#KAP TEN

[tuntetesinfo]

(ENG below) Budapest, 2025. Nyolcvan évvel a II. világháború után még mindig vannak, akik a sok tízmillió ember haláláért felelős náci birodalmat dicsőítik. Titkos helyeken tartott nemzetközi náci-rock koncerteken éltetik a Harmadik Birodalmat. A nyilaskeresztes „legiohungaria” százfős tagsága titokban szervezve, egyenruhában felsorakozik egy fotó erejéig valahol, közterületen. Több ezer fős nemzetközi társas��g pedig teljesen nyíltan, „emléktúrán” vonul végig a budai hegyeken, a náci „hősöket” éltetve. Közülük sokan birodalmi egyenruhában. Az importnácikkal megerősített hazai fasiszták éves seregszemléje évtizedek óta lezajlik minden év februárjában. Az apropót egy sikertelen katonai akció adja. Miután értelmetlen ellenállásukkal szétlövették a várost, 1945. február 11-én a körbezárt budai várból a német és magyar fasiszta csapatok kitöréssel próbáltak elmenekülni. Túlnyomó többségük ott veszett, mintegy húszezren haltak meg alig néhány óra alatt. Ezt hívják „becsületnapnak” - ilyen a nácik becsülete: tömeghalál és pusztulás. 1997 óta sokszor tudtak egyenruhás parádézást szervezni a mai nácik, de az erősödő antifasiszta ellenállás hatására ezt már nem tehetik. A hatósági tiltást kijátszva kezdtek el emléktúrát szervezni. A náci emléktúra – „kitörés-túra” – szervezői a magyar kormány legfelsőbb köreihez kapcsolódnak. A fő szervezők cégei állami megrendelések százmillióiból működtetik média(propaganda) cégüket, de a túra közvetlenül is kap állami támogatást. Az állami emlékezetpolitika szorosan kapcsolódik a náci történelemhamisításhoz. Ha ellenzed a nácik dicsőítését, ha nem akarsz az utcán masírozó náci keretlegényeket látni, akkor gyere és tüntess az újjáéledő fasizmus ellen! Semmi esélyt a fasizmusnak! Február 8. 15.00. Budapest, Széll Kálmán (Moszkva) tér.

Budapest, 2025 - Eighty years after the Second World War, there are still those who glorify the Nazi empire responsible for the deaths of tens of millions people. International Nazi rock concerts held in secret places celebrate the Third Reich.

The hundreds of members of the Arrow Cross "legiohungaria" organize secretly to line up in uniform for a photo somewhere in a public place. And an international group of several thousand people march publicly on a 'memorial hike' through the hills of Buda, cheering for the Nazi 'heroes', many of them in imperial uniforms.

The annual parade of local fascists reinforced by import-nazis has been held every February for decades. The occasion is a failed military operation. On 11 February 1945, after their futile resistance had blown the city to pieces, German and Hungarian fascist troops attempted to escape from the surrounded Buda Castle by breaking out. The vast majority perished there, about 20,000 of them were killed just within a few hours. They call that ‘the day of honour' - such is the Nazis' honour: mass death and destruction.

Since 1997, today’s Nazis have often been able to organise parades in uniform, but due to the growing anti-fascist resistance they cannot do it any longer. They started to organise a memorial hike to avoid the authorities' ban. The organisers of the Nazi memorial hike - the "breakout hike" - are linked to the highest circles of the Hungarian government. The companies of the main organisers run their media (propaganda) companies receiving millions of euros in state contracts, while the hike itself also receives direct state support. The state’s politics of memory is closely linked to Nazi historical negationism.

If you are against the glorification of the Nazis, if you don't want to see Nazi soldiers marching in the streets, then come and protest against the resurgence of fascism.

No chance for fascism!

8 February 15.00 Budapest, Széll Kálmán (Moszkva) Square.

[varjukollektiva]

