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First of all, I am overwhelmed with gratitude that we were able to pull off this birthday surprise for Rainah in such a short period of time. This wouldn’t have been possible without the help of so many people who came together to make this day extra special for our Bunso. To my sisters in the RainDears admin and strategy team - Ruth, Erika, Jaidy, Sheila, Jai and most especially Pat, thank you for standing with me throughout the entire preparation process. From contacting suppliers, compiling videos, designing the LED visuals, and every little detail in between—you’ve been incredible. To Tita Jen and Tito Raul, thank you so much for giving us permission to organize this for your unica hija. To Mama Joy and management, your approval and support mean the world to us. And, of course, to all the RainDears and supporters who contributed and made the Star Money Board Gift twist possible—your generosity and love are truly inspiring. It brings me so much joy to be an instrument in making this celebration happen. Rainah, happiest birthday to you, our dearest Bunso! We hope we’ve made you feel extra loved and cherished today. You deserve all the happiness in the world. Always remember, Bunso, we love you, and we’ll always be here for you. I will always be your Ate.
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First of all, I am overwhelmed with gratitude that we were able to pull off this birthday surprise for Rainah in such a short period of time. This wouldn’t have been possible without the help of so many people who came together to make this day extra special for our Bunso. To my sisters in the RainDears admin and strategy team - Ruth, Erika, Jaidy, Sheila, Jai and most especially Pat, thank you for standing with me throughout the entire preparation process. From contacting suppliers, compiling videos, designing the LED visuals, and every little detail in between—you’ve been incredible. To Tita Jen and Tito Raul, thank you so much for giving us permission to organize this for your unica hija. To Mama Joy and management, your approval and support mean the world to us. And, of course, to all the RainDears and supporters who contributed and made the Star Money Board Gift twist possible—your generosity and love are truly inspiring. It brings me so much joy to be an instrument in making this celebration happen. Rainah, happiest birthday to you, our dearest Bunso! We hope we’ve made you feel extra loved and cherished today. You deserve all the happiness in the world. Always remember, Bunso, we love you, and we’ll always be here for you. I will always be your Ate.

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DeeHupHouse

70,264 views • 5 months ago

what im about to say is just MY vision! this is how i see it i feel like the car in the mv represents heeseung himself and everything he has gone through over the years. in the mv, when he first got the car, it’s bright red. red symbolizes his passion, excitement, and happiness as he finally achieves the dream he had worked toward for so long. he has debuted, he is standing on stage and he is doing what he always wanted to do as the story progresses, the car becomes almost completely gray. i see this as a reflection of heeseung’s burnout and emotional exhaustion. the feeling of becoming drained after constantly giving so much of yourself without having enough time to recover. heeseung had dreams and desire to release his own solo music and show a different side of himself as an artist, but he wasn’t able to do it, he pushed it aside for a long time so he started losing hope. the fading color of the car mirrors how his passion and motivation were slowly being overshadowed by frustration and disappointment yet the car never becomes entirely gray. the driver’s door is still red. that remaining red represents the part of heeseung that refused to let go of his dreams and passion. no matter how exhausted he became, no matter how much disappointment he faced, there was still a small part of him that continued to believe that things could get better. the car is literally following heeseung and refusing to let go. i feel like it symbolizes the passion that survived even when everything else seemed to be fading away – the fully red car shows the joy of a dream coming true – the gray car shows the emotional cost of everything that came afterward – and the driver’s red door shows that no matter how difficult the journey became, he never completely lost himself that’s why i believe the car represents heeseung/his dreams
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what im about to say is just MY vision! this is how i see it i feel like the car in the mv represents heeseung himself and everything he has gone through over the years. in the mv, when he first got the car, it’s bright red. red symbolizes his passion, excitement, and happiness as he finally achieves the dream he had worked toward for so long. he has debuted, he is standing on stage and he is doing what he always wanted to do as the story progresses, the car becomes almost completely gray. i see this as a reflection of heeseung’s burnout and emotional exhaustion. the feeling of becoming drained after constantly giving so much of yourself without having enough time to recover. heeseung had dreams and desire to release his own solo music and show a different side of himself as an artist, but he wasn’t able to do it, he pushed it aside for a long time so he started losing hope. the fading color of the car mirrors how his passion and motivation were slowly being overshadowed by frustration and disappointment yet the car never becomes entirely gray. the driver’s door is still red. that remaining red represents the part of heeseung that refused to let go of his dreams and passion. no matter how exhausted he became, no matter how much disappointment he faced, there was still a small part of him that continued to believe that things could get better. the car is literally following heeseung and refusing to let go. i feel like it symbolizes the passion that survived even when everything else seemed to be fading away – the fully red car shows the joy of a dream coming true – the gray car shows the emotional cost of everything that came afterward – and the driver’s red door shows that no matter how difficult the journey became, he never completely lost himself that’s why i believe the car represents heeseung/his dreams

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50,766 views • 28 days ago

Our lovely, lively little Smudge had parvo a couple of weeks ago, but it was so soon after losing Oakley, I didn't want to report on the bad news. Parvo is highly dangerous for dogs, but especially puppies, so here's the signs we look out for: Loss of appetite, vomiting, diarrhea, not drinking and lethargy. Don't hang around if you see these symptoms! We got Smudge straight to the vet and on IV to get him hydrated. Time is so important! The chances of survival are very low once it starts to take hold. Luckily, Smudge survived, but that was largely down to immediate intensive care 🙏🏻🐾😍 We're ecstatic that he's back to being a playful little scamp 😁😍 Get your puppies vaccinated as soon as they're ready, but make sure they're fit enough to handle the vaccination first. Keep them up to date with vaccinations. We want zero numbers suffering the nightmare of parvo ❤ Please help us to keep going 🙏🏻 Vet bills are very costly on top of all our other outgoings 😞 The price of a coffee can make a huge difference to these dogs and cats lives. We try to help as many as possible 🙏🏻🐾🐶😺❤ To donate via PayPal: Via bank transfer, our bank details can be found on our website here: Thank you for your support. As always, it's very much appreciated 🙏🙏🙏🐾🐶😺❤ Please don't forget to share 🙏🏻😍
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Our lovely, lively little Smudge had parvo a couple of weeks ago, but it was so soon after losing Oakley, I didn't want to report on the bad news. Parvo is highly dangerous for dogs, but especially puppies, so here's the signs we look out for: Loss of appetite, vomiting, diarrhea, not drinking and lethargy. Don't hang around if you see these symptoms! We got Smudge straight to the vet and on IV to get him hydrated. Time is so important! The chances of survival are very low once it starts to take hold. Luckily, Smudge survived, but that was largely down to immediate intensive care 🙏🏻🐾😍 We're ecstatic that he's back to being a playful little scamp 😁😍 Get your puppies vaccinated as soon as they're ready, but make sure they're fit enough to handle the vaccination first. Keep them up to date with vaccinations. We want zero numbers suffering the nightmare of parvo ❤ Please help us to keep going 🙏🏻 Vet bills are very costly on top of all our other outgoings 😞 The price of a coffee can make a huge difference to these dogs and cats lives. We try to help as many as possible 🙏🏻🐾🐶😺❤ To donate via PayPal: Via bank transfer, our bank details can be found on our website here: Thank you for your support. As always, it's very much appreciated 🙏🙏🙏🐾🐶😺❤ Please don't forget to share 🙏🏻😍

Lovina Animal Welfare

70,593 views • 1 year ago

First off, thank you for such great support so far. The book was #1 in Poverty Studies (Amazon) and even got to the low thousands in Fiction and Literature 😊👍 which I got a kick out of...nice to have a book that isn't in the trillion ranking... I'll be continuing to promote this book as it's still new but it's fun to get back to work on the Quitturz. I hope to have that out in maybe three months. As usual, I'll be working on more than one book so I'll also be assembling Book 2 of the Al and Ivy series. That one will have more insight into the mental health issue, larger camps, and have much more Ivy as she became especially important as the series progresses. On The Road With Al & Ivy: Book One: Becoming A Face is now live on Kindle Unlimited and will be .99 until July 30th. Link: Note: The book is a realistic depiction of the scene, so it's 18+ Also the Anthology is priced at .99 for now. Book 1 Overview On The Road With Al & Ivy is a planned trilogy of novels that are loosely based on the author's life in the San Francisco Bay homeless scene in 2016. His travels took him and Ivy to Northern California, Marin County, San Francisco, East Bay, Silicon Valley, Gilroy, Monterrey Peninsula, and Fresno. The On The Road With Al & Ivy novels are about a group of people in 2016, with all of their virtues and flaws, dealing with a catastrophic situation with resilience and making both good and bad choices to survive. The novel depicts various subcultures and situations that are rarely covered in the media and gives the reader a realistic picture of the homeless population. That means everything, from the violence and drug use that's often sensationalized in the media, back stories that humanize the stereotypes, the sense of community as strong as any in the mainstream, and even the rough sense of humor that many have about their situation. The author's main intent is to put a human face on the homeless population. It's always been there and Book 1 begins that process. #BookTwitter #kindleunlimited #homeless #shitzu #books #siliconvalley #fiction #Blogs
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Boogie Underground

