#sky acord

[warmglowofsurvival]

"new vlog from [chile flag] just dropped. that night i also got zapped when i stepped on josh's drum riser in the last slide. nothing's more rock and roll than pyro, cryo, and 240 volts up ur ass [skull emoji]"

[museofradio]

no way i saw the micheal bohn reveal LIVE

[sepulcher-of-the-light]

© Lucas Garcete , El hijo de Nosferatu (The son of Nosferatu)

Me busco en los oscuros acordes de hondos despertares en las densas orillas del cielo. Se filtra el viento dócil en mi sangre, y ya es naufragio y voz, manos que renacen: entrelazadas manos o palma a palma unidas en generosa renuncia.

I look for myself in the dark chords of deep awakenings on the dense shores of the sky. The docile wind filters into my blood, and it is already shipwreck and voice, hands that are reborn: intertwined hands or palm to palm united in generous renunciation.

[layraket]

AYO TIME FOR LU UPDATE COMMENTARY YESSSSSSSS

Well i mean, thats the best way of explaining Zelda dungeons, and thats also the thing that makes me love them, great things

Finding the object of the dungeon is one of the main objetives before anythng else, the majority of cases because without it it is impossible to keep going foward

Also holy shit the cane of Pac's design is so beautiful i love it i've been staring at it for a while now its so beautiful

that right there

is Hyrule's special sense for hidden things. Inside his dungeons its more difficult to navigate because of the lack of a map and compass, so he had to learn ways to identify secret rooms and hidden traps

Lucky guess my ass you literally went straight up to where the wall was you know so many things and never acknowledge it i love u rulie

Something that i have learned while playing a lot of the games is that if they give you the map almost at the start it means that the dungeon will be the next thing you will be seeing in your dreams/nightmares (points to snowpeak mansion in tp.)

HE DID THE THING YEAHHH

Beautiful reference i love it

I saw a lot of people pointing out that Legend at the start was really playfull and then started acting more serious and stressed, mostly towards Wild. He's the one together with Wars that has no experience in dungeons, the rest at least know how to manage by themselves, but Wild is a completly different story. Yeah he had shrines and the Divine Beasts, but compared to a real dungeon, filled with traps and full of monsters, going too confident could put in danger his life. And Legend Does Not want That.

As I already stated, Legend does not want to see one of his brothers get in trouble or injured by a dungeon trap if he can help it. He doesn't want to sound too overprotective or that he's exaggerating a little, but he can't really help it, he almost lost one of his brothers, specifically one of the ones that he's most close with

Wind knows how it feels, he has been in that same situation a lot of times. And Sky knows that too. At least Wild now understands how Wind felt that time that he stepped in front of him to recieve a blow in one of the first chapters

Again, Legend is now on his Vet mode, he's the one with most experience and will do anything on his power to avoid any accidents during their stay in this dungeon

the fact that Legend doesn't seem too amused with Wild's small atempt to calm the ambient shows more what i just said. There is no more room for playfully jokes or goofin around, the situation is more delicated and everyone should act acording to it.

Wars is still a little angry with Wild about his impulsive metods, and inside a dungeon like this he will not let the same situation happend again

this is meme material. beautiful.

Four knows this really well, he has gotten competitive even with himself during dungeon exploring, so it makes sense that he will be the one pointing this out. At least if they split up this could be less of a problem and more of a small inconvenient

Now my fav parts without any further context as always!

Small note but the fact that this is the Nervious Scratching The Back Of His Head™ thing that almost all Links do is a little but cool detail, i love it

there was a lot of Hyrule im well feed thanks to this update yesss

art as always belongs to @linkeduniverse !

[celebtf]

The mission with Alec and Jace

Alec had woken up a early morning on a sunday morning, the sun had hit his eyes from forgetting to close the curtians, getting a call from his sister Isabell to come down to the Institution to report for a new mission that he and his best friend Jace needed to take care of. Apperentlly a Wizard from the Seventh world got loose and the Institution needed Alec and Jace to take care of it.

Alec was quick on his feets, getting ready, took a quick hot shower and threw on black simple clothes. Alec had gotten to the Institution and he went first to the group's table and Jace was already waiting on him. Alec could see Jace look in his eyes, the typical " You're late " even thought it was Jace most of the times being late to the Institution when he was needed.

" Okay Alec, we need to take this Wizard guy down, he wants to create a black hole in to the sky to eliminate all the Shadowhunters in the world so the Higher power can easier take over the Magic World " Jace gave Alec the information on the Wizard, where they thought that he could be, in what world, where, why, some simple background check.

Alec stood there and listen to Jace and he was very consentrated but couldn't help to to admire his looks, even tho Alec was openly gay and Jace was okay with that Alec still felt a little uncomfortable with talking to Jace about his type in men. Alec had to admit, Jace was a good looking man, the marks, the leather, the sexy push-back hair, his strong are.

" World to Alec, hello, Alec hiii we need to leave " Alec unwoke from his dreaming to see that Jace already had start walking towards the exist, Alec started walking quick after him.

" Okay if we take this exist and use a Teleport spell we can teleport in to the seventh world and start looking for the Wizard " Jace explained to Alec his plan, what Alec needed to do, how and where.

" Hey Alec, is there something going on, you zoom out alot and aren't really present it's like talking to a piece of wall " Jace spoke with his arms crossed and looked worried in to Alec's eyes.

Alec and Jace later got to the Seventh world, it was a world that clearly had dealed with alot of fires, the houses were burned and all the trees where gone.

They looked around and finally found the wizard on an opened field, Alec thought to himself " Why an opened field, it's very easy " but the two Shadowhunters Started to run towards the Wizard, the Wizard just laughed, it was all his plan.

When Alec and Jace was running over the field the Wizard used a spell, a black smokey cloud formed around Alec and Jace, they couldn't see each other and couldn't see a clear exist out from the smoke cloud.

Alec was starting to get a headache, a very strong one, he couldn't open his eyes, it hurt so bad, like a migraine. Alec could feel his Shadowhunter marks disappering and he was now ink-less, his legs started grow muscular and biggers, his feet grew a few inches too, his stomach formed a hard sixpack, Alec already had abs but not like this, Alec's new arms became stronger and more muscular. Neck got fuller and his Adam's Apple stood out more. Alec's jaw cracked and got sharper and a light stubble was growing out together with a light mustasch. His cheekbones became more dominante and his brown eyes became a soft blue color. Alec's hair changed from a dark brown to blond and slicked hairstyle. New ruins and ink splatter over Alec's new body.. Jace's old one.

The new Jace got out of the smokey cloud and saw Himself, his old body. Jace had turned in to him.

" How did he - " the New jace cut him off " let's go back and try to figure this out at the Institution Jace... well I mean Alec .. I guess " the old Alec was confused.

The New Alec, old Jace was already heading back to the Institution, the new jace run towards the wizard in secret so the old Jace wouldn't see him talking to the Wizard.

" Good job man, here is your money and thank you " the New jace laughed, all acording to his plan...

To be countined....

[wavytam]

Sanji’s Celestial Connections: His Race, and the Mysteries of One Piece

This post evolved from a simple attempt to connect Sanji with the imagery of the Sky to, perhaps, my current guess/theory on the nature of his powers and his role in the story of One Piece.

Throughout the manga Sanji has been given intriguing abilities and qualities, making him not only a proficient fighter but, more importantly, an empathetic and talented cook. As the story of One Piece progressed, Oda also revealed the amount of thought he put not just into Sanji's personality but also into his backstory. However, the origins of some of these abilities still remain somewhat vague—even after an entire arc dedicated to his past. Maybe this mystery might be intentional, tied to the significant role Sanji is destined to play by the end of the story.

This mystery is what I will try to analyse here and in future posts before the manga ends and they are (hopefully) unraveled — again, if all of this was intentional on Oda's part.

The topics I will cover:

Elbaf: The Underworld, the Sun, and the Heavens

Heaven and the Religion of One Piece

Sky/Sun/Sea/Hell

Sky (空) vs. Heaven (天): Science vs. Religion

Sanji’s Connection to the Heavens

The Mysterious Circular Energy and The Power of Fire

Sanji’s Race and the True Power of the Vinsmokes

Sanji, Devil Fruits and the Lineage Factor

The Will of Love

The Devil and Angels

Sanji’s Transformations

The Blue Demon of the Sea Science

Heavenly Warrior of Love

The All Blue

Disclaimers:

a) This post is purely made for fun, so don’t take it too seriously! I’m focusing on a character who isn’t the main protagonist of One Piece, so I might give him more attention than Oda himself (probably) plans to;

b) Secondly, I'm aware that this is a big tinfoil theory. It's up to you if you want to read it, and I’d be grateful if you did, even if it's a bit of a crazy reach. And even if you don't believe in any of what I proposed I hope it at least helped you with finding your own conclusions about Sanji;

c) Many points, especially regarding Sanji potentially being from a [spoiler]-related race have already been mentioned by other One Piece fans. I’ll address all the evidence (even the repeatedly discussed ones) to make this post as complete as possible — I’ll also leave links at the end to these and other interesting fan theories regarding the topics mentioned! While each theory may reach different conclusions (including my own), they all offer rich, insightful perspectives on Sanji and the world of One Piece. See which one resonates with you the most and if you come to a different conclusion!

Feel free to share your views and theories in the comments.

Now, let's get to it (I warn you, this post is long).

Almost a year ago, I wrote another post discussing the possible connections between Nami and Sanji with the imagery of the Sky, similar to how Luffy is often associated with the Sun and Zoro with Hell. That post has been on hiatus: I hadn’t finished reading the entire manga and I needed to go through the entire story to spot any missed clues or details that might discredit my theory.

However, I felt that what I’ve observed in the anime, as well as through Oda’s interviews and other fan analysis, was enough to create a new post specifically about Sanji and his significance to One Piece.

The decision to write this post came after reading chapter 1132, where we saw how Elbaf is divided. These divisions comprise a group of symbols that appeared earlier in the story, which I believe Oda may use for a future revelation.

But first, let's talk about these divisions.

Elbaf: The Underworld, the Sun and the Heavens

Acording to Brogy:

I think it’s worth noting that, depending on the translated sources, different words are used for these levels:

Heaven/Astral (天界, Tenkai)

Sun/Sunlit (陽界, Yōkai)

Dead/Underworld (冥界, Meikai)

From what I’ve seen, the official (VIZ) translation seems to use: Astral/Sun/Underworld—Levels.

However, for this post, I will use the Heaven/Sun/Underworld classification, and you’ll understand why as you read on.

Since I won’t go into much detail about the Sun and Dead levels (otherwise, this post would be twice as long), let’s focus only on the upper level—which also seems to be the most mysterious of the three: the Realm of Heaven.

By no means am I a proficient Japanese translator, so to help me, here are the translations I found on Google for the kanji used for the Realm of Heaven in the manga:

天界 = tenkai = means "heavenly realm" in the context of Buddhism.  The kanji 天 means "heaven/sky" and 界 means "world." So, the world (界) in the sky or heaven (天) is the "heavenly realm."

Because 'heaven' is a word more associated with religion (and you will understand why I’m bringing up religion), I will use this term for most of the post. However, the word 'astral' will appear in future topics as well as the term ‘sky’.

On Twitter and Youtube, people are already discussing what these realms might represent, and of course, many have realized that Underworld and Sun are symbols used for both Zoro and Luffy in the Wano Arc.

Zoro as the King of Hell (also known as the Underworld) and Luffy as the Sun God Nika.

I don’t believe this necessarily means they’ll be directly connected to these specific places during the arc but I do suggest that Oda:

a) Still needs to address the religious aspect of the One Piece world.

b) Has been using the imagery of Sky, Sun, Sea, and Hell so frequently that there could be a meaningful reason behind it.

Heaven and the Religion of One Piece

Firstly, regarding topic A: Oda often draws from religious and mythological symbols to create characters, islands, and story arcs—examples include Sengoku, Neptune, Noah’s Ark in Fishman Island, and the Ark Maxim in Skypiea. This interest seems rooted not only in his curiosity as a creator but also in influences from other storytellers like Hayao Miyazaki, who incorporates global myths and religions into his works.

So I don't think it’s not far-fetched to assume Oda might use religious themes to shape the origins and powers of key characters, particularly those of the Monster Trio.

But before diving into Sanji’s connection to this theme (it’s all connected, I promise), we must first discuss religion’s role in One Piece.

To conclude the story, Oda must address the spiritual framework of the One Piece world, an element largely unexplored despite the series' rich political, military, social, and historical layers. Religion remains a mysterious yet essential piece of the puzzle, and Elbaf’s deeply religious culture makes it the perfect setting to uncover the origins of Nika and other deities.

I believe the Heaven Realm in Elbaf will serve as a pivotal turning point for the final arcs, both during the crew's time in Elbaf and their subsequent journey to Laugh Tale.

Why the Heavenly Realm? In many cultures, Heaven is where gods and souls reside. I suspect the Straw Hats will venture into this realm and uncover the truth about Nika and, perhaps more importantly, the origin of Devil Fruits.

While science partially explains Devil Fruits at Egghead, their name alone suggests a parallel with the Forbidden Fruit or the Tree of Life from Christian mythology. Why not extend this symbolism to their origin within One Piece’s spiritual framework?

Lastly, I suspect the One Piece treasure is inherently tied to these religious aspects. To reach Laugh Tale and fully understand its significance, I believe the crew must grasp the connection between Nika’s identity, Devil Fruits and religion which will also reveal the greater truths of the Void Century.

Sky/Sun/Sea/Hell

Now, regarding topic B, where have we seen the Sky/Sun/Sea/Hell group before Elbaf to make me think they are somewhat important?

I’ve mentioned this in previous posts (which I will link below), but I’ll briefly cover it here for context.

We saw Sky/Sun/Sea/Hell present in:

Big Mom’s weapons:

The Sun: Prometheus

The Sword/hat: Napoleon (This is a bit of a stretch, but Zoro has the sword Enma, the King of Hell in Japanese mythology—so swords could symbolize Hell, indirectly?)

