#calandra

[majormeilani]

that one meme redraw thing except with characters from sunshine lol.

[claudiosuenaga]

Artigo de Cláudio Suenaga publicado no boletim UFO-Informe nº 187, de abril de 2023: Summa Daemoniaca, o tratado de demonologia e manual de exorcistas do Padre José Antonio Fortea

Por Cláudio Suenaga

Por indicação do amigo Nilson Souza (a quem muito agradeço) é que fui ler o Summa Daemoniaca (título em latim que se traduz como Suma de questões relativas ao demônio), o tratado de demonologia e manual de exorcistas escrito pelo padre exorcista José Antonio Fortea Cucurull, nascido em Barbastro, nordeste de Espanha, em 11 de outubro de 1968. A edição em português que Nilson me presentou foi a da editora Palavra & Prece (São Paulo, 2010).

Falar sobre o livro não acrescerá muito, e o melhor mesmo é que ele seja lido diretamente, sem intermediários.

De qualquer forma, para os que jamais irão ler por falta de tempo ou outras preferências, escrevi uma matéria a respeito que foi publicada na última edição do boletim UFO-Informe editado pelo meu amigo Alexandre Calandra do GPU, que você pode continuar a lê-la abaixo:

Calandra também traduz a pertinente reportagem "Aliens are 'demons' created by evil powers to feed on human passions, say scholars" ("Aliens são 'demônios' criados por poderes malignos para se alimentar das paixões mundanas, dizem estudiosos"), publicado no britânico Mirror, sobre as assunções do teólogo católico Paul Thigpen, para quem as abduções alienígenas têm paralelos com pessoas que dizem ter encontrado demônios. Confira:

Aqui a matéria original do Mirror:

Aliens are 'demons' sent by evil powers, religious experts claim

Catholic theologian Dr Paul Thigpen claims that although he believes aliens are demons, which have been called 'corrupt and degenerate', the

Devo agradecer também ao Calandra pela gentil divulgação que fez do lançamento do meu primeiro livro em espanhol, o Encuentros cercanos de todo tipo. El caso Villas Boas y otras abducciones íntimas, publicado pela editora Coliseo Sentosa e que pode ser adquirida na Amazon.

Mais informações sobre o livro e outras possibilidades de compra podem ser encontradas no blog da Coliseo Sentosa, do editor Diego Zúñiga:

Encuentros cercanos de todo tipo. El caso Villas Boas y otras abducciones íntimas

Sitio web de la editorial Coliseo Sentosa

Amazon.com (envios a todo o mundo desde os EUA):

Amazon.com: Encuentros cercanos de todo tipo: El caso Villas Boas y otras abducciones íntimas (Spanish Edition): 9798378086948: Suenaga, Clá

Amazon.es (envios a todo o mundo desde a Espanha): https://amzn.to/3LlMtBn Amazon.co.uk (envios dentro do Reino Unido): https://www.amazon.co.uk/-/es/Cl%C3%A1udio-Tsuyoshi-Suenaga/dp/B0BW344XF1/ Amazon.de (envios dentro da Alemanha): https://www.amazon.de/-/es/Cl%C3%A1udio-Tsuyoshi-Suenaga/dp/B0BW344XF1/ Amazon.fr (envios dentro da França): https://www.amazon.fr/-/es/Cl%C3%A1udio-Tsuyoshi-Suenaga/dp/B0BW344XF1/ Amazon.it (envios dentro da Itália): https://www.amazon.it/-/es/Cl%C3%A1udio-Tsuyoshi-Suenaga/dp/B0BW344XF1/ Amazon.co.jp (envios dentro do Japão): https://www.amazon.co.jp/-/es/Cl%C3%A1udio-Tsuyoshi-Suenaga/dp/B0BW344XF1/

Mercado Libre:

Libro De Ovnis Encuentros Cercanos De Todo Tipo - $ 15.980

TENEMOS STOCK / ENVIAMOS A TODO CHILE / LIBROS NUEVOSDisponibilidad inmediata, sin largas esperas. Ensayo del historiador brasileño Cláudio

Visite o site oficial do GPU (Grupo de Pesquisas Ufológicas) e fique por dentro do lançamento do livro digital de Alexandre Calandra, Agenda OVNIs Brasil: Descortinando os Segredos:

Site do Grupo de Pesquisas Ufológicas, GPU, fundado em 10 de abril de 1989 por Alexandre Calandra

[oyeedraw]

HC that Balzael is very meticulous and neat in what he does, but also a secret goober. And Calandra has the braincell of her class.

BalzaelMeticulous, yes, neat? In result and work process absolutely, in work space… not so much. Balzael’s secret goober level directly relates to his comfort level with certain people. The higher it is the more he goobs. Lower levels recieve either a professional facade or bastard goose. No inbetween. (Him being professional or an insufferable ass is another story) CalandraThis is 100% true. Cal’s class however has another braincell, who also keeps shit in check, but they have yet to take the lime light and have more screen time.

[mikiyochii]

Face up commission on Asleep Eidolon Calandra~

[takaraphoenix]

Calandra is nice but i kinda feel like u missed out on naming her Candace, could’ve kept the C trend between the family and who’s a more dynamic duo than the twins Candy and Sandy, since y’know his name is Sander and idk i just think about this a lot

First of all: Candy is a stripper name. *wiggles nose* Clarisse would not name her daughter that.

Also, the nickname Sander only came… later. Originally, in the first stories I wrote about him, his nickname was always Chrys. Sander was something that only happened during Chasing Fireflies. So that’d have needed some serious foresight on my part to predict what nickname he’d have later on! xD

And thirdly, I chose the name Calandra because it also meants “beautiful” and in a way Clarisse chose the name to honor Silena who always claimed that Clarisse would have a beautiful daughter one day and whenever Clarisse would be totally in over her head with the “girly stuff”, Silena would help out and help her god-daughter pick out a prom dress and do her hair and things like that.