22,385 views • 1 year ago

APPRECIATION POST ✨ Would love to take a moment to Thank and show Appreciation to everyone who came to support our beloved Lingling Kwong with the most loudest cheers 🗣️ First and foremost (I) Admin Sha was planning on taking a break . Diagnosed with a Heart Complication that forced me to get hospitalized and limited my ability to move in a daily basis hence decided to take a break & try comeback more active next year. But that plan got postponed with the news saying P’Ling was coming I jumped out of my bed out of excitement & happiness and jumped straight to planning all the things we had to do for the visit. To be able to represent our fans here in Malaysia was a big honor yet a big responsibility we had to take on. Despite all the challenges our team have been through we made it this far with only 3 Admins pushing through all the hardwork to make this event memorable for both P’Ling and the fans. A big shoutout to the Golden Angels Family & JKR Family for contributing and making the event more memorable for all of us. Our volunteers the ‘Crew Team’ who sacrificed their jobs to come help us admins and helped with every small and big tasks that needed to be done with precision and made the event run smoothly. My Beloved Admin Jojo & Admin Hyunnie for always being there for the team✨ WE MADE IT GUYS !!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH NA!! Sincerly Your Admin. Admin Sha LINGLING EUCERIN ASEAN PST #LinglingXEucerinInMalaysia #Linglingkwong #หลิงหลิงคอง
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APPRECIATION POST ✨ Would love to take a moment to Thank and show Appreciation to everyone who came to support our beloved Lingling Kwong with the most loudest cheers 🗣️ First and foremost (I) Admin Sha was planning on taking a break . Diagnosed with a Heart Complication that forced me to get hospitalized and limited my ability to move in a daily basis hence decided to take a break & try comeback more active next year. But that plan got postponed with the news saying P’Ling was coming I jumped out of my bed out of excitement & happiness and jumped straight to planning all the things we had to do for the visit. To be able to represent our fans here in Malaysia was a big honor yet a big responsibility we had to take on. Despite all the challenges our team have been through we made it this far with only 3 Admins pushing through all the hardwork to make this event memorable for both P’Ling and the fans. A big shoutout to the Golden Angels Family & JKR Family for contributing and making the event more memorable for all of us. Our volunteers the ‘Crew Team’ who sacrificed their jobs to come help us admins and helped with every small and big tasks that needed to be done with precision and made the event run smoothly. My Beloved Admin Jojo & Admin Hyunnie for always being there for the team✨ WE MADE IT GUYS !!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH NA!! Sincerly Your Admin. Admin Sha LINGLING EUCERIN ASEAN PST #LinglingXEucerinInMalaysia #Linglingkwong #หลิงหลิงคอง

LingLingKwong Malaysia Official Fanclub

21,499 views • 6 months ago

Is Election Commission of India or BJP trying to support minority TVK Vijay . A person is considered to be a Chief Minister only after: * Proving his party majority in the legislative assembly * He should be invited by the Governor for swearing in as a single majority party. * And protocols to provided only after swearing in on behalf of the honourable Governor of TN. Until that happens, it is considered to be a Governors Rule under Constitutional Article. The velumani (DGP) has no authority to assign Chief Minister-level convoy or protocol before a government is formally formed and before the Governor’s approval. TVK Vijay has not yet proven a majority in the Assembly and has not been officially announced as Chief Minister of Tamil Nadu. I Personally need Sandeep Rai Rathore IPS🇮🇳 to remember something you were promoted as DGP in DMK government and appointed as first ever Commissioner of Avadi. Then as Tamil Nadu Police something went gone under you which made a very bad impression against the government (Armstrong murder) so you were removed from COP for GREATER CHENNAI POLICE -GCP . I accept that you were in UPSC DGP Panel that doesn’t mean you were not recognised by DMK so your working out of nomes to TVK. Its not a duty and a decorum of a DGP amd especially of a HOPF of TN. If Sandeep Rai Rathore IPS🇮🇳 is so much affectionate with Vijay let him go and join as a Personal security to Him. As a tax payer i have the right to question how can my money be spent for CM security with him being acknowledged only to show the DGP wisdom can he do this is Amit Shah Sleeping. I urge गृहमंत्री कार्यालय, HMO India to look into this matter and take appropriate action if any rules or protocols have been violated.
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Is Election Commission of India or BJP trying to support minority TVK Vijay . A person is considered to be a Chief Minister only after: * Proving his party majority in the legislative assembly * He should be invited by the Governor for swearing in as a single majority party. * And protocols to provided only after swearing in on behalf of the honourable Governor of TN. Until that happens, it is considered to be a Governors Rule under Constitutional Article. The velumani (DGP) has no authority to assign Chief Minister-level convoy or protocol before a government is formally formed and before the Governor’s approval. TVK Vijay has not yet proven a majority in the Assembly and has not been officially announced as Chief Minister of Tamil Nadu. I Personally need Sandeep Rai Rathore IPS🇮🇳 to remember something you were promoted as DGP in DMK government and appointed as first ever Commissioner of Avadi. Then as Tamil Nadu Police something went gone under you which made a very bad impression against the government (Armstrong murder) so you were removed from COP for GREATER CHENNAI POLICE -GCP . I accept that you were in UPSC DGP Panel that doesn’t mean you were not recognised by DMK so your working out of nomes to TVK. Its not a duty and a decorum of a DGP amd especially of a HOPF of TN. If Sandeep Rai Rathore IPS🇮🇳 is so much affectionate with Vijay let him go and join as a Personal security to Him. As a tax payer i have the right to question how can my money be spent for CM security with him being acknowledged only to show the DGP wisdom can he do this is Amit Shah Sleeping. I urge गृहमंत्री कार्यालय, HMO India to look into this matter and take appropriate action if any rules or protocols have been violated.

Tiruchi Suriyaa

113,732 views • 2 months ago

Hi all! Say hello to Yuki 🐶❤ Putu happened upon her on the main road and couldn't bear to leave her there in such a devastating state. The videos tell all 😞 It looks like she's had her mouth tied and managed to free herself, but it seems to have caused damage to her tooth 💔 Her poor little body has been completely ravaged with ticks and fleas and she's malnourished. Yuki's currently receiving all the treatment she needs to start her on the road to recovery, but as always, treatment doesn't come cheap and we know along the road she'll need extra steps on top of her initial care, like being sterilised, vaccinations and dental treatment etc. We want to give all our rescues the best and most comfortable life possible after the horrible start they've had 🤞🏻🙏🏻 Please help us to do the best by them 🙏🏻🥰 You can help us by donating here: Or via any bank transfer app using our bank details on our website: We are struggling along in dire need of help. We hate turning any away that need our help and we very rarely do! ANY amount helps us to keep going. Thank you all so much for your support 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 We truly appreciate each and every one of you 😇🙏🏻🐶😺❤❤❤ Please share far and wide 🙏🏻❤
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Hi all! Say hello to Yuki 🐶❤ Putu happened upon her on the main road and couldn't bear to leave her there in such a devastating state. The videos tell all 😞 It looks like she's had her mouth tied and managed to free herself, but it seems to have caused damage to her tooth 💔 Her poor little body has been completely ravaged with ticks and fleas and she's malnourished. Yuki's currently receiving all the treatment she needs to start her on the road to recovery, but as always, treatment doesn't come cheap and we know along the road she'll need extra steps on top of her initial care, like being sterilised, vaccinations and dental treatment etc. We want to give all our rescues the best and most comfortable life possible after the horrible start they've had 🤞🏻🙏🏻 Please help us to do the best by them 🙏🏻🥰 You can help us by donating here: Or via any bank transfer app using our bank details on our website: We are struggling along in dire need of help. We hate turning any away that need our help and we very rarely do! ANY amount helps us to keep going. Thank you all so much for your support 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 We truly appreciate each and every one of you 😇🙏🏻🐶😺❤❤❤ Please share far and wide 🙏🏻❤