Antifasiszta tüntetés a "becsület napja" ellen

(ENG below) Budapest, 2025. Nyolcvan évvel a II. világháború után még mindig vannak, akik a sok tízmillió ember haláláért felelős náci birodalmat dicsőítik. Titkos helyeken tartott nemzetközi náci-rock koncerteken éltetik a Harmadik Birodalmat. A nyilaskeresztes „legiohungaria” százfős tagsága titokban szervezve, egyenruhában felsorakozik egy fotó erejéig valahol, közterületen. Több ezer fős nemzetközi társaság pedig teljesen nyíltan, „emléktúrán” vonul végig a budai hegyeken, a náci „hősöket” éltetve. Közülük sokan birodalmi egyenruhában. Az importnácikkal megerősített hazai fasiszták éves seregszemléje évtizedek óta lezajlik minden év februárjában. Az apropót egy sikertelen katonai akció adja. Miután értelmetlen ellenállásukkal szétlövették a várost, 1945. február 11-én a körbezárt budai várból a német és magyar fasiszta csapatok kitöréssel próbáltak elmenekülni. Túlnyomó többségük ott veszett, mintegy húszezren haltak meg alig néhány óra alatt. Ezt hívják „becsületnapnak” - ilyen a nácik becsülete: tömeghalál és pusztulás. 1997 óta sokszor tudtak egyenruhás parádézást szervezni a mai nácik, de az erősödő antifasiszta ellenállás hatására ezt már nem tehetik. A hatósági tiltást kijátszva kezdtek el emléktúrát szervezni. A náci emléktúra – „kitörés-túra” – szervezői a magyar kormány legfelsőbb köreihez kapcsolódnak. A fő szervezők cégei állami megrendelések százmillióiból működtetik média(propaganda) cégüket, de a túra közvetlenül is kap állami támogatást. Az állami emlékezetpolitika szorosan kapcsolódik a náci történelemhamisításhoz. Ha ellenzed a nácik dicsőítését, ha nem akarsz az utcán masírozó náci keretlegényeket látni, akkor gyere és tüntess az újjáéledő fasizmus ellen! Semmi esélyt a fasizmusnak! Február 8. 15.00. Budapest, Széll Kálmán (Moszkva) tér.

Budapest, 2025 - Eighty years after the Second World War, there are still those who glorify the Nazi empire responsible for the deaths of tens of millions people. International Nazi rock concerts held in secret places celebrate the Third Reich.

The hundreds of members of the Arrow Cross "legiohungaria" organize secretly to line up in uniform for a photo somewhere in a public place. And an international group of several thousand people march publicly on a 'memorial hike' through the hills of Buda, cheering for the Nazi 'heroes', many of them in imperial uniforms.

The annual parade of local fascists reinforced by import-nazis has been held every February for decades. The occasion is a failed military operation. On 11 February 1945, after their futile resistance had blown the city to pieces, German and Hungarian fascist troops attempted to escape from the surrounded Buda Castle by breaking out. The vast majority perished there, about 20,000 of them were killed just within a few hours. They call that ‘the day of honour' - such is the Nazis' honour: mass death and destruction.

Since 1997, today’s Nazis have often been able to organise parades in uniform, but due to the growing anti-fascist resistance they cannot do it any longer. They started to organise a memorial hike to avoid the authorities' ban. The organisers of the Nazi memorial hike - the "breakout hike" - are linked to the highest circles of the Hungarian government. The companies of the main organisers run their media (propaganda) companies receiving millions of euros in state contracts, while the hike itself also receives direct state support. The state’s politics of memory is closely linked to Nazi historical negationism.

If you are against the glorification of the Nazis, if you don't want to see Nazi soldiers marching in the streets, then come and protest against the resurgence of fascism.

No chance for fascism!

8 February 15.00 Budapest, Széll Kálmán (Moszkva) Square.

[w98pops]

the text reads:

[WENDY EASTWOOD

"My daddy always said, that the best way to do the dirty work is on full stomach."]

my wendy card from a little (very big and cool) fallout cardswop project thats going on rn :)

more about the project under the cut, and you really should read it because its super fun

SO me and 25 other very cool people from a big russian-speaking fallout circle ganged up 😈 and made a functional deck (36 cards) that you can play AND swap for other cards by meeting in person (moscow and st. petersburg mostly) or by mail.

this is kinda one of the coolest projects I ever took a part in 😭

It's a pretty local thing, BUT you can still appreciate all the work and love of these AMAZING people on this site:

It's on russian, but you can't miss the giant gallery of cards people made, check them out i BEG you.

Some of the people that worked on it (who are conveniently my mutuals):

@nataliens with her jack of cards, Josh

@fisatheape with their Sunny (seven of clubs), and Agnes (jack of clubs)

@auntiemurdoc with her Stella (king of spades), Faith (nine of hearts) and Linda (joker)

@crystallizedmiracle with her Raphael (ace of clubs) and Ramira (six of clubs)

AND OF COURSE @kapi-tanka with characters who need literally no introduction 😭 Oscar (ace of hearts) and Andy (joker). Kap is the mastermind behind this insanely cool thing.

@yelly-ink with her Punch (nine of clubs)

@medmedom with his Ed (ten of hearts)

And a lot A LOT of other people i didn't mention, but this is just kinda the list of my mutuals you're REQUIRED to follow, or I'm blocking you. They are so nice and so sweet and I had so much fun talking in our group chat and drawing the cards it's just. An unforgettable experience.

Yeah, i said card—s because there will be more!! We will be doing the "dlc" pack of cards to complete the deck to full 52+ with a gajillion bonus cards (which will include a one silly guy of mine and one not so silly guy of mine. i think y'all know who im talking about). SO STAY TUNED.