[jadedragons]

Intent

Pt 1 | Part Two

Iarere wakes to pressing darkness. His ears twitch as he takes in the silence of the room; Ryu is gone.

It’s not unusual, really. She was not at all social, and it wasn’t a surprise that she’d wanted to sneak out before everyone else awoke.

        Iarere shifted in the blink of an eye, claws retracting in as he prepared to lift himself off his mat. It was only then, however, that he noticed the piercing headache he possessed.

        It was a distantly familiar pain, all too reminiscent of the days when his Caster power was first manifesting, and then once more afterwards, when he had been getting used to Ryu’s presence in his dreams, right along with the oppressing darkness she occasionally brought with her.

        “It’s common,” Ryu had told him. Iarere had tried to convince himself that the annoyance in her tone was imagined. “You’ll get over it once you’re powerful enough.”

        “You got them too?” Iarere had asked.

        “A long time ago,” Ryu had replied. And that had been the end of that conversation.

        Now, like then, Iarere shook the pain away. Now, like then, he had more important things to focus on. Especially since he could now hear Pythios moving around just outside.

        He gathered himself quickly enough, strapping his staff to his back as he made his way out of the small corner room Pythios and Chalah had been kind enough to let he and Ryu use. He knew if he turned his head to the left, he would see Chalah’s slumbering form, either gigantic or truly tiny, depending on whether he’d chosen his original or shifted form to sleep in that night. On the other hand, he could see Pythios’ slim shoulders directly in front of him.

        Pythios, unlike Chalah and Ryu, could easily look him in the eye when they were in their shifted forms. Iarere was unsure if he would consider either of Pythios or himself wildly tall in their shifted forms, but a slightly sour Chalah and Ryu had informed them that they definitely would.

        Now Pythios was leaning over the cache of herbs he kept, while Calandra slept on in one of his clinic's cots.

        Through his time as a healer, Iarere had been through many disappointing experiences. Patients who never fully recovered. Patients who died. And yet, Calandra had topped all of them in terms of sheer frustration. It had, Iarere was sure, something to do with the fact of her power. Her mind, her dreamscapes, and the spirits that hovered around and in it were like a third sun beaming down on him whenever he sunk into the dream world. It was impossible to ignore and so was she.

        “Eldan will be here soon,” Pythios said, without taking his eyes off his work. It was what he said everyday, as if Iarere wasn’t familiar with Eldan’s daily ritual by now. In fact, he was as aware of it as he was of Pythios’ next question. “Is Ryu here?”

        Iarere didn’t bother to hide his sigh. Eldan had taken an immense disliking to Ryu quite quickly. It was not undeservedly, though. Ryu had long seemed to harbor a distaste for Calandra. She refused to even get close to her and frequently eyed her as if she were a hydra. It took only moments of Eldan watching her do so to decide he disliked her and only a few moments after that for Ryu to decide that Eldan’s dislike of her amused her to no end. So, occasionally, when Ryu did feel like social situations were worth stomaching, she would loom in the corner of the room to quietly antagonize Eldan as much as possible.

        “She’s not,” Iarere said. “I don’t know where she went.”

        “You’re not worried, are you?” Pythios asked, his large earrings jingling as he turned around.

        “No,” Iarere said, and from the look on Pythios’ face, he could hear Iarere’s lie as easily as Iarere could taste in on his tongue.

        Eldan’s footsteps echoed outside the clinic and Iarere slid his staff from his shoulders and worried the worn wood under his hands as he moved quickly over to Calandra’s side. Eldan glanced suspiciously around the room before he entered slowly and hurried to Calandra’s side.

        “She’s the same,” Pythios said

Eldan’s face twisted into an ugly expression of pain, anger, and desperation and Iarere looked away. “She hasn’t done anything?”

“No,” Pythios said gently. “Iarere believes her mind was overloaded with Spirit power while she was performing the necessary ritual.” Iarere tried to ignore the glare Eldan shot him. “She’s physically healthy and seemingly stable. This coma is likely something her brain cooked up to allow her to rest while it deals with all the extra energy.”

“You think,” Eldan added on, under his breath. Pythios ignored him. Eldan’s lip curled at Pythios’ silence and he kicked the chair out so it made a piercing scrapping sound against the floor. He sat in it with a loud thump and Iarere couldn’t help but marvel at how childish Eldan looked as he then crossed his arms high up on his chest.

Pythios had started to wander off about half way through Eldan’s display. Iarere had never seen Pythios roll his eyes before, but he was entirely sure this was his way of doing so. Iarere pulled his gaze off the sulking Eldan and hurried after Pythios.

“He’s worried about her,” Pythios said softly when Iarere came to his side.

Iarere blinked. “I know.”

There was a beat of silence, and though Pythios didn’t look at him, he did cock his head ever so slightly as he asked, “how would you feel if it were Ryu?”

Iarere stared at him. He knew Pythios would never be intentially cruel. It simply wasn’t in his heart. He wouldn’t have asked that if he thought thinking about it would truly pain him. And, so, he must think it might not.

Did it? It shouldn’t. Ryu was the anthesis to what Iarere stood for. He was a healer. She was a murderer and a monster and worse. And she had never been particularly nice to him besides.

And yet his chest ached at the very thought.

Iarere could feel Pythios’ gaze on the side of his face now. The other did not speak again, but he made a humming noise, low and in the back of his throat. Iarere couldn’t tell what it meant, but it still made tears burn in the corners of his eyes.

And it hurt enough that Iarere failed to realize his headache had only become worse.

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[majormeilani]

we were born to be together ! torn apart ! torn apart !

[majormeilani]

daughter.