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yani... so pretty...
"૮ ˶′ﻌ ‵˶ ა Wah Wah!!!!! Thank you!!! Everyone so nicey to Yani!!! So so nicey!!!"
"｡:ﾟ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა ﾟ:｡ Makes Yani happy!!!!"
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Ateş: Ne? Nasıl seviyorsun ulan?
Uzay: Ya bir erkek, bir kıza yardım edince illa bir şey değil mi? Ya bağ kurdum, seviyorum, yardım ediyorum.
Ateş: Ha.O kadar yani?
Uzay: O kadar.
#emin ol; senin kadar atuz fandomı (yani sadece ben) da rahatladı ateşçim#atuz#ateş x uzay#uzay x ateş#bodrum masalı#q#turklish#episode 26#ateş ergüven#uzay çelik
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Bu hafta sorumuz 'en çok bırakmak istediğiniz alışkanlık nedir?' İşte cevaplar
@yildizlarinsonsuzlugukadar
Ani sinirlenmelerim
@251121-8
Kendimi açıklayamadığım zaman ağlamak. Çok sinirimi bozuyor.
@sonvapurdakacti
Yak sanırım
@birdemethuzunum
Affetmek herkesi ne yaparsa yapsın affediyorum ağzıma sıçıyorlar sorun yok diyorum. Bunu bırakmak istiyorum birde hayır diyememek.
@kuscamgaliba
Çok fazla düşünmek
@gecemavisieswaa
Kalbim yoruldu. İlk olarak kalbimi yoranları hayatımdan çıkarmak isterim. Ama bu mümkün değil bu yüzden silah sevgimi ve boksu bırakmam gerektiğini düşünüyorum
@ulakan
Bi alışkanlığım yok şimdilik ama kafaya takmak alışkanlık sayılırsa onu bırakmsk isterim.
@kitapsever
Tırnak yemem
@onlylovee
Bilemiyorum aklıma birşey gelmedi
@yesilkupeligirl
Hayır diyebilmek
@hayatierteleyenbiri
Sanırım herşeyi çok fazla düşünmek
@01-aprill
Sigara ve uykumun ağır olması
@orendagibii
En çok bırakmak istediğim alışkanlık değilde çok düşünüyorum olması gerektiğinden fazla bazen yıpratıcı olabiliyor
@cirkinkadininutopyasi
özür dilemek. En ufar birşeyde özür dilemekten yoruldum artık.
@gokkusagitozuu
Çok düşünmek kurmak
@bendeliyimhanimefendi
Herşeyi ertelemek kesinlikle. Hep ertelediğim için notlarım düşüyor falan. Kitaptaki bölümlerde bazen hep uyuyim sonra yaparım dediğimden geç geliyor.
@bir-siyah-hikayesi
Yaşamak.
@pappatyazar
Dert bulamayınca salakça şeyleri ucunda ölüm varmışcasına dert etmek
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Ailemi falan öyle normal birşeyi anlatırken yani birşey olduğunda direk gözlerimin dolması ve insanlara bu kadar iyi yaklaşamamak, çok empati hiçbir zaman iyi değildir. Bazı şeyleri onlardan fazla düşünmekte iyi değildir. Herkes kendini düşünebilir. Onların düşünmediği şeyleri ben düşünmek zorunda değilim.
Kendime her ne kadar bundan sonra yapmayacağım desemde ne yazık ki yapmaya devam ettiğim şeyler bunlar.
@gelmemeyeegitmisim
Insanlara fazla bağlanıyorum kopamıyorum onlardan
@cninzihni
Herkesi memnun etmeye çalışmak/ kendimi belirli aralıklarda, fırsat buldukça yermek
@iamayes
Alışkanlık olarak geçer mi bilmiyorum ama kararsızlığı ve çok düşünmeyi bırakmsm gerekiyo
Daha bet bir eylem olarak soruyorsanda yok sanırım
@biz-2miz
İnsanları affetmek ya da herşeye rağmen belki demek. Küçük bir ihtimal için kemdimi harap ediyorum çünkü.
@yasanamayanhayalllerr
Herkesi kendim gibi görmek istemem
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Saben? Realmente no me importo mucho el tema de Alison, pero hay algo q si me re dolió, pq si se dieron cuenta me lo estaba tomando todo esto a broma.
Lo q me dolió fue q dijeran "solo te conocen por eres amiga de influencers", brooooo, literalmente cuando era novia de gabito le dije a yani q no quería ser conocida como "la novia de x" o "la amiga de x" si no q quiero ser reconocida por mi propio esfuerzo. Y el hecho de q la mayoría dijeran q solo me conocen por mis amigos y ex pareja me dolió wn. Pq verdaderamente me estaba esforzando mucho en no ser solo reconocida por eso
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ben tek ogun besleniyorum ama yine siskoyum q cok bir sey de yemiyorum aslında bir tabak yemek yani metabolizmam sikilmis olabilir mi tavsiye lutfen nasıl duzelecek
tek ogunde yedigin kaloriyi dorde bolup dort ogun ye aptal kadin. metabolizmani yavaslatmissin tabii ki salak
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“Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 4, Chapter 46″
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"And it, and it begins, he walks outside for a cigarette break
And thinks how many cigarettes does it take
He takes a long drag with the sun in his eye
He squints, he thinks he starts to sigh
Sometimes he cry
When he think about his girlfriend on his side
She held him down, she made him better
Fought the love, through the fucked up weather
And she thinkin' about her life
With no more work just being a wife
But instead her love, she gave it to a man
Who fought against her lovely plans
So when she go to work, plus go to school
Plus fight the love, she must feel like a fool
She want the ease that come after pain
She fights for love, that's her campaign
We fight, we love"
Q-Tip – "We Fight/We Love"
The pain in Erik's chest subsided by the time he returned to his office. Nakia and her team of War Dogs waited for him in his inner office, and he took a moment to step into his private sauna to gather his thoughts.
