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GOD ALLEHELGHENSAFTEN! I dag har det vært skikkelig skummel stemning i studio! Isolde, Adina og Tiril Elise har hatt halloween-spesial hvor vi snakket om kostymer og det skumleste som fins: KJÆRESTER! Skumma anbefaler Nepobaby! Vi slår et slag for at studenter kan gå knask eller knep for ullsokker og pils. Be good sluts today girls :*Stor takk til Elisabeth på teknikk

Shauna Lawless is the Chrysalis Award-Winning and British Fantasy Award-Nominated author of the Gael Song trilogy. Her new novel, Daughter of the Otherworld, is out in the U.S. Nov. 11 and is the first book in her Gael Song: Era 2 series. Shauna visits The Otherworlds to chat about * the propaganda of history * her love of learning * secrecy and parenting * whether women were treated fairly in Ireland in the 12th century * her messy writing process * Isolde's fish-out-of-water experiences * Irish culture in the 12th century * schemy Fomorians * things she has in common with Isolde * The Lord of the Rings * Traveling * Personality types and regrets To learn more about Shauna, her Gael Song trilogy and the first book in her Gael Song: Era 2 trilogy, visit her website or follow her on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/shauna_lawless_author?igsh=MWs4bW5iZzB2dnBmcQ== Bluesky https://bsky.app/profile/shaunalawless.bsky.social or Tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/@shaunalawlessauthor?_t=ZP-90xL7FuiiKM&_r=1

Shauna Lawless is the Chrysalis Award-Winning and British Fantasy Award-Nominated author of the Gael Song trilogy. Her new novel, Daughter of the Otherworld, is out in the U.S. Nov. 11 and is the first book in her Gael Song: Era 2 series. Shauna visits The Otherworlds to chat about * the propaganda of history * her love of learning * secrecy and parenting * whether women were treated fairly in Ireland in the 12th century * her messy writing process * Isolde's fish-out-of-water experiences * Irish culture in the 12th century * schemy Fomorians * things she has in common with Isolde * The Lord of the Rings * Traveling * Personality types and regrets To learn more about Shauna, her Gael Song trilogy and the first book in her Gael Song: Era 2 trilogy, visit her website or follow her on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/shauna_lawless_author?igsh=MWs4bW5iZzB2dnBmcQ== Bluesky https://bsky.app/profile/shaunalawless.bsky.social or Tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/@shaunalawlessauthor?_t=ZP-90xL7FuiiKM&_r=1

Blir man förvånad av gruppsex på scen? Hur gör man något nytt av Wagner? P1 Kultur pratar om chock och höstens bästa scenupplevelser! Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Vi är mitt i senhöstens scensäsong, och det kokar av både experimentella och klassiska föreställningar runt om i landet.Unger programmet delar P1 Kulturs Jenny Teleman, DN:s Kristina Lindquist och Sveriges Radios operakritiker Thomas Nordegren med sig av sina bästa tips!WAGNER-VECKA FRÅN NORRLANDSOPERAN TILL MALMÖ OPERAWagner-feber pågår från norr till söder. I helgen hade både Wagnerklassikerna ”Tristan och Isolde” och ”Lohengrin” premiär, på Norrlandsoperan respektive Malmö Opera.Hur lyckade är de nya uppsättningarna? Vad är historierna bakom operaklassikerna? Och hur sätts de upp och blir nya i vår tid? Thomas Nordegren och Kristina Lindquist har sett dem.SAMLAG PÅ SCEN I DRAMATENS UNGERSKA GÄSTSPEL – VAD TILLFÖR NAKENCHOCKEN?Jenny Teleman har sett det ungerska gästspelet ”Parallax” på Dramaten i Stockholm, och kallar det fenomenalt. I pjäsen skildras generationstrauman, judisk identitet och queerhet med flera uppseendeväckande effekter – bland annat är flera skådespelare nakna i en gruppsexscen.Hur fungerar greppet chock på scen idag? Vad blir publiken chockad av, och hur har det förändrats under årens teatersäsonger? Jenny Teleman och Kristina Lindquist diskuterar.CLAES MALMBERG OCH PIA JOHANSSON GÖR LÅNGTURNÉ MED STRINDBERGS ”DÖDSDANSEN”Ikväll inleds Riksteaterns långturné med August Strindbergs klassiker ”Dödsdansen”. Claes Malmberg och Pia Johansson spelar paret Edgar och Alice, som efter ett långt liv tillsammans bara pratar i giftiga repliker.P1 Kulturs Björn Jansson har gått bakom scenen och träffat skådespelarna i Riksteaterns lokaler.BARNRADIONS BOKPRIS: OM SKAM I ”DET ÄR EN EVIGHET TILL STJÄRNORNA”Barnradions jury diskuterar Conny Palmkvists ”Det är en evighet till stjärnorna”, som handlar om Gunnar, som gör allt för att smälta in i skolan. Något som inte är det enklaste när man har en syster med en funktionsvariation. Juryn ringer upp författaren och pratar om familj och skam!Juryn består av Atle Thorén, Lisa Müntzing Brolin, Astrid Knape, Latifa Esmailian Malm och Majken Wetterstrand från Möllevångsskolan i Malmö. De pratar om bokprisets nominerade böcker i varsitt avsnitt under vecka 44, och utser sedan den bästa. Vinnaren avslöjas i den stora finalen söndag 2 november kl. 12:03 i P4.Programledare: Saman BakhtiariProducent: Sara Ek

Gäster: Agnes Matsdotter, Elvira Gullberg, Isolde Osbeck, Johan Hurtig, Jonatan Loxdal, Viktor Elsnitz För 90SEK/mån får du 5 avsnitt i veckan:4 Vanliga AMK MORGON + AMK FREDAG med Isak Wahlberg Se till att bli Patron via webben och inte direkt i iPhones Patreon-app för att undvika Apples extraavgifter:Öppna istället din browser och gå till www.patreon.com/amkmorgon Köp AMK:s nya merchDet finns t-shirts, hoodies och beanies!https://amkshop.se/ Relevanta länkar: ...kulbohttps://www.expressen.se/nyheter/hakan-juholt-vi-ar-kulbo/ ...Håkans såshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWJPxE4Rzz4 ...Ebbas korvhttps://static-cdn.sr.se/images/83/cbdd2669-1e1c-4e43-ac27-74ca286a19ef.jpg?preset=1024x576 ...Nooshihttps://www.expressen.se/nyheter/sverige/nooshi-dadgostar-knappar-pa-mobilen-mitt-i-debatten/ ...AFTER WORK-TVhttps://www.aftonbladet.se/nyheter/a/Rr77qd/aftonbladet-direkt?pinnedEntry=1415590 https://images.aftonbladet-cdn.se/v2/images/685b1680-c324-4b8e-adf8-7e6c6c30c92f?fit=crop&format=auto&h=2850&q=50&w=1900&s=ed5c25ae7d0ad3104f8f092c31655e775744199a https://images.aftonbladet-cdn.se/v2/images/64ea4bfe-200a-4f1e-8292-8763d980932b?fit=crop&format=auto&h=1569&q=50&w=1200&s=034fbc359b1e84ccddc144e855d9393cce7012cf ...Agneta Sjödinhttps://www.instagram.com/agnetasjodin/?hl=sv https://www.aftonbladet.se/nojesbladet/a/kwA8Vj/agneta-sjodin-gor-ufo-serien-mindgap-pa-viaplay ...Yvonne Rydinghttps://images.aftonbladet-cdn.se/v2/images/3fe9fa22-9e70-4c3a-9f0d-dc17313d4c61?fit=crop&format=auto&h=1267&q=50&w=1900&s=e9966b28985958987cd13a74c4ad19add4b64708 https://afterworktv.se/video/fd-miss-universum-yvonne-ryding-har-spannande-saker-pa-gang/ ...Kalle Zackari Wahlströmhttps://www.careofcarl.se/dokument/bibliotek/Image/CARL_Magazine/Livsstil/2021/20211024-KalleZackari/kalle5.jpg https://www.instagram.com/p/CtG8bV0LZhP/ ...Gert Fylking om "PK"https://afterworktv.se/video/gert-fylking-om-hur-pk-samhallet-blivit/ ...Brottarbröderhttps://www.instagram.com/brottarbroder/ ...Isolde vs. Maurihttps://www.instagram.com/p/DPy461lDCWz/ ...Pitbullhttps://www.aftonbladet.se/nojesbladet/a/eM28d4/pitbull-atervander-gor-ny-spelning-i-sverige Låtarna som spelades var:Give Me Everything - PitbullSweet Dreams - AviciiComme ci comme ça - Agnes MatsdotterAlla låtar finns i AMK Morgons spellista här:https://open.spotify.com/user/amk.morgon/playlist/6V9bgWnHJMh9c4iVHncF9j?si=so0WKn7sSpyufjg3olHYmg

Die Tage werden kürzer, die Nächte kälter. Zeit, sich um nicht winterharte Kübelpflanzen zu kümmern. Herbstzeit ist auch Laubzeit. In "Habe die Ehre!" ist Isolde Keil-Vierheilig von der Bayerischen Gartenakademie bei Edith Schowalter zu Gast. Sie gibt Tipps rund beantwortet Hörerfragen.

In 'De Afspraak op vrijdag' van 24 oktober heeft Ivan De Vadder onafhankelijk Kamerlid Jean-Marie Dedecker te gast, samen met politiek journalist Isolde Van den Eynde (Het Laatste Nieuws) en professor fiscaliteit Michel Maus (VUB). Ze hebben het over de moeilijke begrotingsonderhandelingen en Europa dat de Russische tegoeden bij Euroclear wil vrijmaken.

durée : 01:29:51 - Relax ! du jeudi 23 octobre 2025 - par : Lionel Esparza - Il a côtoyé les plus grands de son temps : élève de Franz Liszt dont il épouse la fille Cosima, il se rapproche de Richard Wagner et dirige les créations de "Tristan et Isolde" et "Les Maîtres Chanteurs", avant de devenir le premier chef du plus grand orchestre du monde, le Philharmonique de Berlin. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:29:51 - Relax ! du jeudi 23 octobre 2025 - par : Lionel Esparza - Il a côtoyé les plus grands de son temps : élève de Franz Liszt dont il épouse la fille Cosima, il se rapproche de Richard Wagner et dirige les créations de "Tristan et Isolde" et "Les Maîtres Chanteurs", avant de devenir le premier chef du plus grand orchestre du monde, le Philharmonique de Berlin. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

I dagens sending hører du Isolde, Adina, Saiida og Teodor snakke om alt av høykultur! -Neida, kun skum. Vi har diskutert om det norske språk visner, tanntrekking, wrestling-kultur, dating på ragerooms, og ikke minst hyllet ranet på Louvre. Godt det fortsatt finnes jobber som ikke kan bli tatt av AI si! Happy tirsdag loves:*Tusen takk til Ima på teknikk

Felicia is joined by Jeanmarie Vargas to discuss the concept of inherent depression through Lars von Trier's Melancholia (2011). We chat about Lars von Trier's desire to break down his own battles with depression through these characters, along with the importance of Wagner in his work. Send us your thoughts on the episode by sending us a message on any of our social platforms or by email: seeingfacesinmovies@gmail.com Listen to our previous episode: The Piano Teacher (Michael Haneke 2001) Follow Jeanmarie here: Movie Friends Podcast - That's Messed Up Series on Patreon: https://www.moviefriendspodcast.com/ Spotify:@MovieFriendsPodcast Apple Podcasts: @MovieFriendsPodcast Twitter: @jeanmarievargas Sources: https://thereveal.substack.com/p/melancholia-at-10-a-decade-of-waiting https://www.bbc.com/culture/article/20210512-is-melancholia-the-greatest-film-about-depression-ever-made https://flipscreened.com/2021/05/04/melancholia-2011-and-how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-the-planet/ https://charlieceratops.medium.com/the-devastating-beauty-of-melancholia-2011-fb898b41ec85 http://www.cinemablography.org/the-existential-philosophy-of-melancholia.html https://disobedientsounds.com/2021/04/29/melancholia-and-the-infinite-sadness/ https://www.sensesofcinema.com/2024/film-and-the-nonhuman/is-the-earth-fucked-lars-von-triers-melancholia-2011-albrecht-durers-melencolia-1-1514/ https://www.sensesofcinema.com/2011/feature-articles/the-lonely-planet-lars-von-triers-melancholia/ Outro Song: Credits (Tristan and Isolde) by Richard Wagner and City Of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra Films Mentioned: The Piano Teacher (Michael Haneke 2001) Antichrist (Lars von Trier 2009) Nymphomaniac (Lars von Trier 2013) Dimension (Lars von Trier 2010) The Mirror (Andrei Tarkovsky 1975) Cries and Whispers (Ingmar Bergman 1972)

