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unicorn1397 · 1 year

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🌟 An breeze night🌟

It was a breeze night, the wind blowing in the wispy air, out there was a familiar red fellow wearing a red dino hat chilling on the cliff top were him and his best friend live. It was nice to laugh about this night he usually doesn't be out at night but hey, something was on his mind and he didn't wanted to be alone about it... So there he is getting up from the spot were he was, going back to were he live ' do you think he'll like like you back?' Laugh thought as he was just getting up and leaving off from the cliff top, ' nah, he's just a best friend....Right?' He's berm thought ing about it for days.... He was about to test that theory today, he walks back to his house, opens his door, walks in grabs the phone, then dials players number... It was quiet in the blueberry house as the 2 people inside was fallen fast asleep, until RING....RING....RING.....RING. Player shot up awake as the phone ranged, they sighed as they got up from the bed, sat up, then put their slepers on going walking across the room, then opening the door, they went downstairs just to answer their phone but questioning how the hell didn't there little brother heard that, they picked up the phone and said " Hello?", Not to long their best friend laugh answered the phone, " Heya pal, ik I'm calling u at night but I kinda need you here rn since I need to tell you something, so I can get it off my chest, okay?" As laugh said that, the player started thinking, ' what does he need to get off his chest again?' He thought that was oddly different since laugh sometimes, or never talk about serious topics, its, not like him at times, but player thoughts soon git snapped out of it after hearing an " hello?" From laugh. " Oh sorry for the long wait, or pause I was eating something, like a bag of chips." Player said as they pretend to make chip eating sounds by using an audio of a prank of lil bro with a bag of chip by their phone. They was always a bad lier, but laugh did belive it, for a secound, " but imma drop by k laugh????" Player said as they stood the recording audio, " okay, pal just don't be late k?" Laugh asked very seriously making the 😮‍💨 face while he's at it, " okay fine but I'll be there in a min at the spot, k gotcha" player laughed as he hung up the phone, ngl laugh, did laugh to at the lil funny joke but he ran as fast as he cand over to the spot, player then put their normal clothes on and ooen the door one more time beforr looking at there lil brother kissing their lil brother for head goodnight, and then, player walked out of the house closing the door behind them,, they ran to the spot seeing laugh there chilling, but a sudden auor came from him, as laugh was scared about telling them, despite being their best friend for years, he was also shy since he never told anyone his feelings before, " sit down" Laugh said as he gestured to the patch of grass beside him. Player sat down beside him and fidgeting with their fingers, " So what do u want to talk about hm?" Player said as he look at laugh in his ruby eyes, laugh looked back at players Weezer blue eyes, their eyes shine like diamonds in the night, he wonder why, " well I wanted to talk to you about, and it's been for years now, so I finally want to get it off my chest." laugh soon start fidgeting his hands, " wait so your going to propose to Deb and want me to be the groom????" Player asked confused, " what no, not yet at least, no time soon since i csnt afford it rn" Laugh said as he rubbed his neck, woah he never actually been this shy before, " Then what is it?" Player asked as he look at laugh confused plastered on their face. " I-I like you for a long time now, and wanted to confess to you about my feelings, how, also what they really meant, i-i love you player and I hope you cab accept me by now a-and please let me know if u don't feel the same way" Laugh said red in thr face as he look at Player, it was an awkward silence, but before laugh cod leave play responded back by saing, " Laugh, I like like you for a long time to now and for all the craziness that has been happening.

#Late To School Roblox #late to school laugh #late to school player #late to school roblox #roblox late to school

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fvckinnefor · 8 months

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nadam se da te udari sleper i raznese te u komade <33

#｡⁠☆*⁠.⁠asks✧∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

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cockodemon · 8 months

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The sleper

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yuedun · 2 years

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I'm going to get a sleper after this...

#error sans #ink sans #drawing #digital art #errorink

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rotterdamvanalles · 1 day

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Gezicht in een steegje terzijde van de Batavierenstraat met op de achtergrond het bovenste gedeelte van het Groothandelsgebouw, 1952.

De Batavierenstraat is vernoemd naar 'de Batavieren te paard', een vereniging van slepers, die in 1865 zeer gezien was in optochten bij nationale feesten. Vóór de Tweede Wereldoorlog lag ten westen van deze straat het Batavierenhofje.

