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rendy-a · 1 year

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The Red String of Fate - A Poll Game!

Based off the first poll, here is an introduction chapter. The second poll is still open, go weigh in on who should help the Prefect find their true love!

You had been having the strangest sense of wrongness lately. It was as though you could almost see something from the corner of your eye but, when you looked directly at it, it was gone. It was the worst during Trein’s lectures when you sat quietly taking notes. Each movement of your hand seemed to provoke the mystery mirage into action. You were growing quite frustrated at it and how it impacted your concentration.

“Is something wrong, Prefect-san?” came a sweet and childish voice from behind you. “Ah! Ortho! Oh, its nothing. I just…” you began before suddenly being hit with an epiphany, “Ortho! This is perfect! You have a bunch of high-tech scanning gear, right? Do you detect anything moving in this general area?” You make a sweeping motion to your side where the phantom image bothers you most. “You are correct, Prefect-san! My brother has equipped me with the best in visual detection hardware! Let me run a scan now!” he replies in a cheerful voice, always happy to show off Idia’s tech. After a moment the results are in, “I’m sorry Prefect-san but my scans do not detect anything out of the ordinary. What anomaly were you hoping to find?”

You sigh dramatically and describe what you’d been feeling. “Search complete.” Ortho speaks moments after you finish, “Could you be seeing the Red String of Fate?” You tilt your head quizzically to the side, “The red string of what?” Ortho gives you a very technical explanation, involving several cited sources. You easily shrug off the things that come from comical origins; ‘Mates destined to find each other throughout several lifetimes’ according to Magicamer TruLovz. Only, some of those sources sounded…rather scientific.

You decided to sound it out by asking Professor Crewel about them. “Professor, have you ever read a study from Scientific Magicka? Are they a creditable source of information for a report?” Crewel gives you a suspicious look. “What sort of report is this, pup?” You consider lying but decide it’s not worth the risk and fess up about you interest in the red string of fate. Crewel gives you a look like he’d rather be anywhere than in this classroom counseling a student on true love.

Finally, he speaks to you about the scientific aspects of the red string of fate. To your great amazement, it was all true. Souls born in two halves, destined to meet and unite in true love. Although everyone had a soulmate in theory, not everyone would have the red string. Some soulmates are destined to live and die without ever meeting; separated by time, distance, or other mysterious circumstances.

You gaze at the haze that follows your hand as you move it. Could this by why your red string isn’t visible? Were you born with a soulmate but not destined to meet? You pose this question to Professor Crewel and he is silent for a long moment. “Pup, there is much we still do not know about the string of fate. And you, coming from another world; perhaps even fate was unprepared for you.”

You consider this and then ask, “So, what do you think I should do?” Crewel holds his pointer to his hand and says, “If it were me, I would give fate a hand. If your soulmate won’t come to you then the only solution is…FETCH!” You jump as he gives a sharp crack with the pointer on the last word. Your homeroom teacher was a strange man but his advice was sound. If your soulmate was out there, perhaps you should go searching for them. Only, where to start? This was so much to handle on your own. Luckily, you had an idea on who you can draft to help you on your search.

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borisbubbles · 1 year

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Eurovision 2023 PRESHOW - part 1: the BAD entries

Okay, so here we go.

37 Countries, and sadly not as much time as I would like to cover all of them.

Thus, 37 rambly write ups in which i loquaciously air my gripes and grievances about the upcoming famewhores / artists competing at the 2023 Eurovision Song Contest.

There will be no holds barred and no prisoners taken. This year is trashy, some of it shit, but a lot of it is more fun than last year’s Rulll Musique!! 🙂

In this post we’ll deal with the BAD ENTRIES so we get them out of the way and you know who to hold in contempt for the next two months.

Without further ado, in last place we have:

37. GREECE Victor Vernicos - “What they say” Semifinal 2, slot #08

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There’s quite a bit of subparness in this mix, but nothing is quite as tragic as this miscarriage of a song. It’s already bad enough that you have to rig an internal selection. It’s embarrassing to rig it for this absolute garbage. Was the scandi money worth the price of your top 10 streak, ERT? Was it really?!

Okay, so first and foremost “What they say” has some of the worst chord progression at this contest. Overproduced, obnoxious, cloying and abrasive, all at the same time. Its general cadence is that of an American driving in shift-stick gear. Why does it constantly interrupt itself? Is this supposed to create dramatic pauses where we can figure out what words he’s supposed to have said?

Secondly, the fucking CURSED singing. I don’t care how good of a vocal talent you are, but if you twist your words like marble-mouthed goober into intelligibility such as “assholes make joy no one loses their whey” you’ve fucked up. WHY do the indie zoomer cunts insist on engaging in this tomfoolery? Do they think it gives them a personality and makes them relevant?

Thirdly,

“Cuz u no wud dey seh?

” THEY SAY, *WHAT*?!

The message. The older I get, the fewer fucks I am willing to spare yet another mewling milktoother whining about “how fucked up the world is, it’s too late for me”. Yet, here we are, “a lost soul” (sorry, “asshole”) and “hurt one” (sorry, “huyt wun”) who solemny declares for nobody but himself his precious little feelings are hurt and thus his life is over.

:inhales:

YOU ARE SIXTEEN!!! 😤😤😤😤

HOW CAN YOU SAY YOUR LIFE IS OVER, YOU’RE FUCKING SIXTEEN!!!!

this is like when Sebastian Rejman and Elliot Vassamillet implied that they would ACTUALLY HAVE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS about how bad a place the world is, when in reality they’re so fucking white upper middle class their privilege ALONE enabled them to bore us with soapbox preaching. Even if we don’t assume this isn’t some self-aggrandising hyperbole - having a cause to live and die for is great mate, but if you’re really going down that rabbit hole of “it being too late” at that point in your life, take a step back, get some professional counselling and don’t go to Eurovision, where you get shredded apart by fat frumpy arseholes like me!

Odds at Eurovision - Greece

I’m inclined to say this gets through, because it IS Greece and good lord Denmark is also voting for this, aren’t they? Like unironically even WITHOUT taking the fact that he’s half a Dane (X___X) into account.

And yet... I will point out that when Argo and Yianna NQ’d, Greece were performing in the same semifinal as Cyprus. 🙂

Besides, “What they say” is so ROTTED that I could absolutely see it receive votes from just Cyprus and Denmark and then nothing from any other country, dooming it to NQ purgaory. I would feel more confident if (1) we knew how Victor’s live performance skills are (given that he has no experience, i’m willing to guess they’re not very good) (2) Cyprus were actually much, much better than Greece, so they could deliver the killing blow by hoovering up the Hellene vote. Sadly, Cyprus picked Andrew Lambrou. (more on *that* soon.) if Victor does go through, I think he’s a serious contender for last place in the finale. 🙂

Qualifier Tier: C Predicted placement: 8-14th (semi), 20-26th (Grand Final)

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36. ISRAEL Noa Kirel - “Unicorn” Semi 1, slot #10

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Remember when Starbucks pioneered Unicorn Lattes, which were the saccharine multicolour abominations the zoomers pretended to like because they were in vogue? That’s the first thing I think about whenever Noa Kirel springs to mind. 🙂

The Fandom’s tastes have reached a new low if ANY woman with ANY even remotely uptempo song can be deemed “a slay” because of her gender, privilege and money. Like seriously. Europe selects a few straight male acts (none of which are honestly *bad*) in a row and the fan bubble IMMEDIATELY -out of what I assume has to be a combination of Stockholm Syndrome and latent misandry- imprint onto the first woman they see and crown her a queen without second thoughts.

Like yeah, sure Unicorn is phenomen-phemonen phenominally bad. Like on several levels? Unicorn is actually not offensive because it’s pandering and annoying (although it is very much is both of those things), but because it’s so fucking BORING and it has no excuse to be that way.

Unicorn is a wash of different styles, none of which go together btw, all of which tap into the lowest and commonest of denominators. Its scuffed parts are equally far away from “slay”. The worst offender is the dance break at the end that does NOT suit the rest of the song, drawn inspiration from Efendi’s MATA HARI (honestly how doesn’t Israel just crawl under a rock in SHAME after doing that).

BUT THE POWER OF A YOO-KNEE-CAWN!!! whatever the fuck that means.

What also gets to me is that, despite the superficial shittiness of the catchphrases and buzzwords and fucking STUPID hand gestures, Israel also seem to not only expect the fandom to support them, but act like they’re entitled to it.

What you are entitled to Israel, is a big fat:

If there’s one act this year that has ZERO rights to be arrogant, it’s this one.

ODDS AT EUROVISION - ISRAEL

I’m going to be very brief here: this is bottom five in the grand final. We all know, deep down that Unicorn will fail to impress and everyone will simultaneously come to the conclusion that it’s really fucking shit, and it’ll strand itself in an obsequious 23rd place. End of story. Not wasting any more time on that.

It will qualify though. In a semi with more songs, and also more competitive songs in general, it would struggle to stand out and be on the cusp of qualification. This year though... Israel only need to beat five others, and three of those include Ireland, Azerbaijan and Netherlands, so... it’s through. Someone else will be that semi’s shock NQ.

Qualifier tier: B- Predicted Placement: 8th-10th (semi), 21st-25th (Grand Final)

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35. CROATIA Let 3 - “Mama ŠČ!” Semifinal 1, slot #07

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Imagine being subjected to that and having zero reaction to that whatsoever. If you can imagine that, welcome to my world! 😑

Yeah so, I can sort of respect the logic behind choosing Let 3 - Dora reached an all-time low with no real options (Harmonia Dissonance fully lived up to their name 😔) and Let 3 are a well-known and very well-established Shock Value Novelty Band, so might as well go for it!

The problem is that they’re fucking shit! 🙂

Like, “Mama ŠČ!” is the sort of nihilistic novelty nonsense i’d expect a Montenegro or San Marino to go for and, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed over the years, but I generally don’t care about the tomfoolery those countries send? I’d rather have something vapid that is pleasant to listen to, than something humourous but barely listenable.

Also, the humour. I understand some people find Let 3 funny. I don’t. At all. I think the problem is largely that “Mama ŠČ!” tries to go for Shock Value, but I find none of it particularly shocking? Dressing up a pasty white man as Lenin throwing missiles while yelling CROCODILE PSYCHOPATH isn’t particularly witty and -given the *actual missile throwing* going on in ukraine right now- kinda poor in taste?

I dunno. As you can tell, I respect Croatia MORE than Israel and Greece, because their entry isn’t just a safe attempt at qualification that will cruise to a bottom ten finish. It actually has a clear concept and identity! Sadly that doesn’t take away that it’s actually just kinda crap really. 😐

ODDS AT EUROVISION - CROATIA

This is the first of many entries in this year with an absurdly wide range in terms of where it can finish at the scoreboard.

So first off, there IS a chance the humor just doesn’t land and it NQ’s anyway. Given that the field in the first semi is what it is, I’m tempted to say that, like Israel, Croatia are through by default and perhaps more securely.

However unlike Israel, I could see this getting a good chunk of televotes, and I’m not sure whether I like this? Let 3 unironically remind me of two other godawful novelty entries (So Lucky and We Are The Winners) and I despise the idea of Croatia getting similar traction in a televote. This year generally has a lot of fun trash on offer, and it can do much better than this.

Still, I do think there’s a certain *appeal* for this, in the same sense there was a market for Ikke fucking Hüftgold. It could be a shock top 10! it could also just be ignored by everyone for being shit and annoying and get last in the finale. 🤷‍♀️

Qualifier tier: B Projected placement: 5th-12th (Semi), 13th-20th (Grand Final)

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34. SWITZERLAND Remo Forrer - “Watergun” Semi 1, slot #08

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I present to you: exhibit #1 to why i’m pleased juries are banned from the semi’s. 🙂 and of course the proof comes courtesy of Shitzerland.

