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[yourmoodboards-areonfiirree]

Edwin Payne, son of Dike

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[offensiveloveletters]

Rioted.

I was cursing yall. Yeah, I was cursing yall. Laying on my grandmothers floor after the air mattress she had just bought me had miraculously popped at night. Like the slash sling smasher could walk in and be ALL like slasher. Pop her fucking head in. The stupid little bitch had it ducking coming. Yea, I said ducking for Jospeh’s sake. My Joseph. I remember having that lightbulb of a eureka moment. I was like smash my pretty jfk’d face in why don’t cha? Wanting to ask if you wanna come inside and meet the misses? Will ya.... need I ask or mock you? I waited for a nic moment😎 I could easily and I laugh. Mutilate ya wholly and in the best of the best holy sense. Ya I’ll add and shiet. No name over here like yeah like shirts! Cause use that mother ducking panky collared shirt! Lol oh wow and it’s for girls. Shiet. Got! Damn📌 all autistic and krampused out of my mind. I like the idea but even that can go sour in a velvetta moment. Fudge it! What’s the point. Bosquez, Castillo. I sat in the tree like a maroon forever in my childhood. Honestly! I thought, how could I just sit there. But I did. Those flowers me there but robotically smashing them up to smiterines. I miss you. Those mornings and those holidays. My dresses and my love for still being able to see them in my mind. Soothing and heartbreaking. My life. My rules. Hahaha oh I’ll shut up but you do and yeah ima day bitch. I hated hearing girls from school say that. You should heard me inner self.

[himynameisgrapes]

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[drivelikeaminister]

Human Institutions

In the circles I frequent I am seeing a lot of pain recently.  Pain brought on by humans and our institutions.  One very specific example is in the United Methodist Church and its recent decision around homosexual activity and same sex marriage.  At their General Conference last month, members of this faith adopted several resolutions that affirmed an opposition of same sex marriage and gay clergy, and introduced new measures enforcement of these policies.  It is possible this will lead to a split in this major denomination and it is guaranteed this move has broken the hearts of many faithful people.

I could argue against this decision, but I don’t feel that is my place.  Nor would it come to much benefit except happiness in those who agree with me and anger in those don’t.  What I feel called to talk on is the issue of human institutions and constructions, which can be generalized past this specific example.  Whether you are enraged or overjoyed by the United Methodist Church’s decision, there are two things to remember: Namely, that this decision is the organization’s attempt to follow what they believe is correct and righteous.  Conversely, through this decision there are many people who are feeling hurt and betrayed.

I can relate to both of those responses.  I have had times when an organization or institution has held up what I thought to be correct, times when I felt validated and proud.  Like New Zealand’s new gun regulations after a horrendous shooting.  And I have definitely had times when an institution or group has gone against everything I hold dear, when I feel weak and betrayed.  Like the recent scandal about United States college admissions scam.

You may have had similar feelings, or opposite feelings, and that’s okay.  Agreement isn’t important, but similar experience is.  For I bet that you have had times when you felt supported or let down by an institution.  Take a moment to think about when you felt betrayed by an organization - loosing a job, policy enactment, unfair rule enforcement, passed over for recognition, decision or vote outcome, unnecessary hoops or “red tape”...  Let that sit with you for a moment.  And now think about a time you felt uplifted by an organization - a degree or certificate, job offer, vote outcome, policy enactment, special recognition...  Let that sit with you.

Here’s where I get theological: neither the lifting up nor the letting down make any impact on your value as a human being!  You don’t need any human organization to validate your existence, and just as likewise you are worthy even when organizations say otherwise.

There will be times of betrayal and there will be times of celebration.  And through it all, you are still the infinitely amazing and wonderful person you are.  Your value and worth comes not from human institutions, but from your own humanness and, dare I say it, your own divinity.  Your life is amazing and divine, no matter what any person or group of people say or do.  That’s what my message is - whether you are hurt by, uplifted by or indifferent to the United Methodist Church’s decision; whether you are hurt by other groups, you are still a holy and valuable person.

