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garudabluffs · 1 year

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The Births of Abraham Lincoln and Charles Darwin, February 12, 1809

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February 12, 2023

Heather Cox Richardson

"On February 12, 1809, Abraham Lincoln was born in Kentucky. Exactly 100 years later, journalists, reformers, and scholars meeting in New York City deliberately chose the anniversary of his birth as the starting point for the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP).

Supporters of the project included muckraking journalists Ray Stannard Baker and Ida B. Wells, and sociologist W. E. B. Du Bois, who had been a founding member of the Niagara Movement, a Black civil rights organization formed in 1905. In 1910, Du Bois would choose to leave his professorship at Atlanta University to become the NAACP’s director of publicity and research. For the next 14 years, he would edit the organization’s flagship journal The Crisis.

While The Crisis was a newspaper, a literary magazine, and a cultural showcase, its key function reflected the journalistic sensibilities of those like Baker, Wells, and especially Du Bois: it constantly called attention to atrocities, discrimination, and the ways in which the United States was not living up to its stated principles. At a time when violence and suppression were mounting against Black Americans, Du Bois and his colleagues relentlessly spread knowledge of what was happening.

That use of information to rally people to the cause of equality became a hallmark of the NAACP. It challenged racial inequality by calling popular attention to racial atrocities and demanding that officials treat people equally before the law."

"In 1944 the secretary of the NAACP’s Montgomery, Alabama, chapter, Rosa Parks, investigated the gang rape of 25-year-old Recy Taylor by six white men after two grand juries refused to indict the men despite their confessions. Parks pulled women’s organizations, labor unions, and Black rights groups together into a new “Committee for Equal Justice” to champion Mrs. Taylor’s rights."

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314 Comments Annamarie 16 hr ago

"William English Walling is my great-grandfather. The family story about the founding of NAACP is that Walling and his wife Anna Strunsky Walling were speaking at Cooper Union in NYC about the Russian revolution. (They were committed Socialists and had spent time in Russia.) They were both to speak with my great-grandmother following to talk about the women's situation in Russia. But as I heard it when it was her turn to speak her heart was heavy with the news of the Springfield lynching and that's what she spoke about. As she was speaking she worried about how her husband would respond. After that speech Ida B Wells approached my great-grandparents and the plan for the first meeting was held. I thought it was at their Greenwich house.

Thought it would be fun to add this story. And I note, how my great grandmother's role gets overlooked. :)"

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Real democracy. Lincoln's understanding of the black race was far from perfect, but he understood the evil that was slavery was consuming America's soul.

"What constitutes the bulwark of our own liberty and independence? It is not our frowning battlements, our bristling sea coasts, the guns of our war steamers, or the strength our gallant and disciplined army? These are not our reliance against a resumption of tyranny in our fair land. All of those may be turned against our liberties, without making us weaker or stronger for the struggle. Our reliance is in the love of liberty which God has planted in our bosoms. Our defense is in the preservation of the spirit which prizes liberty as the heritage of all men, in all lands, everywhere. Destroy this spirit, and you have planted the seeds of despotism around your own doors. Familiarize yourselves with the chains of bondage and you are preparing your own limbs to wear them. Accustomed to trample on the rights of those around you, you have lost the genius of your own independence, and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises." -A.Lincoln

& "Two tenacious NAACP legal bulldogs, Thurgood Marshall and his extraordinary mentor, Charles Hamilton Houston, targeted Plessy v Ferguson, 19th century Supreme Court ruling that ‘separate but equal’ was OK for African American students. Their focus was to eliminate racial discrimination in education.

Theirs was a decades long struggle. When Houston, the first NAACP legal counsel died, Marshall succeeded him. He pursued a deliberate policy of gradually chipping away at Plessy v. Ferguson bit by bit. He won 29 of his 32 cases on racial discrimination before the Supreme Court.

His monumental triumph was the 9-0 1954 Supreme Court Brown v. Board of Education that totally overturned PvF. While implementation of this decision has been a long and tortuous path, it remains one of the truly precedent-changing rulings in Supreme Court history.

Marshall was the first Black to be appointed to the Supreme Court. He was a liberal on the Court. Following his death, after a contentious Senate hearing Clarence Thomas was named to fill the ‘Marshall seat.’ "

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doingthedirtydishes · 1 year

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Only once you have manifested the best version of yourself, affirmed your “self” through self-enquiry and aligned your soul with your purpose – walking the journey of utter darkness to find light, love – does magic happen.

All throughout recorded history there have been wars, revolutions and reformations, greatly affecting the thoughts, culture and possibilities of societies; influencing their philosophy of living, how they view life and their perspective of the world. Many of these have had tragic results, but still many have gone on to change the future – through social, cultural and scientific means. It has brought about great innovation and technology, thus advancing society to its greatest technological heights ever. One major negative result, especially as we moved from agriculture to an industrial based society, was that man lost his freedom; he was now a part of the machine, enslaved to his work and production; where profits rule over people. As a result, we have lost our way – no longer lending faith or credence to the onerous journey within.

Two of the greatest times for the forging ahead of humanity in recent history were the renaissance and age of enlightenment periods, opening the world to great advances in science, art and architecture. We are in the midst of another wave of similar intellectual growth: the spiritual age. Like all times of epic change, there are those who wish to take advantage of your disposition. Throughout all of time there has been a part of the group at large that wishes to find a quick solution, a deal so tempting it is hard to resist. There are no shortcuts in life: no pressure; no diamond. No mud; no lotus. And what fun would life be if we already had all the solutions? There would be no learning, no innovation, and no progress.

But since we are mere mortals stuck on earth, the ghetto planet of the cosmos, we have no choice but to deal with the cards we are dealt, to live life. We are here for a purpose, a reason for our existence – part of a larger omnipresent omnipotent divine plan. The first half of life is meant for discovering our deeper resolve, and the second half is for sharing it with others. And since our ever conscious mind and intellect are incapable of answering the supreme almighty unexplainable questions of life e.g., existence, our conscious and why we are here, we are left with endless perplexing unanswered questions. The road to hell is paved with all the golden trappings of self-fulfilling ego and superficial materialism, whereas the road to happiness is one of spirit, one that starts in the heart and ends in the soul – it is to be lived.

