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andresylupin · 9 months

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I love how unique Mushishi's soundtrack is, and I love folk and trad songs: voilà ✨

(songs info if you're interested:)

Anakrousis and Hymne au Soleil are from the same 1979 album "Musique de la Grèce Antique" (Music from ancient Greece), by the Spanish ensemble Atrium Musicae de Madrid. They specialised in playing pieces from medieval (or older) time periods. For this specific album they used actual music gathered from ancient papyrus and reconstructed ancient instruments to be as accurate as possible. I highly recommend the whole album, it's haunting.

Зора се е, мале, зазорила (translated as "Daybreak Dawned") is a song from Bulgarian folklore, sung here by the well-known Eva Quartet. (the music and lyrics here are probably an arrangement from a pre-existing folk song but I'm not 100% sure)

木曽節 (Kiso Bushi, literally Kiso's song) is a Japanese folk song from the Kiso district, and as its name indicates, it's a song celebrating the place it originated from. The song flows as does the Kiso river, and it's performed here by the Research Institute for Japanese traditional music (pretty self-explanatory).

Каа-Хем (Yenisei river) is technically not a folk song but Yat-Kha is a Tuvan band that relies heavily on tuvan folk sound (such as khöömei/tuvan throat singing) mixed with punk/rock/metal influences and it's very cool!! And this song is of course celebrating the Yenisei river and its beautiful landscape.

La rivière Tanier is a créole lullaby, lamenting the hardship of life as an old woman fishes in the river. Graeme Allwright created this particular arrangement ; he was a French New-Zealander who spent his life travelling and making folk music. He did a lot of different things throughout both his life and his music career, so I guarantee that you'll find something you'll like if you check out his stuff. Also!! he was bestie with Leonard Cohen!

نامي نامي (Nami Nami or Sleep Sleep) is a traditional lullaby from the Middle-East (probably Egypt ?) in which a mother comforts her child with promises of their father's return. It's performed here by the ODO Ensemble ; they're based in France but their goal is to collect and perform ancient music from all over the world.

The Passing of the Elves: yes it's a soundtrack from The Lord of the Rings so I'm stretching the meaning of "folk" a little bit, but Howard Shore drew heavily from Celtic and Eastern aesthetics and tones when composing the different leitmotivs for the Elves and I like how it sounds :) plus they used the actual Sindarin poem so that's cool!

五木の子守唄 (Itsuki no Komoriuta or Itsuki Lullaby) is, to everyone's surprise, a traditional Japanese lullaby from the Itsuki district! The original lyrics are bit grim (a babysitter exhausted by a crying child) , but this is a beautiful instrumental version arranged by Takasue Shibata, and I thought it made for a nice conclusion to this little journey ☀️🌙💧

#mushishiweek2023 #mushishi week #Mushishi #i don't have spotify so youtube playlist it is sorryyy :(((#still not sure about the geeky track but oh well #balkan folk songs fuck SEVERELY they have all the best stuff i swear #although this was solely started by anakrousis because it has been living in my head rent free for literal years #bibi

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sladez · 28 days

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Au Ra April 2024

II. Weathering the Storm

The summer sun warmed Seishin’s skin and glowed orange against his eyelids as he sat in the soft grass and breathed. His hair, untied, blew gently in the cooling breeze. He focused on the bubbling sound of Yat Khaal flowing over rocks and against its banks to his right, whispering secrets in its ancient tongue. But rather than the calming wind and water around him, in his head there was only fire.

His thoughts were so far elsewhere that he didn’t hear the footsteps approaching, or maybe the one they belonged to stepped lightly as a matter of course. It wasn’t like him to be so deeply lost. He opened his eyes slowly as Styrnrael’s grandmother Maral plopped a low wooden table down in front of him.

“You’ve been out here all morning. Trouble sleeping?” Maral placed a deep blue cushion down and sat on it cross-legged, across the table from Seishin. Her knees popped audibly as she sank into a comfortable position.

He smiled weakly at her. “I’m sorry if I’ve troubled you. It’s a habit of mine to wake with the sun. But yes, there’s been much and more on my mind recently.”

Maral wordlessly pulled from around her a lacquered rosewood box and set it on the table. The edges had a deep patina that spoke of its age and reverence. She opened it by the side hinges and pulled out a large circular board. A kharaqiq board, Seishin recognized, and an extremely well made one at that. She finally looked up at him after placing it on the surface.

“I’ve seen the storm raging behind your eyes since the day you arrived at our iloh. Styrnrael’s as well, and all of the companions she has brought home with her. Whatever is troubling you may not be quelled in a single morning, but perhaps a game might help you weather some of it?”