Het Groothandelsgebouw is een gebouw en Rijksmonument in het centrum van Rotterdam, ontworpen door de architecten H.A. Maaskant en Ir. W. van Tijen, gelegen naast het Centraal Station van de stad.

Groothandelsgebouw is zoals de naam in origine werd geschreven. Het was daarmee een "gebouw voor de groothandel". Begin 21ste eeuw draagt het gebouw een gewijzigde naam, namelijk Groot Handelsgebouw, hetgeen met letters, inclusief de hoofdletters, bovenop het gebouw wordt aangegeven.

Het gebouw verrees begin jaren 50 als een van de eerste gebouwen na de bombardementen op Rotterdam in de Tweede Wereldoorlog, op de plaats van de oude Diergaarde Blijdorp.

Doordat er tijdens de oorlog veel bedrijfsruimte verloren was gegaan, waren er al vroeg plannen voor nieuwe kantoorruimten. Het idee voor een verzamelgebouw kwam van de groothandelaar Frits Pot die zich realiseerde dat één groot gebouw eerder een "(her)bouwvergunning" zou krijgen dan tientallen kleinere pandjes van elke grossier afzonderlijk. In de hongerwinter -kerst 1944 - maakte hij een schetsontwerp dat op 4 mei 1945 werd besproken in de Kamer van Koophandel. Samen met architect Huig Maaskant (van het bureau Van Tijen en Maaskant, het huidige Kokon architectuur en stedenbouw) en latere directeur G. Thurmer maakte hij in 1947 een studiereis naar Amerika.

Het uiteindelijke gebouw paste precies in de visie die Rotterdam had op de wederopbouw van de stad. In plaats van de stad in zijn geheel zo snel mogelijk weer vol te bouwen, werd er gekozen voor een langzamere aanpak: stukje bij beetje zou een nieuwe, moderne stad verrijzen. Het Groothandelsgebouw werd een vernieuwend project voor die tijd: het zeer groot opgezette gebouw bood niet alleen plaats aan vele bedrijven, maar bevatte onder meer een autoroute door het pand, om producten door het hele gebouw te kunnen vervoeren. Al tijdens de bouwfase in 1951 vestigden zich bedrijven in het gebouw, onder meer Engels, een grand café-restaurant, congres-, party- en zalencentrum. Het gebouw zelf werd in 1953 voltooid.

In 1961 werd een dakopbouw in gebruik genomen, waarin bioscoop Kriterion werd gevestigd. Het scherm bevond zich aan de zijde Stationsplein en werd voor de aanvang van de voorstelling en tijdens de pauze opgehaald, waarmee men via de grote glazen wand uitzicht kreeg over de stad in opbouw. De bioscoop is gesloten, maar de zaal is behouden en nu bekend als Auditorium Kriterion. Het uitzicht is echter op de gevel van een aan het Stationsplein gevestigde bank.

Het gebouw is 220 m lang, 85 m diep en ongeveer 35 m hoog en heeft een inhoud van ca 440.000 m3. Kenmerkend aan dit gebouw is het constante grid van betonnen kolommen waar het gebouw op rust. De hart op hart afstand van de kolommen is 6,72 meter. In de verhuur van kantoorruimtes wordt gesproken over ruimtes van 45 effectieve vierkante meters tussen deze kolommen. De kolommen zijn octogonaal, waarbij er twee maten aanwezig zijn. De kolommen die de buitenwanden ondersteunen zijn circa 65 centimeter, de binnenste kolommen zijn circa 85 centimeter.

Het gebouw heeft vijf ingangen, aangeduid met de letters A t/m E. De hoofdingang A ligt aan het Stationsplein. De ingangen B en C liggen aan het Weena. De ingangen D en E (ook wel de achterzijde genoemd) liggen aan de Conradstraat.

Uitzonderingen op het constante grid van het groothandelsgebouw zijn de ruimtes die ontstaan zijn door de schuine lijnen van het gebouw. Deze (denkbeeldige) lijnen bevinden zich over de lengte van de A vleugel en de denkbeeldige lijn van ingang C naar ingang D.

De foto is gemaakt door Openbare Werken en komt uit het Stadsarchief Rotterdam. De informatie komt uit het Stadsarchief Rotterdam en van Wikipedia.

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contenteditor · 2 months

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Joachim Sleper in 'Aviaire', photographed by Mireia Farran for Fucking Young! Online.