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 8 Rio & Mercy In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             If I love women, I'm straight; and if I love men, I'm confused; does being Bi make me greedy? "You and me, the bitter end," she said softly, then gave me a hug. Then she punched me in the shoulder because she's not the weepy, hug-you kind of girlie-girl,, not at all. When we stepped off the elevator, we spotted Barbie Lynn and Cappadocia standing watch over my door. "Don't be late to your own party," Cappadocia joked. "Iona's been frantic. She keeps calling but neither one of you answer." I pulled out my phone, only to discover it had been muted. I glared at Rio. "That would be because I cut off the ringer on my phone," then Rio looked to me, "and Zane's." "Which reminds me, Cappy; could you manage to give Rio some private Karate lessons?" I inquired. "Hey! Why can't you teach me?" Rio grumbled. "I've never taught a lesson in my life and I only have two years of experience," I answered. "Does Barbie-luscious have to take any? Iona?" Rio snapped. "I took Karate my first three years; I'm just concentrating on Soccer this year is all," Barbie informed Rio. "Iona has already agreed to lessons," I smirked back at Rio. "I'm not going to do it," Rio declared petulantly. "I can't wait for Iona to put her down," Cappadocia told Barbie Lynn. "She'll make me so proud." "Rio, you haven't won a single fight since you came here; it doesn't have to be Karate, or Cappadocia, but learn some way of defending yourself," I pleaded. Rio glared at me. "Fine, I'll think about it, but I make no promises," she muttered. "I'll count that as a partial victory; let's go upstairs and see how crazy Iona has become," I said. As it turned out, Iona wasn't too crazy, had everything in order, and blamed Rio for my delay, life was good. I also discovered there was a new term on campus; girls had been 'zaned,' and 'to be zaned' meant an upperclassman had given you some chore, like singing popular music, reciting poetry, or some other far more romantic/humorous task than previous years had put up with. Freshmen were beginning to recognize hardcore traditionalists and would scurry to a friendly 'neo-Handmaiden' for a duty to avoid the oppressors. Things were getting to the stage where the freshmen began preparing tasks in advance to make them more appealing to the 'good' upperclassmen. They were posting sound tracks, dance tracks, literary and poetry readings, and some even acted like newspapers, doling out the daily news between classes. In a way, we'd remade our world; the onerous burden meant to teach us humility had been transformed into a vehicle that united our class in common cause and presented ourselves as a gift to be sought after, not a lesson to be administered. The best part of this was the minimal role I'd played. What I'd done by accident, they had forged into a strategy. Of course, that meant I gained a chorus of "Zane's" when I reached the top of the stairs, along with a hug-tackle from Iona before things were explained. Even then, freshmen girls would come up and touch me, kiss me, or even hug me. "My sister told me how miserable her first year was," was a common refrain, "but this is turning out to be such fun." I was so important that Iona had to consult with me on what I was supposed to say; I divided the gathering into teams with dedicated tasks, such as pick-up, trash removal, and glass pane replacement. Cordelia and a dozen others (mostly non-freshmen) began working on the electrical systems, bringing them up to code, while a junior named Philadelphia, head of the Botany club, worked wonders on the hydro-works. At eight-thirty, Christina and the Soccer Team showed up and we all began to woman-handle rolls of carpeting into the Solarium, roll it out, cut it to fit the dimensions of the room, and tack it down, carpet and padding both. At the end we had nearly two hundred students up on the roof, helping out and soaking up the accomplishment. I thanked each one as they left, holding only my closest friends behind. Heaven was hanging surreptitiously around my bed but I had a special purpose for Hope and Chastity. "Guys," I whispered to them, "I need something from you but it is secret." They clearly understood who I wanted them to keep the secret from so they thought it over for some time. "Fine," Chastity finally, grudgingly allowed, "you've not steered us wrong so far." "If you are messing with us, you know we will find a way to make you pay where it hurts," Hope made clear. "That's fair. What I want you to do is keep the others occupied all of Saturday. That's when I'm actually moving the furniture in and I think the Chancellor will be keeping a close eye on you five." "Why can't we tell Christina?" Chastity questioned. "I'm not sure Christina would appreciate the risks I'm taking," I lied, "and I'm even more worried about Heaven in case I have trouble with Gorman." They digested that, then nodded. For my part, I was straining the bonds of friendship because I had to secretly test loyalties. With or Without Mercy I had cleared out the place, kissed Barbie Lynn good night, and turned to deal with my last guest of the night when the rough part began. "I have a little problem," I told Heaven as she came into my arms and looked up at me, expecting a kiss. "Yes," she said cautiously. "It seems Rio went a little, okay, a lot crazy this morning and invited a date up to my place," I explained. "I'll kill her," Heaven growled. "Rio or her date?" I wondered. "You are right; I'll kill both of them," she frowned in thought. "Okay, our worst choice, for me, is that you go home," I suggested. Heaven didn't like it but was kind enough to note I declared this was the worse choice. "I could tell Rio to go away," I went on, "or we could settle in and let Rio and her date have the floor and the extra sleeping bags we purchased earlier today." "What? I don't have to share you, again?" she grumbled. "No. I figured that if either of them wanted a piece of me after we were done, they'd be playing with a comatose body," I told her, which slowly drove disappointment and anger from her face and replaced it with a smile. "Fine. So who is Rio with?" Heaven finally asked, in a way accepting the situation. "Mercy Chaplain," I answered. Heaven's eyes grew wide. "Mercy, Rhaine's kick-ass girl Mercy?" Heaven boggled. "The very same. Long story, but apparently Mercy likes, diligent, urgent, and violent attention," I answered. "There is one problem, though." "Just one? What is that?" Heaven questioned. "I had to buy Rio some toys," I confessed. Heaven looked for further explanation. "A strap-on or two, four dildos, two vibrators, a ass pug, and five scented oils." "One or two strap-ons, don't you know how many you brought?" Heaven asked dubiously. Sigh. "She has a 'whoa' strap-on and an 'Oh My Gawd' one," I told her cautiously. "Zane," Heaven sounded exasperated, "what inspired you to this bit of madness? Rio is a complete nutjob." Pointing out that Heaven was pretty insane too didn't seem wise. "She's my friend, and I figured it was better to help her get some stuff she was comfortable using, as opposed to using whatever junk she could find," I reasoned. "Hmm, I hate to admit it but I think you have something there," Heaven sighed. "So, can she and Mercy stay the night?" I managed to say after a minute. "You know what I'm risking; right, Zane?" Heaven urgently warned me. "You are who matters, Heaven. I'll tell Rio to figure out another night," I grinned. I reached for my phone but Heaven covered my hand. "She's your best friend," Heaven stated, "like Christina and I. I won't get between the two of you. And you've always stood by me so if I stay under the covers, we should be good." "I note you didn't offer to go home yourself," I pointed out softly. Heaven huffed and sighed. "Damn it, I'm horny. I've been imagining touching, tasting, and looking at your body all day long," she related, tapping my chest for emphasis. The resultant kissing led to me stripping Heaven's clothes off with exaggerated care and occasionally batting her hands aside as she tried to assist or take off mine. She trembled with excitement as I planted my lips on her neck, breasts, stomach, and hips. Right as I got her to kick the skirt aside, there was a knock at the door. "Get underneath the covers," I told her. I noticed her skip over to her book bag before she hurried to obey. Shoes hit the dresser as I headed down the stairs. "Look what I found," Rio gloated, as she pushed Mercy ahead of her. Mercy looked somewhat traumatized; probably still grappling with where she was and what brought her here. Slap! Mercy yelped and jumped into me. "Up the stairs, my slut," goaded Rio. The three of us proceeded to the Solarium, Mercy, Rio, and me pulling up the rear after putting my 'back stop' in place. No one would be barging in on us. We gathered around the landing with Rio getting ready to push Mercy toward my bed and the sleeping bags rolled out on the floor. "Rio," I cautioned, "you know what not to do; right?" We had discussed that Mercy's virginity was a no-go, period. I didn't care if she begged to have her cunt fucked. If Rio didn't like my rules, she could take Mercy to her own dorm room. Mercy didn't see Heaven until Rio pushed her to the foot of my bed. She looked forward, her eyes met Heaven's, and Mercy's eyes bugged out. "What! Not her! Please!" begged Mercy. Rio grabbed a handful of Mercy's hair as she pressed her body hard against Mercy's back. "No, Bitch!" Rio growled. "We are all going to fuck your ass tonight, and if you backtalk again, I'm going to spank you so hard you'll think your ass is on fire. Hell, I'll probably do that anyway." Rio hauled off and gave one crackling swat to Mercy's ass to drive the point home. "Now, who is in charge?" Mercy's whole body vibrated in anticipation. While there was definitely an element of fear, the lustful needs of her body and psyche were overwhelming for her. That kind of hunger was scary, actually. "You are, Rio," Mercy whispered. "What am I going to do to you?" Rio continued. "I don-, yank, "ah, anything, anything you want, Rio," she gasped in pleasure/pain. "Good Girl," Rio purred into Mercy's ear. "Now strip; I want to stick two fingers deep inside you to see what a fucking slut you are." Rio walked behind my wardrobe to retrieve the secreted goodies Opal had snuck in earlier. While she was busy, I stripped quickly and joined Heaven underneath the sheets. Heaven had her knees up, a pillow in her lap, her arms wrapped around her knees, and her head resting on her arms. As I sidled in next to her and wrapped my arm around her, Heaven rested a hand on my crotch. "Am I hearing what I think I'm hearing?" she whispered, then I nodded. "I don't get it. Mercy can easily take Rio; she's a first team Karate and Rio's, Rio." "Sometimes what you have leaves you empty and what you want sets you on fire," I explained. "Now let's sit back and enjoy the beauty of Mercy stripping down." That was intentionally loud enough for Mercy to hear. She froze up but couldn't meet our gaze, then when she finally started undressing again, Rio came back around with her black bag of toys and her bundle of clothes, Rio was naked. Rio stalked right up to Mercy and spanked her hard yet again: Slap! "Ow!" Mercy choked back a sob. Even Heaven shivered, and she was a past master of the slap. "Why aren't you naked?" Rio snapped with barely contained rage. "I, they were watching and, I, I was afraid," Mercy stammered fearfully. "Feet apart, hands on the bed," Rio seethed, but when Mercy (near tears) leaned forward with Rio at her rear, my friend gave Heaven and I a wink. Heaven nearly lost it. "Damn it, you are one useless piece of tail," Rio grumbled. "I don't know why I even let you come here today. Zane, is it too late to get Brandi to come here instead?" Mercy looked stunned, then ready to burst forth with the tears. "I'm sorry, Rio, but Brandi said she had a ton of Bible Study to catch up on," I shrugged. "Heaven, who was that freshman on the first level that was hitting on Rio Friday?" "I think her name was Naomi," Heaven guessed, getting into our little production. "I'll behave," Mercy desperately told Rio, looking over her shoulder to her mistress. "One more chance, you whore; now finish stripping, then resume the position," Rio demanded. Mercy was up in a flash, quickly pushing her skirt and socks down, shedding her shoes, and finishing up with her bra and panties. She was leaning over my bed looking down. "Head up," Rio demanded, once more pulling on Mercy's hair. When the head came up, "Lock eyes with Heaven. If you break that gaze, I'll make you go around without panties tomorrow, and I'm going to detail ten freshmen to pinch your naked ass before lunch." Rio proceeded to kneel down behind Mercy and start working over her cunt in an interesting teasing/aggressive pattern that Mercy really enjoyed. It didn't take Mercy thirty seconds to break eye contact, her lids closing in intense pleasure. When it hit her what she'd done, she gave Heaven a fearful, pleading look. Now Heaven could be a real bitch, as I could attest, and I could see her making decisions based on her own experiences, wants, and desires at that moment. "Rio, if Mercy keeps eye contact with me, can I get a taste?" Heaven asked. Rio flexed her legs up enough so she could look at Heaven over Mercy's back. "She's my whore, but if she'd good, I guess she deserves a performance bonus," Rio allowed. I responded to Heaven's actions by shifting my pillow behind her, then pushing her back and diving onto her left nipple. Mercy mouthed a quick 'thank you'. Rio suddenly started giggling. "God damn, Heaven, the very thought of being passed around like a Popsicle at a blowjob workshop makes my little girl wet as hell." Mercy flushed with shame. "Rio, you struck gold," I commented between stimulating tickles of Heaven's breast. "Women who are as responsive as Heaven is, and Mercy might be, are treasures." Mercy looked surprised and Heaven breathed heavily in response to my little bit of bedroom prose. Mercy immediately bucked up as Rio added a finger to go along with her tongue wiggling between Mercy's labia. Her finger coaxed her clit and dipped into the top of her cunt as far as it could go. "Zane, Heaven began. I continued to push her onto her back and slipped between her legs. Heaven's eyes lit up as I moved one hand between us and grabbed hold of her cock and began stroking it. She responded by reaching between us and stroking mine. It didn't take us a minute for our grips to be switching back and forth, and sometimes working on the same cock, but always in tandem. At the foot of the bed Mercy's growls became louder and louder until she screamed "Rio!" violently. That really got to Heaven, who picked up her pace, her eyes closed and her legs up so high her calves were resting above my hips. Her eyes flew open and that gaze pierced me and held me in place as she humped me harder, as her strokes became more erratic. "Zane," she whispered, followed a second by, "Oh, Fuck!" and her body pounded up against mine, ropes of semen splashing between us. We kept close, if now sticky, contact for some time. "Oh, Christ," she whispered into my ear as we panted face to face. "Does it keep getting better and better?" "We'll see," I grinned, then started kissing my way down her body. Initially she was totally engrossed in my progress but when I moved between her breasts and licked up some of her seed, Heaven tensed up. "Zane? Zane, Zane," she ended up purring. I didn't actually give her a blowjob, she didn't ask for one but I did clean her up, taking her creamy, slightly chalky seed away with my tongue. When I looked up, Heaven pulled me up and flipped me over so she could return the favor on me, cleaning up her semen off my torso. From there, she descended on my cock and began to suck me off with gusto. Her tongue made crescent licks along the base of my cockhead, then used suction down my shaft until she began pulling her lips along my ball sack. "Someone has been, reading," I moaned. "Someone's shaved down here," she giggled back between slurps. Slap, Slap, Slap, "Ugh, ugh, ugh," Mercy groaned, then whimpered when Rio disappeared behind her. "Eyes forward!" Rio barked. I had become lost in Heaven's, heavenly blowjob but the look Rio shot my way, eyes on fire and eyebrows shooting up with glee, brought me back to earth. Rio settled a hand on Mercy's hip and pushed gently forward, her hand holding something against Mercy's ass crack. I did notice that one of her hands held a tube of lubricant but Mercy couldn't see that. Instead, Mercy's eyes grew wide when Rio thrust forward. "Rio," Mercy said with trembling lips, "are you, then there was silence. "I'll pop your cherry whenever I want to, you cow. I don't give a crap about your precious virginity but I do care about making you scream," Rio taunted her, trying to sound stern and not to snicker, ruining the moment. "What are you going to do, with that, she requested in a frightened whisper. "I'm going to fuck your ass, Mercy. Then I'm going to let Zane fuck your ass, and then I'm going to take