The shock of Yani giving him his walking papers hurt, but the thought of her leaving Wakanda with his babies hardened his resolve to stay calm and not overreact despite his frayed nerves. He meandered back to the West Palace like a car out of alignment, almost missing his floor, with his mind repeating her words over and over. "I'll get my own place outside of the palace with the kids—"
Hearing the words took him back to Disa, dropping him like the plague so long ago, but this time, the feeling gutted him more because there were children involved. The threat of removing Sydette and Riki from his immediate presence was something he would not tolerate. His stomach churned with bitter bile and he smacked the wall of the sauna in anger.
"Second best? When have I ever treated you as anything less compared to how I deal with Disa?" he shouted, his voice echoing.
Erik stared at himself in the sauna's glass enclosure that had a small circular mirror across the room and questioned an imaginary Yani as if she were there in front of him again. He had been fair and respectful to them both, allotting equal time to all of their children, often taking care of them by himself so that both mothers could have more free time despite his packed schedule. He often sent Yani and Disa books about Wakanda and vintage Wakandan jewelry that he thought they would both like. If he ran across something interesting for one, he always thought of the other and what they might enjoy having too. When they were all together for family meals in the grand dining rooms, he never showed more favor to one or the other because he was intentional in making sure no one felt slighted with his interactions. He planned to go to Yani first with the flowers, but Disa was the first person he saw to give them to because she was outside the suite.
Erik closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The only chastisement he gave himself was kissing Disa out in the open when he thought they were alone. He had shared a moment with her and he didn't want to be penalized that severely because things were still so tender with Yani. His body riled up again, and he shook his hands and arms to focus on centering his erratic nerves.
Think.
The royal family wouldn't let Yani leave with their heirs to another country at all, not during a national crisis. Umama and Baba Z for damn sure were not letting their royal great-grandchildren get taken away from them. Yani's threats to move would only mean out of the palace, not out of Wakanda for the time being. He would ask Twyla to suggest to Yani moving into another suite on another floor of the palace. Twyla had always remained impartial when it came to the children, and Erik knew a disruption would stress all three of his kids. Especially Joba. As far as Twyla was concerned, parents could break up and shit talk each other, but Sydyette, Riki, and Joba was the square she was going to stand on and not move.
Erik sat down on the wooden bench in the sauna and rubbed his forehead. The back of his throat grew watery, and he pushed back on throwing up as a memory of his mother running off to Oak Bluffs with him as a child seared his brain. Yani hadn't run off secretly as his mother did, but Erik instantly understood the terror his Baba went through when he came home from Wakanda and they were gone. Vanished into thin air with no communication. He cradled his face and rocked his body. Califia had been in a bad place mentally. Scared and grasping for meaning in a world that had fundamentally changed without her input. Yani couldn't help but feel the same emotions and uncertainty. Much the same way that he, acting as his father did, stumbled into creating something that hadn't been fully thought out with his mother's input.
Erik didn't want his children to suffer the way he did, not knowing or understanding exactly what was happening between their parents. Just whisked away from their father suddenly because their mother was hurting. His feelings, his situation, and his pathetic attempts to passively force his will on two women like they were Barbie dolls waiting for him to create an insular world when he was ready to act wore Yani down and she broke. He had to fix himself and his new world order by himself. The hope was for more time to pass that would give them space. Umama told him to step back, and he did. Sort of. Fooling around with Yani as she used her natural charms to help march his ass into T'Challa's office with a "Nah, I ain't going," switched up the plan too fast and blindsided him. It frightened Erik, the way her eyes had gone dead and ice cold. Even the way her body rejected him with the flowers… his throat burned with the acid rushing forward and he vomited on the sauna floor. A long strand of sour saliva clung to his bottom lip and the cool tiling. Had his father done the same thing? Vomited and imagined the worst?
Erik raised up and stepped over the mess he made. He rinsed his mouth and washed his face in a hanging bowl, leaving his vomit behind for a later clean-up. Duty called.
Nakia and her team of two men and two women stared at Erik's terrain map and they discussed the route the War Dogs would take. He used holo maps above the war table so that T'Challa and his military leaders could observe in another location. There was talk of his cousin going on the mission too, but T'Challa preferred to protect the nation from within the borders. He would act as if Wakanda was business as usual with his daily royal duties.
Erik gave input that the team liked, and Nakia grudgingly accepted that he knew his stuff as a master strategist in espionage tactics. The key was securing access to Nigandan security recordings in and around the border that led to the secret opening in the underground cavern. They needed to find their targets quickly and eliminate them. They would drop water drones into the rivers in the area to search for aquatic access and possible submersible spyware. If the Phuri were getting outside help, those outsiders would scramble to make contact in the place they thought was still off the grid.
