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fuckthemforthis · 6 months

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And what if... Ne Bi Smel isn't about the kind of cheating we think? What if it's actually about "cheating" the band and especially Kris?

We know the second album consists of more authentic Bojan's experiences, but we also know he once emphasised he never cheated. Yet the song feels highly personal, so...

Rad bi vedel kaj lahko nardim

Da mikro kozmos tvoj nazaj dobim

(I would love to know what I can do

to get your microcosm back)

-> We've noticed, especially lately, Bojan singing these words to Kris directly. We also know it was their creative differences behind pausing the band, and that the band "wasn't really cohesive and harmonious" before the pause. Hence the wondering how to get their little universe back. Both the band's, and Kris'.

Ni besed pravilnih, celo noč sem jih iskal

Razen, da iskreno rečem da neskončno mi je žal

(There are no right words, I've searched for them all night

Besides honestly saying that I'm infinitely sorry)

-> When talking about it, he looks serious and melancholic. And I can imagine him tapping his pen all night when realisation hit him, just to write this, because really, what else can he say? Even with this song, he can't find a way to take away the pain he feels he caused. And he still looks at Kris while singing this part, because again, it was their creative differences and he's possibly putting most blame on himself. Even though it's behind them now and they're stronger for it, it's probably one of the hardest experiences they shared and that bond makes him look at Krisko with all the love.

Čez resnico sem potresu svoj pepel

Večno kriv, nikoli cel

(I sprinkled my ashes over the truth

Eternally guilty, never whole)

-> He repented privately and publicly, maybe even through this song. Without getting back his band and the full depth of the relationship he shared with Kris and the rest, he could never feel whole. Like he said, he realised loneliness and solo career weren't satisfactory for him and repentantly came back.

Vem da ne bi smel, a drugače nisem znal

Ugasniti tišine, bežati od bližine

(I know I shouldn't, but I knew no better way

To turn off the silences, run away from closeness)

-> Even while writing "solo artist appropriate songs", he knew he shouldn't have been doing that. But instead of music, the band's unsynchronization provided silences that haunted him. He needed to turn them off, and rather than working on getting back their mojo and closeness, he chose the seemingly easy way out and ran away from trying.

Rane puščam si odprte, da jih objame sol

Če ne vrneš se domov

(I'm leaving my wounds open for salt to cover them

If you don't come back home)

-> He chose to not only accept - but invite the pain if he doesn't get his band back. The safety of their bond and mutual understanding prior to these mistakes felt like home. His weird ass dynamic with Kris felt like home. And if he somehow couldn't get him to fall back into what they shared, get him to forgive and come home, Bojan wasn't going to try to heal, because he believed he would deserve to suffer.

Izdal te za trenutek lažne sreče

Zdaj pa spet me k tebi vleče

(I betrayed you for a moment of false happiness

But now I'm drawn to you again)

-> He betrayed the band, and most of all Kris for what he though would be his big break and make him happy, but he realised quickly enough it was the opposite - very superficial and not doing it for him. And that is when he was drawn back to where he belonged. Kris playing Gola for him only helped cement it. Their creative differences may have helped put the band on pause, but it was probably only them that also could've - and have - resumed it.

So yeah. This is my headcanon now. Anyway...

#joker out #bojan cvjetićanin #kris guštin #bokris #this theory turned into long (and yet still not even half of) personal analysis but oh well #and yeah they remained friends through all that but it couldn't have been as deep #this has been making a mess in my head for days

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loveemagicpeace · 1 year

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What transits of planets teach you🧁🎨

🎨🧁Jupiter teaches you growth, wisdom and shows you a new perspective on life. It gives you many opportunities - but you can recognize/take them. It shows you new hope, it shows meaning to your life. It shows you a new path that you didn't know about before. Jupiter is like healing, giving us hope for something bigger and more beautiful. He gives us life and a path that leads us forward. We get gifts and it makes our lives easier. It shows us all the good sides and optimism.

🪐💫Saturn teaches you to see reality better and to react to it more quickly. Teach them discipline, maturity and self-respect. It teaches you to see things and take different perspectives. Act more responsibly. Saturn guides us through paths that we can do on our own. There always comes a time when we must translate that inner growth into concrete, outward terms. This transits are always a call to action in the real word. Saturn it is like father. He wants us to grow up and leave childhood behind. It shows us how we have grown and what we have outgrown. Saturn is a silent planet that leaves behind gifts that we did not expect. The reward that comes is always greater than what we endured.

💚🧞‍♂️Uranus confronts us with change. Teach us how to fit in and become unique. It changes our habits. Uranus teaches you to stand behind what you are, to resist everything that is opposite to you and to dare to go in the opposite direction. Changes come unexpectedly and unpredictably. We become more free-thinking and don't let others lead us. It guides us through understanding our relationships and friendships.

🧜🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️Neptune the ability to experience inspiration, dreams, fantasies, faces of life's drama. You are going through a spiritual period and at the same time a mystical one. You learn to face the unknown. Our dreams and artistic abilities grow. We get to know our inner world. It teaches us to relax and just observe. We get back the vision for our life that we somehow lost. Listen to your inner voice. Let him guide you. This is a good time for meditation, yoga and self-discovery. This is also the time when we can meet astrology.

🌊🥶Pluto shows us strength and helps us find it. It shows us how strong we can be if we want to be. The ability to heal one's soul, recovering the energy needed to find an altruistic mission in life, thereby filling one's consciousness with a sense of ultimate purpose. Can we face our deep wounds and fears? Will they recognize our inner gifts? Pluto guides us through a transformation that is emotional, deep and mysterious. It reveals the truth that we can face. We can let go of the old so that we can start anew.

