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rabbitcruiser · 9 months

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On 5 August 1775 Juan de Ayala and the crew of his ship San Carlos became the first Europeans known to have passed through the Golden Gate strait, anchoring in a cove behind Angel Island, the cove now named in Ayala’s honor.

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ashleybenlove · 2 years

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There’s a Tumblr post about how Coca-Cola was in existence at the time that Dracula is set.

And I guess I sort of Mandela Effected it and I’ve been like “Oh I can’t wait until they mention Coca Cola!!!” And then... I rediscovered the Tumblr post I had reblogged years ago.

#ashleybenlove posts #Dracula #Dracula Daily #I thought Coca Cola was in the story...#this is like how I thought that Golden Gate was a descriptor of the bridge and not the name of the strait it crosses

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 4 months

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Imagine, Shibusawa accidentally activated his ability in real world.

The whole house is covered in fog. And all abilities are on a loose.

Even Crime and Punishment are gone.

But, they don't attack their respective ability users.

They are nowhere to be found.

You are also nowhere to be seen.

Worst of all, Dazai is also missing.

BSD Cast are panicking.

What, if abilities hurt you?!

BSD Cast is searching through the house.

They found you, surrounded by abilities, on the attic.

And all abilities are trying to get your attention.

🐯 Beast Beneath The Moonlight is chuffing, rubbing its head against your chest.

📒 The Matchless Poet creating knick-knacks for you.

👘🗡️ All Men Are Equal is guarding the window, taking short breaks to pet you.

🩺 Thou Shalt Not Die is applying cute bandages on smallest, almost healed cuts.

🌨️ Light Snow is recreating movie scenes with its power.

🐄 Undefeated by the Rain create stone figures with its bare hands.

🐰 Demon Show holding a plate with snacks.

Futon is manipulating electronics, changing channels, so you can watch some interesting show.

🍰💉 Vita Sexualis is making accessories for you.

🍷 Upon the Tainted Sorrow making things float for your entertainment.

🌂 Golden Demon is bringing you nice clothes.

🇫🇷 Demonic Beast Guivre is curled around you.

🎧 Illuminations is creating a hyperspace over you.

🗣️ Lippman's ability is sitting near you, guarding you.

🧥 Rashomon is glaring at everyone, who is trying to get close to you.

🚬 Falling Camelia entertain you by pushing around different things.

🩹🧲 Midwinter Memento is controlling metal pieces to create some cool figurines.

⭕⭐ Dogra Magra, as a little doll, sitting on your lap.

🍋 Lemonade is creating fireworks for you.

🍛 Flawless is playing cards with you.

⛩️ Hail in the Begging Bowl preparing non-alcoholic drinks for you.

💻 Discourse on Decadence is writing down interesting memories, it read from anything he could find.

🥷 Yesterday's Shadow Tag is sitting near Rashomon, protecting you.

🕶️ Another is bringing you dolls from Ayatsuji's collection.

💰 The Great Fitzgerald is bringing you cases, full of money (don't worry, it simply took them from Fitzgerald).

🦝 Black Cat in the Rue Morgue is ready to send you in any book you want.

🐋 Mody Dick is floating outside the window, ready to fly with you anywhere you want.

🍇 The Grapes of Wreath is growing grapes for you. Don't worry, they are edible.

☕ Annie of Abyss Red is playing ball with you.

🪶 Little Women is planning your weekends, while sitting in the next room

👒 Gone With the Wing is using wings to make paper butterflies fly around.

♊ Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer are floating above you, telling jokes.

✝️ The Scarlet Letter is writing your name in the air with its power.

😷 A Feast in a Time of Plague simply observing you from the corner.

🫖 The Precipice is outside, rumbling happily.

👻 The Perfect Crime is bringing you mystery novels.

⚔️ Mirror Lion is entertaining you with its sword skills.

🦇🧛 Bram's ability is handing from the sealing upside down. Protecting you.

🃏 Sigma's ability is laying near you, with its head on your lap.

🤡 The Overcoat is doing a circus performance for you.

🐀 Crime and Punishment is playing with your hair.

👧👩👵 Gasp of the Soul is cuddling your left hand.

💧 Priceless Tears is floating through the vents all over the house and bring you whatever you ask for.

🌸 Plum Blossoms in Snow is using its power to cut fruits.

⌚ Strait is the Gate is observing surroundings.

🐈‍⬛ I am a Cat is purring and doing tricks for you.

🪢🦀 Dazai, somehow, got captured, and how is in a cage, far away from anyone, he can touch to nullify.

The moment, BSD Cast stepped to the attic, abilities turned towards them, glaring at their 'hosts'.

So, you, either, will be stuck here, until Abilities decide to let you go.