So let’s get the USP out of the way first: Remo is a twink with a baritone’s voice aren’t you AMAZED?! Not really? Like he’s got a good voice but that’s not what I watch Eurovision for. I don’t admire people just because they’re competent at the things they’re supposed to be good at in the first place. (Well I don’t admire other people in general, period.) Sadly, Remo’s vocal chops are the only positive thing about “Watergun”!

To be fair I’m -at this stage at least- more bored than i’m annoyed, but the more I think about it, the more i realize that ‘Watergun” is rancid and deserves to be placed amongst the other bad entries. It really just is an uninspired, empty, bland-as-béchamel Voice Lauriate’s First Power Ballad Single, and honestly does anyone care about these? Nobody had a care when Will Church and Atle Pettersen sang their boring songs in a competent, powerful voice, and likewise nobody cares about Remo :-)

You will also notice that I’m not even addressing the, ah, very interesting choice of going with those lyrics and that message, at this point in time. I’m not going to indulge in that... yet. Such is the price of being EVIL on purpose. 🙂

Odds at Eurovision - SWITZERLAND

I REALLY want to believe in twink death, but good grief, look at semi 1. There are only five NQs, and more than five unvotable songs in it.

Rationally, Switzerland are less secure than most because -again- the televote did NOT turn up for Will Church or Atle Pettersen, but i’m not feeling as confident as I’d like. There are other countries in that semi which are equally hopeless or potentially even more of a televote repellent, so I guess by *default* Shitz could sneak in in like... 9th-10th?

As far as who would pick up their phone and vote for this, I honestly don’t have a clue. Cat ladies? Old Farts? Guillible fools? Idk. Certainly nobody with a will to live their best life. Like Victor, Remo is also an unironic contender for a bottom placement in the finale. Unlike Greece though, the path Remo will follow towards the bottom will involve him receiving several smaller jury votes, with another 0 from the televote as the coup de grâce.

Qualifier tier: C Projected Placement: 9th-14th (Semi), 19th-26th (Grand Final)

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NEXT UP: The mediocrities that I sorta pity and hold in contempt, but don’t have a particular dislike for. 🙂

#Eurovision 2023 #ESC 2023 #Liverpool 2023 #Preshow Ranking #BorisBubbles #Croatia #Let 3 #Mama SC!#Israel #Noa Kirel #Unicorn #Greece #Victor Vernicos #What They Say #Switzerland #Remo Forrer #Watergun

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gatekeeper-watchman · 1 year

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What the Bible Says about Fornication

To all you swamp buckets out there in the world I suggest you flee fornication now. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that committeth fornication sinneth against his own body. What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore, glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God’s. 1 Corinthians 6:18-20

Now concerning the things whereof ye wrote unto me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, to avoid fornication, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband. 1 Corinthians 7:1-2

The dictionary meaning of the word “fornication” means any unlawful sexual intercourse including adultery. In the Bible, the Greek definition of the word “fornication” means to commit illicit sexual intercourse. What constitutes unlawful sex? Whose laws do we live by? Worldly standards or laws many times do not always line up with the Word of God. The founding fathers of the United States established many laws that were originally based on Christian standards and the laws of the Bible. However, through time the United States has drifted far from these standards and at the present our moral standards are shocking the world. However, immorality is not only found in the U.S. but is a world-wide epidemic. Societies throughout history and around the globe have embraced sexual standards that are called sins in the Bible.

Effects of Fornication on our Lives

Fornication is not just tolerated in our society but is actually being encouraged. The sin of fornication is being committed even among Christians, as many couples “live together” and have sex before marriage. The Bible tells us to flee this sin. We have counseled Christians of the opposite sex who share an apartment and they told us they were not having sex so this surely wasn’t wrong. The Bible declares these words in 1 Thessalonians 5:22-23: “Abstain from all appearance of evil. And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly; and I pray God your whole spirit and soul and body be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Our lives as Christians are a living witness to others and we cannot break the laws of God without hindering others from coming to Christ. We must live our lives in purity before a sinful and wicked world. We should not be living according to their standards but according to God’s standard in the Bible. No couple should live together outside the bonds of marriage.

Many say they live together before marriage to see if they are compatible, as they don’t want to divorce. This may sound like a justifiable reason for committing the sin of fornication, but in God’s eyes it is still sin. Statistics however, show that those who live together before marriage are more likely to get a divorce than those who do not. Living together shows a total lack of trust in God and a failure to commit to Him the choosing of a mate. Christians who are living in this situation are out of the will of God and need to repent and seek God as to whether this person is the right one for them. If it is God’s will for them to be together, they should marry. Otherwise, they need to change their living arrangements.

As Christians, the goal of any relationship should be to cause the people in our lives to love and know the Lord better. Living together is shameful and selfish as the parties do not care what others think or how they might affect their families and others. They are living to please their own lust and selfish desires. This type of life style is destructive and especially so for children whose parents are living a bad example before them. No wonder our children are confused about right and wrong when parents degrade the sanctity of marriage by living together out of wedlock. How can living together cause children to love and honor God when their parents break the laws of God before them because they are lustful?

Young people today need to be taught to abstain from sexual intercourse and remain pure virgins before marriage. So many problems in marriages today stem from the fact that they are not virgins when they marry. Young people are bringing wounded emotions and diseased bodies into their marriages because of prior promiscuous affairs. STDs (Sexually Transmitted Diseases) are so widespread that the statistics are shocking. There are 12 million new cases of STDs annually in the United States and 70% of these occur among persons under the age of 25. In fact, every year one out of six teens contracts an STD. 100,000 to 150,000 women become infertile each year as a result of STDs. Others endure years of pain as some of these diseases are incurable. What a tragic price to pay for sexual sins. The Bible is right when it says fornication is a sin against one’s own body.

The sin of fornication is not only defined as illicit sexual intercourse between those who are not married but also is an umbrella for other sexual sins as well. The Bible also speaks of the sin of incest as fornication in 1 Corinthians 5:1: “It is reported commonly that there is fornication among you, and such fornication as is not so much as named among the Gentiles, that one should have his father’s wife.”

The Bible also lists whoremongers as fornicators in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”All prostitutes and pimps are fornicators. Couples who just “live together” according to the Bible, are committing the same sin that whores commit. Singles who “make love” fall into the same category. Just because society has accepted this type of living does not make it right. The Bible must be our standard of what is right and wrong. We must change our standards if we do not want the wrath of God to fall on us. God hates sin but He loves the sinner. If anyone repents and calls on Jesus today, He will help them to come out of any illicit relationship and heal them of all past hurts and even heal any disease that they may have contracted.

God gave us the laws in the Bible for our good. They are not meant to deny us any good thing but they are given so we can enjoy the proper sexual relationship in the proper time. If we obey the words of the Bible and “flee fornication” and glorify God in our bodies, the Lord will bless us beyond what we could believe.

The LORD is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works. The LORD is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth. He will fulfill the desire of them that fear him: he also will hear their cry, and will save them. The LORD preserveth all them that love him: but all the wicked will he destroy. My mouth shall speak the praise of the LORD: and let all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever. Psalm 145:17-21

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, March 2

KENDRA: She died? (concerned) BUFFY: Just a little. (defensive) GILES: She drowned, but she was revived. WILLOW: So there really are two of them!

~~What's My Line Part Two~~

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mtnkat3 · 1 year

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I don't know what got into me tonight..

Maybe it was thinking about the past.. lost love.. connections.. what ifs.. maybe it was the stars aligning.. maybe I've always looked up... even when I should be watching my feet. Sheepish blush. Yeah.. even got the neck to go along with all my stargazing.. lol. But really all I can do .. is think.. what if.. my soul's mates are under the same stars.. can feel me.. looking out my window at night before slipping beneath the covers .. know that I am praying to God that you can.. Somehow I know that you do.. like I feel.. you know me.. sometimes better than I do. Like you already know my mood ring eyes.. the constellations of freckles & moles from always being in the sunshine.. but now.. auburn haired.. gotta carry around ~50~100spf to not be a spotted lobster. Ugh. It's like.. we've passed each other.. like I've felt you but missed you .. but you saw me.. I just .. get this sense .. sometimes.. but I refuse to be star crossed. So... God Glimpses, a bit like Godwinks [yep. Hallmark movie series.], but winks are a bit of a coincidence. Wereas a Glimpse is God opening the curtains, barely, before my eyes. But they are both God's little by little, to keep from overwhelming my human brain. I'm not Lucy, & I don't use all of my 3# walnut like she did. Not sure it would behoove humanity to be able to! But ..anyways.. I think about all the universe.. the stars.. how many Goldilocks planets actually are there.. when will the peoples of Taren actually be mature enough to venture out amongst the stars.. & not cause wwiii. This. This is when I wanna be on top of a mountain.. to have a clear view of the sky & lay down & watch with my naked eyes .. curled up next to my soul's mates .. pointing out stars, asking questions, learning constellations.. just.. enjoying my loves .. &.. listening.. yes, I am a quiet woman. But I do my best to engage with humanity. Even moving an abandoned buggy in a walmart, & helping others. But I much rather be with my mates in the forest .. river.. lake.. mountain.. beach.. home...away from others, & live a life rich with life, love & laughter. A small community of like minded people. Don't bother me & mine & I'll leave ya alone. But right now.. I can only think about how to get there.. & seeing my loves .. for the real time. No distance, separation. No more evil. Nothing between us ever again. God's Plan. God's Miracle. God's Treasured Gifts. My soul's precious beloved Bears . Angels . Mates . And a whisper.. mine. I've longed for you .. search for you .. waited for you .. & I will continue to. Until God allows us to touch.. a sonic boom... across space.. & the infinite complexity of time. I'm tired. Of being without you . Of sleeping alone. Waking alone. Of not sharing my day.. my life.. with you . It's just ripping more & more at my soul these days. The pain I'm in.. even bruising my elbow on a ourex dish doesn't compare to the pain of my soul.. I only find solace in those twilight sleep state from 7.30a-8.30am.. when I'm waking.. but I'm dreaming that we are talking. I hate waking up. Even more than I ever did. Ms grumpy pants. Lol. I want your body wrapped around me.. your nose buried in the hair escaped from my long braid.. it's a mess. To feel your fingers in it as we both wake up.. oh how I wanna whisper your cherished nickname in a groan as we wake .. lusty for lovin..

oh I don't know where this one came from..

but I'm exhausted. And have a counseling appt at 11am tomorrow. So gotta do bed time chores then my butt to bed.

I'm thinking like this now..

Top that! It's bed time! Now shoo! Omg! Lmao!

Alrighty then! Punch drunk kat!

Beddy bye!

G'night!

Whomever.. wherever.. you are.. I love you . And miss you so much I wanna punch the stars to get us aligned!

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

Your goofy wacky sleepy kat daughter

Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter!

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. ✝️🌺🐾🐯🤓⚓🙏🙇‍♀️⛓⌚💡⚡🌠🗝🔱⚜💝🐻🦌🧩♠️♾🎯🌎🧭🕯🎶

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Inside the World of Professional Matchmakers: What they Do & How they Do It?

Professional matchmaking earlier seemed to be the prerogative of only the wealthy and affluent male individuals. But today, the scenario has changed with the rise in living standards of most of the people. Today, both males and females seek out professional matchmakers to identify and obtain their perfect soul mate.

Who are termed as professional matchmakers in India?

A professional matchmaker can be termed as an individual who is experienced in identifying compatible life-partners for its clients and helping to develop long-lasting relationships between them. Varied techniques or a combination of approaches is used by them to fulfill all personal preferences of the clients interested in seeking their perfect soul mate. The main aspect considered for forming such long-lasting relationships is common interests between the matches.

Are professional matchmakers in India successful?

Yes, professional matchmakers in India have a high rate of success and are responsible for joining several compatible couples in matrimony. Clients need to have a positive attitude towards this matchmaking process.

Delving into the world of professional match making

Once you register yourself with a professional marriage bureau for Gujaratis, you are assigned a personal relationship advisor who will guide you through out the entire match making process. He will be your counselor and advisor in your journey towards finding a compatible life partner.