Remember this, human institutions come and go, their policies and decisions will come and go, but your worth will not.  You are beautiful.  You have worth and dignity.  You are worthy.  You are worthy of being loved.  You are worthy of belonging.

[shadcatmastered]

Vampire Kid x Human Law - Fanfiction - Gang Fights - Part 3

Law was almost nervous to left Kid alone in his apartment while he was in the shower. But when he came out of the bathroom, the redhead was lying on his couch watching TV while he tapped on his smartphone. Well, you had to say that all the old stories about vampires really belonged to the old days. If he had not bitten him in the night, Law would have thought that was all a trick. Maybe some drugs. But he had felt the evidence on his own body. Especially when Kid wrinkled his nose, as if a horrible stench were taking over the room as he sat down on the sofa next to him with a plate of spaghetti. The black-haired looked almost amused Kids expression. "Either you look like that because you do not like my new shower gel, or because you doubt my cooking skills." Kid looked almost surprised up from the phone, as if he had not noticed how much he wrinkled his nose. However, he laughed then the next moment. "No ...! It is certainly not the shower gel! Actually, you even smell really delicious ...!" Grinning, Kid spoke his words, coming so close that Law feared that he was about to bite a chunk out of him. And since Law had absolutely no desire to be bitten again, he lifted Kid instead of the plate spaghetti in the nose. "I have more if you want." Then there was again this slightly disgusted expression and Kid sat back down on his butt. Far away from Law's neck, whereupon the black-haired grinned. "Come on, it's not that bad." The redhead glanced at the spaghetti for a moment before grimacing and then shrugging. "Maybe not, but it smells bad." Law frowned on the question of whether vampires could then eat no more human food at all. This seemed very obvious to be the case. But somehow it amused him to see that he could possibly annoy Kid a bit. Actually, Law did not know why he was so relaxed. He had seen what Kid could be for a monster. But nothing reminded of the Kid next to him who reminded him of what had happened on the alley. To the cruel vampire who had torn the other apart with his bare hands. Law only now noticed that Kid wore other clothes than yesterday in the ally and was not dirty. He seriously wondered if he had moved somewhere fast while leaving him unconscious in the bar. ...which would somehow fit the redhead. When the black-haired had finished eating, he was already far too late to work. He would have to apologize to his colleague for being late. But he did not hurry on his way to work. He talked to Kid about some nonsense and when he reached the bar, he was in a great mood. Kid half turned to say goodbye to whatever vampires did all night before he spotted two men through the windows. Law also looked quite surprised. They had the same high tattoos as Kid, which could be seen right up to the neck. Were these two members of Kids gang? The redhead frowned before mumbling softly to himself: "What are they doing here?" The next moment he turned to Law and said with a grin: "Come, I'll accompany you in. You can buy me a drink." Kid winked, but Law saw exactly in his eyes reflections prevailed. Law wondered if he should be worried, but since Kid did not worry he was not. After all, the two vampires in the bar was after all members of Kids gang. And Kid had assured him that the members of his gang would do him no harm. As they entered, the eyes of the two vampires were immediately focused on them. They grinned when they saw Kid and there was nothing wrong in their eyes. Law was relieved. "Hey Kid, is that your new boyfriend? Marco and Gary have already told eeeveryyyonnne why you did not show your ass up all night. But love does not seem that big when he can walk so easy in here today.” He cackled and Law watched his long dark brown hair fall into his face. He may have been 30 years old. But much of his hair and tattoos showed that he used to belong to the punk scene. The man sitting next to him was younger, maybe as old as Kid, with short-cropped blond hair and a wide grin on the face. He was wearing ripped jeans and a dirty shirt. Very old clothes. Kid rolled his eyes, but he grinned as well. "How sweet that you miss me so much that you even come to pick me up." The redhead kinda ignored Law as he sat down at the table with his two gang members. Actually, the black-haired was even glad about it. He replaced his colleague, who gave him a very angry look, as he went to the well-deserved closing time. Law scratched the back of his head. He had to think about a good apology. But just now he was just glad that the normal evening could begin. He served the customers and showed his best side. Even if he always looked back at Kid out of the corner of his eye. In the beginning it looked like normal banter. But when Law looked back after a while, he almost got a little scared. The former punk told Kid something in a haunting voice. He spoke so softly that not a single word was heard, but Law saw