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Death, Resurrection Power and Revival (1) (audio) David Eells, 6/14/26 Coming Baptism of Death Unto Life Pearl Harbor James Kehrli (David's notes in red) In December of 1984, about a week after I purchased an old 1940 Cadillac sedan, I was driving around thinking about times gone by, particularly the time before and during World War II. Suddenly I heard the Lord say to me, very softly, “It's 1940 and Pearl Harbor is coming up for the Church”. I thought about betrayal, warfare, death and awakening! I prayed to the Lord about it and He began to reveal to me more about Pearl Harbor. He reminded me of a scene from the film Tora Tora Tora in which one of the Japanese military leaders remarked, after their attack on Pearl Harbor, “I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and fill him with a terrible resolve”. I thought about the Church finally waking up to her true condition. I thought about the terrible price our country paid in the 1940's to wake up to the realities of the world political situation. The price was human life, suffering, and destruction. But we did wake up. I thought about December 8, 1941, when we declared war against the Axis powers. Before that time, we were sending arms, supplies and money to our allies, but we were not sending men to help fight. We watched China, the Pacific Islands, France and much of Europe fall to Germany, Italy, and Japan, but we were not personally affected so we did not enter the warfare. It took a catastrophic event to wake us up. (His reference to waking up a sleeping giant reminds me of Tommy Hicks' End Time Vision and it becomes millions of people all over the world.) I prayed about and meditated on what I had heard until May of 1985, when I again heard from God during a baptismal service in our Church. The person to be baptized was an older lady who was quite concerned, even a little frightened, about being fully immersed. But she, after fifty years of disobedience and rebellion against God, desired to be baptized for the first time. Right before I was going to enter the water with her, a message in tongues came forth from my wife. The Lord gave me the interpretation by means of the following vision. This vision describes a future time of great hardship and great blessing for the Body of Christ. He showed me a deep harbor with blue-green water that was clear and calm. There was a Person in the water. This Person was not swimming or standing, but just floating in an upright position. He was motionless, like a sailing ship listing in a windless sea. Many Japanese Zero aircraft came in from the east and proceeded to dive-bomb and strafe the body in the water and the body began to slowly sink. Eventually, the body was entirely under the water. As he went down, I could see that there were many little people on this Body. As this Body sank deeper into the water, many of these small people jumped off just before they were about to enter the water. There were thousands of people jumping off and swimming away from this slow but steadily sinking Body. Some of these people jumped onto beds, which the Lord made clear to me were beds of adultery, and floated away, off to the left. Others jumped onto whiskey bottles and paddled away; still others jumped on books, while others swam off on their own strength. All of the people were floating, swimming or paddling in the same direction. I looked over in that direction, which was to my left, and I saw an extremely beautiful, gigantic woman, with skin and clothing of a deep reddish purple hue, standing solidly on the harbor floor. She stretched out her arms toward the sinking Body and got the attention of many as she very sweetly, seductively, and sincerely called out, “Come unto me all ye that are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you WHAT YOU WANT!” (As we know, God separates His people, and the tares and goats go to the left, as in this vision. This is the Great Harlot of Rev 17:1-5 And there came one of the seven angels that had the seven bowls, and spake with me, saying, Come hither, I will show thee the judgment of the great harlot that sitteth upon many waters; 2 with whom the kings of the earth committed fornication, and they that dwell in the earth were made drunken with the wine of her fornication. 3 And he carried me away in the Spirit into a wilderness: and I saw a woman sitting upon a scarlet-colored beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns. 4 And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet, and decked with gold and precious stone and pearls, having in her hand a golden cup full of abominations, even the unclean things of her fornication, 5 and upon her forehead a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF THE HARLOTS AND OF THE ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH.) The people who were jumping off were in a panic, like rats leaving a sinking ship. Some scurried to higher ground on the Body, going from the shoulders to the ears and finally jumping off the top of the head right before it went under. It was clear that THEY DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE THIS BODY, but it was equally clear that they were not going down under the water with it either. The Body was now completely under the water, sinking steadily toward the bottom. Some of the little people hung on as it sank, but after a few seconds of holding their breath, they gave up, swam for the top, gulped a mouthful of air, and swam off toward the woman. The apparently lifeless Body sank deeper and deeper into the clear blue-green water. As it sank, I could see at the bottom of the harbor a beautiful, large, perfect Pearl - obviously of great value. It was supernaturally large and beautiful, lustrous, pure and round. As I watched, I could see the Body change shape from that of a single being, with little people desperately hanging on it, to many little individual people swimming deep enough to get to this beautiful Pearl. As they went deeper, many chose to quit and swim to the surface for air and life and then go over to the beautiful woman. All who quit diving eventually swam over to the beautiful woman. (The water puts to death the old man. They don't want to give up their fleshy life and die to self and follow Jesus.) Finally, I saw a number of these small people swim to the Pearl and touch it, and embrace it. But to do this, everyone who dove down reached a point when they realized that their own natural ability to hold their breath and dive deeper would not be enough. Those who dove down and touched this Pearl all came to understand that they would have to expend all of their natural strength before they touched and embraced the Pearl of Great Price. This did not keep them from diving down though, because the closer they got to the Pearl, the more of His beauty they saw. I saw many touch and embrace the Pearl and then immediately shoot straight up. As each of these little people shot up from the floor of the Harbor, each had the Pearl. As this group of individuals rose higher and higher, they all became one Body again. By the time these Pearl-laden people reached the surface they burst forth from the waters as one Body, the Body of Christ. These people were manifestly His own possession and they, in turn possessed the Pearl of Great Price, Jesus Christ Himself. (Gal 2:20 I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I that live, but Christ liveth in me: …) As the Lord was showing me this beautiful picture, He spoke to me and said, “Even as Jesus came out of the waters of baptism, so My Body will come out of Pearl Harbor with a new and powerful anointing of My Holy Spirit, and a new and deadly power to fight the enemy”. He said that there indeed would come upon the Church of Jesus Christ a Pearl Harbor experience like the United States experienced on December 7, 1941. He said that when the Body of Christ begins to sink under the water, because of a soon-coming, devastating attack of the enemy, MANY will choose to desert our Lord Jesus Christ because they do not esteem the Pearl of Great Price (Jesus Himself) worth the price - death to their own selfish desires. They will not make the selfless effort of love to dive deeply enough to embrace Him because they do not love Him more than their own lives. Many will choose not to identify with what they assume is a defeated individual or group. They look upon themselves as winners and will not identify with a Jesus Who is apparently being defeated. They will choose to identify with the beautiful woman of the harbor who gives them what they want. As the vision revealed, many who leapt off the sinking Body because the woman of the harbor promised them success. Because of this, they went to her. Many others did not feel that it was necessary to pay such a high price to apprehend Jesus, and they felt that the beautiful woman would give them Jesus on their own terms. (This is the great falling away and like the parable of the seed and the sower; only one of the four held fast to the Word and bore fruit, 30-60 and 100-fold.) As the Body of Christ came out of the waters of death, the Lord said that His Body was now fully alive and would now fight the enemy with purpose and real anointing. (the coming Latter Rain anointing. Hos 6:3  And let us know, let us follow on to know Jehovah: his going forth is sure as the morning; and he will come unto us as the rain, as the latter rain that watereth the earth.) Also, His Body would now use only supernatural weaponry. He spoke so clearly to me about the weapons. He said, “Even as the United States entered the Second World War using conventional weapons to fight the enemy, and ended the war with the atomic bomb, a weapon beyond their comprehension; so My people will begin this spiritual war with conventional weapons in the Spirit, but by the end of this war to end all wars, they will be using atomic bombs of the Spirit”. The Lord made it clear that we will come out of the water equipped with God-given anointing to REALLY heal the sick, work miracles, and deliver those in demonic bondage. He also made it clear that before the warfare ends, we will be moving in a dimension of spiritual warfare that is unimaginable to us now. We will do greater works than Jesus did and we will see the demon hordes routed like never before. After this message in tongues and interpretation was given, my attention turned back to the woman who was to be baptized. Then the Lord said that the Pearl Harbor experience for His Church would be similar to this woman's baptism. I closely watched this baptism to see what the Lord meant. The woman was very nervous and quite afraid of going under the water. I assured her that she would be all right. After several moments of prayer and a short teaching on what baptism represented, she was plunged underneath the water. She came out of the water with her hands lifted up, praising God. I had not told anyone what the Lord told me about this woman's baptism, because I did not know exactly what was going to happen. When she recovered her composure, she began to testify about what had just happened to her. She said that she was extremely fearful at first, but that when she got under the water, a Beautiful Peace swept through her, and all her fear was gone. This beautiful peace became joy as she came out of the water, and she praised God for His great comfort, love and mercy. I believe that God was showing us that we need not fear what He will put us through. His purpose is to bring us peace, joy, cleansing and power. He was also showing us that His Church will go through a baptism. It is a baptism of the Body of Christ. It is a death and a resurrection. We must trust Him to bring us out of this watery tomb of death and into the glorious resurrection power of His Son. We must understand that a harbor is a place of SAFETY and REFUGE. (As we have been shown. Those who reject death to self will not find this place.) God's people who are involved in these events will need to be safe and protected. The Harbor of the Pearl of Great Price is the only harbor that will provide refuge and safety, and ALL who believe will be more than willing to pay the price of dying to their own desires. Pearl Harbor is the death and resurrection of the Body of Christ, being prepared to do His work in His way, with His heart. It is the final separation of David from Saul - the David Church being purified and separated from the Saul Church. It is the final AWAKENING blast of the trumpet of God to rouse His people for battle. It is the judgment that begins with the house of the Lord. It is the refining fire that separates the gold from the dross. It will be preceded by the Lord dealing with His true people to both survive and desire this final preparation for battle. It is the promise of unmatched power and purity: power over sin, power over the enemy, power to live a much more virtuous life, and power to glorify our Heavenly Father through Jesus Christ by the power of the Holy Spirit. Even now, God is dealing with those in the David Church, even as God dealt with David. Whenever David would start to fall asleep to God's purity and purpose, the Lord would abruptly DEAL with David to AWAKEN him. God did not waste this kind of effort on Saul because Saul CHOSE to be asleep to God and His desires. Pearl Harbor is a warning of betrayal and disaster. The Church in the past has gone through many Pearl Harbors of betrayal and disaster. Jesus was betrayed, killed, and rose again. English Puritans experienced Pearl Harbor in the early 17th century and survived because they could not obey the law that the Church of England tried to force them to obey. They fled England and eventually sailed to the New World, where they laid the spiritual foundation for what eventually became one of the greatest revivals in the history of the world. John Bunyan wrote Pilgrim's Progress at the bottom of the harbor as he was betrayed by his own country and thrown in jail for not attending the services of the Church of England and for preaching in a way that did not conform to this church's liturgy. Had he given in and done that which they asked, he could have been a free man. But for conscience sake he chose not to do so. Because of this uncompromising obedience to the Scriptures and to God Himself, he was able to rise to the highest place in the history of Christian literature. Today, he still blesses us with the fruit of that resurrection power. To those who are not awake and prepared, Pearl Harbor will come suddenly and tragically, as a thief in the night, and they will be swept away to Great Deception. (As we are seeing.) To those who are more open to the will of God than they are to pleasing religious men, it will be an expected ordeal, a call to arms, and a prelude to great victory. The initial stages will be the harbinger of the greatest move of God in history: the Greatest Revival and the greatest manifestation of Christian Unity that the world has ever known.   The Pearls of Great Price Marie Kelton - 1/6/23 (David's notes in red) In this dream, I was in Chicago, and I was walking away from my old house on the sidewalk. (Leaving the house of our mother Church is a sign of growing in spiritual maturity.) I met Thaddeus (God's gift) and Greg (watchful or vigilant), two people I went to school with. (God gives us helpers along the way, like the fruits of the Spirit and wisdom; we must listen to them.) Thaddeus was to my left and Greg was to my right. As we were walking, I asked Thaddeus what had happened to him because I saw that he had a cut on his finger. Thaddeus said that he had a paper cut. I said to him, “Those are the worst.” (Our gifts can suffer when we go contrary to the Word which is written on paper and is a sharp two-edged sword.) We were going across the street and there was a tan van waiting for us to cross so that it could turn right. A red truck was behind the van, waiting also. As we were crossing, I felt an evil spirit grab the back of my shirt to keep me from continuing to cross the street. Thaddeus and Greg continued walking across the street. (We shouldn't get separated from our spiritual gifts by any demon or fleshly influence.) The person in the tan van was getting impatient and turned and hit me with their car. (The demons will try to hold us back so that we fall under judgment.) In the dream I told the Judge (representing the Father) about the car that hit me. The license plate on the front of the van had 333 in it. (Jer.33:3 Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and will show thee great things, and difficult, which thou knowest not.) (This is on the front or before the van hits, so to stop this, we must seek the Lord for His direction and wisdom!) The scene changed and I was in a car. I don't know if I was driving or not. I realized I was wearing an old necklace, and I heard a voice say, “Pearls.” (If our treasures have become tarnished from age or the curse we must sanctify them with repentance and faith and drawing near to Jesus.) In the dream I thought of the parable of the pearl of great price. While in the car, the Lord was supernaturally changing the radio stations to speak to me through the songs. Every time He would change the song, one of the old pearls from the necklace I wore would burst and break and a new pearl would be in its place. (As we seek His face and ask for wisdom, He will give us new born again beauty and values.) I was so excited and asked the Lord to keep speaking to me through songs on the radio. (The Lord's Words are melodious, pleasing Words to our spirit man.)  Mat.13:45-46, Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is a merchant seeking goodly pearls: and having found one pearl of great price, he went and sold all that he had, and bought it. An Experience of Power G. W. - 10/17/22 (David's notes in red) I was going through a time of what seemed like reflection. I kind of felt like my life had no purpose, kind of meaningless. I've been waiting so many years, and it seems like nothing is happening. I didn't feel sad or condemned by it, but rather just wondering what God's mind was on everything. (The Word had the answers but he couldn't stay under it for long and would seek a simple message that did not demand death to self.) So, I was just questioning what God's purposes were for me in my life and if I was missing something. I was really earnestly seeking God and wondering what am I doing? Is there something I'm supposed to be doing that I'm missing? I don't want to waste any talents even though I don't see myself as having any great talents or anything, but I know the Lord has given us all some. I want to be able to use them. Before I went to bed, my wife and I prayed to the Lord about these questions. I woke up in the middle of the night and went to lie down on the couch. As I was lying down on the couch, I don't know if I fell asleep or if I was awake, to be honest. I'm assuming I fell asleep for just a few minutes. It seemed like a dream but I could feel everything happening in my body like it was real. I could hear myself say to myself, “You are such a loser” (I felt like it meant that I was not good for anything, meaningless life, etc.). (“We can do nothing without Him” but “We can do all things through Him”. His power is made perfect through our weakness. This revelation comes before the experience below.) Immediately, after that was said, this incredible Force picked up my entire body. Not even the strongest human on Earth would be able to resist this Force. My body was powerless, as I had no control over my motor functions. However, my consciousness was still there, and I was completely aware of everything that was going on from an observing point of view. This Force was moving me across the ground, as if I were a floating object. I then noticed something that the Force was moving towards. As I got closer, I knew that it was a shadow in the shape of a man. As the Force brought me directly over the shadow, I shot up in the air like a rocket! The Force moved me with such extreme velocity and an incredible amount of G-Force. It felt like my body was shaking like an earthquake (The Lord was showing him that He comes in those who will, through death to self, give themselves over to His Word and power.), as I was going straight up into the air. It seemed like the shadowy figure was what made the Force shoot me directly up in the air. I was shaking so excessively that it seemed to be contorting my face, as if soaring up through the air. I then seemed to come either out of the dream or into an earthly reality. I started to think normally, and I thought, is something wrong with me? What is happening to me? The Force started to wind my body down, and it began to become less intense. It shook me so hard that I could still feel it in my physical body, as I either woke up or came into complete consciousness. I started meditating on what had just happened. I thought about the shadowy figure. The only thing that kept coming to me was Trump. I have no idea why I felt this way. It might have looked like him, I'm not for sure. I don't think about Trump a lot, so it was very unusual for me to think that. (He is typed by Cyrus, who conquers DS Babylon, just when the Man-child is anointed over the Kingdom by the King. Cyrus is a shadow of Trump. Cyrus makes it possible for the Latter Rain Man-child to come and release the captives, as in Isaiah 61. So the shadow person could represent both of these entities ruling under God as the verse he received. The refuge here will be formed and our new provisions to reach the world will come.) I have a Bible App that I check every morning and it sends me a verse of the day. I opened the App and looked at the verse, it said “whoever dwells in the shelter of the most high will rest in the shadow of the almighty”. I was amazed that it had the word “shadow” in the random daily verse!   Resurrected Back to Life D. L. - 05/24/2016 (David's notes in red) In a dream, I was observing a group of about 12 people standing somewhat together. All of them had grey hair that was tending more toward the white. (This could be the 12 Man-children from UBM we have had many dreams about and who have been spiritually resurrected.) Then in walked a tall man who walked directly to the group and to a woman in the middle, whom I understood to be his wife. But he had died some time ago and had been buried at that time. (This is a repeat of history called the “out resurrection” by Paul in Phl.3:11 If somehow I may attain unto the out-resurrection from the dead. This is in the most accurate Numeric English New Testament. Here it is in history. Mat.27:50 And Jesus cried again with a loud voice, and yielded up his spirit. 51 And behold, the veil of the temple was rent in two from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake; and the rocks were rent; 52 and the tombs were opened; and many bodies of the saints that had fallen asleep were raised (Many of these were just dust by the time of this out-resurrection. All of these have a purpose in God's work); 53 and coming forth out of the tombs after his resurrection they entered into the holy city and appeared unto many. 54 Now the centurion, and they that were with him watching Jesus, when they saw the earthquake, and the things that were done, feared exceedingly, saying, Truly this was the Son of God. What a witness of the resurrection to these people! This partial resurrection will be worldwide. As a witness G.C. was resurrected after being dead and buried for 8 ½ months. He came walking into his kitchen to greet his wife. Six people were resurrected that day in a moment.) D.L.- Now, she was no longer a widow, but no one showed any emotion. (These men would have also been resurrected, so it's no surprise to them.) He just walked over to where she was and started talking to her. In the next scene, they were in a room off to my right, standing there talking. Then I woke up and it was almost 4:30 am. As I was waking up, I was still in the dream state and heard a knock at the back door, which is near the bedroom, and I opened the door. It was light outside and there stood my brother Darl, who had been dead since October of 2009 and was cremated. (Cremation is the fast oxidation of the body. The normal rotting of the body is slow oxidation. Both are just dust but God can bring them back.) He had brown hair but the last time I saw him it was white. He said he was on his way to Charlotte, NC to see his daughter and just stopped by to let me know he was around. He said he had a car and plenty of money to do what he had to do. Then he walked away and when he got about 20 feet away, I asked him if he was going to see our five children. And he said yes and that it was in his schedule. End of dream. (They have a God-given schedule for the revival. Could this be a secondary meaning to Paul's words? Php.3:10 that I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, becoming conformed unto his death; 11 if by any means I may attain unto the resurrection from the dead [Numeric pattern is in “the out -resurrection from the dead”]. 12 Not that I have already obtained, or am already made perfect: but I press on, if so be that I may lay hold on that for which also I was laid hold on by Christ Jesus. Paul and others of his caliber will be among them.)   What's the Motivation of Your Heart? Sandy Shaw - April 2016 (David's notes in red) In this dream, the first thing I see is a white brick fence. People are walking on the fence. Some jump on the left side, and then they jump back on the fence. Some jump on the right side, and then they go back to the fence. And this is going on continually with people walking the fence. Then I realized the left side is the way of the world and the right side is the way of the Lord. When I realized that, I heard, “I will spew you out of my mouth” (Revelation 3:16). (Which God spoke to the lukewarm.) Then I noticed a man was standing next to me. I didn't know who he was until he spoke and He asked, “How does this edify Me?” I immediately felt conviction and asked the Lord for forgiveness for having my own agenda. Then I saw a little girl in a house. (A little girl represents immaturity.) She was looking out the window as she saw her friends outside. She was sooo anxious to go with them. She ran to a closed door in the house and knocked on it. And on the other side of the door was her mom. She said, “Honey, I'll be out in a minute”. At this point, the little girl turned and looks out the window and turned around and knocked on the door again. And her mom said, “Wait for me. I'll be out in a minute”. The little girl ran to the big window and saw that her friends are in the next yard. She ran to the table and saw paper and a pencil. She wrote, “I'll be back in a little while. I'm going to play with my friends”. So Mom comes out and called for the little girl and saw that she is not there but she saw the note. Time has passed, and the little girl comes back and she says, “Hi, Mom!” And Mom says, “Honey, come and sit down”. The little girl says, “Mom, did I do something wrong? I left a note; didn't you see it?” “Yes, I did. But I asked you to wait.” “But my friends had gone to the next yard”. Mom said, “Now I know I need to give you punishment. First, because you didn't wait and your plans are not my plans for today. Therefore, you did not listen”. Next, I saw a big tree. I was sitting under it with the same man next to me. He said, “Examine the motives of your heart. Are your desires My desires? Are your desires lined up with My Word? Examine the desires of your heart. Is the agenda of your heart yours or Mine? Your motives, your heart, your agenda -- are they lined up with the Word? Am I your All-in-All?” Pro.16:2 All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes; But the LORD weigheth the spirits. 4:23 Keep thy heart with all diligence; For out of it are the issues of life. Mar.12:30 and thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength. Psa.27:14 Wait for the LORD: Be strong, and let thy heart take courage; yea, wait thou for the lord. Isa.55:8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith The LORD. 9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.   Surrendering Brings Swift Victory T.F. - 1/14/23 (David's notes in red) Suddenly, I felt the Lord's presence so strong in the spiritual realm. I then saw at that very moment, that in an instant, God could remove all the filth in my flesh and soul 100%, quicker than I could think, and He could manifest His presence 100% in my body and soul. I saw that it had already been done, and the manifestation could be done instantaneously. (The manifestation is progressive but it can be finished quickly. Php.1:6 being confident of this very thing, that he who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Jesus Christ. Psa.81:13 Oh that my people would hearken unto me, That Israel would walk in my ways! 14 I would soon subdue their enemies, And turn my hand against their adversaries. 15 The haters of Jehovah should submit themselves unto him: But their time should endure for ever.) I know many other brethren pray for God to manifest Himself in us fully (Eph.3:19 to know the love of Christ which passeth knowledge, that ye may be filled unto all the fulness of God.) We all want to be 100% dead to self, and my soul desires it so much for all of us. We know that, by faith, it has already happened and we will see it manifest in the physical realm. But, in that moment, when I saw He could do it all right then, my flesh got so terrified because it couldn't handle the presence of God that strong and that intensity so quickly. I desire it, and I know it will happen. But there is so much that I still have to let go of that isn't Christ, that God hasn't even revealed to me yet; so many hidden things. But God will reveal those things in His perfect timing, and I desire to let go of EVERYTHING that isn't Holy. I have thought that the complete removal of self in an instance would hurt because it is all I have ever known and His holiness replacing it would hurt if it happened without me being fully prepared. I felt that it had to be a gradual thing. I must let go of things bit by bit, and then the Lord can come and fill those spots, until there is nothing left but Jesus. I must keep letting go of my own carnal thinking, reasoning, and understanding and filling it with the Word and His Holy Spirit. (This is why God told the Israelites that every place that they set their foot in the Promised Land, He would give them. Because if He had wiped out their enemies all at once the land would have been overrun with wild beasts. So, He ordained that they conquer it a little at a time. Exo.23:28 And I will send the hornet before thee, which shall drive out the Hivite, the Canaanite, and the Hittite, from before thee. 29 I will not drive them out from before thee in one year, lest the land become desolate, and the beasts of the field multiply against thee. 30 By little and little I will drive them out from before thee, until thou be increased, and inherit the land.) I have felt and experienced what I would describe as my flesh surrendering bit by bit to the Spirit and the Word, but some parts still haven't surrendered completely and if it happened instantaneously, possibly my mind and body couldn't handle it. God's timing is perfect and we need to be prepared every day for an increase of Him in each of us in our soul and physical body. When we surrender to His Spirit willingly and surrender our whole heart to Him, it is so much easier for our body to submit. (1Co.9:27 but I buffet my body, and bring it into bondage: lest by any means, after that I have preached to others, I myself should be rejected.) Yes, I want the complete manifestation and deliverance from all evil in my soul and body, but I realized that it is a progressive thing, so that my physical body can handle it. God doesn't give us more than we can handle. God wants His Son to completely manifest in each of us. I can see Jesus growing and increasing in the brethren more and more, and it is so beautiful to witness. After experiencing this, I have felt so much closer to God and that every day we are getting closer and closer to Him manifesting in us fully. Every day, whether we see it or not, we are dying to self in some areas and He is coming into us more and more than the previous day. (Joh.3:30 He must increase, but I must decrease.) Everything is His grace and can only be done by His grace. It is all because of Jesus. ALL Glory and praise to Our Father and Lord Jesus forever and ever! Lord, let us all willingly surrender to Your Spirit in all areas of our existence. Allow us to love You more and to rest in You, accepting Your grace and allowing You to flow through us. Thank You Lord, that Your grace is beyond anything we can comprehend. Thank You that we can do nothing without You, but we can do everything through You. Thank You that it's not us living, but Christ living in us. Thank You that we are dead to self and alive unto You, God in Christ Jesus. Thank You that Jesus has set us free from the law of sin and death! Thank You, God that it is all You for all eternity! (My husband prayed and saw a young fruit tree - ambitious to bear hundreds of fruits, but not yet mature to do so. As the branches grew, buds formed all over and flowered. In time the tree was able to bear the amount it could handle.) Empty Me, (for Jesus) Debbie Fensky – 10/24/19 On Wednesday morning, October 23, I was awakened at 4:13 a.m. by a loud voice. I had fallen asleep on our sofa, and Denny was in the bedroom. My first thought was that he was yelling to me to get up. But when I looked at the clock, I saw it was too early to get up to get ready for the morning meeting. My mind cleared enough to realize that it was not Denny's voice. It was the voice of God or the voice of an angel of the Lord. And what He spoke was not in words I recognized. And it was really loud! It sounded to me like two words were spoken. I asked Father to let me know what He was saying through these words. I immediately heard, “Empty,” and He continued speaking. “This is the word for you, My people. Empty! The time is now to be empty! I am still uncovering hearts. Will you spend time with Me? For your hearts, your very life, is the temple in which I dwell. Do you know that you represent My authority? Do you truly know? Know this, that I know your name, for you hold My Name. I am going to bring back much truth to remembrance and reveal spiritual to spiritual. (The disciples related that this happened after Jesus died and was resurrected.) You are My spiritual people, and I want to continue working a spiritual work and a deep work in you and among you. And My authority will be upon you as you allow the spiritual light and truth to pour forth into your heart, and your mouth will speak deep things of My Spirit; things I have taught you. And people will know these things are true. But, My people, there is still some emptying out that needs to take place. For yea, I am cleaning you up. I am making you clean. Only be empty. Empty your hearts and yourselves of all your belongings, longings, and your trifles. Yes, even your own nothingness. What you think of yourself is not important. Glory only in that you are in Me, and that I am everything in you. I have a job to do through you. I have chosen you to be My humble, My emptied out, and cleaned up vessels. But I am letting you know the time is short. And I still need room for total residence.” I was moved by what Father said. And I was intrigued and wanted to know how “empty” was pronounced in the Hebrew. And I wondered if it was two words. So I tried something - I looked things up, asking God to lead me. In Hebrew, “empty” is “tohu bohu.” That was about the length of the words that I heard spoken to me so loudly. Some “empty” definitions: decant, lay bare, empty, raze, spill Strongs Hebrew 7386 adj; rake, empty, vain. Much that we give ourselves to is nothing; only vain. Strongs Hebrew 8414; formless, confusion, unreality, emptiness, desolation, empty space It said, properly spelled, it is, “tohuw bohuw.” And somewhere in all of this belongs, “tohu wa-bohu.” And this meaning (Heb), wasteness, that which is laid waste, desert, emptiness, vanity. But, “tohu bohu” is parallel to Isaiah 34:11, confusion, emptiness. Speaking about God's wrath against the nations, which we want to have no part of. So God is still telling us to get things of Egypt out of us. Isa.34:11 “But pelican and hedgehog will possess it, and owl and raven will dwell in it; and He will stretch over it the line of desolation and the plumbline of emptiness.” Father, may we desire to become completely empty of ourselves and our personal correctness, all that is vain, so that Your plumb line finds us measuring up to the fullness of Your likeness in us, so that we do not fall behind and even become as one of the nations. God, we need You to help us give it all up. Thank You for Your grace to do what You are being so long suffering in telling us to do. We do want You fully and totally residing in us. Lord, in Jesus name, help us to keep the end in view! Amen. Eph.4:12-13 “until we all attain to the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, to a mature man, to the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ.” 1Th.5:6 “so then let us not sleep, as others do, but let us be alert and sober.” Get Ready for God's Great Reset! The One Word Order - Kolyah - September 14, 2021 Rhema Word … 9.13.21 … entrusted to Kolyah … released just prior to Yom Kippur “Little ones, are you ready for My hard reset of your world? It is best that you prepare now, for in an instant, of My choosing, the brakes on this runaway world will suddenly be applied down to the floor … to the foundations; bringing this global wickedness to an abrupt halt. When that happens, there will be a hard tossing about, with slamming, banging, and pain for those who are not braced, awake, and aware. (This reminds me of Eve's Dream of the US/China Train coming to a sudden halt.) Do you remember the report of the loud shrieks of horror and mourning that arose in Egypt's night, at the death of their firstborn? Truly, I say to you, it shall happen again on a worldwide scale, as I bring forth the disclosure of the truth that will shatter hearts, minds, idols, and strongholds by the power of truth that will not be held back, modified, or contained behind closed doors. The cries of anguish and despair will finally bring the level of breaking necessary for the people to realize how wickedly they have been deceived, and how eagerly they have ingested the poisons promoted by the deceivers. (On both sides. This could be the EBS that Trump and the Alliance have been planning, revealing the DS satanic crimes and the false Christian leadership.) They will think that ALL IS LOST, as they see the price that they have paid for their blindness, stubbornness, pride, and fear. As no household was untouched by the grief arising throughout Egypt at the time of the first Passover, so shall it soon be in your day. Only the households that heeded my warning and those, who obeyed My voice, will be spared the depths of the pain. The righteous will mourn and grieve for those around them. They will weep for those across the world, who will be writhing in unspeakable agony of soul in the realization of the pit into which they have fallen. I will allow the righteous to feel the pain of seeing the losses among those whom they love, but I will not allow them to go into the deepest depths of soul pain; only into the depths of intercession that will lessen the pain in others. My compassion will undertake. Have I not said that those who did not LOVE the truth would fall into deception? Too few believed My word regarding that matter. As I am the first Truth, whom they are to love, those who have had a shallow, fickle affection for Me will find out the grave consequences of being casual about truth and without true love … and the results of accepting, as fact, only those things that fit into their own grid … into their prideful grid of comfort and human knowledge. They will feel horrifically betrayed, and well they should. Their own souls have betrayed them, because their love of My truth, and of My reality was only partial. In the pain of their consequences, they will have the opportunity to exchange an appreciation of truth for a committed LOVE of the truth. Not only am I Truth and Love, but I am also Justice and Commitment. Human justice and convenient human commitment will be humiliated through what is to be revealed soon. The deep falsehoods in the human premises will be shattered as My truth comes down like a hammer. Truth will not come down as a soft rain, for rain requires years to erode rock and to move mountains from their place. There is no time for that now. A rock smasher and a mountain crusher are needed to awaken the sleepers and to expose the truth before all is lost. The Enemy has been working his plans with wicked brilliance. I have allowed it to unfold in order to entrap him, and all those who are in league with him. The lies, which have provided the glue to secure their wicked plans and mandates of unholy power, are about to be changed into a slime. That slime will be powerless to hold their deceptions together. The road, which has been cemented into place through their deceit, will begin to sink and separate. Where then, will they walk in their prideful power? Who will join them on that slimy road, once the truth is exposed? All this will come … but first the howls and the tears must come to soften the hardened hearts, and to bring them to the melting point in the laser light of hot Truth. My way is righteous and wise. You must trust Me. The fear of Me has been replaced with the fear of man. The awe of Me has been replaced with the awe of inventions and technology. The awareness of human vulnerability has been replaced with an awe of intellectual prowess and confidence. All of these strongholds of wicked false worship, and of arrogant disregard of Me … all the strategies designed to supplant and to replace Me … will be brought down into dust. (What? No Med-beds? The use of AI, CGI, and high-tech devices.) It is good to be down on your knees in this hour, as the final round of increased shaking takes place. On your knees, you will be properly positioned before Me. Those on their knees will not be knocked down as the world rocks. Their personal kingdoms will not fall down upon their heads. The posture of submitted humility will be the place of safety for those who seek Me, and who abide in Me. But be advised: what is about to take place will greatly disquiet your souls. Do not allow the pain you see manifesting in the multitudes, nor the shrieks of those you love, cause you to mistrust or to despise Me. Trust Me that the process I bring forth will set My Great Harvest into place. Go to your knees soon, and remain in a spiritual posture of humility before Me as these days unfold. The Enemy of your souls will put up an even greater fight to retain power, and to seize even more. I have already declared the boundary set against this advance and have put that boundary into place. It will not be moved by him, nor by any of his associates. It will stand firm, for I have decreed it. (The boundary is the Bride. As in my vision of 2007, the boundaries of the catastrophes were the refuge.) Get out of the way of what I am about to allow and do. Move into a place of safety as I direct you. Do not fear and do not depend upon your own survival strategies. Simply abide in Me and be well. I will not allow more than you can handle. Have I not entrusted the words of truth in Psalm 91 to be a holocaust blanket, and a sure safety to surround you? Declare those words and find safety in the shelter of those promises. Know that the wailing of the masses will seek to disquiet you; to take you into fear and doubt. Don't go there, but rather profess your faith and stay in the Spirit at all times. Lock down in Me and hold. Gather in those who are standing, but who are weakening. Be a support of faith for each other. Share the treasure and the provision which I have given to you for this hour. What I provide will be more than enough. Entrust your troubled heart to Me. I will hold it securely and will fill it with all the love and hope you will need. Know this: I am fully in control. There is NOTHING out of My hand, plan, or notice. There will be many who have been on the fringes of faith, who will declare that My way is NOT GOOD. They will feel the horror of the unveiling, and then cry out that I am cruel for allowing such things. I AM MORE compassionate and patient … more loving and kinder than any of you can fathom. My path is a hard one, because the rebellion is very deep and widespread, consuming a great portion of humankind. (Stripes that wound cleanse away evil.) Unless there is a clearly visual manifestation, revealing where the influences of rebellion and deceit have taken your world, the changes in hearts will be only temporary and shallow. There are lessons to be learned. There are people to be reborn. There are powers of great evil embedded into every facet of human life that must be disclosed and stripped. As a result, these painful measures are necessary. I will allow only the smallest level of suffering required to bring the vital changes. The length and depth of human suffering will be determined by the speed at which the hearts and minds submit to the purpose of the shakings. See to it that you lovingly, clearly, tell the ignorant and the arrogant the truth about what is happening, and about what will yet happen. If you do not speak the truth to them, the hollow spaces formed within their human souls because of the shaking will be quickly filled with more lies, bringing more rebellion and more defiance against me. Cooperate with My plan to bring a Great Awakening, and see the Glory come to your world as a result. Hold on tightly to Me. The most violent shaking is about to come. (Spiritual and physical! In the warfare that is coming, there will be violent earthquakes which they are very capable of making; to say nothing of the nukes going off.)HOLD! Rest in Me, and do not withhold the truth from the terrified and perishing. The deceptions that have held them are about to crack. The trauma and terror of it will bring forth good fruit as we work together. All will be well. Trust, stand, obey, and believe. I am with you, and I am in charge. In the final analysis, you will bless Me for what I am about to allow, as well as that which I am about to bring forth from My own hand. Hold, and thank Me in advance for the glory which is soon to come to your world to change everything.” At the time we received this last revelation in 2021, a year after COVID-19 and the DS death jab. We prayed for people who took the shots and saw healings. We prayed for those who were infected by those who got the jab and saw healings. We know worse plagues than the DS's vax are coming. We have prayed for lost friends and seen healings. Some people who got the shots got placebos and showed no infection. Some only got the first shot and show less trouble. Cry out for mercy and God answers. The revival of the Man-child ministries will heal many when they believe. Mark 11:24 is still true. Mar.11:24 Therefore I say unto you, All things whatsoever ye pray and ask for, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them. Like Esther, intercede for your family and the people of God that they repent and accept God's word and turn this thing around for them. Many times God changes a decree when touched by faith. Pray for your loved ones and cover them. All things are possible to him that believeth. Like the woman who, in rebellion, finally decided to get baptized, and shared her experience of the extreme fear she felt before she was submerged in the water, which was replaced by a beautiful peace and joy. That's what's coming for those who obey and surrender to the Word of God. The power of the Holy Spirit will fill those who repent and obey.   Prepare, I Come Quickly Eve Brast – 8/20/18  Yesterday, as I was working, around 11 am, the Lord spoke to me very clearly, “I come quickly... Go, My daughter, and write the things I speak and warn My people.” So I grabbed my notebook, and He said, “In a very little while you shall see Me. I come quickly. Tell My people to enter into the secret places of their hearts and cry unto Me for purity and holiness; to press into the voice of My Holy Spirit. Listen to My voice in the quiet place. Soften your hearts to My corrections. Cleanse yourselves of all defilement of flesh and spirit. If your hearts are pure and willing, I will fill you with My power to overcome. Separate yourselves from distractions and the useless things of this world and this life. There is so little time left. So little time!! Seek Me with all your mind, will, and strength and I will be found of you. Don't faint in the day of adversity! Many judgments and terrible things are coming. Do not get weary of seeking Me daily. Do not grow weary of sanctification. Be diligent to be found in Me. When I return and judgments fall, will you be found in Me? Your adversary is increasing his activities, especially against My holy ones, seeking to deceive and destroy as many as will listen to his lies. All idolaters will fall. Wherever idols are found, the enemy will gain access to your souls. The idol of self is the biggest deception. You sit on the throne of your own hearts and are deceived by your own mind, will, and emotions!! Put on My whole armor and fight! Do not let down your guard even for a minute. Understand your enemy's tactics! He will use your friends, even your brethren, your family members, and your phones and electronic devices to keep you from obeying this word I speak to you. Resist the distractions and the cunning deceptions and lies. Do not listen to lies! Cast down every vain thing, every vain thought, or these will take root in your heart and mind and exalt themselves above Me and My Word. Then shall the scales cover your eyes and your ears will be stopped, and the deceptions will overtake you! You will not even recognize it. Go forth in intercession, void of distractions. Don't be slothful! Pray without ceasing and I will lead you to victory. You will be found in Me and the devil will have nothing in you. In this way you will live in the light of My truth. I will lead you forth in victory, conquering all your enemies. I have provided everything you need, but you must use it!” I asked Father for a text for this word by faith at random and my finger was on the phrase, “there is no respect of persons” in Colossians 3:25 (in context 1-25) Col.3:1 If then ye were raised together with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated on the right hand of God. 2 Set your mind on the things that are above, not on the things that are upon the earth. 3 For ye died, and your life is hid with Christ in God. 4 When Christ, who is our life, shall be manifested, then shall ye also with him be manifested in glory. 5 Put to death therefore your members which are upon the earth: fornication, uncleanness, passion, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry; 6 for which things' sake cometh the wrath of God upon the sons of disobedience: 7 wherein ye also once walked, when ye lived in these things; 8 but now do ye also put them all away: anger, wrath, malice, railing, shameful speaking out of your mouth: 9 lie not one to another; seeing that ye have put off the old man with his doings, 10 and have put on the new man, that is being renewed unto knowledge after the image of him that created him: 11 where there cannot be Greek and Jew, circumcision and uncircumcision, barbarian, Scythian, bondman, freeman; but Christ is all, and in all. 12 Put on therefore, as God's elect, holy and beloved, a heart of compassion, kindness, lowliness, meekness, longsuffering; 13 forbearing one another, and forgiving each other, if any man have a complaint against any; even as the Lord forgave you, so also do ye: 14 and above all these things put on love, which is the bond of perfectness. 15 And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to the which also ye were called in one body; and be ye thankful. 16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly; in all wisdom teaching and admonishing one another with psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts unto God. 17 And whatsoever ye do, in word or in deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. 18 Wives, be in subjection to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord. 19 Husbands, love your wives, and be not bitter against them. 20 Children, obey your parents in all things, for this is well-pleasing in the Lord. 21 Fathers, provoke not your children, that they be not discouraged. 22 Servants, obey in all things them that are your masters according to the flesh; not with eye-service, as men-pleasers, but in singleness of heart, fearing the Lord: 23 whatsoever ye do, work heartily, as unto the Lord, and not unto men; 24 knowing that from the Lord ye shall receive the recompense of the inheritance: ye serve the Lord Christ. 25 For he that doeth wrong shall receive again for the wrong that he hath done: and there is no respect of persons. Deborah Fensky - 8/29/18 God started speaking this to me last week in a couple of the morning meetings and last Friday night's meeting. Since last Friday, after I was done receiving this word, several things were shared here and there that matched up with or seemed to me to confirm things in this word. I had been questioning God about Him being bitter. But then He reminded me that He hates, and how in so many places in the word, God expressed what and who His soul hates. He let me know that He can be bitter too. Then on the last conference call Michael asked everyone, “Can God hate?” Along with other things this week that have been said, I felt God was confirming this word to me. But I did ask Him today to confirm with 2 heads if I should share this now, or wait. I know other words have been spoken that we need to remember. Yet, today I tossed and immediately got 2 heads. “I am bitter toward My people. I am bitter with anger. Listen, My holy ones. Have I not said that I come quickly? I come quickly, with a strong vengeance. For My people disregard Me. They disregard My ways. They refuse to seek Me out, but stubbornly adhere to their own likes and desires. Yet, though I am bitter with anger towards My people, My mercy will cause Me to hear their cries of repentance. Hear My cry, My holy people. I need you. I need you to pray and fight for My lost and stubborn children. And I need you in this day to continually draw close to Me. Live in love and faith, and in the wisdom of My Word and by My Spirit. For though living in an evil day already, as I have warned, dark evil is soon to descend upon all the earth; a darkness so gross that the light of My Glory to shine forth, penetrating that darkness, drawing My lost people out of the world to the light. I am the Light. My holy ones, you are the Light. You in Me and I in you. The dark and evil day is upon you. Thrust all your faith in Me and Me alone. There can nothing be of yourself. Yes, the day you are about to enter is a day of deep darkness, but a day of My power. It is the day My Glory will be fully revealed in My holy ones. Have I not said, I come quickly? I need you to trust Me. I need you to make yourself ready. Make yourself ready!”

