#12.2.2023

[writingandmybrain]

12.2.2023

5/100 days of productivity

I did accomplish quite a bit around the house. I studied for 2.5 hours today and feel like I got no where. There is so much reading and I hate the read out loud thing that is included with the book. Oh, and it won’t let me use the ai reader I paid for! Hoping tomorrow will go better as far as assignments are concerned.

🎧: Spotify wrapped DJ

📖: Onyx Jennifer L. Armentrout

Home:

- changed bedding

- completed 4 loads of laundry

- went to store got dog food, dog treats, and a dog cookie (she loved it)

- Made spaghetti and meatballs, veggies and garlic bread for dinner

School;

- Finished reading pope article

- Downloaded multimedia assessments

- Read half of chapter 7

- Cornell notes questions for week 8 discussion

#100 days of productivity #fall #graduate school #spotify #100 dop #spotify wrapped #spotify wrap 2023 #UTAH? fucking UTAH?!? #Petco #pets #pets of tumblr #12.2.2023 #reading #harmony #harmony Whitney Hanson #whitney hanson

[patsdrabbles]

Top Hats and Goatees

Title: Top Hats and Goatees Fandom: Professor Layton games Rating: Gen Word Count: 379 Summary: The young man is waiting for a second, not wanting to startle the man. Then he says in a normal voice: “Professor.” And then, when seemingly not heard: “Professor Layton!” A/N: Here's a ficlet I wrote last November, which started out as a sort of cut-scene script. Given the announcement of the new game (wooo :D ) I though I ought to finally post it. ^^ Please enjoy ❤

AO3

Fifteen to twenty years after Luke moved away, he is finally a gentleman of his own right. Prof. Dr. Triton just spent an adventure of his own searching for his old mentor. At last, he seems to have finally found him.

The scene is set in a cozy, semi-dark café.

We are looking over a young man’s shoulder. We see little of him, but his shoulders are pulled back a little, as if in anticipation. At the end of the room, next to one of the café’s wooden walls, a man in his late forties or early to mid-fifties sits, holding the cup of tea he is drinking to his lips. There is a top hat placed on the table beside him, as the café is too small to have a wardrobe for its guests.

The young man is waiting for a second, not wanting to startle the man.

Then he says in a normal voice: “Professor.” And then, when seemingly not heard: “Professor Layton!”

He steps closer.

The man puts down his cup of tea and looks up at him.

“Yes? And you are, young man?”

His eyes widen almost comically, but to the young man, they still do so in a gentlemanly manner.

“Luke? Luke, is that you?”

The man stands up and turns fully toward the younger man.

Luke’s face breaks into a smile as he nods.

“It is me, Professor. It’s so good to see you again, I’ve been searching for you so long.”

Layton takes in his sight: he looks travel-worn.

And...

As he gestures for Luke to sit down in the empty chair opposite of him, he has to ask: “Is that a monocle? And a beard?”

Luke gives a small, sheepish grin.

“It does help make people take you more seriously.”

He nervously tugs a little on the goatee, pulling off a corner before he catches himself doing so and presses it on again.

“I do not look silly, do I?”

Layton smiles at him kindly.

“You don’t, Luke. And I understand.”

He looks almost younger now that he has proven himself to the world over and over again and at last seems to be enjoying some time off from solving mysteries.

“You wouldn’t believe the wonders a top hat can do.”

#professor layton #professor layton series #future fic #luke triton #hershel layton #my posts #fanfiction #my fanfics #professor layton fanfic #professor layton ff #12.2.2023 #2023 #technically last november tho :P #trans!luke triton #trans!hershel layton #just because really #also my memory is a bit hazy bc it's been!! so long!! #but luke leaving still breaks my heart so i really hope he'll be back in the next game #until then here's this fic i wrote last november ^^

[murderous-coffeebean]

Surface Light

I did some anatomy drawing practice with the help of YouTube tutorials a while ago and made a sketch I liked so much I ended up digitalizing it. ^^ So here’s a merman (and some fish), looking at the light from above shining through his hands. 

art © Murderous-Coffeebean (tumblr & dA)

#mermen #mermaids #merfolk #art #digital art #my art #my posts #12.2.2023 #2023 #i did this some four weeks ago #and hurt my wrist/thumb joint only a few days after #i've finally started drawing with my non-dominant hand yesterday and that was a good thing to do bc i have so much pent up creative energy #and i haven't been able to draw with my right hand for three weeks now welp #anyway!! #i hope you like my good merman guy i have some headcanons for this character actually so maybe we'll see him again eventually ^^/ #water #fish #Surface Light #(also yes his tail is twisted a bit oddly but that's alright)

