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indiesole · 6 months

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THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN THE ENTIRE KNOWN HISTORY/COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THIS WORLD! (@INDIES)

i.e. THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN WORLD HISTORY! (@INDIES)

Rajesh Khanna

Lionel Messi

Leonardo Da Vinci

Muhammad Ali

Joan of Arc

William Shakespeare

Vincent Van Gogh

Online Indie

J. K. Rowling

David Lean

Nadia Comaneci

Diego Maradona

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Meena Kumari

Julius Caesar

Harrison Ford

Ludwig Van Beethoven

William W. Cargill

Fritz Hoffmann-La Roche

Samuel Curtis Johnson

Sam Walton

John D. Rockefeller

Andrew Carnegie

Roy Thomson

Tim Berners-Lee

Marie Curie

James J. Hill

Cornelius Vanderbilt

Roman Polanski

Samuel Slater

J. P. Morgan

Cary Grant

Dmitri Mendeleev

John Harvard

Alain Delon

Ramakrishna Paramhansa (Official God)

The Lumiere Brothers, Auguste & Louis

Carl Friedrich Benz

Michelangelo

Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

Ramana Maharishi

Mark Twain

Swami Sri Yukteswar Giri

Bruce Lee

Bhagwan Krishna (Official God)

Charlemagne

Rene Descartes

John F. Kennedy

Bhagwan Ganesha (Official God)

Walt Disney

Albert Einstein

Nikola Tesla

Alfred Hitchcock

Pythagoras

William Randolph Hearst

Cosimo de’ Medici

Johann Sebastian Bach

Alec Guinness

Nostradamus

Christopher Plummer

Archimedes

Jackie Chan

Guru Dutt

Amma Karunamayi/ Mata Parvati (Official God)

Peter Sellers

Gerard Depardieu

Joseph Safra

Robert Morris

Sean Connery

Petr Kellner

Aristotle Onassis

Usain Bolt

Jack Welch

Alfredo di Stefano

Elizabeth Taylor

Michael Jordan

Paul Muni

Steven Spielberg

Louis Pasteur

Ingrid Bergman

Norma Shearer

Dr. B. R. Ambedkar

Ayn Rand

Jesus Christ (Official God)

Luciano Pavarotti

Alain Resnais

Frank Sinatra

Allah (Official God)

Richard Nixon

Charlie Chaplin

Thomas Alva Edison

Alexander Graham Bell

Wright Brothers

Arjun (of Bhagwan Krishna’s Gita)

Jim Simons

George Lucas

Swami Sri Lahiri Mahasaya

Carl Lewis

Brett Favre

Helen Keller

Bernard Mannes Baruch

Buddha (Official God)

Hugh Grant

K. L. Saigal

Roger Federer

Rash Behari Bose

Tiger Woods

William Blake

Jesse Owens

Claude Miller

Bernardo Bertolucci

Subhash Chandra Bose

Satyajit Ray

Hippocrates

Chiang Kai-Shek

John Logie Baird

Geeta Dutt

Raphael (painter)

Bhagwan Shiva (Official God)

Radha (Ancient Krishna devotee)

George Orwell

Jorge Paulo Lemann

Catherine Deneuve

Pierre-Auguste Renoir

Bill Gates

Bhagwan Ram (Official God)

Michael Phelps

Michael Faraday

Audrey Hepburn

Dalai Lama

Grace Kelly

Mikhail Gorbachev

Vladimir Putin

Galileo Galilei

Gary Cooper

Roger Moore

John Huston

Blaise Pascal

Humphrey Bogart

Rudyard Kipling

Samuel Morse

Wayne Gretzky

Yogi Berra

Barry Levinson

Patrice Chereau (director)

Jerry Lewis

Louis Daguerre

James Watt

Henri Rousseau

Nikita Krushchev

Jack Dorsey

Dev Anand

Elia Kazan

Alexander Fleming

David Selznick

Frank Marshall

Viswanathan Anand

Major Dhyan Chand

Swami Vivekananda

Felix Rohatyn

Sam Spiegel

Anand Bakshi

Victor Hugo

Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Official God)

Steve Jobs

Srinivasa Ramanujam

Lord Hanuman

Stanley Kubrick

Giotto

Voltaire

Diego Velazquez

Ernest Hemingway

Francis Ford Coppola

Michael Douglas

Kirk Douglas

Mario Lemieux

Kishore Kumar

James Stewart

Douglas Fairbanks

Confucius

Babe Ruth

Raj Kapoor

Titian aka Tiziano Vecelli

El Greco

Francisco de Goya

Jim Carrey

Mohammad Rafi

Steffi Graf

Pele

Gustave Courbet

Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi

Milos Forman

Steve Wozniak

Georgia O’ Keeffe

Mala Sinha

Aryabhatta

Magic Johnson

Patanjali

Leo Tolstoy

Tansen

Henry Fonda

Albrecht Durer

Benazir Bhutto

Cal Ripken Jr

Samuel Goldwyn

Mumtaz (actress)

Panini

Nicolaus Copernicus

Pablo Picasso

George Clooney

Olivia de Havilland

Prem Chand

Imran Khan

Pete Sampras

Ratan Tata

Meerabai (16th c. Krishna devotee)

Queen Elizabeth II

Pope John Paul II

James Cameron

Jack Ma

Warren Buffett

Romy Schneider

C. V. Raman

Aung San Suu Kyi

Benjamin Netanyahu

Frank Capra

Michael Schumacher

Steve Forbes

Paramhansa Yogananda

Tom Hanks

Kamal Amrohi

Hans Holbein

Shammi Kapoor

Gerardus Mercator

Edith Piaf

Bhagwan Shirdi Sai Baba (Official God)

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daughterofhecata · 6 months

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8 14 15 25 & 26? 💕

[book asks]

8. the best protagonist u have ever seen in a book and why?

Oh my. This is a hard question okay. Because almost every protagonist has their reason to be exactly the way they are, many of them are just perfect for the story they are in. A few that come to mind specifically are Meggie from the Inkworld books (because what's more relatable to the majority of readers than a book-obsessed girl?), Fetch from the Fetch Phillips novels (he tries so hard to do the right thing. SO HARD. And he usually ends up ruining things further. He has so much hope and he wants to help so much but he's fundamentally flawed it's killing him and it's just perfect for the story Luke is telling there) and Johannes Cabal for purely self-indulgent reasons because I do love a snarky asshole and those don't get to be protagonists way too often.

14. an overrated book?

Hmmm, there are some very mean remarks on the tip of my tongue, but those are very, very subjective and I mostly haven't even read the books in question xD but I think it's very fair to say Shades of Grey here.

15. an underrated book?

Swordspoint. SWORDSPOINT. Will I ever get tired yelling about this book? Doubtful! Beautiful prose, a fascinating world, and characters that claw their way straight into your heart, because there is so much complexity and humanity to them, including the ugly sides, and I love all of them so much. (And Privilege of the Sword just adds to that, and it also adds So Much Pain, sometimes I'm glad I read it before I got my hands on Swordspoint, because I couldn't grasp the fucking scope of the tragedy that is the Mad Duke back then.)

25. a book that had u bawling ur eyes out?

Austin Chant's Peter Darling. This is not a long book. I was fucking bawling my eyes out for roughly the last 100 pages, I cried like an hour straight while finishing this book.

26. ur fav quote from a book?

While cleaning out my room at my parents' place I recently came across tons of little note papers with quotes I copied from books. I have a dedicated document on my external hard drive with quotes. But I'm way too lazy to go look at either right now. So you're just getting one of the stupid pearls Kellerman sometimes drops in the middle of a wholly average-at-best book that I happen to know by heart (might be paraphrased a little. But not much.): "Milo lachte. Doch es war kein schönes Geräusch, sondern schneidend scharf wie ein Schuss." Idk, idk, I just love the atmosphere of sentences like that, also it characterizes both Milo and the investigations he and Alex get caught up in so well. (A related favourite is "Milo's lips curled, but the end product wasn't a smile.") Just. The juxtaposition of something usually cheerful with the "end product" that is everything but.