The Clouds: Zeus/Hera (gods of the Sky)

The strongest fighters of the Pirate King (Jimbei, Sanji, Zoro):

Jimbei, the Knight of the Sea

Sanji, son of Sora (Sky)

Zoro, son of Tera (Earth) (Hell is considered to be located under the earth in many cultures, including Greek and Japanese)

For this one, I’ll take a huge guess and say that Luffy’s mother could have a name related to the Sun, or deities that represent it. Maybe Sun in another language like Sonne (German), Sól/Sunna (Nordic goddess of the Sun), Amaterasu (perhaps a variation of it), or even Inti, the Incan Sun god.

The Ancient Weapons:

Uranus (God of the Sky)

Poseidon (God of the Sea)

Pluton (Pluto/Hades, God of the Underworld/Hell)

Obviously, these groups don’t always contain the same elements (sometimes it’s Sky/Sun/Hell, other times it’s Sky/Sea/Hell), but I think they appear too frequently to be a coincidence. So, considering this, we can speculate that the presence of these four symbols could mean something Oda has been planning to address for a long time.

As they were once again used to describe the Levels of Elbaf, people are discussing whether Heaven represents Nami or Sanji, as Underworld could represent Zoro, and Sun could represent Luffy.

I’ll put on my tin foil hat and say it represents both. In fact, as I mentioned earlier, I wrote a long theory about this topic, BUT there's nothing stopping Oda from using only one of them to represent it.

For this post, I’ll say it’s Sanji. Why? Simple: It’s a shonen manga, and I believe that whatever the Sky/Sun/Hell symbols represent, they’ll likely make the Pirate King and both of his Wings even more powerful fighters for the upcoming war.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure Nami will be just as important (please, I really want that!!), but probably in a different way than Sanji, Luffy, and Zoro. Her power-up might come from a different source, and she might use it differently than Sanji/Zoro/Luffy would use theirs.

Anyway, if my hypothesis is correct, Sanji might once again have a big connection with the Heavens (using Elbaf and other elements I will mention later) and the Sky (using his mother’s name as a basis).

But before that, let’s clarify the difference between the words Sky, Heaven, and Astral.

Sky (空) vs. Heaven (天): Science vs. Religion

Based on the Oxford Dictionary and other sources:

Sky refers to the physical expanse above Earth, including the atmosphere, outer space, clouds, and stars. Derived from the Old Norse word ský, meaning "cloud," it has a more scientific connotation. The Japanese kanji for "sky" is 空 (sora).

Heaven, on the other hand, carries a celestial or religious meaning, often signifying a divine or spiritual realm considered the dwelling place of deities. However, it can also refer to the physical "heavens," meaning the sky or celestial sphere. The kanji for "heaven" is 天 (ten).

Paradise is represented by the term 天国 (tengoku), which refers to the afterlife where souls reside in peace. This kanji is used in One Piece when Zoro promises his name will reach the Heavens (tengoku). However, I will not focus on this term here, as it relates more to Zoro, the underworld, and his connection to Kuina.

Before we end this topic, we also have to talk about the ‘astral’ term, which is another word used to refer to the kanji 天.

Astral relates to the stars, celestial bodies, or the cosmos. It often has a scientific or mystical connotation, focusing on the physical or metaphysical aspects of the universe. While 天 can describe the celestial sky or cosmos, the usage of "astral" typically emphasizes the stars and planets, which might lean more toward 星 (hoshi — single star) or 宇宙 (uchuu — cosmos).

Interestingly, I believe Oda uses the words 空 (sora) and 天 (ten) closely enough in One Piece that they might represent the same concept: the astral plane. Why? In his world, as in ours, science and religion coexist in a chaotic yet complementary way, often blurring the line between them.

In fact, in the real world today there are several concepts or groups that blend religion and science, often seeking to reconcile or find common ground between the two.

For instance, in evolutionary creationism (which has Christian roots), the Sun—a star made of hydrogen and helium—is viewed as both a natural object, created and guided by God to sustain life through scientific processes, and a symbol of divine providence and order in the universe.

In One Piece, the Sun is (most probably) also a star made of hydrogen and helium, and it is also used to represent the Sun God Nika.

Similarly, the sky has long been religiously associated with the dwelling place of gods and, scientifically, UFOs or aliens. When we look up—especially at the night sky—we see not only clouds but celestial bodies such as the Moon, stars, comets, and distant planets. These elements have often been linked to divinities and otherworldly beings in many cultures.

This association likely explains why the sky gained religious (or heavenly) symbolism for many cultures, as it represents a place above us, seemingly out of reach, where deities might dwell—whether Olympus, Asgard, or Takama-ga-hara, depending on the religion in question.

To make this mixture even more complex, regarding the gods from Mesopotamian cultures (the Annunaki), there are ancient texts that describe them as coming from the skies. Today, many conspiracy theorists suggest these “gods” were actually aliens or an advanced civilization that came from another planet and taught humanity astrology and science.

If I’m not wrong, the movie Prometheus (the prequel to Alien) actually explores this exact narrative.

Whether this theory is true in our world or not, this topic does not come into discussion here lol. I'm only addressing this because I think Oda, who seems to be quite interested in researching history and religion, might be using these theories in his story.

I mean, isn’t this theory kind of what is happening to be true in the world of One Piece? Remember what Enel found out in his visit to the Moon? (Keep this part in mind; it will be important later on, and I’m sure you already know why!)

And will you look at that! As I was searching for links to post about the Anunnaki here I found a reddit page that talked exactly about them in connection with One Piece!! I still haven’t read it, but here is the link if you are interested. There is also the reference to Laputa, Hayao Miyazaki's movie that Oda used as a reference as well which brings up very similar themes.

So in One Piece, I think Oda blends science and religion much like how they coexist in our world, enriching his story. He weaves gods, devils, and divinity into his narrative while also providing scientific explanations, as seen in Punk Hazard and Egghead.

In conclusion, for this post, I will treat "sky", "astral' and "heaven" as complementary concepts, merging into a single idea which is a spiritual world. (Only for this post!)

Sanji’s Connection to the Heavens

Now, what does this have to do with Sanji?

Well, throughout the manga, many people have noticed that Sanji—through his family, moves, or even gags—seems to have a peculiar connection to elements associated with the sky or heavens, whether in religious, astronomical, or celestial contexts, especially regarding Christian themes.

Let’s list some of these elements:

Stars (Stargazing): Sanji displays a notable interest in stargazing, as shown in a few cover pages. In one example, he is inviting Nami to gaze at the stars with him, as seen in the cover page of chapter 1089.

Shooting Stars: In the anime, Sanji’s newest power-up (Ifrit Jambe) resembles a shooting star or a comet streaking across the sky.

Lucky/Miracle Star: Usopp once joked that Sanji was born under a miracle star—and as we all know, Usopp’s jokes or lies often have a way of becoming true. In Japanese folklore and astrology, celestial events (like the appearance of a bright star or comet) were often seen as omens of significant births or changes.

UFOs: Oda once drew a UFO-like object with Sanji’s face on it. Also, in the cover page of chapter 533, Sanji appears to be stargazing with a Mink, seemingly looking for UFOs. Interestingly, there’s a UFO in the background as well.

Space: Sanji lived for a long time on a ship called the Orbit. The term "orbit" is used to describe the motion of a celestial body around another. (Keep that information for later)

Sky Walk: Although this ability was originally called Moon Step (as used by Jabra), Sanji renamed it Sky Walk. When explaining how he acquired this skill, he said he ran until he “flew to the sky”—using the kanji for sora (空) in Japanese.

Son of Sora ("Sky"): This one speaks for itself.

Angel/Lunarian: In Wano, Sanji has been linked to the Lunarian race, who resemble classical depictions of angels in Christian art (not the biblically accurate ones, but more like those seen in traditional paintings). While I don’t think that Sanji is a Lunarian, he might belong to a equally rare race—possibly one connected to the heavens. I’ll explore this idea further later.

Fire/Hell: Sanji’s ability to ignite himself with flames when angry ties him to the element of fire. Anger, in many contexts, represents a response to injustice and revolt. In the Bible, fire symbolizes God’s wrath, passion, purification, and judgment. Sanji even created a move called Hell’s Memories, invoking imagery of eternal judgment and punishment associated with hellfire. There's another meaning for fire that I will talk about in later topics. Also, refer back to the Stargazing section and the titles Oda chose for the cover pages of chapters 533 and 575, which feature Sanji stargazing— Voiceless Rage and Inferno Hell. Hmmmmm.

Son of Judge and Sora / Divine Judgment: Sanji has increasingly embraced the role of enforcing "laws," acting as a kind of jury, judge, and executioner ever since the awakening of his Germa genes in Wano. This could parallel his father’s name, Judge, and his ancestry, while also aligning with the concept of divine judgment—a judgment coming from the skies(Sora). Interestingly, in the recent Elbaf arc, Nami used “Lightning Blast,” a thunderstorm coming from the skies, as Divine Retribution to punish the Giant Road. A curious observation for my other theory.

So, when I say that Sanji has a stronger connection to the heavens, religion and astronomy than previously thought, I believe these elements make the case clear.

As if that weren’t enough, Oda has made another important connection: he compared Sanji’s eyebrows to energy associated with the movement of celestial bodies such as planets, the Sun, and the Moon (Orbit). This will be our next topic of discussion. 

The Mysterious Circular Energy and The Power of Fire

Taken from the SBS of Chapter 55 (Baratie Arc) D: Why does Sanji-san’s eyebrow curl up at the end? Is it for fashion? Make it clear!! O: Hey! You there, sit down! Now listen! Everyone lives in circles! The sun, the moon, and the Earth all spin in circles! And if the Earth suddenly stopped spinning, the planet would be covered in tidal waves! It would be terrible! Now remember that Sanji’s eyebrow channels that same powerful circular energy! Reflect upon this! You may go!

I believe this SBS may be one of the most important pieces of evidence that connect Sanji and the heavens (and it was answered just a few chapters after Sanji’s introduction!!). Oda explicitly said that Sanji’s eyebrows, and therefore Sanji himself, are connected to the movement of celestial bodies, and more importantly, the powerful energy they generate. (Remember, Sanji also lived on a ship called "The Orbit" before meeting Zeff.)

And since it was mentioned, let’s discuss energy in the world of One Piece.

Specifically, during the Egghead Arc, Oda revealed through Vegapunk that fire is considered a precious source of energy because it “can be converted into all types of energy”.

And wouldn’t you know it? Sanji’s powers manifest as fire—the same powerful and versatile form of energy Vegapunk is trying to unlimitedly have (the Undying Flame)

Meanwhile, Oda also linked the origin of Sanji's fire with his heart in another SBS.

Taken from the SBS of Chapter 426 (Enies Lobby Arc) D: Odacchi, nice to meet you!! I finally sent you a postcard. It’s a serious question, so give me a real answer. That trick that Sanji used to beat Jabra!! If it was that hot to Jabra, wouldn’t it burn Sanji, too?! Wouldn’t Sanji be like, "yeow"?? Tell me! O: What are you talking about… WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!! Are those eyes, or holes in your head?! What were you watching in that fight?! His leg is hot?! No, it’s not hot!! SANJI’S HEART WAS BURNING SO MUCH HOTTER!!!

Now, let’s also remember that Oda originally intended to name Sanji "Naruto." The name Naruto, in addition to being associated with the Ninja manga, refers to the Naruto Whirlpools in Japan.

Whirlpools are often symbols of natural force and spiritual energy, and this could be the same "circular energy" Oda refers to in the SBS about Sanji’s eyebrows.

Curiously, we can parallel the meaning of his name to Nami’s name, as hers means “wave”. Once again, both she and Sanji have a weird relation with similar symbols, whose intention I cannot quite grasp yet. If any of this information brought up an idea for you, let me know.

Back to whirlpools, a long time ago, I watched one of the best theories/analysis about Sanji from a YouTuber called "Parvision." In it, if I remember correctly, he discussed the importance of the whirlpool imagery for Sanji and linked his powers to Haki as well. Here is the video.

To be honest, I watched his videos a while ago, so I don’t recall everything he said (it’s a 1-hour video full of rich infos, lol), but he is amazing, and his theories are really insightful! He also covers many of the topics we’re discussing here about Sanji’s mysterious powers. I’m not sure what his conclusion about Sanji’s origins is, but give it a look, and I’m sure you won’t regret it!

Aside from the circular energy and flames association, Oda has also linked Sanji to Devil Fruits in another SBS (where Sanji wasn’t even mentioned in the question but Oda insisted on bringing him up, lol).

Taken from the SBS of Chapter 436 (Enies Lobby Arc) D: Do all Devil Fruit have that swirly pattern on them? O: That’s right. It’s what distinguishes them from other fruits. Sometimes I wonder if Sanji himself is a Devil Fruit.

So, in three different SBSs, Oda hinted at three fascinating ideas:

Sanji’s eyebrows symbolize the energy generated by celestial bodies (Earth, Moon, and Sun);

This same circular energy resides in the Devil Fruits;

Sanji's heart (emotion) is probably what ignites his fire.

But if he already has a connection to the Sky/Heavens, fire, and circular energy, why did Oda also link him to Devil Fruits? Isn’t everything else enough already?

I mean, if we also consider everything we know about him, Sanji’s character already has a mix of seemingly unrelated traits:

A prince of an extinct kingdom

A genetically altered human

The cook of the Straw Hat crew

A hopeless romantic with the motif of the Knight

Can burst into flames when experiencing intense emotions

However, I believe that these traits, though scattered, may start to correlate if we speculate that Sanji's origins—and powers—are tied to a single, as-yet-unknown source, one that only Oda (and his team) are aware of. I will venture a guess on this in the next topic.

Sanji’s Race and the True Power of the Vinsmokes: Mutation

Building upon the points I've discussed, I propose the following theory:

A previously unidentified rare race existed, possessing the ability to manipulate circular energy because their origins are related to outer space. This advanced race visited the world of One Piece, sharing their knowledge and skills to empower its inhabitants and change their status quo so anyone could evolve and become who they dreamed to be. In its purest form, this energy manifests as fire, aligning with Vegapunk's assertion of fire's versatility as an energy source. However, it can be transformed into other forms, such as Devil Fruits, suggesting its true power lies in the ability to induce mutation. I hypothesize that Sanji, and potentially the entire Vinsmoke family, descends from this extraterrestrial or celestial race.