Send us Fan MailIn Episode of Coffee N5, Lara Schmoisman chats with Ilya Seglin, Managing Director at Raymond James. Ilya dives deep into the world of finance, explaining what it takes for a brand to raise growth capital or achieve a successful strategic exit. They discuss the reality of "alphabet soup" fundraising (Series A, B, and beyond) and why having a "forever brand" is the ultimate goal for major acquirers.• Key Topics Covered:The difference between Strategic Acquirers and Private Equity (The "Marriage vs. Divorce" analogy).When is the right time to stop self-funding and look for outside investors?The importance of unit economics, repeat purchase behavior, and product differentiation.Why a Sephora or Ulta launch could either make or destroy your business.The "Halo Effect": How digital data informs retail success.3 Things a brand should NEVER do when trying to scale.• About Ilya Seglin: Ilya Seglin is a seasoned investment banker specializing in the consumer and beauty sectors. With years of experience at firms like Raymond James, he has been a key player in some of the most significant deals in the industry. He helps founders navigate the complexities of raising capital, finding the right strategic partners, and preparing their businesses for long-term sustainability and eventual sale. Stay Connected with The DARL:  Instagram: thedarlagency  Facebook: thedarlagency  LinkedIn: about  X: https://x.com/thedarlagency  Website: https://thedarl.com/ Don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe for more expert advice on marketing, branding, and career growth!#MarketingCareer #CoffeeN5Podcast #IlyaSeglin #BrandExit #InvestmentBanking #BeautyIndustry #StartupFunding #DigitalMarketingAgency #TheDARL #BusinessGrowthlinkedin.comTHE DARL | LinkedInTHE DARL | 17,178 followers on LinkedIn. We are breaking the rules. We are raising the bar. | We are a boutique agency that's breaking the rules and raising the bar. We are visionaries who love challenges. We are creative without limits.The Darl (@thedarlagency) on XAs a boutique marketing and production agency, we offer a dynamic approach to the new digital media era.X (formerly Twitter)The DarlIntegrated MarketingThe No-Agency Agency means lean, agile, and transparent marketing built for your brand's success.Support the show

