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I've only ever almost died one time in my life. I got in a fight outside a bar and threw an uppercut that landed squarely on the bottom of his front teeth. His teeth broke and my hand was cut. I thought "Sucks to be that guy, serves him right for hitting me." My hand was red and swollen the next day. I had some leftover antibiotics I took. A few days later I collapsed in my hallway. Low blood pressure, high fever, and I was in septic shock. Ended up in the ICU trying to get my blood pressure up and stop my kidneys from failing and my fingers and toes from falling off. This dude needs antibiotics immediately.

I've only ever almost died one time in my life. I got in a fight outside a bar and threw an uppercut that landed squarely on the bottom of his front teeth. His teeth broke and my hand was cut. I thought "Sucks to be that guy, serves him right for hitting me." My hand was red and swollen the next day. I had some leftover antibiotics I took. A few days later I collapsed in my hallway. Low blood pressure, high fever, and I was in septic shock. Ended up in the ICU trying to get my blood pressure up and stop my kidneys from failing and my fingers and toes from falling off. This dude needs antibiotics immediately.

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NEW: Johnny Manziel says LeBron James tried taking him under his wing when he was suffering from depression that resulted in him trying to take his own life. Respect. Manziel discussed his regrets & took ownership for his mistakes he made in college & in the NFL. Manziel said he wants to apologize to anyone he wronged, specifically his teammates and role models he ignored. “LeBron would text me every week to come over to the house and watch a game or play poker with the boys and just tried to be there.” “I was so depressed for the first time in my life that even my biggest role model and inspiration in my life couldn't get me outta bed to come and hang out with him.” “I was dragging everybody that was tied to me through the mud. Now it's regret.” “I owe those people apology and hopefully one day down the line I'll be able to have the opportunity as a man to be able to look him in the eye and be able to do that.”

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Had the most strange night in a LONG time. At midnight, my ring cameras go off at the shop with deputies all over the property... I have no idea what is happening, and it gets insane from there. Moral of the story? You cannot be kind to people any more. A former employee reached out a week ago and asked if his girlfriend (who is like a daughter to me) and his 2 year old daughter could stay with us for a few days. I told him we didn't have room at the house currently, BUT she was welcome to stay in my RV at my shop until we could find her a place. I would make sure she was safe, and taken care of. This young man has been like family since he was 13. I taught him to weld. I have given him vehicles, employed him multiple times, etc. Tried my best to talk him out of the stupid stuff he does. Just petty crimes, fighting, evading police, etc. I have tried for years to get him to just straighten up and be the man I know he could be. Day before yesterday, he tells me he has a warrant out for his arrest and I tell him he cannot stay there with her. I can't have him staying there and getting me involved with whatever shit he had going on. She is welcome to stay, but he can't be there. He lost his mind and called me all sorts of things as he stomped out. Well, last night he decided he was staying there regardless, and when she wouldn't unlock the door, he decided to put his fist through the glass. Drugs destroy people, man. This young man had so much potential and I have tried and tried to get him clean and get him to a good life... Now, we all suffer, and I have to get his girlfriend and little girl away from him before he kills them. Just insane.

Had the most strange night in a LONG time. At midnight, my ring cameras go off at the shop with deputies all over the property... I have no idea what is happening, and it gets insane from there. Moral of the story? You cannot be kind to people any more. A former employee reached out a week ago and asked if his girlfriend (who is like a daughter to me) and his 2 year old daughter could stay with us for a few days. I told him we didn't have room at the house currently, BUT she was welcome to stay in my RV at my shop until we could find her a place. I would make sure she was safe, and taken care of. This young man has been like family since he was 13. I taught him to weld. I have given him vehicles, employed him multiple times, etc. Tried my best to talk him out of the stupid stuff he does. Just petty crimes, fighting, evading police, etc. I have tried for years to get him to just straighten up and be the man I know he could be. Day before yesterday, he tells me he has a warrant out for his arrest and I tell him he cannot stay there with her. I can't have him staying there and getting me involved with whatever shit he had going on. She is welcome to stay, but he can't be there. He lost his mind and called me all sorts of things as he stomped out. Well, last night he decided he was staying there regardless, and when she wouldn't unlock the door, he decided to put his fist through the glass. Drugs destroy people, man. This young man had so much potential and I have tried and tried to get him clean and get him to a good life... Now, we all suffer, and I have to get his girlfriend and little girl away from him before he kills them. Just insane.