Lovina Animal Welfare

39,606 views • 1 year ago

Everytime you see the "Where is Kate Middleton?" and the conspiracies, smile my dears, because there is a greater implication here. After 5 months of public Bullying, Press pressures, Public Pressures and Palace pressures, NO ONE can tell you anything tangible about the princess; not the press, not the courtiers, no one. Prince William has indeed remained Catherine's Relentless protector and defender🔥 He has kept his promise to Catherine that •she would have surgery in complete privacy; •be in and out of the hospital in complete privacy; • Be back home to recover in complete privacy; • That he would take care of their children and handle everything while she focus on her recovery on complete privacy🤩 We are 5 months into 2024, and Catherine, as the Most High Profile future Queen in the World, has enjoyed a privacy that was not given to any other royal women or wife of an Heir apparent EVER in History. This is not thanks to the press; this is not even thanks to the Palace. It is because her Husband has refused to serve her on a platter and has not let himself be cowered by outside nor inside pressures on him to relent. As his mentor and Frmr Private secretary Jamie Lowther-Pinkerton already said of Him: "William was always someone of deeply impressive maturity[...] There are many examples of when I worked for William where it would have been very easy to take one route, but it wouldn’t have been the honorable or the right thing to do; so he took the more difficult route."❤️ Prince William proved his private secretary right indeed. He chose the most difficult path when it came to protecting Catherine because it was the right thing to do. The Easiest path would have been to give the press what they want: access to Catherine to take her pictures so they can make money of her and dissect her ad nauseam while she recovers. Instead, he chose to do the one thing that would anger them and bring their wrath on him: He gave them No access and No explanations🔥 William EVEN dared to take a mother's day picture of his OWN wife and children HIMSELF; How dare he..😏🤡 The Fact is, Catherine has Privacy ONLY because Prince William held strong for his family to remain at peace during this time of turmoil. In 2012 during their Pacific Royal tour, Catherine was once again victim of the Press attacks and violation of her privacy when the french magazine, The Closer, published topless pictures of her while on vacation with William. The DM editor, Rebecca English, quizzed him about the situation and it was then that Prince William revealed that Prior to marrying her, he had given his word to her parents that he would protect her at all costs and take care of her; a promise he continues to stand by❤️ Just this month, a friend of the RF revealed pretty much nothing to People Mag when he said that "Prince William is keeping his inner circle tight during a challenging chapter." The Source added: "He is not leaning on too many others"😏 Another source closer to the Wales said: "The Prince of Wales is relying heavily on the "nuclear family unit" of his immediate family of five and Kate’s supportive family: her parents Carole and Michael Middleton and her siblings Pippa and James"🔥 Who could blame him? He has to keep quiet since he knows everyone wants to know what he knows. So he is right to rely on the people who will never betray him nor Catherine: The Middletons. A daft post was asking "why are the Middletons not asking where their daughter is?" Why would they, Dimmy?🤡 They know exactly where she is and probably what she ate today. The Middletons have do not talk because they KNOW what is going on and are protecting their OWN Daughter, alongside William😏 So when you see people asking where she is, remember that the Future King kept his promise to his Wife; and a Man who will keep his promises to his wife and children, will keep his promises to his country and to the Monarchy☕️ 📹Tokkianami
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Everytime you see the "Where is Kate Middleton?" and the conspiracies, smile my dears, because there is a greater implication here. After 5 months of public Bullying, Press pressures, Public Pressures and Palace pressures, NO ONE can tell you anything tangible about the princess; not the press, not the courtiers, no one. Prince William has indeed remained Catherine's Relentless protector and defender🔥 He has kept his promise to Catherine that •she would have surgery in complete privacy; •be in and out of the hospital in complete privacy; • Be back home to recover in complete privacy; • That he would take care of their children and handle everything while she focus on her recovery on complete privacy🤩 We are 5 months into 2024, and Catherine, as the Most High Profile future Queen in the World, has enjoyed a privacy that was not given to any other royal women or wife of an Heir apparent EVER in History. This is not thanks to the press; this is not even thanks to the Palace. It is because her Husband has refused to serve her on a platter and has not let himself be cowered by outside nor inside pressures on him to relent. As his mentor and Frmr Private secretary Jamie Lowther-Pinkerton already said of Him: "William was always someone of deeply impressive maturity[...] There are many examples of when I worked for William where it would have been very easy to take one route, but it wouldn’t have been the honorable or the right thing to do; so he took the more difficult route."❤️ Prince William proved his private secretary right indeed. He chose the most difficult path when it came to protecting Catherine because it was the right thing to do. The Easiest path would have been to give the press what they want: access to Catherine to take her pictures so they can make money of her and dissect her ad nauseam while she recovers. Instead, he chose to do the one thing that would anger them and bring their wrath on him: He gave them No access and No explanations🔥 William EVEN dared to take a mother's day picture of his OWN wife and children HIMSELF; How dare he..😏🤡 The Fact is, Catherine has Privacy ONLY because Prince William held strong for his family to remain at peace during this time of turmoil. In 2012 during their Pacific Royal tour, Catherine was once again victim of the Press attacks and violation of her privacy when the french magazine, The Closer, published topless pictures of her while on vacation with William. The DM editor, Rebecca English, quizzed him about the situation and it was then that Prince William revealed that Prior to marrying her, he had given his word to her parents that he would protect her at all costs and take care of her; a promise he continues to stand by❤️ Just this month, a friend of the RF revealed pretty much nothing to People Mag when he said that "Prince William is keeping his inner circle tight during a challenging chapter." The Source added: "He is not leaning on too many others"😏 Another source closer to the Wales said: "The Prince of Wales is relying heavily on the "nuclear family unit" of his immediate family of five and Kate’s supportive family: her parents Carole and Michael Middleton and her siblings Pippa and James"🔥 Who could blame him? He has to keep quiet since he knows everyone wants to know what he knows. So he is right to rely on the people who will never betray him nor Catherine: The Middletons. A daft post was asking "why are the Middletons not asking where their daughter is?" Why would they, Dimmy?🤡 They know exactly where she is and probably what she ate today. The Middletons have do not talk because they KNOW what is going on and are protecting their OWN Daughter, alongside William😏 So when you see people asking where she is, remember that the Future King kept his promise to his Wife; and a Man who will keep his promises to his wife and children, will keep his promises to his country and to the Monarchy☕️ 📹Tokkianami

Canellecitadelle

371,585 views • 2 years ago

🦴✨ **Breaking News: The Mooseweiler Finally Gets It (Thanks to Me)** ✨🦴 Listen up! I have an important announcement from the top of the couch: My brother baby rottie Kenji (aka The Mooseweiler, aka my oversized shadow with zero chill and even less coordination) just learned how to pick up his toy and actually PUT IT IN THE BOX like a real dog instead of a confused moose. Yes, yes, clap for him. I’ll wait… still waiting… okay, that’s enough. The human is over here rolling around like she just invented dog training. “Look what *I* taught him!!” she keeps saying, beaming with those victory selfies and acting like the kibble fairy godmother. Bless her sweet, optimistic heart. Sure, she did the whole beginner routine: scattered a couple pieces of kibble in the box so he’d shove his giant moose snout in there, had him nose-push the toy inside, then outside, then the grand finale — “pick it up and try not to yeet it sideways onto the box like a total amateur.” That last part took… several attempts. Because apparently my little brother thinks boxes are for leaning on, not actually putting things *in*. But let’s keep it real. What actually happened. The moment I casually strolled over, hit him with the patented Chesnyy Side-Eye of Wisdom™, picked up my own toy, and dropped it in the box clean as a pro… …boom. Lightbulb 💡 finally flickered on in that big, beautiful, empty-headed Rottie skull of his. He copied me. Obviously. Who wouldn’t? I’m basically the Einstein of the household — better hips, superior sass, and zero need for three rounds of kibble bribery just to do something this simple. So congratulations, Kenji the Mooseweiler, for finally mastering the sacred art of “toy goes in box”… all thanks to your brilliant, patient, and extremely talented older sister’s demonstration. You’re welcome, little bro. Try to keep up next time without the dramatic side-lay fail reel and all that confused moose energy. The human can keep taking the credit if it makes her happy. We both know who the real teacher is around here. Big sister supremacy remains undefeated. 🏆🐾 🎥 Video evidence that he's actually teachable #ChesnyyTheServicerottie #KenjiTheMooseweiler #BigSisterDidItFirst #ServiceRottieWisdom #ToyInTheBoxChallenge #MooseCopycat
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🦴✨ **Breaking News: The Mooseweiler Finally Gets It (Thanks to Me)** ✨🦴 Listen up! I have an important announcement from the top of the couch: My brother baby rottie Kenji (aka The Mooseweiler, aka my oversized shadow with zero chill and even less coordination) just learned how to pick up his toy and actually PUT IT IN THE BOX like a real dog instead of a confused moose. Yes, yes, clap for him. I’ll wait… still waiting… okay, that’s enough. The human is over here rolling around like she just invented dog training. “Look what *I* taught him!!” she keeps saying, beaming with those victory selfies and acting like the kibble fairy godmother. Bless her sweet, optimistic heart. Sure, she did the whole beginner routine: scattered a couple pieces of kibble in the box so he’d shove his giant moose snout in there, had him nose-push the toy inside, then outside, then the grand finale — “pick it up and try not to yeet it sideways onto the box like a total amateur.” That last part took… several attempts. Because apparently my little brother thinks boxes are for leaning on, not actually putting things *in*. But let’s keep it real. What actually happened. The moment I casually strolled over, hit him with the patented Chesnyy Side-Eye of Wisdom™, picked up my own toy, and dropped it in the box clean as a pro… …boom. Lightbulb 💡 finally flickered on in that big, beautiful, empty-headed Rottie skull of his. He copied me. Obviously. Who wouldn’t? I’m basically the Einstein of the household — better hips, superior sass, and zero need for three rounds of kibble bribery just to do something this simple. So congratulations, Kenji the Mooseweiler, for finally mastering the sacred art of “toy goes in box”… all thanks to your brilliant, patient, and extremely talented older sister’s demonstration. You’re welcome, little bro. Try to keep up next time without the dramatic side-lay fail reel and all that confused moose energy. The human can keep taking the credit if it makes her happy. We both know who the real teacher is around here. Big sister supremacy remains undefeated. 🏆🐾 🎥 Video evidence that he's actually teachable #ChesnyyTheServicerottie #KenjiTheMooseweiler #BigSisterDidItFirst #ServiceRottieWisdom #ToyInTheBoxChallenge #MooseCopycat