Don’t believe the hype, especially from the majority of any form of breathing life coach; and most definitely, from those who are hawking their pseudo-services on social media. There is no way around walking your path, doing your “work,” owning your stuff in life – the journey is the manifestation of your best self – the unveiling of your role in this grand illusion of a cruel play. Unless, of course, you enjoy a life of continued misery and magnetic shit-storms, there is no choice but to face the profound quest into your inner-most not-self head-on. There are no shortcuts, bypasses, circumventions or easy ways to find light in your life – it must first come as the result of darkness. The obstacle is the way, Sisyphus. Push!

Not until recently have I felt this divine energy far within. I feel alive – life has become fun again. For years I thought I could do only minimal work and think the thoughts, that I could somehow find a quick path to success and happiness, kind of like how the boundless claimless Kentucky-fried-Yogis, the fast-food drive-through Gurus of social media will sell you every way to the sun or how to actualize almost immediate results in your life, for whatever you desire, albeit erasing your karmic debt, dissipating your traumas or making a unicorn grow out of your arse, but within six months there is a 99.99% chance you are back to square one, an unhappy space-camper. Endless hours were spent reading, meditating, deep thinking, chanting, breathing, being – though the words were there and made sense to my rational mind, there was nothing, no concrete changes or results, save an increased fortitude in attitude and mindset.

Once through the darkness and into the light, life takes on new meaning: you no longer see things the same way, your reality severely adjusts; you see others for where they are at on their journey without pretext or judgment; you have more compassion and love for all sentient beings (rocks and trees also), including yourself – you learn to be selfless, to always be of service to others without thought of any repayment or expectation of return; you have more compassion and love for all the complex intricate life forms. You no longer feel the need to be an actor on stage, to ride the story horse, to don the many chameleon masks, or hide behind misleading unfulfilling security blankets – you are comfortable in your own skin, with who you are and your purpose for living out this lifetime on earth – content and happy.

Our three main parts, the conscious (ego, who we identify with as I), the sub-conscious (the heart), and the super-conscious (God), constitute the three main parts of us as humans. The journey of life is not about how many times we have been knocked down (that is guaranteed) but how many we get back up, the quest of the soul, the not-self, higher you, your “self,” God. The true adventure is the game of life itself; it is only through living life and facing its challenges do we earn the right to go further within – to graduate up a level. Life is experiential, a meritocracy of sorts, the more you live and work hard at it, the wiser you become as life reveals her secrets to you. But nothing can happen until the first step is taken: the journey into the heart. It is a cold, dark, lonely road that many would rather not walk, but there is no other way – it must be done in order for you to feel whole, complete and eventually love and happiness.

It is a journey that will take you to the darkest, scariest regions of your inner-being, the collective unconscious, and ultimately the gaping frightening chasm of your soul. There is no David Goggins book that will get you through this abysmal puzzling mess; the human mind is helpless in solving such issues – and no amount of physical, repeatedly bang your head into a wall, get it done at all costs, earn your daily “promotion,” headstrong Navy Seal training will make a shit of difference. They cannot be figured in the realm of the intellect; they must be felt and experienced through the emotion of the heart. It’s these visceral trials that allow for tangible growth in a person – which helps them increase their vibration to a higher astral plane, where the Acts of life play-out in otherwise unimaginable ways previous thought.

Keep in mind that you agreed to every tiny detail of your life: who your parents and siblings would be, what afflictions and obstacles you would face, what steps would be required for the proper growth in order to [eventually] bring you into alignment with your soul and its objective here on earth playing the part of a flesh-draped skeleton. No detail is spared in the process of planning your life. It is a part of pre-birth planning that happens in some cold sterile cosmic boardroom somewhere in the celestial yonder. That is one reason when things become really difficult in your life there a small flame of love you feel within – continually is burning with hope. At some point when you find yourself in the darkest points of your life, there is an understanding that you agreed to spend an incarnate lifetime on this planet-hood.

Earth is considered the undesired planet of the universe; only the bravest souls dare attempt such a spiritual feat. Though society would direct you otherwise, you are not here to accumulate wealth, fame or anything else of ostensible worth or value. Our definition of success is off, in need of big adjustment. Most of what society teaches us about life is stuck in the ego; there is no room for spirituality. The person who only chases all the temporary joys and pleasures of life in attempting to fill that inner void of essence and intention, finds out it is a bottomless canyon that never produces the intended result – for once one level or milestone is achieved, one mountain or peak summited, the euphoric fuzzy feeling wears off – it is not enough to fill the empty hole in their hearts, and the search continues ad infinitum.

The universe is constantly sending you messages, but most are asleep or blind to them. When the message is not understood, the universe boomerangs it back stronger. What you resist persists in life; there is a reason you are facing such obstacles: they have each been specifically designed as lessons to help you progress on your intended life path. They are opportunities for inner-growth – hidden treasures in disguise. Failure to continually get the message can eventually lead some onto mid-life crisis, chronic disease, unmitigated unplanned change or some sort of life trauma. These can come alone, together, all at once or, sometimes, not at all. Everyone has their own journey. These are meant to be times of rest and heartfelt reflection on your life. How and if you progress forward is a matter of a role of the dice.

Life will slow you down in order that you have time to reassess and reevaluate the direction of the life you think you are living. At some point it occurs to you that perhaps there is a greater significance for living life other than how big your house is, how fancy a car you drive, or how impressive the title at the front of your mahogany desk. Disease and afflictions are of the same intended sort, just stronger get-your-attention happenstances, meant to give you pause to sit and think about what gives you happiness. In some instances they are meant to elicit a lesson from the afflicted, a kind of wake-up call to rethink how you are living out your life. These times and incidences can either be used for maturity or when the message is not received, further hardship. You might have your agenda in life, but life has its own – and, sorry for the shocking surprise news, life’s always wins. Like a river, go with the flow – yield the current.