Send us Fan MailThe Future of Wellness: AI and Luxury Experiences with Tom | Coffee N5In Episode 248 of Coffee N5, Lara Schmoisman chats with Tom, a leading consultant in the luxury skincare and wellness space. They explore a often overlooked but highly lucrative channel: Hospitality. Tom shares insights on how brands can move beyond traditional retail and tap into luxury hotels and resorts, the reality of "career consultants," and how AI is set to revolutionize the guest experience through advanced diagnostics.Key Topics Covered:Execution vs. Theory: Why brands need consultants who are ready to "roll up their sleeves" and execute beyond plan A.The Hospitality Opportunity: How luxury skincare and wellness brands can diversify their revenue through in-room amenities and hotel boutiques.Networking for Growth: Why surrounding yourself with people who contribute to your growth is essential for long-term success.The New Rules of Luxury: Debunking myths about discounting, Black Friday, and why premium brands must adapt to consumer convenience (including the Amazon factor).AI and the Future of Wellness: How AI is moving from a buzzword to a diagnostic tool that will power personalized health and longevity retreats.About Tom: Tom is a seasoned consultant specializing in luxury skincare, wellness, and high-end hospitality. With years of experience helping brands navigate the transition from retail to experiential models, he is an expert at building B2B partnerships with some of the world's most prestigious hotel groups. He is known for his practical, execution-focused approach to brand building and his deep understanding of the evolving luxury consumer.Follow tom:Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/in/tom-macpherson-le-maire-32600948/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tom_mlm_parisien/

Dans cet épisode, Claude, pompier médecin-secouriste à la retraite, nous raconte comment sa carrière l'a amené à vivre l'une des expériences les plus marquantes de sa vie : Haïti, lors du tremblement de terre de 2010.Claude confie avoir eu le sentiment de rencontrer l'Histoire à deux reprises dans sa vie. Haïti en fait partie.retrouvez le livre de Claude : De sang et d'or - Quand l'urgence est une viehttps://www.mareuil-editions.com/product-page/de-sang-et-d-or-quand-l-urgence-est-une-vieRetrouvez la vidéo du sauvetage de Darlène : https://youtu.be/oHWCgFK385ACrédit : Laurent Roch / DSCTu as toi aussi vécu une histoire qui mérite son épisode de ZINZIN ?Drôle, flippante ou émouvante ?Écris-nous par mail : papanoeldunorth@gmail.comSi jamais vous n'avez pas de retour de notre part, d'avance, désolé… et merci beaucoup.Nous lisons tous les mails avec attention et avec le cœur pour dénicher les meilleures histoires, soyez-en sûrs et sûres.Bonne écoute ! :) Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

Efendimiz (s.a.v.), bizlere işlerimize başlarken Allâh (c.c.)'ahamd ederek başlamamızı vasiyet etmişlerdir. Zira hamd etmek ihtiyacımızı arz etmeden önce sunduğumuz bir hediyehükmündedir.İnsanın şükrü dil ile Allâh (c.c.)'a hamd etmektir. Bir de, üzerinde bulunan nimetleri Allâh (c.c.)'dan bilip bunu itiraf etmektir.Muhammed b. Kâ'b el-Kurezî şöyle der: Süleyman (a.s.)'amilleti içinden birtakım insanlar geldiler ve şöyle dediler:“Sana öyle bir şey verildi ki, senden önce hiç kimseye verilmemişti.”Bunun üzerine Süleyman (a.s.) şöyle dedi:“Dört huy var ki, bunlar bir kimseye verilmiş ise, ona verilen,Dâvud soyuna verilenden hayırlıdır:”1. Allâh'tan korkmak.2. Zenginlikte ve fakirlikte orta hâlli olmak. İktisatlı davranmak.3. Öfke anında adalete riâyet etmek.4. Darlığa da genişliğe de razı olup Allâh (c.c.)'a hamd etmek.Resûlullah (s.a.v.) Efendimiz, bir kişinin mescide girip namazkıldığını, sonra, “Ey Allâh'ım! Beni mağfiret ve rahmetine kavuştur” diyerek duâ ettiğini duyar. O kişiye:“Ey namaz kılan kişi! Pek acele ettin, namazını kıldıktansonra oturup gereken usul ve edeple Allâh (c.c.)'e hamd-üsenâda bulunmanın ve bana da salât ve selâm getirmeninakabinde Allâh (c.c.)'a duâ etmiş olsaydın daha iyi olurdu.”buyurmuşlardır. O kişiden sonra başka bir kişi namaz kıldı. Sonra da oturup Allâh (c.c.)'a hamdda bulundu, Efendimiz (s.a.v.)'esalât ve selâm getirdi. Efendimiz (s.a.v.) o kişiye:“Ey namaz kılan kişi! Allâh (c.c.)'dan ne dilersen dile, Allâh(c.c.) duânı kabul ederek sana icâbet eder.” buyurdular.Allâh (c.c.)'a hamd ederken unutulmaması gereken enönemli unsurlardan birisi hamdın sadece verilen nimetler karşısında yapılmayacağıdır. Hamd her kulun üzerine düşen bir vazifedir. Bizlere bu dünyayı ve dolayısı ile kendine kul olma hakkıveren Allâh (c.c.)'a hamd etmek bir karşılık sonucu değildir. Ancak Allâh (c.c.) asla kulunun hamdını karşılıksız bırakmaz.