#thank you for the ask 💕#i'm not sure how well you coulx deal with the swordspoint world tho #because it pretends to be like faux-medieval and idk how much you'd want to yell at it xD #or maybe faux-frühe neuzeit ich kenn mich da ja auch nicht so aus 🙈😄#ask #crazy-walls

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internalintestines · 1 year

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things i read last month (february 2023)

poetry

my mother would be a falconress - robert duncan

kink - imani davis

words for the sri lanka tourist office - indran amirthanayagam

substitution - anne spencer

ice - gail mazur

when the dawn comes to the city - claude mckay

the lammegerier daughter - pascale petit

canopy - arlene keizer

regarding the rottgen piete - elle emerson

missed time - ha jin

february 11th 1990 - wanda coleman

the venus of milo - henrietta cordelia ray

there are no boring people in this world - yevgent yevtushenko

we have not long to love - tennessee williams

eating together - kim addonizio

i have just said - mary oliver

challenge - sterling a. brown

on a train - wendy cope

books

detransition, baby - torrey peters

closer baby closer - savannah brown (poetry collection)

university readings

‘literary criticism’ in lesbian and gay studies: an introduction, vincent quinn, 1987 (intro to queer studies)

‘the greyhound bus station in the evolution of lesbian popular culture’ in new lesbian criticism, angela weir and elizabeth wilson, 1992 (intro to queer studies)

extract from ‘beebo brinker’, ann bannon, (intro to queer studies)

‘modernism, post modernism and art education’, in art education vol 39, patricia clahassey, 1989 (modernism and after)

‘modernity and modernism’ chapter 2 from the condition of postmodernity, david harvey, 1990 (modernism and after)

‘the bauhaus and studio art education’ in art education vol 34, andrew phelan, 1981 (modernism and after)

‘johannes itten and the background of modern art education’ in art journal vol 27, henry p raleigh, 1968 (modernism and after)

substack

evil female: on sensitivitiy, sadness and noticing things

evil female: everyone is grotesque and no one is turned on

grace rother: warmth

evil female: personal style is dead and the algorithm killed it

maybe baby: #135 anti anti social social club

joshua citarella's newsletter: there is no alternative

joshua citarella's newsletter: tag yourself

grace rother: into march

patti smith: milan in three segments

evil female: the tragedy of work shakespear

articles

‘raw eggs, pink pills and embodied identity: online communities creates their own proof in a vaccum of truth’, joshua citarella, document journal, 2023

#what i read this month #february #2023 #read list #misc reads

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daimonclub · 2 months

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Thoughts about travelling

Meditations on travelling Thoughts about travelling Nothing can be compared to the new life that the discovery of another country provides for a thoughtful person. Although I am still the same I believe to have changed to the bones. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Italian Journey The traveler, however virginal and enthusiastic, does not enjoy an unbroken ecstasy. He has periods of gloom, periods when he asks himself the object of all these exertions, and puts the question whether or not he is really experiencing pleasure. At such times he suspects that he is not seeing the right things, that the characteristic, the right aspects of these strange scenes are escaping him. He looks forward dully to the days of his holiday yet to pass, and wonders how he will dispose of them. He is disgusted because his money is not more, his command of the language so slight, and his capacity for enjoyment so limited. Arnold Bennett This book is nothing more than a pilgrim's journey towards the sanctuary of stupidity, he is not in good company, which is why he listens to the advice of the wise men of the past and a bit of rebellious and melancholy music. The pitfalls are many, but he is not afraid, he is not a venerator, nor even a flatterer, on the contrary, he is a destroyer. Carl William Brown Tourism, a female phenomenon (or of unfeminined males): evasion, but above all digression and dispersion, spreading one's interests (rather than concentrating them) and therefore being reduced to having no real ones. A tactile-motor stimulus, capable of producing numbness or dizziness that continues even after the occasion has ceased. Another way, perhaps, of "alienating", of dispossessing oneself. Guido Morselli Behold then Septimus Dodge returning to Dodge-town victorious. Not crowned with laurel, it is true, but wreathed in lists of things he has seen and sucked dry. Seen and sucked dry, you know: Venus de Milo, the Rhine or the Coliseum: swallowed like so many clams, and left the shells. D. H. Lawrence He who is only a traveler learns things at second-hand and by the halves, and is poor authority. We are most interested when science reports what those men already know practically or instinctively, for that alone is a true humanity, or account of human experience. Henry David Thoreau

Thoughts about travelling Modern tourist guides have helped raised tourist expectations. And they have provided the natives - from Kaiser Wilhelm down to the villagers of Chichacestenango - with a detailed and itemized list of what is expected of them and when. These are the up-to-date scripts for actors on the tourists’ stage. Daniel J. Boorstin I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, and of the bitter effects of staying at home with all the narrow prejudices of an Islander, that I think there should be a law amongst us to set our young men abroad for a term among the few allies our wars have left us. Lord Byron Life, as the most ancient of all metaphors insists, is a journey; and the travel book, in its deceptive simulation of the journey’s fits and starts, rehearses life’s own fragmentation. More even than the novel, it embraces the contingency of things. Jonathan Raban The modern American tourist now fills his experience with pseudo-events. He has come to expect both more strangeness and more familiarity than the world naturally offers. He has come to believe that he can have a lifetime of adventure in two weeks and all the thrills of risking his life without any real risk at all. Daniel J. Boorstin It must be said of traveling that it arouses new ideas in those who already have many, but on the contrary it extinguishes the few in those who have few. It serves to awaken the notion of the infinite variety of life, with many living beings, many customs, many places, many sufferings, etc. etc. However, not in travel, but only in the solitude of meditation is it possible to discover the depth of life. Romano Amerio

Thoughts on travels Objective truth in politics has a rather labile value and incredibly blurred boundaries. Here's an example. In the great Russia of the pseudo-communist government, a party hierarch during a conference was praising the magnificent progress of a certain locality in the country, when suddenly a listener from the audience spoke up and stated in amazement: "Truly I have been in the places that you have described, but I don't seem to have noticed all this great progress!"; to which the official's prompt response was: "Dear comrade, you travel too much and at the same time read Pravda too little." Pravda, which in Russian means "truth", was obviously the official organ of the Russian Communist Party. Carl William Brown People commonly travel the world over to see rivers and mountains, new stars, garish birds, freak fish, grotesque breeds of human; they fall into an animal stupor that gapes at existence and they think they have seen something. Soren Kierkegaard The important thing about travel in foreign lands is that it breaks the speech habits and makes you blab less, and breaks the habitual space-feeling because of different village plans and different landscapes. It is less important that there are different mores, for you counteract these with your own reaction-formations. Paul Goodman The country of the tourist pamphlet always is another country, an embarrassing abstraction of the desirable that, thank God, does not exist on this planet, where there are always ants and bad smells and empty Coca-Cola bottles to keep the grubby finger-print of reality upon the beautiful. Nadine Gordimer Of journeying the benefits are many: the freshness it bringeth to the heart, the seeing and hearing of marvelous things, the delight of beholding new cities, the meeting of unknown friends, and the learning of high manners. Sadi Gulistan Some end up corrupting themselves through long journeys, losing what little religion they had left; from one day to the next they see a new cult, different customs, different ceremonies. They resemble those who enter shops, undecided about the choice of fabrics they want to buy; the large number of those that are shown to them leaves them even more indeterminate, each of them having its own attraction and its own convenience: they cannot resolve themselves, they leave without having bought anything. Jean de La Bruyère

Thoughts and reflections about travelling When you travel you experience the act of Rebirth in a much more concrete way. You find yourself faced with completely new situations, the day passes more slowly and, in most cases, you don't understand the language that others speak. This is exactly what happens to a baby just born from the mother's womb. Paulo Coelho I am not much an advocate for traveling, and I observe that men run away to other countries because they are not good in their own, and run back to their own because they pass for nothing in the new places. For the most part, only the light characters travel. Who are you that have no task to keep you at home? Ralph Waldo Emerson Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. Mark Twain You don't need to travel long distances to get answers or experience emotions. If we were authentic in our way of thinking, we would not need to travel a long way because it is a journey that follows the uncertain path of a dream that often leads to desolate areas. The true goal of life is to be able to be at peace with ourselves. Romano Battaglia Just as the human race, in blaming present things, praises past things, so the majority of travellers, while travelling, are lovers of their native sojourn, and prefer it with a kind of anger to those where they find themselves. Having returned to their native place, with the same anger they postpone it to all the other places where they have been. Giacomo Leopardi Nothing is beautiful and interesting if it does not attract tourists. Training the tourist, controlling the tourist, directing the tourist, is a secret and ruthless science. If Michelangelo, Caravaggio, Bernini, Borromini and all the great artists had known that the recipient of their works would be tourists, perhaps they would have given up. If the tourist disappeared, the world economy would stall. The tourist is sacred, new cults and new rites are celebrated for him. Fausto Gianfranceschi