Once you get off your story horse, allowing your understanding of self to be defined vis-à-vis others, stop acting out the chameleon masks and adaptable personalities others perpetuate in a untold vicious Maytag of assumption and projection, creating a mistaken picture of who you really are, then life begins. Stop trying to be someone else; everyone else is already taken. And please stop believing the masses of asses, the sheep[le] colony of mistaken and misinformed [self-proclaimed] spiritual life coaches who couldn’t direct you out of a wet paper bag in a typhoon. Your wallet will be a bit lighter and within months, you will be back to your search for the next quick fix. Elon Musk was always meant to create Tesla; Kennedy was always going to be president. Focus on within, not without – and magic happens.

The greatest lesson in Act I of your life is learning your purpose; you apply it in Act II. But it is no simple matter to be resolved in any quick manner. We are born with certain gifts, and through destiny not only do we discover what they are but also add more to our repertoire, making living life a bit easier as time goes on. As long as you continue to live in the realm of the conscious, the arena of ego, you will cease to allow for the path to opening your heart to your soul, God. Our greatest battle other than the person we face each morning in the mirror is reconnecting with our spirit, so as to live out our true and authentic raison d’etre. This is the hoax of life and why you should not take it seriously. It is one big celestial play.

We chose to come here voluntarily; no one twisted your atoms. We are not born into the universe, we are of the universe – we are not from God, we are of God. We are primarily made up of the supernova elements of carbon and calcium – from stardust we come and to stardust we shall return. In Islam there is an expression, ‘As it is written, it shall be.’ What is meant to be will be; fate cannot be changed. The only two actual parts of living that you have control over are your attitude and reaction – which form your perspective. An event in your life only has to be labeled bad if you so choose. In life there is always a seed of positive in every bad situation, and vice-versa. The key is to always find the connection, the reason, the lesson – learning to experience life as one big synchronistic inter-connected cosmic drama.

Though life is strewn with what seem like incalculable unceasing insurmountable and impregnable legend events and personal experiences that cause us to feel like we are suffering, once into the farthest reaches of the canyon of the heart, life goes through a transformation, you undergo a mind-blowing transmogrification, resulting in cathartic redirection and growth at unplumbed levels, and such serpentine impediments disappear. There only two base emotions we live by, love and fear. Most people live their lives in fear when they should rather just be – yielding all control to the universe. The less you seek, the more you find out of life. In the Bible, applying a transcendent mystic metaphorical interpretation, as per Jesus – who came to earth to be a beacon of light, an example of forgiveness and love to humanity – who, like you, is inextricably of God, stated: “Enter ye in at the strait gate: … Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.” (Matt. 7:13–14.) You enter the Kingdom of God through your heart; the quest of the shadow darkness, the inscrutable unfathomable inner-self. Bob Marley had it right, heaven is here on earth – it is within your heart. The road to light goes directly through the heart, eroding fear and anxiety, making way for pure love – thus living out the intended purpose of your life. Love is the way of light; the choice is yours.

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god-whispers · 1 year

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the prayer that turns the world upside down

we still yearn for radical change, for things to be made right. we rightly long to see righteousness and truth and justice prevail. we are actually desperate for what no earthly revolution can produce. we long for the kingdom of God, and for Jesus as King of Kings and Lord of Lords. we are looking for a kingdom that will never end and a King whose rule is perfect.

this is why christians pray the Lord’s prayer. this is the very prayer that Jesus taught his own disciples to pray. so christians pray this prayer as a way of learning how to pray and what to pray – as Jesus teaches us to pray.

the Lord’s prayer is the prayer that turns the world upside down. are you looking for revolution? there is no clearer call to revolution than when we pray “Your kingdom come, Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” but this is a revolution only God can bring ... and He will.

this short prayer turns the world upside down. principalities and powers hear their fall. dictators are told their time is up. might will indeed be made right and truth and justice will prevail. the kingdoms of this world will all pass, giving way to the kingdom of our Lord, and of his Christ.

it all comes down to one of the shortest prayers found in the bible. the Lord’s prayer takes less than 20 seconds to read aloud, but it takes a lifetime to learn. sadly, most christians rush through the prayer without learning it – but that is to miss the point completely.

Jesus did not only teach his disciples to pray – he commanded us to pray.

i think there is another big reason behind the fact that so many christians do not pray. many christians simply do not know how to pray.

in the Lord’s prayer, Jesus teaches us how to pray.

we remember martin luther as the great reformer, nailing his famous 95 theses to the door of the castle church in wittenberg, germany in 1517 and leading the reformation of the church. what we do not so often remember is that martin luther was also a man who regularly needed a haircut. we should be very glad that he did.

luther’s barber, peter beskendorf once asked luther for advice on how to pray. luther responded by writing instructions on prayer he called “a simple way to pray, for master peter the barber.”

luther pointed his barber to the Lord’s prayer, and he offered this incredibly helpful advice:

“so, as a diligent and good barber, you must keep your thoughts, senses, and eyes precisely on the hair and scissors or razor and not forget where you trimmed or shaved, for, if you want to talk a lot or become distracted thinking about something else, you might well cut someone’s nose or mouth or even his throat.”

we get luther’s point immediately. we must learn to pray, and to resist distractions in prayer. advice about cutting hair or shaving is easy to understand. a distracted barber is a dangerous barber. luther applied the lesson well: “how much more does a prayer need to have the undivided attention of the whole heart alone, if it is to be a good prayer!”

we have much to learn about prayer, and the Lord’s prayer is the right place to start. this is no tame prayer for safe times. this is the prayer that turns the world upside down.