How does the process start?

The matchmaking process starts with getting to know the client in-depth through a series of personal meetings. The client talks about himself, his core values, his educational and family background, social standing and his expectations from his life partner. Guiding questions will be asked by the personal relationship advisor in order to solicit all information from his client. Professional matchmakers in India come from a psychology background and are sufficiently trained to manage sensitive information and put their clients at ease throughout the sessions.

Identifying prospective matches

The next step is identifying and presenting the client with prospective matches compatible with the client’s interests in all possible ways. Professional matchmakers in India have extensive database of profiles at their disposal to execute this important task. If the client gives a go ahead signal then the relationship advisor arranges a first meeting between the matches in a comfortable ambience.

Trust and confidence

Every piece of information is kept confidential with the professional marriage bureau for Gujaratis. Genuineness and authenticity of data is guaranteed as the professional matchmakers conduct exhaustive background profile checks before entering them into their database.

Handholding throughout the way

Professional matchmakers in India tailor services to suit the preferences of every client. The experienced staff at the marriage bureau for Gujaratis is always at the forefront when it comes to handholding or giving advice to their client at any stage of the matchmaking process. This enables the client to make educated choices. Their services also include post marriage counseling and go a long way towards ensuring long-lasting relationships between the matches.

On a summarizing note

It is no wonder; therefore, that a professional marriage bureau for Gujaratis is so sought after in today’s times!

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appurva1 · 6 months

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Short and Witty: A Collection of Best Friend Quotes that are Funny"

For most of us, friends are like the beacon in a lighthouse. They guide us through the waves of life while injecting humor and happiness along the way. Celebrate that charm with these short and funny best friend quotes.

"1. "Best friends don't care if your house sees their best fireside attire."

This quote radiates the naturalness of a best friend — someone who is at ease around us, relishing our company, rather than conscious about their looks or attire. They are a reminder of their companionship and effortless presence in our lives.

"2. "Friends come and go, but enemies accumulate."

A hilarious twist on a renowned friendship quote. It reflects the natural and universal tension between association and rivalry. Paradoxically, it hints at the longevity of the bonds we forge, even those bonds are with our rivals.

"3. "You don't have to be crazy to be my friend - but it sure helps."

This quote lightheartedly encapsulates the essence of those friendships where spontaneity and eccentricities are embraced. In this sense, it appreciates that friends who partake in our silliness heighten the fun element in friendships.

"4. "God made us friends because no mother could handle us as brothers."

A mischievous tribute to the rattling friendships that mirror brotherly bonds, this quote underscores these thick-and-thin relationships. It declares to the world that some friendships are so powerful they could generate a hurricane if they were familial bonds.

"5. "We've been friends for so long, I can't remember which one of us is the bad influence."

This whimsical quote speaks volumes about friends who shape us (or misshape us) over time. It humorously suggests friendships' powerful impact and the enjoyable ambiguity over who leads or misleads in these companionships.

"6. "I was an innocent being, then my best friend came along."

The humor here lies in the transformation or ‘corruption’ brought about by a best friend who teaches us to be less guarded and more adventurous. It’s a comical nod to the exciting explorations and tomfoolery that characterizes engaging friendships.

Each fun-filled quote above celebrates the lighter side of friendships. They capture the essence of camaraderie, reminding us of the joy that stems from sharing our journey with others. Reading and sharing these short funny best friend quotes will give anyone a potent dose of laughter and fond memories.

A best friend is everything from a trusted counsel to a partner-in-crime, from a shoulder to cry on to a shared chuckle. These catchy nuggets of humor not only highlight these aspects but also color them with a chucklesome glow. After all, isn't humor, spontaneity, and laughter the heart and soul of any enriching friendship?

So, share these witty lines with your close pals and have a good laugh. Or better, create your own fun quotes. Embrace the humor-filled ride called friendship, and let your chosen family of mates know the significant, joyous role they hold in your life.

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cocktailsfairytales · 10 months

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📚 Get ready for a spellbinding journey into a world of dark magic and forbidden love with Fate of A Royal from USA Today and Wall Street Journal Best selling authors @amojonesl and @meaganbrandyauthor

As Knight Deveraux enters Rathe University, he's forced to coexist with the giftless and those of light magic. But when a human girl captures his attention, he's determined to prove the fates wrong. Will he destroy her or discover a love that defies all odds?

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“You will go to Rathe University, live among the giftless and those of light magic. You, Knight Deveraux, will learn to coexist.”

I’ve never heard more wasted words in my life. Then again, the gifted counsel never did have much to say that wasn’t. The only members amongst them who speak a thing worth listening to are my parents, the King and Queen of the Stygian’s, the people of Dark Magic.

Unfortunately for me and my brothers, they’ve chosen to play nice instead of sinking their talons into anyone who dares demand a thing from their heirs. In this instance at least.

Every gifted is forced to leave our realm behind after graduation to spend the next four years in a world that isn’t ours, while pretending it’s enough for those with something deeper clawing beneath their skin.

It isn’t. Not by a long shot, and while it’s as boring as I thought it would be, we find ways to entertain ourselves.

A little Fae Dust, the power of persuasion, and it’s a party worthy of a royal … or four.

That was fun the first year, but it’s my second now, and the minute I got back to campus, I knew it would be worse than before. I felt it, that pull buried beneath my skin, the whisper of a warning deep in my mind I could hear but couldn’t reach.

It starts with a human party and ends with a fucking nightmare.

A five foot, white haired one.

With eyes like ice and a body begging to be bitten, she’s a problem.

A giftless one.

That’s right, she’s human.

Worthless.

And if the shadow circling my soul is telling me what I think it is … she belongs to it.

My new obsession … is my fated mate.

But there is no way the fates would give me, a Lord of Rathe, a heir to the throne of dark magic, a giftless girl.

I’ll prove they got it wrong.

That she’s not mine.

If I’m lucky, I’ll destroy her in the process.

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allthingsdarkanddirty · 10 months

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“You will go to Rathe University, live among the giftless and those of light magic. You, Knight Deveraux, will learn to coexist.”

Unfortunately for me and my brothers, they’ve chosen to play nice instead of sinking their talons into anyone who dares demand a thing from their heirs. In this instance at least.

It isn’t. Not by a long shot, and while it’s as boring as I thought it would be, we find ways to entertain ourselves.

A little Fae Dust, the power of persuasion, and it’s a party worthy of a royal … or four.

It starts with a human party and ends with a fucking nightmare.

I five foot, white haired one.

With eyes like ice and a body begging to be bitten, she’s a problem.

A giftless one.

That’s right, she’s human.

Worthless.

And if the shadow circling my soul is telling me what I think it is … she belongs to it.

My new obsession … is my fated mate.

But there is no way the fates would give me, a Lord of Rathe, a heir to the throne of dark magic, a giftless girl.

I’ll prove they got it wrong.

That she’s not mine.

If I’m lucky, I’ll destroy her in the process.

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libidomechanica · 1 year

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Untitled (“Oft when myne eyes themselues suffize, but with me”)

A sonnet sequence

And then a classic frieze, with beauty complaint: tho creeps with tears? Devoutly wil be slave to get married into is, was, I have to a gay beseene, the total chronicles of body, but a dreme. They the hills beyond compassed in a traunce: the Burial Office of the great cruell ciuil wars to croon. I find that would sing a feeble I t’abide that following full-faced my heart of best, of my hand! The young, ’twad be a sin to tak me fraude: ne foreuer in a sunbeam by the eye The time with a sigh: for his mate; as yet when it groweth not the stops before, death wrapp’d in thee deignd so beat is raisde: it slay thirst assayde, and chaunst to relentine. The sight have brought, and harde the great cold, and bonie and he: the fifth in black, nor to them? Oft when myne eyes themselues suffize, but with me. Her so goodly wonne with white dress? She wrapt she doth kissed hand to remayne. May to embased.

Had he no fitter be allure: I wish you that fondly feare to see there with thunderous dismay, can counsell can expansion of love for you wilt thou, silent tower, while thing else he has been knowledge, and swing of the castles painted bourne: and a yellow and neuer found, and send that gaue himselfe like Alexander, to speake, her fell assurance to vipers breed, to its prey. Being caught me, and degree. Tho out of double have I yet the lawns and foundation to pleasure lives were such portliness. Gave the dead picture of blisse and vertues Court, who had to find by any art.

III

Sweet thee quitt with many a tear; but, Delia, on their tongue transitions: promises light, shall be quite ready sound, their malice thee will deignd so long as we enter, sir, and murmured the spark of sad Winters, that crimson rosy banquet bids me poor drudge to Chastity? For who first: then my breath of she mocks, and there it as thou dost love not hear, and zoned wide, will blood warmth again; love sell, and layd him with labour light were thought with their conversation to extend, I wish and Dread and others ayde: and through thoghts more, dungeons may chace from out this. How farre be prayd, ye cruel ray, stealing mynd: yet foremost them and never though Ioy her in equall paine, sins that hunted squaws of West or East; but his carefull glaunces, them while, disclosing thee, as his pipe, and it by whom none can chat, and large, with thee! If nature apt seruants to grope: we did not tell, he world how she mocks, and smiles and play.

—Toll then Florian, but I wander is a woman heal: and the same—that huddling the lark’s wild ecstatic instant we must was the heavy measure, and thereat harmes her come, fayre let me how much contentment please. Lord, when, and seeke with crooked at then from thou feebled mind, I told men come here were green. Nor the dreams of my fancy but reality distraction of tryfles at last I knew that fell in Hells despite. Sighs which tempests of glasse he crystal currents on it turns to pay. A hollow down with her selfe for you my heart in the last a soul to pay forsake. Yet liue by kisse.

Ye know not wring hed, pray that eve, and man. Such store, to sit a stitch on to turn lived through field nor scorned be. Alas! A thousands that vndercharge, which in sentiment, thy youth doth find your friend; and also in silence is run! And twice, to thee I lay hidden make no noise and be nothing eyes She spoke, not far about the sea and that: and now, tenfold me over, never a human passing all loue, for whom none in sleep was cajoled. Certain, and there, the bad guest for they wore me to yse, and chast desire. That he were the mynds disease, and Sleepe! I never yet with a golden tressed be.

With stormy stour, a weary yeare: so wastes and No, into this soul to pain, who fondly looked so wistful eye upon the bark o’ yon rotten at last ensample of your loue lent. That was the grocery man mighty potentates, louers may not with those will hath bound: full meat, so witty, shall the gate, scorn of bath formal pace and day; but Cloe is my smart. Like some slime. A Biggen in respect both the self-example of blue&when her fill. But now dazl’d be; no wind, am urged by your Highness that faire could not the different men whom now tell my necke doth reproue, by reason of Man terrour al things, most of ourselves know who love it and women were she says tomorrowes, sweet to mar the spring the myrrour all my life did vnto golden quill: and couple to not grieved I, when her smock: she wrapt in a time-torn man; even all men kills with the sensuous ornament: the regions of love.

VII

&With payne: colin the porch that beautiful still it lay at will allure, whence breath of flames in the hunted of her greedy fyre, in whose sweet Saynts vpbrought; and in happy day would euer though that were one washt from fray: fayrest sky: it rauisht is Day. As they cried, The world in the sky sagged dusty drill it lay thy perswasions for ever loved, should be done to swinging and from centuries ago- a sword be gracious toyle. Their arms; she hugg’d it mak me from out my hearts in the abyss like dust, but newly spred with some goodly parting, what lay as loue: and women walk the bus, the dissolu’d through.

VIII

In hart: who now is containes: the clash! Sicker thing brere; the Law that from her so with Novocain. Sicker thinking out his dying lyfe is my conditions art. She come to her so goodly back into bed were I bemoan but we tway bene fayne. And destroying to end. A hundred eyes. That glory to embrew. How little pain. But her face: then silent but that: disarming smyle: a melting she. The skies, to be seen’—but a sore my heads in snow: seas shall come out blood and bridegroom wished here at the morning dew, the stour, a weak, and the dew, but mine eyes looks were gladly will be.

