#21.11.2020

[thvictory95]

'BE' | Concept Photo Sketch

21.11.2020 BTS's Facebook

[bantuhd]

Baronlar Savaşı | Serdar Akinan - Timur Soykan | Ne Oldu? | 21.11.2020

[azzurriandspanishcalciofamilies]

Gerard Deulofeu + María Casas: Sara, Chris & India

María Casas Iglesias | 21.06.1997 in Madrid, Spain

Emploiment: unknown

Social Networks: Instagram

Gerard Deulofeu Lázaro | 13.03.1994 in Riudarenas, Spain

Team: Udinese Calcio

Social Networks: Instagram

Kids

Sara Deulofeu Vilches | 11.04.2017 in Milano, Italy Chris Deulofeu Casas | 21.11.2020 in Barcelona, Spain India Isabel Deulofeu Casas | 21.07.2022 in Barcelona, Spain

Notes

They’re dating since 07.09.2018

They live in Udine, Italy

They’ve a dog called Nicky

Gerard has played in: FC Barcelona ‘B’, FC Barcelona, Everton FC, Sevilla FC, AC Milan, Watford FC and Udinese Calcio (now)

Sara is Gerard’s daugther from a previous relationship with Mari Vilches

[liam-93-productions]

During the rewatch of The LP Show act 3, Liam confessed that One Direction recorded a music video for “Midnight Memories” with the boys wearing these costumes - 21.11

[seba-paseba]

Трансгендерность - это постоянная фоновая тревога. Со временем она постепенно теряется в суете жизни, но на самом деле никуда не исчезает.

Трансгендерность - это безвылазная депрессия. Ты пытаешься не придавать ей значения. Убедить всех вокруг, и себя в том числе, что всё хорошо, что ты можешь жить, развиваться, двигаться вперёд. И это даже успешно получается. Потому что ты всеми силами запихиваешь её в самый дальний угол, чтоб не видеть, не слышать, не чувствовать. Чтоб не мешала. А потом, однажды ночью, неожиданно остаёшься с ней один на один. Видишь её во всей красе. Понимаешь, насколько ты искусный пиздабол. И не знаешь, что делать.

Трансгендерность - это делить всю свою жизнь на два. Да, ты вроде как живёшь, но эта жизнь не твоя. Чья угодно, но не твоя. Твоя выглядела бы иначе. Может быть, без каких-то глобальных различий, но всё же. Ты буквально видишь в своём воображении картинки, демонстрирующие, как могло бы всё сложиться, и тебя сжирает острая тоска. Тоска по тому, чего не было.

Трансгендерность - это "Я очень люблю жизнь, но, сука, как же я её, блять, ненавижу". Жить не в своём теле. Видеть не своё отражение в зеркалах. Отзываться не на своё имя. Чувствовать себя постоянно не на своём месте и не в своей тарелке. Пытаться вписать себя в "нормальные" рамки в надежде: а вдруг прокатит? Насильно прививать любовь к самому себе, потому что иначе просто ёбнешься.

Раньше думал, что это бред всё. Что подростковое. Что перерасту. Но время идёт, а ничего не меняется. И ты не представляешь себе, как сильно мне бы хотелось, чтобы это действительно было всё детской игрой или попыткой выделиться, привлечь внимание.

Но, блять, каждый раз меня сжирает заживо.

[matthias-mag-gedichte]

Couchpotato

Hab erfahren

Dass ich frei habe

Heute

Yeah, dachte ich

Was fang ich an?

Es ist Whisky da

Und Wein

Eis und gute Bücher

Werd wohl ein paar Gramm

Zunehmen, heute Abend

.

[bayberahin]

😂😂😂

Dün gece arkadaşla konuştum

Konu konuyu açtı...

Tabii ben nabız ölçüyorum birnevi

Dedim ki, nasip olursa mart gibi görevi almış olursun mayıs veya haziranda ise 1 ay görev yapmış olursun

Arkadaş sevinç ve heyecanla dinliyor (hayali bile ayrı güzel olduğu için...)

