WHEN THE HOMIES JUST GET YOU
“Man you gotta read this.. right up your alley. The authors subject, aghori-siddha (basically wizard) goes into details of their rights, and claims essentially to be omnipresence by virtue of complete mergence with Goddess/Ma.
“One right - shava sadhana, is ‘procuring a corpse’ - a 15 yo girl in this case, he and the body naked. He sits atop the pelvis, like on the corpse, the mouth is filled with oil and a wick inserted.
“Must sit there and chant goddess mantra all through the night on a new moon, the only light being that candle illuminating the dead face. Goddess apparently shows right the fuck up with a boon of choice.
“Oh and he had to down a bottle of village moonshine first, he was a Krishna worshipping normie, no drinking.
“His guru took him out to do this by surprise and it was either do it, or be knife-killed by a band of thugs the guru brought along.
“When you can embrace the divine beauty on that situation and all it represents, you’re in.
“Of course they did not kill anyone to get the subject.
“Lord Shiva is there, revered and mentioned, but his perfect light of consciousness is just that, nothing to do - it’s neither here nor there. The unseen foundation of the house and all that goes in within it, just making it at all possible.
“Shakti on the other hand, is *everything* we can know and experience.”
*a text message one of my fraters just shot me
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dorm leaders all haveing a crush on the same person
Lmao this can only end badly! 🥰💅
So like Riddle has a MASSIVE advantage because you spend so much time with ace and deuce, so there for you spend a lot of time with riddle
Floyd is torn between helping riddle or helping Azul, so he just helps both and it’s not a good thing
Riddle is now 1000000x stricter with the others
Azul has an advantage as well because jade can find out anything and Floyd is your friend
Ok so like idia is in the middle because his advantage is ortho, and like who can resist ortho? But also he’s super shy and a shut in
Imagine all of them glaring at each other during council meetings (idia is also glaring threw his screen)
Malleus has a big disadvantage because it’s hard for him to get close to you because he’s intimidating but he trys none the less!
Honestly they all try to steel your time with each other
Leona trys to say he doesn’t care but oh boy he sure does
Who knows, maybe this devolves into ghost marage pt. 2 electric boogalo but it’s just you and the boys™
Of course vil thinks he’s the best bet because he’s arrogant
Vil doesn’t say he wants rook to stalk you but he def doesn’t stop him
Kalim invites you to all of his party’s and just trys to be as nice as possible
Well now you have 7 boys plus the others protecting you so I’d like to see someone try to throw hands
All of them show off so much lmao! Idia is the exception but ortho makes up for it by talking about his “awesome super cool big brother”
Imagine if you will, all of them are sitting in the council room and they start shit talking each other and arguing while Crowley is like “wtf is going on”
Riddle bring up that azuls Shaddy business
Azul bring up Riddles anger issues and vils arrogance
Vil mentioning leonas lazyness, azuls deals and idias shut-in tendencies
Idia claping back that he’s the one who got kidnapped while vil got slapped, and how malleus is super intimadeing
Leona fireing off at how kalim is a party boy
This all devolvs into arguments and Crowley making a get along T-shirt and giving detention
If you pick one of them eventually the others will be salty but eventually get over it, it may take a little to build back friendship but overall it’ll end up ok
Overall it’s super chaotic and absolutely Halrious
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marag ab adass (lentil soup) - iraq
cookbook: mama nazima’s jewish iraqi cuisine
total time from start to finish: 40 minutes
rating system
difficulty: 3 (pretty easy)
this recipe does require some basic knife skills to chop the veggies but overall it's a very beginner friendly recipe.
rating: 4
very good, i'd definitely make it again.
this was really good. i think when i make it again i’m going to soak the rice and lentils before i put them in the pot. i also added more salt than the recipe called for because it just didn’t quite feel like enough. i also forgot the mint and didn’t have shallots so that’s on me, but overall this was really filling and tasted great. i served it with moroccan semolina bread (which i can also review if y'all want)
recipe:
2 tsp olive oil (i used more)
1 small onion, chopped
1 stalk celery, chopped
1 tsp salt (i used more)
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1/2 tsp black pepper
1 tsp ground cumin
1/2 tsp ground turmeric
1 cup uncooked rice
1 cup dried green lentils
1 cup dried orange lentils
3 large tomatoes, minced
1/2 cup (about 4) chopped scallions
1/4 cup (2 tbsp) chopped fresh mint
heat the olive oil in a large pot and add the onion. sauté until golden brown. add celery, garlic, salt, and spices and stir for one minute over high heat (toast your spices beforehand for best flavor). add rice, lentils, and tomatoes, reduce to medium heat, add 8 cups of water, and bring to a boil. reduce heat to low, cover and simmer for about half an hour or until the rice and lentils are cooked all the way through. remove from heat and stir in the scallions and mint.
