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Nothing in the world must we hold so dear that we will forfeit Christ for it.
John MacArthur, Hard to Believe, p. 15
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"Are you happy now? I put on the stupid top, skirt, wig and shoes. I look ridiculous."
Little did Tom know that this was just the beginning of his forfeit.
#long hair#petticoats#pink satin#hair flower#forfeit#hair wigs#pink skirt#wedding veil#loser humiliation
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Beneath the Rock Elm
I had grown here, with a roof over my head, and riches beyond comparison.
No warmth, or place to be called mine.
A future as bright as the stars we’ve gazed upon, haunted by loneliness.
I had fear.
The day had come, masked in the fragrance of roses and baby's breath.
I sacrificed my place in your heart.
Bitter is the feeling beyond there.
Memories frequent me often.
I longed for that feeling of our hands interlocked under the sunset.
The fullness of your laughter that vibrates beneath my cheek.
The hues of orange and purple that colored our mid-summer skies.
The essence of the green leaves brushing over our resting form.
The warmth that filled my heart from your auburn eyes.
Years may pass, but the sound of your heart could never fade away.
Perhaps, I lived as a shell.
An empty vessel with no movement.
The lights were dim when he set me free, but the fire in my heart had never burned brighter.
Beneath the Rock Elm is where I was to find you.
When the time had come to be, you were already gone.
Only then have I come to realize it.
You have also forfeit the place in my heart.
#my poem#poetry#poem#poetscommunity#3am poetry#missingbts#writing#creative writing#amature poetry#amature writer#right person wrong time#arranged marriage#letting go#forfeit#angst#amature poet#the one that got away#i'm in love with someone else#goodbye#forgetting you
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Chinese new years is on the rise don't forget to forfeit all belongings to your local unmarried Chinese friends, they need it. Source? Trust me.
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Probably she had forfeited the soul she so needed; Thanatos would take it himself and put the dead baby back.
"Incarnations of Immortality: And Eternity" - Piers Anthony
#book quote#incarnations of immortality#and eternity#piers anthony#forfeit#soul#thanatos#death#baby#dead baby
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Bank can forfeit entire 25% deposited amount, if there is a default in payment by auction purchaser: Supreme Court
While hearing an appeal filed by the authorized officer of the Central Bank of India, Hon’ble Supreme Court held that the Bank being a secured creditor can forfeit the earnest money of a successful auction-purchaser if the purchaser fails in depositing the balance amount within the timeline specified under the SARFAESI Rules.
Facts of the Case:
Applicant Bank had issued an e-auction notice on…
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ALBUM REVIEW (#58)
2 — 2hollis
SIMILAR TO SLATER, THE MOMENT I DISCOVERED 2HOLLIS I WENT AND LISTENED TO THEIR ENTIRE DISCOGRAPHY AND KEPT UP EVER SINCE. THIS ALBUM DID NOT DISAPPOINT. I JUST LOVE THEIR SOUND AND 2HOLLIS KEEPS IT INTERESTING. THE SINGLE FORFEIT WAS SO GOOD. FAVORITE SONG ON IT RIGHT NOW IS GOD. fame runner IS A GOOD SONG TOO. I WILL RELISTEN BECAUSE I'M SURE I CAN FIND ANOTHER SONG TO LOVE. EVERYONE GO LISTEN TO 2HOLLIS. I LOVE 2HOLLIS.
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Such a woman would feel that wealth was necessary to her, and would be willing, for the sake of wealth, to put up with a husband without romance.
Anthony Trollope, from Phineas Finn
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And He was saying to them all, “If anyone wishes to follow Me [as My disciple], he must deny himself [set aside selfish interests], and take up his cross daily [expressing a willingness to endure whatever may come] and follow Me [believing in Me, conforming to My example in living and, if need be, suffering or perhaps dying because of faith in Me]. For whoever wishes to save his life [in this world] will [eventually] lose it [through death], but whoever loses his life [in this world] for My sake, he is the one who will save it [from the consequences of sin and separation from God]. For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world [wealth, fame, success], and loses or forfeits himself? For whoever is ashamed [here and now] of Me and My words, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when He comes in His glory and the glory of the [heavenly] Father and of the holy angels. ~ Luke 9:23-26
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On Wednesday, the B.C. Court of Appeal published its decision in the case between the province's Director of Civil Forfeiture and Angel Acres Recreation and Festival Property Ltd.
