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Earthquakes in Various Places: Lions and Lovers, and Cruel Snowy Summers…Oh, My! Part 5/10.

Earthquake: 05:19:35 GMT+3 Jerusalem, Israel, 19:19:35 PDT 8/19/2023 Local Time…

Matthew 5:17 “Don’t misunderstand why I have come. I did not come to abolish the law of Moses or the writings of the prophets. No, I came to accomplish their purpose. Matthew 5:18 For truly I tell you, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished. Matthew 5:19 So if you ignore the least commandment and teach others to do the same, you will be called the least in the Kingdom of Heaven. But anyone who obeys God’s laws and teaches them will be called great in the Kingdom of Heaven.

Strong's Concordance #35 abiyyonah: From 'abah; provocative of desire; the caperberry (from its stimulative taste) -- desire. Original Word: אֲבִיּוֹנָה

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Pages 1782 and 1783: Ecclesiastes 12:1 So appreciate your vigor in the days of your youth, before those days of sorrow come and those years arrive of which you will say, "I have no pleasure in them": Ecclesiastes 12:2 before sun and light and moon and stars grow dark, and the clouds come back again after the rain: Ecclesiastes 12:3 When the guards of the house become shaky, And the men of valor are bent, And the maids that grind, grown few, are idle, and the ladies that peer through the windows grow dim, Ecclesiastes 12:4 And the doors to the street are shut--With the noise of the hand mill growing fainter, And the song of the bird growing feebler, And all the strains of music dying down; Ecclesiastes 12:5 When one is afraid of heights And there is terror on the road. For the almond tree may blossom, The grasshopper be burdened, And the caper bush may bud again; But man sets out for his eternal abode, With mourners all around in the street.-- Ecclesiastes 12:6 Before the silver cord snaps And the golden bowl crashes, The jar is shattered at the spring, And the jug is smashed at the cistern. Ecclesiastes 12:7 And the dust returns to the ground As it was, And the lifebreath returns to God Who bestowed it.

John 19:19 And Pilate posted a sign on the cross that read, “Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews.”

Wilfred: "Desiring/Seeking Peace"

Earthquake: M 0.8 - 8.9 km (5.5 mi) WNW of Cobb, CA

2023-08-20 02:19:35 (UTC) 38.841°N 122.823°W 1.8 km depth

By Coldwater Canyon overlooking Squaw Creek, Black Oaks, and Flood Road.

John 20:26 Eight days later the disciples were together again, and this time Thomas was with them. The doors were locked; but suddenly, as before, Jesus was standing among them. “Peace be with you,” he said.

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Page 14: Genesis 8:8 Then he sent out the dove to see whether the waters had decreased from the surface of the ground. Genesis 8:9 But the dove could not find a resting place for its food, and returned to him to the ark, for there was water over all the earth. So putting out his hand, he took it into the ark with him.

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Page 1028: Jeremiah 8:8 How can you say, "We are wise, And we possess the Instruction of the Lord"? Assuredly, for naught has the pen labored, For naught the scribes! Jeremiah 8:9 The wise shall be put to shame, Shall be dismayed and caught; See, they reject the word of the Lord, So their wisdom amounts to nothing.

Acts 8:9 Now for some time a man named Simon had practiced sorcery in the city and amazed all the people of Samaria. He boasted that he was someone great, Acts 8:10 and all the people, both high and low, gave him their attention and exclaimed, “This man is rightly called the Great Power of God.” Acts 8:11 They followed him because he had amazed them for a long time with his sorcery. Acts 8:12 But when they believed Philip as he proclaimed the good news of the kingdom of God and the name of Jesus Christ, they were baptized, both men and women. Acts 8:13 Simon himself believed and was baptized. And he followed Philip everywhere, astonished by the great signs and miracles he saw.

2 Corinthians 8:9 You know the generous grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. Though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, so that by his poverty he could make you rich.