“I don’t know that this will help,” Seishin laughed softly and waved his hand in front of his nose.

“Well, the Naadam is but suns from now. As the Steppe chooses its leader in this season, so too does every tribe their khan. The Malqir are no different. And I’m going to need the practice if I am to retain my title.”

“If you need to train, why don’t you take Bertram as an opponent? He is far more skilled at this game than I.”

“It is a wise warrior that learns from many teachers, is it not?”

Seishin smiled and bowed his head. “Words deftly spoken. All right then. I will gladly accept your challenge.”

Maral began removing the game pieces from the box and grabbed the light and dark horse pieces, one of bleached and carved dzo bone and the other of a deeply blue azurite, richer by far than the dark stone of other boards Seishin had seen. She took one in each hand and shuffled them behind her back. Seishin considered a moment, then pointed to her left and she held out her hand to reveal the light piece. “The bone horse. Fitting; it matches your horns. It seems I will play earth, from which we came and to which we will all one day return.”

Seishin looked away. His eyes clouded as his vision was filled with an image of Meffrid’s face, anger and shock and sadness veiled behind blood and unfulfilled promise; and the kinslayer, her rage—at what? the world?—twisting her face into an infinite snarl as she shook his blood from her blade. The first visit to his homeland since he was a child, full of naught but betrayal and death. The cold rain of that night felt as real as the sunlight on his arms in the now. Seishin shook his head to clear it. Maral stared at him, curiosity playing in her wrinkled eyes, as he reached for the piece and began arranging the bone side of the board. As he did, Styrnrael’s brother Siban, with his long dark hair behind his ebony horns, came out of a yurt with a tray of tea. He placed the cups before them and poured it, followed by a quick spot of dzo milk, which furrowed in the amber liquid like mist spreading on a fallow field. The smell was strong and pleasant, and Seishin’s mind felt a little calmer. They thanked Siban before he bowed to Seishin and squeezed Maral’s shoulder and departed, leaving the kettle on the side of the table.

“I’m glad I don’t have to explain the rules to you,” Maral chuckled as she finished setting up the earth pieces on her side of the board. “Do you play Kharaqiq much where you’re from in Eorzea?”

“No; honestly, I had never heard of it before Styrn taught me on the day we met.”

Maral nodded. “The girl has a talent for the game. She is still raw and a little unrefined, like her mother was. But I’m beginning to see the glint of a gem in there.” Seishin could have sworn he saw her wink. “Well then, shall we begin?”

Maral immediately moved a Bardam pawn into position to take one of the contested territories in the right center board, and Seishin did the same on the opposite side, rather than fighting her for the same space. When he did take the territory he had sought, Maral was right there ready to snatch it back from him, and so on the game went, the clattering of stone and bone joining the river’s steady susurrus in the undersong of the summer morning. She forced him on the defensive early on, and try as he might, he struggled to protect his pieces from her. She was a true master, hers on another level from any other game he had played; every exposed position was full of traps. After his gambit to defend a segment of his territory with a Khun Chuluu piece failed as she found an easy way around it, Seishin put his hands in his lap and breathed deeply. The anger that had simmered in him the last several weeks before arriving in Othard was beginning to bubble back up as frustration, and he tried to push that down, to starve it of oxygen. He had left his patience lying in the mud of Rhalgr’s Reach, crushed under Zenos’ boot, and he struggled for it now. Maral watched him closely as he tentatively made another defensive move.

“You are wiser than your years let on. You approach this game with the eyes of a philosopher, rather than a general. And that is why you will lose to me today.” The beads on her indigo coat jangled as she moved the prized red horse around the edge of the board, surrounding his last bastion. Like taming an impetuous stallion, the red horse could be taken over by a player and quickly turn the tides of battle.

Seishin considered her words for a moment and rubbed the ivory scales on his chin. “But the Malqir tribe uses Kharaqiq as a way of making decisions, do you not? If there’s a metaphor to be had, wouldn’t it be helpful to think of it as a game of philosophy?”

“Oh, the two are not mutually exclusive. But in playing to think, rather than to win, you are holding yourself back from both.” Maral put her hands on her knees and looked deep into Seishin’s face. “You have much anger in your eyes, in your muscles, in your fingers, in your very tendons. But I don’t see it in your play. It’s as if you are damming it in your mind rather than feeling it, letting it flow. Anger is not a force to be feared, son of Azim. Stoked as a fire it can accomplish great things.”

“But what if it burns too hot? If you scald yourself and those close to you?” Seishin closed his eyes and thought again of Fordola and her wrath, incinerating everyone around her, and his jaw and fists tensed.