Nakia gave him codes to watch their journey through their night vision goggles. The primary goal was to sweep the area with serious reconnaissance and plant their own people in positions to track all movement. Under cover of darkness, they would enter Niganda after nine that evening before the moon rose up high.
Once the War Dogs left his office, he went back to his sauna to clean up his vomit and then go over tasks in his personal space.
"Are you alright?" Mpilo asked.
Erik stared aimlessly at the painting of Queen Shuriyah. Mpilo held out a comm tab, needing his signature for a television agreement.
"Prince N'Jadaka?"
He reached for a chrome stylus in Mpilo's hand and signed the document on the flashing screen. The urge to rush out of the West Palace and storm over to Yani's suite overwhelmed him, instead, he left his office and wandered around the lower levels and admired the artwork and the hustle and bustle of palace life, giving his mind the freedom to go blank for an hour. Afterward, he took his time heading over to Yani's place with a calmer frame of reference.
Twyla answered her door and gave him a cautious smile.
"Hey stranger," he said.
Twyla gave him a hug and patted his back.
"I need to make an appointment with you," Twyla said.
"For what?"
"I want to talk to you about a potential business venture I'm cooking up," she said with excited breath.
Erik looked around the living room.
"Yani here?"
"Yani!" Twyla called out.
"Come through tomorrow," he said.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Twyla smiled, and it dimmed once Yani stepped into view.
"What do you want?" Yani asked in a snappish tone.
"I'm going to head down for dinner," Twyla said.
She squeezed Erik's arm and exited the suite.
"Where are Riki and Sydette?" Erik asked.
"Napping. I have to get them up for dinner in a minute."
"Tell me when I've treated you second best," he demanded.
Yani rolled her eyes and sat on the armrest of her couch. She folded her arms across her chest and stayed silent.
"When?" he said.
No response.
"See? I haven't. You can't even name one instance where I've purposely disrespected you—"
"Why can't you choose me, Killmonger?"
"I choose you Yani, it's just that Disa—"
"Disa what?! Why does she have to be in the equation?"
"She's always going to be in the equation somehow. She's the mother of my child—"
"Because you're a selfish bastard. Another man who cahn keep his dick in his pants. You're just like every wasteman I've dealt with in my life. I honestly thought you were better than that."
"I'm the best you've ever had, girl. I've always treated you well because I love you."
"And you love her too."
"I can't change how I feel. I regret ever confessing that to you."
"So you would've come back acting like we're together but secretly wanting her behind my back."
"I have always been open and honest with you. Even back when it was just us and we both knew this wasn't supposed to happen. What do you want me to do, ignore Disa? Not interact with her?"
"You have a long history. Mi know that. I don't want to see it thrown in my face."
"Yani, I try my best to be fair around both of you."
"It's not about being fair. Am I your only woman? That's all I want to know. Do you want to rebuild a life with me and our children? Can't you see how it hurts me when you are with her? Holding her hand? Kissing her? That's all supposed to be for me. I'm sorry I'm not some sophisticated anything-goes woman like her. I'm very old-fashioned and wasn't raised like that."
"I'm still yours, Yani. It's going to take me time to work through my feelings with Disa. She was one of the most important people in my life that shaped who I am. She was my best friend before she was ever my woman. That friendship will never end. I know that's what you want, and I can't do it. It doesn't make you second best or less than her at all. She's a vital part of my life and always will be—"
"Then I don't want to be with you. You put her on too high of a pedestal—"
"Like I don't put you up there already? I can't be friends with her?"
"Do you even listen to yourself? I tell you what I want and she's always there. Friendship with her is just a nice way of saying you want to be with her still."
"So taking my kids away is supposed to punish me for telling you the truth of what she is in my life?"
"I want a normal relationship. For once, I want to be first in someone's life. I want all the flowers, all the love, all the praise… just me. Me!"
Yani slammed her hands on her chest. Erik approached her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. He nuzzled her face.
"That won't work anymore, Killmonger. I'm done. We can raise our kids together in separate places. You go your way, and I'll go mine from now on. Go be with your precious friend. You're just a bum like all dem back home. I'll get me someone who respects me, loves only me."
"Riki and Sydette are staying in the palace."
"You don't get a say on that."
"Yes, I do. The family will back me up too. If you want to leave and go live somewhere else, I can't stop you. But my kids stay here. You can move to a different floor if you can't tolerate being near Disa. Why can't we just sit down and talk all this shit out?"
"There's nothing to talk about! Mi done!"
Yani pushed back from him and slapped her hand on top of her other hand.
"I told you in plain English, I want you to pick me and forget about her."
"And we agreed to give each other time and space to work through me being back. Allowing me to work through my shit without pressure on you regarding our —"
"I don't care about that anymore. You're back dealing with your shit and I'm here dealing with my shit, too. I'm over it. Just go move in with her. It's what you want, anyway. You don't have the guts to tell me that, so yuh string me along."
Erik pushed his face closer to her.
"Riki and Sydette stay here. You go if you want."
"You cahn wait for me to leave."
"I want you here. By my side."
Yani twisted her lips and glared at him. Erik's shoulders drooped.
"You mean the world to me and all I wanted was time to… you know what? Forget it. Nothing I say matters to you anymore. Love ain't enough for us… for you. I hope you change your mind."