❤️❤️❤️

[sirinesirin-34]

Roma döneminden Orta Çağ'a kadar, zenginlerin menteşeli bir kapağın altında gizlenmiş çok küçük bir kapla yapılmış koruyucu bir yüzük taktıkları biliniyordu. Kap genellikle saç, kemik veya diş parçalarını saklamak için kullanılırdı. Ve bazen menteşeli halka zehir içeriyordu...

Papa VI. Alexander'ın tek kızı olan İtalyan soylu kadın Lucrezia Borgia'nın (1480-1519), siyasi rakiplerini yok etmek için zehir yüzükleri kullanmada usta olduğu söyleniyordu. Ve Bulgaristan'daki arkeologlar tarafından ortaya çıkarılan bronz bir yüzükteki zehrin, Dobruca Despotluğu hükümdarı Dobrotitsa (1347-1386) tarafından Kaliakra kalesindeki nüfuzlu bir aileye karşı kullanıldığı teorize ediliyor.

Ortaçağ fantezi serimin ikinci kitabı olan Beyaz Kuş'ta birkaç zehirlenme veya zehirleme girişimi örneği var, ancak bunların hiçbiri (bildiğim kadarıyla ) yüzük kullanımını içermiyor.

Fotoğraf: 4. yüzyıldan kalma bu Roma zehir yüzüğü altın ve granattan yapılmış olup, bir yağ lambası şeklindedir. Fotoğraf Reddit'teki u/cutiepie694'ten alınmıştır

Bu konu hakkında daha fazla bilgi için Diana Scarisbrick'in "Yüzükler: Güç, Aşk ve Sadakat Mücevherleri" adlı eserine bakın.

[cybertroniannugget]

Balancing on the ice❄️

I'm here for you pt.2 (Fluff ending because pt.1 was kinda dark and this is CHRISTMAS TIME)

Dec 13

After the not so great encounter earlier, Optimus takes it upon himself to cheer you up.

The sound of your phone ringing catches your attention and as you lift it up you see, that it's Optimus calling you.

Pulse rising you pick up with the usual 'hello' as a greeting.

"My sincerest apologies for contacting you this late but would you mind walking over to the main hangar?"

"Eh, sure no problem. Why though?"

Fidgeting with a pen you listen to his answer.

"After today I wish to drive somewhere with you."

"Just you an I?", you ask, letting the pen fall onto the floor.

"As long as the idea does not arise negative feelings in you."

You nod, realizing he couldn't see you.

"Of course!", you answer a little too excited.

"I'll be there in a minute."

"I will meet you there then."

He hangs up the call and you could hear your fast pulse in your ears.

Quickly getting into your winter clothing, you walk outside to where the Prime was already waiting in his truck form.

The driver's door opens, inviting you to get in.

Carefully you do so, unsure whether to close the door yourself.

It closes on it's own, the warmth of the cabin welcoming you.

"It will be a 20 minute drive. If you wish to remove your winter coat you can place it next to you onto the passenger's seat.", Optimus's voice echoes over the radio.

You remove your coat, keeping it in your kap though.

"Now please fasten the seatbelt.", he says and you do as you're told.

The engine starts with a loud rumble, the vehicle setting in motion, leaving the base.

The first few minutes of the drive are silent.

Desperate to break the silence you speak up.

"If I may ask, where are we going exactly?"

"I wish to keep it a surprise."

You nod, again realizing that he CANNOT SEE YOU.

"That's fine."

Another moment of silence before he turns to speak.

"How are you feeling?"

"After what happened today?"

The Prime hums.

"Pretty awful to be honest. It was scary. But you saved me. I wanna thank you for that."

"I deemed it necessary to take action."

You chuckle. "Never thought I'd see you hit someone square in the face like that."

"I deemed it necessary.", he repeats.

"If negotiation cannot get me far..."

"You'll throw hands.", you finish his sentence after noticing he couldn't find the words to do so himself.

Ten minutes later he stops and you get into your wanr coat again.

The door opens and you get out, careful not to slip.

Before you stretched an entirely frozen lake. Tge light of the setting sun colored the ice in purple and orange. Mesmerized by the sight you don't notice the shifting behind you. Only when Optimus stands beside you in his mass displaced form you connect the dots.

He was still a head taller than you in this form.

"Now, what's your plan, Prime?", you ask, hands on your hips.

"Teaching you in how to keep your balance on the ice."

Eyes widening you look up at him.

"Wh-now?! Why?"

"Because you deserve to enjoy yourself, which you were not able to do today. I am here to change that if you allow me to."

He extends his servo, which you grab hesitantly.