-- by dr. albert mohler, president of southern baptist seminary in louisville, kentucky

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veworbroker · 2 years

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Changeling the lost 2nd edition pirate bay

The magnolia withers at a touch, revealing the decay at its center. The coal towns of Kentucky and the mill towns of the Carolinas bear witness to the economic deprivations of many Southerners. Poor whites continue to eke out a meager existence on subsistence farms in the mountains and in the Deep South, missing out on the privileges and prosperity claimed by their wealthy cousins in the Tidewater and Basin regions. Native Americans have not forgotten that these lands belonged to them until the ambitions of the white colonists cut them out of the American Dream. Southerners of African descent remember their ancestors’ enslavement by the plantation owners before the Civil War and the decades of segregation and Jim Crow laws. Old anger smolders in the breasts of those who do not forget, though. The willow stretches it branches to meet the winds of change. Here, they say, lies the future, and the people of the South will form the vanguard of tomorrow. Penetrating the stifling atmosphere of changelessness, a burst of anticipation stirs the hearts of Southerners. The clash of old guard against new breed manifests throughout both the mortal and changeling worlds of the Southern United States. His shrewd ambition and canny adaptability have helped propel Atlanta into the frenetic, competitive tempest of the modern world. Since his return during the Resurgence to the lands he occupied before the Shattering, he has dreamed of the future of his kingdom. King Meilge, scion of House Eiluned, rules his sun-dappled, fragrant realm from Willow’s Heart, his grand freehold set in the core of metropolitan Atlanta. One figure looms above all the other changelings in the Kingdom of Willows. Their stolen dreams seek a chance to make themselves heard once more. Here also reside remnants of older dreams: the Nunnehi, the dream children of the Native Americans who once populated the coastal plains and fertile valleys from the Atlantic to the Mississippi. The sidhe, though divorced from the region’s turbulent and often bloody history, nevertheless symbolize the stagnant dreams of the aristocracy to the commoners, whose own stories reflect the changing directions of the new South. The Kithain of the Kingdom of Willows represent a broad spectrum of beliefs and visions. 5.1.3.1 Southern Hospitality, Changeling Style.2.10.4 The Resurgence of Nobles’ Dreams.2.10.3 Civil Rights & the Power of One Man’s Dream.2.8.2 Secession & the Confederate Dream.2.6.1 A District Apart: Washington, D.C.2.6 Dreams of Independence & Revolution.2.5.4 From the Bayou to the Deep South.2.5.2 New Arrivals, New Lands, New Dreams.2.5.1 Glamour on the High Seas: Pirates & Privateers.2.2 Refugees from Across the Great Waters.2.1.2.1 The People of the Southern Woodlands.2.1.2 Children of the Woodland Dreaming.

#Changeling the lost 2nd edition pirate bay

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yinza · 1 year

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@trilies‘ annual KHR ladies... the next generation of lesbeans.

[Image Description: Digital artwork of Yuni and three young Cervello operatives from Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Yuni is smiling and blushing as she dances with one of the operatives, her arm lifted up to spin her, and the operative looks back at her, blushing. In the background, the two other Cervello stand together, one with her hands clasped in front of her mouth and the other leaning into her shoulder, looking on in astonishment. Yuni wears a maroon vest over a white blouse and high-waisted wide-legged pink pants. The Cervello operatives each wear outfits in black and bright pink, with two in skirts and blouses and the other in shorts and a white tank top. /end ID]

#yuni #cervello #katekyo hitman reborn #reborn!#khr #kentucky hearts revolution #yinza's artwork #fanart #holiday sketch requests #artist is canonblind

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jakesguitarstring · 2 years

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Vinyl Collection Masterpost

inspired by @gvfrry (x) and @mamavanheat (x) I finally got organized and sorted my record collection :) thank you both for posting your collections! such an incredible idea to share a common hobby! <33

I thought I would share as well because I love my collection so much. Almost my whole collection is thrifted and spending the day record hunting is literally my favorite thing in the world. I have eclectic music taste, so its all over the place haha, and I've been collecting for around 5 years. Somehow I have over 100! Don't know how that happened!

My absolute favorites are in bold.

104 total vinyls below:

The 5th Dimension – The Greatest Hits on Earth

5 Seconds of Summer - CALM

5 Seconds of Summer - Youngblood

75 Musical Masterpieces – Volume One (3 Records)

Andrews, Julie - Broadway’s Fair

Beethoven – Symphony No. 6 in F (Pastoral)

Brahms – Piano Concerto No. 2 in B Flat

Cash, Johnny – Bitter Tears

Cash, Johnny - The Heart of Johnny Cash

Cash, Johnny - Johnny Cash Collection - His Greatest Hits, Volume II

Cash, Johnny - Johnny Cash Sings Precious Memories

Cash, Johnny - The Legend

Cream – Early Cream of Eric Clapton, Jack Bruce, Ginger Baker

The Darling Buds – Erotica Plays EP

Dead Kennedys - Frankenchrist

The Del Fuegos – Boston, Mass.

Donavan – Greatest Hits

Dudek, Les – Ghost Town Parade

Ecstasy, Passion & Pain – Self Titled

Fiddler on the Roof – Original Broadway Cast Recording

Fitzgerald, Ella – Compilation

Fitzgerald, Ella - Smooth Sailing

Flash and the Pan – Self Titled

Fleetwood Mac – Self Titled

Gershwin, Ira – Rhapsody in Blue

Gibran, Kahlil – The Prophet

Godspell – Musical

Godspell - Original Motion Picture Soundtrack

The Grass Roots – Move Along

Grateful Dead – American Beauty

Grateful Dead - Built to Last

Grease – The Original Soundtrack From the Motion Picture

Greta Van Fleet – Anthem of the Peaceful Army

Greta Van Fleet - The Battle at the Garden’s Gate

Hendrix, Jimi – Band of Gypsys

Herman’s Hermits – The Best of

The Hollies – Distant Light

Jackson, Michael – Bad

Jackson, Michael - Thriller

Joel, Billy – The Stranger

Karate – In Place of Real Insight

Kentucky Woman – Come by the Hills

The Kinks – State of Confusion

Lauper, Cyndi – She’s So Unusual

Lennon, John – The Collection

Love – Forever Changes

The Mamas & The Papas – Deliver

Manning, Roger – Self Titled

Mantovani – The Moods of Mantovani

McCartney, Linda & Paul – Ram

Mitchell, Joni – Blue (2)