"Baba?"
Riki bounded out of the hall and ran to Erik. He scooped up his son.
"Ready to go eat dinner with the Fam?" Erik asked.
Riki nodded.
"Sydette!" Erik called out.
Sweet Pea came trucking out fast, tossing back beads on her new braids.
"I'm taking them down," Erik said.
Yani watched him with surly eyes. The pain of loss rested in his stomach and he left with the children, trying to pick up his mood. Riki and Sydette chatted to him about their lunch date and visiting the royal garden searching for an elusive butterfly that was said to be rare that time of year. He gripped their small hands tight and constantly showered them with kisses on their cheeks that made them laugh as they rode down the elevator together. He swung them both gently with his strong hands when they entered the red dining hall, one of the more intimate dining areas the family used. Ramonda held out her arms for Riki and Sydette and the children dashed over to her with giggles and shared their garden discoveries.
Twyla sat near Disa and Joba, and the two women were in full discussion mode. They both clammed up the moment Erik planted kisses on Joba's forehead. He moved to sit across from Shuri and Ramonda. T'Challa was absent, and Erik knew he was busy dealing with the excursion into Nigandan territory.
Yani showed up right when the first course was served, a simple vegetable soup with a thick texture. She sat near Shuri and close enough for Erik to watch her facial expressions. She looked pissed and dampened the mood of everyone present.
"N'Jadaka, did you receive the message from Umama and Baba Z?" Ramonda asked.
Erik hadn't checked for personal messages after arguing with Yani.
"No," he said, "work had me hemmed up."
"They will return a little later than scheduled. They ran into some issues that will lengthen their stay. Nothing serious."
He nodded. Ramonda gazed at Yani.
"You have been silent this entire meal, Yani. Everything okay?" Ramonda asked.
"I'm not feeling well. Excuse me," Yani said.
She stood up from the table and folded her napkin across her plate. Erik reached for her hand as she rushed past him and she jerked away from him so hard that it surprised everyone.
"Don't touch me," she hissed under her breath.
Ramonda stood up at the head of the table. Erik held his hands out to show everyone he wasn't man-handling Yani.
"What is the problem?" Ramonda asked.
Erik glanced at his children. Sydette gave a wide-eyed stare and Riki focused on Joba, who already had anxious tears in her eyes with all the negative energy.
"Go on and go," Erik said to Yani.
"Sweet Pea, Dumplin…" Yani said.
"Nah, they'll stay and finish their meal. I'll bring them up," Erik said.
"Sweet Pea, Dumplin. Get up and come with me," Yani demanded.
"What's wrong, Mama?" Sydette asked with a stressed tone.
"Let them eat their food in peace!" Erik said.
"Calm down everyone," Ramonda said, moving over to Riki and Sydette. "We can have their meal sent up to the suite."
Yani stomped over to the kids and pulled them from their chairs.
"Mama, don't," Riki whined, tugging his arm away from her.
Riki ran to Erik, and he picked up the boy.
"Riki, come here!"
"Don't yell at him," Erik said.
Twyla left her seat to pull Yani away. They fussed all the way to the entrance. Sydette ran back to her chair, then went to Joba to calm her down.
"What in the world?" Shuri said.
"Sorry, y'all. We got into it before we came here. Let's finish eating and give her time to chill," Erik said.
Appetites were already spoiled. Erik changed seats to sit next to Riki and Sydette and the rest of the meal was reserved with brief conversations. Ramonda stared at him with concern. Disa looked after Joba, rubbing her back and encouraging all the children to eat. The dinner ended and Erik gathered Riki and Sydette. Disa held Joba's hand and approached him with trepidation.
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you about it later. Let me take them up—"
"Tell me what happened. She was pissed seeing us together, that's obvious, but what went down?" Disa said.
"Wait for Baba over there," Erik said to Riki and Sydette.
They wandered over to the entrance near Shuri. Ramonda left the dining room to give them privacy. Shuri waved for Joba to join her, and his youngest moved over to her siblings.
"She left me. Wants to move out of the palace and take my kids with her. Told me I had to choose her and stop being around you."
Disa sighed.
"I don't know what to tell you," Disa said.
"She accuses me of treating you better than her and tells me that I rank her second in everything and all I've done was try to work through this new reality and I can't… I can't…"
"You can't what?" Disa asked.
"I can't ignore you. I can't act like I don't love you. I want her… I want so many things…"
"If you want her, then be with her."
Disa's face tried to look stoic, but her voice strained to maintain composure.
"I want you in my life, Disa."
"We can remain friends."
"You'll always be more than that to me."
"I feel the same, but I know your heart. Her happiness is important to you. Let's face it. Our time was beautiful, but it's over. I know you want the best for me, and guilt plays a big part in why you want to make up for our past. Guilt is not a good foundation for us to be something different together. I want your love to be pure and guilt-free. We'll always have that special bond. We'll always be closer than most. Nothing will break that. I don't want you torturing yourself, worrying about me. I see it in your eyes, Erik. She's the one you need."
A weary shudder went through his midsection, and he fought from crying. Disa was his, and he had to let her go to keep his princess, Yani. Disa kissed his forehead.
"We are family forever," she murmured. "This is a new chapter."
