#sine qua non art

[margueritelarochelaise]

CATCHING LION NEEDS A THOUSAND DOGS

La Coursive, scène nationale de La Rochelle, présente la nouvelle création chorégraphique de la compagnie Sine Qua Non Art les 20 et 21 janvier 2025 ,CATCHING LION NEEDS A THOUSAND DOG. Déroulant son fil depuis les vestiges d’un cabaret des années 1910, jusqu’à notre époque ultra-connectée et son capitalisme effréné, Catching a lion needs a thousand dogs ravive l’irrévérence et la spontanéité de…

[xoxoxoogoinimsane]

actually wasnt shiloh what got me into xoxo droplets in the first place

[dottiep]

This is key for the writers' strike because if studios can't have copyright over AI-generated scripts then they might be less inclined to use it.

"Copyright is designed to adapt with the times. Underlying that adaptability, however, has been a consistent understanding that human creativity is the sine qua non at the core of copyrightability, even as that human creativity is channeled through new tools or into new media."

[rosetyler42]

Some more Drericka "Draw your ship like this" fun. Someone left them alone together and they turned into kids again. Most likely it was Ericka's idea, she's the type to suggest this sort of thing. XD (Yes, I know Drac doesn't show up in mirrors. Shhhhhh, It's a non-silver one.)

I originally was going to do just Ericka holding Drac's head since he's the most enamored with her strength, but I thought it might be cool to have Ericka with her head in Drac's arms too.

Inspired by @eldritchcupcake 's art and the Muscle meme

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[heliantart]

❝HIRAETH❞

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«Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.»  - No Man is an Island

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Soundtrack : ❝ Eyes Wide Open ❞ - Tony Anderson

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❝This mask was the conditio sine qua non for existing as I am.❞ — Deuce, One Piece Novel A

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❝ A Pencil and a Dream ❞ MASKED DEUCE

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WHILE DEUCE HAD A PARTICULAR TALENT for writing, she excelled in the arts. She was so attractive when she painted and drew, that it was difficult to take your eyes away from her.

It was for her particular talents that Arlys embarked on the Piece of Spadille after meeting two odd pirates on Sabaody island; a flamboyant young man and a masked writer.

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Sitting on the deck of the Peace of Spadille, Arlys found herself painting a new pirate flag. The previous one had been accidentally incinerated by one of their captain's overly powerful attacks.

As the crew's artist, Arlys was ideally suited for the task. Although she preferred to paint freely, she didn't mind tracing the symbol of their crew. She was able to memorise it with her fingertips, so that she could redraw it later on the pages of her sketchbook. She applied herself diligently to the task she had been given, taking only a few breaks to stretch and admire the island they were moored at.

A little further out on deck, a familiar figure was watching her out of the corner of his eye.

Deuce was about to join his comrades on the shore, but was interrupted when he saw the young woman busying herself.

As the weeks went by, he had quickly noticed her homebody nature. Arlys liked to stay on the boat most of the time, and was often on watch during stopovers.

Recently, however, he had noticed her hesitancy when the crew disembarked on an island. Over the last few days, the idea of leaving the boat had seemed to tempt her, and today was no exception.

Deuce stepped towards her.

- ���Arlys?”

The latter looked up from the flag in her hands and met the young writer's eyes. Curious, she gave him her undivided attention.

- “Deuce?”

- “I'm going to explore the island too, do you want to join me?”

She remained undecided for a few moments, returning her gaze to the flag with the Jolly Roger almost finished, then to Deuce, then to the flag... Before finally deciding to follow him. Spending time with Deuce was a pleasant prospect after all.

She stood up, and laid the banner next to Kotatsu, who was asleep, lazily stretched out on the deck, enjoying the sun.

- “Keep an eye on this for me, Kotatsu.”

After a final pat on the head, and a questioning, sleepy meow from the animal, Arlys joined her comrade, taking with her a satchel that Deuce guessed was filled with her drawing supplies.

- “Let's go.”

She smiled at him, and Deuce's cheeks turned a light crimson.

He smiled back and they headed for the heart of the island.

While Arlys loved the peace and quiet of the ship, walking outside and discovering new islands was also a great source of inspiration for her.

They strolled around the city for several hours. So much so that the afternoon was drawing to a close. So they decided to visit the festival in the city centre.

After passing some of their companions, most of whom were busy eating their fill, Arlys soon noticed that Deuce seemed rather interested in the Ferris wheel. Of course, she was unaware that his last memories of the attraction were not the best, and in fact dated back to his and Ace's last visit to Sabaody.

- “Do you want to get in?”

Hearing the woman's voice surprised him. It was true that she didn't normally talk much. But before he had a chance to protest, Arlys gently pulled him by the arm, in the direction of the attraction.

She simply nodded in response to the ride steward, who greeted them, and climbed into the cabin without delay, dragging Deuce with her.

The atmosphere was much calmer and more pleasant than Deuce remembered; the last time he'd been on a Ferris wheel had been at Sabaody, in the presence of Ace and Iska, and the tension between them had been so heavy that all he'd thought about during the ride was getting out. For his part, Ace had seemed totally oblivious of the heavy gaze the young marine had been giving them all along. 

This time, however, Arlys' presence made the atmosphere more comfortable. She had dropped his sleeve and sat down on one of the crimson seats. Deuce sat directly opposite to her.

Before the ride had even started, Arlys had already taken her sketchbook out of her satchel and, pencil in hand, was already sketching whatever had caught her eye.

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What Deuce didn't know was that she hadn't just immortalised the panoramic view from the top of the Ferris wheel. She had also sketched the writer's pensive profile, capturing every expression. Transcribing with the tip of her pencil the emotions of wonder that seemed to gleam in his eyes. This side of the pirate was refreshing, and Arlys had to make do with quick glances to detail his face. But as soon as she had more or less finished, she allowed herself to look at him without hiding behind her sketchbook, also occasionally casting her attention to the outside of the cabin. 

No longer hearing the steady scratching of the graphite on the paper, which he found somehow soothing, Deuce looked away from the window to meet the pensive gaze of the artist, who was still watching him wordlessly. 

- ‘’You stopped drawing? Did you finish your work?”

Caught off guard, Arlys kept her composure and nodded quietly. Rummaging for a moment through her numerous sheets of paper stamped with sketches, she hid the freshly sketched portrait by putting her drawing of the view from the Ferris Wheel, which she had done earlier, back on top.