Mitchell, Joni - Clouds

Mitchell, Joni - Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter

Mitchell, Joni - The Hissing of Summer Lawns

Mitchell, Joni - Ladies of the Canyon

The Monkees – Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones LTD

Mountain – Live: The Road Goes Ever On

Mozart – The Piano Concerto in B Flat

Muse – Origin of Symmetry

My Fair Lady – Broadway Production

My Fair Lady - Original Soundtrack

Orchestra – Memories of You

Paramor, Norrie – In London, In Love

The Police – Every Breath You Take (The Singles)

Prince and the Revolution – Purple Rain

Queen – Greatest Hits

Raitt, Bonnie – Takin My Time

The Rink – Original Broadway Cast

The Rocky Horror Picture Show – Movie Soundtrack

Romantic Strings – Dancing in the Dark

Ronstadt, Linda – Heart Like a Wheel

Ronstadt, Linda - Prisoner in Disguise

Ronstadt, Linda - Silk Purse

Ronstadt, Linda - Simple Dreams

Ross, Diana – All the Greatest Hits

Russell, Leon – Will O’ The Wisp

Scriabin, Alexander – Two Tone Poems

Seals & Crofts – Diamond Girl

Simon & Garfunkel – Greatest Hits

Simon & Garfunkel - Sounds of Silence

Sondheim, Stephen – A Little Night Music

Sondheim, Stephen - Into the Woods

Sondheim, Stephen - Merrily We Roll Along

The Sound of Music – Original Broadway Cast

Spann, Otis – Greatest Hits

Stills, Stephen – Self Titled

Stills, Stephen - Self Titled 2

Streisand, Barbra – The Broadway Album

Streisand, Barbra - Funny Girl

Streisand, Barbra - Greatest Hits

Streisand, Barbra - The Third Album

Styles, Harry - Self Titled (2)

Tchaikovsky, Pyotr – Romeo & Juliet

Tchaikovsky, Pyotr - Symphony No. 6 in B Minor ( Pathetique)

B.J. Thomas – Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head

Vampire Weekend – Modern Vampires of the City

Van Halen – Self Titled

Wakeman, Rick – The Six Wives of Henry VIII

Wagner, Richard – Overtures

Walrus – Self Titled

Wings – Wild Life

#lillie's collection #vinyl collection #record collection #greta van fleet

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perspectivesusa · 7 months

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Peel & Stick Wallpaper in Lexington: A Revolution in Home Design

In Lexington, Kentucky, Peel & Stick Wallpaper is revolutionizing home design. This user-friendly decor solution offers a quick and versatile way to transform interiors, providing an array of styles and patterns to suit diverse tastes. With easy installation, residue-free removal, and budget-friendly options, it's a practical choice for homeowners and renters alike. Explore our selection of Peel & Stick Wallpaper in Lexington for an effortless home makeover.

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myhauntedsalem · 3 years

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The Harpe Brothers

One story claims they were brothers born on the dawn of the American Revolution, another they were cousins emigrated from Scotland years previous. Some claimed they killed out of disgust for their fellow man, others that they were driven to revenge the murder of their father. The stories of the Harpe Brother’s are many and conflicted, and yet all agree that two men, Micajah “Big” Harpe and Wiley “Little” Harpe, waged a bloody rampage of murder against the people of the newly founded United States of America, a land that came to know them as its first serial killers.

Born sometime before 1770, Micajah and Wiley Harpe grew up in Orange County, North Carolina. Raised as Tories, or individuals loyal to the crown of England, they were forced to flee west when the war ended in 1783 and the constant threat of political persecution began knocking at their door. There they joined the Chickamauga Indian raids on American settlements and discovered their appetite for violence. Eventually they were joined by Susan Wood and Maria Davidson, either as prisoners of war or as willing wives, and the group ventured further west, a trail of bodies always following.

That trail continued until the fateful day they reached Knoxville, Tennessee. It was here that they committed one of their few acts recorded by the pen of history: on June 1, 1797, Wiley married Sarah Rice. The group settled down and the murders stopped. Everything remained peaceful until the day in 1798 when the brothers re-declared their war on all living men and women. They set the town aflame, gutted those in their path, and set out on a nine-month killing spree forged forever in the fires of this nation.

It isn’t clear what caused the spark. Some historians believe the brothers were caught stealing livestock from their neighbors. Others wondered if the dullness of normal life was too much for them to bear. Whatever the case, no one was safe. From the wilderness of Tennessee to the mountains of Kentucky and the caves of Illinois, the bodies of over forty men, women and children were found torn open and weighed down with stones.

Finally, in July of 1799, the brother’s storm came to an end. After the murder of his wife, Moses Stegall formed a posse of neighboring villagers and captured Micajah Harpe. Wounded and beaten, Big confessed to eighteen murders but claimed remorse for only one: the murder of an infant. Mr. Stegall shot Micajah through the heart and placed his head upon a spike as a warning to any and all outlaws that should come across it, a place now known as Harpe’s Head.

Wiley fled and took on the alias of John Setton. He was arrested in 1803 when he attempted to attain the bounty for the outlaw Samuel Mason. While the townspeople did recognize Mason’s severed head, they also recognized Wiley’s true identity. Wiley was tried and hanged for his crimes in 1804.

The Harpe women were arrested and released without charge. No one knows for certain what part they played in the murders. While they claimed innocence, witnesses said the women took as much pleasure in the murders as the Harpe brother’s themselves. Whatever the case, Sally returned to her father’s home in Knoxville and later remarried. Betsy also found a new husband, while Susan lived out her days in Russellville in peace.

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feely-touchy · 3 years

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When is your revolution going to come from your blood?

When there's none of us left?

No buffer between you and villainy

No neighbors trying anything to keep everyone safe

No more victims for your hypotheticals

Do you take solace knowing your finger wasn't on the trigger?

