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Psalm 50:3
Our God shall come, and shall not keep silent;
A fire shall devour before Him,
And it shall be very tempestuous all around Him.
Psalm 94
Habakkuk chapter 1
O Lord, how long shall I cry,
And You will not hear?
Even cry out to You, “Violence!”
And You will not save.
3
Why do You show me iniquity,
And cause me to see [b]trouble?
For plundering and violence are before me;
There is strife, and contention arises.
4
Therefore the law is powerless,
And justice never goes forth.
For the wicked surround the righteous;
Therefore perverse judgment proceeds.
verses 5-17
Rev chapters 2 & 3)
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love.1 John 4:18
Prayer
Ephesians 3:14-21) Eph 1:17-23
My Blog
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Salacia Crown @ Pandora
Antler type crown decorated with pearls. Original Mesh, Resizable, 4 colours for horn and two for the pearl, shown in black.
(blonde avi)
Carnel Horns in Bone @ The Mainstore
Both avis wear outfits by Riot and shoes (with high feet) by Sibilla, Dark haired avi wearing collar, nails and rings by L'Emporio and hair by Magika
• Head: Genus - Classic
• Lips & Eyse: Suicidal Unborn - Tremere Vampire Eyes - Salem Event
• Eyebraws: Suicidal Unborn - Agnes Eyebrows Two-Tone
• Mummy Arms: PSYCHO:Byts - Nekhbet Mummy Arms - Salem Event
ich wollt ich wär ein Huhn, dann hätt ich nichts zu tun, ich legte jeden Tag ein Ei und Sonntags auch mal zwei😀
SERENDIPITOUSLY REFLECTED ...
Not staged, but found as it was and all I did was click. Mother Nature is the Artist and I am just an observer and capturer of a precious moment in time that was short-lived, but is eternal here, in my picture, preserved.
"I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."
- Nathaniel Hawthorne
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXBNlApwh0c
AUTUMN LEAVES – EVA CASSIDY
I fell in love with Autumn
from an early age
looking at the trembling leaves
leafing through my favourite page
a book of wisdom given to me
on a perfect Spring day on an early birthday
devouring all it had to tell
I gained knowledge through my childhood play
skipping through the rustling leaves
tousled hair tumbling in the breeze
jumping a stile to where the grass was greener
leaving behind what I found with ease
that life is the same beyond the fence
nothing much changes; I stayed the same
wide-eyed and innocent despite the bruises
I never looked for or sought to blame
and Autumn was bright and beautiful
I escaped my life in books and Fall
and when Winter shed it's icy beauty
I waited patiently for Spring and the Cuckoo's call
I remember woolly and itchy jumpers
too big for me; hand-me-downs
my sister was twice as big as me
I was the waif and stray from an unknown realm
with stick-thin legs and mittens on strings
a little puppet to Punch like Judy
with a broken arm like a broken wing
I flew in circles so dark and distant and deeply moody
but Nature taught me that life could be good
and enthralled me with it's imparted secrets
the gifts it gave me I treasure still
and especially in Autumn I never forget
to let live; let love and tomorrow will bring
the best the days have to offer
a brilliant blue sky with scudding white clouds
and Autumn fruit trees bend down and proffer
all of their bounty for it's ours for the taking
in repayment for all our good deeds
when we care for nature and thank God for our days
our pains will ease even though we still bleed
we are never given more than we can carry
I know this from experience; it is a fact
so God thinks I'm strong, so the least I can do
is repay all His kindness and make up for all I lack
for I am not perfect; I do not profess
to be anything other than I am
but God loves the most those who try their hardest
than those who take for granted and who don't give a damn
but He still loves us all; we are his children
and so he gifts us the beautiful Fall
a time of peace and quiet reflection
a change of the seasons
where we can find reasons
to improve all our chances;
to give it our all.
