni modern? Artikel ini akan menjelaskan alasan-alasan mendasar yang membuat warisan seni Yunani Kuno tetap relevan dan menjadi inspirasi tak terbatas bagi seniman modern.

1. Konsep Keindahan yang Universal

Yunani Kuno memperkenalkan konsep keindahan yang universal dan abadi. Mereka percaya bahwa keindahan adalah hasil dari harmoni, proporsi, dan keseimbangan. Konsep ini tercermin dalam karya-karya seni mereka, seperti patung dan arsitektur. Misalnya, patung-patung Yunani Kuno seperti Venus de Milo dan Discobolus menunjukkan proporsi tubuh manusia yang ideal. Konsep ini kemudian diadopsi oleh seniman Renaissance seperti Leonardo da Vinci dan Michelangelo, yang juga mengejar kesempurnaan bentuk manusia dalam karya mereka.

Seni modern, meskipun seringkali abstrak dan eksperimental, tetap mengacu pada prinsip-prinsip dasar ini. Bahkan dalam seni kontemporer, proporsi dan harmoni tetap menjadi elemen penting yang sering dieksplorasi.

2. Humanisme: Manusia sebagai Pusat Karya Seni

Yunani Kuno adalah salah satu peradaban pertama yang menempatkan manusia sebagai subjek utama dalam seni. Mereka menciptakan patung dan lukisan yang menggambarkan manusia dengan detail yang sangat realistis, mengekspresikan emosi, gerakan, dan keindahan fisik. Humanisme Yunani ini menjadi dasar bagi seni Renaissance, di mana manusia kembali menjadi fokus utama.

Dalam seni modern, humanisme tetap menjadi tema yang kuat. Seniman modern seperti Pablo Picasso dan Frida Kahlo terus mengeksplorasi kondisi manusia, emosi, dan identitas melalui karya mereka. Bahkan dalam seni abstrak, manusia sering menjadi sumber inspirasi utama.

3. Arsitektur yang Menginspirasi

Arsitektur Yunani Kuno, dengan kolom-kolom megah dan kuil-kuil indah seperti Parthenon, telah menjadi model bagi banyak bangunan modern. Gaya arsitektur Yunani, terutama Doric, Ionic, dan Corinthian, masih digunakan hingga hari ini dalam desain gedung-gedung pemerintah, museum, dan bahkan rumah pribadi.

Prinsip-prinsip arsitektur Yunani, seperti simetri, keseimbangan, dan penggunaan ruang, telah memengaruhi arsitektur modern. Arsitek seperti Le Corbusier dan Frank Lloyd Wright mengakui pengaruh Yunani Kuno dalam karya mereka. Bahkan, elemen-elemen seperti kolom dan pedimen masih sering digunakan dalam desain kontemporer.

4. Teater dan Drama

Yunani Kuno adalah tempat lahirnya teater modern. Mereka menciptakan bentuk-bentuk drama seperti tragedi dan komedi, yang masih dipelajari dan dipentaskan hingga hari ini. Tokoh-tokoh seperti Sophocles, Euripides, dan Aristophanes menciptakan karya-karya yang menggali kompleksitas manusia, konflik, dan moralitas.

Teater modern, baik dalam bentuk drama, film, atau pertunjukan, banyak berutang budi pada tradisi Yunani Kuno. Struktur naratif, karakterisasi, dan tema-tema universal yang diperkenalkan oleh Yunani Kuno masih relevan dalam seni pertunjukan kontemporer.

5. Mitologi sebagai Sumber Inspirasi

Mitologi Yunani telah menjadi sumber inspirasi yang tak ada habisnya bagi seniman modern. Kisah-kisah tentang dewa-dewi, pahlawan, dan makhluk mitologis seperti Medusa, Hercules, dan Zeus telah diadaptasi dalam berbagai bentuk seni, dari lukisan hingga film.

Seniman modern seperti Salvador Dalí dan Gustav Klimt menggunakan mitologi Yunani sebagai tema utama dalam karya mereka. Bahkan dalam budaya populer, mitologi Yunani terus hidup melalui film, serial TV, dan buku-buku bestseller seperti Percy Jackson.

