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On this episode of Mastery Unleashed, Christie Ruffino interviews Lady Jen Du Plessis, a team-building and scaling expert who helps high-achieving entrepreneurs and executives build world-class teams and scale their businesses with ease. Jen shares her inspiring journey from the mortgage industry to becoming a global speaker, author, and business strategist, emphasizing the importance of shifting from hustle to strategy to achieve sustainable success.Jen discusses how entrepreneurs often get stuck in the "grind" of daily tasks, preventing them from stepping into true leadership. She outlines her scaling framework—moving from working IN the business to working ON, ABOVE, and BEYOND it—by implementing strong leadership, hiring strategically, and creating efficient systems (SOPs). She also shares her Finder, Minder, and Grinder methods, helping business owners identify where they spend their time and where they need support.Jen offers her "Seven Strategies to Change Your Business Mindset" assessment, guiding entrepreneurs toward setting boundaries, defining core values, and creating a scalable business model. ABOUT LADY JENWho would have ever thought that little “Jenny Who Ain't Got a Penny,” now Dame Lady Jen, a member of the Royal House of Cappadocia and the Royal Order of Constantine the Great and Saint Helen, would be a charismatic and award-winning international speaker who brings her stories of sorrow, resilience, tenacity, and triumph to every stage she speaks. With numerous #1 best-selling books, a host of 3 top-ranking podcasts, a professional podcast guest, and producer and hostess of her TV show Business on the Vine, Lady Jen is certainly making her impact in the world.She is affectionately known as The Team-Building & Scaling Architect. She is the leading expert in helping high-achieving business owners and executives build world-class teams so they can live the business lifestyle they always dreamed of while scaling their business or company with grace and ease by enhancing interpersonal skills to obtain high-performance, tangible outcomes.Her recent awards include the 2024 Impact Mentor of the Year through IAOTP- the International Association of Top Professionals, the 2024 SheLeads Women of Excellence Award from her international speaking efforts, and the 2023 Network of Outstanding Women Mentor of the Year. In addition, she received the eZway Network Golden Gala Award for her heart-centered work in the world and the Outstanding Leadership Recognition Award from The Los Angeles Tribune.She is devoted to her philanthropy and charity work, helping homeless women and children, eradicating human trafficking, U.S. Military Veterans, and Animal Shelters.She believes that we have Acres of Diamonds right under our feet and everything we need to inspire people and leave our mark in this world. Her motto is “move from working IN and ON your business to living ABOVE and BEYOND.” GET LADY JEN'S GENEROUS GIFT7 Strategies to Change your Business Mindset assessmentIn business, mindset is everything! This quick assessment will increase your awareness of the vision and values you hold sacred, and perhaps why you are not creating boundaries around them and/or seeking new counsel to assist with your personal and business growth.ACCESS THIS GIFT AND MANY MORELINKS SHARED ON THE SHOWLinktr.eehttps://linktr.ee/jenduplessisFB-Personal Page

A Butterfly wants to kill the World?Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Although Love is both fire and shadow, we often forget to take comfort from the coolness of the memories when the burning flames are absentThere were precisely two things, okay, four things, keeping me alive. The fourth thing would come to her later when her 'furious was replaced by her 'curious' ~ as in how I knew her inhuman lingo ~ which would lead to my legacy with Grandpa.The top three reasons -She had poked my chest. It was a challenge, calling for one of my guardians to come out and play. The avatar knew I was the chosen heir of the Goddess Ishara and my goddess had devoted a good deal of time and effort to my survival and continued service in her cause. If Ishara made an 'appearance', it would be enough reason to not eviscerate me for my foul treatment of her august personage.Nope. It seemed Ishara was busy at the moment.Still, she most likely knew SzelAnya had shown a keen interest in me in Romania, though I'd never told Selena, or any other member of the 9 Clans, the Dragon's Daughter had killed Ajax for me. Figuring out SzelAnya, a storm deity, had helped me and Aya escape from our kidnapping in the midst of a cyclone in the Pacific Ocean wasn't much of a reach.But no bolt of lightning coalesced from my chest to singe her finger. No clap of thunder. Not even a cloud with a hint of disfavor appeared above us.Her obsidian fingernail began penetrating my shirt, touched my skin, then drew my blood, and something 'twitched'.That would be Contestant Goddess #3. She wasn't actually hanging around me. She didn't have to. She'd left me a memento of our last shindig before we parted ways. That was the nightmare-inducing episode where she, the chthonic goddess Sarrat Irkalli, had compressed one man's body into a dagger and then proceeded to suck another's soul into it to use as a power source for an Airbus 350 (a commercial airliner, if you didn't know).I still had that snaggletooth-looking thing at my back. Well who the Hell was I going to leave it with? Honestly, the only people I felt could keep it safe I loved too much to curse with it. Anyway, the second her divine claw touched my blood, the long dormant weapon whispered to me in a somewhat bored, lofty feminine voice from beyond the grave,Do you want me to discorporate this pathetic has-been for you?Quick check. Only the avatar and I, and her priestess-savant heard that. Of course, in downtown, New York City, noon Sunday, how weird would such a declaration be? The avatar's eyebrow arched. Her big bat-ears (still looking human to the normal viewing public) flicked this way and that, figuring out precisely where the threat originated from. Slowly, her once poking hand began to slide across my chest, along my ribs and around my back.She touched the dagger. Nothing.Gingerly, she drew it forth. I'd had a makeshift sheath made. As the blade made its journey around me, she took a half-step back to better observe it."Please don't kill him!" Theddy squealed. "We haven't had sex yet!"Being 'who' and 'what' she was, the avatar did what came natural. Fortunately for Theddy, I'd become accustomed to working with psychopaths.She stabbed the dagger at Theddy. I clamped my hand down on her wrist. The claws of her left hand came down on my constraining wrist. My free hand came down on that hand, trying to pry it free. It was a hopeless struggle, except.Yes, my old friend 'except'. Except the avatar was holding the dagger. As powerful as Ītzpāpālōtl was, she wasn't pushing against me. She was pushing against Sarrat Irkalli.Ītzpāpālōtl was a living, breathing terror machine who killed and received sacrifices on a regular basis.Sarrat Irkalli hadn't been actively worshipped in 3,000 years.Uneven contest? Oh yeah.See, Ītzpāpālōtl had spent the past 500 years continuously fighting against the Weave to keep her fingers on this side of reality.Meanwhile, for the most part, Sarrat Irkalli had sat upon her throne in the Sumerian Underworld with hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of souls toiling under her watchful gaze for eternity. Sure, her version of Hell wasn't getting any fresh deposits, but she knew how to milk the system well.Even the bad karma for the dagger's creation wasn't hers. She'd stolen it from the foolish Gong Tau sorcerers who had meant to enslave my soul, aka one-third of the Baraqu-Alal-Cáel deal she'd worked out millennia ago. It was the Weave giving her a 'freebie' for playing by the rules, if you considered the Weave sentient.And now Ītzpāpālōtl was touching it. Whoops. It wasn't as if Ītzpāpālōtl was stupid. It isn't like there are tons of magic weapons running around, much less soul-munchers like the one I had. Rationally, who would give a novice like me, a weapon like this? I say again, 'whoops'.Once I'd figured this out, I couldn't stop being me."Theddy, do you like girls?""What?" she squeaked. Here was this psycho trying to drive a Smilodon incisor into her bosom and I was giving her a sex quiz.Ītzpāpālōtl was really starting to struggle now."I, ah, are you okay?" she continued."Oh, I'm dandy. I'm serious. You think this chick is hot? I mean, would you do her in a three-way?" I proposed casually."Timothy?" Sovann."Bro?" Timothy to me."It's all good. Sovann, you want to know what my life is like? This lady who came to discuss business with me today is an immortal mass murderer. You give the word, I'll let go and this knife is going to cut her up like a Ginsu blade on market day because just cutting her heart out isn't going to be enough. Worse. Eventually she'll get back up.""Timothy?" Sovann repeated, this time with more concern. He thought I was nuts. I released my left hand. The blade flipped up, twisting in the avatar's grasp. That was the point her minions figured out something was wrong."El Amado?" the priestess-savant called out softly. The three goons began reaching for 'things'."Call them off, or I open my other hand," I cautioned the avatar. She spared me a swift, hostile look. My fingers tingled."Esten quietos!" she snapped. They stopped."Cáel, bad day, or not. This isn't you. Stop it. The girl's in danger," Timothy spoke up. He didn't mean Theddy. He meant the avatar."I'm being a real asshole, aren't I?" I sighed."Pretty much. You never let the bitches get to you before. Girl pops an attitude, you smile and move on. Life is too short," he reminded me. Too true."I'm going to put my hand over the blade," I told Ītzpāpālōtl. "When I do, you can let go."She didn't say anything for several seconds, even after my left hand covered the semi-serrated edge."Why should I trust you?" she sizzled."Because 'me' letting anything bad happen to you would make me a total, judgmental jerk. I don't know you. Whatever you did before you showed up today shouldn't matter to me. I acted stupidly. I should have stopped you. I didn't. I didn't even warn you and I could have. I was angry, and not even at you. Just angry and I apologize. Now, let go.""Why?""Hi. I'm Cáel Nyilas. Can I have my knife back? Please?"Blink. She released it. For a millisecond, it wanted to do something else because bitches are bitches. It didn't, so my palm wasn't sliced open. My right hand took the hilt. I carefully put the blade away."Yes," Theddy gulped."Huh?" Sovann shook his head at the sudden evaporation of the life and death tension. Welcome to my life. Theddy meant 'yes' to the 'girl-girl-guy' thing I had proposed earlier. It pays to keep things prioritized."What is this movie you were talking about?" Ītzpāpālōtl asked. Had she forgiven me for anything which had transpired? Bwahahaha, no way. She was taking the initiative and going with Option 1 from my earlier insane diatribe."Wait!" Sovann nearly shouted. "You nearly, I don't know, threatened Cáel's life and tried to stab Theddy and now you think you can go with us to a movie?""I told you," Timothy put an arm around his shoulder, "life with Cáel is rarely dull.""I thought you meant he was fun to party with, or something like that," Sovann looked up at his lover. "I thought his uncle showing up, and trying to kill him and then being blown the fuck away by those women and federal agents, and that other girl who pointed a gun at us, is this the new normal?""I love you, Sovann," Timothy grew compassionate. "Cáel is my best friend. He'd never deliberately hurt either of us and normal friends are something he has in short supply. Today being a great case in point."Ten seconds passed."The title is 'As Above, So Below'," Sovann addressed the avatar, "and what do we call you?"Since 'if you are not a worshiper and addressing me, I normally am about to kill you' would sound really cool in Olmec-ic, but I might be asked to translate,"How about we go with 'Obsidian', please?" I pleaded with her.She knew I was currying favor now ~ and behaving like a weather vane caught in the wall of a tornado ~ she gave a gracious bow of her head."Obsidian will do for now. Is the Legend of the dagger 'business'?" Translation: it had better not be."No," I smiled. "It's pillow talk." Rancor, 'how presumptuous', followed by 'but that dagger ups the count to three Goddess interested in him', and next to recalling all the trivial babble about me being a sexual dynamo (I prayed my PR was that good) having some relevance. Her chimera emotions allowed me to get a few more crucial words out, because even women who aren't sleeping with me are jealous."Esta mujer fue la primera en ofrecer bienes funerarios tras la muerte dee mi padre," I reinserted Theddy back into my close company. For some reason, Obsidian considered me unreliable thus had to verify what I'd just said."Did you make funerary offering upon his father's passing?" she asked Theddy. Let's think about this. The wacko chick questioning Theddy had tried to stab a huge freaking blade into her not a minute ago. Fleeing in terror while screaming for the cops? Nope."Yes. I baked him some walnut and caramel chip cookies," she nodded. "It is a family recipe." Sovann looked over the three of us, then back to Timothy."I told you 'that's impressive cocking like I've never seen before'," he explained."She may remain," Obsidian 'permitted'. Theddy wrapped up my right arm with her left and gave it a squeeze. She wanted attention/explanation."Obsidian is a Master Vampire, Theddy," I leaned in and whispered. "Before she was turned, she was captured in a raid by the fey, mentally, spiritually and physically raped and made into their sex-slave. Part of her spirit never healed properly. While this imperfection allows her to walk around in daylight, her heart can never hold on to any emotion for long, so she is forced to forever seek passion, no matter how dangerous, from the world around her."Revealing secrets? Ha. I had noticed Theddy had every work done by Laurel K. Hamilton in her place, including the comic book series."You are not supposed to know, so act like I didn't tell you anything, okay?"'Okay,' she mouthed back at me. I could see it in her eyes. My chaotic life suddenly 'made sense' to her because a best-selling fiction author said so.Obsidian thought the movie was; hilarious. She couldn't stop snickering, giggling and poking at me as horrible shit happened to the various actors. She thought the plot was 'insightful' and wouldn't stop whispering to me throughout the entire thing. During the closing credits, I told her I'd get her the DVD for Christmas ~ she knew the concept behind