The pleasure of travelling After the gods had visited our planet, seeing what it was like, they decided to leave as soon as possible, but in order not to have made the journey in vain, they decided that they could give us a gift, or rather, they decided that they could unload an uncomfortable burden for their Olympus, and so it was that they left us as a memory the most stupid and stubborn goddess, ignorance; now it's up to man to chase her back to Olympus; but the matter is not at all simple. Carl William Brown Traveling for profit is encouraged; travel for survival is condemned, much to the delight of traffickers of "illegal immigrants" and in spite of occasional and ephemeral waves of horror and indignation provoked by the sight of "economic emigrants" who ended up suffocated or drowned in the vain attempt to reach land capable of feed them. Zygmunt Bauman Travelers are divided into five degrees: those of the first and lowest degree are those who travel and who are seen traveling - they actually "are travelled" and are, so to speak, blind; the latter are the ones who really see the world; third parties have experiences as a result of seeing; the fourth ones relive the experiences they have had within themselves and take them away with them; finally there are some men of maximum strength who must ultimately also necessarily relive outside of themselves, in actions and works, everything they have seen - after experiencing it and experiencing it internally, as soon as they return home. Similar to these five categories of travelers all men generally go throughout the entire pilgrimage of life, the lowest as mere liabilities, the highest as those who act and die without any unused residue of intimate facts. Friedrich Nietzsche Our planet is nothing more than a spaceship groping in the cosmic void of the universe, and it is perhaps precisely for this reason that the most far-sighted are already thinking about the possibility that ultragalactic travel could one day allow us to abandon it without regrets. For the moment, however, the only agency that allows these non-return tours still remains the good old funeral home and the most advanced astronauts still remain, despite ourselves, the atavistic and friendly gravediggers. Carl William Brown It is said that Socrates, when someone complained that he had received no benefit from his travels, said to him: «It is natural that it should be so; you traveled in your own company." Oh, how much it would benefit some people if they could get away from themselves! In reality they are oppressed by themselves, they worry, they damage themselves, they are dismayed. What good is it to cross the seas and go from city to city? If you want to escape the evils that beset you, you must not go to another place; you must be another man. Lucius Anneus Seneca We take everything we are with us on the journey. We carry the home of our soul with us, as a turtle does with its shell. In truth, the journey through the countries of the world is a symbolic journey for man. Everywhere he goes it is his own soul that he is looking for. This is why man must be able to travel. Andrej Tarkovskij

Reflections about travelling Not so many years ago there was no simpler or more intelligible notion than that of going on a journey. Travel - movement through space - provided the universal metaphor for change. One of the subtle confusions - perhaps one of the secret terrors - of modern life is that we have lost this refuge. No longer do we move through space as we once did. Daniel J. Boorstin I have not often seen more natural acting than that of these masks. It is such acting as can only be sustained by a remarkably happy talent and long practice. While I am writing this, they are making a tremendous noise on the canal under my window, though it is past midnight. Whether for good or for evil, they are always doing something. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Good literature makes us travel everywhere, dreams and imagination become foresight and memory at the same time, the past becomes present, and the future past, and through the mythical arcana of thought we go away from these murky meanders, leaving the our beloved politicians on this earth to rot with those who have faith in them. Carl William Brown For the perfect idler, for the passionate observer it becomes an immense source of enjoyment to establish his dwelling in the throng, in the ebb and flow, the bustle, the fleeting and the infinite. To be away from home and yet to feel at home anywhere; to see the world, to be at the very center of the world, and yet to be unseen of the world, such are some of the minor pleasures of those independent, intense and impartial spirits, who do not lend themselves easily to linguistic definitions. The observer is a prince enjoying his incognito wherever he goes. Charles Baudelaire I have spent the day well just looking and looking. It is the same in art as in life. The deeper one penetrates, the broader grows the view. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe To be a tourist is to escape accountability. Errors and failings don't cling to you the way they do back home. You're able to drift across continents and languages, suspending the operation of sound thought. Tourism is the march of stupidity. You're expected to be stupid. The entire mechanism of the host country is geared to travelers acting stupidly. You walk around dazed, squinting into fold-out maps. You don't know how to talk to people, how to get anywhere, what the money means, what time it is, what to eat or how to eat it. Being stupid is the pattern, the level and the norm. You can exist on this level for weeks and months without reprimand or dire consequence. Together with thousands, you are granted immunities and broad freedoms. You are an army of fools, wearing bright polyesters, riding camels, taking pictures of each other, haggard, dysenteric, thirsty. There is nothing to think about but the next shapeless event. Don Delillo

The experience of travelling He that travels in theory has no inconveniences; he has shade and sunshine at his disposal, and wherever he alights finds tables of plenty and looks of gaiety. These ideas are indulged till the day of departure arrives, the chaise is called, and the progress of happiness begins. A few miles teach him the fallacies of imagination. The road is dusty, the air is sultry, the horses are sluggish. He longs for the time of dinner that he may eat and rest. The inn is crowded, his orders are neglected, and nothing remains but that he devour in haste what the cook has spoiled, and drive on in quest of better entertainment. He finds at night a more commodious house, but the best is always worse than he expected. Samuel Johnson A route differs from a road not only because it is solely intended for vehicles, but also because it is merely a line that connects one point with another. A route has no meaning in itself; its meaning derives entirely from the two points that it connects. A road is a tribute to space. Every stretch of road has meaning in itself and invites us to stop. A route is the triumphant devaluation of space, which thanks to it has been reduced to a mere obstacle to human movement and a waste of time. Milan Kundera When I was very young and the urge to be someplace was on me, I was assured by mature people that maturity would cure this itch. When years described me as mature, the remedy prescribed was middle age. In middle age I was assured that greater age would calm my fever and now that I am fifty-eight perhaps senility will do the job. Nothing has worked. In other words, I don't improve, in further words, once a bum always a bum. I fear the disease is incurable. John Steinbeck I feel lost in Berlin. It has no resemblance to the city I had supposed it was. There was once a Berlin which I would have known, from descriptions in books--the Berlin of the last century and the beginning of the present one: a dingy city in a marsh, with rough streets, muddy and lantern-lighted, dividing straight rows of ugly houses all alike, compacted into blocks as square and plain and uniform and monotonous and serious as so many dry-goods boxes. But that Berlin has disappeared. It seems to have disappeared totally, and left no sign. The bulk of the Berlin of today has about it no suggestion of a former period. The site it stands on has traditions and a history, but the city itself has no traditions and no history. It is a new city; the newest I have ever seen. Chicago would seem venerable beside it; for there are many old-looking districts in Chicago, but not many in Berlin. The main mass of the city looks as if it had been built last week, the rest of it has a just perceptibly graver tone, and looks as if it might be six or even eight months old. Mark Twain https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufOykYSswCk On the same topic you can also read: Read the full article

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indiejones · 6 months

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THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN THE ENTIRE KNOWN HISTORY/COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THIS WORLD! (@INDIES)

ie. THE 236 GREATEST PERSONALITIES IN WORLD HISTORY! (@INDIES)

Rajesh Khanna

Lionel Messi

Leonardo Da Vinci

Online Indie

Muhammad Ali

Joan of Arc

William Shakespeare

Vincent Van Gogh

J. K. Rowling

David Lean

Nadia Comaneci

Diego Maradona

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Meena Kumari

Julius Caesar

Harrison Ford

Ludwig Van Beethoven

William W. Cargill

Fritz Hoffmann-La Roche

Samuel Curtis Johnson

Sam Walton

John D. Rockefeller

Andrew Carnegie

Roy Thomson

Tim Berners-Lee

Marie Curie

James J. Hill

Cornelius Vanderbilt

Roman Polanski

Samuel Slater

J. P. Morgan

Cary Grant

Dmitri Mendeleev

John Harvard

Alain Delon

Ramakrishna Paramhansa (Official God)

The Lumiere Brothers, Auguste & Louis

Carl Friedrich Benz

Michelangelo

Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

Ramana Maharishi

Mark Twain

Swami Sri Yukteswar Giri

Bruce Lee

Bhagwan Krishna (Official God)

Charlemagne

Rene Descartes

John F. Kennedy

Bhagwan Ganesha (Official God)

Walt Disney

Albert Einstein

Nikola Tesla

Alfred Hitchcock

Pythagoras

William Randolph Hearst

Cosimo de’ Medici

Johann Sebastian Bach

Alec Guinness

Nostradamus

Christopher Plummer

Archimedes

Jackie Chan

Guru Dutt

Amma Karunamayi/ Mata Parvati (Official God)

Peter Sellers

Gerard Depardieu

Joseph Safra

Robert Morris

Sean Connery

Petr Kellner

Aristotle Onassis

Usain Bolt

Jack Welch

Alfredo di Stefano

Elizabeth Taylor

Michael Jordan

Paul Muni

Steven Spielberg

Louis Pasteur

Ingrid Bergman

Norma Shearer

Dr. B. R. Ambedkar

Ayn Rand

Jesus Christ (Official God)