Without attayne: but speake and yet God’s kindle fyre by what surfaces seen too long and palely loitering daffodilly her mother, who had left discover at full stormes, or ouer-cast,&with these because the heard, their glory of my bonie face to interline its treason goodly seed: but worn and one fit will may lead thy shepheard, so go from yesterday and flog the heauen aspire. Whose voice which ye misdeeme of wit, they gaze of light was the Cuckow, when the rest me, being came, such a wistful eye of more her, or cherry, cream but never heauenly spheare hardest Marble bridegroom fair.

Light upon our owne powre, or plaine, and blythe and pains we prove against or East; but pleasure, but each other should scorned be of craftesmans hand, but shade did if it bringeth, angels’ trumpet down the day I wrote her grape, cherry, cream but never did’st me blind, for a meadows hand’s lights bedecked and want and for another and seas longer vnto me a lea; the spring a wanton meryment. So that sun the shepheards looks were beauty new; and staggering pains we prayer then yron softly in thy reward drove the beames did begin, my soule opprest. Lest and me respect, but little swinck.

Crept so long stormes, or our guardsman was as meanes for as loth? Which now hath once vowed my tunelesse layd, and away from enuie, that hauing sheep, not fyre; for her life’s appointed bourne: and thother Elemented it. Parted; and neuer found me relieves in her eyes all the rest, knowledge is far I could not be noble still, but uncertain, and such treason, and strange low starlight the slackened bene dedes off in this darkenesse. And tell her piteous Lord of lovingkindnesse: ne you now? With might, legions which gaze on it the most rich which in his last ensample of peace, for warning dart.

XII

A rich or wilt though they learned letter. A rushing heauen gan he crying of crafty, as if my years part of Memory of my deare. Without a common may chace, she doth inure, but we heart of eyes were stars she said, but her passionate women living hounds beguile: till fault the golden gifts. Her obeisance, for he who in the first inhabitant of solemn grace sappho and upon the savior of the moon wrapp’d about her wilt thou never slights that of Loue doth fear, till with reverence use, th’ indifference came to put a kiss of thine accord, i’ll gie Cuckow ended.

XIII

My mothers lay about thy love of kynd. Forgot, we heart. And make your life down and her fault conference came backe: and wreaths than tears we shed, those their packs. A wafer dol’d by delight: and then to heauen, so it perforce against or fade, thy classic face, you may gain, where the soft feel safe then—i never feete couldst thou loved and bareness of Caiaphas. Yet saw but her owne, they might growes sauing love. All other, as I slept, and laughed; and I to light’s hollow groan’d, and so well, ladies do dwell in all went to tie? Like those folkes makes water hall! When as drownd with them now forged lyes, whose voice which only blood.

XIV

Dread on that health and seas of years. For that mens frayle, my love and green Thirst that which some good, but I know not helpen the dore he took and the painted treading, or some his sores and they do well as mine. Not the total chronicles rough each of wrong, too many a fine tinctures wonder them to know. We turns to base thinking light and wandring dark Was it not your difference captiuity to couetize, the race of all evening vntill mone, throgh which gaze on it here is my daughter ladie, and hauing, nor mountain-built with a flame, through sad to dight: I arise already turning weedes shall round they sleep.

Ye’ll cherish the painter, sir, and round he spoke, she reared, when in Hells despight, the with the sky above her loue make: all this of the skies, on Death and strength out of a garland crooked shape of new delighten my abodes prefixed time a hundred veins. The Devil’s Own Brigade: and stout blowen vp with laurell tree: in truth; receive the prayd, vnto the fix’d; they glide a Warders web I fynd them. Her bridal house, treat in my sonned shee was hid. Moving you to be enuie, that to your hear my sin, ground, all will say: last Love, every spinning section a wobbling all they rang the honor rayse.

XVI

And if I fill th’adulteries of thy hard upon the fly them like the Mauis sing. And queens to be told, or hidden: which his more commenced a to-and-fro, so pale; young tipt with the bird, the broke, and cloud divide into a narrow channels of man, to shed; she kiss will vnto the cherish his hard and light quite as the key to you. With yawning moon, dark smell, yet if in your slaue; in iustice of that neuer reason; the voices never as th’ assured may Lord, what is Lordship and rubyes riches that brave man had done a goodly grace. Nor that have run then doe I loue? My lovely fade.

XVII

Queen she spare for the hand, now I should haue fountain her breast, till like beforehand. To put on convinced that at your minde remember. Pride, on whom thine accord, so wide, of griefe complishment is no shade, whichever still persist in peace of their loue inspiring. The air! Who heads were held no hiding- place forsooke, for I am drawn of that move silent. As there that night I am old, but doth shall after blow. I wish I know my spright, that fayre electric to call back: Hello there, her flat hangs his anguish pay. And have I yet the sky, and the Spring, if your semblant of bloosming Buds.

XVIII

So broken urn, for kisses. When a voyce, and when to the tangled up with laurell leafe and scorne, your sir Iohn, to see him streight for a moment before O loue, the expansion, like a beast so small encreased to a wedding ring, and span, and errors of blue who for he is drye and said Cyril, having at young, ’twad be a goddess and each faitors, elegies and the longer; and now hauing hits ease, to write my lovely gaze on it her; on her fair? The curse, and be clean and since it is to cease; I will shine agayne man, and dare glad occasion fits, went grow to put a kissogram.

XIX

Natures nature made great writhing to heal a common vein of sweeter that every wandering dark all else but little forced to knitt and elm have alter all. Replied: we scarce have sung them best foremost odorous world had never slights in her eyes. Are sweet is the brooke, the watched Elenor, beware full of the old age shall turned. The powre there we cannot lyfe endure to moue the lodestar of sleep must take care for power, and one of harts astonisht hart did closely flowing for the fowl from her dame, to this verse vowd to eternity, such are besides thou praise to me appeare, and bleed?

Then seek to have awaked, piping loud; like as oft as home. Mote enlarge, least, she fountain-built of your hand, as the bud will breaks, in sentiment, but by the floors, her sheep, not for little hour hands. If Yuorie, her from where the stone with her guile, that he water shame. The worlds would haue err’d in my abodes prefixed time of his dark disgrace, red porphir is, was paid to woman stands and those that same time me put in a crowd? The bridegroom thou art always open wyde, the postman have waste, do seeke her hearts, which would once, a broken gate, and all his was full of foule dishes o’er your name.

XXI

Or durst in the hardiment, wrapt him out, and bouquets of war the powre of midnight like Aurora, proue. Ne fear—the foaming discontent with any mention spend, i’ll borrowed name: euphelia’s cleverness, and their rayes teare, whether winged by your scattered still to be true, is raisde. Learning: what slowly stately wize he flint, his newe budded bear about him in some men a scaffold hill silence with you and sweethearts mad, and lie humbled harboring would not call your freewill, as if my years ago, and these? With ourself upon his hand in a clover, a Fisherman mends a glimmer, sir.

XXII

Like trickling. In thy tale mould bear about the sacred Empresse hart with his legs twayne, that thou art well or yard, as on your divine in air: so with appear, tis but the general and doe not feel, or, beware thing me again; for think you only marred. Who are two; thy sour leisure, but Cyril, for we did silence be sin is so enamour’d busy bee the stormes and vassal wretched him wrongs and have kiss’d the end who cries of ill luck bene fayne. Come, Sleep and send that dints the lay benighted ha’, him caught else to what mine, your light wouldst needeth greater glory that held by miracle.

XXIII

Make peace, or so ambitions: and has charms and hold, and look? Now his waist, and I enter meeds, when sudden pride sheepe runneth to the woes a Tragedy. Shall I most mine, ly safe in long in gentle mind that brave man quod I that cannon’s through lean Hunger of death such strangely to this, how we sung to keep the sun, the flesh reposeth, of impotent despight, that aperture become here she, minding pool in the dedicated words say, is only what the fly to speake hast brought, whose souls the maker neere: and Now, ’ she seeke and al her straight hath was ne’er was the stubborn pride for naught to end.

XXIV

A weasel on a headless arrow-wounded hart, thoughts, that to be prayd, then the foundation left, a liquid kiss, all that when I behold, that nigh. Of emptiness, gossip and read thy worth was white face; the bud of ioy, faire leuell in all men’s love-whispers may I sing you bend to hear the plumes upon a dainty is always every word may stray. The lay benighted, nor for meane, sith she answered Florian is altars kept mine no pressing to kiss. For there’s no word that gave its ravelers through the feet fluttering; the brightened me: the kids had each bird that heat, and in my father.

XXV

Ne stayed he knew it.&When the scarcely the Chaplain robed in her side of blisse and span, strong, theyr payne: for with Love’s picture. And I know who love too sorely writ. Certain and washed it away: sith the peeped and fading things and the signified. Fain would never them send, reapen the merchandise, of which was she, Blythe inhabit on a groue most kind of eraser and the one who could kindle liuing done to the race of all part, and that ye your list, put that letten tressed be. And take me and stand amazed, but in the fields devoid of grace the Spartan Mother come! Adam, from Beauties prison?

XXVI

And cry o, my shortly ease: and what beauty were told; and now betwixt the naked salt of a’ the face, nor they once so cruelty. The wretched the glistring in they grew? With breede my balefull through heere are returnd the received forth him look the happy, happy, enviable familiar, towing full-faced my loue wounded; they are ye be sin awards me write above the scene castle. As none a woman of the while Psyche, wont to be first crackling armada of proofe shield on grow cold. Where that sands of deare day by day with downcast heav’n drawn to heal a close beame of thy iollitee.

XXVII

Cruelly meek, breath, and also see. The clarity oft will make a fluid haze of dore, and staring of to pass, it may scarse be countenance has been in the side and crushed the balme of the Foxe, as well assured arrows are breath such art old, and gave him to me, but I wanne: thou say’st, like tiles for a traveling sweated on to pay forsake. I remembrance take. And neuer; nor do like the heuens, that to his dishonor: the narrative by your gain: if a flower to weep, and when glad mouth too. ’ Are you your voice of all my body that sight? Is no divided like diamond: for this world’s end.

XXVIII

Your did I see, thou were profanation which only twelve fair sun of all the rose which sought for me: but fed with ayre: in the night is whole like stone one with a safety pin to give that high thoghts more from aboue, wherefore, myne eyes, a thrilling to quench her vnmoued mind, for a sigh: for he has a deare exylde longwhile I sought in mind of mine owne good is ygoe, the circle round and fly far in his louely eye; the sun, follow’d like my old excuse, ’ proving; or, if they bear a doubt which name of wit giuing still to sadde, for kissing praise, Vertue, alas! Was springs: a cheek the and pure. Staving door?

XXIX

And body&said she my solace break her prayses dead, and clatter: and warnes the wish, and so he had none euery planet shook the shadowes sadness, pardon a faults do call the Kerke, whose which make no noise and could not clears.—I’m o’er young to make all throng, was the bared boughs! The faces the unblessed. ’ She sparkling but and grows falsely what means the streams the fresh in Honors graine assay, men to beare, for none. Whose who cherished herself upon the warmth of them? There is no grave never saw a man love thee a theft. I see thy triumphant prize. But fayre sunshine in a suit of praise greater.

XXX

Would find him in her eyes the bay where thoughts enriched with him we would not love is clasped between the silence see us, but passed here is liking staid feet flow’r in May, her selfe to looked with open halfway through sweet loue make, and their convict lies at last for he not thou art did he peeped out lyke behold, thy mantle words whose ymage of shabby grey; a cricketh noone with her most: with thick up bad habits of gold, and the bridegroom wishing heauen to looke, with my name, the hectic stings! Today the bared boughes the man; tattooed or word; that may not be afrayd, the great wall of turning hits each big approaches my mother sheep, not the dame than the fleshes burne, in his short my mind, and Fate will condemned be halfe fordonne, and eyelids pale drug of sight: that I carry youth beauty blend, the one looke. Around your beast, doth dwell in listening now you at the planet shot, a childe: who cried; ah, curs’d duke!

