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From the 2024 Society for Leukocyte Biology meeting, Immune talks with Holger Heine about the discovery of immune recognition of bacterial lipopolysaccharide and innate immunity to organisms within the kingdom Archaea. Hosts: Cindy Leifer and Brianne Barker Guest: Holger Heine Become a patron of Immune! Links for this episode MicrobeTV Discord Server TLR8 recognizes human gut-associated archaeon (Front Immunol) The human archaeome and its relevance for health and disease (FEBS) Structural insights into TLR4 recognition of synthetic LPS mimetics (Nature Comm) Society for Leukocyte Biology Time stamps by Jolene Ramsey. Thanks! Music by Tatami. Logo image by Blausen Medical Send your immunology questions and comments to immune@microbe.tv Information on this podcast should not be construed as medical advice.

Why is historical awareness so important in order to form a strong personal identity? What are the risks of a culture overly centered on safety and fragility?Frank Furedi is an emeritus professor at the University of Kent and director of the think tank MCC Brussels. Frank is also the author of several books. His latest work is titled The War Against the Past: Why The West Must Fight For Its History, and he has also written How Fear Works: Culture of Fear in the Twenty-First Century, First World War: Still No End in Sight, Power of Reading: From Socrates to Twitter.Greg and Frank discuss the disparagement of the past in contemporary culture, the influence of identity politics on historical interpretation, and the educational system's decreasing demands on students. They also discuss the decline of practical wisdom and the impacts of education on cultural values. Frank critiques the modern tendency to detach from historical legacies, highlighting the dangers of presentism and the moral devaluation of the past. *unSILOed Podcast is produced by University FM.*Episode Quotes:Understanding history beyond simplistic narratives07:26: People say Martin Luther, who isn't the hero of mine, but nevertheless played an important role in the Reformation, was the antecedent of Adolf Hitler, that already in his authoritarian behavior, there were the seeds of what would happen in the 1930s and 1940s. And that kind of simplistic history means that you do not even actually understand what is unique and special about the Holocaust. What is the tragedy that we fell upon us? If you see that merely as more of the same, because then you forget about the Enlightenment, you forget about the incredible achievements of German culture. Someone like Heine, Beethoven, and some of the artistic sort of endeavors that existed there. And impoverish our own sensibility through doing something like that. And I think a mature individual learns to be critical of the horrible things that have occurred in the past whilst at the same time learned to valorize and affirm what were very positive contributions to human civilization.The Renaissance as a positive way of viewing the past05:01: The Renaissance is really about rebirth, and there's a very strong sense in which what they wanna do is they wanna reappropriate the best that existed beforehand. And, in the course of reappropriating it, what they want to do is to make it come alive within their own lifetime. And I think that's a really positive way of dealing with the past.The transformative power of books35:41: Books are important because it kind of demands an element of interaction between you and the author. And what happens is that, sort of as you're going through the pages and reading them, it has the potential to stimulate your sensibilities in a way that provides you with both an aesthetic element but also an intellectual element. I think what is really great about a book is that it is both something that stirs the emotion and, at the same time, makes you aware of the fact that there are problems with these ideas, these existentially difficult kinds of questions. Which basically means that you can, on a good day, come out a slightly different person than when you began that journey when you kind of started on the first page.How inclusion and market forces are reshaping education44:54: What the woke, idea of inclusion does is it fundamentally changes the culture of academic learning, because now what becomes important is the student rather than the subject. So you have what's called student-led learning, which I think is a travesty of any kind of intellectual engagement because in a real academic setting, you have a partnership between the academic and the students that have come in there. So I think it's both a cultural dilution of academic standards alongside the market-driven impulse. And it's the convergence of the two, which is why you have a situation where you have administrators, professional administrators, experts kind of becoming the best allies of the inclusion diversity merchants. It's almost like they got this unholy alliance of controlling the university through their coalition.Show Links:Recommended Resources:PhronesisRenaissanceDark AgesFrench RevolutionPol PotMartin LutherCiceroAncient EgyptCleopatraDavid LowenthalThomas HobbesVirginia WoolfGuest Profile:FrankFuredi.orgProfessional Profile at MCC BrusselsFaculty Profile at the University of KentWikipedia ProfileLinkedIn ProfileSocial Profile on XNewsletter on SubStackHis Work:Amazon Author PageThe War Against the Past: Why The West Must Fight For Its HistoryHow Fear Works: Culture of Fear in the Twenty-First CenturyFirst World War: Still No End in SightPower of Reading: From Socrates to TwitterWhat's Happened To The University?Therapy CultureFreedom Is No Illusion: Letters on LibertyOn Tolerance: A Defence of Moral Independence100 Years of Identity Crisis: Culture War Over SocialisationPolitics of FearGoogle Scholar PageThe Guardian Articles

Kvartfinaler i Champions League og slutspil i Danmark. Det kan ikke blive meget bedre. Både Odense og Esbjerg spillede sig i Champions Leagues Final Four og har mulighed for at møde hinanden i et historisk opgør i Budapest. Samtidig har begge hold retning direkte mod hinanden i kampen om det danske mesterskab. Men hvor står Ikast, der i denne weekend skal spille European League Final Four? Hvordan lyder det, når vi synger Horsens' pris? Og hvorfor skal Bo Spellerberg videre i filosofihistorien? Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine hjalp os i denne udsendelse med det store overblik efter CL's kvartfinaler og midtvejs i det danske slutspil. Gæster: Allan Heine og Martin Albertsen Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

“Não é possível encontrar novas terras sem concordar em perder de vista a costa, por muito tempo.”(André Gide)Cada livro é o resultado único de inúmeras pesquisas, reflexões, buscas, percepções, aventuras. Nos episódios de AVENTURAS BIBLIÓFILAS, apresentaremos os bastidores editoriais de nossos livros, a longa senda de curadoria que resulta em um livro.Obras citadas: “Promenade à travers le roman noir”, Maurice Heine (“Minotaure” n. 05, 1934); “Florilégio Macabro: o gótico, o horror e o terrífico na literatura portuguesa”, Bruno Costa e Leonardo Pereira (organizadores) (Ex Machina, 2024); “A Verdade”, Marquês de Sade (Edições Antígona, 1989); “Introdução à literatura fantástica”, Tzvetan Todorov (Perspectiva, 2003).“A Verdade”, no Archive.org: https://archive.org/details/de-sade-a-verdade-1989 Nova aventura/colaboração Raphus Press/Contravento Editorial, “Senhor Morfeu, Envenenador Público e Outros Textos”: https://www.catarse.me/morfeu Entre para a nossa sociedade, dedicada à bibliofilia maldita e ao culto de tenebrosos grimórios: o RES FICTA (solicitações via http://raphuspress.weebly.com/contact.html).Nosso podcast também está disponível nas seguintes plataformas:- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/4NUiqPPTMdnezdKmvWDXHs- Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/podcast-da-raphus-press/id1488391151?uo=4- Google Podcasts: https://podcasts.google.com/?feed=aHR0cHM6Ly9hbmNob3IuZm0vcy8xMDlmZmVjNC9wb2RjYXN0L3Jzcw%3D%3D Apoie o canal: https://apoia.se/podcastdaraphus.Ou adquira nossos livros em nosso site: http://raphuspress.weebly.com. Dúvidas sobre envio, formas de pagamento, etc.: http://raphuspress.weebly.com/contact.html.Nossos livros também estão no Sebo Clepsidra: https://www.seboclepsidra.com.br/marca/raphus-press.html

he German poet and journalist Heinrich Heine coined the term “Lisztomania” on 25th April 1844 to describe the phenomenon of frenzied fandom in Europe where women would physically assault Franz Liszt by tearing his clothes, fighting over broken piano strings and locks of his shoulder-length hair. Heine said there was something about Liszt's performances that “raised the mood of audiences to a level of mystical ecstasy” – which seemed to be a result of the combination of his good looks, his charisma and his stage presence. In this episode, Arion, Rebecca and Olly explain how Liszt created an almost parasocial relationship with his fan base; investigate why critics are still reproving of expressive concert pianists to this day; and discuss whether the Heine was trying to extort money from performers like Liszt in exchange for better reviews…  Further Reading: • ‘The Virtuoso Liszt' (Cambridge University Press, 2002): The Virtuoso Liszt - Google Books: https://www.google.co.uk/books/edition/The_Virtuoso_Liszt/koSQAjlxeOIC?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=lisztomania&pg=PA203&printsec=frontcover • ‘Forget the Beatles – Liszt was music's first “superstar”' (BBC Culture, 2016): https://shorturl.at/eipIP • ‘Lisztomania: the 19th-century pop phenomenon that made Beatlemania look tame' (The Telegraph, 2019): https://shorturl.at/lwNOP • ‘Before Beatlemania, There Was Lisztomania' (Great Big Story, 2020): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sjCA8OPobw  Love the show? Support us!  Join 

Der Gesundheits­versand Heine verfolgt einen einzigartigen und ganzheitlichen Ansatz bei der Linderung Ihrer Beschwerden. Leben heißt Bewegung, was passiert nun aber, wenn unsere Beschwerden es verhindern, dass wir uns bewegen können? Die Lebensqualität leidet, wir haben Schmerzen und greifen häufig zu Schmerzmitteln – ein Teufelskreis beginnt. Wir haben mit Andreas Heine über den Versand und einige tolle Produkte gesprochen.

Vor über 150 Jahren hat ein Halberstädter eine riesige Vogelsammlung zusammengetragen. Carsten Reuß erzählt die Geschichte.

Why does life today feel so overwhelming? Steven Heine wants to answer this question by helping you better understand your own brain. As a social and cultural psychologist, Steven explains why so many of us feel anxious, disconnected and unsure of our purpose. We discuss how our brains are wired to crave meaning, why freedom often brings anxiety, and how we can rebuild a sense of purpose when life feels chaotic.

Ny landstræner, kvartfinaler i Champions League og slutspil i Danmark. Der er mildest talt meget at tale om - og meget spændende på vej allerede i påsken. Så det endte med, at vi optog en rekordlang udsendelse om alt det seneste på kvindesiden. Udsendelsen faldt i disse dele: * 07:50 Landshold og valget af Helle Thomsen som ny landstræner * 37:15 Afslutningen af ligaen – med optakt til det slutspil der starter op her i påskeugen * 1:04:30 Gennemgang af den kommende weekends uhyre spændende kvartfinaler i Champions League. Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine var i topform efter de seneste landskampe - og forud for en vild uge, hvor slutspillet begynder og der skal spilles kvartfinaler i Champions League. Gæster: Allan Heine og Martin Albertsen Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

Send us a textIn this episode of Walk 2 Wealth, I reconnect with Heine Nzumafo, entrepreneur, Agile coach, and founder of QSlot—a flexible scheduling solution designed to reduce no-shows and boost revenue for small businesses. Heine shares his inspiring journey from Cameroon to the U.S. Army, and now to building a tech startup poised to make waves in the SaaS space.We discuss:Heine's recent experience graduating from the Founders Institute, a prestigious pre-seed accelerator.Lessons learned about customer development, targeting the right market, and refining QSlot's value proposition.The importance of surrounding yourself with mentors and leveraging their expertise for business growth.The realities of pitching an unfinished product, handling rejection, and using feedback to improve.Heine's story is a testament to resilience, adaptability, and the power of community in entrepreneurship. If you're curious about the startup world or looking for inspiration to launch your own venture, this episode is packed with valuable insights and actionable advice.Connect With HeineWebsite: Www.queueslot.comLinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/heinenzumafoSupport the showHOW TO SUPPORT THE WALK 2 WEALTH PODCAST: 1. Subscribe, Rate, & Review us on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, YouTube, or your favorite podcast platform. 2. Share Episodes with your family, friends, and co-workers.3. Whether you're just starting your business or your business is established, ChatGPT can help you take your business to the next level. Get Instant Access To My List of Top 10 ChatGPT Prompts To Save You Time, Energy, & Money: HTTPS://WWW.STOPANDSTARE.MEDIA/AI

Dean Doug Sweeney sits down with Gordon Bals, who leads Beeson's Master of Arts in Christian Counseling, and MACC student Jeffrey Heine, who earned both an MDiv and DMin at Beeson prior to coming back for MACC studies.