you to Church on Sunday and find a guy or three to fuck your ass as well," Rio growled, but her eyes portrayed intense amusement. "You are my whore and I'm going to use you like one, Mercy; do you understand?" "Yes, Rio," she whimpered, but there was an undercurrent of desire as well. "Can I have a go at her too?" Heaven asked eagerly. Rio looked surprised but nodded. "Oh, definitely, Heaven," Rio shrugged playfully, "I want to wear this slut out," then, "Heaven, can I borrow Zane for a bit? I need him to gape her open. I need to use her mouth for stress relief." "Umm, slurp, Umm, slurp, I don't know. I'm enjoying what I'm tasting," Heaven grinned. "Wait. Have Mercy come up here, lie on her back pointed to the foot of the bed," I suggested. "You can straddle her face, I can lube her up, and Heaven can keep working on me." "Get to it!" Rio said with a 'Slap' to Mercy's thigh. Mercy scrambled to do as I instructed, though I had to take some care to ensure Heaven had a pillow once more in her lap until she rolled over onto her stomach. Rio handed off the lube and soon we had Mercy's legs pulled back to the point that Rio held them to her ankles as she lowered her glistening cunt onto Mercy's waiting mouth. Heaven's head was between me and Mercy; she was taking turns sucking me off and ravaging Mercy's cunt. I rested an arm beneath Heaven's chin and lubed up three fingers. I teased the crease of her ass, brushing her anus several times. At the last two contacts, her anus contracted and pulsed beneath my fingers, letting me easily circle it and finally sink a fingertip on the opening. "Ah," Mercy moaned wantonly. "Relax, Mercy," Rio cautioned her mount. "Relax and take it, my little Fuck Bunny." Mercy's chest raised sharply, breasts jiggling like mountains about to unleash an avalanche, and exhaled into Rio's love box; Rio shivered in pleasure. Sure enough, Mercy's butthole relaxed and my finger slipped down to the first digit. The muscles squeezed down to slow my progress but when I wiggled and curled it, she flexed, then relaxed once more. I sank my finger farther and farther in until my fist parted her cheeks down to the bone. I let it settle there a moment, giving time for her to adjust, then began slowly strumming it in and out. I barely touched my second finger to her anus when Mercy screamed into Rio's muff and ejaculated fluids into Heaven's mouth. Heaven took everything Mercy had to offer and drove in with her tongue to harvest even more of her juices. Rio drove her cunt all over Mercy's lips and nose as her own orgasm approached, and Mercy's climax kept coming and coming like some building tidal wave. Mercy gave one last spasm and flopped down, unresponsive and struggling for breath. Rio was coming down from her own excitement but eager for more. She twisted off Mercy's cum-covered lips and knelt down beside Mercy's dream-touched face. For a moment, Heaven and I saw a look of real compassion on the Wild One's countenance. "Zane, keep up your work; Heaven, tear up that cunt, and I'll wake her up with my tongue and fingers," Rio demanded. She swooped down on Mercy's lips and began kissing and licking all over her face while tweaking Mercy's nipples with her free hand. Heaven and I kept up our attentions where we were. "Ah, Rio," Mercy pleaded weakly when she came around, "it hurts, I'm sore." "Oh, shut it; I brought you here to be used and abused, so take it, you little cunt," Rio cooed to her. Rio added a strange counterpoint to her words as she slapped one of Mercy's breasts, causing her to yelp and jolt. Mercy's ass kept contracting and relaxing, making my penetration with my two fingers a bit of an exercise in rhythm-nastic gymnastics, but her gyrations were worth it. My third finger opened her up with a squeal of pain and a sharp push against my penetration, driving me even further in. "Umm, Zane, I can feel you with my tongue. Her cunt is going nuts," Heaven noted playfully. Mercy was whimpering and moaning, one hand clenching the sheets while the other one had reached out to Rio's hair, stroking it gently. Rio was kissing her neck, shoulders, chest, and breasts with speed and tenderness that forged a bond between mistress and the subject of her attentions. "She's as ready as she's going to be," I informed Rio after several minutes as I finally was able to twist three fingers around her distended rectum without a reflexive contraction from the pain. "Okay, Mercy," Rio said, as she poised her eyes right over Mercy's, speaking gingerly, "I'm going to tear your ass up now." "I want you to scream, to cry, to beg, and I know none of it will matter because I'm going to break you in as my bitch," Rio told her, and while her words were terrifying, her voice was passionate and loving. "Rio, I, please," Mercy pleaded. "What did I say I'd do to whiny little sluts?" Rio reminded Mercy with deceptive calm. "Rio, I'm sorry. I'll be good, I promise!" Mercy begged. Rio got up on her knees and picked up the strap-on she'd rested just out of Mercy's sight when they got on the bed. Now she affixed it to her crotch and let the purple cock bob right over Mercy's lips. "Roll your head to the side, Mercy, and suck on it like the good stripper-whore you are. If you do a great job, I'll stuff a ten dollar bill up your cunt," Rio directed. She didn't have to repeat herself; Mercy popped the top inch inside her mouth in one move. It was glaringly obvious to all of us that she'd never given 'head' before. A minute into the process Rio pulled away, the dildo popping out of Mercy's mouth. "I would say you were bad but you're more like pathetic," Rio degraded Mercy. "Zane, I may have to hire you to throat-train this sorry sack of shit; I'd be ashamed to give Mercy to someone I hated, much less someone I liked." "Don't you dare turn your head away," Rio snapped as Mercy tried to hide her tears by burying her head in the folds of the quilt. "Her ass looks a thousand times better," I offered. "And this cunt is one of the sweetest I've ever had," Heaven lauded. "I'd love to take her off your hands and share her with a few of my friends." That was awful nice of Heaven. "Hmm, in that case, maybe I'll give my Fuck Toy another chance," Rio mused. "Do you think I should give you another chance, Mercy? Can you beg me for another chance?" "Please, Rio, give me another chance," Mercy parroted. "Tell me you want me to fuck you up your ass," Rio sneered. "I beg you, take my ass," Mercy tried not to sound too eager. "I want you to beg all of us to fuck you up your ass until your tears dry up, you brazen tramp," Rio pressed on. Mercy looked to Heaven and I even before the words 'brazen tramp' came out of Rio's mouth. "Please, Zane and Heaven, fuck me, fuck me until I cannot stand, rip me up; break me," she exulted. Heaven looked to me with a 'what the fuck' look stamped on her face. I shrugged. "Who goes first?" I smiled at Rio. "That would be me, of course; my slut, so I get all her holes first!" Rio declared. "Mercy, assume the position, knees and elbows; Heaven, give her a pillow. I don't want to be annoyed by her baby-girl moaning and crying," Rio directed. I tossed Mercy a pillow instead of having Heaven risk it. In seconds, Mercy was on her knees and elbows, ass towards us and face in a pillow. Rio settled in behind her, a maniacal explosion of excitement on her face she shared with me. Rio lunged forward and drove a full inch of her artificial cock into Mercy's asshole. "Ah!" Mercy screamed. Her whole body shook and her sobs weren't totally buried by her face pressing into the pillow. "Come on, now," Rio coaxed her. "Push back against me. I'm not going to fuck you because I want you to fuck yourself. Now push back, damn it!" Nothing, then a Slap, and Mercy's body jumped from the impact. She did start backing into Rio, though. "Faster, damn it," Rio growled. "Impale yourself, you know you want to," and sure enough, Mercy kept trembling but she pushed back harder and harder. I knew it had to hurt like hell but she had been stretched well by me and this was Rio's smaller strap-on. "Wow," Rio said softly to Mercy as she leaned over her back, "you shoved that up your tight little ass, you slut." Mercy moaned. "That was, awesome. I've never met an ass as hungry as yours and I've known a few professional whores in my time. Now tell me, 'I'm a great ass-slut and I want the world to know'," Rio teased. "I'm a great ass-slut and I want the world to know it," she gasped. "I need to make you prove it," Rio mused as she established a smooth rhythm with Mercy. "You could advertise her services?" Heaven suggested. "Good idea!" Rio agreed. "We could take photos and make a video or two." "No, please," replied Mercy in a panicked voice. "My parents would die if they ever found out." "Mercy, I'm going to create of a whole gallery of you taking it up the ass, post it on the internet, and e-mail your Dad the link," Rio threatened. Mercy began crying. Rio pushed Mercy forward until her hips were almost on the bed, then pulled her, and the strap-on, back until it was almost out. "Impress me, Mercy, and your Dad may not get a Christmas present to remember," she offered. Mercy stifled a few more sobs, then pushed back up against Rio and her cock. "Fuck, that feels good," Rio exhaled. "How about this, Mercy: I'm going to take a few select pictures of your tits and ass and then send them to your Father anonymously so you know what he's beating off to but he won't it is his little girl. Deal?" Mercy didn't respond verbally but she did keep fucking her ass on all of Rio's eight inches. I detected a certain increase in enthusiasm. I could tack on exhibitionism to the list of Mercy's intriguing quirks. Quickly, Rio began alternating spankings from cheek to cheek as Mercy slammed herself back. "I see your point," Heaven joked as I moved over her. "I can think of a few people I'd like to send a Christmas card to with a picture of her rear end on it." "Let me think about it," Rio pondered. "Mercy, how would you like to be the most popular slut on campus, the one all the girls want a piece of?" "How would you like to be the one all those other members of the Karate team are thinking about when they are rubbing their nipples and their clits in the shower, the one whose name they wished they could call out when they orgasm if only they knew who you were? Could you be that kind of whore for me?" Rio inquired. "Yes," Mercy whispered. When Rio pounded Mercy's ass painfully hard, Mercy began chanting, "Yes, yes, yes!" Heaven looked over her shoulder at me with a 'whoa' expression, then pushed forward, pillow covering her midsection, and grabbed hold of Rio's hip. Rio looked over her shoulder speculatively; Heaven grinned up at her, then kissed the small of Rio's back. With her free hand, Heaven parted Rio's ass cheeks and began darting her tongue lower and lower. I rubbed Heaven's back down to the point I was rubbing against her anal ring. "Later, Zane," Heaven scolded me in a highly pleasurable way. We had all night. "Whoa, Heaven," Rio gasped, "I take back all that wicked stuff I ever said about you," as Heaven's tongue darted over Rio's puckered hole. "I'm doing this because of all the bull you said about me," Heaven teased. "Then I take it all back, but only so I can do it all over again," Rio responded with bated breath. "Umm, I think someone is an anal virgin," Heaven teased right back. Rio laughed at the absurdity. "I'll give you mine if you give me yours," Rio suggested. Whoops. "I am Zane's now," Heaven replied without hesitation, "so if he wants to share me, I'll lie down next to Mercy right now." Rio looked to me somewhat hopefully. "Not right now, Rio; Heaven is the best piece of ass I've ever had so I'm not ready to share, but when we get there, you will know why I was greedy," I evaded. "I think you are in love with that tight little ass squeezing that big cock of yours," Rio laughed. "How about you take my place and let me and Heaven figure out who gets on top?" "How about you give Heaven the strap-on, and you and I FINALLY get a little personal time?" I offered, which I hoped was the best of both worlds. I could tell Heaven's cock was raging hard at the thought of Mercy's inviting ass and that Rio and I had some unresolved sexual tension. "Heaven," Rio questioned, "are you okay with this? I know this is your date night." "Return him in a usable form and I won't mind, too much," Heaven reminded. No one asked Mercy what she wanted but I had a strong feeling she wanted it that way. For Rio's sake, I was glad she didn't just shove Mercy forward and pop her cock out painfully. "I'll get a few washcloths," I offered. Rio slipped to the edge of the bed and took off the strap on while occasionally petting Mercy's back, ass, and thighs. Heaven scooted behind her as well and began rubbing Mercy's cunt and penetrating a single finger into her anus, keeping the submissive sophomore on a razor's edge. Iona had cached a freezer bag full of wet cloths for me so I was able to help us all clean up. I quickly took Rio to the foot of the bed and pulled her down to a mutual kneeling position. "You know this doesn't change anything," Rio whispered to me. "You are still Iona's bitch." "Okay," I whispered in return. I read her emotions by looking into her eyes before lowering my mouth to her left breast. I brought my lips together to pinch her erect nipple, her sloped breasts jiggling as I teased it. "Oh, you are being gentle, you bastard," she moaned. She noticed Mercy looking at her wide-eyed. "This is how you make love," Rio panted to Mercy. "All you are good for is fucking." I gave her some deep suction, absorbing much of her tit into my mouth. "If you are really, really good, I'll show you how this is done someday." I didn't waste time talking; I let Rio's body soak up my attention, drifting to the right breast while slithering a hand around her small but firm and finely proportioned ass to her cunt from behind. "Damn you," Rio choked softly. She began thrusting her body against me, lowering her head to the top of my head, kissing it, and rolling her fingers through my hair. "Ugh," Mercy groaned as Heaven steadily pushed her cock into her ass. Heaven had hidden the strap on somewhere and was taking her second woman in a week. I had little doubt she was experiencing erotic bliss while Mercy had no real clue that the hot piece of meat in her ass wasn't some different technique with the dildo. She'd learn in time, but we would cross that bridge when we came to it, and right now Mercy was grinding into Heaven's pelvis while smiling with lustful fulfillment. I hooked one of Rio's legs, placing it around my side, then did the same with the other, letting me press her down to the ground. I worked up her body until we were face to face once more and my cock rested on her thigh, right below her exceedingly wet cunt. "Are you going to fuck me?" she asked with a foxy grin on her lips. "No," I replied. "I'm not going to blow this chance to feel up every inch of you." "Fuck me, damn it," she growled playfully. I let my weight settle on her body and allowed my hands free range over her body. "Zane," Rio called to me softly, her eyes wide, "fucking use me." I shook my head, managing to take one nipple between my fingers, and started to torture it. "Fuck me," she insisted vigorously, "fuck my ass, let me blow you, but use that magnificent cock on me. Don't just leave it there; it is fucking torture." The hornier Rio got, the more limited her vocabulary became. "Uh-uh," I shook my head, "you don't get off that easy. I want you to wear me out." "Use, uh, that tongue, yeah, on her, Zane," Heaven suggested to me as her thighs slapped loudly against Mercy's ass. "Heaven, Rio, oh, God, damn, harder, Heaven, yes, Heaven!" Mercy went off. Mercy slumped forward, but Heaven clearly wasn't done yet and the slap, slap, slap of flesh continued rapidly. "Can I pick the bitches, or what?" Rio sighed to me. "I trust you, Rio," I responded. There was a moment where we figured out what we really wanted to say. She pushed her head up to kiss me and my response pressed our embrace back down to the sleeping bag. Rio drew her legs outside mine and writhed her body so that my cockhead rested against her cunt lips. "You realize when I get out of here," Rio panted, "I'm going to hunt Iona down and lick her into unconsciousness." "She couldn't ask for a better lover," I stated serenely, which only made Rio give an even throatier growl and look to the glass ceiling. "Oh, God, take it, take it, take it, Mercy, you bitch! Oh, God! You bitch," Heaven went off. "Yeah, ugh, take it, oh, yeah, urgh, bitch, Umm," followed as Heaven pumped load after load of cum into Mercy's bowels. "Christ Almighty," Mercy howled. "That feels, fantastic." She had received her first ever anal injection of semen searing its way into her and she apparently loved it. "Zane," Rio embraced a different approach, "let me stay at your house this weekend." "Sure," I agreed. "I'd love to have someone to hang out with and share my Saturday night addictions on the sofa." "Damn, Mercy, clearly spanking you isn't good enough because Heaven has found your sweet spot without it," Rio told her 'toy'. "Zane, it is a