Maral gestured to the center of the iloh, and Seishin followed her arm to the large firepit in the common space between the yurts, where in the distance Bertram was helping others from the Asterians stack fresh wood from Reunion to keep the flames going. “A fire properly kept burns without raging. It warms us in its violence, and we must be careful of it and never lose control, but if we close ourselves off or smother it, we will grow colder in its absence. There; I believe that’s checkmate.”

Maral cleared a space in the center of the board and lined up one of each dark piece from the earth side. “I have something to show you, Seishin. As you have said, Kharaqiq is a deep game. It speaks to us through the language of time. And each piece is as a part of our souls.” She slid the large Khun Chuluu piece toward Seishin. “What does this one mean to you?”

Seishin thought a moment, reflecting on the face in the center of the large flat piece. “This is a defensive piece. It protects not only a segment of the board, but other pieces as well. It does not move far and doesn’t have much ability to attack, but it blocks the most mobile of your opponent’s pieces. Its purpose is to keep its allies safe.”

Maral nodded sagely, sliding the piece back to the ranks and replacing it with a Yol, its feathers of intricately carved azurite. “And this?”

“The Yol can move diagonally and fly over other pieces until it’s ready to strike. It exercises patience and foresight.” His mind wandered to his own Yol, with its deeply iridescent wings, which he and his fellow Asterians had tamed only days before, a prerequisite to participating in the Naadam.

Maral slid another piece in its place. “The dzo?”

“Stubborn and obstinate. It represents determination.”

Maral surprised him by skipping over the tiger piece to the earth horse with its deep blue mane, azurite of the same color as her skin. She held it up and raised an eyebrow, and in her expression he saw Styrnrael, that first night on the shores of Thanalan: The horse can move as far as it wants in any one direction, she had told him. It’s free, like the spirit of the Steppe, and that we all have inside us. Satisfied, Maral replaced it, and picked up the tiger swiping the air with its claw. “The Baras pounces in its movement; it represents speed and agility,” Seishin said.

Maral cocked her head and smirked. “You have to look deeper than that, my boy,” she chastened. “The Baras does not move straight; it lurks, it prowls. It waits. The Baras is quick, yes; but what it represents is opportunity. Brute force only works against us in many ways. It’s often better to lie in wait for the perfect opening to strike.” She brought the piece back with a force that clacked loudly on the table. “But make no mistake: there is a difference between patience and hesitation. And missing those opportunities is often worse than trying and failing. If the Yol represents foresight, the Baras is the taking of those opportunities that foresight yields to us.”

Seishin was silent a long time as he stared at the pieces on the board. Finally he said, “There is so much I have yet to learn. Every time I face Styrnrael or Bertram in this game I glean something new from it, as I have against you today.”

Maral laughed and crossed her arms. “Full glad am I to hear that, my child. I can see understanding dawning in your eyes. The Malqir do not believe that playing Kharaqiq itself makes you wise, but it is the wisdom that you bring to the table that is mixed into the flow of time. When you play a new opponent you take some of their wisdom into your own life, and you in turn impart it to others. I meet my ancestors in every turn on the game board.

“But there is still one piece we have yet to discuss.” She picked up a pawn, a Bardam piece, chiseled in the shape of a Xaela warrior. “I’m sure you have guessed that this piece represents the people, not just of the Steppe, but of the Star. It has the slowest movement, but it is the most plentiful, and all major pieces can promote to it. This is because in numbers are we strong. We can accomplish great things, but only together. Look at this world,” she said, sweeping her arms out and around her, her beads rattling noisily, and Seishin looked up at the azure sky and over the sweeping verdant plains of the Sea of Blades, towards the towering Dawn Throne, further to the distant ilohs dotting the horizon and the base of the mountains with vibrant spots of color, at the bustling crowds of Reunion in the distance. He turned with her in the other direction, toward Malqir Iloh, as farmers robed in deep dyed indigo tended flocks of sheep and dzo, balanced stones from the quarries of the Fanged Crescent, sat in the common area around Kharaqiq boards, preparing to test their mettles during the Naadam. And in the center of the common area, he watched Styrnrael leave a yurt in a coat of her tribe’s indigo colors and wander over the fire and place a hand on Bertram’s shoulder before sitting next to him on a log, their backs turned to Seishin in quiet dialogue, listening to the soft drone of a morin khuur. He felt Maral’s eyes on him as his gaze lingered on the two of them. She cleared her throat.