He nods, slowly guiding you down onto the ice

"I don't think this is a good idea.", you mumble doubting the whole situation.

"I am here with you. Holding no ill intentions."

"I know.", you respond, holding onto his arms for dear life.

"Let's do this then.", you try to convince yourself that this not end in a total desaster.

After a few initial rounds of tumbling and falling once, you got quite the hang of it.

Certainly you couldn't move across the ice as gracefully as Prime, but it could be worse.

"You are improving."

"Because you are patient with me Optimus.", you admit.

"Pressuring you would not prove to be of advantage. I let you take all the time you need and be patient."

Taking a deep breath, you brace yourself for what you were saying next.

"And that's why I love you Optimus.", you blurt out.

"There I said it."

His eyes widen for a mere moment, before his gaze relaxes, looking at you with nothing but love.

"Wait, don't tell me you feel the same?!"

"How could I not feel love for you? From the few people on earth accepting us, you are the most welcoming. Every aspect of you is something I admire greatly, and I wish to learn more about who you are."

[star-trek-xet]

Bardzo smutna piosenka o Disco

Trekowe piosenki, numer 10

[#25] Reblog, 23.11.2024, Discord Star Trek

Zapraszam do zanucenia kolejnego numeru. Na melodię od Grupy pod Budą czyli Bardzo smutnej piosenki retro zarekomendowanej przez Madame Picard.

Bardzo smutna piosenka o Disco

W Entku było jakoś szaro

W De eS Dziewięć brakło tchu

W Voyu Kaśkę rwało

Zniszczyć Deltę w pył

Podryw wieczny Riker czynił

Picard na fleciku grał

Pies Archera sikał

Q zabawę miał

***

Kap, kap, płyną łzy

Płacz z Michasią także ty

Tilly w Disco kwili

Bez łez nie ma chwili

Płacze Klingon Ash

Fandom w szloch-potokach aż

Mocno zadziwiony

Skąd ten płaczu pat

***

Grzybnią sobie Disco leci

Płacząc, bo to serii znak

Czemuż scenarzystom

Suchej weny brak?

Burnham jest tu wszech- i -wszystka

Burnham skrzydła ma u rąk

Lecz jej ciągle rzewnie

Czy ją boli ząb?

***

Kap, kap, płyną łzy

Płacz z Michasią także ty

Tilly w Disco kwili

Bez łez nie ma chwili

Płacze Klingon Ash

Fandom w szloch-potokach aż

Mocno zadziwiony

Skąd ten płaczu pat

***

Oryginalne wykonanie Grupy pod Budą:

Powrót do listy piosenek

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[rotterdamvanalles]

De Noordschans gezien vanaf de Mathenesserdijk met molen De Graankorrel en de R.K. Sint Antonius Abtkerk aan de Jan Kruijffstraat, 29 november 1972. 🆕️

De Noordschans heet naar de meest noordelijke versterking van Delfshaven. Op bevel van het Hof van Holland moest Delfshaven in 1573 'sterk worden gemaakt'. Er werden schansen en wallen opgeworpen ter bescherming tegen de vijand.

Deze straatnaam is ontleend aan de ambachtsheerlijkheid Mathenesse die al in 1276 voorkomt. De naam zal een samenvoeging zijn van de woorden made (weide) en nes (aangeslibd land). Als oudste ambachtsheer wordt genoemd Dirk Bokel, wiens kleinzoon zich Dirk van Mathenesse noemde. Het Slot Mathenesse of Huis te Riviere, waarvan nog een ruïne aanwezig is, lag aan de Schiedamse Schie ten noordwesten van Schiedam.

De Graankorrel, Rouketel, Liefdadigheid of Molen van Van Beest is een windmolen in het Rotterdamse Delfshaven. De molen werd gebouwd in 1716, maar in 1921 na een storm onttakeld. In 1868 kreeg de molen de naam de Graankorrel en omstreeks 1846 de naam Liefdadigheid. Oorspronkelijk heette de molen de Rouketel. Het is een stellingmolen en dus een bovenkruier. De molen staat op de Noordschans 1 in Delfshaven. De molen maalde mout tot moutschroot voor de distilleerderijen. De kap van de molen werd gekruid met een buitenkruiwerk.

De foto komt uit de fotocollectie van het Stadsarchief Rotterdam. De informatie komt eveneens uit het Stadsarchief Rotterdam en van Wikipedia.

