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AlphaTyler Tickled in the Stocks (Part 5) Now that @AlphaTylersFeet has his big toes tied together (which instantly gets me hard seeing) it's time for the punishment to get taken up another notch. These giant feet are held in place for me to use the brushes and then my gloves. He thinks he's in tickle hell now until he feels the oil begin to be drizzled on his soles... that's when he realizes that NOW he's truly fucked.
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Just got back from the gym, deadly hot and humid today. My feet are drenched in sweat and have a very pungent vinegary smell, as always in summer. I gave this little slave an opportunity to be useful by licking my feet clean. He was just to small, I even tried to convert him into a stress reliever. As always, their little bodies are just to small and easily crush beneath my thick soles. Maybe I need to keep them a little bigger going forward. #giantess #giantessfeet #macrophilia

✨Giantess Goddess Peach✨

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"Stonebwoy was my student at GIMPA. Back then, he would step in to help students who couldn’t pay their fees, especially around exam time when people were being thrown out of classrooms and barred from writing. He always found a way to support them. I’m glad he now wants to institutionalize this effort, so beneficiaries can go through a proper process and be selected in advance instead of waiting until exam day. I really commend Stonebwoy for taking this initiative." ~ PROF. LORD MAWUKO YEVUGAH ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR OF INTERNATIONAL RELATIONS & COMPARATIVE POLITICAL ECONOMY OF DEVELOPMENT, GIMPA
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"Stonebwoy was my student at GIMPA. Back then, he would step in to help students who couldn’t pay their fees, especially around exam time when people were being thrown out of classrooms and barred from writing. He always found a way to support them. I’m glad he now wants to institutionalize this effort, so beneficiaries can go through a proper process and be selected in advance instead of waiting until exam day. I really commend Stonebwoy for taking this initiative." ~ PROF. LORD MAWUKO YEVUGAH ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR OF INTERNATIONAL RELATIONS & COMPARATIVE POLITICAL ECONOMY OF DEVELOPMENT, GIMPA

THE AGYEKUM

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🚨EMERGENCY PLEASE READ🚨 2,500 worth of belongs stolen. I can’t believe I’m saying this because I just found my bag yesterday. But I was robbed. I attended WrestleLIT™ at the SUBSTANCE. I asked a staff member if they could hold my bag as I didn’t want to carry it around as I just came from a show and just wanted to chill. They said they’d hold onto it, later in the night I asked if I could have my bag back and they said they couldn’t find it. I asked if it would be in lost & found and they said yes. At the end of the night they couldn’t find it but said to call back in the morning. The next day I get a notification from my air tag that my bag wasn’t at the substance anymore. But ACTIVELY traveling in Vegas. After hunting it down, it was in possession of a homeless man who when I confronted tried to attack me. After dealing with him i forced him to give me my ID cards and I made him walk me to where he dumped my stuff, only my AirPods and a shirt was left. He said he got my bag from someone else. ALL of my gear, including my boots & tights made in Japan is gone. Including all of my clothes & all of the money I made this weekend. This is the fault of the substance for putting my clothes OUTSIDE THE VENUE. I’m fucked and shattered.
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🚨EMERGENCY PLEASE READ🚨 2,500 worth of belongs stolen. I can’t believe I’m saying this because I just found my bag yesterday. But I was robbed. I attended WrestleLIT™ at the SUBSTANCE. I asked a staff member if they could hold my bag as I didn’t want to carry it around as I just came from a show and just wanted to chill. They said they’d hold onto it, later in the night I asked if I could have my bag back and they said they couldn’t find it. I asked if it would be in lost & found and they said yes. At the end of the night they couldn’t find it but said to call back in the morning. The next day I get a notification from my air tag that my bag wasn’t at the substance anymore. But ACTIVELY traveling in Vegas. After hunting it down, it was in possession of a homeless man who when I confronted tried to attack me. After dealing with him i forced him to give me my ID cards and I made him walk me to where he dumped my stuff, only my AirPods and a shirt was left. He said he got my bag from someone else. ALL of my gear, including my boots & tights made in Japan is gone. Including all of my clothes & all of the money I made this weekend. This is the fault of the substance for putting my clothes OUTSIDE THE VENUE. I’m fucked and shattered.

robert martyr • ロバート・マーター

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Jason Tickled in the TICKLE CHAIR Next up on deck is Jason Tickless 🪶🪶🪶 who is a baby bear that was brave enough to take a spin in my Tickle Chair. He saw the guys I demolished in my chair and still had the balls to jump in. You gotta have some BIG balls to do that, and he does. In fact, he got a little sassy with me in the beginning, but I got my ways of humbling guys REAL QUICK. I could tell that after I peeled of his drenched socks and dived into his soles that his feet were absolutely DRIPPING is sweat. Uh oh, is somebody nervous?? Good, he should be, because he's only at the beginning of a very long and BRUTAL punishment ahead of him. (I'm not kidding you when I say that this guy gets HUMBLED which you will see in the later upcoming parts)
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Jason Tickled in the TICKLE CHAIR Next up on deck is Jason Tickless 🪶🪶🪶 who is a baby bear that was brave enough to take a spin in my Tickle Chair. He saw the guys I demolished in my chair and still had the balls to jump in. You gotta have some BIG balls to do that, and he does. In fact, he got a little sassy with me in the beginning, but I got my ways of humbling guys REAL QUICK. I could tell that after I peeled of his drenched socks and dived into his soles that his feet were absolutely DRIPPING is sweat. Uh oh, is somebody nervous?? Good, he should be, because he's only at the beginning of a very long and BRUTAL punishment ahead of him. (I'm not kidding you when I say that this guy gets HUMBLED which you will see in the later upcoming parts)

LA Tickle

14,957 görüntüleme • 3 ay önce

--Grannys Pleasant Day -- Ororon wanted to make up for the trouble he had caused his granny by colluding with Capitano. Hoping to lift her mood, he knew exactly what would make her happy—some quality time with his gramps, Aether, a few romance novels, and a soothing foot massage. Who was Citlali to deny such an offer? They may have had a little bump in the road when they all shrank thanks to one of Ororon's mysterious mushrooms, but they were still determined to go with the plan. After finding them in their new puny size, she eagerly dove onto the bed, causing the tiny trio to lose their balance from the sheer force of her landing. Settling in with her books, she was more than ready to enjoy the moment. Aether leaned comfortably against Citlali’s soft, bouncy chest, preparing for a cozy reading session. Meanwhile, Ororon and Paimon quickly made their way to her feet before she lifted them, eagerly pressing into her smooth, slightly sweaty soles. Citlali relished every second of it, enjoying her favorite novels while being pampered. As she glanced down, she admired their dedication—though after a while, Paimon grew too exhausted to continue. She rolled onto her back to rest, only to tumble right into the crevice between Citlali’s toes. Before she could escape, the giant digits instinctively curled, trapping her in their gentle grip. Citlali, amused by the sensation, made no effort to help, too absorbed in her novel to care. Turning back to Aether, she absentmindedly shifted, accidentally smothering him under her chest. Realizing her mistake, she quickly moved, watching as he crawled back to his spot—slightly shaken but otherwise fine. Wanting to reassure him, she reached out and gently petted him, enjoying the feeling of his tiny form beneath her fingertips. Then, to her surprise, Aether hugged her in return. The unexpected affection sent a flustered blush across her face, and without thinking, she instinctively pushed her feet together in embarrassment—completely forgetting about Ororon and Paimon still trapped in between. The sudden motion pressed them even deeper into her soles as her toes clenched reflexively, trapping them in her warm, pillowy flesh. She just couldn’t help it.
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--Grannys Pleasant Day -- Ororon wanted to make up for the trouble he had caused his granny by colluding with Capitano. Hoping to lift her mood, he knew exactly what would make her happy—some quality time with his gramps, Aether, a few romance novels, and a soothing foot massage. Who was Citlali to deny such an offer? They may have had a little bump in the road when they all shrank thanks to one of Ororon's mysterious mushrooms, but they were still determined to go with the plan. After finding them in their new puny size, she eagerly dove onto the bed, causing the tiny trio to lose their balance from the sheer force of her landing. Settling in with her books, she was more than ready to enjoy the moment. Aether leaned comfortably against Citlali’s soft, bouncy chest, preparing for a cozy reading session. Meanwhile, Ororon and Paimon quickly made their way to her feet before she lifted them, eagerly pressing into her smooth, slightly sweaty soles. Citlali relished every second of it, enjoying her favorite novels while being pampered. As she glanced down, she admired their dedication—though after a while, Paimon grew too exhausted to continue. She rolled onto her back to rest, only to tumble right into the crevice between Citlali’s toes. Before she could escape, the giant digits instinctively curled, trapping her in their gentle grip. Citlali, amused by the sensation, made no effort to help, too absorbed in her novel to care. Turning back to Aether, she absentmindedly shifted, accidentally smothering him under her chest. Realizing her mistake, she quickly moved, watching as he crawled back to his spot—slightly shaken but otherwise fine. Wanting to reassure him, she reached out and gently petted him, enjoying the feeling of his tiny form beneath her fingertips. Then, to her surprise, Aether hugged her in return. The unexpected affection sent a flustered blush across her face, and without thinking, she instinctively pushed her feet together in embarrassment—completely forgetting about Ororon and Paimon still trapped in between. The sudden motion pressed them even deeper into her soles as her toes clenched reflexively, trapping them in her warm, pillowy flesh. She just couldn’t help it.