“Our clan makes a habit of not interfering with the other tribes of the Steppe, and as a matter of course we do not compete in the Naadam. My granddaughter will compete in it in the coming days, and for a second time at that. And the crazy part is, I think she can win. But she cannot do it alone.” Maral turned and placed her hands over Seishin’s. They were small on his and felt like soft leather. “I love Styrnrael deeply. I know you have come far and accomplished much and more together. Now it is your turn to protect her. You and Bertram both, as you all have thus far. You are weathering your own storm right now, as she is hers, as Bertram his. But only together can all of you succeed. Only together can you keep each other safe, no matter the outcome of the contest.”

Seishin shifted his hands to take hers and squeezed them gently, nodding at her as she did him. “I promise,” he said, and for the first time since leaving Ala Mhigo did his voice resonate with his usual resolve. Maral smiled and patted his hand.

“Well, the day is getting on,” she said, leaning back and pulling back her Kharaqiq pieces. “But I think I have one more match in me before lunchtime. What about you?”

#AuRaApril #AuRaApril2024 #posting a day late because I finished it late last night!#ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #stormblood #seishin tag #kharaqiq #sladezwrites #wolxwol

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paintedscales · 9 months

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Spell your url ✧˖°.

Spell out your URL using song titles that can describe your muse, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL!

Tagged by @vasheden, thank you! Funnily enough, I just recently finished one that was tagged on my other blog here on @primamchorus! But let's see if I can curate a list specifically for Nomin without using anything from the other list. :3c

Enjoy some Mongolian folk, rock, and metal bands, as well as Native Siberian bands that makes up this list. You'll find that most of these bands incorporate the morin khuur, and there are others that incorporate traditional throat singing to add to their work.

P - People of Mongolia by Altan Urag A - Arvan Khoyor Jil (Twelve Years) by Khusugtun I - Irik Chuduk (Rotten Log) by Yat-Kha N - Nomin Dalai (Azure Seas) by Nine Treasures T - This is Mongol by The HU E - Erkh Chölöölnö (Freedom) by Uka D - Dulguun (Gentle) by The Lemons S - STORM by OTYKEN C - Chirakhoor (Yellow Steppe) by Huun-Huur-Tu A - Aisui Hulgiin Tuvurguun (Echoing Hooves of Approaching Horses) by Egshiglen L - Lullaby - Borulai by Hanggai E - Ene-sai (Mother River) by Alash S - Snow by Tengger Cavalry

As I mentioned on my other blog, I don't feel like I talk to twelve (in this case, thirteen!) people regularly enough to be bold enough to try and tag that many. So! Consider yourself tagged if you want to do it!

#tag game #some of my title translations might be wrong #feel free to correct me if you know them

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urukuduk · 1 year

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got tagged by @foxoftheasterisk: “rules: spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your url.”

usseewa [Ado. I listen to a lotta her stuff when writin' fanfiction, and her debut single is high on th' list after th' Bon-Odo remix of Odo, and her cover of Bocca della Verità]

rocket roll [the Phenomenauts. Love me some sci-fi rockabilly]

una matika de ruda [traditional Sefardi song. So una djudia orgolyosa!]

kuso breakin' nō breakin' lily [Maximum the Hormone. They might be better-known fer the Death Note anime themes, but this is my favrit song of theirs after Buiikikaesu. It's super-cheery soundin' with Nao's peppy vocals on the incredibly fucked up lyrics about an old woman's body crappin' out on her]

un'incantesimo dischiuso tra i petali del tempo [Cristina D'Avena, th' Italian dub opening to the Slayers. I first heard it as a teenager usin' file-sharing software t'find anything and everything related to my favrit anime at th' time, and it was stuck in my head for over two decades since]

dance with me johnny [the Mollys, a disbanded folk group that my mom got me inta. They've got a kinda Celtic Mexican Polka thing goin' on]

unpronounceable [They Might be Giants, natch]

kiaa-khem [Yat-Kha, an awesome Tuvan rock band whose lead vocalist throws in a lotta kargyraa throat-singin']

guess i'll tag... @fraylin @dzhukhe @faxedstar @ayellowbirds and @neveyleh cuz they're my headmates, and @kobold-royalty @transpanda-1 and @dragonprincesalt

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silverjansims · 2 years

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Generation One: Childish Lovers

Chapter 6: Nanu in China

Greetings from Dean and Nanu in Monte Vista as they share with you some of the recent highlights and photos of their busy lives. Dean has been very busy working undercover in his law enforcement career and is now a Triple Agent. All of his cases are now top secret and most of the time his boss doesn't even know Dean's various undercover operations. It won't be long before Dean completes his lifetime wish of becoming an 'International Super Spy'.

Dean modeling one of his new senior outfits

Nanu working in her garden in the early morning. She finally managed to grow the 'excellent' quality Renoit grapes the local movie theater wanted.