digital technology, but didn't own any ~ she kissed me.The first kiss was fierce and joyous with the added benefit of her tongue doing things no normal tongue could do, it stretched. Not sure how I felt about that. The second kiss was more sultry, longer and came with some accompanying body action which, I'm no virgin. Not even close. She was on my left side, so when she twisted in her seat, her left leg insinuated itself between mine. Her left hand cupped my jaw and held my head in place as her lips played along mine.A dance of the scorpion perhaps? Tender at first, then suddenly stabbing, dominant and brutal. My lips and tongue battled back, using my superior Kiss-fu to nullify her natural strength and agility. She liked it. By her moaning, she liked it a lot. As the kiss progressed, more and more of her flowed from her seat into my seat, body facing me. Her body rose over mine, forcing my neck back to maintain contact."So, Dot Ishara is hovering around somewhere close, isn't she?" I murmured as our lips separated barely a centimeter apart. One chick kissing you to make another one jealous. It's happened to me plenty of times. Obsidian didn't give a damn about Theddy, or any other mortal woman in close proximity so,"Yes," she purred. "Do you mate with her?""A man does not brag of such things, but no, unless heavy petting counts?""What will she do to you when I steal your seed?"'When'? Why was I not surprised? Why was I not surprised another concussion was in my immediate future either? Was it possible I was, learning?"Chastise me for not fighting harder," I breathed across her lips, "and, in case you forgot, I'm on a date with the girl beside me.""Who I care nothing for," she sent a cruelly playful look Theddy's way. Wisely, the girl shivered."Who I am indebted to and how I honor my debts might matter to you," I hazarded. My words hurt Theddy's feelings. That was on purpose. Obsidian took pleasure in me hurting Theddy because she was basically a vicious monster."Yes?" I pressed her gently."Yes," Obsidian allowed, easing up slightly both romantically and physically."And Theddy, if you believe I'm with you solely because of some sense of obligation, you clearly haven't been listening to your recordings," I shot the human girl a wink."Oh.""Am I, or am I not, a sex-obsessed little monkey?" I teased her. Theddy giggled. I paid for my diversion with four obsidian claws to my ribs outside of Theddy's view. After all, it wasn't like Theddy could possibly compete with her for my attention. Considering Obsidian's legendary ability to rip open her opponent's ribcages and feast upon their hearts, I slipped my left hand, the one next to her between her legs and stroked her cotton-slacks covered cunt.Theddy hugged my right arm and put her head against my shoulder. Not to be outdone," Qu  un centenar dee hombres se quemaron vivos como el sonido?" Obsidian inquired with sexually sadistic hunger. Ah, memories of burning 7P Commandos.Whoops. Theddy knew Spanish."No lo s . Ten an respiradores en," I replied casually. "Si lo desea, puedo describir lo que se siente al tirar de una flecha de guerra lanzar mi propio muslo.""Eep," slipped out of Theddy's lips."Why did you do that?" Obsidian looked over us both."Well, I was showing a little girl I believed in her,""And she shot you?" Theddy gulped."No. She hit the target I was standing next to. A co-worker mistook me for a cardboard cutout of a Jehovah's Witness and let fly. Seems she had issues with organized religion as well as a reaction to the oscillation effect of florescent lighting and ceiling fans.""But why did you pull the arrow out?" Theddy asked. "Couldn't you wait until you got to the hospital?""Mosquito," Obsidian menaced, insinuating Theddy was a pest."I wasn't thinking rationally at the moment, I work in an asylum, I had a hot date in a few hours, any of those three will do," I smiled at Theddy."Copil such as Cáel don't bother with petty human conventions," Obsidian turned my gaze back her way with her hand on my jaw. 'Copil's were 'god-touched' in her lingo."More than one girl?" Theddy mused."Four.""Okay," she sighed happily."Theddy, three under-age girls and the police office he was dating acting as their chaperone," Timothy intervened. "He hurried home so he could keep a promise to the children, not for sex." Bastard. He really was my best friend. He didn't mention my post-injury, pre-festivity sex with Odette giving me a few extra, urgently needed Brownie Points to suggest I might be a decent human being."You are a wonderful guy," Theddy ran a fingernail over my free hand. Clearly I was 'wonderful' enough to risk Obsidian's anger over. The screen went blank as the last credits scrolled away and the room was plunged into darkness. Five seconds later, the lights snapped on.Pain!"Fuck," I hissed. It wasn't any extra physical trauma causing me discomfort. No, a metaphysical dam had burst within and my stream of conscious thought had been turned into a white-water rapids. The competing cyclones of thoughts in my mind had stopped cooperating and my hypothalamus was letting me know I was in danger."Cáel", "Cáel", "Bro", and "Ishara" all came in rapid succession. I needed some space both tangible and social."I need to step outside," I eased Obsidian off me and stood up. My sense of my personal danger was ratcheting up. While I had been studying Obsidian, so I could screw her, I had discovered more and more Alal-badness.The light display had ignited a series of pressing implanted memories which had been clamoring for my attention. Things like not all 'divinities' were stewards of the Weave. Some even wanted its destruction, preferring risking all on a chaotic restructuring of reality over what existed now ~ things like Obsidian. They weren't attempting to do so because they thought they had no chance.But there was. A real serious chance to unravel reality existed; and it was staring her in the face. It wasn't 'me' as in 'I was the Anti-Christ'. But with the torrent of memories pouring forth, I knew where the peril lay and I was completely responsible for it. Hell, I was a prime ally of Armageddon and hadn't even known it.'Holy Shit!'I blinked. Timothy was shaking me. We were out in the lobby."Oh my God, Timothy," I nearly wept. "What am I going to do?""I have no idea what you are talking about. Is there someone you can talk to about this?" he suggested. Normal folks were around us. Obsidian was at my side. Sovann was behind Timothy with an arm around Theddy's shoulder."Theddy," I looked at her. "Can I catch up with you later? I just realized I've screwed up something fierce." I put my best 'really don't want to go but I gotta' face on. Her worried look brightened, she slipped around Timothy and gave me a tingling French kiss."I'll hold you to that, Cáel," she murmured when we parted."Timothy, go home, I got shit to deal with," I hoped my grin didn't become as feeble as I felt it to be."I," he started to say something. "Time not to ask questions?""Yeah.""Okay.""Wait." I pulled us to the side and went on to my toes, leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Tell Pamela 'he' sent Ajax to kill the Professor, his family and the sisters. They were the targets all along. It wasn't me, or the other women. Just in case,""Okay," Timothy patted my arm. It was cryptic. It was the best I could do. See, I wanted to cry so badly.{2:09 pm Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day}Where to begin:Every mythology across the globe has some creature, or creatures, which threatens Existence. Usually a God, or a Hero-God, slays the creature and everything is right with the world, except such a being, being older than Existence itself, can't really die, so they are carved up, buried ~ what have you.Illuyankamunus was one such manifestation of this underlying cancerous desire to destroy reality. He'd had a far more real child, SzelAnya, and she's never quite given up on her dad. Of far greater critical importance, she was 'part' of Illuyankamunus, somewhat in the way I was part of Alal and Baraqu. And yes, that meant all the offspring of Bolu, the guy I'd praised a few hours earlier, held the seeds of that malignant deity as well.And Alal knew it. He hadn't been killing off the descendants. He'd left that task up to a group far more capable of the task, the Egyptian Rite, who knew a fucking threat to existence when they saw it. Lest I forget, No secret society are the 'good guys'. Also lest I forget, I alone decided to go after the Arinniti sons to fulfill Vranus' quest. I had no divine mandate I was aware of nor any real world orders.Inadvertently, I had rounded up the last five mortal remains of Illuyankamunus in one place for convenient disposal in a remote Transylvanian town. The only problem was: if someone didn't get to them quickly, I was also about to whisk them into the loving (and heavy-armed) protective embrace of the Amazon Host, where the completion of centuries of culling would have suddenly become a cast-iron bitch instead of a simple disposal.Enter Ajax. Yeah, I bet the Egyptians were trying to figure out how I stopped him as well as Alal. I thought I was being clever by not telling most of the world. In fact, they most likely suspected; and the reality of SzelAnya watching over me was much more terrifying. Ishara had put a serious curse on the Amazons, yet her curse only affected her followers, the Amazons, who were fair game.SzelAnya had killed someone for me, and I hadn't been one of her followers. Thus I had committed a blasphemous act only a magician of some significant ability could have managed. I wasn't a sorcerer, but I had a cornucopia of mystic knowledge rolling around in my noggin. Trying to figure all this out was one of my major headaches.The others?I even suspected I knew who betrayed me ~ kinda. They didn't do it on purpose. At least I hope they didn't, because my odds-on favorite was my Mother by way of Captain Delilah Faircloth. Realistically, there was only one secret society who might help her against Grandpa and that was the Egyptian Rite, and they did send three people to Dad's funeral including two 'somebodies'. I'm an idiot.I'd chatted away in fluent New Kingdom Egyptian and it never occurred to me how odd it was for two of them to also be so fluent in it. Know it, sure, but as fluent as Kimberly had taught me to be? That should have been a Red Flag.The Earth & Sky had sent Iskender, who should have been the benchmark I judged the other delegations by, damn it.Three Condos? They'd killed my Dad and their guys had been flunkies.The 7 Pillars had been nobodies, which they'd proven by their inaction.Now I had to question why I had 3 actual  9-Clans  assassins at my dad's funeral too. Holy Ishara, I wasn't nearly paranoid enough.Anyway, why would the Amazons be aiding and abetting the End of All Life on Earth? Normally, they wouldn't be, but 3000 years ago, the majority of Human life did a colossal dump on the Amazons. And when they needed help, they got it in the form of SzelAnya and her dual-sex followers. I seriously doubt they told the Amazons their purpose was to resurrect SzelAnya's daddy. I imagine the Amazons didn't pry too much either.It turned out almost to be okay. During the 2nd Betrayal, the Amazons betrayed SzelAnya and almost short-circuited her plans by exterminating her lineage.Except for the Arinniti elders and Bolu. Good old 'except'.I can imagine when the Egyptians heard about the 2nd Betrayal, they figured they were 'okay'. Those wacky Amazons had inadvertently done the world a favor. Except an act of maternal love kept a slender hope of Illuyankamunus' return alive. By the time the Egyptians realized they'd been prematurely hopeful, Bolu's descendants were all over the Balkans and hunting them down had proven difficult.But, it gets worse. Much worse.When those Gods shattered Illuyankamunus, they scattered him in the relative certainty no one would ever gather the parts back together.His flesh was scattered across the land, modern day Turkey, but encompassing everything from Pakistan to Italy and Egypt to Poland. The flesh became soil, then plants, the things that eat plants, then food for humans. Get the picture.Whoops. SzelAnya had been doing just that for centuries upon centuries every time she mated with a mortal of Illuyankamunus' line and had offspring, they accumulated his energy, which made hunting down the few remaining ones easier to find, since they were 'beacons of badness', except...There were two key pieces missing which SzelAnya could never get. After all, you would think burying them on the far side of the world would matter, right?The 'breath of Illuyankamunus' ~ his cosmic fire ~ they buried in a volcano in a distant land far across the Great Sea. His spirit 'body' they imprisoned in a great river, again, across the Great Sea.But wait, it gets worse.The being standing next to me knew precisely where the 'breath of Illuyankamunus' was. Seems Mesoamerica is laced with volcanos. They'd discovered 'the breath' long ago and used it as a weapon called Xiuhcoatl. Better yet, Alal suspected she and her buddies were more than happy to reunite it with the rest if they thought the Weave itself wouldn't annihilate them for daring to do so.In their current, weakened state they were vulnerable to such a karmic backlash. In theory, a reborn Illuyankamunus would have access to power beyond the bounds of the Weave, older and more terrifying. Still, without the mortal remains to anchor the energy, giving it to the spirit would be pointless.Alal knew where the spirit body was (in general), but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was where it was,Of all the places the Arinniti sons could have fled to, they had to choose Brazil, the burial place of the restive spirit body of Illuyankamunus. Mother-fucker.And Ildiko 'Alkonyka' aka Dusk Lovasz had sworn she'd travel to Brazil to fulfill Bolu's side of the quest in the same way I was holding up Vranus' end. If I tried to stop her, SzelAnya would know something was up. Fuck.I was processing all of this when Obsidian violently yanked me out of the way. A cabby had swerved to avoid a flurry of trash and nearly run over us. It was the third near-concussive experience in the past five minutes she'd help me avoid while she had walked by my side. I'd been mumbling like a madman."That would be my Goddess wanting to talk with me," I looked her way."I know," she gave me a clever smile."She's really not going to like that," I shook my head."I know that too," she kept smiling. "Where is your mind?""Five lives away from making the world a safer place," I sighed."Safer for who?" she purred. Where were all the bimbos? Not only was it an insightful question, it cut straight to the heart of my dilemma.What decision could I make? If I elected to help my fellow Amazons, I risked screwing with the world. In truth, I was risking everything even if I did nothing. Well Dad was always clear that things didn't change by themselves. You needed to do something that would have an effect. So, 'What are you going to do?'More to the point, I wasn't Grandad. Killing the last five of the line of Illuyankamunus wasn't 'me', so it wasn't going to be something I'd worry about.SzelAnya wanted to bring back her Dad, I could understand that. I'd have to figure out a way for her to believe this world sticking around was more important. How? Well, I had a goddess-like creature right in front of me to probe for ideas."You are an immortal," Obsidian commented. She'd been weighing her opinion for some time. I could tell by the wonderment with which she gifted each word."What? No. I can die.""No. I don't think so. Your wounds. Normally the wounds I inflict flow freely for some time. Yours have already scabbed over," her eyes flickered to the various minor scars she'd imparted to me in the few hours we'd been together.Of course, her idea was insane, Oh God No! I was in Grandad's body. Well Duh! His body was supposed to be immortal."Are you sure?" I looked deep into her eyes."You are a young immortal, the youngest I've ever met, but you are an immortal," she seemed to be convincing herself as much as me.Stupid Assumption (on my part)! I wasn't in Alal's body. I was in Cáel's. Because the Cáel soul shard was young, Alal hadn't been able to find it because it had moved through Time, to me, sonofabitch! 