Bantoras

66,368 görüntüleme • 1 yıl önce

This, THIS was a scream for help. A scream no one heard. Liam went through so much all by himself. And people unnecessarily hate(d) him so much for nothing. You call(ed) him an alcoholic drug addict and tarnish(ed) his image as much as you could. Until the last moment AND even now. I'll never forget anyone who did this. Not in a million years. And I'll NEVER forgive you. You never understood him. You never understood what addiction is. You only blamed him. You didn't and still don't want to accept that addiction might be a way to hide depression. And this shows. Depression is always underestimated but when it is about a public figure, it's even worse. You simply never cared about him. And that shows what kind of people you are. Scums. Hating him for no reason at all. Also “Y thing went wrong in life, so I blocked Liam Payne”. Fuck you, from all my heart. Liam never deserved anything that happened. He was such a bright soul, such an amazing person, with the warmest heart. He was supposed to be HERE with US now, not 6 feet under, in cold, alone, with no blanket to keep him warm. I will hate you for this for the rest of my life. And I will hate you in my next life too. I hope at least a part of his pain, even the smallest part, will go back to you. You won't be able to bear it. He was strong, you aren't. But you deserve it. And you, exactly the ones who did this to him, the ones who ended him, I know you'll probably never be able to feel the pain you gave him, but I hope the guilt will eat you alive and that karma will hit you when you least expect it. We can't brink Liam back, no matter what we do (believe me, I’d do ANYTHING possible in this world if I know it'll bring him back) but at least I hope you will pay for what you did. We’ll get #JusticeForLiam, you have my promise I'm with you, Liam. Always. I hope you know that. Be well up there
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This, THIS was a scream for help. A scream no one heard. Liam went through so much all by himself. And people unnecessarily hate(d) him so much for nothing. You call(ed) him an alcoholic drug addict and tarnish(ed) his image as much as you could. Until the last moment AND even now. I'll never forget anyone who did this. Not in a million years. And I'll NEVER forgive you. You never understood him. You never understood what addiction is. You only blamed him. You didn't and still don't want to accept that addiction might be a way to hide depression. And this shows. Depression is always underestimated but when it is about a public figure, it's even worse. You simply never cared about him. And that shows what kind of people you are. Scums. Hating him for no reason at all. Also “Y thing went wrong in life, so I blocked Liam Payne”. Fuck you, from all my heart. Liam never deserved anything that happened. He was such a bright soul, such an amazing person, with the warmest heart. He was supposed to be HERE with US now, not 6 feet under, in cold, alone, with no blanket to keep him warm. I will hate you for this for the rest of my life. And I will hate you in my next life too. I hope at least a part of his pain, even the smallest part, will go back to you. You won't be able to bear it. He was strong, you aren't. But you deserve it. And you, exactly the ones who did this to him, the ones who ended him, I know you'll probably never be able to feel the pain you gave him, but I hope the guilt will eat you alive and that karma will hit you when you least expect it. We can't brink Liam back, no matter what we do (believe me, I’d do ANYTHING possible in this world if I know it'll bring him back) but at least I hope you will pay for what you did. We’ll get #JusticeForLiam, you have my promise I'm with you, Liam. Always. I hope you know that. Be well up there

Vicky Nicole ⁷ ❯❯❯❯❯

24,022 görüntüleme • 1 yıl önce

The way we all kept asking for flashbacks to understand Cihan and Alya better, yet no one is talking about these beauties. Both Alya and Cihan think back to their favorite moments, and that helps highlight what their current strife is. For instance, Alya thinks about Cihan's confession, his 'I love you' moment. But before that, she thinks about how he tells her to never let go of his hand. And you can almost hear Alya thinking, 'Does he still want to hold on to my hand? Does he still want me to hold his?' And that's precisely why she pulls her hand back in the scene right before this, because while he tells her he loves her in ep32, he also says he can't ignore his brother. Which is neither here nor there. And she wants clarity. She wants him to say I choose you l, like she chose him. Meanwhile, Cihan thinks about Alya's confession and her 'seni seviyorum.' And his next flashback features Alya telling him 'Hurry back, I'll be waiting for you.' And in that moment, it's as if Cihan is asking himself, 'Is she still waiting for me? Does she even want me anymore?' In the last episode, seeing Alya crash out and say, 'What didn't I go through in the past year?' seems to him as if she's lumping their time together in that sentence, too. She isn't, of course, but Ciho doesn't know that. So, essentially, their talk later on clears out the air for Cihan. Because Alya is super clear about what she wants. But, when she throws down the gauntlet and says, 'If you don't have the courage to stand by me, I'll take me son and leave' Cihan never gets the chance to clarify himself as they're interrupted by Deniz. Thankfully, not all is lost. Alya is still pissed at Ciho when they return, but when Cihan tells her not to return to the koltuk because neither of them have the strength to return to the past, it gives Alya hope. It's Cihan's way of saying don't try and go back to the way things were because I can't/won't do that anymore. No doubt Cihan bey will make matters even clearer to his wife soon, but for now, this was a beautifully written sequence. These two lovable idiots may take some time before they're sure of themselves, but once they commit, they don't give up ❤️✨️ #CihAl #UzakŞehir
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The way we all kept asking for flashbacks to understand Cihan and Alya better, yet no one is talking about these beauties. Both Alya and Cihan think back to their favorite moments, and that helps highlight what their current strife is. For instance, Alya thinks about Cihan's confession, his 'I love you' moment. But before that, she thinks about how he tells her to never let go of his hand. And you can almost hear Alya thinking, 'Does he still want to hold on to my hand? Does he still want me to hold his?' And that's precisely why she pulls her hand back in the scene right before this, because while he tells her he loves her in ep32, he also says he can't ignore his brother. Which is neither here nor there. And she wants clarity. She wants him to say I choose you l, like she chose him. Meanwhile, Cihan thinks about Alya's confession and her 'seni seviyorum.' And his next flashback features Alya telling him 'Hurry back, I'll be waiting for you.' And in that moment, it's as if Cihan is asking himself, 'Is she still waiting for me? Does she even want me anymore?' In the last episode, seeing Alya crash out and say, 'What didn't I go through in the past year?' seems to him as if she's lumping their time together in that sentence, too. She isn't, of course, but Ciho doesn't know that. So, essentially, their talk later on clears out the air for Cihan. Because Alya is super clear about what she wants. But, when she throws down the gauntlet and says, 'If you don't have the courage to stand by me, I'll take me son and leave' Cihan never gets the chance to clarify himself as they're interrupted by Deniz. Thankfully, not all is lost. Alya is still pissed at Ciho when they return, but when Cihan tells her not to return to the koltuk because neither of them have the strength to return to the past, it gives Alya hope. It's Cihan's way of saying don't try and go back to the way things were because I can't/won't do that anymore. No doubt Cihan bey will make matters even clearer to his wife soon, but for now, this was a beautifully written sequence. These two lovable idiots may take some time before they're sure of themselves, but once they commit, they don't give up ❤️✨️ #CihAl #UzakŞehir