Or, until BSD Cast manage to free Dazai.

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader

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walkswithmyfather · 1 month

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‭‭Romans 10:14-17 (NIV‬‬). “How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can anyone preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!” But not all the Israelites accepted the good news. For Isaiah says, “Lord, who has believed our message?” Consequently, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word about Christ.”

“Bridge to God’s Promises” by In Touch Ministries:

“Faith is the pathway to abundant life in the Lord.”

Northern California is home to the Golden Gate Bridge, a famous landmark and marvel of human engineering. Stretching across the strait between San Francisco Bay and the Pacific Ocean, it connects two shores that were once separated and provides safe passage across the expanse.

In our spiritual life, faith can also be seen as a type of bridge—one that links us, who were once far from God, to His promises (Isaiah 59:2). This span is foundational to our relationship with the Lord, offering hope on our journey. And the more we immerse ourselves in God’s Word and absorb His principles, the stronger this bridge of faith becomes. We can depend on it to provide safety as we navigate life’s trials.

As believers, we can find comfort knowing we’re connected to God’s love, grace, and redemption. Through faith, we can walk boldly on the path Jesus has laid out for us, safely traversing chasms of danger and doubt.

Whenever you see a bridge, let it serve as a symbol of how faith unites us with the living God and guides us to abundant life in Him. And keep in mind that a regular intake of Scripture reinforces our “bridge,” adding to its strength and stability.”

(Photo by Farid Askerov at Unsplash)

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bungoustraypups · 3 months

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i want to ramble about ship Things from my BSD next gen canon-divergent universe, bungou stray pups-verse, but i can't decide what to ship ramble about first without being entirely predictable so i'm letting you guys choose!

send me an ask with one or more ships from the list below, OR with one or more numbers 1 - 34 (if you wanna be random about it) and i'll answer it with a handful of bullet points of trivia about them and the family they end up having! if a ship gets sent more than once, that's fine, i'll just use different trivia points each time (trust me there's a lot lmao)

Atsushi Nakajima/Ryuunosuke Akutagawa (Beast Beneath the Moonlight & Rashoumon)

Doppo Kunikida/Katai Tayama (The Matchless Poet & Futon)

Chuuya Nakahara/Osamu Dazai (Upon the Tainted Sorrow & No Longer Human)

Kyouka Izumi/Kenji Miyazawa/Q Kyuusaku Yumeno (Demon Snow, Undefeated by the Rain & Dogra Magra)

Ranpo Edogawa/Edgar Allan Poe (Super Deduction & Black Cat in the Rue Morgue)

Akiko Yosano/Kouyou Ozaki/Kirako Haruno (Thou Shalt Not Die & Golden Demon)

Junichirou Tanizaki/Michizou Tachihara (Light Snow & Midwinter Memento)

Motojirou Kajii/Shoufu Muramatsu [OC] (Lemonade & Demon City)

Yukichi Fukuzawa/Ougai Mori (All Men Are Equal & Vita Sexualis)

Sakunosuke Oda/Ango Sakaguchi (Flawless & Discourse on Decadence)

Gin Akutagawa/Ichiyou Higuchi (No abilities)

Naomi Tanizaki/Charlotte Lennox [OC] (Adventures of Arabella)

Arthur Rimbaud/Paul Verlaine (Illuminations & The Spiritual Hunt)

Flags Polycule (All 5 of the Flags)

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald/Zelda Fitzgerald (The Great Fitzgerald)

John Steinbeck/Howard Phillips Lovecraft (The Grapes of Wrath & Great Old One)

Nathaniel Hawthorne/Margaret Mitchell (The Scarlet Letter & Gone with the Wind)

Mark Twain/Lucy Maud Montgomery (Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer & Anne of Abyssal Red)

Louisa May Alcott/Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings [OC]/William Howard Armstrong [OC] (Little Women, The Yearling, & Sounder)

Fyodor Dostoevsky/Ivan Goncharov (Crime and Punishment & The Precipice)

Sigma/Nikolai Gogol (The Overcoat)

Mushitarou Oguri/Yokomizo(†) (The Perfect Crime)

Saigiku Jouno/Tecchou Suehiro (Priceless Tears & Plum Blossoms in Snow)

Teruko Okura/Adalcinda Magno Camarão Luxardo (AKA Meursault Catgirl) (Gasp of the Soul & Clairvoyants)

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa/Bram Stoker (Draconia/Dracula)

André Gide/Jean-Jacques Rousseau [OC] (Strait is the Gate & Julie)

Ryuurou Hirotsu/Herman Melville (Falling Camellia & Moby Dick)

Agatha Christie/Yuan (And Then There Were None)

Adam Frankenstein/Shirase (No abilities)

Ace/Junji Ito [OC] (The Madness of the Jewel King & Black Paradox)

Karma/Ryougo Narita [OC] (Baccano!)