We begin our visit with Dean and Nanu just a few hours before they found out that their second child was on his or her way. Dean also celebrated his senior birthday just after watching the stars with his lovely wife that night. A couple of sim days later, Nanu gave birth to a little girl whom they named Deanna who is both friendly but has an 'evil' side to her. We'll see how things go as little Deanna grows up with these traits. Deanna's big brother, Sean is doing quite well in school and is making new friends since his imaginary one gets a little annoying sometimes with all the arguing she does with herself and the pranks she's pulled on him.

Here are a couple of father/daughter photos of Dean holding his new baby girl, Deanna. In the next photo Dean is rocking with her after Deanna became a toddler.

Cute little Deanna wearing one of her new outfits. Her favorite color is turquoise.

At the end of the most recent work week, Nanu returned to China to complete her special 'martial arts' lessons with Abi Yat Sen. After reaching level 5 of the skill and meditating in the Scholar's Garden, Abi sent her into the tomb at the Resolute Fist Resort to retrieve some special documents. During her trip, Nanu also managed to collect the last assassin bug she needed for her science boss back home. Before returning home, Nanu also began helping Lee Yao with a boulder breaking problem. After answering some questions with Abi Yat Sen, Abi has directed her to the Temple of Heaven where she can find Pangu's Axe which will help Nanu break through the big boulders that are found in some of the tombs as well as make quick work of the rubble piles. Since Nanu's vacation time was up, she will find this axe during her next trip to China.

Here are some photos from Nanu's most recent trip to China beginning with her practicing her martial arts skills at the Scholar's Garden to reach level 5 before meditating for two hours for this part of her lessons

Inside the Resolute Fist Retreat tomb where Nanu had to 'get soaked' several times to jump over some of the fire traps.

Last but not least, Nanu offering to help Lee Yao with his 'Boulder Breaking' business.

That's all the news for now. Dean and Nanu would like to wish you all a great night and rest of the week. Hope you enjoy the photos they've included in this newsletter.

#sims 3 simblr #sims 3 world adventures #monte vista #Egyptian Roots #generation 1 #reblog

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trackmelodycom · 2 months

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brookstonalmanac · 6 months

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Birthdays 11.12

Beer Birthdays

Samuel Liebmann (1799)

Philip R. Ebling (1830)

Michael Arthur Bass (1837)

Joseph Coors (1917)

Five Favorite Birthdays

Michael Ende; German writer (1929)

Anne Hathaway; actor (1982)

Booker T. Jones; R&B musician, songwriter (1944)

Grace Kelly; actor (1929)

Al Michaels; sports broadcaster (1945)

Famous Birthdays

Harry Blackmun; U.S. Supreme Court justice (1908)

Alexander Borodin; composer (1833)

Nina Brosh; Israeli model (1975)

Buck Clayton; jazz trumpet player (1911)

Nadia Comaneci; gymnast (1961)

Buck Dharma; rock singer, songwriter (1947)

Ryan Gosling; actor (1980)

Tonya Harding; ice skater (1970)

Kim Hunter; actor (1922)

Brian Hyland; singer (1943)

Tracy Kidder; writer (1945)

Tuffy Leemans; New York Giants RB (1912)

Leslie McKeown; rock singer (1955)

Auguste Rodin; French sculptor (1840)

David Schwimmer; actor (1966)

Wallace Shawn; actor (1943)

Sammy Sosa; Chicago Cubs RF (1968)

Jo Stafford; singer (1917)

Elizabeth Cady Stanton; feminist, activist (1815)

Sun Yat-Sen; founder of modern China (1866)

Neil Young; rock singer, songwriter (1945)

#Birthdays

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theflamingohiker · 6 months

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Symonds Yat Rock Walk - Complete Guide & Map

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caramelzparty · 6 months

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Anime songs I love singing recently:

Nana

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737936270

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737959242

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737961245

Digimon

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737910870

Notes: Above songs are recently learned, sorry for the unfinished songs or mistakes~xD Not familiar with the lyrics too;;;

Peach Girl

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737934022

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737918379

YAT Anshin! Uchū Ryokō

-https://www.smule.com/sing-recording/1891344313_4737911794

Thank you for dropping by~^^

Lotsa lurve xoxo

#sing #singing #song covers #sommi #sommer #smule #smulekaraoke #smulesing #anime songs #nana #nana komatsu #nana osaki #digimon #peach girl #yat anshin uchu ryoko

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menemennpastirma · 1 year

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Batu Akdeniz - Ona Gitme (Live)

Sözleri: Ona gitme bana gel Güzelim bir bana gel Yaktım yıktım kalan ne varsa

Onun olma benim ol Nefes almak bile zor Sensizlik söz konusuysa Sev biraz bizi Düşün biraz bizi..