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I've got enough experience doing this to know that it's probably going to be weeks rather than months for Mr. Atlas. Our wonderful house dog at Happy Doggo has had two huge operations and we've given him every chance imaginable. I've just noticed in the past few days that his energy levels have dropped. He's taken an extra hour in his bed. He's having longer lounges on the couch. His energy has dipped and his eyes are just that little bit cloudy. that has all been confirmed by blood work and lots of different tests. We are a rescue and ultimately we're judged on how many dogs we can save. I always knew that it would be a quality of life thing with Atlas and that ultimately we would not be able to give him a long life. I do happen to believe, though, that the work we do in making these dogs happy at the end of their lives is just as important as anything else we do at scale. Atlas is still at that stage where he has great spurts of energy and goes on walks and looks for attention from all his favorite humans. We'll wrap him up in cotton wool, pamper him, shower him in love and get him all the meds he can have. No stone will go unturned to make sure Atlas continues to live his dream life while he can. I always say that dogs live in the moment. Atlas can't remember his horrid times on the streets or his massive tumor that he carried around for years. All he knows is the love, attention, great food, and wonderful life he will have today. Every other day will be a bonus and we’ll be with him every step of the way ❤️

I've got enough experience doing this to know that it's probably going to be weeks rather than months for Mr. Atlas. Our wonderful house dog at Happy Doggo has had two huge operations and we've given him every chance imaginable. I've just noticed in the past few days that his energy levels have dropped. He's taken an extra hour in his bed. He's having longer lounges on the couch. His energy has dipped and his eyes are just that little bit cloudy. that has all been confirmed by blood work and lots of different tests. We are a rescue and ultimately we're judged on how many dogs we can save. I always knew that it would be a quality of life thing with Atlas and that ultimately we would not be able to give him a long life. I do happen to believe, though, that the work we do in making these dogs happy at the end of their lives is just as important as anything else we do at scale. Atlas is still at that stage where he has great spurts of energy and goes on walks and looks for attention from all his favorite humans. We'll wrap him up in cotton wool, pamper him, shower him in love and get him all the meds he can have. No stone will go unturned to make sure Atlas continues to live his dream life while he can. I always say that dogs live in the moment. Atlas can't remember his horrid times on the streets or his massive tumor that he carried around for years. All he knows is the love, attention, great food, and wonderful life he will have today. Every other day will be a bonus and we’ll be with him every step of the way ❤️