Langston Hughes [OC]/E.E. Cummings [OC] (I Too & i carry your heart with me)

Soseki Natsume/James Baldwin [OC] (I am a cat & Giovanni's Room)

Santoka Taneda/Seisensui (Tokichi) Ogiwara [OC] (Hail in the Begging Bowl & Choryu)

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd au #bsd aus #bsp #bspverse #cio.org #cio.txt #ask meme #inbox meme #prompt #ask game #inbox game

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usnatarchives · 1 year

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Spanning the Bay with Style

#OnThisDay in 1933, construction began on the Golden Gate Bridge. The structure played a huge role in the development of San Francisco and has become an internationally recognized symbol of the city.

But it wasn't always this way. In fact, the idea for a bridge spanning the Golden Gate Strait (the narrow waterway between San Francisco and Marin County) was first proposed way back in the 1800s. It wasn't until the 1920s that serious plans for construction began to take shape.

A lot of debate and controversy surrounded the construction of the bridge. Some people thought it was too expensive and wouldn't even be used, while others feared it would ruin the natural beauty of the area. But despite the pushback, construction began in 1933, and the bridge was finally completed in 1937.

When it was finished, the Golden Gate Bridge was the longest suspension bridge in the world (a title it held until 1964). It was also the first bridge to use steel cables wrapped in wire instead of chain links, which helped make it more flexible and able to withstand strong winds and earthquakes.

Here is the White House Stenographer’s Diary entry for May 27th, 1937, recording FDR’s Golden Gate telegraph appointment. The President telegraphed at three o’clock Eastern Standard Time so the California procession could begin promptly at noon.

Image 1: https://catalog.archives.gov/id/169144750

Image 2: https://catalog.archives.gov/id/169144828

Image 3: https://catalog.archives.gov/id/6410383

#GoldenGateBridge #Golden Gate Bridge #GoldenGate #SanFrancisco #California #History #Engineering #Bridges

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ltwilliammowett · 2 years

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The Gjøa

The Gjøa was the first ship to sail through the heavily iced Northwest Passage between the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans in Canada's far north.

She was a herring jakt built in Norway in 1872. She was 21.3 m long, 6.1 m wide and had a speed of 7 knots. She was built of Norwegian wood and named Gjøa after the wife of the first captain Asbjörn Sexe from Haugesund. She was used as a herring trawler on the south-west coast of Norway until 1885, when she was sold to Captain Hans Christian Johannsen from Tromso, who used her as a seal trawler in the Berents Sea.

The Gjøa (x)

In 1901, the inexperienced Roald Amundsen set out to find a cheap but robust ship with which he could launch his ambitious attempt to cross the Northwest Passage. His choice fell on the small but ice-tested Gjøa. Aware of his inexperience, he hired the previous captain and his own Johannsen and sailed with him on a seal hunt to test the Gjøa. After returning to Tromsø, a paraffin engine was installed at the Tromsø shipyard in the winter of 1901/1902, which powered a small propeller. In addition, the hull was further strengthened against ice pressure and the ship was better insulated. In 1902, the ship went to Trondheim, where a fuel tank was installed and finally transferred to Christiania, where she was equipped for the expedition, so that supplies and spare parts were packed for 5 years. On 16 June 1903, the ship finally set sail for the Davis Strait west of Greenland. The crew consisted of six men: Roald Amundsen as expedition leader, 1st officer Godfred Hansen, as 1st mate Helmer Hanssen, as 2nd mate Anton Lund, as 1st engineer Peder Ristvedt, as 2nd engineer Gustav Juel Wiik and as cook Adolf Henrik Lindstrøm.

The Gjøa (x)

After crossing the North Atlantic, she sailed north along the west coast of Greenland, crossed Baffin Bay at Cape York and entered Lancaster Sound. Ice conditions were good and the ship was able to sail swiftly through the sound and the subsequent Barrow Strait. The pack ice to the north of Prince of Wales Island then prohibited further westward travel, so the Gjøa sailed south through Peel Sound east of Prince of Wales Island to King William Island. In September 1903, ice conditions became increasingly difficult, so wintering took place in a natural harbour on King William Island. In 1904, the ice conditions were far worse than the previous year and so the Gjøa was unable to free herself from the ice that year. The crew used the forced stay to explore the surrounding area.