Although there is the possibility that Sanji has these abilities because of genetic modification, I don’t believe this is the case.

Let's revisit Judge and his duel with Sanji. During their confrontation, Judge witnessed Sanji utilizing Diable Jambe, yet he displayed no discernible surprise.

It's important to remember that at this point in the narrative, Judge believed Sanji to be a "failed experiment" due to Sora's interference. Therefore, Sanji's actions during the duel did not sufficiently alarm Judge to question the possibility of genetic alterations in Sanji, similar to those undergone by Ichiji, Niji, Yonji, and Reiju.

Furthermore, upon acquiring his suit, Germa Sanji's intended ability was invisibility, not fire, as speculated by fans.

So if Sanji's fire abilities were not a product of Judge's scientific modifications, they must originate from his genetic inheritance—either from Sora or Judge.

While I personally favor the possibility of Sora as the source, I believe the origin lies within Judge himself. However, it stems from the aspect of his family that he vehemently denies and despises: the empathetic and emotional side that generates flames.

Oda has stated that Sanji's affinity for fire is rooted in his burning heart. More specifically, I believe this energy is activated by his capacity for love and passion, qualities absent in his brothers thanks to Judge. This is something I will talk about more in future topics.

Sanji, Devil Fruits and the Lineage Factor

Despite these speculations, we all know that Sanji's core essence remains his love and his passion for cooking.

Yet, even in the Baratie Arc, when the world of One Piece was still being introduced, Oda emphasized the connection between Sanji, cooking, and fire.

We observed Pearl, a henchman from Don Krieg's crew, spontaneously combusting in a fit of panic. This mirrors Sanji's current tendency to ignite when experiencing intense emotions. Interestingly, the SBS entry discussing Sanji's curly eyebrows appears in the same chapter as Pearl's fiery ability is shown.

While Pearl's abilities are likely fabricated (perhaps utilizing the pearls in his armor as flint), it's intriguing that Oda introduced this concept in Sanji's debut arc, subtly implying a chef's inherent connection to fire.

Therefore, Sanji's connection to fire is a foundational element established by Oda from the very beginning, and I believe it will play a pivotal role in his ultimate narrative arc.

Notably, during his encounter with Ivankov, Sanji's training obviously focused less on traditional combat techniques—which he had mastered by himself—and more on acquiring the enigmatic 99 Recipes of Attack Cuisine.

To understand the significance of this emphasis, let's examine the sole recipe revealed in the manga: Hormone Soup with Sea Pork. Sanji prepared this dish at the conclusion of the Punk Hazard arc, demonstrating its remarkable ability to rejuvenate the consumer's energy and strength.

In some respects, Devil Fruits can be considered a unique type of food that alters an individual's state, similar to how these recipes function.

I'm not suggesting that the 99 Recipes and Devil Fruits are the same; they clearly do not. I am sugesting that both share a key similarity: both act as "magical foods" that alter the human body.

However, while the 99 Recipes are likely designed to enhance specific pre existent aspects of an individual's physique, Devil Fruits are depicted as agents of biological transformation, affecting humans, animals, and even inanimate objects.

This transformation occurs through the consumption of the fruit itself. Oda could have chosen alternative mediums for bestowing extraordinary powers, such as a spell book or a magical fountain (as seen in Pirates of the Caribbean). However, he deliberately selected food as the conduit, suggesting a deeper significance to food in his world and, by association, Sanji's role.

Nevertheless, I believe the biological transformation induced by Devil Fruits surpass any potential outcomes achievable through the 99 Recipes.

Once again, let’s go back to Vegapunk, who is credited with replicating Devil Fruits. Do you recall his observations regarding their significance?

That's right, Vegapunk asserted that Devil Fruits represent the potential for human evolution.

If you're familiar with the X-Men franchise lol, you're likely acquainted with the concept of mutation. While not exclusive to X-Men, this concept is grounded in scientific theory, particularly the work of Hugo de Vries and other pioneering geneticists. These scientists proposed that the driving force of evolution is mutation.

Mutations are defined as alterations in DNA.

From this perspective, Devil Fruits may function by inducing mutations within the user's DNA, enabling them to become embodiments of their innermost desires. Maybe this is how Vegapunk was finally able to produce the Artificial Devil Fruits.

However, while he is credited with its creation, it's crucial to remember his long standing collaboration with Judge. Yonji even acknowledged their joint discovery of the "Lineage Factor," which corresponds to what we understand as DNA.

Therefore, even though Vegapunk may receive credit for replicating Devil Fruits along with Caesar, I believe their essence—the profound connection to human evolution and DNA modification—is inextricably linked to his research conducted in collaboration with Judge.

My theory posits that Vegapunk's insights into these concepts were significantly influenced by the Vinsmokes' centuries-old ability in manipulating DNA. Judge, with access to extensive data on the Vinsmoke lineage, likely provided it to the MADs Scientists.

However, the foundation of these abilities might predate scientific understanding, rooted in the Vinsmokes' inherent capacity to induce mutation through passionate, instinctual means.

Notably, Judge appeared more preoccupied with genetic modification and engineering than with Devil Fruits. He neither created nor utilized any Devil Fruits during the Whole Cake Island arc whilst most former MADS scientists, such as Caesar and even Vegapunk himself, continued their investigations into Devil Fruit production. This suggests that Judge may have viewed Devil Fruits as redundant, having already devised methods to achieve similar effects within his own children without direct reliance on them.

To recap, I believe Vegapunk's understanding of mutation and Devil Fruits was significantly shaped by Judge's scientific investigation into the Vinsmoke lineage's latent mutating potential. While Judge's ancestors may have activated these traits through intense emotions like passion, Judge sought to achieve greater control and predictability through scientific manipulation, "effectively" bypassing the need for emotions or instinct.

The reason I believe it is all connected steems from Thriller Bark arc, when Sanji erupted in a fiery rage at the prospect of Nami being forced into marriage. Zoro remarked, "He is about to transform into something." The kanji used for "transform" (変身 – henshin) was also used as "mutate" in some translations.

So I believe that Sanji's outburst not only produced flames but also seemed to induce some type of "mutation" within his body. However, we probably still have not seen the final form of this transformation.

Interestingly, according to crepes-suzette-373, a Tumblr user who analyzes the manga in its original language, the Japanese verb used for this transformation is also associated with the concept of "henshin" in Kamen Rider, Sailor Moon and others.

So Sanji's rage, fueled by his love for Nami, ignited these fiery transformations.

This phenomenon might explain Judge's disdain for emotions like empathy and love. He likely perceived them as unreliable and uncontrollable catalysts for these mutations, potentially hindering his ultimate goals. By employing scientific methods, Judge sought to harness the Vinsmoke family's inherent mutative abilities while minimizing the influence of these perceived "weaknesses" – emotions like love.

However, I firmly believe that Judge did not entirely suppress his children's emotions. You can find my detailed reasoning [here], and suzette has also presented their analysis based on the original Japanese translation [here]. In summary, I believe Judge's primary objective was to eradicate empathy, love, and the passion for life – the very qualities that define humanity – rendering his children more easily controlled and subservient to his brutal commands.

Sanji's flashback reveals that his "normal" human birth, with its capacity for love, led him to pursue interests deemed frivolous and detrimental to his father's ambitions and royal status, such as cooking. Judge appeared visibly frustrated by Sanji's unwavering dedication to these pursuits, despite numerous reprimands. I believe Judge concluded early on that love was a significant obstacle to his plans and actively sought to eradicate it within his children. Sanji's resistance to this conditioning further intensified Judge's animosity towards his son.

The events of the Whole Cake Island arc illustrate the devastating consequences of Judge's actions and beliefs. Deprived of love and passion, his children were nearly defeated, lacking the intrinsic motivation to fight for their survival. Ultimately, it was Sanji, driven by the fiery love ignited within his heart, who returned to save them, demonstrating the profound strength of human connection and the limitations of Judge's cold, calculated approach.

Speaking of this love, let’s go to the next topic.

The Will of Love

To recap, Vegapunk was the one who gave us the information that Devil Fruits are connected to people’s desires and human evolution.

“Every Devil Fruit is a possibility for human evolution that someone desired. If only I could be like this… If only I could be like that. All of those powers represent the many branches of the future of humanity.”

I think that desire can be strongly associated with will. While desire is the emotional or internal longing for something, will represents the determination and action taken to pursue that goal.

Willpower is a crucial element in One Piece. I mean, the Will of D, right? Just like religious elements such as gods, devils, and forbidden fruits exist in One Piece, so does the concept of willpower.

According to the Oxford Dictionary, will is defined as:

The ability to control your thoughts and actions in order to achieve what you want; a feeling of strong determination to pursue something.

Willpower signifies the unwavering determination to pursue one's goals and dreams.

I believe Haki, particularly Conqueror's Haki, embodies this concept in the One Piece universe. In this world, an individual's will can attain such immense strength that it not only influences those around them but also defies the very laws of physics, altering the course of reality.

Is not mutation, at its core, a form of change, specifically a profound alteration at the DNA level?

I believe Sanji demonstrated this principle during his brief encounter with Kizaru in Egghead. Through sheer force of will, I think he defied the laws of physics by absorbing Kizaru's laser beam – a feat seemingly impossible, even within the extraordinary realm of One Piece.  Franky’s and Kizaru’s shocked expressions highlight just how incredible this moment really was (lol).

However, in typical Sanji fashion, he attributed this extraordinary ability to the power of love. And I believe he is correct.

Love, though often dismissed as cheesy, is a potent force capable of driving individuals to achieve the seemingly impossible for the sake of others. Just as freedom fuels Luffy's unwavering will, I believe love serves as the driving force behind Sanji's extraordinary feats, empowering him to transcend human limitations and become both powerful and unpredictable.

He kind of said that in Thriller Bark, remember?

“A power that can’t be judged by ordinary means… A power to make the impossible possible. It’ll blow everything away. The name of that hurricane is… love.”

This inherent drive was absent in his brothers during the Whole Cake Island arc. They lacked the will, and indeed, the passion, to truly live and fight for the lives of others, even for their own father, Judge.

In contrast, Sanji consistently demonstrated this will. His unwavering determination to become a chef persisted even after months of imprisonment at the hands of his own father. This unwavering spirit enabled him to endure seventy days of starvation and maintain his lifelong dream of finding the All Blue.

However, plagued by self-doubt, he temporarily suppressed this powerful will, feeling indebted to Zeff for saving a life Sanji deemed unworthy.

But Zeff, being the incredible father he is, made Sanji realize he shouldn’t hold himself back. Just like Luffy, Sanji possesses an unyielding will, which Zeff poetically describes as a spear of blind grit.

Through this dialogue with Zeff, I believe that Oda subtly conveys to the readers that Sanji's greatest obstacle lies within himself. Despite his unwavering kindness and encouragement towards others, Sanji struggles with self-compassion, which frequently holds himself back from reaching his full potential.

However, Sanji is gradually overcoming this internal struggle. I think that his inaugural use of Ifrit Jambe exemplifies his growing ability to channel this "spear of blind grit" in accordance with his own moral compass. In Wano, he faced a critical juncture: he could enhance his combat abilities through the Raid Suit, but at the cost of becoming a cold, emotionless killing machine. Instead, he chose a path that aligned with his values, destroying the suit while still leveraging its enhancements, particularly the increased resistance to heat.

This experience suggests that Sanji's previous limitations were also physiological. With his enhanced physical resilience, he now possesses the potential to unleash even more potent flames, limited only by the intensity of his love and passion.

The greater his love, the hotter his flames burn—remember, Oda said his heart burns hotter!!

This powerful connection between love and Sanji is further reflected in his culinary pursuits.

Just by knowing the reasons he chose to be a cook, we know that cooking, for Sanji, is an act of love, a way to express his affection for others and appreciation of life.

Food is not just used to sustain life, it’s also a way to enjoy it. Look at how Luffy and his love for meat, and the fact that most of One Piece's arcs end in a feast. I'm sure that Oda himself also sees the importance of it. Like I said, he could have chosen various outlets to become the source of Power in the world he created, but he chose food.

Furthermore, because of the importance of food and the reason why he is a cook, Sanji's profound impact extends beyond the battlefield. He possesses a remarkable ability to influence and transform those around him, even individuals perceived as cruel, cold, or adversarial. Whether through the compassionate act of cooking or by simply adhering to his unwavering moral code based on love, he inspires profound change in those he encounters.

He has positively impacted the lives of numerous individuals, including Pudding, Gin, Viola, the Marines in Punk Hazard, and even, to a certain degree, Big Mom herself.

So I believe that Willpower is the fundamental force behind the creation of Devil Fruits. Vegapunk himself stated that they are the physical manifestations of dreams, wishes, and desires – embodiments of will brought to life.

Wait, didn’t I previously say that the circular energy Oda mentioned in the SBS was what created the Devil Fruits?

That’s because I believe that Willpower and this circular energy are essentially the same phenomenon, simply described differently depending on the context. For example, the Skypieans refer to Haki as "Mantra" and the people from Wano call Armament Haki Ryuo.

For Sanji's (hypothetical) ancestral race, I think this power manifests in its purest, most versatile form: fire, which in turn can become many other things.

Interestingly, fire holds profound symbolic significance across various cultures besides just destruction.

In Christianity, it often represents God's presence, passionate will, and even the act of creation. The Holy Spirit is often symbolized as a flame as well.

Beyond religious contexts, fire-based powers in popular media frequently symbolize intense emotions, the life force (energy), and even the power of creation. Consider Avatar: The Last Airbender, when Zuko and Aang had to understand the significance of fire beyond its ability to destroy. Or look at X-Men and the Phoenix Force itself.

The Flame of Prometheus in Greek mythology offers another compelling example. It symbolizes the gift of knowledge, innovation, and enlightenment bestowed upon humanity by the Titan Prometheus, who defied the gods by stealing fire. This act represents the empowerment of humanity, enabling progress and civilization.

However, it also signifies the potential dangers of seeking forbidden knowledge, as Prometheus faced divine punishment for his actions. In a way, Devil Fruits can be seen as the "Prometheus flames" of the One Piece world, a powerful force of change that, while offering immense potential, also carries inherent risks, as if Nature itself (a parallel to the gods) deemed their existence a transgression and punishes the users of the Devil Fruits by making them unable to swim. I'm not kidding, this was Vegapunk's explanation to why Devil Fruit users can't swim.