"Don't hate me… please," he said.
"Never. I have everything I ever wanted because of you. That is enough."
She pushed him toward Riki and Sydette. Joba ran back over and slipped her hand into his.
"Daddy, please don't cry," Joba said.
His daughter patted his thigh, and he nodded, wiping his eyes. Disa turned her head away, but she couldn't hide her copious tears. Erik bent down on one knee and looked at Joba.
"Daddy is okay, Sunshine," he said.
Joba shook her head in disagreement. He touched her fluffy hair and pressed his forehead into hers.
"Go take them up to their mother," Disa said.
Erik kissed Joba's cheek.
He ambled over to his other children and took them to the nearest elevator.
"Why is Mama mad?" Sydette asked.
"I'll make it all better," Erik said.
He led them up to their floor. Twyla greeted him again but blocked him from entering the suite.
"She's not in a good place right now to see you, Big Man," Twyla said.
Erik let Riki and Sydette go inside without him. He glanced at his kimoyo. In an hour, Nakia and her team would cross into Niganda.
"Tell her I have to work now with the mission. Ask her if she'll have lunch with me alone tomorrow at my place. She can hit me up later if she wants. You can meet with me in the morning at my office to talk about your business plan."
"Okay."
He turned away, but Twyla held his wrist. Her eyes watered.
"I know yuh doin' your best," Twyla said.
"I wish she knew that."
"In her own way, she does, I think. For once she finally drew her line in the sand and I'm proud of her. I want you to know that no matter what happens, I will still respect you and root for yuh, Big Nigga. Mi feel like we blood relatives for life."
"We are."
Twyla hugged him and wept into his chest. He rubbed her back until she pushed back from him and wiped her eyes.
"Gwine, now. I'll go back in here and take all your licks for yuh until she talks face to face with your ridiculous self," Twyla teased.
Erik cradled Twyla's hands.
"I love her, Twyla. She's my heart. I want a life with her… I want more kids with her… I want her to know the adventure with me isn't over."
Twyla waved her hand at him.
"Tell her alla that yourself tomorrow. Get out mi face!"
Erik sauntered away, feeling better. His kimoyo beads glowed with Nakia's signature. The countdown began.
Chapter 47 HERE.
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Merhabalar. Kısa bir süre önce mental izolasyon yapmak üzere ara verdiğim sosyal medya alanına (5 ay ara vermiştim) yokluğun sırrına ermiş, erenlerin bağından dermiş, hiçliğin suyundan içmiş vahdet-i vücut kavramını eritmiş bir fenâfillah olarak giriş yapmış bulunmaktayım. Anarşist düşünce yapısının para etmediğini kavradığım için artık daha rahmani öğeler ile yazılar yazmanın; kaybettiğimiz şu dünya hayatının karşılığı olarak en azından cennet arsasından bir kulübe edinmenin yolu olabileceğini düşündüm. Gerçi benim şu fani dünyada bir kulübem var, Akyaka da fakat belediye ile yol problemi yaşayabileceğimi düşünerek sırrımı vermiyorum. Tüm bu çabam beni mücessem biri yapmaya yeter mi yetmez mi bakacağız. Şimdi buraya kadar okuyup sabırsızlığına yenilerek en yakın arkadaşına ‘’ Şeyh olmuş’’ diye yazanlar varsa, onları bu aristokrat komplolarından dolayı kutluyorum. Benim yer ile olan bağlantısızlığım ermişliğimden değil. Sadece arada arpa şekeri ile mayayı fazla karıştırıyorum. Buralarda yokken dm den yazan, özlemlerini belirten, güzel sözlerini benimle harcayan arkadaşlara teşekkür ederim. Bir arkadaşımız şöyle yazmış; ‘’ Yazmak zor iştir. Bırakırsan o da seni bırakır. Burada bulunmadığınız her an, aleyhinize çalışır ve takipçi kaybedersiniz.’’ Bu yazıyı okur okumaz, Ajdar’ın keline bir tokat da ben indirip kaybettiğim şöhreti kazanayım dedim ama sanırım artık maalesef Ajdar’ın kelini tokatlamak da eskisi kadar prim yapmıyor. İş başa düştü madem yazmaya devam edelim dedim. Aslında yazmadığım sürenin, şu an şu satırları yazarken bende hissettirdiği şey; ‘’ Yaz ulan. Silivri soğuktur moğuktur ama annem de kazak örer ne yapalım’’ hissidir. Ama tabi bu bir his! Rasyonellerin hislerine yenik düşmemek gibi bir defans anlayışları vardır. Bunu da akılla filan çok bağdaştırıp, çıkarın üstünü örterler. Waterloo savaşını kaybettiren hatalı süvari manevrasını bilmeyen kimse, Saint Helena adasının bana ait olduğunu da bilemez. Bakın benim de içinde bulunduğum bir grup var ki bu arkadaşlar Roman okumayı bir parça küçümser. Yani Tarih, Siyaset, Felsefe filan dururken.. peh peh peh.. Böyle bir Roman mı okuyorsun? Sen hiç Gustave Le Bon okumadın mı lar filan.. Bakın arkadaşlar, Roman okuyan insan salt iyi ve salt kötü insan modeline inanmaz! Okuyanlar bilir; bende yazılarımda salt kötü insan motifini kullanırım..Bu aslında biraz doğru biraz yanlış. Bu sebeple ‘’kitap okuyun’’ tavsiyeme karşılık, sadece Roman dışında alanlarda seçim yapmayın. Kitap soranların hemen hemen hepsi, Roman dışında kitapları sormuşlar. Pek âlâ Roman da okuyun. Gelecekle ilgili hayallerinizi, arzularınızı, amaçlarınızı bir parça inşa edebilmenin yolu, bilanço yapmaktır! Roman okumayan insanlar, bilanço yapamazlar. Bilanço sadece bilgi değil, yeterlilik de ister! Çevremizde ebedi bir zırlama eylemi içinde olan prostatlı amca vahşetinin sebeplerinden en ilk sıradaki budur! Bu Boomer tayfası; her bulduğu şişeye su doldurup istiflemesi, sık sık balkon yıkaması, tuşlu telefon kullanması, F klavyeden Q klavyeye geçememesi; bir fıkrayı ya çok uzun ve komik olmayan yada çok küfürlü ve komik olmayan versiyonlar ile anlatması ve kitap okumaması ile ünlüdür! Okumazsan kendi sanılarını semtine, şehrine, ülkene, dünyaya filan mâl etmeye kalkarsın. Bu fikirsel cihat anlayışının ne kadar bok bir sonuç almamızı sağladığını en iyi bilenler tarafından takip edildiğimi sanıyor olmanın verdiği güvene yaslanmakta hiçbir nakıslık hissetmiyorum.(Nefes al)Ben sanıyordum ki öpüşünce her şey geçecek. Havanın rengi atacak, yağmur yağacak, tüm tabiat benim öpüşüyor olmama en uygun doğayı sağlamakla mükellef, koşturup duracak.. Öyle olmuyor ama değil mi? Siz siz olun gençler, ilk öpüşmenizi kamuya açık alanlarda tecrübe etmeyin! Çünkü bu kardeşinizin ilk hülyası, yukarıda bahsettiğim Boomer cemiyetine üye bir sığırın ‘’ Nooluyo orda. Edep edep’’ höykürmesi ile noktalandı! Halbuki hayatta kalacak kadar okunsa, karne ile de olsa kitap dağıtılsa büyük bir problem eşiğini geçeceğiz.
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❗️SPOILER ALERT ❗️
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One Piece Chapter 1063
“My only family”
🇹🇷Diğer duyumlarla beraber:
One Piece 1063 Spoiler
Bölüm Başlığı: “Tek akrabam"
- Kapakta Cracker'ın donduğunu ve Brulee'nin ağladığını görüyoruz. Bruule Pudding'in kaçırıldığını söylüyor.
-Luffy Chopper ve Jinbe, kıyafetlerini Vegapunk'ın bi makinesiyle değişiyor. Fütüristik elbiseler giyiyorlar. Jinbe de Hawai kıyafetleri giyiyor.
-Kuma ile karşılaşıyorlar. Bir çeşit üniformalı robocop haliyle. Normal Kuma'dan farklı. Güneş gözülüğü takıyor ve robotik omuzları varmış.
-Bu Kuma saldırıyor, Luffy karşılık verecekken Bonney durduruyor onu.
-Bonney Kuma'nın onun gerçek babası olduğunu söylüyor. Mini bir panelde çocuk Bonney'i tutan Kuma'yı görüyoruz.
-Zoro ile ilgili bir gelişme yok bölümde.
-Sahne değişiyor. Karasakal Tiç denizin orasında Law'a pusu kurmuş. Yanında da Jesus, Van Augur, Doc Q ve Stronger da var. Hepsinde de meyve gücü varmış.
Jesus Burgess: Riki Riki no Mi (リキリキの実). Anormal derecede güç veren meyve.
Doc Q: Shiku Shiku no Mi (シクシクの実). Hastalık bulaştıran bir meyve.
Van Augur: Wapu Wapu no Mi (ワプワプの実). İnsanları ışınlayabilen bir meyve
Stronger: Uma Uma no Mi Mitik Zoan, Model: Pegasus (ウマウマの実 モデル "ペガサス").
-Law yakınlardaki bir adaya kaçıyor ama Van Augur Jesus'u oraya ışınlıyor. Jesus tek parça bir dağı kaldırıp Law'a fırlatıyor.
-Doc Q Stronger ile uçarak geliyor. Tiç de üstlerinde duruyor.
-Doc gücünü kullanıp Law'u kadına dönüştürüyor ama Law hakisiyle kurtuluyor durumdan.
-Law diyor ki; güçlü bir haki meyve gücünü etkisiz kılabilirmiş. Kaido ve Big Mom ile yaptıkları savaştan çok şey öğrendiğini söylüyor.
-Tiç Law'un önünde beliriyor. Wano'dan çıkan üç kaptandan ilk hangisiyle karşılaşacağını merak ediyormuş.
-Son sayfada ikisi de kapışmaya hazır bekliyor.
Tiç: "Kaido en azından birine sahipti. Yani elindeki tüm yol poneglyphlerini alacağım"
Law: "Hazırım. Kazanan her şeyi alır!"