Gjøa during the wintering 1903-1905 in Gjøahavn, King-William-Island (x)

It was not until 1905 that the voyage continued westwards south of KIng William Island and Victoria Island, reaching the Beaufort Sea north of the mouth of the Mackenzie River. In October 1905, ice slowed down the expedition and made it impossible to continue, and the Gjøa froze them again at Herschel Island. On 11 July 1906, the expedition continued west to the Bering Strait and reached Nome, Alaska on 31 August 1906, crossing the Northwest Passage for the first time and arriving in San Francisco as a hero in October 1906. Amundsen and his crew returned to Norway, only the Gjøa the little hero stayed behind. She was acquired by the Norwegian-American Citizenship there and displayed at the Golden Gate Bridge as a museum ship.

The Gjøa in transit (x)

Gjøa in the Fram museum (x)

In 1972, she was returned to Norway and has since been housed in the Fram Museum in Oslo.

#naval history #gjøa #ships who made history #northwest passage #early 20th century #age of steam

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nikkotinamide · 5 months

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Master List of DM & BL Read/Watched

DM

Priest

七爷 (Lord Seventh)

天涯客 (Faraway Wanderers)

镇魂 (Guardian)

杀破狼 (Sha Po Lang)

过门 (Through the Strait Gates) 😢

默读 (Modu)

残次品 (Can Ci Pin)

Meatbun

二哈和他的白猫师尊 (2HA) 🥹

余污 (Remnants of Filth) 😭

MXTX

人渣反派自救系统 (SVSSS) 😂

魔道祖师 (MDZS) 😡

天官赐福 (TGCF)

Gu Xue Rou

乱世为王 (To Rule In A Turbulent World)

Cang Wu Bin Bai

黄金台 (Golden Stage)

Yi Shi Si Zhou

小蘑菇 (Little Mushroom)

Yang Su

督主有病 (The Governor’s Illness) 😢

Hui Nan Que

飞鸥不下 (Flying Gulls Never Land)

Qiao You

偏执受想开了【重生】 (The Obsessive Shou Moves On)

Zhi Chu

可爱过敏原 (Lovely Allergen)

Hei Dan Bai

飞鸽交友须谨慎 (You’ve Got Mail: A Cautionary Tale) - read before the author’s anti views came to light

BL

Chinese / Taiwanese

镇魂 (Guardian)

陈情令 (The Untamed)

山河令 (Word of Honour)

Plus and Minus

Kiseki: Dear To Me

Thai

2Moons

Tonhon Chonlatee

Bed Friend

The Middleman’s Love

Kinnporsche The Series (so toxic but so good)

Japanese

30-sai made Dotei Da to Mahotsukai ni Nareru rashii

Kieta Hatsukoi

#for myself #for posterity #reds are my ults #oranges are close seconds

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shen-daozhang · 2 years

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C-Novel Reading List

Are you new to the world of Chinese web-novels and don’t know where to start?

Maybe you’ve read a few and don’t know what to read next?

Do you wish there was place that had an interactive collection of c-novels that you can filter by genre and translation status, has information about the novels and links of where to read them?

May I present.... Shen-Daozhang’s C-Novel Reading List

I’m a librarian irl, and I love making lists of media. I also love Chinese web novels, and friends often ask me for recommendations, or for help finding where to read a novel. I also wanted a place for myself where I could remember what I thought about novels that I’d read. But I wanted it to be more than just a long text post list with links. I wanted it to be pretty! And I wanted it to be filterable by genre and translation status, and some other factors too.

So, to that end, I decided to make a interactive libguide list here on tumblr. I then decided that instead of just keeping it to myself and my friends after putting in all that work, it might be a resource that’s helpful to other people! Hence this post!

In addition to the list being filterable by genre, translation status, and whether it’s a good first read or one of my personal favorites, in each novel's description you can easily see how many chapters it is, its genre, if there are any adaptations, a quick summary- and, if I've read it, my thoughts. I have also included a link of where to read it, as well as links to my own tumblr posts and reblogs about the book, because if you're like me you're influenced to pick up a novel by seeing what it seems like through tumblr posts.

This is a perpetual WIP, so if you find any broken links, or think there’s a novel I should include, please let me know!

As of right now, the list includes (in no particular order) :

Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong - Scum Villain's Self-Saving System Mo Dao Zushi - Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Tian Guan Ci Fu - Heaven Official’s Blessing Erha He De Bai Mao Shizun - Husky and His White Cat Shizun Yuwu - Remnants of Filth Bing An Ben - Casefile Compendium Qian Qiu - Thousand Autumns Wushuang - Peerless Chenghua Shisi Nian - Fourteenth Year of the Chenghua Emperor / Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty Qi Ye - Lord Seventh Tian Ya Ke - Faraway Wanderers Sha Po Lang Lie Huo Jiao Chuo - Drowning Sorrows in Raging Fire Can Ci Pin - The Defectives / Imperfections Liu Yao - The Revitalization of Fu Yao Sect Zhenhuan - Guardian You Fei - Bandits / Legend of Fei Mo Du - Silent Reading Tai Sui Guomen - Through the Strait Gate Wu Wuran, Wu Gonghai - No Pollution, No Public Harm Tong Qian Kan Shi - Copper Coins Hei Yueguang Na Wen BE Ju Ben - Black Moonlight Holds the BE Script Huo Shou Zui - Living to Suffer Zhang Xiang Shou - Til Death Do Us Part Luan Shi Wei Wang - To Rule in a Turbulent World Dinghai Fusheng Lu - Epic of Divinity Light Tianbao Fuyao Lu - Legend of Exorcism Xiao Mogu - Little Mushroom Xiang Mi Chenchen Jin Ru Shuang - Heavy Sweetness, Ash Like Frost / Ashes of Love Lang Ya Bang - Nirvana in Fire Huang Jin Tai - Golden Stage / Golden Terrance Jiang Ye - Eternal Night / Nightfall / Ever Night Wuchang Jie - Impermanence Calamity Nan Chan Qing Yu Nian - Celebrating the Remaining Years / Joy of Life Fu Yao Huanghuo - Empress Fuyao / Legend of Fuyao Huang Quan - Rise of Phoenixes Jing Wei Qing Shang - Clear and Muddy Loss of Love Nujiangjun He Zhang Gongzhu - Female General and Eldest Princess Bin bian bushi haitang hong - Winter Begonia Duzhu You Bing - The Governor's Illness/There’s Something Wrong With the Governor

Want the same thing with c-dramas? Good news I have one for that too!

#cnovels #mxtx #priest #meatbun #reading list #2ha #mdzs #tgcf #please reblog so others can find this! :)#and I made this my pinned post so ppl don't have to keep reblogging my personal pinned post to find the link #c-novel reading list #<-- this is the tag I use to talk about this list and track changes (mostly saying this for myself lol)#pinned #lena reads

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blackjacktheboss · 2 years

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just something that got stuck in my head after seeing this post

Percy stands alone on a rocky beach as a gray fog slowly rolls off the water's surface, dissipating as it touches land. The ocean calls to him, its gentle push and pull beckoning him towards its depths. He takes a tentative step forward just as a wave breaks against the sand. The crescendo sends a chill up Percy’s spine, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. As its white foam reaches his foot, he is transported.

It is a strange thing, innately knowing exactly where you are in the sea at any given moment, but given the circumstances Percy is not inclined to question it. He knows with certainty that he stands 377 feet below the ocean’s surface, and though he cannot see much, he knows that all around him the Golden Gate strait is bursting with life. Moonlight casts a faint glow over everything, just barely illuminating the entrance to the bay.

Percy is also sure of the fact that he is being watched.

He reaches for Riptide but somehow the familiar weight is missing from his pocket. His hand twitches and his shoulders tense.

“Hello?” he calls out nervously.

From somewhere in the distance comes a powerful pulse of freezing cold water and a flurry of air bubbles that rush past him. He shields his eyes against the force, and when he drops his arm, the scene in front of him has once again shifted.

Directly beneath the Golden Gate Bridge, a godly throne the likes of which Percy has never seen before looms over him. Pieces of ships both ancient and modern jut out in every direction tied together by a forest of kelp and jagged pieces of coral, as a mix of great white sharks, blue sharks, orcas, schools of fish and a myriad of other kinds of animals meander around the throne’s legs. The skulls of various sea creatures adorn the seat like jewels, seemingly held in place by melted imperial gold, and the arm rests are accented by what Percy thinks must be heads of a hydra. His eyes continue up, and find that at the very top of the throne sits the statue of a giant squid, its tentacles curling all around the edges of the throne like vines.

“Woah.”

continue on ao3

#i'm not back lol #just dropped by with a little something #canonverse

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rabbitcruiser · 2 years

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On 5 August 1775 Juan de Ayala and the crew of his ship San Carlos became the first Europeans known to have passed through the Golden Gate strait, anchoring in a cove behind Angel Island, the cove now named in Ayala’s honor.

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josiebelladonna · 11 days

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My whole life, I’ve been looking for the warmth of Carson City in 1998 again. Where’s the beach?

I may seem like a sturgeon but I live in a sardine can.

The straits off the coast beckoned you. I still have the faded daguerreotype of you plastered on my arm to guide my way. The blue lights are turning me on.

Diablo canyon becomes you.

your silver is my gold. your olive skin in the martini of my hand.

black hair floating on the ocean surface. He’ll survive when I get there.

you’re the eclipse over the lush woods, the moon set over the Dead Sea, the fullest beauty that I could ever imagine.

my wish to feel the ocean within you will never come true until I leave Malaysia 370 times.

the water is cold to which I lay low in Crater Lake, and I surface in Lake Tahoe.

