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Same place, different vibes. Junho remembered filming #KingTheLand while shooting #TyphoonFamily 🥹 Yes, really feels nostalgic! #LEEJUNHO

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So two Brits do their best to relocate to Australia and set up a new life for themselves and due to a company closing + Visa issues they have to return to the UK People make out it’s easy to just up sticks and leave but I’m telling you from experience it’s really not unless you have a skill that’s in high demand or get married etc “Never in my life did I think I would post this. But here it is: I am leaving Australia. My chosen home. The place that shaped me. The place I thought I would grow old in. It still feels unreal. But sometimes life turns around and has different plans for us. What happened: my partner and I were on a sponsor visa and about to get our permanent residency in March 2026. A few months ago we got the news that his company was sold. At the same time, his occupation was removed from the visa list, which meant there was no real way for us to apply for another visa. There were other options to get PR, but after four years of working hard and spending a lot of money, we both didn’t feel ready to start another process. So we decided to take it as a sign and leave Australia. But the closer the day comes, the sadder I feel. To leave my home, my apartment, my people and the life I built here. For some it’s just a country, but for me it’s the life I created that I now have to say goodbye to. And honestly it’s breaking my heart 💔 #australia #permanentrresidency #movingabroad #expat #expatlife”

RŌNIN

2,081,767 просмотров • 9 месяцев назад

🚨I DIDNT WANT to do it BUT I have too. You didn’t see this yet. The narrative that “he was just filming and the officers got angry” is false. The narrative that he was only trying to protect two women is also false. He, along with others, was actively interfering with a legitimate law-enforcement operation. That is why officers moved them off the street. That does not mean he deserved to die. When officers attempted to detain him, he resisted arrest. That does not mean he deserved to die. He was armed and chose to insert himself into an active enforcement operation while resisting arrest. That does not mean he deserved to die. An agent called out the presence of a firearm. During the attempt to secure it, the weapon discharged before the agent could declare the scene clear. Other officers, hearing a gun call and a gunshot while a suspect was resisting arrest, reacted according to their training. From their perspective, they were confronting an armed individual resisting arrest. That is why, immediately after the shooting, one officer urgently asked where the firearm was. He believed he had just engaged an armed suspect, because that is precisely the situation as it appeared in real time. He did not deserve to die. However, his actions, his decisions, and his criminal interference were contributing factors, alongside serious failures by the officers involved. I believe the shooting was unnecessary. I believe there were many alternative ways the situation could have been handled. I do not believe the officers were truly under lethal threat. Recklessness on all sides resulted in a man losing his life. Approximately 23 percent of ICE activity occurs in Texas, yet we do not see these outcomes there. Minnesota accounts for roughly 2 percent of ICE operations, yet has seen multiple shootings involving American citizens. The difference is organized resistance. Blue states have coordinated efforts designed to insert civilians into active ICE operations to interfere intentionally and directly. Interfering with law-enforcement operations is illegal, and it is dangerous. This is how people get killed. Resisting arrest is illegal, and it is dangerous. This is how people get killed. Within the Second Amendment community, there is a common saying: “I would rather be judged by twelve than carried by six.” It refers to choosing survival over moral victory. That same principle applies to interactions with law enforcement. Would you rather be right, or would you rather be alive? Make smart decisions when dealing with law enforcement. Survive the encounter. Then take the fight to court. Use every lawful platform available to expose misconduct. Name departments, supervisors, and officers. Demand accountability through evidence and process. But interfering with an active operation, resisting arrest, and doing so while armed creates a predictable and deadly outcome. Was it legal for him to be armed? Yes. Should citizens carry lawfully? Yes. Is it profoundly reckless to interfere with law enforcement and resist arrest while armed? Absolutely. When we carry firearms, we accept greater responsibility. That responsibility was neglected here. It is possible to support immigration enforcement while condemning reckless policing. It is possible to criticize law enforcement while also acknowledging the dangerous behavior of civilians. It is possible to recognize complexity, rapid escalation, human error, and shared responsibility in a fast-moving situation. He did not have to die. Liberty only survives when it operates within order. Nothing about this situation was orderly. When order collapses, lives are lost. He did not have to die.

