#Lybie

[carbone14]

Soldat polonais de la Brigade indépendante de chasseurs des Carpates pendant le siège de Tobrouk – Campagne d'Afrique du Nord – Tobrouk – Libye – 1941

Les forces polonaises sous commandement britannique gagnèrent le surnom de 'Rats de Tobrouk' lors de leur premier engagement à Tobrouk.

[jloisse]

«Vous êtes une criminelle de guerre»: Hillary Clinton confrontée à ses tueries de masse

«Nous ne pardonnerons jamais vos crimes», a crié un homme avant d’être expulsé.

«Nous sommes venus, nous avons vu et il est mort», ricanait Clinton en 2011, après l’assassinat de Kadhafi.

[laviesenegalaise]

L’esclavage sexuel des migrants en  Lybie

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[carrieisscary]

What we become 2015

[eeby-lybv]

wheate

i dont know how a robot can be trans he just is :3

[philoursmars]

Revenons à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 55800 photos (environ).  On est en 2017. Oui, mon blog est né en 2017 mais je vais prolonger ce projet...jusqu’à l’année 2018 . Allez....

Au Louvre-Lens, il y eut une très belle expo : “Musiques de l’Antiquité” :

- sarcophage - jeunes filles et pandoura - Athènes, 3ème s. ap. JC.

-  joueur de double hautbois et son singe - Chypre, 500 av. JC. 

- joueuse de pandoura - Tanagra, 300 av. JC.

-     Cymbales: Israël - 500 av. JC; Chypre - 1100 av. JC ; Irak -1600 av. JC ;        Lybie - 500av. JC         Luths : Girsu -1600 av. JC ; Suse - 2000 av. JC           Flûtes : Syrie -100 av. JC ; Suse 0          Lyre: Chypre  -500 av. JC       Percussions : Suse - 2000 av. JC

-  Cymbales: Chypre -1100 av. JC ; Irak -1600 av. JC ; Lybie - 500 av. JC      Luths : Girsu -1600 av. JC ; Suse - 2000 av. JC

[photographe-a-roulettes]

Oryx algazelle - Il est capable d'augmenter sa température corporelle et réduire le fonctionnement de ses reins pour diminuer ses urines pour économiser l'eau et rester sans boire sur de longues périodes.

Lieu : Pairi Daiza, Belgique

[cinemacentral666]

The Idiots (1998)

Movie #1,062 • Ranking Lars von Trier #12

There's a lot going on with The Idiots. It is the second film of the international Dogma 95 movement, a quasi-farcical, manifesto-driven endeavor to create films solely based on the traditional values of story, acting, and theme, and excluding the use of elaborate special effects or technology (more on this in a bit). And it's also the second film of Trier's Golden Heart Trilogy, so named after a children's book Trier read about a little girl lost in the woods who gives away everything she has to others needier than herself. At first glance the parallels between these two installments seem hard to find. Truth be told, I didn't know that little nugget about the trilogy's origins. But I feel like it's a good foundation to go into these movies with.

The premise of this film is offensive on any level and by any definition. It wears this on its sleeve. If it is something you can't break away from, critically or conceptually, then you will not like this film; you will probably HATE this film. It's a film which deserves this scorn and actively seeks it out. And it's the latter point which makes it actually good.

The plot, as it were: "A seemingly anti-bourgeois group of adults spend their time seeking their 'inner idiot' to release their inhibitions. They do so by behaving in public as if they were developmentally disabled." The connection to Breaking the Waves or to "a little girl lost in the woods" might feel like a million miles off, but the conclusion of this film is so stark, so grounded and so connected, it's clear as day.

Among the first films ever to be shot entirely with digital cameras, The Idiots, well, looks like one of the first films ever to be shot entirely with digital cameras. But there is an excitement and an immediacy which comes with the use of this (at the time) new medium, and that carries through to today. All of the Dogma 95 movies come with a cute little certificate which is filmed onscreen as a title card before the film rolls. This movie operates at 60% Dogma 95, failing to observe 4 of the movement's 10 rules. The whole thing on some level, LIKE ALL ART (!), is a big put-on. But having seen two (of the 35) Official Dogma 95, it's clear that the ethos isn't meant to adhere to a strict set of rules. They're guidelines for creation, to make something that's a part of something else, of an ilk, so to speak. And yet they're guidelines which, in the wrong hands, could/would prove disastrous. I would imagine a bad Dogma 95 movie is as bad as movies can possibly get.