I’m like a volcano how I swim to the surface and the fire burns on the crown of my head. Maybe I’m the devil?

drowning in fire.

your belly up and I want to kiss you there. I know you’re soft. I feel your silken voice on the back of my neck and I bet you think of me.

would you rather spend the night in the museum or the aquarium?

I make gourmet fish food… does that bother you?

I make gourmet fish food and I have the secrets locked away under the chest drawer. All my memories are bound within there.

I was born on the beach and I lost my way back to the ocean. The salt on my face, the great wide abyss enshrouded with the wind, the clotted of kelp, and I find the smallest tide pool on the side of the road, hoping to find that old sailor again.

the challenger deep resides within me and I’m afraid of you falling in.

I buried my heart under the Golden Gate Bridge and revived it under the Brooklyn Bridge only to keep it a secret with the Gulf Stream.

meet me in Miami where we can dance under the realm of flare guns and stone down some bastards.

don’t swim in the Irish Sea (just don’t).

my heart broke when I was taken. My heart broke more when the ice expanded over the waters and kept me from returning. I vowed I could never feel anything again when the house in the sticks burned up in oblivion.

You’re fascinating. Come here.

the dragonlord rides the kraken for a couple of guilders and you go back in that kitchen for a good time and a pot of boiling water.

pools of blood where my love used to lay are worming their way into your lungs.

the most beautiful veins crowned with tentacles to the point my face turns blue with optimism.

I knew I would find the sea again when my grandmother protected me from the territory. I had the map in hand when my grandfather slipped away from the straits.

there better be a heaven.

#aquatic/mermay-related limericks i wrote late last night 🤷🏻‍♀️#poetry #prose #words words words #mermay #lyrics #limerick #text

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historyenv · 8 months

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The Golden Gate Bridge is a suspension bridge that spans the Golden Gate Strait, which connects San Francisco Bay to the Pacific Ocean. The bridge was designed by American engineer Joseph Strauss and was built between 1933 and 1937. It is considered one of the most iconic landmarks in the United States. More

#iconic #vintage photos #old photo #history #flashing history #photography #oldschoolcool #historic preservation