A Gene Robinson

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You’re on a journey on this kind of lonely road with your car and your car suddenly develops a fault, You can’t call for help and your lines can’t be reached due to network issues, what do you do? Except the car will stop and the engine won’t come up again, please reduce your speed and accelerate softly till you get to a nearby town, if it is an overheating issue, keep driving, put the gear in the neutral position and switch off the engine and let the car keep moving, switch it back on when you have to ascend a hilly road and the car can’t move freely on its own again. If the battery signal comes up while driving, chances are that your alternator has failed, or the alternator belt is damaged, apply the same method and switch off your AC, radio system or anything that may drain the battery while driving till you get to a safe place. If it is a flat tyre, maintain a low speed till you get to a safe place to change and use your spare, keep moving. Yes!!! Damage that tyre till you get to a safe place, just keep moving and make sure you have a spare tyre always and it is in a good condition. If the engine suddenly goes off on top speed, chances are that a fuse is damaged and this is why I will make a thread on how to identify different fuses and how to have them fixed temporarily in case of Emergencies. If your car jerks or experiences a lazy movement while driving, it’s likely to be a fuel related issue, fuel pump most likely, switch off the engine intermittently and put the gear in Neutral position, keep moving… if the fuel pump rests for about 5mins, it’ll pick up back when you ignite the engine, this will/may at least take you to a safe place or where you can have access to network to make calls. If you hear strange sounds like knocking sounds or the oil signal starts to blink, relax and reduce your speed, keep moving. Manage it till you get to a safe place or can have access to network. If your gear/transmission system isn’t selecting well, apply the same method, reduce your speed but keep moving, slow movement is better than no movement, your life and safety matters a lot. Please note that there are some Mechanical issues that nothing can solve on the road except patience and just to pray to God for safety and help, for example, you run into a pothole unknowingly and the oil pan hits the road and your engine or gear oil leaks away, or your ball joint or tie rod head pulls out, I’ll suggest you leave the car there, roll up your windows and lock up the car and start trekking till you get network or help, staying with the car may make you vulnerable to attacks or attract unexpected company, just keep walking away from the car for safety. Most importantly, please stay safe and be conscious of your environment. Be friendly with your Mechanic too or any Mechanic you see on the road. Don’t manage faults in cars and risk traveling with it.

Wanjohn D-Mecho

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I wanted to take a moment to talk about my early stages in golf and hopefully this helps someone out there getting into the game. This video is from 2013, around 1 year into golf and I was shooting mid- low 90s. My Dad was a teaching pro so the fundamentals came easy. However, all my friends at the time played since they were 5 years old and I felt a ton of pressure trying to “catch up”. Golf never seemed to come easy for myself. I struggled really bad for 2-3 years before I saw any true progress. I was never a “natural” at the game At this time, my main goal was to play college golf so a lot of progress needed to take place. So, we moved to Florida as a family for my dads job and that’s when everything changed. I began to practice each day for 3-5 hours. I realized since I wasn’t a natural, I had to work harder then everyone. My scores began to drop into the 70s consistently after 3-4 years of playing. When I started seeing these results I got even more motivated. To play in college I needed to be posting low scores in competitive junior tournaments. These environments I believe took my game even to another level. I began shooting in the low 70s and 60s on a consistent basis. Getting to this point easily took 5 years of grinding, while some of my friends it took 2-3 years. I did end up playing 4 years of D2 college golf and posted a lot of scores I’m super proud of. My overall point is people progress at different speeds in this game. I realize not everyone can’t practice 5 hours a day. But if you haven’t seen results right away, or even years into the game, never give up. Something might click and everything could change!