Niall Harbison

177,001 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

Who needs the Epstein files—the first 16 women to accuse Trump speak out. 👇 #1 Cathy Heller—"He took my hand, and grabbed me, and went for the lips." #2 Jill Harth—"And he just slipped his hand there, touching my private part." #3 Temple Taggart—"He turned to me and embraced me and gave me a kiss on the lips. And I remember being shocked, because I would have just thought to shake somebody's hand, but that was his first response." #4 Cassandra Searles—"He continually grabbed my ass and invited me to his hotel room." #5 Jessica Leeds—"It was a real shock when all of a sudden his hands were all over me. But it's when he started putting his hand up my skirt, and that was it. That was it." #6 Kristin Anderson—"The person on my right, who unbeknownst to me at that time was Donald Trump, put their hand up my skirt. He did touch my vagina through my underwear." #7 Lisa Boyne—"As the women walked across the table, Donald Trump would look up under their skirt and, you know, comment on whether they had underwear or didn't have underwear. I didn't want to have to walk across the table. I wanted to get out of there." #8 Karena Virginia—"Then his hand touched the right inside of my breast. I felt intimidated and I felt powerless." #9 Mindy McGillivray—"Melania was standing right next to him when he touched my butt. She also caught him at the first encounter that we had." #10 Rachel Crooks—"He kissed me directly on the mouth. It was so inappropriate. He thought I was so insignificant he could do that." #11 Natasha Stoynoff—"I don't really care if he finds me attractive or not. Apparently, he found me attractive enough 11 years ago. I think that he's saying there that only pretty women get assaulted." #12 Jessica Drake—"When we entered the room, he grabbed each of us tightly in a hug and kissed each one of us without asking permission. After that, I received another call from either Donald or a male calling on his behalf, offering me ten thousand dollars. His actions are a huge testament to his character, that of uncontrollable misogyny, entitlement, and being a sexual assault apologist." #13 Ninni Laaksonen—"He really grabbed my butt. Mr. Trump was a slimy man!" #14 Samantha Holvey—"I'm sitting there in my robe and having my makeup and hair done and everything, and he comes walking in, and I was just like, Oh my goodness, like what is he doing back here? I saw him walk into the dressing room. He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless, other girls were naked." #15 Tash Dixon—"He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked. Walking in when we're naked or half naked in a very physically vulnerable position." #16 Summer Zervos—"And he came to me and started kissing me open-mouthed as he was pulling me towards him. He then grabbed my shoulder and began kissing me again very aggressively and placed his hand on my breast. And I said, come on, man, get real. He repeated my words back to me. Get real. As he began thrusting his genitals." #DemVoice1 #wtpBLUE #DemsUnited

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Who needs the Epstein files—the first 16 women to accuse Trump speak out. 👇 #1 Cathy Heller—"He took my hand, and grabbed me, and went for the lips." #2 Jill Harth—"And he just slipped his hand there, touching my private part." #3 Temple Taggart—"He turned to me and embraced me and gave me a kiss on the lips. And I remember being shocked, because I would have just thought to shake somebody's hand, but that was his first response." #4 Cassandra Searles—"He continually grabbed my ass and invited me to his hotel room." #5 Jessica Leeds—"It was a real shock when all of a sudden his hands were all over me. But it's when he started putting his hand up my skirt, and that was it. That was it." #6 Kristin Anderson—"The person on my right, who unbeknownst to me at that time was Donald Trump, put their hand up my skirt. He did touch my vagina through my underwear." #7 Lisa Boyne—"As the women walked across the table, Donald Trump would look up under their skirt and, you know, comment on whether they had underwear or didn't have underwear. I didn't want to have to walk across the table. I wanted to get out of there." #8 Karena Virginia—"Then his hand touched the right inside of my breast. I felt intimidated and I felt powerless." #9 Mindy McGillivray—"Melania was standing right next to him when he touched my butt. She also caught him at the first encounter that we had." #10 Rachel Crooks—"He kissed me directly on the mouth. It was so inappropriate. He thought I was so insignificant he could do that." #11 Natasha Stoynoff—"I don't really care if he finds me attractive or not. Apparently, he found me attractive enough 11 years ago. I think that he's saying there that only pretty women get assaulted." #12 Jessica Drake—"When we entered the room, he grabbed each of us tightly in a hug and kissed each one of us without asking permission. After that, I received another call from either Donald or a male calling on his behalf, offering me ten thousand dollars. His actions are a huge testament to his character, that of uncontrollable misogyny, entitlement, and being a sexual assault apologist." #13 Ninni Laaksonen—"He really grabbed my butt. Mr. Trump was a slimy man!" #14 Samantha Holvey—"I'm sitting there in my robe and having my makeup and hair done and everything, and he comes walking in, and I was just like, Oh my goodness, like what is he doing back here? I saw him walk into the dressing room. He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless, other girls were naked." #15 Tash Dixon—"He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked. Walking in when we're naked or half naked in a very physically vulnerable position." #16 Summer Zervos—"And he came to me and started kissing me open-mouthed as he was pulling me towards him. He then grabbed my shoulder and began kissing me again very aggressively and placed his hand on my breast. And I said, come on, man, get real. He repeated my words back to me. Get real. As he began thrusting his genitals." #DemVoice1 #wtpBLUE #DemsUnited