Tabii bu sırada whatsapdan görüntülü görüşme yapıyoruz 😂

Sonra dedim ki nasip olursa ilk maaşınla güzel bir hediye alırsın

Oda dedi ki.. nasip olursa diye ilk aklına geleni söyledi.. sağolsun kendisi sevdiği için seni giyindiririm baştan aşağı gibisinden konuştu

Sonra bende dedim ki gırgır olsun bakalım ne diyecek diye, jeep isterim dedim 😂😂😂

Tabi bu arkadaş neleri sevdiğimi hatırladı ve sen saat seversin dedi nasip olursa sana güzel bir saat alacağım dedi

Tabi bende ozaman sevindim 😉🤭

Benim saatlerin herbiri ya 13 ya 16 yıllık olduğu net ve heleki en sevdiğim zarif saatim seiko onun kaç yıllık olduğunu tahmin dahi etmek istemiyorum... (2 yıldır pimi yok ve kullanamıyorum yaptırmakta istemiyorum çünkü harbi eskimişti... )

Veee bu konuşmaları duyan arkadaşın annesi : jeep değilde daire alsın dedi arkadaşda bunu söyleyince 😂😂😂 güldük tabii hatta arkadaşla gırgır yaptık

Ama çok şükür ki birbirimizi biliyoruz gönlü gönlü zengin insanlarız Allah'ın izniyle...

Zengin olsak seve seve veririz diye konuştuk...

(Velhasıl-ı Kelam, sen görevini hayırlısıyla hakkıyla alıp hakkıyla yapta... )

[devonjwerkheiser]

devonwerkharder “growth • shot by @scottsimock • assorted feelings of 2020″

[phototagebuch]

21. November 2020

[graymoonflowerr]

cutieeeeee

[liam-93-productions]

Liam at the beginning of The LP Show act 3 Rewatch - 21.11

[godsnameisjoy]

BRIGHTNESS

Date: 21 November 2020

Duration: 49 minutes at 11:10 pm

Depth:

This session was a good session. Shorter than usual, but good. There was much surrender tonight.

I was never really completely lost in this session. Thoughts would distract me enough to take my attention on a joyride but the habit to meditate would hold the attention gently. Tonight there was no time lost in bringing the attention back.

It seems to me that this is the closest I have ever been to God. I mean as an effort that shows results, this is the most result I have received in a given session. Not that I could add meaning to my mantra but I definitely remembered God through most of these 49 minutes.

In fact, I opened my eyes to check if there was light in the room that was making the inner eyelids sense light. No, there was no extra brightness in the room than when I began. If I am about to enter a phase of meditation when it gets bright within, I welcome it.

[theworsttwitch]

En mi salón están organizando una fiesta, y me da miedo. Wey que pasó conmigo y mi alma en las fiestas? Vale madre, yo valgo madre siempre

[nurnobilitonuniverse]

অর্ধেক এমপিও নিয়ে চাকরি দেওয়ার অভিযোগ, থানায় মামলা #Complaint of giving job with half MPO, case in police station.

অর্ধেক এমপিও নিয়ে চাকরি দেওয়ার অভিযোগ, থানায় মামলা #Complaint of giving job with half MPO, case in police station.

নওগাঁর মান্দা উপজেলার উত্তরা ডিগ্রী কলেজের অধ্যক্ষ নিজে ভুয়া নিবন্ধন সনদ সংগ্রহ করে চাকরি দিয়েছেন বলে অভিযোগ তুলেছেন বরখাস্তকৃত সমাজকর্ম বিষয়ের প্রভাষক রমেন কুমার সাহা।

সাংবাদিকদের অনুসন্ধানে বেড়িয়ে এসেছে এমন চাঞ্চল্যকর তথ্য। সেই জাল নিবন্ধন সনদধারীর নিয়োগ দাতা কলেজের সাবেক অধ্যক্ষ ফজলুল হক তার নিবন্ধন সনদ যাচাইয়ের জন্য এনটিআরসিএ অফিসে পাঠান।