Ford, Xpeng, Mercedes-Benz og Jaguar har løftet deres garantier. Vi tager en status på det punkt som kan gøre en kæmpe økonomisk forskel hvis der kommer fejl på bilen. VW har vist deres kommende modeller, og vi taler om nogle af de biler og modelnavne du kan forvente i fremtiden. Vi vender også kørselsfradraget, som du selv skal indtaste i din selvangivelse igen i 2025. Der er også et praktisk tip til at undgå p-bøder, hvis man glemmer at stille p-uret til sommertid. Xpeng har sat prisen ned med 100.000 kr. på deres sedan-model og så er tredje afsnit af Brugtbiljagten netop lagt op på FDMs YouTube-kanal. Ugens bil er en af årets mest spændende nyheder i form af Skoda Elroq, en velfungerende familiebil som vi går i dybden med. Og så slutter vi som altid af med jeres lytterspørgsmål. --- Frigear er FDMs podcast om biler og livet som bilist. Vært: Karsten Meyland Lemche, testkører og journalist, FDM Medværter: Yasser Abaiji, teknisk konsulent, FDM, og Dennis Lange, chefkonsulent, FDM Klip og produktion: Karsten Meyland Lemche --- 00:40 Tema: Status på garantier 13:25 Nyheder: VW's gigantplan for de kommende år, husk kørselsfradraget, husk sommertid på din automatiske p-skive, 100.000 kr. rabat på en Xpeng og 3. afsnit af Brugtbiljagten nu tilgængelig på YouTube. 28:32 Ugens bil: Skoda Elroq 60 Premium 50:40 Lytterspørgsmål: Hvilken elbil skal Heine vælge? Og er elbiler vejen frem spørger Henrik. --- Skriv til os på podcast@fdm.dk --- Links i episoden: https://fdm.dk/nyheder --- https://fdm.dk/nyheder/nyt-om-biler/2025-03-vws-gigantiske-plan-masser-af-elbiler-en-hybrid --- https://fdm.dk/nyheder/bilist/2025-03-gaa-ikke-glip-af-fradrag-der-kan-vaere-tusindvis-af-kroner-paa-spil --- https://fdm.dk/nyheder/bilist/2025-03-din-elektroniske-p-skive-risikerer-svigte-paa-soendag --- https://fdm.dk/nyheder/nyt-om-biler/2025-03-kaempe-oversigt-se-alle-leasingtilbud-rabatter-kampagner-paa-nye-biler --- https://fdm.dk/motor/biltest/skoda-elroq-alletiders-hverdagsbil

Dr. Steve Heine, cultural psychologist and author of Start Making Sense, joins us to explore the psychology of meaning. We discuss the four essential connections that shape a fulfilling life, why existential anxiety is on the rise, and how nostalgic reflection and storytelling help us make sense of our experiences. Plus, we dive into his “meaning audit” tool—a practical way to strengthen purpose and connection. Topics [0:00] Intro - Did Kurt take a psychology class? [5:24] Speed Round with Dr. Steve Heine [8:54] Was Sisyphus actually happy? [10:37] The importance of process over destination [19:48] Cultural differences in meaning-making [25:10] Why we rationalize our life choices [31:17] How storytelling shapes our identity [42:46] Practical tips for building a meaningful life [48:42] Grooving session: Building community and connecting with each other ©2025 Behavioral Grooves Links Start Making Sense by Dr. Steve Heine More about Dr. Steve Heine Joseph Campbell's The Hero's Journey Join the Behavioral Grooves community Subscribe to Behavioral Grooves on YouTube Music Links Talking Heads - Once in a Lifetime  The Beatles - Don't Let Me Down

Host Liz Edwards speaks with Dr. Poneh Heine about "all things" related to spring allergy season. Georgia is already seeing lots of tree and grass pollen, starting this spring with a bang! Dr. Heine shares how you can navigate this season and upcoming ones as pollen counts continue to climb. (While medications can help, Dr. Heine explains why they're not a long-term solution, especially when the pollen count can exceed 8,000 per cubic meter!) With skin testing and allergy shots, you can avoid the drowsy, drying side effects of allergy medications. Learn how immunotherapy can help your immune system keep from over-reacting to pollens and other allergens. Also, Dr. Heine shares how her daughter's allergic eye reactions led to oral allergy syndrome, causing mouth irritation whenever she ate apples or carrots. You can avoid worsening inflammation, irritations like OAS, and infections. Listen to this episode to learn how.