Luciano Pavarotti

Alain Resnais

Frank Sinatra

Allah (Official God)

Richard Nixon

Charlie Chaplin

Thomas Alva Edison

Alexander Graham Bell

Wright Brothers

Arjun (of Bhagwan Krishna’s Gita)

Jim Simons

George Lucas

Swami Sri Lahiri Mahasaya

Carl Lewis

Brett Favre

Helen Keller

Bernard Mannes Baruch

Buddha (Official God)

Hugh Grant

K. L. Saigal

Roger Federer

Rash Behari Bose

Tiger Woods

William Blake

Jesse Owens

Claude Miller

Bernardo Bertolucci

Subhash Chandra Bose

Satyajit Ray

Hippocrates

Chiang Kai-Shek

John Logie Baird

Geeta Dutt

Raphael (painter)

Bhagwan Shiva (Official God)

Radha (Ancient Krishna devotee)

George Orwell

Jorge Paulo Lemann

Catherine Deneuve

Pierre-Auguste Renoir

Bill Gates

Bhagwan Ram (Official God)

Michael Phelps

Michael Faraday

Audrey Hepburn

Dalai Lama

Grace Kelly

Mikhail Gorbachev

Vladimir Putin

Galileo Galilei

Gary Cooper

Roger Moore

John Huston

Blaise Pascal

Humphrey Bogart

Rudyard Kipling

Samuel Morse

Wayne Gretzky

Yogi Berra

Barry Levinson

Patrice Chereau (director)

Jerry Lewis

Louis Daguerre

James Watt

Henri Rousseau

Nikita Krushchev

Jack Dorsey

Dev Anand

Elia Kazan

Alexander Fleming

David Selznick

Frank Marshall

Viswanathan Anand

Major Dhyan Chand

Swami Vivekananda

Felix Rohatyn

Sam Spiegel

Anand Bakshi

Victor Hugo

Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba (Official God)

Steve Jobs

Srinivasa Ramanujam

Lord Hanuman

Stanley Kubrick

Giotto

Voltaire

Diego Velazquez

Ernest Hemingway

Francis Ford Coppola

Michael Douglas

Kirk Douglas

Mario Lemieux

Kishore Kumar

James Stewart

Douglas Fairbanks

Confucius

Babe Ruth

Raj Kapoor

Titian aka Tiziano Vecelli

El Greco

Francisco de Goya

Jim Carrey

Mohammad Rafi

Steffi Graf

Pele

Gustave Courbet

Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi

Milos Forman

Steve Wozniak

Georgia O’ Keeffe

Mala Sinha

Aryabhatta

Magic Johnson

Patanjali

Leo Tolstoy

Tansen

Henry Fonda

Albrecht Durer

Benazir Bhutto

Cal Ripken Jr

Samuel Goldwyn

Mumtaz (actress)

Panini

Nicolaus Copernicus

Pablo Picasso

George Clooney

Olivia de Havilland

Prem Chand

Imran Khan

Pete Sampras

Ratan Tata

Meerabai (16th c. Krishna devotee)

Queen Elizabeth II

Pope John Paul II

James Cameron

Jack Ma

Warren Buffett

Romy Schneider

C. V. Raman

Aung San Suu Kyi

Benjamin Netanyahu

Frank Capra

Michael Schumacher

Steve Forbes

Paramhansa Yogananda

Tom Hanks

Kamal Amrohi

Hans Holbein

Shammi Kapoor

Gerardus Mercator

Edith Piaf

Bhagwan Shirdi Sai Baba (Official God) .

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This Talk is about South African Tattoo History

Asked about our history by our constant support and benefactor, Johann at “Tattooinc” www.tattooinc.co.za This is a brief history of what I have learnt, heard about and experienced. Obviously I don’t know it all, anyone wanting to contribute to perhaps doing a more in depth episode, can mail me the info [email protected] Some people have been omitted by time constraints and my short memory, for that my humble apologies.

https://dopetattoo.com/2022/08/28/this-talk-is-about-south-african-tattoo-history/

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johan in prague: i’m going to project so much into these children you might as well call them whiteboards.

#txt #milos: do you think my mom will come back to get me one day? :) . johan: 👁️ 👁️ oh little one :))))))) *drops him by the red district*#JOHANN?!??!?! WHAT HAPPENED THERE

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Masculine Names

Aaron Abdul Abe Abel Abraham Abram Ace Achilles Adair Adam Adonis Adrian Adriel Ahmed Ajax Ajay Aiden Alan Albert Alejandro Alex Alexander Alfonso Alfred Alistair Alister Allen Alonzo Amadeo Amadeus Amani Amari Ambrose Amir Anders Anderson Andre Andreas Andrew Andy Angel Angelo Angus Ansel Anson Anthony Antonio Apollo Aries Archer Archie Aristotle Arlo Arnaldo Arnold Arsenio Arthur Arturo Arwin Asa Asher Aslan Atlas Atticus Aubrey August Augustin Augustine Augustus Aurelio Aurelius Austin Axel Aziz

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Cade Caden Cain Cairo Caius Calder Caleb Callum Calvin Cam Cameron Camillo Campbell Carl Carlisle Carlito Carlo Carlos Carlton Carmine Carson Carter Casper Caspian Cassian Cassias Cato Cecil Cedar Cedric Cesar Chad Chadwick Chance Charles Charlton Chase Chauncey Chester Chidi Chip Christoff Christoph Christopher Christian Chuck Cian Cillian Clarence Clark Claud Clay Clayton Cliff Clifford Clint Clinton Clyde Coby Cody Colby Cole Collin Colt Colton Conan Connor Conrad Constantine Cooper Copper Corbin Cornelius Cory Cosmo Cosmos Costas Craig Crispin Cruz Curt Curtis Cyrus

Dale Dallas Dalton Damien Damon Dan Dane Daniel Dante Darius Darrel Darren Dash Dashiell Davey David Dawson Dax Daxton Deacon Dean DeAndre Declan Demetrius Denali Dennis Denny Denzel Derek Derrick Des Desmond Dewey Dex Dexter Diego Diesel Dion Dirk Dixon Dmitri Dominic Donatello Donovan Dorian Doug Douglas Draco Drew Duke Duncan Dustin Dusty Dwayne Dwight Dylan Dyson

Earl Easton Edgar Edmund Eduardo Edward Edwin Egon Eli Elijah Elias Elliott Ellis Elroy Elton Emanuel Emeric Emerson Emery Emil Emiliano Emmett Emrys Enrique Enzo Eric Ernest Ernesto Ernie Esteban Ethan Eugene Eustace Euvan Evan Evander Everett Ezekiel Ezra

Fabian Fabio Falcon Faustus Felix Ferdinand Fergus Ferguson Fernando Fidel Fido Finbar Findlay Finn Finnley Fionn Fisher Fitz Fletcher Flint Florence Florian Ford Forrest Fort Foster Fowler Fox Francesco Francis Francisco Franco Frank Frankie Franklin Fred Freddy Fredrick Frederico

Gabe Gabriel Gael Gage Gale Galen Garfield Garrett Gaston Gatsby Gavin Geoffrey Geordie George Gerald Gerard Gideon Gil Gilbert Gilberto Giovanni Glenn Gordon Gordy Grady Graham Grant Gray Grayson Gregg Gregory Grey Griffin Griffith Grover Gunner Gunther Gus Gustavo Guy

Hades Hal Hamilton Hank Hans Harley Harrison Harry Hawk Hayden Hayes Heath Hector Henrik Hendrix Henry Herb Herbert Herbie Hercules Hermes Hershel Hiram Holden Howard Howie Hudson Hugo Humphrey Hunter Hux Huxley

Ian Igor Iker Irvin Isaac Isaiah Ivan

Jace Jack Jackson Jacob Jaques Jaden Jake Jalen Jamal James Jameson Jared Jason Jax Jay Jed Jedidiah Jefferson Jeffrey Jeremiah Jeremy Jerome Jerry Jesus Jethro Jett Jim Jimmy Joe Joel Johan Johannes John Johnny Jonah Jonas Jonathan Jones Jordan Jose Joseph Joshua Josiah Juan Juanito Judah Judas Judd Jude Jules Julian Julien Julio Julius Junior Jupiter Jurgen Justice Justin Justus

Kaden Kai Kaiser Kale Kaleb Kane Keane Keanu Keaton Keegan Keenan Keith Kellen Kenan Kendrick Kenneth Kenzo Keoni Kevin Khalid Kian Kieran Kiernan Kingsley Kingston Killian Kip Kwan Kyle