Team Servicerottie🇨🇦🐕‍🦺🦽

10,362 views • 3 months ago

Has been a while since I've given an update so here's a breakdown of where Sappy is at right now and what we're focusing on going into this year. Pre-amble: With altcoins & NFTs the market is definitely not the same as it was before. I think this is obvious to everyone but I've noticed there are still japanese soldiers that are convinced old tricks and mechanics work. They don't. Liquidity is thin; people want to bid assets that feel like "real companies" not vacuous memecoins. There's still room for memecoins, social currencies, and "utility tokens" (I would say without these functions, tokens are hard to justify versus equities). I'm not part of the camp that thinks there will never be hyperspeculation in crypto again, because there will be; we all love ponzis and PvPing each other onchain. Just not with solved games -- people need something new and fresh. So the overarching plan is to continue building for users, sustainable revenues that aren't tied to directly to crypto, and doubling down on the areas that we've already found PMF / Brand Market Fit. Then leaning into crypto during cyclical periods where liquidity is sloshing around at an accelerated rate. Where we've found early PMF / what we're leaning into: Roblox: we're going to continue to go hard and accelerate here. It's our main objective to ship more seal/brainrot focused games across most genres to cast as wide of a net as we can for the brand, and to also iterate and see what works and stays sticky. Our initial incursion into Roblox was very successful peaking at 2M+ MAU and still sustaining a large portion of that player base... for all of its success, that was a relatively amateur first attempt; we've been setting up better AI pipelines for Roblox development that makes it reasonable to ship many more games and 10x those player counts in totality. It's my belief that Roblox is the sandbox whose audience will be the most valuable on the internet once they are grown up. That intense feeling you get when you see a TikTok referencing an old game you enjoyed on the PS2 or the Gamecube, or when you see a Pokemon card is the exact same feeling the youth of today will get when reminiscing on the things they enjoyed engaging with when they were younger. Fortnite and Roblox are functional equivalents to the old school consoles and exactly where that is taking place. Which is why as much as I care about scaling revenues through Roblox, the long term brand equity gained purely through being popular on the platform is totally invaluable. It also can heavily convert to merchandise sales today if all touchpoints for the brand are dialed in (which is why brands get overcharged so much by Roblox dev shops for the same ROI that only cost us a few thousand $). We have the playbook, it's just about iterating new concepts and then aggressively scaling. Brand Expansion & Merchandising: I've started to create a content pipeline that is easily repeatable, cost efficient (costs next to nothing through either AI or smart reusable concepts), while still being very tasteful and meeting our quality standards for the brand. We are mostly focusing here on reaching people where they're at through nostalgic/emotional content, or just being visually stimulating through carefully curated aesthetics. Content that isn't superficial and touches people in a memorable way. I've attached some examples to the post so you can see what I mean rather than just read it. I don't think it's long until larger brands start doing this at scale, but it's always good to be ahead of the curve and most importantly winning on taste -- knowing what will resonate with people and what won't has always been our edge. The purpose for these accounts is not only to rack up attention but also to begin converting those into sales of both of physicals (plushies & gacha collectibles) and digital avenues like our games, and any other apps we produce. Because they're offshoot accounts it's also a lot easier to be aggressive/experimental with said conversion strategies. Sappy Studio: I'm wrapping everything like Omnia, and everything else into this category because they're all tangentially related. Beginning with Omnia, our current focus is gearing up for Season 0 which involves players competing in the ranked ladder for a prize pool that has rewards through Monad Momentum as well as a player-funded prize pool. This season will be fairly simple with us mostly logging retention, deck building habits, as well as qualitatively observing how aggressively players push the combat system. Deeper monetization wont exist yet outside of the player buy-in (to be eligible for P2E rewards). Beyond that our overarching principle this year is to focus heavily on risk-to-earn mechanics where a portion of that excess value is circular i.e. revenues flow back to prize pools or other parts of the economy, treating the game almost like a protocol where the objective is to amass TVL or player liquidity. Social is also a big focus, and that means implementing the Open World hub which from an infrastructure perspective has already been built out and tested by all of you previously. Right now we are scaffolding the environment in 3D and working through how that hub should look and feel, so players are excited to hang out & idle together while they're queuing. For sappydotlol, what I'm about to say is still early days from a design perspective so a lot can change, but I'm pushing the site in the direction of being a virtual game console. An intersection between Nintendo & Myspace where users can play, trade, and socially interact in a way that's deeply personalised; a breathe of fresh air from the hostility of the current internet. If you go back to my thesis on Roblox above and the game console references, you can kind of see how this will all sequentially tie together. In essence, the strategy is to acquire a critical mass of players through traditional platforms like Roblox, and use that attention and trust to provide an onboarding funnel for web2 users into our own sandbox filled with a mixture of our own browser-based experiences as well as an aggregation of others. The aim is to make the platform a breath of fresh air & bunker from the enshittified platforms like TikTok/IG/X where users are actually served in ways that delight rather than agitate, and where self-expression is incentivised. Closing: As always everything here is subject to change but I've never felt more conviction in our direction until now; I know exactly what we need to do and how, with everything aligning with our team's strengths. Very excited and grinding through things to the point where I'm getting headaches and can't sleep from being hyperfocused for long periods of time lol. There probably has never been a better time to join the ecosystem from a price to fuck around and find out perspective.
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Has been a while since I've given an update so here's a breakdown of where Sappy is at right now and what we're focusing on going into this year. Pre-amble: With altcoins & NFTs the market is definitely not the same as it was before. I think this is obvious to everyone but I've noticed there are still japanese soldiers that are convinced old tricks and mechanics work. They don't. Liquidity is thin; people want to bid assets that feel like "real companies" not vacuous memecoins. There's still room for memecoins, social currencies, and "utility tokens" (I would say without these functions, tokens are hard to justify versus equities). I'm not part of the camp that thinks there will never be hyperspeculation in crypto again, because there will be; we all love ponzis and PvPing each other onchain. Just not with solved games -- people need something new and fresh. So the overarching plan is to continue building for users, sustainable revenues that aren't tied to directly to crypto, and doubling down on the areas that we've already found PMF / Brand Market Fit. Then leaning into crypto during cyclical periods where liquidity is sloshing around at an accelerated rate. Where we've found early PMF / what we're leaning into: Roblox: we're going to continue to go hard and accelerate here. It's our main objective to ship more seal/brainrot focused games across most genres to cast as wide of a net as we can for the brand, and to also iterate and see what works and stays sticky. Our initial incursion into Roblox was very successful peaking at 2M+ MAU and still sustaining a large portion of that player base... for all of its success, that was a relatively amateur first attempt; we've been setting up better AI pipelines for Roblox development that makes it reasonable to ship many more games and 10x those player counts in totality. It's my belief that Roblox is the sandbox whose audience will be the most valuable on the internet once they are grown up. That intense feeling you get when you see a TikTok referencing an old game you enjoyed on the PS2 or the Gamecube, or when you see a Pokemon card is the exact same feeling the youth of today will get when reminiscing on the things they enjoyed engaging with when they were younger. Fortnite and Roblox are functional equivalents to the old school consoles and exactly where that is taking place. Which is why as much as I care about scaling revenues through Roblox, the long term brand equity gained purely through being popular on the platform is totally invaluable. It also can heavily convert to merchandise sales today if all touchpoints for the brand are dialed in (which is why brands get overcharged so much by Roblox dev shops for the same ROI that only cost us a few thousand $). We have the playbook, it's just about iterating new concepts and then aggressively scaling. Brand Expansion & Merchandising: I've started to create a content pipeline that is easily repeatable, cost efficient (costs next to nothing through either AI or smart reusable concepts), while still being very tasteful and meeting our quality standards for the brand. We are mostly focusing here on reaching people where they're at through nostalgic/emotional content, or just being visually stimulating through carefully curated aesthetics. Content that isn't superficial and touches people in a memorable way. I've attached some examples to the post so you can see what I mean rather than just read it. I don't think it's long until larger brands start doing this at scale, but it's always good to be ahead of the curve and most importantly winning on taste -- knowing what will resonate with people and what won't has always been our edge. The purpose for these accounts is not only to rack up attention but also to begin converting those into sales of both of physicals (plushies & gacha collectibles) and digital avenues like our games, and any other apps we produce. Because they're offshoot accounts it's also a lot easier to be aggressive/experimental with said conversion strategies. Sappy Studio: I'm wrapping everything like Omnia, and everything else into this category because they're all tangentially related. Beginning with Omnia, our current focus is gearing up for Season 0 which involves players competing in the ranked ladder for a prize pool that has rewards through Monad Momentum as well as a player-funded prize pool. This season will be fairly simple with us mostly logging retention, deck building habits, as well as qualitatively observing how aggressively players push the combat system. Deeper monetization wont exist yet outside of the player buy-in (to be eligible for P2E rewards). Beyond that our overarching principle this year is to focus heavily on risk-to-earn mechanics where a portion of that excess value is circular i.e. revenues flow back to prize pools or other parts of the economy, treating the game almost like a protocol where the objective is to amass TVL or player liquidity. Social is also a big focus, and that means implementing the Open World hub which from an infrastructure perspective has already been built out and tested by all of you previously. Right now we are scaffolding the environment in 3D and working through how that hub should look and feel, so players are excited to hang out & idle together while they're queuing. For sappydotlol, what I'm about to say is still early days from a design perspective so a lot can change, but I'm pushing the site in the direction of being a virtual game console. An intersection between Nintendo & Myspace where users can play, trade, and socially interact in a way that's deeply personalised; a breathe of fresh air from the hostility of the current internet. If you go back to my thesis on Roblox above and the game console references, you can kind of see how this will all sequentially tie together. In essence, the strategy is to acquire a critical mass of players through traditional platforms like Roblox, and use that attention and trust to provide an onboarding funnel for web2 users into our own sandbox filled with a mixture of our own browser-based experiences as well as an aggregation of others. The aim is to make the platform a breath of fresh air & bunker from the enshittified platforms like TikTok/IG/X where users are actually served in ways that delight rather than agitate, and where self-expression is incentivised. Closing: As always everything here is subject to change but I've never felt more conviction in our direction until now; I know exactly what we need to do and how, with everything aligning with our team's strengths. Very excited and grinding through things to the point where I'm getting headaches and can't sleep from being hyperfocused for long periods of time lol. There probably has never been a better time to join the ecosystem from a price to fuck around and find out perspective.