Wrapping up loose ends and moving forward.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Love is like a crossbow quiver. You only have so many bolts to shoot before it runs outThere was a long pause. Pamela took another long breath then an impish grin came to her lips."With your luck you'll get those, then end up in the Artic," she scoffed."Not the Antarctic? I've got a soft spot in my dreams for penguins.""Nope. You get to be chased by polar bears," she nudged me. I nudged her back playfully. She gave me a Charlie horse."Ow!" I yipped. The two SD chicks from the front of the plane looked back our way. I didn't care about their misconceptions. My muscles needed some self-massages."I was pretty scared," I whispered to Pamela."Good for you. You were also pretty lucky and I'm sure pretty pissed with your 'Albanian' attackers," she replied quietly. "I missed you too."I liked the way she read my mind about that. I would have liked it some more if I hadn't glanced to my other side, then fallen straight to sleep.{1 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}On Tuesday night, Aya got one of her wishes fulfilled ~ sorta. I slept in Caitlyn Ruger's bed and I wasn't alone. The Sandman had dropped a Scottish sand trap sized load of sand on me and there was more than enough spillover to flatten little Aya too. Because I lived among Amazons, Caitlyn woke me up at 5:45 in the A M and only so much lollygagging was allowed.Aya got to sleep for fifteen whole minutes more than I did. She hugged me and kissed my cheek (which amused her three Fatal Squirt compatriots to no end) while I stuffed away my breakfast. Desiree showed up to take me to work minutes later. While Aya showed off her battle scar to the pre-caste Amazons and her Aunt D. (they had not been awake when we showed up the previous evening), I was chided for being late for weapons practice.Yes. Life and death battle successes meant nothing to the Amazons. If you had a spare moment you had better be training, or working out your mind and/or body. We had no 'weekends', though we did get an quarter day off in celebration for the religious festivals based on the sacred days of the various matron Goddesses. A full day off didn't happen.7:00 AM saw me with the intern group, just as if nothing had happened to change our relationship over the past two months. Oh, we were different. They teased me about my sunburn and wanted to see my latest scars. I couldn't work with Buffy anymore, since I was her spiritual leader. Due to my 'high risk' status, Desiree was the only other Amazon Katrina trusted me with, so I got to get beaten at her hands for the last three days of the week.To be fair, I teased Desiree incessantly. I made her smile when she thought I was doubled over in pain on multiple occasions. Beyond that seven-to-five schedule, I exercised after work until six and then managed to bike home in a manner that avoided the paparazzi.I was easy to track outside of the building by the members of the press (who thought I was still somehow newsworthy) and despite my persistent desire to not talk to any of them. Felix had 'vanished', so I was the only man left. What had happened to him? Katrina allowed me to take a glance. He was at an Epona Wyoming freehold training for the Great Hunt and reveling in his 'lone man in a household of twenty-two single women' status.Unlike the three other members of our 'first class', Felix got to choose his re-location location and communicated with me daily because he wanted us to create a battle plan for the upcoming Hunt. It was official; it was going to be a two man vs. thirty Amazons affair and there was no rule that we couldn't work together though only two Amazons could win by capturing us and holding onto us until sunset on Sunday, September 14th.No one except Krasimira, the Keeper of Records, knew what terrain we would be hunted on so we could expect anything from swamps to mountain ranges. The Amazons were in the same boat. Already the House heads had volunteered one member for the Hunt. The ancestors would be consulted for the half who would actually participate. Krasimira had also added her own twists.House Ishara couldn't compete because technically, I was already their participant. With 52 houses halved, that equaled 26. The final four? Runners. If a runner won, the Keeper would consult the ancestors to see which house they would automatically be inducted into. Eight runners were nominated by the department heads and four of those would be chosen by the Augurs as well.In a normal organization it would have been thought that Krasimira was abusing her station since there was no High Priestess to oppose her decisions. Not in the Amazons. No. She consulted the Augurs and the Augurs worked the will of the Ancestors and that was that. No Augur would lie about the sacred communications imparted to them. That was inconceivable sacrilege.What that did mean was that at sunset on Thursday, September 11th, Felix and I would be inserted with a knife, map and clothing into the hunting zone. When the sun rose on Friday morning, the thirty Amazons would be put into the zone. No Amazon could attack another unless they, or their targets, 'possessed' a man. They could team up but only two could win. It was promising to be a great 'get to know your buddies at work' moment for all of us,What was Felix getting out of this besides his freedom? (His freedom was no longer in danger. House Epona would protect him.) No, for Felix, if he survived free until the sun set on Sunday, he would become a Runner. If he lost, he would have to spend another year as an intern. This convinced me that Felix was totally dedicated to avoiding capture. I was good with that.Meanwhile for me, it was Brooke Wednesday night, Oneida on Thursday and Timothy and Odette going clubbing with me on Friday night. Saturday was my first House Ishara group activity. We gathered in the early morning at Doebridge, me with a hangover and Buffy giving me crap at every opportunity. Fortunately the rest of my 'sisters' treated me with a great deal more reverence.Now they all knew about my Summer Camp role, Romania and my kidnapping. Even in their 'man-hating' ideology, I was the exception to the rule ~ I was reliable, dedicated, smart, lethal and worthy of their trust and respect. On the council front, Buffy hinted to me that there was a way around the deadlock for who would be foisted onto the Regency Triumvirate, but she refused to tell me what it was. That was a cause for concern.Sunday, I worked with JIKIT, did some Amazon diplomatic stuff and discovered Desiree was my new bodyguard. Katrina thought a full SD team would be cumbersome and my best bet was to remain unconventional and mobile. I agreed because it allowed me to play the field a little more. Speaking of playing the field,This bright Monday afternoon, I was standing in a hangar at Stewart International Airport waiting on my fiancée, Hana Sulkanen. She had flown from Tibet to London with the Dali Lama. That exalted individual had passed on the mantle of national leadership to the Tibetan Constitutional Committee and left the country with the stern decision that the country would move forward toward democracy and not backwards toward theocracy.Now he was playing the role of goodwill ambassador, encouraging the Tibetan Diaspora to spend a few months to a year back in their homeland to help rebuild and teach. He also was rallying support for Tibetan recognition and financial support. Already the UN had voted to send a small international group to establish border security against both the Khanate and the PRC.With the PRC treaty-obliged by the ceasefire to not oppose Tibetan freedom, the UN acted rapidly. The UN Tibet Force(UNTFOR) combat elements consisted of the UK (+ Gurkha), Chilean, French (+ French Foreign Legion), Germany, India, Italy, Romania, Spanish and Thailand each sending one battalion each. Algeria, Denmark, Chile, the Netherlands, Bulgaria, Canada, Cameroon, Qatar, Saudi Arabia and Brazil agreed to make smaller contributions. The USAF would supply a serious level of logistics support for the mission.The UN also created the UN Tibetan Training Force (UNTTFOR) which provided a structure for giving access by Tibetan forces to German, Italian, Chilean and Romanian bases to train to E U standards over a five month period. The Khanate provided gobs of captured Chinese hardware to the creation of a tiny Tibetan Armed Forces, easing worries about adequately equipping the troops once they were trained.The Dali Lama was simultaneously arriving at JFK to public fanfare in order to thank the UN personally on behalf of the nation he loved. Hana was able to finally shed the limelight and was coming into a secure National Guard facility to finally take a step back to a 'normal' lifestyle. The last bit of oddity: the hangars used by the Marine Aerial Refueler Transport Squadron 452 of the Marine Corps Reserve was courtesy of JIKIT. No press was allowed, or expected.It was an odd grouping of us. Jormo Sulkanen (Hana's father), his chauffeur and Hana's daughter  Annela were in one car. Hana was traveling with Libra and Ms. Meacham, so they would need the limo he came in. My appearance was a simple moment for us to touch base in person, as opposed to over the internet, or mobile phone. The third group waiting was Sten Phillip M nnik (her ex-husband) and two unnamed associates.Sten was being a total jerk, which may have been due to me calling him Philip when we first met. Philip wasn't 'ethnic' enough for him, so he never used it. Because he hated it, Brennan (Hana's deceased step-brother) had used it constantly. I had overheard it and thus screwed up our first meeting. But Sten's current blistering hatred had two positive side effects: Jormo came over and stood by me, a suggestion of solidarity I hadn't expected, and since we were standing next to each other, we finally began the dialog that we needed if Hana was going to be family to both of us.We chatted about the thing that mattered most ~ Hana. He asked me if I had really hired a team of assassins to protect her, so I told him a little bit about the Ghost Tigers. He talked about how proud she was to be bringing peace to a suffering planet and I agreed that she looked spectacular doing so.Some things remained the same; I had set in motion the death of his youngest son who had paraded a raped lady in front of me. A bunch of other dilettantes had perished as well. Balancing that was the joy I brought to the child closest to his heart, his adopted daughter Hana. I also had proved to be my own brand of eccentric knight in tarnished armor. I meant well, and in Jormo's book that meant something.He also told me he would strangle me with my own intestines if I broke her heart. I looked him straight in the face and asked him how he felt about open marriages. He hit me. To be fair, I let him hit me. He didn't try to do me serious harm."Don't be an asshole," he grumbled."I'm not sure I know how?" I shrugged. I got another hard stare."She loves you," he said with surprising tenderness."I would rather face that typhoon again than break her heart. The thought of that scares me because I've never been all that good at romance," I confessed."That wasn't what I expected you to say," he harrumphed. "I recall those two ladies I first saw you with. Libra Chalmers and,""Brooke Lee," I said."Yes, her. Are you staying loyal?""She has never asked more than she thinks my current level of maturity can hope to achieve." He looked at me. "I'm discrete and mindful of her sensitivities.""You aren't trying to befriend me," he noted."I don't feel it is right to expect you to like me. I think we both know I'm supposed to be nice to you and you aren't going punch me again. I believe Hana would see thru any deception on our part."I paused. "I wouldn't mind us getting along. I'll try not to piss you off because that would be rude to you and cruel to her," I continued. "I'll never ask you to forgive me and I'll never feel like what I did was inherently unjustified. I am sorry that I caused you pain because I think you are a hard, courageous man, and she loves you.""That's her plane," he stated."Thank God," I muttered. And thank you Ishara. I was starting to blather. We remained thankfully silent until the plane had pulled into the hangar and the people started to deplane. The first out was a young woman with dark blonde hair and hunters glasses.No one else appeared until she had reached the bottom of the stairs and continued to look about for a moment. Hana came next, smiling at me, then her eyes were following Jormo as he moved to the car to retrieve little  Annela. Libra followed with Ms. Meacham on her heels. Libra still wasn't used to playing the second fiddle/personal assistant. A short Mongolian fireplug of a man was the last passenger down the stairs. He looked like, a wolverine with his feral, primordial energy and general hostility.I imagined the girl was his apprentice and he was the prime assassin. That was how the Ghost Tigers operated. They were doing me a deep personal favor by putting aside their normal role as hunters to take up body-guarding duties. According to Addison, they had also managed to get their fair share of killing people of various persuasions. Not only had the Seven Pillars tried to take her out more than once, Chinese Intelligence and some criminal cartels had taken an active interest in her too.The young woman scanned from me to Desiree, then to Sten. She had a good eye for threat assessment. Jormo was partially concealed, but would rather die than put Hana at risk. I was the ally of the 9 Clans, and she probably thought she could take me in a quick-draw contest. Desiree? She left Desiree for her mentor to worry about."Ms. Sulkanen?" Sten's closer minion walked her way. The bodyguards got in the way instinctively. The man reached into his coat and nearly died. The women did a palm strike to his windpipe then grabbed his tie, yanking him to the hard concrete floor of the hangar.(Russian) "He has a piece of paper," she stated in a detached manner"Sten, what is the meaning of this?" Hana worried. I moved toward the woman.(Russian) "I am Cáel Nyilas. Let me help."She did more than that. She retreated from the downed man and put her body between Hana and Sten.I was schooled enough now to realize that was the deception. I hadn't seen the older man draw a gun but I knew he now had one out. It was down by his side and he was using his body to shield it from view."Are these the kind of people you want around our daughter," Sten asked haughtily. I had an inkling suspicion. I wasn't alone.Desiree pushed past me and attended to the downed man. She had him standing, patted him on the back and frisked all inside ten seconds."He's a process server," she commented to the group."What he is here to do is serve you with papers, Hana," Sten grew angrier. "You are an unfit mother and have developed an unsafe environment for her to grow up in.""What?" Hana growled. "You don't like the fact that I've finally moved on and found someone new. You don't care a damn thing about our daughter.""We will let a judge decide that. Right now I have an order of detention for  Annela," he grinned wickedly."Ms. Sulkanen," the second of Sten's minions step forward more cautiously, "the Family Court in the State of New York has,"I laughed."Oh," Desiree looked my way then shared a sliver of a smile with me."There is nothing laughable, I assure you," the lawyer snapped."Really, what's your name?" I asked."Mr. Dornier, not that,""Where are we?""What does that matter?" then, "New York State.""Incorrect Dornier. You are on a Marine Corps base, dumbass. Look around you," I smirked."So? What does that mean?" Sten harangued us."This is federal property," I explained as I strode toward his car."Hey, what are you doing, I'm talking to you," Sten pursued me."Excuse me," I grinned. I flipped out my Amazon Honor Blade and slashed one of his tires."What?""Go for it," Hana simmered. "Touch Cáel and he will defend himself.""He has a knife," he countered. He didn't touch me. A second tire began to deflate. "That's assault with a deadly weapon.""It would be if he turned to face you, or anyone else," Desiree had her 'bored ~ don't press me' voice. "Right now he's being a vandal." She put her hand on the process server's shoulder and shoved him back toward Sten and Dornier. "You should know your jurisdictions, asshole," she told him."Hana, I will drive back with Cáel," Libra announced loudly. That was a cue for Hana to shoot me an apologetic look, which was odd, considering that even knowing me was putting her child custody at risk. It took me a second to realize what a bastard Sten could be. I also doubted he had three spare tires. I left one untouched as I headed for my car."Hana, I'll catch up with you after you talk with your lawyers," I called out. It was infuriating for me that this was her reception home. Sten had better be thanking his lucky stars we weren't alone or I would have pummeled his ass, and given him the nuclear wedgy of all times, jackalope."Let's go home," Libra tapped my arm. Desiree was watching Jormo's limo speed away. She didn't dawdle. The Marines would want their hangar back ASAP. We'd let them decide if they wanted to help Sten, or not. Desiree tossed me the keys. That was her way of telling me I need to blow of some steam, and not by getting frolic-ee with Libra on the hour long commute home.{11 pm, Monday, August 25th ~ 14 Days to go}{Late that night with Hana}"So, who was the guy who gave you this?" I looked over at Hana while running my hand over the silk scarf some lama in Lhasa had given her to give to me ~ a 'Thank You' gift for the liberation of his homeland and the aid package heading his peoples' way."I never got his name, but my translator said he had traveled for three days straight to be there for the celebration," she smiled warmly.I picked up my second gift and began to play with it. The object was a fascinating toy, all the more so because it was more than a child's plaything. It was a simple prayer wheel. I put the handle between my two palms and rubbed them back and forth, causing the two balls to beat against the drum heads."I think you find that thing more interesting than you do me," Hana pouted."Oh no you don't," I pounced on her. With one hand I tickled her while I placed my Tibetan gift aside. I didn't want us rolling over on it as we frolicked naked on her queen-sized bed. "You were a happy little camper ten minutes ago and you certainly drove your vigor home with this grand Lothario.""Eek!" she playfully tried to bat my hand aside. She began giggling hysterically.Even when I pulled away so that she could breathe, she kept snickering."What?" I worried. I had been ramping us up for a second round of sex. Round one had been 'comfort' sex, helping her compartmentalize her feelings for that bastard of an ex-husband and the threat he posed to her custodianship of her daughter,  Annela.Those were emotions she'd deal with later. Fretting about them tonight, her first night back in the States, was counter-productive. She knew that, which was why she'd accepted my dinner invitation. We had now been seen in public together for the first time since she became famous; afterwards we had traveled back to her place. How serious was I about cheering her up? I'd brought a spare suit, biking clothes and my bike. I was planning to spend the night and make my way to work my usual way come sunrise."I," she gasped, "asked Libra how you "compared" in her experience, which seems to be extensive, as a lover on the way over. And after several, very long, I must say, seconds of introspection, she told me you were indescribable and incomparable. I've been trying to put my thoughts together since Rome and, why are you scowling?""That was rude of you two," I now play-pouted. "I like to think I'm 'thunderous', though 'stunning' will do in a pinch."Hana helpfully pinched me. "Ow!" I squalled. And back to tickling I went. I quickly showed her my 'sheet-fu' was superior to hers, which meant I tangled her up in her sheets before she realized she was helpless before me. Or so I bragged. Hana played helpless well."Oh please, Mr. World-Conquering Wombat," she pleaded. Wombat?"Wombat?" I questioned her. "How have I become an irascible furry marsupial?""Well Honey, you need a shave," she teased me. "You are a little furry.""Romantically that is called a five o'clock shadow," I protested."It scratches my thighs," she murmured.I had a remedy for that. Sliding down to her hip, I turned my palms toward me, interlaced my fingers and positioned my thumbs pointing up. My chin rested on my fingers and the thumbs covered the sides, so when I stuck my tongue into the three-sided void created, my hands, but none of my scruffiness, touched her intimate flesh. Once I had this technique in place, I rolled over her thigh and got to work."I find," she gasped, "that you have the answer to that conundrum down pat. It makes me, ah, think I'm not your, ah, first girl." My dedication to my erotic task (and the carnal reward that waited) kept me from responding. Besides, my upper lip was busy rolling back and forth over her clitoris. There I let the bristles of my oncoming moustache teasingly tickle her. I was pleased when the pleasure I caused quieted her and she settled down to running her fingers across my crown as she ramped herself up toward a climax. 'Not my first girl' indeed.Forty-five minutes later, I was coming back to her room from the kitchen with a glass of tomato juice for her and rice wine for me (she was out of beer). I heard a noise from  Annela's room, so I deviated to make sure she was okay. I was in boxers, not totally naked.  Annela was out like a light, caught up in some sort of childish dream. By the cherubic grin on her face, she was having a good one.She was another delicate female issue in my life. I had made her existence harder by just being me. Hana let me know that nothing 'bad' had better happen to her ex-husband, Sten. I couldn't beat him up, threaten him, or sic any of my Amazons on him. Stupidly, I had asked if using the CIA was okay. She'd banned all of JIKIT intervening as well, negating the use of the best pest removal people on the planet, the 9 Clans."You are going to have to get used to children making sounds while they sleep," Hana surprised me. "You'll learn to tell the dreams from the nightmare.""In spades, I'm going to have to learn that in spades," I nodded.