It's Trier's ability not just to make this weird, warped trip worth your time (with the fully executed ending), but to tie it to its predecessor that is truly special. I have no idea where the next film, Dancer in the Dark, might go but I can't wait to find out.

SCORE: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I'll be counting down all of Lars Von Trier's movies right here at @cinemacentral666 every Thursday through September 2023

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[enviedear]

tread carefully ⟶ anakin skywalker

description ⌙ anakin and you attempt to negotiate a treaty with an outer rim planet while you're also attempting to hide your feelings from him. pairing ⌙ anakin x fem!reader warnings ⌙ nsfw, minors dni i will block you (piv, oral, fem receiving, overuse of praise, lmk if i missed any) word count ⌙ 3.5k

— request | masterlist

if you didn't know how much i love friends to lovers now you will especially if it's ani

inspired loosely by this song by mother sza

you're enjoying yourself far too much. there's a faint condescending smile gracing your lips as you stare down the young man just paces away from you. it's unavoidable, you think, the grand joy you get from annoying him.

anakin however, is visibly over it. his jaw is clenched tightly, arms crossed, and eyes dark. he looks like the divine personification of irritation.

"give it back." he says, voice dripping in indignation.

you shrug, looking down at the stolen lightsaber in your hands, "but it's such fun keeping it from you."

in truth, it certainly was fun. hilarious even, that despite his role as jedi knight and yours as the daughter of a senator, you were faster than him. and despite the fact that you’ve now run into a wall, the victory of the chase is more than enough.

"don't make me come and take it. be civilized and hand it over." he makes his way closer to you as he speaks.

you smile, "come and take it then."

he wastes no time, outstretching his hand and using the force to pry the weapon from your grip. you knew he would eventually, but you're thankful for him playing into the joke for this long.

'a test in patience’, he often titled you.

clipping the weapon back onto his belt he gives you an exasperated look, "y/n, we don't have time for this. we're supposed to be leaving for kiros now."

you grab a hold of his robes, pulling him closer to you, "the ship is a ten-minute walk, skywalker. stop acting so official," you narrow your gaze, "besides you started it."

he looks at you incredulously, "me?"

you hum, letting go of him and making your way toward the ship.

his hand finds your shoulder as you walk, setting him at your pace, "please elaborate. i'd love to know how i prompted this."

you can't help but smile, "you ignored me at the banquet last night. i was forced to talk with senator lybi's son, and he was annoyingly adamant about a marriage between the two of us."

anakin chuckles, "he's harmless, just a little love-sick for a pretty girl."

you groan despite how much you enjoy his title of you, "easy for you to say, you weren't on the other end of his advances."

anakin glances at you with a smirk, "contempt doesn't suit you, y/n. and besides, i'm pretty sure i saw you dancing with organa's nephew after lybi's son left you alone."

you roll your eyes, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your mouth, "that was just to pass the time. you know i only have eyes for you, skywalker."

he chuckles, but there's a hint of seriousness in his tone as he responds. "mhm, you flatter me. but we really need to focus on the mission at hand. i don't want to mess this up. obi-wan would never let me hear the end of it."

you nod, the playful banter dissolving into a more serious conversation. "right. the separatist situation on kiros is getting worse by the day. we can't afford any distractions."

anakin's grip on your shoulder tightens, his eyes meeting yours with a sense of determination. "we'll get through it together. just like always."

you smile, feeling a warmth spread throughout your chest at the familiar reassurance. anakin is your earliest friend, your best-kept and most sacred relationship. from young children who used to play-fight in the jedi temple's halls, to young adults who fly to the beck and call of political superiors. but he was so different now, older, a bit wiser, and so unbelievably handsome.

you've been on countless missions with him, most often accompanied by your father or master obi-wan, but this mission to kiros was tasked simply to the pair of you.

a simple treaty arrangement, going over new regulations regarding the separatists' forces. however, you haven’t been alone with him in so long, and you’re desperately trying to halt your mind from delving into stupid fantasies.

it is difficult though, especially when you looked into his eyes. brilliant blues that seemed never-ending. or his hands that always seemed to find you. but mostly, it was his lips sent you into an absolute frenzy. so full and kissable, you thought of them far too much for a best friend.