Join me as I review The Players of Gilean edited by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman live! Share your thoughts on this second Tales of the War of Souls anthology, released by Wizards of the Coast on February 1, 2003. You can buy a copy here: https://amzn.to/48xk5pw  https://youtube.com/live/L_70rmgiW3k About The Players of Gilean Across the ages roams an immortal troupe of actors, gifted with fantastical powers and led by a mysterious artiste with a penchant for meddling. Wherever they roam, they encounter magic and monsters and evil that requires taming. This is the first anthology based on characters from the extraordinary novella “The Travelling Players of Gilean”, by Margaret Weis and Aron Eisenberg, which was featured in The Best of Tales, Volume One. This new anthology also features novellas by best-selling Dragonlance authors Douglas Niles, Richard A. Knaak, Paul B. Thompson, and a new collaboration by Jean Rabe and Aron Eisenberg. Contents “Command Performance” by Douglas Niles “Papilla” by Fergus Ryan “Enter, a Ghost” by Paul B. Thompson “Perfect” by Donald J. Bingle “A Matter of Honor” by Richard A. Knaak “Rewrites” by Aron Eisenberg and Jean Rabe Review “Command Performance” by Douglas Niles Duke of Fredirko Axel Bloodwart, Ogre King Starlack, centurion Skullrider Bloden Longeye, chief lieutenant Greenshot, hill giant captain Sebastius Sir Eriath, actor, Vinas Solamnus, clownmaster Stacia Delane, Dame Solamnus, Yolanda the Melon Queen Hatch Blackbeard, dwarf Persnick,elf Strawfellow Slipknot, kender Prince Gracefeather Ballracker, fat hobgoblin, captain, general Orik Oilsniffer, hylar dwarf commander Hilderidge, ogre actor Portentius, pudgy illusionist Splint Fireeater, Hylar This story was a lot of fun and had a wonderful twist at the end. Two massive armies are ready to meet on the battlefield separated by a river featuring an island in the center. One army, led by the Duke of Fredirko and the other is led by the ogre king Axel Bloodwart. Both want to seize control of the island as it is strategically of importance for the battle to come. On the island however, is an acting troupe led by Sebastius. The acting troupe plans their performance for the two armies and secretly plants playbills all around each of the armies encampments. The commanders are justifyingly infuriated by their camps being infiltrated, but their men are intrigued by the opportunity to see a play. So both armies come to the island on the morrow. They are introduced to the performers and sit, slowly being turned onto the performances and becoming more and more entertained. Finally the two commanders are invited onstage and play fight over a daughter. They get into it with the ogre king killing the duke, and the armies ready to go to battle right then and there, until it is revealed only to be a ruse, with a collapsible blade and fake blood. The armies nevertheless are poised for battle, but just then a massive lightning storm strikes, and the armies collectively huddle under the tents and trees, planning on battle the following day. The acting troupe offers the ogre king a position on one of their wagons,and he actually agrees to join, as his heart isn’t in the battle anymore. He ends up joining the troupe at the end. I really enjoyed this, and while I can imagine all the stories being connected to this acting troupe could wear thin quickly as a contrivance, for now, I am looking forward to the next tale. “Papilla” by Fergus Ryan Kaleem Bombyx, shopkeeper Ilona, wife Taladas, first son Nando, second son Livia, daughter Yoni, Darl, rat catchers sons Sebastius This short story begins with a merchant who marries a homely Solamnic woman and bears three children. Two boys and a girl. The girl is having her seventh birthday and her father is showing her off to the local town's Ratchatcher family. The two boys have set up a wonderful prank on the daughter however. When the girl is supposed to come and deliver the goose for dinner, she does a raucous dance the boys taught her and embarrasses their parents. This lands them in trouble naturally, and they are grounded. That night an acting troupe arrives in town, and are getting all set up for the following day's performances. It feels a little like Something Wicked This Way Comes, as the eldest boy, grounded and brooding, wants to run away with the troupe. He climbed down from his window at night and approached Sebastius. He is rejected as he offers him a deal on silk curtains for the play from his father, and unspoken rejection of joining the troupe. The boy returns home in a foul mood, and almost gets crushed by a falling wall. He makes a deal with his brother for not telling on him, and helping him back in the house. When the play begins the following day, the older brother plans a trick on Sebastius, to get back at him. The play begins as a woman is taken from a man by an evil wizard, and the family’s daughter is in the front row. The younger brother starts backing out, and the older brother insists that he help him with the prank. The brothers' plan is to put their sister in a sack and throw her at Sebastian on stage to embarrass them and hurt them. The play unfolds perfectly with this plan as the girl in the tower is met by gully dwarves who want to steal her jewels and they put them in a sack and throw them out as the girls are thrown by the brothers. However, the boys follow suit, falling on stage and end up being taken by the crew. The end of the play is a punishment call from Sebastin to the crowd, and the daughter decides the fate of the brothers. She eventually goes on to live a nice life, her mother leaving her father, and the boys are not heard from, seemingly living out pedestrian lives. The story was all wrapped up by saying brothers don't pick on your sisters, and it was a total waste of my time reading. It wasn’t crafted well, it wasn't written well, and I am glad it's over. “Enter, a Ghost” by Paul B. Thompson Tog, minotaur Andura Thronden, master of ceremonies Urtak Paz, Kender Traz, Kender Sebastius, master of the Traveling Players of Gilean Moku, gully dwarf Gree, centaur Camalantharas, cam, dark elf Tensi Rontz, goblin from Throt Thaelix, male ogre Warken, bardic poet Bannur of Nordling Havared Sisandra, Harvard's daughter Carklin Hall Fitter, gnome, visited lunitari Daskhar, dwarf Telda, Daskhar's wife I really enjoyed this tale. It starts with the Players of Gilean arriving in a town in Nordmaar. The town seems drab and quiet, but as they are setting their stage, Andura, an actress, notices two young men wandering around. They eventually leave and she follows them with Moku an Aghar. They wanted to see if there was a wizard in the troupe because this town is cursed. They need a wizard to use a banishment spell from a scroll they bought from another wizard. The keep, Carklin hall is possessed and while the ghost remains, the town remains cursed. Andura agreed to try and headed up in the night with Moku. They discovered it really was haunted by the former lord of the manor, and only dawn saved them from the ghost. The constable arrested them for disturbing the peace but they were bailed out by Sebastius. They ran through their play that night and the ghost appeared during it. He demanded to know why they were interlopers in his town, and Andura tried to banish him again. Moku used shadow play and voice acting to pose as a great red dragon which initially frightened the ghost, but he ended up leaving for the sake of the town. The village resumed normal life, and the play received a rousing applause. This was a great little horror story that reminded me of Ravenloft. It just goes to show you can tell any style of story in Dragonlance and have it feel genuine. This is the best campaign setting, period. “Perfect” by Donald J. Bingle Crawford, actor Maybar Thane, actor Zefta, mage Sebastius, Astinus' brother? Darna Gantry Fornarius Mirinda Benoit Katrice Gilf Aaron Badar Patentworthy Pathwanderer, gnome Cathar Bellowstroke, dwarf Gloria Taewynd This is a story with three main parts. First is the acting troupe and the tension between Sebastius and their wizard slash set maker Zefta. Second is a young woman who was spurned in love, but left pregnant who runs off with her fathers tailor to join the troupe, and third is a pompous Solamnic, former knight, planning his wedding and hiring the troupe to perform a tiresome and ostentatious play at his wedding. Once the wedding play began, the audience was bored to death. They had lived the measure and been paralysed by it in training for years, watching it now was a chore, but as this was a wedding they were stuck. But then one new actor slipped and accidentally flipped a steel coin, and from that moment on, steel was the operative word and item as the play went off the rails, and the mage exercised his craft to wonderful effect. It even turned the stern groom into an enjoying participant. When the wedding vows were read, he romantically dipped her in a passionate kiss, echoed of course by the troupe. The audience loved it and cheered uproariously. The groom paid very well for the performance, and the story of the runaways was completely abandoned. The troupe left after the groom admitted to Sebastius that he wasn't a Solamnic, but it didn't matter anymore. With the conclusion to the story being infinitely better than the set up, I am glad to move on as well. “A Matter of Honor” by Richard A. Knaak Golar the God-Marked, minotaur Heston, human Sebastius Twayne, half-elf Karas of clan Barash, minotaur Dardella Juris, Golar's cousin Well hell, this story touched me. It’s about a minotaur named Golar who fled from a failed battle in the War of the Lance and eventually joined the troupe. He found peace and happiness as almost an ambassador of the minotaur race to viewers, but one day he notices a cloaked figure showing up to his appearances. It ended up being his cousin’s son, Karas, coming to avenge the loss of honor his fleeing the battlefield caused his clan. Golar knocked the youth out, and put him in the woods outside town. They went to the next town for another show, and the youth followed, attacking golar in the play. He sliced his stomach, and the troupe convinced Karas that he had died. They gave him his axe and he rode away. He returned to watch the funeral only to see that Golar was alive. Golar admitted that while he was a member of the troupe he would not age, nor could he die. He showed Karas by running himself through. This led Karas to leave, dispirited at being able to avenge his clan’s honor, and decided to take his own life for his failure, very Samourai in nature. Golar showed up and let Karas know he was there when Karas couldn't go through with it. Karas, now shamed, threw his dagger at Golar and it sank into his chest. Golar gave up his part of the troupe because he couldn't live with his relatives’ death on his hands. He would rather die and let his clan regain their honor than live knowing Karas died because of him. He took the body home and that was the end of the story. As a fan of fantasy, I can’t help but appreciate stories like this. Honor is a complicated mistress that many cultures in our world wrestle with, but I can't accept that one should kill themself or others just to keep a title that amounts to nothing more than a perceived value in the eyes of the beholder. It was a beautiful story by Knaak. “Rewrites” by Aron Eisenberg and Jean Rabe Thronden Blackmoor, Actor, Solamnic Knight Aleena, Actor, Dark Knight Jalas Sebastius Heart, Goblin Catal This final tale is a version of Romeo and Juliet with a new director and writer, traditionally an actor, rewriting the play til the very day it was performed. The insistence on his vision made Sebastius abandon the play, insisting it should be directed by the writer. The other members of the Troupe insisted that there should be some humor, but the writer refused, insisting that it is a drama. As word spread about the play, every nearby town wanted to attend, and a contingent of dark knights learned of it. At the heart of the story is a Knight of Solamnia falling in love with a Knight of Takhisis. The commander of the Dark Knights could not allow this to happen, so he sent his emissary to stop the play. When the director refused, the Dark Knights mounted up to intercept the play mid performance. When they arrived, many of the villagers fled, but equally many stayed. The director insisted they start the play from act one and give the Dark Knights a show, as they all sat down to watch. The tension caused some of the actors to miss lines, or otherwise make small humorous mistakes, which drew enjoyment from the viewers, and when the female dark knight in the play killed the male Solamnic then herself, everyone gave a standing ovation. The Dark Knight commander met the director backstage to say it was an improbable love story, but he had once loved a woman, and with tat left. The writer/director began furiously rewriting the play to add some humor. This was a fun tale, as I am a fan of Shakespear, but I am very glad this collection is done. It was tiring to get through, and while many of the stories were enjoyable, like this one, i did want to get through it. If you are a fan of Dragonlance, I suggest you give this anthology a read, especially if you enjoy the Players of Gilean premise. Otherwise, it does nothing to inform the saga in any way, so if you don't enjoy the troupe, you can skip the anthology and miss out on nothing.

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Mike "C-Roc" sits down with the unstoppable Lara Schmoisman—an award-winning marketing strategist, podcast host, and founder of The Darl, a boutique marketing agency. Lara opens up about her extraordinary journey from Buenos Aires to Los Angeles, where she arrived speaking no English and juggling nine jobs just to make ends meet. With raw honesty, she shares how she taught herself the language, stepped outside the comfort of her community, and overcame societal judgment—especially around her appearance. Lara reveals the emotional and physical challenges of living with PCOS, how she ultimately lost 160 pounds, and what it truly means to take back your power. From starting her podcast against all odds to building a top 100-ranked show on Apple Podcasts, Lara's story is a bold testament to grit, reinvention, and refusing to let anyone else write your story. Tune in for a heartfelt and inspiring conversation about self-worth, identity, and becoming exactly who you were meant to be—on your terms.Website-https://thedarl.com/Instagram-https://www.instagram.com/laraschmoisman/

In Cineversary podcast episode #80, host ⁠Erik Martin⁠ lifts a golden chalice to toast the golden anniversary of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, directed by Terry Gilliam and Terry Jones. Joining him on this quest is Darl Larsen, a film and animation professor at Brigham Young University and author of A Book About the Film Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Together, they collect several nice and inexpensive shrubberies, decipher obscure Swedish subtitles, and try to convince listeners that they're not quite dead as they explore why this film still matters 50 years later.Learn more about the Cineversary podcast at www.cineversary.com and email show comments or suggestions to cineversarypodcast@gmail.com.

Outlouders, we've just ticked off January for 2025... and who else is already exhausted? Don't worry... us too! So today we are sharing with you an episode of MID that will help you avoid burning out. Burn-Out, says author Katherine May, is what happens when you repeatedly ignore your own needs. Sound familiar? The first signs are often that you can't focus. Can't read, maybe. Can't sleep, or sleep too much? Can't eat, or can't stop eating? You're Tired All The Time. You have that cold that just won't leave.The cure, everyone says, is simple: Slow down, Darl. But it's not so easy when everyone needs something from you. Author and advocate Katherine May - creator of the Sunday Times and New York Times bestselling books Wintering and Enchantment - thinks that the way we're taught to deal with burn-out is unrealistic for most women, particularly midlife women with overflowing plates. Waking up to meditate is not so easy when you've got lunches to make, work to do, life to live. And let's face it, a world that prioritises productivity hacks isn't exactly championing meaningful rest. So how do you replenish, in 2025, when absolutely everyone's lost their charger? THE END BITS Share your feedback! Send us a voice message or email us at podcast@mamamia.com.au Follow us on Instagram @MidbyMamamia or sign up to the MID newsletter, dropping weekly here. Want to go in the running to win a $50 voucher? Answer this short survey. Click here for a copy Katherine's brilliant books. CREDITS: Host: Holly Wainwright Executive Producer: Talissa Bazaz Audio Producer: Jacob Round Mamamia acknowledges the Traditional Owners of the Land we have recorded this podcast on, the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to their Elders past and present, and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures.Become a Mamamia subscriber: https://www.mamamia.com.au/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The line between zealous representation and being an obstinate ass is often said to be a fine-line to walk as attorneys. After all, if the OTHER side is playing hardball, the temptation to fight fire with MORE fire can almost seem like a responsibility. But as my guest today so eloquently puts it, “lawyers that fight over every issue do it because they don't know the issues that actually matter.”This week I was lucky to be joined by veteran trial attorney and founding partner of The Champion Firm, Darl Champion.Consistently recognized in the National Trial Lawyers ‘Top 100' in the State of Georgia, he has represented clients in every federal district court in Georgia, the Georgia Court of Appeals, Georgia Supreme Court, the Eleventh Circuit Court of Appeals, and numerous state and superior courts throughout Georgia.In our conversation we discuss the slow erosion of civility on both sides of the docket, how lawyers of impact, be they defense or plaintiff, have more in common than not, and why more of us need to approach our cases with the mindset of problem solving, not winning.As always, enjoy the show. _________________SHOWNOTES:Mindset - Carol DweckThe Slight Edge - Jeff Olson