date," she replied to me. "Now get up there and spank my bitch until she cries." I gave Rio one more long kiss, which was both very sweet and allowed Heaven to retreat behind the covers without anyone being wiser. I stood up, brushed Mercy's hair away from her face, and got her attention. "Mercy, are you okay with this?" I asked with the deep sympathy I felt for her. "If you tell him 'No', I'm going to stick a ass plug up your ass and make you walk around with it all day long," Rio threatened. "Please fuck me," Mercy blurted out, "take my ass. I need it." I moved around to her side, went on my knees, before knee-stepping between her legs and lined up with her anus. I could see Heaven's cum seeping out and starting to drool down over her cunt and starting to drip to her thighs. Heaven must have blown a huge load up there and I really had to get off myself to cover the situation. I was thicker than Rio's strap-on or Heaven, so I was afraid I might hurt Mercy, but I shouldn't have bothered worrying. No sooner had I pushed my bulbous cockhead through her abused anal ring and she ridden through the slight pain, Mercy pushed against me with great determination and drive. "Oh, God, Yes," she gasped. "Heaven gets to have that two or three times a week," Rio taunted Mercy as she settled in deceptively beside Heaven. I had the twin duty of keeping an eye on Rio, behind me and to my right, who was nestled with Heaven and yet stay attuned to Mercy who lasted all of fifteen seconds before her first orgasm hit her like a seizure. "Zane!" she screamed, there goes my name again. I wonder if Leigh is having a sympathetic orgasmic vibe because of this. Heaven wiggled her ass and Rio nudged her. "I never thought I'd feel this way but I love the way he works that inside me," Heaven sighed. "I love the feel of it deep inside as he holds me tight and works it in and out." Rio spoke with her lips on Heaven's neck and a hand on her left breast. I admit, I used Mercy harder than I would have liked, thrusting deeper and more violently into her rectum than either woman had done before. Mercy was sobbing and chocking with each stab and I could feel her body cascading toward one more orgasm. I reached forward, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her up. When her arms swung loose, I worked my hands down her arms until I wrapped my hands and wrists around hers. My stabs took on a new brutality as I pounded her and pulled her up. When I had her high enough, Mercy was struggling for each breath and I felt positioned well enough to free up my left hand to grab hold of her breast. The tit was the right mix of soft yet firm and her nipple was already rubbed raw by her long torture, brought on by lying chest down on my bed's quilt while being fucked hard. "Zane, I can't take it, anymore, Jesus Christ, I'm going to cum, Ah," she pleaded. I pulled her hard to me one last time, then thrust up with my hips with such force, I propelled her knees off the bed. She screamed, I cried out, and we both came. I let go of her wrist and tightly wrapped both arms around her, right below her breasts. I kept thrusting and she kept crying and sobbing, but it was an oddly joyous sound. We were covered in sweat and grinding together in slower and slower gentle cycles. "Rio, Zane, was I good, she rasped, ", good enough?" This was Rio's game so I held my tongue. "What makes you think you are done?" Rio commented. "Clean Zane up." "What, huh?" Mercy stuttered. "What do you mean?" "I mean give him a blowjob," Rio snapped. "But, he's, I, it was in my ass," she whimpered. "It is called Ass-to-Mouth, Slut," Rio explained. "Now get sucking." In desperation, Mercy sent me a pleading look. I gave her a wink but used a stern voice. "On your stomach, Mercy. You have to do this so let's get it over with, and if you use your teeth, Rio's going to slap your tits until they glow bright red," I promised. I slipped off the bed, onto my knees, stealing a wet cloth from the bag and moving rapidly around to the foot of the bed. Mercy collapsed forward, still uncertain until she saw me vigorously cleaning my cock to the point she nodded in satisfaction. I then edged my semi-flaccid rod to her lips and let her have a taste. When she realized it didn't taste horrible, she began licking it and kissing my cock head. I would have been more supportive and attentive if I hadn't noticed Rio, Heaven, and the look of bafflement on Heaven's face. Rio was still nursing on Heaven's nipple, but while Heaven had been distracted by the interchange between Mercy and I, Rio had snuck a hand beneath the covers. My attempt to figure out how to play this out was short-circuited by Rio tucking herself up near the head of the bed, then slipping under the covers. She returned to her previous place snuggled beside Heaven and latched onto her nipple. She also began to rummage Heaven beneath the sheets, riling my tranny lover like few other things could. "Give me that little kitty," Rio teased Heaven as she shifted so that she was between her legs and working her body down Heaven's. I had to gulp down a shout as Mercy scrapped her teeth against my super-sensitive and rebounding head. Rio's kisses brought her to Heaven's waist level. With one hand Rio kept the covers up, and with the other, she spread Heaven's legs wider. "Umm, that looks delicious," Rio continued to confuse Heaven. She pressed Heaven's legs still wider apart and down to the mattress, then used her lips and tongue to trap Heaven's cock and start to suck on it. "I bet Zane loves this cunt," she slurped. With one determined effort, I saw Rio raise her head, then pump down until she pressed her nose against Heaven's pubic hair. Heaven groaned in lust and collapsed against the pillows at the head of the bed. Rio was working Heaven's cock over with what I had to imagine was expert tongue work and throat contractions. A tiny part of me wished I could turn Mercy around so she could see how a blowjob was supposed to work but that wasn't happening, no way, no how. "Umm, Heaven, I'm going to have to steal you away from Zane once in a while," Rio slurped and moaned. "This is one of the tastiest snatches I've ever put my lips to. Do you like my lips and tongue?" "Umm, yeah, it's great," Heaven managed a response. Rio bobbed a few more times, then Heaven asked, "Is your tight ass part of that deal?" Rio decided actions were better than words so, keeping the sheets covering them both, she crawled up Heaven's body until she was over her, tits in Heaven's face. Rio reached between them and undoubtedly spent several seconds rubbing Heaven's cock along her moist labia until she slowly inserted that cock down to the point their crotches ground against one another. Heaven looked like she was about to lose it right there and then. Rio grabbed Heaven's head and rubbed her mouth over her boobs. "Does that answer all your questions?" Rio said in hushed tones. "Yeah, yes," Heaven gasped. Rio dismounted and slid back down Heaven, leaving the transsexual deeply conflicted, cunt or blowjob? I turned my focus back to Mercy, who seemed desperate for some feedback from me and I had been neglecting her. "Take it slow, Mercy. Use your tongue to get a feel for it and use your lips to keep a light touch around the shaft. This isn't a race," I assured her calmly. "You grimaced, earlier," Mercy replied softly. "It was my teeth, wasn't it?" "Mercy, you didn't bite me, you dragged your teeth along my head. It isn't a great sensation but you are doing okay," I answered, "but if I feel those teeth again, I'm going to spank you." Mercy got back to work with some tenderness. "If you don't use those teeth, I'll spank you twice." Mercy kept my cock in her mouth but looked up at me; a tiny smile creased her face and she cupped her tongue more effectively and sucked harder. I shouldn't have been surprised that someone more attuned to pain would be a quicker learner, and Mercy was definitely pushing the curve. What might have been had Heaven not exploded into Rio's mouth, I wouldn't find out until later. "Rio! Take it, you vicious bitch," Heaven gasped. Rio was too busy gulping down Heaven's gift to Rio's gullet (as Heaven held a hand on Rio's hair) to probably thanking the Almighty that this was Heaven's third ejaculation for the night. I had to keep Mercy occupied until those two were done so I ran my hands through her hair, grabbed a handful on each side, and began fucking her face. "Ugh, gurgle, Umm," were the noises Mercy made as she struggled not to gag on my cock as it pushed further down her throat than had previously been attempted. Her eyes watered but she refused to push back, taking this as yet another punishment. We floated there in our own little corner of the world until a light smack to her left ass cheek brought us back to reality. "Damn, Zane, don't break my girl's jaw," Rio joked. "Mumph, I didn't finish," Mercy whined. Heaven intervened before Rio became more vigorous. "He can really work a girl over, Mercy. You can graduate to getting him off with your mouth the next time around," Heaven interjected. "Will there be a next time?" Mercy sought confirmation. "I don't know," Rio started off. "An ass that good is a terrible thing to waste," Heaven suggested. "She learns quickly and I like the way she screams," I added. Rio regarded Mercy haughtily. "Very well; against my better judgment, I'll keep Mercy around a little longer, but only because you guys want to use her slutty body and her ass is so damn spank-worthy," Rio stated with finality. "Mercy, get dressed and I'll take you home." As Mercy tried to get off the bed, her legs trembled and she could barely stand. "I'm not sure I can walk home," Mercy joked with a heavy undercurrent of exhaustion. I was half-tempted to let her spend the night. Rio's response was to grab her hips, pull her in backwards, and take a bite of her ass. "Ow!" Mercy squawked. "Oh," Rio addressed Heaven and I, "remind me to have this ass tattooed with my name." "People will see," Mercy muttered fearfully. "Only me, Sweetheart, and the people I give you to for whatever perverse pleasure they desire," Rio teased. "What would you prefer; Rio's Slut across your ass, or Milk Maid over your breasts?" Mercy remained silent on the matter. "I think she wants them both," I declared. Mercy shot me a surprised look. "Atta boy, Zane; you always figure out what a girl really wants," Rio chortled. "Both it is." "Now that the future of Mercy's tats has been decided, you two get out and let me and Zane have some private time, the way it was supposed to be," Heaven demanded. "I'll walk my delicious fuck toy home and come back for Good Night kisses," Rio laughed. She and Mercy dressed quickly and departed into the lower levels and the campus beyond. When we were alone, Heaven and I curled up next to one another and did some gentle explorations of our bodies. "What happened?" Heaven finally asked. "I haven't a clue," I shrugged. Rio could still be such a mystery to me. "When do you want me to go?" she inquired next. "I have the alarm set for 5:00, which should allow you plenty of time to get back into your dorm and pretend you slept there," I told her. Heaven rested her head on my chest and made some rumbling/purring noises while I stroked her hair. "Spending the night," she mused. "Spending the night at my boyfriend's, I like the sound of that. You know what this means; right?" "Why don't you tell me," I wondered. "It means you like me, Stupid," she griped with a snicker, then lightly punched me. "If I knew this was what it took, I would have tied you up and brought you here that day after Orienteering tryouts and saved me a world of pain," I teased her. "One more dumbass comment like that and no ass or throat for you tonight," Heaven threatened. I stayed tight lipped, beyond kissing Heaven repeatedly, until Rio returned with my key and some explanations. Heaven Gets Expelled "Hey, Love Birds," Rio grinned. "If you try to look any cuter, I swear, I'll vomit." "How did you know?" Heaven blurted out. "Girl's smell a certain way when they are banged, especially by Zane, and from what I heard, there were multiple orgasms in that Kappa Sig closet so I figured something was up," Rio explained. "Then all I had to do was keep my eyes open and observe you. The final piece was when I caught you hiding the strap-on before you mounted Mercy," Rio said. "You covered your equipment very well, I didn't see it until we fucked, but everything came together when you began tearing Mercy up," Rio snickered. "I know the difference between the sound of a cock and a dildo so when you came and she screamed out because you pumped what must have been a gallon of cum up her bum, I was absolutely sure." "What are you going to do?" Heaven asked cautiously. "Do? I'm not going to do anything. You are Zane's fuck-buddy," Rio stated. "I prefer the term 'girlfriend'," Heaven interrupted. Rio's crazy eyes mulled that one over. "Girlfriend, so as long as you keep him happy, I'm happy. If you hurt him, I'm not going to expose the fact that you have balls; I'm going to tear them off and feed them to you. Are we clear on that?" Rio smiled wickedly. "Well, I doubt you can take me but I understand the sentiment," Heaven countered. Rio shrugged, crawled up the bed, and kissed me. "Good night, you two, and Zane, try to keep her cries for mercy and screams to God Almighty to a minimum or I'll be forced to sick Barbie Lynn on both of you," Rio joked. Rio made a hasty exit and Heaven was left nearly as confused as when Rio left the first time. "I don't understand her. I know she hates me; I'm not even going to deny she has cause; so why did she act that way?" Heaven asked me. "That's because you and the others never tried to understand her. Rio hates hypocrisy and lies. I'm not sure why, but she's otherwise just like everyone else," I informed her. "If you can accept she's not going to put up with deceptive bullshit, she's a great friend. Her abrasive exterior is her way of dealing with the people who've been telling her to sit down and shut up all these years," I went on. "Put it this way: imagine what your life would have been like if Christina died your freshman year," I postulated. "That is what Rio is like, friendless, alone, and with a terrible secret." "What is her secret?" Heaven inquired. "Don't know; I've never asked. It is none of my business unless she makes it so," I explained. "You know I am with you for what is in here," I tapped her between her eyes, "and here," I put my hand over her left breast, "and not what is between your legs." "I certainly don't mind what you have but I'm mostly heterosexual," I told her. "I like you because you are fierce and loyal, and you fought against your fear. Cowardice is far too easy and too many people think of themselves first, so when you find someone who doesn't, you should always hold them close." "Is that what you are doing now, holding me close?" Heaven's voice became sultry. "Yes, I confess to an ulterior motive," I smiled. Heaven straddled me, pressing her crotch against my chest while she produced a different squeeze tube of lube and proceeded to coat my shaft with a generous dose. As I held her up by the ass with both hands, she guided my shaft along her crack until she wedged it into her anus. "Down," she whispered in a throaty voice. "Put that Beast in me." "Oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," Heaven babbled as she engulfed my entire length in one gentle yet persistent ride. "You," she panted, "never asked me, why I am with you." "In my experience, a woman will tell you things about her when she wants you to know them, even if she has to trick you into asking," I replied. "Well, this woman wants you to know that she hasn't a clue, but I feel like I've been looking for you my entire life but never knew it." Heaven breathed deeply as she began to rock back and forth while I lifted her up and re-impaled her time and again. When the alarm went off at 5:00 o'clock, I snapped to a painful awareness, physically and emotionally wasted. Heaven was far grumpier. "My ass hurts," she groaned. "That last round, I felt like you were trying to split me in two." "Excuse me, but wasn't it you who mounted me, at 11:30 and again at 3:00?" I answered groggily. "It is not my fault; at 3:00 o'clock I reached out to comfort you and your cock was as hard as granite. It would have been a sin to let that go to waste," Heaven pouted, and then began to caress my morning wood. "Okay," I admitted, "waking up and finding your ass bouncing up and down on my cock is one of the most pleasurable ways to come forth from a dream, but I like being asked, and I like even more the idea of not having Christina coming over and castrating me for keeping you out late enough to be caught." "At least she would let me keep it," Heaven smiled sweetly. "That works out a whole lot better for you than me," I pointed out. "Now who is being selfish?" she teased, still stroking me. Faster than she could react, I grabbed her wrist and yanked her over my lap, exposing her scrumptious buttocks to my reach. "Hey! Ow, ow, ow, ow," she screamed as I delivered alternating slaps to each ass cheek. "Will you behave now?" I teased her. &qu