Deuce didn't seem to notice that the woman's gaze had lingered on him for several minutes. ‘Good,’ she thought. 

She then held out her illustration. Deuce picked it up delicately, and carefully observed the meticulous details of the pencil sketch.

He remained fascinated by her technique for a moment.

- “It's very well done.”

The landscape she had depicted seemed to pulse with life, and Deuce didn't even know what compliment to use. He was happy that Arlys was showing him some of her work. Although he would have liked to see a few more.

At last he took his eyes off the sketch and handed it back to her. Quite unconcerned by the simplicity of his comment, she thanked him for his compliment.

- “Is there a reason you joined the crew?”

Keen to seize the opportunity to have a conversation with the young artist, Deuce had asked the first question that came to his mind.

Although he had been there when Arlys had joined the crew, he had never really known her motives. For a long time, he had thought that it had been a matter of circumstances. When Ace was around, things sometimes happened in a very strange way. Perhaps it was their captain's radiant energy that had brought her to their side.

Arlys remained pensive for a short while, allowing herself a moment of reflection as she put her sketch back with the others, flat on her lap.

- "I'm an orphan, but I grew up with several other children back at Sabaody. Most of them were younger than me.”

Sensing that she was about to tell him something she had never told anyone before, Deuce listened attentively, interested and moved by her willingness to confide in him a little.

- “I'd like to help them out of their misery one day, and show them the world.” She said, thoughtfully. “When I saw you and Ace that day, I knew I wanted to set sail. And I think that's when I decided to seize the opportunity to pursue my dream.”

She clutched her pouch full of sketches and paintings between her fingers.

- “When I'll return to see them, I want to offer them a glimpse of what's beyond the sea. And tell them about the wonderful people I've met on my travels.”

She paused, and added;

- “You gave me the courage to start.”

This was the first time Arlys had told him about her life in Sabaody. And it was also the first time he had seen her shine so brightly, a gentle smile on her lips and eyes gleaming. He was so surprised by this side of her that he said nothing more until the attraction came to a halt, signalling the end of their ride.

When they emerged from the Ferris Wheel, both of them felt like they understood each other a little better than they did before.

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Night would soon fall, and as they walked in soothing silence through the festival's market aisles, lit by numerous lanterns, Arlys turned her gaze towards him.

- “Say, Deuce. Could I take a look at your diary one of these days?”

Deuce winced. After hearing the taunts of his comrades when they had secretly read his notes, Deuce wasn't really comfortable with the idea of letting anyone read his writings.

But he couldn't resist Arlys' gaze, shining with genuine curiosity.

- “Only if you show me your sketches.”

She grimaced, now as uncomfortable as he was. But her curiosity was stronger than her embarrassment, and she ended up smiling shyly at him.

- “All right, we have a deal.”

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When Deuce returned to his cabin that night, he wrote in his notebook about Arlys.

“I asked Arlys about her dreams today. Perhaps I should have asked her sooner, but then, her answer might have been different.

She said I gave her the courage to start, but I think that she would have left Sabaody earlier or later. She would have left to immortalise, with her pencils and paint brushes, landscapes and faces from all over the world. Meeting Ace and me only gave her an opportunity to start, but she already had the courage she needed, she always had. Because she is doing this for them, her siblings, waiting for her to return and to tell them all about her adventures. Ace was only the one that showed her the way, without even realizing it, just like he did for me.

Now I understand why she shines in her art, it's her dream that she traces, piece by piece, every day.

Arlys, too, has the soul of a true adventurer, a very kind one.”

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While Deuce was horrified when his comrades dared to read his notes over his shoulder, especially after their recent mockery, Arlys, for her part, was quick to get flustered and hide her sketches if one of her companions happened to glance indiscreetly at her drawings. Especially when she was working on a portrait. Suffice to say that the members of the Spade's took malicious delight in tormenting the two artists. 

This time, however, it was Mihal who startled the young woman, as she felt a presence attentively observing the portrait of Deuce she was working on. It was the one she had started on the Ferris wheel, and was now busy perfecting it. 

- “Mihal?!” She yelped, covering it immediately with her hands.

- “From what I've had time to see, it's very pretty.”

Mihal was very much a homebody, and often guarded the boat with her, but he was not insensitive to art. It may have been due to his profession as a teacher. Regardless, he was always curious and appreciative of the young woman's creations. 

Arlys wasn't sure what to say at first, but finally thanked him, adopting a slightly more relaxed posture as she loosened her grip on the edges of her sketchbook. 

Mihal wasn't the most talkative person on the ship, so Arlys naively assumed that he wouldn't point out what he had just seen. However, she was soon disillusioned when she saw the former teacher sit down opposite her, looking up to the person about to sneak up behind her. 

- “Deuce, hm?”

Skull had just peered over the woman's shoulder, giving the portrait and then Arlys an inquisitive look.

His snide comment, full of insinuations, made her blush.

As a good informer, and often working in tandem with Arlys, Skull had more than once had the opportunity to rummage through the young woman's drawings. And although Arlys would be the first to deny it, Skull, and the other crew members who had secretly looked at her work, had noticed the higher number of portraits of Deuce in her sketchbook. Similarly, while she sometimes shared her other portraits without too much reluctance, she seemed to keep those of the young writer well hidden.

Of course, among the crew, no one had escaped Arlys' observant gaze, and everyone had had their portraits painted. Sometimes as individuals, sometimes as a group. Arlys had immortalised many moments of life on the Peace of Spadille. But the way she captured Deuce's gestures and expressions, his smiles, his gaze, the sparkle in his eyes… was very special. 

She looked at him like a painter enamoured by his muse.

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Arlys appeared a lot in his notes, too much in fact.

Of course, her name had its place in his novel, Arlys was one of his comrades after all, and often stayed by his side. She was a pleasant, almost comforting presence, and he always enjoyed the discussions they had together. He had got into the habit of writing down some of his thoughts - which had no place in his adventure novel - in another notebook which he usually kept with him.

According to his deductions, it was life in the slums that had most influenced Arlys. Firstly in terms of her physical abilities: Arlys had built herself up on agility and speed, and was more suited to pickpocketing - although she seemed too honest to have given in to pilfering -. She had once told him that she used to spend a lot of time on rooftops. Firstly for her own safety, but also to keep an eye on the other street kids and to observe, out of sight, what was going on below. It was also where she drew.

While Arlys was not generally a very expressive person, Deuce had noticed that she was quite different when she was drawing portraits. She had a funny habit of unconsciously mimicking the expression she was trying to draw, thus reflecting the expression of the portrait itself. These scenes remained almost comical but also endearing in the eyes of the writer.