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ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ
ᴀ ʙɪɢ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙɪɢ, ʙɪɢ ᴘɪʟʟꜱ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴜʀɪᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ
ɪ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴇᴄᴋ
ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ
ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ
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Mask: Devoured Mask by Taisce (coming soon to Ota-Con SL)
Hair: Jisun by monso
Top: Sheer Corset Tops by Insomnia Angel
Backdrop: Stardust by Varonis
As he Walked the Halls of the Labryrinth Sanctum he was soon joined by one of his more faithful companions..A Three headed hound..A Cerberus he simply named Thrice. He was not as gigantic as the hounds that guarded realms..He was large mind you but a more stout hound ..The mage smiled and patted his heads one by one..then conjured a piece of meat..a hamhock..one of his favorite treats..A memory flashed as he fed each of Thrice's heads..How he found the beast..injured and then took him in..scared..vicious..he would lunge and lash at the mage..all trying not to harm or hurt the beast..when he found at one point ..the hound was obviously mistreated..abused..scared ..so with a desperate move The mage conjured a spell and created meat for him..offering the treat slowly..it snapped..and tried to fight if off each others heads..then the mage formed two more..for each maw..they ate and devoured..one after the other..until he could conjure no more..physically tired and his magic aura depleted..he knelt thinking it was going to be a fight..but then the beast came..and rested his heads one by one as a sign he trusted his new friend and soon to be master..the memory faded as he walked with him "You will meet the new apprentices..they will tend to you..and you will guard them..but do go easy..they cannot yet conjure your treats yet.."
The harsh reality of life on the Puget Sound.
Life brings death, death sustains life for others.
Eagles get right to business with dinner, he can wash his head later.
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the long-liv'd Phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets, And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time, To the wide world and all her fading sweets.......Shakespeare
Across cultures all over the globe, there are a few notable threads that seemingly connect us. Some qualities such as being able to read body language, our appreciation for good food, and our need to love and be loved just to name a few. Well, this cookie tin is one of those things. At some point in our lives did we probably stumble upon a tin similar to this one and, with bated breath, become giddy with the anticipation of devouring a morsel only to be met with a prick to our souls of finding out it's Grandma's sewing supplies. Well, fear no longer! With this new bento mesh, you'll have butter cookies for you and your loved ones until you're butter-cookied-out. Never have the disappointment of opening a mysterious tin and have your expectations crushed. Unless of course, you ate too many cookies and your pants happen to rip and you badly need a sewing kit then sorry, you're shit out of luck.
Anyway, from my Virtual Household to Yours; I hope you enjoy these decadent treats in all their ironic and delicious glory!
Find the (Luc.) Royal Linden Butter Cookies at the Anthem Event starting midnight August 3rd.
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Anthem/176/130/1114
Cheers!
~Lucas
Helsinki, Finland, 2022.
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Among other memories that I still have the most significant are the comics that I "devoured" when I was little and some school trophies.
Despite being the commonest and most widespread UK bird of prey, it was still a priviIege and thrill to get so close to this wild bird.
I had to fire shots off one at a time or in small bursts as the shutter noise was distracting this buzzard from devouring its pigeon.
It is quite large with broad, rounded wings, and a short neck and tail. When gliding and soaring it will often hold its wings in a shallow 'V' and the tail is fanned. Birds are variable in colour from all dark brown to much paler variations, all have dark wingtips and a finely barred tail. Their plaintive mewing call could be mistaken for a cat.
Photo credit: bdopekarreuche
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I'm not exactly sure what is happening here but I'm guessing that the spider (which is laying upside down and covered in what looks like webs) was killed by something else and the ants just took advantage of a free meal. Photographed in Maryland today.
"Roughly translated, the word ‘Wendigo’ means ‘the evil spirit that devours mankind’. Another translation, said to be made by a German explorer around 1860, equates the word ‘Wendigo’ with ‘cannibal’. Wendigoag are said to have an insatiable hunger for human flesh - no matter how much flesh they eat, they remain hungry.
This hunger is reflected in their appearance, which, according to some, is extremely thin. Despite their gaunt physiques, Wendigoag are described by some as giants, measuring at about 4.5 m (14.8 feet) in height. Whilst there are slight variations as to the physical description of this creature amongst the different Algonquian peoples, it is generally agreed that Wendigoag have glowing eyes, long yellowed fangs and long tongues. Most Wendigoag are also said to have sallow and yellowish skin, though others say that they are matted with hair or have decaying skin."
Featuring Tether hair from Exile and Neige horn headdress from Azoury!
Song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obxJkGORno0
Credits: Check out my blog!
Photo credit: bdopekarreuche
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Whether it be flesh or metal, all that satiates the great hunger burns alike.
Just a quickie made in a couple hours. I only used parts I had gotten from Bricks Cascade back in May. Nothing else!
Thank you Loafbuilds for the edit!