That if you had your gun

In Portland when the feds were snatching people off the streets

By the borders where the concentration camps stood

Nearby when the shooter stormed those parlors

As the union busters were deployed

At 101 N. Main Street Suite 300 Ann Arbor, Michigan

At 260 Garden Ave Mandeville, Louisiana

At 2318 Dundee Rd Louisville, Kentucky

If it were you then there'd be revolution

Since we are all so dumb and helpless

Asking that they take the guns away

Make it a little harder to kill us

But you say, "Gun laws are antiblack"

As if a black man with a concealed handgun license was not murdered in front of his family

Without consequence

As if the police and government have ever needed an excuse for killing

Even on camera

As if Fred Hampton was finished speaking

As if the oppressed could just shoot their way out of tyranny

As if there are more statues to Nat Turner than Robert E. Lee

You say we need a revolution but not that way

No, not like that

Not by sandpapering down the teeth of the system

Not in peaceful protests, boycotts, and democrats

We need to wait for your time

Until the scales fill with blood

And then Maybe we will be graced with your presence

Condoned to revolt

Given your permission to die for the cause

You say that the AR-15 is the modern day guillotine

But your landlord doesn't seem worried

Your boss doesn't seem perturbed

Your republican congressman doesn't see it that way

Nor does the blood-money of the NRA

Because they know they're going to be quicker to that trigger than anyone with a heart

Quicker than the can-kickers like us

So maybe you'll finally be a revolutionary actually

Your way

Some other day

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Why did the Emancipation Proclamation not free slaves?

As early as 1849, Abraham Lincoln believed that slaves should be emancipated, advocating a program in which they would be freed gradually. ... The Emancipation Proclamation did not free all slaves in the United States. Rather, it declared free only those slaves living in states not under Union control.

Despite this expansive wording, the Emancipation Proclamation was limited in many ways. It applied only to states that had seceded from the United States, leaving slavery untouched in the loyal border states. ... Most important, the freedom it promised depended upon Union (United States) military victory.

Why were there exceptions in the Emancipation Proclamation?

The Emancipation Proclamation freed only those slaves who lived in areas that were in a state of rebellion against the United States. This limited its impact because any slave in an area that was not rebelling was not freed by the Proclamation.

Why would Lincoln only free the slaves in the states that were in rebellion and not all of the slaves throughout the country? The president did not have the power to end slavery within the United States; this would have been a matter of changing the Constitution, which cannot be done by the president alone.

When were the last slaves set free?

Confederate soldiers surrendered in April 1865, but word didn't reach the last enslaved black people until June 19, when Union soldiers brought the news of freedom to Galveston, Texas. Excerpt from google

JUNETEENTH: ON THE FREEING OF THE LAST SLAVES IN TEXAS

Then, on June 19th, 1865, General Gordon Granger read General Order No.3, a simple proclamation, from the balcony of the Ashton Villa in Galveston, Texas.

“The people of Texas are informed that, in accordance with a proclamation from the Executive of the United States, all slaves are free. This involves an absolute equality of personal rights and rights of property between former masters and slaves, and the connection heretofore existing between them becomes that between employer and hired labor.

The freedmen are advised to remain quietly at their present homes and work for wages. They are informed that they will not be allowed to collect at military posts and that they will not be supported in idleness either there or elsewhere.”

Thus, the Juneteenth proclamation said that slaves were free from bondage, but were not going to be allowed to leave their masters or to seek military protection — hardly a resounding proclamation of unbridled freedom. General Granger had arrived with 2,000 Union troops just the day before, to enforce the order.

In the Emancipation Proclamation, Lincoln had exempted those slave states not involved in the Confederate rebellion: Kentucky, Maryland, Delaware, Missouri and the territory which is now West Virginia. He also exempted the captured territories of Tennessee, Louisiana and Southeast Virginia. The Emancipation Proclamation was meant to disrupt the institution of slavery only in those states that were in rebellion and fighting the Union in the Civil War.

Until the day that Lincoln was assassinated, he worked on several different fronts, not always in line with the high ideal that once the slaves were freed they would be welcomed into the post-war society. In his book, What Lincoln Believed: The Values and Convictions of America’s Greatest President, historian Michael Lind explains that, in 1862, Lincoln appointed James Mitchell, former director of the American Colonization Society (ACS) in Indiana, to “oversee the government’s colonization programs.” The ACS was an organization dedicated to solving the “race problem” by moving free Blacks to a government-established colony in Africa. Lincoln “allegedly asked Attorney General Edward Bates if the Reverend James Mitchell could stay on as ‘your assistant or aid in the matter of executing the several acts of Congress relating to the emigration or colonizing of the freed Blacks.’“

In 1858 during his fourth debate with Steven Douglas, Lincoln made a statement that helps us understand his actions in support of the ACS and its mission in 1865.

“I will say then that I am not, nor ever have been in favor of bringing about in any way the social and political equality of the white and Black races – that I am not nor ever have been in favor of making voters or jurors of negroes, nor of qualifying them to hold office, nor to intermarry with white people; and I will say in addition to this that there is a physical difference between the white and Black races which I believe will forever forbid the two races living together on terms of social and political equality.

And inasmuch as they cannot so live, while they do remain together there must be the position of superior and inferior, and I, as much as any other man, am in favor of having the superior position assigned to the white race. I say upon this occasion I do not perceive that because the white man is to have the superior position the negro should be denied everything.”

A cynical person might say that the Proclamation was more the work of a military strategist and avowed segregationist than a great emancipator.

Source: Afropunk.com JUNETEENTH: ON THE FREEING OF THE LAST SLAVES IN TEXAS

Black paraphernalia Disclaimer - images from Google images

Lincoln and Congress did pass the 13th Amendment abolishing slavery in April of 1864. But the Amendment was not ratified by the required number of states until December of 1865, months after Lincoln’s death. Radical Republicans like Charles Sumner from Massachusetts and Thaddeus Stevens from Pennsylvania were the legislators largely responsible for pushing the Amendment through the U.S. Congress.