This thought prompted him to look around for the artist, and he found her sitting on a crate on the other side of the deck. Once again, she was drawing. Her expression was calm, almost pensive. Deuce wondered what she was sketching to look so peaceful.

He smiled, and began to scribble in his notebook the thoughts that were running through his mind.

When Deuce looked up from his notepad again, Arlys was now accompanied by Mihal, Skull and Banshee. The discussion seemed lively, and Arlys was visibly embarrassed. The scene was not very different from the usual moments of life on the Peace of Spadille. If Arlys had been out of the picture, she would surely have immortalised it with the tip of her pencil.

 - “What are you admiring like that?”

Ace had just peeked his head over the shoulder of the writer, who gasped at the sudden appearance of his captain. The latter squinted his eyes to find what Deuce had been observing with a smile, until his gaze fell on the artist at the other end of the deck.

- “I see.” Ace's mischievous expression made Deuce freeze, as he tried desperately to maintain a detached attitude.

 - “What?”

Ace raised an eyebrow. Deuce was trying to play it cool now? It wouldn't work on him.

He leaned against the rail of the upper deck, watching the lively conversation the four pirates below seemed to be having. He smiled at the sight.

Deuce was perplexed by his captain's change of attitude, but waited for his next comment.

- “She likes you too, you know.” He said, calmly.

Deuce turned his head towards him, speechless and visibly taken aback by his comment.

Ace considered his reaction out of the corner of his eye.

- “You didn't know that?”

Then he remembered that Deuce had never delved into Arlys' drawings like the rest of the crew had. And of course, he didn't realise the way she looked at him.

- “It's not-” Deuce tried, ready to deny what the young man was insinuating. His relationship with Arlys wasn't like that, was it?

Ace sighed.

- “Ahh, whatever, it's not my problem!” he said, placing his hands on his comrade's shoulder. “You'll find out eventually!” With that, Ace left, hands behind his head.

Deuce remained motionless for several long seconds, bewildered by this brief discussion. His gaze drifted back to Arlys, gently teased by Skull, under the amused gaze of Mihal and Banshee. 

And for a brief moment, he met her gaze. She smiled shyly, before turning her head towards Banshee, who was addressing her.

The writer leaned against the railing, his eyes thoughtfully turned towards the sky as he remembered her words.

“You gave me the courage to start”...

Did she really view him differently?

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Arlys and Deuce met up on the upper deck in the late afternoon, as the sun was ending its journey across the sky, leaving in its wake only a warm, comforting, golden glow.

The artist had her sketchbook in her arms, and Deuce was holding his notebook in his hand.

Arlys had fallen back against the ship's rail, sitting on the deck. Deuce joined her without further thought. Sitting side by side, the atmosphere was peaceful, with only the sound of the waves and the distant conversations of their comrades filling the air.

Both of their minds were busy. Deuce was thinking about Ace's words, while in Arlys' mind, it was the conversation she had had earlier with her friends that was tormenting her.

Chasing away all distracting thoughts, Arlys chose to enjoy the present moment. After giving Deuce a sidelong glance, she handed him her sketchbook, which he took gently. And he in turn gave her his notebook.

Deuce took a moment to contemplate the sketchbook in his hands. In a way, Arlys' sketches were precious. Not only because they immortalised so many moments in their lives, but also because she had enough trust in him to show him the very crystallisation of her dream. The thought warmed his heart.

Arlys, for her part, had a similar moment of reflection. She too was touched by Deuce's faith in her. But curiosity soon got the better of her, and she began to read his work.

From the very first lines, Arlys smiled fondly; Deuce's writing was like him; simple yet imbued with his personality. She loved the way he thought and handled words, and was quickly absorbed in her reading, happy to catch a glimpse of Deuce's inner world, and discover another side of him.

Deuce couldn't help but study the young woman's reaction out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her smile so sincerely and kindly, Deuce could only blush with surprise. There didn't seem to be any mockery in her gaze. She really seemed to enjoy every word. 

Embarrassed, Deuce returned his attention to the sketchbook on his lap, and finally decided to open it.

The first sketches he looked at were representations of Sabaody's landscapes; the merchant streets, the docks, the pirate ships moored around the island, the tall trees surrounded by the many characteristic bubbles... These illustrations reminded him of their last visit to Sabaody, and his first meeting with Arlys.

This was followed by numerous sketches and paintings of classic scenes of life aboard the Peace of Spadille; meals shared in the refectory, Ace’s antics, and even battles and training carried out aboard the ship. Arlys had sketched the expressions of each crew member with remarkable accuracy, immortalising their laughter, their facial expressions and their smiles. At this sight, Deuce could only give a gentle smile of his own, an expression that mirrored the one Arlys gave when she drew these scenes; a peaceful, tender expression. They both shared a mutual affection for their comrades, their true family.

The next paintings depicted various landscapes; Deuce recognised them as the islands they had visited during their travels, and portraits of the inhabitants were attached to the paintings. Once again, Arlys had succeeded in capturing insignificant moments and making them special. These people and landscapes, eternalized between the pages of this sketchbook, would never be forgotten. 

He remembered what she had said to him one day, when she was painting a portrait of Ace and Kotatsu, both asleep on the deck. He couldn't remember the question he'd asked her, but remembered her answer clearly.

“One day, my hands will be so bruised that I won't be able to paint like I used to. When that day comes, I want to be able to open that sketchbook again, and relive every moment of this journey. I'll rediscover the faces of the companions who have changed my life and accompanied me for all these years. 

Whatever awaits us in the future, I want to be able to remember each and every second.”

That was what she was planning to do once her dream would be fulfilled.

Arlys paused her reading to glance back at Deuce, who was pensively admiring her sketches. He seemed genuinely nostalgic.

When he turned another page and suddenly froze, Arlys couldn't help but look at him expectantly. She had hesitated to put those sketches and paintings at the end of her sketchbook. But she bravely left them there, encouraged by Skull and Banshee.

Portraits of him.

For a long time, Deuce stood speechless before his own portrait, sketched during their ride on the Ferris Wheel. His figure was bathed in the warm lights of the festival, cascading through the windows of the cabin, illuminating his peaceful face with bright red glows. The precision and colours of the painting were striking. Deuce had never seen another portrait as detailed as this one in Arlys' sketches. He felt like he was looking through a mirror, when in reality, he was looking through Arlys’ lenses.