DET ER FREDAG!!! I dag har Isolde, Sander, Maria, og Joachim snakket om at Sander sympatiserer med seriemordere, er reunion hot or not?, skammen rundt TikTok, hvordan blir man den ultimate hipster, og ofc tipset om hva man skal finne paa i helga. God lytting

Stoppa pressarna kamrater, för nu vankas det MEGA-FINFRÄMMA'T!! Veckans hedershagga heter Isolde Osbeck, hon är ohotat roligast på Instagram, kulturskribent på GP och Mustiga Mauris värsta mardröm. Utöver detta har hon en dessutom en bakgrund i OAS-rörelsen, en så kallat "livlig" gren av Svenska kyrkan. Vi satte oss ned för ett samtal om kyrklig uppväxt, hysterisk lovsång och ännu mer hysterisk förbön. Vad händer i ett barns sinne när det kastas in i ett stasat sammanhang? Vad är egentligen större än Eiffeltornet? Och vilka effekter kan förbön få, hur välmenad den än är? Det och mycket annat har avhandlats i detta rykande färska avsnitt, som absolut INGEN vill missa!!(Den här gången blev jag så exalterad av gäst att jag glömde hänt-i-veckan!)Varmt välkomna till vansinnet! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

God Morgen!! I dagens sending har Nora, Isolde og Karen snakket om alt fra det som ligger i jorda til Jesus som flyr i himmelen. Taylor Swift har kommet ut med nytt album, Folketeateret setter opp Book of mormon, Skal vi danse må melde seg, og vi har tips til lokalt landbruk og vi har fått et leserinnlegg! Klem fra oss i skumma. god mandag! Stor takk til Edvin på teknikk!

Muligens Skummas mest dramatiske sending? Det får du bedømme. Isolde og Mikkel debatterer flyetikette og wrestling, mens Saiida er ute å skaper uro i bybildet. Vi får omsider svar på et mysterium. Vi veileder deg igjennom oktobers største dilemma: Hva skal man ha på seg på halloween? Vi mener kanin og skilpadde er the way to go! Isolde har oppdaget easter eggs hos Trier og Saiida overbeviste Mikkel til å kjøre Michael Jackson koreografien hans på Soul Sessions Extended. Virkelig en vidunderlig kaotisk sending. God lytting!

Giacomo Puccinis "Manon Lescaut" ist seine erste große Erfolgsoper, die bislang immer etwas im Schatten der ihr folgenden Opern stand. Das hat sich in jüngster Zeit sehr geändert und viele Häuser haben sich dieses französischen Stoffes angenommen, den Puccini in eine von Wagners "Tristan und Isolde“ angeregtes Orchestergewand gekleidet hat. Das Theater Heidelberg hat die Reise einer jungen, der Zwangsunterbringung im Kloster nach Paris entfliehenden Frau in den tödlichen Abgrund der amerikanischen Wüste in einer Neuproduktion von Regisseurin Friederike Blum und unter der Leitung des Generalmusikdirektors Mino Marani zur Spielzeiteröffnung herausgebracht.

joint winner of the PJ O'Connor Radio Drama Awards. Aoife Duffin stars as Cheese in a play about a girl who wanted to be heard, and a boy Chalk who didn't speak.

writer Isolde Fenton, and actors Aoife Duffin, Orla Fitzgerald and Patrick Ryan

Wenn sich im September die Beete im Garten nach der Ernte leeren, ist die Zeit für Herbstsalate und Gründüngung gekommen. Im Gemüsegarten reifen die Kürbisse, Äpfel und Birnen wollen von den Bäumen geerntet werden. Im Ratsch mit Edith Schowalter beantwortet die Gartenexpertin Isolde Keil-Vierheilig auch Hörerfragen.