"sh'rubo ala kad haltoo" ("let him drink as much as he can tolerate") means that one should allow a person to do what he is capable of doing, without pushing him beyond his ability.
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How significant is powder metallurgy for the use of bastardly-to-machine stuff like inconel these days? it's just i was checking out some quotes for DMLS printing recently and there wasn't *that* much of a price delta between alu and stuff like maraging steel and superalloys
I can’t speak to other industries, but in rocket engineering and fusion engineering it’s huge. Everybody loves to 3D print inconel, as well as funky copper alloys (shoutout to GRCop-84) and steel. It has terrific mechanical properties and you can make almost any arbitrary shape. The hot new thing to do is to 3D print as much of your rocket as possible.
HOWEVER, in nuclear fusion, inconel in general is kind of going out of fashion. For those of you in the room who aren't familiar, inconel refers to a class of "superalloys," structural metals that can retain their strength while very close to their melting point. One would think this would be a super useful property in a fusion reactor, and one would be absolutely correct. JET in the UK went hog-wild with inconel, as did TFTR at Princeton.
But, depending on the alloy, inconel is anywhere from 50% to 70% nickel. Nickel is particularly problematic in areas of high neutron flux (like, say, in a fusion reactor), where it captures neutrons and "activates." Almost every element does this to one extent or another, but it's real bad when it happens to nickel.
I'm not a neutronics person, but from what they tell me, the various transmutation reactions give you both radioactive byproducts with annoyingly long half-lives, and pockets of helium that lead to severe embrittlement. A nickel-rich alloy is just not going to have a good time in a fusion power plant, long term.
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Bite me. Love me
König x black reader
Part 2
A/N-He's weird a walking red flag but the red flags are hazy almost like they're not there? Like a marage. His red flags are something you quite can't put a finger on at first until you realise it's everything it's the sum of all he's doing. A good boyfriend but a bit strange Idk he's sort of a you gotta get uncomfortable before you get comfortable
For me könig a bit of a strange man a man. He kinda understands social cues, but sometimes gets them a bit wrong. he slightly pushes your boutons and boundaries to see what he can get away with and how he can squeeze you
It's kinda like he has you in his teeth but he's not actually biting down, just grinding and rolling you in-between his teeth, he likes it and you're 'safe' that way, he wouldn't actually hurt you
Listen, sorry for all that yapping, but you needed to hear it. Anyway, a longer/second part to könig failed flirting attempt.Please like, reblog, and comment. Not proofread
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You lost a bag that's cool, that's fine, although wouldn't call it lost, stolen more like given? Bag was practically thrown it into the robbers' hands. self-preservation above all else.
You couldn't focus on a single thing. Thoughts and worries tangle in your head as you recall the past events in your kitchen. You survive all that time back home, not getting robbed, only for your black ass to be robbed in a cafe in Austria!
'Come to Austria they said it'll be fun they said!'
ID, cards, money, everything in that bag gone. Thrown to the hands of a strange man. Why you. You'd have to go to the police, file a report, call the bank, and freeze your cards. "Aghhh!" All you could do was drop the floor and cry.
Surprisingly, this wasn't the worst pick-up fail könig had, so he can at least find comfort in that. can't get any lower than rock bottom...
The purse in his hands looked comical small, maybe its him, his hands that are making it look so small. you couldn't keep all your things in here? maybe it's a trend for women to carry purses the size of apples, putting fashion over function. Not something that könig would do.
Those who saw the whole ordeal go down, now eye him with suspicion, wondering what his next move will be, gripping their own items closer. He can only laugh to himself if he wanted he'd have no problem taking their stuff away. But it's better to leave so he can find you.
Walking out, he takes the time to look through your bag. cards, ID, cash, so manu important things, and you just handed them over to him. Playing with the ID card in his hands, mulling over your features. you had such a pretty name, such a serious face you were making in your photo too, not at all like the frightened look you had before.
It's more than enough to track you down he still didn't get the chance to ask you out. He couldn't bring it back empty-handed. Maybe a new purse would do.
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The kitchen floor provides a surprising amount of comfort in these moments. 5 panic attacks down, and you're only down starting to cry. The knock on the door is either about to be a blessing or curse. Maybe the police finally came, or a good samartain got your purse back.