6. Seni sebagai Ekspresi Kebebasan

Yunani Kuno adalah salah satu peradaban pertama yang melihat seni sebagai bentuk ekspresi kebebasan individu. Mereka percaya bahwa seni adalah cara untuk mencapai keabadian dan meninggalkan warisan bagi generasi mendatang. Pandangan ini memengaruhi seniman modern untuk mengekspresikan diri mereka secara bebas dan tanpa batasan.

Seni modern, dengan berbagai gerakannya seperti surrealisme, ekspresionisme, dan abstrak, mencerminkan kebebasan berekspresi yang diwariskan dari Yunani Kuno. Seniman modern seperti Jackson Pollock dan Andy Warhol terus mendorong batas-batas seni, menciptakan karya yang provokatif dan inovatif.

7. Pengaruh pada Pendidikan Seni

Yunani Kuno juga memengaruhi cara kita mempelajari dan mengapresiasi seni. Mereka mengembangkan sistem pendidikan yang mencakup seni sebagai bagian integral dari perkembangan manusia. Hal ini diteruskan oleh peradaban Barat dan menjadi dasar bagi pendidikan seni modern.

Hari ini, seni Yunani Kuno masih dipelajari di sekolah-sekolah seni dan universitas di seluruh dunia. Karya-karya mereka menjadi referensi penting bagi mahasiswa seni yang ingin memahami dasar-dasar keindahan, proporsi, dan teknik.

Kesimpulan

Yunani Kuno bukan hanya sebuah peradaban kuno yang telah berlalu, melainkan sebuah warisan yang terus hidup dan berkembang. Konsep-konsep seni yang mereka ciptakan ribuan tahun lalu masih relevan dan menjadi inspirasi bagi seniman modern. Dari humanisme hingga mitologi, dari arsitektur hingga teater, pengaruh Yunani Kuno terasa di setiap aspek seni modern.

Dalam dunia yang terus berubah, seni Yunani Kuno mengingatkan kita akan nilai-nilai universal seperti keindahan, kebebasan, dan ekspresi diri. Itulah mengapa Yunani Kuno tetap menjadi kiblat seni modern yang tak tergantikan, sebuah sumber inspirasi yang tak pernah kering bagi generasi seniman masa kini dan mendatang.

[susieporta]

La Papessa

"Il Riscatto della Coscienza"

E' complesso descrivere ciò che sta accadendo.

Il linguaggio interiore è in trasformazione. La parola, il verbo, la locuzione stanno cambiando vibrazione. Escono a fatica, si intoppano, si confondono.

Stiamo attraversando un picco energetico davvero sconvolgente.

L'abitudine ci fa dire che: "Nulla di nuovo! Ci siamo già passati oramai un numero incalcolabile di volte".

Eppure stavolta è profondamente diverso.

Il "punto di frattura e ricomposizione" è più chirurgico, risulta più incisivo nel delineare le aree interiori di chiusura, più determinato nel procedere verso scelte innovative.

Le strutture Cristalline già consolidate, si stanno preparando a salutare il "Vecchio Mondo" anche nella Materia, con prese di posizione decise e serrate, con azioni concrete e determinate.

Si stanno preparando al grande Balzo.

Stanno per compiere un prodigioso "salto nel vuoto", stanno per consacrare allo Spirito e alla Materia i propri Doni interiori.

E per farlo, stanno esaurendo le ultime battaglie con il mondo della disistima, stanno sconfiggendo la residuale paura di non valere e il timore di essere respinti o esiliati, di non essere in grado di amare e di essere amati. Stanno pacificando con l'illusoria convinzione di amare troppo, troppo poco o male.

Si stanno sperimentando nei loro "Confini di Identificazione".

"Chi sono io", diviene: "Chi siamo noi?".

L'esigenza del Cuore di definire i confini tra "l'individuo e la relazione", diviene urgente dentro al Sistema.