CocoLoco

17,771 görüntüleme • 9 ay önce

Before the bell rings, have to share my weekend - everyone who has been part of Traders4ACause knows how special Honor Flight New England is. One of the MOST incredible Honor Flight NE's I have EVER been on yesterday. Pulled off something really INCREDIBLE and everyone kept their mouth shut, and all surprises unfolded flawlessly. My Dad has been a guardian TEN times, taking/supporting veterans to DC to help give them the thank you and honor they never received when they came home. Sadly, the cutoff is 70 years old so he was pretty bummed he wasn't able to do it anymore. But, once again Delta and Wyndham Hotels & Resorts came together for a third time and put a flight in the air. Given my involvement in making this happen I told him Joe (the one who runs HFNE) had to make a few exceptions for Delta and Wyndham employees and I told my Dad I was able to get approval for him to be a guardian again one more time. He was so pumped. Veterans get a grey shirt, guardians get a blue shirt. Upon check in, everyone was in the know, they checked him in as normal until he got around the corner for his t-shirt for the day. Joe was standing there with a grey shirt, and told him he was coming on the flight as a veteran today, and that I'd be wearing the blue shirt. On top of that, had my Uncle on the flight. He knew he was coming as a veteran. Once again, had Joe ready "Hey, have you met your guardian for the day yet? We picked someone extremely special who we think will be a perfect fit, are you ready to meet him?" His son then comes walking around the corner who we flew in from Texas, put him up at a different hotel so there was no chance of finding out until 6:15AM the morning of the flight. It didn't stop there though, once we arrived at the airport we all came around the last corner before and my whole family was there, and every one of my Dad's sisters made it. Absolutely unforgettable and special. Big thanks to Myra who we met through The Breast Cancer Research Foundation and taught me a lot of what I know on making things like this happen, Susan, Tracy from Delta, Geoff, CEO of Wyndham Hotels (who by the way had to be in London last night and STILL made the flight out of Boston only to bolt late day to make his next flight). Just the whole day, incredible. We need more of it. Favorite part = mail call. On the way to dinner veterans get mail call like when they were in the service. After they open they have a chance to speak/share their favorite part of the day, etc. Most of these veterans came home, were told not to wear uniform again, move on and back to day to day life. They never spoke about it, never honored etc. "I felt like I got the thank you we all deserved and never got" Another guy after mail call "I got a note form some of my family who I have been disconnected from and realize it's been me, I misread the situation and the note they wrote brought clarity and a new beginning" Joe always said during mail call, it's a chance for family and friends to write things they'd never actually say in person and tell them how they really feel - things they never really have a floor to talk about. Lastly, one guy received all the letters his wife saved that he wrote her from war. She saved EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Can't wait to share the story/video and day at Traders4ACause in Miami late February. Have a good day 🙏
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Before the bell rings, have to share my weekend - everyone who has been part of Traders4ACause knows how special Honor Flight New England is. One of the MOST incredible Honor Flight NE's I have EVER been on yesterday. Pulled off something really INCREDIBLE and everyone kept their mouth shut, and all surprises unfolded flawlessly. My Dad has been a guardian TEN times, taking/supporting veterans to DC to help give them the thank you and honor they never received when they came home. Sadly, the cutoff is 70 years old so he was pretty bummed he wasn't able to do it anymore. But, once again Delta and Wyndham Hotels & Resorts came together for a third time and put a flight in the air. Given my involvement in making this happen I told him Joe (the one who runs HFNE) had to make a few exceptions for Delta and Wyndham employees and I told my Dad I was able to get approval for him to be a guardian again one more time. He was so pumped. Veterans get a grey shirt, guardians get a blue shirt. Upon check in, everyone was in the know, they checked him in as normal until he got around the corner for his t-shirt for the day. Joe was standing there with a grey shirt, and told him he was coming on the flight as a veteran today, and that I'd be wearing the blue shirt. On top of that, had my Uncle on the flight. He knew he was coming as a veteran. Once again, had Joe ready "Hey, have you met your guardian for the day yet? We picked someone extremely special who we think will be a perfect fit, are you ready to meet him?" His son then comes walking around the corner who we flew in from Texas, put him up at a different hotel so there was no chance of finding out until 6:15AM the morning of the flight. It didn't stop there though, once we arrived at the airport we all came around the last corner before and my whole family was there, and every one of my Dad's sisters made it. Absolutely unforgettable and special. Big thanks to Myra who we met through The Breast Cancer Research Foundation and taught me a lot of what I know on making things like this happen, Susan, Tracy from Delta, Geoff, CEO of Wyndham Hotels (who by the way had to be in London last night and STILL made the flight out of Boston only to bolt late day to make his next flight). Just the whole day, incredible. We need more of it. Favorite part = mail call. On the way to dinner veterans get mail call like when they were in the service. After they open they have a chance to speak/share their favorite part of the day, etc. Most of these veterans came home, were told not to wear uniform again, move on and back to day to day life. They never spoke about it, never honored etc. "I felt like I got the thank you we all deserved and never got" Another guy after mail call "I got a note form some of my family who I have been disconnected from and realize it's been me, I misread the situation and the note they wrote brought clarity and a new beginning" Joe always said during mail call, it's a chance for family and friends to write things they'd never actually say in person and tell them how they really feel - things they never really have a floor to talk about. Lastly, one guy received all the letters his wife saved that he wrote her from war. She saved EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Can't wait to share the story/video and day at Traders4ACause in Miami late February. Have a good day 🙏

Nathan Michaud

20,765 görüntüleme • 10 ay önce

Dear Comrade Tungwarara. YES I worked with you but not under your instructions but of those I Respect dearly with a clear agenda as a Call for Duty . Both you and I did not hold or have any powers to STOP GEZA , he was stopped by security hierarchy, departments and Organs that made sure ZIMBABWE was a PEACEFUL country and they still do that up to date I don't hold any position and I don't wish to WHY ? because one should understand their position and it's mandate , Yours is to Advice on Investments? Do you know what it means ? When you decide to create fights and insults then come back to say I'm your SISTER ? HOW ? I do not know why you shouting in public , I don't want to know and I don't want to be involved in it. It's Scary because we are Lead by a PEACEFUL, UNITED LEADERSHIP. Who is that who wants to be President? Who wants to remove anyone from which seat ? RESOLUTION NUMBER 1 . Did you forget it so soon while you addressing on the sacred land which made that decision ( 2030 Baba Mnangagwa vanenge Vachitonga ) I don't hold any official political office, I don't want to involved in rants . LOYALTY to my MASTERS is all I know . I serve those accordingly Follow the VISION and the Great works of our Angel Mother . Do you talk like that in Dubai ?on stages ? WHY ? So WHY doing it here ? A Piece of advice, Sir Advisor , ZANUPF members attending ZANUPF program including your Appointee they wear their Regalia ( I'm not sure who you are representing or who sent you ? ) Churches, Prophets , Sangomas and all Spirituals are working well with the Leadership, when an Advisor start insulting them it's worrying. WHOSE NEXT ? ZIMBABWE is all we have .
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Dear Comrade Tungwarara. YES I worked with you but not under your instructions but of those I Respect dearly with a clear agenda as a Call for Duty . Both you and I did not hold or have any powers to STOP GEZA , he was stopped by security hierarchy, departments and Organs that made sure ZIMBABWE was a PEACEFUL country and they still do that up to date I don't hold any position and I don't wish to WHY ? because one should understand their position and it's mandate , Yours is to Advice on Investments? Do you know what it means ? When you decide to create fights and insults then come back to say I'm your SISTER ? HOW ? I do not know why you shouting in public , I don't want to know and I don't want to be involved in it. It's Scary because we are Lead by a PEACEFUL, UNITED LEADERSHIP. Who is that who wants to be President? Who wants to remove anyone from which seat ? RESOLUTION NUMBER 1 . Did you forget it so soon while you addressing on the sacred land which made that decision ( 2030 Baba Mnangagwa vanenge Vachitonga ) I don't hold any official political office, I don't want to involved in rants . LOYALTY to my MASTERS is all I know . I serve those accordingly Follow the VISION and the Great works of our Angel Mother . Do you talk like that in Dubai ?on stages ? WHY ? So WHY doing it here ? A Piece of advice, Sir Advisor , ZANUPF members attending ZANUPF program including your Appointee they wear their Regalia ( I'm not sure who you are representing or who sent you ? ) Churches, Prophets , Sangomas and all Spirituals are working well with the Leadership, when an Advisor start insulting them it's worrying. WHOSE NEXT ? ZIMBABWE is all we have .

