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Dame Ordinal Malaprop, famed not only for her whimsical weapons and defensive gear (the bee gun, the hatpin, the personal ban-line, the grid-crash protection box... [really, I could go on and on]) but also for her wit, and feats of derring-do across the grids, and Miss Hyasynth Tiramsu, the creative breath of fresh air that drives Silent Sparrow (please note the cuttlefish) will shed new light to the meaning and importance - nay, necessity - of Whimsy in these our times.
✿ Aether Currents hunting with Gogo'bobo the Chocobo and Emerald Carbuncle
✿ Sothwatch, The High Bank, The Lochs, Gyr Abania, Eorzea
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The face that Ike is hitting this move on himself is very deep and profound. Also, the move happens to make Diddy Kong look like a gangsta.
"either, ether, aether, either (the noise you make when you sleep)"
Acrylic, acrylic latex, canvas, wood
48x48 inches
2007
n the midst of man’s soul, his consciousness, exists two paths. One leads to the resurrection of life, and a oneness with the Father. The other is the path besieged with good, and evil, chaos, and confusion and this path called darkness, leads to everlasting destruction. No other paths exists upon which man can travel. You are either seeking after the Father to obtain life, or you are on the path to utter destruction, and this path is wide, for it is crowded.
Though many walk this path there is still hope for an awakening to the word of Truth, which alone does set one free, and set their feet, like Paul, on the path called straight. Paul once walked this path, and believed his actions right, as he was a persecutor of the early believers, then he had his encounter with the light of the world, on his way to Damascus and his life did change. Likewise today, many walk the path called darkness, knowing not, they see not, and hear not, for their ways are the ways of the world, even their religion, and they enter not the Kingdom of Heaven.
Explain yourself, you say. Remember the parable of the Sower, let him who walked on water, raised the dead, and made the blind see, let him explain, and I be silent.
The Kingdom of Heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field. But while man SLEPT (Mentally unguarded), his enemy came and sowed tares(false doctrine) among the wheat, and went his way. But when the blades was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also. So the servants of the householder came and said to him, “Sir, didn’t not thou sow good seed in the field?” “From whence then has it tares?” He said, “An enemy hath done this”. The servant said unto him, “Wilt thou then that we go and gather them up?” But he said, ‘Nay, lest while you gather up the tares , you root up also the wheat with them.””
Let both grow together until the harvest, and in the time of harvest, I will say to the reapers, “Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them, but gather the wheat into my barn.”
Pay close attention to these words spoken by the Master, “Let both grow together!” In the realm of that which is called religion, you have the tares and the wheat growing together. Many therefore, by reason of accepting the teachings that bring forth darkness, walk along the path crowded and wide. But to them come the voice of the Father saying, “This is my beloved Son, hear ye him.”
But few are they who seek ye first the kingdom of Heaven, who walk a narrow, barely occupied path, who hear the Father’s voice saying, “Well done, my good and faithful servant.”
For the time is soon approaching when the Son of Man shall send forth his Angels, and they shall gather out of his kingdom all things that offend, and them which do iniquity, and shall cast them into a furnace of fire, there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth. But the wheat shall be gathered into his barn.
Who is awake, who has understanding, are the signs not seen? Do these words mean nothing, “In the last days, iniquity will abound,” or shall you blindly be counted among the lost?
What then you say is this Wheat-path that leads to life? It is the resurrection of the spiritual man into a direct communication with the Father. It is the path of thought within in complete obedience too, “It is written.” It is the return to the time in the garden before the fall when The Father spoke directly to his children. It is the following after Yahushua, through obedience to his words. Did he not say, “If you abide in me and my words abide in you…” Did he not say, “How can you say you love me and do not the things that I say?” It is the training of your minds to think and do like unto the Messiah. Have you not read, “Let this mind be in you that was also in Messiah Yahushua.”
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Charge it up and be prepared to rain down a hail of pure aether upon your enemies. With the "Wix Aether Turbine", you can now wield the power of full sized air ship's cannons in the palm of your hand. Finished in patina'd copper, tarnished brass, and black.
Imam Ali [the Fourth Caliph] said, ‘If I could explain the meaning of the Naming, camels couldn’t bear its weight.’