#fashion editorial #fashion photography #mireia farran #fucking young!

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minggelmanggel · 3 months

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Early 1960s Ramsey Reformed Church Family Directory, Titonka, Iowa - 1.3

Figure 1-3-1

Page 3 Handwritten Content:

A series of small diagonal lines written on the left of most member numbers.

119 - Long horizontal line written on the left.

119, 149, 154, 167 - Small checkmarks added to the right.

149, 154, 157, 166 - Long horizontal line written on the right.

134 - "Mrs." added.

137 - Middle initial "A" overwritten with "R".

156 - "Mrs." added.

163 - “Herman” written over the last name “Ubben", a correction of the typed first name of “Harold”.

Page 3 Typos:

113 - Typewriter strike-over “l” in “Rafdal” over letter “h”.

168 - Typewriter strike-over “I” in “Wirtjes” over letter “e”.

Page 3 Typed Content:

-3- 112. Radmaker, Mrs. John, Titonka, Iowa 113. Rafdal, Vern, Titonka, Iowa 114. Rickleffs, Melvin, Titonka, Iowa 115. Rickleffs, Vernon, Titonka, Iowa 116. Ricks, Elmer, Titonka, Iowa 117. Ricks, George, Titonka, Iowa 118. Rippentrop, George, Sr., Titonka, Iowa 119. Rippentrop, Mrs. James, Buffalo Center, Iowa 120. Rippentrop, John S., Buffalo Center, Iowa 121. Rippentrop, Raymond J., Titonka, Iowa 122. Rippentrop, Roger, Titonka, Iowa 123. Risius, Andrew, Buffalo Center, Iowa 124. Risius, Frank, Buffalo Center, Iowa 125. Risius, Harm, Buffalo Center, Iowa 126. Risius, Harold, Buffalo, Center, Iowa 127. Risius, Klaas, Buffalo Center, Iowa 128. Roskamp, Paul, Titonka, Iowa 129. Schutter, Mrs. Lena, Titonka, Iowa 130. Seefeld, Clarence, Britt, Iowa 131. Severeins, Mrs. Anna, Burt, Iowa - Maple Leaf Rest Home 132. Sleper, Albert E., Lakota, Iowa 133. Siehlmann, Bert, Forest City, Iowa 134. Siehlmann, Ben, Titonka, Iowa 135. Sleper, Dick, Buffalo Center, Iowa 136. Sleper, Evert, Titonka, Iowa 137. Sleper, John R., Titonka, Iowa 138. Sleper, John E., Titonka, Iowa 139. Smidt, Enko, Titonka, Iowa 140. Smidt, John, Titonka, Iowa 141. Smidt, Simon, Titonka, Iowa 142. Smidt, Wardden, Titonka, Iowa 143. Smidt, Warner, Jr., Titonka, Iowa 144. Smidt, Warner, Sr., Titonka, Iowa 145. Smidt, William A., Buffalo Center, Iowa 146. Smith, Arlo, Titonka, Iowa 147. Smith, Mrs. L. G., Titonka, Iowa 148. Sonnenberg, Ed, Titonka, Iowa 149. Sonnenberg, Russell, Swea City, Iowa 150. Sonnenberg, Miss Gertie, Titonka, Iowa 151. Spear, Robert, Titonka, Iowa 152. Sunken, Henry, Titonka, Iowa 153. Tapper, Donald, Buffalo Center, Iowa 154. Tapper, Mrs. Joe, Buffalo Center, Iowa 155. Tapper, Walter, Buffalo Center, Iowa 156. Tegtmeyer, Donald, Tripoli, Iowa 157. Tjaden, Mrs. George, Titonka, Iowa 158. Tjaden, Stephen, Lakota, Iowa 159. Tjarks, Herman, Titonka, Iowa 160. Ubben, Mrs. Anna, Titonka, Iowa 161. Ubben Harold, Lakota, Iowa 162. Ubben, Mrs. Hattie, Buffalo Center, Iowa 163. Ubben, Harold, Titonka, Iowa 164. Ubbe, Mrs. Johanna, Titonka, Iowa 165. Ubben, John, Buffalo Center, Iowa 166. Van Hove, Henry, Titonka, Iowa 167. Wirtjes, Alvin, Elmore, Minnesota 168. Wirtjes, Arthur, Lakota, Iowa 169. Wirtjes, Ed, Titonka, Iowa 170. Wirtjes, Herman, Lakota, Iowa

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dxfiedfxte · 4 months

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Unprompted Asks || Always Accepting

@oraclememehacker sent:

"We should become sleep buddies. I tend to sleep a lot myself as you know."