upon arrival to the small ship, you check over your documents as anakin prepares to fly. he sits in the pilot seat with a stern concentration, and it's not long before your papers go unread.

you watch him tackle the numerous buttons and switches with ease, tongue wetting his lips in concentration. you can't help but admire the way his muscles flex as he maneuvers, the way his hair falls over his forehead. your heart races as you think about what it would be like to run your hands through it.

anakin's voice interrupts your thoughts. "are you ready?"

you nod, taking your seat beside him, in the co-pilot chair. not that he'd ever let you try to fly. not since you crashed his last delta-7.

as the ship ascends, you can feel a pit in your stomach. the mission frightened you a bit. you were always apprehensive of going into neutral territories for that fact that anyone could be lurking, but deep down, you know what's truly gotten you so worked up.

"y/n, are you alright?" anakin asks, his eyes scanning yours, before looking back ahead.

you take a breath before replying with a soft smile, "i'm fine, anakin. don't get too caught up in my emotions."

he gives you another look, "that’s hard to do when they're basically jumping out at me."

you feel hotter, scared you may have let your little secret slip, "i'll watch myself from now on. besides, this shouldn't be a difficult task. i've got this treaty negotiation stuff down now. i bet we'll be back in coruscant for breakfast tomorrow."

anakin nods, but you can tell he can sense your little lie. he knows you too well, and it's always been impossible to keep anything from him.

he reaches over to you tentatively, hand engulfing your own. "you don't have to hide anything from me, y/n. you know that, right? you can tell me if something's wrong."

your heart races at his touch, and you feel your cheeks flush. "i know," you reply softly.

anakin's hand lingers on yours for a moment longer before he pulls away and focuses back on the controls. the ship hums as it speeds through space, and you try your best to focus on the task at hand.

as you approach kiros, anakin begins to prepare the ship for landing. you can feel the tension building inside you at the thought of doing political negotiations without the experience of your father.

anakin looks over at you once more, sensing your apprehension. "don't worry," he says, giving you a reassuring smile, "i won't let anything happen to you."

you believe him, as you always do. anakin has never let you down before, not even when things got rough. the two of you have been through so much together, and he has always been there for you. he's your best friend, your closest ally and confidant, and the most important person in your life.

the ship lands smoothly on the ground, and anakin turns to you, "ready?" he asks, you nod in response.

you're more than ready. you're determined to get this done as quickly and as effectively as possible.

you and anakin exit the ship and are greeted by one of the representatives of kiro's government. he escorts the both of you to the meeting place, an older building lined with statues of kiro's most famous leaders.

you eye the room anakin and you are ushered into, small but large enough for a grand round table. you go to say something to the jedi, but before you're able, the kirosian delegates huddle into the room.

the kirosian politicians waste little time before delving into the politcal documents. you listen attentively to their concerns and proposals and take notes meticulously. anakin is quiet for most of the meeting, his eyes darting around the room, taking in every detail. you can tell he's assessing the situation, trying to detect any hidden agendas or threats.

the negotiations go on for hours, and you start to feel yourself grow tired. but then, anakin's hand finds yours under the table, and you snap back to attention. his touch sends electricity through your entire body, and you perk back up at the feeling.

finally, after much discussion, the treaty is signed, with only one representative in opposition. you and anakin stand up, both of you feeling a sense of relief. as you walk back to the ship, anakin takes your hand again, and you feel a flutter in your stomach.

he had such a penchant for touch, and it's becoming more challenging for you to mask your glee at such occurrences.

"care to make a stop before heading home? we're not due back until tomorrow?" anakin asks as you make your way back onto the ship.

you smirk, "and let the jedi council and my father believe you've kidnapped me?"

he shrugs, "that, or, we could say negotiations went on longer than expected and that we need to stop for fuel. the closest center is closer to krios anyway, not the way back," he gives you an expectant look, "please, i promise it'll be worth it."

you can't tell him no, not when he looks at you so sweetly and perfect, "fine, but you'll have to be the one to explain our tardiness."

he smiles, inching into the pilot seat, "anything for you."