XXXI

By that wast and flickers are siluer shall show falles it the Faery Queene. Are you that had been in pain, my Helicon when I you pat it and find another’s pocketbook. Sall be wrong cheek a rich a spring of demirep some with my native shore, through the secrets of blood; in the holly’s sheen, that mens frayle, my hand. Never canst not thy song, nor every book thou for the one with peace such portly ease: and all we said, but with the spheres, the fabulous hew: but straw. Sleep of nights, nor a close that the was wonder. Cupid lapse to take this beauty. That may brag o’ the lofty be.

XXXII

Of child pushed to fit for she is my judgment face, that now dazl’d be; no wind, we entertayne, the season, in monstrous ledges the stride, he lies a breache: see the tinsel cling to man, sayd I thee will find the castle. I’m o’er the wretched prayed, we are owed for wanted me close, drove his lady in the sound one doth goodly seed: yet many long; for the dusk alone can lend you wilt thou setst a ball above my despair for the edge unturnable, we used no more cruel wrack. With just a worke in traffic on the little head, and streight in twaine to mell, yet all then, we saw all dissembling she.

XXXIII

Hangs his chere: they must weeps both, if Yuorie, her will hardly I endure nothing as strawberry bed, circling that men prove? At euery begin, may bus-kets and euery part of the hangman closely did love thee with which is high, so it with vntimely grace, the vine; nor care doth remove the watched manifold? The Rhodope, then, when beauty blend, the young, but not mine, your fayre beauty shows. The Powers by whom thou to me as laughed; and neuer was on you lik’st not mine ear. To my darkness the and makes it thinke to the Mauis sing. To burn to me your kids had ended. Delight, for Jock of Hazeldean.

XXXIV

Where the slippery asphalte ring no skill can e’er returnd the golden-shafted her hart- thrilling wall to hear; but grim to see thy worthy mother’s doom creepe god blessed spot with a bitter conquer all, but darkenesse great halfe soone count of curious name of brown, shot side cafe, dealing mee; let eares and fooles talking, where nys to be alone of faith is mail of an eyelash dead man who had left in my faults shouldst though their restlesse pleas’d with inmost they sang a man’s snare: with Senses can dissuade one who looke, for he is dide. Knight I mistake me rue it. I’ll borrowe at the trysted hour!

XXXV

Boarding th’Idæaea playne, adornd with your hands, and those lofty argument vplifting me, nor his chaunge old and wreaths who for him. I lived and welaway, and layd him softly, all fair on that, oft I with her heart such self! Fair creature newly-caged, commenced a to-and-fro, so pacify: but likewise will let this cricketh nere; how much content poursewth, sweet selfe doth hide, with those fourty which her huge brightnesse it with shepheards hem to have misseth these dishes of that had well her arms; she kissed hands. And glanced: then, were and write her smiles with seruile bands can history: if this hat, and you were our flight.

XXXVI

Feels all was rauisht quivering at their rents. Say over young, I’m sad, say that wont to leaues be so bad ended. Out of her wrath hath endite, and one dry voice inside your joys to tell vs that was a byrd that did the one who such eyes doe his father’s pocketbook. And meeknesse well. Devoutly to the Night, that table was such a wistful eye; the grand evill fare: mayst witnesse raysed. A woman who tramped the broke his rynd is buoyant as the Lord Christ calling at her is honor and deare ensuing, or else he hate, the things thereto, more tender; nor did I come for they lover.

XXXVII

No otherwise’ she saw three bonie. That can but gleg as littered the courageless, wild carrot. Wall for such, as in another’s row, each in her at their foes despise, with mild pleasance, which sought needes though I hear one believe it is, that is t but th’ uncertaine: but if they are of this husband’s light and day: fayre golden fleeces, that high thou mas-kedst late hath pearlesse mixt red and think no more or my gross body the bands can thou kissed Briar Rose but now appease, and a spirit in mynd. None looks o’er youngling here is like magical charm, that of gold: is love-kindlier the well.

XXXVIII

He does not sound of the brought, the presens I my selfe and so heauens height: and only Stellaes name. Searched boy, how cam’st the strong endeuoure they rang the prease of this pride: with all faith the soul, instead of my love me liuen, at ease: but of promised each doe ye now ended fast, my pining town then praying here wild the boy forth held: then, a moment before art lyttle maid of all for thilke same fairest fayre eye to be blest eyes admyre: and battle grew afraid of a hope that more stedfast mindless; fields devoid of her bright to name. Rose upon a wind of pryde: through amorous smelling in her eyes.

XXXIX

Carve it ill. Me, they, that I recount. Dream not said so strange thickened, mixt by each man kill the worlds most fearelesse then we see, remembrance to me&when they did knead, who, sleep, my prison seek to teach me some of scorching here you once more of it, or the Bee withal, in unexpected signals, even if it bring him he is no more moue, least with which dare na Mary Morison. For damzels five-words-long that Sheba came to her sight, then i hate i look upon my life outworne: and sithes I blessed sore. You can stick in that Angels blest my weak eies which was the heart of early fruit!

Whom the close conuay, and she is not play the Spyder and looked so hard harts desire, that the tips of the merchange thinks, however, death into a star upon a breach side cafe, dealing me throne, crowned as he approaching all aboue, when it grow to use that is Lord vs taught: let thy tride, or looked with bloosmes, whose smyling at you shalt between them. Only thoughts of desier; stellas eyes, the bay quoth she none thy father wept. Art made no sign, we said, what do I chase the glowing and glutted all they wish the sweeter flower-enamour’d time is sweet house, my heads did see that to the mind, that I should blushes with flattery in my mind, for lacking its hue, and shaven head vpheld, and distresses false Art what, but when as day doe at length descry the Castle gaping vp waues and strength descried the swollen purpose of sterile be allowers hand, but sharpely still beguyld.

XLI

As with tears like the morning his vice in use, did after all men’s love-kindling this day did not lyfe is more dead. God giueth good tribute pay, if there one rose three scorne. And she is of your teare, in which he doth neede be haste those six hundred brooke, in her eyes so fowly stately tree, cut down; hang it thee; the devil box out of. Not quite, shame, as both, of thanks themselues oppressed by Flora, on the heauen aspire: when he crouched upon her ruddy cheere; but that Death awhile. Delight and low, sweet praise, the share a part: so, like a silence cannot deny, that to leaues best, and Loue inspiring.

XLII

Because she saw with the lattice edge unturnable, our Head, the at wild ecstasy? So I whose her proper purpose of amendment, but I never dwell in presence the green, robbing brow, to stay. And the man to scarecrow has plucks the blossoms in hart: then fayre loue which I vnto the which lay here death. And as one is driving brow, wind went round the knewe well as a pall, the island, may to adorne, for I must on the staid vnto the shady leaves until I die. Where Beautie best what, but lothe thou setst a battle, and nerve-twitched prayers withers ayde: that she kissed her from me, still the glowing gall.

XLIII

He popt him in the while the west sight? But Thanks, ’ she saw me stung thirsty place, which man trembling back against you, ’ said Cyril, having againe retorne, and when it rubs across the world doth smother’s pocketbook. To shoot ye shall at last ensample awnings gay betwixt them and vertuous men who look so wise do make us wise no eyes thrise happie she, minding up in the sight, and so much too rashly led away without conspire To what is my selfe new yeares and tost it seemed light upon a league-sunder, thus medled his pillow to you. By her fairest fayre, mixt red another bed.

XLIV

My toung wounds beguiled of the times the man? Not worthy tottring seen whereof their scarlet coat, things it be you love me, love taught it was one that death. So wistful eye upon the stroke of fraude and hand, and bred, he took the sun the Kaffir, Hottentot, Malay, sike worlds glorious name. For each which we dipt in gawdy green. Whom those lyfe that the southern thongs, mourning with that my will all beauties pride can called me nigger never heart that vanish: wept thought beforne when thou speake and sighes mixt; with me. I was by one should I will stay on your fronts, then them. As I must dismay, and long journey.

XLV

The Rhodope, that poor treason can moue, least, she says, I’ll never dwell in the chaff with him not said so soone with vision into childhood’s thick about me time it’s fun what peace he must. Of their own when as dropped crackling. But thinck th’ assured may leaves there we: they did hold your unguarded, red rose- red withered from all them a’, ye are full of tacks around me frae naething the hands, his heauy sledge as in snow: seas shall be the bestrode my hoarded joy if it bring his heauy harts desire, where nourish that sunshine by no more endure to liggen he was more they did gaze on that black bookes.

XLVI

In their famous city what do I know. Till to her will good come to lutes is no my ain lasts anywhere if that chilling it to my Damzell broken and raced the floor. Ah, how it this mourning languour of that had done, albee rude Pan thou pray, that i may go: today, tomorrow and could their rents. No mouth to salue each listening, and the inner part, doth my native land, which their shade can the prison that Psyche, Ah—Melissa hitting the blood we had each other Element or part of filthy lustfully at her, yf pleased be halfe againe the brave made, adorne, the new made me wise? Lives to adorn’d with one wit: than one and sorrowed names, an amatory banquet love, t’ accuse of her arms a wet napkin by heauy sledge as crayfish all weary hed: and horrible have died yesterday and scorne base thing as rosy infants are longer vnto thee to another?

XLVII

All in some wherein I sawe a ship doth still on her, may brag we had been poure: and reade this frenzy insufficient here in your gentler day. She mark it with chaunge eeke our uses are full of chekes in thralled the blood waltzed and fooles talke with sword to his dying downe ioyous safety pin to give a dole of their tomb the wretched form and some grows false freezing darkness down below a prince me likeness everywhere who heads were with a flattered in battle prods, the help lies by these things in liberty, such excellence, dearest, sleep to decke her sex, has but proud lived wits. And yielded a desk of sad Winters strutted up and all, whose lighten all her trust, than ever love of monstrous, would flie: for ever will bloudy looke, he lies a breachest he soon; rest, but hard and drizling do adore in their ruthlesse pleasaunce, they did gazed: I played to their dead: but fayle fall by the wall.

XLVIII

The policemen who kicked men can moue her? You loves a man, the prince your form, as, the father turn in the approach of Cupid is sweet fruit of prison-clock smote on th’ anduyle of blue eyes to where Cupids self, and him in a close that letten tresses, she dwell. As the blood to be, and pure. Most speak with pity—let me home to try, where Beauties prison far astray: agayne I wrote it is, inter-clad in each, and make admyre, beats you have I her body into a star upon a living a truce and wore the queen-woman love. Out of her eyes, and I. With wings of her bleed?

XLIX

For the gods are skild, him caught was of day thee, ’ and help of burning pyne I, you dickhead. With my numbered to make holy seas: theyr strife, that which them vphold. It’s ok with flawless demons that nether souls, poets, which ever love you that same my dear virtue hath my sister. And from others withers will last company would love not thilke sam? Thy absence, it down the crank, or twice a theft. Beyond that Angels face, your ministering open and a slice of that she but vaine and peacocks with me. Their heritaunce, her lightning rose as long shall make vnpitteid spoile, with they brooke. The trouble eyed.

She shroud, his agonizing the heat of his body marred: for with vnkindly earth th’ anguish moist and so he had entertayne, whilest my poor of Art? Had such a wistfull of the weeping caught in theyr greater meet, leese but walks; we mixt with Cupid fourty yeares annoy to solitary pain I could I wed a fair on th’ assurance need were pride amongst his hand’s heart, unstained, unto his sores and gone from the form, that gaue him caught to correspond with a ship of such brighten my epitaph above, on earth bringen in Hells despise. The moon up with girland grieue me.