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WORLD CLASS PERFORMER V Do you know why, during that brilliant BTS performance, it was Kim Taehyung — among all the members — who took on specific responsibilities before the group's largest audience since their debut? V’s performance AT FIFA HALFTIME SHOW revealed an aspect of live performance that often goes unnoticed by the public: the cognitive complexity involved in executing last-minute changes without compromising artistic quality. #Taehyung demonstrates a rare ease when he needs to deviate from the script. He responds to the environment, the cameras, the audience, and last-minute adjustments with a spontaneity that never feels merely improvised, but rather organic. In these unpredictable moments, Taehyung seems to be in his element, revealing an artistic confidence that few performers can maintain under such pressure. For a vocalist, altering the distribution of a song's lines is one of the riskiest tasks imaginable. After years of performing a song the same way, musical and muscle memory become deeply ingrained. Breaking this pattern requires an exceptional level of concentration, as the brain must inhibit established responses and replace them with a new sequence — all while the performance is unfolding in real time. For the presentation of “Dynamite”, #V took on vocal parts that were not originally assigned to him and even altered the lyrics themselves. These changes were prepared in an incredibly short timeframe — just hours after he had performed the standard version of the song during the tour in Paris. In other words, his brain had to switch between two different versions of the same song on practically the same day, without letting one interfere with the other. The challenge was not merely vocal. He had to synchronize these new cues with highly precise choreography, stage blocking, camera positioning, interaction with the other members, movement across a vast stadium, and the pressure of singing entirely live before the planet's largest sports audience. All of this took place while his body was still bearing the physical and mental toll of an intense touring schedule. It is precisely this kind of situation that distinguishes a great singer from a world-class artist. Vocal technique must work in tandem with memory, motor coordination, spatial awareness, breath control, rhythm, interpretation, and the ability to adapt under pressure. A slight slip-up in the cue, singing a word from the old version, or a delay of a fraction of a second could have compromised the entire flow of the performance. None of that happened. #BTSV executed every change with absolute naturalness, as if that version had always existed. His vocals remained steady and powerful, his stage presence stayed magnetic, and his delivery exuded confidence from start to finish. At no point was the complexity of the task apparent to the audience. Paradoxically, this invisibility is one of the greatest indicators of technical excellence: when the extraordinary appears simple. And there is a detail that makes this feat even more significant. The section with the modified lyrics ended up becoming the most viral moment of the entire performance. It was the part replayed by media outlets, shared on social media, turned into thousands of videos, and remembered by audiences around the world. Yet, the significance of that moment went beyond technical execution. Taehyung achieved something rare: a cultural shift. His magnetism transcended languages, geographies, cultures, and different audience bubbles. The performance generated digital waves, emotional reactions, debates on performance art, a massive aesthetic impact, and completely organic viral reach. It was a historic performance because it simultaneously combined a supreme level of technical skill, immense artistic responsibility, and a cultural impact that continued to expand long after the show ended. Few artists manage to turn a performance into a global event. #KimTaehyung did.

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She saw the different levels of Purgatory… and said even the “lightest” pain would change how you live today 🙏👇 Shortly before her death in 1607, St. Mary Magdalene de' Pazzi experienced a deep ecstasy while walking with her sisters in the convent garden. During this state of prayer, she was given a vision of Purgatory. In her own accounts, she described it as a place of purification where God’s justice and mercy work together. She understood that the souls there already belong to God. They are saved, but they are being purified from the effects of sin and any remaining attachment to it. She saw different degrees of suffering. Some souls endured intense purification for attachments to sin or for faults they treated lightly in life. Others suffered more deeply, especially for sins against charity, pride, or for neglecting their responsibilities. There were also souls who had lived good lives, but still needed to be purified from smaller imperfections before entering Heaven. The suffering was not the same for everyone, but all of it had a purpose. One moment that stayed with her was seeing the soul of a sister who had recently died. The soul was in suffering, but also filled with desire for God. There was no despair. Only longing and trust, knowing that this purification would end in Heaven. Even small sins matter more than we think. This matches what the Church teaches. Purgatory is not a second chance, but a final cleansing for those who die in God’s grace. The souls there cannot help themselves, but they can be helped by us. The Church has always taught that our prayers, sacrifices, and especially the Holy Mass can assist them. Catechism of the Catholic Church explains that this purification is necessary so that a soul can enter the full holiness of Heaven. It also reminds us that praying for the dead is an act of charity that has been practiced since the earliest Christians. “It is therefore a holy and wholesome thought to pray for the dead, that they may be loosed from their sins.” (2 Maccabees 12:46) “…the fire will test what sort of work each one has done… If any man’s work is burned up, he will suffer loss, though he himself will be saved, but only as through fire.” (1 Corinthians 3:13–15) Many souls are remembered less as time passes. Some may have no one praying for them anymore. So the question is simple and honest: 💬 Have you ever experienced a moment that made you suddenly realize how serious sin actually is?