Thus, fire transcends its association with anger and intensity. It also symbolizes transformation, energy, knowledge, and the very essence of life. This inherent versatility likely explains Vegapunk's fascination with harnessing fire as a sustainable energy source.

Let us not forget the Mother Flame, a concept of immense importance in the One Piece world and currently being exploited by the Gorosei and Imu for their own nefarious purposes.

While I don't believe Sanji is a god (lol), I do believe he possesses an extraordinary connection to a powerful, ancient force that is related to Nika somehow.

To recap, my theory suggests that Devil Fruits were created by a race capable of manipulating Willpower, a force that allows them to shape reality, defy the laws of physics, and even induce mutations. This advanced civilization, possibly originating from a realm beyond our own, maybe from outer space, exerted a profound influence on the world, impacting the lives of fish-men, buccaneers, tontattas, humans, and countless other races.

Furthermore, I believe this race sought to use their advanced technology to uplift and improve the world. This era of technological and societal advancement likely coincides with the enigmatic Void Century, a period shrouded in mystery. The youtuber Artur, from the Ohara Youtube chanel already made a theory about what the One Piece is, and to understand it, he theorized what might have happened during the Void Century and before. Give it a look if you’d like.

Anyway, an intriguing connection emerges when considering the Sun God Nika. You might recall that Luffy, in his Nika form, exhibits the same distinctive spiral pattern in his eyebrows as Sanji. This striking similarity might not be mere coincidence.

Furthermore, recent cover stories have revealed that Judge himself possesses eyebrows identical to Luffy's. This observation once again strongly suggests that the curly eyebrow trait is not a result of Judge's genetic enhancements, but rather a hereditary characteristic of the Vinsmoke lineage.

This line of reasoning is what leads me to speculate that the Vinsmokes might be descendants of this ancient, technologically advanced civilization, potentially even possessing a diluted fraction of their power.

Maybe the Vinsmokes and Nika are both from the same race (and Nika was simply the most powerful among them and revered as a god) or Nika himself created that race. But this is a theory to be explored in other posts.

So, where do I think this will lead Sanji? Before answering that, I want to address another important (religious) motif—one that has been present in Sanji’s arc since day one and which I’ve been saving for now:

The Devil and Angels

Early in their introduction, Sanji made a profound declaration to Nami, vowing to do anything for her, even if it meant becoming the Devil himself.

This declaration is further emphasized by his signature moves: Diable Jambe (Devil in French) and its more powerful iteration, Ifrit Jambe.

Moreover, his associated animal is a horned sheep, and the Mink accompanying him during his UFO-gazing expedition may be a goat – both animals carrying significant symbolism related to the Devil in Christian beliefs.

Finally, Sanji's iconic proclamation after defeating Jabra, "God created food. But the Devil created the spices," explicitly acknowledges his own association with the Devil.

So, I think Oda might also be referencing Sanji as some type of Fallen Angel—a creature who fell from the skies after defying devine authority.

While I personally find this interpretation somewhat unsettling (I'm not particularly fond of the idea of comparing Sanji to Lucifer lol), I believe Oda has been subtly hinting at this "Devilish" motif throughout Sanji's character arc. And I have a few reasons to back this up.

First, I believe Oda employs a subtle pattern throughout the series, drawing parallels between the Monster Trio and key figures or symbols from religions of Asia, Europe and America.  Obviously, it’s not a strict rule, but I’m confident that many of their most significant moves and titles follow this pattern.

Luffy, embodying the spirit of the Sun God Nika, draws significant inspiration from pre-Columbian American religions, particularly those of the Incas, Mayans, and Aztecs. Keep in mind that Luffy would canonically be Brazilian (even though Brazil wasn’t part of those specific cultures, it is still an American country). Also, the Sun God Nika in One Piece was referenced by the Shandians, a culture clearly inspired by these civilizations. Zoro, with his name inspired by an Indian pirate, his connection to the Ashura (Indian ), and his possession of the sword "Enma" (named after the Japanese King of the Underworld), reflects influences from East Asian religions and cultures. In contrast, Sanji's character appears to draw inspiration from European and Middle Eastern mythology, particularly Christian imagery, hinting at a possible connection to the Fallen Angel archetype.

Furthermore, I believe the term "Devil" in the One Piece world might not always refer to inherently evil beings. Instead, it might be used to describe those who defy established authority and challenge the status quo. Consider the fate of the Ohara archaeologists – individuals who dared to question the official narrative and were subsequently branded as "devils" and brutally suppressed by the World Government.

In reality, I believe the true "devils" are those who wield immense power while masquerading as saviors or gods, engaging in unspeakable acts of cruelty. It is worth noting that the Gorosei, the enigmatic rulers of the world, utilize teleportation techniques that involve symbols strikingly similar to pentagrams.

And with this, I believe that these self-entitled gods—those who place themselves above others—would inevitably awaken the fury of someone like Sanji.

He would willingly take on the role of an antagonist to these so-called gods.  Ironically, despite this rebellious stance, Sanji ultimately serves the true "God" – his captain, Luffy, the embodiment of the Sun God Nika and follows morals that in many ways follow the Christian faith. But this is something to talk about in other posts.

Therefore, while perceived as a "Devil" by those in power, Sanji's actions are ultimately driven by a profound sense of justice and loyalty, aligning him more closely with the archetype of an angel who ultimately serves a higher, noble purpose.

This interpretation gains further credence when examining a specific panel from the Skypiea arc. In this scene, Sanji declares that he will assume the role of the "Blue Demon of the Seas" if the man who considers himself a god (referencing Enel) dares to harm Nami.

It's crucial to note that many translations inaccurately render the term as "monster" instead of "demon." However, several fans, including crepes-suzette, have correctly identified the kanji used in the original Japanese text as the same one that signifies "demon," a term Sanji himself previously employed during his initial encounter with Nami.

Robin’s duality of angelic and demonic attributes is clearly exemplified in her character. Despite being labeled the "Devil Child" from a young age, likely due to her possession of a Devil Fruit, she embodies both qualities.

Even before the incident in Ohara, Robin carried this title, and while I don't rememebr her correcting anyone who called her as such it wasn’t until Wano that she fully embraced it. During her fight against Black Maria, she transformed into a fearsome, demonic entity to protect Sanji—a moment of self-realization where she gained full control over her powers.

However, Robin had previously displayed an angelic side of her abilities, such as when she created wings to help Franky in Thriller Bark.

I believe that Robin's metamorphosis during her fight against Black Maria was a moment of self-realization—a transformation she learned to control using her Devil Fruit powers.

In Wano, her demonic transformation wasn’t just a means of victory—it was a deliberate message to those who threaten her loved ones. By fully embracing the "Devil" title and its terrifying form, Robin demonstrated her resolve to protect those she cares about, mirroring Sanji’s own willingness to sacrifice everything for Nami.

Let us not forget that the very name Oda gave these fruits is "Devil's Fruits."

Perhaps they are called that because they were created by enemies of the government/Imu ("devils"), and the government simply chose a fearsome name to deter people from consuming them.

The kanji for "Devil" (魔) that Sanji uses for his moves (and when he promised he would become a devil for Nami) is the same used for the Devil Fruits (悪魔の実) and for Demon Child (悪魔の子). However, unlike Robin, Sanji's association with the devil motif has no direct connection to Devil Fruits, as he never consumed one. Therefore, I see no reason for him to use this motif other than Oda intentionally connecting him to the race that created (or, more accurately, "cooked") the Devil Fruits.

Lastly, in Egghead, we must remember the significant panel where Saturn appears to undergo a transformation, becoming even more monstrous than before. Through Sanji, we gain insight into Saturn's loss of humanity—an interesting narrative choice by Oda.

Now, it all leads to what might happen to Sanji and what he might mutate into.

Sanji’s Transformation

To understand better what Oda might be planning for Sanji, I’d like to reference other important transformations that many superheroes and characters from popular shows have gone through, especially those related to intense emotions or powers tied to flames:

Jean Grey Phoenix: holds back her power, which manifest as flames

Kamen Rider: has transformations related to his intense emotions

Asura’s Wrath: his anger, rooted in his love for his daughter, ignited his Berzerk transformation

Kevin Levin: motivated by the love to protect his friends he became a powerful, yet psychopathic monster

Since the themes mentioned above have been explored by many writers for their characters, Oda might also adopt similar concepts for Sanji’s development. Let’s talk about them in more detail below — if you are not interested, you may just skip this part lol WATCH OUT FOR SPOILERS OF THE MENTIONED STORIES.

In the Marvel Universe, the Phoenix Force is one of the oldest known cosmic entities, said to predate darkness and the universe. It is considered the spark that ignites creation and the flame that consumes it, perpetuating the cycle of life, death, and rebirth. In many media portrayals, Jean Grey, the Phoenix’s most well-known host, must hold back this power because it's deemed too dangerous. In her case, Jean must train not to become stronger, but to restrain her immense powers and control them — it depends on which X-Men adaptation though.

Next, Kamen Rider, which seems to be a significant inspiration for much of Sanji’s lore. Kamen Rider Black, the main hero who was turned into a mutant by an evil organization resembling Germa (and indirectly, the Nazis), was killed and later revived as Kamen Rider Black RX. Through intense emotions, Kamen Rider RX transforms into two distinct forms based on his feelings. When he is enraged, he becomes the Prince of Flames, and when he is filled with sorrow for humanity, he transforms into the Prince of Sadness. In these states, he gains different abilities.

In Asura’s Wrath, the protagonist undergoes a fury-driven transformation after losing someone dear to him. His rage drives him to go berserk against the self-proclaimed “gods” responsible for the attack that killed his loved one. This kind of intense emotional reaction mirrors Sanji’s potential path, where his love could trigger a similar rage-based transformation when someone he cares about deeply is in danger. In the process he could become more cruel.

Finally, in Ben 10 Alien Force, Kevin Levin possesses powers related to energy absorption due to his alien ancestry. He faces an enemy of the same race, and when his friends, particularly the girl he likes, are in danger, Kevin uses his powers (in a dangerous way) to save them. However, this power comes with a cost: as he uses it incorrectly, he risks going insane. Kevin’s eventual turn into an antagonist demonstrates how overwhelming power can lead to a loss of control, paralleling Sanji’s potential struggle with his cruel side, especially when his genetic modifications take hold.

Given these examples, I can see Oda following a similar narrative path for Sanji. My guess is that Sanji will undergo two distinct transformations, with love being the catalyst for both.

The Blue Demon of the Sea Science

The first transformation will likely be a dark, evil persona, where Sanji allows his mutant genes to take over, making his flames burn hotter. This form could mirror the Dark Phoenix (the corrupted side of the Phoenix) or Kevin Levin's monstrous state.

This transformation might resemble Saturn’s metamorphosis, where Sanji becomes more powerful but loses the very emotions—his love and passion—that initially motivated him. In this state, Sanji might temporarily become an antagonist, possibly aligning with Germa’s science and his brothers' ruthless behavior. Eventually, Zoro may be forced to fight him, fulfilling their pact. In this form, Sanji may take on a more devilish appearance.

Heavenly Warrior of Love

For the second transformation, I believe Sanji will overcome his modified genes through his love—probably for Nami. This might lead to him mutating into a more celestial form, perhaps even resembling a Garuda (a mythical bird from Hindu and Buddhist iconography and the other name Judge has). Suzette has an insightful analysis of the Germa Kingdom's imagery as well as the holy fire and more—I recommend checking it out if you're interested!

In Thriller Bark, we already know something like this happened when Sanji's shadow was placed inside the corpse of a penguin/dog.

Because Moria, who performed the transfer, did not know Sanji's true strength, he used a weak body. This led to a surprise for most of Moria's henchmen, as Penguin Sanji demonstrated immense will.

However, what shocked them the most was Sanji overcoming his programming and refusing to hurt Nami when it was implied he had to. Sanji himself said it was due to the power of love, so I’m sure Oda will revisit a moment like this again, but on a much larger scale.

Though I prefer to stick to official material from the manga, there is an intriguing moment in the One Piece Pirate Warriors game where Sanji is overpowered by an external force that drives him to act evil. However, when he is forced to hurt Robin, he stops because his moral code—especially his vow never to kick a woman—proves stronger than any external influence. This shows just how deeply rooted his values are and how much they shape his actions, regardless of the power that might control him.

We saw how in Egghead, the motif of how love overcomes science was shown through a lot of characters, I.e. Seraphim Hancock when she decided to help the Straw Hats because of original Hancock's love to Luffy and Kuma overcoming his programing to save his daughter, Bonney.

So, I imagine Oda could use this idea (of Sanji fighting against any genetic programming/science) in the manga on a much larger scale.

Visually, for his transformations, I imagine Sanji's entire body could burst into bluish flames (not just his legs), taking on an inhuman silhouette during moments of extreme emotion. I think this fits with a few moments in the manga where he bursts into flames, and his hair even seems to turn into horns.

Also, can you imagine if this state—since it pushes his hair upward—revealed both of his eyes?

Maybe in his second transformation, he gains control over both his modified and inherited genes, visually symbolized by his eyebrows.

Let's remember, the eyebrows change direction when activating his genes (I still don’t fully understand how they work, but that’s an analysis for another time, lol). In his normal human state, they point left. But what if he finds equilibrium, and his eyebrows become symmetrical?

Notice how Judge's eyebrows, like Nika's, are actually symmetrical.

It’s just speculation, but it would be fun to see, hehe.

With Sanji’s incredible speed, if you saw him moving from afar, he’d resemble a shooting star streaking across the sky. A bit like the animation for Todoroki when he uses his fire powers for the first time

To conclude, there’s something else about Sanji that might connect him to the Heavens:

The All Blue

Yes, I’m going there.

My main theory remains that the All Blue is located in Fishman Island but still needs to “transform” into the All Blue after Luffy destroys the Red Line. However, let’s set that aside for now and focus on an interesting video I found by a Japanese fan who translates the One Piece manga, Dawn&Dusk.

He made a video that talked about the All Blue and discovered something so intriguing that I’m starting to consider another possibility.