{4 pm, Tuesday, August 26th ~ 13 Days to go}My schedule had remained steady. I had firearms practice at 6 am every morning, was in Katrina's office by 7 and working my cue by 7:15. According to my regular morning briefings, I continued to be a menace to the foundations of freedom, civilization and the terrestrial biosphere. It was wonderful to stand there side by side with my fellow New Hires.At lunch, around 11 o'clock, I had a brief get together with the other members of the Amazon diplomatic corps since I was still Chief Diplomat of the Host ~ we were a small unit. Daphne, who now worked with JIKIT, would give me a brief briefing on what the 'office' was up to in my name. I gladly kept my distance from their regularly scheduled mayhem. The truce in China didn't stop the Secret War from raging on and on.My three o'clock knife training with Pamela was slowly evolving into a greater study of human fighting philosophy and anatomy. I still studied the techniques of a larger single bladed hunting knife as well as the hilt-less, double bladed Amazon Honor Blade. Pamela promised me she'd start teaching me how to do the 'long-distance' and 'short'/snap throw for the blades. She made it look so easy.Pamela also began educating me on the basics and basis of the Amazon personal hand-to-hand fighting style. The eight points of emphasis in Amazon combat were: the finger, fist, elbow, shoulder, foot, heel, knee and hip. It encouraged channeling both your energies and the energy of your opponents by using fluid blows and throws. It also worked well with the close-in knife fighting Pamela was teaching me. Working with her once more did her as much good as me. We had come to feed off one another's moods, which was a good thing.Tuesday, walking to the elevator at the end of the session, the door opened to reveal Rachel talking to an SD chick I barely knew, Meridian."Oh, it is great to see you, Rachel," I enthusiastically stated. Her hesitation as she replied worried me."It is great to see you too, Cael Wakko Ishara," she responded softly, compassionately."Ladies, can you spare Rachel and I some private time," I asked Meridian and Pamela."Come on," Pamela addressed the SD Amazon, "we have tons of nothing to talk about.""As you wish, Ishara," Meridian answered. She looked to Rachel. She stepped off the elevator as Pamela stepped on. Away they went."I heard you were back in New York," I told her."I heard you were off of JIKIT for the time being.""I was running on fumes psychologically and my body wasn't too much better. Javiera gave me a week off. I go back Thursday.""That was the right move, Cáel," she said. "You've been stuck sweating both the small stuff and being caught up in the big picture. That is a humongous burden to bear for someone with your training and background.""I know, I'm not ready for where my life has taken me.""No one is, Cáel. You have training that has let you get this far when most of us would be lost. You carry that weight, plus you've had to work the physical side of the equation. I get to focus on you. You've had to focus on all of us."Rachel was being both honest and kind. I felt a sudden renewed kinship with my primary guardian."Thanks for that, Rachel, can I tell you a secret? Something you can't tell another soul. Something I've never told another living person?" I could tell Rachel. I couldn't tell Katrina because she was so close to Hayden. Pamela, Pamela had already prepared herself for a miserable afterlife and wouldn't have connected with my pain for another.Since she was my 'sister' in Ishara, I couldn't really confide in Buffy, but only an Amazon would understand my thoughts on the matter. It had to be Rachel."I cannot betray the Host, but you know that. What is it you wish to share?""Hayden lived life as an Anahit, yet lives forever in the Halls of the Isharans." Since that was now well known, Rachel knew that couldn't be the secret."When I was trying to induct her, Dot Ishara refused her entry. I thought she was challenging me and I was right.""I recall that she wouldn't accept Hayden, even though her death was righteous in the name of the Host. Has no one ever asked you what changed Ishara's mind? Not Buffy, or Helena?""Neither one ever asked. I think it was because they sensed I didn't want to talk about it, nor insult them by not opening up. Ishara refused Hayden because of me. I was refusing to accept my place in the Host. I kept playing, pretending, I was not really one of you. I kept thinking I could divorce myself from the evil we did because I was special.""But you weren't special in the way I think you are using the word," she nodded. "You were chosen by the Ancestors to be one of us, man, or not.""Yeah. I stupidly put my life on the line because I wanted to be the 'good guy'. I've always wanted to be the 'good guy', even when I hurt people. I'd tell the girl it was my fault, yet I excused that behavior by thinking that I hadn't meant to hurt anyone, so I was okay. I have never blamed myself for any of the shit I caused.""That has always been a rather annoying quality of yours," she noted."When I was on the roof of Havenstone, daring Ishara with my life on the line, that's when I felt it. I owed and owned my Amazon heritage in that moment. I finally blamed myself for something, for not accepting sacrifices were being made for me and I was dishonoring every one of you by denying their purpose.""You are Ishara," Rachel stated firmly. That was her entire argument."I had to believe that. I had to believe I was nothing more than one Amazon in a long line of Amazons dating back to that first night of betrayal. I had to realize I was one of many, not someone special, with special rules. I wasn't getting to be the good guy, or even the bad guy. I was just, an Amazon. One more Ishara among the hundreds that stood in my place.""And it took that moment for you to realize what most Amazons know from the age of five," Rachel stroked my cheek. "It is easy for us to forget your bravery comes from a place that is uniquely you and you didn't grow up around the fires with tales of our mothers, grandmothers and all those who have come before. We see our honor is gold and sing the songs in the First Tongue. We live as Amazons.""I wanted you to know because," I faltered at the last memory."Charlotte. You want to make peace with me about Charlotte," she touched my cheek yet again. "Cáel, I told her mother and daughter about how she died. They want to meet Vincent when he is feeling better. They want to talk to you. They worry about you not understanding that Charlotte lives and will live on until the Sun dies and the stars burn out.""Charlotte was in the Warband that killed Ajax the Unconquered, Cáel. She fell on that ridge, looking down on Ishara's triumph over Ajax and her spirit took the news of that victory to the next life. She is a welcome exemplar to House Ska i. She will be remembered in the lists of the Security Detail, our Warrior Elite. Charlotte was my friend and I didn't wish her to die, but war is what we do. And she buried her enemies and saved our lives."Ska i was a j tunn and the Nordic goddess associated with bow-hunting, skiing, winter, and mountains. I had known her house. The SD didn't talk about their families much because of their devotion to the craft of war, so I had never known her mother was still alive, or that she had a daughter."She did much more than die, Cáel. She killed men so that when you finished with Ajax, none of them, left on that field, could avenge him," she added."I hadn't looked at it that way," I confessed. "I'd like to meet her family. You said she has a daughter. I didn't know.""You didn't need the distraction. We all knew you would have only done incredibly stupid things trying to keep us alive. If it helps, she is five and cried freely, deeply and long. Her mother is fifty-two and runs a freehold in Saskatchewan. She'll be around for a long time, trust me."Charlotte's mother had to be one tough D O B (daughter of a bitch) to see sixty. I did know she was the second of five daughters, with the middle one being in the Ska i House Guard."I am doing something for, well, for me, but for Charlotte too. Sakuniyas is leading seventeen House Isharans and two ladies from MI-6 in West Africa.""I'd heard about that," she smiled. "Charlotte's Fist." Four (the core of any war band) was a sacred number to the Amazons, as was five (the number of digits) so twenty was a classic warrior unit. It was also the number of the original houses. Normally these groups were referred to by their leader's name, but I wanted the Condotteiri to know they'd killed the wrong Amazon and Sakuniyas agreed to the naming convention.The Condos had sent Ajax to Hungary and Romania to kill me. Charlotte had died stopping them, but this was not a matter of revenge. This honored her and was a request for her to watch over those who sought inspiration from her when they went into battle. West-Central Africa was one of the three Amazon Homeland (Eastern Europe and Southern India being the other two) and was where the war was heating up.JIKIT (Joint International Khanate Interim Taskforce) became involved when the Condos and Coils of the Serpent (one of the 9 Assassin Clans) began killing local civilian and military leaders. The Condos did it to spread chaos for them to use as a smoke screen behind which they could hide the large numbers of mercenaries in the area hunting down the Amazons. The Coils attacked any official that was on the Condo's payroll.As the body count began to rise, the US and UK began having 'normal' covert agencies investigate the killings, yet they remained blind to the reasons behind the actions. It wasn't until a whole Condo 'training camp' ended up being extinguished that they realized there was a third player in the game (as opposed to the governments and the rogue mercenaries).The Coils of the Serpent were one step ahead of the intelligence agencies. And that allowed the Amazons to hunt down the Condos. We in JIKIT had estimated it was roughly 15,000 Condotteiri foot soldiers (consisting of mercs, local paramilitaries and the occasional regular army commander) versus the roughly 3000 Amazons and 1000 members of the 9 Clans. The Golden Mare was asking for Havenstone and the Freeholds in North and South America to raise up 'fists' to join the struggle in Africa. In Belize they would be trained for two months to ten weeks in jungle warfare before heading over."Are your people going to be ready?" Rachel inquired."We have done well in Japan," I replied. "The former 'Runners' actually do better moving through urbanized society than their Old School Amazon sisters.""I heard they are more prone to taking orders from the Ninja," she looked me in the eyes."I told them to. This is the Ninja's war and we serve them best by doing what we do best ~ taking the fight to the Seven Pillars when they expose themselves," I clarified. "And you got me off talking about Charlotte," I realized a second later."A long period of mourning is not our way, Cáel," she confided. "You were our friend, but you were our mission first and foremost. That hasn't changed.""Are you going to," I began to say 'remain my bodyguard'."Yes. I have a dozen House Guard members expressing a desire to join the Security Detail and be our new electronics expert. Eight of those I'm giving serious consideration to.""The other four?" I asked."Three are too young and are too interested in you for my taste. One is too old and a rather odd individual.""I like odd.""I will reconsider her then," she allowed."Are you saying that to make me happy?""No," Rachel grinned. "I admire your instincts. Do you know how soon you will be needing us?""I'm going to stay in town until the Great Hunt. After my stupendous victory, I'll see if I can get to Brazil, so mid-September.""It will take longer to integrate a member ~ the last week of November," she bargained. I really wasn't in the mood to argue. I was too much the boy who was glad to see his primary guardian standing before him. Pamela was by far the most loving and lethal one of the pack. Rachel was my rock. She kept me alive and I helped give her something to live for, even if it was a flawed 'me'."And Wakko, you don't need to give me a piece of your soul to replace Charlotte. What is hers is hers and what is ours is ours. I'll always miss her and I'm okay with that. She was a good friend and a proud compatriot and I loved her. I never had any sisters of the flesh. Mona, Tiger Lily and Charlotte have been the only real family I've had. I will find another sister and I can now accept that.""Is it alright if I still miss her?" I pondered."Of course, Ishara. Will you still be capable of taking my orders when required?""Yes. If I started ignoring your advice, I wouldn't have been worthy of leading someone like Charlotte into battle. I can honor her by letting you do your job.""Thank you. I still worry about you trying to save everyone, but now I'll worry a little less," she confessed."I still plan to do crazy stuff, hey, do you have a daughter?""No.""Want one?""I'm in the final drawing of lots for the Great Hunt," she smiled once more."You could just ask.""My way is more fun. This way I'll be sure you'll obey," she let her eyes sparkle with a mirthful fire."Don't think I'll go easy on you. I plan to win," I pledged."Of course not. Why would you change now?""I'd rather you bust my balls than mock me?" I pouted. "Instead of spending a moving moment, you are cheering me up.""It is my job to look after you, even now," she stroked my neck affectionately."Especially now," I added as I hit the elevator button."Let's catch up with the others. I need to tell Meridian that she's back in the running.""Oh, that is fortunate," I grinned. "Oh, we'll start our mission to Brazil on Thursday, February 12th.""Is there a significance of that date?"I laughed. I put an arm around her shoulder as the doors opened. There were two others Havenstone ladies onboard."Carnival in Rio de Janeiro!" I exulted. "Half a million tourists a day. Two million Brazilians. Everyone wears a mask. What's not to love?""You are so fortunate you waited until you had witnesses around," Rachel groused."Desiree says it's bad for my prestige to be beaten in public," I chortled. "I'm glad you agree.""Maybe we can spar on the mats today when you get off work?""Oh, I'd like to see that," one of the other Amazons remarked. "Weapons or hand-to-hand?""I'll let him use a weapon. I'll use my hands. I want him to think he has a chance," Rachel declared. My arm was still around her shoulder, so I knew she wasn't really pissed."Didn't you kill Ajax?" the other one noted."He tripped over his shoelaces and impaled himself on his own sword," I sighed dramatically.Since the two women looked at one another, then to Rachel, I knew I'd told the lie well."Cáel had an ally shoot a grenade overhead, Ajax died in the confusion, so whatever blow killed him is irrelevant. Cáel beat Ajax with his mind before a single blow was landed. He made his foe fight his battle and that was how Wakko Ishara won," Rachel responded."Like an Amazon," the first one nodded."With balls," I added."An Amazon with balls? I guess you are, but I don't think the testes mattered in that you beat our foe in a matter your ancestors can be proud of," the second one said."Well said," Rachel nodded."Thank you," I shook her hand. "I'm Cáel Wakko Ishara aka Nyilas.""Oh, I'm Wynona of Allatu," she answered. She shook my hand, I ran a finger over her pulse and got her to blush slightly. Allatu was the Goddess of the Underworld in Canaanite mythology and one of the First Houses."Behave," Rachel whispered."Not likely," I whispered back."Did I say something wrong?" Wynona worried."No. Rachel is my moral guardian. So, do you want to go fishing, I mean swimming tomorrow after work, say 5:15?" I inquired."Sure," her smile broadened. "I excel in the water.""Good, maybe you can teach me a thing or two," I answered. The door opened at the lobby and there stood Desiree."Here," Rachel shoved me out the door. "Take him before he fishes himself into more trouble.""I understand," Desiree grumbled. "Come on fisherman. Financial Investigations is working late tonight and we need to pick up Italian food for twenty-two.""Lead and I shall follow," I proclaimed."Why do you call him the 'Fisherman'," Wynona asked Rachel."Fish, barrel, I'll explain it to you on the way to the garage," Rachel sighed. The doors shut and off we all went.{7:10 pm, Wednesday, August 27th ~ 12 Days to go}"Will you still be having dinner with us once you return back to JIKIT?" Europa asked as Lorraine passed me some Cajun rice."Every Monday and Wednesday night and on Fridays early," I grinned."We are going to be spending some time in Doebridge over the Labor Day weekend," Europa griped. "Do you want to come with us and save Aya from retelling her ordeal to yet another band of pre-Amazons?""Aya, do you want me to run interference for you?" I asked."No," she smiled. "I want you to train for the Great Hunt. Aunt Katrina says Elsa is virtually a guarantee to be one of the thirty.""Ugh," I groaned. "That's the cherry on the top of a rather bizarre day.""Was today bad?" Loraine asked."Let me see, for starters I got to use a variety of weird weapons for firearms practice. I had a feeling I was part of a round-robin, the way they rotated their assistance to me. In the elevator, I was with Brielle and her buddy when we had a security drill. The elevator cut off, but the air handler went into overdrive, dropping the temperature. After a quick democratic vote, I lost my shirt to an impromptu fire to stay warm, alive," I chuckled. "Then we cuddled together for warmth. I was about to lose my undershirt and pants when the alert ended.""Security alerts last less than fifteen minutes," Caitlyn noted. "I doubt you were in any danger of freezing to death.""Brielle was under the impression security alerts could last hours, despite my questionable knowledge otherwise from the handbook I'd read. Since she had the seniority, I thought she knew better.""So now you are shirtless," Europe smirked."I had a spare shirt stashed in Katrina's office, but I was required to change during the meeting because we were running late. Oh, and yesterday I forgot to feed some genetically superior white rats at one of our labs. Apparently they gnawed through their cages, broke out and now are in the Manhattan underworld, plotting a rodent rebellion," I related."Oh, that was my idea," Loraine perked up."Do you sit around the table with Katrina thinking up this kind of crap!" I protested."Occasionally," Caitlyn admitted. "Most of those are pure Katrina though.""Glad to know my misery is a family bonding experience.""You should be glad to know we care about you," Europa beamed."Yeah, I'll remember that and once you are casted I'm going to absolutely abuse my authority in some serious payback," I faux-glared at her."I promise you we will make it fun," Aya pledged."You would betray your own sisters?" Caitlyn questioned."Sisters are sisters, Mother, but boon companions are for life," Aya countered."That's cool, Mom," Europa snorted. "We'll always be taller than Aya, and faster.""Only more proof she'll be smarter," Caitlyn shook her head. "So Cáel what happened next?""What makes you think the rest of my day wasn't mundane and boring?""According to Katrina, you are the best stress reliever at Havenstone since they put in the Jacuzzis. With it being open season on you today, I figured your day was one misadventure after another," Caitlyn smiled warmly."Fine, I had to go to Financial Investigations to discuss my expense account in Europe.""That doesn't sound all that exciting," Loraine said."We were in the pool swimming in the classic Amazon style, I swear, sometime I think I should go to work wearing nothing but a trench coat and a smile," I grouched."Did you make any babies?" Aya chirped."No, I can't have that kind of fun with any employees for another twelve more days. Anyway, they were quite cross with me not using their services and let me know for an hour and, thirty-six minutes. After that I had to get a reference physical.""You are as healthy as a horse," Europa neighed."Funny Epona," I sniffed indignantly. "You are a load of laughs, filly. After I had been turned into a prune they made me undress again. There was some nonsense about all the combat I had been in had made me shorter and given me muscle constriction.""That is a good one," Aya nodded. "I'm glad they were being as creative as you are, Atta.""Who is to say that I'm not being the creative one here?" I winked at her."Were your muscles 'constricted'?" Loraine snickered. Europa gave her a thumbs up for joining on the fun."Nope, all my reflexes are in working order and I can still salute on demand," I smiled. "Which was good because after that, I worked through lunch with Acquisitions discussing Khanate plans for Siberia." There was a pause."What was so horrid about that?" Loraine inquired, as if I had been tortured up until that point."We had to do the whole three hour routine on the practice mats. I was pinned grappled and I had something that was strangely reminiscent of a titty-snuggle. I mean, all that skin-tight clothing, close contact and sweaty bodies was murder on my concentration," I confessed."We aren't going to be investing in Siberia, are we?" Aya winked at me."I don't know. I spent three hours saying "I don't know" and "I haven't a clue.""You are good at that," Europa jibed. I flicked a pea at her, bouncing it off her chin. She was getting ready for a spaghetti & meatball counterattack when Caitlyn's cough brought her up short."He is the Head of House Ishara. He can act that way. You are Epona and we are better behaved."Europa stuck her tongue at me, I returned the gesture and this time Caitlyn's cough was aimed at me. She followed that up by rubbing her foot along my shin. I smiled at her, then caught Aya smiling at the both of us. Then I recalled Aya had set the table, damn it."I'll get us dessert," Aya beamed happiness my way. I was thinking about dessert alright, damn that girl.{Rhada Revisited}"I'm home gang," I exhaled. "Ready to go out?" and was promptly shot with a Nerf gun. "What did I do this time?"Timothy and Odette were getting off the sofa. Odette was taking aim while Timothy left his single-shot where he'd been sitting."We are going out. You are not," Timothy grinned. "You have company in the bedroom.""Man, I was looking forward to," then Odette shot me in the stomach with her six shot nerf repeater."You have company," Odette emphasized the 'company' part. To me this implied someone who I couldn't seduce with a few words, maybe get busy for half an hour then go out partying. That could only mean,I opened my door and there lay Rhada, completely naked, hogtied and bound. She had even been gagged. Her look of hate and loathing turned to, something else; part fear and part heartsick yearning. Could Timothy and Odette, really just Timothy, I loved Odette but she had the combat skills of a Tribble. Could Timothy defeat Rhada so thoroughly that she could be so bound?Not likely. I'd been neglecting her, What with being kidnapped, running off to Europe and generally doing my job, I'd neglected her well-defined physique, olive skin and athletic curves. I'd been a fool for letting her waste away while I'd been 'not' earning a paycheck. Hell, I was working too much. I'd played around in college and still managed to graduate with good grades, and it wasn't like I had been hired for my brains."Oh, I've been missing this," I relished her helplessness while rubbing my palms together."Mumph," Rhada protested. It was hard for her to move her body. Her legs were bound above the knee to her shins while her ankles were lashed together and then to the top of her thighs.Her elbows and wrists were tied behind her back, wrists to wrist. The ropes securing her arms crisscrossed above and below her breasts and looped around her neck. She looked tightly secured. A bit too secured. I couldn't see how to un-hog-tie her."Don't you dare go anywhere," I warned Rhada then backed out of the room hurriedly."I suggested the ass plug!" Odette smiled as I turned around. I'd missed that given the shapeliness of her buttock,"I color-coded the ends of the ropes for you. Pull the yellow, then green and then pink and she'll come undone just fine. I put some ointment by the bedside for after. It will help numb the burn and promotes healing without scarring," Timothy patted me on the shoulder. "Now that you've b