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ben galiba arkadaşlarıma aşığım yok yani onlarla o kadar iyiyim ki,ben şimdi biriyle nasıl sevgili olucam q
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REYERO CLARISIMO | Están saliendo las actas de la policía en las residencias de ancianos Ha salido el ex consejero de sanidad diciendo q lo ocurrido en las residencias en pandemia lo llevaba la Comunidad
Hasta la bicha lo ha confirmado Que más pruebas se necesita para q Ayuso vaya a la cárcel??!. Video publicado por Yanis lacani🔻🐾🦎 @janislcani
#reyero#albertoreyero#exconsejero#actas#actaspoliciales#ayusodimision#ayusoprision#ayusoabuso#ayusoveteya#ayusononoscalla#policiamunicipal#7291#protocolosdelamuerte#protocolosdelaverguenza#residencias#escudero#carlosmur#comunidaddemadrid#indiciospenales#responsabilidadpenal#carabanchel#madrid
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Davulun Yarısını Çalan Adam
Sevgili Dostlar,
Bugün 11 Ocak, Terry Williams’ın doğum günü. Kendisi Money For Nothing adlı parçada “Davulun Yarısını Çalan Adam” olarak tanınır. Bilindiği gibi bu parça, Dire Straits’in en başarılı hitidir ve 3 hafta Billboard 1 numarada kalmış, Yılın Plağı ve Yılın Şarkısı dallarında aday seçilmiş, En Başarılı Rock Performansı dalında ise Grammy Ödülü kazanarak gruba milyonlarca albüm sattırmıştır.
Bu başarının arkasında yatan sır, parçanın 2 farklı bölümünde 2 farklı davulcu olmasıdır. Terry Williams parçanın ilk 40 saniyesindeki solo davul ataklarını (intro) çalarken, Omar Hakim ise parçanın devamını çalar. “Bu neden gereksin ki?” diye düşünürseniz parçanın davul yürüyüşünü yetenekli Türk kardeşimiz Sina’nın ŞURADAKİ 17 milyon kez izlenmiş kaydından dinleyebilirsiniz.
Parçadaki 2 bölüm birbirinden apayrı karakterdedir. İlk 40 saniyede davul, daha önce hiç kimsenin çalmadığı benzersiz bir şekilde tamamen ritimsiz ataklar yapar ve gerilimi yükseltir. Hemen arkasından giren gitar bu ilk bölümü bitirir, ve ikinci bölümdeki davul parçanın sonuna kadar ritmik şekilde eşlik eder.
Yani eğer siz de bizim gibi “büyük başarıların arkasında küçük detaylar yatıyor” diye düşünüyorsanız, “başarılı alışverişlerin arkasında yatan küçük detay Avantajix olabilir” demeye gerek bile yok.
Alışveriş Yapana Para Veren Fikirler
Bugün Başka Ne Kazanabiliriz?
1) “Bildikçe Kazan” Muhteşem Hediyeler Kazandırıyor:
Arçelik “Bildikçe Kazan” yarışması başladı. Katılmak için Arçelik web sitesine üye olun ve Bildikçe Kazan sorularını yanıtlayın. Ödüller: 1 kişiye Apple iPhone 15 Cep Telefonu, 1 kişiye Arçelik A55 Q 990 A Imperium 9 Qled Google Televizyon, 1 kişiye Microsoft Xbox S 512 GB Oyun Konsolu, 5 kişiye Arçelik YM9242 Tadı Var Probiyotik Yoğurt ve Kefir Makinesi. Son katılım: 29 Şubat.
2) Doğanın En Güzel Anı 3 Kişiye 50.000TL Ödül Kazandırsın:
Kelebek Mobilya resim yarışmasına katılmak için doğanın o en mükemmel karesinin fotoğrafını çekip internete yükleyin ve hediye kazanma şansını yakalayın. Ödül: 3 kişiye 50.000TL değerinde Kelebek Garden hediye çeki. Son katılım tarihi: 29.02.2024. Detaylar: https://dogayakelebeketkisi.com/
3) Arkadaşınızla Birlikte Pijama Takımı Kazanmak İster misiniz?
Suwen, hem size hem de arkadaşınıza pijama takımı hediye ediyor. Çekilişe katılmak isterseniz; @suwen_lingerie hesabını takip edin ve 3 arkadaşınızı yorumda etiketleyin. Kazanan 14 Ocak tarihinde açıklanacak. Daha fazla detay isterseniz şurada: https://www.instagram.com/p/C11bCffKknU/
4) Bu Çekilişten Tam 6 Adet Cam Kavanoz Kazanabiliriz:
Madame Coco, 4 adet (890ml) ve 2 adet (635ml) cam kavanoz hediye edecek. Çekilişe katılmak için; belirtilen sayfaları takip edin, görseli beğenip yoruma #madamecoco yazarak bir arkadaşınızı etiketleyin. Sonuçlar 15 Ocak’ta açıklanacak. Detaylar için: https://www.instagram.com/p/C16vV5TN__b/
Sağlıkla, barışla ve sevgiyle kalın.
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(Not: Yukarıdaki yazı Avantajix kullanıcılarına 11.01.2024 tarihinde gönderilmiş olan e-bültenin bir kopyasıdır. Siz bu yazıyı okuduğunuzda kampanyalar güncelliğini yitirmiş olabilir. En güncel detaylara şuan www.avantajix.com adresinden ulaşılabilir. Keyifli okumalar dileriz.)