wab.eth

18,052 views • 6 months ago

I'm sorry but it's such a braindead, pointless, utterly inane take that for some reason people like to parrot. This guy said Drogba wouldn't SURVIVE in the premier league today (insane). He takes the idea that "standards improve with time" (valid) and applies it like a sledgehammer, without an ounce of thought. Messi struggled far more in the 2010 world cup (still in his athletic prime), than he did in 2022 (washed). So did football actually get worse? Or are performances and stats influenced by dozens of contextual factors that these simplistic era arguments completely ignore? Maybe it's not as simple as 'he's more modern therefore better' At what point does football 'get away' from the upper echelon players? Maldini played across 3 decades at a high level. Drogba thrived in the exact same era that Messi and Ronaldo did. I can be intentionally obtuse and point out that Salah thrived in the modern PL, while he struggled for Chelsea barely a year after Drogba lifted the UCL. How does this dude square these things? if the past was so much worse, then surely every top player today should've destroyed it when they were actually coming through right? Or at least in their 20s? Danny frickin Welbeck is still bossing it, but I suppose Rooney would struggle? I have never seen any indication that a top player can't translate at least 90% of their value from one era to the next. The only thing that stops them is athletic decline. I cant believe I have to explain this - but even if it's granted that standards today are better, that doesn't necessarily mean a goal today is more valuable. Those are two separate things lmao. There have been simply more goals from ~2010 onwards, and especially the last few years. For a plethora of reasons (more refined build-up, tactical advances, rule changes, more expensive squads/superteams, greater disparity between top teams and the rest etc). The mid 2000s averaged about 2.6 goals in the PL (around that if i remember right). The last few years it's been over 3(!!). If anything goals are EASIER to come by for the top forwards today (we can quibble with semantics, and it wont be true in ALL cases, but generally this is true). When watching old games - yes u see some practices, or some spaces that wouldn't exist today. At the same time, I often see shocking defending, or certain spaces open up today that wouldn't have existed in the past, so let's not oversell how good defending is now, it's not a case of 'every single thing is definitely way better now' either. Evolution is not always linear. Regardless, doesnt it naturally follow that higher standards, owed to better data/training etc would allow those past players to also scale up? Isn't that just a super obvious conclusion to come to? So what is the point of constantly saying "things are way better" or "this ex player wouldnt survive" other than to smugly and ignorantly disparage past talent? What other point is being made? I've attached a clip of Arteta (who seems to be Alex's lord and saviour pbuh going by his YT thumbnails) saying that he would be a better player today with all these modern advancements.
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I'm sorry but it's such a braindead, pointless, utterly inane take that for some reason people like to parrot. This guy said Drogba wouldn't SURVIVE in the premier league today (insane). He takes the idea that "standards improve with time" (valid) and applies it like a sledgehammer, without an ounce of thought. Messi struggled far more in the 2010 world cup (still in his athletic prime), than he did in 2022 (washed). So did football actually get worse? Or are performances and stats influenced by dozens of contextual factors that these simplistic era arguments completely ignore? Maybe it's not as simple as 'he's more modern therefore better' At what point does football 'get away' from the upper echelon players? Maldini played across 3 decades at a high level. Drogba thrived in the exact same era that Messi and Ronaldo did. I can be intentionally obtuse and point out that Salah thrived in the modern PL, while he struggled for Chelsea barely a year after Drogba lifted the UCL. How does this dude square these things? if the past was so much worse, then surely every top player today should've destroyed it when they were actually coming through right? Or at least in their 20s? Danny frickin Welbeck is still bossing it, but I suppose Rooney would struggle? I have never seen any indication that a top player can't translate at least 90% of their value from one era to the next. The only thing that stops them is athletic decline. I cant believe I have to explain this - but even if it's granted that standards today are better, that doesn't necessarily mean a goal today is more valuable. Those are two separate things lmao. There have been simply more goals from ~2010 onwards, and especially the last few years. For a plethora of reasons (more refined build-up, tactical advances, rule changes, more expensive squads/superteams, greater disparity between top teams and the rest etc). The mid 2000s averaged about 2.6 goals in the PL (around that if i remember right). The last few years it's been over 3(!!). If anything goals are EASIER to come by for the top forwards today (we can quibble with semantics, and it wont be true in ALL cases, but generally this is true). When watching old games - yes u see some practices, or some spaces that wouldn't exist today. At the same time, I often see shocking defending, or certain spaces open up today that wouldn't have existed in the past, so let's not oversell how good defending is now, it's not a case of 'every single thing is definitely way better now' either. Evolution is not always linear. Regardless, doesnt it naturally follow that higher standards, owed to better data/training etc would allow those past players to also scale up? Isn't that just a super obvious conclusion to come to? So what is the point of constantly saying "things are way better" or "this ex player wouldnt survive" other than to smugly and ignorantly disparage past talent? What other point is being made? I've attached a clip of Arteta (who seems to be Alex's lord and saviour pbuh going by his YT thumbnails) saying that he would be a better player today with all these modern advancements.

TH14 Comps

350,400 views • 7 months ago

‼️Erika Kirk Is ALREADY Setting Up The Next Psyop: “People Are Gonna REWRITE History” — Specifically Saying They Might Even Try To “Rewrite My Husband’s ASSASSINATION.”👀 At the Turning Point Educators Summit today, Erika Kirk told the audience that without them, “people are gonna rewrite history” — specifically saying they might even try to “rewrite my husband’s assassination.” This wasn’t a random comment. This was strategic. Erika knows the official story is falling apart. She knows the “lone furry gunman with a .30-06” narrative has massive holes that don’t add up. She also knows that as more evidence comes out — and especially if Tyler Robinson is found not guilty — the public will start realizing Charlie’s assassination was much darker and more coordinated than they were told. So what does she do? She gets ahead of it now. By telling educators and supporters that anyone questioning the official story is “rewriting history,” she’s planting the seed to dismiss future revelations as conspiracy theories and disinformation. She’s preparing the narrative in advance: If you don’t believe the official story, you’re disrespecting Charlie and trying to rewrite what happened. This is classic damage control. She’s not trying to find the truth — she’s trying to control what people are allowed to believe. RT this. More people need to see how this is being framed. ⚠️My channel is under coordinated attack to bankrupt and silence this investigation into the Charlie Kirk assassination. If you believe in independent journalism and want the truth to keep coming, your support right now is everything. Donate here: CC: Candace Owens
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‼️Erika Kirk Is ALREADY Setting Up The Next Psyop: “People Are Gonna REWRITE History” — Specifically Saying They Might Even Try To “Rewrite My Husband’s ASSASSINATION.”👀 At the Turning Point Educators Summit today, Erika Kirk told the audience that without them, “people are gonna rewrite history” — specifically saying they might even try to “rewrite my husband’s assassination.” This wasn’t a random comment. This was strategic. Erika knows the official story is falling apart. She knows the “lone furry gunman with a .30-06” narrative has massive holes that don’t add up. She also knows that as more evidence comes out — and especially if Tyler Robinson is found not guilty — the public will start realizing Charlie’s assassination was much darker and more coordinated than they were told. So what does she do? She gets ahead of it now. By telling educators and supporters that anyone questioning the official story is “rewriting history,” she’s planting the seed to dismiss future revelations as conspiracy theories and disinformation. She’s preparing the narrative in advance: If you don’t believe the official story, you’re disrespecting Charlie and trying to rewrite what happened. This is classic damage control. She’s not trying to find the truth — she’s trying to control what people are allowed to believe. RT this. More people need to see how this is being framed. ⚠️My channel is under coordinated attack to bankrupt and silence this investigation into the Charlie Kirk assassination. If you believe in independent journalism and want the truth to keep coming, your support right now is everything. Donate here: CC: Candace Owens

Project Constitution

31,249 views • 1 month ago

Hey X, Family, friends, and warriors on here, I need to share something heavy that's been on my heart for only a couple of days. The doctors recently gave me news of cancer and a short 12-month timeline at best. I call BS on that. I feel strong, I'm fighting with everything I have, and I'm positive I'll beat this by God's grace. I'm anxiously waiting on a second opinion from another oncologist right now. Today I broke the news to my kiddos, all but the one overseas. My minors at home (including our new little Spider-Man who's been adjusting with us the past week after coming from a tough situation) and my college boy are now in the know. As a widower with no other living relatives, these boys depend on me, and I've never hidden things from them. We prayed together and we're standing on faith. I've only been carrying this quietly for a couple days, but I can't keep it hidden any longer. So many of you depend on me for the behind-the-scenes help and encouragement, and I have several close friends right here on this platform who have beaten the odds ,true God's warriors. Their testimonies fire me up. I know I'll join them in victory. Scripture I'm standing on: " Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up." (James 5:14-15) Also, "Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ." (Galatians 6:2) Please cover me and my boys in prayer. I'm trusting God for complete healing and many more years of ministry, fatherhood, and service. He who began a good work will be faithful to complete it. Let's believe together, the battle is the Lord's. Much love and gratitude, Moon 🌙
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Hey X, Family, friends, and warriors on here, I need to share something heavy that's been on my heart for only a couple of days. The doctors recently gave me news of cancer and a short 12-month timeline at best. I call BS on that. I feel strong, I'm fighting with everything I have, and I'm positive I'll beat this by God's grace. I'm anxiously waiting on a second opinion from another oncologist right now. Today I broke the news to my kiddos, all but the one overseas. My minors at home (including our new little Spider-Man who's been adjusting with us the past week after coming from a tough situation) and my college boy are now in the know. As a widower with no other living relatives, these boys depend on me, and I've never hidden things from them. We prayed together and we're standing on faith. I've only been carrying this quietly for a couple days, but I can't keep it hidden any longer. So many of you depend on me for the behind-the-scenes help and encouragement, and I have several close friends right here on this platform who have beaten the odds ,true God's warriors. Their testimonies fire me up. I know I'll join them in victory. Scripture I'm standing on: " Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up." (James 5:14-15) Also, "Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ." (Galatians 6:2) Please cover me and my boys in prayer. I'm trusting God for complete healing and many more years of ministry, fatherhood, and service. He who began a good work will be faithful to complete it. Let's believe together, the battle is the Lord's. Much love and gratitude, Moon 🌙