'I' hadn't been around for him to find. No! I was making yet another damn assumption.What did I know? When Pamela found Baraqu, it had been in an object, not a person, though she had been short on details. When the Alal-shard went to the Land of the Endless Black Sands to bring Saku back, the Cáel-shard had been in reality, so it had been allowed to create a body, 'me'. Still, the curse Sarrat Irkalli placed on Baraqu was on Alal and myself as well, which meant I might just be immortal.My Alal-mind agreed with Obsidian's assessment. In his first years, his healing had been slow, still taking days for what took mortal people weeks. I'd stupidly attributed my swift recovery to Amazon medicines, ugh. Because I got wounded more than most Security Detail trainees while concurrently entertaining two and three sex partners."Can you talk with Dot Ishara?" I asked her."Yes, but why would I?""Sex?""We are going to have sex anyway," she smiled. I'd tricked her. Set her up with the right so I could now drop her with the left."I can bring the mbo  tat  back to life," I pledged. That was not what she was expecting at all. "If you bring the Xiuhcoatl, I can bring the flesh and we can unite the three." Mbo  tat  was the Tupi name for the legendary 'fiery serpent' of the Amazon Basin. In Portuguese, it had become Boi-tat , a will-o-wisp with a confused, Christianized mythology ~ a serpent dwelling in darkness, devouring the eyes of corpses, glowing in the forests at night."Where is the flesh?" she whispered."In his mortal children," I replied."Who?""You are a monster, Ītzpāpālōtl. I'm not going to tell you and you don't have the time to drag the information out of my mind before my allies drop on you like a nuclear detonation," I drew my body tightly to her."Why would the Amazons do this?""They are not. This is a deal between you and me," I kissed her lips. I pulled back. A few seconds later she kissed me back."Why?""My grandfather had my father murdered and I would avenge him. In the end, despite my father's Amazon heritage, my 'Sisters' will let his death go unavenged for the greater good of the Host. He was a man and they will never look beyond that ~ they will never value his life as they would that of a woman.""Your mother's father?""Yes. Cáel O'Shea of the Illuminati.""We are not at war with the Illuminati," she murmured. It was a casual observation, not a protest."You are at war with Cáel O'Shea.""He was slain.""He didn't stay dead.""You know much more than you are saying," she was finally catching on."Absolutely.""I need much more than a few names to convince my kin to help," she purred, a cocktail of sexual immersion and flesh-flaying pain."I don't work for you. You are agreeing to work for me," I was hard as iron in more than one way. Why? Boundaries. She lived in a world where only the fundamentals of reality constrained her. Having a human, no matter how polished my pedigree, or how much I might appear to be 'special', tell her 'you are not the boss' in a reasonable fashion was new and very unwelcome."What would make you think that?""My mentor taught me knowledge is a curse. It is our inability to forget, and I can see into your soul, Ītzpāpālōtl. You care not one wit for the life of an assassin. But the thought of the other 'Factors' of the 9 Clans treating you as an equal galls you almost as much as the crushing reality that you need them."You have lived 500 years in chains and I'm offering you a desperate grab at freedom," I added."Your brief glimpse of immortality gives you no insight into my existence," she bristled."Oh, how many have given up? How many have decided the fight was no longer worth it and faded from the Sunlight to make their final trip into the Underworld, never to return? Do you even visit them?" I spoke with a voice tinged with compassion and loss. I pulled upon the pitiless, blank memories of a childless Alal all those centuries and imprinted on them my own fears of fatherhood and failure."How do you know so much?" she let her fa ade crack, then blow away, in the hollowness of her own sorrow. How could I pity such a monster? I could because I was me and I wouldn't surrender that to the barbaric past and most likely horrific future. I pulled her close, resting my chin on the top of her head."You are not the first, wonderful, very bright woman who has stepped into my life, Obsidian," I whispered. "You are not even the first divinity. For all the millions of differences enforced by power and time, I think love, hate and the conflict between the two wear upon us all. If anything, you face an endless parade of hope and misery. Even if you chose to ignore it, you have seen it and perhaps it leaves its marks ~ water scarring the rocks of a riverbed."We paused. I was able to peripherally scan about and realize we'd made it to Central Park ~ the Ramble and off the beaten path."Your Goddess is a fool for not keeping you closer," she murmured."She does keep me close. You have been actively keeping me from her," I reminded my guest. "She also plays by the rules, so is of limited help in my plans for vengeance."Translation: I could enlist Ītzpāpālōtl's aid while still remaining loyal to my matron Goddess. Ishara could not provide what I needed and my Amazons wouldn't agree with my scheme, so I needed her. Three hours ago, she wouldn't have considered me a worthy supplicant, much less an allied equal, yet here she was conspiring with me to shake the foundations of Creation.Personally, I was thanking Mamitu, Destiny. Had I not been having my worst Sunday ever when we first crossed paths and then acted like a total cockhead, pissed her off and led her to holding Sarrat Irkalli's dagger, thus putting her life in my hands, and not had Timothy as a best friend, I wouldn't have taken her to the movie, and my mind wouldn't have wandered down those dark corridors of Alal's memories to piece things together.Whatever itinerary Obsidian had approached me with, my abrasive behavior had forced her to it cast aside. Dagger, movie, revelations, I was now so much more in her eyes than she had envisioned."Share my need and share with me an ounce of your sorrow," I murmured to her as I gently curled my fingers in her hair and directed her head up until she faced me."The dagger," she rumbled. While she was stroking my hard-on, I knew she was using it as a double meaning."I was pinned to an onyx sacrificial table," I began my tale. We worked off pants to mid-thigh then 'got busy'. Penetration was only going to be possible by turning her around. Ground-breaking was her ready acceptance of my instruction. I leaned against a tree, then pulled her onto my lap. She guided my phallus home.One locomotion and I sunk in deep. It was warm molasses until I hit and pressed against her cervix. For a second Obsidian trembled, then her muscles clamped down tightly, gripping my manhood firmly in a vise, keeping me still."Ah," I groaned. Obsidian had her neck twisted, so we were kissing with eye contact as I described my adventures with the Gong tau sorcerers. She shot me a quick twinkle of delight, a connection. She'd relayed physical pleasure in the way I was giving her cerebral gratification, aka hope.I rolled up her shirt, and gave both nipples a brutal tweak in response. She gasped. I was applying a little 'rough' with my tender intercourse. She rolled her tush against my groin, an invitation to double-down on my nipple-play. I kept my left hand working over each tit while working my fingernails down her abdomen. As I described the terror in old Tsu's face as he shouted out 'M iyǒu! (Mandarin for 'No!') as he recognized too late the curse he was invoking. She relished the visual of the Han necromancer's terror.'Me' smacking two fingers down on her clit earned me a squeal and a small gush of fluids on my nut-sack. Her look of astonishment was something I'd always cherish. Before me, sex was something she demanded from her followers/victims and definitely orchestrated. Her partners being fearful/worshipful must have limited their initiative."A-a-a-ah, we are being observed," she groaned, her lips less than an inch from mine. It took me a second."Which direction?" I kept pumping her, strumming her clit and treating her tit like taffy on a hot Coney Island summer afternoon. Her hooded eyes flickered to our right. I gave it ten seconds. I had to get Obsidian refocused on what I was going to do to her next, in case this was innocent voyeurism. Nope. It was Chaz.Why Chaz? See, I'm an idiot. My cryptic warning to Timothy for Pamela had been good for all of one minute. He'd called her and she'd gathered what she could and come looking for me.Why was she concerned? I was babbling to Timothy then wandering off with a 'beyond-freaky' chick I had just met named 'Obsidian' who came my way courtesy of another chick with the name of Estere.Let me see, Estere was Hashashin and for Timothy to describe someone in my life as 'beyond freaky' was bad news. Timothy was seriously worried about me and Timothy was an emotional rock ~ he didn't panic. Lest we forget, I was in a federal taskforce. A quick peek into New York traffic cameras revealed me and Obsidian wandering into Central Park from the south, so in the rescue party went, splitting up and Chaz 'lucked-out'.I still had two, no, three problems. I was really enjoying my sexual excursion with Obsidian and she was seeming to truly enjoy her experience with me. Oh, and Central Park is big, Pamela had been pressed for people, so she had pressed some unlikely participants into my rescue party."He's," smooch, "my brother, by adoption," I headed off the whole idea she'd been briefed on me already."Visual, Peacekeeper Six, OS2, L-11," Chaz muttered into his headset before taking up a casual stance on the path overlooking our trysting spot. Sex with an audience didn't bother her, so, we worked out as much action from twist, turns and two inches of in-and-out motions (she liked to keep our bodies tight) as we could. Obsidian was humming along in no time. Her vaginal walls were undulating, wearing away at my self-control.Panting, not from us,"Is he o, are they, who is she?" huffed and puffed a trio of voices from Chaz's locale. Oh. Pamela had recruited my 'Hounds'.I accidently (from a timing perspective) took that moment to grind my nails into her left nipple, pinched her clit and hammered her as hard as I could. Obsidian howled. Her vocalization exited the human realm in a cataclysmic manner.The noise scared avians a mile away into terrorized flight. Cats hissed, then raced for cover. Dogs tucked tail and ran. Streetlights a hundred yards away shattered in sprays of glass. Better yet, for the entertainment of my viewing public, she lashed out with her right hand at the closest Black Cherry sapling, exploding it into a mist of sap and pulverizing the bark and wood fiber into pulp.On the downside, her cervix gave my balls an ultimatum ~ release my seed at once, or she was going to twist off my head. My cock and balls have a long history of making decisions without me. I began lavishing her. Before I finally got the feeling I was out of the danger zone. She was back to rubbing against me and purring in blissful satisfaction."Onun g zleri," whispered Belgin, one of the Turks. 