how Kids face changed. The redhead's eyes lit with excitement. Excitement and bloodlust. He started to grin and the other two wore the same grin. ...it was a scary grin. Law also noticed several guests looking at the bar and also how the first got up and left. Law had often seen a gang fumble each other before they pulled the knives and then mowed into the darkness. It was always a mood that said the end of blood and here it was the same. Only Law now also knew that it was not just normal gang members, but also dead-bringing monsters. He felt his heart beat faster. Kid really had two faces. This funny, lovely face he showed Law. But also this. The murderous face of a street gang member. He suddenly wondered how many people Kid had killed. Not just as a vampire, but also before. He wondered what life Kid had behind him and what he would still have in front of him. The vampires got up and walked to the entrance. They all had the same dangerous sparkle in their eyes. The glitter of the predators. Kid was the last person to go to the door and then turned once more to Law. He waved him slightly and winked as his lips said silently, 'See you later.' Law did not return the smile. He stared at Kid in horror. But he did not seem to mind when he just walked out the door. That's when Law knew he could not get closer to Kid. Not only because he was so scared of the world of vampires, or the world of street gangs, but because he just could not tell when Kid was showing his other face. When he should decide not to be nice to him anymore. But to kill him. The thought alone made Law feel sick. What should he do? A few hours ago, Kid's idea of being a drinker from time to time did not seem to be that bad, but now Law could not imagine anything worse. But if he did not, the vampires would kill him under any circumstances. Law buried his face in his hands and took a deep breath as he poured himself a glass. There were only a few customers in the bar. But these customers also wanted to be served. So Law tried to concentrate only on the work. He looked at the clock again and again. He was getting tired and exhausted. The night on the wooden floor had probably not been as relaxing as he had hoped. He had to sleep badly. ...then he probably would not go to class tomorrow morning. He should really go. He does not have that much time left until the final exams. Law sighed. What should he do with Kid? The rest of the working night went uneventfully. No vampires, no fights. Only a few customers and a lot of alcohol Law had to settle for himself. Just as he was about to raise the chairs and close the bar, Kid came in. "Hello my sweetheart~!" Law regarded him suspiciously. But the redhead had neither bloodstains nor ripped clothes. His clothes was just a bit dirty. But he seemed to be in a good mood. He sat down on the stool and grinned at Law. But Law was not grinning, he was tired and had a headache. "Where were you?" Without a word of welcome, Law asked his question and rubbed his temples with his fingertips. Did he really want to know? Kid paused for a moment over his bad temper, but before then a nearly proud grin crossed his lips: "We have taken new territory! A damned tobacco factory out in the harbor everyone thought was empty. But yesterday it was put back in operation and that's why we were all there tonight. Seth and Phex and oh boy, we won!" Kids voice sounded really excited and Law did not know why, but he felt a little reassured. It sounded like a bloodbath, after all, but at least no humans seemed to be affected. In fact, the redhead grabbed a glass over the counter and seemed to be in the best mood for chatting. But Law gently put his hand on his before he could reach the glass. "I'm sorry Kid, but could you just bring me home? I have a headache and I'm damn tired." Disappointment crossed the redhead's face, but he tried to cover it with a smile. "You sound like a woman who does not feel like having sex." At the shallow joke Law chuckled and pulled on his jacket as he switched off the lights and locked the bar. "Maybe we men should think for once that it could not be excuses, just the truth." Kid brought him home. He told a lot about how they had conquered this tobacco factory, but he never said why they did it in the first place. It probably was just part of street gangs that divided the city into different territories. By the way, Kid said that the bar was Seth territory in the beginning, but he had persuaded his gang until they had fought for the bar. With a wink Kid had meant that he had done that only for him. He could not bear the thought of anyone putting their hands on Law. ... in fact, Law had to say that that flattered him. Especially because he somehow saw in Kids eyes that it was the truth. He smiled about it. When he arrived at his apartment, Law wanted to say goodbye to the redhead at the door. However, he stopped in the doorway and Law looked questioningly at him. Kid worried that he might even be attacked in his own apartment? But Kid seemed to think of something else. He tried a grin, but it was more of an apology. "Now without a joke or anything: I'm hungry." Law's mouth widened as he understood what Kid was