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The original Epstein list—the first 16 women to accuse Trump speak out. 👇 #1 Cathy Heller—"He took my hand, grabbed me, and went for the lips." #2 Jill Harth—"And he just slipped his hand there, touching my private part." #3 Temple Taggart—"He turned to me and embraced me and gave me a kiss on the lips. And I remember being shocked, because I would have just thought to shake somebody's hand, but that was his first response." #4 Cassandra Searles—"He continually grabbed my ass and invited me to his hotel room." #5 Jessica Leeds—"It was a real shock when all of a sudden his hands were all over me. But it's when he started putting his hand up my skirt, and that was it. That was it." #6 Kristin Anderson—"The person on my right, who unbeknownst to me at that time was Donald Trump, put their hand up my skirt. He did touch my vagina through my underwear." #7 Lisa Boyne—"As the women walked across the table, Donald Trump would look up under their skirt and, you know, comment on whether they had underwear or didn't have underwear. I didn't want to have to walk across the table. I wanted to get out of there." #8 Karena Virginia—"Then his hand touched the right inside of my breast. I felt intimidated and I felt powerless." #9 Mindy McGillivray—"Melania was standing right next to him when he touched my butt. She also caught him at the first encounter that we had." #10 Rachel Crooks—"He kissed me directly on the mouth. It was so inappropriate. He thought I was so insignificant he could do that." #11 Natasha Stoynoff—"I don't really care if he finds me attractive or not. Apparently, he found me attractive enough 11 years ago. I think that he's saying there that only pretty women get assaulted." #12 Jessica Drake—"When we entered the room, he grabbed each of us tightly in a hug and kissed each one of us without asking permission. After that, I received another call from either Donald or a male calling on his behalf, offering me ten thousand dollars. His actions are a huge testament to his character, that of uncontrollable misogyny, entitlement, and being a sexual assault apologist." #13 Ninni Laaksonen—"He really grabbed my butt. Mr. Trump was a slimy man!" #14 Samantha Holvey—"I'm sitting there in my robe and having my makeup and hair done and everything, and he comes walking in, and I was just like, Oh my goodness, like what is he doing back here? I saw him walk into the dressing room. He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked." #15 Tash Dixon—"He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked. Walking in when we're naked or half naked in a very physically vulnerable position." #16 Summer Zervos—"And he came to me and started kissing me open-mouthed as he was pulling me towards him. He then grabbed my shoulder and began kissing me again, very aggressively, and placed his hand on my breast. And I said, 'Come on, man, get real.' He repeated my words back to me, 'Get real,' As he began thrusting his genitals." #DemsUnited