[mysecretvienna]

Bellevue Höhe

#vienna #wien #alphabet #letters #urban nature #wienliebe #wiener berge #viennalove #alphabetwanderung #12.2.2023 #sigmund freud #traumdeutung #bellevue #good view

[devonjwerkheiser]

mrsnesswalker Lunas first Super Bowl! E-A-G-L-E-S 🦅🏈

#Devon Werkheiser #Vanessa Werkheiser #Vanessa Walker #Ryan Walker #Valerie Werkheiser #Instagram #12.2.2023 #aww how cute #I almost forgot #Vanessa had her first baby #Devon is an uncle now #congrats to them

[phototagebuch]

12.2.2023: Belle Vue

#phototagebuch #tagesphoto #photo diary #photo of the day #photojournal #photo du jour #photo des tages #vienna #wien #urban nature #belle vue #12.2.2023 #good view #ari fink photography #handykamera

[3lla-in-wonderland]

I ain’t never gonna find another love like this 🖤

#3lla #me #personal #happy #12.2.2023

[prosy-days]

February 12, 2023 - Day 238

A lovely long catch up with a friend.

#365 #12.2.2023 #Day 238 #tea #candle

[thedailypointer]

Sunday Morning

#12.2.2023 #the daily pointer #ophelia #rescue dog #adopt don't breed #pointer #sunday morning #dogs

[godsnameisjoy]

SPIRITUAL STATUS UPDATE

Date: 12 February 2023

Durations: 27 minutes at 2:15 PM & 43 minutes at 10:39 PM

Depth:

In March of 2020, I experienced my first Kundalini energy vibration. Back then, the energy seemed to be dissipating from the lower end of the spine. There is much literature with regards Kundalini meditation. I haven’t read any of it except the commentaries by Paramahansa Yogananda and Swami Vivekananda on Sage Patanjali’s 8 step path of Raja Yoga.

Literature on Raja Yoga often covers a bit on Kundalini. Never having experienced a Kundalini movement before, I only imagined what it would be like from the literature I had read. ‘Kundalini’ is a word that isn’t used often in spoken Hindi. My imagination about Kundalini wasn’t nuanced until I experienced the first vibration.

Kundalini energy is energy freed from body-mind knots. 23 years back when I had begun my practice and when meditation wasn’t a daily habit, I would find it odd that my skin would perspire after I sat still in meditation. In retrospect, it was just energy released from my relaxed muscles. It has been decades since then. Call the Kundalini by any name, it would still be the same. It is life running energy freed from energy consuming body-mind knots.

Freed energy finds default residence in the spine. Freed life energies don’t completely free themselves of their duties towards the body. They find some rest in the spine. With every meditation that has followed the first spinal vibration, life energies in my spine have moved up towards my head.

Now, after many months of the heady feeling of Peace, I have relative stillness of mind. Life energies are Peaceful in nature. Life forces are perceived as Peace by the mind. However, I know that I haven’t established perfect or optimal stillness of mind. If I had, then I would be regularly beholding the out gate for Peaceful life energies: the third eye.

That’s all that I wanted to write about today. I wanted to give a summary of my decades old practice and state where I am at now. Without optimal inner silence and motionlessness, I will not find the right way out for the most benign force that I have known. Also, it is likely that finding the portal for life energies will put an end to involuntary movements in the body during my meditations.

May my mind be optimally motionless. May I be able to mould a way out for blessed life forces. May I mould myself to be able to run blessed energies in the direction of their choice. They seem to want out, from some spot in the head. So be it.

#meditation #paramhansa yogananda #god #hong sau #intuition #inner peace #kundalini #12.2.2023

[botanisiertrommel]

#botanik #botanisiertrommel #ari fink photography #vienna #wien #urban nature #herbarium #aus meiner botanisiertrommel #urban garden #botanical #12.2.2023 #krokus

[nataliesnews]

Democracy with the occupation 12.2.2023

It is hard to go and demonstrate for Palestinians on a day after a terrorist attack but do Israelis think that such an attack comes from nowhere.  This is an extract from one of the Machsomwatch reports I did today. Notice the last lines.  From a translation:

 We met Faris and his son, with the sheep in the pasture. Their home  is near the farm of Yanon Levy, (Meitariem  Farm, according to the map of the topographical application Amud Enan). They complain that Yanon  and does not allow them to go out with the sheep to graze near their house. Because of this, they are forced to go far with the sheep to the other side of road 60 , relatively far, in the direction of H’ Shavika. In addition, there are also other settlers who come to help him at his farm. They go around with their weapons as a matter of course. Some time ago, soldiers arrived at Faris’s house, and they wanted to confiscate a tractor, which is their tool for cultivating the land!!! Finally, they gave up. At another time, the army arrived and announced that the settlers would have a party in the area, so they were warned not to leave the village, so as not to disturb them! This is the sort of thing that happens to the Palestinians daily and there is no protection by the army or any agency. Which is why I go out to demonstrate even on a day when Palestinians murder Jews. At least then the terrorists are usually caught and punished. But each day Palestinians are killed even when they are not attacking and there is never anything more than a knuckle rap. Sometimes even after a while a promotion.

  It breaks the heart to come back and hear that the three who were killed in the last terrorist attack.. two young brothers of six and eight and a young man who had just got married. I noticed that when I write a terrorist attack I mean Palestinans on Jews. Not that the attacks of the settlers on Palestinians or Jews here in Jerusalem are attacking innocent Palestinians  I have to explain what I mean.  But enough that this evening coming back from the  Saturday demonstration at the home of mielie mouthed Herzog, the Arab taxi driver told us that often when he receives an order for a taxi and the people see from his name that he is an Arab the trip is cancelled. And if he already takes a passenger and the letter realises that he is an Arab the atmosphere is already very charged. And please do not tell me that that is understandable. I often travel with Arab drivers and have never had a problem.

 We met Faris and his son, with the sheep in the pasture. Their home  is near the farm of Yanon Levy, (Meitariem  Farm, according to the map of the topographical application Amud Enan). They complain that Yanon  and does not allow them to go out with the sheep to graze near their house. Because of this, they are forced to go far with the sheep to the other side of road 60 , relatively far, in the direction of H’ Shavika. In addition, there are also other settlers who come to help him at his farm. They go around with their weapons as a matter of course. Some time ago, soldiers arrived at Faris’s house, and they wanted to confiscate a tractor, which is their tool for cultivating the land!!! Finally, they gave up. At another time, the army arrived and announced that the settlers would have a party in the area, so they were warned not to leave the village, so as not to disturb them! This is the sort of thing that happens to the Palestinians daily and there is no protection by the army or any agency. Which is why I go out to demonstrate even on a day when Palestinians murder Jews. At least then the terrorists are usually caught and punished. But each day Palestinians are killed even when they are not attacking and there is never anything more than a knuckle rap. Sometimes even after a while a promotion.

 I have now taken the train for a second time.....and unless I go to some event such as this time with someone I will stick to buses. One does not have to use the escalators and there are lifts but you have to take about five of them to get down to the bowels of the train station in Jerusalem. It is so much easier to go to the bus station with the light train, walk up the escalator and get on to a bus. I also find it more comfortable to sit and read or fall asleep. And then there is the horrible GAP. Why, when this station was built in a modern era, could one simply walk on with no effort. It was for a fundraising event for Women make Peace. For me it was a waste of time  though I will probably send you their request. 

 And the next day I saw  how true it was what I wrote in my last letters. Things change so quickly here. I got up in the morning thinking to do all the errands I have been putting off ...the bank, the clinic, herbs at the centre, to buy a bulb. I had intended to go to the High Court for a demonstration.which was to be the end of a  march began on Wednesday and is which lasted three days. It included   officers and soldiers in the military reserves, as well as their families, and majors and former senior defense officials. My friend, Dori, whose husband was marching with them, phoned just as I was in the middle of all this and said that, when they arrived at the entrance to the city, there would be a march up to the High Court and I wanted to walk with them.  Reservists,  pilots, sailors, personnel from elite  as well as veterans from a variety of armored, artillery, and infantry brigades.

 I wore my occupation shirt but decided that it was better to wear it inside out until I got to the protest. Kiryat Hayovel is more of a stronghold of the Likud and the religious......especially the latter as Jerusalem becomes more and more black (the religious wear black, not blacks in colour.) I am scared of being attacked ...although most probably verbally. So when I got there I asked something to help me and changed back to it. 

 Someone sent me these two photos. I was unable to make the one bigger but if you look next to the rail you can see a white head

 Dori and I 

 I have twice read this and twice it has been wiped off. Maybe because of the photo below. I had people for brunch and I was very much in the minority. As I mentioned before the demonstrations have become a combination of two groups. Those who are scared of what the laws which are about to be enacted will affect their own lives and the others, like I am who feel there is no democracy without the occupation being taken into account.