A paranormal investigation begins..by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Ed finally gets Charisma alone. "Doctor Lintrell?"The brown-haired woman looked up from her desk and lowered her cats-eye glasses. "Yes? Do we have an appointment?"The short woman and tall man, both dressed in dark suits and also brown-haired, stepped into the office. The woman pulled out her identification. "You called us, Doctor. Agents Kelly and Smolder, Homeland Security.""Oh, yes, please close the door and have a seat. I wouldn't have called, but since the incident, I've been having nightmares -- flashbacks?"The agents sat. The man, Smolder, leaned forward, looking skeptical. "About a large blue penis?"The doctor flushed. "I thought it was nothing, but a week ago I missed my period, and I haven't had sex with anyone...well, anyone I remember, anyway. I tested myself and...I'm pregnant. The blue penis keeps popping up in my dreams, so I think someone hypnotized me, not that I used to believe in hypnosis, but..." She reached into her desk. "...then I found this." She held out a piece of paper.Kelly read it and then handed the paper to her partner. On it was the date from three weeks previous, some scribblings about a "John Smith", an unspecified problem with his penis, and the last thing written was, "Blue!""I don't remember writing that, agents, but it's definitely my handwriting."Smolder took a picture of the note with his phone and handed it back to the doctor. "John Smith, huh?"She looked nettled. "Obviously a fake name...I expect that he was embarrassed about his penis."Kelly nodded. "And you can't remember anything about this man, other than that?"Doctor Lintrell shook her head. "I'm sorry...my staff didn't even remember him. One thought that he might have had brown hair?"Smolder stood up. "Brown hair? We'll have this solved by lunch! Thanks, Doctor Lintrell." Then he turned on his heel and stomped out of the room."I'm sorry for my partner," Kelly said. "He's a bit of a skeptic."The doctor nodded. "You said you were Homeland Security? I called the local police."Kelly got to her feet. "We believe that this could be far bigger than a local issue." She drew closer and whispered, "Aliens."The doctor looked at her blankly. "You think 'John Smith' is Mexican?"Kelly frowned and sighed. "Something like that. We'll be in touch, Doctor."---Spring Break was over, and Ed was back in school. He was definitely not going to miss his chance at getting Charisma alone this time! When she asked the teacher if she could go to the washroom, Ed did the same a few minutes later.He caught the gorgeous blonde just as she was heading back to class. "Hey, Charisma! Can I talk to you?""You are talking to me," she replied dismissively, not stopping."I mean alone!"She paused and turned to him. "What for?""I...I have to show you something...you'll really love it!""I've heard That before..." Then she looked thoughtful, "though they were right. Okay, come on." She pulled Ed back into the women's washroom. "Well?""Just a sec," Ed said. He turned his back to her and let Perry out through his zipper before whirling back around. "Ta da!" he cried with a flourish."Oh," Charisma responded as she beheld his large blue alien penis.Ed paused. "Oh?"Charisma pulled her skirt up, surprising him. "Yeah, I already got one of those. Blue dick buddies!" She held out her fist.Ed was unable to tear his eyes away from the 4" blue penis hanging between her legs."Oh, c'mon! Don't leave me hangin'!"Ed slowly raised his arm and gave her the saddest fist bump ever."Okay, see ya!" Then she was gone, leaving Ed standing alone in the girls' washroom.*So...I guess we have something to discuss, Ed.* Perry said in his mind. *Sorry, buddy, one of my drones got into her over the holiday.*"Drones?"*Yeah...well, all that sex we've been having? It's been allowing me to 'spread my seed', so to speak. You know how you have one blue ball and one regular one? The blue one's mine, and it's been making drones; copies of me.*Ed's mind was overloading. Everyone he had sex with? "Muh...my Mom too?"*Oh, she's been great, just going to town on the locals, and then with her own sister...so hot!*"Aunt Erin?!"Just then the door opened and a pretty redheaded senior walked in. "Hey! What are you doing inn...here..." Her mind shut down as she saw Perry dancing in front of her, and she pulled her shirt off, revealing nice palm-sized breasts covered by a pink bra.*Time to have some fun, Ed!*"But...no..." Ed felt his body flush with desire for this young woman, Perry leading the way as he advanced on her.She pulled her skirt and pink panties down and then bent over the sink counter, presenting her puffy, rapidly moistening pussy to him."Perry...I don't wanna..." But Ed took a hold of the teenaged beauty's rounded hips and felt Perry slither inside her sultry vagina. "...oh..no..."*Hey, Ed, this one's fertile,* Perry advised him, noticing the telltale mucus as he slipped deeper inside. *You want me to let Pinky get all up in her?*Ed started to thrust. It was feeling really good. His mind seemed to be floating, strangely unconcerned about what was happening. "Pinky?"*That's what I named your remaining testicle. I can make my stuff shoot into her, or yours. Lemme know which when we get closer, huh?*"I...umm..." Ed unfastened the girl's bra, and her B-cups swung forward. His hands engulfed them, squeezing gently and making the mesmerized beauty gasp as he thrust into her."Uh-huhh..." she moaned as Ed started to tweak her wide nipples.He felt her pussy gripping him tightly. It was feeling really good now...*Time to choose, Ed! Pinky or Perry?*Ed continued to thrust. Why couldn't he think straight? he wondered.*Looks like I gave you a little too much happy juice, buddy. How about we give her both, and may the best man win?*"Uh! Ernh!" Ed was slamming into the girl now, and she was crying out with each hard thrust. He felt his load mustering in his loins, and then the pleasure rushed up his long shaft. He thrust hard and fast into the redhead until... "Ugh!" Ecstasy burst from the tip of his cock as he painted her unprotected pussy with a huge load of cum. "Ur!""Uck-ah!" she cried out as her own orgasm exploded from deep inside her pussy, where the combined load of Perry's blue and Ed's white sperm deluged her fertile depths. Perry pressed the tip of his head against her spasming cervix, and several spurts of their combined seed slipped straight through, invading her undiscovered country."Huh...huh..." Ed leaned down upon the girl, all of his energy gone."Umm...can'd breedh..." the girl groaned from under him.He pulled back, Perry slipping out from inside her and making them both gasp. "Oh, sorry," he offered.She looked down at all the sperm oozing out of her gaping pussy. "Oh shit, now I really really have to pee..." She ran into a stall and moaned as she let loose.Ed grabbed her clothes and handed them to her under the stall door."Thanks!""You're...welcome..." Ed shook his head, zipped up, and went back to class. Kelly and Smolder meet Ed.Ed was having trouble getting his head around it all. His new 10" blue penis, which was actually an alien parasite named Perry, was making copies of itself every time Ed had sex with someone! And then those copies had sex with others and made more copies! But whenever Ed tried to talk to Perry about it, he got distracted. He felt like Perry might be manipulating him, but then he got really tired and had to go take a nap.Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder were stumped trying to find the man with the blue penis that had allegedly hypnotized and impregnated a local doctor. "John Smith" was an obvious pseudonym, and the possibly brown-haired rapist had been so nondescript that it was futile to just canvass the area. The town wasn't large, but there were still several thousand residents, and there was also no guarantee that the mystery man hadn't visited the clinic from one of the neighboring suburbs."Hmm..." Kelly hummed as she consulted her phone."I know that 'hmm'," Smolder responded jokingly, "you found something.""A meteorite fell to Earth a few miles from here the night before 'John Smith' went to Doctor Lintrell's clinic," she revealed, holding her phone screen toward him.He didn't even look. "Oh God, aliens again? I keep telling you, there's no such thing, Kelly!""So you keep saying," she replied, "but do we have anything better to go on?"Ding dong!Ed woke up from his nap. "Mom?" he called out.Ding dong!Since his mother didn't seem to be home, Ed headed down and opened the front door, revealing a tall man and a short woman, dressed in dark suits."JOHN SMITH!" the man pointed a finger accusingly at Ed.Ed staggered back. That was the fake name that he had given at the clinic! How the hell had they found him?"Oh, enough, Smolder," the woman chastised him. "Are you going to yell that at every brown-haired male we come across?"The man smiled, chagrined. "You never know, right?"Ed tried to control his breathing. "Um...um...who are you? What do you want?"The woman showed him her ID. "Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder. May we come in?" Since Ed had already stepped back in shock, they stepped into the entryway without waiting for permission."Um, sure," Ed acquiesced as they closed the door behind them."Who are you, if not John Smith?" the man -- Smolder -- asked him, notebook in hand."Ed Doughtry, sir.""'Sir'...someone raised you right, Ed. Are your parents here?""Dad's delivering around town all day." Ed looked around. "I thought Mom was here, but she must have gone out." That was happening more and more often while his Dad was absent. He tried not to think of his mother fucking women all around town with her new blue penis, infecting them with more blue penises like Perry."We'd like to ask you about the meteorite that landed in your back forty, Mr. Doughtry," Agent Kelly asked."Meteorite? Sorry, I wasn't aware," Ed lied."It came down late at night a few weeks ago. You were probably asleep," she informed him. He nodded. "Can I have a look at the crash site?""Um, sure..."He watched the short woman head out the back door, leaving him alone with the imposingly tall Agent Smolder. Ed wished that she had stayed instead.Smolder gave him a disarming smile. "So, Ed...what's there to do for fun around here?"In the back of the town's only adult store, a fit dirty blonde sat in the blowjob booth as her latest customer blew his load down her throat. Lacey, 23 years old, hadn't been very effective at most of the jobs she'd had since barely graduating high school, but she was a born cocksucker. The man's average-sized cock retreated through the glory hole and she heard a muffled, "Thanks!" She put the two $20 bills that had preceded his cock into her purse.A minute or so later, another couple Jacksons were pushed through the hole, followed by a hard penis, and she paused to examine the schlong. The inside of the booth was dim so that the clientele couldn't identify her if they looked through the hole, but the 8" hard cock seemed...off, somehow. Still, it was a nice-sized member, so she took it into her mouth. A moan, of a higher pitch than expected, sounded from the other side of the wall. She continued to suck, and felt some precum slip into her mouth. She gulped it down.Lacey suddenly felt very hot. She had to get her clothes off and cool down! She quickly pulled off her tight jeans, and then let go of the cock to remove her t-shirt. Finally, shrugging, she doffed her panties and bra, freeing her B-cup breasts. That felt better, and the naked woman took the cock back in hand.Then she realized that her pussy was very wet. She didn't normally do this, but she felt hornier than she remembered being for a very long time. "Ooh, you're in for a treat, mister," she called out to her paramour as she turned, bent over, and backed herself onto that hard prong. The penis seemed to practically slither into her wanton depths, and she gasped in pleasure. She wondered if she had forgotten something important, but couldn't figure out what it was as it sat, unused, in its foil packet in her purse.She moaned as she pushed back, and that sizable member bottomed out inside her tight little body. Then she leaned forward as her lover pulled back, and they smashed their private parts back together on the downswing. That wonderful cock seemed to slide along her g-spot nicely as it went, and she was amazed at how well her lover was pleasuring her, as if that person somehow had intimate knowledge of a woman's inner workings. She was already close to orgasming.Then when they were fully joined again, the head of that wonderful cock rapping insistently at her cervix, she came. "Fuuuckk..." she moaned, shaking, her nipples incredibly hard.Her lover started to thrust faster and harder inside her, extending her orgasm. Her mind was trying to tell her that something important was about to happen. Well, of course it was, she told herself; the orgasm's the best part!"Ungh!"Lacey heard the high-pitched voice on the other side of the wall grunt, and felt that stupendous cock throb deep inside her. Then she felt a hot warmth suddenly permeate her core and came again, hard. "Huhh! Ohh wooow..." She pushed back onto the spurting cock, her co-opted instincts telling her to make sure that precious seed went as deep inside her as it could, and it did. A gush of blue-tinged semen splashed through her spasming cervix, where it began its journey of transformation deep inside the young woman.Eve Doughtry tucked her softening member back under her skirt and left through the glory hole room's door, surprising the shop owner as she went. She gave him a wink and headed home.Agent Kelly returned. "Unfortunately, there wasn't much left of the meteorite.""So, no aliens?" Smolder asked with a sardonic grin.Ed choked. "Uhh...aliens? Are you kidding?"*You rang?* Perry sounded in his head."Where the hell have you been?" Ed subvocalized."What was that?" Smolder asked."Just...wondering when my Mom's going to be home. She's been gone for a while."Kelly stepped forward and handed him a business card. "Please have her call me if she or your father were awake when the meteorite came down, or if they've seen anything...strange...okay, Mr. Doughtry?"*Oh, she's cute, Ed...kind of a hot nerd, don'tcha think?* Perry asked.Ed smiled at her and nodded, "Yep.""All right, we'll show ourselves out. Have a good day." Then they were gone."Perry, that was way too close!" Ed exclaimed.*Relax, Ed...if we can't beat 'em, she'll join us, and it looks like she's the smart one in that partnership. Problem solved.*Ed wondered. The teary ending.Agents Kelly and Smolder split up to interview the neighbors, with short, curvy Kelly trudging up the gravel path of a nearby farmhouse to knock on the front door.An attractive, shorter brunette woman opened it and gave the agent an assessing gaze. "Yes?"Kelly held up her ID. "Homeland Security, Agent Kelly, ma'am. I was wondering if you saw or heard the meteorite that came down a few weeks ago, or have you seen anything strange since?"The woman stood back and opened the door wide. "The meteorite? Why don't you come in and we can discuss it. I'm Darla, by the way.""Thank you." Kelly entered the house. "Oh, what a lovely home you have, Darl--"As the agent passed her, the housewife pushed her forward hard, causing Kelly to sprawl across the arm of the cushy couch with her butt in the air."--ahh!"In a flash, Darla was upon her, pushing up the agent's coat and pulling down her trousers. Darla's now 7" blue erection was ready.*Ha! Got her!* Perry announced in Ed's head."Got who?"*Agent Kelly! She went next door to Darla's, and...*"Aunt Darla too? Oh, Perry!"*Shit! What just happened?*"What?"*I lost contact with Darla...there's just nothing!*Ed had never heard Perry sound worried before. "Um..."*I'm calling in reinforcements.*"Coraaa...whyyy...?" Cora's mother moaned as her daughter ravaged her with her new 6" blue penis. The small retro grunge senior student had found her mother in bed, nursing a migraine, and insisted that she give her a massage to help. Once the older woman was relaxed, though, Cora had pounced. Once Perry's drone cock was inside her mother's pussy, there was no stopping her."I just gotta..." Cora responded, "...gotta...unhh..." She moved faster, slamming that blue cock harder into her Mom. "Gottaa...aaahhh!" she cried out as blue sperm blasted from the head of her cock, filling her mother's unprotected depths."Aahhh! Corrraaaa!!" her mother screamed as her own orgasm exploded from the hot, wet pressure filling her.Cora froze for a moment, pulled out quickly, and raced from the room, not even pausing to pull her baggy jeans back on.Around town, an assortment of women likewise stopped what they were doing and rushed to their vehicles, some carpooling with others, like Cora, who didn't drive. As one, they raced toward the Doughtry farm.A few minutes later, there was a banging on the front door.*Don't answer it, Ed!* Perry yelled in his head."That's not your reinforcements? What do I do?"*Out the back!*Ed rushed for the back door, but Agent Smolder kicked that in, gun drawn and pointed right at him."Ack!" Ed screeched, and automatically put his hands up."Open the front door, Ed," Smolder directed him, his pistol unwavering.He did, and Kelly walked in, holding a silver briefcase. She took Ed's arm. "Ed, I'm going to need you to take me to your bedroom.""Err, what's goin' on, Kelly?" Smolder asked as he put away his gun. "Is Ed here our guy?""That's what I'm going to find out. C'mon..." and she pulled Ed up the stairs to his room, Smolder following. She turned back to her partner. "Smolder, I'm going to need you to barricade the doors and windows. We might have unfriendly visitors soon. And don't shoot anyone!" Then she pulled Ed into his room and closed the door."Okay, I'll just be out here trying to unkick the back door, I guess?" Smolder called up cheekily.She dropped the silver briefcase onto his bed. "Pants off, Ed."*Stupid woman!* Perry exulted, *Now she's ours! Let's show her what we're made of, Ed.*Ed unzipped and Perry sprang out, dancing hypnotically before the short, sexy agent."There you are," Kelly said, her eyes turning entirely coal black.*No! What are they doing here?! Shit! Run, Ed!*Suddenly full of adrenaline, Ed dashed for the door, but Kelly was a step ahead of him, tripping him up and climbing astride him. She held his arms down as Perry battered at her trousers, trying to insert himself inside her.Her eyes were as black as pitch as she stared into his. "Ed, I need you to listen to me. I think you know, deep down, that this thing has been controlling you, but it won't let you realize it. I'm going to help with that, and you need to help me."There was the scrabbling sound of car tires on the driveway outside. "Uh, Kelly? I think we have company!" Smolder called out from downstairs."We don't have much time, Ed," Kelly advised him. "I need you to think about what was most important to you before this thing came into your life. Ack!" Perry had poked her right in her pussy through her trousers, so she grabbed the alien phallus with one hand while shifting a knee to keep Ed's arms immobile.Ed's mind felt odd, like he was waking up from a dream. Most important? Graduating school, meeting a woman, having sex with that woman, lots of sex...his cock throbbed in the agent's firm hand."Concentrate, Ed! Don't let it mess with your head. Think about your family," she urged him.Ed considered his Dad, the man that, despite how much he worked, had always made sure that he had time to talk to his son about whatever concerns the younger man had. His Mom had always been supportive as well, perhaps more indulgent than other mothers, but that was because she loved him. His mind flashed back to that morning weeks ago, when she had climbed into his lap and fucked his new alien cock, and felt ashamed."Ed! That wasn't you...it was the alien! He made you do that!" Kelly advised him.Ed despaired. He had had sex with so many women in the past few weeks, and before Perry, he had been a virgin! The alien had helped him, hadn't he? But he should never have had incestuous relations with his Mom, or his cousin Julie!There was a crash downstairs. They heard swearing, and then the thumping of Smolder's feet up the stairs. "Whatever you're going to do, Kelly, do it now! It's like Night of the Living Dead out here!"Kelly struggled to hold Perry still. "It has to go, Ed! There's too much at stake! You have to reject it. Think of something -- anything -- that you hate about all this!" She furrowed her brow in concentration.Ed's mind was whirling, and then he remembered Charisma, his dream woman. The one thing he had wanted, and he hadn't been able to fuck her because one of Perry's "drones" had gotten to her first. He...was angry...he was...Furious. He gritted his teeth. "Get...off...""Not until you agree...""Perry! Get off of me! Get off of my body, you fucker!"Kelly jumped to her feet. Ed grabbed the alien cock in both hands.*No, Ed! We can do amazing things together! Just let me be your penis!* Perry pleaded.Ed pulled and screamed. Perry shrieked in his head as the alien parasite slowly peeled away from between the young man's legs. The screaming continued as Ed's blood splashed to the floor between his legs, and then he finally ripped Perry free. He tottered for a moment, and then swooned and collapsed.Kelly grabbed Perry before he could slither away. "Gotcha!""Kelly! I'm gonna get killed by blue dickgirls!" Smolder yelled from the other side of the door. From the thumps, it sounded like he was being battered against it.She flipped open the silver briefcase, shoved Perry inside, and quickly closed the lid. There was a "shush" sound as the case sealed.There was immediate silence from the other side of the door. "Smolder?" Kelly called out.The door opened and her partner staggered in, beaten and bruised. "What the fuck just happened? They all collapsed." Then he took in the bloody mess on the floor. "Oh, shit...I'll call an ambulance." He pulled out his phone.---"Ed?""Five more minutes, Mom.""Ed Doughtry."Ed opened his eyes. Agent Kelly was there, pressing a towel to his crotch. "Oww FUCK!" he yelled in agony as he came back to reality."Sorry, Ed," she offered, her eyes still black. "I'm holding back the pain as best I can. I was really impressed with what you did with...Perry.""What...are you?""Think of me as an intergalactic policewoman, keeping the Earth safe from things like that parasite. Normally I'd have to take your memory of this event away, but I really need you to keep an eye out around here, in case we missed anything. Can you keep a secret, Ed?"Gritting his teeth, he nodded.She gave him a smile. "Good man. Perry's victims all passed out when I threw him into my shielded case, and the copies he made have disintegrated, too, without their master's direction. Their ex-hosts won't remember anything that happened after being infected, and I suspect Perry messed their memories of those encounters up enough so they won't recall what he made you do to them. Now I just have to adjust Smolder's memory so that he goes back to not believing in aliens, and..." She looked around. "Where is Smolder...?"Then she gasped. "...and the briefcase?"---"Ten inches! Woo!" Agent Smolder drove hard and fast away from town, his new penis settling in nicely between his legs.*I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Smolder,* Perry said. *Hey, do you smoke?*Epilogue:Over the next few weeks, several dozen women were surprised to miss their next period, with no recollection of how that really happened. Almost eight months later, a glut of births occurred in Ed's sleepy town. Of the ones that Ed and his mother personally had a hand in:Doctor Lintrell had a normal baby boy, though she never found out who "John Smith" was.Darla and her husband, the Doughtrys' next door neighbors, were very happy to finally be blessed with a little girl.Ed's Aunt Erin likewise birthed a little girl. Because Eve's alien testicle had been made from her own ovary, her sperm could only supply X chromosomes, not Y, so she only made girls.Cora, the retro grunge student, had a boy, and the unnamed redhead from the school's ladies' washroom had a girl.All of the babies except Doctor Lintrell's had a strange condition that caused their skin to have a slight blue tinge. Only time would tell what else would be different.The end? By Krosis for Literotica 

Burn-Out, says author Katherine May, is what happens when you repeatedly ignore your own needs. Sound familiar? The first signs are often that you can't focus. Can't read, maybe. Can't sleep, or sleep too much? Can't eat, or can't stop eating? You're Tired All The Time. You have that cold that just won't leave.The cure, everyone says, is simple: Slow down, Darl. But it's not so easy when everyone needs something from you. Author and advocate Katherine May -  creator of the Sunday Times and New York Times bestselling books Wintering and Enchantment - thinks that the way we're taught to deal with burn-out is unrealistic for most women, particularly midlife women with overflowing plates. Waking up to meditate is not so easy when you've got lunches to make, work to do, life to live. And let's face it, a world that prioritises productivity hacks isn't exactly championing meaningful rest. So how do you replenish, in 2024, when absolutely everyone's lost their charger? Welcome to MID, Episode 4: Burn-Out THE END BITS  Share your feedback! Send us a voice message or email us at podcast@mamamia.com.au  Follow us on Instagram @MidbyMamamia or sign up to the MID newsletter, dropping weekly here.  Want to go in the running to win a $50 voucher? Answer this short survey.  Click here for a copy Katherine's brilliant books. CREDITS: Hosts: Holly Wainwright Executive Producer: Talissa Bazaz Audio Producer: Jacob Round Mamamia acknowledges the Traditional Owners of the Land we have recorded this podcast on, the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to their Elders past and present, and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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The Slayers are short a feather. Can they steal it off Darl's gang? Or will they have to go mountaineering?