[taeminno]

Travel More Worry Less Hoodie

Travel More Worry Less Hoodie Ontsnap aan de dagelijkse sleur met deze comfortabele hoodie voorzien van de inspirerende tekst "Travel More Worry Less". Voor de avonturiers, reizigers en dromers onder ons is deze hoodie een perfecte metgezel op elke reis. Of je nu door verre landen trekt of een ontspannen weekend weggaat, deze hoodie herinnert je eraan om meer te reizen en minder te piekeren. Gemaakt van zacht katoen en gevoerd met warme fleece, biedt deze hoodie ultiem comfort, zowel thuis als onderweg. De eenvoudige maar krachtige boodschap maakt het een ideaal kledingstuk voor wie het leven ten volle wil beleven. Draag deze hoodie en omarm een leven vol avontuur en vrijheid. Perfect voor reizigers en levensgenieters die de wereld willen ontdekken zonder zich zorgen te maken! Wij hebben deze hoodie speciaal ontworpen en zal ook speciaal voor jouw bedrukt worden. Elke hoodie is daarmee uniek. Verkrijgbaar in verschillende kleuren hoodies en prints. Mooie Hoodie van 80% gekamd katoen / 20% polyester voor een maximaal comfort en uitstekende weerstand tegen pluizen. Ingewerkte kap met trekkoord 1x1 rib aan de manchetten en tailleband Kangoeroezak vooraan met verstevigde naden Sierstiksel op schouders en mouwinzet 280 g/m² Geruwde fleece binnenkant duurzaam en draagt comfortabel. Wasvoorschrift 30 °C, normaal programma

[renawunderjo]

I have a fake arm, it turned into a snake, the snake butt ate the rest ... Where am I **"** Whole box day why xxx do you follow meme angle number identified sign symbol what value do you assign to four four four? Why am I awake? Awake. Awake. I like to party by that I mean I took naps and caught a food high ... Happy birthday I want, need love. I need love do not confuse love with attention Ready to write and post erotica or find a role player.

My attention wanders. I love me, I'm married to myself, skull I'm my husband the sacred masculine couch Coach I'm ready for change, I need more, I need love more I need more love good dick I pray for God dick farts Cap Kap crabby patty glory be tee in praise of white Lily he lotus you need chemicals did you think I want red roses on my face

Poinsettias tattoos there is a memory that has turned into an obsession it goes like this I went out alone on New Year's Eve. My blood sugar goes crazy, I start crying. A woman asks me what's wrong, I'm alone so I say I need someone. She turns me to him. Do you want to have sex with me? Yes, I have a big dick. We go to his friend's car. We go to the lotus. We then go for Cajun food including his breakfast beers. We then went back to the lotus because I lost my necklace. I drive him back to his apartment, where the sex gets rougher. He told me call he'd me without asking for my number and shut the door in my face. I go home and write a brief few sentences about the experience. Over ten years later, I catch a vibe for him that turns into an obsession. I can't stop thinking about the best casual sex I've ever had and how I can do it again or meet him or find love in a memory. I loved him, casually. Can I find him this New Year's Eve?

[thebookofnehemiah]

"The Brambles." From the Book of Nehemiah, "the Exploration of the Mysteries of the Lions that Lay," 5: 17-18.

The chapter concludes with an allusion to how far the Nsh has planned. He intends to use the framework of the Torah to incite the Mashiach, or global salvation from the wickedness of corruption. The final words say "remember all I have done" which means the Nsh plans to do it all, which is what the Torah says to do.

The process involves the establishment of a culture that undulates through the Seven Days, Seven Laws and Ten Decrees all at once, all around the planet. Anything pertaining to these the Nsh can require. Other than these, the a good Nsh should accept what he is given or provide for himself.

17 Furthermore, a hundred and fifty Jews and officials ate at my table, as well as those who came to us from the surrounding nations. 

18 Each day one ox, six choice sheep and some poultry were prepared for me, and every ten days an abundant supply of wine of all kinds. In spite of all this, I never demanded the food allotted to the governor, because the demands were heavy on these people.

19 Remember me with favor, my God, for all I have done for these people.

The Values in Gematria are:

v. 17: Officials are 194, אטד‎, "brambles" or the "storage of knowledge."

"Possibly related to the previous, the noun סנה (seneh) describes a kind of thorn bush, particularly the one which famously burned.

Much of the Biblical narrative is devoted to the history of information technology, from the rise of nominal reason to the invention of script and the alphabet, and ultimately to the development of the literary tradition within which the Word of God could be received in human form."

The organization the Nsh has planned, contrary to the opposition is very thorough. To go through the brambles is to plan for every contingency. The Number is 8377, חגזז‎‎‎ ‎, haggazz, "to shear and set aside", "to have a compass", "to orient towards others."

"One of two regular words for hand (the other being the 10th letter). The noun כף (kap) denotes the hand as outstretched, asking and weak. The word basically encompasses anything that is hollow or outstretched in order to receive something: dish, plate, etc. The letter kap is written ך when it occurs at the end of a word, and כ when it occurs at the beginning or half-way a word.