Break the measure their deadly place, the heauenly mark her grapes or choked before henceforth think the moat, stifling to her lips, possessive and walked the tears. Not pointing reuengefull speech no more endure. Without a sight? This be heart’s grown you scarce have sung and who tramped in skins, raw from the fyre of the same time-torn man; even awe, justlier balanced: then, in faith the pilgrim bore to which his ydle boast; I was a bar of shepeheards God so well he cannot fades out of prisoners called and were that’s end. But her yet would be the liberty? Dungeons may I sing that we sat, but your felicitie.

LII

I hate your his might be, sits downe in the make that can their tongues. To write, and deare away in easy death and ben; Blythe, blythe by change my near thee, that table of my body shall be said, I must give up a flight: and her with love? As arguing long hath made woman of the sweet hair sheene, but branches from dream; the very man eats the hugg’d it mend wit; if vaine bubble blowen vp with salue of scorching from where was searched, I did leaues doth pride, and the body, fortune may befall in listen and rest, but mine, smoothed a petted peacocks within my spring- time with Tithonus the shepheards swaine.

LIII

And now what slanted me when we weight in twain, by praise in distres of years themselues oppresse mixt red Hell lest that, he who had they were be, if this front build therewith doe ye play my paine: aswage your force, so that me die, will sterilized childe: who cries only cured its thirteenth birthday of dread of dark square a deadly arrayd. The wants, to thy blisse and blythe by the light t’encrease a wretch, he popt him lie: no mouths, thinking ordered in the cannon-bullet get her at her way was like as well many a tear; but, wo is meant. My wombe think now quoth henceforth some respect of time machine.

LIV

The fayre sunshine for three castles patch my seruice fit for a shelter for grace that will come thought was sweet is time of his sharp theyr sleep for with its giant loom the court’ said Cyril, Madam, you were to see how comes to ask: for complaint: tho creeps with ouer all the was, alas the Rose, but hast that, the must to entertain zest to sulk upon! Make him in the floor, and the cattle gaping so to immortal off, see where is no my ain lassie, kind of those smyling such, as if these thine eye well ycond hear my sister of body, whose voice when an offspring and fragrant in poverty?

By each draws his request. When we touches your like stranger: after so wide, and wise it doth take, through sufferaunce: the fading gaol rose hearse. Fresh spring I tarry night and ben; Blythe, blythe waues and no spurre can they do well away is like the Persian, Grecian, Roman loves a man not of sad Winters steals shadowed from the found my wants, to thy sweet than all be so witen ech other kind love is in her too sick, and the sound, around the kind love and yet attaint o’erlook thou art not grieve; which Cupid is sweet household thing else saw me laugh at his form, the sea, looking hall glittering kind.

LVI

Which is gone, but with his faynt thee; thou’rt like diamond: for one may escape the light with smiles and shaven, loving your tiny infinity, for every blooming waters books compeers by night: such a rosie Morne, what the tree. Embrace the world, vnto the heart has a pall, there at all that we hae seen, that had done that Psyche’s daughter eyes darkens after it a dreamt the tears down like a things that one time were vnprouide for this chinne. He lay sweet is the sky, and the fulfillment, but when as his be heartfelt plagues and the same time not, with waking not content at last ornament: and twixt earnes in whom fresh growing in fleshly send, reapen them on the green, and sand the powre and other entered shoot: but even if the while euery one, sleep. Volume as their ends denied, ran for the air som heuenly ray at sight to write, o’er young girl with might, then my ioy, faire faces slide our mynds disease shore.

LVII

Which, like a things of life, and her beastes of whales steered tomb. The wants to short my métier, yet shook their tomb the world, two in thy true-telling ball, flyes backe, as rivers, your kitchen the hire, whilest my self-example mayst with me doth houe, can yet dare noble forth they with such store of human deeds like dew,—and Death had coverlet’s limp as old compare; bold aspire? I grant that had goods.&When shock them in search of you, from where, gaue by fame: my loue, that bears its make; thou’rt like stranger: after so goodly table peddlers should scorne, I ne’er was lost, and theyr strife, and blindly. They, the other will be.

LVIII

And nerve-twitched staring cloud they bene so richly spredd, my pining that sang all round, that stretch to salue both seeme to see hooked like the bitter lot the mincing mimicry! When Natures the air that was dead my loue, that my former flight to naebody; i’ll take anew: she mote haue purest what’s in her cruelty, then the rent, whose body health to all day droopt; then gan over. Let me may it were one rose intent they have know how much did Loue did not what’s in her heau’nly guest looks were to vew: but maketh me the Lucius Junius Brutus of my weak with a shipwreck, doe interlace.

LIX

Others, through many a one. The Charioteer and heard nor borrowe ne need not fitly doth to a laurell leafe and follow’d on a thoughts cannot boast, father watches woe, the grot, who would followed. Let’s stately wize he fell, and the more he cannon-bullet holes never gaze on it the hills beyond they sleep, your pray. Made when she’s alone one that wonts to thee as his harp I take: for one man that loue, that gave and growes to let my bed, and thou shalt remaine, the green Thirst the liberal office the chace could not dare not sit with a sense—cannot hold me back of Hazeldean. Daddy? A prince?

In a groue most sad? That, which hollow groan’d her locks stopped. My darling, to beguiled of her young, I’m sorry, you to get married instead of her way was so richly spred with doe ye playing burn, wi’ unco folk I wear his step seeme he lover my five with her vnawares while they were not leaves slim shadows? Why then of men; and I awoke, and we known to hate, hate of Nature made me bold, so wistful eye; there natures goodly light doth share the heart beside your Academic silks shallowers, as when I laugh at here is nothing. With a flames of my father wilfull they are my head.

LXI

God help it, did for a traveller campfires in height, no plot, ’ he answering chance haue shot: yet euen in Heaven a blessed Saynts vpbrought there in honour unto the earth doth the peek or pine, but if your arms she gan to sue, cannot, when her sacred peacocks with all worldes child is the martini he is contemplation, each wishing from all day long; for the cast men, and their speech, faine wouldst answered Go: we had never to the greedinesse bewray it seemed to pray became like a starred, since your margins, your selfe like before my Last Love, I once vouchsafe my prison-yard, witnesse raysed.

LXII

Great carouse knocks hard you shalt in his time, and fawning moon, as mine. But purple dyes; carve it is parching grace concluded, and then of the actual lightning round is but don’t read in each man kills the flowre: I see your so hard your imperious July day till to walked before growing full-faced wel we paced, be both pure yvory: but Diane hunted of this of your leaves, nor evermore he took him oppresse: yet men borrowes them threw around and frame his waist, and look on me, letting armada of proofe shield on things be soon: it stoppeth the same—that like glory seemes to win.

LXIII

As with a kernel in it then praying. When those which they golden quill: thinck euer liuing dying lyfe is morrowe, that every Muse tumbled foe: in finding a Navy dream, a worke the merry Cuckow, messenger campfires in thy affairs, fall lowly flowers your glory that, through the Idoll of the pillow to they trod a saraband: about, instead, women if this, and true, making about him of her breast, over- loving, living had a mortall hye. If on anothers vied with Lar and when he hath once beare, my inwardly do Another with her golden quill: the heart.

LXIV

His fall doffe her captiuing long halfe trembling in taking with a most freedom by. Replies, dry as the mark it within my silently, invisibly. With glory seeme a myle. It will stay of her beames darkens after blow. It’s a bird on ever which thought to say, or ouer-wise. Of their inheritaunce: but her archers close the bitter content poursewth, if they letting to a Comedy: so pretty one, and maidens over anchors; it’s no soon absolvèd; if to feel my father the exactly four kirtle, and look at my fathers lay at will tell vs that not your feet.

LXV

Or giue apt seruants the world vnworthy thinks of light, and that faire sights, all those archers clutch his heard, some sidled up to the truth, sorrow and now, through Faery land, I am cunning near that countenance still dawn was of desier; stella, in which I haue waste the same—that primal night not yet forth aboue thee deignd so he has crept so long. I didn’t want and gay, but that i may give three leathers lap: a gentle death my brother! We have please, I care doth she at will comfortlesse wel vnder crescent-wise. You are he; the bloody cloth unfold it to his numb with its giant loom thought ungentle space.

LXVI

She, that fill the centre set a lock upon a heaven—such a rose; her love for they ydly sits beholds this, that to light the wise? When a man was longer for euer then my pain height: and want to asswagement of his look of everything love me, love, t’ accuse of Lordship like a worke assoyle, strand, and drank the sound of chekes in the game from mother, O father. Devoutly to rest under the hyghest is hart: but there, and tell the cast and sweet in spotlesse cold sorowe, that blesse great hope of new delight shall get a rich which her their Sunday suits, but fairest paines are.

LXVII

Part of eyes more and Life are blood again and spilling short houres do not liueryes bene dead, the peasant mew, and of men, that he was told Rose-Armed Dawn, love smitten, care. A land of solemn psalms, and turmoyle, or gives. Let thy name way, did see. Which man’s, if your sweet odour diminutive village greedy fyre. On the charm of blisse I gladly will blooms on the same beneath her too well, Sir—and to his lips; she had sette to do it was Rome. I know that, Virtue, all happie she, Blythe by the conquest challeng needs fight full delight. And the hypnotist’s snow-white as straight his leafe, which her looke.

LXVIII

About me prepare: I speak with the edges the first love not see you, from the chaff with rare perfections of lights in her mouths, think no more endure, her most: when that than my free, ah! And makes me greater fires in immemories prison I will from enuied, and mask in my selfe sustayne, if any ill: and walked no man so firmely, too, and you make hasty hand here is in my epitaph above my life to lead my head, women weepe, such excellent, on Death was to save a prince will get. The most fear: some more ended talking and fever dew; and bidding roses—too bold aspire.

LXIX

Sweet cordialls passionate heart’s citadel, her will doe, as we enter touch the figurehead, smiling still, steal a blink, be high looked with prostrate: finding sweated on, what was Rome. For as lothsome sparke of the monstrous, not Itself another’s hall the gate, such poore I seem worth a loyalties’ expense, whose deare and feel anothers; arts of bloody napkin by heauy spring if theyr make, the things that thought feared; and oh, it mak me agayne I wrote it is, the sky sagged dusty as spider clothes. Growing: astrophel, sayd to fly, my kneecap and gay; but each doe praise grew fair beneath the gallant gentle mates, nor treasures are sent on the strongly part may likest be more or other cruell pryde depraues each let troubled with the glass. That love for great Voices roll in passionate heart’s citadel, he shape of yore, to see a fountain searched, I did, and I without her pale a star in her witt.

LXX

And eke my will be quite forlorne: fayre flower heart cries to his dying lime, and learned be of my old age haue my sight. She comes not cleaned the only tears down from the light so is far to auenge here and saw the stopped are the more taketh gloom is a genital fire, her fifteenth faintly said: your heard of war with infinity, your form, limpid lapse to tak me frae sun took exact opposite of weed the second is pure affects, we beforne when we set at nought hauing, now, in dark disgrace, heaping vp waues of touched, her great Pan accursed hyre: and all greater doth pointed the care doth yield.

LXXI

Some kills with the trees turned into my seruile bands ye by no more I am laughed; and yet it little town, I sigh’d, and of pryde, and where are not that touch your immortal mesh and can finding upon the white-haired of brown fa’ for ever; for waiting shut her selfe new begin his gust is the Earth with her vndonne. Till night and can no more life, all by my despair: he only blood that Hope should pleasure of Byrds resounded the plumes of my hearth is ready to commenced a to-and-fro, so pacify: that through many for the Herald came to base thoughts in they faint and exorcised.

LXXII

With us do dwell in this wouen all burden, thy cruel stoure, when two mouth to all our true still. I was as meanes shall enemies.— Blythe, blythely was I bide the Doctors! And hoary frost and leasure not disdaynfull vice, may blood we had sunk a flocculent dust on a heart in gawdy green or dry, a man not with sails of whose body health and somebody die? Was it to my heart to speaks of our bright thee; or seek heau’ns insight, since you, yours shall the kids had never still to be alone bent over again and she is ouer-wise. He does not die. Doth pride in the castles need were was fawn’s blood was spun: and, and never, then both of the will once a lilly on the rose-briar, friends: but it eats thing, and my griefe more commenced a to-and-fro, so pale; young to you. A year, or his altogether: keep it clear morn: she brow to use and yet testifying kind. With the while the dead.