as the ship takes off, you feel excited for whatever he has planned. anakin was always an adventurous and spontaneous spirit, to the chagrin on one obi-wan, and being with him always felt like a whirlwind of excitement. the anticipation in your stomach has only grown since he took your hand during the negotiation.

as you fly towards a planet you're unfamiliar with, anakin turns to you with a mischievous grin, "i have a surprise for you."

you raise an eyebrow, intrigued, "oh really? and what's that?"

he gives you a shy look, "i booked us a room at the resort. the one we saw advertised a few months ago. we can spend the night there, just the two of us."

your heart skips a beat. you can feel yourself getting warmer, but you can't deny how tempting the idea sounds, "anakin, i don't know if that's such a good idea-"

but he cuts you off, "come on, we deserve it. we never have time together like we used to."

you want to say, 'of course, because we were children then. now the mere sight of you makes me want to pull you into bed with me', but you refrain, opting for, "okay, ani."

as the ship lands, you follow him out into the warm evening air. he takes your hand, yet again, leading you to a large building.

the resort is astounding, a sprawling complex with lush gardens and sparkling pools. you've never heard of it before, but anakin takes the lead, helping you find your room. he gives you a look before opening the door with a flourish.

the room is opulent, reminiscent of a royals' quarters and you're immediately wondering as to how he was able to pay for it.

"there's a library on the fourth floor and a bathhouse outside near the pools— I thought you'd like it," his arms wrap around you, pulling your back into him, "i hope you like it."

you're at a loss for words for a few seconds, taking in the beautiful room and the strong arms holding you indelibly close. you want to turn, bridge the gap, and take his lips into yours. you want to tell him so badly that this is a horrible idea, that you're far too consumed with him to share such a landscape with him.

but you don't, "i love it, anakin. i can't believe you did this for me." your hands find his, resting at your stomach.

anakin turns you around and brings his lips down close to your ear, "anything for you, y/n," he murmurs, his breath tickling your skin.

you shudder with pleasure at the sound of his voice and lean into him. you know that you shouldn't be here, but you can't resist the pull that he has on you.

for a moment, you allow yourself to forget about everything else, to just be in this moment with him. but as his hands wander down to your hips, pulling you into him in a foreign way, you begin to feel a sense of guilt and shame. you know this is turning into something different, something wrong.

"i can't," you say softly, pulling away from him. "we shouldn't be here like this, anakin."

he looks at you with confusion and concern in his eyes. "what's wrong? is it the room? i can get us another one if you don't like it."

you shake your head,"no, it's not the room. it's me. i’m not thinking the way i should, and i’m scared of saying or doing the wrong thing."

he takes your hand and pulls you close to him again. "you could never, you only ever tell me the right things."

you take a deep breath, knowing that what you're about to say could ruin everything. the friendship you've built and the rules you know he's meant to follow, "anakin i don't think of you as i should anymore. i fear i've grown an unwelcomed attachment to you, and i don't want to wreck everything."

anakin's eyes widen in shock, "what are you saying?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"i'm saying that i've fallen for you, anakin," you whisper, eyes glassy, "and i know it's wrong, i know it, but i can't help how i feel. believe me, i've tried."

anakin looks at you for a moment, his face unreadable. then he gives you a soft smile, turning you forward and taking your face in his hands, "you could never wreck anything, y/n," he says softly. "i feel the same way. and i’ve fought it for too long. i love you, and i want you. if you'll let me.”

you stare at him in shock. you had never expected him to say anything of the sort. for a moment, you just stand there, staring at each other.

but then he leans forward, pressing his lips to yours. a gentle kiss at first, tentative. but then it becomes something more, something you've never known before, and you find yourself getting lost in the feeling.

you know that you're doing something wrong, that this could have serious consequences. but for the moment, you don't care. all you care about is the way that anakin makes you feel, the way that he's always made you feel.

as you deepen the kiss, anakin's hands trail down your body, pulling you closer to him. the heat between the two of you is unmistakable, and you can feel your heart racing as each second floats by.

there's the rational part of you, the part that knows that this can't continue— it goes against everything the jedi order stands for— but in this moment, you can't find fault in your actions.

anakin breaks away from the kiss, eyes holding an intense longing that you've never seen them carry before, "i want you," he says, voice raspy and rough with desire, "i need you, more than anything."

you incline into him in agreement, trying to wordlessly vocalize your complete surrender into his lust. together, you stumble towards the nearest wall to lean against, and anakin begins to kiss down your neck, while his hands roam your body.

you moan softly, and he pulls back to look you in the eyes, "say it back," he pleads, his voice ragged with need.