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For eleven years the same dog lived at the end of the same six-foot chain in the same bare dirt yard, through eleven Tennessee summers and eleven freezing winters, never once setting a paw inside a house — and on the night they finally brought him in and showed him a real bed, the old dog just stood at the edge of it and shook, because he had no idea a thing that soft could possibly be meant for him. His name, the neighbors said, was Boone. For more than a decade he'd been a "yard dog" — chained to a stake behind a rented house, given food when someone remembered, a plastic barrel for shelter, and nothing else. No walks. No vet. No hand that reached for him except to refill a bowl. He wore a circle of bare dirt into the ground from pacing the only distance his chain allowed. When the family moved out and left him behind, a neighbor finally called it in. By the time the rescue got there, Boone was matted, heartworm-positive, his neck thick with scar tissue where the chain had worn him for years. He flinched at raised hands. But he didn't growl. He just lowered his head, the way dogs do when they've decided the world is something that happens to them. The woman who took him in — a rescue fosterer named Dana who'd seen a lot of hard cases — said she'd never forget that first night. She unclipped the lead inside her warm house and Boone didn't move. He stood on the kitchen tile like he was waiting to be told he'd made a mistake. She led him to the spare room where she'd put a thick dog bed by the radiator, and he just looked at it. Then he looked at her. Then back at the bed, as if the two things — soft place and for me — couldn't possibly belong in the same thought. "Go on, sweet boy," she whispered, patting the cushion. "It's yours. It's all yours." He put one cautious paw on it. Then another. He turned in a slow, disbelieving circle the way dogs do when they're about to lie down — a thing he'd maybe never done on anything but cold dirt — and then he sank into that soft bed and let out a groan that came up from somewhere eleven years deep. And then the old dog who had spent his whole life on a chain began to cry. Not howl. Cry — that low, broken sound — while Dana sat on the floor beside him with her hand on his side and wept right along with him. "You're never going back out there," she told him. "Never again. You're home now." Boone is heartworm-free now. He has a fenced yard he's allowed to leave, a couch he's not supposed to be on but always is, and a bed by the radiator that he still circles in disbelief every single night before he lies down — like he's making sure, one more time, that it's really his.

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Watching this video makes my jaw clench. Not because I see courage. Not because I see progress. It makes my jaw clench because I see a husband standing outside a women’s restroom while his wife is inside, and another person is demanding that he ignore what his own eyes can see. Put Democrat politics aside for a moment and think about the people you love. Imagine your wife is in that restroom. Imagine it’s your daughter, your granddaughter, your mother, or your sister. Most husbands like us, aren’t going to start debating social theories at that moment. Their first instinct is going to be the same instinct men have had for thousands of years: protect the women they love. That isn’t hatred. It isn’t fear. It’s responsibility. What makes this video so powerful is that it exposes a much bigger disagreement taking place across the country. One side believes that biological reality determines who belongs in male and female spaces. The other believes that personal identity should be the deciding factor. Those are fundamentally different starting points, and that’s why these encounters keep happening. The anger you’re seeing isn’t really about a restroom. It’s about whether ordinary people are still allowed to trust their own judgment, speak honestly about what they see, and protect the people they care about without being told they’re the problem. Millions of Americans like me, have reached the point where they are exhausted by being told that common sense is offensive. They are tired of being told that protecting women is somehow controversial. They are tired of being pressured to deny what they believe is objectively true in order to avoid criticism. That’s why videos like this resonate with so many people. They aren’t seeing a debate about a bathroom. They’re seeing a husband doing what husbands have always done: standing watch over the people entrusted to his care. And for many Americans, the line gets drawn right there. Not with my wife. Not with my daughter. Not with my family. #SilentMajoritySpeaks #AStoneGroove