 I  am also sending two pdfs....the one is very long about Neo_Nazi ministers...but if you only read a quarter of it it sends the shivers up your spine and the other is about the reservists.n gallery viewI had people for brunch. There was an argument. I was much in the minority. Unlike Balfour where everyone came with their own agenda people  especially here in Jerusalem object to those of us who come with signs or shirts like mine are making problems at the demonstrations today. They only look for justice for themselves as I have said before. I am not surprised as amongst my friends here are those with whom I have always had arguments about the occupation. Always they  found reasons for why the police and soldiers act as they do. They say they are not for the occupation but they are not as involved as I am in what is happening which is  not only on the home front. I understand the fear that we may be pushing Likudnikiem who are against Netanyahu from coming to the demonstrations. I doubt it. There are not that many of us in number and if people really care then they will come. I was not surprised as even before when we discussed what was  happening they were more in defence of the government before. There is no difference now where the occupation is concerned  between the two governments.  I am not arrogant but except for Chanah these are people who have never  been really involved before....except for Chanah. 

 So I was glad this evening when we went to the demo in Jerusalem to see a strong movement against the occupation. Many young people of the Fee Jerusalem movement. Very vocal. There is no transport from Jerusalem to the demo in Tel Aviv. Maybe to strengthen the demo in Jerusalem. These were the two signs that were very prominent. Democracy for all and the second sign says it all.

   And by the way the PDF about the wall  should interest women in particular even though Netanyahu says nothing will come of it. But you can't believe anything he says, 

    --

#Democracy with the occupation 12.2.2023

[lila-rose]

ANDREI SVECHNIKOV Sabres vs. Hurricanes - 12.2.2023

#carolina hurricanes #canes lb #hurricanes #andrei svechnikov #daddy andryusha #oh no #he's hot

[belphgr]

Day 1 | 12.2.2023

WC: 509

Prompt: Yuu is lonely.

he/they pronouns are used

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It’s been months since they’ve last seen their family. And Yuu had no idea how he survived this place.

There wasn’t anything inherently wrong with Twisted Wonderland, or Night Raven College for that matter. The people were a bit twisted and that included his friends, but they showed that they cared in their own way.

But the feeling of loneliness was ever imminent. It has always been that way since he stepped out of that coffin and unknowingly entered an entirely different world with people he didn’t know and things he had never witnessed.

They just chose to ignore the feeling. Or to be more precise, he made sure to never think about it for too long, because there was always something going on. Grim throwing a tantrum, Ace picking a fight with Deuce, Epel complaining, Sebek yelling. And not to forget the bullying and the whispers behind his back.

But now, staring at the ceiling, Grim snoring away beside his head, they’re left alone with their thoughts. Something they’ve always hated.

Tonight isn’t even a kind of special night. It’s not his birthday, there isn’t a holiday coming around that would be celebrated in his world, and the day wasn’t even particularly stressful. But for some reason, his mind chose this moment to finally acknowledge the emptiness in his chest.

And they hated it. They hated how their chest squeezed in hurt because they always felt left out. They hated that they never understood the reference to Ace’s jokes, they hated how shocked everyone becomes when they say they had never heard of this extremely popular person that everyone else grew up knowing. They hated they couldn’t show anyone their favourite bands or music because they don’t exist here. He hated how no matter how hard he or his friends tried, he would never feel like he was truly a part of this world. And he hated that he just had to live with it because he doubts he’ll ever see his family again.

But despite everything, he can’t find it in him to cry. He’s so tired, so emotionally drained and empty that letting out tears just feels like a waste of time. He wants to go home to his cat and his snake. He wants to help his big siblings bake something and laugh about it when something inevitably goes wrong. He wants to lie in his own bed with his several squishmallows and talk about the recent, stupid online drama that’s on the trending tag on Twitter and wheeze about how dumb it is. He wants to make jokes that people will understand. He wants to feel like he’s fully a part of something again.

But he knows nothing will be back to normal ever again. They take small comfort from knowing that the hollow feeling will subside in due time, but it will never fully go away.

At this point, Yuu just wants a hug. They want to be held and told that everything will be okay, even if they know it’s a lie.

#writing #yuu #twisted wonderland

[mysecretvienna]

In der Krim

#in der krim #uhren #uhrturm #12.2.2023 #dämmerung #sonnenuntergang

[devonjwerkheiser]

devonwerkharder Happy Super Bowl • Happy Rihanna Bowl • Go Birds 🦅 🦅🦅 #Superbowl #eagles #throwback

#Devon Werkheiser #Rihanna #Instagram #12.2.2023 #very iconic if you ask me