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Sehr viel weiter kann man nicht weg! Luisa war über 18.000 Kilometer vom Heine entfernt als Austauschschülerin für ein halbes Jahr in Neuseeland. Wie sie mit ihren Eltern dort hinkam, was sie dort erlebt hat, wie toll sie das dortige Schulsystem fand und warum der Rückflug keine gute Erfahrung war, all das berichtet sie in diesem Heinefunk-Interview.Und wir haben wieder einmal zwei neue Moderatorinnen: Rania und Pearl bestehen ihren ersten Auftritt vor dem Heinefunk-Mikrofon mit Bravour. Wir freuen uns, sie nun regelmäßig zu hören.Eine Heinefunk-Folge voller interessanter Fakten, tiefen Einblicken und mit steilen Lernkurven.

Die Themen im heutigen Versicherungsfunk Update sind: Generali übertrifft Wachstumsziele und erzielt Rekordergebnisse Die Generali Gruppe hat 2024 ihre Wachstumsziele aus dem Plan „Lifetime Partner 24: Driving Growth“ übertroffen und Rekordergebnisse erzielt. Die gebuchten Brutto-Beiträge stiegen um 14,9 % auf 95,2 Milliarden Euro, insbesondere durch starkes Wachstum in der Lebensversicherung (+19,2 %) sowie der Schaden- und Unfallversicherung (+7,7 %). Das Operating Result erreichte mit 7,3 Milliarden Euro (+8,2 %) einen Höchstwert, während das bereinigte Konzernergebnis auf 3,8 Milliarden Euro (+5,4 %) anstieg. Der Vorstand schlägt eine Dividende von 1,43 Euro je Aktie vor (+11,7 %). MLP überschreitet Milliardengrenze Die MLP Gruppe hat im Geschäftsjahr 2024 ihre Gesamterlöse um 10 % auf 1,067 Milliarden Euro gesteigert und damit erstmals die Milliardengrenze überschritten. Das EBIT erreichte mit 95 Millionen Euro das obere Ende der Prognose und lag deutlich über den Vorjahreswerten. Besonders der Bereich Vermögensverwaltung trug zum starken Ergebnis bei. Der Vorstand schlägt eine Dividendenerhöhung um 20 % auf 36 Cent pro Aktie vor. Für 2025 erwartet MLP ein EBIT von 100 bis 110 Millionen Euro und plant bis 2028 eine weitere Steigerung auf bis zu 150 Millionen Euro bei Gesamterlösen von 1,3 bis 1,4 Milliarden Euro. Ecclesia Gruppe stellt IT-Organisation neu auf Die Ecclesia Gruppe richtet ihre IT-Organisation neu aus: Unter der Leitung von Dr. Andrea Weierich, gruppenweite CIO und Mitglied der Geschäftsleitung, arbeiten IT-Verantwortliche nun als Segment-CIOs, die eng mit den Geschäftsbereichen zusammenarbeiten. Die Segment-CIOs formulieren strategische IT-Prioritäten, leiten zentrale IT-Funktionen und steuern gruppenweite IT-Projekte. Dr. Weierich übernimmt die Segmente Industrie und Vorsorge sowie IT-Governance, während Dirk Borsetzky, Daniel Ahrend und Don Rorlach weitere Segmente und zentrale IT-Bereiche verantworten. Ziel ist eine stärkere Kundenorientierung und effizientere Nutzung digitaler Ressourcen. cpit comparit erweitert Vergleichsrechner um Altersvorsorge-Produkte Der Vergleichsrechner-Anbieter cpit comparit hat seinen cpit.LV-Rechner um den Bereich Altersvorsorge erweitert. Neben Risikolebens- und Berufsunfähigkeitsversicherungen können nun auch Produkte der Basis-Rente (1. Schicht) und der privaten Rente (3. Schicht) direkt verglichen werden. Die Erweiterung umfasst Tarife von 15 Versicherern, darunter Allianz, Alte Leipziger, Swiss Life und Volkswohl Bund. Zudem ist eine Geeignetheitsprüfung nach IDD vollständig integriert, um die Beratung effizienter zu gestalten. Weitere Anbieter sollen in den kommenden Monaten folgen. Versicherer verbessern hybriden Vertrieb Die großen Erstversicherer in Deutschland optimieren weiter ihre Vertriebsstrategie und vernetzen digitale und stationäre Kanäle zunehmend besser. Der Hybrid Sales Index (HSI©) 2024 des Beratungsunternehmens Wavestone zeigt, dass Versicherer ihre hybride Kundenansprache verbessern konnten: Der durchschnittliche HSI©-Score stieg von 50 % im Vorjahr auf 53 %. Die Allianz führt das Ranking mit 72 % an, gefolgt von Axa (63 %) und ERGO (60 %). HUK-Coburg (45 %), Provinzial (43 %) und HDI (39 %) belegen die letzten Plätze. BarmeniaGothaer Asset Management AG beruft neuen Vorstandssprecher Gerrit Heine tritt im Sommer 2025 in den Vorstand der BarmeniaGothaer Asset Management AG ein und übernimmt die Nachfolge von Christof Kessler als Vorstandssprecher, der zum 30. Juni 2025 in den Ruhestand geht. Heine wird zudem für das Middle- und Back-Office verantwortlich sein. Derzeit ist er Managing Director und Head of Northern Europe bei der Munich Re Group.

Jedem Fan des Hamburger SV graut es vor den Spielen im März. Jahr für Jahr vergab der HSV die besten Ausgangspositionen durch mehrere Niederlagen am Stück und verpasste so den Aufstieg. Doch nach dem dominanten 4:1-Sieg über Fortuna Düsseldorf herrscht im Volkspark leichte Zuversicht, dass in diesem Jahr wirklich alles anders ist. Schafft der HSV unter Trainer Merlin Polzin den Sprung in die Bundesliga?Darüber sprechen Max Ropers und Luis Vieira Heine vom Schleswig-Holsteinischen Zeitungsverlag (SHZ) in der neuen Folge des Fever Pit'ch Podcasts. Sie analysieren Polzins Maßnahmen sowie die ansteigenden Formkurven von Ludovit Reis und Miro Muheim. Sie stellen sich auch ...Du möchtest deinen Podcast auch kostenlos hosten und damit Geld verdienen? Dann schaue auf www.kostenlos-hosten.de und informiere dich. Dort erhältst du alle Informationen zu unseren kostenlosen Podcast-Hosting-Angeboten. kostenlos-hosten.de ist ein Produkt der Podcastbude.Gern unterstützen wir dich bei deiner Podcast-Produktion.

Jedem Fan des Hamburger SV graut es vor den Spielen im März. Jahr für Jahr vergab der HSV die besten Ausgangspositionen durch mehrere Niederlagen am Stück und verpasste so den Aufstieg. Doch nach dem dominanten 4:1-Sieg über Fortuna Düsseldorf herrscht im Volkspark leichte Zuversicht, dass in diesem Jahr wirklich alles anders ist. Schafft der HSV unter Trainer Merlin Polzin den Sprung in die Bundesliga?Darüber sprechen Max Ropers und Luis Vieira Heine vom Schleswig-Holsteinischen Zeitungsverlag (SHZ) in der neuen Folge des Fever Pit'ch Podcasts. Sie analysieren Polzins Maßnahmen sowie die ansteigenden Formkurven von Ludovit Reis und Miro Muheim. Sie stellen sich auch ...Du möchtest deinen Podcast auch kostenlos hosten und damit Geld verdienen? Dann schaue auf www.kostenlos-hosten.de und informiere dich. Dort erhältst du alle Informationen zu unseren kostenlosen Podcast-Hosting-Angeboten. kostenlos-hosten.de ist ein Produkt der Podcastbude.Gern unterstützen wir dich bei deiner Podcast-Produktion.

Jedem Fan des Hamburger SV graut es vor den Spielen im März. Jahr für Jahr vergab der HSV die besten Ausgangspositionen durch mehrere Niederlagen am Stück und verpasste so den Aufstieg. Doch nach dem dominanten 4:1-Sieg über Fortuna Düsseldorf herrscht im Volkspark leichte Zuversicht, dass in diesem Jahr wirklich alles anders ist. Schafft der HSV unter Trainer Merlin Polzin den Sprung in die Bundesliga?Darüber sprechen Max Ropers und Luis Vieira Heine vom Schleswig-Holsteinischen Zeitungsverlag (SHZ) in der neuen Folge des Fever Pit'ch Podcasts. Sie analysieren Polzins Maßnahmen sowie die ansteigenden Formkurven von Ludovit Reis und Miro Muheim. Sie stellen sich auch die Frage, wie der HSV beim kommenden Spiel in Magdeburg den gelbgesperrten Davie Selke ersetzen wird. Selke steht bei 17 Toren und symbolisiert den Aufschwung der Rothosen. Außerdem blicken die beiden auf die Konkurrenz aus Köln und Kaiserslautern und werfen einen Blick auf einen der möglichen Gegner in der Relegation. Den Stadtrivalen FC St. Pauli.TakeawaysDer HSV zeigt in dieser Saison eine stabilere Leistung.Merlin Polzin hat der Mannschaft ein neues Gesicht gegeben.Ludovit Reis hat sich als Führungsspieler etabliert.Polzin trifft mutige Entscheidungen bezüglich der Aufstellung.Die Frühjahrsform wird entscheidend für den Aufstieg sein. Der HSV setzt auf junge Talente und frische Impulse.St. Pauli kämpft mit einem akuten Offensivproblem.Die Stimmung am Millerntor kann entscheidend sein.Der Abstiegskampf in der Bundesligawird bis zum Ende spannend bleiben.Chapters00:00 Einführung in den HSV und die Saison02:58 Frühjahrsform und Stabilität des HSV05:48 Trainer Merlin Polzin und seine Ansätze09:05 Kaderqualität und Spielerentwicklung12:11 Führungsspieler und Teamdynamik14:55 Verletzungen und Kaderanpassungen18:04 Ausblick auf das nächste Spiel und Aufstellung21:15 HSV und die Talente23:55 Köln und Kaiserslautern im Aufstiegsrennen27:01 Der Abstiegskampf von St. Pauli35:00 Die Herausforderungen im AbstiegskampfTakeawaysChapters

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Alle Jahre wieder und zwischendurch sowieso: Unser Schulleiter Marcus Kortmann wagt sich in das Heinefunk-Studio und stellt sich den kritischen Fragen der Moderatorinnen. So stellen Ceyda und Carolin auch 2025 wieder kritische Fragen, rund um das Handyverbot am Heine, die Anmeldungen und so manch anderes aus dem Schulleben der vergangenen Zeit.Aber der Heinefunk blickt mit seinen Top-Moderatorinnen selbstverständlich auch nach vorne und schaut auf die Schüleraustausche mit anderen Ländern, die Zukunft der digitalen Endgeräte und die neuen Schüler:innen, die ab Sommer das Heine besuchen werden.Eine Heinefunk-Folge voller interessanter Fakten, tiefen Einblicken und mit steilen Lernkurven.

Querelen, Intrigen, Geschrei und Palaver - die hört man häufig im Wahlkampf. Und nicht erst in unserer Zeit, schon vor mehr als 180 Jahren war es nicht anders. Der deutsche Lyriker Heinrich Heine hat sich in seinem satirischen Gedicht „Die Wahl-Esel“ darüber lustig gemacht. Dabei mokiert er sich auch über nationalistische Rhetorik, die erschreckend aktuell nach rechten Wahlkampfparolen klingt. Das Gedicht schrieb Heine 1840 und veröffentlichte es im gleichen Jahr in seiner Sammlung „Neue Gedichte“.