#alışveriş fikirleri#alışveriş yapınca para veren site#avantajix#avantajix avantajları#avantajix para iade sitesi#avantajix para iadesi#avantajlı alışveriş#avantajlı internet mağazaları#cash-back para iadesi#ekstra indirim#indirim kupon kodu#kampanyalar#avantajlar#fırsat bu fırsat#fırsatlar#hediye çeki#indirim kodu#indirimler#kampanya#kupon#kupon kodu#ödüllü çekilişler#ödüllü yarışmalar#online alışveriş#orijinal fikirler#para iadesi#para para para#sıradışı fikirler#tamamen duygusal#zekice alışveriş
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ScHoolboy Q - Sacrilegious (Official Video)
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Paul Pogba Yanis Issoufou Ousmane Dembélé
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i-D magazine ‘A-Z of Dance’ by Jacob Sutton with Diesel Jogg Jeans from Holmes Production on Vimeo.
Director: Jacob Sutton
Commissioned by: i-D magazine with Diesel Jogg Jeans
Executive Producer: Laura Holmes for Laura Holmes Production
DP: Jackson Hunt
Editor: Jarrett Fijal at Bonch
Stylist: Tracey Nicholson
Music: 'Wut' by Le1f
Music Supervision: Pitch & Sync
All apparel by Diesel and Diesel Jogg Jeans
Diesel Executive Producer: Marcus Ray
Executive Producer: Eddy Moretti
Executive Producer: Shane Smith
Executive Producer: Suroosh Alvi
Executive Producer: Andrew Creighton
Global Head of Video i-D Magazine: Danielle Bennison-Brown
Video Commissioner i-D magazine: Jack Robinson
Production Manager: Pia Ebrill for Laura Holmes Production
Casting Coordinator: Molly Zinar for Laura Holmes Production
Local Producer: Wes Olson for Connect The Dots
Local Production Manager: Meghan Gallagher for Connect The Dots
Local Production Coordinator: Cassandra Bickman for Connect The Dots
1st AD: Knoko Chappele
PA's / Drivers: Hank Hartnell, Jordan Jolliff, Diane Kim, Saul Luzeus and Paris Potter
Studio Teacher: Cyndi Raymond
Hair Stylist: Tony Chavez at Tracey Mattingly
Make Up Artist: Lisa Storey at The Wall Group
Stylists Assistants: Camila Dominique Jimenez, Timothy Chernyaev, Ali Raizin
Make Up Assistants: Megumi Asai and Hinako Nishiguchi
Hair Stylist's Assistant: Mateo Sifuentes
Seamstresses: Lauren Bradley and Caroline Flach
Focus Puller: Rachel Fox
B-Camera Op: Doug Parter
2nd AC: Steve Doyle
Camera PA: Nolwen Cifuentes
Key Grip: Tom Whitehead
Best Boy Grip: Mattew Lim
Grip: Ivan Acero
DIT: Claire Fulton
VTR Playback Operator: Kai Morrison
Gaffer: Brandon Musselman
Swing: Kevin Kim
Editors Assistant: Anna Gerstenfeld
After Effects Artists: Matt Detisch
Photographers Assistant/BTS: David English
Special thanks to: Diesel, i-D Magazine, Bloc Agency, Connect The Dots, Bonch and all our incredible dancers and their managers.
Talent
A - Arabesque: Morgan Quinn
B - BGirl: Bgirl Terra
C - Chicken Noodle Soup: Terence Dickson
D - Death Drop: Nick Lanzisera
E - East Coast Swing: Yani Marin & Nathan Kim
F - Finger-Tut: John 'Pnut' Hunt
G - Grand Jeté: Julia Cinquemani
H - Harlem Shake: Amanda Meade-Tatum
I - Indian Bhangra: Reshma Gajjar
J - Jumpstyle: Høps
K - Krump: Jigsaw
L - Liquid Dance: Phillip 'Pacman' Chbeeb
M - Memphis Jookin’: Lil' Buck
N - Northern Soul: Levanna McLean
O - OMG: Anthony 'Lil' Bob' Cabaero
P - Pole: Nicole ‘The Pole’ Williams
Q - Questionable: Reid Shapiro
R - Rumba: Emily & Junior Alabi
S - Step: ‘SoulSteps’ Maxine Lyle, Dionne Norton & Heather DeLeon
T - Twerk; ‘TwerkTeam’ Mizz Twerksum & Lady Luscious
U - Ultimate: Shofu Tha Beatdown
V - Vogue Hands: Javier Madrid of the ‘House of Ninja’
W - Whine Ya’ Waist: Colleen Craig
X - Xpress Yourself: Ryan Heffington
Y - YMCA: Allison Chu
Z - Turf FeinZ: Gary Morgan aka Noh-justice, Donald Brooks aka Torch, Eric Bossett aka Kidd Strobe, Rayshawn Thompson aka Looney2smooth, Byron Vincent Sanders Jr. aka T7, Leon M. Williams aka Mann.
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Önceden bir tartışma sırasında biri bana demiştiki "Kürtçe'yi Türkçe ile bozmak istemiyorum"..bende dedimki "Kürtçe yokken Türkçe vardı..hem Türkçe'de x,w,q harfleri yokki..yani öz.. neyi neyle bozacaksın" 🐞🇹🇷
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