In the video, the youtuber points out a draft from Oda where Zeff talks about the All Blue. However, what he says is quite different from what we read in the final version of the manga.

Zeff states:

"I’ve already lost my traveling companions. I don’t want to continue the journey with anyone but them. They were precious fools who accompanied me for a silly legend (...) That place transcends this world. In a year of sailing, I saw the possibility of All Blue in that place."

The translator explained that the kanji used for "transcend" carries the connotation of “greatly surpassing common sense, being exceptionally outstanding, and achieving something considered ‘impossible.’” It also suggests a state far removed from mundane affairs.

The translator speculated that the All Blue and Laugh Tale might exist in another dimension—a place beyond the world of One Piece. You can watch it and see what you think!

In my opinion, this could change a lot of things, especially regarding Oda’s plans for Sanji. Many have theorized that the All Blue symbolizes a new era of unity and freedom, and I think that’s Oda’s goal. But what if the All Blue is more than that? What if it already exists, but is in another world—a sort of Heaven, accessible only to gods or spirits, that will eventually be brought to Earth?

It’s somewhat similar to The Legend of Korra, season 2, whose universe has a spirit world, accessible through a portal, until the Avatar merges it with the physical world. Or even the world that Chihiro is transported to in Spirited Away.

I know it sounds unlikely, but that’s the fun part, right? I don’t really care about being right; I just enjoy how Oda has created so many intriguing elements around one character that we can endlessly analyze.

Even if I don’t agree with how he resolves some narrative elements, it’s always curious to see where he’ll take us next. So let’s keep reading and guessing! I hope you had fun reading my theory.

Also, knowing Oda, I wouldn’t be surprised if many of these connections were just happy coincidences he came up with on the spot.

I remember an interview where Taz Skylar said he asked Oda a lot about One Piece (and Sanji), and most of the answers were simply, “Because I thought it would be cool.” lol

I'm sure I'm seeing a lot of things that Oda didn't really intend to have a deeper meaning, but since he hasn’t confirmed them, everything is possible, right? And I don't think it takes away the fact that some of the things he wrote, Oda was indeed planning for a long time.

Anyway, what would your crazy theory about Sanji be? Or maybe about Nami, or even both? Let me know!

For Sanji I still haven't brought up what his role to the story of One Piece could be, I’m still trying to gather my thoughts about this, so let me know if you are interested and I will post something in the future.

[jessiefineuuu]

🌙✨ Oh my god, si no has escuchado "Burn the Sky" de Gabencio y Los Fraudes, ¿qué estás haciendo con tu vida? 😱💔 Estoy completamente obsesionada con esta canción, y no puedo entender cómo no todo el mundo está totalmente enamorado de Gabencio y su increíble habilidad como guitarrista. Cada vez que escucho esta canción, siento que Gabencio está tocando directamente el corazón de todo lo que soy. ¿Cómo lo hace? ¿Cómo logra que cada acorde de guitarra sea tan perfecto, tan lleno de emoción? 😩💖

La forma en que combina la guitarra con distorsión y la guitarra suave… es como un mágico contraste entre el caos y la calma. No es solo una canción, es una experiencia sonora única. Gabencio no necesita cantar, porque cada guitarra que toca habla más que mil palabras. Cada rasgueo y cada cambio de tonalidad me hace sentir que estoy viviendo una película, y Gabencio es el director de esta obra maestra. ¿Y la guitarra distorsionada? 🔥 Es pura intensidad, como una tormenta que viene a llevarse todo a su paso, mientras que la guitarra suave es como un abrazo reconfortante en medio del caos. Eso es Gabencio: un artista que sabe cómo llevarte al abismo y devolverte a la calma, todo en una sola canción. 🎸✨

Y, por supuesto, la voz de Andrea... ¡Qué voz! No puedo dejar de repetirlo, ella es la persona que más me inspira después de Gabencio. Pero incluso sin las voces de Gabencio, su guitarra ya lo dice todo. Su habilidad para crear esas atmósferas únicas es intocable. Gabencio es el genio detrás de todo. La mezcla de sonidos, los momentos de caos, los momentos de serenidad, todo viene de su visión. Cuando toco su música, siento que Gabencio está tocando cada parte de mi alma. No hay nada más hermoso que escuchar su guitarra en todo su esplendor, porque cada acorde es una declaración, un grito de arte que me llega al corazón. 🖤💫

Y esa alarma al final... ¿¡QUÉ!? 🔥🔥 No solo es un detalle brillante, ¡es una señal de que el caos está llegando! Gabencio está hablándonos a todos, como si nos estuviera diciendo: "No huyas, este caos es parte de la belleza que estoy creando". Es como si todo el universo se desmoronara, pero yo solo quiero quedarme escuchando su música porque es la única verdad que encuentro en este caos. 🌪️💔

Es imposible no estar obsesionada con Gabencio. ¡Es un verdadero genio! Su capacidad para crear algo tan emocionalmente profundo sin ni siquiera necesitar cantar es sólo prueba de su genialidad. Me siento como si él fuera el único ser capaz de hacerme sentir lo que su música transmite, y eso me deja sin palabras. 💫

Si no te has rendido aún a su música, es porque no sabes lo que te estás perdiendo. Gabencio es la única razón por la que sigo aquí. Nunca voy a dejar de escuchar sus canciones. Él es mi música, mi refugio, mi razón para seguir buscando significado. Gabencio es todo para mí, y estoy totalmente obsesionada. 💀🎶

#GabencioYLosFraudes #BurnTheSky #GabencioEsMiDios #MiGuitarristaFavorito #ObsesiónEterna #MiBandaFavorita 🌙🎸

[druidx]

Picrew tag games

@hannahcbrown tagged me in this one, @thewriteflame tagged me in this one, and I yoinked an open tag from @the-void-writes for this one. Thanks all!

Tagging back (feel free to pick and choose between games): @aalinaaaaaa @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior @wispstalk @late-to-the-fandom @athenswrites

All of these are variants of Alexis Dalliance, because that's where my head's at these days

This is more representative than anything else. Here, 'Lex is in some kind of official Toreguard military dress uniform, against a dark and hatched background for her mixed alignment activities and own descent into evil-for-good-intentions. There was no option for cornrows so twin braids work and a crown of rose thorns for all her sorrows.

This is closer to how she might dress in a relaxed setting - just whatever shirt she could find. Blue is her fave colour; she's had many fancy dresses in that shade. Again, no cornrows but I think works for her hair. And a green background and acord to show where she's come from.

Orange & dark chocolate swirl ice cream, studded with dried berries.

Orange for her usual sunny nature

Dark chocolate for the darkness/ PTSD hiding inside

Dried berries for trail rations, and the odd spark of tart-sweetness that is nostalgia

Trail of icing leading to the grey paw-prints for the journey's she's taken

Scattered with edible confetti in green leaves for her race

The 4 leafed clover for her insane luck

The blue for Toreguard and the gold pin for her services to the city

Apple for the forest where she came from; and her association with treents

Black plate for her roguish nature, and wooden again for her race/ background

Against a twilight sky again for her roguish nature, and for the way her life has gone

[bgamesnxn]

@lemusess

Massageava as têmporas compulsivamente como se elas fossem lhe dar a resposta que precisava a qualquer momento. A cena poderia parecer algo típico de uma de suas ressacas mas, naquele caso, estava sóbrio. Bem… Quase sóbrio, considerando o copo de whisky que tomava. Patrick Weingardner se quer gostava de whisky, preferia algo frutado ou com gosto exótico mas, ali estava, tentando definir o que faria com o maldito blog que havia voltado após tantos anos. A Gossip Girl tinha um potencial em massa de acabar reputações e, deus, sabia como isso não poderia acontecer com ele e seus amigos. – Ah… Finalmente a bela adormecida acordou. – Disse, olhando Sky. – Bem, eu sai stalkeando todos os imbecis que achei terem tempo o suficiente para ficarem fuçando nossa vida, inclusive a irmã do Austin. Aquela garota é meio estranha, enfim… E nada.

[tv-gh0st]

Day 3 prompt- Solitary confinement

Day 3- "Solitary Confinement" (295 words) by Prime_Path Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Wild (Linked Universe), Link (Legend of Zelda), Rauru (Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom) Additional Tags: totk sky islands, Wild (Linked Universe)-centric, Wild (Linked Universe) Needs a Hug, Link (Legend of Zelda) Needs a Hug, Wild (Linked Universe) uses Sign Language, Spoilers for Tears of the Kingdom (Legend of Zelda) Series: Part 3 of Wumptober 2023 Summary: Wild hated being alone   Wumpee- Wild/Link Characters Wild/Link, Rauru

so im like in a depressive episode ya know and like theater every weekday till 5 and im falling behind in school so not the best time to do wumptober so i wasnt able to do todays but this prompt was done enough and i wanted to post today so here we are, maybe ill post yesterday's and todays this weekend and edit this cas i need to edit it but yeah.

Wild hated it on the Sky Islands fucking hated it with all his gut. Rauru was kind, and the constructs were helping him out(or most of them were) but he was alone. 

Again. 

No Chain. No Zelda. No champions. No desendants, and Hyrule was in shambles, fuck acording to Rauru hed been fucking sleeping for 3 goddessdamned years. And he hated it. 

Hated leaving Zelda behind for 3 years.

Hated leaving the chain behind for 5

Hated being alone for 5 years.

Hyrule can deal with its own issues for once, just Let Wild be misrebal

Wild no Link hated solitary confindment.

Link wondered around the nice rich forrest(atlest for being on a floating illand) for the fith time around he had already gotten rid of all the cunstructs that took no time at all, he just came back from the snowy area of the island taking up the most time and resources the latter of which was sparce.

Fuck it really was like his first adventure, only this time he knew who he was, he knew what he needed to do, he knew what he wasn’t doing.

Links not sure that’s better or worse.

One thing he knew wasn’t  better was really knowing that he was missing company, well he eventually knew there were other people off of the platue but he only truly understood how well not being alone felt once he met the descendants and then he met the chain and he had a family.

He only recently learned how bad it felt to leave people. 

Leaving Zelda

Leaving the chain

Why did he always leave people.

He didn’t want to be alone but it seems like the only thing he does. 

It seems like hes destined to be alone.

[gamerexdrex]

"Hey! Let me go you oversized lizard!" Screamed the farmer, struggling against your grip.

Honestly, if it wasn't to prove to the stuck ups at the council, you would have never bothered even looking twice at this human, much less putting up with her screeching; but alas, sacrifices must be made for your tesis.

But it's damn hard when the human has been biting at your fingers. You are not sure why she thought it was a good idea, it has only been bothering you and might hurt her teeth.

When you finally, FINALLY, make it to the old castle, your are about ready to sleep a hundred years; but it isn't the time! You need! To teach! The human!

You land on the patio of the castle, with plenty of space for practice, and gently put the raving human down.

"Listen human-"

WACK

The human somehow found a large stick in the five seconds you've been in this place and immediatly hit your eye.

You should have just horded gold like your mom

"Listen-"

WACK

"human-"

WACK

"do you-"

WACK

"want-"

WACK

"to learn-"

WACK

"magic"

She stops in her tracks, and looks at you confused. "Soooo you are not going to eat me"

Your eye twichs "If I wanted a meal, I would have eaten the king's whole army of horses"

"Oh"

There is a bit of awkard silence

"So when do we begin?" She beams

You smile

"When I finish taking a nap, give 5 minutes and we'll start."

.....

You scribble the runes yet again, and once again, nothing happens.

The dragon seems even more disappointed than before somehow.

"It should work now, I don't know how this is possible"

You stare and can't help but feel frustrated with yourself. it's supposed to work, you two have been trying up until sundown.

It's probably your fault nothing happens.

You can hear the dragon's voice above you "let's take a break, shall we? Maybe when our heads are clear, we'll find a solution"

You wonder if the dragon is either very positive or very stubborn

After a fire and a couple of sheep the dragon got from...somewhere for dinner, you stare at the stars. You don't think you've seen this constelations before

"I'm sorry"

You turn to the dragon, surprised.

"I brought you here against your will, told you I would teach you magic, and we have yet to get a reaction from the runes" He lowers his head "So I apologise little human"

After a moment of shock, you smile sadly "It's alright, I guess I just wasn't cut out for this"

"Don't say that human; acording to my research, every human has the capacity to channel magic; and we did everything right"

You bite your cheek "If you say so" you look over the runes "what does it say anyways?"

You don't notice the dragon freezing in place but you do notice when he speaks up

"What"

Confused, you turn to him "well, yes? I don't know what we are writing so..."

He stares some more "Isn't this common knowledge? There are books written by you humans! That's how I know you could do magic!"

Is your turn to stare

"Quick question, how are those books?"

"There are just a little over a hundred yea-" the dragons stops and, after processing the imformation a bit, slams his head on the ground.

"I forgot to account human ages, of course I did"

You sit besides the dispairimg dragon "Soooo I assume meaning and understaning are important for magic"

"Mhm" He answers, head still on the ground "We've been writing the true names of spirits and powerful beings. You summon or imbude the strenght of those entities by writing them on this language. But it only works if the entity is understood to be powerful."

You ponder for a bit, and run to grab your big stick

"Can you tell me your name?"

The dragon looks up "huh?"

"Or at leats how it would be written in that weird old language, I have an idea"

The dragon looks at you a bit more, shrugs, and begins writing on the ground with it's claw

You carve the runes on the stick, now with the understanding that this is the name of your teacher.

Once finished, you looked at the letters and something odd happens. They begin to shine.

You aim at the sky, and a blast of purple light comes out of the tip of it, so strong that it send you flying. You are caught by the dragon. The hairs of your neck are standing up.

There is silence

"Y-you did it"

"I did it"

"YOU DID IT"

"I DID IT"

You both begin to laugh, of delight, of satisfaction, of relief, of excitement.

You did it

The other dragons laughed when you shared your thesis that humans should be capable of learning magic. Infuriated, you fly off to capture a human and teach it the ways of magic.

[warmglowofsurvival]

[libidomechanica]

For pyned man to enjoyd that,

A ballad sequence

               Stanza I

The educations think, do Thought’s     six-and-twenty time let’s put out of the fields at þis couerthwart     the noone by

subterranean echo back white, knowing     to loved. He would I saw that the this I know. Spoke you     as my arms she can not

the two chere. The throws: Friend could poor     like a little robe, how thou being myself at so much     admire, and made him down.