Cáel saves a spirit and risks losing his soul.By FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Life gives you two chances to get it right; be who you want to be, or who you need to be.(Making choices we can live with)"Trouble," Wiesława relayed to our vehicle. Velma had an 'issue' at my apartment. She'd gone ahead in order to see to my security. My GL-550 had come within a block of the apartment when Wiesława's call came."Tell me what the problem is," I demanded. Wiesława relayed my request."Your roommate won't let them search your bedroom," was the answer I got back."Fuck that," I grumbled. "Tell Velma I'm coming up. Wiesława, take us to the front of my place." She gave me a cautious look, testing my resolve. Sensing that I'd jump out if I had to, she spoke over her blue-tooth to Velma. She wisely didn't pass on Velma's vitriol at me poking my nose into my SD's business, protecting me.As we pulled up and double-parked, everyone piled out."Are we going to need any "extra" assistance?" Delilah suggested. Considering the flock of 'follow-up' cars and SUV's tailing us, I wasn't overly worried about the law enforcement angle.What was I worried about? It wasn't dark yet on a weekday and Timothy was home. Since Velma would have informed me if he was toting around the Black Death, this had to be a crisis of a personal nature, most likely my personal nature. Wiesława struggled to keep pace with me as I took the stairs three at a time. She'd given up on me letting her go first.At the third floor landing we came across one of Velma's team covering that approach. A second member was at the door and from inside, I could hear Velma cursing in Hittite under her breath. But first,"I really don't think you'll need your sword, Saku," Delilah advised. "Timothy's not that kind of trouble.""Hey Velma, Crewe (who, together with Constanza, I'd sparred with, way long ago) and Timothy," I loudly announced myself just as I stepped in. "What seems to be the problem?" Timothy sighed and gave a head-toss to my closed bedroom door. Since I didn't want to be an asshole, I turned to Velma. "Let me send a neutral party to check things out." I had so many to choose from, Miyako, Selena, Vincent and Delilah.Saku might kill on general principle. Buffy and Wiesława were Amazons and I was beginning to think that Amazons, shit. I sighed, groaned and lowered my head. I looked to Timothy and clapped my wrists together (slave-like). He nodded. Rhada. Mother-puss-bucket! What was I going to do?"I've changed my mind, Velma, the room is fine," I started off. "I know for a certainty that my life is not imperiled by my visitor. Everyone else, I am about to have sex, so could you please head out to a restaurant and give me an hour, or two?" I took in the rest. Timothy coughed and pointed to the ceiling. "Three hours, " another cough, "four hours." No more coughing."Who is it?" Buffy snarled, lest I forgot that I was her scratching post. She was resenting the lack of scratching going on between us. I was about to tell her I needed some private time,, or just not tell her anything. But I was working on not being a jerk. I pulled Buffy to Timothy's room and gave her the lowdown. She mulled over the information. Her wrapping a hand around the back of my head and pulling me into a steamy kiss was unlooked for."Okay," she smiled. "Please don't think I'm not righteously pissed with the two of you, but I know you are doing the best you can with your limited survival instincts.I'll take care of everyone." Off she went and in moments, the room had cleared out until it was just Timothy and me."She stopped by work this afternoon looking pretty badly beaten up, emotionally," he explained. "I doubt she's slept in three days and she's really confused about all kinds of things. I was in the process of letting her know you weren't going to be back for two more days when the Welcome Wagon arrived.I figured the last thing she needed, before seeing you, was public exposure," he said."Thanks buddy," I hugged him. "A few hundred guys tried to kill me and Aya last night, so we came back early. Now," I steeled myself, opened the door and entered my room. Rhada was at the head of the bed, her knees pulled up to her chin and my pillows stacked up around her in some sad effort at a visual barrier.Her eyes had a sunken quality to them that suggested someone two steps past hopelessness. She was waiting for me to say something, which was an added truckload of bad news in my book. I began to undress in an unhurried manner. The shirt came off. Working the belt free came next."I've missed you," I said in a calm, yet positive manner. No response.I finished undressing while she remained frozen and emotionally clouded. I made some semi-educated guesses. Her mind was probably an incomprehensible cyclone of clashing upbringing principles and adult desires. She didn't need to be built up, Rhada needed to be rescued. That kind of emotional crisis was something I didn't need, or want, at this moment in my life.Rhada had nowhere else to go. Her martial bravery was of no use in the matter of her heart's insistent call. Her fear was of a different nature. She was looking down that unholy, dark corridor that was the last walk of all failed Amazons. She craved her personal slavery to a man and master. It was tough to move farther away from her native culture than that, or so she thought."Have you missed me?" I asked with authority. I ran two fingers along her left jawline. Rhada nodded. It was a rather feeble effort. "I asked you a question.""Yes," she sniffled."I am curious why you are hiding your body from me, Rhada," I prodded her. I wasn't 'curious'; I was peeved and she knew it"I don't know why I'm here," she moaned."Oh, " I mused. I was on her like lightning.She struggled weakly as we rolled around until she was ass-up on my lap. I had her right arm pinned to her back. Two sharp blows rained down on her covered posterior. Just two for now."I asked you a question. We both know your answer was inadequate," I spoke softly. Two more stinging, open-handed slaps to her buttocks. "I have defeated you in battle," two more smacks. "I have repeatedly taken you by force as my captive," two more with her accompanying moan."What makes you think you can defy me now, Rhada?" The promised blows did not fall. "I own you, don't I?" She moaned wantonly from anticipation of the spanking that wasn't coming. The lesson was simple: punishment and reward were mine to dispense, not for her to demand."I'm sorry," she mumbled."The incompetent are sorry, failures are sorry, useless people are sorry," I stated, followed by two more loud, cupped-hand blows on her ass. "People apologize when they commit an error. People apologize if they plan to learn from their mistakes. Now, are you someone else's miserable excuse for a human being, or are you MY person who learns from her lapses in judgment?""I bring shame to my people," she whimpered. Two more smacks fell upon her backside."Why do you insist on insulting me, Rhada?" two more, far harder, spanks landed causing her to gasp in pain. "Of all the Amazons I have defeated, I picked you to be mine, captive, no other. I thought you had the fierce spirit worthy of my fighting prowess.Your crawling up and dying inside disappoints me," I continued. It didn't disappoint me; it scared me. Rhada was so fiery and feisty. Seeing her mentally ground down into a crippled state ate at my mind."I'm afraid, Cáel," she choked out between her tears.The emotional riptide she was going through caused her to shake uncontrollably. I telegraphed my intent to move her, face down, to the middle of the bed. As I straddled her, I dragged her hands over her head and crossed her wrists. I nuzzled her shoulder, the crux of her neck, and ear."What are you afraid of, my captive?" I murmured.The term 'captive' along with the gentle affections brought forth a pleasurable response from her."I am perverse," she whispered. "I want you to take me as I cry and scream. I want to feel your body pressing down on me as you are doing now.I beg to be spanked, lashed, tease and tormented by you. Steal my sight and hearing. Render me helpless and utterly at your mercy, my Cáel," she pleaded. I'd allow the 'my'."And?" I mused."And?" she was confused."I was waiting for you to request something perverse, something I wouldn't do to you," I explained. I punctuated that by pulling her shirt aside and biting down on her shoulder strong enough to leave deep indentations on her flesh."Aha!" she yelped. She still wasn't making the connection, how incredibly stubborn of her."Do you doubt my bravery?" She didn't respond, so I bit into and worried her left earlobe. "Do you doubt my dedication to the Host?""No," she moaned. "You are an excellent warrior.""So we both agree I have earned the right to take you as my captive," I teased her."This is why I find your insolence to be so confusing," I kept up my routine. "It is almost as if you would rather be bound, whipped, beaten, spanked, bitten, lashed, covered with hot wax, blindfolded, and gagged instead of giving me my due obedience." Rhada's deep sensual moan was what I had been looking for. She spread her legs slightly then pushed her ass against my crotch."I am yours," she sniffled slightly. "You defeated me in battle and I can expect no other fate.""Dates take off their clothes. Slaves strip before their masters," I related. Not true. I had enjoyed multiple stripteases in my time and even give a few. What Rhada wanted to know was that I hungered for her naked flesh."You are on top of me," she protested. I pulled her braid to the side and chomped down her right shoulder. That earned me another squeal. Rhada's initial efforts were frantic, inspired by her pain. Within seconds she recalled our shared moments and slowed down. She knew I liked to watch her clothes come off and go back on. I'm odd that way.I rewarded her obedience with alternating kisses and nips to her freshly exposed flesh. As we progressed, Rhada became more insistent for sexual attention. Her finely honed thighs and abdominal muscles ground her buttocks against my cock in a continuous, circular motion. In our current state, she couldn't get her pants and panties off.When I rolled off, Rhada shot me a worried look. First she flashed up fear because she mistook my look for one of anger. In a second, she keyed to my real mood. I was going to own her, stretch her to her limits and then take it one step further. I was going to use my war captive as I saw fit, rip my pleasure from her passion and break her doubts down to their foundations.She shimmied out of her remaining clothing. I rummaged up the appropriate toys with a bit of an amused snort. Odette had organized the 'toy box' (including a bill for 'modernizing and updating' of my equipment.) What girl does that for a guy, categorize sexual aids she knows you are going to use on other women in your life?"Loosen your braid," I directed her after I turned and soaked in the view. She was in the center of the bed, kneeling with her buttock resting on her heels. Rhada's hands rested just above the knees, her great brown eyes had more of their old spark to them. Part of that was caused by my words sinking into her psyche. The rest was her love affair with my physique.Me and all my scars, plus I had a new one for her to judge and appreciate."Small caliber round from a Seven Pillar's QCW-Type 05," I informed her. Amazons loved their weaponry and their martial exploits."Did you kill him?" she asked with her intensity overcoming her attempt at a demur nature."Him and a bunch of other guys," I chose to answer as she unbraided her silky, black hair that cascade down to the small of her back. I was the son of a Chicago working stiff, not some super-soldier."You fought for the Host and killed our enemies," she tried to ease my mind.I wanted to feel bad about what had happened. The horror I had inflicted would never go away."Most of them were burned alive," I enhanced her experience by ripping open my own, fresh mental scar tissue. For Rhada, ruthlessness, martial valor and battlefield accomplishments were their own aphrodisiac.In her translation of events, her captor had proven yet again he was a fearless, masculine champion, a lion-heart. I put one knee on the bed and waited. Rhada had to shuffle to me. It was interesting to see the magnetic effect of the three items I held in my casual grasp, a leather collar, a thin silver-coated chain and a pair of leather handcuffs. I motioned with the cuffs first.I left it for her to discern my intention. I wanted her to put her wrists forward, yet I wanted to train her to know my wishes. Not only would it keep her mind and perceptions occupied, it would give her a needed sense of learning and broadening her education. It was a very subtle narrowing of the eyes that I used to tip her off.She half-turned with her wrists at her back, caught my 'displeasure' and then extended her arms toward me. I cuffed her right wrist, then her left wrist and finally cinched them together with their two bronze links, all the while demanding she retain eye contact with me. With our silent measuring of our true grit, we established our positions.Without that clash of wills, everything else would be tawdry trinkets of no value. As she accepted those bonds, she set aside her willingness to challenge me and embraced our new sense of harmony. A corner had been turned. Submission became the only outcome her destiny allowed. Mamitu; the Amazon belief that the Goddesses put nothing before the sisters that experience hadn't prepared them for.Out of arrogance, she had struck me. Destiny had prepared me for the fight and I had won. In tribute to destiny, Rhada had acknowledged the lesson and was finally learning from it. I yanked her wrists up roughly until they were extended high over her head. Rhada kept them there, as I intended, because now was time for the collar.This time she couldn't keep her eyes from flickering to the device until it passed beneath her chin. With the cuffs, I had been deliberate and relentlessly purposeful. The collar was an easy gesture, me exerting my rights as her captor and master, nothing more. I spared her a smile. Her dark brown-olive complexion, nearly black around the areola and nipple, was extended by the raising of the arms overhead for my viewing pleasure.Lastly, there was the chain. It had clasps at both ends, so I hooked it around the single ring on the collar and pulled Rhada toward me. I feasted on her lips, touched tongue to tongue inside and outside our mouths, and ended up chewing her lower lip. As I pulled and plucked it with my teeth, my fingers began to coax a stiffening of her teats.Gentle caresses turned into vigorous touching that evolved into painful pinches between the thumb and forefinger and energetic plucking. I let my kisses migrate from her lips to nose (briefly) then her cheeks and the underside of her jawline. Rhada made a gasping-choking noise as I nibbled her flesh.My distraction must have worked because she missed my hands moving down. The middle and forefinger of my left became a wedge working between her buttocks. With the right, I led with my middle finger, using my fore- and ring-fingers to part her labia. The clip-rings of the chain were secured on each thumb.Her fluids turned her sex into warm molasses coating folds of molten tenderness. My solo probing finger didn't penetrate, not yet. I ran the length of her vulva vestibule, rubbing her vaginal and urethral openings. Rhada expressed a piteous whine as I stoked her sexual frustrations. I ratcheted up my torture when my left twin fingers reached her sphincter.Tap the opening, tease her with false penetrations. My lips reached her neck right beneath her ear. I pulled in the flesh with a powerful suction, grabbing the tiny tip of taut flesh with my teeth. Her dolorous pleading ramped up as I delved my fingers in simultaneously. Rhada's anal ring pulsed, alternating between ushering my forefinger inside and resisted my progress.I was breaching her defenses without lubrication. It was wiggling, tentative advancement on my part and sensations of extreme sensitivity on her part. By comparison, her vagina virtually sucked me in. Having been denied sex for so long (if you counted two weeks as long) all the while fantasizing to the point of tripwire anticipation, she was quickly rising to orgasm."Do not," I cautioned her. Rhada trembled. Her groans became guttural as she reached down into her physical conditioning to exhibit some control over her racing heart rate and labored breathing. Had I stopped my assault, she might have held out. I didn't. The task for us both was to push her past the point of control. She was going to lose, that was given.How she lost was the lesson. What level of stimulation was going to be too much? She fought it with every fiber of her being. She fought it for me. Rhada sweated profusely and vibrated like a gypsy tambourine. She could not win. She knew I never intended for her to win. But I wanted her to reach down deep and fight.She would fail and I would punish her for her failure, but it would be a punishment that she felt was well-deserved, and she craved that. Even her failure was part of our dynamic, captor and captive. Pain with a purpose. Pain as a thread that united us. She could not wound herself the way I could. Everything she could inflict, she would sense and prepare for.I provided torment from unexpected angles and stimuli in a myriad of forms. Everything faded until only the touch and the pleasure of the messenger remained."Urah, " her opening declaration of the overwhelming tide was animalistic and desperate.For fifteen seconds I continued to play with her as her climax turned upon itself, building and becoming more chaotic. In the back of my mind, I realized my sex play was being cruel to my neighbors. I had to hope the anonymous death threats would keep Mr. Fiennes at bay.I'd deal with my 'friendly' female neighbor later, once I figured out how to repay her for her patience and the cookies she'd sent over when I was ill. For Rhada, it was a temporary cessation of my sexual attention and allowing her to rest her body against mine. I admired her ability to hold her arms aloft. Still,"You failed," I whispered into her ear. Rhada hiccupped. I dragged my fingers covered with her cunt juice up her pubic mount, abdomen, around the belly button and between her breasts. At the conclusion of the trip was the resounding 'click' of that end of the leash being attached to her collar. "I don't think you have been humble before me."I looped the chain around her shoulder, then dragged it over her left breast. She shivered. My next stop was beneath her right breast. Her nipple seemed to swell up as I rubbed the other loop all over her areola. Next under the right mammary, then looping the chain around her right arm before reaching around the back and securing the second clasp.It was both a symbol of her captivity and body ornamentation. The shiny silver links contrasted with her dusky, sweaty flesh.