Revelation 5:2 And I saw a mighty angel proclaiming in a loud voice, “Who is worthy to break the seals and open the scroll?” Revelation 5:3 But no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth could open the scroll or even look inside it. Revelation 5:4 I wept and wept because no one was found who was worthy to open the scroll or look inside. Revelation 5:5 Then one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep! See, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has triumphed. He is able to open the scroll and its seven seals.”

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Page 1003: Jeremiah 1:8 Have no fear of them, For I am with you to deliver you--declares the Lord. Jeremiah 1:9 The Lord put out His hand and touched my mouth, and the Lord said to me: herewith I put My words into your mouth.

TANAKH (Jewish Publication Society, Hebrew-English) Page 1765: Ecclesiastes 1:8 All such things are wearisome: No man can ever state them; The eye never has enough of seeing, Nor the ear enough of hearing. Ecclesiastes 1:9 Only that shall happen Which has happened, Only that occur Which has occurred; There is nothing new Beneath the sun!

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cup-half-full-of-anxiety · 4 years

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Taron Fic - Working Title (Chapter Four)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Authers note: So I have no control. I am that person that has to buy Christmas presents a day before Christmas or I will give them to the people way to early. So because of that lovely trait, I give you lovely people chapter 4. Good news. Taron is in it! Bad news. It’s angsty. It might be like that for a minute but we’ll get to the happy. I hope you enjoy.

“Doll?”

Tilly moved like lightning, grabbing Adelaide’s glass as it slipped from her hand at the sound of his voice.

“Doll is that you?”

Taron’s voice never ceased to send a chill down her spine.

She looked at Tilly panicked. She can't speak; it's like she's trying to swallow a huge knot as tears sprang to her eyes.

“Just breathe." Adelaide let out a shuddered breath "I am going to give you two some space. I am here if you need me, I will be right inside.” She handed Adelaide back her drink, she kissed her cheek and made her way over to Taron.

She put her free hand on his cheek making sure he looked at her as she spoke.

“Please listen to her and be understanding” Was all Tilly said before she kissed his cheek and moved inside.

Adelaide let out a shaky breath and turned around.

Taron stood there shocked, his eyes wide, mouth slightly agape.

If you had asked him this morning who in his whole life he thought he was going to see today, he'd have said his late grandmother before he ever would have thought of the still breathtaking woman standing in front of him, the only woman who could build his world up as high as castles, only to leave it in ruins with nothing more than a note left on the kitchen table that read:

I’m sorry.

I hope one day you will understand

He at one point had every intention of marrying this woman. Hell, he still had the ring his mom gave him 6 years ago snug in his wallet, waiting and hoping it would have the chance to grace the finger it was meant for, but that dream died years ago. It now only served as a reminder of what he could have had.

Taron stepped farther out onto the quiet balcony as the party continued inside. Tilly quietly watched from just inside the door for a moment before she wandered into the sea of people but never straying too far.

As he took a few more steps toward her Adelaide watched him. She had to suppress the urge to rush to him. To wrap her arms tightly around his torso. To pull his warm body to her. She wondered if she’d still fit perfectly to him, like a puzzle piece. She wanted to rest her head on his chest and listen to his heart, but she knew she couldn’t.

She had given up that privilege.

Still in shock, Taron stammered.

“When I first got here, I thought I saw…and then just now as you walked across…and Richard said your-” he couldn’t finish his thoughts.

“You’re here” he finally breathed out.

Adelaide nodded, a few tears finally breaking free, making their way down her cheek.

Her hand covered her mouth, trying to suppress the sob that was working its way up, she had not expected to have a reaction like this but now was not the time. She needed to swallow it back, she couldn’t breakdown here.

As Adelaide tried to fight her feelings Taron watched her. He had to stop himself from rushing to her and comforting her. To wrap his arms tightly around her body. To pull her warm body to him. He wondered if she would still fit perfectly to him, like a puzzle piece. He wanted to rest his head on hers as the scent of her engulfed him, but he knew he couldn’t.

“I’m sorry”

It rushed out of her mouth “Sorry, I-“ she stopped talking abruptly as she wiped the tears, careful not to wipe her makeup.