'Her eyes'?"Cáel, are you aware of the alternative nature of your liaison?" Chaz coolly cautioned me. Translation: 'mate, do you know you have your cock in a demon?'"Yeah," I coughed. I had a face full of her hair. I was working on some post-coital nuzzling along with slowly helping her get her pants back up."Ininzqueoccehpa," she hummed to me, ignoring our gathering. That was 'let's do this again'."Tehuatlcochitlehua," I replied with some fondness. She studied me for a second before deciding my term was one of endearment, thus 'you are what dreams are made of', not 'nightmares'.Obsidian had another issue to deal with. Timothy would call it a righteous cocking. Whatever it was, her hold on her human mein had slipped and her inhumanity was slipping through, mainly in her glass-like, black, multi-facetted eyes and her fingers which now ended in molten obsidian talons. On the subconscious level, her predatory nature was setting everyone close-by on edge. I could also make out the high pitched, ultrasonic pipping of her chiropteran cries ~ purpose unknown.Obsidian made her way off farther into the underbrush leaving me a few precious seconds to appreciate her retreating posterior while holstering my equipment. More people were arriving. I had one more thing to take care of before, oh look, Nikita had brought her Mom along, the NYPD Sergeant."Chaz, I need to have a quick chat with Dot before I can explain things. She's been waiting and that's unwise," I looked to the Brit. He nodded."Cáel? Mr. Nyilas? Prince?" all came my way. I relaxed as best I could. Chaz went to a body blow to stagger me, then an epic upper cut to send me to Lullaby Land.Dot & the DragonessDot and SzelAnya, in dragon form, were waiting as I tumbled forward. By the state of my haziness, I knew my unconsciousness wouldn't last long."You gave her your seed," came the accusation."Yes," I staggered, "and now you should be able to track her," I pointed out the bonus part of the arrangement. No comment."I've got to make this quick, SzelAnya, I've found your father, geographically speaking," I dropped the bomb."Don't," Dot Ishara commanded. After all, she and her divine cohorts had done the killing and corpse-dividing eons ago. Undoubtedly, they'd executed their own oaths to one another to 'never reveal what they had done' as well."Too late," I shook my head. SzelAnya's attention was magnetized. "I owe you and I'm paying my debts. I'm not blind to the dangers, believe me.""You have no idea what power you are invoking," Dot's undercurrent of displeasure was the worst I'd experienced."Wrong. I've got thousands of years of Alal boiling around in my head, Plus the rest of you betrayed her 2600 years ago. It doesn't mean I have to. And now, given the chance, I'm not. Even if you kill me, she's got enough toBack in the Ramble"Really expect me to believe," Nikita's mom was growling."Man down," I waved a weak arm skyward."Mr. Nyilas, what is going on here?" the Sergeant addressed me. I was reclining in a circle of my 'Hounds'; most were kneeling. Chaz was in a tiny bit of trouble for having clocked me."Umm, thanks for coming out and looking for me. I assure you, Mr. Tomorrow did what he did as a matter of his professional duties ~ intelligence gathering." As I struggled to stand, my ladies helped me. I saw Pamela with three Hounds coming up fast from one direction and Virginia with three more coming from the other. The gang was all here.The mutterings in non-English tongues suggested a bit of explaining was already going on."You've been bleeding," Nikita pointed out with an unspoken 'again'."This?" I pulled my shirt out and looked at the first bloodstain of my encounter. "This is the just the start of the bad news." I shed my windbreaker and then t-shirt.The professionals shouldered aside the others to take a closer look."All of these are from noon and less than an hour ago," I identified the damage. Sarge was skeptical. Chaz, Nikita and Virginia less so."They look older," the senior lawman noted."I've been curious about that," Chaz frowned."I've inherited my Grandfather's curse. My soul fragment was in the 'Here and Now' twenty-three years ago while his was, 'over there', so I was allowed to come into creation. According to my recently departed guest,""You are immortal," Virginia mumbled to finish the thought. Had the speaker not been a member of the FBI, who knows how the thought would have been received."From the memories I've been gifted with," I tapped the tiny divot on my forehead, "his healing abilities started out rather slowly too. I certainly don't want to test this theory, so no worries there," I scanned the group."How do you explain seeing your Grandfather in Hungary and again in Rome?" Virginia wondered."Again, that woman who just left," I got out."Was no woman," Nuray, another one of my Turkish Hounds interrupted. "Her eyes..." she tried to explain, "and look what she did to that tree," she pointed to the greatest piece of evidence of supernatural wrongdoing. The other two witnesses nodded."We all saw the same thing. Her eyes were, bottomless, definitely not human," Belgin affirmed. The veteran players looked to Chaz."She had a collapsed nose-bridge, lacked a blink response, her dental work was carnivorous and her tongue was extremely clipped and showed prehensile qualities," he reported calmly. Pause. Chaz was a freaking intelligence operative, after all."If her hands were a type of glove weaponry, I've never seen it s like before. While I know it is possible for a human to exert the force-pounds necessary to snap a two inch diameter tree trunk in one blow, it is a rare skill and requires intense discipline. This appeared to be done spontaneously, without preparation of any kind and as a reaction to other stimuli," he added."It was also your assessment he needed to be knocked unconscious?" Nikita's mom countered."Mr. Nyilas' psychological constructs are something the whole team has to work around. At times, he seeks 'insight' from his mind in a deliberately unconscious/non-sleep state," he replied."He claims to be talking with spirit powers. I know when he returns to consciousness, he delivers useful intelligence. I'm not a psychologist, psychiatrist, or psychic. I don't know why his mind functions that way. I do know results. And I know I work with people who would achieve those results by other means if it were at all possible. Since we haven't found another method, we accept that from tim

Guardian Goddess in Manhattan.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels."Our Princess grew up around a woman whose keen intellect we rely on to protect us from unseen enemies," Saint Marie's voice became deeper and more threatening. "At the age of ten, she," Saint Marie looked my way as my hand shot up mimicking Aya's identical plea for attention."Yes Ishara?" Saint Marie chose to acknowledge me."She's nine.""Fine. At the age of nine, she earned an honorific, Mamētu me eda, which I didn't accomplish until my 19th year." 'Yes Ladies, I'm an epic bad-ass and I've been out-performed by a child'."She was kidnapped along with the Head of House Ishara. They tortured her by clipping off two of her digits, one at a time, then seared the damage with a blowtorch. She gave them nothing. At the end of the encounter, the two of them managed to defeat thirty Seven Pillar's commandos, over fifteen she disabled personally.""After killing nearly half as many enemies as the 35 I have personally dispatched in my entire career, she crossed a mile and a half of barren rock in the midst of a Category 4 Typhoon. Cáel Ishara only helped her half of the way because he was engaged with the last two members of the Seven Pillar's team.""I have utter confidence the madness here today, while assisted by House Epona and Ishara, was the brainchild of Krasimira. I say 'assisted' because Cáel Ishara spared Kwenhamai's life on the battlefield. Katrina Epona removed Kwenhamai from Romanian custody to keep her out of the hands of those who wished us harm. I was aware Kwenhamai was in New York, but not her precise location.""My read on the situation is this:"Aya of Kururiyahhssi was aware of Kwenhamai and Krasimira's plot to adopt her into the bloodline of the first Amazon.""She was not aware of Kwenhamai's plan to exit the Host in the manner she chose. I read the shock and pain in, Aya's face.""Our Princess has not given me a single order and I am the only voice here today that matters, I am the Golden Mare and the Council has consistently failed to agree on a Regency.""Krasimira, why have you done this?" Saint Marie abruptly asked for either a denial, or acquiescence of her perception of events."As directed by the Ancestors, the statute of a goddess of a First House was recast then returned to her perpetual spot. It brought new light to a dark, sacred and painful place. In that moment I realized that for the first time in nearly 3,200 years, the descendants of every Amazon gathered before the walls of Wilusa (Troy) had been reunited.""I was troubled. Was this a portent the augurs couldn't divine? In their council (the augurs) then came up with the words 'speak to our eldest'."Oh shit, the rest of the Council was racking their minds trying to figure who was the oldest surviving Amazon. I knew for a fact they were overlooking the two top candidates."I sought out the eldest Amazon alive. They claimed to not have the answer for my worries. She had far more numerous things weighing on her mind such as her intimate demise. Though I hated sharing the same air with her, I asked her to tell me her greatest regret.""I had given up on the Amazon Race until an Amazon reminded me, through martial effort, valiant spirit and a kind heart, I was wrong to abandon my faith with my people. Now I will die, unable to pass on my renewed hope because the one Amazon I would trust with my legacy is equally childless.""I asked her the name of this Amazon she felt was worthy of her legacy. Then I informed her she was wrong and the Amazon in question did indeed have a daughter. She asked to meet the daughter,""Last night I requested the presence of a female child residing with members of House Epona," the Keeper of Records looked up at the Golden Mare. "I provided neither the resident female (Caitlyn, Aya's Mother), or the House Head with an explanation."Female childSince my revival, Amazons were using 'female' child a lot more often. This meant, the motheer had never told her daughter farewell. The true fate of Aya of Epona would never officially be recorded. She has been born, but never recorded as an Amazon of her true House."The three of us met alone. The two embraced; birth mother and daughter. The eldest of us proclaimed she saw the light of Kururiyahhssi in her daughter's eyes. Words were exchanged. The child agreed to be adopted then departed. Further arrangements were made without the child's knowledge as we have recently observed.""I testify that there is only one Amazon alive today who knows what transpired and I will take those conversations to my grave. Does that suffice?" Krasimira finished. I was already regurgitating my mental quandary with my Isharans. Was Aya really a daughter of Kururiyahhssi?"I will leave it to the others to contemplate your, bizarre actions, Krasimira," Saint Marie frowned. "As for the rest of you, Aya has impressed me. If she has not impressed you, I do not care. I think she is definitely influenced by those two," Saint Marie motioned to Katrina and me. "It is a given since Katrina was of her blood and she has risked much in the presence of a man she calls 'Atta' and he calls 'Duma'.""Katrina is a cold, heartless snake and I am convinced she is one of the best 'First Bearer of the Sun Spear through the Halls of Night and Death' the Host been served by in a long, long time.” Saint Marie paused then looked at me while she said; “ Cáel is a fool who leads with his heart when he should let better women take charge. Fortunately for the rest of us, he is reliably successful despite his multitude of handicaps."Was I upset about being insulted? No. The truth hurts and a Man needs to learn to roll with the punches. Buffy I could deal with. Katrina most likely appreciated being associated with a dangerous reptile. Saint Marie hadn't forgotten Katrina threating Saint Marie's daughter that was for sure."I am considering much of what our Princess would like me/us to do, because it is based in keen insight and well-reasoned thought. She wishes to spare our sons so we will have more warriors in the fight. We have already added men to Havenstone and one to the Council, as was the Will of the Ancestors.""Let me see, she wishes a bodyguard of fourteen (2 First House and 1 from Africa, Asia, Europe and North & South America, the Amazon presence in Australia was minimal and I doubted they would bring someone up from Antarctica, plus the seven matching Runners) without removing permanent members of any House and allowing all Houses to have access to our future Queen. I approve. It is a fine idea and I wish I had thought of it.""Should we add Runners directly into the Royal House? She doesn't think so and I feel this decision shows a remarkably insightful into the long history of our People and protects the Council's sensitivity on such matters. I approve.""Placing our sons into the care of the Royal House? We need to free up as many sisters as possible. Men under the care of the Royal House will be tradesmen and help-mates. Not a single weapon will be in their hands. If none of you have realized herlike will take two decades to implement, it only increases my eagerness to see her become 'casted'."Aya's hand shot up again.Yes?""I would hope the Council, or the Regents, will consider a 'like' which is not mine. It is a man's and it should be of no surprise the idea is Cáel's.""If you feel it holds merit, Aya, tell us," Saint Marie deferred."The 9 Clans have shown some interest in a children exchange programs among our youth as it would provide new techniques we can add to our arsenal an a new avenue to experiment with new ideas. I find the idea to be promising as the Host takes part in affairs beyond our own immediate needs. It would also supply partners between families to be shared for a season or two."Translation: Amazon women could breed with men of allied Secret Societies to reduce our dependence on our own, much smaller, male population. In the short term, it would go a long way to rectifying the Host's child-bearing problems.The Council's quarrelsome behavior was biting them in the ass big time. Saint Marie was right, the only opinion that mattered was hers until the Council elected a Regency. Had we not been at war, the Council would have ruled, but we were, so we took orders from the Golden Mare. Even if the High Priestess had been alive, she would have deferred to our designated War Leader on most things."Cáel Ish, Cáel Wakko Ishara is a very dangerous and devious male, Aya. Be careful of any council he gives," Saint Marie's caution was more playful than menacing."I'll be okay," Aya peeped. "He doesn't have sex with any woman until she is eighteen." That wasn't what the Golden Mare was cautioning her about. We all knew it. Aya was working to defuse a sticky bit of mental juggling, listening to a man's advice."On that we can agree," Saint Marie conceded. "Back to what I would 'like' to say. The New Directive is being implemented. I feel it goes beyond the purview of my mandate. I will leave it for the Regency to deal with. Katrina and Tessa have already invested in the groundwork in this endeavor, so I will endorse it if that is the decision of the Regency.""I have zero desire to add a single Runner to the Security Detail. I will open up slots in the training program if that is what the Regency demands. Each House's policy for dealing with the First Directive is their business, not mine. If any of you wish to consider something the Princess considers to be important, so be it. The idea of 1,000 Isharans does not appeal to me. Look how much trouble their tiny numbers have already caused us and take heed."Buffy began growling, which amused/worried the Houses on either side of us. Unlike me, Buffy didn't 'roll with the blows' and considered all manner of insults to me, House Ishara and her Isharan sisters to be answerable with violence. I loved her so. There was also no way I'd let her go after Saint Marie. The Golden Mare would crush her; I had no doubt."The unwelcome blood feud: are both House Heads ignorant of my forbiddance of such things? Apparently so. Both defied me by tossing insults back and forth. Considering we are at war with two of the most powerful Secret factions, I am angered by both for their idiocy.""The solution the Princess likes is rather novel," Saint Marie was punishing both Messina and me with her low voice and fiery gaze. Krasimira coughed."Yes?" Saint Marie suspended her anger."The suggested resolution is not without precedence," Krasimira spoke with a scholarly detachment. "In our early days, the Host settled such disputes in Spring and Fall