🍒👄Mars encourages us to do something, it gives us more energy. It encourages us to take a step. We must face a fear, striking an effective blow against whatever standts between us and our legitimate golas. Finer shadings of emotion may be buried. With Mars, all we can do is take a deep breath and then do what is necessary. Maybe the situation explodes in our face, but only maybe. as a snarling German shepherd with glazed eyes and a foaming mouth. We feel overwhelmed. Sometimes we suffer terrible reversals, physical or emotional pain that seems to strike us randomly, through accidents or other people's malice. Otherwise, ego either implodes into depression and a sense of "being a victim," or it explodes into waves of ignorant, arrogant, cowardly destructiveness.

🧸🫀Venus encourages us to do something for ourselves, to enjoy the beauty that is given to us. To meet someone, to have a romance. Venus shows us beauty& goddess of the arts. Maybe we will go to the theater, an evening listening to music, a morning walk by the sea or strumming our old guitar. We realize that we are not alone. This is the time to hang out with friends or our lovers. This is good for a hug, a kind relationship. To realize our worth. Many times venus bring wisdom, some new perspective. Venus may offer us a quiet night with cup of tea.

☀️⚡️Sun teaches us to accept a part of our personality, who we are. Maybe during the transit of the sun, we become more egocentric, self-conscious, proud, stubborn. The sun gives us inspiration and joy. Whatever the Sun touches is simply emphasized in our awareness by the contact. When the transiting Sun hits a trigger point, it is as if all the intensity of our life force were focused on that particular dimension of existence. The best way to view the transits of the Sun is to think of them as a big, celestial searchlight.

🌙🍬Moon shows us emotionality, where we are most emotional at that time and what should take over. Transits of moon are often dramatic. The transits of the Moon illuminate the daily impact of the unconscious mind upon the ego, of soul upon personality. It represents our everyday emotions and how we deal with it. The moon creates events that we remember and stay in our hearts. The memories that we create with others.

🌴🐚Mercury helps us to get to know things that we haven't until now. It gives us new information to face. Usually it has to do with our mentality and communication with others. We mean something that may not be what it seems. We think about things and people around us and create a picture, which in the end turns out to be different. We think that someone is angry with us, but in reality they are just tired of things. We are open for new changes, new experiences. We are facing objective truth. The mind becomes overwrought. We tend to get nervous. We chatter. Usually because we are resisting some critical new concept, desperately trying to hold together our old model of the world rather than allowing ourselves to flow into a clearer, more mature picture of life and of our place in it. We have to talk.

-Rebekah🧚🏼‍♀️💕🌊

#astrology #energy #zodiac signs #planets #astrological placements #planet symbols #transits #sun #moon #jupiter #pluto #uranus #venus #neptune #saturn #mercury #mars

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theraggedygirl11 · 3 months

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Kad nemam tebe sa mnom su moji demoni

Part 1

SUMMARY: Kris is a succubus, but he hates what he is and what he's forced to do for his demon sire. Then he meets a photographer, Damon, and something special blooms between them.

PAIRING: Kris Guštin/Damon Baker

WARNINGS: (kinda implied) drug and alcohol abuse, implied non-con (not between Kris/Damon), sex (not too explicit), hurt/comfort, angst/fluff, swearing

WORDS COUNT: 2.434

LINK: AO3

NOTES: Before diving into the first chapter of this short fic, I'd like to thank @anxious-witch for beta-reading it and giving me really good advice while I was writing it and @lahobbitdiazeroth for fangirling with me, even if she's not in the fandom (kinda).

This is my first ever work I publish in English. I got inspired by Hazbin Hotel and Damon's photoshoot with our guys, and I had to write something.

I'm sorry for the angst you'll find in it, but you know who to blame.

If you want to listen to the song that inspired me, here's a link. There's also an English version (and maybe one in your own language, this series got translated into many languages). Keep in mind that it mentions toxic relationships, abuse and trauma.

È un inferno tutto mio (This hell is all mine)

Me lo sono scelto io (And I chose all of this)

Tu sei il mio veleno (You are my poison)

Dammi il tuo veleno (Give me your poison)

Non possono farne a meno (I can’t help it)

Mi scivola in gola e va giù (It slithers into my throat and goes down)

Veleno, ne sono pieno (Poison, I’m full of it)

Anche questa notte per me forse è l’ultima (This night could be my last one too)

Dimmi che ti piace, baby (Tell me you like it, baby)

Sono tuo, fa ciò che più ti va (I’m yours, do whatever you want)

Un giorno tu mi ucciderai (One day you’ll kill me)

Col tuo veleno (With your poison)

“I took enough pictures.” Said the photographer after a couple of hours, smiling at his model.

Kris looked at the guy in front of him, hair almost as black as coal and deep dark brown eyes, then stood up from the ground. He was used to being alone with other men, but the more he was with this human, the more he felt a weird feeling growing inside of him. He didn’t know how to name this sensation.

“May I go, then?” Kris asked.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll call you when the pictures are ready.” The photographer nodded. “If you need to recompose yourself, you can stay here, I’ll give you some privacy.”

“No, don’t worry. It’s ok.”

Kris glanced at the human, then went to the wardrobe area to change his clothes. He felt his eyes on his body. Why was he feeling so uncomfortable? God damn, he was a fucking succubus, he shouldn’t feel like this when a human was staring at him! Because that photographer was enchanted by his beauty, right? He should be.

