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I am timeless, My beauty is eternal.

OMFGG ZHANG YIXING YOU ARE TOO PRETTY ETERNAL BEAUTY... Lay Zhangshow more

Peaceful beauty with regal energy. Ethereal glow. Quiet power.... Timeless presence. Grok Imagine made her feel eternal.show more

No wonder of the world can match the grandeur... of Bharat’s architectural heritage. Our creations stand eternal — unmatched in beauty, spirit, and legacy.show more

Pure devotion in its quietest form. The temple priest... serves Lord Krishna, reminding us of the beauty of faith, care, and eternal love. 🕉️show more

The Acropolis is a sight to behold, standing through... time like none other. Its striking beauty seems to be just as eternal as the legacy it has left behind.show more

This one-of-a-kind optical glass sculpture dances with captured light.... Every rotation revealing new galaxies of color, depth, and impossible beauty. Hypnotic. Eternal. Pure magic in crystal form.show more

Not a ‘Brahmin,’ not a ‘Vaishya,’, Not a ‘Kshatriya,’... not a ‘Shudra.’, Just an ocean of Hindus, united at Prayagraj for the sacred Mahakumbh Mela. That’s the eternal beauty of Sanatana Dharma. 🚩🔥show more

“The Greeks are not only the ancestors of all... modern culture, but the first to have grasped the eternal significance of form, the idea that beauty is the outward expression of inner order.” — Jacob Burckhardtshow more

Eternal beauty hides a deadly curse. Tomie from “Junji... Ito Maniac” joins the Nendoroid line! She never stays dead and now she’s ready to take root in your collection. Preorder her now at GOODSMILE ONLINE SHOP US! Shop: #JunjiIto #Goodsmileshow more

“旗袍美如画，国风韵若诗” Cheongsam, as beautiful as a painting and the... charm of Chinese style as poetic as a song, is an eternal classic in the Chinese fashion culture. The cheongsam's lines are as smooth as a flowing stream, delicately wrapping around the body, highlighting the graceful curves of women, just like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding. Its colors are rich and varied, from the bright and eye-catching red, to the low-key and elegant blue and green, and then to the simple and classic black and white, each color can tell a different story. The details are even more exquisite, with buttons carefully made into various shapes, and the hemming and embroidery are all done meticulously, showing the ultimate craftsmanship. When wearing a cheongsam, women seem to come out of a poem, with a kind of quiet and elegant ancient charm. Their steps are light and graceful, and their smiles are full of charm, as if time has stopped at that moment, and all the beauty and elegance are concentrated on them. Whether it is a young girl showing her youth and beauty, or a mature woman showing her grace and luxury, the cheongsam can bring out their unique charm to the fullest. Nowadays, cheongsam customization is becoming more and more popular. People can choose their favorite fabrics, colors, patterns and styles according to their own body shape, temperament and needs, and create a unique cheongsam that belongs only to themselves. This kind of private customization not only satisfies people's pursuit of individuality and fashion, but also makes the cheongsam culture more prosperous and passed down. In short, the beauty of cheongsam and the charm of Chinese style will never go out of style. It is a precious wealth in our traditional culture, carrying the memory and emotion of the Chinese nation, and showing the unique elegance and charm of Chinese women to the world. #国风美永不过时 #优雅还得看国风 #古典美的中国风 #私人订制show more

BVLGARI × ORM - Special Support “Bangkok Nights Never... Sleep, A Shining New Chapter” 𝐁𝐕𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 When Thai romance meets Italian brilliance—Orm will shine at the “BVLGARI Central Chidlom Opening Night,” bringing her modern Eastern charm to write a new Bangkok chapter for the century-old jewelry house. Gentle and lively like Siamese moonlight, dazzling like the golden roofs of the Grand Palace, her unique fashion sense blooms in BVLGARI’s brand-new space. SAVE THE CHILDREN NECKLACE Custom “Save the Children” Necklace In honor of Orm’s continued journey, one led with quiet strength, grace, and compassion we’re proud to present a meaningful gift: a BVLGARI Save The Children necklace. ✨ This timeless piece reflects not only elegance but also purpose. Each necklace contributes €95 to support children’s futures around the world, a mission that resonates deeply with the values Orm embodies every day. As she steps into the spotlight at the BVLGARI event on June 20th, may this necklace serve as both a symbol of support and a reminder that the love she gives so generously always circles back. We’re always here walking beside her, lifting her up, and cheering her on in every quiet and powerful moment. BVLGARI HAND BANNERS X200PCS LED SCREEN SUPPORT AT CENTRAL CHILDLOM After we signed the LED screen contract for Central Chidlom with the agency, we were notified that the exterior screen was damaged and couldn’t run on time. So, the original LED screen video will be posted on our social platforms, and the ad fee will be refunded by the agency later. Event Time: 2025.6.20 6PM Event Location: Central Chidlom You’re warmly invited: Orm brings eternal beauty to life with youthful flair! #Ormkornnaphat #ออมกรณ์นภัส orm kornnaphat🌈show more