trying to say. And he looked at Kid urgently to see if that was one of his flirting jokes, or if he was serious. But the redhead really seemed serious. "You already drank yesterday!" The black-haired, who had still not decided if he liked to be a living blood-bag, spoke his words almost frightened, whereupon Kid folded his arms and raised an eyebrow in amusement. "That's the same as me saying: You ate something yesterday, and today you want something again?" Good, that was true again. Still, Law felt his heart beating fast and he was still standing in the doorway with Kid. He was not only afraid of the pain, but rather the feeling of it. That feeling like an orgasm... that feeling as if he had completely succumbed to Kid. He had decided today that he did not want to get closer to him... The redhead, however, seemed to completely misunderstand his hesitation. He grimaced and then said: "I'm really sorry about yesterday. I do not actually drink so much that you faint. Rather so little that you will barely notice it. But if I drink from someone else, then I will not smell for you anymore and you will be outlawed. I do not think you really want that?" The black-haired man opened his mouth to say something. He did not even know if he wanted to protest, or rather sought an excuse ...but in the end he had no choice, right? He opened his door and let the redhead in with a sigh. He tried a crooked smile. "After all, I can sleep in my bed this time if you overdo it. And not on the dirty floor of a bar." Then Kid giggled and closed the door behind him. Law felt his heart beat faster as he saw the redhead licking his lips and then exposing the white fangs. "Do not worry, I'm very careful with you today." Kids words felt inviting. Law looked into the golden eyes and felt almost mesmerized. Could vampires do that? As in the old legends ...? Kid put his hands on Law's hip and pushed him directly against the wall from the entryway. He came close to him and Law felt his body heat was almost gone. Kid was almost cold again. The redhead grinned seductively as he approached. Law thought for a moment that Kid would kiss him. But he pulled his mouth past Law's lips. Instead, he went straight to his neck and Law shuddered. Especially as he felt how infinitely careful Kid kissed his neck. He wanted to make a joke to complain about, since they were not a couple after all. But he could not. He tried to suppress it, but he was scared. "Relax yourself. I like you to much to hurt you. " The redhead spoke his words softly. Murmuring, gentle, and Law felt like he was really relaxing. And that was when Kid opened his mouth again, and a second later Law felt that terrible pain again. He squinted and tried not to twitch as the sharp fangs tore his skin and penetrated deep into his flesh, causing the blood to run out. He heard Kid moaning in pleasure, then came closer to him as he started to drink. Law's eyes narrowed in pain. But then it came. This feeling ...that infinitely good feeling. This beautiful orgasm that made his pants hard and his body weak. The black-haired groaned. He groaned as he wrapped his arms around Kid's neck and put his hand in his head to push his head deeper into his neck. He wanted to feel more of it! To the delight of the black-haired he could feel, as well as Kids cock had become hard. He pressed firmly against Law's lower abdomen and he was hanging in his arms. At least until Kid finished his drink. He moaned one last time against his skin and then pulled back his teeth, whereupon Law made protesting sounds. He wanted more... Kid licked the bite until every drop of blood had disappeared and then raised his head. Law looked at him, overcast and yearning. Well, if Kid stopped that then... He leaned over and wanted to kiss Kid. If he did not want to give him that feeling, then he should just give him another orgasm… an even more beautiful orgasm...! The black-haired man opened his lips groaning and he saw Kid looking at him as well. But before he could kiss him ...the redhead turned his head away and took a step back. Law could hardly believe it. Why? "Oh no, that's as bad as luring a drunk to bed, that's not my style." Even though Law saw in Kids' eyes that he already hated himself for his restraint. "When you're sober again, sweetie." Kid winked at Law, who could not say a single word perplexed. He just watched as Kid disappeared out of the door, heard his footsteps go downstairs. ... now he was actually dumped. Law became red on the cheeks with embarrassment. But he was still too much dazed by the bite to really worry about it. He lurched into the living room and opened his pants. Well, if Kid did not want to, then he would just lend a hand... But he could hear something from him tomorrow...! What neither Law nor Kid knew at the time was that two Seth secretly watched Kid leave Laws apartment. With the smell of fresh human blood on himself. "Look... the fucking Phex has a pet." One of them muttered his comment viciously, whereupon a dark woman's voice said also viciously: "It would be a shame if something happened to the little pet, don’t you think...?" They both laughed and watched the redhead vanish around the corner.