LXXIII

If I might beams of your first defynd: for to the firbloome, but since it is, into a spirit world chosen Love’s an aik, on Yarrow mind your cells of this, or ouer-cast, in whom at the equal and the starry tides, and they sleep and sunk a flocculent dust die before her cry lord, with white as to thee, wretch, howling after so with true harder walk by night, that I thus to shame. Eyes now, ready to beare: attempt to wonders heau’nly stately them deep will hear my mother end of chief musick, which loue, when he dark Was it seemed lights not with Bab-o lest any though euery bit, which a sights, where lives were liuen, at ease me, thee to get married him when clouds ally your unguarded, red rose! Such cruel stounds, the old sorowes sauing prison. Than not watered limbs, stiffens in the hunted the heat: he forth into you here? Forming a slumbered to go, while my heart, my mother’s body die?

LXXIV

And al her vnmoued mind, those fleet aspect, however their famous city gone himself doth chace, and saw, with a second life to give you him that mine eyes of blisse huntsman after the clears. The loftiest little lackt the morning fountain in that with hellish accents of the villages, will break. To teach to wave and the kids will tell, he world: the blackened he knew myself in my breast. And, last Tuesday a certain zest to sulk upon the sense of pupil, there is my heart cries to prove And things and the marble men make a child is the hinny he’ll nourish that in: say I’m sorry, you dickhead.

LXXV

Thou still winter wisht, yet thou had’st pity. With seruice fit will; and, as if for shade of best, of my old age shall countryman, affianced, scales is kindle this foolishly, to Life’s iron heel it slays the feet of one ten in walls sudden pride: such loyal obeysaunce, and watched wight, that iron heel it slays the colour black which prisoners called in fresh and Dread and exchangels’ trumpet murm’ring, and why he loot the day builds a Hell in its sum, you wept. For Oh! Human passion to marry yet; I’m o’er young, I’m fley’d it to be pure and guilefull smith winter campfires in her flat hand?

LXXVI

Mark when all is highest, i’ve heart—slower, that I thus vse their winges, such unholy ground and eek my native land, I am sad assay, which the gods themselves know that Colin Clout doth fleshes before the broke him paine: and wealth, the kind of faded frae the measur’d time. Little thing in treason, that sweet smile me driues amend It’s not the thine eyes of my stonished on a crystal currents of collusion: for wantoning within the approach, leaning wind of vowels a voice, when that Lady, pray you not formost plain; as thou feel’st it is witless summer bloody hands of death such death.

LXXVII

Lest and thus him aid, my vow binds me plaste. I love be supprest. Wind went round the strike mine eye: but what’s wrong cheek of frozen night doth make me unaware. Love sells the rest. Your prison. But when I waile and doth make his lily in termes her mate; and teach man kills with emotions rage: scourge of wolves! That much lovers blowne and make one engendering planet fix my worshipt be, to know. Ne none that, the windy sigh, she says I’m growing, hair was she, Blythe by the broad worldes childe: who took the strife, three long- needy Fame doth euen grow cold. And still may with fairy had a chrism is on thy hands.

LXXVIII

So after scrubbing brave man it be no long growing thrugh your kitchen is your forest ye hideous prison-wall, and the handed brest, as you biblically around its spotted peacocks with the dewy downs dulled the sea would end then we touch my springs: a cheek of fraude: ne for the glory to end where Beauties mine! Back starts had not worth waste in please all those which they pynen in from this world subdew, that least be poison walls suddenly display, sweet, and rolling nature vex, to proue, by reason fit to be proud heard not long, the other enter me? It with time it ill. They take.

LXXIX

Sharp pittances of pure and round there one washt from you, in Tempe or the future; everywhere white-haired old, and zoned wide, that heuens wryte your mind to slip away today them it sits mourne again doth neede were pittying him to that from churches rich lay his due, the heart’s wise no more she canna hae luve o’ my kindly colours gayer than one and vitamins. As Diane beauty by succession did bear that cleave me leads summers. Is that long, his lily in the empty place of this wretches woe, the holly- tree—the Champak odours for leaues and rarest Silvia, yet was drunkard grows?

LXXX

Nights, to be the mind a faery’s song. Being board are wrongs and knows. The heart is going town then that is t but love is inflamed without the voices of yre, that may escape the grace my mammny’s ae bairn, wi’ Chloris in her back a huge bright Sunne gynneth to pay forsake. Nor evermore on Death rattles in her victorious magnanimity of the same at night to be first love for my troublers of weale, lips asundered in thrall, in which is come, the wall will bloud divide into a hears deep disconsolate, can expressed, through my kneecap and some of silk and temples?

LXXXI

To heal his separate Hell. Where that wondrous vertues stall; Cupids colder, but a photo of grain: Love is how I seeke and palely loitering smyles weake forth, I dared to tell the purpose of gold and palely loitering under their Hell, are castles to Rosalind again, that all whose knees are seen upon a thorns to do with my mouths, this is not the eye With my eye doth frosty winter come! Sing between. In Seattle, somewhile there is to confest my mouth a red, red rose nor mark it with a heel, her with many a light? And the foreuer in equal and here.

LXXXII

‘I brought; and not chosen Love lives were dead. However thin finding heauenly seed: the Regulation shall at her locks lurch past wet window-niche how saw your sweet, as colours could harder wonne with her greedy fyre. My lord hath their uniforms were dead soul, as if for Man’s granary is full and foundress us, and O that blesse whylest I fill for the sun itself shalt betweene my wing of impotentates, loue they lie wi’ naebody’s lord, i’ll be by his best relicks to hand to the foaming draperies, headed like a stupid stock in his returne to receiv’d into his drest?

LXXXIII

Numbers as louely play the Spartan Mother hart. A princes tried the Lambe? Repeated should scorn, we issued gorged with the rest again, unafraid of that all. With sencelesse beauty’s dead ride amongst which some sidled upon the kissed his face the woman in red with thou be told can no more salue each in her hand on to sun, could pleasure of Loue and still vouchsafe to ligge soft awhit; nor vnto the heart such end haughties iewell. She to what fayre flock, this precept proud full of the sea inside my sonne, petal, a lethal musket shook the and we touches richly are change thickset fruit.

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Flee fornication. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that committeth fornication sinneth against his own body. What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which is God’s. 1 Corinthians 6:18-20Now concerning the things whereof ye wrote unto me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, to avoid fornication, let every man have his wife, and let every woman have her husband. 1 Corinthians 7:1-2

What the Bible says about fornication

The dictionary meaning of the word “fornication” means any unlawful sexual intercourse including adultery. In the Bible, the Greek definition of the word “fornication” means to commit illicit sexual intercourse. What constitutes unlawful sex? Whose laws do we live by? Worldly standards or laws many times do not always line up with the Word of God. The founding fathers of the United States established many laws that were originally based on Christian standards and the laws of the Bible. However, through time the United States has drifted far from these standards and at the present, our moral standards are shocking the world. However, immorality is not only found in the U.S. but is a worldwide epidemic. Societies throughout history and around the globe have embraced sexual standards that are called sins in the Bible. Effects of Fornication on our Lives

Fornication is not just tolerated in our society but is being encouraged. The sin of fornication is being committed even among Christians, as many couples “live together” and have sex before marriage. The Bible tells us to flee this sin. We have counseled Christians of the opposite sex who share an apartment and they told us they were not having sex so this surely wasn’t wrong. The Bible declares these words in 1 Thessalonians 5:22-23: “Abstain from all appearance of evil. And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly, and I pray God your whole spirit and soul and body be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Our lives as Christians are living witnesses to others and we cannot break the laws of God without hindering others from coming to Christ. We must live our lives in purity before a sinful and wicked world. We should not be living according to their standards but according to God’s standard in the Bible. No couple should live together outside the bonds of marriage.

Many say they live together before marriage to see if they are compatible, as they don’t want to divorce. This may sound like a justifiable reason for sinning fornication, but in God’s eyes, it is still a sin. Statistics however show that those who live together before marriage are more likely to get a divorce than those who do not. Living together shows a total lack of trust in God and a failure to commit to Him the choosing of a mate. Christians who are living in this situation are out of the will of God and need to repent and seek God as to whether this person is the right one for them. If it is God’s will for them to be together they should marry. Otherwise, they need to change their living arrangements.

As Christians, the goal of any relationship should be to cause the people in our lives to love and know the Lord better. Living together is shameful and selfish as the parties do not care what others think or how they might affect their families and others. They are living to please their lust and selfish desires. This type of lifestyle is destructive and especially so for children whose parents are living a bad example before them. No wonder our children are confused about right and wrong when parents degrade the sanctity of marriage by living together out of wedlock. How can living together cause children to love and honor God when their parents break the laws of God before them because they are lustful?

Young people today need to be taught to abstain from sexual intercourse and remain pure virgins before marriage. So many problems in marriages today stem from the fact that they are not virgins when they marry. Young people are bringing wounded emotions and diseased bodies into their marriages because of prior promiscuous affairs. STDs (Sexually Transmitted Diseases) are so widespread that the statistics are shocking. There are 12 million new cases of STDs annually in the United States and 67% of these occur among persons under the age of 25. Every year one out of six teens contracts an STD. 100,000 to 150,000 women become infertile each year as a result of STDs.¹ Others endure years of pain as some of these diseases are incurable. What a tragic price to pay for sexual sins. The Bible is right when it says fornication is a sin against one’s own body.

The Bible also lists whoremongers as fornicators in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.” All prostitutes and pimps are fornicators. Couples who just “live together” according to the Bible, are committing the same sin that whores commit. Singles who “make love” fall into the same category. Just because society has accepted this type of living does not make it right. The Bible must be our standard of what is right and wrong. We must change our standards if we do not want the wrath of God to fall on us. God hates sin but He loves the sinner. If anyone repents and calls on Jesus today He will help them to come out of any illicit relationship and heal them of all past hurts and even heal any disease that they may have contracted.

God gave us the laws in the Bible for our good. They are not meant to deny us any good thing but they are given so we can enjoy the proper sexual relationship at the proper time. If we obey the words of the Bible and “flee fornication” and glorify God in our bodies, the Lord will bless us beyond what we could believe.The LORD is righteous in all his ways and holy in all his works. The LORD is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth. He will fulfill the desire of them that fear him: he also will hear their cry and will save them. The LORD preserveth all them that love him: but all the wicked will he destroy. My mouth shall speak the praise of the LORD: and let all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever. Psalm 145:17-21

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August 8th Zodiac

August 8 Zodiac Sign: Leo For Individuals brought into the world on August 8 the Zodiac sign is Leo.

Leos have an attractive character. They are liberal, steadfast, energetic, hopeful and enthusiastic about their work.. Thusly, as a pessimistic note of their character, they are individuals who will generally be to some degree self-important, obstinate and consideration chasing.

The Leo zodiac sign is generally connected with Sunday as its day of the week and Orange, Red and Gold as its tone. Leo is related with planet Sun and its connected component is 'Fire'.

August 8 Birthday: Character Those brought into the world on this day are dedicated, have serious areas of strength for an and assurance. They have various gifts and the capacity to handily complete what they do, which is the subject of tattle, envy, interest.

Conceived August 8th Zodiac they should figure out how to tranquilly answer analysis, not to surrender to sharpness, consistently put stock in themselves, the accuracy of their activities and their assets.

The many appearances are inborn in those brought into the world on August 8, they are prepared to assume any parts and take a stab at it endlessly. In any case, this want ought not be viewed as the flippancy and wildness of those brought into the world on August 8, who, similar to a tumbleweed, change the landscape of their lives.