They were part of the group of Northern legislators who tried to ensure that the freed slaves would be put on equal footing with the white population. During Reconstruction, some progress was made towards realizing this dream. But in 1876, Reconstruction ended and the South plunged back into inequality, embracing white supremacy, Jim Crow and segregation.

Texas was annexed into the Union in 1845 as a slave state. Northern legislators opposed the annexation of Texas as a ruse by Southerners to spread slavery into new territories. They could not have been more correct. Mexico had abolished slavery in 1829, but Anglos coming into Texas worked around this law by forcing slaves to sign contracts saying they had debts to be worked off or were indentured servants — with life-long terms.

In 1836 (during the Texas Revolution) there were 5,000 slaves. In 1845 (at the U.S. annexation of Texas) there were 30,000 slaves. By 1860, there were 180,000 slaves; and by the end of the Civil War, more than 250,000. The reason for the large growth in the number of slaves between 1860 and 1865 was a diabolical one. Slave owners from the Southeast moved themselves and their slaves to Texas to avoid having their slaves taken in states like Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia and the Carolinas during the Civil War.

Emancipation was proclaimed by Lincoln. But it was the slaves, free people of color, and whites of goodwill who were largely responsible for ending slavery, by making the institution untenable. In 1850 alone, an estimated 3,000 slaves from Texas escaped into Mexico. During the Civil War, an estimated 75% of the slaves in Kentucky escaped behind Union lines. In border-slave-states, there were daily pitched battles between slave owners and slave catchers, and slaves, free Blacks, anti-slavery sympathizers and heroic abolitionists like John Brown, who were helping slaves escape, or inciting them to revolt.

The Underground Railroad was also active in border-slave-states helping runaway slaves. Even in the heart of the Confederacy, it is estimated that more than 11,000 escaped slaves lived in and around the Great Dismal Swamp, between Virginia and North Carolina.

So, as we celebrate that fateful day of June 19th, 1865, and pay homage to the last slaves who heard the news about slavery’s end in Galveston, let’s also take a new and larger view and celebrate the true great emancipators — the people of color and goodwill whose heroic resistance helped topple the vile institution.

Source: Afropunk.com JUNETEENTH: ON THE FREEING OF THE LAST SLAVES IN TEXAS

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divinum-pacis · 3 years

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The Shakers: History

The United Society of Believers, commonly called Shakers, was founded in 1747 in Manchester, England. They were called, in derision, "Shaking Quakers" because of their ecstatic and violent bodily agitation in worship. To this group of separatists came a remarkable young woman named Ann Lee (1736-1784). In 1770, she was imprisoned for her religious views. During this time she experienced a series of visions. From that date on Ann Lee was acknowledged as their leader and known as Mother Ann.

In 1774, a decision was made to remove to America. Mother Ann and eight of her followers boarded The Mariah in Liverpool. They landed in New York City on August 6, and immediately set to work and found employment. Several went up river to a place outside Albany then called Niskayuna. They began to clear the land and erect buildings. In 1776, the little band of Believers began Community life together.

Having arrived on the eve of the American Revolution, and being not only British, but pacifists, the Shakers kept a low profile. However, the events of May 19, 1780, the famous "Dark Day," brought their testimony to the public. Soon, hundreds of people from New York and Massachusetts were coming to see this peculiar people.

This new awareness brought not only converts, but persecution as well. The Shakers were harassed, beaten, stoned, driven out of towns and imprisoned all for religious reasons. This bitter persecution brought about the early deaths of the three English leaders, Father William, Mother Ann and Father James.

By 1787, the Church was headed by the American converts. Under the able leadership of Father Joseph Meacham and Mother Lucy Wright, the Shakers began to gather into "Gospel Order." The first Community was at New Lebanon in New York. Eventually eighteen Communities were established in Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Connecticut, New York, Kentucky, Ohio, Indiana, Georgia and Florida. The Community reached its numerical height of some five thousand souls, during the decade preceding the Civil War.

The Sabbathday Lake Shaker Community was founded in 1783, in what was then called Thompson's Pond Plantation, by a group of Shaker missionaries. In less than a year's time nearly two hundred people gathered together in this place that previously had only been the home of some five farming families. The new influx of people initially made do with the existing homes and out-buildings.

On April 19, 1794, those residing here made an oral covenant with each other to consecrate their all to God and formally organized as a Community. To mark this event they began to build a house for public worship. The raising of the Meeting House was their first united venture. The next year saw the construction of the first communal Dwelling House and the next decade saw the addition of worships, mills, barns and other related buildings necessary for laying permanent foundations.

Always referred to as, "the least of Mother's children in the east," Sabbathday Lake was one of the numerically smallest and poorest of the eastern Shaker Communities. For decades the Community struggled to pay off debts contracted by dishonest business agents. This struggle also brought forth a very strong spiritual gift that saw the Believers through even the most difficult times.

Generally poorer and more isolated than the other Shaker Communities, this spiritual gift has ever been maintained. Today Sabbathday Lake is the only active Shaker Community. We still strive to live a life of work and worship, fulfilling the motto of our founder, Mother Ann, to "put our hands to work and hearts to God."

The Community presently consists of eighteen buildings located on 1,800 acres of land. We maintain a tree farm, apple orchard, vegetable gardens, commercial herb garden, hay fields, pastures, a flock of sheep, and a variety of livestock. Other occupations include manufacturing of fancy goods, basket making, weaving, printing, and the manufacturing of some small woodenware.

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#religion #christianity #protestantism #shakers #united society of believers #history #divinum-pacis

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scribbling-stiks · 3 years

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Retrievers - XXXIII - Shooting Star

"So," Dixie starts, "Imma just get this out of the way. You hurt Amy, I rip you in half."

"I don't doubt that," Russia says, "and I don't intend to hurt him."

"Good."

There is a slight pause before the conversation continues.

"Maybe you'll even take over protecting him," Dixie ponders.

Russia laughs lightly.

"I'm not here to take your place," Russia amends.

Dixie laughs dryly.

"I don't think the states would let me," Russia says.