written by Shadcatmastered

Here can you find Part 1 and Part 2

[himynameisgrapes]

Kill me already.

My head feels spectacular. I could die. The next second, I’m shivering under some spell. So easy and playful. I’m laying on the floor and praising. Shooting away anything other than. I need to stay positive and yet you all crumble. I’m thinking and pouting at your decisions. What you all hone in on and let your set down waiting. Like me, and like before I ever existed. Then my spasms and mind rattling conflict with my goal. Oh well, good game? Good lord knows I’m not playing. Next life? Oh dear! Oh bother. I’m just a silly old bear with a Christopher Robin without the placid lake. I’m bouncing around like tiger and making my rabbit want to cry. Go away! Just go away! I bite my lip in vain but not in his dishonor. Disapproval... it hurts. He loves us. Uh... love.

[himynameisgrapes]

Sucks being the chosen one.

My step father’s memory in my mind of him dances. He only scolded me once but i remembered. I looked at the dry erase bored and stared at what I had written to get scolded in the first place. What about it?!, I though quickly but Dad said it was inappropriate and to never write that word especially about my brother even again. Yep, if you didn’t guess already what was written in dry erase marker it was, “Joey Sucks!” I’m just glad I didn’t write big balls because I probably would’ve gotten grounded. I’m that that disrespectful...

Dad was right though. As an adult today... I’d agree but then even though I didn’t argue i still felt like that was silly to get scolded over. Sucks really isn’t that bad like I wonder if he would’ve gotten mad if I put Joey is lame. Idk but overall I shouldn’t be doing that anyways. Ya know? Yeah, it’s funny and get people together to do something....... If only I had studied more and retired to fit in less. Ugh, it would definitely help in my complex and high caliber life and personality. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha now my abusive lifestyle still seems like I owned you all at one point. You’re bad and I’ve lived too long from them to eat your shit some moi. I mean whatever. I could say I’m just a bum or a criminologist. But I’m not! I’m not even gonna flaunt my mothering skills. Yeah that’s right you demon like that shit up. You godly po folk in wisdom and yeah don’t elevate too far up on that pedalstal. You lack the will to continue when someone makes more errors than you. That’s where you end up and if now your hopelessly devoted like me. I’d say we because I’m not a pig headed leader. I say leader because I know my weakness come from holy good. There is nothing wrong with me and if I say it’s you or y’all. You know better or you’re way too “young”.

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Μιχαήλ Μπακούνιν - 1871 - Τι είναι η Αυθεντία;

Μιχαήλ Μπακούνιν – Τι είναι η Αυθεντία; Γράφτηκε: 1871· Διαδικτυακή Έκδοση: marxists.org 1999 Μετάφραση του: Mikhail Bakunin – What is Authority? Τι είναι η αυθεντία; Είναι η αναπόφευκτη δύναμη των φυσικών νόμων που εκδηλώνεται στην αναγκαία σύνδεση και διαδοχή των φαινομένων στον φυσικό και κοινωνικό κόσμο; Πράγματι, εναντίον αυτών των νόμων η εξέγερση όχι μόνο απαγορεύεται – είναι ακόμη και…