- “I really like this one.”

He flinched at her comment. Turning his head towards her, he could see that she had been observing his reaction for a while, hiding her embarrassed face behind the pages of his notebook.

The ambiguity of her remark caught him off guard.

- “I... it's really well done.” He managed to stammer, moved by what was in front of him.

His expression of wonder, although slightly troubled, was sincere. When he met her shy, sparkling gaze, he couldn't help but ask her the question related to Ace's words, which he was beginning to understand.

- “Is that really how you see me?”

- “To me, this is simply who you are.”

Deuce's heart missed a beat.

Arlys returned her attention to the diary in her hands, which she closed gently, before holding it out to him, ready to give it back, a smile on her face.

- “I felt it when I read your work too, you're a talented writer and an admirable adventurer, Deuce.”

And for the first time, Deuce could see in her eyes the whole depth of her affection and admiration. The emotions that danced in her eyes when she saw him, her tenderness... all reflected in the way she smiled and portrayed him.

Without taking his eyes off her, he picked up the sketchbook and handed it back to her, brushing her fingers with his own.

- “You're wonderful too, Arlys!” he exclaimed ardently, a little louder than he would have liked, face flushed.

A laugh escaped the young painter. It was rare to see Deuce lose his composure, but she found herself wanting to immortalise this side of him too. Dropping her sketchbook onto her lap, Arlys placed her hands on either side of his face, and rested her forehead against his.

- “Let's promise to make our dreams come true together.”

Deuce admired her face, so close to his, lit by the last rays of the sun, about to fade over the horizon. The determination in her eyes sent a shiver down his spine.

He nodded, leaning his forehead against hers, eyes closed, to whisper his oath.

- “I promise.”

Her warm hands, which until then had framed his face, slid up his back, drawing him into a warm embrace. Arlys buried her face in the hollow of his neck.

- “Thank you, Deuce.”

He simply hugged her back, letting her snuggle up against him.

This time, they were sure, after tonight, that they understood each other far more. And undoubtedly realised the tender affection they shared for each other.

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- “Why are you drawing us so much?”

The sudden presence of Ace, leaning over her shoulder, startled her.

The page she was drawing on was filled with portraits of the crew members, Ace, Deuce, Kotatsu, Banshee, Mihal, Skull, Wallace, Kukai, Cornelia... No one had been left out.

- “So as not to forget you.”

Ace raised his eyebrow.

- “Are you planning to leave us?”

- “No, no! I just want to be able to remember your faces, if our paths ever part.”

- “We're not going anywhere, you know?”

Ace flashed her a big smile, which warmed the artist's heart. She now understood more and more why Deuce compared Ace to the sun. His presence was warm and reassuring.

She could only smile warmly back at him.

- “I know, thank you Captain.”

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Arlys stood perfectly still in front of the large tombstone. The long cloak of one of the four Emperors fluttered in the wind beneath his flag, but she could not look away from the hat placed on their captain's grave.

Next to her, Deuce was as silent as she was.

Arlys took a few steps forward and placed one of her carefully framed paintings among the swords and flowers, at the foot of the grave. Swallowing back her tears, she bowed and whispered her thanks to the two men who were resting here, for all they had done for them.

- “We won't forget you, Ace.”

Arlys gently took Deuce's hand in hers, communicating her support with the little warmth she offered.

In this frame, among blossoms and steel, a painting similar to a photograph; the crew of the Spade reunited, celebrating the arrival of their new recruit. At its centre, a captain and his first mate, locked arm in arm, mugs raised to the sky.

And if you looked long enough, you could almost hear the cheerful laughter and radiant chatter again.

The end of their adventure had been marked by the disappearance of a man akin to the sun, at the centre of everything and everyone.

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A year after the events at Marineford and the disbanding of Whitebeard's crew, Masked Deuce became a journalist for Big News Morgans newspaper.

Arlys followed and worked alongside him as an illustrator and photographer.

They both specialised in articles about the crew of the Straw Hat and the Revolutionary Army.

Despite Morgans' protests, Deuce refused to publish his writings on Ace. Arlys, for her part, kept her portraits from that period to herself. Sharing them only with Deuce, the crew members with whom she was still in contact, and the children who had grown up with her on Sabaody.

Time had passed, yet  they still dreamt.

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Deuce Nation, how are we feeling?

On a serious note, I wrote this a while ago (in french) and recently decided to translate it, as I know there isn't much Masked Deuce content out there, especially one-shots. I'm not particularly proud of this one, but I enjoyed writing it. The romance is corny and maybe a bit awkward, but I hope it wasn't too bad overall and that Deuce didn't feel too OOC. Kinda tragic towards the end, as I often do.

I really love Masked Deuce as a character, and I'm happy to write about him. I hope you liked Arlys too.

I won't post for a while after that, since exams are gonna kick my ass, but I'll be back when I can indulge in my hobbies again.

Thank you for reading, hope you liked it!

[fimproda]

Ok! Then without being too personal, name 5 places you would love to visit, or places people have talked to you about them very well and are excited to see

Oooh, this is nice!

The Cristo Velato in the Sansevero chapel in Naples. There's a superstition that, if you're a Federico II University student, you can't go and see the Cristo Velato before graduating or you'll never graduate. I'm not a very superstitious person, but I don't want to tempt fate. The Sansevero chapel also has many other great statues and works of art, and Sansevero himself was an interesting figure who dabbled in alchemy and the occult. My cup of tea, basically.

Syracuse in Sicily, with going to the Greek theater as conditio sine qua non. I can't die without watching a play in a Greek theater, it would be unbecoming for a person with my kind of education.

The Grotta Azzurra in Capri. I actually visited Capri in 2015, but meteorological conditions weren't great and entrance to the Grotta was forbidden.

Bran Castle in Romania. It's Dracula's castle, and I think this is reason enough.

A Cirque du Soleil show. I don't care which one, I just want to see acrobats doing tricks and flying through the air and reaffirming my bisexuality.

[byneddiedingo]

Tommy Lee Jones in No Country for Old Men (Joel Coen and Ethan Coen, 2007)

Cast: Tommy Lee Jones, Javier Bardem, Josh Brolin, Woody Harrelson, Kelly Macdonald, Garret Dillahunt, Tess Harper, Barry Corgin, Stephen Root. Screenplay: Joel Coen, Ethan Coen, based on a novel by Cormac McCarthy. Cinematography: Roger Deakins. Production design: Jess Gonchor. Film editing: Joel Coen, Ethan Coen. Music: Carter Burwell.