But Kris perceived this specific human in a completely different way because he was looking at him differently, like he wanted to analyse him. Look right into his soul. If only he still had one.

* * *

Another night, another lover, another soul to bring closer to damnation. It didn’t matter if it was a male or a female human being. He still enjoyed the physical proximity, the skin-on-skin contact, the moans. He was still a demon that fed on pleasure and sexual intercourses.

But that night his mind flew to another place, even if the man above and inside him was extremely gorgeous and he liked how he moved and his attention on him. For a moment he saw that photographer instead of this random human. He didn’t even remember his name. But, just for a second, he imagined he was there, with him, loving him.

He closed his eyes and let an intense moan out. No, he needed to focus on this other man, on his soul, his job was to corrupt it. Thus, he closed the image of the photographer in a small and secluded corner of his mind and gave all his attention to this stranger.

At the same moment, not so far from where Kris was, that same photographer, whose name was Damon, was checking the photos he took of that beautiful and young man. His mind went back to a couple of days before when he had met him in a cafe in the centre of Ljubljana. He was alone at a table, his glance was wandering around observing the people in that place. Damon had noticed a trace of sombreness in his bright blue-greenish eyes.

He decided to approach him, talk to him, be friendly to him before asking him to take some pictures. The guy seemed kind, but there was a trace of sadness even in his voice. And he could see it even more in his photos. Kris, that was his name, was trying to be seductive, but that gloom was still perceivable behind his piercing look.

Damon stopped his scrolling on a photo where Kris was standing against a wall, head slightly tilted on a side, hair covering one of his eyes, an arm raised and bent behind his head. He was wearing a simple white shirt with long sleeves. His golden necklace with a purple heart was visible around his neck. The heart was hidden by the shirt, but he knew it was there because he had seen it.

Maybe he could contact him and try to talk to him to see if he could help him in some way. He seemed like he needed to talk to someone.

The next morning he tried to call him. Someone else answered the phone, he didn’t recognize the voice.

“Hello?”

“Hello. Is... is this Kris Guštin?” Damon asked.

“This is his phone, yes, but I’m a police officer.”

“A police officer? What happened?” He pressed, apprehension in his voice.

“The guy was arrested yesterday evening. He started a fight in a pub. He was completely wasted, high and drunk.”

Damon’s eyes opened widely. His face paled. “Is he still at the police station?”

“Yes. Are you a friend of his?”

“Kind of, yes.”

“You can come and take him away, if you want. He won’t be charged, he’s an habitue here.”

“I-I’m coming.” He quickly replied, then ended the call. An habitue? Drugs and alcohol? Was he so that deeply stuck in his bad situation?

He immediately went to the police station, without thinking twice about it. Kris was locked in a cell, alone and with handcuffs on his wrists. He looked like a model even in that moment, back laid against the wall, vacant eyes staring in front of him like he was lost in his own world. And that usual gloom in them.

“Your friend here came for you, Guštin.” Said the police officer.

The demon turned to look at him and was surprised to see the photographer. He stood up and got closer to the entrance of the cell. The police officer freed him from the handcuffs, then gave him his phone back and let him go with Damon.

“Thank you.” Whispered Kris once they got out of the police station. He let his phone slip inside one pocket in his trousers, then put his hands in his jacket pockets.

“I know you don’t know me, but what happened? Is... is everything ok?” Damon was more than worried, Kris could hear the concern in his words.

“Yes.” he replied. “Everything’s ok.”

“You used drugs. You drank, a lot. That’s not ok.”

“I’m fine.” He almost snarled at him, turning his head towards the photographer. “Why did you come, anyway?”

“I wanted to talk to you.” Damon explained. “You seemed lonely and sad. I was worried.”

Kris blinked and winced a bit. He was truly worried? His senses weren’t wrong, then.

“I’m... fine, I told you.”

“I know you don’t know me.” He repeated then continued. “But I’m here, if you want to talk to me.” The human smiled shyly, yet he could see friendliness in his eyes. He didn’t perceive any lust coming from him.

“Thanks.” He murmured.

* * *

In the next weeks Kris kept doing his job as succubus. Almost every day he had at least one new lover, male or female it didn’t matter. His sire chose each new prey for him and he couldn’t refuse.

But he also started going out with the photographer. He learned his name, Damon. He was a lovely person. He didn’t talk much, however he compensated for it with his presence. His closeness was uncomfortable at the beginning, but after a few times the demon started appreciating it.

The moments spent with Damon quickly became the most awaited ones for the succubus. He started laughing at his jokes, he talked more, he even shared some bits of his life, obviously he kept them pretty vague. He couldn’t tell him he was a demon. He needed this friendship. He missed being human, having friends to hang out with.

Kris loved when Damon talked about his job. He could almost physically touch the passion he radiated when explaining his art and his vision.

“And you saw all of this in me?”

“Yes. And even more.” Damon nodded, then looked at him. “There’s a whole world behind those sad eyes and I wanted to eternalize them.”

“A world behind them?”

“Yes. I see that you are happier since we started hanging out, but there’s always a shadow in them, sometimes it’s nearer, sometimes it’s in the back, but it’s always present, lurking around. There’s something in your life that makes you feel sad, that maybe you’d like to change but for some reason you can’t.” He gently touched one of Kris’s hands.

The demon was petrified. How...? He read right through him like an open book. Was it because he was an artist? Did artists like him have a different way of seeing life and people?

“I want you to know that I’m still here for you, if you want to talk about whatever is making you feel this lost.” Damon looked right into his eyes. Kris felt his heart falter.