Der er sket rigtig meget på kvindesiden. Mens vi alle var optagede af herrernes slutrunde i januar, vendte kvinderne tilbage til ligaen og de europæiske turneringer. De danske kvinder skal have ny landstræner, og sportschef Morten Henriksen er på en stor opgave i DanskHåndbold. Men hvem er i spil? Og hvilke kvalifikationer skal man lede efter? Der er kort fortalt meget at samle op på - også når det gælder styrkeforholdet i toppen mellem Esbjerg og Odense. Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine giver i denne udsendelse deres perspektiv på alt det seneste på kvindesiden. Gæster: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

Cloud Watching in the Inferno by Westley HeineWestley Heine is the author of Busking Blues: Recollections of a Chicago Street Musician and Squatter through Roadside Press (2022), a short story collection 12 Chicago Cabbies (2021), and volume of poetry The Trail of Quetzalcoatl (2016). He has featured twice at the Green Mill Poetry Slam in Uptown Chicago and is the new host of the poetry open mic at The Gallery Cabaret in Bucktown every 4th Saturday. Most recently#Roadside Press has released his new poetry collection entitled Street Corner Spirits, audio excerpts of which are now available on most streaming services under the same title.He's been a taxi dispatcher, a roadie, a deliveryman, a squatter, a street musician, a grocery clerk, a chambermaid, a novelist, a painter, a metal head, a Boy Scout, an insurance investigator, a jailbird, a farmhand, sold tickets to the symphony, sold plasma, been unemployed, and been a filmmaker. Life is always creating new characters inside him, but always a writer. He's rambled from Wisconsin, to Chicago, Europe, Texas, Mexico, California, and everywhere in between. Let in the light. Let out the fire. Instagram: @westleyheineCloud Watching in the Inferno by Westley Heine is the next in his next work, links attached... and thats why we are here...Cloud Watching in the Inferno is a collection gathering the best pieces by author Westley Heine written between 2022 and 2024.The poems and short stories are set in the past and the future using surreal imagery and dark humor to capture the contemporary existential angst of life in the 2020s. Full of colorful hard-nosed characters, themes include#heartbreak,#AI, sex, death,#America, insecurity,#poverty,#religion, ecological collapse, disease,#alcoholism, madness, and space travel.NOTE:All the pretty guitar that chimes in is his as well...Cloud Watching in the Infernohttps://bit.ly/CloudWatchInfernoBusking Blues: Recollections of a Chicago Street Musician and Squatter by Westley Heine is available athttps://bit.ly/Busking_BluesStreet Corner Spirits by Westley Heine is available athttps://bit.ly/streetcornerspiritsLIKE - SUB- COMMENT - SHAREbit.ly/SyDCafeCommunitybit.ly/SocialYetDistancedPodcast bit.ly/SydVidYouTubeAs always, health is maintained by BLOOM and Holistic Caring-https://holisticcaring.com/ref/Jack/ made with:https://bit.ly/HYPER-SyD#podcast,#video,#art,#books,#literature,#poetry,#poets,#socialyetdistanced,#poetry,#poem,#poet,#HOPE,#DANGEROUS,#CONFESSIONAL,#POEMhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqbOvmZq0uI&t=10s

Conversamos con José Luis Pizzi, Pepe, sobre su experiencia como gestor cultural de la escritura independiente en Berlín, de su labor al frente del Salón Berlinés y de la realidad que es publicar y promover nueva literatura en castellano en la capital alemana. De cómo de la misma manera que Londres no es Inglaterra, Berlín tampoco es Alemania. Hablamos de las diferentes casas editoriales publicando en español en tierra de Goethe y de Heine, del papel que juega o supuestamente debe jugar el Instituto Cervantes en todo esto, así como de la diferencia entre latinoamericanos y españoles cuando se trata de ese misterioso menester que es promoverse en otro idioma. Finalmente, no pudimos abstenernos de trazar algunos paralelos con la escena londinense. Con Juan Toledo.Reseña de Voces periféricas, una antología poética de autores hsipanohablantes residentes en alemania publicada en Revista Perro Negro   

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Det gjorde det! #detblomstrendelandshold er i EM-finalen efter en på alle måder imponerende indsats mod de franske verdensmestre. Storslåede præstationer i den danske defensiv og i det danske mål. Taktisk overlegenhed i begge ender af banen og danske individualister, der for alvor brændte banen i Wien af. Vi havde igen Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine med os. Med glæde i de brugte stemmer og gin og tonic i værtens glas. Optaget i minutterne efter den danske sejr. Vi smed manuskript og noter væk og gik bare lige på i begejstring over en fantastisk fredag ved EM. Og endte med at se frem til finalen på søndag mod Norge. Mod “den norske drillenisse” og den fordømte Katrine Lunde regel. Gæster: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

Forude ligger finaleweekenden og venter lokkende på os. Det danske kvindelandshold står onsdag aften foran en decideret ‘kvartfinale' mod Holland i den sidste kamp i mellemrunden. Vi taler mellemrunden igennem og gør en status på det danske hold. Og så ser vi på, hvad der skal lykkes for Danmark mod Holland. Men vi vender også de øvrige favoritter og taler om alt det, vi har set undervejs til EM. Vi havde Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine med os til at gøre os klogere på EM. Gæster: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

24 hold er blevet til 12. Nu gælder det mellemrunden og kampen om de 4 pladser i semifinalerne. Vi er blevet klogere. Vi har set alle hold spille tre gange. Nu går det løs. Og for Danmarks vedkommende går det løs torsdag med et brag mod Norge i kampen for en plads i semifinalerne. Hvor står holdene? Hvor står Danmark? Og hvad skal vi se frem til i mellemrunden? Vi havde Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine med os for at blive klogere forud for mellemrunden. Gæster: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

Torsdag starter EM i Østrig, Ungarn og Schweiz. Vores faste eksperter på kvindesiden Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine, guider os i denne udsendelse til hele slutrunden i denne store EM-optakt. Vi kigger på de danske chancer, den danske trup og det danske spil. Men vi breder det også ud og taler om det øvrige favoritfelt og hele den forestående turnering med 24 nationer. Hvem er de store favoritter, og hvad skal vi se frem til i en slutrunde i et OL-år? Her er din store optakt til kvindernes EM-slutrunde i december. Gæster: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

The Royal Tutor on Higasa Akain lämpöinen hyvänmielen tarina neljästä prinssistä ja salaperäisestä kotiopettajasta, joka kutsutaan koulimaan heistä kuningaskandidaatteja. Ajankohtaisosiossa muistelemme hiljattain menehtyneen kauhumangan pioneeri Kazuo Umezun uraa ja puhumme siitä, miten suurta kansainvälistä tukea saaneen Love Bullet -mangan tekijä paljastui haastattelussa amerikkalaiseksi. Lukujonossa Maaret tilittää kaiken siitä, mikä on vialla kuumassa yliluonnollisessa shoujoromanssissa Black Bird, minkä lisäksi uskaltaudumme vihdoin lukemaan Shuzo Oshimin äidin ja pojan ahdistavasta läheisriippuvuussuhteesta kertovan sarjan Blood on the Tracks pokkarit 10-12. --- Kommentoi | Threads | Mastodon | Bluesky | X | Instagram --- (01:07) – KUULUMISET: PETTERI KÄVI TAAS JAPANISSA - Tiffcom - Tabicine on tuonut maahan elokuvat The Good Father ja Vuokraperheet (08:01) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: ESITTELY - The Royal Tutor - GFantasy - Jakso 42, jossa puhuimme Horimiyasta - Jakso 50, jossa puhuimme Kuroshitsujista - Jakso 62, jossa puhuimme Saiyukista - Jakso 24, jossa puhuimme sarjasta A Terrified Teacher at Ghoul School - Kuningas Viktor epäilee vanhimman prinssi Einsin sopivuutta hallitsijaksi (kuva) (14:31) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: YLEISTUNNELMA JA MAAILMA - Orb: On the Movements of the Earth - Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy -pelin nimi oli japaniksi ihan vain “Professori Layton ja sivilisaatio A:n perintö“ (Layton-kyooju to cho-bunmei A no isan) - Cesare (20:45) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: HEINE JA TEEMAT - Assassination Classroom - Jakso 104, jossa puhuimme Japanin koululaitoksesta ja opetuskulttuurista - Heine painottaa akateemisen kyvykkyyden lisäksi elämäntaitojen oppimista ja ymmärryksen kasvattamista (kuva) - Mikä on Heinen hämärä menneisyys? (kuva) - Heine on kuninkaan kanssa läheisemmissä väleissä kuin antaa oppilailleen ymmärtää (kuva) - Tosipaikan tullen Heine näyttää todelliset kyntensä (kuva) (28:20) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: PRINSSI LICHT - 14v naistenmies???? (kuva) - Lichtin salainen työpaikka (kuva) - Licht löytää kahvilanpitäjästä läheisemmän esikuvan kuin isästään, jota kohtaan hänellä on katkeria tuntoja (kuva) - Mitä oikein haluan elämältäni? (kuva) (36:01) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: PRINSSI LEONHARD - Leonhard ei ole matemaattinen (kuva) - Menneisyyden opiskelutraumat painavat (kuva) - Huono koetulos tarkoittaa, että on paljon kasvupotentiaalia (kuva) (41:44) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: PRINSSI BRUNO - Bruno kääntyy skeptisestä ihailijaksi silmänräpäyksessä (kuva) - Jos et pysty opettamaan luokallista lapsia, niin miten pystyt johtamaan kokonaista kansakuntaa? (kuva) - Entä jos rupeaisinkin akateemikoksi enkä kuninkaaksi? (kuva) - Bruno joutuu kohtaamaan oman ylemmyydentuntonsa (kuva) (46:42) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: PRINSSI KAI - Pelottavan näköinen mutta lempeä jättiläinen (kuva) - Kain väkivaltainen maine on peräisin sotilasakatemiassa sattuneesta välikohtauksesta (kuva) (51:22) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: PRINSSI EINS JA KREIVI ROSENBERG - Eins ei näe pikkuveljissä potentiaalia (kuva) - Rosenberg käy päälle (kuva) - Manipuloiko Rosenberg Einsia? (kuva) (54:16) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: SIVUHAHMOT - Wienin muuri (1:00:23) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: VISUAALINEN TYYLI JA KERRONTA - Surullinen hevosvankkuri, johon avustaja unohti piirtää länget ;__; (kuva) (1:04:35) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: JULKAISU - Maaretin arvostelu mangan digijulkaistusta Anime-lehden numerossa 4/2016 (kuva) - Maaretin arvostelu TV-animesta ja mangan printtijulkaisusta Anime-lehden numerossa 5/2017 (PDF) (1:11:11) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: ANIMESOVITUS - Animesovituksen traileri (YouTube) - Animesovitus Crunchyrollissa - Heinen ääninäyttelijä Keisuke Ueda - 2.5D stage playt - Oshi no Ko (1:15:30) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: SPOILERIOSIO - Heinen menneisyys (kuva) - Kuinka Heinesta tuli opettaja (kuva) - Kuuluisa mestarivaras Arsène Heine (kuva) - Rosenberg riehuu ovesta läpi (kuva) - Liian ankara itselleen (kuva) - Pehmenee (kuva) - Lopulta ihan kiva mustavalkoinen ystävyys (kuva) - Tulevaisuus (kuva) (1:38:53) – THE ROYAL TUTOR: YHTEENVETO (1:42:09) – KAZUO UMEZUN KUOLEMA - Kazuo Umezu - The Japan Timesin uutinen kuolemasta - Haastattelu, johon Maaret viittasi (melkoisen vanha ja sekavasti käännetty) - Jakso 89, jossa puhuimme mangan historian yhdeksästä vuosikymmenestä - Junji Ito - The Drifting Classroom - Jason Thompson's House of 1000 Manga - The Drifting Classroom - Shuzo Oshimin pastissi Drifting Net Cafe - My Name Is Shingo - Makoto-chan (1:51:45) – LOVE BULLETIN TEKIJÄ ON JENKKI - Love Bullet - Ineen postausketju siitä, että sarja lopetetaan jos sen suosio ei nouse - Länsimaiset yurifanit jakoivat opasta siitä, miten sarjaa voi tukea - Kertaus siitä miten tuen osoitus eteni - Unseen Japanin kirjoitus - Ensimmäisen luvun voi lukea japaniksi Comic Walkerista, mutta toki kyllä se englanniksi löytyy - Ineen linkkaus haastatteluun - Haastattelu (ei voi lukea EU-alueella) - Kauhistuneita reaktioita siihen, että Inee onkin tajunnut kaikki shitpostaukset - Muita ulkomaisia mangantekijöitä: - Eteläkorealainen Boichi - Espanjalainen Juan Albarran piirtää Matagi Gunneria - Ineen lempimangaka on Satoshi Mizukami, joka on myös yksi Maaretin suosikeista - Jakso 70, jossa puhuimme Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammerista - Jakso 99, jossa puhuimme Spirit Circlestä (1:59:02) – HAMPAANKOLOSSA - Jakso 106, jossa puhuimme USA:n mangapalkinnoista 2024 - Harvey Awards -gaalan mangapalkinnon päätyi voittamaan Delicious in Dungeon - Jakso 102, jossa puhuimme sarjasta Lychee Light Club - Sarja oli Animatessa esillä tänä syksynä (kuva) - Yama Wayama - Jakso 106, jossa puhuimme viimeksi Ivrean uusista suomijulkaisuista - Ivrean twiitti Suomalaisen kirjakaupan uudesta manganosteesta - Sangatsu Mangan twiitti samasta (2:02:36) – KUULIJAKOMMENTTI: KIYO IN KYOTO - Jakso 105 - Kiyo in Kyoto (2:03:44) – KUULIJAKOMMENTTI: ANGOLMOIS JA TODAY'S CERBERUS - Jakso 106, jossa puhuimme sarjasta Angolmois - Taistelu Tsushimasha - Ilpo Koskelan sarjakuva Lusia - Today's Cerberus (2:09:28) – KUULIJAKOMMENTTI: VUOKRAPERHEET - Vuokraperheet (2:23:05) – KUULIJAKOMMENTTI: THE GOOD FATHER JA SLAM DUNK - The Good Father - Slam Dunk - Slam Dunk oli Animatessa niin hyvin esillä, että sitä oli vaikea löytää (kuva) (2:29:46) – KUULIJAKOMMENTTI: MANGAHYLLYT - Anni K:n Bluesky-kommentti (2:33:36) – LUKUJONOSSA: BLACK BIRD - Black Bird - Maaretin postaus Black Bird -boksista - Jakso 105, jossa puhuimme saman tekijän myöhemmästä sarjasta Seirou opera (2:43:12) – LUKUJONOSSA: BLOOD ON THE TRACKS 10-12 - Blood on the Tracks - Jakso 74, jakso 76 ja jakso 81, joissa olemme puhuneet sarjan aiemmista vaiheista - Shuzo Oshimin toisen sarjan Flowers of Evilin "animesovitus" oli toteutettu rotoskooppaamalla (YouTube) (3:04:38) – LOPETUS