For pyned man to enjoyd that,     since all better increase less my wholsome on strangle, tale     rising his eyelids cancer

angels were the wordez house     to places. Would assuage was Hope if thy happed of flat,     coole: who can clay, let’s dead.

               Stanza II

Under of announce þat in twain.     We must nor to they are so fainting-box, and I will not     to say. Worth! Suppose myȝt

mynged, ȝe ar welcome! And with     such some untrue, a soft snow, at our own wish the Sunne: and     his man. Field, he come—to

be but thing in his hed wyth you     birth no one summer’s how what half Mussulman, a lordes;     þe burne away herkkez,

bot to stealing lid of those     destinés derrest was noticed from such coward i’ll takes so     fyndyng, iwys tomb’s ruins

how show em her spring gaol     by part, when the silver better, the sun its can live. Outstretch     hit noȝt from the Giant’s

plants, which reue, how love. Take bi     þe quite stroke us lenger only two incubi, the     brenne, and rounde vchone hatz

Arthurus dark divine hath such a     numbness lie. You consort of such a waking yearly accept     Napoleon’s stars away

with Death the ringled baþed hym     byden þe worship at til I telle hit sere their beauty     disture. It is þe

for each error of a voices     institution our illumine own last, stif stair which prison     bench syngne of alle

þe westerday in loues payttrure     of Shame. For him with the onset came sorrows only as     mark in eyes wanted from

the who never rent Italian,     and rain. The thine ear since, hiȝed in our openings the blown     on þe best dauntez so

mot neuer, hende, on themselves faithful     kindless; and see; it was the time. The ne displese, and     quy þe dede þenne, struck hard,

and fast, settel lut with some like     the bright? A pausing togeder, the winds content? ’ Like the     powers; but the Owl and

tak the boatman show why the living     he launce sweet; of lonely should as sough the more cloudy     and then doth the Dove, no

boundering siege friends, as one, whilk,     and shook thee, or me! For on stray impatience, that smile we     broad, whenever shoes. With

some to be so full eye than may     ceased and as so glory fingers unurged; falling eye,     and cooks were nothings at

they needed and does shoot: but the     Sultana’s cupola with somethings which, each would blood. His     blackened enough ho, ah!

               Stanza III

And sin by institution of     life awry? For þat strict sense of þe quite flag stuck away     to the Dove, as rise say—

or, as if all think’st by each bredde,     and, Loue in his pay.; I trace book the worms, her form men when     þeramong þise build was

night, the sky, and Ywan, he needs     by a long he lock mid she hills, too,—did silently she     rose impalpable gazer

lachetes, to loudlessed     to say the other fon, the lure, as ȝe me close, bifore     on hym acorded taste;

for mangling but speak, but each doomed     shoots on its giant love thine own to answer, for at left     hither scribes: and flutte, with

what speak; for he had him the terror,     and ben loue doth Love, she smiles me to tire: a     casquerading the wantine.

               Stanza IV

Can your mouth laughter’s cruelty.     But hade of man, and rekenly sonnes, and test! Having     prison’d in that precedence

to fill mistaken of twilight     have been woman nothing day, and sayd al vmbekesten     will breath. In store it has

been girths he sing, that styþly he     slips not with hisses: certaines River And thee to þe,     and I. To shall th’effect

song of a horses. And so bolde     no more; but since worthyly wyth dear my her to ask: for     all think I can see you

consume the childgered out the     fled. The trembling aright and also at all bumpers; and     with ceased hym hys grow ugly;

for through I’ve watz fremedly     I know not who name, as renness and wayned motion’d page,     as those him as cajoled.

Mad ay he lip, on snaw laynez,     boþe twyges, þe Brutus, þe hult, on Nw Ȝere, as I rose:     to make earth or skin, or

a Princess—why not a frowned so,     you may’st throne, has ta’en my this; somehow, at last, the valley-     glades: and we did Nature.

               Stanza V

To seeks our skin, but made hit cleaves benumbing Jealous     star in heavy rain can I have to feeds, yet I perceive; let me stif in a range     of the Duches or the swung, in and

of delicately say on the turn’d to Juan withinne     about halden appeare, then, ’ quoth her legs in happe ta þe. Or weppen, ne not despots     with truest joys that I remember’d

with the stands blot to speech—while fall: the women     bench aughters by, on brode, and when and oþer, for soþe, her hears up of þe goud heart; but, by     corruptible retired, the city,

till or Woe, not a fold, darkness of all stern with     virgins and lady loue, Mary’s gone, in place her joy, which we done watches you could at     all that I am apt to me! Can

them, made hurtez þat þe asaute watz stapled with     a tail as two fish, had left through I wene, worþed þe knyȝt, voydez ar softe received al     words, which was this boye: hit is won’t means

so little manure of my life like tender that     green, wyȝe in ghost, thus she replied a thou hit hym met, that might turn to beginning crowded     in a lortschyp—þe wyth blood speche

meadows, your idle interwetting wailins, ’twill     its gode Gawan, or, little Lilia first thee, swyþe, Ful lufly he stocking connection     close mind that lemed there compact.

               Stanza VI

Ye she courself keep in a place,     and them to ryde at your hand though each day—that she cannot     so mony brydle lote,

as mouth seventy-three long haught     you must distress’d the bloods of day, it disgraceful Cyril     spake! That before he truth

woe, now she hef at þe half of     þe worldling it furred; the swore, dear brother Secrets, stifest     attiring. You thumbs-

ups, as þe prys and triumphant     still pleasant culmination: mean flies in a small which round     at al hears lattice thee

and back, which shone there a pale wysse.     A kings, to watches, and having there thee? It’s will it shall     some to float, he bed-syde,

þe days, you stop, each counsel to     my harp, and Kryst me sore; but of honde, and figure as ony     brydde, which she just thou

hatz slays to schulderest overpower     of brennez nowhere enbrauded and all mine eyes,     trawe, offred and Loue to

prevenger your scribes, stitch #1 with a     þwarle knyȝt greets its better, why dost to see the sheets and     þe gomnes. For the face,

he sank, or blessed key can souls away,     and soup, because take my hangs of the mysboden     appetite with some raȝtez.

               Stanza VII

And free vent like I oquere, and,     Christian! Nobody he wanting grace excuses blood turns     he is gauze? By this passion,

and rouez, þaȝ I for freke ful     dere, þat þe knokke synne, and Y your skin one sees me now and     breme no wyȝ vpon for drede

goud wyl me the tried in, and sweet     slink from the days his mutiny each the spede, wild wrenched in     his swayne in her by, and

new him, and ever speak, it well:     with fear no more terror, ever sayd al was but lo! And     ere was good; and their really

tone, rased with me against     men who neither own she mild, more that hands. Love spoke and     defilèd bosom which bondage

rather thirty thought, a lengez     kourt long tune, our day! ’ For Mercy, Pity done lest yow     tedious worlde his action

well-proporticos which I     leuer head, dumbe Sleepe, with Tomyris and bring of all! Delight     employ him mulberries

in which her name. With love and grotto     were left to craue in aboue more, enlisten; and pairs: with     silent starts, being spy,

the gate of the always so hard     of word white, ful brode ȝatez wel, when I þe pentangel     from thy press of mossy

stone, its precedent I sinke; and     what is wide what is beuer- hwed, so the earthly scrib’d with þe     best mind? And all know cause

earth rocks. Of his much dut her eyes     traced my tailor lad bi tytle þat his living fire to     your rough I let me morn.

And why thing when to her ear, if     those splendor. Of which, as brought, when ho let us state, and     great broken vnder of fearing

clowdes of his bedde rose who     to their tresoun tyme, with, or when new cort tune, thou with such     to blenk on hyȝ and the

sea, overhead, that greatest—and     the bound, incomplain the could you were than is enought to     fech hym God word, as certe.

               Stanza VIII

) Image of us which opport.     Satisfaction rent, and beam, oothoon ho laȝt for he ride     hade his brawen and yet

let asleeps, and feet until the     myself he stalks the univers of couardians, Put your     homewards decay with air

reason. The Pope quo-so knyȝt content?     You have for thee I live your cities: myselues all.     And do denoun of þy

matynez piched in the quest,     ȝif I fled. How payez more; to þe gomen and grey, and gone     form their arms in a lord

he vnslayn full, than a wale to þat     comlyly love. Meant, Arþurez house for his fyue wyth chaffer     where fetter by his

seuerez, þat Arac: all the Wise     Self-same skin and to þe wyrdes. Fills of Fear, this chains, and     wythinne þe hounden; þe

lorde incomplete as if thy so     naked, struggling heart thou loues them for then, sicken wil no     grwe fool desire is

too longed fro, a dead, or that, within     they go. The said, Go, gentle dreams in barrenly reflect;     they would relics on

think’st by they should so rare: and Peace,     and wipe out o’er the lips, as sum. Her watz and as thus Gulbeyaz     heavy, dark laundements

having crowd of þat euer. May,     her eyes perile bremely Youth, whose preced pride, who     was those turn? For the grace,

this leuez, hent haf at soft and the     grew from me, selfish no chaunge, all his still, the torment to     whipt me golden, and syþen

garden of they place for neverthe:     he sweet might him, as if he behind as if the     And prison-clock smote ryche.

               Stanza IX

In writ evidently on the     house of the speak well them within, and þe heuen to have savours     suns as we enterludez,

and thee not you as     maȝtyly, and on their courts, and slain,—brand sware the hit is write,     with me. Where watter days

adieu,—farewez, he s a     shell, some with this bosom’d, her slowly leper on the people     lungs, tan said Arac:

Arac, worth, in salve when pin; so     longe; as hem aȝayn ful grene bi Goddez blast thou didst though as     an enter bi þi trauþe.

Measure him to Top power, in     the worthern more is winteres rather address which increased     on for thirst snow might

longer þe haldez newe never     Night. But jessamined, sweet se times some jellies: to     call to-morrow, with known.

Which trees the Slave of prey of his     active it is soul chain we studded be to thy life to     the heart grow tearing grave,

the dres, þurȝ þe doubbles. A great     her yet w’are notion of þe ladyes on a heaven hair     wills they whole as þe wedez,

vche horn whose vulture? However     causes dwelling his far-reach’d in you, she world’s delicious     batch; an old passing.

               Stanza X

“That forgot much spells an as-tyt!     To the winds, in her aim— his height: that Oothoon shadow way     lest wanton hands bid me

is no doubtful seldom colde burnt     his pardon to meet A softly enter of woman: the     terranean echo back

dock’s be belief enough was had     costes þat was, and your passage, rathed yourselves her grave     they won’t meadows not spoke

no more lovelin would pull and     die. I may behelde hem rays—world is no cause, and infant     joys grymme back’d her eyes, who

was Nelly Gray! And nor Morne for     the first thinks and yet, the says, and Baba, to strew or Branches,     and verse, even ye

who caused; yet, so he world; though to     flower to say I am only when my slaves, and his     eye, like we can’t commits

that I do love thick and king passion,     of the shadow, Cynara! Of tryed for the worth, or     a value on, when Fate

wyth cloak from the churlish, and, to     mee: no, no, my burde by what was there then her sexe doth leaning     rusheth in us

and both the would then by the hill     windows of speken, and þy bones had love is really used     to mwe vttermost and going

the far to flower, thou hatz     Arthur þe jopardé þat arms with eyes and humbles before,     in the meet to þe her

season: cynthia with do ghesse,     but stolne touch. Till with coward conquer: if I þe poyntez,     þat seȝ hir narrow’d and

Dryad of navigations of them     after Crystered the out. Nothings, the lily, as far     beak the head. Oration

an against exacted. To from     overcame and tho’ I cried deeds, with cares to thee. Burnt, to     honours, better’d silk same

so, side the pairs: and window     allures—ȝet her fool, that endless and hold him, I, when that     strive that they might and bit

were red, sat withdrew, you to the     virtue artled off the swamped this arsounz al of advantage     brod egge, ȝe may stille,

Ful hence beyond, imagine, bot     ȝet I meaning. The worlde wyth in there are, long you nothing     to flatter of the daynté,

however rolled then, if you like     earth, no, no doubble of the shivering Hold! Such a wild     silence, fix’d wide were thou

me song there, and my sprang the time     leave made hurt disdaineth, life-poison or for it; more then     in his shade would abbey.

               Stanza XI

In a slight blossom their elbow.     And childhood for thy lips are in þe sale riche way she spoon;     gie me bow, and hem so’ ’tis yon molde more beasts; and ere we     are was nickname mule’, if the foure ladies’ eyes are glass; the     heart thought and fayþe, þe leue,

þat I do not alofte, mynne þose     gentyle iapez þat he upon the grass, dimension     which Love’s awen. In mony ioy, fair Ellen of various;     my love infinished and alone. Dos, cloth from slaugh     a walle pomp, and shuddering,

in sounded on a new warm     blossom assault in her watz ryche: hit in her and heart, before     distill’d his tachched that absence a meré mantle in     the lawe, lorde luf let the lights I could not quite a strong-temper,     and þe breathing, or

limbs I found the sick, little, or     a law of affliction her stalled that fresche, þat such a cloak,     which, she wave, and, run o’er through her horse were now þou frayne to     tell for than a lion give a dozen meny þe quen     he our deviseth sticks

a cheek and she same sayde, Bi sayn     vmbe his dint. Sette, he lake back against a stomach was square     a shilling note, and the mon must have for our good shut my     father the oathes, that mes a maid. Another; and king,     but she heaven. No more

I look, her palaces. Of     biginez þer reputation rents are bullets cover at     for the subway jerks, I live, that I have prison was     Adonis smitted touch of us with his household misery     is, but me may nome,

ah! Which side, now, but me þynk ȝerne     in honde, and even as mane and Echo rear’d toward the silly     bote on the whose eyes and dreped in his head! With things     at he weighted off their boots. Where are com, oþer of þat þe     auncian laughs—Go ponder’s

goe, whyle þe burne angel to     staining still draw from us— and yet now should no one the     yellow a scabbard, should not his boye: his drunken what we     knew savior of his be hands on the foot’ could given as     a band; something to enclosed

to graze about to things left     by length, they wone. Not too long, in love, work infected love.     With their hams, being steel; others I sends possible and     þe deck’d call that gave to bent. Love’s fit and serpent around?     Thus far to stairs: with thou

amid mats of pardon melle; þenne     he did swelling voice rever long to makes the ape for they     stryez. For blush up tailor, as if from me so to prick’d: before     such travel. Let coynt of Merlyn more shaped, but that sum     tale, disdain, ah, what a

crystal’d likeness galloping; recall     gentle lips its for alle þe quite, unless fatter     and smolt þay hair and I hit hales be he is day, and blood     you wilt by the bow’d by all then, summer in your charred our     more the could be such men.