Apphia Nyasha

104,152 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

Celebrating this historic European championship victory for Aston Villa, the Prince of Wales took to social media to congratulate them and ended his message saying, UTV for Villa's slogan "Up the Villa!" and VTID for "Villa Till I Die" reaffirming his loyalty to the team and that is quite the Royal superfan, isn't it? 😁😍 In every situation, there is a Life lesson to be learned and the win yesterday which was 44 years in the making, shows that Success in Life is achievable, regardless of how many challenges and setbacks we encounter on our way there. But it takes three key ingredients to make it happen: •Dare to dream and have that vision; • Be willing to put in the Hardwork to make that dream a reality; • and keep Optimism and Hope high so as to never give up until the goal is reached; and this is honestly the hardest part of it all👌🏾 Prince William has been an Aston Villa fan since he was a child. He recalled during a podcast discussing his passion for the team: “I had some family friends who took me to my first Villa game when I was younger because they are big Villa fans,” “I sat in the stands with my Villa beanie hat on…With the camaraderie among the fans and the chanting and the singing, I just felt like I belonged there.”❤️ Almost 3 decades later, here he was in the stands howling and crying happy tears in celebration for Aston Villa's victory. For the emotional day, Prince William surrounded himself with 3 of his closest childhood friends: •Edward van Cutsem, who together with his brothers William and Nicholas van Cutsem, have grown up with Prince William and his brother on the Sandringham Estate. King Charles and the Late Hugh van Cutsem were great friends from university and KC is godfather to Edward while Nicholas and William Van Cutsem are godfathers to Prince George. Edward took his 16 year old son with him and he was sitting in between Prince William and his father in the box, dancing to "sweet Caroline"😁❤️ • Next to Edward van Cutsem sat Thomas van Straubenzee, another childhood friend of William who serves as godfather to Princess Charlotte. They are very often seen together since their youth and he used to "chaperone" Catherine when she was dating William. • Finally Ben Dawes another childhood friend was on his right screaming and hugging his old friend as they went through the emotions together😂 Following the match, Prince William was spotted celebrating with Aston Villa at the team’s afterparty. Defender Victor Lindelöf’s wife, Maja, posted a picture of her partying with the Prince, writing ‘Going off the rails’. Oh no please 😭😅 Remember when Some bitter ex royal, sat on TV looking forlorn, while claiming that he was "free" to enjoy his life while his brother was "trapped" and miserable🫠 Well, It sure looks from there as if William is the one who is trult enjoying his life as he pleases😏 What's not to enjoy? his future is set and assured without any financial worry, he has good health, he is doing what he likes to do successfully, lives where he wants to live, he can travel freely when he wants to, he has the wife and family he wanted and he has loyal friends, a loving family and a beautiful country to call home who loves him back.❤️ According to acclaimed author, Dale Carnegie in his iconic book about Lifetime success, "The Greatest success in Life, is to ENJOY your life"🔥 And for all intent and purposes, Prince William is enjoying the salt out of life so much, he is sucking the marrow out of it surrounded by the people he loves; and that my dear is the greatest success of in life☕️ #PrinceofWales 📹 Tokkianami
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Celebrating this historic European championship victory for Aston Villa, the Prince of Wales took to social media to congratulate them and ended his message saying, UTV for Villa's slogan "Up the Villa!" and VTID for "Villa Till I Die" reaffirming his loyalty to the team and that is quite the Royal superfan, isn't it? 😁😍 In every situation, there is a Life lesson to be learned and the win yesterday which was 44 years in the making, shows that Success in Life is achievable, regardless of how many challenges and setbacks we encounter on our way there. But it takes three key ingredients to make it happen: •Dare to dream and have that vision; • Be willing to put in the Hardwork to make that dream a reality; • and keep Optimism and Hope high so as to never give up until the goal is reached; and this is honestly the hardest part of it all👌🏾 Prince William has been an Aston Villa fan since he was a child. He recalled during a podcast discussing his passion for the team: “I had some family friends who took me to my first Villa game when I was younger because they are big Villa fans,” “I sat in the stands with my Villa beanie hat on…With the camaraderie among the fans and the chanting and the singing, I just felt like I belonged there.”❤️ Almost 3 decades later, here he was in the stands howling and crying happy tears in celebration for Aston Villa's victory. For the emotional day, Prince William surrounded himself with 3 of his closest childhood friends: •Edward van Cutsem, who together with his brothers William and Nicholas van Cutsem, have grown up with Prince William and his brother on the Sandringham Estate. King Charles and the Late Hugh van Cutsem were great friends from university and KC is godfather to Edward while Nicholas and William Van Cutsem are godfathers to Prince George. Edward took his 16 year old son with him and he was sitting in between Prince William and his father in the box, dancing to "sweet Caroline"😁❤️ • Next to Edward van Cutsem sat Thomas van Straubenzee, another childhood friend of William who serves as godfather to Princess Charlotte. They are very often seen together since their youth and he used to "chaperone" Catherine when she was dating William. • Finally Ben Dawes another childhood friend was on his right screaming and hugging his old friend as they went through the emotions together😂 Following the match, Prince William was spotted celebrating with Aston Villa at the team’s afterparty. Defender Victor Lindelöf’s wife, Maja, posted a picture of her partying with the Prince, writing ‘Going off the rails’. Oh no please 😭😅 Remember when Some bitter ex royal, sat on TV looking forlorn, while claiming that he was "free" to enjoy his life while his brother was "trapped" and miserable🫠 Well, It sure looks from there as if William is the one who is trult enjoying his life as he pleases😏 What's not to enjoy? his future is set and assured without any financial worry, he has good health, he is doing what he likes to do successfully, lives where he wants to live, he can travel freely when he wants to, he has the wife and family he wanted and he has loyal friends, a loving family and a beautiful country to call home who loves him back.❤️ According to acclaimed author, Dale Carnegie in his iconic book about Lifetime success, "The Greatest success in Life, is to ENJOY your life"🔥 And for all intent and purposes, Prince William is enjoying the salt out of life so much, he is sucking the marrow out of it surrounded by the people he loves; and that my dear is the greatest success of in life☕️ #PrinceofWales 📹 Tokkianami

Canellecitadelle

11,707 görüntüleme • 1 ay önce

I think it’s time to talk about it 🙂‍↕️ I was delaying it because the scene messed me up in every possible way. From the moment he entered the room panting in anger, to the moment he subconsciously hid her behind his back to protect her when he heard the Kordağlıs were coming. When he entered the room like that (and he even knocked, but… since when does Serhat knock? 🌚), he scared her, because a part of her knew exactly how crazy this would make him. Because despite everything he did, despite the divorces and all the silence, she always knew he cared. And hell… he DID 😭 Serhat shouting “You can’t marry” in the same place where he once told her “It’s your life, I’m not responsible for it”??? C I N E M A! Yıldız gasping, crying, trying to catch her breath while arguing… #BiranDamlaYılmaz , you did NOT have to be this perfect 😭 When she said “Bir kere sen çıldır, yeter,” she was at her limit. There was that tiny second of silence while she was desperately gasping, and he just looked at her, helpless, not knowing how to save both of them from this mess. Y: You gave up on me. S: No, YOU gave up on me. With all disrespect… Sir??? I know he didn’t mean to hurt her, I know he was hurting too, but accusing HER of giving up, when from her POV he is the one who let go? She is the only one living in uncertainty from day one. He can’t expect her to read his mind. When she asked him to say he didn’t give up on her… imagine his position. Everything she said, he wanted to agree with. “I didn’t give up on you. I remember kissing you. I was about to divorce Melek and marry you.” He was swallowing everything, suffering in silence, because in his mind saying that would be selfish. He was still trying to avoid that red zone. NOW. THE MIRROR SCENE. First of all, why is no one talking about how he grabbed her with ONE HAND without even looking at her? He knew exactly where she was. Her surprised gasp?? His husky voice??? #ilhanşen canım abim, if you continue like this, Serhat will be the last character I watch from you because I will ascend to heaven. Have mercy on me big boy 🌚 Making them watch themselves in the mirror was WILD, Ercan hocam. If the scene was 100% intense, the mirror made it 10000%. His hand on her waist, her looking so tiny. His other hand slowly moving her hair. His face on her head next to her ear, sniffing her scent, looking… lustful, angry, desperate. The mix of desire and rage in his eyes??? EXCUSE ME??? He didn’t even touch the tattoo on her chest. He was locking her in place, making sure she couldn’t escape (as if she could). When he turned her around, he kept her trapped in his arms. He wasn’t testing her. He KNOWS she loves him. He was trying to speak without words. “This is what I feel. I messed up. But this is what I want.” But she needed words. She DESERVED words. He definitely was going for a kiss , and she pulled away. Because she is angry. Hurt. M convinced her she is a burden, and he never denied it with words. His silence confirmed everything in her mind. When he closed his eyes in that silence, realising that by trying to protect her with silence, he destroyed her AGAIN! Her cracked voice saying, “You still didn’t say you didn’t give up on me,” I wanted to hug her and cry until sunrise 😭 Then she put her strong mask back on, telling him not to enter her room like that, because she will soon be engaged💔 And btw, I’m 100% sure if it wasn’t for the Kordağlıs, he would NOT have left without kissing her. In my head, they kissed. There is no universe where Serhat left that room untouched after that tension. I tried my best to write with my sanity on! Just an advice 👀 try to catch ilhan’s panting in the beginning 🤤 they are delicious🫦 I know it turned out to be too long but the scene is quite long and full of details. I am sure I still can talking about it with another essay🤣 but I won’t don’t worry. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı #Yılser
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I think it’s time to talk about it 🙂‍↕️ I was delaying it because the scene messed me up in every possible way. From the moment he entered the room panting in anger, to the moment he subconsciously hid her behind his back to protect her when he heard the Kordağlıs were coming. When he entered the room like that (and he even knocked, but… since when does Serhat knock? 🌚), he scared her, because a part of her knew exactly how crazy this would make him. Because despite everything he did, despite the divorces and all the silence, she always knew he cared. And hell… he DID 😭 Serhat shouting “You can’t marry” in the same place where he once told her “It’s your life, I’m not responsible for it”??? C I N E M A! Yıldız gasping, crying, trying to catch her breath while arguing… #BiranDamlaYılmaz , you did NOT have to be this perfect 😭 When she said “Bir kere sen çıldır, yeter,” she was at her limit. There was that tiny second of silence while she was desperately gasping, and he just looked at her, helpless, not knowing how to save both of them from this mess. Y: You gave up on me. S: No, YOU gave up on me. With all disrespect… Sir??? I know he didn’t mean to hurt her, I know he was hurting too, but accusing HER of giving up, when from her POV he is the one who let go? She is the only one living in uncertainty from day one. He can’t expect her to read his mind. When she asked him to say he didn’t give up on her… imagine his position. Everything she said, he wanted to agree with. “I didn’t give up on you. I remember kissing you. I was about to divorce Melek and marry you.” He was swallowing everything, suffering in silence, because in his mind saying that would be selfish. He was still trying to avoid that red zone. NOW. THE MIRROR SCENE. First of all, why is no one talking about how he grabbed her with ONE HAND without even looking at her? He knew exactly where she was. Her surprised gasp?? His husky voice??? #ilhanşen canım abim, if you continue like this, Serhat will be the last character I watch from you because I will ascend to heaven. Have mercy on me big boy 🌚 Making them watch themselves in the mirror was WILD, Ercan hocam. If the scene was 100% intense, the mirror made it 10000%. His hand on her waist, her looking so tiny. His other hand slowly moving her hair. His face on her head next to her ear, sniffing her scent, looking… lustful, angry, desperate. The mix of desire and rage in his eyes??? EXCUSE ME??? He didn’t even touch the tattoo on her chest. He was locking her in place, making sure she couldn’t escape (as if she could). When he turned her around, he kept her trapped in his arms. He wasn’t testing her. He KNOWS she loves him. He was trying to speak without words. “This is what I feel. I messed up. But this is what I want.” But she needed words. She DESERVED words. He definitely was going for a kiss , and she pulled away. Because she is angry. Hurt. M convinced her she is a burden, and he never denied it with words. His silence confirmed everything in her mind. When he closed his eyes in that silence, realising that by trying to protect her with silence, he destroyed her AGAIN! Her cracked voice saying, “You still didn’t say you didn’t give up on me,” I wanted to hug her and cry until sunrise 😭 Then she put her strong mask back on, telling him not to enter her room like that, because she will soon be engaged💔 And btw, I’m 100% sure if it wasn’t for the Kordağlıs, he would NOT have left without kissing her. In my head, they kissed. There is no universe where Serhat left that room untouched after that tension. I tried my best to write with my sanity on! Just an advice 👀 try to catch ilhan’s panting in the beginning 🤤 they are delicious🫦 I know it turned out to be too long but the scene is quite long and full of details. I am sure I still can talking about it with another essay🤣 but I won’t don’t worry. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı #Yılser