クロエの推し ⭐️名前＊詠 黄泉 (ﾖﾐﾖﾐ) 詠 黄泉【SPLASH ACE】 12月14日🎂♐️🅰️158cm 🧍‍♀️23.5-24.0🦶... Cool Beauty ＆ Beasty ◁--☜(ᐛ☜ ) ☻元気☻UMAJO 🏇枠連🏇キラーアビリティ☻巨乳☻平和主義☻故に偶に毒舌☻なんだかんだグループの中心☻味仙🍜辛党☻意外と真面目☻おもれえウォンナ SHOWROOM Instagram コンカフェ 黄泉@Smoky Boo! \キミしか見えないーよみちゃーん！/ ⭐️所属＊SPLASH ACE SPLASH ACE《Official》 ✲都内を中心に活躍する3piece ROCK IDOL UNIT ✲YouTubeチャンネル ✲代表曲 【ETERNAL】 ✲三毛猫歌劇団→DEEP GEEKの曲を引き継いでいます。 ✲主な出演先 池袋LIVE INN ROSA 秋葉原ZEST GALAXY 四谷LOTUS 他 👉🏻LIVE写真撮影可能👈🏻 ✲チェキ サインありトーク1分 1000円 ✲初回チェキ100円 ✲動員特典 特別なランチェキ1枚 ✲Tシャツ、アクキー、DVD🔞販売あります。 ✲MIX、コール、ツーステあります。 ⚠️オタクからの身体的接触禁止 (ボルダリングも出来ません) ✲みんなバカみたいに元気！ ✲メンバー 明永凛花 \りんかー/ 明永凜花【SPLASH ACE】3/13(金)生誕祭🎂3/29(日)ワンマン❤️‍🔥 バレエ グラビア #ミス東スポ 特別賞 日向いちか \いちかー/ 日向いちか🍥໒꒱ SPLASH ACE 3/29(日)ワンマンライブ 文系 音大 ゼルダ脳 ガンプラ 詠 黄泉 \よみちゃーん/ 上部参照 見かけましたら是非よろしくお願いいたします！！🙇‍♂️ クロエはだいたいいます👍show more

🚨 ARCADIA SHATTERED: Masked Cowards Turn “Sunday Funday” Paradise... into a Bullet-Riddled Bloodbath – 13 Young Lives Gunned Down, Suspects STILL ON THE LOOSE 🚑🩺💉⚕️ In the mythic groves of Arcadia—that ancient literary emblem of pastoral harmony, Virgil’s golden age where shepherds piped, and nature sang in eternal concord—young Oklahomans gathered last night at Spring Creek Park by Lake Arcadia’s serene shores. A “Sunday Funday” lakeside revel, flyer promising “leave the BS at home,” became a Hobbesian war of all against all. Two ski-masked assailants opened fire around 9 p.m. on a pavilion packed with young adults enjoying the man-made reservoir’s flood-controlled beauty (fishing, boating, camping since its creation). Chaos. Screams. 10 rushed by ambulance, more self-transporting—13+ now hospitalized with gunshot wounds in “various conditions.” No deaths reported. Yet. Edmond PD, Oklahoma Highway Patrol, and OKC officers swarmed the wooded campground east of Air Depot Blvd and I-35. No arrests. No public threat declared. But my team has provided access to raw GPS data, and Flock license-plate readers are humming, witnesses are talking, and the manhunt is on for the phantoms who fled—possibly into the treeline. This isn’t abstract policy. This is the fragile social contract ripped open under starlit Oklahoma skies: a single evening’s joy reduced to triage, terror, and unanswered “why.” Edmond knows resilience (history scars run deep). Arcadia Lake symbolizes more than recreation—it’s the promise of ordered freedom, community, and second chances. Yet barbarism doesn’t respect symbols. It demands swift, certain justice, not slogans. Victims’ families wait. A city holds its breath. If you saw anything near Scissortail Campground or Spring Creek last night—vehicles, faces, chaos—call Edmond PD at (405) 359-4338. Information saves lives. The void doesn’t win unless we let it. Pray for the wounded. Stand for the rule of law. Demand the masks come off. The videos below are from moments right before the shooting began. Many of my X followers are not seeing posts like this one. If you are reading this, you are the exception. 👉 Boost the algorithm, fight the throttling, and get more 👀: bookmark, share, reply, repost, like, and follow Tony Seruga #ArcadiaShattered #SundayFundayMassacre #EdmondUnderFire #OklahomaDemandsJustice #HuntTheSkiMasks #LakeArcadiaHorror #13ShotNoArrestsshow more