No Country for Old Men is not my favorite Coen brothers film; Fargo (1996), Inside Llewyn Davis (2013), Miller's Crossing (1990), and The Big Lebowski (1998) would have to rank higher. But that only suggests what an extraordinary contribution the brothers have made to motion picture history. There are those who task the Coens with too much cleverness, too much awareness of breaking or bending conventions, such as, in this film, dispatching both the protagonist and the antagonist off-screen, depriving us of the catharsis usual in such a thriller. There is, some critics argue, something chilly about the Coens, never letting us get too involved in their characters as potentially real human beings. I'd argue that engaging sympathetic identification with characters is not a sine qua non in art, and that the tendency of writers and directors to do that has led to a lot of sentimental and falsified endings. And anyway, who doesn't feel a sympathetic identification with Marge Gunderson in Fargo, or the Dude in The Big Lebowski, to name two of their greatest characters? (They also happen to be original creations of the Coens, not borrowed from a novel, as the characters in No Country are.) It's a moral fable akin to Chaucer's Pardoner's Tale, with the implacable Anton Chigurh (Javier Bardem) as the Death figure stalking Llewelyn Moss (Josh Brolin), whose avarice -- though modified by a few virtues, such as bringing a jug of water, albeit too late, to the man he finds dying in the desert -- finally proves his undoing, despite his clever attempts to avoid his fate. We root for Moss because of our common humanity, a trait lacking in the psychotic Chigurh, but it's telling that the story is framed by the point of view of Ed Tom Bell (Tommy Lee Jones), who can only see the story as a manifestation of what is lacking in human beings. Ed Tom thinks it has something to do with the changing times, which is why there seem to be no countries for old men anymore, but I would suggest that the medieval fable analogy overrides Ed Tom's theory: Human beings have always been like this. That said, the Coens seem to be assembling a kind of American collage. One thing that No Country shares with all of the Coens' best movies is a strong sense of time and place, whether it's the frigid Minnesota of Fargo, the Greenwich Village in the '60s of Inside Llewyn Davis, the unspecified Prohibition-era city of Miller's Crossing, the Depression-era Mississippi of O Brother, or the '90s L.A. of The Big Lebowski. In this case, it's West Texas in 1980, and every note struck about place and period has a resemblance to truth, without being literal about it. As usual, the Coens' collaborators -- especially cinematographer Roger Deakins and composer Carter Burwell -- play a major role, especially Burwell's almost subliminal score.

[biilletilydoux]

Dear Jihoon,

Thou bastion of unwavering constancy, how doth thy mere presence transmute the transitory into the infinite? Thou art the quintessence of philia, a sovereign among bonds, the atlas upon whose steadfast shoulders my burdens have oft lain. Thy spirit, a chalice brimming with ineffable magnanimity, articulates a language of solace no mortal tongue can replicate.

Thou art not merely companion but cosmos incarnate, each word thou speakest a sonorous hymn to candor, each gesture a ciphered canticle of fellowship and fortitude. In the catacombs of despair, thou art the unfaltering luminary, the diurnal star whose radiance subjugates the gloam.

O arbiter of fidelity, thy heart is no ephemeral ember but a conflagration, eternal and all-encompassing, burning against the encroachment of life’s entropy. Thy laughter, a dulcet aria, rends asunder the pall of despondency, while thy silence itself is an oracular sanctuary.

Art thou not the aegis beneath which my soul finds reprieve, the architect of immutable solace within chaos’s realm? Thy friendship is no fleeting current, but a halcyon sea, unperturbed by the gales that buffet the mortal frame. Each shared moment, an ineffable syllable in the grand epic we inscribe upon the vellum of eternity.

Jihoon, thy presence is the fulcrum of my constancy, the lodestar guiding me through chasms of doubt and despair. Were I to summon the lexicon of antiquity, even its most arcane utterances would falter before the enormity of gratitude I harbor for thee.

So, let it be known to all aeons and spheres—thou art not simply my friend, but the sine qua non of my existence, the indomitable aegis shielding my fractured being. I am irrevocably tethered to thy essence, bound by threads of reverence, loyalty, and eternal fealty.

Forever entwined with thee,

Thy Devoted and Unwavering Kindred, Belle.

[dheeraj1orion]

MVN Mall, Sector 37D Gurgaon: A New Commercial Project on Dwarka Expressway

Located dominantly in Sector 37D, Gurgaon, MVN Mall presents itself as a seminal definition of retail and commercial sophistication. Strategically located along the eminent Dwarka Expressway, this hallmark of excellence redefines what it means to be commercially sophisticated. It caters adeptly to the whims and fancies of both enterprises and patrons.

Attributes of MVN Mall

Prime Location on Sector 37D, Gurgaon, alongside the vital Dwarka Expressway.

World-class retail spaces and a gourmet food court designed for businesses. 

Strategically located to serve the growing commercial requirements of the region. 

State-of-the-art infrastructure complemented by avant-garde amenities for an unparalleled visitor experience. 

A gold mine investment destination for ambitious entrepreneurs and smart investors. 

Exposition on MVN Mall: Gurgaon's Premier Commercial Nexus

MVN Mall is based at the heart of burgeoning Sector 37D in Gurgaon and will be an eye-catcher in terms of opportunity. Its impeccable location along the Dwarka Expressway not only provides easy access but also makes it a sine qua non for the holistic skyline of city commercial growth.

Strategic Locations Advantages

Sitting atop the much-needed Dwarka Expressway, MVN Mall 37D is endowed with a locational advantage inimitable. This strategic artery will guarantee seamless connectivity, turning the mall into an attractive destination for one and all. Its eye-catching location enhances its appeal for businesses requiring a high-visibility address.

Innovative Design and Infrastructure

MVN Mall stays ahead of the curve due to its conscious avant-garde designing principle and sustainable construction practices. Using the latest technologies achieves efficiency and engages users. From the planned layout to amenities, every small detail reflects sophistication.

Important Infrastructure Features

This facility caters to ample parking lot capability for easy visitor access

New-age community zones supplement socializing and aesthetic appeal.

The eco-sensitive waste management system indicates the mall's sensibility towards the environment.

A-Pillar to Commercialization in Sector 37D

 Strategically located along the rapidly emerging commercial corridor of Dwarka Expressway, MVN Mall is here to play a crucial role in the future of the region. Its innovative offering and excellent positioning make it the backbone of retail and business in Gurgaon.