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The original Epstein list—the first 16 women to accuse Trump speak out. 👇 #1 Cathy Heller—"He took my hand, grabbed me, and went for the lips." #2 Jill Harth—"And he just slipped his hand there, touching my private part." #3 Temple Taggart—"He turned to me and embraced me and gave me a kiss on the lips. And I remember being shocked, because I would have just thought to shake somebody's hand, but that was his first response." #4 Cassandra Searles—"He continually grabbed my ass and invited me to his hotel room." #5 Jessica Leeds—"It was a real shock when all of a sudden his hands were all over me. But it's when he started putting his hand up my skirt, and that was it. That was it." #6 Kristin Anderson—"The person on my right, who unbeknownst to me at that time was Donald Trump, put their hand up my skirt. He did touch my vagina through my underwear." #7 Lisa Boyne—"As the women walked across the table, Donald Trump would look up under their skirt and, you know, comment on whether they had underwear or didn't have underwear. I didn't want to have to walk across the table. I wanted to get out of there." #8 Karena Virginia—"Then his hand touched the right inside of my breast. I felt intimidated and I felt powerless." #9 Mindy McGillivray—"Melania was standing right next to him when he touched my butt. She also caught him at the first encounter that we had." #10 Rachel Crooks—"He kissed me directly on the mouth. It was so inappropriate. He thought I was so insignificant he could do that." #11 Natasha Stoynoff—"I don't really care if he finds me attractive or not. Apparently, he found me attractive enough 11 years ago. I think that he's saying there that only pretty women get assaulted." #12 Jessica Drake—"When we entered the room, he grabbed each of us tightly in a hug and kissed each one of us without asking permission. After that, I received another call from either Donald or a male calling on his behalf, offering me ten thousand dollars. His actions are a huge testament to his character, that of uncontrollable misogyny, entitlement, and being a sexual assault apologist." #13 Ninni Laaksonen—"He really grabbed my butt. Mr. Trump was a slimy man!" #14 Samantha Holvey—"I'm sitting there in my robe and having my makeup and hair done and everything, and he comes walking in, and I was just like, Oh my goodness, like what is he doing back here? I saw him walk into the dressing room. He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked." #15 Tash Dixon—"He just came strolling right in. There was no second to put a robe on. Some girls were topless, and other girls were naked. Walking in when we're naked or half naked in a very physically vulnerable position." #16 Summer Zervos—"And he came to me and started kissing me open-mouthed as he was pulling me towards him. He then grabbed my shoulder and began kissing me again, very aggressively, and placed his hand on my breast. And I said, 'Come on, man, get real.' He repeated my words back to me, 'Get real,' As he began thrusting his genitals." #DemsUnited

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Charlie Hunnam says a taxi driver Googled him mid-ride and played a video called “Whatever Happened to Charlie Hunnam” “I was in a taxi recently and the guy thought he recognized me. He asked my name, I told him, and then he decided to Google me while he was driving” “He played the first video that came up over the speakers. The title was, ‘Whatever Happened to Charlie Hunnam.’ It was just this catalog of all my failures in life” “I got out just as it said, ‘And then came the catastrophic failure that was King Arthur.’ Then a guy came up like, ‘Bro, you are so important to me. I love your show.’ I thought, ‘This is what I need right now.’ He said, ‘Yeah, I watch every episode of Vikings’”

Charlie Hunnam says a taxi driver Googled him mid-ride and played a video called “Whatever Happened to Charlie Hunnam” “I was in a taxi recently and the guy thought he recognized me. He asked my name, I told him, and then he decided to Google me while he was driving” “He played the first video that came up over the speakers. The title was, ‘Whatever Happened to Charlie Hunnam.’ It was just this catalog of all my failures in life” “I got out just as it said, ‘And then came the catastrophic failure that was King Arthur.’ Then a guy came up like, ‘Bro, you are so important to me. I love your show.’ I thought, ‘This is what I need right now.’ He said, ‘Yeah, I watch every episode of Vikings’”

Yonan

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My brothers and sisters, I am back! I want to thank each and every one of you, from the bottom of my heart. I felt all the healing vibes and great thoughts being shared to me. It meant, has meant, a great deal to me, and I appreciate every one of you. I will take my time and respond to each and every well wish I received. Y’all deserve that from me. It may take me a while, but it will be done. Last Saturday, July 6, I suffered a massive heart attack. When I entered the hospital, my heart was functioning at a mere 18%. Yes, I should not be here. But, to all the miracle workers that make it their mission to save lives, they saved mine, with 5 stents and some balloons, and was able to clear all blockages. Y’all wishes and healing vibes, again, were right there with me. Do the job as well! So, exactly one week to the day, I am discharged and am now at home to further recuperate! So, from the bottom of my, improving heart, thank you all once again for keeping those healing vibes coming my way. I needed every last one of them. Much love to all, -Jas Play it loud! This song, has always had a spot in my heart, more-so now than ever before!