gatherings by contests of foot speed, hunting, horsewomanship, archery and wrestling. If we revive the tradition, the competing Houses could nominate one woman for each contest to settle the matter. Only the hand-to-hand match would risk either contestant's health.""I will consider it and render judgement before the Sun sets today," Saint Marie nodded. "The final like pleases me greatly. Dealing with the 52 of you is, Cáel?"I was on the spot. I couldn't let down my fan base of one, Aya. Perhaps it was five, Buffy (who would never admit it), Daphne (who liked me), Katrina (because she liked fucking with my head) and Desiree (who was less likely to admit she found me funny than Buffy).I felt I gave a decent effort."'A ginormous pain in my hemorrhoids?' the basic one.""'More painful than having my cornea scrapped with a spoon?' more gruesome.""'Enough to make me want to give Sakuniyas a surprise French kiss?' most likely to be fatal.""'Worse than waking up to discover I'm related to Cáel Wakko Ishara?' most horrifying, for both of us.""'Inspiring me to toss it all away and take up Professional Bikini Mud Wrestling?' a personal fantasy of mine.""Why do we put up with him again?" one House Head remarked."Because I am worried that one," motioning to Buffy, "will stab me in the elevator after a meeting.""My First, are you acting psychotic around the Council members?" I looked over my shoulder at Buffy."Wakko Ishara, it is not an act. I am psychotic," she responded deadpan."Are you still packing that thermite grenade?""No Wakko Ishara. Daphne stole it from me and hid it," was her quick delivery."I love working with you two," Daphne whispered."What is it with you, your unsubtle sexual innuendo and me in a bikini?" Saint Marie stared at me."I find the combination of brilliance and lethality sexy. Just ask Elsa," I grinned. Then I grimaced as Buffy stomped on my toes. The House Heads and Apprentices on either side of me noticed and clearly expected me to do something, like to show outrage (because she was my underling), or start crying (because I was a guy)."Prestige," Daphne hissed quietly. "Prestige." She was reminding Buffy that beating me up in public made the other Amazons think even less of me than they already did."I will go with (B), the cornea scrapping," Saint Marie gave me a nod."Damn it," I muttered. I also got my foot out of the way before someone did any more damage to my phalanges.'Best Daddy Ever,' Aya mouthed to me. Back to the main action."It is not my place to order the rest of you to elect Shawnee, Rhada and Buffy to be the Regency. I do admit I admire the mixture of candidates," Saint Marie declared. I shot Rhada a quick look. She seemed really, really enamored of the idea of being part of the Regency, thus staying in New York for the next decade, or so."Before the idea is rejected out of hand, I suggest we ask the three people our Princess would like to be part of the Regency if they would accept the nomination," the Golden Mare continued. "Shawnee Arinniti?""I bow to the logic and reason of the proposal," Shawnee replied."Rhada Meenakshi?""I wish to join my sisters in battle, yet I accept the reasoning behind the proposal," Rhada nodded. "If my Head of House agrees, I will stay and do my part for our People." What was she saying to me? 'You are going to whip me, beat me, torture me, humiliate me and push me to beyond the limits of any pain I have experienced until I pass out ~ repeatedly'."I despair of finding any other compromise," Mahdi frowned. "If my Apprentice understands the greater difficulty she will face gaining prestige among her House-mates, I will consent to this proposal." Essentially a 'yes'."Buffy Ishara?""I was really looking forward to ripping the spines out of still living foes, but I would be a fool to go against Aya of Kururiyahhssi's smarts. If Wakko Ishara wants to walk out of this room unassisted, he will see the wisdom of this decision as well," she gave me a shark's smile. Daphne had surpassed her limit and punched Buffy."Hell ya, I agree," I exclaimed. "Now I know there will be certain times of the day when she isn't stalking me.""I'll work more pain into our limited schedule," Buffy grumbled."Are we sure he is the House Head and she is the Apprentice?" Yet another House Head joined the 'shit on me' train.It was telling of our group dynamic how we accepted the Pyramid of Pain. The underlings dispensed advice and violence as they felt necessary without their 'superior' getting pissy about it. Buffy felt totally justified hitting me and accepted being hit by Daphne, who continued to act unimpeded as Buffy's rapid-fire translator."If I was House Head, I'd handcuff him to me," Buffy clarified for her."What she said," I pointed a thumb Buffy's way. I'd have used a finger, but she might have grabbed, twisted and made me scream in pain."Perhaps the Council can vote on this as their second order of business," Saint Marie cloaked her command as a suggestion."Cáel Wakko Ishara, can I ask you a personal question?" Kohar of Marda caught my attention."Shoot, wait, probably not the best terminology in this crowd. Ask away," I replied."Have you faced a House challenge yet?""Yes. Just last night in fact. We free-climbed the north-face of Havenstone. I beat the next closest contender by three floors. I also had Princess Aya on the roof dropping bricks on anyone who attempted to get past me.""That means he isn't going to answer you," Beyoncé  interpreted for my audience."Can't you ever take these meetings seriously?" Febe Mielikki glowered."La, Febe, in the past few minutes I have watched the person I love most in the world get her life shat on," I shook my head."The only thing worse than seeing this happen to Aya is knowing this is her sole opportunity to not lose her soul, so I'm sucking up my heart's pain and putting forward a jester's persona so I don't put any more pressure on her than she's already been subjected to. Like me, she doesn't want the distinction of being a Person of Note.""Like me, she knows she must sacrifice her dreams for the sake of our People, the Amazon Host. Trust me, you would rather have 'me, the jester' than 'me, the Amazon' furious with the destiny that has foisted this pain on her'. Do any of you take responsibility for forcing the events of this morning?" I growled. If they wanted to see the other side of the Janus, so be it."Had you chosen a Regency in the fucking weeks you've been bickering, Kwenhamai could have been dealt with privately. The fate of the Royal House could have been put off a few years. Had you not all been so dead-set on being heroines of the Host, three of you would have sacrificed your bloodlust, your birthright and the future accolades you could recite on your final night (before taking themselves to the cliff), but none of you did.""Instead, you set the stage for dumping all of your indecisiveness on the slender shoulders of a nine year old girl most of you had written off as too fractured and frail to survive her 12th year only three months ago. So Febe how do you like the honest 'me'?" I finished off furiously.It was not lost on anyone in the chamber I was an Amazon raging against the cruelty of fate. Every other bitch in the room knew they had discarded my daughter's life as trivial and I was prepared to unleash violence on the next one to show an ounce of disrespect over Aya's surrendering of her destiny and my grief at failing to find a way to stop this from coming to pass. St Marie had just reminded them that I was 'reliably" successful despite my handicaps. Not an enemy anyone in the room wanted any part of. Saku would have been proud.A Note:I have been remiss in informing my readers of the names of the 53 Houses, even though I created it some time ago. I have made a few alterations to the original version as I've had to rethink certain parts of this tale, but here is the list I now use.List of Goddesses:The First Twenty Houses in no particular order :1) Ishara, Oaths, Medicine and War (to North America) (died out 450 CE; Reborn in 2014)2)   (Deceased) Anat, Goddess of War, Fury and Blood Sacrifice (died out 6th cent. BCE) ~ possibly resurrected by Sakunyias3) Anahit, water, wisdom and war (to North America)4) Arinniti, Sun Goddess (to North America)5) Hanwasuit, Sovereign Goddess6) Illuyankamunus, Dragon God (to North America) (Special Case)7) Inara, the Hunter Goddess8)  au ka, fertility, War, healing9) Kamrusepa, Healing medicine magic (to Africa)10) Lelwani, Goddess of the Underworld (to Africa)11) Hapantali, Pastoral Goddess.12) Hatepuna, Sea Goddess (to India)13) Hannahannah, Mother Goddess14) Moirai, Fate15) Selardi, Lunar Goddess (to Africa)16) Nammu, Primordial Sea, sailing, sailors (to India) (to Indonesia)17) Uttu, Goddess of plants (to Africa)18) Lahar, Cattle Goddess (to Africa)19) Ereshkigal, Queen of the underworld (to India)20) Istustaya and Papaya, Twin Goddesses of Destiny (to North America)Additional Houses, founded in Europe:(Code: Sc = Scythian; T = Thracian, P, Phrygian, C = Celtic, R = Roman, Sl = Slavic)21) (Sc) Marda, the One-Eyed Goddess/Vengeance {fantasy creation}22) (Sc) Farānak, A Scythian Goddess also known as the Lynx Goddess and the Silent Huntress (Dora)23) (Sc) Stolgos, Monstrous Slayer of Greeks (known to the Greeks as the Gorgon Stheno) {semi-historical}24) (T) Cotyttia, Thracian Goddess of Sex, War and Slaughter (to North America)25) (T) Bendis, Thracian Goddess of the Moon and Hunting.26) (T) Semele/Rajah, Thracian Goddess of the Earth and Birth (to India)27) (T) Hylonome, Centaur Goddess28) (P) Cybele, Phrygians Earth Goddess on Lion's throne (to the Amazon)29) (C) Andraste, War Goddess; also Goddess of the Moon and Divination; 'the Rabbit Goddess'30) (C) Epona, Horses (to North America)31) (C) Cyhiraeth, Goddess of springs whose war cry precedes death (to Africa)32) (C) Maeve, War Goddess, the Enslaver of Men33)   (Deceased) (C) Nantosuelta, Earth, Fire and Fertility (died out 1st cent. BCE)34) (C) Artio, the Bear Goddess (to North America)35) (C) Nemain, Goddess of War and Panic36) (R) Minerva, Roman Goddess of War & Strategy37)   (Deceased) (R) Diana, Hunting and Archery (died out in India 16th cent. CE)38) (Sl)  iva, Love and Fertility49) (Sl) Morė, Goddess of harvest, witchcraft, winter and death (to North America)40) (Sl) Zorja, The twin Guardians (Evening/Morning Stars)41)   (Sl) Oźwiena, fame and glory (died out in 1944)42)   (Sl) Koliada, Sky Goddess and deity of sunrises/dawn (died out 17th cent CE)43) (F) Mielikki, Goddess of the Hunt44) (N) Ska i, giantess, Goddess of bow-hunting, skiing, winter, and mountainsAdditional Houses, founded in In dia:45) (I) Mookambika, Demon Slayers46) (I) Bhadra, Goddess of the Hunt (to Indonesia)47) (I) Meenakshi, The Liberator (Rhada and Madi's House)48) (I) Durga (Dark Mother) (to Indonesia)49) (I) Chandala Bhikshuki, Queen of Night, Death, Destruction and Rebirth50) (I) Jaya (Goddess of Victory)51)   (I) Chelamma, the Scorpion Queen (died out 16th cent.)Additional Houses, founded in Africa:52) (A) Oshun, (Yoruba Goddess of Love, Sexuality, Beauty and Diplomacy; Lady of the Orisha ~ life spirits)53) (A) Yemonja, Mother of Rivers (to the Amazon)54) (A) Oba, Goddess of Betrayal and Exile55) (A) Ox ssi, Goddess of Hunting, Forests, Animals and Wealth56) (A) Jengu, Goddess of Jungles and Water SpiritsAdditional Houses: founded in North America(NT = Native Tribal)57) (NT) Uusheenhiton (noo'uusooo' heeninouhuusei hitoniho') (Arapaho), Storm Horse Sister {fantasy creation}58) (NT) Gahe, Apache (supernatural spirits who live in the mountains)Prospective House:59) New, (Hittite) SzelAnya, the Dragon's DaughterCurrent Number of Central Houses:12 in North America (9+Ishara from Europe and 2 native)10 in Africa (6 from Europe and 5 native)3 in Amazonia (1 from Africa and 2 from Europe)8 in India (3 from Europe and 7 native)3 in Indonesia (2 from India and 1 from Europe)17 in Europe6 Deceased{7:35 am Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day}Right where we left offMy rage over Aya wasn't called into question or challenged. Practicality had trumped tradition in the inevitable Amazon fashion. The only one elevated in anyone's eyes was Aya. Krasimira's apparent political adventurism was probably hard for the others to deal with. But in context, only Mahdi, Katrina and Saint Marie had seen her denounce Hayden, so this seemed a new side of Krasimira to most people in the room.Krasimira wasn't the spiritual authority, that was Hayden. She wasn't the Generalissimo, that was Saint Marie. Katrina and I were both appointed officials, we retained our House status. Saint Marie would die a member of House Inara and join her ancestors with pride. Her litany of accomplishments were well known to the Host.But Krasimira? She would die a member of House Cybele unheralded. The Keeper of Records recorded the feats of others, not their own. Nearly two generations ago, a young Krasimira had joined the Keeper's House as a guardian to an un-remembered (save by her) augur. The augur passed and she took up other duties within the house.When the old Keeper faced her final months, she elevated Krasimira to her spot. High Priestess Hayden had approved the choice without really knowing who Krasimira was. (No one outside the House of the Keeper had personal bonds with her anymore.) Seamlessly, she had sat in the old Keeper's seat and the Council kept chugging along.For the past eight years, she had sat quietly at Hayden's side and only speaking when addressed. Mostly, she did nothing overt. The actual note-taking was done by an underling. The Keeper took her own private notes squirreled away in her mind, to be written when she was by herself. Those notes would be handed over to her successor, for the Keepers' eyes and theirs alone.I don't think Krasimira knew me in particular when she dutifully followed Hayden into these chambers the day my death, or life in a cage, was bantered about. It was the day we first crossed paths. She would have known of Shawnee's request for the tooth of an Isharan, though she lacked the authority to ask why. (She wasn't a voting member of the Council.)But when Shawnee made her claim, Krasimira hadn't balked in her support, despite the oddity of Shawnee's declarations, I was indeed Ishara and my sisters could not dispose of me. The outrage of the others meant nothing to her. She pursued her obligations with true Amazon fearlessness both inside and outside of the Council.On the night of the 2nd Betrayal, a Keeper had sat there in silence as her fellow Amazons, the Ash Men, were sentenced to an unjust death. She'd had neither the numbers nor the authority to alter events, what else could she have done?So the Keepers kept track of the names of nineteen 'unaccounted for' Ash Men. For what purpose? An episode of Amazon history no one would ever want to revisit? Yet in my hour of need, coming back 2,600 