Ever since high school Minato had always been a constant sleper. If he had no club, no homework, no plans or work after school, then Minato would always choose to sleep, which would often lead him to go to bed earlier than any normal person would choose to sleep. These days, with Minato's constantly hectic and busy work schedule, proper sleep was a luxury.

So the idea of a sleep buddy sounded nice, he never really met what he'd call a 'fellow sleep enthusiast' before until now. He wouldn't say no to enjoying a good snooze with someone who also liked catching some Z's as much as he did. The prospect brings a small smile to his lips.

[{ 🦋 }] - "Heck yeah! I'd totally be down. Meeting a real fellow sleep enthusiast is such a rare occasion these days. You got a deal, Futaba-Chan!"

[{ 🦋 }] - "Sleep buddies!" He holds up his hand with an open flat palm for a high-five.

#oraclememhacker #ᴠ; Oᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇs & Tʜɪᴇᴠᴇs (Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀ 5)#Fᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ Mʏ OWN Fᴀᴛᴇ (IC)#The blueberry loves his sleep #The very first 'sleep enthusiast' he's met ever lol #Why would he say no? xD #This is so adorable in a dorky way and I love it lol #I think these two have a cute little plutonic bond tbh #little red sleep gamer nerd & big blue sleep gamer nerd xD

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libidomechanica · 6 months

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Yestreen, when he tried the nines

A treochair sequence

It’s a sin, and life yields; a honey Lip. He surpass her, save where I

often wearies all the dreams awake, for fear that you would run this

however this omission in his arms. She could love is no haþelez þat

hit hade wonde worþyly with dread, i’m a plain sae rashy, O, aboon

the whereof doth dwell in; so well? And made him free, but not a line had

Julia ever present, and hwen hit ofte, þat bremely taken he

sayned hym lykez. In me no more. With a reflection could be brought

myself a flaw discourage droop, despair; therefore I eþe þe, haþel, how

þay wroȝt. And the commes to come. Ne would have done with one glance on St.

Been a passion tis man we loved us. Which touches you with all her

kind; so she wept, and pleasure you. It is perfect fright but a tremulously

gentle canna be alright it’s gonna be your persons. Let

him but lent to die of Thirst. Each door; she lay clothed, she says tomorrow.

III

No dream of Heaven—from the heaviest tempest, it disdain’d to grow.

Upon the war; shall rise a gloue if hit be sothe þat he should brook a

wordless mind! And we schyn reuel and a day; now hyȝe, bot heterly receive:

for valour was not distinguishing lowe in her pillow. On golden

throne the world will the lamps around, all round her handle. To sing and

small pity mov’d, oh may wel wit no wont þe weder of ledez ar

on lenþe þe lufez vpon flet, of folȝande, in hor store; buy terms of my

wyrdes. Out went before to favourite science of þe Rounde Table.

I’m sensible, because is, one and þe halydam, and Kryst yow falles,

and let loose, or hers whom nakd the Tyrant in a vestal’s veins? A

second at the violet breath, bleed away; she rapt upon the panacea,

Sir! Of couardise and with þe best, not thus much the oceans roll!

Fro þe houndez, whettez hym ouer þe fest in Abraham’s bosom bounden,

in glade and þe gome in þe grene gered in the window and now

ȝe ar a sleper vnslyȝe, þat geten hem by a conniving still to

leave the rest. When she strove to thy heart re- sent; and so great use, in any

case; for thy pain, allow that grows; a school, the beares by being

mouth, extremely at home, with broader towards some euill were too slow, what were

the nest. Rhodes is the ineffable sense affords; sweet-gard’n-nymph, which mingle

act of immolation, heaven saw her sad ears like summer’s day;-

summer’s house I beheld the Mythological machinery, and syþen

he comes nerre without destroy the best he ne dyngez hym dresses, and

watched then by nature or thirty years, and provoked remark, or Jew; where

juries cast, where all his hode, and thine, an ignorant, noteless, timeless,

timeless, timeless, lastingly. The Northern front, and she was jealous

God, when share that Spring, tis surely and in the middle of being!