He wanted to scream, to say out loud that he didn’t want to be a succubus anymore, that he was tired of being a slave and following every order his sire gave him, that he just wanted to become a human again, go back and not say “yes” to that contract. His mouth opened to speak, but no sounds left it.

Damon was human. He wouldn’t understand. He would probably think that he was crazy, that drugs and alcohol destroyed his mind and his ability to think with clarity. He was his little happy bubble in between a huge red and black world overruled by pain, suffering and damnation.

“It’s... complicated, Damon. Too complicated.” He whispered in the end, closing his eyes. A tear ran down his face, but never reached his chin because a gentle touch caught it.

“When you are ready, Kris.” Damon murmured with a tender voice. “Only when you are ready. I’ll wait, even years, if it’s necessary for you to be comfortable enough to speak about it.”

Kris startled and sobbed. His heart was hit by an invisible dagger. How could a human soul be so kind? How could two creatures so different like them meet? Damon behaved like a blessed soul from heaven with him, a damned soul transformed into a being of corruption.

Damon took Kris into his arms and gently stroked his hair. The succubus grabbed his shirt, he was his safety net and he didn’t want to let him go.

But he had to. His sire called him that evening and he punished him for behaving like a pathetic child with that human. This time he had three lovers, three muscular men. He felt stronger, the energy radiating from them was so delicious and so invigorating that he had to close his eyes because his head was spinning, but they were rough and violent with him. And so went on for seven days.

Damon saw Kris again a week after their last afternoon together. He appeared in front of his door during a night storm, completely wet and with a tired, distant look in his eyes.

“Kris, what happened?” He immediately asked.

“Can-can I come in?” Kris replied, his voice was trembling and his entire figure was shaking. He wrapped his own arms around his body.

Damon let him in, closing the door behind him, then rushed to get a big towel from the bathroom. He put it around Kris while guiding him to the couch. He sat down next to him.

“Dear, what happened?” He asked again.

Kris slowly showed his trembling arm, the interior part of his forearm was filled with small red holes, clearly signs of syringe pricks. His hand was twitching. Damon turned white.

“Who did this to you?” He pressed, extremely concerned. “You need to go to a hospital, right now, you could have an overd-”

“I’m fine.” Kris managed to say. “I-I will be. Few hours.”

Kris moved his arm nearer to his body, but Damon grabbed his wrist with care. “You could die.”

He shook his head vehemently. “I won’t die. I can’t die. Not like this.”

“Kris, you are a human being, drugs can kill y-”

“Stop worrying about me!” he shouted. “I will be fine.” He repeated it like a mantra. If he kept saying these words, they would become true eventually, wouldn’t they?

He closed his eyes. “P-please, I just need a safe place to stay. You... you are the only person I know here.”

Damon let him take a shower, a long and hot one. He also lent him some dry clothes and prepared some food for him. Kris ate without saying a word while keeping his eyes low. His hands suffered less spams, the drugs’ effects were dissolving pretty quickly.

Damon continued observing Kris. The summer storm outside didn’t give any sign of wanting to calm down, in that moment there was a bright lightning and a loud thunder. The thunderbolt lighted up the whole room and Damon noticed a weird shadow around Kris, like he had some sort of wings closed behind his back. He shook his head, he must have been tired to see things that didn’t exist.

An hour later Kris was sleeping in Damon’s bed, his face was more relaxed. Damon was totally awake on the other side of the bed. He was observing the younger man. He didn’t see anything else weird on him, but he remembered he noticed some weird shadows in some of the pictures he took months ago.

Damon grabbed his laptop, opened it and searched for those photos. He observed them attentively and he saw something indeed. In some of them the “wings” were barely visible, but they were there. In other pictures he saw weird horns rise from his forehead. In some others there was some sort of tail around Kris.

They were just shadows or reflections, but those elements were there. Was this possible? Or was it a weird coincidence? Kris didn’t have wings or a tail, or even horns! He turned to look at him while he was sleeping. Should he ask Kris what was that?

Damon put away his laptop and laid down, turned towards Kris. In the dim light of the room he examined him: he seemed relaxed and peaceful while he was resting, he couldn’t see anything weird on him. Could he really be some supernatural creature? While he kept thinking about this possibility, he slowly drifted off, the tiredness winning on his restless whirl of thoughts.

#damkris #kris guštin #annies writes #my writing #joker out fanfic #joker out #kad nemam tebe sa mnom su moji demoni

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sparkles-oflight · 2 months

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Gola

New BoKris fic hehe.

So...this is like a follow-up to "Romeo and Juliet" (you don't need to read but it's just so you know).

Fluff :D

Synopsis: This is my take on how Kris got Bojan to stay in the band after their hiatus (highly inaccurate because the information about this event is all over the place)

Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.

“Saturday, at 10 am.” That’s what they agreed on.

It was 10 am. No sight of Bojan.

Kris sat down at the café terrace... Patiently waiting.

It had been a little over a week since he had been with Bojan. He told him to wait on his decision to leave the band for a while longer because he was going to try and convince him to stay once, and only once.

“And try you will”, Bojan told him, and that sentence has played in a loop in his head ever since.

- Hey. – Kris heard a voice coming from behind.

He looked at his “date” who smiled as he sat down, immediately taking a cigarette out.

- Sorry for being late, I was talking to the producer to wait for just a little longer. – he offered Kris a cigarette, but he refused given he didn’t want to smoke where people could recognize him – I can show you some of the songs I’ve been writing after this.

