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FATHER, SAVE THEM, BEFORE THE TRIBULATION BEGINS!!! 🔥Pull them back from the edge! Rescue them from a destiny they were never created for! Let this be the moment where fear gives way to repentance, and repentance gives way to salvation!! 👉🏼We declare that today is the day of salvation! 👉🏼We declare that mercy still stands! 👉🏼We declare that the cross is ENOUGH! 👉🏼We stand on Your promises! That You draw all people to Yourself, that Your arm is not too short to save, and that You leave the ninety-nine to go after the one!! Even when we do not see it, even when nothing seems to change, we trust that You are working behind the scenes! 🤲🏼We place our loved ones fully into Your hands!! 👆🏼We declare that salvation belongs to You! 👆🏼We declare that chains will break! 👆🏼We declare that prodigals will return! 👆🏼We declare that what the enemy meant for evil, You will turn for good! 🩸Cover them with the blood of Jesus. Protect them from deception and from taking the MARK OF THE BEAST! Preserve them until the moment You bring them home! 🙏🏼Lord, we pray that if they are not saved before You come, then during the Tribulation may they see the light of Christ shining brighter than ever before. Draw them to Yourself, seeking refuge in Your grace and finding hope in Your promises. Help them remember the truth they have heard today. Use the testimony of the two witnesses, the 144,000, and the three angels to awaken their hearts and lead them to repentance and faith. Surround them with believers who will encourage them, strengthen them, and point them to Jesus. Let Your Holy Spirit work powerfully in their hearts until they surrender completely to You. 💙 Lord... You also see us!! You see the ones who have been praying for years. The ones who cry for the same people over and over again. The ones who have watched loved ones reject You... again and again. Lord... we're tired. 👉🏼Some of us are running on empty. Some of us wonder if anything we say even matters anymore. Some of us have become discouraged watching this world grow darker by the day. You hear us constantly whisper every day saying, "Lord... I just want to come Home!!!!" Lift us up today, strengthen our weary hearts. Fill us again with Your Holy Spirit. 🛎️Remind us that You are still saving. 🛎️Remind us that You are still pursuing them. 🛎️Remind us that You are still working behind the scenes—even when we can't see it. ❌Don't let us grow cold. ❌Don't let us become distracted. ❌Don't let us lose our urgency. ❌Don't let us stop praying. ❌Don't let us stop sharing the Gospel. 🔥Give us boldness! 🔥Give us endurance! 🔥Give us fresh fire for these last moments before You come! Lord... if there's one more person You want us to reach... give us the strength to stand in the gap one more time... 🙌🏼We thank You in advance for what You are already doing—even now. To You alone belong all the glory, all the honor, all the praise, and all the power, forever and ever! ....and Lord, PLEASE COME!!!! We pray in the mighty Name of Jesus Christ! Amen. MARANATHA! COME, LORD JESUS, COME!!!🤍

Maranatha777

24,640 次观看 • 2 个月前

LLM Knowledge Base → Slides When Andrej Karpathy shared his LLM Knowledge Base setup, many were wondering how to generate more visual forms of the wiki. There are many options, but I think Gamma is one of the best at producing high-quality, rich presentations. To showcase this, I just built a pipeline that turns my AI papers wiki (1K+ papers across 20 AI agent topics) into polished slide presentations using Gamma. The flow: Obsidian vault → Gamma MCP → embedded preview in my dashboard. I give one command to my agent, which pulls the top papers from each topic (via the wiki), feeds them to Gamma, and renders the presentation inline. The Gamma connector for Claude is a great choice for generating beautiful and professional slides. Easy to use. Go to your Claude instance and add the official Gamma connector. That's it! Claude Code will now have access to all the necessary MCP tools for generating slides. I use the Claude Agent SDK for my agent orchestrator, so I use the official Gamma MCP tools and embed the generated slides in an iframe via my artifact preview. See the clip below for an example.