years was the name 'Vranus of Ishara', sitting only a few keystrokes away. No one, save a few Arinniti diehards, wanted to know the truth of the Amazon Ash Men; and even they didn't want to remember us as individuals. To them, Vranus existed as a notation on the secret Charter of the Arinniti Sons.To Krasimira, Vranus had been a living, breathing warrior of the Host, not even dead, still mythically fighting the enemies of our race because his death had never been officially recorded. With my appearance, I stood in mute testimony to his death, and that of his sons and their sons for a damn long time.Still, I hated playing catch-up.With the Amazon custom of adoption, had no one asked if another possible Isharan heritage still persisted?I would bet they had. And I'd bet they had sought for that knowledge in the Rolls of the Host, always finding that pathway devoid of hope. But if the Keeper had known, why had she kept quiet?Pride, shame, Krasimira's words: we show anger when we should show humility. We are proud of our shame. We are arrogant of our weaknesses. We have heaped insult upon insult on our ancestors, yet are now aghast that they turn away from us, I had confused her soliloquy with that of an accusation, not the long held understanding of her office.Even staring extinction in face, the modern Host hadn't truly accepted the answer, the line of Vranus. Faced with the truth, the Amazons would have 'forgotten' the descendants of Vranus all those centuries ago in the same way they 'forgot' all the other Ash Men on the day I was brought into the Host.But the Keepers did something more than maintain the rolls and records of the Amazons, more than watch over the augurs and make sure their messages made it to the proper ears. They safeguarded the truth. No matter what the Council decided and the High Priestess commanded, the Keepers remained honest stewards of the real history of the Amazons.Why?The Amazons were terribly practical and the truth could run contrary to the needs of political reality. Honesty wasn't a highly stressed Amazon virtue, loyalty was. So was bravery. And thus generation after generation of Keepers had lied to the Council and the High Priestesses. Every time those august personages had committed something to 'the nothingness', the Keepers had defied them and not forgotten.The first heads of the first twenty houses had surrendered their names for the unity of their people, but the Keepers remembered. All twenty of those women had been of the Amazon tribe of the Pala people living on the southern coast of the Black Sea when the Trojan Wars began. Over time, their true blood descendants had founded new houses and been adopted into others.Aya was truly a daughter of Kururiyahhssi; I had no doubt of that anymore. Had she not shared the same blood as the first Amazon, Krasimira wouldn't have brought Aya and Kwen together. Resurrecting an ancient tradition in a complicated fallacious coup attempt wasn't in her; nor was such a maneuver even a necessity. The Host would elect a Regency eventually and Saint Marie was handling the war in a highly competent fashion.So Krasimira hadn't sought out the heirs of Vranus, yet when one appeared, she welcomed 'him'. And when she stepped into the President's office with Hayden while waiting for me to be brought upstairs to face judgement that night, I imagined sending Hayden to the cliffs was the farthest thing from her mind.The rest were playing politics, gender politics, and couldn't see the truth staring Krasimira in the face. The truth was a bitch and didn't play favorites, or worry about the sensibilities of others. Krasimira had seen her sisters refusing to acknowledge the ugly reality they had created for themselves.Krasimira wasn't an advocate for Ishara, that was my job, and my crappy performance was something between Dot and me. She wasn't an advocate for the males and the New Directive. That was what Katrina was for. No, like a hundred Keepers before her, Krasimira was the silent sentinel for the Truth and, the Truth didn't care about anything but the Truth."The assassin is indeed in this room. Its name is Amazon was a rather grand pronouncement from the Chief Librarian, wasn't it? Krasimira didn't chastise Hayden. That wasn't her place. Technically, neither was she disputing Hayden's ability to rule.This wasn't the climax of a dinner-theater 'Who Done It'. The crime before the High Priestess was High Treason and I was the pre-ordained guilty party. My 'ally', Katrina Epona, had not been an advocate for my defense. No. Again in my Hour of Need it was Krasimira.Lacking any true authority, she had defied her sisters and made her definitive statement. What truly transpired was Krasimira staring Hayden straight in the eyes and saying 'you cannot lie your way out of this one, High Priestess. We (as in all the Keepers past and present) will not let you'.Had she used those words, Saint Marie would have gotten around to asking what Krasimira meant. Krasimira would have rather died, because once those bitches discovered their nerdy sisters hadn't erased a damn thing in 3,000 years, they would insist they do so immediately. Krasimira wasn't about to do that. Thanks to the chaos surrounding Hayden's departure, no one had confronted her over her crucial action.To put it more precisely, the Golden Mare had been too busy and Mahdi had been wrapped up in Hayden's Decree and the resulting pressure on the Heads of House to pick the Regency. Katrina was probably a case of I'm not going to ask you so you don't have to lie to me. The only other living person in the room when Hayden's fate was sealed was me, and I'd had my hands full as well.I had to think about what I should and could do. I couldn't beat her up over Aya anymore than I could punish my Isharans for their misplaced arrogance. I decided to extend a 'thank you'; and not only for myself, but for every conceited bitch who had ever sat at this table, or all the other physical mediums the Council had used before this one.We held three votes: The Council couldn't collectively decide on how to implement Aya's other likes (1), so they agreed on her suggestion for a Regency instead (2). The final vote was to set a date for the next Council meeting (3). A date within 9 days of the Winter Solstice with the Regency to decide the precise date and give the House Heads two weeks warning.The last calamity at the meeting was initiated by a question of etiquette."How do we address the Princess at Council meetings?" the Head of House Hanwasuit inquired of Krasimira."There is no precedent for addressing the Iwaruwa alone. By our laws, she is not truly Dumalugal Aya either. She is Nasusara," Krasimira responded. Queen."She is a child," a third House Head declared, "not an Amazon.""No," Mahdi shook her head. "A, Aya is 'un-casted'. She bears an honorific presented to her by the leader of an established stronghold (Summer Camp) and confirmed by the Golden Mare minutes ago.""Congratulations my mamētu me eda," I winked to my past and present Princess, "you've just become a single-digit aged teenager.""Go Aya," Daphne and Buffy whispered behind me. Aya raised her hand, waiting for Saint Marie's recognition.However, Saint Marie moved steadily forward, declaring: "Until the Regency alters my decision, I decline assigning anyone to the Iwaruwa (heiress) whose sole purpose would be to stop her from sneaking off to endure her 12th Year Test. I judge it to be better we know where we placed her as opposed to failing to outsmart her as she needlessly proves to the Host she is, in fact, already an Amazon of the Host." Aya lowered her hand.Thus,'Yes, Aya is an Amazon of the Host' and 'Aya will take her 12th Year Test because she wants to take it, won't let us talk her out of taking it and the rest of us had better accept it'."So, she is our Queen then?"No one appeared to have an answer. Aya raised her hand once more."Yes?" the Golden Mare smiled down at her."Am I in charge?" Aya's other hand squeezed Saint Marie's as she spoke in a barely audible voice."Perhaps.""If I was in charge, I would like it if there was a law that declared the Queen of the Amazons would be officially represented by a Regency until she becomes casted, and antedate the law by one hour so this never, ever comes up again," Aya kept looking up at Saint Marie."Aya," Katrina exhaled.The council chamber was a mixture of awe, resentment and amusement. If Aya was Queen, she could make such a law. The Queen-ship was a Bronze Age autocratic institution designed to provide leadership to a 'state' in near-constant warfare with is neighbors.It was guided by oral traditions and military necessity, not written laws. As long as the queens provided successes on the battlefield and through diplomacy, she was deemed fit to rule. The traditional way of choosing a House Head was the same for the Royal House, the ruling Queen chose an heir.In the long list of Queens, less than half had been the 'eldest' child. No, those ancient War Leaders picked the bravest, smartest and most successful daughters to succeed them. Their wisdom in those selections showed in the fact the Amazons had held off a male-dominated world for over 600 years before fatally marching off to answer an ally's call to fight in the Trojan War."I advise against it," Saint Marie shook her head. "You are young. You are also the only Royal we have. Duty demands and sisters must always answer their sister's call."Translation: Aya was an adult now. It was similar to the first lesson Pamela gave me upon learning I was Ishara. We lived with bitches, it doesn't pay to play nice with bitches."Thank you," Aya nodded. She was 'thanking' Saint Marie for the lesson, no matter how hard it was to accept. Krasimira coughed."Now that the matter is settled," she spoke. The matter wasn't settled. Krasimira was steamrollering the discussion. "What do we call you?", to Aya."I, oh," in a very small voice. Aya's brow furrowed and her tiny nose wiggled. "I wish to be known by the legacy of my Anna (mother) and Atta (me, Cáel). I will be Assiyai hamai.""Love song?" Daphne murmured to Buffy."Assiyai hamai?" Krasimira asked for clarification. 'Love-song' was hardly the name of a 'fierce' Amazon Queen."The only other name I could come up with was Markappidusmene, which seemed less auspicious," she meeped. Markappidusmene meant 'Tiny Smile'."Perhaps Talliyahulla would be more auspicious?" Saint Marie nudged Aya. 'War Cry'."Oh no!" Aya balked. "That's your job.""What do you think your job is?" the Golden Mare questioned, suddenly realizing she'd made the mistake of making assumptions where Aya was concerned."To go to the cliffs with twice as many Amazon daughters, each equal to the likes of Saint Marie, Katrina, Oneida, Buffy, Elsa, Kohar and Tad fi as exist today. We must not 'survive', or simply replenish our numbers."We must become stronger because the World is a terribly messed up place," she raised her wounded hand and splayed her digits for the others to see the two she was missing, "and has become too small for us to seek safety in hidden freeholds any longer. If we cannot hide, we must rule openly. We are Amazons. Having no equals, we must rule alone. The only people we can trust, really trust, are the sisters at our sides."My job is to advance my People's cause with both compassion and cruelty and I will do so alone, because the Amazon Queen has no equals, only daughters."Not a sound. I could count out the individual fan blades recycling the air."Let our enemies tremble," Saint Marie nodded, repeating an earlier declaration."Assiyai hamai," Krasimira intoned, making Aya's royal name official before adding, "Assiyai hamai, you are mistaken about one thing. You are not alone. You have a mamētu me eda.""Oh," she perked up, shedding the gloom which surrounded her. She looked at me, our eyes met and we both grinned, then she giggled...and yet again, up her hand went."Yes?" Saint Marie looked upon Aya respectfully and then at me with much suspicion."Is the mamētu me eda of my mamētu me eda also my mamētu me eda?" Aya asked.Just like old times, only Katrina was ahead of the game. "Oh, by Epona," the Spy-mistress snorted."Cáel Wakko Ishara, who is your mamētu me eda, oh no," Saint Marie bristled."Ah, indeed," Krasimira nodded. "An unlooked for bonus.""Does someone care to enlighten the rest of us?" the head of House Nemain prodded."Oh!" That was Elsa."That's right!" Oneida, she was definitely a fan of me and my spasmodic lifestyle."Wakko Ishara's mamētu me eda, other mamētu me eda, is Temujin, Great Khan of the Reborn Mongol-Turkish Khanate and ally of the Host," Saint Marie let them know. "They are bonded by Cáel risking his own life to save Temujin's. It is actually a privately understood and publically declared fact.""In Temujin's words to the international press when our Cáel and our new Queen were kidnapped : I believe Cáel is still alive. If he wasn't, we would be seeing piles upon piles of dead enemy around him and his 'boon companion', clearly visible from orbit. Until they discover this carnal pit from Hell, I am sure they are both still alive," Oneida added. Rhada flashed ill-distilled hate her way."Shawnee, is your Apprentice's mind addled with the birthing hormones of their child?" Mahdi snipped. That was merely a cultural zing, not an attempt to expose my sinister erotic misdoings. Unfortunately, she was somewhat correct. Okay, she was totally correct."That was uncalled for," Shawnee graciously chided Mahdi, thus demonstrating her ignorance of the facts soon to be in evidence."Yes, I am carrying a child of Arinniti and Ishara," Oneida proclaimed loud and proud. "We share a Warrior's Love."I wasn't really sure how anyone else reacted to the news because House Ishara exploded into violence. That is the politic way of saying Daphne and Juanita were trying to stop Buffy from beating me to death. Here was yet another Ishara-baby and it wasn't gestating inside her. I was too stunned to defend myself.And the old refrain: 'and then it got worse'."Ta  ah kattanda!" (IN HITTITE for 'you pig's ass'), Rhada howled. I missed her drawing her blade, vaulting to the top of the table and lunging at Oneida. Most of the Amazons in the room stood, yet held their ground.They weren't shocked into indecisiveness, only trying to understand the nature of the conflict before intervening. This was not the first 'your Amazon did something my Amazon found infuriating' public threat they had to have dealt with. Rhada was more volatile than the average woman of her breed and station, true, but a violent in-chamber assault?That wasn't the 'worse' though. Oneida drawing her blade in an open challenge to Rhada wasn't the worse either, nor was her shouting."He loves me! He merely saved you!"Saint Marie yelling 'Ishara! Ishara!' over and over again, demanding I put my house back in order wasn't the end of my woes, nope.Me being yanked free of my House fur-ball into the volcanic gaze of Elsa as she seethed, "Rhada?" Oh yeah, Elsa's people and Rhada's people had a bit of a blood feud going on, how could I have forgotten that?But wait!"Not Fabiola!" gasped Messina, bizarrely assuming I slept with, okay, not such a huge assumption."Gael?" voiced by the Head of House Bendis, followed by Gael's "I'm late.""Damn it!" I pulled away from Elsa (slightly)."No. She only lets me ejaculate on 'safe days'," to Messina, Fabiola's Mom."Oh, come on! We had sex one time!" to Gael of Bendis, and finally,"Stop it!" to Rhada and Oneida, (deep breathe). "Really?" with my most believable happy face plastered on. "This is great news!"No. No it wasn't, and I could read the ugly emotional undercurrents on the faces of everyone present, except Aya, who kept the faith."Ishara," Saint Marie rumbled. I held up one finger to forestall her wrath."Oneida, Rhada and I have already decided to name our daughter Parvati. My daughter by Tad fi, ordained by the Goddess to be the first born, will be named Shala while my first son will be called Harki heni (White Hair, I'd call him Raider when we were in the 'outside' world).""My daughter by Miyako Yuri will be named Suwais-urāni, Fushichou in her Mother's tongue, in honor of Sakuniyas. My, other relationships," I would have liked to say 'none of your business', except Amazon mothers, or not, those children would be of Ishara's blood and potentially their kin.