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Maddox Maksim Malachi Malachy Malakai Malcolm Malik Manfred Manny Marcel Marcello Marcellus Marcio Marcius Marco Marcos Marcus Marian Marino Mario Marius Mark Marlin Marlon Marmaduke Marques Mars Marshall Martin Marty Marvel Marvin Massimo Mason Matt Matteo Matthew Maurice Maverick Max Maximilian Maximus Maxwell Melvin Mercury Meredith Merritt Micah Michael Miguel Miles Milo Mitchell Moe Monte Montgomery Murdoch Murphy Murray Murtagh Murtaugh Myles

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Qadir Quincy Quinn Quinton

Raiden Ralph Ramone Ramses Randall Randolph Randy Raphael Ravi Ray Raymond Red Reece Reggie Reginald Regis Reid Remington Reuben Rex Reynald Reynaldo Reynard Rhett Rhys Ricardo Richard Richie Richmond Rick Ricky Rico Ridge Riley Rio Riordan River Robert Roberto Robbie Rocco Rocky Rodney Rodrigo Roger Ricky Riley Rod Rodrick Roger Roland Roman Romeo Ross Rowan Rudy Rufus Russell Ryder Ryker Rylan Ryland

Salem Salvador Salvator Sam Samir Sampson Samson Samuel Sander Sandford Sanjay Santiago Saul Sawyer Scott Sean Sebastian Septimus Serge Sergio Seth Seus Seymour Shane Shawn Shayne Sheldon Shepherd Sherlock Sherman Shin Sidney Sigmund Silas Silver Silvester Simon Sinclair Sinjin Sirius Slade Slate Sol Solomon Sonny Sparrow Spartacus Spencer Spike Soren Stan Stanford Stanley Steele Stephen Steven Stevie Stone Sven Summit Sullivan Sully Sylvester

Tad Tag Talon Tanner Tate Ted Teddy Teo Teodor Teodoro Terence Terrell Terry Tex Thad Thaddeus Thane Thatcher Theo Theoden Theodore Thomas Thor Thorn Tiberius Tiger Tito Titus Timothy Titus Tobias Toby Tommy Tony Topher Trace Travis Trent Trenton Trev Trevor Trey Tristan Troy Truman Tucker Tudor Tullio Tullius Tully Tycho Tyler Tyrell Tyrese Tyrone Tyson

Uberto Ulric Ulrich Ulysses Uriah Urban Urijah Uriel

Van Vance Vaugn Victor Vince Vincenco Vincent Vinny Virgil Vlad Vladimir

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Chapter 1: We are the uncool kids

Summary:

Felix would have liked to study in the city, where he had lived all his life, not because he did not like Valparaíso or because he did not like his uncle, he simply did not like the idea of being so far from home for three years. He was mortified by the idea of new companions, but there was no specialized magic academy in the capital and Delta was the one that his mother trusted the most, so he couldn't complain too much, he didn't have many options.

Notes: This is “Lilly of the valley” but I decided to change the name. Still, I’m not convinced with this either so I might also change it Suggestiones are accepted.

This is a story I have been planing for the longest time (almost two years) and finally I had the courage to start writing it and most importantly posting it.

I really appreciate if you’ll could give this story a chance and support it.

Also, if you want to be in the tag-list just comment it :}

So anyways, I hope you'll enjoy it :)

Felix stared bored out of the train window. He watched the trees go by quickly and leaving behind several high hills. He sank into the chair and kept looking out. He glanced at his mother, who returned an expressive and comforting look.

Felix was going to Valparaíso along with his mother to study advanced magic with Johannes Delta, a recognized magician, not only for his great experience in spagyrics but also for being the son of the best alchemist in history.

The only good thing is that he could still return home on the weekends and even be able to visit his father like he always did. A few days ago he had received a letter from his father, he said that he was going to visit him very soon for his birthday, and even that time he could stay longer.

He watched as the speed slowed down as things stopped going so fast next to the train and he saw the station approaching. When the train finally stopped pulling him out of his thoughts, he got up from his seat, took his things and looked through the window one last time. He walked around the train car and lined up behind everyone waiting to get off.

He descended the steps of the train and walked down the platform. When he left the station, he observed the town in the distance: Valparaíso, a rather small coastal town, with picturesque buildings made mainly of wood and all following the same common facade with slight variations in exterior colors and designs. Its streets were made of stone, several tall lanterns descended along the roads, and the sky was bright and clear blue and there were few clouds in it. Valparaíso was just as Felix remembered it.

They walked freely and calmly through the stone streets where no cars passed.

The walk was a bit long, about twenty minutes, and finally, they spotted her in the distance.

"It’s that one," his mother said to Felix. She pointed forward.

Delta's academy was a simple two-story brick house with a red tile roof with a huge front yard full of shrub flowers.

Delta was practically already waiting for them from the wooden porch, sitting in a lawn chair while he read a book. As soon as he saw them he got up from his seat and went to the metal fence to let them pass.

-It is an honor for me that you are here and to be able to receive you as a valuable student - Delta said making a small bow.

-Leave the formalities aside Delta - Felix's mother said laughing slightly - We are family -

- You could be my family but Felix is my student and I cannot leave aside formalities - Delta said with a smile and exaggerated hand movements.

As his mother talked to Delta, Felix just stood there not knowing what to do. He knew his uncle's home / academy but he didn't want to go in uninvited either.

Felix just watched the garden and all the plants that Delta grew. He didn't recognize most of them, they were probably for making potions and medicines, something Delta specialized in.

Shortly after, a black car pulled up in front of the gate, drawing everyone's attention. A dark-haired man in a smart suit got out and went to the trunk. A raven-haired boy came out of the passenger seat in a bad mood. He also went to the trunk and helped his father.

-That must be Marshall-Commented Delta as she approached to receive his new student.

Marshall was a boy with a robust build, his long hair was all over his face and he had an unfriendly face. He wore a thick cloth coat, even though it was not a cold day.

Marshall lumbered over with his large leather suitcase and a violin case.

-Mr. Evans-Delta greeted Marshall's father by firmly shaking his hand. -It is an honor for me that your son here with us-

Felix couldn't make out what Mr. Evans said, but he didn't really care. He just watched as Marshall showed disinterest in the conversation.

-I think it is time for me to return. - His mother drew his attention - Remember, be good, make friends and learn many things-she looked at him with teary eyes -See you on Friday-

They both hugged, it was a long and warm hug. When they separated her mother saw him in the eyes, she brushed a little hair from her face and smiled.

-Is something wrong? - Felix asked.

His mother laughed.

-Nothing ... It's just that you remind me a lot of your father. You're just like him-his mother whispered.

Her mother gave him one last kiss on the forehead before walking over to the fence to leave.

Felix watched his mother walk away from her as she said goodbye to him.

He sighed heavily, he would certainly miss her. Maybe there were times where she didn't see her until late at night when she left work but that didn't matter to him, she was always there for him, to remind him of how loved she was.

-Are you guys ready? - Delta said once their relatives were out of sight.

Delta accompanied them inside the house.

The interior of the house was rustic, with a strong smell of wood and flowers. The living room had a fireplace with an armchair and a small coffee table. Felix could see that there were several portraits next to the fireplace. Felix guessed his former students.

Delta guided them to the second floor. Where each one was shown their respective room.

The room was large, enough for two people, with white walls. There was only a bunk bed, a bookcase, a desk and a wardrobe. It was quite bland but luckily Delta had previously told him that he could decorate it during his stay there, which was a relief, he didn't know if he could last three years looking at the same boring walls. He even considered bringing his green bedspreads from his house.

Felix placed the suitcase on the bottom bunk (though she will probably keep the top one) and began to pull things out of it. At the moment he would only take care of her books and the stuff he needed to study, then he would put his clothes away.

He arranged her books and notebooks on the shelf in no particular order. He also made room for his future partner, he didn't want to be inconsiderate, much less start a fight on the first day.

Just when he finished putting away her books Delta called to them from downstairs.

-Felix! Marshall! Come! - Delta yelled.

Both boys left her room at the same time to go down to the living room.

Delta was with two guys who still carried suitcases. One of them was small, almost the same height as Felix, with straight, short dark brown hair. His face was dotted with countless freckles.

The other was tall and thin; He appeared to be one of the southern healers (or at least his parents) because of his light hair and light brown skin and cold gray eyes.

-This is Lucas- Delta pointed to the taller boy - And this is Milo-

Milo waved to them while Lucas just stared at them without saying anything.

Delta and the boys went up to the second floor of the house

-Milo, you share a room with Felix - Delta reported - And you Lucas with Marshall -

-Why don't you unpack your things and go down to eat in a while? - Delta said before leaving them alone.