VII

And which I compile, who scorne, noiseless as the Spartan ladies þat

I haf sen a selly in mynde quen yow hider, er þis. My

love immortal work his should run through my unkind as you well knit: he

sees; on several pounds of hands that pious prayere, and he fyskez hem

harden into speed. Nor Loves commands despise, led by some time must come,

who both in your love a white cape on the woods. In menyng of monster

to have on displace, I can say is—that he might be saved, and with solace

of þe proude cropure, his man we love. And so have put my madness

seized my nursling new—like that sun thine eyes, attemper not been quiet.

VIII

Of lies, a meré mantile abof, menske þe mon on þe morn to fylle

þe godmon, þis gomen bygan, or some luckier night, o

carefull verse. Shall I part musk or civet can wake at nigh expell’d St.

Ye wadna been sae shy; for laik o’ gear ye lightens, and noȝt haf leue

liflode to take as knyȝtez vnder, þurȝ mony meruayle hym poȝt ful

longe quyle. Although from Indus to the comic Muse; nor envy her.

At having mind of the mind and so þikke, a stede stif kyng he most

atrocious. But with no doubt, it equally desire, swore lustily

he’d be revenge too deere force shall place so proude skyrtez, þe hede, and sturne,

and pass over the way to mine ear, The boisterous, just another land.

And then run away as thou and I am not to ask his mother.

Assist the point; the spiders throwes onely downe on me thundring

disdained, the first notes, irregular and squirm newly as from a sip

of hem, soft he settled graves are taxes on our joys to telle yow

here: iwysse sir, quyl I leue, me worþed þe broun bleeaunt, enbrauded abof,

menske þe mon may seem so many times, indeed a vertebra to

the flaw-blown rose, even as thy lovest thou no singing, each, the valiant

man! Brief, but know not wear your worth al þe wone of his brutal kind

of crews as renegadoes; which now this she presents lean em, ’t is

strained heavens fall into all she made vpon molde his day; but oh! Naked

in the conceit did melt me down to me, I can’t say, a Jew took off

his lyue; ofte he herd þe howndez þat his balȝe haunche, þat he mette, he

made at leisure with Juan. At the quiet scenes appeared, she uttermost,

I should under hand sharply that rose, and all must love the present; i’m

sensible, I trust that neither children leap, and pray for a hundred

visions and fickle Man is apt to rove: look abroad thro’ the Hebrew

Chronicle, how often wearies all things was angry when their clients,

because man is no dream is fled, by the smart. Then—i never durst begin

to do it for I bayþe hit now her height, or raise him first they seem

strange, how idle seem’d they be more uniform. And more triumphant prize.

XII

Whom these woods. And the land: betwixt extremes, but coasts of many a herle

of þis ryche ryal kyng of arwes— at vch farand fest among

the forth strydez, foundez þay þer þay wyth in oþer gome wyth blys into

þe Norþe Walez. Could sit down on the flocks do feede, where are the Fates change

ere night proclaim the clearer, farther awake, and þe leude and here I

sought; and the beautiful each and ages hence: two roads diverged in a

wicked people do, suffering blind mans marke, thou dost stay. Had not seem very

well, or pandering but the vision, which two cantos into

familiar guest. If any were boun busked bylyue. To all his steedes in

lowlye laye, and sayde soberly samen alle þat mon most dissemblings

when wearied on my spirit, unaware: Though all its range of duties

totall summe men hit hym þoȝt. And some mould, the little goes a long moment

was as one who have burnt each hapless name, a wretched the Donna

Julia and Don Fernan Nunez? And saw but soon wheel roun’, an’ I saw

a crowd pursue: night a countenaunce, emong the hasp of love. Melissa,

tinged with slow and connection, but can’t tell whether took the other

joys to pray turn your lofte, and of air—Rome’s ghost not own, but the past.

XIII

Half in dreams. My Spectre folly: thou steal to me, you that compass of

water we can be set withinne with as god wylle—and ho hym respite,

invade and my pretty gentleness the crowned, their languid eyes would

it have been wived, and cemmed, wyth to karp, til þe mon and catch at

any noke I oquere fynd, to end the brain that which the other in

the literary leaves with his happy mother to sing my Highland

Lassie, O. Survey the pedigree his sires would look, as roll the sea

of sorrows whence after-hands may move the heart in that bene with her

walour and govern the rack, and then two myle henne. And heave, as

in a harde as fresh—for he Music to heaven’s decease.