LLM Knowledge Base → Slides When Andrej Karpathy shared his LLM Knowledge Base setup, many were wondering how to generate more visual forms of the wiki. There are many options, but I think Gamma is one of the best at producing high-quality, rich presentations. To showcase this, I just built a pipeline that turns my AI papers wiki (1K+ papers across 20 AI agent topics) into polished slide presentations using Gamma. The flow: Obsidian vault → Gamma MCP → embedded preview in my dashboard. I give one command to my agent, which pulls the top papers from each topic (via the wiki), feeds them to Gamma, and renders the presentation inline. The Gamma connector for Claude is a great choice for generating beautiful and professional slides. Easy to use. Go to your Claude instance and add the official Gamma connector. That's it! Claude Code will now have access to all the necessary MCP tools for generating slides. I use the Claude Agent SDK for my agent orchestrator, so I use the official Gamma MCP tools and embed the generated slides in an iframe via my artifact preview. See the clip below for an example.

elvis

47,989 次观看 • 5 个月前

At 54, here’s something I think about a lot: The good old days don’t feel like it at the time. It feels more like struggle. From the age of 25 to 45, you’re in the thick of it—building a career, raising kids, trying to get ahead (or just keep up with life). It’s so easy to lose perspective and forget that… You’re in the sweet spot. One day you’ll look back on that struggle as the best of times. Every season of life has its pros and cons—triumphs and challenges—but there’s nothing quite like the prime adult years. So what are we to do about it? Simply recognize that you’re living your good old days right now. Slow down. Savor it. Smell the roses. Because I’m here to tell you… The days are long, but the years fly by. 🎥: First flight for my younger daughter. I thought I was climbing the mountain—little did I know I was standing on the peak.

At 54, here’s something I think about a lot: The good old days don’t feel like it at the time. It feels more like struggle. From the age of 25 to 45, you’re in the thick of it—building a career, raising kids, trying to get ahead (or just keep up with life). It’s so easy to lose perspective and forget that… You’re in the sweet spot. One day you’ll look back on that struggle as the best of times. Every season of life has its pros and cons—triumphs and challenges—but there’s nothing quite like the prime adult years. So what are we to do about it? Simply recognize that you’re living your good old days right now. Slow down. Savor it. Smell the roses. Because I’m here to tell you… The days are long, but the years fly by. 🎥: First flight for my younger daughter. I thought I was climbing the mountain—little did I know I was standing on the peak.

Kevin Dahlstrom

604,680 次观看 • 1 年前

Hey Punks! Exactly 8 years ago (to the minute) I claimed my first punk. In the years since we've seen a ton of incredible ways the community has shown up for the project and created public goods for the ecosystem and here's yet one more for y'all to nerd out on. Excited to share a fun little tool for y'all I've been working on with Generative Goods and embroidery wizard (DCA) Daniel Calderon Arenas. Put your punkID in the box and get professional quality DST (embroidery) files of your punk in a variety of sizes. I see people wearing their punks all the time and after spending the last few years deeply studying machine embroidery understand how annoying and complex it can be to get a good digitized version of your punk. A good digitization can cost $100 and that's for a single sized output. The punk embroidery generator will give you a range of sizes in stitch-perfect outputs for any of the 10k punks plus for the DIY folks a cross-stitch pattern for you to make your own by hand (s/o to Fanny Lakoubay and Rachel Suzanne Tien Wood who completed theirs of STONE's #98 recently 🙌). We've put some instructions on the site to help you through the process, plus some embroidery machine recommendations in case you want to go all out and make them look at feel professional. Note: GenGoods is not set up to do the embroidery for these (our system uses the same 15 colors across all our projects and Punks use way more colors across all the various outputs) but the downloads on the site give you exactly what you need to walk into any embroidery shop and have them make your punk for you. We suggest thread colors in the tool but that's just to get you started. A good embroidery shop will have tons to pick from so just pick the colors that best match your punk. Anyways we thought it would be a fun way to celebrate the punks 8th anniversary with this fun little tool. Can't wait to see what y'all make with this. Enjoy! 🍻