A panel of three judges overturned a 2020 B.C, Supreme Court ruling that allowed the Hells Angels to keep its properties in Nanaimo, Kelowna and East Vancouver. The justices on the appeals bench ruled the properties would likely be used for criminal activity in the future.
#hells angels#motorcycles#assets#forfeit#outlaw#news#via Politicoast#nanaimo#kelowna#vancouver#british columbia#canada#world news
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2023 FEBRUARY 17 Friday
"What profit is there for one to gain the whole world and forfeit his life? What could one give in exchange for his life?"
~ Mark 8:36-37
#bible#scripture#bible verse#gospel#Mark#what#profit#one#gain#whole#world#forfeit#exchange#life#God#Lord#Jesus#Christ
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My very first BellDom fic 4/23
Summary:
Do you want to meet a Matthew who sees conspiracy everywhere (oh wait, this is not big news!) and is so fond of his trolley that he treat it like a sort of puppy? Do you want to meet a Dominic in love with… himself (and with Matt, too, of course!)? And do you want to meet a Chris who wants to prove to the world he's the most masculine guy ever… but is unavoidably attracted by every… female hobby? This is what you'll find in this story, among lots of BellDom and… craziness!
Summary of the chapter: A tradition is a tradition...
Chapter IV: So Happy That I Could ...
"So, are you ready for tomorrow? We still have to set the playlist and.." Chris comments, but when he turns to his supposed listener he meets only the empty seat and half glass of beer abandoned, followed by a sudden gusts of wind, provoked by Matt's rapidity, because, after seeing from the window a taxi coming from afar and then stopping at the Hotel, he rushed to the Hall, yelling 'Dom is here, Dooooooooom is heeeere!'
Matthew doesn't know how he can be so sure that Dom is inside that taxi. He just knows that.
Maybe, in the last quarter an hour, with some help from beer, he managed to develop a kind of sixth sense that allows him to feel the blond 's presence and he even quit thinking about how extremely worrying the whole thing is.
-Phew, he never shows me such a merry welcome. It's useless that he keeps saying in the interviews 'I swear I adore Chris and Dom in the same way! '. It's so damn clear who his favourite one is!- Chris ponders, almost pouting, but then he just shakes his head and smiles, following his friend.
Because he's also happy to see Dom again. Of course, not with the same eagerness Matt has, but he's happy.
It's curios how, although he's the oldest guy in the band, both of them treat him as if he was the youngest one, because he's always the most 'spoiled' one, the one who gets more attentions.
After all, it's impossible not to adore Dominic. He's always happy, he's a born party-boy and his good mood has something contagious for whoever is around him.
Said 'party-boy' gets off the cab and waits for the driver to take his bags, but as soon as he realizes that Matthew is looking at him from the glass window he becomes petrified, staring at him insistently.
There's Chris, too, in the Hall and he looks at him, waving his hand, but for unknown reasons Dom seems to notice only Matthew, even more since the brunette started staring at him with the same intensity.
It's almost as if they were trying to tell each other a million things all at once, and to do that the only way is to exchange that look plenty of meanings.
Matthew doesn't make a single move to come out and Dom doesn't make a single move to come in.
Chris seems to notice the sudden state of paralysis that his friends fell in, so he tries to guess which one will recover first.
And the first one is Dominic, as soon as he realizes that also Chris is there.
As a matter of fact, he shakes his head and waves his hand at him, as he resumes having the cheerful and careless attitude that characterizes him so much.