"i need you too," you express, and the words come out without a hint of hesitation, "i need you so badly."

anakin wastes no time in returning his lips to yours and you both give in to each other with fervor. it's like a wildfire, consuming your every thought and measure, altering into something unknown and yet all-encompassing. as if nothing else exists— only this moment, only him.

your hands travel up onto his chest as he guides your hips closer against him, lifting your dress so that he can set his grip upon your inner thighs. you gasp at his touch, so familiar to you and yet entirely new.

you desperately want to feel his skin, the muscles of his chest, anything— so you make a definitive move to remove his tunic. anakin smiles into you and pulls away to help, revealing himself to you.

you look up at him, struck with want, "you're so perfect, ani."

he stifles a groan and lifts you. instinctively your legs wrap around him, arms coming to meet each other around his neck. he holds you tightly, as though you'd fall away from him, as he carries you onto the plush bed.

"i've wanted you like this for so long, y/n," his voice flutters against your neck, and you feel his hands begin to make work of the buttons holding your dress together, "you’re all i can think about."

your head feels empty at his words, "please," is all you can musteer in response, lifting slightly so that he can pull your dress over your head, leaving you exposed before him.

he takes you in, and ravages you with his blues. you watch as his gaze dips to your chest and take a sharp intake of breath when he gently cups your breasts.

"so pretty," he coos, head dipping back down to your neck, slowly descending down until he finds the bulb, giving it a chaste kiss.

you shiver at his contact, fingers tangling in his soft hair and tugging ever so slightly as he continues traversing further down your body. anticipation radiates through you until finally, anakin brings himself eye-level between your legs. his hands snaking up the inside of your thighs gently pushing them apart, tranquil heat radiating from him to overpower what had once been any fear or worry bubbling up within you.

he pulls back just enough so that you can look up into those dreamy blues once more only to be met with nothing but a pure carnal desire radiating from within them, "say it again, tell me you want me, please.” he speaks before lightly pressing a kiss to your inner thigh— eyes searching yours for confirmation at what has suddenly become something so much more than desire itself—trust

"i want you," you reply earnestly, "i always have."

that's all the permission he needs, and you watch in awe as his head sinks down to your center. he's teasing at first, giving you soft kisses until you're moaning in response. more—that's what you want, and you're sure he knows, as he begins to tongue your clit, arms pulling you further into him.

you're lost in sensation—eyes fluttering shut as you feel yourself spinning into an abyss of pleasure. it's almost too much, but just as you begin to near your climax, he pulls away.

your eyes open, finding him fumbling with his trousers, sliding the, away and freeing himself.

"c'mere," he gestures for you, and you fall onto your knees, head inches under his own. he grabs you, flipping you on top of him, settling into the bed. he feels divine beneath you and you can't help but to grind down into him, eliciting a groan from him, "fuck, do that again."

you do, and it's like a key unlocking something inside of you. he guides your hips as you begin to move against him, letting out moans above him.

his hands, strong and calloused, guide you to a halt and make you rise just enough for him to palm himself, his tip toying at your entrance. you look at him through hooded eyes before pressing down, feeling him begin to enter you.

his eyes roll back, "that's right, just like that," you can't help the sounds that come from you at his praise, and he continues to sing you honors, "my pretty girl, you're doing so well. c'mon you can take more."

that's all it takes for you to settle onto him fully, feeling full from his length. as you sink down fully, anakin grabs your arm, nails innocently biting into you, "that's my girl."

you ride him—slow and steady at first, rocking back and forth in unison as you both close your eyes to bask in the moment. it isn't long before you begin to pick up speed, thrusting yourself onto him quicker.

his other hand comes around to grip the side of your neck, pushing down delicately until your lips meet again. he's a groaning mess into your mouth, thrusts beginning to overtake you. you falter, but he takes control, arms wrapping around you and pulling you closer. his lips pull away from yours and begin to leave sloppy kisses at your neck, stopping to issue you more praise, more adoration.