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 1 year

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Patmos for the Landgrave of Homburg God is near Yet hard to seize. Where there is danger, The rescue grows as well. Eagles live in the darkness, And the sons of the Alps Go fearlessly over the abyss Upon bridges simply built. Therefore, since the peaks Of Time are heaped all about, And dear ones live close by, Worn down on the most separated mountains — Then give us innocent waters; Give us wings, and the truest minds To voyage over and then again to return. Thus I spoke, when faster Than I could imagine a spirit In the twilight Seduced me out of my own home To a place I never thought I’d visit. The shaded forests and longing Streams of my homeland. I couldn’t recognize the lands, but then suddenly In fresh a glow, mysterious In the golden haze, quickly emerging In the steps of the sun, With the fragrance of a thousand peaks, Asia rose before me, and dazzled I searched for something Familiar, since the broad alleyways Were unknown to me: where the gold-ornamented Patoklos comes rushing down from Tmolus, Where Taurus is to be found, and Messogis, And the gardens are full of flowers, Like a quiet fire. Up above In the light the silver snow Blooms, and ivy grows from ancient Times on the inapproachable walls, Like a witness to immortal life, While the joyous, the god-built palaces Are borne by living columns Of cypress, cedar and laurel. But around Asia’s gates Swish pulling here and there At an uncertain sea level With enough unshaded straits, Though the sailor knows these islands. And when I heard, that one of these close by Was Patmos, I wanted very much To put in there, to enter The dark grotto. For unlike Cyprus, rich with springs, Or any of the others, Patmos Is housed on earth poorly, But nevertheless is hospitable And if a stranger should come to her, Sent by shipwrecked or longing for His home or for a departed friend, She’ll gladly listen, and her Offspring as well, the voices In the hot grove, so that where sands blow and heat cracks the tops of the fields, They hear him, these voices, And lovingly sound the man’s grief. Thus she once looked after The seer who was loved by god, Who in his holy youth Had walked together inseparably With the Son of the Highest, Because the Bringer-of-Storms loved The simplicity of this disciple. Thus did that attentive man observe The countenance of the god precisely, There at the mystery of the grapevine, Where they sat together at the hour Of the Last Supper, when the Lord with His great spirit quietly envisioning His Own death, and forespoke it and also His final act of love, for He always Had words of kindness to speak, Even then in His prescience, To soften the violence and wildness of the world. For all is good. Then He died. Much Could be said about it. At the end His friends recognized how filled with joy He appeared, how victorious. And yet the men grieved, now that evening Had come, and were taken by surprise, Since they were full of great intentions, And loved living under the sun, And didn’t want to leave the countenance Of the Lord, and of their home. It penetrated them like fire into iron, And the One they love walked beside them Like a shadow. Therefore He sent The Spirit upon them, and the house Shook and God’s house and weather rolled Over their heads, filled with anticipation, while They were gathered with heavy hearts, Like heroes whose death approached, Then once more He appeared to them At his departure. For now The royal day of the sun Was extinguished, as he cast The shining scepter from himself, With godlike suffering, but knowing He would come again at the right time. It would have been wrong To cut off disloyally His work The work of humankind, since now it brought Him joy To live on in loving night, to preserve Before simple eyes, unrelated The depths of wisdom. Deep in the Mountains grew also living images, Yet it is terrible how God here and there Scatters the living, and how very far they are flung. And how fearsome it was to leave The sight of dear friends and walk off Alone far over the mountains, where The Holy Spirit was twice Recognized, in unity. It hadn’t been prophesied to them: Rather it seized them right by the hair Just at the moment when the God Who had turned from them, looked back, and they called out to Him To stop, and they reached their hands to One another as if bound by a golden cord, And called it evil — But when He dies —He about whom beauty hangs Loved most of all, so that a miracle Surrounded him, and he was the Elect of the heavens — And when those who lived together Thereafter in His memory, became Perplexed and no longer understood One another; and when floods carry off The sand and willows and temples, And when the fame of the demi-god And His disciples is blown away And even the Highest turns aside his Countenance, so that nothing Immortal can be seen either In heaven or upon the green earth — What meaning must we take from all of this? It is the cast of the sower, as he seizes Wheat with his shovel Throwing it into the clear air, Swinging it across the threshing floor. The chaff falls to his feet, but The grain emerges in the end. It’s not bad if some of it gets lost, Or if the sounds of His living speech Fade away. For the divine work resembles our own: The Highest doesn’t want all to be Accomplished at once. As mines yield iron, And Ætna its glowing haze, Then I’d have wealth sufficient To form a picture of Him and see What he was, the Christ. But if somebody spurred himself on Along the road and, speaking sadly, Fell upon me and surprised me, so that Like a servant I’d make an image of the God — Once I saw the lords Of heaven visibly angered, not That I wanted to become something different, But that I wanted to learn something more. The lords are kind, but while they reign They hate falsehood most, when humans become Inhuman. For not they, but undying Fate It is that rules, and their work Transforms itself and quickly reaches an end. When the heavenly triumph proceeds higher. Then the joyful Son of the Highest Is called like the sun by the strong, As a watchword, like the staff of a song That points downwards, For nothing is ordinary. It awakens The dead, those raised incorruptible. And many are waiting whose eyes are Still too shy to see the light directly. They wouldn’t do well in the sharp Ray: a golden bridle Holds back their courage. But when quiet radiance falls From the Holy Scripture, with The world forgotten and their eyes Swollen, then they may enjoy that grace, And study the quiet image. And if the heavens love me, As I now believe, Then how much more Do they love you. For I know one thing: That the will of the eternal Father Concerns you greatly. Under a thundering sky His sign is silent. And there is One who stands Beneath it all his life. For Christ still lives. But the heroes, all his sons Have come, and the Holy Scriptures Concerning Him and the lightening, Explain the deeds of the Earth up to this day, Like a footrace that knows no end. And He is with us too, for his works and all Known to Him from the very beginning. For far too long The honor of the heavens Has gone unseen. They practically have to Guide our fingers as we write, And with embarrassment the power Is ripped from our hearts. For every heavenly being Expects a sacrifice, And when this is neglected, Nothing good can come of it. Without awareness we’ve served at the feet of Our Mother Earth, and the Light Of the Sun as well, but what our Father Who reigns over everything wants most Is that the established Word be Caringly attended, and that Which endures be construed well. German song must accord with this. —Friedrich Hölderlin, Patmos (1803) in: Sämtliche Werke und Briefe, vol. 1, p. 379-385 (Hanser ed. 1970)(SH Trans), first published in Harper's Magazine, July 2007

[Scott Horton]

#poem #poetry #Patmos #Friedrich Holderlin #Scott Horton

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piqulsky · 5 months

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“On the coast of Talarian deserts and steppes flows a Lhaga Strait - a Strait of Flowing Gold. They say that before the dwarves travelled deep below the surface and discovered first gold ores, the sparkling lumps in the colour of the sun have been fished out by travelling nomads. The story became true, when the rumours reached foreigners.