Too bad that he still have tons of thoughts in his mind, but after all he seems to disguise that pretty well.
And as a chain reaction, also Matt recovers, smiling as if anything was perfectly normal, as he waits patiently for him to get in.
Well, 'patiently' is a too big word.
Matt waits for him to get in. Period.
And during the waiting, can his thoughts give him a break?
Of course they can't!
- So, tell me, what did you expect? That he ran into you, grinning, wrapping his arms around your neck, yelling your name happily, maybe as a soundtrack from a sickly movie popped out from nowhere? Can't you see it? He's totally indifferent, just as he should be. So, you'd better take off your mind those absurd and disquieting ideas! - his conscience resumes bothering him, more belligerent than ever, after recovering from the previous jet lag she had.
Yes, because also consciences have jet lag.
In the meantime, also the blond's conscience doesn't twiddle her thumbs.
Yes, because also consciences have thumbs.
- No, Dom, stop it. There's no need to rush into the Hall, you can get there quietly, just walking, step by step. And mostly there's no need to run into him! Can't you see how calm he is? Just like he welcomed anyone. Mark it in your mind, you're not in one of those sickly, sugary movies with slow motion scenes and a sappy music as background! So act normally! -
Following the advices of their consciences , that are scarily similar, but mostly scarily blind, Dom finally gets in, and Chris welcomes him first, with his classic manly, and brotherly hug.
"Here we go, the diabolic trio is finally reunited! " the bassist exclaims, smiling, as the other two barely manage to say 'hello' with two half smiles, keeping prudently far from each other, of course.
Dominic can't help noticing the showy Matt's hot pink trolley that is still in the hall, with the rest of his things.
- So, it was really him! - he realizes.
"Well, now I guess you should better take your bags in your rooms. See you later! " Chris suggests to them, before greeting them and leaving.
After walking through the same path, included also eight floors on the elevator, once he reaches his room, Dominic decides to break that awkward silence that has fallen between the two since Chris left them all alone.
"So, Bells, wassup? Did you spend your holidays well?" he exclaims.
"'Well ' is not the most proper word. Let's say I spent them. And thanks to my lucky stars, they're finally over!" the other answers, glad that the bloody silence is finally broken.
"Why? Were they really so terrible?" the blond asks, curiously, as they both rest on the threshold.
The invitation comes almost spontaneously.
"Do you wanna come in? After all, you can arrange your bags later.. " he adds, opening the door and showing the room to him, although it's the first time he also sees that.
"Do you wanna know how they've been? Ok, let's start with Christmas. Gaia decided that it was enough to spend it just with one family.. hers. Lucky for me, my mother understood and didn't get upset, I promised I'll pay a visit to her as soon as I'm back to England.. " Matt explains, as they both sit on the bed and Dom takes off his jacket.
"I understand you. Neither did I manage to come back home for the holidays.. " he informs him.
"Yes, but at least you didn't have to spend the whole day with a bunch of people who doesn't speak a word of English! As long as Gaia was the interpreter both for me and them, everything was fine, but every time she left, she was busy or she simply was sick of that, it was a total disaster! After all, when all you can say in their language is ' Hello ' ' Good evening ', 'How are you? ', some names of town , 'This song is for.. ' and 'Draw out your mobile ' .. well, it's not that you can start any brilliant conversations." Matt explains, making his interlocutor laugh.
"It's your fault, because you don't try your best to learn their language, you, lazy guy." Dom pretends to scold him.
"As it was easy! What about New Years Eve? I greeted the new year wearing the saddest outfit ever!" Matthew goes on with his tale, or rather his complains!
"I don't believe you!"
"Instead, believe me. It's Gaia 's gift, an outfit totally black, with nothing, really nothing that is at least a little showy. She practically forced me to wear it, and you can't even begin to imagine how stubborn that girl can be!" he rolls his eyes.
"Plus, she didn't even allowed me to wear one of my flashy shirt, or at least a pair of braces to make it more interesting. And guess what she dared to say to me? She said that I'm almost * thirty * years old! I mean.. hello? I've just turned twenty-eight years old!" he goes on.