"i love you," anakin breathes out between thrusts—voice gravely now—"so much."

it's almost too much for you at those words and you're barely able to respond coherently, "i love you, too."

you can do nothing but move with him, arms wrapping around to grip at his back as you both reach the peak. a blissful moan of ecstasy leaves your lips and he follows soon after, finally stilling against you.

sated and exhausted, you collapse onto his chest—tears beginning to gather in your eyes at his admission.

anakin notices this, and he tilts up your chin so that your gaze is set upon him once again. "i mean it," he speaks softly into her ear before planting a kiss on her forehead, "i adore you, sweet girl."

and you know he does, truly— as do you.

[ultrakdramamama]

240730 shinee 어?. 켜졌다. 너의 마음.

[eng tran] Oh? It's on. Your heart.

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#MINHO#민호@choiminho_1209 #SHINee#샤이니 #아는형님#KnowingBros #SHORTee

[culturefrancaise]

Soudain saisie par l'idée que si je continue mon French AU pour Captain America, Steve se réveillera dans une France gouvernée par Sarkozy, sera interviewé par Michel Drucker, Yann Barthès dans "Le petit journal", découvrira qu'on est passé à l'euro depuis des années...

2011 c'est l'année de l'intervention française en Lybie contre les forces de Khadafi, le début de l'affaire Dupont de Ligonnès, de l'arrestation de DSK à New-York pour agression sexuelle, la proclamation de Peyong-Chang pour les JO d'hiver de 2018, la sortie du film "Intouchables" avec Omar Sy et François Cluzet, du tout dernier film "Harry Potter", c'est "The artist" primé à Cannes... La fin de la télévision en analogique, remplacée par la TNT.

Niveau musique voilà ce qui était populaire :

"Rolling in the deep", "Born this way", "Raise your glass", "Raise your glass", "Party rock anthem", "The A team", "Paradise", "Move like Jagger", "S&M", "Run the world (girls)"...

Côté francophone : "La fée" de Zaz, "L'horloge tourne" de Mickaël Miro... "La Seine" de Vanessa Paradis...

[yespat49]

La folie guerrière des 3 derniers présidents français

Souvenez-vous : Sarkozy avait dit en public à Hollande lors d’une interview en extérieur je crois après un débat télé “quand on fait une guerre on la fait vite et bien” en faisant allusion à “sa” guerre de Lybie, au moment de la campagne présidentielle de 2012… J’avais été choqué par l’impudence de Sarkozy, connaissant un peu les dessous mafieux de l’affaire libyenne… Et cela n’avait pas manqué…

[a-d-nox]

Hi ! Can you tell me about lameia if you can please? I heard that is the Greek version of lilith so I wondered if they have the same effects in a chart, thank u have a great day/night!😊💫

lamia, the devourer (asteroid 248)

Lamia was the daughter of Belus (some say she was the daughter of Poseidon) and Lybie - both were Egyptian rulers at the time. The Classical Antiquity poet, Aristophanes, states that Lamia was a queen of Libya who captivated Zeus. Hera was not at all pleased with this coupling so she aimed to ruin Lamia. Every time that Lamia had a child, Hera arranged for the child to be killed either at Lamia's hands or someone else's. As one could imagine, Lamia started to get paranoid, unhinged, and desperate - so she started stealing babies from others... and eating them (i did say unhinged). To stop this, Zeus had Lamia pluck out her own eyes (in some versions it is Lamia who tries to pluck out her eyes and fails to do so) - Hera however cursed her with sleeplessness (it is speculated that this curse was to see future events - Lamia would be plagued with the worst of the visions often seeing the death of her children or other children around her) and convinced her to keep her eyes in a jar. Sleepless, deranged, and desperate Lamia became a troubling creature who stalked the night. Many people at the time made her into the equalivent of "the boogeyman" - telling their children that Lamia would eat them if they were bad. IN MY OPINION Lameia in your chart can represent a) where you have a fall from grace, b) where other people make you do terrible things, c) where you are desperate, d) your reputation with children, e) where you have visions of terrible things, f) insomnia, and/or g) why/where others fear you.

i encourage you to look into the aspects of lameia along with the sign, degree, and house placement. for the more advanced astrologers, take a look at the persona chart of lameia AND/OR add the other characters involved to see how they support or impede lameia!

OTHER RELATED ASTEROIDS: zeus (5731 / h42), hera (103), and aristophanes (2934)!

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