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[waybackwanderer]

welcome Sep 1997 Archived Web Page

[jpmellojr]

OASIS Open's push for a software supply chain standard: All together now?

OSIM aims to build a unifying framework incorporating existing SBOM data models, including CSAF, CycloneDX, OpenVEX, and SPDX https://tinyurl.com/38kjaf8b

[queretarotv]

Músicos queretanos se integran a la Orquesta Sinfónica Infantil de México

Tras participar en el proceso de audición y selección, tres jóvenes queretanos fueron aceptados para integrar la Orquesta Sinfónica Infantil de México (OSIM) en su edición 2023; se trata de Keane Didier Olazarán Santana, para la sección de percusión; Montserrat Plácido Díaz, para la sección de viola y Lucía Tendilla N��ñez, para la sección de violonchelo. Recordar que la convocatoria fue lanzada…

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Found Gen 1 pt.67

Kiersten: Your phone is ringing again.

M:..

Kiersten: Please let me take you inside. It's freezing out here.

M:....

Kiersten: I know we haven't known each other that long, but you are my closest friend here and I care for you like a sister. So I’m going to be honest. I don't think Kason did whatever it is that Paris is trying to convince you of. And yes, I know he kept things from you.. but maybe he had a good reason. The love between you two is different.

M:......

Kiersten: I've never seen any man look at anyone the way that Kason looks at you. I'm not even sure he knows the female gender exist outside of you. You need to talk to him. You told me yourself, he's never done anything to make you distrust him.

Finally she breaks her silence.

M: No, he never has. I swear I'm not trying to be close minded here. I want to talk and give him a chance to tell me its not what it looks like, but...

Kiersten: It's her isn't it?

M: Why does she know the girl in that photo? Why would Kason spend time with anyone that would willingly associate with her.

Kiersten nods in understanding

Kiersten: This is why you need to talk to him. Only he can answer those questions for you, AND! when you do, don't let what Paris said cloud your judgement. She's a bitter and jealous women, Kason is your husband, your soulmate.

M: What if I don't like the answers I get? Then what?

Kiersten shakes her head, a genuine smile lit up her gorgeous face. She takes M by the hand helping her onto her feet. She wraps a reassuring arm around M’s waist, pulling her in close, both for comfort and warmth while leading her towards the exit.

Kiersten: Its going to be okay. Come on, we can call him when we get inside.

For the second time that evening Kiersten was M’s guide to safety. Sheltering her from the cold and attempting to shield her mind from the thoughts that threatened to consume her normally jovial friend.

The Gratz Backyard

Kason: Well, they aren't here.

Rufus: We could go inside. What's the harm?

Kason: Do you want to explain to a sleepover full of kids that we don't know where their mothers are?

Rufus: I'm sure that wouldn't please your mother-in-law either. You've made your point.

Kason could feel himself reaching a point of desperation. They'd been searching for M and Kiersten for almost 2 hours and no one but Paris had seen them leave. Neither were answering the phone and it was getting noticeably colder as the night dragged on.

Kason: Let's head to your place. The temperature is dropping I doubt they're hanging around outside.

Kason checked his phone for the millionth time. The ringer was on full volume but It hadn't made a sound all evening. He checked anyway, trying to stay positive as they hurry up the street hoping to find his heart.

The Walter’s house

Kiersten watched M from the kitchen. She'd been staring at her phone for 10 minutes before dropping her head onto the table. She was supposed to be texting Kason but had yet to muster up the courage.

Kiersten: I told you. I can just call Rufus and tell him we’re here. I'm sure they're together. Kason must be worried.

M: What do I say when I see him?

Her voice muffled by the table.

Kiersten: You tell him what you saw and then you ask your questions and listen.

She lifts her head from the table with notable effort. She was tired, cold and her stomach was tying its self into water knots. She’d already abandoned her cup of coffee and had completely ignored the plate of Spooky cookies Kiersten had laid out, more out of politeness than M’s willingness to consume anything since Paris’s little bombshell.

M: This feels so strange. Normally when I have a problem I talk to Kason.

Kiersten: It's easy to see you two love each other but so obvious that you’ve never hit a bump in the road. In your relationship I mean. I have a feeling yours will pass quickly.

M: Why?

Kiersten: Because, I know he didn't do it, and so do you. Your upset because your confused. For the first time he did something uncharacteristic but who's to say its a bad thing.

M refused to look Kiersten in the face even though her tone almost demanded her attention. She didn’t want her to see how she clung to those words like a lifeline.

M: I hope you’re right.

Just outside Kason and Rufus rush into the house. Once inside they hurry to their respective partners gathering and fussing over the women to be sure they were unharmed.

Kason: Thank the watcher! M are you okay? I've been trying to call you.

She nods to avoid making eye contact.

Rufus: Ya could have called me.

Kiersten: I'm sorry My love.

As Kiersten and Rufus embraced and whispered sweet comforts to each other Kason takes M by the hand and without a word leads her into the Walter’s backyard.