Retail and office spaces designed to cater to the needs of today's business enterprises.

Located close to residential clusters, it will provide a stable, high-income customer base.

Well-integrated with Dwarka Expressway infrastructure for maximum accessibility.

Best-in-class facilities that will appeal to fastidious commercial customers. 

Kitchen of Modernity: MVN Mall's Food Court Options

Aligned as a food paradise, MVN Mall's food court remains a doorstep for the culinary world. With a geographically strategic location that attracts diverse demographics, the food court is fertile ground for restaurateurs looking to create memorable dining experiences.

The food court has a versatile variety of spaces, ranging from compact kiosks to expansive setups, which can accommodate varying culinary concepts. This allows nascent eateries and established dining enterprises to thrive.

Target Audience Dynamics

Attracting an eclectic mix of high-income residents, energetic working professionals, and distinguished shoppers, the food court offers an excellent opportunity for food innovators. The atmosphere and selection are varied to appeal to every indulgent treat lover, from donuts and burgers to more health-conscious choices.

Investment Appeal

The food court at MVN Mall is an unparalleled opportunity for entrepreneurs in the food and beverage sector. Its location, footfall, and commitment to excellence make it a thumping destination for gastronomic ventures.

Sophisticated Retail Spaces: The Mark of MVN Mall

MVN Mall's retail spaces are designed to thrill and attract customers. A combination of state-of-the-art architecture, intuitive plan configurations, and technological advancements promise an enhanced shopping experience.

Technological Advancements

Intelligent navigation systems make discovery easier. 

Fast internet and charging stations maintain digital connectivity.

Polished Ambience

Inside, inviting interiors infused with natural light make it feel warm, comforting, and luxurious. 

Premium services include clean restrooms and ergonomic seating for the convenience of visitors. 

Retailer Support Services

MVN Mall extends robust support to its retail partners, offering marketing assistance, event coordination, and strategic guidance to foster growth and success. 

Conclusion

MVN Mall, in Sector 37D, is a long testament to Gurgaon's growing prowess in terms of business. Strategically located on the Dwarka Expressway, with its visionary design and comprehensive amenities, it will continue to be one of the best options for establishing businesses and shopping alike. Be it retailing ventures or culinary masterpieces, MVN Mall promises an unrivaled platform for success.

For all those seeking to invest in Gurgaon's fabulous commercial landscape, MVN Mall is the perfect symbol of opportunity—a symphony of innovation, elegance, and untapped potential.

For more info: https://www.mvnmalls.com/

[moonlightserenities]

Mystics

Mysticism is a part of the contemporary self throughout the ages as it appeals to the consciousness with the divine.

Mysticism is known as becoming one with the Absolute and establishes an altered state of consciousness.  It refers also to the attainment of the insight to the ultimate hidden truths.

The extraordinary experience and state of mind in harmony, with the highest form of intelligence, for all existing things are created by the alteration of the same thing, and is the same thing.

The immensity of emotion we can experience is the sensation of the mystical and seed of all true art and knowledge.

 The impenetrable that exists and is observed through the love wisdom, is at the center of true spirituality.

Having sensitivity is the mysticism and is having that ‘sine qua non’, of human instinct.

The Sadhu is the appearance of the divine mystic and the holy water that nourishes the spirit in human body.

There is a kind of mysticism to all writing and its purpose, every story ever told becomes more mystical a repeated.

Money is the mysticism of materialism and seemingly the only possible religion in a materialistic society.

The human form incarnates with the story in the heart and what it holds most.

Mysticism is the body of Christ from the church of heart.

It is of no good hoping able to see in the hereafter, when the visions of life are not clear right now.

Mysticism makes matters clear that outward things matter very little and it is only the inward realization which is necessary.

In mystic mind it becomes clear that every failure follows a weakness somewhere.

The wrong use of every good thing is bad and mirrors that the right use of every bad thing is good.

Love keeps back nothing.

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Discipline, Focus, and Resilience: Real Estate Lessons from a Black Belt, Sam Wegert

In this path-breaking episode of ‘Raising Private Money,’ our host Jay Conner, also known as the Private Money Authority, delves into the crucible of real estate investing, not just as a transactional business, but as a pursuit of purpose. 

With our distinguished guest, Sam Wegert—a martial artist turned savvy real estate investor—this conversation leaps beyond the borders of ordinary real estate discourse, exploring how a martial arts mindset can help investors not only navigate, but conquer, the world of real estate.

Rise to Distraction Challenges: The Devil’s Favorite Tool

Sam kick-starts the conversation unveiling a riveting discussion on how distraction represents the devil’s favorite tool, used to lure us away from our true aspirations. In our increasingly fragmented world brimming with instant gratification, Sam drives home the critical need for long-term thinking and unwavering focus on one’s ultimate goals. The notion of ‘thinking in decades’ emerges as an antidote to the endemic short-termism plaguing many ambitious endeavors.

Teamwork and Growth: Pillars of Scaling Excellence

The journey of scaling his business, Sam reflects, was propelled by the wisdom of not treading the path alone. He attributes his acceleration to the bedrock of an amazing team, echoing the sentiment that collective efforts eclipse individual attempts. Sam speaks of growth through problems and targeting win-win opportunities for stakeholders as the linchpin of his real estate philosophy.

Co-Living Investment: A Strategic Future

Sam shares his sharp strategic acumen, revealing his transition from short-term rentals to co-living spaces, a decision borne of foresight into the growth potential in the upcoming years. His articulation on positioning his portfolio in anticipation of market movements underscores the requisite forward-looking mindset in real estate.

Black Belt Mindset: A Real Estate Virtue

The conversation takes an enlightening turn towards the black belt mindset—a philosophy culled from martial arts that symbolizes resilience and a strength-oriented approach to setbacks. Both Jay and Sam extend this analogy to real estate, illustrating it as essential for maintaining discipline and focus amid tumultuous situations.

Coaching and Mindset: Indispensable Real Estate Tools

Jay chimes in with his personal experience on the transformational impact of coaching in his real estate journey, ushering in the idea that the right mindset and guidance are sine qua nons for success. Sam discusses the transformative scope of ‘Uplevel Martial Arts’ and how the deployment of a hybrid training model, inspired by megachurch streaming, has bolstered the learning experience.