Her eyes suddenly looking everywhere but him.

She quickly looked around for a table, needing a distraction for a moment, just a moment to breathe. She made her way over to a high-top table at the edge of the balcony. She took a large gulp of her drink before setting it aside. She knew she was going to need it. She dropped her purse down, fishing through for her mirror and tissue, and began to fix her face.

Taron’s eyes still following her movements.

She was just as beautiful as he remembered, permanently sun-kissed skin, thick curly hair, and her wild hazel eyes, the freckles that danced across her face. Her full lips looked just as pouty especially with the color painted on them now. The short dress showcased her curvy petite body perfectly. She only stood at 5’2 but her heels gave her a bit of help.

"Don’t worry, you look beautiful” he’s not sure if he meant to say it or not, but it left his lips anyways.

“You always look beautiful” He may have meant to say that.

Adelaide stopped her movement at his words before she gave one last dab of the tissue, she closed the compact and slid them both back into her purse, her back still to Taron.

“Doll can you please look at me” She squeezed her eyes shut as he said her nickname

She finally choked down the knot in her throat as she turned to him.

"Hi" she said awkwardly.

They said nothing, Taron just stared before he finally said "Richard said you're the new head of make-up?" It wasn't much of an actual question. Adelaide nodded with a small smile.

"Yeah, as of 5 days ago, I am the head of make-up for ‘Rocketman’” she answered.

Taron couldn't help but smile. “Congratulations, Love. That's amazing” Adelaide’s eyes squinted again.

“Sorry” Taron quickly followed, seeing her reaction “Sorry, it’s just-” he paused, it was like a habit he couldn’t break, even after all these years. He shook his head, walking away.

Adelaide’s eyes following him again.

She watched him crossed the large balcony to the corner where a large white couch sat, she watched him fall back onto the cushions with a plop before her body did the same. She sat quietly at the opposite end.

They were both quiet for what felt like ages, but was in reality, only moments.

Taron was the first to break it, looking to Adelaide and asking the question he has wanted to ask for 5 years.

“Adelaide, why did you leave?”

The tears came back right away but she knew she had to suck them down, she needed to come clean. She was on limited time. Eleanor would be coming in a few weeks, it had to be done.

“Are you sure you want to do this now? Here?” She asked, looking around at the few people lingered on the balcony.

“I have no choice; I don’t know if you’ll disappear again”

Hurt took over Adelaide’s face for a second.

“I deserve that.” She nodded to herself.

She took a few deep breaths, trying to still her nerves.

“You are going to hate me, which I guess it is safe to say you do. I just want to start wit-”

“Adelaide, I don’t-“ she cut him off.

“Taron, you are going to hate me. And I fully understand. What I did, the choice I made…please just know I thought I was doing the right thing at the time. When I realized how monumentally wrong I was…it was too late to take it back”

Worry raced through Taron like a chill as his mind tried to figure out what Adelaide was going to say before she said it but every scenario flew passed at 100 mph and he couldn’t grab onto anything logical so he waited to hear what she was going to say.

“We had been living together for almost 2 years, in that amazing flat in Walthamstow, on Wingfield. The windows always leaked in the front room but somehow the skylights in the kitchen were perfect. And we were both convinced the neighbor to our left, was a serial killer. Then two down on the right, there was that adorable old lady that was in love with you. She would always bake us scones and muffins” A ghost of a smile crossed her face as she thought back on that time, when they were so madly in love, back before she ruined everything.

“You had been working on The Smoke that summer while I was doing make-up on the set of Guardians of the Galaxy. Then the talk of Kingsman started getting thrown around and we were riding on such a high, actually living our dreams.” He listened. How could he forget that summer, it would end up being the last one they spent together? They had been dating for over 6 years; friends for twice as long, he had known that sometime soon he would finally work up the courage to pull the ring out of his wallet that had been in there for the past year and finally ask his Doll to marry him.