Hey Punks! Exactly 8 years ago (to the minute) I claimed my first punk. In the years since we've seen a ton of incredible ways the community has shown up for the project and created public goods for the ecosystem and here's yet one more for y'all to nerd out on. Excited to share a fun little tool for y'all I've been working on with Generative Goods and embroidery wizard (DCA) Daniel Calderon Arenas. Put your punkID in the box and get professional quality DST (embroidery) files of your punk in a variety of sizes. I see people wearing their punks all the time and after spending the last few years deeply studying machine embroidery understand how annoying and complex it can be to get a good digitized version of your punk. A good digitization can cost $100 and that's for a single sized output. The punk embroidery generator will give you a range of sizes in stitch-perfect outputs for any of the 10k punks plus for the DIY folks a cross-stitch pattern for you to make your own by hand (s/o to Fanny Lakoubay and Rachel Suzanne Tien Wood who completed theirs of STONE's #98 recently 🙌). We've put some instructions on the site to help you through the process, plus some embroidery machine recommendations in case you want to go all out and make them look at feel professional. Note: GenGoods is not set up to do the embroidery for these (our system uses the same 15 colors across all our projects and Punks use way more colors across all the various outputs) but the downloads on the site give you exactly what you need to walk into any embroidery shop and have them make your punk for you. We suggest thread colors in the tool but that's just to get you started. A good embroidery shop will have tons to pick from so just pick the colors that best match your punk. Anyways we thought it would be a fun way to celebrate the punks 8th anniversary with this fun little tool. Can't wait to see what y'all make with this. Enjoy! 🍻

Erick / Snowfro / 🦩 / LAO / #️⃣ / 🔴

24,674 次观看 • 1 年前

This character has been already exposed in many shady cases … with “The Family Business Blending his personal interests with the public interest, Massad Boulos has become a poster child for Donald Trump’s White House” being one of them… he’s been essentially making up stories to force a reality that only existed in his wishes or projections… Take “Doha” … he got it signed, he never cared to have it put in concrete actions… so he organized Washington Agreements… knowing that Doha hadn’t even started… and Washington couldn’t be a success beyond the signature if Doha hadn’t started to be executed… - one of the first action points was “ceasefire” - another was release of prisoners… - the fundamental was negotiations/discussions of the “root causes” of the conflict… None of this ever happened… so since there was no ceasefire during the Washington Agreements, and even less after, when Uvira fell… this man was fast to designate a culprit, a scapegoat… Tshisekedi hadn’t respected any of his commitments, nor ceasefire nor dismantling of the FDLR … yet U.S. Senior Advisor for Arab and African Affairs got “sanctions” against Rwanda signed off … but the more he’s pushing in the opposite direction than the one leading to the resolution of the conflict, the more he pushes the public opinion to see him as part of the problem and preventing ultimately the region to find peace and enjoy adequate governance which leads to “the prosperity” as mentioned in the Washington Agreements… This video is another evidence… how can one remain in “drafts” and at same time abusing “sanctions” … Personally… with the mileage already behind me…. I’d say this smells and tastes like “corruption” …

This character has been already exposed in many shady cases … with “The Family Business Blending his personal interests with the public interest, Massad Boulos has become a poster child for Donald Trump’s White House” being one of them… he’s been essentially making up stories to force a reality that only existed in his wishes or projections… Take “Doha” … he got it signed, he never cared to have it put in concrete actions… so he organized Washington Agreements… knowing that Doha hadn’t even started… and Washington couldn’t be a success beyond the signature if Doha hadn’t started to be executed… - one of the first action points was “ceasefire” - another was release of prisoners… - the fundamental was negotiations/discussions of the “root causes” of the conflict… None of this ever happened… so since there was no ceasefire during the Washington Agreements, and even less after, when Uvira fell… this man was fast to designate a culprit, a scapegoat… Tshisekedi hadn’t respected any of his commitments, nor ceasefire nor dismantling of the FDLR … yet U.S. Senior Advisor for Arab and African Affairs got “sanctions” against Rwanda signed off … but the more he’s pushing in the opposite direction than the one leading to the resolution of the conflict, the more he pushes the public opinion to see him as part of the problem and preventing ultimately the region to find peace and enjoy adequate governance which leads to “the prosperity” as mentioned in the Washington Agreements… This video is another evidence… how can one remain in “drafts” and at same time abusing “sanctions” … Personally… with the mileage already behind me…. I’d say this smells and tastes like “corruption” …

Albert Rudatsimburwa 🇷🇼

27,819 次观看 • 2 个月前

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.