Maurora🫦

25,206 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

This is Apollo. This story still stings. I returned from a tour in Iraq in early 2015. My wife was pregnant with our first son. I knew I would not be going anywhere for several months, unless there was a dire need. We decided the time was right to get a dog to add to our growing family. I don't remember how we found Apollo. We got him from the shelter, but I don't know if Dolly saw him online or if we just stumbled across him. I was struck by his amazing eyes. I'd had an Australian Shepherd before and I knew it was a breed that I loved. He hopped right in my car. Dolly even took the back seat so I could sit next to my new best friend. Together, we brought him to his new home. What a great dog he was. We immediately became tied at the hip. I took him for walks, runs, and hikes off leash. I put in the time to train him; we would walk to the bakery or the butcher shop (at the time, we lived the town life), tell him to sit outside, and he would be there on the sidewalk still sitting here when we came out. It was wonderful having such a happy and well-trained dog. Everybody loved him. They'd never seen a dog with eyes like his. I'm sure he loved all the attention too. My first concern came with my newborn son. He did not do as well with children as I would have liked. At times, he gave him a sideways glance that I didn't like. I kept an eye on him as best I could when he was around my son, but he had given me no reason not to trust him, so I didn't worry much. He was wonderful in every other way. Then, suddenly, he wasn't. We had a notary over to collect signatures from us so we could close on a refinance of our home. After sitting at our dining room table for about an hour, signing papers, the notary rose to leave. Apollo, who had been sitting at my feet, must have been startled by the sudden movement. Like a bolt of lightning, he bit. Just once, but it was a shock. The notary was a real mensch. He didn't get angry. He showed humanity. He knew that we would never have had Apollo unrestrained if we had had any idea that he would do something like that. If only everyone was so understanding as he. But fear crept into my heart that there was something about my dog that was not compatible with the family life that we had. We kept Apollo on a shorter leash after that, both figuratively and literally. The off leash hikes were a thing of the past, but we hoped this would prove to be just a one-off anomaly. It wasn't. A month and a half later, just days out from another deployment, I was sitting in my living room talking to a very good friend, a Master Gunnery Sergeant in the USMC (who, as an aside, donated $1,000 to our GiveSendGo campaign to #SaveLucy, thank you 🙏). Apollo was familiar with him already, so I was off my guard, and didn't notice Apollo giving him the stinkeye until it was too late. Apollo lunged and bit. He immediately backed off, but the horrid realization came to me at that moment that my fears were true. My options were limited on the eve of a deployment. To socialize Apollo and train this behavior out of him would take time. I didn't have time. We also didn't have family in the area and Dolly was pregnant again. I couldn't leave my pregnant wife alone for the duration of my tour with a dog who had shown a tendency to bite. I couldn't turn a blind eye to the sideways look he occasionally gave my infant son. Not anymore. I made the devastating decision to rehome him. On what I knew would be our final ride together, he hopped right into the front seat and looked at me, tongue dangling out of his mouth in a happy, sloppy pant, his nub of a tail bobbing up and down, wondering what wonderful adventure daddy was taking him on this time. I'm sure he was confident it was going to be a great time no matter what. It felt like betrayal to me. When we reached the shelter, he faithfully followed me in. We sat in a corner. He leaned against my legs and I stroked his head one final time. It felt like we sat there forever, but I didn't mind. I would have been happy for time to stop, to stay in that moment, just me and my dog, stripped of all externalities, for eternity. But time didn't stop. At length, the door opened and a lady entered. Apollo pressed in against my shins. His 40 pound weight felt heavy. Crushing. I gave him one last embrace, then closed my eyes. "That's a good boy," I whispered, though I couldn't bring myself to look. "I'll always love you." She took Apollo and led him through the door, never for me to see him again. Even today, when I close my eyes, I can still feel the weight of his warm body pressing against mine, trusting me to keep him safe. That was as hard a thing as I've ever done in my life. It was a no-kill shelter, but I played things close to the chest. I did not tell them the worst details. I only mentioned my fear of possible aggression against my child while I was deployed. I did not want to jeopardize Apollo's chance at another opportunity. For months, I kept checking the shelter's website for information about him, but I never saw an update. I do not know what became of him, sadly. I got back home and Dolly asked me where Apollo was. I don't remember if I said anything. I was numb. I hadn't told her where I was going or what I was doing. I had not wanted anything to change my mind. I knew my heart wasn't in it, but I wasn't going to be stopped. It was the right thing to do for my wife, son, and community. Her tears flowed when she realized what I had done. She also loved Apollo. I went to lay on the bed upstairs and be alone. Just weeks later, in a mudhole in the desert, I met my sweet Lucy and my heart began to heal. Saving her from that war zone helped me deal with the lingering guilt I felt about Apollo. I continue to feel the sting of that experience. I wouldn't change what I did though. I love dogs. I will always stand up for dogs when they are mistreated. I will adopt unwanted dogs when I am able. A great measure of a man is how he treats dogs. I aim to always pass that test. But I will always defend human life. Only humans are made in the image of God. I hope and pray that God has a place for dogs when this life is over, but humans He created with souls destined for glory. "You have never talked to a mere mortal," CS Lewis explained. "Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors." I completely agree. I love dogs. They have no guile in them, no duplicity. A dog will not tell you a lie. I like them better than I like people, often. But I cannot choose a dog over a life that was uniquely created to glorify the Almighty (Isaiah 43:7). I will always protect human life. That is why I served. That is why I deployed several times. To protect people, even when they didn't realize they needed protecting. I failed once. I received a report about a plot to blow up a bomb in Beirut. I got it out with all the speed and precision I could, but it got bogged down by the sideshow of the editing process for hours. I got distracted and didn't follow up on it aggressively. In the end, I'm sure the bureaucrats in their cubicles transliterated the names correctly. I'm sure they crossed every T and dotted every I. But at a price. A devastating price. I woke up the next morning to read in the news that a bomb had gone off in Beirut. It was carried out by the people my report said would carry it out. It took place in the exact locale I said it would take place. 43 people dead. Hundreds wounded. Families shattered. I didn't know these people, but my heart sank. Human life is sacred. I will always work to defend it. If I can save a few dogs along the way, great. That is also the Lord's work. But I will never keep a dog that is a danger to my neighbors. Whatever their sins, their harassment, libel, and cunning deceits, they are made in the image of God with souls destined for eternity. Lucy, my 11-year-old dog that survived ISIS, is no danger to my them. I know it in my very bones. The Mountains Have Eyes said that the DA told him I was not a responsible dog owner when he called to inquire about Lucy. This viewpoint is informed by a false impression given to her by our gossipy, well-connected neighbors, not by the facts. I want to tell her about Apollo. Dolly Spice- Jones 🌱🎵 Leisha