My brothers and sisters, I am back! I want to thank each and every one of you, from the bottom of my heart. I felt all the healing vibes and great thoughts being shared to me. It meant, has meant, a great deal to me, and I appreciate every one of you. I will take my time and respond to each and every well wish I received. Y’all deserve that from me. It may take me a while, but it will be done. Last Saturday, July 6, I suffered a massive heart attack. When I entered the hospital, my heart was functioning at a mere 18%. Yes, I should not be here. But, to all the miracle workers that make it their mission to save lives, they saved mine, with 5 stents and some balloons, and was able to clear all blockages. Y’all wishes and healing vibes, again, were right there with me. Do the job as well! So, exactly one week to the day, I am discharged and am now at home to further recuperate! So, from the bottom of my, improving heart, thank you all once again for keeping those healing vibes coming my way. I needed every last one of them. Much love to all, -Jas Play it loud! This song, has always had a spot in my heart, more-so now than ever before!

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26,383 Aufrufe • vor 2 Jahren

Tales of Wudan - The Mysterious Old Man In the year 644, as a young student of the Wudan style, it was my job to sweep the training area each morning. ‍ I started this job at 3:45am - and, with vigor, would finish with a few minutes to spare before the 6am training. ‍ There was an old man with no hands and no feet - the only man, to whom Master Po would bow - who would sit atop a tree trunk and watch me complete this task. ‍ Every morning, he appeared and watched in admiration. It was a full 219 years, before I mustered the courage to speak with him. “Why do you watch me sweep?” I asked, puzzled. ‍ “Ah, young Cobra, what better unison of the hands and the feet than sweeping a floor? If you were in my position, you would savour the task!” he replied. ‍ I looked at the stumps where his hands and feet once were, then looked up at him. He knew what I wanted to ask... But I was afraid to appear disrespectful. ‍ Truly, it was none of my business. Curiosity got the better of me. “What happened to you?” I said, looking towards the ground. ‍ I was sure he was contemplating reprimanding me. I was pleased, when he began to speak. ‍ “Wudan was not always such a peaceful place,” he began. “Warring tribes fought for this mountains power and strange creatures lurked in every corner. Before myself and a few brave others, including Master Po, banished them from the mountain.” ‍ I placed my broom on the floor, sat down and continued to listen. ‍ “While fighting bandits near the Yushu river, a water snake grabbed my right foot and began to pull me under. Fearing for my life, and unable to see the snake through the bloodied water, I removed my right foot with one slice of my sword. The only alternative was to drown.” ‍ Still looking down, I raised my eyes to take a glimpse at his right stump. “What about your left foot?” I asked. ‍ He placed his right leg under his robe and exposed his left before continuing his story. ‍ “The next day, I was limping and slowing the group down. I asked to be left to die, but Po demanded that I fight. Soon, a daughter of a previously slain bandit had spotted us and fired an arrow from a ridge which landed squarely in my left foot. Fearing gangrene, I removed my left foot with one slice of my sword.” ‍ “What happened to your hands?” I asked quickly. ‍ “My left hand was snared by a Golden Dragon in that now empty cave you children enjoy, to avoid being pulled into darkness and killed. I removed my left hand with one slice of my sword...” ‍ He paused. “My right hand was caught in a bear trap the same afternoon, fearing death, I removed it with my teeth.” ‍ I looked at his right hands stump. It was ragged. Not a clean cut like the others. It still looked painful. He looked relieved when the story was over, it pained him to relive the events. ‍ He took a sigh of relief and moved his gaze from me back over to the floor I was sweeping. I however was confused. ‍ “How did you find the strength, to remove limb after limb in such gruesome fashion? I don’t think I could do that.” ‍ He smiled. “Well then you would be dead. And you would never tell your story to anybody, would you? I didn’t find the strength to die.” ‍ I bowed and returned to sweeping. The conversation made me minutes late for training. Master Po beat me severely. ‍ The next morning when I rose to sweep, the man was not there. I never saw him again. ‍ Such is the way of Wudan.