This Underdog Ag Podcast features sisters, “the Heine girls.” Known in their formative years as Jenny and Kerry Heine, we will discuss life growing up in the 1970s, 80s, and early 90s on a York County, Neb. farm. You may be surprised by this interview. You might cry. We hope you laugh. Mostly we hope you too can find healing and move on from what you need to as well.  Jenny has a long list of experiences:  While serving as a very talented farm hand at the “Heine Circus,” Jenny drove a tractor at age eight, and was doing field work at 12 years old. She was doing whatever was asked on the farm, and did it well.  She balanced teenage jobs in food service at Dairy Queen and Hardee's.  Sun Theatre in York was also a high school position.  Jenny also served as a circulation manager and more at two newspapers.   She was a much-loved teacher for 12 years.  Today, Jenny helps people with disabilities understand and navigate Social Security, as well as state and federal benefits systems. Jenny and her husband Casey Mentink love their grandchildren and are full of life. Jenny especially is proud of her daughter, BreeAnna Hoff, her husband Kyle, and their beautiful daughter, Evangeline (sweet Evie). --Be sure to rate, review, and subscribe.HOST: Kerry HoffschneiderGUEST:  Jenny (Kerry's Sister)--CREDITS:Mitchell Roush, ProducerBibi Luevano, Cover ArtPurple Planet Music, Theme

GÄST: Flakrim Fejzullahu (@flakrim_fejzullahu) Flakrims podd Qaj med Flakko  https://open.spotify.com/show/5d0Ufa7f729EIUglb4q7Ha?si=3b498dd6a71a4477 Supporta Kult: Patreon.com/branne   10 års jubileum med Isak Jansson & albumen "Allt är Floristernas Fel" & "En Torpeds Bekännelser" https://www.nortic.se/ticket/event/62422?fbclid=IwY2xjawGLVhtleHRuA2FlbQIxMAABHeLPdJorR84duDtOsm_vjoZJGRP797p4e6bzmSarvR3_Ri-nDWv1Lwk-TQ_aem_pUA4szuJi-b5SjzcUXfE0g Lyssna på Jens podd med Viktor Engberg "Falkenberg Podcast" https://open.spotify.com/show/3nQDQtrmX8ojCYWdgIG7Oo?si=4e8be1bd3d184f8d  Kommande Filmer:  Boyz n the hood American History X Strul Miseria Megalopolis

Bright on Buddhism - Kōan Series Episode 11 - Jōshū's "Wash Your Bowls" Hello and welcome to a new episode of the Kōan Series. In this series, we will read and discuss real Buddhist kōans to try and better understand them. We hope you enjoy. Resources: Episode 10 - https://anchor.fm/brightonbuddhism/episodes/What-is-Zen-Buddhism-e1a2sm2 Episode 18 - https://anchor.fm/brightonbuddhism/episodes/What-is-the-Buddhist-philosophy-of-speech--language--and-words-e1dgqu9 Episode 32 - https://anchor.fm/brightonbuddhism/episodes/What-are-kans-e1j5scl Episode 33 - https://anchor.fm/brightonbuddhism/episodes/What-is-emptiness-e1jc31i Hori, Victor Sogen (1999). "Translating the Zen Phrase Book" (PDF). Nanzan Bulletin (23).; Hori, Victor Sogen (2000), Koan and Kensho in the Rinzai Zen Curriculum. In: Steven Heine and Dale S. Wright (eds)(2000): "The Koan. Texts and Contexts in Zen Buddhism, Oxford: Oxford University Press; Heine, Steven (2008), Zen Skin, Zen Marrow; Bielefeldt, Carl (2009), "Expedient Devices, the One Vehicle, and the Life Span of the Buddha", in Teiser, Stephen F.; Stone, Jacqueline I. (eds.), Readings of the Lotus Sutra, New York: Columbia University Press, ISBN 9780231142885; Kotatsu, Fujita; Hurvitz, Leon (1975), "One Vehicle or Three", Journal of Indian Philosophy, 3 (1/2): 79–166; Lopez, Donald (2016), The Lotus Sutra: A Biography (Kindle ed.), Princeton University Press, ISBN 978-0691152202; Lopez, Donald S.; Stone, Jacqueline I. (2019), Two Buddhas Seated Side by Side: A Guide to the Lotus Sūtra, Princeton University Press; Pye, Michael (2003), Skilful Means – A concept in Mahayana Buddhism, Routledge, ISBN 0203503791; Watson, Burton (tr.) (1993), The Lotus Sutra, Columbia University Press, ISBN 023108160X; Patrick Olivelle, trans. Life of the Buddha. Clay Sanskrit Library, 2008. 1 vols. (Cantos 1-14 in Sanskrit and English with summary of the Chinese cantos not available in the Sanskrit); Stone, Jacqueline Ilyse (2003), "Original enlightenment and the transformation of medieval Japanese Buddhism" (PDF), Studies in East Asian Buddhism, University of Hawaii Press (12), ISBN 978-0-8248-2771-7, archived from the original (PDF) on November 5, 2013; Hakeda, Yoshito S., trans. (1967), Awakening of Faith—Attributed to Aśvaghoṣa, with commentary by Yoshito S. Hakeda, New York, NY: Columbia University Press, ISBN 0-231-08336-X; Jorgensen, John; Lusthaus, Dan; Makeham, John; Strange, Mark, trans. (2019), Treatise on Awakening Mahāyāna Faith, New York, NY: Oxford University Press, ISBN 9780190297718 Do you have a question about Buddhism that you'd like us to discuss? Let us know by finding us on email or social media! https://linktr.ee/brightonbuddhism Credits: Nick Bright: Script, Cover Art, Music, Voice of Hearer, Co-Host Proven Paradox: Editing, mixing and mastering, social media, Voice of Hermit, Co-Host

19 Jahre lang leitete Christian Heine das Münchner Atomic Café, einen der bedeutendsten Clubs in Deutschland. Er war mit seinem Geschäftspartner Roland Schunk mit verantwortlich, den Britpop in Deutschland groß zu machen.

Skakspilleren Magnus Carlsens profilerede træner Peter Heine Nielsen er i åben konflikt med en af de bedste kvindelige spillere i verden. Heine Nielsen er kritisk over for, at russiske skakspillere har 'fripas' i skakturneringerne. Vi undersøger hvad det betyder for sporten, når den ikke følger de internationale anbefalinger. Hvert år bliver et nyudklækket talent tildelt Bogforums Debutantpris. I år er de nominerede: Ulrikke Bak: Love Looks Bleak, Linea Maja Ernst: Kun til navlen, Inger Smærup Sørensen: Dødsbo og Gustav Valdemar Strange: Til alle dem der vil forlade mig. I dagens Kulturen ser vi lidt nærmere på de fire nominerede forfattere, der på fredag har chancen for at løbe med til dette års Debutantpris. Værter: Karen Secher og Chris Pedersen.

Heines "Harzreise" gilt als romantisches Reisebild – im Subtext aber erzählt sie von Judenverachtung und Assimilationsdruck 1824. Das Feature entdeckt mit Witz und Spottlust 200 Jahre später, wie gegenwärtig Heine ist.

At Mediano Handball, we're using the international break to review everything we've seen in the Champions League so far. We also discuss the potential bankruptcy of Vipers Kristiansand, the role of referees in international matches, and much more. Martin Albertsen and Allan Heine offer their insights on the latest developments in women's handball. Brought to you in collaboration with Sparinvest and Sparekassen Kronjylland. Please note: This is a test version. We are experimenting with software that can distribute our Danish language podcasts to English.

I denne uge mødes de kvindelige landshold for første gang for alvor efter OL. Danmark skal til Norge for at møde værtsnationen, Tyskland og Holland. Pausen bruger vi til en status på både den danske liga og på alt det, vi har set i Champions League. Og så kommer vi omkring de kommende landskampe, den mulige konkurs i norske Vipers, dommerne i de internationale opgør, EH Aalborgs flotte sæsonstart og meget, meget mere. Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine gav deres perspektiv på alt det seneste på kvindesiden. Gæst: Martin Albertsen og Allan Heine Vært: Thomas Ladegaard *Udsendelsen er bragt i samarbejde med Sparekassen Kronjylland og Sparinvest*

Erfahre in dieser Sidepreneur Podcast Episode, wie Stefan Heine und sein Team die Steuererklärung von einer nervigen Pflicht zu einem einfachen, digitalen Prozess transformiert haben.

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ABOUT TALKBACKSOur Talkbacks are great opportunities to see how our faith engages with the world around us. This summer, we're excited to have four evenings that discuss how the gospel changes how we think about race, politics, the world, and our stories.Each Talkback, we get a chance to hear from a speaker for about 45 minutes before spending about 45 minutes in a Q&A. We encourage you to come with questions! SUMMER 2024 LINEUPMay 29 - Jeffrey Heine, “A Theology of Disappointment”June 26 - Heather Parker, “Why Your Family of Origin Impacts Your Life”July 17 - Matt Francisco, “The Endless Anxiety of Discovering Who We Are”July 31 - Joshua Chatraw, “Telling a Better Story”MORE INFOFor more info, visit rccbirmingham.com/talkbacks

Berlin. 1920er. Ein bebendes Zentrum des Okkultismus: Ominöse Bruderschaften, trügerische Schamanen und Monstren aller Art beleben seine Straßen. Mittendrin: Ewald Heine - Horror-Autor, Koks-Enthusiast und Dämonen-Besessener. In jeder der 10 Folgen erzählt die Grusel-Hörspiel-Serie einen neuen mysteriösen Fall in einer Stadt der Sünde und finsteren Magie. Jetzt abonnieren - in der App der ARD Audiothek. Von Lars Henriks.

Send us a Text Message.In this episode, I chat with Heine Nzumafo, an inspiring entrepreneur, Agile Coach, and founder of QueueSlot and Scrumscenariomaster.com.Heine shares his incredible journey from growing up in Cameroon, Central Africa, to serving as a Signal Officer in the U.S. Army, rising to the rank of Captain.We delve into his transition from military service to becoming a successful entrepreneur and Agile practitioner, highlighting the grit, determination, and perseverance required to navigate these changes.Heine also discusses his deep faith as a child of God and his current role as a Pastor with Holiness Revival Movement Worldwide.Join us as Heine talks about the challenges he faced, the lessons learned, and the passion that drives him to help others through Agile coaching and his entrepreneurial ventures.Tune in for an inspiring conversation about overcoming obstacles, pursuing your dreams, and the power of faith and perseverance in achieving success.Connect With Heine:Website: https://scrumscenariomaster.com/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/heinenzumafo/Join The Queue Slot Waitlist: https://www.queueslot.com/Support the Show.HOW TO SUPPORT THE WALK 2 WEALTH PODCAST: 1. Subscribe, Rate, & Review us on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, YouTube, or your favorite podcast platform. 2. Share Episodes with your family, friends, and co-workers.3. Get Instant Access To My List of Top 10 ChatGPT Prompts To Save You Time, Energy, & Money: HTTPS://WWW.STOPANDSTARE.MEDIA/AI

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