La Libertà di amare e di essere amati, assume nuove connotazioni, si spoglia dallo schema classico della disfunzione, per esplorare nuove sperimentali forme di "accordo affettivo e comportamentale".

Gli spazi della Relazione vengono ridefiniti non in base al "ruolo", ma "all'Essenza di contatto".

Le Relazioni divengono progressivamente spazio condiviso di profondità e crescita.

E come tali, non possono più limitarsi ad interpretare in forma automatica e inconsapevole ruoli e copioni di scena. Sono piuttosto orientate a proporsi come movimento nutriente e arricchente di prospettive e idee, di simmetrie di potere decisionale, di incontri finalizzati a moltiplicare l'abbondanza di amore e di ricchezza interiore ed esteriore.

Sono volani di Cambiamento e Maturazione. E se non producono tale spinta, se non accendono l'ardore verso il Nuovo, sono destinate a spegnersi.

Anche se vorremmo fosse diverso, anche se daremmo un arto per poter accompagnare tutti i nostri affetti più cari verso la nuova Dimensione dell'Esistere, alcuni saluti saranno inevitabili.

Ne abbiamo già affrontati tanti di "lutti relazionali", lasciato alle spalle centinaia di situazioni, schemi, proiezioni del Passato.

Ma abbiamo lasciate aperte delle finestrelle per i ritardatari.

Ecco. Esse ora si chiudono.

Il prossimo "livello di Coscienza" è tosto.

Richiede una profonda e motivata volontà di seguire e proseguire "senza se e senza ma" la propria Chiamata interiore, lasciandosi alle spalle senza remore ciò che risuona stonato con il nostro "piano strutturale".

Sembra doloroso dover nuovamente "salutare".

Appare l'ennesima ingiustizia da affrontare.

Ma se c'è un luogo davvero sicuro, esso sarà sempre dentro di noi, mai fuori. E quando avremo compreso questa profonda lezione, non saremo mai più soli.

E sentiremo che "perdere" è stato l'unico atto possibile per riconquistare i nostri confini interiori, per ricostituirli e rinforzarli, per riscoprire la nostra Origine, per entrare pienamente nella nostra vocazione d'Anima, per amplificare i nostri celati Doni, per ricostituire l'Amore al centro della nostra Vita.

Il "perdere" a breve esaurirà il suo antico movimento evolutivo ed allora potremo aprire le braccia per "ricevere", per assorbire il Nuovo che avanza imponente verso di noi.

Esso si sta avvicinando alla nostra Struttura e la sta attivando in ogni sua parte. Vuole abbracciare tutti gli ambiti della nostra Esistenza, vuole fiorire in ogni nostro Battito del Cuore, vuole espandere ed accendere Opportunità e Successo.

Ed il "Successo" sarà la chiave del 2025. Non come forma sterile di riconoscimento di valore, ma come "espansione del Dono" all'ennesima potenza.

Il Dono, in collaborazione con il Cuore, completerà la strutturazione definitiva del nuovo piano di Azione nella Materia.

Importanti Attivazioni anticiperanno la "potenza inaudita dei primi giorni di Febbraio".

Con oggi inizia una nuova fondamentale fase di "illuminazione" di alcune funzioni ancora celate tra le pieghe del nostro sistema neuronale.

Tali attivazioni sono state ampiamente "preparate" nei giorni scorsi, con eventi "stonati", accompagnati da momenti davvero imponenti di interferenze, capogiri, nervosismi, tachicardie, sintomi di stordimento e di confusione mentale.

Il picco energetico durerà tre giorni. Saranno tre giorni infuocati.

E sotto molti punti di vista, liberatori.

Genereranno scelte. Scelte importanti. Che poi saranno attutate e sperimentate lungo il corso dei prossimi mesi. Ed anche oltre.

Qualcosa di epocale si sbloccherà: un masso imponente che non sapevamo di avere ancora dentro, verrà espulso.