I dagens episode av Skumma kultur har Andreas, Isolde blitt kjent med to av de nye medlemmene i Skumma kultur, Joachim og Karen Z. Helgen har inneholdt mange kulturelle begivenheter. Andreas og Joachim har vært på rørende konsert med Valkyrien allstars. Ellers har vi prøvd å dekke den velkjente Emmy-utdelingen, pratet om Døgnfluer-teater på 24 timer, og nesten hele gjengen har sett Joakim Triers nye film Affeksjonsverdier. Karen og Andreas har att på til endret på sine respektive utsender. Takk til Edvin for teknikk!

I dagens episode snakker Nora, Isolde, Sander og tekniker Christian om Justin Biebers nye album, musikalhøsten, hva som er passende straff for å skåre selvmål NÅR DU ER PÅ LANDSLAGET, og hvordan vil det egentlig gå med hele Norges bestegutter etter valget!?!? Hør på oss og få en like god morgen som vi hadde i dag

In ‘De afspraak op vrijdag' van 5 september heeft Ivan De Vadder MR-voorzitter Georges-Louis Bouchez te gast, samen met politiek journalist Isolde Van den Eynde en filosoof Ignaas Devisch. Ze hebben het over het Gaza-akkoord, de kritiek op de MR-voorzitter binnen zijn partij en de werven van de Arizona-regering voor het komende politieke jaar.

La Gacilly Baden Photo Festival 03 Um Isolde & Dieter Bornemann und Ulla Lohmann geht es in Episode 229, die mit ihren fotografischen Arbeiten bis zum 11. Oktober 2025 beim Festival La Gacilly Baden Photo in Baden bei Wien in Österreich ausstellen. Das Festival, das 2018 von Lois Lammerhuber gegründet wurde stellt die Natur, die uns Leben schenkt und wie mit ihr umgehen immer wieder in den Mittelpunkt der Ausstellungen. Thema der Ausstellungen 2025 ist »Australien und die neue Welt«. Mehr Mehr Informationen zu Isolde & Dieter Bornemann https://dieterbornemann.com/contactbio Mehr Informationen zu Ulla Lohmann: https://ullalohmann.com https://www.instagram.com/ullalohmann/ Festival-Webseite: https://festival-lagacilly-baden.photo/de https://www.instagram.com/fotofestivalbaden/ WORKSHOP Deutscher Fotobuchpreis https://www.deutscherfotobuchpreis.de/workshop/ NEWSLETTER https://deutscherfotobuchpreis.de/newsletter/ INTERNATIONALES FESTIVAL FOTOGRAFISCHER BILDER Symposium, Ausstellungseröffnung, Preisverleihung 20. bis 23.11.2025 https://festival-fotografischer-bilder.de/ https://www.instagram.com/festivalfotografischerbilder/ ​- - - Episoden-Cover-Gestaltung: Andy Scholz Episoden-Cover-Foto: privat / Manuk Hofmann - - - Link zu unserem Newsletter: https://deutscherfotobuchpreis.de/newsletter/ - - - Idee, Produktion, Redaktion, Moderation, Schnitt, Ton, Musik: Andy Scholz Der Podcast ist eine Produktion von STUDIO ANDY SCHOLZ 2020-2025. Andy Scholz wurde 1971 in Varel geboren. Er studierte Philosophie und Medienwissenschaften an der Universität Düsseldorf, Kunst und Design an der HBK Braunschweig und Fotografie/Fototheorie an der Folkwang Universität der Künste in Essen. Er ist freier Künstler, Autor und Dozent. Seit 2012 unterrichtet er an verschiedenen Instituten, u.a.: Universität Regensburg, Fachhochschule Würzburg, North Dakota State University in Fargo (USA), Philipps-Universität Marburg, Ruhr Universität Bochum, Pädagogische Hochschule Ludwigsburg. 2016 wurde er berufenes Mitglied in der Deutschen Gesellschaft für Photographie (DGPh). Seit 2016 ist er künstlerischer Leiter und Kurator vom INTERNATIONALEN FESTIVAL FOTOGRAFISCHER BILDER, das er gemeinsam mit Martin Rosner gründete. Im ersten Lockdown im Juni 2020 begann er mit dem Podcast und seit 2022 ist er Organisationsleiter vom Deutschen Fotobuchpreis, der ins INTERNATIONALE FESTIVAL FOTOGRAFISCHER BILDER in Regensburg integriert wurde. Er lebt und arbeitet in Essen (Ruhrgebiet). https://fotografieneudenken.de/ https://www.instagram.com/fotografieneudenken/ https://festival-fotografischer-bilder.de/ https://www.instagram.com/festivalfotografischerbilder/ https://deutscherfotobuchpreis.de/ https://www.instagram.com/deutscher_fotobuchpreis/ https://andyscholz.com/ https://www.instagram.com/scholzandy/

Isolde har blitt gamer, Mari har blitt DJ, og Eivind er fortsatt nordlending. Med oss har vi også Edvin på teknikk og fantastiske adlibs! Det er 1. september, og Skumma Kultur gir deg en knakende god episode å ringe inn den første høstdagen med. Vi snakker også om performative males og partilederdebatten. HØØØØR

Ende August dürfte die schönste Zeit im Garten sein, denn jetzt ist Erntezeit: Tomaten, Zucchini, Zwetschgen und auch schon einige Apfel- und Birnensorten sind reif. Die BR Heimat-Gartenexpertin Isolde Keil-Vierheilig ist bei Tom Viewegh zu Gast und beantwortet auch Hörerfragen.

Avec le Christophe, lʹAnatole et la Rosalie, lʹaccord de Tristan fait partie de ces phénomènes musicaux qui portent un prénom. Depuis quʹil a été joué pour la première fois en 1865 dans le prélude du magnifique opéra " Tristan und Isolde ", cet accord est admiré pour la liberté de son utilisation dans la composition de Richard Wagner. Mais pris isolément, on le retrouve fréquemment dans le jazz et dans la pop. Une chronique de Pierre-Do Bourgknecht

I dagens episode snakker Andreas, Nora F og Isolde om vink jentenes reise fra kulturelle helter til fiender?! Det snakkes og om tiktokere som kanskje deler litt for mye, hva som er kulturelle dealbreakers for oss i datinglivet, hva man kan gjøre etter bachelorgraden sin og Nora gir en liten update på kjærlighetslivet sitt! Takk til Ima på teknikk!  

Jaddaaaaa! I dagens sending er dine favoritt skumpiser tilbake fra sommerfeire. Tre IFO'er definerer hva som egentlig er Oslo-kultur, Eivind har blitt litt soft for 0,33 pils og veldig soft for Erlend Mørch. Isolde gleder seg som en unge til reality-høsten med ny sesong av "Spillet". Hun melder også at det ikke var en eneste "Dompa" under fadderuka på Blindern.... og Sara har dekket en feberdrøm av en aksjon og blitt satt på plass av Greta Thunberg. Ta deg en lytt da vel! Takk til AK på teknikk. 

Today I'm reviewing The Enemy's Daughter by Melissa Poett—an addictive, high-stakes retelling of Tristan and Isolde set in a gritty dystopian world with just a touch of fantasy magic.Packed with forbidden love, political tension, and an atmosphere that keeps you turning the pages, this book is perfect for fans of romance with a dangerous edge. Tune in to hear why this story had me hooked from the very first chapter and why it deserves a spot on your TBR.Follow for more YA fantasy and dystopian book reviews, and never miss your next great read.

"Die Welt ist ein Dorf", so heißt Isolde Ruhdorfers Newsletter, den sie für die Krautreporter schreibt. Darin fragt sie, was die Geschehnisse im Ausland mit uns zu tun haben und was wir von den Entwicklungen in anderen Ländern lernen können. Mit einem Faktencheck von Nándor Hulverscheidt.

Onze spraakmaker vandaag is: Isolde van den Eynde Stand.nl (http://Stand.nl): Het mengen van uit- en thuissupporters is een goed idee In het Mediaforum: Daan Bonenkamp en Laurens Vreekamp In het tweede uur: We vergelijken de Belgische met de Nederlandse politiek. Hoe komt het dat België steeds minder opkijkt naar Nederland? Yvonne Vleeshouwers is de enige sociaal notaris van Nederland. Ze vertelt bij ons over haar vak.

De Tweede Kamer kwam terug van reces voor een commissiedebat over de situatie in Gaza. Daan Bonenkamp (hoofdredacteur Tubantia) zag tijdens het debat hoe het parlement zich echt een afspiegeling van de samenleving toonde. 'Ze vertolken de emotie die ze voelen', ziet Bonenkamp. 'Ik zie een clash van politieke stijlen.' De Vlaamse journaliste Isolde van den Eynde vond het debat nog wat braaf. Ze wijst op de rol van het parlement. 'Ik vind dat ze verder moeten gaan en het de regeringsleden moeilijk moeten maken', aldus Van den Eynde. 'Ze zouden vragen moeten stellen over wat de regering wel kan doen. Bijvoorbeeld: wat gaat het kabinet doen aan hulp aan de grens van Gaza?' Aan tafel zitten Daan Bonenkamp, Laurens Vreekamp en Spraakmaker Isolde van den Eynde.

Als letzte Premiere gab's bei den diesjährigen Bayreuther Festspielen gestern Abend die Wiederaufnahme von "Tristan und Isolde". Die Inszenierung des isländischen Regisseurs Thorleifur Örn Arnarsson war bei der Premiere vor einem Jahr bei der Kritik auf wenig Gegenliebe gestoßen. Am Pult stand wieder Semyon Bychkov, neubesetzt sind in diesem Sommer die Partien von Brangäne und Kurwenal.

Genießen Sie verschiedene Düfte in Ihrem Garten: Rosmarin, Salbei und Thymian verströmen herbe Noten, während Zitronenverbene erfrischend-zitronig duftet. Zum letzten Mal ist Hubert Siegler bei Edith Schowalter zu Gast. Bevor er sich in den Ruhestand verabschiedet, wird er von seiner Nachfolgerin Isolde Keil-Vierheilig begleitet. Sie beantworten auch Hörerfragen.

Emerging from the ancestral depths of the Fourth House, we enter the vibrant, sun-drenched Fifth—a radiant palace where creativity, pleasure, and passion dance freely. This episode invites you into a profound exploration of the Fifth House not merely as astrological territory, but as the sacred space where your most essential self yearns to play.We uncover the distinction between bios (the linear story of life) and zoe (the indestructible life force) that Carl Kerényi elaborates in his work on Dionysus. This eternal flame resonates at the core of the Fifth House—where your capacity for joy and creation remains undimmed despite life's challenges. Like the sun that rises reliably each morning, this inner light represents the persistent heart of your being.Venus finds her joy here, reveling in pleasure without purpose. The Fifth House invites you to create not for acclaim or outcome, but for the pure delight of creation itself. Through exploring myths like Tristan and Isolde's intoxicating romance and Dionysus's wild revelry, we discover how this house beckons us back to the mystery of our sensuous, animal bodies and the timelessness that flows when we're lost in play.What blocks your access to Fifth House treasures? Perhaps family scripts taught that pleasure is selfish, or heartbreak hardened protective layers around your capacity for joy. Through understanding myths like Narcissus, we glimpse how true self-knowledge becomes the path toward authentic expression.Join us for this illuminating journey into your creative core—where your inner child awaits rediscovery, where romance first sparked your heart, and where the process of becoming truly, uniquely yourself begins. Your Fifth House holds the key to reconnecting with that inextinguishable divine spark within—ready to warm not just yourself, but everyone around you.Artwork: La Belle Dame Sans Merci, Frank Dicksee, 1901Dionysos: Archetypal Image of Indestructible Life, Carl KerenyiPodcast Musician: Marlia CoeurPlease consider becoming a Patron to support the show!Go to OnTheSoulsTerms.com for more.