Bojan glanced at the table: there were two coffee cups, both empty.

- How long have you been here?

- I just got here, the table was just dirty. – Kris lied.

He had been there for about an hour because he couldn’t wait in his home for this meeting... It was his one chance. Bojan chose to ignore the fact that no waiter came to pick up the dirty cups or that the table shook because of Kris' legs' frenetic movement and proceeded.

- So... I’m assuming there’s no song? I don’t see your guitar.

- I figured that would be too on the nose. – Kris smirked.

- What do you have planned for me?

Kris took out his phone, and a pair of earphones and put them on Bojan’s ears.

- I want you to close your eyes and imagine whatever you feel like it makes sense. – Kris told him – but I also want you to think of the sensation you felt when this happened.

Kris pressed the play button on his phone and a voice recording started playing.

“Wait wait wait” Kris’ voice played on Bojan’s phone “I’m just setting this here. Done! Ready when you are!”

“One, two, three” Bojan counted, and Kris started playing on his acoustic guitar.

Bojan remembers that day. He was - and is – stuck composing Gola and he and Kris were trying to find a way to work out the song by simplifying and figuring out what to do next from then onwards.

“Zimsko jutro, hladno gre skoz mene”, a winter morning seeps through me coldly, “Pojejo ptički pesmi pridušene”, the small birds are singing muffled songs, “Ti pa gola tečeš čez valove”, and you're running over the waves naked, “Brez odziva na poglede vse surove”, not minding all the nasty looks.

Bojan felt a hand in his... He wanted to see Kris’ face, so he opened his eyes slightly. Kris had closed his and he was mouthing the words along... He was really into it, wasn’t he? Did he memorize this audio? How many times had he listened to it?

“Gledaš v sonce, svetloba te ne moti”, you're staring into the sun, unbothered by the light, “Prihaja konec ti pa tečeš mu nasproti”, the end is coming and you're running towards it, “Ne skrbi te kaj za sabo boš pustila v trenutku na vse boš pozabila”, You don't care about what you'll leave behind, you'll forget it all in a moment.

Bojan remembers writing this song for his girlfriend at the time, but then they broke up and he lost his inspiration to write the rest...

“Neki se dogaja dej mi zmer utrip”, something's happening, check my pulse, “Berem ti iz ustnc kakšen je tvoj tip”, I'm reading your lips, I know what your type is, “Zdej gledava se, gledava se”, now we're looking at each other, looking at each other, “Čakam da se zgodi”, I'm waiting for it to happen.

He had avoided this song for so long because... he needs a muse.

“I don’t know more”, Bojan, in the recording, jokingly sang.

“What if we go like this?”, Kris played a little bit.

“Boo, too angsty. What about this?” and they went back and forth until they had the final version.

“When will you work on lyrics?”

“I’ll get them by the end of the week. Just gonna study for my finals first.”

“Promise, Bojči?”, he joked.

“Promise, Krisko.” and the recording ended there. Bojan never came back with the lyrics and after months the song is still unfinished.

When Kris opened his eyes, he saw Bojan put his cigarette into the ashtray and he noticed his red cheeks.

- Bojan, are you blushing?

- Sorry, I just... – he looked around – Can we go somewhere else?

After paying, they went back to Kris’ house and settled themselves in the garage. Bojan looked mesmerized at Kris as he tuned the guitar. They were really doing this, uh? Finish “Gola”?

- Why are you using your old guitar? – Bojan asked.

- It just feels appropriate... I started playing guitar with you, so my first acoustic guitar should be used for this.

- Wait, there’s something inside. – Bojan reached for it but was stopped by Kris.

- It’s the receipt.

- Come on, Kris. You are not returning the guitar after so long. Also, receipts aren’t that big.

Kris took a letter out of the guitar.

- I’ll give you this letter when we fill Stožice.

- WHAT!? THAT’S NOT FAIR!

- You don’t believe we can do it?

- I believe we can do it! But I’ll forget about it until then! – he pouted.

- Then stay in the band and we can do this journey together.

- Deal. – Bojan said it imminently – And I hope you keep that letter intact.

- It won’t leave the guitar, promise.

- Hello, Bojan. – Kris’ mom entered the room – Do you want to have dinner with us?

- Of course. – he smiled.

- He’ll take any opportunity to not cook. – Kris commented.

- Hey!

- But it’s true!

That night, Bojan finished Gola next to Kris, and Kris’ mom invited Bojan to stay the night. His mom called him “Kris’ boyfriend” and when a flustered Kris protested saying “That’s embarrassing!”, she replied with “Then you don’t want him sleeping here?” which led him to insist Bojan slept there.

Now, lying next to each other, Kris asked him.

- What did you feel when you heard that recording?

- I felt like I wanted to compose music with you guys for the rest of my life. - Bojan turned to him and grabbed his hand – Everything I wrote without you was soulless... I don’t want that.

Bojan kissed Kris on the cheek.

- I’m sorry for leaving you. That was so stupid of me.

Kris hugged him and they both fell asleep in that embrace...