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This is Apollo. This story still stings. I returned from a tour in Iraq in early 2015. My wife was pregnant with our first son. I knew I would not be going anywhere for several months, unless there was a dire need. We decided the time was right to get a dog to add to our growing family. I don't remember how we found Apollo. We got him from the shelter, but I don't know if Dolly saw him online or if we just stumbled across him. I was struck by his amazing eyes. I'd had an Australian Shepherd before and I knew it was a breed that I loved. He hopped right in my car. Dolly even took the back seat so I could sit next to my new best friend. Together, we brought him to his new home. What a great dog he was. We immediately became tied at the hip. I took him for walks, runs, and hikes off leash. I put in the time to train him; we would walk to the bakery or the butcher shop (at the time, we lived the town life), tell him to sit outside, and he would be there on the sidewalk still sitting here when we came out. It was wonderful having such a happy and well-trained dog. Everybody loved him. They'd never seen a dog with eyes like his. I'm sure he loved all the attention too. My first concern came with my newborn son. He did not do as well with children as I would have liked. At times, he gave him a sideways glance that I didn't like. I kept an eye on him as best I could when he was around my son, but he had given me no reason not to trust him, so I didn't worry much. He was wonderful in every other way. Then, suddenly, he wasn't. We had a notary over to collect signatures from us so we could close on a refinance of our home. After sitting at our dining room table for about an hour, signing papers, the notary rose to leave. Apollo, who had been sitting at my feet, must have been startled by the sudden movement. Like a bolt of lightning, he bit. Just once, but it was a shock. The notary was a real mensch. He didn't get angry. He showed humanity. He knew that we would never have had Apollo unrestrained if we had had any idea that he would do something like that. If only everyone was so understanding as he. But fear crept into my heart that there was something about my dog that was not compatible with the family life that we had. We kept Apollo on a shorter leash after that, both figuratively and literally. The off leash hikes were a thing of the past, but we hoped this would prove to be just a one-off anomaly. It wasn't. A month and a half later, just days out from another deployment, I was sitting in my living room talking to a very good friend, a Master Gunnery Sergeant in the USMC (who, as an aside, donated $1,000 to our GiveSendGo campaign to #SaveLucy, thank you 🙏). Apollo was familiar with him already, so I was off my guard, and didn't notice Apollo giving him the stinkeye until it was too late. Apollo lunged and bit. He immediately backed off, but the horrid realization came to me at that moment that my fears were true. My options were limited on the eve of a deployment. To socialize Apollo and train this behavior out of him would take time. I didn't have time. We also didn't have family in the area and Dolly was pregnant again. I couldn't leave my pregnant wife alone for the duration of my tour with a dog who had shown a tendency to bite. I couldn't turn a blind eye to the sideways look he occasionally gave my infant son. Not anymore. I made the devastating decision to rehome him. On what I knew would be our final ride together, he hopped right into the front seat and looked at me, tongue dangling out of his mouth in a happy, sloppy pant, his nub of a tail bobbing up and down, wondering what wonderful adventure daddy was taking him on this time. I'm sure he was confident it was going to be a great time no matter what. It felt like betrayal to me. When we reached the shelter, he faithfully followed me in. We sat in a corner. He leaned against my legs and I stroked his head one final time. It felt like we sat there forever, but I didn't mind. I would have been happy for time to stop, to stay in that moment, just me and my dog, stripped of all externalities, for eternity. But time didn't stop. At length, the door opened and a lady entered. Apollo pressed in against my shins. His 40 pound weight felt heavy. Crushing. I gave him one last embrace, then closed my eyes. "That's a good boy," I whispered, though I couldn't bring myself to look. "I'll always love you." She took Apollo and led him through the door, never for me to see him again. Even today, when I close my eyes, I can still feel the weight of his warm body pressing against mine, trusting me to keep him safe. That was as hard a thing as I've ever done in my life. It was a no-kill shelter, but I played things close to the chest. I did not tell them the worst details. I only mentioned my fear of possible aggression against my child while I was deployed. I did not want to jeopardize Apollo's chance at another opportunity. For months, I kept checking the shelter's website for information about him, but I never saw an update. I do not know what became of him, sadly. I got back home and Dolly asked me where Apollo was. I don't remember if I said anything. I was numb. I hadn't told her where I was going or what I was doing. I had not wanted anything to change my mind. I knew my heart wasn't in it, but I wasn't going to be stopped. It was the right thing to do for my wife, son, and community. Her tears flowed when she realized what I had done. She also loved Apollo. I went to lay on the bed upstairs and be alone. Just weeks later, in a mudhole in the desert, I met my sweet Lucy and my heart began to heal. Saving her from that war zone helped me deal with the lingering guilt I felt about Apollo. I continue to feel the sting of that experience. I wouldn't change what I did though. I love dogs. I will always stand up for dogs when they are mistreated. I will adopt unwanted dogs when I am able. A great measure of a man is how he treats dogs. I aim to always pass that test. But I will always defend human life. Only humans are made in the image of God. I hope and pray that God has a place for dogs when this life is over, but humans He created with souls destined for glory. "You have never talked to a mere mortal," CS Lewis explained. "Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors." I completely agree. I love dogs. They have no guile in them, no duplicity. A dog will not tell you a lie. I like them better than I like people, often. But I cannot choose a dog over a life that was uniquely created to glorify the Almighty (Isaiah 43:7). I will always protect human life. That is why I served. That is why I deployed several times. To protect people, even when they didn't realize they needed protecting. I failed once. I received a report about a plot to blow up a bomb in Beirut. I got it out with all the speed and precision I could, but it got bogged down by the sideshow of the editing process for hours. I got distracted and didn't follow up on it aggressively. In the end, I'm sure the bureaucrats in their cubicles transliterated the names correctly. I'm sure they crossed every T and dotted every I. But at a price. A devastating price. I woke up the next morning to read in the news that a bomb had gone off in Beirut. It was carried out by the people my report said would carry it out. It took place in the exact locale I said it would take place. 43 people dead. Hundreds wounded. Families shattered. I didn't know these people, but my heart sank. Human life is sacred. I will always work to defend it. If I can save a few dogs along the way, great. That is also the Lord's work. But I will never keep a dog that is a danger to my neighbors. Whatever their sins, their harassment, libel, and cunning deceits, they are made in the image of God with souls destined for eternity. Lucy, my 11-year-old dog that survived ISIS, is no danger to my them. I know it in my very bones. The Mountains Have Eyes said that the DA told him I was not a responsible dog owner when he called to inquire about Lucy. This viewpoint is informed by a false impression given to her by our gossipy, well-connected neighbors, not by the facts. I want to tell her about Apollo. Dolly Spice- Jones 🌱🎵 Leisha