“In the modern world, man becomes a slave to... the feminine principle, seduced by images and illusions created by emotion and fantasy—decadent forms of eros.” —Julius Evola, Metaphysics of Sex The modern cult of equality has fixed its gaze upon the sexes. What had once been regarded as the polarity of man and woman, grounded in nature and consecrated by tradition, has been lowered to a counterfeit of sameness. Evola returned often to this inversion, discerning in it the same anti-hierarchical impulse that has disfigured every other sphere of life, and which, under the guise of liberation, has stripped both sexes of the dignity proper to their stations. What the age heralds as emancipation he judged to be a degradation, for feminism does not raise woman to her station but strips her of it, compelling her to abandon her essence in order to imitate man, while man himself, bereft of his higher path, sinks into a condition at once impoverished and grotesque. For Evola, culture was the victory of form over chaos, the conquest of the shapeless by order and measure. The city and the empire arose from the recognition of limits, of distinctions, of the rightful ranking of beings. Man attained his true stature as warrior and ascetic; woman realized her dignity as lover and mother. These types were not adversaries but counterparts, separate yet joined, each consecrated to the same principle of transcendence, each charged with its own path of heroism. In the sharpening of these forms, in the intensification of the masculine and the feminine, Europe attained its strength, and love retained its ancient dignity as a force at once generative and cosmic. There is also a beauty in the truth of form, for what is bound to nature and consecrated by tradition does not merely endure but shines. When the polarity of man and woman is clarified, when each fulfills the path proper to its essence, the result is not only strength but radiance. Beauty arises when limit is embraced, when form gives shape to matter, when order compels chaos into harmony. To behold such clarity is to glimpse truth itself, for truth and beauty are of one lineage, both testifying to the higher law that governs being. The modern age has broken this harmony. Bolshevism in the East proclaimed the equality of the sexes in the name of the collective. America in the West proclaimed the same in the name of emancipation. Beneath the opposing banners the result was alike: in one case, a promiscuous communality in which difference was dissolved, in the other, the masculinized woman of the factories and the salons. The poles collapsed, the bond was neutralized, eros was reduced to sterile companionship or the fleeting diversions of appetite. Evola named this impulse a radical pessimism, for beneath the assertion of equality lies the confession that woman, as woman, has no worth. She is compelled to take on the guise of man in order to claim value, and in so doing she forfeits the possibility of fulfillment. Man, in turn, is brutalized into a creature of appetite and utility, stripped of the higher forms once embodied in the ascetic and the warrior. Love itself, which depends upon polarity as fire depends upon the tension of elements, is extinguished, and with it the very possibility of renewal. What rises in its place is the gray world of neuter beings, uniform and without grandeur. Woman no longer appears as lover or as mother, but is driven into labor, into agitation, into pale imitations of intellectual life. Man no longer ascends as ascetic or warrior, but sinks into the tradesman, the showman, the brute. Thus the order of life is betrayed in its most intimate relation, and what once gave depth and height to being is consumed in the twilight of sameness. To revolt against this perversion is not to diminish woman but to restore her to her dignity. It is to affirm that difference and hierarchy are the ground of order, that polarity is the essence of love, that the higher destiny of mankind rests upon the distinction of the sexes. In defending this truth one does not merely preserve a passing custom, but upholds the principle of form itself. For in the bond of man and woman is mirrored the eternal strife of order with chaos, and in that strife the fate of the world is decided.show more