Hana shines and Aya rises.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.“It is selfish to believe that your family will always love you. At some point you will be asked to earn it.”My equilibrium decided to cut me some slack and not invoke the reflexive vomiting. "It is only me, Hana, Imogen, Deidre, Mom, Buffy, hi Juanita," I hadn't spotted my designated bodyguard standing behind Chaz."Don't talk to me right now," she seethed. "I'm furious with you." Yep, she was the Caribbean Buffy."Perhaps she's pissed about the five extra Illuminati bodyguards added to the regular two around Hana plus the two circling Ghost Tigers having not a fucking clue what those other armed parties are doing in Hana's company," Pamela joked. She could. Everyone else was giving me crap about my social gaff."Hey now. This meeting is important. Imogen and I are going to have a child," I enlightened them. The door chimed open and we piled in with two Amazons whose 'fresh' look indicated a use of the showers within the past ten minutes."You consistently maintain particularly low standards," Chaz dryly remarked."I sent her here for a check-up and that gave Buffy a chance to meet Mom, Deidre and Imogen, plus two unarmed bodyguards," I kept bailing out the Titanic."Chaz, I am happy we aren't going to miss this one (lunch)," Pamela smiled at her two grandsons."Cáel, are you going to tell your fiancée you've impregnated your aunt?" Chaz was back to being mildly sympathetic to my 'totally fucked-up' life."Yes. I figured Buffy shooting death rays at me from her eyes will garner me enough confusion to get the words out of my mouth without her throwing her drink in my face, slapping me, then storming out," I envisioned.I got no more shit until I reached the garage for my vehicle. There an armed FBI Special Agent Virginia Maddox (did you know when a Federal Agent adds 'Special' to their title it means they have a gun?) stood next to my chariot. She'd drawn the short straw, meaning she had been given the chore of driving today.I found myself wondering when Yasmin would finally finish her orientation. Her training involved some serious mental challenges including a crash course from the FBI at Quantico concerning modern judicial theory & practice as well as whatever pre-Iron Age jurisprudence the Host practiced.Javiera promised me (and Katrina) that she would not-so-subtly remind those scholastically-groomed legal minds that a (couldn't use the word 'Amazon') legal code they followed had existed, with minor tweaking, as a successful social instrument for over 3,000 years. If they truly behaved in a respectful manner, the owners of the code might even show those people the Codex on the original horse-skin, written in Hittite cuneiform.Anyway, everyone assumed I had a good reason for heading to my apartment (aka need to retrieve a sleepy Odette.) Had I repeated 'the Bitch stole my fortune cookies', they might have simply taken me to an Asian-inclined grocery store. As we hit the second story landing, Chaz in the lead, we heard a passel of folks come down toward us from the fourth level.I didn't think there were that many people on the entire floor. Chaz and Pamela each went for their holstered pistol, while keeping them hidden in their jackets. Wiesława, who went for her PDW, backed up so she could fire through the stairs from beneath.Juanita, bless her heart, and Virginia had remained in the S U V because sending in more people would have left us piled into one another. If a firefight did break out, Juanita could bring in some serious hardware to back us up while Virginia called the appropriate authorities before rushing in herself.Around the corner on the third floor landing came a number of women, early/mid-twenties, physically fit, foreign clothes and downcast expressions. A few looked like they were about to cry. They were all in shirts and jeans, with no obvious weapons. Not looking lethal didn't ratchet down Chaz's vigilance. Me? I was instantly reminded how much sex I had been missing."Prince Cáel! You are alive!" spilled out of the first one, a fiery red-head with a billowing, thick mane, porcelain skin and adorable freckles. Her Irish brogue was enchanting. I had to wonder if she cried out in Gaelic during orgasm. Wasn't I about to meet my future bride plus numerous other love interests?She was fit, curvy and wearing an aqua shirt which exposed her midriff with a belly ring bearing a pearl drop, the requisite tattered skin-tight jeans and soft leather calf-boots."Why wouldn't I be alive?" I grinned, like a pirate discovering an all-girls school oceanographic classroom in need of plundering."How do total strangers know how unlikely it is that you would still be alive?" was Chaz's spin on things."We talked with your roommate. He said you had moved to Svalbard where you suffered an excruciating painful, yet richly deserved, death in a lemming stampede," she pouted, "and then the UN had your ashes exiled to Pluto because the Sun was too good for you."9, 10, 11 --12 of them looking, 3 with pale blonde hair that eerily reminded me of my fiancée, another red-head, two russet and five with deep, dark brown, or black hair. They were all fit, fit, fit! With an air of 'I graduated college only to discover: 1) no one was hiring Saline Soil Scientists, or 2) I no longer want to do any of the things I wanted to do when I picked this major. I was familiar with both types.Timothy would have been at work and Odette would have invited the troupe in to regale them with all sorts of tales, which would have included a tour of my bedroom. They clearly had missed Odette so, now I recalled; that particular excuse was one of the ten I had given the guy in 4B should anyone suspicious come calling.I imagine twelve hot, English-as-a-Second-Language girls might be considered, a bit odd. See, his was my address of record. I lied about my actual apartment, so random people who came looking for me went to him instead. This arrangement had been made prior to my understanding of the nature of my employment at Havenstone.I'd neglected, telling him to move out and go far, far away? Poor guy. I'd find a way to make it up to him later."Actually it was a southern vole immigration incident that was set off by the Bulgarian consulate offering repatriation for the first 10,000 applicants," I frowned, clearly traumatized by memory of the incident."These poor southern vole, native to the vacationer-friendly Black Sea resorts, were accidently introduced to the coldest inhabited place in the Northern hemisphere and they've been trying to get home ever since, that would be the equivalent of a century and a half in 'vole-years.""Despite the UN trying to quarantine any news of this Cricetidae catastrophe, I decided to evacuate the six most critically injured vole using a Bortolanza Pluto ultralight, which he must have confused with the UN sending my ashes to Pluto," I explained.Mind you, the 'southern' voles are native to, among other places, Norway, the owner of Svalbard. They were also native to the Bulgarian Black Sea coast so, The Pluto ultra-light, once built in Italy, is now called the 'Puma' and made in Canada, has a maximum range of 675 km, which would leave me crash landing into the Barents Sea, 260 km north of the northernmost airport in Norway, rendering me and my voles so much frozen food."You are an animal rights activist too?" several of the girls gasped. Yes. Yes I was. I was an animal and I was all for me having rights."Please, don't tell anyone about this," I grew serious. "I don't want my philanthropic efforts to be publicized. What I do, I do for the Earth's endangered ecosystems because it is what everyone should do, not because we suddenly feel bad about neglecting it.""E haere koe ki te whai kia nui ai," Pamela snorted. I'd ask her why she knew Maori later, right after I figured why Grandpa knew it."Ko toku mahere whānui," I replied. The girls looked confused."I'm also trying to revitalize endangered languages and revive dead ones. It is more of a hobby than life pursuit," I informed them."You really are a modern-day noble warrior-poet," the red-head leader sighed."Nah. I'm just a guy," I shrugged. "Besides, Ba ch ir fear a bheith ar eolas ag a gn omhais, n  a oidhreacht." (A man should be known by his deeds, not his heritage)."Sa ch s go bhfuil misneach, t  s il agam," she replied using my 'family' motto."Jos on jalot on toivoa,", "Ahol van b tors ga, van rem ny," and "cesaret olduğu yerde umut vardır," all followed. 'Where there is Valor, there is Hope' in Finnish, Hungarian and Turkish. I got the sneaking feeling this wasn't a college field trip gone awry. These chicks were coming at me with a purpose that included more than sexual gratification and a kiss good-bye. Ugh."Thank you," I genuflected, paying honor to their reciting of my personal vow. "Anyway, you appear to be looking for me, but I am afraid I don't know any of you. Taking into account that I have a late lunch date with my fiancée in a half-hour and will be taking notes at a feminist convention at 8, what can I do for you?" I was establishing my escape plan."We have come here to join you," an assertive, dusky-skinned one smiled. I had to think about this. I was a bit tired. Taking all twelve of these girls on in one orgy was currently beyond me. I'd do eight tonight and the last four before breakfast tomorrow. Ah, happy thoughts of the Lacrosse Finals."What exactly do you plan to do with Mr. Nyilas?" Chaz interrupted."We are the (Irish) 'Na conairte soith an   S aghdha ar', (Hungarian) 'A szuka kuty kat Herceg Nyilas', (Turkish) 'Prens ok u Kaltak K pekleri' and (Finnish) 'Narttu koirista prinssi jousimies'," they chorused.Pamela snickered. All of those fancy sounding names were variations on 'the Bitch Hounds of Prince Archer/Nyilas (with the Irish going for O'Shea)."You want to be my bodyguards?" I gawked. Lacking lions, the Irish choice of the 'fur-balls of death' were hounds. Being women technically made them 'bitches'. I had to move fast. Any second now Wiesława was going to figure out these over-anxious non-Amazons were trying to replace her."You do realize I've left piles of dead bodies in my wake, right?" I nearly choked. Pamela slapped me on my back."Of course," they sounded so chipper. Fuck you Internet and 'First Person Shooter' games. This wasn't a fucking game! Trained combatants who joined my retinue met grisly ends and this was their freaking profession!"Can I think about it? I mean, do any of you have any combat experience at all? Attacked someone in anger? Send off a blistering instant message?""Some of us have (combat experience I was assuming). We won't let you down.""You do realize Ms. Dubois is going to kill them, don't you Sir?" Chaz sent me a chilling look."Ms. Dubois?", "who is that?" and "kill us?" floated around."Ms. Dubois is my blood-hungry ferret who wears a 'naughty berserker' human suit to trick the masses.""Three of us have military training," one of the Finns spoke up.By that they meant they had volunteered for military service in their native countries, then left after their first term because they found military life to be boring. On the 'plus' side, all but one had martial arts experience and six of the twelve had been a member of a Gun Club of some kind. Yep, Buffy was going to kill them, all twelve at once by herself."I'll make you a deal," I offered. Chaz was giving me his 'I'm a stone yet clearly unhappy with you' face. "At 7:15 tonight, you will show up at Havenstone. I will sign you in, we'll go upstairs to one of the gyms and then warm up for fifteen minutes. When you are ready, or 7:30 rolls around, we are going to the sparing mats. If I lose, you can stay. If you lose, you will write this off as one of a legion of ideas that look good in print yet are foolish in practice. Do you accept?""How many of us do you have to beat for us to join with you and your Crusade?" the lead Irishwoman asked."All of you. I will fight you all at once. The mat space is quite extensive.""You mean all twelve of us against you at the same time?" one of the Turks blinked in disbelief."Yes. I am not disrespecting you, any of you. You've shown initiative, courage and a spirit of adventure. I found all three to be both admirable and worthy of reward (i.e. I will gladly have sex with you). What I am also telling you is of the three people with me, the only one I can most likely defeat in single combat is her," I motioned to Wiesława, "and I'm only saying that because she is 19 and relatively new to the art of killing."Their eyes flickered to Pamela. Chaz was scary without even trying. Pamela could be threatening, or appear harmless, as she wished."Chaz is a professional military man from a long line of diligent warriors and in a branch of service that requires close contact with hostile individuals, teams, tribes, clans and nations.""The woman behind me is much, much worse. I've met precisely three people who could possibly kill her and I killed one of them. Would you agree, Chaz?""Absolutely," he concurred."We know who you two are," a Finn spoke up. She had a dazzling smile and cleavage that had to obscure her toes when she stood."You do?" Pamela played nice. For once, it was technology biting her in the ass, not me. Yay?"You are Rhingyll lliw Siarl Yfory," the Irish lass looked at Chaz. That was Welsh, and meant Color Sergeant Charles Tomorrow, I imagined his superiors in the British military weren't going to be happy with any of us, him being a 'secret military operator', emphasis on the 'secret'."And you are Sverkhsekretnykh Shpiona Vsemed Svaya," the Turkish girl pointed at Pamela. Pamela snorted. In Russian that meant 'Super-secret Spy Pamela Pile'. Since Pamela in Russia was pronounced 'Pamela' they had gone back to the origin of the name of Pamela, a fictitious 17th English novelist creation using mangled Hellenic, which translated as 'all-honey'.'All-honey' in Russian was Vsemed. Pamela snickered. Oh yeah, those twelve had combed through millions of articles and pictures to figure out who Chaz was and who Pamela claimed to be. Actually, one of my Hungarian admires back when we were all in Eastern Europe had suggested Pamela was a remorseful ex-SMERSH agent turned Princely-sidekick. Pamela jabbed me, the unspoken 'sidekick' thing.