Brendan M. Jones 🇺🇸

15,769 görüntüleme • 2 ay önce

A teeny tiny notice before I proceed with my analysis. If you have a problem with either Cihan or Alya, don't bother reading. Because I don't take sides. I don't watch or think or write through the lens of Alya vs Cihan. Both characters are dear to me. And, if that's the way you roll, by all means, proceed. Analyzing Episode 36. Season 2 aka Of Strengths, Weaknesses, and The Last Nail in the Coffin Evvveeettt. Another episode, another meltdown. Just another day in the CihAl fandom. Ngl, it took me two days to even think about writing my regular analysis post, because the negativity was more potent than usual. Or maybe my resistance is waning, who knows? But that's not what we're gonna focus on today. This day, we analyze the words and actions of the heart and soul of Uzak Sehir, aka Alya and Cihan Albora. But we'll do so within the framework of strengths and weaknesses, because to me, that's what really comes to the fore in ep36. Alya Albora Alya Albora was especially heartbreaking this episode. And coming from someone who gets their heartbroken regularly because of Alya, that's saying something. The episode starts with the zombie-man opening his eyes (I think this PoS is just lying there pretending to be a vegetable, but that's for another time). And the look Alya has on her face when she looks at Cihan is indescribable. Almost as if everything inside her is pleading, 'Please don't regress back to where we just came from.' Because she fears, even as she tries to check on the zombie, that the closer Frankenboran gets to waking up, the further Cihan will drift from her. And, to an extent, her fears are proven right when Sadakat brings up divorce again. See, Alya doesn't come from strong family roots. She believes her biological mother abandoned her for most of her adult life. Then she has Caroline, who tries to fill all the empty spaces abandonment leaves in little Alya, but doesn't manage to succeed too much. As I've said before, Alya's primary fears stem from being abandoned and being a burden. That's what she tries to protect herself from. Those walls around her heart are in place to keep her from suffering that same pain again. That's both her strength and her weakness. While the fear pushes Alya to love harder, to push past difficulties, to rise from the ashes over and over, it also makes her more aloof. She doesn't find it as difficult as Cihan to leave behind 'family' ties because she's never experienced just how forceful those bonds can be. When it falls to her to choose between her love for Cihan and whatever she had with Boran, she picks the former without much guilt. But there's another factor that helps keep her from feeling much remorse for Boran, and that's the way her former husband treats her. Before Alya finds out about the will, her anger at Cihan is at an all-time high, and there's no question of any relationship developing between the two. After the will, however, that's a different story. So, when it falls to her to choose, she can do so easily, with her conscience at rest. And we see that so clearly in the way she announces she won't return to Boran even when he wakes up. Now, let's focus on the tricky bit. The weaknesses. Because Alya fears being a burden, being imposed on someone, adding to their strain, anything other than clarity can't help but raise doubts. When Cihan doesn't answer her question of 'Where will you stand?' with a clear with you or with you, distrust raises its ugly head. She starts asking herself if their relationship is what Cihan really wants now that Boran is back in the picture. She starts wondering whether Cihan will be able to shoulder the burden their relationship will add to his already weighed-down shoulders. It's harrowing to watch her be drawn to Cihan one instant, and pull back the next. Not because she doesn't love him, but because she can't bear to be another weight on Cihan's existence. That's what we see when she's shivering with fever. She wants him close, but she also doesn't want him to suffer. She keeps asking Cihan to leave, but he refuses to budge. And, that cures and hurts at the same time. For some reason, when she says, 'I'm also trying to find a way,' I couldn't help but feel that a part of her is already reverting back to the old Alya. The longer Cihan refrains from giving Alya a clear answer, the more her doubts grow. The more their 'impossibility' takes over her love. The closer she grows to wanting to leave. This time, if she attempts to leave, it won't be because her feelings overwhelm her. It'll be because she can't bear to see Cihan hurt anymore. Cihan Albora Oh boy. I can already hear the jeers of 'coward' and 'gavat' (which, by the way, I find to be a really ugly word) ringing in my ears. Well, fcuk that. Let's get back to our analysis. I talked about how Cihan seems to be stuck between suppression and surrender when it comes to his guilt. And, I did think that almost losing Alya would break that spell. But, clearly, that's not the road that Gulizar wants to take. Perhaps she does want it to come down to conflict. I'm not sure yet. What I am sure of is that Cihan is already aware of what he wants. And it's not wanting to be BFFs with Boran at the expense of Alya, guilt be damned. You can see it in the way his answers get bolder every time Sadakat asks him about a divorce. This episode is the first time Cihan states outright that the burden of 'conscience' isn't his to bear because he merely did what Boran asked of him. In other words, he didn't plan on falling in love with Alya, but it happened, and if there's any blame in that, it's not on him or Alya. Here's what irks most people. He doesn't ever talk about what he wants. It's always 'What if Boran wants this' or 'What if Boran wants that.' In other words, it's a form of misdirection on his part. He knows what's in his heart, but he doesn't want to say it out loud. Another scene where you can clearly see what his choice will be is when he's taking care of Alya during her fever. The more Alya insists that he leave, the more he digs in his heels. Until finally, he says, 'I won't allow anyone to hurt you, I won't allow anyone to harm you, and that's how it will be until I draw my last breath.' People don't say things like. 'That's how it'll be as long as I live,' if they're not sure about what they want. This is Cihan's strength. His love, protective instincts, and his code of sticking up for the people he loves. Unfortunately, like Alya, that's also his weakness. Cihan's been trained to fight for his family and his people to his very last. And, that's one HUGE reason why he can't verbalize what's already screaming inside his mind and his heart. We know he can't live without Alya, he says as much in the last episode. He keeps buying time because he knows once he states those words - there's no turning back. And he knows exactly how ugly things could go because dealing with ugly has been his entire existence. People won't be kind to him or Alya in the place where they live (think back to how Demir sends his goons to insult Alya's mom). And besides all that, what if Boran doesn't want to let go? That's when shit will truly hit the fan, because once Cihan says he's with Alya, he'll be fighting his brother, standing up to his mother, breaking his family apart, endangering Albora with internal strife, and worst of all, risking Alya and Deniz's safety. And remember, unlike Alya, who can control her conscience because of an extenuating factor, Cihan has no such relief. So, what you see is a man trying to survive an impending hurricane in a straw hut. He knows when that storm hits, and it will, things will go to hell. Besides all that, there is his stupid conscience that just won't shut the hell up because of that code of his. To me, that's not cowardice. That's a man standing at the edge of a life-changing truth, and being undone by the gravity of it. It's almost as if his soul is negotiating with reality, hoping to avoid collateral damage, while grieving for the version of himself he knows won't survive after he states his truth. As we can see in the scene where he and Alya are saying goodbye, they're already a family. His heart has already made the choice, so much so that in that scene, even Sadakat and Nare see the invisible bonds tying Cihan to Alya and vice versa. It's not a question of if, merely when. The Last Nail in the Coffin The question on everyone's mind is, what will it be? The last nail in the coffin of Cihan and Boran's brotherhood. The point of no return. To me, the way things are shaping up, there will be a clash. Will the showdown happen when Boran wakes up, or will Cihan learn the truth about his brother and finally be set free? I don't know. I've always had the inkling that Boran isn't what he claims to be. I guess we'll find out soon. But until then, I'll be watching. Gladly. For both my babies. Till next time, happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir
2:11