Anla artık söyledim ya Bir kere, on kere, yüz kere, bin kere Anla ben sensiz yapamıyorum

Başka bir adam var Ve onla gez diye toz diye yat diye kalk diye Mutluyum bende diyemiyorum

Ona sorma bana sor Bu hayat bir bana zor Sen yanımda olmayınca

Onun olma benim ol Nefes almak bile zor Sensizlik söz konusuysa Gör biraz bizi Gör şu sevgimi..

Anla artık söyledim ya Bir kere, on kere, yüz kere, bin kere Anla ben sensiz yapamıyorum

Başka bir adam var Ve onla gez diye toz diye yat diye kalk diye Mutluyum bende diyemiyorum

#müzik #şarkı #canlı #akustik #rock #hardrock #türkçerock #gitar #batuakdeniz #onagitme

(Kaynak: https://youtu.be/Ms41JwoTCB8)

#youtube

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baybaykus · 1 year

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Dilipak'ın *yazısı.. Yazı mı, ifşa mı?*

*TERS KÖŞE* :

“ *Fuhuş, uyuşturucu, marka ve lüks tutkusu* derken, bizim ‘modern muhafazakarların' geldiği nokta, dudaklarınızı uçuklatacak hale geldi.

*Su geçiren oje, abdeste mani olmayan rujlarımız var artık* .

*Helal likör, helal bira, helal şampanyalarımız var* .

*Yakında helal etiketli rakı da* çıkar.

Hani biz başkalarına benzemeyecektik?

Siyasilerimiz, bürokrasimiz, ahlak zafiyeti içinde.

Bebeğin cinsiyetini tahmin partisi diye bir parti duydunuz mu siz?

After umre party var.

Eskiden hac ve umreden dönenlerin evinde tebrik ziyaretleri olurdu, tebriğe gelenlere tesbih ve seccade hediye edilirdi, ama bu işin bir adabı olurdu.

*Rock müzik eşliğinde zikir party'si* bile var artık.

Yatlarda happy birthday party gibi rezaletler de yok değil.

Hepsi tesettürlü tabii!

*Ramazan iftarını party'e* dönüştürenler var, şatafat, müzik, kadınlı erkekli rengarenk giysiler içinde semazenlerle başlıyor.

Baby shower party çıkmış.

Bekarlığa veda partisi adı altında fuhuşa özendirenler bile var.

*Tesettürlü ama, lüks, israf, ne istersen var* .

Artık bu işler için ajanslar var, altın kaplamalı pasta sunumlarına kadar, Körfez ülkelerindeki rezillikleri aratmayacak her şey var.

*Haram para cüzdanda durduğu gibi durmuyor* .

Bu işlerin içinde siyasilerin, bürokratların yakınları var.

Bunlar biliniyor.

*Yat partilerinde konken* oynayan tesettürlü hanımlar var.

*Başörtüsü başörtüsü olmaktan çıktı, aksesuara dönüştü* .

*Namazı spora* ,

*orucu diyete* dönüştürürlerse, şaşmayın.

Hac da turizm olur.

Zaten adı şimdiden belli, *hac ve umre turizmi* .

*Kurban da kebap bayramı olunca* , bu iş tamam.

*Sakal bırak, başörtüsü tak, sonra onlar ne yapıyorsa aynısını yap.*

Seremoni, ritual, ikonalar, hepsi aynı.

Gay dergahlarına az kaldı.

*Aşağılık kompleksi bizi mahvediyor* .

Sadece makam sahiplerinin değil, *her* *seviyenin ayağı kayıyor.*

Yakında piercingli, tattolu imamlar görürsünüz.

Kimileri Lale Devri *sosyetesinin yaptıklarını* Osmanlı zannediyor, kimileri mevlidleri bile party'lere dönüştürüyor.

Artık *ilahiyatlarda* bile *namaz kılanlar yüzde 50* .

İnandığımız gibi yaşamayınca, *yaşadığımız gibi inanmaya başladık* .

Bunun sorumlusu kim?”

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Kırk günlük bebeğe tek taş yüzük takan tesettür sosyetesi var.

Ascot yarışlarındaki düşeslere baroneslere özeniyorlar, türbanın üstüne tüylü şapka takarak, Lale Devri saraylarında, şatafatlı sofralarla mevlit yapıyorlar.

Mutaassıp yaşam biçiminden, gösteriş tüketimine sürüklendiler.