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lunamagicablu · 1 year

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TUTTE LE FREQUENZE DELLA VITA

174hz – Fondamenta, effetti spirituali individuali 285hz – Cognizione quantica 396hz – Liberi dal senso di colpa, ansia e paura 417hz – Cambiamento, lasciare andare il passato 528hz – Riparazione e armonizzazione DNA 639hz – Apertuta e connessione nei rapporti umani 741hz – Stimolare il risveglio interiore 852hz – Ritorno all’ordine spirituale 963hz – Effetti spirituali individuali

696hz – Normalizzare la funzione cardiaca 751hz – Normalizzare la funzione epatica 763hz – Normalizzare la funzione della tiroide 835hz – Normalizzare il sistema immunitario 1335hz – Normalizzare la ghiandola surrenale 1537hz – Normalizzare il sistema endocrino

480hz – Corretto funzionamento della ghiandola pineale 635hz – Corretto funzionamento del colon 637hz – Rinforzo dell’integrità e delle funzione dell’RNA 1444hz – Produzione fisiologica di testosterone maschile 1445hz – Produzione fisiologica di testosterone femminile 1725hz – Stimolazione della ghiandola pituitaria G.H

35hz – Mente chiara 764hz – Normalizzare il sistema nervoso 1565hz – Bilanciamento Mente-Spirito

Chakras:

Base Della Spina Dorsale, Rosso Tramonto – 256 Hz Osso Sacro, Arancione – 288 Hz Plesso Solare, Giallo – 320 Hz Cuore, Verde – 341.3 Hz Gola, Blu – 384 Hz Terzo Occhio, Indaco – 426.7 Hz Corona, Viola – 480 Hz https://www.lorecalle.it inner_peace_by_twilightambiance-png ****************** ALL FREQUENCIES OF LIFE

174hz - Foundation, individual spiritual effects 285hz - Quantum cognition 396hz - Free from guilt, anxiety and fear 417hz - Change, let go of the past 528hz - DNA repair and harmonization 639hz - Openness and connection in human relationships 741hz - Stimulate inner awakening 852hz - Return to the spiritual order 963hz - Individual spiritual effects

696hz - Normalize heart function 751hz - Normalize liver function 763hz - Normalize thyroid function 835hz - Normalize the immune system 1335hz - Normalize the adrenal gland 1537hz - Normalize the endocrine system

480hz - Correct functioning of the pineal gland 635hz - Proper functioning of the colon 637hz - Reinforcement of the integrity and function of RNA 1444hz - Physiological production of male testosterone 1445hz - Physiological production of female testosterone 1725hz - Stimulation of the pituitary gland G.H

35hz - Clear mind 764hz - Normalize the nervous system 1565hz - Mind-Spirit Balance

Chakras:

Spine Base, Sunset Red - 256 Hz Sacred Bone, Orange - 288 Hz Solar Plexus, Yellow - 320 Hz Heart, Green - 341.3 Hz Throat, Blue - 384 Hz Third Eye, Indigo - 426.7 Hz Corona, Purple - 480 Hz

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moonlight-yuyu · 1 year

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Hii. Can you doing reading for me. How would my relationship with jay from enhypen would be if dated. Sun-Capricorn, Moon-Aquarius, mercury-Sagittarius venus- capricorn, mars-Sagittarius, jupiter-Sagittarius, Saturn-leo,

thank you so much for requesting for Jay my love <33

ohhh here we have a strong connection between two strong willed and reliable souls. The love between the two of you would be stable and smooth. Understanding each other would come naturally because you have a common ground and a lot in common. the both of you would just be dynamic with each other and prefere the calmness of your home. Like the two of you would rather stay in then going out on dates (I mean he's a great cook you don't need no restaurant). You two would just well content and peaceful during the time you spend together. Although there might be some opposies between the two of you they will bring you even closer together actually. while you're more emotionally aloof Jay tends to be hot-blooded at some time but I think that you will find a pretty good middle ground where both of you are okay with how things work. Jay would help you handle your every day life while you could help Jay being more creative and offering so much enthusiasam to him that he doesn't have a choice than just being optimistic about his plans lol. What also makes you agreat match is that you're both loyal and intense and just an easy combination all around. You share a lot of common golas in love and life and you're having a basic appreciation for sensuality and pleasre. neither of you would simply jump into the relationship so you would take your time to let the relationship grow. What's also important for the two of you would be that you're eye to eye and no one would really dominate the relationship. All in all you wo would be a loyal and intense couple and you can rely on one another which is important for both of you.

Your Song: LOVE U by Monsta X

THE PICTURE MAKES ME SCREAMING peak boyfriend material

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dubeyclinic · 4 months

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ancestorsofjudah · 4 months

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2 Kings 15: 27-31. "The Flash."

The future under the reign of a King of Israel is supposed to be wide open. This openness is supposed to stem from wide open freedoms which are well known and practiced by the Israeli people. If this turns into freedom to dissent, be greedy, or discrete, outside forces will need to intervene. The first agent to intervene must be the law in cases of flagrant abuses of power or violations of the law.

Be that as it may, the underlying causes - pervasive immortality will not be addressed. In cases of widespread breaches of trust with the public, the temple which should adequately prevent breaches of morality in a culture should strategize. This means the Assyrians will need to come, "the level headed ones" and assert themselves more firmly and insist upon certain changes to society which may result in legislation.

Gun control is a good example. Clergy should be outspoken about the need for mankind to willingly and legally divest itself of weapons. There is no need for man to make or wield weapons. Women's rights are another example. The Quran, for example is explicit that women are expected to be equal partners in society. There are rules about this. The world's Mullahs should be paving the way for full inclusion of women.

The Mishnah states the marred relationship of David and Jonathan was integral to Jewish history. Rabbinates around the world need to examine how to explain this to the shul and ease tensions about popular acceptance of this.

The following section explains how such expansiveness, which is based in scripture, and is now an integral part of secular law still requires changes to habits all of us have been taught by our parents.

Pekah King of Israel

27 In the fifty-second year of Azariah king of Judah, Pekah son of Remaliah became king of Israel in Samaria, and he reigned twenty years.