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He was 88, a veteran, and facing the loss of the only home he had left. The courtroom felt too large as he sat in his wheelchair, trying to stay upright while everything closed in. Walter Greene had lived quietly since his wife passed. No children visited, and no one stood beside him that afternoon. The small house he owned had aged faster than he had, with a broken porch, peeling paint, and a roof that leaked every time it rained. City citations stacked up, and the repairs stayed out of reach. The case was called, and Walter listened as the violations were read aloud. Each number landed heavier than the last. When the city attorney asked for permission to condemn the property if payment failed, the meaning became impossible to avoid. Losing the house meant losing the last place that still telt like his. The judge started to speak, then stopped. From the bench, he watched Walter fold forward, hands covering his face as quiet sobs shook his shoulders. No words filled the room, and nobody moved. After a long pause, the gavel came down. A brief recess was announced, and the courtroom emptied in a low murmur of confusion. When the judge returned, his tone had changed. He addressed Walter directly and explained that phone calls had been made during the break. The local veterans organization had stepped in, along with a county fund dedicated to former service members. Every fine was dismissed. Relief barely had time to settle before more followed. A contractors group had already agreed to complete the repairs at no cost, with work starting the next week. Walter looked up, stunned, as tears returned for a different reason. The weight he carried for months finally eased. Then something unexpected happened. The judge left the bench, crossed the room, and knelt beside the wheelchair. Strong arms wrapped around the old veteran, holding him steady when he couldn't do it himself. Walter's voice shook as he spoke into the judge's shoulder. He said he didn't think anyone remembered him anymore. The judge held him close and spoke softly, the words meant only for him. "It's all right. You're not standing here alone. Sometimes it feels like nobody remembers anymore. We remember. I do what you gave me. We don't forget that. Thank you. John."

Gabriele Corno

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He was 88, a veteran, and facing the loss of the only home he had left. The courtroom felt too large as he sat in his wheelchair, trying to stay upright while everything closed in. Walter Greene had lived quietly since his wife passed. No children visited, and no one stood beside him that afternoon. The small house he owned had aged faster than he had, with a broken porch, peeling paint, and a roof that leaked every time it rained. City citations stacked up, and the repairs stayed out of reach. The case was called, and Walter listened as the violations were read aloud. Each number landed heavier than the last. When the city attorney asked for permission to condemn the property if payment failed, the meaning became impossible to avoid. Losing the house meant losing the last place that still felt like his. The judge started to speak, then stopped. From the bench, he watched Walter fold forward, hands covering his face as quiet sobs shook his shoulders. No words filled the room, and nobody moved. After a long pause, the gavel came down. A brief recess was announced, and the courtroom emptied in a low murmur of confusion. When the judge returned, his tone had changed. He addressed Walter directly and explained that phone calls had been made during the break. The local veterans organization had stepped in, along with a county fund dedicated to former service members. Every fine was dismissed. Relief barely had time to settle before more followed. A contractors group had already agreed to complete the repairs at no cost, with work starting the next week. Walter looked up, stunned, as tears returned for a different reason. The weight he carried for months finally eased. Then something unexpected happened. The judge left the bench, crossed the room, and knelt beside the wheelchair. Strong arms wrapped around the old veteran, holding him steady when he couldn’t do it himself. Walter’s voice shook as he spoke into the judge’s shoulder. He said he didn’t think anyone remembered him anymore. The judge held him close and spoke softly, the words meant only for him. “It’s all right. You’re not standing here alone. Sometimes it feels like nobody remembers anymore. We remember. I do what you gave me. We don’t forget that. Thank you. John.”

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