As a prefix, the letter כ (kaph) expresses comparison ("like" as in the name Mi-ka-el, what's God like?), and as postfix it governs pronouns of the second person singular. Note the graceful transition between the self-oriented fist of the letter yod and the other-oriented open-hand of the letter kaph."

v. 18: Each day, the demands were heavy. The Number is 10827, khabaz, "For lack of fuel, the fire goes out."

"The verb כבה (kaba) means to extinguish: to put out a fire or to let a fire go out: "For lack of wood the fire goes out" (Proverbs 26:20).

Curiously, this verb nearly always appears in the negative and thus commonly refers to fires or lamps that cannot or should not be extinguished: "The fire on the altar shall be kept burning on it. It shall not go out (Leviticus 6:12-13). "Her lamp does not go out at night" (Proverbs 31:18). "Many waters cannot quench love" (Song of Solomon 8:7).

Our verb is also used to describe the extinguishing or turning off of a lamp (נר, ner), specifically the "lamp of God" in the tabernacle (1 Samuel 3:3), or the "lamp of Israel" (2 Samuel 21:17). Likewise, through Ezekiel, YHWH proclaims that he will extinguish Egypt (Ezekiel 32:7).

Very frequently, this verb relates to the wrath of God, which is a consuming fire (Deuteronomy 4:24, Isaiah 30:27) that cannot be extinguished (2 Kings 22:17, Isaiah 1:31, 34:10, 66:24, Jeremiah 4:4, 7:20, 17:27, 21:12, Ezekiel 20:47-48, Amos 5:6)."

v. 19: Remember all I have done. The moment we forget how life looks and feels when things work, the shit show starts. Someone must keep the ideals of society alive and this is why the Torah says a longitudinal government like a monarchy is better than a democracy where the crap just never seems to stop, and when it does, the good times do not last.

The Number is 4160, ד‎אס‎‎, DS, or da'as, "contemporary rabbinic authority."

We need to learn from persons who are experienced at understanding the Torah in order to define a moral and ethical way of working out our problems. We cannot legislate such Biblical sentiments but they can be taught. They are obviously not being taught by public officials at this time because society has abandoned the Torah.

The Torah does not legislate anything that is not proper. It states we are obligated to God to protect the weak, to act sensibly, to become educated, and learn how to be happy in ways that are not too expensive. It is the only religious document that explains all of this in one place and its study must continue at all times or time will stop.

[johnmalevolent]

finished a really heavy final project ive been dreading so i drew kuroo (i bought the card holder and sticker pack weeks ago for gintoki but im watching haikyuu tmr so who cares. kap kap ten ten kapten kapten pitik)

[grimangelakum]

Wiersz z Serii Higurashi no naku koro ni-Red Moon

Ten Wierszy Napisałam w Latach 2009, miałam niezła jazdę na anime Higurashi no naku koro ni. Wciąż lubię to Anime ale w staszym wydaniu. Moją Ulubienicą jest Shion :>

Nie Obejrzałam już dalszych peripeti tej serii bo już wychodziło w FanSerwis i Jakoś nie miałam czasu obejrzeć nowego wydania. No cusz, wiem że Satoko Odegrała się za Krzesło z OAV'ka. Mocno siedziałam w tym Fandomie i czasami do kupuję polskie wydanie tej Serii.

Więc jak grzebała w starym dysku, znalazłam moje jedyny wierszy z tego Fandomu :)

Red Moon

Kap, Kap, kap..

Spływa Z mej Dłoni, Rubinowa Krew..

Kap, kap, kap…

Spływa jeszcze ciepła krew….

Kap, Kap ,kap…

Krew ciepła, Słodka jak Smak Zemsty…

Zemsty rozparzonej dziewczyn….

Kap, Kap , kap…

Spływa rubinowa krew z mej dłoni….

Spływa powoli z mej meczety…

Kap, Kap, kap….

Spływa z mej meczety rubinowa, ciepła i słodka Krew….

Nie moja Krew…

Kap, kap, kap…

Opada krew na ziemie…

Opada krew w rytmie mego oddechu…

Opada krew na rękę ofiary..

Kap, kap, kap…

Pada Krew na ręce ofiary…

Powoli opada…

Czasy się zatrzymały…

Kap, kap, kap….

Ofiara leży zakrwawiona…

Ofiara rozciętą głową…

Kap, kap, kap….

Krewy spływa z meczety …

Spływa na martwe ciało ofiary…

To nic….

Jemu należało….

Skończył jak powinien…

Kap, kap , kap….

Spoglądam nad ciałem…

Spoglądam na jego twarzy…

Nie żałuje …

Nie żałuję morderstwa…

Kap, kap, kap….

Jemu należało…

Za to co zrobił….