"Well, Matt, since that was * seven * months ago, you can't really say 'just turned '.. " Dom makes him notice.
"Hey, are you on my side or what?" Matt grumbles, kind of slighted.
"Of course I'm on your side! You know that you look like a guy who's nothing more than twenty-five years old!" the blond immediately eulogizes him. "Anyway, if that comforts you, also Jessica can't choose gifts properly. Do you want to know what she bought to me? An overnight case. Nice, prestigious, fashioned and everything, but.. what the bloody hell am I supposed to do with that? To put my drumstick inside it to bring it with me when we have a tour?" Dom informs him and this time it's Matthew the one who laughs.
"I'll tell you, I know why she gave me that. Because she probably hopes that I'll use it for a job interview I'll have one day, since for her this is not a reliable job at all. And to think that we are already at our fourth studio album, with many and many years of career behind. I could even quit now and live and make her live wealthily for the rest of our lives.. .but it seems not to be enough to persuade her.. " the blond rolls his eyes.
"Instead, Gaia believes in my job even too much, especially in the money it makes me earn .. " the brunette rolls his eyes.
"Speaking of Christmas, did you like my gift?" Matthew wonders.
"I loved it. Didn't I tell you yet? Anyway, I'm gonna wear those jeans tomorrow, on our first gig!" Dominic exults.
"It wasn't easy at all to find a colour you hadn't yet, but as soon as I saw those acid green, almost glowing , I immediately thought that those jeans were born just for you!" Matt smiles.
Dom smiles back, but then he stares at him, questioningly.
"Wassup?"
"C'mon , you can tell me.. "
"Tell you what?" Matthew frowns.
"C'mon, didn't you notice that there was something missing under your tree?"
"Oh, yes, but I thought that.. "
"You were wrong. Truth is that I couldn't leave it there, if Gaia saw that, she will probably throw it in the fireplace or stuff like that!" Dominic explains.
"To give you it before Christmas wasn't nice, so, even if a tad late.. " he goes on, opening a compartment of his suitcase and drawing out a soft package.
"Merry Christmas, Matt!" he smiles, handing it to him.
As soon as Matt unwraps it, he seems to symbolize the fifth essence of pure joy.
"Nooo! I can't believe it! How the hell did you manage to do that?" he exclaims, wearing immediately the gift in question, which is a golden hat, surrounded by some silver stars all around, as a circle.
"I remember how much you adored it and how upset you were for losing it during a tour. Anyway, see? I lost count of how many stores I visited, country after country, but I succeeded, I found its perfect twin! " Dominic smiles proudly.
"I don't know how to thank you. I'm so happy that I could kiss you!" Matt states, getting slightly out of hand.
"You already did. " Dom reminds to him.
"It's true. Sorry, I didn't..."
"It doesn't mean you can't do that again." the blond murmurs.
Matt takes off his hat as his eyes go wide, in a mix of surprise and disbelief, wondering if what he heard is just a joke of his imagination.
- It can't be! Not now that we were talking and acting just like two friends.. and everything seemed to be normal again. And now.. here we go with that odd feeling I was starting to believe it was just temporary.. - Matt gets disquieted.
- Damnit! I'd really should better design a machine that can turn back time, at least a couple of minutes back. I can't have said that for real. Oh, no, from now on Matthew won't even look at me anymore, he will be disgusted.. - Dom gets alarmed.
"Uh! Well, now I should better go unpacking my stuff. " the brunette pretends not to have heard the last sentence, getting up from the bed and gathering all his things.
"You're right. Let me walk you to the door.. " the blond agrees, following him.
"Thanks again for the gift, it was just .." Matt comments, pushing the door open, but they make the huge mistake to rest on the threshold, where a surprise is waiting for them.