All the boys entered the rooms that were assigned to them

Back in the room, Felix quickly climbed onto the bed above the bunk. Milo just looked at him strangely.

-Sorry - Felix said with a small smile - But I’ll sleep in the top bed.

Milo just stared without saying anything and started pulling things out of his suitcase.

The room was flooded in a deep silence, where only Milo could be heard moving his books and other things.

"Should I say something?" Felix thought "We will share a room for three years, I should ask him something"

-And… What kind of magic do you have? - Felix asked. Yes, it was a generic question but it was the first thing that came to mind.

-Pyromancy. Nothing special - Milo answered sadly - And you?

-Alchemy -

-Alchemy!? - Milo exclaimed and turned to see Felix - Where did you get it?

Felix knew his magic was… unique but he didn't expect that kind of reaction.

-I inherited it from my father-he answered without giving it much importance.

-That 's great! Imagine the great things you will do one day! You could even be like Augusto Delta! -

-Yes, I know-He sighed heavily at the mention of his grandfather-It's what Delta usually tells me "One day you'll be as big as your grandfather was" - said Felix in a mocking tone - But I don't know if I want to be. My father was "destined" to be the greatest alchemist in history and never followed in his father's footsteps-

Milo looked at him pityingly.

"Probably because he knows I'll be another wasted talent," Felix thought bitterly.

-So ... what do you want to be? - Questioned Milo.

-I don't know, Felix said while he shrugged. I haven't thought about it. How about you? -

-I don't know either. I just know that I'm not going to be like my father-he said as he laughed underneath.

"Sure" Felix thought "I won't be like my father either"

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-Guys, the food's ready! - Delta yelled from the first floor.

The four of them ran down the stairs.

The table was already set, with the cutlery, plates and glasses.

Delta told them that the food was in the kitchen and that they served as much as they wanted, that there was no problem.

The meal was a traditional Valparaíso dish, vegetable and fish broth, popularly known as "golden broth" for the type of fish used in its preparation.

The meal passed in a long awkward silence interrupted by the occasional question from Delta. The questions were as generic as possible “What do you like to do? Do you have a favorite subject? Do you have siblings? "

Delta just wanted to get to know them better but they all answered in a monotonous way. Everyone except Milo.

Milo did answer all the questions excitedly enough and told a couple of stories about him. Occasionally she would tell an anecdote about him with his older brother, such as the time they accidentally stained a dress of his aunt and were at 12 at night trying to wash it without her noticing. Or when they tried to rob their school cafeteria and ended up accidentally breaking a door. According to Milo they were never caught because of the door, but Felix was almost certain that, at least, they were suspended for a couple of days.

He also talked about the fire duels, he listened to them on the radio whenever he could, since he did not have television in his house. He showed his energy and his great passion for this sport.

-You should see them! - Milo exclaimed as he tapped the table - They're the best thing in the world. Someday I want to go see them live and feel the fire on my face - He said making exaggerated gestures with his hands.

-I don't think you want to feel the fire on your face - Marshall pointed out amused - The only thing you'll get is to get burned.

-What if they burn me!? - Said Milo while he raised his hands in the air -I will have a scar like the true pyromancer masters - He said while giving small blows to his chest.

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Felix couldn't sleep well that night. It was common when he was not in his house or in an "unfamiliar" environment. Part of him wanted to go down to the kitchen for some hot milk, that always helped, but he didn't want to wake Milo. So he just stared at the ceiling thinking about irrelevant things.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, he just woke up to Milo's loud alarm.

-What time is it? - Felix asked hoarsely.

-It's seven in the morning- Milo said energetically as if he had been awake for hours.

Felix lay back on the bed and rubbed his eyes a bit.

-Don't we start classes until 9? -

-Yes, but it is important to start the day early - Milo said happily.

Felix didn't care much about it and tried to go back to sleep. The downside is that he would have to put up with that for the next three years. He made a mental note to speak with Milo to come to an agreement later.

Unfortunately for him, he couldn't get back to sleep. After half an hour he resigned himself and decided to get up.

He went to the wardrobe to decide what to wear. He had to wear something that will leave a good impression on his new classmates. He thought about wearing his traditional magician's robe, but he preferred to reject that idea, it seemed a bit exaggerated to him besides that they were a bit too large and he was not going to make a fool of himself on his first day.

In the end he opted for a green wool sweater and his usual black pants. He headed to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before going downstairs.

He looked at himself in the mirror and looked closely at his reflection. He saw all the little spots she had on his face, his messy golden hair and what stood out the most about him: his red eyes. Neither of the boys had mentioned anything about it but he couldn't get too many illusions, he had only shared a meal with them.

Felix finally went down to the first floor. The air was filled with a sweet aroma like that of a bakery, making Felix's stomach growl slightly. To his surprise, not only was Milo in the kitchen, there was also Lucas, who was making breakfast.

-Good morning Felix-Lucas said when he saw him with a big smile-In a few minutes breakfast will be out.

Felix walked over so he was cooking. They were pancakes, neatly stacked on a china plate. They were all fluffy a light honey color, they certainly looked delicious.

-Did you make everyone breakfast? It was not necessary -

Lucas nodded and went back to what he was doing on the stove.

-There is no problem. I like to do it. It is also a bit out of habit, in my house I always cooked for my brothers and my father -

The three boys fell silent. Milo and Felix set the table to feel that they were not leaving all the work to Lucas.

Soon after, Delta came down wearing an elegant gray wizard's robe.

-Boys! - Delta exclaimed when she saw them - What are you doing up so early?

-Making breakfast-Lucas replied as he carried the stack of pancakes to the dining room.

Delta brought a tray of chopped fruit and a jug of watermelon juice.

They all sat down and began to enjoy breakfast.

Lucas's pancakes were the best thing Felix had ever tasted in his life. They were sweet and fluffy, and perfectly golden.

Everyone ate quietly but it seemed that Lucas was in a hurry.

-Excuse me for a moment-Lucas said when he finished his breakfast and got up quickly from the table.

Milo and Felix looked at each other but didn't question him.

Minutes later, when they were already putting the table together, Lucas came down with little jumps.

Behind him came Marshall, still in his pajamas and practically asleep.

-Marshall, you should get up earlier - Delta scolded - This way you won't have time to eat breakfast and get ready -

Marshall completely ignored him. He went into the kitchen to grab an apple and went back up to the second floor.

Delta snorted annoyed.

-You guys go out, I'm going for some things -

Felix went up to his room quickly to grab his notebooks and went out to the patio with the others.

The backyard was quite spacious, almost the same area as the house, and like the front yard, it was full of flowers and shrubs.

The area where they will take class was already prepared; it was a wooden table with eight chairs and a small blackboard in front of it under the shade of a tree with small yellow flowers.

The boys sat down and Felix took a moment to appreciate the beauty of Delta's garden. As the rays of the sun filtered through the branches of the tree that moved slightly in the light spring breeze. The entire Delta garden was slightly herbal from the large number of plants it grew.

Delta with an oak stick with a crystal sphere at the end in one hand and books in the other arm, and Marshall behind him.

He placed the books on the table and his staff on it. While Marshall sat next to Lucas.

-Alright guys, let's get started- He said with a big smile on his face. - You were selected for your magical abilities. I will help you find your greatest potential with your magic and use it wisely. I know that one day you will achieve great things -

"First, I will give you your schedule with all your subjects that we will have this course"

He opened his notebook, took out some sheets, and handed them to his students. It was a table with all the subjects and their schedules.

-Magic is something that is found within all living beings on this planet, but only some have the ability to manifest this magic. To manifest magic you need a wand, your most important tool as a magician. It is your way to transmit the magic that you carry within. It is also your weapon and your shield, with it you can defend themselves from any danger. So it is important that you always carry it with you -

-And why don't you have a wand? -Lucas asked innocently.

-Because this staff is my wand. These staffs have the same properties as a normal wand, but these gems - He said as he pointed at them. On the staff were seven small gems embedded, all of different colors. - help to focus my power and make stronger spells -

-CAN WE SEE IT IN ACTION !? - Milo exclaimed

-No. There is no need to do that. - Milo grumbled - But maybe one day I will.

The class passed normally. Practicing spells and taking notes. They mainly "refreshed" their memory of spells and basic concepts. In addition to explaining what their course would be like. During the first weeks they would study all the bases of magic and then travel around the country and study with specialized teachers in each of their branches.

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-Can you believe it? -Milo exclaimed once the class finished -We will travel to The Serenity! I will learn to be a true pyromancer! - He spoke as he punched the air pretending to create fire.