28 He did evil in the eyes of the Lord. He did not turn away from the sins of Jeroboam son of Nebat, which he had caused Israel to commit.

29 In the time of Pekah king of Israel, Tiglath-Pileser king of Assyria came and took Ijon, Abel Beth Maakah, Janoah, Kedesh and Hazor. He took Gilead and Galilee, including all the land of Naphtali, and deported the people to Assyria.

30 Then Hoshea son of Elah conspired against Pekah son of Remaliah. He attacked and assassinated him, and then succeeded him as king in the twentieth year of Jotham son of Uzziah.

31 As for the other events of Pekah’s reign, and all he did, are they not written in the book of the annals of the kings of Israel?

We discussed the god of war, Ashur, "the leveler" in the forum prior to this. Tiglath-Pileser king of Assyria is the "son of Ashur". The son of war is complete disorder before it yields peace. Even when someone is chastised or there is an argument in the home the result is not peaceful at first. Arguments like wars have winners and losers, plaintiffs and defendants, they make some men freer, others lose their freedom altogether.

The Office - the object lesson- refers to the ways necessary conflict in various relationships and societies conjoin with the concept of forced evolution described by the Numbers.

The full etymology for this term follows.

Tiglath-Pileser king of Assyria= My Trust Is In The Son Of Ashur/Those Who Went Into Exile Now Realize That They Will Be In Eternal Bondage.

"The verb גלה (gala) means to expose, uncover, remove or to go into exile. Noun גליון (gillayon) means table or tablet. Noun גולה (gola) means captivity or captive one. Noun גלות (gallut) refers to captives as a group.

Root פלל (palal) is all about distinguishing and discerning, and often emphasizes representation of something unseen or not present. It's frequently used in the sense of to entreat or pray on someone's behalf.

Noun תפלה (tepilla) means prayer. Noun פליל (palil) describes an inspector or umpire and noun פלילה (pelila) refers to the place at which an umpire operates; a judge's office.

Adjective פלילי (pelili) means "for a judge" or "to be judged" and noun פליליה (peliliya) means verdict or assessment. Noun פול (pol) means beans (and was probably imported but fits right in).

Verb פלה (pala) means to be distinct or separated. Pronoun פלני (peloni) refers to "a certain person/place."

Verb פלא (pala') means to be extraordinary. Nouns פלא (pele') and מפלאה (mipla'a) refer to extraordinary things or deeds. Adjective פלאי (pil'i) means extraordinary.

Verb אפל ('pl) means to disappear, depart or set (of the sun). Nouns אפל ('opel), אפלה ('apela), מאפל (ma'apel) and מאפליה (ma'pelya) mean darkness. Adjective אפל ('apel) means gloomy. Adjective אפיל ('apil) means late or belated (i.e. long unseen).

Verb נפל (napal) means to fall (down, down to, into or upon). The plural form נפלים (napalim) literally means 'fallen ones' or 'settled ones'.

Noun נפל (nepel) refers to an abortion or untimely birth. Noun מפל (mappal) describes that what falls. Nouns מפלה (mappala) and מפלה (mappela) mean ruin, and noun מפלת (mapplet) refers to a ruined thing or a falling.

The verb אסר ('asar) means to bind or tie up. Nouns אסור ('esur), אסר ('issar), מסרת (masoret) and מוסר (moser) all mean bond or band. Noun אסיר ('asir) describes a prisoner (a bound one) and the similar noun אסיר ('assir) refers to a group of prisoners or their joined bond.

Verb מסר (masar) means to bind in the sense of to incriminate or to attach a charge, mission or misdeed to a person. As such it may be used to mean to deliver up or offer."

Once a series of infractions has been identified, whether in the self or within society, a judge or umpire must intervene. Kings and Queens, Princes and Princesses of Israel must not require the need for an umpire. As we have seen throughout history, nothing but nothing is worse than a corrupt Royal.

A Royal must commit to the self-regulation and provide stellar regulation of the state according to the guidelines in the Torah. Specific siutations and strategies for governance are named in the Melachim. None of these must be attempted without firm knowledge of Gematria which explains God's explicit intentions for the scripture.

All infractions, whether they are just in the mind or are as big as wars, pedophile porn rings, election frauds and religious crusades bind all of us together in sin. To restore society to pristine moral condition, we must accept the fact we have to unbind ourselves from the sin and the sinner, the fallen ones especially, make captives of them, send them away, and move on.

The Mormons and Hamas who have committed far too many serious sins against the world are an example, the Russian government is another. Now there is exposure as the scripture says, next comes exile. This is necessary for the world to achieve a lasting state of peace of prosperity. It was done with the Nazis during World War II, now we are facing World War III and it is the Mormons, with their intense hatred of Muslims, women, gay people, Jews, Africans, Hispanic persons and their need to cheat, violence, and schcrew their way around inside the government we need to address.

This approach, an inversion of the Haggadah suggests the removal of the oppressor rather than the release of the oppressed. The Values in Gematria for the above verses follow:

v. 27: In the Fifty Second Year: the Value in Gematria is 6389, וגחט‎ , and ghat= "the vision of the cycle of the winepress."

All ignorance, violence, all the inglorious passions have to be pressed out of a man before he hardens off. Every day new human beings are born and the culture they enter must assert "pressure" upon them through the tenets of civilization to ensure they attach and one perform like sentient beings.

v. 28: Greed, jealousy, covetousness, these are the evils God wants us to avoid inside the self and externally in society. The Value in Gematria is 7291, זבטא‎‎‎, zebta, "the pinch."