Taron’s eyes flickered back to Adelaide as she continued. Her eyes were downcast at the table, but she wasn’t looking at it, she was far off in the memory.

“That year had been in the works to become one of the greatest years of our lives” Her smile grew.

“Then, just after I was finished with Guardians, you started filming Kingsman, and those next 2 months...we thought we were invincible like nothing could touch us. That is until one day you came home from set. You had stopped for groceries on the way and ran into an old mate from school, I don’t remember his name, but he had just moved to the city with his wife and new baby- “

The memory flashed in Taron’s mind:

“Wilfred, mate!” Taron smiled as he spotted his old classmate between the boxes of pasta and pasta sauces at Tesco “How have you been?” they shook hands.

“Been good, been good. Well, not as good as you mister movie star. I heard through the old RADA grapevine about the Matthew Vaughn film, sounds like a right fit for you, some kind of spy movie I heard” Taron couldn’t hide the smile “You and Laide still together?” Wilfred followed up asking.

Taron laughed and he scratched the back of his head.

“Yeah, still going strong, 5 years now, and yeah, the movie is shaping up to be big, I hope. It had been a wild year so far.” It was weird to hear he was being talked about amongst old friends about work that hadn’t even come out yet “What about you? Any big gigs?” He asked curiously but also a little embarrassed he wasn’t keeping closer tabs on old classmates’ successes like they clearly were about him.

“No, I hung up my acting hat, working for my Emma’s father at his firm now.” He said referring to his wife “After the baby and all, acting wasn’t paying steady enough and I had a family to think about” Taron was shocked, Wilfred had been one of the most talented people he knew, he couldn’t have imagined what he would do if he and Adelaide had been in that position.

“Wow, a baby. That is bloody brilliant mate. How is Emma?”

They chatted for a little while longer, Wilfred showing Taron pictures of his family. He was happy to see his friend so happy even if he had given up something he was so passionate about.

Adelaide had been crying off and on for the last hour. She had gone to the doctors thinking she would leave with some medicine for what she thought was a stomach bug. Oh, she had a stomach bug alright, one that would go away in about 9 months, well 7 and a half if her doctor calculated right.

No one had thought to inform her that the antibiotics she was prescribed almost 2 months ago for a mild ear infection could counteract with her birth control resulting in a very unplanned pregnancy.

She pulled the strip of ultrasound pictures out of her purse. There was a tiny arrow showing where the baby was. She couldn’t believe it. Sure, She and Taron had talked about kids, but they had both agreed that they wanted to be closer to 30, maybe even in their 30s. They wanted to really enjoy their 20s, learn to really live in and explore the world around them before they brought another life into it.

She smiled for a moment, but it fell when she thought of Taron. He was on his way to making a name for himself. His first movie and it was on course to be a big blockbuster, this could throw a wrench into it all. Ruin everything he has worked so hard for.

She decided then that she would hold off telling him until the weekend, figure out what to say.

She jumped at the sound of their flat door slamming shut “Babe I am home!” Taron’s voice called out. She wiped away her tears and shoved the ultrasound picture back into her purse.

“I’ll be out in a second” She called back; she made her way to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face, trying to make it look like she hadn’t just been crying.

She walked into the kitchen as Taron was putting the dry goods in the pantry. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist “I missed you” she whispers as she kissed his back. He turned in her arms, kissing her lips before pulling back “Love were you crying?” he asked concerned as he can see the red still in her eyes.

Thinking quickly on her feet Adelaide brushed it away. “I was working with some new make-up and this liner got in my eye, made it all red and puffy for a bit but it’s going down, I’ll be fine” She smiled at him.

“What did you get for dinner?” she asked

“I was thinking simple, spaghetti and some red wine? Sound romantic enough for you?” he teased with the raising of his eyebrow. Adelaide smiled.

Taron worked on dinner for a bit, he popped the wine, pouring them both a glass. Adelaide nursed it. She knew one glass wouldn't harm anything but she didn’t want to drink it quickly out of fear Taron would pour her another, or that her stomach wouldn’t agree.