Sentiremo nel suo passaggio piuttosto fastidioso, che esso bloccava il fluire della nuova linfa vitale e che doveva essere sciolto a tutti i costi. Anche rischiando di cancellare le ultime nostalgiche "categorie" di Passato.

La "triade energetica" era stata ampiamente preannunciata. Ma "viverla" è diverso.

Ed eccoci qua. Siamo pronti. Si va.

Mirtilla Esmeralda

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Series Agar Bidadari Cemburu Padamu

Judul : Allah Sayang Padaku

Speaker: Ust Salim A Fillah

Resume by : @penaalmujahidah

Bahasa kali ini agak santai ya manteman, sebenernya pembahasannya cukup panjang, tapi di sini saya akan berbagi sedikit saja dr apa yg sudah dipaparkan oleh Ust Salim A. Fillah.

Perlu kita pahami bahwa predikat kebaikan itu Allah sematkan kepada laki-laki dan perempuan. Jadi jangan ngerasa bahwa yg berhak baik itu laki2 doang, atau perempuan doang. Engga gitu ya konsepnya. Nah, kalo misal di antara kita masih ada yg suka insecure thd fisiknya, ngerasa gak putihlah, gak tinggi lah, jelek lah. Inget2 lagi yuk. Allah tuh udah menciptakan manusia dg bentuk yg paling baik. Nih ayatnya di

QS At-Tin : 4

لَقَدْ خَلَقْنَا الْاِنْسَانَ فِىْۤ اَحْسَنِ تَقْوِيْمٍۖ

sesungguhnya Kami telah menciptakan manusia dalam bentuk yang sebaik-baiknya.

Dan itulah bentuk dan proporsi terbaik buat kita dibandingkan dg makhluk Allah yg lain.

Allah itu udah ngasih kita hal yg sangat jelas. Manusia mungkin masih punya pandangan rasis, yg putih itu good looking lah, yg hitam itu jeleklah, tapi itu tuh karena manusia belum merasakan secara real bahwa dlm segala hal ada keindahan.

Cantik itu relatif kan? Bisa jadi lho kita pergi ke Turki terus liat perempuan2 di sana itu cantik2. Ya hari pertama kedua ketiga masih Cantik keliatannya. Tp lama2 misalnya di hari ke delapan kita bisa membedakan bahwa ternyata ada juga yg biasa aja, gak cantik. Kaya kalo ke Sudan misalnya, kita liat di hari pertama kedua dan ketiga keliatan jelek2, tp pas hari kesembilan ternyata ada juga yg keliatan cantik, item manis gitu. Hhe.

So, jangan pernah merasa insecure dengan cantik atau enggakmya kita. Karena bisa jadi ada orang yg dianggap cantik banyak orang, tp tidak bagi seseorang. Begitupun sebaliknya.

Jangan insecure juga soal fisik. Karena fisik itu sifatnya cuma sementara sekali.

Justru insecure-lah kalo akhlak kita kurang baik, kalo kita kurang bersyukur.

Jangan insecure soal harta. Karena belum tentu yg banyak harta juga bisa nikmatin apa yg dia miliki.

Rezeki itu apa yg kita nikmati, bukan yg kita miliki. Meskipun misalnya di rekening banyak uang, kalo gak kepake semua ya itu cuma jadi sesuatu yang mampir doang. Malah bisa jadi kepakenya sama orang lain. Kalo kata Rasulullah Saw, rezeki itu apa2 yg dimakan sampe habis, apa2 yg dipake sampe usang.

Misal nih ya, ada orang yang penghasilannya 300 jt perbulan, tp Allah batasi rezekinya. Makan manis gak boleh karena diabetes, makan asin gak boleh karena hipertensi, makan ini itu gak boleh karena punya penyakit. Nah, sampe sini kebayang kan? Jadi rezeki itu soal rasa, tidak bisa diukur dg jumlah, atau dg berapa yang ada di deposito. Rezeki itu hak pakai, bukan hak milik. Apa yg kita pakai itulah rizki yg bisa kita nikmati. Kalo kita bersyukur, Allah tambah lagi nikmatnya. Bukan jumlahnya.