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Hier vollendete Wagner die Götterdämmerung: Im ehemaligen Hotel Fantaisie in Donndorf bei Bayreuth. Das kleine private Museum ist ein ganz besonderer Ort. Sopranistin Camilla Nylund - dieses Jahr die Isolde - war dort zu Besuch.

durée : 00:24:38 - Disques de légende du jeudi 19 juin 2025 - Karl Böhm grave en 1966 ce Tristan und Isolde en représentation à Bayreuth, dans un contexte particulier : le grand rénovateur du festival, Wieland Wagner, est sur le point de mourir. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Minister for Further and Higher Education, Research, Innovation and Science James Lawless TD has today attended a signing ceremony at the European Organisation for Nuclear Research (CERN) headquarters to agree Ireland's Associate Membership of the organisation. The Minister's signature signals Ireland's commitment to join the world-leading research organisation and marks an important step in the process of joining. Speaking at the ceremony, Minister Lawless said: "I am delighted to have signed this Associate Membership Agreement with CERN. This represents the culmination of significant work by the Government and CERN, building on the excellence of the Irish physics community. "As an associate member of one of the world's most significant research organisations, Ireland will have an opportunity to gain access to excellent research, innovation, collaboration and industry contracts. "This long-term international commitment to our scientific community will demonstrate the Irish Government's continued and expanding support of Ireland's participation in leading global research collaborations. "I look forward to working with my colleagues in Government and stakeholders over the coming period to finalise Ireland's associate membership status and maximise the opportunities presented by the process." Associate membership of CERN will bring benefits to Ireland across research, industry, skills, science outreach and international relations. It will open doors for Ireland's researchers to participate in CERN's scientific programmes and will make Irish citizens eligible for staff positions and fellowships at CERN. It will also be possible for Irish citizens to access CERN's formal training schemes and develop skills in industry-relevant areas such as electronics, photonics, materials, energy systems and software. Membership will also allow Ireland's enterprises to compete in CERN procurement programmes. Much of CERN's instrumentation and equipment requires the development or exploitation of novel technologies, which spurs enterprise innovation. Many of these technologies have applications in other spheres such as medicine, space, energy and ICT. Today's signing ceremony was opened by the Director of International Relations at CERN, Ms Charlotte Lindberg Warakaulle, followed by some words welcoming Ireland's membership of the organisation from the Director-General of CERN, Dr Fabiola Gianotti. Minister Lawless then signed the Associate Membership Agreement on behalf of Ireland, and Dr Gianotti signed on behalf of CERN. Minister Lawless also had the opportunity to visit the ISOLDE facility, a key experimental infrastructure supporting fundamental research in particle physics and radiobiology. Ireland applied for Associate Membership of CERN in November 2023. Subject to funding requirements and Dáil approval, it is expected that Ireland will complete the accession process this year. More about Irish Tech News Irish Tech News are Ireland's No. 1 Online Tech Publication and often Ireland's No.1 Tech Podcast too. You can find hundreds of fantastic previous episodes and subscribe using whatever platform you like via our Anchor.fm page here: https://anchor.fm/irish-tech-news If you'd like to be featured in an upcoming Podcast email us at Simon@IrishTechNews.ie now to discuss. Irish Tech News have a range of services available to help promote your business. Why not drop us a line at Info@IrishTechNews.ie now to find out more about how we can help you reach our audience. You can also find and follow us on Twitter, LinkedIn, Facebook, Instagram, TikTok and Snapchat.

Grammy Award winning artist Isolde Fair is one of the many residents of Palisades who lost her family home in the devastating fires in Los Angeles.  Hear Isolde's story of that tragic day and how she is bouncing back from this loss.   Our guest also gives our Moms a preview of her NEW SONG - that was inspired by the recent fires and the hope she has to give others about surviving such a life experience.  Remember our Motto - " if you don't laugh sometimes ... you will cry !"   so come laugh and enjoy this amazing show! Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/inside-the-moms-club--4709676/support.

Ep. 681: Cranford | Chapter 3 Book talk begins at 15:00 A mysterious gentleman caller? A missed dinner invite gone socially sideways? Things are getting awkwardly entertaining in the most delightfully proper way. --------------------------------------------------------------- 00:00 Episode start 03:00 Knitting Comfortably: The ergonomics of knitting by Carson Demers “Wuv. TWOO Wuv…” 04:16 BOOK PARTY WAS Thursday April 24th for The Thin Man by Dashiell Hammett - the Watch party will be may 29th. If you need to level-up to join us 05:00 trailer 05:36 Plum Deluxe Herbal—I found out this was a special blend that might no longer be available but you can ** 07:08 You can call the show from the App or 206-350-1642 or speakpipe.com/craftlit 8:05 and let us know what text you want on the screen during your video (promote your shop!) 10:45 also check out other indie online bookshops and or Powell's. OLD FARLEY'S (with the cat older than I am) Pics of The Salt House 13:28 Heather attempts gardening on a deck without a hose. Sympathy and/or hints are welcomed ;) 15:35 Start of booktalk 19:20 Hortus Siccus - an arranged collection of dried plants 20:19 in the miniseries 21:14 Articles of Engagement - rules for your servants (a contract) 22:00 wine and dessert (really wine and nuts) 22:44 Recondite - something difficult to understand 23:15 23:42 by Charles Perrault (who did NOT write the version of Tristan and Isolde we listened to) Moral: Curiosity, in spite of its appeal, often leads to deep regret. To the displeasure of many a maiden, its enjoyment is short lived. Once satisfied, it ceases to exist, and always costs dearly. Another moral: Apply logic to this grim story, and you will ascertain that it took place many years ago. No husband of our age would be so terrible as to demand the impossible of his wife, nor would he be such a jealous malcontent. For, whatever the color of her husband's beard, the wife of today will let him know who the master is. (Heather's note: I just had to add those here as I found them after I recorded) Andrew Lang, The Blue Fairy Book (London: Longmans, Green, and Company, ca. 1889), pp. 290-295. Lang's source: Charles Perrault, “La Barbe bleüe, “Histoires ou contes du temps passé, avec des moralités: Contes de ma mère l'Oye (Paris, 1697). And just for fun because I've mentioned it before: and - . Another tale by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm about a sinister bridegroom (Aarne-Thompson type 955).—The is wrapped around the Bluebeard story like a tourniquet! 24:50 “Leave me to repose…” from poem by Thomas Gray (of “ 25:55 “Pride which apes humility” from “The Devil's Thoughts” “The Devil's Thoughts” is a satirical poem in common metre by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, published in 1799, and expanded by Robert Southey in 1827 and retitled “The Devil's Walk” (Heather: AH HA! Now it makes sense). The narrative describes the Devil going walking and enjoying the sight of the various sins of mankind. Originally published: 1799 Authors: , 27:24 Yeoman vs Esquire 29:15 Castle Building (aka, wool-gathering) - 30:17 CHAPTER AUDIO BEGINS - Heather makes wool slippers using from YouMakeItSimple.com 52:46 POST-CHAPTER CHAT 53:45 , from Brenda Dayne 56:25 Serve from the Left details: Serving: - Plates: Plates are served from the left, using your left hand to place the plate, allowing the server to use their right hand to avoid crossing in front of the guest. Beverages: Beverages, such as water and wine, are poured from the right, as glasses are typically placed to the right of the guest's plate. Sides: Sides like bread and vegetables are also served from the left. Clearing: Plates: Plates are cleared from the right, using your right hand to remove the plate.  Exceptions: If a guest is obstructing the way on the right, or if there is an object on the right side, a server may need to serve from the right.  Some restaurants may have their own protocols for serving, whether it's to the right or left.  Why Serve from the Left? 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"The wound is the place where the Light enters you." – RumiIn this essay, I reflect on the heartbreak that shattered me and became a profound initiation—what I now understand as a sacred wound. Through the lens of myth, poetry, psychology, and personal story, I explore how grief, when fully embraced, can become a teacher, a threshold, and even a source of creative power. I weave my own experience of devastating loss with the stories of Orpheus, Chiron, Rumi, Tristan and Isolde, and others who were shaped by wounds they never fully healed from. Rather than trying to “get over” the pain, I chose to sanctify it—to treat it as a passage into deeper love, art, and soul. This essay is both a mourning song and a love letter to those who carry their own sacred wounds, and an offering of hope that our suffering, if honored, can become the very source of our genius.

This Day in Legal History: Fair Housing ActOn this day in legal history, April 11, 1968, President Lyndon B. Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act of 1968 into law, a pivotal expansion of civil rights protections in the United States. Commonly referred to as the Fair Housing Act, the legislation was enacted just days after the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., whose legacy of nonviolent activism heavily influenced its passage. The law made it illegal to discriminate in the sale, rental, financing, or advertising of housing based on race, color, religion, or national origin.It aimed to dismantle the systemic barriers that had long segregated American cities and suburbs, including redlining, racially restrictive covenants, and other discriminatory practices. Title VIII of the Act directly addressed these inequities and empowered the federal government to enforce fair housing standards for the first time. Though political resistance to housing integration had stalled similar legislation for years, the national mourning following Dr. King's death shifted public and congressional sentiment.Johnson, in a nationally televised address, described the signing as a tribute to Dr. King's life and a necessary step toward realizing the full promise of civil rights in America. Subsequent amendments expanded protections to include sex, disability, and familial status, making the Fair Housing Act one of the most comprehensive civil rights laws on the books. Enforcement mechanisms, however, remained a challenge, and litigation over housing discrimination has continued into the present day.The law has been central to major legal battles over zoning laws, gentrification, and access to affordable housing. It also laid the groundwork for subsequent legislation aimed at combating economic and racial segregation. While the Act did not instantly eliminate housing discrimination, it marked a legal turning point that recognized the home as a critical site of equality and opportunity.A small team from the Department of Government Efficiency (DGE), created under Elon Musk's initiative to reduce government spending and staffing, has arrived at the Federal Deposit Insurance Corp. (FDIC), according to an internal email from the agency. While the team is working with FDIC leadership to identify internal efficiencies, it does not have access to sensitive or confidential bank data, including resolution plans, deposit insurance records, or examination materials. The FDIC emphasized that the DGE operatives are full-time federal employees working under formal interagency agreements and have not sought access to confidential information.DGE has previously drawn concern from industry participants during its visit to the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau due to fears over data exposure. The FDIC oversees highly sensitive information about major U.S. banks and their failure plans, which regulators rely on during crises. The number and identity of DGE team members at the FDIC have not been disclosed, and the agency declined to comment further.The agency is also preparing for staff reductions, following the Trump administration's deferred resignation program that has already led to the loss of 500 FDIC employees. Additional buyouts and formal layoffs are expected soon. The timing of DGE's involvement comes as global markets react to new tariffs announced by President Trump, prompting concerns from former officials about weakening regulators' ability to respond to potential financial instability.DOGE Arrives at FDIC but Doesn't Have Access to Bank Data (2)At least three major law firms—Kirkland & Ellis, Latham & Watkins, and Simpson Thacher & Bartlett—are in talks with the Trump administration to reach a joint agreement that would commit over $300 million in pro bono services to causes favored by the White House. The potential deal is also intended to resolve federal investigations into the firms' diversity programs, which the administration has scrutinized for alleged discriminatory practices. If finalized, the arrangement would bring the total pledged in pro bono services from various firms to at least $640 million.President Trump, speaking at a Cabinet meeting, hinted that a handful of firms remain in negotiations, emphasizing that many firms have already paid significant sums or made concessions. He stated that he expects lawyers from participating firms to assist with policy efforts such as implementing tariffs and expanding coal mining.The administration has previously targeted several firms with executive orders for representing causes or clients viewed as oppositional to Trump's agenda. These orders have included punitive measures such as revoking security clearances and restricting federal access. Some firms—like Perkins Coie and Jenner & Block—have successfully blocked these actions in court, while others like Paul Weiss settled by agreeing to pro bono contributions. Firms such as Skadden and Milbank preemptively negotiated similar deals.Trump Talks Deal With Three Massive Law Firms as Others FightA U.S. immigration judge is set to rule today on whether Mahmoud Khalil, a Palestinian student activist at Columbia University, can be deported. Khalil, who holds Algerian citizenship and became a lawful U.S. permanent resident last year, was arrested last month at his New York City apartment and transferred to an immigration jail in rural Louisiana. Secretary of State Marco Rubio has called for Khalil's removal under the 1952 Immigration and Nationality Act, arguing that his presence in the U.S. poses foreign policy risks due to his role in pro-Palestinian campus protests.Rubio's letter to the court claims Khalil was involved in “antisemitic protests and disruptive activities” but does not accuse him of any crimes. Instead, Rubio argues the government can revoke legal status based solely on speech or associations if deemed harmful to U.S. interests. Khalil's attorneys say the case is an attempt to punish constitutionally protected speech and have called the letter politically motivated and authoritarian in tone.They are requesting to subpoena and depose Rubio as part of their defense. The immigration court hearing the case operates under the Department of Justice and is separate from the federal judiciary. Khalil is also suing in a New Jersey federal court, alleging that his arrest, detention, and transfer far from his legal team and family were unconstitutional.US immigration judge to decide whether Columbia student Mahmoud Khalil can be deported | ReutersPresident Trump signed a bill nullifying a revised IRS rule that would have broadened the definition of a “broker” to include decentralized cryptocurrency exchanges, or DeFi platforms. The rule, finalized in the final weeks of the Biden administration, was part of a broader IRS effort to tighten crypto tax enforcement and was rooted in the 2021 Infrastructure Investment and Jobs Act. It would have required DeFi platforms to report user transactions to both the IRS and the users themselves.The crypto industry strongly opposed the rule, arguing that DeFi platforms do not function like traditional brokers and lack access to user identities, making compliance impossible. Centralized exchanges like Coinbase and Kraken, by contrast, already meet these reporting requirements as intermediaries. Both the House and Senate voted in March to repeal the IRS rule through the Congressional Review Act, which allows Congress to overturn recent federal regulations with a majority vote.Trump, who has positioned himself as a pro-crypto candidate, had campaigned on promises to support digital asset innovation. Since taking office, he has formed a federal cryptocurrency working group and signed an executive order to establish a national bitcoin reserve.Trump signs bill to nullify expanded IRS crypto broker rule | ReutersThis week's closing theme takes us back to April 13, 1850, when Richard Wagner's opera Lohengrin premiered in Weimar under the baton of his friend and supporter, Franz Liszt. Wagner, one of the most influential and controversial figures in classical music, was then in political exile, and unable to attend the debut of what would become one of his most iconic works. Known for his revolutionary approach to opera—melding music, drama, and mythology—Wagner crafted Lohengrin as a sweeping, mystical tale of a knight of the Holy Grail who arrives in a swan-drawn boat to defend the innocent Elsa of Brabant. The opera's shimmering textures, leitmotif-driven score, and spiritual overtones would set the stage for his later monumental works like Tristan und Isolde and the Ring Cycle.Lohengrin remains best known for its third-act bridal chorus—“Here Comes the Bride”—but the opera's deeper themes of identity, trust, and the cost of forbidden questions give it lasting emotional and philosophical weight. Set in a quasi-medieval world laced with mystery, the opera tells of a hero who must depart the moment his name is asked, leaving love suspended in silence. Wagner's orchestration in Lohengrin is luminous and patient, often evoking shimmering water and distant prophecy, with long-breathed phrases that seem to float above time.As a closing theme for this week, Lohengrin invites reflection—on belief, on leadership, and on how history so often pivots on names, silence, and the tension between loyalty and doubt. Its premiere on April 13th marks not only a moment in Wagner's evolution as a composer but also a cultural point of departure, where German Romanticism began leaning toward something darker and more transcendental. We end the week, then, with the slow unfurling of Lohengrin's prelude: a gentle, ascending shimmer that begins almost imperceptibly, and rises—like the swan on the river—toward the unknown.This week, we close with the prelude to Lohengrin by Richard Wagner—music of undeniable beauty from a composer whose legacy includes both brilliance and deeply troubling beliefs. We share it for its artistry, not its ideology. Without further ado, Richard Wagner's Lohengrin, the prelude. Enjoy! This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.minimumcomp.com/subscribe