The air had a bite to it, as the breeze blew in from the coast. The only sound was the whispers of the wind and the constant swaying of multicolored leaves as they dried and fell to the ground with the faintest tap.

Kason: Mercury

M: who is she?

Her voice, barely above a whisper, carries in the empty yard.

Kason: Her name is Madison.

He waits, knowing she needed to be in control of this situation. He didn’t rush her, allowing her time to think her next question through.

M: And?

She finally responds, a hint of irritation coating her tone. 

Kason: And nothing M. I met Madison at the clinic the day of Comets appointment. She was there with her cat. She said hello and we talked for a while. That was it.

M: That was it?! Then why are there two pictures of you!

Kason was taken back. He couldn't recall a time he'd heard M truly raise her voice in anger. The furrow in her brow wasn't the same as when she was intensely focused, but he knew why. He wasn’t ignorant to what she was truly upset about, but he didn’t want her to ask because he didn’t have an answer yet.

Kason: After my meeting on Saturday, Madison was at the cafe with friends when I got there. She came over to say hi.

It wasn’t a total lie but it wasn’t the truth and it killed him to not tell her everything.

M: She's friends with Paris.

Kason: Mercury, I swear I had no idea she was friends with Paris.

Mercurys phone rings, its Takara. She ignores it.

M: But Paris..

Kason: M please, listen to me. I don't know what Paris said or what she tried to make this seem like but it isn't true. You know me Mercury I would never do anything to hurt you. Why would I? I’d be an idiot to trade you, or what we have for any woman.

He takes a step forward. She takes one back. That single step made her feel miles away instead of inches. She had never moved away from his embrace. It was a first and it hurt like hell.

M: The hardest part is in my heart I know I should trust you, I want to trust you but it hard to ignore the what’s right in my face Kason. If she’s just your friend, finding out about her like this feels wrong. I don't know what part Paris had to play in all this, but YOU lied to me. YOU kept her a secret, not Paris. You.

She walked past him and leaves. Taking with her everything he felt made him whole.

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[mishkakagehishka]

The only people who came round so far are people asking me for directions which is so funny to me. Personally.

[marrelica]

Nisam mislio da cu ikad vidjet da ce HDZ ovako popusit, ali predivno nesto moram priznat

[raininyourblackeyes]

The swans I saw on a walk on saturday

[peronasbeloved]

considering… more f/os.. pretty much all platonic or familial tho

[skineruptions]

ok conclave was cuntyy

[belog-grada-crna-princeza]

Niko osim tebe

Niko te ne može spasiti osim tebe. Naći ćeš se ponovo i ponovo u gotovo nemogućim situacijama. Oni će pokušati ponovo i ponovo pod izgovorima, pod maskama i silom da te nateraju da podlegneš, odustaneš, ili tiho umreš iznutra. Niko te ne može spasiti osim tebe, i biće dovoljno lako da ne uspeš tako lako ali nemoj, nemoj, nemoj. Samo ih posmatraj. Slušaj ih. Zar želiš to da budeš? Bezličan, bezdušan, bezosećajan stvor? Zar hoćeš da doživiš smrt prije smrti? Niko te ne može spasiti osim tebe, ti si biće vredno spasa. To je rat koji nije lako dobiti ali ako je išta vredno pobede onda je to ovo. Razmisli o tome. Razmisli o spasavanju sebe. Tvog duhovnog sebe. Tvog hrabrog sebe. Tvog pevajućeg magičnog sebe i tvog prelepog sebe. Spasi ga. Ne priključuj se mrtvima u duši. Održavaj sebe humorom i skladom, i na kraju ako je neophodno uloži i celog sebe u tu borbu, bez obzira na izglede, bez obzira na cenu. Samo ti možeš da spasiš sebe.

Učini to! Učini! I tada ćeš tačno znati o čemu govorim.

-Čarls Bukovski

[malonasjealnasima]

ako ne prođemo u europsko idem do uefe i ubijam se pred njima

[mathiasriverus]

Kako mrzim što moj mozak ne može ništa drugo raditi dok čeka...

[gammadoppler]

[wrong-side-0f-reality]

znaci ja na ketu u busu sljepljena za sjedalo i SVEJEDNO nadem snage da se ustanem babi koja jedva stoji.... i ljudi mi imaju obraza rec da sam losa osoba

[palangkaset]

ยกระดับ 2 ประมงสู่ซาซิมิ ราคาแพง ด้วย Ozone Slurry Ice

  ยกระดับ 2 ประมงสู่ซาซิมิ ราคาแพง ด้วย Ozone Slur […]

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[radiogornjigrad]

Sobe neispunjenih snova

„Sve je podložno ritmu. Ritam je u svemu, u kucanju srca, u smjeni dana i noći, u slijedu godišnjih doba, u načinu na koji hodamo ili vojnički stupamo, u poslu svakoga obrtnika, a pjesnik nije ništa drugo nego obrtnik u službi ljepote, čak i onda kada ona to nije. Sve teče, govorio je stari Heraklit; sve titra po zakonima nekoga ritma, pisao je Vladimir Nazor. Nema skladbe bez ritma, pravilnoga…