XIV

My hand tightens, and are as beauteous bride, and we are and unexplaining,

with a short-legged hen, if we can scarce held her writhing, my woe now

wasted fruit of love; so to his course of China brought with your leave me

not any other booty sought forgetfulness. Yet, when push’d by questions;

never saw. And file they labour to my turf, and þe halle, herande

for to come—Well, to reche myȝt, as I am, first inadvertent

brush the flower on earthlie mould’ring to the Turkish mart, her voice kept her

golde ay inmyddez, as his first creature, and Care: how lonely men speded

hom to hay is grassye ground of time to marriage is fledde, these books: hope.

Light, he told of those queers i remember. The terrace ranged aspect thrown;

each ravishers remained, flaming hair, and sacred be her father was

wildly clad; her eyes can see myself—me— that I do and why we came,

rank on rank; he gave way; him self might me; while life’s strange Poet-princess:

Lady Psyche and hornez ful ryche. ’Er this I heard by falling, Oh.

Received thing their happy herse, make we mery quyl we may have you more

tame flower singing, each, then, ’ said he, Out went to grasp. A thing and oar

of Adria’s god of pleasant city, and scimitars await thy weeding;

but where delightful lily of yourself here þeraboute abelef

as a busk ouer his dirty fee, and lose thronge, with little plants of

man the wakes up and ful siker my trawþe.— A true Hidalgo, free and

sayde þe behoues. Always remember you is here! Resting still shows, kill

me with þe hede of þe bitter Eldre braunch, laments of alabaster.

XVI

And laȝter. To the watch’d her own; this most dear excepting nature holds

out half undo it. Be better learning to lasse luf in his grave never

heart her could not see thy widows, she resolved on air that cause thou

mayst attune thy quill, and, turn’d, and the long carpet lies: o write within,

which old- recurring wash of a Good Son, who his Dominion sweet to

her beloved nor yet recover. And wyth knotted rushrings, and catch

at any of thee, gaze o’er a name, above the style, and Cymon

suddenly forgive, though fame is my loof, i’m thine eyes the teacups, after

thee, and crispeth with chosen friend, do you feel no more, but took a new

one from the fabulous folds of Time, perhaps that before the Flood, and

yet rolls on thy stead performed of golde; þe werbelande wynde wapped fro

þe fale erþe; ner slayn for gode of þe ȝonge; much steuen, and þat, for we

hold Thee just, and I strove to weep. At last, who had fallen—on this sere

pyne, þat day dele his fare þat he þurȝ þis fryth and her maids tenderness.

Lemons, and lyȝt horce launce. Must be born were boun busked on þat rurde

he of þe fayrer to his bed hym drynk, and latent in a curbside

pool. With pain and felaȝschyp forbe al þyng, his chek for new joy; but oh!

XVII

The shadows haunting now. Thou by the spouse: her college and all the heroes

of his rage and þe goddess of gods adultery, is more

reconciling ray, and winds arise, a bastard vile, a beast with stupidly

admire how thou canst sit, and to his luflych aloft lepez

ouergrowen; wel bisemed, and look’d, and touches you with alle þe lorde

fyrst cource in þe colde erþe to welcome her son so—i’m very certain

the one POU STO whence around. A naked in a letters in her legs’

sincere the Beadsman, after all, that unfair which, with Mador de la

Port. For there we weep; and so that they call these stone where were time of on

wyȝes þat knit ar þerinne, þat I wear those who champion’d his arms were joined.

XVIII

Had given her soft lips lie apartment in the hallow’d by the difference

me, hate were ye as poor guide. One asked, how great’s the song, although please

to frame: enough still left to sanctify the deuce they sought; and held her

thou darest in my view set all this is the beil’, where the wrong on the

dead world is dimme and gomenly he sayde, now, sir swete, boþe þe barres of

talkyng noble, wich spede is in speche, for many a flowers, mother

know, but then the Hand of children still to dote upon the last: a

peacefully! Selling everywhere, art still the soot that two at Conway dwell.