Darl has disappeared. Can the Slayers seize the feather from the Efreet before his gang make their escape? WARNING: Contains painfully extensive scenes of logistical planning that some readers may find offensive.

Darl is. Mercer University, Walter F. George School of Law Graudte currently works as a Personal Injury and Wrongful Death Attorney at his Champion Law Firm. Darl and I had an amazing conversation speaking about his journey to law school, the experiences he had, and his experience opening his own Law Firm. Darl's highlighting of the importance of a growth mindset is an important facet of his journey and represents something anyone can apply to their own life. Be sure to check out his very own podcast Championing Justice Below!https://www.linkedin.com/in/darl-champion-0b6aa116Darl's Website:https://www.thechampionfirm.com

Referral relationships are a great way to establish a firm's initial book of business. But what happens when a firm owner is ready to grow the practice and diversify case sources? Today's guest offers a blueprint to making the transition and becoming a thriving practice. Darl Champion once relied on a single dominant referral source to stay afloat.  Darl diversified his case sources to scale up and invested in digital marketing to drive direct client acquisitions. This shift away from a referral-based firm felt like a calculated gamble. However, the risk paid off for The Champion Firm (@winwithchampion). Now recovering over $22 million annually with a team of 7 attorneys and 20+ staff, Darl hasn't second-guessed taking ownership of his marketing.  In this episode, Darl explains the calculated process of reducing referral relationships to fuel growth. Learn how implementing selective case criteria, enhancing client experience, and blending case types can help firms expand. Links Want to hear more from elite personal injury lawyers and industry-leading marketers? Follow us on social media for more. Rankings.io Instagram Chris Dreyer Instagram Rankings.io Twitter Rankings.io Website Darl Champion LinkedIn The Champion Firm Website The Champion Firm LinkedIn The Champion Firm Instagram Championing Justice Podcast What's in This Episode: Who is Darl Champion? Why a blended business model can be the best of both worlds. How to know if your PPC campaign is working for your firm.  When to bring marketing in-house and when to hire an agency. Past Guests Past guests on Personal Injury Mastermind: Brent Sibley, Sam Glover, Larry Nussbaum, Michael Mogill, Brian Chase, Jay Kelley, Alvaro Arauz, Eric Chaffin, Brian Panish, John Gomez, Sol Weiss, Matthew Dolman, Gabriel Levin, Seth Godin, David Craig, Pete Strom, John Ruhlin, Andrew Finkelstein, Harry Morton, Shay Rowbottom, Maria Monroy, Dave Thomas, Marc Anidjar, Bob Simon, Seth Price, John Gomez, Megan Hargroder, Brandon Yosha, Mike Mandell, Brett Sachs, Paul Faust, Jennifer Gore-Cuthbert Additional Episodes You Might Enjoy 80. Mike Papantonio, Levin, Papantonio, & Rafferty — Doing Well by Doing Good 84. Glen Lerner, Lerner and Rowe – A Steady Hand in a Shifting Industry 101. Pratik Shah, EsquireTek — Discovering the Power of Automation 134. Darryl Isaacs, Isaacs & Isaacs — The Hammer: Insights from a Marketing Legend 104. Taly Goody, Goody Law Group — Finding PI Clients on TikTok 63. Joe Fried, Fried Goldberg LLC — How To Become An Expert And Revolutionize Your PI Niche 96. Brian Dean, Backlinko — Becoming a Linkable Source 83. Seth Godin — Differentiation: How to Make Your Law Firm a Purple Cow 73. Neil Patel, Neil Patel — Digital A New Approach to Content and Emerging Marketing Channels

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William Faulkner's fifth published novel, As I Lay Dying (1930), is a self-described tour de force that the author cranked out in roughly two months while working as the night manager at the University of Mississippi power plant in his hometown of Oxford. This dark tragicomedy about a family on a quest to bury its matriarch helped win the author his early reputation for sadistically heaping woe and misfortune upon his Southern grotesques but has more recently come to be seen as a complex artistic effort to empathize with the often marginalized rural population in America whose supposed primitivism leads to the caricatures found in Erskine Caldwell's Tobacco Road and God's Little Acre, two contemporaneous novels. Telling the story of the Bundren family through fifteen different narrators and a tapestry of styles that weaves dialect with hypnotic poetry, Faulkner crafted a tightly plotted but expansively interiorized tale in which unforgettable characters such as Addie, Darl, Dewey Dell, and Vardaman cope with grief, language, and understanding. If you've ever wondered why the phrase "My mother is a fish" is a meme, this podcast is for you. 

-Agents Kelly & Smolder Respond.by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Scene 9: Ed Finally Gets Charisma Alone. “Doctor Lintrell?”The brown-haired woman looked up from her desk and lowered her cats-eye glasses. “Yes? Do we have an appointment?”The short woman and tall man, both dressed in dark suits and also brown-haired, stepped into the office. The woman pulled out her identification. “You called us, Doctor. Agents Kelly and Smolder, Homeland Security.”“Oh, yes, please close the door and have a seat. I wouldn't have called, but since the incident, I've been having nightmares, flashbacks?”The agents sat. The man, Smolder, leaned forward, looking skeptical. “About a large blue penis?”The doctor flushed. “I thought it was nothing, but a week ago I missed my period, and I haven't had sex with anyone…well, anyone I remember, anyway. I tested myself and…I'm pregnant. The blue penis keeps popping up in my dreams, so I think someone hypnotized me, not that I used to believe in hypnosis, but…” She reached into her desk. “…then I found this.” She held out a piece of paper.Kelly read it and then handed the paper to her partner. On it was the date from three weeks previous, some scribblings about a “John Smith”, an unspecified problem with his penis, and the last thing written was, “Blue!”“I don't remember writing that, agents, but it's definitely my handwriting.”Smolder took a picture of the note with his phone and handed it back to the doctor. “John Smith, huh?”She looked nettled. “Obviously a fake name…I expect that he was embarrassed about his penis.”Kelly nodded. “And you can't remember anything about this man, other than that?”Doctor Lintrell shook her head. “I'm sorry…my staff didn't even remember him. One thought that he might have had brown hair?”Smolder stood up. “Brown hair? We'll have this solved by lunch! Thanks, Doctor Lintrell.” Then he turned on his heel and stomped out of the room.“I'm sorry for my partner,” Kelly said. “He's a bit of a skeptic.”The doctor nodded. “You said you were Homeland Security? I called the local police.”Kelly got to her feet. “We believe that this could be far bigger than a local issue.” She drew closer and whispered, “Aliens.”The doctor looked at her blankly. “You think ‘John Smith' is Mexican?”Kelly frowned and sighed. “Something like that. We'll be in touch, Doctor.”Spring Break was over, and Ed was back in school. He was definitely not going to miss his chance at getting Charisma alone this time! When she asked the teacher if she could go to the washroom, Ed did the same a few minutes later.He caught the gorgeous blonde just as she was heading back to class. “Hey, Charisma! Can I talk to you?”“You are talking to me,” she replied dismissively, not stopping.“I mean alone!”She paused and turned to him. “What for?”“I…I have to show you something…you'll really love it!”“I've heard that before…” Then she looked thoughtful, “though they were right. Okay, come on.” She pulled Ed back into the women's washroom. “Well?”“Just a sec,” Ed said. He turned his back to her and let Perry out through his zipper before whirling back around. “Ta da!” he cried with a flourish.“Oh,” Charisma responded as she beheld his large blue alien penis.Ed paused. “Oh?”Charisma pulled her skirt up, surprising him. “Yeah, I already got one of those. Blue dick buddies!” She held out her fist.Ed was unable to tear his eyes away from the 4" blue penis hanging between her legs.“Oh, c'mon! Don't leave me hangin'!”Ed slowly raised his arm and gave her the saddest fist bump ever.“Okay, see ya!” Then she was gone, leaving Ed standing alone in the girls' washroom.“So… I guess we have something to discuss, Ed.” Perry said in his mind. “Sorry, buddy, one of my drones got into her over the holiday.”“Drones?”“Yeah…well, all that sex we've been having? It's been allowing me to ‘spread my seed', so to speak. You know how you have one blue ball and one regular one? The blue one's mine, and it's been making drones; copies of me.”Ed's mind was overloading. Everyone he had sex with? “Muh…my Mom too?”“Oh, she's been great, just going to town on the locals, and then with her own sister…so hot!”“Aunt Erin?!”Just then the door opened and a pretty redheaded senior walked in. “Hey! What are you doing inn…here…” Her mind shut down as she saw Perry dancing in front of her, and she pulled her shirt off, revealing nice palm-sized breasts covered by a pink bra.“Time to have some fun, Ed!”“But…no…” Ed felt his body flush with desire for this young woman, Perry leading the way as he advanced on her.She pulled her skirt and pink panties down and then bent over the sink counter, presenting her puffy, rapidly moistening pussy to him.“Perry…I don't wanna…” But Ed took a hold of the teenaged beauty's rounded hips and felt Perry slither inside her sultry vagina. “…oh…no..”“Hey, Ed, this one's fertile,” Perry advised him, noticing the telltale mucus as he slipped deeper inside. “You want me to let Pinky get all up in her?”Ed started to thrust. It was feeling really good. His mind seemed to be floating, strangely unconcerned about what was happening. “Pinky?”“That's what I named your remaining testicle. I can make my stuff shoot into her, or yours. Lemme know which when we get closer, huh?”“I…um…” Ed unfastened the girl's bra, and her B-cups swung forward. His hands engulfed them, squeezing gently and making the mesmerized beauty gasp as he thrust into her.“Uh huh…” she moaned as Ed started to tweak her wide nipples.He felt her pussy gripping him tightly. It was feeling really good now…“Time to choose, Ed! Pinky or Perry?”Ed continued to thrust. Why couldn't he think straight? he wondered.“Looks like I gave you a little too much happy juice, buddy. How about we give her both, and may the best man win?”“Uh! Ern” Ed was slamming into the girl now, and she was crying out with each hard thrust. He felt his load mustering in his loins, and then the pleasure rushed up his long shaft. He thrust hard and fast into the redhead until… “Uh!” Ecstasy burst from the tip of his cock as he painted her unprotected pussy with a huge load of cum. “er!”“Uck-ah!” she cried out as her own orgasm exploded from deep inside her pussy, where the combined load of Perry's blue and Ed's white sperm deluged her fertile depths. Perry pressed the tip of his head against her spasming cervix, and several spurts of their combined seed slipped straight through, invading her undiscovered country.“Huh…huh…” Ed leaned down upon the girl, all of his energy gone.“Um…can'd breed…” the girl groaned from under him.He pulled back, Perry slipping out from inside her and making them both gasp. “Oh, sorry,” he offered.She looked down at all the sperm oozing out of her gaping pussy. “Oh shit, now I really really have to pee…” She ran into a stall and moaned as she let loose.Ed grabbed her clothes and handed them to her under the stall door.“Thanks!”“You're…welcome…” Ed shook his head, zipped up, and went back to class.Scene 9: Kelly and Smolder Meet Ed. Ed was having trouble getting his head around it all. His new 10" blue penis, which was actually an alien parasite named Perry, was making copies of itself every time Ed had sex with someone! And then those copies had sex with others and made more copies! But whenever Ed tried to talk to Perry about it, he got distracted. He felt like Perry might be manipulating him, but then he got really tired and had to go take a nap.Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder were stumped trying to find the man with the blue penis that had allegedly hypnotized and impregnated a local doctor. “John Smith” was an obvious pseudonym, and the possibly brown-haired rapist had been so nondescript that it was futile to just canvass the area. The town wasn't large, but there were still several thousand residents, and there was also no guarantee that the mystery man hadn't visited the clinic from one of the neighboring suburbs.“Hm…” Kelly hummed as she consulted her phone.“I know that ‘hm',” Smolder responded jokingly, “you found something.”“A meteorite fell to Earth a few miles from here the night before ‘John Smith' went to Doctor Lintrell's clinic,” she revealed, holding her phone screen toward him.He didn't even look. “Oh God, aliens again? I keep telling you, there's no such thing, Kelly!”“So you keep saying,” she replied, “but do we have anything better to go on?”Ding dong!Ed woke up from his nap. “Mom?” he called out.Ding dong!Since his mother didn't seem to be home, Ed headed down and opened the front door, revealing a tall man and a short woman, dressed in dark suits.“JOHN SMITH!” the man pointed a finger accusingly at Ed.Ed staggered back. That was the fake name that he had given at the clinic! How the hell had they found him?“Oh, enough, Smolder,” the woman chastised him. “Are you going to yell that at every brown-haired male we come across?”The man smiled, chagrined. “You never know, right?”Ed tried to control his breathing. “Um…um…who are you? What do you want?”The woman showed him her ID. “Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder. May we come in?” Since Ed had already stepped back in shock, they stepped into the entryway without waiting for permission.“Um, sure,” Ed acquiesced as they closed the door behind them.“Who are you, if not John Smith?” the man – Smolder – asked him, notebook in hand.“Ed Doughtry, sir.”“'Sir'…someone raised you right, Ed. Are your parents here?”“Dad's delivering around town all day.” Ed looked around. “I thought Mom was here, but she must have gone out.” That was happening more and more often while his Dad was absent. He tried not to think of his mother fucking women all around town with her new blue penis, infecting them with more blue penises like Perry.“We'd like to ask you about the meteorite that landed in your back forty, Mr. Doughtry,” Agent Kelly asked.“Meteorite? Sorry, I wasn't aware,” Ed lied.“It came down late at night a few weeks ago. You were probably asleep,” she informed him. He nodded. “Can I have a look at the crash site?”“Um, sure…”He watched the short woman head out the back door, leaving him alone with the imposingly tall Agent Smolder. Ed wished that she had stayed instead.Smolder gave him a disarming smile. “So, Ed…what's there to do for fun around here?”In the back of the town's only adult store, a fit dirty blonde sat in the blowjob booth as her latest customer blew his load down her throat. Lacey, 23 years old, hadn't been very effective at most of the jobs she'd had since barely graduating high school, but she was a born cocksucker. The man's average-sized cock retreated through the glory hole and she heard a muffled, “Thanks!” She put the two $20 bills that had preceded his cock into her purse.A minute or so later, another couple Jacksons were pushed through the hole, followed by a hard penis, and she paused to examine the schlong. The inside of the booth was dim so that the clientele couldn't identify her if they looked through the hole, but the 8" hard cock seemed…off, somehow. Still, it was a nice-sized member, so she took it into her mouth. A moan, of a higher pitch than expected, sounded from the other side of the wall. She continued to suck, and felt some precum slip into her mouth. She gulped it down.Lacey suddenly felt very hot. She had to get her clothes off and cool down! She quickly pulled off her tight jeans, and then let go of the cock to remove her t-shirt. Finally, shrugging, she doffed her panties and bra, freeing her B-cup breasts. That felt better, and the naked woman took the cock back in hand.Then she realized that her pussy was very wet. She didn't normally do this, but she felt hornier than she remembered being for a very long time. “Ooh, you're in for a treat, mister,” she called out to her paramour as she turned, bent over, and backed herself onto that hard prong. The penis seemed to practically slither into her wanton depths, and she gasped in pleasure. She wondered if she had forgotten something important, but couldn't figure out what it was as it sat, unused, in its foil packet in her purse.She moaned as she pushed back, and that sizable member bottomed out inside her tight little body. Then she leaned forward as her lover pulled back, and they smashed their private parts back together on the downswing. That wonderful cock seemed to slide along her g-spot nicely as it went, and she was amazed at how well her lover was pleasuring her, as if that person somehow had intimate knowledge of a woman's inner workings. She was already close to orgasming.Then when they were fully joined again, the head of that wonderful cock rapping insistently at her cervix, she came. “Fuuuckk…” she moaned, shaking, her nipples incredibly hard.Her lover started to thrust faster and harder inside her, extending her orgasm. Her mind was trying to tell her that something important was about to happen. Well, of course it was, she told herself; the orgasm's the best part!“Uh!”Lacey heard the high-pitched voice on the other side of the wall grunt, and felt that stupendous cock throb deep inside her. Then she felt a hot warmth suddenly permeate her core and came again, hard. “Huh! Oh wow…” She pushed back onto the spurting cock, her co-opted instincts telling her to make sure that precious seed went as deep inside her as it could, and it did. A gush of blue-tinged semen splashed through her spasming cervix, where it began its journey of transformation deep inside the young woman.Eve Doughtry tucked her softening member back under her skirt and left through the glory hole room's door, surprising the shop owner as she went. She gave him a wink and headed home.Agent Kelly returned. “Unfortunately, there wasn't much left of the meteorite.”“So, no aliens?” Smolder asked with a sardonic grin.Ed choked. “Uh… aliens? Are you kidding?”“You rang?” Perry sounded in his head.“Where the hell have you been?” Ed subvocalized.“What was that?” Smolder asked.“Just…wondering when my Mom's going to be home. She's been gone for a while.”Kelly stepped forward and handed him a business card. “Please have her call me if she or your father were awake when the meteorite came down, or if they've seen anything…strange…okay, Mr. Doughtry?”“Oh, she's cute, Ed…kind of a hot nerd, don'tcha think?” Perry asked.Ed smiled at her and nodded, “Yep.”“All right, we'll show ourselves out. Have a good day.” Then they were gone.“Perry, that was way too close!” Ed exclaimed.“Relax, Ed…if we can't beat 'em, she'll join us, and it looks like she's the smart one in that partnership. Problem solved.”Ed wondered.Scene 10: The Teary Ending?Agents Kelly and Smolder split up to interview the neighbors, with short, curvy Kelly trudging up the gravel path of a nearby farmhouse to knock on the front door.An attractive, shorter brunette woman opened it and gave the agent an assessing gaze. “Yes?”Kelly held up her ID. “Homeland Security, Agent Kelly, ma'am. I was wondering if you saw or heard the meteorite that came down a few weeks ago, or have you seen anything strange since?”The woman stood back and opened the door wide. “The meteorite? Why don't you come in and we can discuss it. I'm Darla, by the way.”“Thank you.” Kelly entered the house. “Oh, what a lovely home you have, Darl”As the agent passed her, the housewife pushed her forward hard, causing Kelly to sprawl across the arm of the cushy couch with her butt in the air.“ah!”In a flash, Darla was upon her, pushing up the agent's coat and pulling down her trousers. Darla's now 7" blue erection was ready.“Ha! Got her!” Perry announced in Ed's head.“Got who?”“Agent Kelly! She went next door to Darla's, and…”“Aunt Darla too? Oh, Perry!”“Shit! What just happened?”“What?”“I lost contact with Darla…there's just nothing!”Ed had never heard Perry sound worried before. “Um…”“I'm calling in reinforcements.”“Cora.. why…?” Cora's mother moaned as her daughter ravaged her with her new 6" blue penis. The small retro grunge senior student had found her mother in bed, nursing a migraine, and insisted that she give her a massage to help. Once the older woman was relaxed, though, Cora had pounced. Once Perry's drone cock was inside her mother's pussy, there was no stopping her.“I just gotta…” Cora responded, “…gotta…uh…” She moved faster, slamming that blue cock harder into her Mom. “Gotta…ah!” she cried out as blue sperm blasted from the head of her cock, filling her mother's unprotected depths.“Ah! Cora!!” her mother screamed as her own orgasm exploded from the hot, wet pressure filling her.Cora froze for a moment, pulled out quickly, and raced from the room, not even pausing to pull her baggy jeans back on.Around town, an assortment of women likewise stopped what they were doing and rushed to their vehicles, some carpooling with others, like Cora, who didn't drive. As one, they raced toward the Doughtry farm.A few minutes later, there was a banging on the front door.“Don't answer it, Ed!” Perry yelled in his head.“That's not your reinforcements? What do I do?”“Out the back!”Ed rushed for the back door, but Agent Smolder kicked that in, gun drawn and pointed right at him.“Ack!” Ed screeched, and automatically put his hands up.“Open the front door, Ed,” Smolder directed him, his pistol unwavering.He did, and Kelly walked in, holding a silver briefcase. She took Ed's arm. “Ed, I'm going to need you to take me to your bedroom.”“Uh, what's goin' on, Kelly?” Smolder asked as he put away his gun. “Is Ed here our guy?”“That's what I'm going to find out. C'mon…” and she pulled Ed up the stairs to his room, Smolder following. She turned back to her partner. “Smolder, I'm going to need you to barricade the doors and windows. We might have unfriendly visitors soon. And don't shoot anyone!” Then she pulled Ed into his room and closed the door.“Okay, I'll just be out here trying to unkick the back door, I guess?” Smolder called up cheekily.She dropped the silver briefcase onto his bed. “Pants off, Ed.”“Stupid woman!” Perry exulted, “Now she's ours! Let's show her what we're made of, Ed.”Ed unzipped and Perry sprang out, dancing hypnotically before the short, sexy agent.“There you are,” Kelly said, her eyes turning entirely coal black.“No! What are they doing here?! Shit! Run, Ed!”Suddenly full of adrenaline, Ed dashed for the door, but Kelly was a step ahead of him, tripping him up and climbing astride him. She held his arms down as Perry battered at her trousers, trying to insert himself inside her.Her eyes were as black as pitch as she stared into his. “Ed, I need you to listen to me. I think you know, deep down, that this thing has been controlling you, but it won't let you realize it. I'm going to help with that, and you need to help me.”There was the scrabbling sound of car tires on the driveway outside. “Uh, Kelly? I think we have company!” Smolder called out from downstairs.“We don't have much time, Ed,” Kelly advised him. “I need you to think about what was most important to you before this thing came into your life. Ack!” Perry had poked her right in her pussy through her trousers, so she grabbed the alien phallus with one hand while shifting a knee to keep Ed's arms immobile.Ed's mind felt odd, like he was waking up from a dream. Most important? Graduating school, meeting a woman, having sex with that woman, lots of sex…his cock throbbed in the agent's firm hand.“Concentrate, Ed! Don't let it mess with your head. Think about your family,” she urged him.Ed considered his Dad, the man that, despite how much he worked, had always made sure that he had time to talk to his son about whatever concerns the younger man had. His Mom had always been supportive as well, perhaps more indulgent than other mothers, but that was because she loved him. His mind flashed back to that morning weeks ago, when she had climbed into his lap and fucked his new alien cock, and felt ashamed.“Ed! That wasn't you…it was the alien! He made you do that!” Kelly advised him.Ed despaired. He had had sex with so many women in the past few weeks, and before Perry, he had been a virgin! The alien had helped him, hadn't he? But he should never have had incestuous relations with his Mom, or his cousin Julie!There was a crash downstairs. They heard swearing, and then the thumping of Smolder's feet up the stairs. “Whatever you're going to do, Kelly, do it now! It's like Night of the Living Dead out here!”Kelly struggled to hold Perry still. “It has to go, Ed! There's too much at stake! You have to reject it. Think of something – anything – that you hate about all this!” She furrowed her brow in concentration.Ed's mind was whirling, and then he remembered Charisma, his dream woman. The one thing he had wanted, and he hadn't been able to fuck her because one of Perry's “drones” had gotten to her first. He…was angry…he was…furious. He gritted his teeth. “Get…off…”“Not until you agree…”“Perry! Get off of me! Get off of my body, you fucker!”Kelly jumped to her feet. Ed grabbed the alien cock in both hands.“No, Ed! We can do amazing things together! Just let me be your penis!” Perry pleaded.Ed pulled and screamed. Perry shrieked in his head as the alien parasite slowly peeled away from between the young man's legs. The screaming continued as Ed's blood splashed to the floor between his legs, and then he finally ripped Perry free. He tottered for a moment, and then swooned and collapsed.Kelly grabbed Perry before he could slither away. “Gotcha!”“Kelly! I'm gonna get killed by blue dick girls!” Smolder yelled from the other side of the door. From the thumps, it sounded like he was being battered against it.She flipped open the silver briefcase, shoved Perry inside, and quickly closed the lid. There was a “shush” sound as the case sealed.There was immediate silence from the other side of the door. “Smolder?” Kelly called out.The door opened and her partner staggered in, beaten and bruised. “What the fuck just happened? They all collapsed.” Then he took in the bloody mess on the floor. “Oh, shit…I'll call an ambulance.” He pulled out his phone.“Ed?”“Five more minutes, Mom.”“Ed Doughtry.”Ed opened his eyes. Agent Kelly was there, pressing a towel to his crotch. “Ow fuck!” he yelled in agony as he came back to reality.“Sorry, Ed,” she offered, her eyes still black. “I'm holding back the pain as best I can. I was really impressed with what you did with…Perry.”“What…are you?”“Think of me as an intergalactic policewoman, keeping the Earth safe from things like that parasite. Normally I'd have to take your memory of this event away, but I really need you to keep an eye out around here, in case we missed anything. Can you keep a secret, Ed?”Gritting his teeth, he nodded.She gave him a smile. “Good man. Perry's victims all passed out when I threw him into my shielded case, and the copies he made have disintegrated, too, without their master's direction. Their ex-hosts won't remember anything that happened after being infected, and I suspect Perry messed their memories of those encounters up enough so they won't recall what he made you do to them. Now I just have to adjust Smolder's memory so that he goes back to not believing in aliens, and…” She looked around. “Where is Smolder…?”Then she gasped. “…and the briefcase?”“Ten inches! Woo!” Agent Smolder drove hard and fast away from town, his new penis settling in nicely between his legs.“I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Smolder,” Perry said. “Hey, do you smoke?”Epilogue:Over the next few weeks, several dozen women were surprised to miss their next period, with no recollection of how that really happened. Almost eight months later, a glut of births occurred in Ed's sleepy town. Of the ones that Ed and his mother personally had a hand in:Doctor Lintrell had a normal baby boy, though she never found out who “John Smith” was.Darla and her husband, the Doughtrys' next door neighbors, were very happy to finally be blessed with a little girl.Ed's Aunt Erin likewise birthed a little girl. Because Eve's alien testicle had been made from her own ovary, her sperm could only supply X chromosomes, not Y, so she only made girls.Cora, the retro grunge student, had a boy, and the unnamed redhead from the school's ladies' washroom had a girl.All of the babies except Doctor Lintrell's had a strange condition that caused their skin to have a slight blue tinge. Only time would tell what else would be different.The end?by Krosis for Literotica* none of the characters in this fictional series were under 18 years old.