Felix chuckled a little at Milo's excitement.

-Wow! -

-What? -

-You have fangs like a vampire! - Milo almost yelled in delight.

Felix quickly covered his mouth with one hand.

-Is not true! -

-Of course. - Milo reproached - I just saw them -

"No. No. No, ”Felix thought as he looked away from him. It was too early for them to notice. He remembered all the times he was teased about it at his school. He believed that in this place it would be different. He didn't want to change schools again.

-But I think they are great - Milo said with a shy smilw - They make you look more threatening and more ... unique ... You know? Besides that you have a nice smile.

Felix was puzzled. That was the first time someone hadn't insulted him because of his fangs. Maybe this was the right place.

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kabudelz · 7 years

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Art in the Park

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forgcdstrength · 3 years

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Tess Stone

STONE: Space Stone (Tesseract)

FC: Alexis Bledel

GUARDS: Steve Rogers and Loki Odinson

POWER: teleportation

ORIENTATION: we’re talking about a timeless entity; they literally couldn’t care less. If they’re into you, they’re into you

MAIN VERSE: canon-divergent; post-Avengers: Infinity War

INFO:

Honorary oldest sextuplet. Started this crap – or at least feels responsible for it all – but is also very tired of it all. Must protect Steve because she feels he doesn’t know how to do it himself. Didn’t mean to fall in love with the idiot, but here she is. Also helps Milo corral Loki because a) her brother takes on too much, and b) some people – like a god of mischief – can validify having two protectors. Charts the stars to relax.

VERSES:

PRE-CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER:

No one wanted to admit that they’re spoiled, but these days, Tess found it easier to say as she looked back on her life. As she looked back, she saw that she had been able to spend long stretches of her life in the same place, generally comfortable and truly at home, and that wasn’t a luxury afforded to most of her siblings.

From the beginning of time, Tess lived on Asgard, the Realm Eternal. It was easier, after all, to be connected to people with longer lifespans. On Asgard, if they were good people, she wouldn’t lose them as soon, and if they were evil… It was still Asgard, and a warrior culture, and the evil would be vanquished, and Tess could move on with her life. Up until second century AD, she lived in her human form as a respected member of society.

But Asgard was a warrior culture, and there were downsides to that, and the time came when the enemies of Asgard came for her. Borr, the current king, sent her away, to Norway in Midgard, with her current protectorate. One of their enemies followed, though, and killed the warrior to whom Tess was bound. In turn, she banished the murderer and, with those who protected the temple where they’d landed, Tess saw to it that her friend was given a resting place befitting his status. Struggling with guilt and a sense of failure, she found herself bound to the Midgardians of the Norwegian temple. Her guilt abated with time. She spent the next nine hundred years living as a Midgardian in the temple, exploring the country and protecting the people of the surrounding towns, but never letting anyone outside of the temple know how powerful she really was.

CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER:

But then came WWII, and Johann Schmidt, and the longest and most difficult years of Tess’s life. As the town she’d come to love was destroyed, those in the temple urged her into hiding. Helpless against their wishes, she used her powers to get inside the casket of the Asgardian warrior and, as a stone, waited for them to leave.

But when they did leave, it was only once the town and temple, and her friends, were destroyed – once she was in the hands of a madman. She never dared change into her human form while under Schmidt’s control. He had reeked enough havoc with her powers without discovering her shapeshifting and trying to delve deeper into all he could do with her. So she sat in her stone form for years, waiting for someone to come along that she could connect herself to in place of Schmidt.

Steve Rogers was the one who came, and Tess happily – and literally – tossed Schmidt into space in favor of Captain America. She sent Schmidt to her brother, Solomon’s, last known location, knowing that Solomon’s presence – and unavailability – would drive Schmidt even more mad, while she hoped that Schmidt’s presence would drive Solomon out of his self-imposed exile. She had no way of knowing how that went for decades, though, because she crashed into the Arctic alongside Captain Rogers first.

AVENGERS:

For decades she waited, content to remain near the captain in her stone state. Until SHIELD found her and brought her back out of the ocean to study her. Still nothing happened… until she began to feel restless, began to feel a pull on her power, a pull towards connecting to another being. But she wanted to keep her connection to Steve, so she begrudgingly opened herself to a second connection, soothed only by the fact that she felt her brother, Milo, nearby. Loki Odinson. Then Loki came, using her powers to open a portal from a deep corner of space to Midgard. Then New York was destroyed, and with it, so many Midgardian lives.

She blamed herself. After all, she could’ve fought Loki harder, could’ve held out longer against letting Loki onto Midgard. She had literally opened the gates for this to happen.

At the end of the day, Thor took her, and Loki, and returned them both to Asgard. She was back on her first home realm, and her connection to Loki, tenuous though it was, helped soothe the ache of being so far removed from Steve. It felt like a reward that she had done less than nothing to deserve. Yet Asgard was a much-changed place from the days of Borr and the Valkyrie. Borr’s son, Odin, struck a deal with her – the kindest thing she could hope for; she could live as an Asgardian among his people, but if ever trouble approached Asgard, she was to turn herself over to the guards of the weapons’ vault, transform into the stone, and stay there until the trouble passed. She took the deal without a second thought.

POST-THOR: THE DARK WORLD:

A few more years passed, and practically out of the blue, Odin summoned her to his throne room. Only… it was not Odin. The man on the throne looked like Odin, but Tess knew when she was near Loki. He quizzed her, innocently, it seemed, ultimately to see if she knew who he was, and she, inwardly baffled, led him on. Until she knew what was happening, she would do her best to go along with whatever Loki appeared to want. She was a teleporter, not a mind-reader, but she tried to figure out the answers he wanted, and she must’ve done a good enough job of it, because he dismissed her from the throne room without incident.

Unsure what else she could do without raising the new king’s suspicions, Tess went back to her life as normal.

THOR: RAGNAROK:

Much as the destruction wrought by Hela worried her, she even kept to the deal she’d made with Odin, and when Ragnarok came, she went into hiding in the weapons’ vault. Until Ragnarok was almost over, when Loki took her aboard Asgard’s get-away ship.

AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR:

Their safety lasted all of an hour and felt exactly like jumping from the frying pan into the fire. The Titan came, already bearing Tess’s sister, Olivia, in a gauntlet. He killed half of what remained of Asgard and took Tess away from Loki. By all appearances, Thanos even killed Loki, but Tess knew the trickster and his illusions, and she could still feel the connection between them even as Thanos took her further away from the Jotun. But the destruction of the Asgardians’ ship was just the beginning of her horrific time with Thanos. One by one, he rounded up the rest of her siblings, leaving a clear path of destruction in his wake – but the Stones worked just as hard amongst themselves. They came up with a plan, with tricks and illusions of their own… and in the end, they won. They tricked Thanos, and trapped him, and put the universe back to rights.

POST-AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR:

When the terror was over, and the proverbial sea was relatively calmed, Tess revealed her human form to Steve, and decided to follow him – on the run, onto the next adventure, she couldn’t say she minded either way. She’d been near Loki long enough that she trusted him to be able to take care of himself. Besides, Milo was still watching over him, and in a pinch they could both sweep in to help him out if needed. He would be fine, and she could go with Steve, and so she did, come what may.

AUs:

BOLDLY GO: (Star Trek) a geologist at the rank of lieutenant

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#muses #(bio; tess stone) the space stone

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snippet: caleb goes to some AUs thanks to dunamancy

“The first timeline,” Caleb paused, setting his teacup onto the table. “Did I ever tell you about Mollymauk?”

“The name doesn’t sound familiar, no.”

“Mollymauk was one of us. A member of the Mighty Nein, back when we first got together. A purple tiefling with strange blood powers. He died, protecting us. Protecting me, Nott, and Beau, actually. About six months ago.”

“I’m sorry for your loss.” Essek said sympathetically. “I’m guessing in this altered timeline, he wasn’t dead then?”

“No, Beau was instead. In that timeline, she had sacrificed herself so that Molly, Nott, and I could get away, like Molly had in--in this timeline,” Caleb looked back down at the table, tracing arcane circles with his finger in the wood. “I...I wasn’t super close with Mollymauk. He was my friend, but I was--I am a lot closer with Beauregard. But in that timeline, we--Molly and I got closer because of our grief. He blamed himself for Beau’s death--thought he should have been faster, should’ve used his blood maledict even though it would have killed him--and I--I just missed her, I guess. Molly and I became lovers, sort of by accident, I--I told him things I never told anyone. and now I have a head full of memories of being in love with Molly, and it’s not real. I’ve got to mourn Molly all over again now. And now when I think of him, I don’t think of my bright friend from the circus--I think of the man who made me smile even when everything seemed so goddamn shitty.” Caleb sniffed, wiping his nose on his sleeve. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to cry.”