MoonSoon

14,126 views • 1 month ago

🔊Church: WE ARE AT THE END, and we need to push back like never before. Let’s pray like we have NEVER PRAYED BEFORE! Lord, 🕊️ We come to You in the name of Jesus — not in our own strength, but covered by the blood of the Lamb! Today we lay at Your feet every burden we have been carrying: the weight of the lies of this world, the intense spiritual warfare, and now the powerful "alien" deception we are up against! The wars and rumors of wars, the waiting, the pain, the wounds, the fear, the anxiety, the uncertainty! The constant attacks against our minds, our families, our marriages, our health, and our faith! 🛸Father, the enemy has risen with more lies and deception! Even those in authority are speaking confusion, mixing truth and error, clouding discernment of many in your Church. False prophets continue to speak with seducing words, as the world continues the pursue of false peace—but Your Word has warned us that these things would come! So today we put on the WHOLE ARMOR OF GOD AND WE STAND STRONG refusing every trap and every lie! 👉🏼We gird our waists with TRUTH! 👉🏼We clothe ourselves with the breastplate of RIGHTEOUSNESS! 👉🏼We shod our feet with the preparation of the gospel of PEACE! 👉🏼Above all, we take up the shield of faith and quench every fiery dart of the wicked one! 👉🏼We put on the helmet of salvation! 👉🏼And we take up the sword of the Spirit — which is the WORD OF GOD! 👉🏼"Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints!" ⚫We acknowledge that we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, powers, rulers of darkness, and spiritual hosts of wickedness in heavenly places! 👆🏼And we declare that GREATER IS HE WHO IS IN US THAN HE WHO IS IN THE WORLD! 🩸IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST — by the power of His blood and under the authority You have given us — we break and dismantle every stronghold that is trying to operate against our minds, our hearts, and our wills! 💣Every spirit of DECEPTION, heaviness, fear, weariness, discouragement, depression, hopelessness, confusion, bondage, strife, and unforgiveness — WE COMMAND THEM TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW IN JESUS’ NAME! ❌WE RENOUNCE every lie spoken over and against us! Every narrative that seeks to destroy the Word of God in us, every voice of doubt, failure, accusation, and condemnation — and ALL fear rooted in uncertainty about the future! ⚔️We cast down lies, arguments, and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, and we bring every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ! 💥Lord, please break the lies of this world! Expose the darkness! Tear down every throne of deceit! 🛡️With the sword of truth in our hands — WE PRESS FORWARD! With the shield of faith lifted high — WE STAND STRONG!!! LORD, EXPOSE EVERY: 💥false narrative! 💥every false gospel! 💥every doctrine of demons! 💥every counterfeit spirit! 💥every wolf! 💥every goat! 💥every false teacher pretending to speak in Your name!!! ❌Silence the voices that twist Your truth! Awaken Your church and give us CLEAR MINDS and HOLY DISCERNMENT!!! 🩸Purify Your bride, Lord! 🩸Burn away compromise! 🩸Destroy lukewarmness! 🩸Cut away every idol and every hidden deception! 🩸Guard Your flock with heavenly armor! 🩸Raise up watchmen on the walls! 🩸Raise up shepherds who will not bow to deception! 🔬Teach Your people to test the spirits, to stand bold, to speak truth, and to REFUSE TO COMPROMISE! ⚡Let Your Word strike like lightning — dividing truth from error! FATHER, WE NOW STAND IN THE GAP FOR THE LOST! 👉🏼For our mothers and fathers, our sons and daughters, our sisters and brothers, our friends, our neighbors, and every soul still trapped in darkness! 🙏🏼Father, while mercy is still available, while repentance is still possible, while the door of grace is still open — PLEASE SAVE THEM! ⚔️We come against every spirit of deception, blindness, rebellion, pride, unbelief, false religion, false peace, fear, and hardness of heart! 💣We tear down every stronghold built through trauma, shame, bitterness, abuse, addiction, lust, hopelessness, and despair! We break every chain in the mighty name of Jesus Christ! 🕊️Holy Spirit, pursue them relentlessly — yet gently. Meet them in dreams. Meet them in their pain. Meet them in the silence they cannot escape! Cause divine interruptions! Send laborers across their path! Expose what is false! Collapse what is built on sand! Lord Jesus, reveal Yourself to them as You truly are: 👉🏼THE WAY, 👉🏼THE TRUTH, 👉🏼AND THE LIFE! Let scales fall from their eyes! Let hearts of stone become hearts of flesh! Let prodigals COME HOME! 🩸We declare that TODAY IS THE DAY OF SALVATION! 🩸We declare that the cross is ENOUGH! 🩸We declare that chains WILL BREAK! 🩸We declare that salvation belongs to our God! 🛡️Lord, protect Your people from the deception that is coming upon the earth! Help us remain watchful, faithful, and discerning until the very end! 🪽Hide us in the secret place of the Most High. Cover us under Your wings. Command Your angels to protect and minister to us and our families! 🛡️We will not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at our side, and ten thousand at our right hand, BUT IT SHALL NOT COME NEAR US!!! ❌We declare that NO WEAPON formed against Your Church shall prosper! 🕯️Lord, give Your Church wisdom so that when we are asked or confronted with the deception that is coming out—about “UAPs,” “UFOs,” “aliens,” or any other misleading narratives—that we may respond with discernment in Your truth, rooted in Your Word, with NO fear or confusion, always pointing hearts back to Jesus Christ, the WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE!! 💪🏼Give us strength to keep fighting until the trumpet sounds! Help us endure until the end and help us stand in this world: UNASHAMED! UNMOVED! UNBROKEN! UNDECEIVED! 🙌🏼We lift our eyes to YOU, TO YOU ALONE BE: 👉🏼ALL GLORY, 👉🏼ALL HONOR, 👉🏼ALL POWER, 👉🏼AND ALL DOMINION FOREVER! YOU ARE OUR LORD, THE KING OF KINGS, THE ONE WHO IS, WHO WAS, AND WHO IS TO COME! THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, THE ALMIGHTY KING! WE CRY OUT TO YOU AND SAY: 🔊"EVEN SO — COME, LORD JESUS!" In Jesus’ mighty name we pray, Amen. 🙏🏼 MARANATHA!!!
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🔊Church: WE ARE AT THE END, and we need to push back like never before. Let’s pray like we have NEVER PRAYED BEFORE! Lord, 🕊️ We come to You in the name of Jesus — not in our own strength, but covered by the blood of the Lamb! Today we lay at Your feet every burden we have been carrying: the weight of the lies of this world, the intense spiritual warfare, and now the powerful "alien" deception we are up against! The wars and rumors of wars, the waiting, the pain, the wounds, the fear, the anxiety, the uncertainty! The constant attacks against our minds, our families, our marriages, our health, and our faith! 🛸Father, the enemy has risen with more lies and deception! Even those in authority are speaking confusion, mixing truth and error, clouding discernment of many in your Church. False prophets continue to speak with seducing words, as the world continues the pursue of false peace—but Your Word has warned us that these things would come! So today we put on the WHOLE ARMOR OF GOD AND WE STAND STRONG refusing every trap and every lie! 👉🏼We gird our waists with TRUTH! 👉🏼We clothe ourselves with the breastplate of RIGHTEOUSNESS! 👉🏼We shod our feet with the preparation of the gospel of PEACE! 👉🏼Above all, we take up the shield of faith and quench every fiery dart of the wicked one! 👉🏼We put on the helmet of salvation! 👉🏼And we take up the sword of the Spirit — which is the WORD OF GOD! 👉🏼"Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints!" ⚫We acknowledge that we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, powers, rulers of darkness, and spiritual hosts of wickedness in heavenly places! 👆🏼And we declare that GREATER IS HE WHO IS IN US THAN HE WHO IS IN THE WORLD! 🩸IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST — by the power of His blood and under the authority You have given us — we break and dismantle every stronghold that is trying to operate against our minds, our hearts, and our wills! 💣Every spirit of DECEPTION, heaviness, fear, weariness, discouragement, depression, hopelessness, confusion, bondage, strife, and unforgiveness — WE COMMAND THEM TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW IN JESUS’ NAME! ❌WE RENOUNCE every lie spoken over and against us! Every narrative that seeks to destroy the Word of God in us, every voice of doubt, failure, accusation, and condemnation — and ALL fear rooted in uncertainty about the future! ⚔️We cast down lies, arguments, and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, and we bring every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ! 💥Lord, please break the lies of this world! Expose the darkness! Tear down every throne of deceit! 🛡️With the sword of truth in our hands — WE PRESS FORWARD! With the shield of faith lifted high — WE STAND STRONG!!! LORD, EXPOSE EVERY: 💥false narrative! 💥every false gospel! 💥every doctrine of demons! 💥every counterfeit spirit! 💥every wolf! 💥every goat! 💥every false teacher pretending to speak in Your name!!! ❌Silence the voices that twist Your truth! Awaken Your church and give us CLEAR MINDS and HOLY DISCERNMENT!!! 🩸Purify Your bride, Lord! 🩸Burn away compromise! 🩸Destroy lukewarmness! 🩸Cut away every idol and every hidden deception! 🩸Guard Your flock with heavenly armor! 🩸Raise up watchmen on the walls! 🩸Raise up shepherds who will not bow to deception! 🔬Teach Your people to test the spirits, to stand bold, to speak truth, and to REFUSE TO COMPROMISE! ⚡Let Your Word strike like lightning — dividing truth from error! FATHER, WE NOW STAND IN THE GAP FOR THE LOST! 👉🏼For our mothers and fathers, our sons and daughters, our sisters and brothers, our friends, our neighbors, and every soul still trapped in darkness! 🙏🏼Father, while mercy is still available, while repentance is still possible, while the door of grace is still open — PLEASE SAVE THEM! ⚔️We come against every spirit of deception, blindness, rebellion, pride, unbelief, false religion, false peace, fear, and hardness of heart! 💣We tear down every stronghold built through trauma, shame, bitterness, abuse, addiction, lust, hopelessness, and despair! We break every chain in the mighty name of Jesus Christ! 🕊️Holy Spirit, pursue them relentlessly — yet gently. Meet them in dreams. Meet them in their pain. Meet them in the silence they cannot escape! Cause divine interruptions! Send laborers across their path! Expose what is false! Collapse what is built on sand! Lord Jesus, reveal Yourself to them as You truly are: 👉🏼THE WAY, 👉🏼THE TRUTH, 👉🏼AND THE LIFE! Let scales fall from their eyes! Let hearts of stone become hearts of flesh! Let prodigals COME HOME! 🩸We declare that TODAY IS THE DAY OF SALVATION! 🩸We declare that the cross is ENOUGH! 🩸We declare that chains WILL BREAK! 🩸We declare that salvation belongs to our God! 🛡️Lord, protect Your people from the deception that is coming upon the earth! Help us remain watchful, faithful, and discerning until the very end! 🪽Hide us in the secret place of the Most High. Cover us under Your wings. Command Your angels to protect and minister to us and our families! 🛡️We will not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at our side, and ten thousand at our right hand, BUT IT SHALL NOT COME NEAR US!!! ❌We declare that NO WEAPON formed against Your Church shall prosper! 🕯️Lord, give Your Church wisdom so that when we are asked or confronted with the deception that is coming out—about “UAPs,” “UFOs,” “aliens,” or any other misleading narratives—that we may respond with discernment in Your truth, rooted in Your Word, with NO fear or confusion, always pointing hearts back to Jesus Christ, the WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE!! 💪🏼Give us strength to keep fighting until the trumpet sounds! Help us endure until the end and help us stand in this world: UNASHAMED! UNMOVED! UNBROKEN! UNDECEIVED! 🙌🏼We lift our eyes to YOU, TO YOU ALONE BE: 👉🏼ALL GLORY, 👉🏼ALL HONOR, 👉🏼ALL POWER, 👉🏼AND ALL DOMINION FOREVER! YOU ARE OUR LORD, THE KING OF KINGS, THE ONE WHO IS, WHO WAS, AND WHO IS TO COME! THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, THE ALMIGHTY KING! WE CRY OUT TO YOU AND SAY: 🔊"EVEN SO — COME, LORD JESUS!" In Jesus’ mighty name we pray, Amen. 🙏🏼 MARANATHA!!!