“Oh, guess who I ran into at Tesco" Taron said as he moved back to the stove "Wilfred Price. I don’t know if you remember him. He was my biggest competition for leading roles in school” She was seated at the kitchen table as she watched Taron move about.

“Anyway, he gave up acting”

“Really?” Adelaide asked kind of surprised, she could remember Taron always going on and on about how he would never be as great an actor as Wilfred Price, so it did shock her to hear that.

“Yeah, he and Emma had a baby” that cause Adelaide to perk up “He ended up taking a job here in London at her dad’s firm to support his family, it’s crazy. I thought I would see him on TV one day winning an Oscar and he gave it all up” Taron sounded disappointed but as he thought about it, he knew what he would do “I guess I can’t fault him though. If it were us, I would have probably done the same if I had to. Nothing could stop me from doing what I need to for my family” He smiled over at her, it took everything in her not to burst into tears right then and there.

Taron looked confused “Doll, I don’t understand what this has to do with you leaving? That happened a month before you left”

Adelaide finally looked up at him, their eyes locked as she finally let the words fall from her lips.

“Taron, I had just found out I was 6 weeks pregnant that day”

In that moment, everything around Taron fell away, he thought he might pass out as the words rang again in his ears.

“…that day”

Adelaide watched as Taron went paperwhite and began to sway before catching himself.

“You what?” he asked her.

She knew he heard her but needed to hear it again to confirm what she was telling him.

“I had a doctor’s appointment that day, I thought I had a stomach bug, so I had gone-“ She started explaining but Taron cut her off.

“Where is the baby?” He questioned, his abruptness made her jump slightly and she didn’t answer right away “Adelaide, where is our baby?” he asked more stern, now looking at her.

“She is in LA with my mom” She answered quietly

He slumped back against the couch.

He had a child.

He has had a child for almost 5 years that he has not known about.

He has had a child for 5 years that Adelaide has kept from him.

He has a daughter

“How could you do this to me?” the pain and heartbreak in his eyes hurt even more than Adelaide thought it would. There wasn’t anger…yet. Not even disappointment, just pure heartbreak.

“Taron I am so sorry” The knot was back.

“I messed everything up” She paused “I was so scared, and I thought I was making the right decision, but I wasn’t. I thought if I just left then I wouldn’t ruin your future.”

“No, you just took it away from me”

Taron stood up.

“I need to go” He said “I…I can’t be around you right now. I need to go.”

Then he was gone.

Chapter Five

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Dissertation Weekly: Anna, Katie, Suffrage, Abolition, and Interracial Marriage

Illustration from William Wilfred Birdsall’s Beautiful Gems From American Writers and the Lives and Portraits of Our Favorite Authors published in 1901 features Anna Elizabeth Dickinson along with the likes of Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Frances Willard, Susan B. Anthony, and Julia Ward Howe.

Over the summer I had the good fortune to spend several days in Xenia, Ohio. The hometown of Kate Edwards Bemo, the authoress of the diary my dissertation is unraveling and reexamining, Xenia played host in 1870 to the orator, lecturer, writer, abolitionist, and suffragette Anna Elizabeth Dickinson. Born in Philadelphia in 1842 to a Quaker family, Anna grew into womanhood surrounded by books and engaged in debate with her parents and siblings about the great issues of the nineteenth century including slavery and women’s rights. The Dickinson home was a stop on the Underground Railroad. Anna came into close contact with African American men, women, and children fleeing to safety in the North. Her lecture in Xenia was sponsored by the famed Xenia Women’s Club which had been formed earlier in the year. As a high school student Kate Edwards was asked to join the ranks of the Xenia Women’s Club. In her pre-Indian Territory diary entries Kate writes about her great excitement and anticipation leading up to Dickinson’s lecture in Xenia. Since coming into possession of copies of Kate’s diaries I have been searching in vain to discover the intellectual and social forces that helped to shape Kate’s views on issues like race, interracial marriage, and the position of women in American society. To simply state that her membership in the Xenia Women’s Club and the Xenia Women’s Suffrage Association influenced her views would be correct yet incomplete. A case of insomnia and a little online sleuthing led to an intriguing discovery that I believe helps me explain Kate’s unconventional life choices, especially with respect to interracial marriage.