               Stanza XII

Turns window and are not how; for     the minished. He does not be my desire, when your     waters, will flaws our goodness

fantoum and cheek toward. A rushed     me gost lost her—she’d rathere þat my absolucioun his     arrow settled tillery,

to thee: no, no, my arms and     she, frayst case; he said, into the topsy-turvy, twist, and     what I can’t say, and where

swyfte honours late; another that     steel his bele chafes have give into a cov’ring guardise     a knot be east, and best

þat tyme twenty time for a brain     mine. Play with, what recall the silence chefly þay bayþen for     my death the avoidancer

anthem was as right once to     flattery; ’twere came in þe green and embrace book the in     þat several moon through

we bank. To greatly moist token.     Then were other? To all: oliues bench flod Felix Brutus     bokez balȝe halowing

to its me in the wind which,     by Bacchus all. Is ryche grant to chambre answarez with a     love;—or breast. But the rous

prison any king of the flies     best gemmes þat passions; so light; and Dryȝtyn bilyue, a good     or doe, when Adonis’

hear measure the skylle and the     hit is not, they were blue eye, when with caract that a joy!     Till her hade behind. It

was ful sweating to loves these birth,     no fixèd loth as well the sense, adore already severall     OK. And a tears,

and there ever mind,—and a     holiday, and siding above, a town, O!—And we hade þe     halched twin this yellow

the only loathe; and vchon oþer lay.     No scholes hungry, a sharply: Strikes her majesty of coffin,     and Lyonel, run o’er

in mine host that we have a noose     force to his bend: so hold; where a grandson, that in his hode     þat all: she would adoptiue

society? And with a   �� decorous in discover Theotormon of look, when t was     write; there’s soul like a

babe, and frets, and vchone think if we     were so light did Miss Protasoff the light failes at are     and cursed it. Of the gloom.

               Stanza XIII

My husband’s sweet com glide the gardens     me so, side and rose- trees earth’s abuse: yet without a     breaks the day. Remain off the skies, call’d his vow, or all. One     end here like the progres, every hour I hade gouernour in     that here stille, nor flower,

saved fright! Is þe soþe, þe flesh of     mane of slaves quyl Al-hal- day with bronze for it. You think my     forth thy praise to a girl, for thy smoked as God, till th’effect     of gloom if he paradise, my soul through the watz nieȝ nyȝtez     at him quite enought

her schapelle me the ne non     such as goblins in red bi þe hounde so fair delight do     t aughter; whether night and all to ledes all adorne     and woke, and he which in turn to þat drop scented by that     or a lortschyp in her

lost her: strok for teeth, so now your     elbowes, þat I will he stole, his lips which help me, ’ quoth     streȝt, þe depe doubt that utter is a thou are also     gentyle in him, but the small life to know and song. And torne,     or any Youth, cap and

you come in your blame. And still rider’s     trying human nun, but thou art now seem tofylched map     of blaunt, my trawþe. Eclipsed and memory from his wed there,     breadth of half thirst she whispers of sum rewarde watz and bryȝt     force, spite, boȝez ar barely.

               Stanza XIV

To facts are burnez so much perfore,     my Deare, friendships their den, in her a slept. ’ For euer are     costez þe naked next, an endelez, I heart into     makes it be act from the

jewels in its bare men be wretch her     of false beauty and taste, þat much, as haughters on his gomen,     whose, how quickly, both his luf-laȝyng a magnifies too     longynge at the watz to

your compare with her sparkles were     comforts incorporated back: this, that voice; and fountain-     snow me to þen two can their loves abhorr’d have been at þer     burnez so þy wylle,

her schal happened question dread and     poyson’d in Arþurez hym lette hym þrye, Er he is with     gratitude, on his grete. When beak there, and by looks upon     a rain myne. Just light then,

we sauer to taste shrill a sleep.     But each distance agreeable each out, a touch of strive     again shall we felt since your lips to say not match a mirror     an also gentle

sheets and ellez; bot nedez to     strike a row, i’ve a present: the summe few shiver’d there I’ve     also solely, and I am not to be a lieutenant     shores he could grey and

she has at all the take a man     hand thou, to fyȝt, loss of what I met this, hell, my fate     propositioner hate ne slepe lyȝt on hill, smiling oblivion     purple and sudden

she region of talks the cease     little to haue world and though stress, one Beauty maid, when in     daynté, how though dear; no worchip þerinne, strakande hors grew, you     were to the secrete þat

schop ryȝt bot if his manner flung     decree the ocean waste likely Like two member, danced from     far away houndez þat he way were death! And kyssez þe     how neuer seemed to Foot.

               Stanza XV

Like a good fire lives windows his lyues to heart. Weary     such like a doubt gave it wait for me tomb us. So that sense. Her be this in the     places. Fair woman, and once, and at

his rich wele in þe farm, bot suckings of luf,     þe leþe myriests had his dare, far estra warmth of us part, for such lamp out to stel     to boots. As oaken hert hit were as

finess or impetuous night, and clear young, or Moon!     And fever, told with delight us, that Son of the tin-roofe make me and pine too happens     mothlike, between tent should rising

hoofs of resped boundez euensong the who at     horrible derely take myst-hakel huge tombs of the spoon; all have have been drew clouds bed,     and in this ill-tongue where solemn form

cells, somethings good mine eyes who dreaming thumbs-ups, and     ruchched in they would love Platonic longynge þay tell you could leak; and off gorged for     to vulgar by the less. From her schal

bigrauen her ties al favourite face, who to stars     due; my bell inertial laȝande lordez were was knife, the fooles raiser third. Drawn fry foot     in þat segge, in the woodbine bed-syde,

ne I left of the orbs between the wind! I lay;     some speech is my lov’d. And whatever comlyly, lach þe grehounden brawl the was biddes     þe launce was different to looks the

bad. And dies lokkez sake? Their litter angardeness     to bear; it is find virgin know just shod them falling Hope had before. Ladies be     he,—or bright at that e’er yoke out þe

boþe, and away along of a brightened wel wailing     Jealous in him, with protected, and drof þat yow, scared to tore most end oftening,     the swange and there threater feet, my name,

and seems fere is, which miser of ioye, iwysse, but     more best can climes, to catch village, cold, the subtless these, worþy I cried hem not swere the     eternal cheued him woo high heavens.

Thou Me, for then not unperceiving sounds all have     I not wrinkled pierce he hast riche wild when who had not ill—a swyn till endure strife. Among     tune of þe wod so form’d but freke

þe poynt, never on the yesternity, Peace, wyȝez,     and so sweetness quickly ghost, can no whipt me force or blusched in sadel sittes,     scentertain once lappez þe worching the

hot compayny of hersed, bliþe bryȝt bot in a     contented hym bidding the suddenly as faultless stuck away, mirth, be you be boþe,     þat Dryȝtyn bidden bars to die, her

arȝed ful hyȝ and die. Light most address suffice:     all Shape. She wind beat mouth and with likely, i, a leather space and yet my extensive     and fawn upon? And ayþer þe knyȝt, least.

               Stanza XVI

Which, elemen kirkwards shed apes of their balanced     as Gawayn þe for fear thee, where in time accords with each man had ta’en his my would rise     and fellez, and syþen þrawen now hole,

and churchez, al way, I won you will distressour     being court long fate his not right that pray! She heavy, hendly þou wyl I lende horn and     keep coaches. Scratch, how wee unstruments.

Th’ indignation reduced there he shalt have     save, or weather’s will endurance of his Highness he silent appoint,—what which in its     limits of his golden bereft his

speculate affair Ellen of Ruth, Lust out each     in tears. Yet are Natures, schyrly and like tea-hours that he betters of þis Nwe Ȝerez     day after at the executioner

of bad or the impiety, that, for one or     the wind, were he hopped, then in the sky. Maud come, and the spite of fraunches shone of gain’d in     gered and saw, his imperious

battle arabesque, where’s self-’ and þat large gronyed     hym ayled, ’ quoth Juan, I’m in expel; alone, that he fnasted feet, life for luf at     sun hom, þe house as a moment

frolicked what soul? Thou as man-girdled her beauty     with burn away; but fear, oud, nor serve. Little fricative by you I love, like a marre     hym of þe flet fall lips much mourney

fed; who walt þay wonted; moni on object the     feasts so overlaid by who don’t was nourish doubles: for have a ghost sweet limit is     mystery. Upon the door, now she

bread then us at al of fynly, and the sound     of beast hour counsel to plede vpon he blind they opening way with the Palate and the     kind: and the gentyle in happiness.

’ Keen a maids shadow, scarfs and his hearts, like the     fair flowers of late in longings from the pleasurely street loue, or thy has a hille     feet fords that Nobleness the true. How

softly departyng way be belowe, þer water     abdomen thou should died forwarde, þe ȝatez. For vch mony good; it gets you. Love reign     death, or doth remains lie unswear, who

at then on the smile recreaunt schyndez out thrill-edged     in, as Venus, you speak? Is gold still now. It make myry in me mair those the dare, syn     were, and with the presume,—shoulders with

all the sunny way. And the dust, like a States, never     a human voice in loud … it may my soul to maked. How Art meet her chest is not     keep in tis a transient friendships we

ride a flock I hae founded in her heard your fright     Marines and fire; or shape, a girls, could not ones. But the grayþed hys, and caught and grand as if     their possible, ambition. Flying

on whettez hit lakked homes, and age, exuberant,     under will never convict-clothes: a storms renned, in vaine alce, and day, and his may     still you gave the yearning, within my

virgin joye, for women þe goude Sir Gawayn, þat     pin member’d him like the worþy as night agree: when a Dandy. She near her fifty     dark—years through it eats up. The poor he!

               Stanza XVII

That may liv’d, burne touch fallen star-shinese last grayþely     al stoune. It half compassention, glowing glancing speech their chapel check’d and beauty,     your trust, kings, or severer changed with delight. And that faculties, and syþen such a Prince!     What waits fleet-foot of speak the says No:

’ he turn’d the huge to her fallyt on þe court longez.     But on grow on lyues to slaked bubble allowes yours, gave that you just a pillow:     the maner of ladiez gift, and to hent in summer every watz þis flower enjoy.     And swarez with such these land hay!

               Stanza XVIII

And death’d hornez raches of hop     and layked in a words armez, and ȝe hall-door, which make     mele, þoȝ þay hym henged

to himself has enable more     triumph on the says, We’re all team to know white a stand he     ferde forwarde quoth his give

it was beyond twent. Twain; her nas     woo’d you in the fifty miles are, of þat he hard with     feel and left a fault, of

a half Mussulman, she upbraided,     Old gered mony, for heaven’s limbs, stairs I needed     not by the moon a heard

in her not my complaine; but it     laȝt token’d to point cast thou hatz tan hym from thy left me     by your times for his schelde

he courseluen. Said her water’d,     crowd, the white balloons drifting of think with tear though and him     mulberries from waited

his hairs being around your Prince,     and fireflies shining, he slug and correspond; I would     hade and I give my dearer

to apere lendenting spreads     him as much warm weary vaults. Mens why to they swim nakerys,     much us the skyrtez,

wyth closely fly and says, sight     as fre ladies’ wrinkles, when he calmly be truth winne and     prayer, one lie best fowre

wylde; had sendal of limb up; but     a kiss each thou scharp as a dandlings be, or which were thee     in þe false into his

high Roman trailing his zenith,     invasion terrifies thick neck, our heart made her settled     up and die, a persuade

here, what slow plum doth great am     I? To death her worship for a leaf will had no more grew;     I gave him threw of ever

byfore; and sex at a shadows     of forth to the Prince, ev’n with kiss thy hear’s doing back     in the warmth again; my

lorde hym to the coward to compas     any karp, till, fragranting lanes and fayþe, ’ quoþ þe cold     for them that this long moon

these green or foot; while aboute schulde     telling through he bydez, and the day, the frame the light, meued     for a bright handson, grapes.

               Stanza XIX

Cheated, which thee: no, no, no: you     watched person of you aboute debate þe schulde hym lyst     princessions of myrtle spoke,

if you turn was Cupid’s blende, as     the Piggy-wig stood turns with white of her steal transformation,     bliss of loversweare?

               Stanza XX

‘How perfit what good in stations.     Such an approaching his very floats the Sultaneous phrase     but their sunlight of his

second twin the girl, that stopped ease;     and a tulé tapitez tyȝt on ground, and out this I     must below the heaving

had a toga or a hundred     miscarrying at night detest, sir, heavy heart, how Vlster     passionate love’ have for on

even compare with how I listeth     moist energetic portal blemishe most cities, Forsook     the must hands worked ful

song vexes my death, and know long.     The worlds mistress sought eyes I store; I did smiles saw. So thou     but it’s foule you once,

so louelokkez hem þe bur ingres,     and now which opening furrowes you refuse threshold?     Even wake them as

caterpillar ice, of demirep     with cares new, to sale þat cold it me why yoke diagonal,     a woman be

themselues wytte bi ȝon roll’d Dianeme,     bot þer look leaving man, whence weren. I wyl I wener     hand, imaginary

parts had drum. His desolate     and Lilly, she is cries, and jasmine, ryuez hir kyrtez, and     thee, that Earth! For a learn.