Mahremiyet duygusunun yerini, abartılı görgüsüzlük aldı, para döküp saçarak varolmaya çalışıyorlar, bedevi kültürüyle yarışıyorlar.

Maneviyattan maddiyata öylesine hızlı geçtiler, dünyevi zevklere kendilerini öylesine kaptırdılar ki, kulaklarından altınlar pırlantalar fışkırdığını herkese seyrettirmek istiyorlar.

Nasıl bir açlıksa artık, helal etiketli şampanyalar satılıyor.

Alkolsüz mojito var.

Sodalı limonata derse, havalı durmuyor, illa mojito diyecek.

Alkolsüz bellini var.

Alkolsüz aperol var.

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Chia tohumu eşliğinde ejder meyveli smoothie'lerin kaçınılmaz yansımasıdır bu…

*Demirhindi şerbetiyle iktidara geldiler, mojitoya dönüştüler* .

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“İslami eğlence” adı altında “helal organizasyon” yapan şirketlerin sayısında patlama yaşanıyor.

Beş yıldızlı otellerde tahtırevanla düğün yapan var.

Salona tavandan sarkıtılan gondola binerek giren var.

İlahi ekipleri var, helal müzik yapıyorlar, “düğün gecenizi helal çerçevesinde şenlendiriyoruz” diye reklam veriyorlar.

Sunucusuyla beraber semazen ekipleri var.

*Helal suşili düğün* yemekleri, Osmanlı köşklerindeki varaklı dekorlarda, Swarovski kristalleriyle süslü padişah koltuklarında, altın kaplamalı pastalarla bitiyor, cümle alem görsün diye, *videolarını* internette yayınlıyorlar.

*Dini düğün palyaçosu var kardeşim!*

İslami animatör var.

Helal selülit kremiyle İslami esaslara uygun masaj salonu var.

Taylandlı masözlere türban taktırıyorsun, İslami esaslara uygun olmuş oluyor!

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Bu *çürüme sürecinde* , tee Singapurlardaki casinolarda rulet masasında yakalanan bakan çocuğunu görmüştük… En son, Akp *genel merkezinde çalışan, lise mezunu ve henüz 27 yaşında* olmasına rağmen, lüks otomobil koleksiyonu olan, kumar fişleriyle, revü kızlarıyla, elinde kadehle jakuzide poz veren, Çankaya'da lüks sitede oturan, rabia tweetleri atan arkadaşı kokain çekerken gördük.

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17/25 Aralık lağımı patladığında, inanın, ne yakalandılar diye sevinmiştim, ne de öfkelenmiştim, hissettiğim sadece üzüntüydü.

Ait olduğum milletin başına gelenlere, koskoca *Türkiye'nin düşürüldüğü hale,* demokrasimize, gerçekten çok üzülmüştüm.

*Rabiacı arkadaşı kokain çekerken* gördüğümde de, inanın, aynı duyguları hissettim.

“ *Allah ile aldatma* ” ikliminin, *Türkiyemizi* ne hale getirdiğini gördüğüm için, gerçekten çok üzgünüm.

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Ama…

Mütedeyyin (!) iktidardan medet uman sayın ahalimiz bir defa daha layığını bulduğu için, doğrusu

Abdurrahman Dilipak

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Holidays 11.12

Holidays

Arches National Park Day

Are You Ready For Some Football? Day

Constitution Day (Azerbaijan)

Cultural Renaissance Day (China)

Dia del Cartero (Postman’s Day; Mexico)

Doctors’ Day (China)

Elizabeth Cady Stanton Day (a.k.a. Stanton Day)

Exotic Dancer’s Day

Fancy Rat and Mouse Day

Father’s Day (Indonesia)

Heir to the Throne Day (Tuvalu)

Holland Tunnel Day

Journee Nationale Maore (Comoros)

Leotard Day

National Football Day (American)

National Gaming Day

National Girls Learning Code Day

National Health Day (Indonesia)

National Pride Day (Mongolia)

National Youth Day (East Timor)

Order of Fools

Sigma Gamma Rho Day

Sun Yat-Sen Day (Republic of China)

Wangala Festival (Meghalaya, India)

Wear Blue Jeans on World Pneumonia Day

World Pneumonia Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

A&W Root Beer Mug Day

Chicken Soup For the Soul Day

Eat Yourself Out Of House and Home Day

Gingerbread House Day

National French Dip Day

National Happy Hour Day

National Pizza With the Works Except Anchovies Day

2nd Saturday in November

All American Day [2nd Saturday]

Carl Sagan Day [2nd Saturday]

Lord Mayor’s Day (London, UK) [2nd Saturday]

Sadie Hawkins Day [Saturday after 11.9; also 11.13, 11.15]