It should be no surprise to anyone that we LOVE dawgs... And that's exactly what we're talking about on todays episode - and in particular what stereotypes about dog breeds are correct... I;e Do Bulldogs really hide their secrets in their folds? Are Staffy's the bogan dog? Do Chihuahua's really never shut up?Dog Owners UNITE!! Plus we're thinking about what we would say to our younger selves. Angie would want to give her 17 year old self a gigantic warm hug. Whereas Yvie has some sound advice about Pearl Jam...  LINKS Angie Kent @angiekent_ Yvie Jones @yvie_jones Angie + Yvie Insta @angie_and_yvie Nova Podcasts Instagram @novapodcastsofficial Email us at twogirls@novaentertainment.com.au CREDITSHosts: Angie Kent & Yvie Jones Executive Producer: Rachael Hart Editor: Adrian Walton Show Artwork By: @ellymalone Find more great podcasts like this at novapodcasts.com.au Nova Entertainment acknowledges the traditional custodians of the land on which we recorded this podcast, Wurundjeri people of the Kulin Nation, The Turrbal People of the Yugara Nation and the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respect to Elders past and present. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hey Lifers! Welcome to your therapy Thursday where we all trauma bond and feel better about ourselves because other people have bigger problems than us! First up today, we unpack whether an Australian designer or a reality TV influencer is in the wrong. Is it fair to out someone if you think they're wrongly asking for a hand out, or is it more wrong to try and publicly humiliate someone? Our vibes this week:Keeshia: The Briefing's episode "Was Queen Charlotte the UK's first black Queen?" here Britt: Jury Duty on Amazon Prime Video here   Then we jump into your questions! Our next door neighbour is a sex worker, and we have a 4 month old new baby (read: sleep deprived, exhausted, overwhelmed, all the things). We don't have any issue with sex work, it's just… really loud, a lot of spanking, whipping, moaning etc. This is a problem because on the rare occasion we get to sleep, we are often kept awake by the noise. I'm conscious it's her job though so what can she do? Vice versa, a crying baby probably isn't the best for her business. Help!

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Comment devenir parents quand l'homme et la femme souffrent tous les deux d'infertilité ? Darlène a 45 ans. Trois ans après sa rencontre avec son mari Michel, ils ont décidé de fonder une famille. Mais hélas, son couple fait face à de nombreuses difficultés pour concevoir. Après un parcours de PMA sans succès en France, ils ont décidé de partir en Espagne pour bénéficier de la technique dite du « double don ». Et ce double don va donner un petit miracle du nom de Maxence qui a 3 ans aujourd'hui ! Pour nous expliquer cette pratique autorisée seulement depuis deux ans en France, le Professeur Mickaël Grynberg, gynécologue-obstétricien à l'hôpital Antoine Béclère est avec nous.

İnsan ve Cinlerden Gelen Zararlara,Hastalık ve Gönül Darlığına Karşı l Ca'fer-i Sâdık Kulûbu'd-Daria by Çınar Medya

Linda and Heena celebrate the launch of a new season with fun-filled festivities. Although we have released two seasons in Korean and a few episodes in English, this is going to be a full season recorded in English. So we prepared hot seat questions to introduce the co-hosts in a different way. We also reflect on what got us started on making a podcast together and what motivates us to continue.   [Timestamps] (00:00) Intro (00:25) Starting Season 3 and Today's Topic (05:38) Heena on the Hot Seat (13:58) Linda on the Hot Seat (32:05) Why American K-sisters? (43:29) In the Next Episode   [Mentioned in This Episode] Heena's podcast inspiration: Asian Boss Girl Linda's newsletter: DefinitelyNotOkay.com Linda's most listen of the year? Linda thought "After Like" by Ive, but Spotify says "Darl+ing" by Seventeen.   [More on American K-sisters] - Website: AmericanKsisters.com - Instagram: @AmericanKsisters - YouTube: YouTube.com/@AmericanKsisters - Email: AmericanKsisters@gmail.com        - Music: MissChristineMusic.com

Lara Schmoisman is a Digital weaver and powerhouse marketing and branding strategist. A Forbes NEXT1000 Honoree and LA Times Inspirational Women Nominee by helping transform brands to become profitable, innovative, and sustainable.Born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Lara Schmoisman is the founder & CEO of The Darl a full-service marketing and advertising agency based in LA. Lara is a unique combination of Jewish and Latina, outspoken by nature, tenacious, armed with grit and a sexy accent.With more than 20 years of experience working across radio, television, film, distribution, and content marketing, Lara has utilized her knowledge and industry experience by creating signature online courses, spearheading marketing campaigns, and serving up a digital cup of coffee with her podcast, Coffee N5. Additionally, Lara is an International Speaker and a former lecturer at California Polytechnic State University, with her signature course, “Digital Marketing for the Fashion Industry”. She currently lives in sunny Los Angeles, California, with her husband, two sons, and her dog, Latte.Where to find Lara SchmoismanWebsite: thedarl.comInstagram: laraschmoismanFacebook: Lara SchmoismanLinkedIn: Lara SchmoismanSPONSORThis episode is sponsored by Entire Productions- Creating events (both in-person and virtual) that don't suck! and Entire Productions Marketing- carefully curated premium gifting and branded promo items. PLEASE RATE, REVIEW, & SUBSCRIBE on APPLE PODCASTS“I love Natasha and the Fascinating Entrepreneurs Podcast!”

SORU: Affınızı istirham ederek, “Maslahat var!” dendiği için soracağız: Risale-i Nur'larıtaban oluşturmak ve insan kazanmak maksadıyla bir araç olarak kullandığınız, bunun içinde senelerdir Hazreti Üstad'ın adını bile tasrih etmeyip onu “Pîr-i Muğân, Şem'-i Tâbân, fikir yapıcı” gibi sıfatlarla andığınız şeklinde iddialar ileri sürülüyor. Bu konudaki düşüncelerinizi lütfeder misiniz? CEVAP: Evvela, “üstad” dediğim de az değildir sizin içinizde; “üstad” dediğim binlercedir, binlerceyi geçmiştir, zamanla. Fakat umumî bir cemaatte, başka mizaçta-meşrepte olan insanların bulunduğu bir yerde, onların da hissiyatları gözetilmiştir; pek çok büyük insanın yaşadığı, hepsine saygı duyulduğu ve benim de hepsine karşı saygı duyduğum hakikatin yansıtılmıştır. Esad Efendi'den Sâmi Efendi'ye kadar saygı duydum; birini görmedim, diğerini görüp elini öptüm ve aynı zamanda ondan mektuplar aldım. Görmediklerime tâzimât u tekrimâtımı ulaştırdım. Fakat insan psikolojisi olarak meşrepleri, mizaçları, mezâkları nazar-ı itibara aldım; onların yanında mutlaka “Üstad Bedîüzzaman Hazretleri” demekle, “Acaba o büyük zâta karşı onların içinde bir antipatiye sebebiyet verir miyim?” mülahazasını taşıdım. Evet, böyle bir meselede samimi bir mülahaza araştırmaları lazım, buna bakmaları iktiza eder. “İmana dair küçük bir meselenin inkişafı, benim nazarımda yüzlerce ruhanî zevke ve keramete müreccahtır.” Nitekim hiç öyle demediğim halde, altı sene kürsüsüne çıkıp vaaz ettiğim camide problem yapılmıştı. Orada aynı zamanda bir idare kurulu da vardı, çalışan memurlar da vardı, ayrı meşrepten insanlar vardı. Hazreti Bedîüzzaman'ın adını zikretmiyor, dolaylı yollardan, mesela “Çok büyük bir Zât, mühim bir Zât diyor ki: Bir zerre ihlaslı amel, batmanlarla hâlis olmayana müreccahtır.” demek suretiyle anlatacaklarımı anlatıyordum. Böyle bir alıntı ile, kapalı, adını söylemeden kendisinden bahsettiğimde bile idarehanede aynen mesele şöyle müzakere edildi: “Falan efendi hazretlerinden, filan efendi hazretlerinden hiç bahis yok; sadece sözü evirip çevirip getirip falana bağlama gibi bir mülahaza peşinde bu adam! Böyle bir darlığın mahkumu!..” Bunlar bizzat yaşadığım şeyler.