Recorded March 11th, 2025. A lecture by Fergus Sheil (Founding Artistic Director of Irish National Opera) for the Music Composition Centre Talks. Fergus is the founding artistic director of Irish National Opera. He has conducted a wide-ranging repertoire of over 50 different operas in performance, recordings and on film. Highlights include Strauss' Salome, Der Rosenkavalier and Elektra, Rossini's William Tell and La Cenerentola, Brian Irvine and Netia Jones's Least Like The Other, Verdi's Aida, La traviata and Rigoletto as well as Wagner's Tristan und Isolde. Before founding Irish National Opera in 2018, Fergus was Artistic Director of Wide Open Opera, which he founded in 2012 and Opera Theatre Company. He has produced opera in over 30 venues throughout Ireland as well as bringing productions to the UK (Edinburgh International Festival, Royal Opera House and The Barbican), USA, Holland, Luxembourg and Italy. As conductor, Fergus has worked with major orchestras and opera companies in Ireland as well as fulfilling engagements in the USA, Canada, South Africa, Australia, UK, France, Netherlands, Denmark, Sweden, Malta and Estonia. Fergus Sheil studied music at Trinity College, graduating in 1992. While at TCD he founded the Trinity Orchestra. He currently delivers a module in career development at TCD's Music Department and in 2023 he was awarded an honorary Doctor in Letters from TCD. Learn more at www.tcd.ie/trinitylongroomhub

In this special Boat Night episode of Marriage Therapy Radio, Zach brings listeners into an intimate, long-standing tradition—conversations between close friends about relationships, personal growth, and the realities of marriage. Joined by longtime friends Sean and Greg, the three discuss the importance of having deep, open friendships where men can talk candidly about their relationships, struggles, and personal evolution. The conversation explores whether it's okay to vent about your partner, how relationships evolve through multiple “marriages” within the same partnership, and the role of death and rebirth in love—not just metaphorically, but through real-life transitions. They also reflect on the greatest love stories of all time, challenging traditional narratives and examining what makes a relationship stand the test of time. With humor, vulnerability, and philosophical insight, Zach, Sean, and Greg navigate topics ranging from romantic expectations to identity and care in relationships, offering listeners a rare glimpse into the kinds of conversations that deepen friendships and marriages alike. Key Takeaways The Importance of Male Friendships and Spaces for Honesty Boat Night is a long-standing tradition where male friends gather to talk candidly about their relationships, families, and personal struggles. Having a trusted space to process relationship challenges doesn't mean bashing your partner—it means seeking perspective and growth. Are You Allowed to Vent About Your Partner? The difference between "talking sh*t" about your spouse and "talking honestly" about struggles is intention. Healthy venting involves seeking understanding, not just resentment or validation from others. The Reality of Multiple Marriages Within a Marriage Long-term relationships go through different “marriages”—seasons of deep change where partners must recommit to each other in new ways. “If you've been married four times to the same person, that means three marriages had to die.” The Greatest Love Stories of All Time Aren't What You Think Traditional narratives like Romeo and Juliet or Tristan and Isolde romanticize young, dramatic love, but real love stories are about long-term commitment, sacrifice, and growth. "In any love story, something has to die—fantasies, expectations, or parts of yourself—to make room for real love.” The Fear of Expressing Desire in Relationships Zach reflects on how he encourages couples to be direct about their needs, yet struggles with openly expressing his own. Many people hesitate to voice their desires because it makes them vulnerable to rejection—or because they're unsure what they truly want. Who Cares for the Caregiver? As a therapist, Zach often supports others but wonders where he himself finds care and support. He wrestles with the tension between wanting to be strong for others and needing space to be vulnerable himself. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

(La version française a été diffusée le 21 avril 2022)Anne Ghesquière welcomes Don Miguel Ruiz, Mexican author of Toltec spiritualist and neoshamanistic texts.Orpheus and Eurydice, Tristan and Isolde, Romeo and Juliet... Who has never heard or told these myths and legends? Passionate love, love that fascinates or scares, love that heals or, on the contrary, kills.Since the world was created, the same stories have been passed on from parent to child, through education, culture or religion. What if all our beliefs about love were false? What if they were only mirages that we maintain to avoid asking ourselves the real questions? What if we came back to the original love, the unconditional love?My incredible and exclusive guest on Metamorphose is a spiritual leader followed by millions of people and the author of the "Four Toltec Agreements", the famous best-seller translated into 46 languages. This time he addresses the issue of love in 5 courses for a true inner metamorphosis, 5 courses collected in a book entitled "Eros - A return to unconditional love".[REDIFFUSION - BEST OF - METAMORPHOSE] Some quotes from the podcast with Don Miguel Ruiz :‘By loving with condition, little by little we move away from our authenticity.'‘Life is the teacher, we are the apprentices in the discovery of the mysteries in each moment.'‘To rediscover unconditional love it's important to unlearn everything we've learned.'Topics covered in the podcast with Don Miguel Ruiz : 00:00 Introduction03:29 What is a ‘mystery school'?04:31 What is love?07:46 Can unconditional love happen for us humans?13:18 The parable of the broken mirror.17:39 Accepting the reality of others.19:15 Can we know ourselves?22:42 How can we connect with unconditional love in our daily lives?25:05 The secret: being emotionally sincere.27:30 What place is there for carnal and sentimental love?29:30 The experience of a heart attack by Don Miguel Ruiz.32:30 Can unconditional love heal us?32:37 How can we love ourselves?35:37 Writing a letter to your body.37:04 What hope for the future?38:00 Is humanity living in a special moment?39:44 The secret of unconditional love.41:07 How can we achieve total surrender?42:30 How can we connect with faith?Foreword and precautions when listening to the podcast Discover Objectif Métamorphose, our 12-step programme for meeting yourself.Receive the Métamorphose newsletter every other Wednesday with exclusive information about the podcast and Anne's inspirations.Take the free Metamorphosis Wheel TEST with 9 pillars of your life!Follow us on Insta, Facebook & TikTokSubscribe on Apple Podcast / Spotify / Deezer / CastBox/ YoutubeSupport Métamorphose by joining the Métamorphose Tribe Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

A partir de la version signée de Gottfried de Strasbourg du mythe de Tristan et Isolde, Wagner compose, dans l'euphorie de sa passion pour Mathilde Wesendonck, le plus bel hymne à l'amour du répertoire lyrique.Mention légales : Vos données de connexion, dont votre adresse IP, sont traités par Radio Classique, responsable de traitement, sur la base de son intérêt légitime, par l'intermédiaire de son sous-traitant Ausha, à des fins de réalisation de statistiques agréées et de lutte contre la fraude. Ces données sont supprimées en temps réel pour la finalité statistique et sous cinq mois à compter de la collecte à des fins de lutte contre la fraude. Pour plus d'informations sur les traitements réalisés par Radio Classique et exercer vos droits, consultez notre Politique de confidentialité.Hébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

In this episode, JF and Phil examine the myth of the vampire through the lens of Robert Eggers' latest film, Nosferatu, a reimagining of F. W. Murnau's German Expressionist masterpiece. Topics covered include the nature of vampires, the symbolism of evil, the implicit theology of Eggers' film (compared with that of Coppola's Bram Stoker's Dracula), the need for shadow work, as well as the power of real introspection and self-sacrifice. Support us on Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/weirdstudies). Buy the Weird Studies soundtrack, volumes 1 (https://pierre-yvesmartel.bandcamp.com/album/weird-studies-music-from-the-podcast-vol-1) and 2 (https://pierre-yvesmartel.bandcamp.com/album/weird-studies-music-from-the-podcast-vol-2), on Pierre-Yves Martel's Bandcamp (https://pierre-yvesmartel.bandcamp.com) page. Listen to Meredith Michael and Gabriel Lubell's podcast, Cosmophonia (https://cosmophonia.podbean.com/). Visit the Weird Studies Bookshop (https://bookshop.org/shop/weirdstudies) Find us on Discord (https://discord.com/invite/Jw22CHfGwp) Get the T-shirt design from Cotton Bureau (https://cottonbureau.com/products/can-o-content#/13435958/tee-men-standard-tee-vintage-black-tri-blend-s)! REFERENCES Robert Eggers (dir.), Nosferatu (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt5040012/) F. W. Murnau (dir.), Nosferatu (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0013442/) Mel Brooks (dir.), Dracula: Dead and Loving It (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112896/) Francis Ford Coppola (dir.), Bram Stoker's Dracula (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0103874/) Bram Stoker, Dracula (https://bookshop.org/a/18799/9780141439846) Richard Wagner, [Tristan und Isolde](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TristanundIsolde) David James Smith, “The Archaeologist Couple who Unearthed a Field Full of Vampires” (https://www.thetimes.com/world/europe/article/vampires-poland-field-archaeology-secrets-svm5mt26v) Robert Eggers, The Witch (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt4263482/) Richard Strauss, Salome (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salome_(opera)) Weird Studies, Episode 156 on “The Secret History” (https://www.weirdstudies.com/156) Rudolf Steiner, “Lucifer and Ahriman” (https://rsarchive.org/Lectures/LucAhr_index.html) Richard Wagner, Ring Cycle (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Der_Ring_des_Nibelungen)