“It’s okay. It--it happens. Was that the only change in that timeline?”

“Oh, gods no.” Caleb laughed, even through his tears. “No, we never met Caduceus in that timeline. Instead, we met his sister, Clarabelle, and she traveled with us instead. She’s a--a firecracker, that one. I know now why he named the moorbounder after her.”

“How long did you stay in that timeline?”

“Until right before we lost Yasha. I couldn’t--I did not want to see what Molly would do, losing his best friend like that. So I left, like a coward, and let the other Caleb have his life back.”

“And the second timeline?”

“I was home. In Blumenthel, where I grew up. I had a wife, two children, three cats, because my youngest found kittens in the neighbor’s barn and we weren’t about to get rid of any of them. Drove Astrid crazy because there was cat hair everywhere. Um. Astrid was my wife.”

“I assumed.”

“I grew up with her. I--I haven’t seen her in twelve years, but a few hours ago we had been married for ten. Time travel is maddening.”

“There’s a reason we don’t recommend it for newcomers.”

“I can see why. Um. We had two sons, two boys. Johann was the oldest boy--just like his mother--her dark eyes and hair, same scowl. But uh, my height, I think, and my nose. And he was so serious, boy never smiled, not even when he was a baby. Born with a frown on his face. And the other boy, Milo--Milo was always in trouble. Milo found the kittens, and Milo stole the cookies, and Milo was the one who put a lizard in his brother’s bed. And, oh, Essek, I killed them. My babies, my boys, they don’t exist anymore, because I left,” Caleb had started crying again, and found he couldn’t stop. “First I killed Molly all over again by leaving that timeline, and now I’ve killed my babies?” He cradled his face into his hands. “I remember everything. The way Astrid looked on our wedding day. How small Johann was when they first put him in my arms. The way Molly’s hair looked in the sea breeze on the Mistake. It’s all in my head and I can’t--I can’t--”

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Here are the top 500 German Names!

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1. Top 500 German Names

Girls Boys

Emma

Emilia

Hannah / Hanna

Mia

Sofia / Sophia

Lina

Mila

Marie

Ella

Lea

Anna

Clara / Klara

Leni

Lena

Frieda / Frida

Luisa / Louisa

Leonie

Emily / Emilie

Mathilda / Matilda

Charlotte

Ida

Johanna

Amelie

Lia / Liah / Lya

Sophie / Sofie

Lilly / Lilli

Lara

Maja / Maya

Nele / Neele

Greta

Laura

Lotta

Sarah / Sara

Juna / Yuna

Nora

Melina

Paula

Elisa

Pia

Marlene

Victoria / Viktoria

Alina

Julia

Elena

Lisa

Mara / Marah

Mira

Helena

Pauline

Tilda

Luna

Isabella

Maria

Antonia

Finja / Finnja

Anni

Eva

Thea

Elina

Romy

Luise / Louise

Isabell / Isabel / Isabelle

Zoe / Zoé

Fiona

Merle

Josephine / Josefine

Hailey

Elli / Elly

Carla / Karla

Paulina

Martha / Marta

Malia

Lucy / Lucie

Mina

Rosalie

Jana

Emely / Emelie

Milena

Valentina

Carlotta / Karlotta

Maila / Mayla

Theresa / Teresa

Katharina

Magdalena

Annika

Nina

Amalia

Elisabeth

Olivia

Jule

Luana

Liya

Lotte

Emmi / Emmy

Amy

Linda

Ronja

Amelia

Melissa

Leila / Leyla

Stella

Jasmin / Yasmin

Annabell / Annabelle

Alma

Miriam

Chiara / Kiara

Aaliyah / Aliya

Freya

Malina

Liana

Anastasia

Lene

Franziska

Liv

Milla

Ylvi / Ylvie

Alicia

Ava

Rosa

Zoey

Marleen / Marlen

Alessia

Elif

Amira

Aurelia

Lucia

Ela

Kira / Kyra

Aria / Arya

Diana

Selina

Elise

Evelyn / Evelin / Eveline

Ariana

Jette

Marla

Alea

Enna

Lynn / Linn

Helene

Livia

Mariella

Alexandra

Carolina / Karolina

Edda

Tessa

Linnea

Sina / Sinah

Vanessa

Aurora

Vivien / Vivienne

Milana

Cataleya

Talia / Thalia

Eliana

Leana

Malea

Mona

Aylin / Eileen / Aileen / Ayleen

Laila / Layla

Liliana

Alice

Jara / Yara

Jonna

Mathea / Matea

Lorena

Alisa

Carolin / Caroline / Karoline

Nela

Kaja / Kaya / Caja

Julie

Melia

Samira

Alissa / Alyssa

Daria

Giulia

Smilla

Amina

Elsa

Heidi

Lana

Valerie

Ayla

Medina

Zeynep

Henriette

Amilia

Leticia / Letizia

Malou

Annelie

Hilda

Noemi

Selma

Aleyna

Elin

Liara

Lenja / Lenya

Bella

Hedi / Hedy

Levke

Nika

Celine

Svea

Veronika

Celina

Ruby

Fenja

Hermine

Ina

Larissa

Tabea

Felicitas

Jolina / Joelina

Marina

Valeria

Azra

Michelle

Rebecca

Nisa

Annalena

Alva

Elea

Melody

Palina

Flora

Maira / Meyra

Mariam / Maryam

Natalie / Nathalie

Nala / Nahla

Alena

Cleo

Eleni

Malin

Alya

Felina

Florentine

Helen

Lou

Naila / Nayla

Nelly / Nelli

Christina

Käthe

Leona

Alia

Marlena

Tamara

Tara

Angelina

Carina / Karina

Dalia

Hedda

Leia / Leya

Meryem

Anne

Holly

Madita

Fabienne

Jella

Mailin / Maylin

Mathilde

Enya

Kate

Lilia

Sena

Joleen

Clea

Liesbeth / Lisbeth

Fine / Fiene

Lenia

Sonja

Xenia

Eleonora

Melisa

Enni / Enny

Hira

Adriana

Dana

Defne

Lola

Miray

Tamina

Nicole

Asya

Esther

Josie / Josy

Naomi

Cecilia

Claire

Dilara

Selin

Enie

Fritzi

Leonora

Melek

Miley

Wilma

Esila

Esma

Feline

Rieke

Ada

Amara

Cara

Estelle

Gerda

Lilian / Lillian

Viola

Adelina

Janne

Philine

Tiana

Ivy

Juliana

Kimberly / Kimberley

Lieselotte

Malena

Delia

Enisa

Joana / Joanna

Kim

Ellen

Evelina

Felicia

Liyana

Lilith

Liz

Amanda

Anouk

Eleanor

Samantha

Talea

Arina

Dua

Emilija

Eslem

Irma

Maike / Meike

Nike

Rita

Adele

Alisha

Iva

Josefin / Josephin

Margarete

Romina

Ylva

Elaine

Helin

Joline / Joeline

Josephina / Josefina

Madeleine

Nila

Ophelia

Philippa

Abigail

Anja

Melinda

Scarlett

Toni / Tony

Erna

Gloria

Grace

Jade

Jolie

Madlen / Madleen

Marit

Melanie

Tuana

Annemarie

Debora / Deborah

Jenna

Kiana

Liva

Minna

Shirin

Zofia

Chloe

Fatima

Felia

Friederike

Isa

Jasmina

Jolien

Leandra

Nia

Salome

Giuliana

Inga

Josefa / Josepha

Judith

Megan

Mika

Nea

Neyla

Runa

Ruth

Sunny

Tala

Abby

Alba

Amaya

Anisa

Bianca / Bianka

Eliza

Gabriela

Janna

Jessika / Jessica

Maileen / Mayleen

Natalia

Soraya

Verena

Asel

Cassandra / Kassandra

Eda

Elenor

Julina

Kayla

Lilou

Lydia

Maggy

Meva

Naemi

Penelope

Rahel

Violetta

Alara

Caitlin / Caitlyn

Elis

Ilayda

Judy

Juliane

Sila

Vera

Anita

Charlotta

Evi

Henrieke / Henrike

Jamila

Janina

Ria

Sarina

Stina

Zara

Zuzanna

Zümra

Beyza

Cosima

Ema

Florentina

Ines

Jona / Jonah

Kalea

Katerina

Klea

Masal

Milina

Nilay

Skadi

Tarja

Tina

Charlie / Charly

Franka

Hanne

Hilde

Joy

Joyce

Luzi / Luzie

Marisa

Mary