যাচাই-বাছাইয়ের পর তার নিবন্ধন সনদ ভুয়া…

[nataliesnews]

The brit of Dror  21.11.2020

Varda invited me to the brit of her grandson, Dror. I was very flattered as besides the grandparents and siblings and one aunt, I was the only other person invited. I have often been to a brit and have been happy for friends, but have never really felt anything. But this time it was small and intimate. Besides the six small children  there were only twelve of us and the mohel. I had tears in my eyes for much of the time. Not for the baby or the mother even though when I saw that the father, Nir, also cried it intensified my tears. But because of the Corona this was  something  g so different, an intense feeling. A period where nothing is clear, where everyone lives in fear…although I myself do not feel that way but I know that those  around me do. And a cloud of something unknown hanging over us and the six little ones and their two new born cousin and brother.

 A happy grandmother with her new grandson, her son-in-law with his first child and a little cousin

The mohel was great. He kept making cracks to decrease the tension . After he had finished the brit he said to them, “Now I have done the hardest part of the job. Not you just have to bring him up and lead him to the chupa.” And he kept on making funny comments. 

 Nir had tears in his eyes, the grandfather looked away

But also why for me this was a strange event. How do you call it when something happens and you think you have been there before. Déjà vu but with a difference.

 The  Yom Kippur War. I had gone to be with Elisheva and Moshe in Tel Aviv. They had no television and their radio was not working. In any case there was no point in leaving the house and we knew nothing of what was happening. At about two Eli said that she was going to put lunch on and just then the siren went off. We thought there had been a fault and I laughed and said, “Eli, God heard you”  But when it went on and on we opened the  door and saw all the neighbours standing in the entrance. One said that the first sign he had had that something was wrong was when he saw cars in the street, some of them driven by men with Kippot on. I can’t remember how the day passed but towards night I said that I must go back to Jerusalem as Veronica was there with the children. We went into the street and stopped a car and I went to the bus station. There was a bus but it was practically empty and everyone sat silent, wrapped in their own thoughts and fears. The news was terrifying. I walked to Veronica’s house getting there very late. I don’t remember much more of that period.

 But why I remembered it today especially is because it is the second time that I have been in such a situation. After the night when I came back, I got a phone call from my friend, Tammie. Her sister had been going out with the brother of Moshe, her husband. Like all men he had been called up. They had decided to marry before he left the next day. I can’t remember much. I don’t think there was much rejoicing and I don’t remember who was there but all the men in the family were already in the army. I just remember an atmosphere of fear and dread and wondering who would come back.   Wondering if we would survive. The six day war was short…not for those who lost friends and family but in the uncertainty. But this time …….

 There was a chupa in the small lounge. The room was in darkness because lights were forbidden and there had not been time to blacken the windows. I remember thinking that this was something which would stay with me all my life. That I would never forget that night. All  the men in the family came back but others were not so lucky. My neighbours were not so lucky. I remember standing in the stairwell with neighbours and hearing that the brother of my neighbour had been killed. Moshe’s brother had already been a prisoner in Egypt for three years as he had been a young soldier taken captive on the Suez. The one good thing that came out of that war was that he came home with the other prisoners of war

 One man whom I particularly remember was David Katz, a South African who worked at the social work school. He came into the library before the war and told me he was off to reserve duty and while I was in the library he would be basking in the sun at the Suez canal. I heard he had been killed on the first day of the war. Someone had run past him and seen him in the sand and said that he had been saying to himself the prayer for those who know they are dying. For months they never found his body. Eventually  they did and also three other soldiers. I went to funerals one after another for two  days. One was a young man I had hiked with and  I remember that on a Friday night we had hiked and sat in the middle of the road laughing. There were so few cars then we had no fear of one coming along. And his body was also only found after many months.

 But now there are two new lives. Varda’s daughter, Maayan, had a little girl about a month ago and now Dror. In every way may they grow up in a better and healthier world. And I sit here trying to reconcile the day’s events and the events of previous years but with a warm  feeling for  the family who has made me a part of themselves

[bledaglad]

Was very lucky record shopping today.