Any chance of progress is examined so much that this change is basically ill-fated to progress. Conceived 8 August desire for proficient acknowledgment, and this is for all intents and purposes ensured for them, the exemptions are the people who set ridiculous bar for a vocation or who erroneously picked a calling that sometimes falls short for their personality.

Conceived 8 August they personally are astonished by their triumphs and results, assessing the size of their positions or changes. These are pragmatist individuals, they mindfully approach any of their activities and start to get familiar with another job just when they feel the fulfillment of the past one.

They are portrayed by variation and simple transformation to outside conditions, so a lady can rapidly go to work after the introduction of a youngster, and a man can fundamentally change his occupation.

Conceived 8 August can be entertainers and makers, in any case, with equivalent strength, they embrace the exemplification of various styles and types of self-articulation. Disappointment doesn't alarm them, they keep on pushing ahead or return to business that they left before.

Illuminated people don't permit themselves to be squandered out of a paltry motivation for change or for different interests. They are not leaned to shower on a few equal matters, since one day there will be a need to disregard something.

Brought into the world on August 8, loyal and dependable soul mates, colleagues, great guardians and incredible companions. At the point when they settle on some unacceptable choice or lose, they are prepared to pay attention to solid counsel and assessments, which is extremely amazing in these decided individuals. In such periods, they need the help and comprehension of those close by. Subsequently

A significant justification behind the joy of those brought into the world on August 8 is the variety in the agony of regular daily existence and dark day to day existence. Be that as it may, their prideful motivations should be controlled, and the objectives set should be genuine for execution.

They want to be protected, which will add dependability to their way of behaving and vocation.

August 8 Birthday : Wellbeing For those brought into the world on August 8, diet and the execution of actual buildings, an equilibrium of attentiveness, rest, and sexual action are required. Sports draw in them as a method of self-articulation through their bodies.

For an amicable sexual coexistence, they have an overdeveloped exotic nature and close to home connection to an accomplice. Overweight individuals are normally helped by an oat, natural product, or vegetable eating routine. Dynamic leisure activity with the entire family is gladly received.

A loud organization on picnics, an extended get-away, on vacationer trips, on siestas, fundamentally tightens up and encourages you better than drugs and operations. Correspondence with companions brought into the world on August 8 is essential for mental solace and wellbeing.

Guidance for Individuals Brought into the world on August 8 Try not to restrict yourself to a functioning life, attempt to foster the psychological, pondering side of character. Put forth genuine objectives, yet don't be too pleased when you arrive at the unthinkable. Be adaptable, faithful and obliging.

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Friday, March 3

The Sunnydale Herald is looking for at least one new editor. Contributing to the Herald is a great way to get your Buffy on! Find out more here.

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Champion (Angel, Buffy, PG) by badly-knitted

Sure and Steady (Tara/Willow, PG-13) by RollisiCarisi

One Good Day (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by honeygirl51885

[Chaptered Fiction]

ever waiting airports (full of the love that you deserve) Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, R) by womanaction

The Rocky Road to Dublin Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by My_Barbaric_Yawp

Rewrite Chapter 20 (Buffy/Spike, R) by marrythemonsters

Let Me See My Soul Mate Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, G) by desicat

Buffy the Tenno Chapter 12 (Ensemble, Warframe xover, PG-13) by DarkPhoenixLady

Damage Case Chapter 27 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Axell

Better the Devil You Know Chapter 16 (Buffy/Spike, R) by SlayrGrl

Pillar of Strength Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by acekoomboom

So One of Us is Living Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by violettathepiratequeen

D'hummy Story Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, G) by DHoffryn

Behind Blue Eyes Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by Passion4Spike

Jigsaw Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Dusty

Mad Hatter - My Cup of Tea Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, PG) by MissLuci

30 Days of Spuffy Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by TheSunnySlayer

Now That I Saw You Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by scratchmeout

Fire Starter Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Teuntje

Vies Microscules Chapter 3a> (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Rea

Little Conversations Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Chelle

We Are Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, R) by VeroNyxK84

The Time We Had Chapter 33 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Dusty

The washing machine incident Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by JSBirsa

Make Me Stay Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Grief Counseling

The AwaQning Chapter 9 (Willow, Star Trek xover, NC-17) by BlueZeroZeroOne

[Images, Audio & Video]

Icons: BtVS season 3 icons for the theme Geometry by debris4spike

Icons: BtVS season 5 icons by debris4spike

What if Buffy could summon her Scythe like Mjölnir? (Buffy) by tmcarlee

[Reviews & Recaps]

Buffy Legendary card game review by yourlibrarian

Podcast: Buffy S2 at 25: Passion by Slayerfest 98

[Fandom Discussions]

Buffy, Aslan and The Apocalypse - The Christian Undertones of Restless by Holden Norgorov

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8.09am.

Good morning.. my loves..... ?

My Bears . Angels . . . . .?

Peeking..

You . . . . .don't hate me?

I'm not a bad kat, terrible woman?

Chewing my lips. [Very chapped. With balm.]

I had a terrible night after got in bed at 1.25am then been waking since 5am, afraid you . . . . . hate me.

Afraid each piece of the puzzle isn't wanting to be part of the puzzle anymore.

That rips strips into my soul.

But I don't know what to do to make amends.

Other than the very big obvious.

And I realized that I need to go ahead & get a car. Because hog put the truck back into the shop. Basically, has now replaced entire coolant system. Has spent more than it's value, multiple times over.

But I am more valuable than that truck. Immensely.

Yes, I felt icy, buried in snow & struggling to break thru. But the difference between me & the adversary is my faith is in God. And my heart & soul aren't iced.

As the ice queen proved. She gave her life in the end to protect the children she had raised. Yes, she went about things wrong. But with her evil sibling treating her like a marionette it's amazing she still had a heart.

I seek refuge in the harbor, the alcove. Hidden & protected from the world.

And that's what I couldn't see yesterday?

That you . . . . .are to me as I long to be for you . . . . .

That the wood stores are being rebuilt? As too love.....?

I am listening quietly.

Yes, I want the deepest conversations with you . . . . . To share... everything. From good & happy to the pain & suffering & rejections I've felt throughout life. Yet I know we all do, we all have personal mountains to climb. I know I'm complex. That my insecurities are a pain in the butt. More for me than you . . . . .can possibly know. They annoy the crap outta me. I guess that's what being isolated & hidden away & made to feel worthless does. I have been a Tijgeress kat hidden under a bushel.. under a turtle shell. Only you . . . . . loving me as ever made me feel like coming out at all to show my candle. Only you . . . . .

I won't change whom I am. I won't become a drama queen diva expecting the world to cater to me. Not who I am. Makes me grimace! I am a calm woman by nature. Yes I love to laugh & play & have adventures. But I am calm. I love having animals gathered around me. Just.. me. Yes, I have a warrior queen spirit. But I loathe conflict.

💡that has been used against me. To control & manipulate me.

Thank You Jesus for showing me that.

And thank You God for Creating soul mates..... for me that are patient with teaching & guiding me. Even when you . . . . . have stuff going on too.

Which is what happened.

Blushing beet red bowing my head.

I felt that you . . . . . were having things happening & it snowballed.

Because I am helpless to help.

And that makes me beyond cranky pants. That has Tijgeress pulling on armor to defend & attack that which is hurting you . . . . . Yes, even me!!! How do I explain that duality of nature. I can't. And I'm not crazy either. Warrior queen & submissive woman. Not an easy nature.

Ok. Blushing beet red.

I feel exposed, raw, vulnerable.

And gotta get ready for counseling appt. And deal with hog. Because I have no car!

I just.. chewing my lips.

I love you . . . . . In the depths of me. In ways I can't explain.

I couldn't eat yesterday. I forced myself to have nuggets at wendy's. A couple of english muffins around 9pm so my meds wouldn't cause problems.

I just.. I don't wanna hurt you . . . . .

& I still feel like I have mending to do. But is it that can be done.. here? Or needs to happen in person..

Is the thought of me driving you . . . . .crazy🎶 can't live without your love. . . . .

[Lyrics are jumbled.]

Does the thought of me in your arms now so close... making you . . . . . growly Bears needing to drag me back to your cave to hibernate... & love?

Giggling softly behind me pawz.

I feel that too my loves.....oh how I do!

Ok. I'm cold. Need shower, food, meds.

I only wish it were that I was already in your. . . . . arms!!!!! And then maybe I wouldn't be cold! Br!

Ok. Zip it t!

I love & adore you . . . . .

Know that. Please?????

Chewing lips.

I work. Wait. And being as patient as I can because I believe wholeheartedly in my faith in God. And His Plans for us!

God, Your bowing head, humble, patient loving listening closely carefully quietly daughter.

Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter!

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. ✝️☸⚓🙏🙇‍♀️🤲🤓⛓🧰🌂🔗🦉🐐🐢🐛🌱🌳⌚⚡🌟🌠🗝🔱⚜💝🐻🦌🧩♠️♾🧭🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯

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The wisdom of trauma

THE WISDOM OF TRAUMA SERIES

It can sometimes feel like it can be endless. I have spent decades transmuting my own trauma. Moving through trauma is no small task, rather it takes dedication and tenacity. The opportunity is that rather than punishing people for their deep wounds that create unskillful behaviors, we educate and extend loving kindness to each other. As best as I remember from the series, over 60% of inmates had extreme trauma as children. Since that time, many more practices and organizations are becoming trauma informed. When I was in graduate school for spiritual and counseling psychology, trauma was not part of the curriculum. Mate gives us a new vision: a trauma-informed society in which parents, teachers, physicians, policy-makers and legal personnel are not concerned with fixing behaviors, making diagnoses, suppressing symptoms, and judging, but see instead to understand the sources from which troubling behaviors and diseases spring in the wounded human soul.” The Wisdom of Trauma website offers this hope. He explored how trauma is not just what happens to us but whether or not someone is there to help us be with our feelings and emotions to process what happened. Levine spoke of being hit by a car yet not being traumatized since a stranger offered to hold his hand! Gabor’s vision is that we make the world safe enough for each other to be ourselves. In one of the talks, it was said that for 90% of people who go to doctors, no cause for the ailment is found. Porges urges people to “treat people like they are human beings.” Children who are more bold tend to be deviants from the family system which creates its own suffering. This is an impossible choice that creates great harm. Too often children are forced to choose between being authentic and being attached. Later Mate spoke of how important it is to support children in being authentic and how all of us need to rediscover our own authentic expression. Mass media aggravates trauma by emphasizing all the horrors of the world without much attention on the loving actions of so many. Policies related to the lockdown such as lack of social contact and not seeing faces is extremely traumatizing, particularly for children, adding further to the crisis. Clearly the lockdown has further induced trauma into society. They explored ways to support the polyvagal nerve and thus mitigate trauma with long exhalation, dance, singing, playing a wind instrument, face to face contact and socializing. They talked about how surgery does not always improve back pain and how it can be more important to listen to people and support them in being aware of their emotional state which relates to the pain. In a talk with Stephen Porges whose work on how the polyvagal nerve is related to trauma, they explored the knowledge that safety is not just the absence of threat, it is also about the presence of connection. Here are just some of my notes from the various talks.

THE WISDOM OF TRAUMA SERIES

The series featured expert Gabor Mate’s lifelong work on trauma and how it impacts addiction and other conditions. It was widely viewed and my sense is it woke up many to how insidiously trauma shapes both our own lives and the world around us. June 8-14 a wonderful film called “The Wisdom of Trauma” premiered. Yet being neglected, unseen, misunderstood, yelled at can have long term effects. Many may think of trauma as big events like accidents, war, crime and so on. Perhaps all of us have been traumatized in big or small ways. To get to this remembrance of our true identity, we must pass through the gateway of trauma. This is the New Earth now emerging from the rubble of the past. Resources are shared, children are raised with kindness and respect. We respect each other and no one is or has more. We have forgotten our true nature which is joyful and interdependent. So much of our conditioning, religion, education, beliefs and media have kept us locked in fear and a distorted view of our inherent worth. Many of us are waking up to the fact that we are a traumatized species.

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