Za Podbite Oczy Dziewczynki…

Za utłuczone Kolana dziewczynki…

Za Since na Rekach..

Za Smutek na ustach maleństwa…

Za Niszczenia jej dzieciństwa…

Za wszystko co zrobiłeś!!

Kap, kap, kap…

Przeklinam cię potworze!

Przeklinam za twe istnienie!!

Kap, kap ,kap…

Nie wybaczę ci, Nie wybaczę ci..

Kap, Kap, kap,…

Bryzka się krewy…

Bryzga się w moją sukienkę…

Bryzga się Krew na ofiarę..

Bryzga się krew ku Księżycu…

Kap, kap ,kap…

Upadam na kolana…

Upadam ze zmęczenia…

Upada moja Moralność…

Ale warto…

Kap ,Kap, Kap…

Swędzi…

Piecze…

Boli….

Ból nie do z niesienia…

Kap, kap. Kap…

Spływa Rubinowa krew Z mej dłoni…

Spływa Rubinowa Krew z otwartej dłoni…

Spływa z rany na dłoni…

Kap,kap, kap…

Krew na rękach…

Krew na Palcach..

Krew na paznokciach…

Paznokciach które drapał…

Drapał Dłonie..

Drapał Szyję..

Drapał, Drapał…

Jak szalone..

Kap, Kap , kap…

Spoglądam na niebo…

Spoglądam na Księżyc…

Spoglądam na Rubinowy księżyc zapełniony krwią..

Krwią zemsty..

Czerwony księżyc siedzi na niebie…

I spogląda na mnie..

Na moje dłonie..

Na moją sukienkę…

Na moją twarzy…

Na moją maczetę…

Czerwony księżyc siedzi na niebie…

Jedyny który Widział …

Jedyny co może powiedzieć…

Jedyny światkiem…

Nigdy nie powie…

Nigdy nie zdradzi..

Nigdy nie Skrzywdzi..

Kap, kap ,kap..

Bryzka się krewy…

Czerwony  Księżyc siedzi na niebie…

Drapie Dłonie…

Pływa Rubinowa krew…

Pada Krew na ręce ofiary…

A ja ciąż siedzę…

Sama w lesie…

Nie żałuję….

Nie Lituję…

Nie usprawiedliwiam się…

Kap, kap, kap…

Czas się zatrzymał…

Drapie się co raz mocniej i mocniej…

Kap , kap, kap…

Spływają łzy z policzek…

Kap, Kap, Kap….

Czerwony  Księżyc siedzi na niebie…

Spoglądam na Rubinowy księżyc…

Z mych ust wychodzi głosy…

Gomenasai..

Gomenasai…

Gomenasai Satoko-chan…

***

[j-cs-p]

Én: Nem tudsz mindenkivel jót tenni, valakit bántani fogsz.

Zokogtam, pedig akkor még nem tudtam (csak sejtettem), hogy az a valaki csakis én lehetek.

Akkor láttam utoljára rajtad, hogy számítok. Hogy bánt téged, hogy fájdalmat okozol nekem. Hogy nem tudod, mit csinálj, hogy nekem (is) jobb legyen. Aztán mintha beletörődtél volna. Hogy ha én ezt így tudom, akkor nem kell erőfeszítéseket tenned. Akkor nem kell figyelned rám, az érzéseimre. Akkor bánthatsz. És onnantól már nem akartál jót nekem. Már nem vigyáztál arra, hogy ne bánts meg. Már nem érdekelt téged, hogy érzem magam miattad. Onnantól már csak Andi számított. Úgy gondoltad, ha nem írsz mellőle, ha rá se nézel a telefonra, ha egy percet se veszel el tőle, akkor az felment téged; ha nincs semmi kedves gesztus felém, akkor azzal csak szexre degradálod ami köztünk van, az meg belefér, cserébe az ajándékokért és utazásokért, amiket ő kap tőled; könnyebb lett ettől a lelked, hiszen ha látszólag semmit nem jelentettem neked, akkor soha semmi nem is történt köztünk. Azt nem nézted, hogy közben hogy vetted el, ölted meg a mosolyom. Az nem számított többé. Csak Andinak legyen minden jó, csak neki ne legyen panasza semmire se! Közben engem a lábtörlőddé tettél. Engem vádoltál mindenért. Az eltűnt mosolyért. A kérésekért. Amiért féltem. Amiért kapaszkodtam. Minden frusztrációdat rajtam töltötted ki - mert engem lehetett bántani. Andi kénye-kedve szerint ugráltál, rajtam uralkodtál, hogy mégis férfinak érezhesd magad. Majd, mikor végképp mindent megöltél bennem, mikor olyanná tettél, amilyen nem akartam lenni, egyszerűen csak megszabadultál tőlem.