There wouldn't be any blessing today. The other side of the door only showed your assailant. If the panic attacks weren't enough to send you over the edge, spiralling, seeing this man at your door certainly was. taking your purse wasn't enough, like some sick grim reaper he's come for your life.
Playing dead is an option, right? You'd have to be stupid to think you could outrun this man. Yeah, laying down for a quick kill would be best-
" I brought you a gift, to apologise"
A gift?
You kept your eyes on bag half because you couldn't believe him and also you were too scared to look him in the eyes.
"It seems I scared you back at the cafe, I only wanted to ask you out" he holds out a bag in front of you.
Ha. It was a mistake. A simple misunderstanding. You'd spent the better half of today crying on the floor because of some big man's poor flirting skills. You wanted to cry again.
Might as well take the bag. What's one more mistake or bad choice today. All your items are there, and you suddenly feel relife, tears welling in eyes as your knees buckle. Your purse, cards, sweets, the second half of the book you're reading? Wait, some of this isn't yours.... was he using your bag to hold his stuff?? You stare back at him, waiting for an answer.
" they're yours a gift to apologize"
"Oh"
Maybe it's all in your head. You're just on edge in a new place. You feel like you can finally relax. The tension knotted in your shoulders slowly unravels. You feel silly and like a wet dog
" I'm sorry about that. Thank you for bringing it back,"
"A date"
What. You see him now only closer than before threatening to enter the boundaries of your home.
" Let me take you out for a drink to apologise." It's such an intense stare he has, focused souly on you. It makes you uncomfortable, stepping back slightly to put some space between you, a bad idea, as he matched your pace stepping forward, foot now fully in your house. You started in disbelief. There's no way this man just stepped in your house, muddy shoes and all. For the last time today, you look back at him, annoyed. An surprise for könig but not an unwelcome one.
"I don't drink"
"coffee"
"No"
"Tea"
"Hmm "
he squints and pauses at that answer
'"a cafe"
"Leave please"
"I'll pick you up on Thursday"
He's barley out the door before you shut it on him, locking the door and pulling the chain
she didn't say no right away. That means he still got a chance.
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It's Thursday afternoon and once again you're sat in the kitchen panicking as your feet tap along with the rhythm of the clock.
The whole morning was spent worrying out your mind. It's a miracle your heart hasn't given out yet. Maybe he was just messing you, and now you've spent the whole morning worrying for nothing. more time passed, and your worry turned to annoyance. You did your whole makeup for this, and he didn't show.
You jump up at the sound of the door, rushing to open it. You pause. Taking a moment to collect yourself before before opening the door.
He looks better than before, still donning that scary balaclava, but in more casual clothes and flowers in hand. He's too forward with his actions, pushing the bouquet in your hands before he even spoke.
It's awkward. He doesn't say much(because that worked so well the first time), and neither do you. This silent walk is too painful to bear.
At least you can say he's a gentleman (sort of). The date was paid in full, and he got a gift. You've learned a few things about könig now. His jokes are cheesy, but they did make you laugh. He resides in an upscale apartment that's too big for him (his words)outside of the city centre. Currently on break from the army (a potential red flag that'll lingered in your thoughts), he's got a big appetite and love for strong drinks.
This afternoon hadn't been all that unpleasant. You quite like the man, you find some strange comfort and safety in him. It's even nice when he pulls you close to him, resting a hand on your hip.
"Haha, are you happy to see me, or is that a knife in your pocket?"
"Knife."
"Hah-" and He pulled out a blade.
...
Oh. Now we're back to weird again.
Why couldn't he just be normal!? It's too casual the tricks he's doing with the knife. How were you supposed to pretend this was normal
You try your best to smile, to not turn and flee scream but your lips tremble. You're really wishing he did have a boner instead. You're not sure what to say or what annoys you more how casual he is, not a single worry on his face.
This is exactly why you shouldn't go out with strange men who randomly appear at your doorstep. At the very least, he's a strong contender for the "Most Heart Attacks Caused by a Man" award.
König wasn't stupid he could sense your worry as you tried to hide behind a lopsided smile. Watching your eyes shift between him and blade, waiting for his next move. You're cute. He'll have fun messing with you.
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You couldn't be happier to be home. You survived! You'd never have to see that nasty man again!
*beep*
It doesn't matter how long you stare at your phone in confusion and annoyance. The message on your phone is clear
......
Where did this man even get your number!? He's known for a 2 whole day's, there's no chance he knows anyone close to you.
You're never going to be free of this man
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