XIX

Til þe sunne, þe stel hondelez, dubbed wyth ful comly bykennen to

rest by cool Eurotas they will say, when separate cages, instead of

sunshine and ink for schame! Ran before the stage. Generate mind. Is much

to pleased amid their former friend remember how the vows I made. Your

name in ordinary place? And þou hatz forred, and said … Nay, we loved

his pain, and hade ben soiourned sadly; sele yow be chose a morsel

he and Juan throttled him of calling too. Have, to rent her sleep of death.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #199 texts #treochair sequence

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grucomdoo · 2 years

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fionainfrankrijk · 1 year

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Pomme

Dit is een loflied voor mijn pup Pomme. Straks gaat ze voor het eerst mee naar Frankrijk. We genieten ervan haar verwondering te zien.

Dit weekend is haar 1e Pasen en naar ik hoop de 1e van velen. Maar weet zij veel? Als ze een haasje ziet zal ze er vast achter aan gaan dat wel! Net zoals ze eenden, ganzen en meerkoetjes weg jaagt. Zelfs de dikke brutale duif die frequent de tuin aan de Tulpentuin bezoekt is voor Pomme niet veilig!

Met haar 4 maanden geniet ze met volle teugen van het leven. Zelden heb ik zo’n blij ei meegemaakt! Wat dat betreft is Pasen wel haar feestje! Nu weet iedereen dat ik stapeldol ben op onze bovenste beste brave Biba. Ook wel door een dorpsgenote bestempeld als ‘saai’. Hoe verzin je het?! Iedereen wil toch een Biba in zijn of haar leven? Een hond die geen stap verkeerd zet en die aanhankelijk is (een grote kwispelaar is ze niet) op haar eigen manier. Buiten is ze een actieve hond. Tijdens de Jachttraining op zondagochtend gaat ze gemotiveerd haar dummy opsnorren en terug brengen en in huis snurkt ze tevreden in haar mand.

Maar dan dochter Pomme! Het tegenovergestelde van haar mama, ik denk dat ze op haar even enthousiaste papa lijkt. Haar staart valt bijna van haar mollige lijfje af tijdens het kwispelen. Zo koddig om te zien. Alles vind ze goed en leuk. En de emoties gaan diep bij haar. Als echtgenootlief naar z’n werk gaat staat Pomme te huilen achter de deur. Elke superlatief die van toepassing is op een labrador kan ik op Pomme loslaten. Ze is sociaal, is vol zelfvertrouwen (ze wil voorop lopen), en heeft een enorme ‘will to please’. Ook sleept ze met van alles, wat haar de bijnaam ‘slipper sleper’ heeft gegeven. Zodra je je slippers uit doet berg je dan maar want Pomme gaat ermee aan de haal! Inmiddels is ze zindelijk en kent ze verschillende commando’s, waarvan het commando ‘hier’ het beste! Ze komt dan als een afgeschoten projectiel aangerend op haar korte dikke pootjes, aandoenlijk om te zien. Ook zwemt ze alsof het vanzelfsprekend is. Ik ben een labrador en dan kun je toch zwemmen! Ik kan me nog herinneren dat het wel een jaar geduurd heeft voordat Biba het zwemmen aan durfde.

Daarnaast is onze Pomme ook bijzonder mooi. Ze lijkt niet op Biba, die ook mooi is, maar heeft een eigen uitstraling en ‘look’. De mensen die ik op straat tegen kom vinden haar prachtig en dan gloei ik natuurlijk van trots. Tja, eigen fok is heel bijzonder!

1 labje in huis is gezellig, 2 labjes in huis is dubbel zo gezellig! Zo’n 2e labje gaat gewoon mee ‘ in the flow’ en een heleboel dingen gaan vanzelf. De bench heb ik opgeruimd en m’n huisje is weer m’n huisje. So far, so good.

Stiekem ben ik weer aan het dromen. Ga ik over 3 jaar opnieuw een nestje fokken? En hou ik dan ook een pupje? Relatief vlakbij in het plaatsje Cognac, is een prachtig labrador pupje gaan wonen, van een bevriende fokker en uit een mooie lijn. Ze willen met het reutje gaan fokken. Het lijkt me een mooie combi voor onze Pomme… Ach! Ze moest eens weten, laat de kleine meid eerst maar eens een grote meid worden.

Onze Pomme, ons oogappeltje. Hieronder het appeltje in oranje; een sinaasappeltje! Ik ben heel benieuwd hoe ze het in Frankrijk gaat vinden!

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