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 次观看 • 5 个月前

Rosy Team 💌 ❝This day, for you and for us, is warm, joyful, and one that shines with stars in the river of time Perhaps, right now, you're still working hard, or maybe you're already in your sweet dreams Yet this phrase, "Happy Birthday Zhao Lusi," which has been repeated by countless people, will become the most uplifting and reassuring force of today! It will be a force that brings a smile to our faces from the beginning to the end of the day These forces come from every corner of the world, gathering together, and at this beautiful moment, we raise our glasses in celebration with you, separated by the full moon, the sunrise, clouds, and waves Look, so many people love you! May you, at 26, become a "more mature child," handling things with calmness, yet remaining romantically innocent. May you have the strength to challenge the rules of the world, and genuinely say, "Growing up is wonderful." You can also boldly remain a child, protect your inner self more firmly, and pursue what you love with greater determination. We have walked through your 25th year together. We’ve savored the pear blossom wine hidden beneath the phoenix trees (A Yin), held Duan Wu— who has picked pearls from the depths of the sea, in our hearts, remembered the bright and sparkling smile of Xu Yan, and are moved by the passionate vivacity of Ruan Yu who runs barefoot. In the future, we will accompany you through more roles in life, experiencing each moment when you give your all. We believe that they will bring even more unique brilliance into your world. This pure and open heart will surge like the ocean and stretch endlessly like green grass. At 26, we’ll still be here. Wishing you a Happy Birthday, be happy everyday. May you have days that are fun, full of hope, and endless anticipation 🎂❞ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZHAO LUSI #RosyBloomsAt26

Rosy Team 💌 ❝This day, for you and for us, is warm, joyful, and one that shines with stars in the river of time Perhaps, right now, you're still working hard, or maybe you're already in your sweet dreams Yet this phrase, "Happy Birthday Zhao Lusi," which has been repeated by countless people, will become the most uplifting and reassuring force of today! It will be a force that brings a smile to our faces from the beginning to the end of the day These forces come from every corner of the world, gathering together, and at this beautiful moment, we raise our glasses in celebration with you, separated by the full moon, the sunrise, clouds, and waves Look, so many people love you! May you, at 26, become a "more mature child," handling things with calmness, yet remaining romantically innocent. May you have the strength to challenge the rules of the world, and genuinely say, "Growing up is wonderful." You can also boldly remain a child, protect your inner self more firmly, and pursue what you love with greater determination. We have walked through your 25th year together. We’ve savored the pear blossom wine hidden beneath the phoenix trees (A Yin), held Duan Wu— who has picked pearls from the depths of the sea, in our hearts, remembered the bright and sparkling smile of Xu Yan, and are moved by the passionate vivacity of Ruan Yu who runs barefoot. In the future, we will accompany you through more roles in life, experiencing each moment when you give your all. We believe that they will bring even more unique brilliance into your world. This pure and open heart will surge like the ocean and stretch endlessly like green grass. At 26, we’ll still be here. Wishing you a Happy Birthday, be happy everyday. May you have days that are fun, full of hope, and endless anticipation 🎂❞ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZHAO LUSI #RosyBloomsAt26

jov

15,037 次观看 • 1 年前

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Exchange delivers a full spectrum of #PrivacyCoins! NonKyc has listed 37 privacy coins across 53 trading pairs, the newest pair is $ZANO / $FUSD thanks to Quinten (Mr. Kwibs) | Zano and Zano. You can find them all with one click at -> privacy button If your favorite #privacy coin project is not listed at #NonKyc, place and use the comments and tag them or sent them to Why NonKyc: ✅ Privacy-to-privacy trading ✅ No #KYC required ✅ True financial sovereignty ✅ High Trust Score on #CoinGecko ✅ Proof of Reserve ✅ #Android and #iOS app NonKyc = "Exchanging Crypto - Protecting Identity" Deposit, Trade, and Withdraw. Not your Keys🔑, Not your Coins💰We are not your Piggy Bank! We are the fastest growing exchange at the moment, but if you still don't have an account, use my invite: 🍻 A tip for our traders: Buy some $NKYC and select in your settings that you want to pay your fees with it. You will then receive a discount on your trading and withdrawal #fees. I also want to give a shout-out to Dash, PIVX Official priv/acc, VergeCurrency $XVG, EpicCashOfficial, and a few other projects that are always willing to leave a nice comment or retweet. Great and positive messages from their #communities, thanks for that👌. #KYC #Crypto #privacyfirst #Zano #FUSD #PrivacyMatters #DASH #PivX #Verge #EPIC #Monero #Zcash #ZEC #XMR

Chris (NonKyc.io Exchange)

14,677 次观看 • 8 个月前