Maranatha777

23,894 views • 2 months ago

🚨 It’s 1:00 a.m. in Iran. Here are my 15 key observations from Day 12 of nationwide protests [January 8]: 1️⃣ The largest anti-regime protests of the Islamic Republic’s 47-year history unfolded on Day 12. When aggregated nationwide, turnout reached multi-million levels. 2️⃣ Since the unrest began, protests have been reported in at least 111 cities across all 31 provinces, underscoring the truly national scope of the uprising. 3️⃣ Today’s protests followed the first-ever direct call by Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi, scheduled for 8:00 p.m. The response was widespread and visible across major cities. 4️⃣ Another nationwide call has already been issued for tomorrow at 8:00 p.m. Observers say the movement still has room to grow. 5️⃣ Analysts argue that the success of today’s call and dominant street slogans have effectively solidified Reza Pahlavi’s position as the central figure of the protests. 6️⃣ One of tonight’s largest demonstrations took place in Mashhad, Khamenei’s hometown and a city tightly controlled by his inner circle—a major symbolic blow. 7️⃣ In Tehran, protests expanded into more affluent neighborhoods like Vanak for the first time. Drivers joined in with continuous honking, while bazaar merchants went on strike in around 50 cities nationwide. 8️⃣ Student protests have erupted at 36 universities so far, with openly anti-regime slogans—an important escalation across generations. 9️⃣ Iranian human rights groups report at least 45 protesters killed, including 8 children, and hundreds injured. Yesterday alone saw 13 deaths, making it one of the bloodiest days so far. 🔟 Calls are growing—by both Iranian and non-Iranian activists—for world leaders to engage directly with Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi, including renewed attention to a potential meeting with Donald Trump and the provision of resources to help him better lead the uprising. 11. Trump, in a recent interview, reiterated warnings to the regime and said of Pahlavi: “I’ve watched him, he seems like a nice person—but I’m not sure this is the right moment, as president, to do something like that.” 12. State media, while forced to acknowledge unrest, are pushing a narrative of “small crowds” and emphasizing alleged attacks on security forces—a pattern analysts warn may signal preparation for harsher repression. 13. Meanwhile, rare pro-regime gatherings were staged, alongside headlines declaring “the defeat of counter-revolutionaries”—widely seen as damage control. 14. Social media (Instagram) ahead of protests showed unprecedented public coordination and solidarity: shop closures announced in advance, emotional farewell messages, and strong virtual participation even from those unable to attend. 15. Outlook: Protests are expected to continue in the coming days—especially tomorrow. The movement’s success will hinge on the public’s ability to neutralize the Islamic Republic’s repressive apparatus. So far, the regime appears not to have deployed its full coercive capacity, relying instead on mass arrests and widespread injuries. If protests advance to the point of overrunning security and state institutions, the regime may resort to large-scale lethal violence. The role of Israel and the United States is crucial to the success of the protests. So far, there are no clear signs that the regime’s repressive apparatus is cracking.
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🚨 It’s 1:00 a.m. in Iran. Here are my 15 key observations from Day 12 of nationwide protests [January 8]: 1️⃣ The largest anti-regime protests of the Islamic Republic’s 47-year history unfolded on Day 12. When aggregated nationwide, turnout reached multi-million levels. 2️⃣ Since the unrest began, protests have been reported in at least 111 cities across all 31 provinces, underscoring the truly national scope of the uprising. 3️⃣ Today’s protests followed the first-ever direct call by Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi, scheduled for 8:00 p.m. The response was widespread and visible across major cities. 4️⃣ Another nationwide call has already been issued for tomorrow at 8:00 p.m. Observers say the movement still has room to grow. 5️⃣ Analysts argue that the success of today’s call and dominant street slogans have effectively solidified Reza Pahlavi’s position as the central figure of the protests. 6️⃣ One of tonight’s largest demonstrations took place in Mashhad, Khamenei’s hometown and a city tightly controlled by his inner circle—a major symbolic blow. 7️⃣ In Tehran, protests expanded into more affluent neighborhoods like Vanak for the first time. Drivers joined in with continuous honking, while bazaar merchants went on strike in around 50 cities nationwide. 8️⃣ Student protests have erupted at 36 universities so far, with openly anti-regime slogans—an important escalation across generations. 9️⃣ Iranian human rights groups report at least 45 protesters killed, including 8 children, and hundreds injured. Yesterday alone saw 13 deaths, making it one of the bloodiest days so far. 🔟 Calls are growing—by both Iranian and non-Iranian activists—for world leaders to engage directly with Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi, including renewed attention to a potential meeting with Donald Trump and the provision of resources to help him better lead the uprising. 11. Trump, in a recent interview, reiterated warnings to the regime and said of Pahlavi: “I’ve watched him, he seems like a nice person—but I’m not sure this is the right moment, as president, to do something like that.” 12. State media, while forced to acknowledge unrest, are pushing a narrative of “small crowds” and emphasizing alleged attacks on security forces—a pattern analysts warn may signal preparation for harsher repression. 13. Meanwhile, rare pro-regime gatherings were staged, alongside headlines declaring “the defeat of counter-revolutionaries”—widely seen as damage control. 14. Social media (Instagram) ahead of protests showed unprecedented public coordination and solidarity: shop closures announced in advance, emotional farewell messages, and strong virtual participation even from those unable to attend. 15. Outlook: Protests are expected to continue in the coming days—especially tomorrow. The movement’s success will hinge on the public’s ability to neutralize the Islamic Republic’s repressive apparatus. So far, the regime appears not to have deployed its full coercive capacity, relying instead on mass arrests and widespread injuries. If protests advance to the point of overrunning security and state institutions, the regime may resort to large-scale lethal violence. The role of Israel and the United States is crucial to the success of the protests. So far, there are no clear signs that the regime’s repressive apparatus is cracking.