"Yeah, I guess that's true."

He continues riding down the road, and they arrive at the house sooner than they had expected. Russia sees America struggling out of the truck, and he hops up and rushes over. He holds back the urge to scoop him up into a hug and stands by.

"Hi, Russ," America whines, pain in his voice.

"What do you want me to do?" Russia asks.

"Just walk with me please."

America hops down with a cry, and Russia panics a little. America steadies himself, and Russia feels America's grip on his shoulder. Russia slowly shuffles forward, and America limps along. Russia helps America down onto the couch, and America sighs deeply.

"Thanks," America says, pecking Russia's cheek.

Russia sits up, his face hot. America giggles a little before sitting back with a pained groan. Russia turns to watch and America hovers his glowing hands over his chest. The magic flickers and America flinches.

"Are you okay?" Russia asks.

"Not really. My magic is low, but I want to be done with these fucking injuries."

Russia hums and glances outside. Then, an idea strikes him.

"What if I put more magic in you?" Russia asks.

America's face goes bright red and he laughs.

"You coulda said that better," America comments.

Russia shakes his head.

"When I was giving you more magic before," Russia explains

"Hmmm. I guess we could try," America reluctantly agrees.

Russia looks around at the calm atmosphere and closes his eyes, opening the valve. He takes a deep breath and starts looking around. He reaches out and takes some of the densest clumps of threads and bringing them toward him. He feels it flow through him and he places his hand gently over America's chest.

He directs it through his arms, and America starts to glow. The light blue grows more and more bright, and soon it becomes blinding.

America grabs Russia's wrists and pushes Russia's hands away. Russia blinks, and the static that had filled his chest disappears. America pulls Russia's hands down, and Russia breaths heavily. Russia looks down and sees that America had removed the leg splint.

"You're back," America says with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"You were spaced out for a while. It worked by the way, and I started glowing really bright cuz I had nowhere to put all the magic when I finished healing."

Russia hums and looks around. He sees that the sun had begun to set.

"Russia is back?" California asks loudly.

"Yup!" America replies.

"Okay. Can you call a family meeting please?" California asks.

America nods and pulls a whistle from his pocket. He blows one large blast, and then he waits a moment. People stampede into the living room. The states drag countries and provinces into the room, and California stands tall in front of everyone. Ohio stands next to her, holding a laptop.

Kentucky walks up beside California, North Carolina following him and sitting down next to Russia. Russia watches carefully.

"We cracked the encryption on the laptop," California says.

"All of it?"

"Not quite, but we do have somethin' useful," Kentucky says.

"Like what?"

"We found that the Revolution has been dumping over-filtered magic, and we think that it's been happening recently around here."

"Thet would make sense, they have been using a lot of it," Massachusetts says.

"Is that why it looked grey?" Russia asks.

"It has a color?" Massachusetts asks.

"The magic from the stump is white threads. The bad magic is a grey cloud," Russia explains.

"So you can see where it's being dumped?!" Manitoba exclaims, sounding envious.

"I guess so," Russia replies with a shrug.

"That's not fair!" Manitoba exclaims.

Russia shrugs again, a clueless look on his face.

"Anyway," California interjects, "they're planning to dump more of it tomorrow at noon. The truck seems to be coming from the main base, or at least that's as much as we could glean about somewhere called Base Alpha."

"Base Alpha sounds like bad news to me," Dixie comments.

"According to prisoner records, most of the 'inmates' are being kept there. We aren't sure what they're doing to them, but we do know that if there is anywhere Ukraine would be, it's there," Kentucky adds.

Russia's heart flutters with excitement.

'I have a chance to find Ukraine.'

"Now we have to figure out who's going," America announces.

"I will," Texas volunteers from around a corner.

Texas walks into the room and Russia can't help but notice the teen constantly glancing over shoulder, and his eyes don't seem to be able to stay in one place. His face is marred with dark shadows under his eyes that rivaled America's.

Texas' legs shake underneath him, and his hands tremor at his sides. His eyelids droop dramatically before springing back open. He shakes his head each time, as if attempting to keep himself awake.

'That's not good.'

"No, you won't," Dixie insists, crossing his arms.

"I agree with Dixie, it's probably not a good idea," America says.

"What?! Why not?"

"Look at your hands. You're shaking and clearly have not been getting enough sleep," America explains.

"I'm fine," Texas growls.

"You are very clearly not," Dixie says, stepping forward, "we can all tell this whole adventuring thing has been getting to you, especially with what happened with Peaches."

"She's fine now," Texas snaps, stomping forward.

"But you're not," America says, standing up.

"Well, that didn't stop you!" Texas shouts, tears in his eyes.

"You're not going," America says with a tone of finality and a hint of concern.

"But I have to!" Texas yells, grabbing his hair and pulling on it.

"Tazzy, you gotta calm down," America tries, standing up and reaching a hand out to put on Texas' shoulder.

"No! I have to help protect you! I have to go with you! I have to!" Texas screams, pulling away and shoving his hands behind his back, "I can't lose you again! I can't risk losing anyone again!"

Texas' whole frame starts shaking and tears start streaming down his face. He starts heaving, and sobs escape his mouth. He tries desperately to wipe the tears away, but for every one he managed to erase, three more took its place.

The other states look panicked, and even Dixie looks startled. America is looking around, completely lost as to what to do. Russia stands up and walks over to Texas.

'He liked hugs before,' Russia tells himself, 'I hope this helps.'

Russia walks up in front of Texas and wraps him into a tight bear hug. Texas' hat falls gently to the ground, and Russia holds his breath.

"Let me go! I'm fine!" Texas exclaims. His voice cracks and he squirms, hitting Russia as much as the restrictions would allow.

'That will bruise.'

Russia holds a little tighter, and Texas gives way. Texas falls against him, weeping and sobbing. The words that escape his mouth are unintelligible. Russia feels shaking hands clutch at his collar, and he starts humming what he hopes is a calming tune.

"What did I do to my child?" America asks to no one in particular in a horrified tone, his eyes wide.

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