"I know you were here. I heard your voice from outside. And I knew you had to get out of there, sooner or later. So, now.. .here we go!" Chris exclaims, waving a mistletoe on their heads, almost as if it was a sort of wand.
Black magic, judging by the sinister way he bursts out laughing, immediately after.
"Where the hell did you find it?" Matthew wonders, stunned.
"Let's say I borrowed it from your girlfriend's collection!" Chris informs him.
"But Christmas time is already over!" Dominic protests.
"Yeah. So, what? The tradition remains anyway. You know it brings good luck. And with this American tour that starts tomorrow, we do need good luck. Plus, it's just a little kiss, I'm not asking much, am I?" their friend exhorts them.
"Why are you doing that?" Matthew asks him, a little bit bewildered.
"Well, just to annoy you. I saw that when we were at your house, Dom and you used to dodge them as if they were the most dreadful thing in the world. So, I just had to do that. But now, stop talking, respect the tradition!" Chris insists, but he doesn't need to incite them any further, because, after something like two seconds, maybe also due to the things they have said to each other before, they are already engrossed in a kiss that soon turns from tender to more demanding.
It's a kiss who is urged by the huge desire they both had to do that, a desire they had been trying to fight, repress, ignore for more than two weeks, but does nothing but making them enjoy that moment even more.
It's as if during that kiss there were nothing but themselves.
There's no paranoia, no trouble, and mostly their girlfriends seem not to exist anymore.
They forgot even about Chris who is there with them, until he talks.
"Oh my God! What the bloody hell are you doing?" he interrupts them, shocked, almost screaming and that makes them jolt, realizing what they're doing and consequently making them part from each other.
"Well, it's simple. We were doing what you asked for, weren't we?" Matthew shrugs, with all the nonchalance he can muster, almost as if Chris had asked them just to stand on one leg.
"Yes, but.. don't you know that for the tradition is enough just a simple little kiss, even on the cheek?" Chris makes them notice, more and more shocked.
"Of course we know that, but you wanted it to bring good luck, on the cheek wasn't enough. Let's say that we sacrificed ourselves... for the tour's sake!" Dom justifies, as he tries to recover from that storm of feelings that kiss created.
And for him it's enough to glance quickly at Matt to realize that he's also victim of the same storm, even if he seems to disguise that better.
"I.. I don't know... " Chris grumbles, perplexed.
"Instead, I don't know why you keep asking us the same thing. I think you have some serious problems, mate!" Matt makes fun of him.
- Even if Dom and I have a bigger and scarier one! - he frowns immediately after.
"Hey! I don't have any fucking problem! Anyway, if I didn't know you better.. I would say that you enjoyed that kiss!" Chris comments, leaving.
Even if he said that just for fun, the guy can't even begin to imagine how right he is.
Once they are alone again, Matt and Dom seek refuge in the respective rooms, without saying a word, since they're still too confused to face that delicate subject.
- Well, after all Matt seems not to be disgusted at all! - Dom ponders, as he still have to establish if that comforts him, alarms him.. or pleases him.
TBC
As you probably already know, that hat I described exists for real ( and it suits him so damn muuuch! )
I seriously doubt that he lost it for real, but I know for sure that, not happy with that, our dear Bellamy has also its opposite version that's the silver one with the golden stars. I don't have a pic right now, just believe me, but I'm sure you already knew that, too ;)
I hope you'll still like it and have fun with this story.
#muse#muse band#muse2006#matthew bellamy#dominic howard#chris wolstenholme#belldom#belldomfanfic#belldomfic#poker#forfeit#first kiss#have fun#cover fanfic#how did it come to this?#The Huey Dewey and Goofy series#chapter 4
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RYAN ROBINSON: FORFEIT
Forfeit – Ryan Robinson
Release Date: August 26th, 2022
Track Listing:
1. All Talk
2. Nothing But The Best
3. Shortcuts
4. Prime
5. The Boxer (Rob's Mix)
6. On a Cold Night
Forfeit is the latest album by Montreal-based Ryan Robinson, formerly of the band Late Night Takeaway. This is a noisy and vulnerable EP full of minor keys that has a very 90s sound. It has a grunge element to it; I’d never know it was contemporary. You can almost feel the angst and emotion poured into every track.