It just takes a pinch of wickedness and then comes the grab, then comes the siezure. Just as a pinch of a little of this or a little of that presses something between the fingers, this kind of pressure in contrast to that mentioned above is the cause of all ruin.

v. 29:

ljon= diversify

Abel Beth Maakah= "the phobia railing."

"The verb בלל (balal) means to mix something with oil, usually flour products, usually as ritualistic food preparation.

The emphasis of this verb lies on saturation and overflowing: to fill something with oil until it can absorb no more and begins to reject an excess of oil. Noun בליל (belil) describes a very rich mix for animals to eat.

Noun שבלול (shabbelul) describes a snail, or an animal that looks saturated with oil. Nouns תבל (tebel) describes sexually incompatible partners, and noun תבלל (teballul) tells of insoluble material that obstructs a person's eye.

יבל

The verb יבל (yabal) speaks mostly of a flowing along some course, which of course requires the bottom of the course to be saturated and reject any further absorption. Noun יבל (yabal) means water course or conduit, noun יובל (yubal) means stream and noun אובל ('ubal) means stream or river.

Adjective יבל (yabbal) means suppurating (discharging pus from a wound). Noun יבול (yebul) denotes produce from the soil and noun בול (bul) means produce or outgrowth. Noun יובל (yobel) or יבל (yobel) describes "a carrier" or "a producer" or "something that drives a flow" (e.g. a trumpet, or the principle of Jubilee). Noun תבל (tebel) refers to the whole world-economy.

אבל

Verb אבל ('abel) is like the previous ones in that it describes a drive of liquid or semi-liquid elements along some collective course. It's often used to describe a collective mourning, which either happened in a procession or else contagious enough to drag others along. Nouns אבל ('ebel) and אבל ('abel) both mean mourning, but the latter is also the word for actual water stream or brook.

In cognate languages this verb is used to describe the driving of camels. There is even a sporadically used adverb אבל ('abal), which in older texts expresses solemn affirmation (verily, truly, yes indeed I'm totally going along with you there) but later texts appear to put somewhat of a breaking force on the momentum ("yes!... but")."

Janoah= he will give rest

Kedesh= sacred place, the sanctuary

Hazor= the village trumpet, the enclosure

Gilead= the Perpetual Fountain. If Gilead is the fountain that keeps running, then Ayin, the Eye of the Fountain is Ha Shem, "The Omniscient, the Knower of All Things."

We like to think of God as this old guy in a smock with a long beard that waves his hands in the air all day, but His most austere form as the Eye of the Fountain, called Ha Shem is the most accurate.

Jews like to run amok saying "Ha Shem this, Ha Shem that..." but Ha Shem is not a hither or a thither. He is the essence of the Eye that is wide open; it does more than see or perceive it is the ability to contain all that can be known and use that knowledge to extrapolate even more knowledge out of the unseen or apparently unknowable.

From Ha Shem comes the whole megilla:

Gallilee=Noun גלה (gulla) means bowl, basin or spring; noun גלילה (gelila), circuit, boundary or territory. Noun גליל (galil) denotes a supporting cylinder or rod; adjective גליל (galil), probably describes a cylindrical hinge column, noun מגלה (megilla) means scroll.

Naphtali= meaning My Wrestlings, Crafty Etymology. From the verb פתל (patal), to twist or be cunning.

The Value in Gematria is 6041, ואֶפֶסד‎‎, "And lost."

Fortunately, what is lost can be found again: 'Fortunately, what is lost can be found again:

v. 30: Hoshea son of Elah= "to save like God, save the economics."

The verb ישע (yasha') means to be unrestricted and thus to be free and thus to be saved (from restriction, from oppression and thus from ultimate demise).

A doer of this verb is a savior. Nouns ישועה (yeshua), ישע (yesha') and תשועה (teshua) mean salvation. Adjective שוע (shoa') means (financially) independent, freed in an economic sense.

Nouns אלון ('allon), אלה ('alla) and אלה ('elah) refer to oaks or terebinths but note the similarities with the demonstrative pronoun אלה ('elleh), "these," and אלה ('eloah) meaning god or God.

Jotham, son of Uzziah= "God is perfect, God is strong."

The objective of Hoshea's raid was to end the reign of what are called terebinths, persons who are strong, like oak trees except they project their strength in all the wrong ways. A cursory survey of scripture will reveal their behavior and motivations are incredibly wrong.

The Value in Gematria for the entire section is 7333, "Glazing."

Glazing is the creation of an artificial partition between people that causes strife. Political parties are a good example. The law state something is required or forbidden; negotiations amongst us about these things unless it is for the improvement of the human condition are moot.

We wouldn't, for example, start discussing whether or not black people can vote or own houses, or whether or not women can access health care or if two men can get married. The law decided it was in the best interests of humanity that these issues were resolved some time ago, and in general societies that accept these laws are happier and better off.

So glassbreaking is what we want to do as much as possible.

v. 31: the Value in Gematria is 5254, הבהד "the flash", AKA "Let understanding reign."

Unfortunately, when a man or a nation of men resort to violence, understanding must lapse and persons dwindle from being human to being details. War is the complete eradication of details that do not fit within the Torah's vision for human condition.

It is admittedly difficult to run a government or a Court, manage these things and not fall prey to a hardened heart. This is why the Torah and Tanakh insisting upon deep understanding and intimacy between rulers and Ha Shem but especially between the Heads of Household who cannot risk having hard hearts.

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