Wine Tourism Day [Saturday of 1st Full Week]

Independence Days

Independence Day (Cartagena, Columbia)

Feast Days

Arsatius (Christian; Saint)

Astrik (a.k.a. Anastasius) of Pannonhalma (Christian; Saint)

Birth of Bahu'u'llah (Baha’i)

Colonel Claghorn (Muppetism)

Cumméne Fota (Christian; Saint)

Cunibert (Christian; Saint)

Drunk Creation Contemplation Day (Pastafarian)

Emilian of Cogolla (Christian; Saint)

Imerius of Immertal (Christian; Saint)

Josaphat Kuntsevych (Roman Catholic Church, Greek Catholic Church)

Khalkeia (Festival of Smiths; Ancient Greek)

Lebuinus (a.k.a. Liafwine or Lebwin; Christian; Saint)

L'Hôpital (Positivist; Saint)

Livinus (a.k.a. Livin) of Ghent (Christian; Saint)

L. Ron Hubbard Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Machar (Christian; Saint)

Margarito Flores Garc��a (Christian; Saint)

Nilus of Sinai (Christian; Saint)

Old Teutonic Yule Festival

The Osirian Mysteries begin (Ancient Egypt) [thru 11.14]

Patiens (Christian; Saint)

Prophet’s Birthday (Mouloud; Sunni Muslims) [12th of Rabi’al-awwal]

René d'Angers (Christian; Saint)

Tewa Buffalo Dance (Native American Tewa of the Tesque Pueblo) [through 15th]

Theodore the Studite (Christian; Saint)

Ymar (Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Premieres

Absolutely Fabulous (UK TV Series; 1992)

All This And World War II (Film; 1976)

Ben-Hur, by Lew Wallace (Novel; 1902)

Dogma (Film; 1999)

Electric Ladyland, by Jimi Hendrix (Album; 1968)

Like a Virgin, by Madonna (Album; 1984)

Lionheart, by Kate Bush (Album; 1978)

The Mandalorian (TV Series; 2019)

The Mirror Crack’d from Side to Side, by Agatha Christie (Mystery Novel) [60]

Mort, by Terry Pratchet (Novel; 1987) [Discworld #4]

Noelle (Film; 2019)

Nursery Cryme, by Genesis (Album; 1971)

Paint Your Wagon (Broadway Musical; 1951)

The Polar Express, by Chris Van Allsburg (Children’s Book; 1985)

Red Notice (Film; 2021)

Rock Justice, by Marty Basin (Rock Opera; 1979)

Slumdog Millionaire (Film; 2008)

St. James Infirmary, recorded by Artie Shaw (Song; 1941)

Tick, Tick … Boom! (Film; 2021)

Unstoppable (Film; 2010)

Today’s Name Days

Christian, Emil, Josaphat, Kunibert (Austria)

Emilijan, Jozafat, Milan, Renato (Croatia)

Benedict (Czech Republic)

Torkild (Denmark)

Konrad, Kuno, Kuuno (Estonia)

Virpi (Finland)

Christian (France)

Christian, Kunibert (Germany)

Jónás, Renátó (Hungary)

Ninfa, Renato (Italy)

Kaija, Kornelija, Kornēlijs (Latvia)

Alvilė, Ašmantas, Kristinas, Renata (Lithuania)

Torkil, Torkjell (Norway)

Cibor, Czcibor, Izaak, Jonasz, Jozafat, Konradyn, Konradyna, Krystyn, Marcin, Renat, Renata, Witołd, Witold, Witolda (Poland)

Svätopluk (Slovakia)

Cristián, Cristian, Emiliano, Millán (Spain)

Konrad, Kurt (Sweden)

Colan, Colin, Colleen, Collin, Cullan, Cullen, Culver, Kiley, Kyla, Kyle, Kylee, Kyleigh, Kyler, Kylier (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 316 of 2022; 49 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 6 of week 45 of 2022

Celtic Tree Calendar: Hagal (Constraint) [Day 15 of 28]

Chinese: Month 10 (Lùyuè), Day 19 (Ji-Si)

Chinese Year of the: Tiger (until January 22, 2023)

Hebrew: 18 Cheshvan 5783

Islamic: 17 Rabi II 1444

J Cal: 16 Mir; Oneday [16 of 30]

Julian: 30 October 2022

Moon: 83%: Waning Gibbous

Positivist: 8 Frederic (12th Month) [L'Hôpital]

Runic Half Month: Nyd (Necessity) [Day 3 of 15]

Season: Autumn (Day 51 of 90)

Zodiac: Scorpio (Day 21 of 31)

#calendar #Holidays

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