There’s a lot of complicated instrument work on this EP – strange time signatures and patterns that cement its alternative sound. There’s distortion, key changes, and weird rhythms that create a unique style I rarely hear at this level of independent artist. It took me a few listens to really settle with and understand it, and I still don’t fully understand it. But this isn’t a bad thing – it just shows the personal and complex care taken in the recording. It’s a puzzling release, but it’s distinct.
The opening “All Talk” quickly establishes the melancholy atmosphere of the release. Ryan’s vocals are low and slightly slurred intentionally, dragging his voice as he sings of returning to an old place, waiting for someone to come back who probably never will. Returning home to a small town (“people change, but not here they don’t”) is a common musical theme, but Ryan’s vocals and notes express it in a very individual and raw way. This sets a theme and tone for the release.
“Nothing but the Best” continues the themes of regret and reflecting on better times. The chorus repeats “I wish you nothing but the best” and there’s a lot of grief attached to these vocals. I’m not sure how much of this is autobiographical, but fact or fiction, the feelings expressed are convincing.
The middle track “Shortcuts” uses trumpets in a really fun way. It’s merry, upbeat, and is in contrast to the more emotional themes of the album. These are complemented by a passionate guitar solo that says a lot despite being instrumental. There’s a lot of story being told with music in this song: it has a feel to it that goes further back than the 90s – almost like something from the 60s. I got a Velvet Underground vibe. Personally, this was my favourite track.
“Prime” is a haunting, melancholy song about happier times in the past and regrets: “All the world’s in dire straits and I don’t know how to address it.” There’s wailing vocalizing; it’s simple, but it works. You can genuinely get the sadness expressed here – perhaps not just musical themes, but a larger reflection of the musician’s real life state of mind. In this way, the mood expressed is very contemporary of the 2020s.
Finishing up on the fifth track, this one is perhaps the most pure grunge sound of the EP. It speaks in metaphors and the guitar work is almost otherworldly. Little is said but much is conveyed.
The final song is more of a hopeful tune. It’s a bit sarcastic in its lyrics and vocal style – less edgy and upset than the others. We continue with the distorted guitar work. The track goes slow and minimal then back to fast and all over the place. Repetitions of “never gonna give up” accompany the rough-sounding music, all ending with a crescendo and fade.
Overall this is an intriguing and personal EP. It has a lot to say both lyrically and especially musically. It’s clear a lot of work and feeling went into it, and it creates a memorable experience for the listener as the artist shares himself with us.
Written by: Cazzy Lewchuk
Forfeit by Ryan Robinson
#PRalbum#Album Review#review#Music#music review#Cazzy#Cazzy Lewchuk#Ryan Robinson#Montréal#Montreal#Canadian Music#Montreal Music#yul#alternative#ambient#rock#rock music#lo-fi#Forfeit#All Talk#Nothing But The Best#Shortcuts
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Minthara my love
#Minthara#Baldur's Gate 3#bg3#kiss minthara cherish minthara forfeit all mortal possessions to minthara
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DESERVE #deserve #synonym #ingles #merit #earn #justify #win #antonym #forfeit #misdeserve #lose #portugues #merecer #mérito #ganhar #justificar #ganhar
DESERVE #deserve #synonym #ingles #merit #earn #justify #win #antonym #forfeit #misdeserve #lose #portugues #merecer #mérito #ganhar #justificar #ganhar
Inglês: Deserve
Synonyms
Merit, earn, justify, win.
Antonyms
Forfeit, misdeserve, lose.
Português: Merecer
Mérito, ganhar, justificar, ganhar
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i fuckign love women hi women. hi
#women are really just out here wearing little outfits and expressing themselves and im here like#love women. cherish women. forfeit all mortal possessions To women.
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