They founded a city on both sides of the strait and named it Drahma. The newly secured sea passage caused the gold to flow between satchels of the city’s rulers. The City of Sun and Coin is governed by ten people, whose power is dependant on the possession of a Talar, a magical coin supposedly forged from the gold discovered in Lhaga. Whenever a Talar passes through the city gates, every brick of the city wall tolls like thousand bells, announcing the return of one of the rulers.

It is unbelievably easy for travellers and foreign merchants to forget about cruel and complex politics of this trading metropolis when they wander through the warm and colourful squares filled with stalls at the Golden Market. The most unique and extravagant clothes, the most elaborate artworks and exceptional spices - everything can be bought in this heart of trade.”

- extract from “Powers of the World” by Hugo Monthero.

#fantasy #ferdlan #fantasy quotes #fantasy world #worldbuilding

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kyndaris · 1 year

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The Treasure of King Priam

The tale of Troy is well-known among many. For some, the tale of the Trojan Horse was simply the start of Odysseus’s journey back home. For others, it was the tragic end of Achilles after his friend, Patroclus was killed by Hector, which led him to seek revenge before losing his life to Paris (which helped spawn the best selling novel of The Song of Achilles. At least, I think that’s what it’s about. I have yet to read Madeleine Miller’s book).

According to the Romans, of course, the war with Troy also led to the founding of their city. As to whether there is any truth to that, who’s to say. But a displaced group of people finding a home across continents does sound plausible.

But the tale of Troy is not simply a fight between two warring human factions. It was also a battle between the Greek Gods. In fact, the entire story of woe began with Eris, Goddess of Strife and Discord, and her being slighted by the other Gods. In turn, she created the Golden Apple on which was was inscribed: For the Fairest.’ This, in turned, sparked competition between the three main Goddesses: Hera, Athena and Aphrodite.

Not wanting to suffer the anger that would come as a result of choosing who the apple would go to, Zeus nominated Paris, prince of Troy, to choose in his stead. And, as the story goes, he chose Aphrodite. And thus, he was rewarded the love of the most beautiful woman in the world: Helen of Sparta.

The problem, of course, was that she was already married to King Menelaus.

And so, from one simple choice, war sprung forth for ten long years. After all, Helen’s face was the one that led the launch of a thousand ships to bring her back home. The war the raged was one where heroes rose and fell on the battlefield until, at least, Odysseus came up with the most clever of ploys: hiding Greek troops in a wooden horse that would be presented to the Trojans as a symbol of the Greeks’ surrender. Feigning retreat, they would return in the dead of the night to an open gate and storm the city.

Ever since playing Age of Mythology and becoming obsessed with such stories, the tale of Troy was one of the very first to capture my imagination at a very young age. But I was the first such individual. In the 1800s, an archaeologist by the name of Heinrich Schliemann was also intent on uncovering the lost city. Though a dedicated scholar, he was also something of a treasure seeker and smuggled away many precious valuables out of Turkey for his personal gain. In his excavations, he also damaged quite a bit of the city and also incorrectly pronounced that Troia II as the one from the Iliad, though later scholars would grant the honour to Troia VI based on the defensive structures an imposing citadel.

While not as impressive as the remains at Ephesus, I still enjoyed my time exploring the ruins of Troy, or Troia as it was written, despite the cutting wind. There was even a statue of a wooden horse (not the original) created by the Turkish artisan: Izzet Senemoglu.

Another interesting fact about Troy/Trioa/ Hisarlik is that it isn’t very far from the Dardanelles Strait. Now, a student of modern history, and in particular, the world Wars, will know that this is where the famous battle of Gallipoli was held. And it was here that the allied forces launched the attack against the Turks in order to take the waterway linking the Black Sea to the Mediterranean.

After we finished looking around Troy, we drove to a restaurant in Gelibolu (Gallipoli) for lunch before taking the scenic route along the Sea of Marmara back to Istanbul for our second last day in Turkey.

Tomorrow promises to be an interesting day where we will visit a mosque and maybe do some shopping before heading to the airport for the long flight back to Sydney.

My time overseas has felt both long and short in equal measure but all such things must come to an end. I, certainly, am eager to go back home and bask in the familiar, even if the idea of returning to work and the stresses it promises doesn’t seem very appealing.

Still, I’ll be starting in a new position (which at time of writing this post, has been about a week and it’s going okay!). And there’s also the Toymaker story that I’ve been writing which needs to get finished before I can editing! Then onto the next the next story project that I’ve been meaning to write for a while now!

Oh, and games. Can’t forget those video games. During my time overseas, I was playing through quite a bit of Theatrhythm: Final Bar Line and there’s an impressions blog just waiting to be written up and uploaded!

#travel blog #turkiye #troy #hisarlik #gallipoli

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