Egy nap talán majd megértem, miért tetted. Miért így tetted. Milyen önzés, milyen birtoklási vágy, vagy mégis mi a franc vezérelt. Jót akartál nekem (is)! Miért nem számítottam aztán már? Miért vettél mindent el?

[yihrae]

While walking home someone approached me. It was a man who looked to be ten years my senior, with his teeth showing in his somewhat outlandish grin: when he spoke, I could tell he had some sort of intellectual disability. Maybe Down syndrome. He didn’t speak in a usual way and his expressions were mismatched. He asked for direction to a place called “Greenpark”. I realised he was probably referring to Greenpark Residences near Beauty World. I told him I’ll try and help him navigate.

After using Google maps, I realised we’d have to cross the street to take the bus from the other side. So I told him if he wanted he could come with me across to the overhead bridge. As we walked across, he told me he was selling a watch. He mentioned the buyer had asked him to go to her house, and that the location had changed a couple times. From Binjai to KAP and now to Greenpark. This seemed very strange to me. He told me the buyer was a helper. As he was speaking, he was holding out his phone, displaying the chat on Carousell. I asked if it was okay that I take a look. He handed me the phone.

100% this person was a scammer. Just based off of the way they typed and the type of requests they made they were either a scammer or a kidnapper… I warned him and told him why I felt this buyer was very suspect. He agreed with what I said and also felt it was strange. I asked him if he still wanted to go to Greenpark. He said “Mmmm I don’t know. Maybe I’ll take the bus.”

So I told him how to get there and bid farewell. Looking back I wonder if I was wrong and whether I should have told him strongly not to go. I did warn him and tell him I don’t think it’s a good idea, but the choice is his to make ultimately… you can’t exactly tell anyone what to do I suppose. Anyway, this was my little encounter from today. I hope he’s safe. I told him to be careful…

[rotterdamvanalles]

De specerijmolen De Ster aan de Plaszoom wordt door brand verwoest, 13 juli 1962.

Uit het Vrije Volk van 13 juli 1962:

Ontsteld hoorde Rotterdam vanmorgen het nieuws: de prachtige molen De Ster aan de Kralingse Plagzoom is om kwart over zes brandend ingestort.

Bijna acht jaar nadat (op 28 juli 1954 om twintig over vijf) de machtige bovenkruier De Noord aan het Oostplein in de vlammen ten onder ging heeft nu de fraaie specerijenmolen aan de Plas hetzelfde lot ondergaan. In drie kwartier deden de vlammen vanmorgen hun verwoestende werk: van De Ster is praktisch niets meer over. Aan restauratie valt niet te denken; alleen een volledige nieuwbouw zou Rotterdam een molen terug kunnen geven.

Een hengelaar, de 26-jarige loodgieter M. G. de Bruijn uit de Eendrachtsstraat 2a, ontdekte vanuit zijn roeibootje op de Plas als eerste de brand.

„Ik zag de zwaluwen vreemd druk om de kap van de molen cirkelen. Ze bleven maar fladderen. Een poosje later meende ik wat rook te zien, maar ik dacht eerst, dat het van een kachel of zoiets was. Maar toen werd de rook wat dikker en ik ben naar de kant geroeid", aldus vertelde de heer De Bruijn: Hij legde zijn bootje aan de steiger van het huisje van molenaar C. G. van Harreweijen, dat een tiental meters van de molen verwijderd staat.

„Ik zag toen al, dat er vuur In de molen was en ik sloeg op de achterdeur om de mensen wakker te krijgen. Dwars door het huls heen zag ik, dat aan de voordeur ook iemand stond te bellen.

Dat was de metaaldraaier J. Sterk uit dé Rozenstraat 95 in Zevenhuizen, die met zijn brommer op weg naar zijn werk ook de rook uit de molen had zien komen.

De heer De Bruijn wachtte niet, toen op zijn eerste gebons tegen de achterdeur niet meteen antwoord kwam. „Ik zag binnen de telefoon hangen en om zo gauw mogelijk hulp te krijgen sloeg ik de ruit in en deed de grendel van de deur los." Molenaar Van Harreweijen kwam juist in pyjama uit de slaapkamer. Allereerst werd de brandweer gebeld. Dat was om vijf over half zes. Meteen werd middel-alarm gegeven.

DE MOLEN stort in. Langzaam helt het geraamte achterover, de wieken breken af. Met een zware slag dreunen de molenarmen tegen de grond, terwijl de zware houtenbinten rommelend als een onweer in stukken breken. Aan de Plaszoom blijft de kleinere en nog oudere molen De Lelie eenzaam en alleen staan.

De fotograaf is Ary Groeneveld en de foto komt uit het Stadsarchief Rotterdam. De informatie komt via delpher.nl uit het Vrije Volk van 13 juli 1962.