Seandainya kita mau bertafakur atas makanan yg kita makan, kita akan merasa kaya. Betapa ulama Zaman dulu itu kalo makan pake roti, garam, dan minyak, mereka itu bilang gini "Roti ini dari kebun gandum di Negeri Yaman, garam dari tambang garam di pedalam Marq, di satu tempat di Asia Tengah, minyak zaitun dari Negeri Syam, Baitul Maqdis, betapa seluruh dunia telah dihimpun ke dalam piringku, betapa kayanya aku." Maa syaa Allah.

Padahal makannya cuma pake roti, garam, sama minyak. Ya kalo dikita tarolah kaya makan pake nasi, kecap, kerupuk. Tp begitulah, kalo mampu bertafakur sejenak atas makanan itu, rasanya akan luar biasa sekali.

Oke, next tentang ujian. Allah menguji kita buat apa sih? Yes, biar Allah tau siapa di antara kita yg paling baik amalnya. Ayatnya ada di QS. Al Mulk ayat 2

ٱلَّذِىْ خَلَقَ الْمَوْتَ وَالْحَيٰوةَ لِيَبْلُوَكُمْ اَيُّكُمْ اَحْسَنُ عَمَلًاۗوَهُوَ الْعَزِيْزُ الْغَفُوْرُۙ

Yang menjadikan mati dan hidup, supaya Dia menguji kamu, siapa di antara kamu yang lebih baik amalnya. Dan Dia Maha Perkasa lagi Maha Pengampun,

Hidup ini emang kompetisi, perlombaan. Tapi bukan dg orang lain lho. Lah terus dg siapa? Diri kita sendiri.

Target kita itu bukan untuk menjadi Lebih baik dr pada orang lain. Tp utk menjadi lebih baik dr diri kita yg kemarin. Iya kan? Capek soalnya kalo mengukur segalanya dr standar orang lain.

Padahal setiap orang punya modal berbeda, karuni yg berbeda, nah makanya level ujiannya juga beda. Level prestasinya juga beda, dan hal ini GAK BISA dibanding2kan dg yg lain.

Misal gini, ada orang kaya yg sedekah 10 juta dan orang miskin cuma seribu, ya jelas dong secara jumlah beda banget ya. Tapi bisa jadi dlm hitungan Allah malah yg miskin itu yg punya nilai lebih.

Hitungan Allah tuh detail banget, manteman. dan itu sifatnya personal. Masing2 kita tuh punya raport yang gak bisa dijuarakan 1 2 3 dalam satu kelas.

Oke, sekarang soal prestasi nih ya. Apalagi soal prestasi dunia. Udah itu mah gak usah dipikirkan. Gak usah overthinking pas tau kenyataan bahwa kita ma gak kaya orang2 yg dlm usia muda udah bisa finansial freedom misalnya. Yang penting itu, kita berkarya dg karya terbaik sesuai potensi yg ada dlm diri kita.

Kalo kata ust Salim, Jadilah orang dg keunggulan kompetitif, bukan komparatif, bukan membandingkan dg orang lain. Tapi unggul dg potensi yg kita miliki.

Kita sebenernya gak perlu melihat orang lain untuk bersyukur, cukup melihat diri sendiri aja udah banyak yg harus disyukuri.

Kita memiliki cerita tersendiri yg akan kita pertanggungjawabkan di hadapan Allah swt.

Apa yg kita miliki adalah takdir Allah, dan kita diizinkan berikhtiar dlm takdir itu. Karena ikhtiar kita pun termasuk takdir Allah.

Yakinlah kalo kita minta dg jujur kpd Allh, berikhtiar di jalan yang diridhai Allah, Allah akan menghadirkan apa pun yg kita minta itu di saat yang tepat dg cara yang paling indah. Ya kalo jodoh misalnya, ya berarti dg sosok yg paling cocok dg kita.

Sekian resume dari saya. Maaf kalo bahasanya terlalu santai. Hehe

Semoga bermanfaat. ✨

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