Winston Churchill once said that "we shape our buildings... and thereafter they shape us." There is a building in Rome that may be the most literal example of what he meant... It's called the Vittoriano, or the Altar of the Fatherland, and it stands at the foot of the Capitoline Hill, which has been a centre of Roman civic and religious life for more than two and a half thousand years. Italy had been a unified country for only twenty-four years when construction began. Before 1861, the peninsula had been a patchwork of kingdoms, duchies, papal lands and foreign provinces. The new nation was, in the words of the Italian statesman Massimo d'Azeglio, a state without a people: "We have made Italy. All that remains is to make Italians." The country existed on paper but it did not yet exist in the imagination of its citizens. In 1880, the government held a competition for a national monument to Victor Emmanuel II, the first king of the unified country. Five years later, the young architect Giuseppe Sacconi won with a design that proposed nothing less than a new sacred centre for the nation. It was inaugurated on 4 June 1911, on the fiftieth anniversary of Italian unification. It is 135 metres wide and 81 metres tall at the wings of the bronze quadrigas crowning its roof. Every surface is faced in brilliant white Botticino marble. Two enormous chariots of Victory ride along the skyline. In 1921, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier was installed at the base of the monument, with an eternal flame for the unidentified Italian dead of the First World War. Italian presidents regularly lay wreaths there during major state ceremonies. Locals colloquially call it the "Wedding Cake" or the "Typewriter", and architectural critics dismiss its scale and its unapologetic neoclassicism. The mockery has become part of how Italians know it. But underneath the jokes is a monument built for one of the most consequential moments in modern European history... Italy spent centuries divided between foreign powers and rival kingdoms. The Vittoriano commemorates the long struggle by which it became one nation. It is, in the end, the altar of the country itself. If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter read by over 50,000 people who love rediscovering the wonders of the past. You can join us here: I write about beauty in all its forms. If you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible.show more

Imagine carving a single block of marble until the... veil becomes so thin that the stone itself turns transparent. Antonio Canova, one of the greatest sculptors who ever lived, saw this statue and said he would have given 10 years of his life to have made it... It is called the Veiled Christ, and it has been called the most beautiful sculpture in the world. It sits in the Cappella Sansevero in Naples, a single block of marble carved in 1753 into the body of the dead Christ, lying beneath a shroud so thin and so perfectly rendered that, beneath it, you can see the swelling of the veins, the hollow of the closed eyes and the wound in the side. Prince Raimondo di Sangro had first hired a famous sculptor, Antonio Corradini, to carve it. Corradini died with nothing finished but a small terracotta sketch. The prince then handed the commission to a young and almost unknown Neapolitan named Giuseppe Sanmartino, and what Sanmartino produced was so far beyond what anyone expected that people refused to believe it was carved at all... The veil, they said, could not be marble. It had to be a real cloth that the prince, a notorious alchemist, had somehow turned to stone with a secret chemical process. The legend has never fully died, and Raimondo di Sangro did everything to deserve it. He was the head of the Neapolitan Masonic lodge, a polyglot who read Arabic and Hebrew, an inventor who built an "eternal flame" from chemicals of his own making. In the crypt beneath the chapel he kept two of his strangest creations: the "anatomical machines," two full human skeletons wrapped in astonishingly detailed reproductions of the entire human circulatory system, every artery and vein. For two centuries people believed he had somehow petrified the bodies of two living servants. Modern study has shown the skeletons are real, but the vascular systems were made by human hands. There is one more legend: it is said that when the Veiled Christ was finished, the prince had Sanmartino blinded, so that he could never create anything so beautiful again. It is almost certainly not true. But people have repeated it for two hundred and fifty years, because they needed an explanation for how a thing like this could exist, and be made only once, by a man almost no one had heard of, and never be equalled by anyone since... I write a weekly newsletter for over 50,000 people who love rediscovering the beauty of the past. You can join us at the link below, and if you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible: Thanks for reading.show more