Darlén Falcón es de Guadalajara pero vive en Madrid. Se mudó en 2020,  un poco antes de que iniciara la pandemia. Recién llegada a una ciudad que ella describe como hostil y con una situación migratoria irregular, Darlén atraviesa una ruptura amorosa inesperada. Pero luego de unos meses y varios swipes a la izquierda en Bumble, uno de sus matches muestra potencial y tiene el perfil perfecto. Con él, Darlen sale algunas veces, hasta que llega la cita en donde definirán la relación, el famoso “¿qué somos?” Y ella atestigua algo que la hace tomar más de una decisión. Advertencia: Los nombres de las personas mencionadas en esta historia han sido cambiados por seguridad. Este episodio fue escrito y producido por Natalia Luján, Luis López y Fernando "Micro" Hernández Becerra. Mezcla y diseño sonoro de Luis López. Dirección de sonido de "Micro". Natalia Luján es editora de comunidades y productora. Sandra Fernández es asistente de producción y fact checker. Esta temporada contamos con ilustraciones de Xitlalli Rayas. Para la lista completa de créditos y redes sociales de todo el equipo visita estonoesradio.mx  Con este episodio hemos llegado al final de la cuarta temporada. Agradecimientos especiales a Darlén Falcón por compartir su historia con Esto no es radio. Esta temporada hemos hecho alianzas y obtenido aliento de Sari Benitez del podcast Historia Chiquita y de Erick Yáñez del podcast CUIR, así como de Fernanda Lattuada, Alejandro Aguirre y Malvina Riveros. Gracias también a quienes asistieron el sábado 8 de octubre de 2022 a escuchar este episodio en vivo en nuestro evento de cierre de temporada. Gracias por su tiempo, su atención, sus comentarios, sus aplausos, y, por supuesto, sus oídos. Y por último, gracias a ti, que has escuchado, compartido y recomendado este podcast que cuenta historias para seguir viviendo.

Darlén Falcón es de Guadalajara pero vive en Madrid. Se mudó en 2020,  un poco antes de que iniciara la pandemia. Recién llegada a una ciudad que ella describe como hostil y con una situación migratoria irregular, Darlén atraviesa una ruptura amorosa inesperada. Pero luego de unos meses y varios swipes a la izquierda en Bumble, uno de sus matches muestra potencial y tiene el perfil perfecto. Con él, Darlen sale algunas veces, hasta que llega la cita en donde definirán la relación, el famoso “¿qué somos?” Y ella atestigua algo que la hace tomar más de una decisión. Advertencia: Los nombres de las personas mencionadas en esta historia han sido cambiados por seguridad. Este episodio fue escrito y producido por Natalia Luján, Luis López y Fernando "Micro" Hernández Becerra. Mezcla y diseño sonoro de Luis López. Dirección de sonido de "Micro". Natalia Luján es editora de comunidades y productora. Sandra Fernández es asistente de producción y fact checker. Esta temporada contamos con ilustraciones de Xitlalli Rayas. Para la lista completa de créditos y redes sociales de todo el equipo visita estonoesradio.mx  Con este episodio hemos llegado al final de la cuarta temporada. Agradecimientos especiales a Darlén Falcón por compartir su historia con Esto no es radio. Esta temporada hemos hecho alianzas y obtenido aliento de Sari Benitez del podcast Historia Chiquita y de Erick Yáñez del podcast CUIR, así como de Fernanda Lattuada, Alejandro Aguirre y Malvina Riveros. Gracias también a quienes asistieron el sábado 8 de octubre de 2022 a escuchar este episodio en vivo en nuestro evento de cierre de temporada. Gracias por su tiempo, su atención, sus comentarios, sus aplausos, y, por supuesto, sus oídos. Y por último, gracias a ti, que has escuchado, compartido y recomendado este podcast que cuenta historias para seguir viviendo.

Interland voetbal. En dat betekent een andere insteek in de Pantelic Podcast. Lars en Jan verwelkomen namelijk Pascal Heije en Darl Douglas in de studio. Beiden waren ze onderdeel van een gouden generatie in de A1 van Ajax. Een A1 die op één wedstrijd na alles won. De Toekomst liep vol als ze speelden en er werd enorm veel van het team verwacht. Toch brak er bijna niemand door in Ajax 1. Lars en Jan spreken ze over de tijd in de jeugd van Ajax, dit unieke team, hun carrières en mentale klappen te boven komen. (00:00) Intro(05:18) De keiharde jeugdopleiding van Ajax(09:55) Als jongetje bij Ajax terechtkomen(16:08) Eerste contract tekenen en debuut maken(21:52) Ontwikkelen in het Ajax-spel(24:23) Waar ging het mis?(33:48) Een stap terug naar RBC(37:31) Verdere carrières (41:10) Gebrek aan begeleiding(45:15) Nazorg voor afvallers(50:06) Wat doen Pascal en Darl nu?(54:13) Lessen doorgevenZie het privacybeleid op https://art19.com/privacy en de privacyverklaring van Californië op https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

The primary reason I like to interview people about this wild, wonderful world we work in is that I know I don't know everything. Even though we talk about a lot of the topics that I consider myself fairly well schooled or experienced with, someone else always brings a different perspective to the table. It's the accumulation of those different perspectives that I feel makes me, and I suppose, you, smarter. We're better at our jobs because we listen to someone else's perspective, even if it's about something we fell comfortable that we know well. I had the great pleasure of being a guest on Lara Schmoisman's podcast, Coffee No. 5, a few months ago. I didn't know Lara before we did the interview, but as I prepared and then chatted with her, I realized … here's someone with a world of different perspectives I need to know more from. Lara is a luxury marketing specialist which is a category I definitely want to know more about. She's also a global marketing expert. She works with clients around the world and can bring the experiences of working in different countries, cultures and languages to the table, too. Lara is based in L.A., but is originally from Argentina. Her take on marketing and branding has created a nice following for her in the industry, not just on her podcast, but through her work at her agency, The Darl. I invited Lara to come on the show and talk to us about all those things and give us a little different perspective. Today's episode is brought to you by Zencastr and Basecamp. I'm excited to tell you more about them, because I use them both. All the interviews I record for this show are captured with Zencastr. I've used it for years to capture high-quality audio over the web. It does high-quality video, too. Zencastr records each guest locally … the file is saved to their computer … then it uploads the crystal clear audio and video right into a cloud folder and the Zencastr suite so you have high-quality raw materials to work with. Get 30% off a pro account at zen.ai/winfluence. And if you're wondering how I keep all my work organized for this podcast and all the influence marketing strategies I'm working on for clients out there? That's easy. Basecamp. I've been using it for project management and team communications for almost two decades. Basecamp is all about simplicity. It's designed to give you and your team the tools you need to get work done. Messages, to-dos, file storage, chat, calendar and more. Bring all-in-one project management to your business. There's a 30-day free trial. You do not need a credit card to try it. Go to jason.online/basecamp. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On this edition of Closer Look, Darl Champion, personal injury and wrongful death attorney at The Champion Firm, rebuts recent claims against the personal injury industry by startup Mighty Law. Also, journalist George Chidi discusses the continued investigation surrounding the indictment of rappers Young Thug and Gunna for gang affiliation. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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In terms of sleep, your second wind is that burst of energy you get AFTER you push through exhaustion and ignore your tiredness. A second wind is a missed sleep window and it’s VERY hard to wind down once you’re in this zone. It's way better to sleep before you get there. So, how can we put this into action? LINKS Read ‘Avoid Your 'Second Wind' For Better Quality Sleep’ from Lifehacker Follow @thespace_podcast on Instagram Watch @thespace_podcast on TikTok Follow @novapodcastsofficial on Instagram CREDITS Host: Casey Donovan @caseydonovan88 Writer: Amy Molloy @amymolloy Executive Producer: Elise Cooper Editor: Adrian Walton Listen to more great podcasts at novapodcasts.com.au See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Episode Description: Lara Schmoisman is a Digital weaver, and powerhouse marketing strategist, who created her own company called The Darl. Her company's flexible and fun culture not only survived Covid but THRIVED. Lara and I talk about everything from her unique heritage as a Jewish Latina, Motherhood and why you have to break the rules and raise the bar. Show Notes: Connect with: Lara! Website: www.laraschmoisamn.com www.thedarl.com IG: https://www.instagram.com/laraschmoisman/ Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/in/laraschmoisman/ FB: https://www.facebook.com/LaraSchmoisman Guest Bio: Lara Schmoisman, is a Digital weaver and powerhouse, marketing strategist. Named one of 2021 Forbes Next 1000 and LA Times Inspirational Women and transforming brands to becoming profitable, innovative, and sustainable. Born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Lara Schmoisman is the founder & CEO of The Darl. Lara is a unique combination of Jewish and Latina, outspoken by nature, tenacious, armed with grit and a sexy accent. With more than 20 years of experience working across radio, television, film, and content marketing, she's the host of Coffee N°5 (more than 60K downloads & counting) and Marketing Simplificado (Spanish) podcasts, an international speaker, and a former lecturer at California Polytechnic State University. Lara currently lives in Los Angeles, California with her husband, two sons, and her dog, Latte.

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SEVENTEEN (세븐틴) 'HOT' Official MV Currently number seven on trending music this band has come out swinging. The video now has over 12 million views and 53,000 comments making this appear to be a summer blockbuster for K-pop group SEVENTEEN. #seventeenhot #reaction Seventeen's fourth full album was preceded by their first English-language single Darl+ing, released last month. That song felt very much like a placeholder, as many pre-releases tend to be. Now that anticipation has been built, it's time for the main course. With Hot, the guys are back with a harder-edged hip-hop track (what else is new in K-pop boybandom?) and they make it work despite fighting some polarizing production choices. Jacqueline Jax is a music curator and journalist working in the music business for over 25 years. She works with both mainstream and indie artists. JAX takes a deeper look at lyrics, production, choreography and artistic expression in every music video reaction or music review. Subscribe if you like her style of reviews and enjoy the videos. ✪ Jacqueline Jax Links: https://linktr.ee/jacquelinejax --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/ava-live-radio/message

Lara and Carey chat about cockroach culture, Ozark, The Cartel funding creatives, and Old Enough before getting into Byron Baes. This week, Nathan takes Sarah out for a picnic, everyone turns on Elle, Jade launches his own line of fake tanning products and Lara and Carey posit that Byron Baes might actually an evangelical christian PSYOP. Listen to this episode ad-free and get access to weekly bonus episodes and TONS of other premium content by joining the SUP Patreon.Come see SUP Live this summer, doll!Denver, June 2nd @ The Bluebird Theatre - get tix here.Minneapolis, June 4th @ The Cedar Cultural Center - get tix here.Detroit, June 5th @ The Majestic Theatre - get tix here.Philadelphia, June 7th @ City Winery - get tix here. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

JUST B returns with RE=LOAD and we're still processing the disrespect, Seventeen release their first all english track Darl+ing, and it's real emo hours at the NYAF HQ as Big Bang come back with Still Life! Listen as we discuss what happened in the KPOP world this past week!Tune in every Tuesday for a new episode and don't forget to follow our social media and let us know what you think.Check out our Airtime show The Khisme live every Saturday!https://airtime.app.link/Kpop-Fancafe-NYAFTime stamps:7:25 - ASTRO's MJ enlisting7:54 - Naeun leaves Apink8:43 - Lay leaves SM12:55 - ACE's youtube hacked15:21 - EPEX controversy23:02 - Jessi - ZOOM25:25 - Mark Tuan - save me27:06 - DKZ - Cupid28:33 - GHOST9 - X-Ray30:50 - Just B - RE=LOAD36:49 - Dreamcatcher - MAISON39:35 - IVE - LOVE DIVE42:55 - ONEW - DICE44:36 - Suho - Grey Suit45:30 - BIG BANG - Still Life51:55 - Daybreak & LUCY - Oh-eh56:11 - Seventeen - Darl+ing1:04:05 - Songs of the WeekListen here!Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast...iHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-no...Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/4OL4qPj...This week's playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6MzExUR71rMHJX6JM0Vb7L?si=4a9542e28cf54b42www.twitter.com/NYAFangirlswww.twitter.com/HollaItsCarowww.twitter.com/heyitsteeteewww.twitter.com/deekaydiwww.twitter.com/HollaItsCynwww.notyouraveragefangirls.com

Another spicy week as we cover new tracks from Dreamcatcher, Jessi, and Seventeen! As always, the Crew keeps you up to date with all the recent Kpop News/Events. And you know we gonna get hype with the State of the Nation!!! Links ◆Email - sojutalkpodcast@gmail.com ◆Discord - discord.gg/sojutalk ◆Patreon - patreon.com/sojutalk

Welcome Lara Schmoisman, CEO & Founder of The Darl, to Saturday Soundbites!Lara is an experienced marketer and expert who has built an amazing agency, The Darl, that helps clients manage their marketing strategies and build their brand and growth. She shares tips on how to determine if you are ready to sustain a marketing strategy, and what you need to think about before you move forward.Lara also emphases the need to have a strong "homebase", your website, and be ready to layer on social media platforms to become a leader in your space. She shares that a strong marketing strategy is about two things - algorithms and relevance. You don't want to miss all of her tips!Join Veronica and Lara as they discuss some of the pitfalls that entrepreneurs and businesses fall into when they don't have all the information they need to launch a powerful marketing campaign that fosters nonstop engagement and increases reach. Click to get a reminder!If you would like to know more about how Veronica can empower your visibility strategy visit us at veronicavsopher.com

Here we are at the end of Faulkner’s As I Lay Dying, which means it’s time for a Q&A episode. As always, y’all delivered with some great questions. We did our best to answer as many as we could, but we especially focused on questions about Dewey Dell’s betrayal of Darl, Anse’s teeth and second wife, whether the book is actually funny at all, and that sort of thing. As always, thanks for tuning in and for making the CR community what it is. Happy listening. This is a public episode. If you’d like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit closereads.substack.com/subscribe

Download Podcast TranscriptBecoming an entrepreneur is a unique journey which is always different depending on the person. Today's guest definitely has an inspiring story to tell! Lara Schmoisman is the CEO and founder of The Darl, a boutique marketing agency. She's also a marketing coach and podcaster. Though nowadays she wears a lot of hats and has a thriving marketing business, life was not always so pretty for her. Everything that she has today is because of hard work and a determination to grow into the person she is today: an entrepreneur who absolutely loves what she does. Highlights:Lara describes how she emigrated from Argentina to the United States and how she had to build up a new life all by herself.Although Lara worked a lot of years for the entertainment industry, at one point she realized she could not do that anymore and decided to switch gears: she started working for the online industry and she fell in love with it.Lara used to use her skills in online marketing and PR to help her closest friends, but then that evolved into getting a lot of referrals which started getting her business growing.After 7 months of working all by herself, she decided to hire her first assistant and now, two and a half years later, she has her own marketing agency called The Darl which is made up of more than 40 people all around the world. Strong logistics, a lot of teamwork, and a strong work culture is what makes any team function effectively. She talks about the importance of understanding that PR falls under the umbrella of marketing: they do not lie in completely different fieldsLara explains some of the most common mistakes she sees in marketing and how to prevent them from happening.To learn more about Lara, visit her webpage and follow her on Instagram.  Sign up for The First Degree Membership! By becoming a member, we're getting more intimate than ever! Get the Membership now! Check our past episodes of The Sixth Degree podcast! Remember to follow us on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter.

Today we have Lara Schmoisman, the Founder of the Darl and Host of the Coffee NO5 Podcast! On today's ep of the Your Life Self Made with Kenzie Lee, we talk all things from working in the radio industry, fashion industry, and more! We dive into how she started her own company with over 20 employees! We share her story, her inspirations, how she got started, tips, and MORE! Today's episode was brought to you by Baddie Bands! Stay tuned for NEW episodes!! FIND ALL THINGS PODCAST AND MORE ON KENZIE'S BLOG- https://xoxokenzie.com Here's the brand new Your Life Self Made Insta- https://www.instagram.com/yourlifeselfmadepod/ Kenzie's Insta- https://www.instagram.com/xoxokenzie/ CHECK OUT BADDIE BANDS PREMIUM FITNESS RESISTANCE BANDS WITH COUPON CODE "selfmade" for an exclusive listeners discount! www.shopbaddiebands.com CHECK OUT LARA'S SOCIALS HERE: https://www.instagram.com/laraschmoisman/ EXCLUSIVE QUICKBOOKS DEAL FOR YOUR LIFE SELF MADE LISTENERS: https://quickbooks.grsm.io/yourlifeselfmade --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/yourlifeselfmade/support