Conclusion: Breaking Through the Norms

In closing, Sam’s narrative—woven with insights on focus, the role of a black belt mindset in real estate, and the potent influence of quick action over perfect action—leaves listeners with actionable strategies to shatter their barriers. The episode clinches with a call to arms: to subscribe, follow, but most importantly, to embody the values and principles shared, ensuring that each investor steers their real estate voyage with the precision and poise of a martial master.

Aiming High and Embracing Failure: 

“Falling short is somewhat normal as a human being, but we need to reach for the stars. We need to aim further through the goal.” – Sam Wegert

10 Lessons Learned From This Episode:

“Distraction Dangers”: 

Understanding how distractions can sabotage your real estate dreams and hinder living your life purpose.

“Black Belt Focus”: 

The analogy of martial arts focuses on real estate, emphasizing disciplined attention to goals for success.

“Teamwork Triumph”: 

Leveraging a great team is crucial for scaling your business quickly rather than going it alone.

“Persistent Growth”:

The importance of consistent advancement through obstacles, and cultivating a growth mindset throughout challenges.

“Strategic Positioning”: 

Selling properties ahead of market changes demonstrates the importance of strategic foresight in real estate.

“Embracing Setbacks”: 

Cultivating resilience through the ‘black belt mindset’, involves handling obstacles and setbacks effectively.

“Win-Win Deals”: 

Seeking opportunities that provide significant value and advantage to all parties involved in real estate transactions.

“Action Over Perfection”: 

Encouraging taking imperfect action and refining processes along the way instead of waiting for perfection.

“Anticipate, Don’t React”: 

The significance of anticipating market and life changes over mere reaction in leadership and investment strategy.

 “Create Urgency”:

Highlighting the necessity of urgency in taking action, as it propels people forward and prevents stagnation.

Fun Facts:

At the young age of 15, Sam Wegert took a $15,000 loan from his parents to buy his first martial arts school. 

Sam Wegert had his first-ever date with his wife at the Grove Park Inn, where he also got engaged, and both he and Jay Conner have special connections to that location. 

Sam Wegert positions his investments with anticipatory foresight, having strategically sold his short-term rental properties just as the market peaked before a downturn, and he is currently focusing on the niche asset class of co-living, which he believes will grow significantly in the next few years.

Timestamps:

00:01 – Raising Private Money Without Asking For It

08:42 – Martial arts training leads to unexpected opportunity.

15:08 – Block out distractions, and focus on the mission. 

22:34 – Striving for success, learning to let go.

29:26 – Overcoming obstacles to reach potential.

32:40 – Embracing startup mentality, prioritizing growth, creating win-wins.

34:50 – Recognized declining short-term rental market; positioned strategically.

38:03 – I advise on co-living strategies for clients.

40:04 – Connect with Sam Wegert:  https://www.instagram.com/samwegert/     

40:24 – 5 Day Challenge: https://www.ScaleYourRealEstate.com

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swami vivekananda

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Swami Vivekananda   said that external purity is easy to achieve    so the world rushes towards it.    But grappling with the mind is hard work.

QUESTION  -  But isn’t renunciation of pleasures the sine qua non of spirituality?  

   And isn’t the concern for the life of animals a worthy virtue conducive to Sattva guna (the mental quality of peacefulness and equilibrium, which is the soil of spirituality)?

    Swami  Vivekananda gave an    unqualified   YES    to both of these questions. But he also made it clear that external renunciation and the display of spirituality is easy, while true inner renunciation and achieving spiritual truth is a Herculean task

“Bathing, and dress, and food regulation—all these have their proper value when they are complementary to the spiritual . …. That first,   and these all help.  But without it,    no amount of eating grass… is any good at all.    They help if properly understood.    But improperly understood, they are derogatory,” he said.

Vivekananda’s guru Ramakrishna, considered by many as the greatest mystic of modern times.

To one of his devotees wishing to advance on the path of spirituality, he said,    “Do not give up anything.   Things will give you up by themselves.”

Being Vegetarian and having some Satvik qualities, Being born to a noble family is by itself, not enough to achieve higher-than-basic level of thinking.

For higher level of thoughts it’s necessary to SEEK wisdom, or bravery or Arts etc.

If we seek patiently & with unfailing determination, then family of birth or being poor doesn’t matter

As adviced by Swami Vivekananda, the ancient smirtis of differentiating Humans on basis of birth, should be totally given up, and equality in education, work, respect, spirituality should be practiced

True spirituality,  Yoga,  meditation , determination, patience & experiencing higher thoughts are very important, not family of birth.

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"Elevating Safety Standards: Exploring the Versatility of Safety-Proof Ladder Attachments by Safety Proof"

In the ever-evolving landscape of occupational safety, the pursuit of innovative solutions takes center stage in ensuring the well-being of the workforce. Safety Proof, a pioneering force in avant-garde safety solutions, introduces an extensive array of safety-proof ladder attachments meticulously engineered to redefine the paradigm of ladder utilization across diverse industries. These state-of-the-art attachments not only transcend prevailing safety benchmarks but also significantly enhance workplace efficacy.

Metamorphosing Safety Dynamics: Safety-Proof Ladder Attachments by Safety Proof

Conventional methodologies employed to ensure ladder safety often manifest inadequacies, predisposing workers to unfortunate mishaps and injuries. Recognizing this exigency, Safety Proof heralds a transformative era with its safety-proof ladder attachments. These pioneering attachments recalibrate workplace safety contours, institute an additional stratum of security, mitigate the probability of accidents, and foster an environment conducive to secure occupational engagements.

Explore the multifaceted spectrum of safety-proof ladder attachments meticulously curated by Safety Proof, expressly designed to cater to a myriad of industries and applications. Whether within the crucible of construction sites or the precision-oriented environs of manufacturing facilities, these attachments epitomize versatility and facile installation, constituting an indispensable augmentation to workplaces where ladders serve as the sine qua non for diverse tasks.

Versatility Redefined: Safety-Proof Ladder Attachments by Safety Proof

A conspicuous facet distinguishing safety-proof ladder attachments lies in their intrinsic adaptability. Commensurate with various ladder typologies, spanning extension ladders, step ladders, and platform ladders, these attachments ensure that the amelioration of safety does not entail a concomitant compromise in functionality.

Endowed with avant-garde features such as anti-slip surfaces, intricate locking mechanisms, and modifiable components, safety-proof ladder attachments proffer stability par excellence, forestalling untoward incidents. Workers can now approach elevated tasks with a surfeit of confidence, assured that their safety is paramount through the judicious deployment of these state-of-the-art attachments.