Tales of Wudan - The Mysterious Old Man In the year 644, as a young student of the Wudan style, it was my job to sweep the training area each morning. ‍ I started this job at 3:45am - and, with vigor, would finish with a few minutes to spare before the 6am training. ‍ There was an old man with no hands and no feet - the only man, to whom Master Po would bow - who would sit atop a tree trunk and watch me complete this task. ‍ Every morning, he appeared and watched in admiration. It was a full 219 years, before I mustered the courage to speak with him. “Why do you watch me sweep?” I asked, puzzled. ‍ “Ah, young Cobra, what better unison of the hands and the feet than sweeping a floor? If you were in my position, you would savour the task!” he replied. ‍ I looked at the stumps where his hands and feet once were, then looked up at him. He knew what I wanted to ask... But I was afraid to appear disrespectful. ‍ Truly, it was none of my business. Curiosity got the better of me. “What happened to you?” I said, looking towards the ground. ‍ I was sure he was contemplating reprimanding me. I was pleased, when he began to speak. ‍ “Wudan was not always such a peaceful place,” he began. “Warring tribes fought for this mountains power and strange creatures lurked in every corner. Before myself and a few brave others, including Master Po, banished them from the mountain.” ‍ I placed my broom on the floor, sat down and continued to listen. ‍ “While fighting bandits near the Yushu river, a water snake grabbed my right foot and began to pull me under. Fearing for my life, and unable to see the snake through the bloodied water, I removed my right foot with one slice of my sword. The only alternative was to drown.” ‍ Still looking down, I raised my eyes to take a glimpse at his right stump. “What about your left foot?” I asked. ‍ He placed his right leg under his robe and exposed his left before continuing his story. ‍ “The next day, I was limping and slowing the group down. I asked to be left to die, but Po demanded that I fight. Soon, a daughter of a previously slain bandit had spotted us and fired an arrow from a ridge which landed squarely in my left foot. Fearing gangrene, I removed my left foot with one slice of my sword.” ‍ “What happened to your hands?” I asked quickly. ‍ “My left hand was snared by a Golden Dragon in that now empty cave you children enjoy, to avoid being pulled into darkness and killed. I removed my left hand with one slice of my sword...” ‍ He paused. “My right hand was caught in a bear trap the same afternoon, fearing death, I removed it with my teeth.” ‍ I looked at his right hands stump. It was ragged. Not a clean cut like the others. It still looked painful. He looked relieved when the story was over, it pained him to relive the events. ‍ He took a sigh of relief and moved his gaze from me back over to the floor I was sweeping. I however was confused. ‍ “How did you find the strength, to remove limb after limb in such gruesome fashion? I don’t think I could do that.” ‍ He smiled. “Well then you would be dead. And you would never tell your story to anybody, would you? I didn’t find the strength to die.” ‍ I bowed and returned to sweeping. The conversation made me minutes late for training. Master Po beat me severely. ‍ The next morning when I rose to sweep, the man was not there. I never saw him again. ‍ Such is the way of Wudan.

Tales of Wudan

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a onedoor asked jaehyun to do a challenge with jungkook sunbaenim, but he said he couldn’t because he’d be too nervous 😭 🐶 i’m not sure if i can talk about this, but i’m being a bit cautious too.. i don’t think i could do that, because.. wow, i saw him passing by at the company from about 30m away.. and i recognised him just from his back, but i got so nervous that my hands were shaking while i was on my way to the bathroom, so i just waited until he left, then went into the gym, but he was there too, and i felt like i couldn’t even breathe in the same space as him, so i greeted him and came back out.. 😂 ah really.. i was so nervous.. ah… in a way, he’s kind of like my first love from my school days.. so it’s.. not easy

a onedoor asked jaehyun to do a challenge with jungkook sunbaenim, but he said he couldn’t because he’d be too nervous 😭 🐶 i’m not sure if i can talk about this, but i’m being a bit cautious too.. i don’t think i could do that, because.. wow, i saw him passing by at the company from about 30m away.. and i recognised him just from his back, but i got so nervous that my hands were shaking while i was on my way to the bathroom, so i just waited until he left, then went into the gym, but he was there too, and i felt like i couldn’t even breathe in the same space as him, so i greeted him and came back out.. 😂 ah really.. i was so nervous.. ah… in a way, he’s kind of like my first love from my school days.. so it’s.. not easy

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