Navid Mohebbi نوید محبی

266,894 views • 6 months ago

Happy 5th Anniversary to Everyone ❤️ Since the birth of our NFSC, we’ve walked a powerful path through storms and sunshine and Mr. Miles Guo didn’t just help us - He awakened us and he taught us Truth, Love, Courage through the movement and this is more than a fight - This is Family, this is Faith, this is History in the making. I don’t have the right to speak for others and I never will but based on what I’ve seen - The Alliance and our Great Fellow Fighters didn’t just fight but they protected, they bled, they sacrificed, they stood tall when it hurt the most and their bravery has become the heartbeat of our movement and this is the reality, not a story or a rumor and from my point of view, it’s only going to get better and stronger. With all due respect to Brothers and Sisters, let’s take a moment to show more appreciation towards the great people around us, those in the Alliance, your Farm, your Fellow Fighters who are showing up with intelligence and courage, both online and offline activities and I truly mean this to everyone from every part of the world - One of the greatest way to stay United is by sharing Love, Respect, Support, Advice, Experiences with one another, all under the one and only important goal is to grow stronger together and fight against CCP, a journey that has been incredibly tough and long but deeply meaningful. For a very long time - I kept hearing the same question over and over again: People asked with worry, when will Mr. Miles Guo come out ? But ever since 3.15, my mind has been holding onto just one question that I keep asking myself every single day: Why would he choose to stay inside when he had the option to be free outside ? IN MY PERSONAL OPINION, it's because he wants to make it clear to everyone that he prioritizes his mission to TAKE DOWN THE CCP over his own freedom - That’s why I’ve never spent even a second believing he couldn’t get out because the people behind him is massive and there’s no such thing as 99% - It’s a 100% chance he could be released if he chose to make the call... Most importantly, please don’t misunderstand: the FACT is that he is a PURE, CLEAN, INNOCENT PERSON who has done absolutely nothing wrong and everyone knows it - CCP, the West, the Families knows it pretty well and they know far more than all of us combined and whether people agree or not, it doesn’t change the fact that he was a good person, a man of his word, a man who never backed down from doing what’s right and good for the Chinese people.
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Happy 5th Anniversary to Everyone ❤️ Since the birth of our NFSC, we’ve walked a powerful path through storms and sunshine and Mr. Miles Guo didn’t just help us - He awakened us and he taught us Truth, Love, Courage through the movement and this is more than a fight - This is Family, this is Faith, this is History in the making. I don’t have the right to speak for others and I never will but based on what I’ve seen - The Alliance and our Great Fellow Fighters didn’t just fight but they protected, they bled, they sacrificed, they stood tall when it hurt the most and their bravery has become the heartbeat of our movement and this is the reality, not a story or a rumor and from my point of view, it’s only going to get better and stronger. With all due respect to Brothers and Sisters, let’s take a moment to show more appreciation towards the great people around us, those in the Alliance, your Farm, your Fellow Fighters who are showing up with intelligence and courage, both online and offline activities and I truly mean this to everyone from every part of the world - One of the greatest way to stay United is by sharing Love, Respect, Support, Advice, Experiences with one another, all under the one and only important goal is to grow stronger together and fight against CCP, a journey that has been incredibly tough and long but deeply meaningful. For a very long time - I kept hearing the same question over and over again: People asked with worry, when will Mr. Miles Guo come out ? But ever since 3.15, my mind has been holding onto just one question that I keep asking myself every single day: Why would he choose to stay inside when he had the option to be free outside ? IN MY PERSONAL OPINION, it's because he wants to make it clear to everyone that he prioritizes his mission to TAKE DOWN THE CCP over his own freedom - That’s why I’ve never spent even a second believing he couldn’t get out because the people behind him is massive and there’s no such thing as 99% - It’s a 100% chance he could be released if he chose to make the call... Most importantly, please don’t misunderstand: the FACT is that he is a PURE, CLEAN, INNOCENT PERSON who has done absolutely nothing wrong and everyone knows it - CCP, the West, the Families knows it pretty well and they know far more than all of us combined and whether people agree or not, it doesn’t change the fact that he was a good person, a man of his word, a man who never backed down from doing what’s right and good for the Chinese people.

Wild Ox

33,220 views • 1 year ago

Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.
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Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.

SiriusB

15,437 views • 3 months ago

The clinical term is malignant narcissism. There is a specific kind of man who walks into a room and immediately begins rearranging it. Not the furniture. The people. By minute four, he has forgotten the names of half of them. That is not a flaw in the system. That is the system. The clinical term is malignant narcissism. It sits at the intersection of four things: narcissistic personality disorder, antisocial features, paranoia, and sadism. The sadism part is what people miss. He does not simply lack empathy. He has inverted it. He reads your emotional state with the precision of a surgeon, then uses that information like a scalpel. Maximum discomfort. Minimum legal risk. Otto Kernberg, the psychiatrist who formalized the concept, called it one of the most dangerous personality structures a human being can carry. Not because it is loud. Because it is effective. And because it is almost impossible to name while you are standing inside it. History keeps producing the same man. Robert Maxwell looted his employees’ pension funds while they trusted him completely. Hundreds of millions. He knew the whole time. There is no evidence he experienced this as a problem. Silvio Berlusconi governed Italy like a man who had confused the country with his personal property. Laws bent to fit his legal situation. Courts were hollowed out when they became inconvenient. People who spent time close to him reported the same thing afterward: you left the conversation certain you had agreed to something. You just could not remember what. Charm makes you feel good about yourself. This makes you feel good about him. There is a difference. It takes most people years to locate it. The pattern has a shape. Once you see it you cannot unsee it. It begins with grandiosity so complete it functions as a worldview. Other people exist in one of three categories: instruments, obstacles, or audiences. He is perfectly pleasant to all three, for exactly as long as they remain useful. The moment that changes, so does he. The switch is not gradual. It is a door closing. It continues with a specific relationship to truth. He does not lie the way ordinary people lie, defensively, to avoid consequences. He lies the way a chess player moves pieces. If I can make you accept a false thing, I have demonstrated power over your reality. If you push back, I do not retreat. I escalate. The goal was never the fact. The goal was always the submission. It sustains itself by dismantling anything capable of judgment. Independent courts. A free press. Rival centers of power. These feel to him not like inconveniences but like attacks. The structure that can judge him is the structure that must be broken. This is not calculated. It is reflexive. It is as automatic as flinching. The frightening thing is not that these men exist. The frightening thing is the gap between when the room starts rearranging itself and when anyone names what they are watching. That gap can last years. Decades. Sometimes it outlasts the man entirely, and the next generation inherits the rearranged room and calls it normal. By the time someone says it plainly, the furniture is long gone. And he is already in the next room. Gandalv
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The clinical term is malignant narcissism. There is a specific kind of man who walks into a room and immediately begins rearranging it. Not the furniture. The people. By minute four, he has forgotten the names of half of them. That is not a flaw in the system. That is the system. The clinical term is malignant narcissism. It sits at the intersection of four things: narcissistic personality disorder, antisocial features, paranoia, and sadism. The sadism part is what people miss. He does not simply lack empathy. He has inverted it. He reads your emotional state with the precision of a surgeon, then uses that information like a scalpel. Maximum discomfort. Minimum legal risk. Otto Kernberg, the psychiatrist who formalized the concept, called it one of the most dangerous personality structures a human being can carry. Not because it is loud. Because it is effective. And because it is almost impossible to name while you are standing inside it. History keeps producing the same man. Robert Maxwell looted his employees’ pension funds while they trusted him completely. Hundreds of millions. He knew the whole time. There is no evidence he experienced this as a problem. Silvio Berlusconi governed Italy like a man who had confused the country with his personal property. Laws bent to fit his legal situation. Courts were hollowed out when they became inconvenient. People who spent time close to him reported the same thing afterward: you left the conversation certain you had agreed to something. You just could not remember what. Charm makes you feel good about yourself. This makes you feel good about him. There is a difference. It takes most people years to locate it. The pattern has a shape. Once you see it you cannot unsee it. It begins with grandiosity so complete it functions as a worldview. Other people exist in one of three categories: instruments, obstacles, or audiences. He is perfectly pleasant to all three, for exactly as long as they remain useful. The moment that changes, so does he. The switch is not gradual. It is a door closing. It continues with a specific relationship to truth. He does not lie the way ordinary people lie, defensively, to avoid consequences. He lies the way a chess player moves pieces. If I can make you accept a false thing, I have demonstrated power over your reality. If you push back, I do not retreat. I escalate. The goal was never the fact. The goal was always the submission. It sustains itself by dismantling anything capable of judgment. Independent courts. A free press. Rival centers of power. These feel to him not like inconveniences but like attacks. The structure that can judge him is the structure that must be broken. This is not calculated. It is reflexive. It is as automatic as flinching. The frightening thing is not that these men exist. The frightening thing is the gap between when the room starts rearranging itself and when anyone names what they are watching. That gap can last years. Decades. Sometimes it outlasts the man entirely, and the next generation inherits the rearranged room and calls it normal. By the time someone says it plainly, the furniture is long gone. And he is already in the next room. Gandalv

Gandalv

23,407 views • 4 months ago