A teenaged Anna Elizabeth Dickinson photographed by the famous nineteenth century portrait photographer Matthew Brady. Note her short cropped and curled hair. While Kate did not crop her hair, she did adopt forms of dress reform that Anna championed.

Sleep is one thing that eludes both graduate students who are in the middle of coursework and exams and those who have achieved candidacy and are off writing their dissertations. Sadly many ideas seem to come to mind as I toss and turn when trying to fall asleep at night. During some sleuthing in the wee hours of the morning I ran across and article about Anna’s life and work that included a rather substantial listing of her publications and the titles of her lectures. In 1867 Anna published the novel What Answer? Of all her book titles this one left the most to one’s imagination. Hoping to find the full text of the novel online I made my way to my go-to database for obscure nineteenth century materials, the Hathi Trust. (Tip: If you are a graduate student who has NOT used the Hathi Trust’s amazing collection you should! Visit your campus library and ask if they are a partner institution so you can access the phenomenal resources available on their site. The Hathi Trust is like falling down the hole into Alice’s Wonderland, don’t say I didn’t warn you!) Much to my delight a full digital scan of the first edition, first printing of What Answer? was available by simply clicking my mouse! Once the PDF downloaded and opened, I began to read (no rather devour) Anna’s work. After reading a sizable portion of the work I was stunned. What Answer? tacked the thorny, taboo issue of interracial marriage! For me it always seemed strange that Kate--a young woman who grew up in a white, upper class, well-educated, and respected family in a part of Ohio close enough to Cincinnati (near slave holding Kentucky)--would marry one of her students who was an AfroMvskoke/Seminole. Digging into What Answer? and Anna’s own views, life, and eccentricities, I realized that in many ways Kate was attempting to emulate Anna Dickinson’s views in her daily life and the choices she made, especially that to leave Ohio and travel to the Indian Territory.

A first edition, first printing of Anna E. Dickinson’s What Answer? from Ticknor and Fields (1868). Despite owning a PDF copy (that I can use to read, mark and work with) I still wanted my own copy of her work in its original printed form. This joins the rest of my first editions from women writers of the 19th century.

Reading What Answer? and several of Anna’s other works I discovered a similarity between her views and those of Kate. Both women advocated for the rights of women to vote, own property, make wills, leave inheritance to their children regardless of their sex, equal access to education for females and males, certain aspects of dress reform, abolition of slavery, and interracial marriage. While Anna espoused the equality between the races, Kate over her long life in the Indian Territory and eventual state of Oklahoma came to feel that American Indians, mixed race individuals, and African Americans were inferior to their white neighbors in Muskogee. Here she diverges from Dickinson and takes a dark, tragic path that ultimately created pain, heartache, and confusion in her daily life.

So, now as I outline and write my dissertation chapters I must reassess how I view Kate. Not only will I be looking at her life within the framework of the Mvskoke/Seminole world/reality in which she lived and operated but also within the framework of the books, ideas, and individuals--like Dickinson-- who shaped her fledgling views about the world around her.

I find it ironic and sad that both Kate and Anna suffered great emotional torment brought on by their unconventional lifestyles and for their respective views. In 1891 Anna was forcibly institutionalized by her sister to the Danville State Hospital for the Insane (NY). Upon her release she sued her sister for defamation of character, illegal kidnapping, and libel winning her cases after long court battles. Kate suffered as well. Slipping into the state of ehosa, a Mvskoke/Seminole state of confusion and near paranoia, Kate’s mental health declined as she lashed out at those closest to her in anger for what she perceived to be the sin of her most unfortunate marriage to a “vile, worthless Indian.”

Special Note: Don’t be surprised if one day you see that I have developed a one woman living history program all about the intriguing and amazing Anna Elizabeth Dickinson!

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