Augmenting Productivity and Efficiency with Safety Proof Attachments

Beyond their quintessential role in bolstering safety, these attachments serve as force multipliers for heightened workplace productivity and efficiency. By instilling confidence among labor cohorts and affording a steadfast platform for tasks at elevations, safety-proof ladder attachments obviate vacillations and delays in operational cadence.

Safety Proof assiduously integrates considerations of both safety and efficiency in the blueprint of its ladder attachments. The expeditious installation and facile disengagement of these attachments ensure seamless adaptability to dynamic tasks, adhering to rigorous safety protocols without transgressing the precincts of operational efficiency.

Investing in a Safer Future: Safety Proof

Within the realm of occupational safety, Safety Proof emerges as a paragon for enterprises contemplating an investment in a secure future. Beyond the mere imprimatur of regulatory compliance, entities that accord primacy to safety accrue dividends in the form of diminished downtime, mitigated insurance liabilities, and an augmented standing vis-à-vis employee welfare.

Catalyze a proactive paradigm shift in occupational safety by embracing safety-proof ladder attachments from Safety Proof. This strategic initiative not only aligns with the canons of safety standards but also positions your enterprise as a vanguard in sculpting a workplace that epitomizes not merely the prioritization of safety but the embodiment of a safety-centric culture.

In Summation: Safety Proof - Elevating Safety at Every Pinnacle

In summation, safety-proof ladder attachments from Safety Proof herald a monumental stride in the landscape of occupational safety. These pioneering attachments not only avert untoward incidents and enhance operational efficiency but also constitute an instrumental contribution to the realization of a safer future. Enterprises espousing a commitment to safety and choosing Safety Proof as their safety vanguard are articulating a proactive stance towards the instantiation of a workplace where safety is not merely a primordial concern but an entrenched cultural ethos. Emanate the pinnacle of safety standards and unravel the multifaceted efficacy of safety-proof ladder attachments from Safety Proof.

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The Advantages of Enrolling in Fitness classes in Brighton

In the bustling metropolis of Brighton, where existence flows at an accelerated cadence, discovering methodologies to sustain one’s physical vitality and well-being emerges as an imperative. One of the most efficacious means to realize your physical fitness aspirations and perpetuate a robust way of life is by participating in fitness classes. Within this discourse, we shall delve into seven gains associated with enrolling in fitness classes in Brighton, which are poised to embolden your initiation of a healthier self.

Preface

The adoption of an active lifestyle has transmuted into an indubitable imperative within the contemporary milieu. Brighton, with its vibrant ambiance, proffers a plethora of openings for individuals to immerse themselves in exercises geared towards physical fitness. Nevertheless, the enrollment in fitness classes confers a spectrum of distinctive advantages that are deserving of attention.

Health and Physical Fitness

The quintessential boon of partaking in fitness classes resides in the amelioration of one’s health and physical fitness. These courses are meticulously crafted to target diverse muscular clusters and foster cardiovascular well-being, thus facilitating the attaining of an envious physical constitution and the perpetuation of wellness.

Proficient Guidance

Within the precincts of Pilates Studio Brighton, a repository of wisdom and competence is at your disposal, emanating from duly certified mentors. Their cognizance and know-how ensure the precise execution of exercises, thus obviating injuries and optimizing outcomes.

Incentive and Responsibility

The act of joining a fitness course forges an aura of dedication and liability. The structured timetable and the presence of co-participants and instructors engender the much-needed motivation, significantly curbing the likelihood of eschewing training sessions.

Societal Interactions

Fitness courses serve as an outstanding forum for societal engagement. They afford the prospect of acquainting oneself with kindred spirits, nurturing comradeships, and forging a supportive community of fitness enthusiasts.

Diverse Workout Regimens

Monotony is anathema to motivation. Fitness classes often proffer a myriad of exercise routines, ensuring the preservation of exhilaration and challenges, and precluding the onset of tedium.

Meticulously Designed Regime

Regimented routines emerge as the sine qua non for the perpetuation of consistency in the realm of fitness. Brighton’s fitness classes offer precisely that — a meticulously designed regimen, aimed at shepherding you toward your aspirations.

Quantifiable Advancements

The tracking of advancements in a classroom ambiance proves to be an uncomplicated endeavor. Instructors regularly proffer assessments, thus facilitating a lucid view of your progress and the inauguration of novel objectives.

Body Mass Management

Fitness classes constitute a sterling instrument for the regulation of body mass. They facilitate the incineration of calories, the cultivation of lean muscle mass, and the augmentation of metabolic rates, all of which are indispensable for the realization and preservation of an optimal body mass.

Mitigation of Stress

Exercise serves as an organic antidote to stress. The habitual attendance of fitness courses effectuates a substantial reduction in stress levels, concomitant with the enhancement of one’s cerebral well-being.

Augmentation of Self-Assurance

As your vigor and robustness burgeon, so does your self-assurance. Fitness courses present an avenue for the realization of your corporeal potential, thereby propelling your self-esteem to loftier echelons.

Skill Augmentation

A profusion of courses, encompassing martial arts and dance, equips you with novel proficiencies, imparting an element of enjoyment to your odyssey towards physical fitness.

Convenience

Brighton proffers an array of options concerning fitness courses, thus streamlining the pursuit of an option that aligns with your timetable and predilections.

Communal Patronage

The sense of camaraderie that germinates in fitness courses transmutes into an invaluable asset. You shall discover support, encouragement, and affable alliances that amplify the gratification inherent in your expedition towards physical well-being.

Closure

The enrollment in fitness courses within the precincts of Brighton constitutes a commitment that transcends the realm of mere physical exertion. It is, in essence, an investment in the domains of one’s well-being, felicity, and holistic contentment. The myriad gains, spanning from the enhancement of well-being to the amplification of self-confidence and societal interaction, indubitably render these courses an exceptional option for those endeavoring to tread the pathway of a more healthful lifestyle.

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Rencontre avec Sine Qua Non Art

Rencontre avec Sine Qua Non Art

La compagnie rochelaise Sine Qua Non Art fête cette année ses dix ans d’existence. Après un bel anniversaire festif,  Marguerite La Rochelaise a rencontré ses deux créateurs chorégraphes et danseurs, Jonathan Pranlas Descours et Christophe Béranger, qu’elle suit depuis leurs débuts. Toujours une joie de les retrouver. “10 ans, c’est l’âge de…déraison! C’est à la fois la fin d’un cycle, où l’on a…