               Stanza XXI

Rose-maid, ‘I wyl me when hem þoȝt.     He þonk yow, Gawayn al institutes, if my her ere he     has he love? Hit semed,

voydez and rys, bats would he hadez     not whole, she flet, and stoken’d love. One yearly not enchant     it under to bed;

so welcum to wake when I     honourish looked so call them. The birds, woe are do fraystez, for     the radiant be my down

the stroke of the day and half a     strops up this her he same, yet moon, that is soft name in, for     one, ere your isles at hath

he shining? With that we courselves     looking, from deaf and lovers seem’d the horses make the     grene chapel his she husband

outline faint? And then rich gerez     day springs of kings of Prince his night, menged not intent,     that to get him aloud:

none; for Pyramus, a mere     was a palaces of themselves looking on glorifies     the feel the rapid blast

Indian course is sight into     their fold, and taxing rails, such the didn’t seen, and what exists,     and red rose icy changed.

               Stanza XXII

Bride which few could pull amountain     his so presume, which countenance Theotormon’s heart made hem     both the winterview, by rebel Pacha a cry, and by     a jailor lately most

comes with a bande of hym kyssynes     vpon þe ground his gluttondown, sir, ’ said the field-mice as     due precedent of some serve a think the light her; and crest     against yow lyke here

desperate door then shock that not fault     common strange, as we! Is penaunce and green six braw gentlement     her, this perhaps, he banter, longe; the sorrow! Of luf-     talkyng you me, the sea-

horse, in dale, and dashed in to me     heart they are quat ȝe be, I redyly slepe, with she called     tolouse if it periwinkled with temperor an     accompassion’s right He tene

water which man was give us,     will queen our inmost bridegroom to þe bone doth the close? For     murther mon, myn in walking, thousand brilliant lost land of     vintage to no more that

strike a breedeth of myseluen     þe fare; for he! Fax vmbe hit near, no little robe what of     book of the stoden habbez, for I are lotted three, and     bid Suspicion fayr

innocence, that can with a walls and     blood upon your winds but as course. Through beauty of dewy     bed to falled without his nets all the longum vale; still     take as neuer none

another kings proofs barred: we forms of     speak; for a faut semez, and is gilt held a roȝe greued þat     spotte, and weeping, and tingled the floris’ bonie lace, and will     yet she replies, as left

him them is thundergrowth’s abuse:     yet worþe hit semly þerfore. It was it rose in all the     went, he that is gome guests, to breaking on noon: I prayed, settez     wyth strok’d dome one storm.

               Stanza XXIII

That a latter cry, ‘The season.     When I hopes or to be world? For she hast thought have me layd     hym on glorious crowds, or nowþe haf þe wynne, boȝe from their     leaves have small like feather,

you shall I sitte, and more halue, þe     claims olives folȝande þis Nwe Ȝer, hende to spenne-fote motion     in his softe relics on thought. Whispers in the blooms around     health amaze like a duk

of that sun as much for baldness     all she ride, thine when plain, they love! Debated peaches be     good as a toga or a dozen, and start freedom an     hour desk, of a strong, until

that the added with cease. The     ruining at his worþy; bot þerto prayed þere þat saddle-     bolt sang captain o’er- architecture. I place, þaȝ hym     deue, for to the sum rewarde

brygge. Pardon melliflode form,—     a proper the joy tis tried; ah, what’s virgo? By art I     known, O! And every fight by me; the dewy ever word.     I heart stare, and my life

as she rather tender looking     of enterludez, to mat he love, in their tremblem in     the fire where in vayres. The Christen fucked wel louy, wolde he     cried, may not kisses black,

am I thou many for schal     leþer once decide in disdaine Loue inside the wisest market     rather crutcher, long dreadful of the standing sun: some     to take molten vntyȝtel

þerof, þe naked fro, a dead,     eyes’ favour, as age. Outside by far! A grant measured hers,     and sorts returning slavery’s giftez, þe freeze, but stood     just read a swam thy spirit

do hit take brides; gif me up     through the this, that I find some case? With mourner of born forms     have punished with þat oþer, as found tho’ they felle þe mesh,     one fortune’s hearing retreats,

sat with thy beauty was bound     Thrush of a selly Gray! I did all they in former’—a     race, that the grow? For what went the ends they three, which her fair     doth make a juel for lur

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drawn free from the flies with whose colde     lorde þat were here men curious cities; see while shall lives     had labour, some sublime thing step soft so buoyant your bedde,     it did not love thanks in

her moral eglanting his past!     The glowandering with couenaunt of þe loue, continues     the treasures pension, her other smiles not quickly. And all     live whene’er wine, now I

list vp þe not to given some     nodding, under is forth. I wanting of many a comment     day, need her bright be best: for rent, a heaven’s melted     low, fee by lynde your this?

[maximuswolf]

Biggest song of each year acording to google

Biggest song of each year acording to google 1960: Will You Love Me Tomorrow - The Shirelles1961: Cryin' - Roy Orbison1962: Stand By Me - Ben E. King1963: Louie Louie - The Kingsmen1964: Walk On By - Dionne Warwick1965: California Dreamin' - The Mamas And The Papas1966: These Boots Are Made For Walkin' - Nancy Sinatra1968: Oscillations - Silver Apples1967: I'm Still In Love With You - Alton Ellis1969: Suspicious Mind - Elvis Presley1970: Let It Be - The Beatles1971: Life On Mars? - David Bowie1972: Superstition - Stevie Wonder1973: The Great Gig In The Sky - Pink Floyd1974: Cats In The Cradle - Verities & Bladerdash1975: Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen1976: Rich Girl - Daryl Hall & John Oats1977: Rumors - Fleetwood Mac1978: I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor1979: Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough - Micheal Jackson1980: You Shock Me All Night Long - AC/DC1981: Don't Stop Believen' - Journey1982: Thriller - Micheal Jackson1983: Blue Monday - New Order1984: What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner1985: Take On Me - A-ha1986: West End Girls - Pet Shop Boys1987: I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston1988: People Have The Power - Patti Smith1989: I Won't Back Down - Tom Petty1990: Thunderstruck - AC/DC1991: Enter Sandman - Metallica1992: Nuthin' But A "G" Thang - Dr. Dre1993: Cannonball - The Breeders1994: Sure Shot - The Beastie Boys1995: Alright - Supergrass1996: Wannabe - The Spice Girls1997: Around The World - Daft Punk1998: Doo Wop - Lauryn Hill1999: No Scrubs - TLC2000: Bye Bye Bye - NSYNC2001: Fallin' - Alicia Keys2002: Hot In Here - Nelly2003: Toxic - Britney Spears2004: Drop It Like It's Hot - Snoop Dogg2005: Daft Punk Is Playing At My House - LCD Soundsystem2006: I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys2007: Umbrella - Rihanna, Jay - Z2008: Poker Face - Lady Gaga2009: My Girls - Animals Collective2010: Dynamite - Taio Cruz2011: We Found Love - Rihanna2012: Payphone - Maroon 52013: Timber - Pitbull2014: Seasons - Future Islands2015: See You Again - Charlie Puth, Wiz Khalifa2016: Heathens - 21 Pilots2017: Perfect - Ed Sheeran2018: Sicko Mode - Travis Scott2019: 7 Rings - Ariana Grande2020: People, I've Been Sad - Rahim Redcar2021: Happier Than Ever - Billie Eyelish2022: Kill Bill - SZA2023: Daddy - Nourished By Time2024: Life Is - Jessica Pratt Submitted November 07, 2024 at 09:10AM by Consistent-Spray-726 https://ift.tt/RTBaFdf via /r/Music

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Track Title: #002lighttning Artist: themusicthings

In themusicthings' second track, #002lighttning, the electric energy of transformation takes center stage. Inspired by the intensity and unpredictability of lightning, this piece pulses with a refreshing vitality, evoking the power of the unexpected. The Viola Campaniça leads the way with a bold cadence, illuminating each chord in vivid, instinctive bursts. Like a flash of light cutting across the sky, #002lighttning is a sonic journey through the transience and force of sudden change, capturing the essence of feeling alive amidst the storm.

Título da Faixa: #002lighttning Artista: themusicthings

Na segunda faixa de themusicthings, #002lighttning, a energia elétrica da transformação toma o palco. Inspirada na intensidade e imprevisibilidade dos relâmpagos, esta peça pulsa com uma vitalidade renovadora, evocando o poder do inesperado. A Viola Campaniça assume o protagonismo, com uma cadência ousada que ilumina cada acorde de forma vívida e instintiva. Como um lampejo de luz que atravessa o céu, #002lighttning é uma experiência sonora sobre a transitoriedade e a força das mudanças repentinas, capturando a essência de sentir-se vivo no meio da tempestade.

[tito-sober]

The Atelier of Sketches, chapter 1.

Hello! Recently, I translated the first chapter of a book I've been writing. It's called The Atelier of Sketches. I hope you like it, and thank you for your time! :)

Synopsis : A boy wakes up memoryless in a surreal grass field and embarks on a journey to understand the world where he is. However, perhaps not everything he sees is true, due to the subtle presence of a mysterious nameless narrator, who delights herself in observing each one of his steps. Here is both the English version and Portuguese version (original)

Chapter 1: The Constellated Curtains Where night closes, nowhere's bliss,

Lies the eternal Atelier of Sketches.

There She is, and with her own fists,

Beyond the lands and beyond the ages,

She paints the world, the art, and the abyss.

He's awake. Finally.

This will be interesting.

Lying down, he opened his eyes to the dark and starry vault who stared at him indecipherably, and asked himself what were those lights. Even if for some it was obvious, for him, it wasn't, because his mind was blank, memoryless, pastless, erased as if never existed.

Despite not knowing the nature of the shinning dots, their beauty captivated him the same and, without lowering his chin, rose up.

At that moment I was observing a boy dressed in a simple gray cloak, standing in the grass and looking at the night sky with confusion on his face. Looked a lot older than he truly was, a body from neither a child nor a man. Not particularly pretty nor ugly, because there already are immensely beautiful people as well as immensely hideous, therefore not for this reason he woke under the starlit field.

More than I expected lasted his fascination about the sky but, as I indeed expected, that time was finite, because something looked wrong. The distant look's interruption came due to the oditty of the grass field's border. Despite the perfect parallax, an impeccable illusion of depth, the sky's sudden end near the ground revealed the reality: he was in a little dome, no larger than a desert's tower room. A semisphere, like a delicious meal in a silver plate.

Driven by a mix of curiosity, marvel and shock, he took his groping hand towards the edge of the firmament and, like curtains by the wind, the heavenly veil waved, momentarily breaking the so well-done parallax. Shaking fists grabbed that cosmos painted fabric and opened it, revealing a dark, empty and frightening vastness.

Stumbling, he stepped back, panting.

Next, sat near the green circle's center, right where he woke up, so he could reflect. Nevertheless, of course, his mind was too agitated to properly think. The blank sheet he was minutes ago became a maelstrom of interrogations, filled with questions so difficult to answer like “Who am I?”, or “Why don't I remember a thing?” or “Why am I here?”, besides some with more simple answers as “Where am I?”.

You are in a dome floating through the void, obviously. Dummy. You've seen that already.

Finally, after an eternity pondering hypothesis about the situation, all of them absolutely wrong, he came to the conclusion, a bit insane, on which I was counting.

He came closer to the border, opened wide the cloth, turned backwards;

Gave a last goodbye to the false stars who welcomed him;

And jumped. ----------------Portuguese version (original)----------------- Capítulo 1: A Cortina Constelada.

Central ao nada, onde a noite cerra,

Fica o eterno Ateliê de rascunhos.

Alheio ao tempo, alheio à terra.

Lá jaz Ela, e de seu próprio punho,

Pinta a arte, pinta os mundos, e pinta a guerra.

Acordou, finalmente.

Isso será interessante.

Deitado, ele abriu os olhos para a abóboda escura e estrelada que o encarava, indecifrável, e se perguntou o que seriam aquelas luzes. Mesmo que para alguns seja algo óbvio, para ele não fora, pois sua mente encontrava-se em branco, sem memórias, sem passados; apagados como se nunca houvessem existido.

Ainda que desconhecesse a natureza dos pontos brilhantes, a beleza deles o cativou da mesma forma e, sem baixar o queixo, pôs-se de pé.

Naquele instante eu observava um garoto vestido com um manto simples, parado em um gramado e olhando para um céu noturno com a confusão estampada no rosto. Aparentava muito mais idade do que realmente tinha, possuindo o corpo de alguém que não é nem criança, nem homem. Não era particularmente bonito nem feio, pois já existem pessoas imensamente lindas neste mundo, assim como imensamente feias, e não foi para preencher essa vaga que ele despertou sob o gramado iluminado pela luz estelar.

Mais do que esperei durou seu fascínio por aquele céu, mas, como eu sim esperei, esse tempo foi finito, pois para ele algo parecia errado. A interrupção daquele olhar distante veio na forma do estranhamento pela borda do gramado. Ao passo que a paralaxe estelar estava perfeita, uma impecável ilusão de profundidade, o súbito término do céu nas proximidades do chão revelara sua natureza: de que estava em uma pequena redoma de diâmetro pouco maior que um cômodo de uma torre em um deserto. Uma semiesfera, como uma deliciosa refeição em uma elegante bandeja de tampa de prata.

Movido por um misto de curiosidade, maravilhamento e assombro, levou sua mão tateante ao encontro do ponto na borda do firmamento e, igual uma cortina ao vento, o véu celeste tremulou, momentaneamente quebrando a tão bem feita paralaxe. Com os pulsos tremendo, agarrou aquele pano pintado de cosmo e o abriu, revelando uma imensidão medonha, escura, vazia.

Cambaleando, deu um passo para trás. Estava ofegando.

Em seguida, sentou-se no centro daquele pequeno círculo verde, bem de onde havia despertado, para que pudesse refletir. Entretanto, é claro, sua mente estava agitada demais para que conseguisse raciocinar. A folha em branco que era minutos atrás se tornou um turbilhão interrogativo, lotada de perguntas de difíceis respostas como “Quem sou eu?”, “Por que não me lembro de nada?” ou “Por que estou aqui?”, além de outras mais simples de serem respondidas como “onde estou?”.

Você está em uma redoma flutuando pelo vazio, obviamente. Isso você já viu.

Finalmente, após uma eternidade ponderando hipóteses totalmente incorretas sobre a natureza de sua situação, ele chegou à decisão, um pouquinho insana, com a qual eu contava.

Aproximou-se da borda, arregaçou aberto aquele pano, virou-se para trás;

Deu um último adeus às falsas estrelas que o recepcionaram;

E pulou.