Now, about why our prayers aren’t accepted:
During the period of his caliphate, the chieftain of a tribe becomes a Muslim. He trusts in his knowledge, he wants to visit Ali. He gets on his camel and comes over. He goes, it’s a shack. Omar and Othman were like that, too.
Ali sends him to a rich place for the night. He comes back the next morning. He bothers Ali for four or five days. ‘I’m the leader of such-and-such a tribe,’ he says. ‘I’m very rich, I want to get richer. Give me some advice.’
Ali takes him to where mud bricks are being made. ‘What is this?’ ‘It’s mud, it’s earth.’ He places his hand on one: ‘How rich are you?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘Here you are. This mud brick is ten times what you’re worth.’
He takes it, the mud brick has become gold! ‘This is so many carats of gold. Take it and have it measured, they won’t be able to name its price. This is mud from the soil of Ali.’
Before he goes, he asks: ‘Ali, how did you turn this earth into gold?’ ‘The Chapter of Sincerity.’ ‘Repeat it, repeat it,’ he wrote it down. ‘Say: God is One,’ he doesn’t know that yet.
He doesn’t say, ‘He made gold out of mud,’ he says, ‘He gave me a gold brick.’ His wife is happy, they’re so rich. He goes and gathers his tribe. He has thousands of mud bricks made. His greed is insatiable.
The mud bricks dry. He takes five bricks and comes to his room. He places three pieces on this side, two on that, he recites ‘Say: God is One’ on them all night long. In the morning he looks, it’s still the same mud. Twenty days, a month, no change.
He places two bricks on the camel’s saddle and goes straight to Ali.
‘I’ve learned it, I’ve been reciting for a month. Nothing happens. Could the soil be bad?’
Ali smiles. ‘I recited ‘Say: God is One’ in place of the Greatest Name prayer. God accepted it. I gave you the prayer and I gave you the brick, but I didn’t give you this mouth or this tongue.’
‘The solution?’
‘Go, stop eating your daily food, distribute the rest to the tribe in God’s way. Give all your wealth to the poor tomorrow, and you’ll make gold out of mud.’
‘Ali, forgive me, I can’t do that. How can I?’
‘Then the mud won’t become gold.’
‘Perhaps another brick? …’
‘Go on, this is enough for you.’
Every prayer is the prayer of the Greatest Name, as long as the tongue is straightened, the tongue, the tongue. This body must become the Greatest Name, it must accept it. Let’s work until we find it. Aha!
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Mr B The Gentleman Rhymer, the inventor of Chap-hop, performs at Aether and Echo, Belfast, 7 June 2014.
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Charge it up and be prepared to rain down a hail of pure aether upon your enemies. With the "Wix Aether Turbine", you can now wield the power of full sized air ship's cannons in the palm of your hand. Finished in patina'd copper, tarnished brass, and black.
Forgot my camera was set to manual 15 second exposure from the prior night when a salamander fell on me and I grabbed it to take a picture. Somehow I was able to recover this from turning the exposure down as much as I could in Lightroom.
From 13 December 2012 to 15 February 2013 a flotilla of 300 illuminated floating ‘paper boats’, will sailed into Canary Wharf’s Middle Dock.
The beautiful boats were lit from within by ever-changing patterns of different colours, altered from the mobile phones of passers-by.
Charge it up and be prepared to rain down a hail of pure aether upon your enemies. With the "Wix Aether Turbine", you can now wield the power of full sized air ship's cannons in the palm of your hand. Finished in patina'd copper, tarnished brass, and black.
I thought, as Kevin Mowrer describes Aether as a Lifeforce/energy, which can be harvested and used, it might be possible, to use it for multiple purposes and probably, as energy can be usually converted into a different state of matter, also in a liquid form.
The idea was that bullets filled with this liquid-aether releases their energy on impact in a massive burst, causing a lethal "overdose of life" when hitting living beings.
So it would be a deadly weapon with no material collateral damage.
In streetslang, it is also known as "paradise-shot", as the hit target experiences for a splitsecond the immense joy of pure life, before the organism collapses overwhelmed by this force, dying through shock.
I thought instead of always trying to find a more horrible, messy and painful way of killing, it would be nice for once following the philosophy, if you have to kill, do it as painless and comfortable as possible.
As the Joker said: if you have to go, go with a smile... ;)
The early birds incl Linn Darkwatch, Wildstar Beaumont and captain OldeSoul
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