A teeny tiny notice before I proceed with my analysis. If you have a problem with either Cihan or Alya, don't bother reading. Because I don't take sides. I don't watch or think or write through the lens of Alya vs Cihan. Both characters are dear to me. And, if that's the way you roll, by all means, proceed. Analyzing Episode 36. Season 2 aka Of Strengths, Weaknesses, and The Last Nail in the Coffin Evvveeettt. Another episode, another meltdown. Just another day in the CihAl fandom. Ngl, it took me two days to even think about writing my regular analysis post, because the negativity was more potent than usual. Or maybe my resistance is waning, who knows? But that's not what we're gonna focus on today. This day, we analyze the words and actions of the heart and soul of Uzak Sehir, aka Alya and Cihan Albora. But we'll do so within the framework of strengths and weaknesses, because to me, that's what really comes to the fore in ep36. Alya Albora Alya Albora was especially heartbreaking this episode. And coming from someone who gets their heartbroken regularly because of Alya, that's saying something. The episode starts with the zombie-man opening his eyes (I think this PoS is just lying there pretending to be a vegetable, but that's for another time). And the look Alya has on her face when she looks at Cihan is indescribable. Almost as if everything inside her is pleading, 'Please don't regress back to where we just came from.' Because she fears, even as she tries to check on the zombie, that the closer Frankenboran gets to waking up, the further Cihan will drift from her. And, to an extent, her fears are proven right when Sadakat brings up divorce again. See, Alya doesn't come from strong family roots. She believes her biological mother abandoned her for most of her adult life. Then she has Caroline, who tries to fill all the empty spaces abandonment leaves in little Alya, but doesn't manage to succeed too much. As I've said before, Alya's primary fears stem from being abandoned and being a burden. That's what she tries to protect herself from. Those walls around her heart are in place to keep her from suffering that same pain again. That's both her strength and her weakness. While the fear pushes Alya to love harder, to push past difficulties, to rise from the ashes over and over, it also makes her more aloof. She doesn't find it as difficult as Cihan to leave behind 'family' ties because she's never experienced just how forceful those bonds can be. When it falls to her to choose between her love for Cihan and whatever she had with Boran, she picks the former without much guilt. But there's another factor that helps keep her from feeling much remorse for Boran, and that's the way her former husband treats her. Before Alya finds out about the will, her anger at Cihan is at an all-time high, and there's no question of any relationship developing between the two. After the will, however, that's a different story. So, when it falls to her to choose, she can do so easily, with her conscience at rest. And we see that so clearly in the way she announces she won't return to Boran even when he wakes up. Now, let's focus on the tricky bit. The weaknesses. Because Alya fears being a burden, being imposed on someone, adding to their strain, anything other than clarity can't help but raise doubts. When Cihan doesn't answer her question of 'Where will you stand?' with a clear with you or with you, distrust raises its ugly head. She starts asking herself if their relationship is what Cihan really wants now that Boran is back in the picture. She starts wondering whether Cihan will be able to shoulder the burden their relationship will add to his already weighed-down shoulders. It's harrowing to watch her be drawn to Cihan one instant, and pull back the next. Not because she doesn't love him, but because she can't bear to be another weight on Cihan's existence. That's what we see when she's shivering with fever. She wants him close, but she also doesn't want him to suffer. She keeps asking Cihan to leave, but he refuses to budge. And, that cures and hurts at the same time. For some reason, when she says, 'I'm also trying to find a way,' I couldn't help but feel that a part of her is already reverting back to the old Alya. The longer Cihan refrains from giving Alya a clear answer, the more her doubts grow. The more their 'impossibility' takes over her love. The closer she grows to wanting to leave. This time, if she attempts to leave, it won't be because her feelings overwhelm her. It'll be because she can't bear to see Cihan hurt anymore. Cihan Albora Oh boy. I can already hear the jeers of 'coward' and 'gavat' (which, by the way, I find to be a really ugly word) ringing in my ears. Well, fcuk that. Let's get back to our analysis. I talked about how Cihan seems to be stuck between suppression and surrender when it comes to his guilt. And, I did think that almost losing Alya would break that spell. But, clearly, that's not the road that Gulizar wants to take. Perhaps she does want it to come down to conflict. I'm not sure yet. What I am sure of is that Cihan is already aware of what he wants. And it's not wanting to be BFFs with Boran at the expense of Alya, guilt be damned. You can see it in the way his answers get bolder every time Sadakat asks him about a divorce. This episode is the first time Cihan states outright that the burden of 'conscience' isn't his to bear because he merely did what Boran asked of him. In other words, he didn't plan on falling in love with Alya, but it happened, and if there's any blame in that, it's not on him or Alya. Here's what irks most people. He doesn't ever talk about what he wants. It's always 'What if Boran wants this' or 'What if Boran wants that.' In other words, it's a form of misdirection on his part. He knows what's in his heart, but he doesn't want to say it out loud. Another scene where you can clearly see what his choice will be is when he's taking care of Alya during her fever. The more Alya insists that he leave, the more he digs in his heels. Until finally, he says, 'I won't allow anyone to hurt you, I won't allow anyone to harm you, and that's how it will be until I draw my last breath.' People don't say things like. 'That's how it'll be as long as I live,' if they're not sure about what they want. This is Cihan's strength. His love, protective instincts, and his code of sticking up for the people he loves. Unfortunately, like Alya, that's also his weakness. Cihan's been trained to fight for his family and his people to his very last. And, that's one HUGE reason why he can't verbalize what's already screaming inside his mind and his heart. We know he can't live without Alya, he says as much in the last episode. He keeps buying time because he knows once he states those words - there's no turning back. And he knows exactly how ugly things could go because dealing with ugly has been his entire existence. People won't be kind to him or Alya in the place where they live (think back to how Demir sends his goons to insult Alya's mom). And besides all that, what if Boran doesn't want to let go? That's when shit will truly hit the fan, because once Cihan says he's with Alya, he'll be fighting his brother, standing up to his mother, breaking his family apart, endangering Albora with internal strife, and worst of all, risking Alya and Deniz's safety. And remember, unlike Alya, who can control her conscience because of an extenuating factor, Cihan has no such relief. So, what you see is a man trying to survive an impending hurricane in a straw hut. He knows when that storm hits, and it will, things will go to hell. Besides all that, there is his stupid conscience that just won't shut the hell up because of that code of his. To me, that's not cowardice. That's a man standing at the edge of a life-changing truth, and being undone by the gravity of it. It's almost as if his soul is negotiating with reality, hoping to avoid collateral damage, while grieving for the version of himself he knows won't survive after he states his truth. As we can see in the scene where he and Alya are saying goodbye, they're already a family. His heart has already made the choice, so much so that in that scene, even Sadakat and Nare see the invisible bonds tying Cihan to Alya and vice versa. It's not a question of if, merely when. The Last Nail in the Coffin The question on everyone's mind is, what will it be? The last nail in the coffin of Cihan and Boran's brotherhood. The point of no return. To me, the way things are shaping up, there will be a clash. Will the showdown happen when Boran wakes up, or will Cihan learn the truth about his brother and finally be set free? I don't know. I've always had the inkling that Boran isn't what he claims to be. I guess we'll find out soon. But until then, I'll be watching. Gladly. For both my babies. Till next time, happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir

CocoLoco

50,671 görüntüleme • 8 ay önce

Guys, I’m broken. I am sitting here in tears, and I can't hold it anymore. This country breaks people in ways you never think possible. I have looked for words since yesterdat but I couldn't find any until this video. I have just watched Ssegirinya Muhammad crying, asking why anyone would tie him to such grave crimes like murdering people in Masaka — his birthplace — all because of politics. And honestly, I don’t think I have ever been this heartbroken over anything in Ugandan politics. This man gave up his whole life to serve people. From the moment he became an MP, he didn’t start by “dusting himself off” like most of our leaders do. He didn’t focus on buying fancy cars or securing his own comfort. No. He went straight to work for the people who voted him in. He started projects to help the poor, to take care of the sick, to make life a little easier for the struggling families that elected him. He was different. He cared in ways we don’t often see in our leaders. And how did we, as a country, pay him back? We watched as the system came after him. We watched as he was accused of crimes so ridiculous it hurt to even listen. Murder? Really? They accused him of killing his own people in Masaka. And we said nothing. We just looked on as this man’s life was destroyed bit by bit. We saw his health deteriorate in prison, and we kept quiet. We saw him being denied bail even when those closest to him told us he needed urgent medical treatment. We all remember that judge in Masaka who saw him on a Zoom call from prison and still said NO to bail. The Prisons commissioner told us they have the capacity to treat him in prison even when we later learnt that the whole of this country couldn't treat him. I mean, how can someone see another human being suffering like that and still refuse them a chance to get help? No, guys, NO. Ssegirinya is gone. He’s dead. And this wasn’t just nature taking its course. This wasn’t God’s plan. This was us. This was the system. This was our silence. Our looking the other way. We are complicit. We watched the government persecute a man for standing with the people. We watched them destroy him because he cared more about serving than about playing the political game. We let this happen. And now he’s gone. I keep asking myself — is this what politics in this country has come to? Destroying so many people just to stay in power? Locking up anyone who threatens the status quo without any crime? This is not normal my friends, NO. We can’t just move on from this. A man is dead because he chose to serve his people. He gave everything he could to make life better for his people. And in return, he was fought, persecuted, humiliated, and denied basic human decency. We should be ashamed. Ashamed that we let it get to this point. Ashamed that politics in Uganda has become a death sentence for anyone who tries to stand up for the oppressed. And it’s not just Ssegirinya. How many more lives have been lost? How many more are wasting away in prisons right now for simply demanding a better country? Politics should never take us to this point. And to the people who still defend this system — I honestly don’t have words!
2:31

Guys, I’m broken. I am sitting here in tears, and I can't hold it anymore. This country breaks people in ways you never think possible. I have looked for words since yesterdat but I couldn't find any until this video. I have just watched Ssegirinya Muhammad crying, asking why anyone would tie him to such grave crimes like murdering people in Masaka — his birthplace — all because of politics. And honestly, I don’t think I have ever been this heartbroken over anything in Ugandan politics. This man gave up his whole life to serve people. From the moment he became an MP, he didn’t start by “dusting himself off” like most of our leaders do. He didn’t focus on buying fancy cars or securing his own comfort. No. He went straight to work for the people who voted him in. He started projects to help the poor, to take care of the sick, to make life a little easier for the struggling families that elected him. He was different. He cared in ways we don’t often see in our leaders. And how did we, as a country, pay him back? We watched as the system came after him. We watched as he was accused of crimes so ridiculous it hurt to even listen. Murder? Really? They accused him of killing his own people in Masaka. And we said nothing. We just looked on as this man’s life was destroyed bit by bit. We saw his health deteriorate in prison, and we kept quiet. We saw him being denied bail even when those closest to him told us he needed urgent medical treatment. We all remember that judge in Masaka who saw him on a Zoom call from prison and still said NO to bail. The Prisons commissioner told us they have the capacity to treat him in prison even when we later learnt that the whole of this country couldn't treat him. I mean, how can someone see another human being suffering like that and still refuse them a chance to get help? No, guys, NO. Ssegirinya is gone. He’s dead. And this wasn’t just nature taking its course. This wasn’t God’s plan. This was us. This was the system. This was our silence. Our looking the other way. We are complicit. We watched the government persecute a man for standing with the people. We watched them destroy him because he cared more about serving than about playing the political game. We let this happen. And now he’s gone. I keep asking myself — is this what politics in this country has come to? Destroying so many people just to stay in power? Locking up anyone who threatens the status quo without any crime? This is not normal my friends, NO. We can’t just move on from this. A man is dead because he chose to serve his people. He gave everything he could to make life better for his people. And in return, he was fought, persecuted, humiliated, and denied basic human decency. We should be ashamed. Ashamed that we let it get to this point. Ashamed that politics in Uganda has become a death sentence for anyone who tries to stand up for the oppressed. And it’s not just Ssegirinya. How many more lives have been lost? How many more are wasting away in prisons right now for simply demanding a better country? Politics should never take us to this point. And to the people who still defend this system — I honestly don’t have words!

King Melvin

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