(For those who don't know, in Russian SMERSH loosely means 'Death to Spies', it really existed from 1943 to 1946 and was resurrected by Ian Fleming as a foil for James Bond.)"Chaz, since Cáel is, without a doubt, already having a stupendously wretched day, we must insist he inform Addison of all three of these developments, in person. I want to see the look on her face," Pamela plotted with the man who had thrown himself between me and an explosive vest, probably out of some psychic impulse that I would suffer far, far worse later, like in today, within less than 24 hours of said act."Why am I here again today?" I lowered my head and groaned."Are you okay?" a dozen innocent voices cried out."We are here to pick up Odette," Wiesława reminded me."Oh yeah, fortune cookies," I mumbled."Is 'Fortune Cookie' a nickname for one of your other operatives? Many of them are real enigmas. We can't find out anything about her," one of the Hungarians said. Yeah, because SD doesn't have a Facebook page, or Twitter account. Odette, she was protected by a completely unremarkable lifestyle, but I had a feeling that was fading fast."Excuse us," I asserted myself. "I need to get something on the third floor. Chaz began pushing forward while Pamela had my back."What are you doing?" to me and "Hey, is that a gun?" to Chaz, then Wiesława. Pamela was too sneaky to get caught."I'm here to pick up Agent Fortune Cookie then head out to a meeting with some really shady characters and my fiancée," I informed them."Agent Fortune Cookie," Chaz mused. "She's going to love that,""And then," Pamela continued."She is going to want a gun," I groaned.Oh goddess! No! Chaz had joined Pamela and my 'group think'."No, I have not," Chaz corrected me, about my mental ruminations."I've been coaching him," Pamela faux-consoled me. As my new prospective bodyguards parted for my current bodyguards,"Do you have psychic powers?" "Where is your android?" and "Is it true you can have sex up to ten times a day?""Yes, but we can't talk about it," then, "Which one? We have six models," and finishing up with, "Yes, I can have sex up to ten times a day with each session lasting at least an hour, though I do need breaks for food, drink, quiet romantic conversations and showers, cause shower-sex is so damn fun."While they mulled that over, I unlocked my door in time to see a nicely-dressed (as if she was about to go out on an expensive lunch date) Odette spring off the sofa. Looking at the crowd behind me, she blessed me with an incredibly happy smile."Oh cool! Do we really have enough time for an orgy?"I wanted to cry.(A Family FUNction, minus the 'fun' part)My fiancée giving me a congenial and contented look. Good.My fuck-buddy/friend Libra giving me a salacious 'you and me are going to hook up soon' smile while dressed in a red, 'business suite/slinky number' combo with a plunging neckline. I put her invite on my mental day-planner. Fellas, if you can't keep it in your mind, forget about it. Print equals pain, believe me.Brooke had joined the lunch group, sharing a smile and wink with Libra with the secret agreement for a three-way. Sweet! I could do this, hmm, lunch break Friday, yum-yum-yum. She was wearing a beige business suit with slacks, minus the shirt. Only her cunningly cut jacket kept her goodies from exposure.Hana was a saint for putting up with those two, and me.Buffy was studying me with the clear desire to put me in a dog cage for the rest of the week. Technically she had to produce my body for work Monday. As for the hot, sweaty, intense Brooke-Libra-Cáel m nage   trois, Buffy was reading the undercurrents and setting up a breakwater. At least her attire suggested well-paid, successful international assassin. I wondered if I had paid for her clothing as well. I'd given Chaz's wardrobe a serious upgrade courtesy of Pamela faking my signature.The gathering was rounded out by Mom, Imogen and Deirdre. Thank God they all had different hair styles and forms of dress. Mom was in 'casual-durable' attire, Imogen was going with the military-chic and Deirdre's get up was in the same style as Hana.I was pleasantly pleased that Hana had reserved two adjacent tables for what she assumed would be my support network, Pamela, Odette, Chaz, Wiesława and Juanita, plus Imogen's five and her (Hana's) two Illuminati minders. That made me squeezing my twelve newest over-eager admirers into the mix doable, if not comfortable. Better yet, none of the new girls was dressed for a restaurant this exclusive.Hana was quietly amused. Buffy was volcanic. Thankfully she was being a volcano on the mid-Atlantic ocean ridge ~ submerged."Chaz, Pamela, explain," Buffy seethed."I don't work for you," Pamela playfully bantered back, "Sweet-Cheeks.""They are part of a clandestine operation to provide cooperation and assistance from the European Union," I offered up in such a sincere manner. I almost had them. Buffy looked to Chaz who opted to channeled his 'inner- Cáel'."I can neither confirm nor deny their status as operators from four European nations," he nodded.Buffy forked a helpless appetizer shrimp then catapulted at one of my Finns, I thought it was Oili. It bounced off her bosom. She couldn't even claim to not have seen it coming."What?" Oili gasped."Operatives?" Buffy sizzled at me."Prince Cáel," Flannery asked, "why did that strange woman throw a, shrimp at Oili?""It was a hand-eye coordination test," Odette informed her. "Had Oili been a real spy, you would have snatched up a nearby napkin, deflect the item with the napkin and all while drawing down on her. It is what they do all the time. It is pretty neat to watch.""Why use a napkin?" Oili asked Odette while eyeing Buffy in case another decapod was coming her way."You use a napkin because the shrimp might have a contact poison on it," Odette rolled her eyes. "Buffy used a fork to flip it at you. She didn't use her hands, so the possibility existed." Pamela gave Odette an 'atta girl' high five."Prince Cáel?" Brooke giggled. "What have you been up to?""Okay. I got this. Ladies, may I introduce Annikki, Belgin, Berit, Flannery, Gizi, Ilkay, Kato, Neve, Nuray, Oili, Pirkko and Zsuzsi. These fine women have decided to put their productive lives on hold so they can be my bodyguards," I made the introductions."They have volunteered to be, basically the 'Hounds of Prince O'Shea/Nyilas/Archer'. My Hounds, please let me introduce Hana, my fiancée, Brooke, my close friend, Libra, a sweet & sincere childhood acquaintance, my Mother, Sibeal, my O'Shea aunts, Deidre & Imogen and Kalmarasērmi Buffy."Despite the absurdity of the situation and my clear irresponsibility, Buffy let a smile crease her frown. 'Kalmarasērmi' was my term for her in the Amazon language = my Mountaintop."I will volunteer my facilities to train them," Aunt Imogen offered me drolly. She was the primary trainer for all O'Shea guardians/Special Forces."Train us?" a half dozen voices murmured."Yes Child. I am Imogen O'Shea, Cáel is the greatest treasure in my life and I have serious doubts any of you can be anything more than distracting bullet-catchers for my favorite (and only) nephew. It annoys me to think you are yet another walking advertisement showing him to be both big-hearted and soft-headed.""I will offer prayers upon the mounds of my ancestors (lie, her only 'ancestor' refused to stay buried) for Cáel's safety. You should invoke whatever supernatural entity you place faith in to keep Cáel safe as well, because if he gets so much as a scratch defending any one of you, I will exercise my nearly endless knowledge of human pain to make you pay.""Is she Ms. Dubois?" Flannery asked Odette."That would be me," Buffy showered fury their way."Do you really want to kill us?" Neve tried to stare Buffy down."Until ten seconds ago, Yes. Now I want to hand you over to these two," she motioned to Deidre and Imogen with her fork."Prince Cáel, why are they all so hostile?" Flannery requested understanding from me. "We have come here to help you. We have skills. All we are asking if for a chance to prove ourselves to you.""To Us," Buffy snapped. "Cáel's vote doesn't count.""Chill, Buffy," I snapped back. "I'm dealing with this, and your lack of trust is pissing me off.""Buffy," Hana intervened. She placed a hand on Buffy's thigh out of sight, yet not outside of my notice. "When was the last time Cáel failed to take your advice on something life-critical? These young ladies appear to be honest and diligent. If not, Pamela and the Color Sergeant wouldn't have let them come here, or near Odette."If I dated dumber women I would have less explaining (lying) to do, but I'd miss the challenge both inside and outside the bedroom. Hana's deft touch and gentle words calmed Buffy more than anything (outside of a righteous cocking) I could have accomplished. I was suddenly seized with the realization there was a goodly number of Katrina's positive attributes in Hana. How had I missed it?"Marrying you is going to be Hana's first step toward mortal beatification," Brooke teased me. Normally only dead people were made saints."A Servant of, probably not Jehovah. I think everyone at the table can agree she has interacted with supernatural forces," Sibeal hid her joking well."Martyring her hopes of monogamy?" Deidre's fey gaze flickered over the women of note (the women at the main table)."Her Heroic Virtue is Prudence?" Buffy added. Buffy had been Catholic?"Ladies, I'm Lutheran. We don't normally venerate saints. Joking aside, I was given a reason to believe this lunch date was important on a social level between myself and my fianc . Food would be nice too."Brooke and Libra's presence regulated Pamela and Chaz to an adjacent table. A waiter slipped in, took my order, I decided to forgo an appetizer because I was late, then the conversation began."Hana, this is my Mother, Sibeal Nyilas. Imogen and Deidre are my family from Ireland," I made the introductions, most definitely unnecessarily. I was buying time to get a better read on the women around me."I know," Hana showered me with mature compassion."Get to it, damn you," Buffy huffed."Wow, I'm thinking of the best way to tell you this," I barely could meet Hana's eyes."I am pregnant with your fianc 's child," Imogen cut to the chase. What she said was delivered on purpose. Imogen wasn't as socially maladjusted as Rachel. The fewer women in my life, the easier the O'Shea would have roping me in. Imogen's words were meant to hurt Hana and drive a wedge between us."You too?" Hana's sad eyes studied Imogen. She hid her anger-disappointment-disgust well. In this crowd her efforts to obfuscate her feeling only worked on Libra and Brooke. Those two ladies were less astute at concealing their surprise."She's your aunt, right?" Libra's look settled on me instead of a blatant Imogen, or a pained Hana."No," Mom answered for me. "My sisters and I were born sterile. It is impossible that our paternal heritage has been passed along. Whatever Imogen's maternal contribution was, it is not from our DNA. My sister does have a child inside her, Havenstone verified it and will have the precise genetic make-up within 24 hours," she persisted (lying)."If Cáel has a failing, it is that he was seduced by my sisters who played upon his very confusing Mother-Son relationship. I faked my death when he was seven. I 'died' in a quite painful manner and he had to watch helplessly as he witnessed me wasting away. I did such a horrible thing to a young boy because the people who were hunting me down, the two O'Shea before you and the nine who aren't here, would have used numerous means of torture to verify my death."(Until they realized 'what' I was. Then my imprisonment would have begun)"My wonderful husband would have died without giving them the truth. It was too much to ask of our son. For fifteen years he believed me dead. He learned the truth at his Father's funeral. I believe every woman at this table knows my son doesn't handle emotional pain well.""Imogen's statement was a thinly-veiled stab at Hana's heart and a kick to my son's sense of responsibility to both Hana and his unborn child. How could this not hurt Hana? How could Cáel possibly respond, torn between the woman who has already sacrificed so much of her happiness for a man barely aware of his own maturity, and the woman bringing his child into the world?""Good one, Imogen. Those two are better than you, or I. By all means, make a mockery of my son, your nephew, who has pledged to fight for your life when he should clearly walk away and let the rest of you die. He asks nothing of you yet you feel no remorse at sullying his happiness.""There are ten good reasons for you getting up and walking out of here intact right now. There are six better reasons for making you pay for your cruelty," she threatened."Ten?" Brooke whispered."The sisters' five bodyguards, the two body guards they gifted me with, Deidre, Imogen and Cáel. You don't think he would let the woman bearing his child take a beating, do you Brooke?" Hana enlightened her."No.""The Six?" Libra scanned the room."My other two bodyguards won't act unless I am directly threatened. They won't be out to hurt anyone. If anyone tries to hurt me, they will jump straight to the making them dead option. The 'Six' are Buffy, Pamela, Chaz, Juanita, Special Agent Maddox and Sibeal.""We'd help," Libra insisted. Brooke was onboard with that proclamation."No," came forth from Hana, Mom and me."Brooke and Libra; you two, Odette, the other twelve and the wait staff will only confuse the issue. My sisters and their soldiers will use you and the rest to distract Cáel. Except for Ms. Maddox, the rest won't give a fuck so your best bet is to hit the deck and let the professionals deal with things," Mom clarified."Brooke, Libra, this is a wacko chicks with guns moment," I put things in perspective."Hana?" Libra put a hand on Hana's shoulder."Don't mind me," she patted Libra's hand. "I'm diving for cover and not getting up until you, Brooke, Cáel, or Buffy tell me to get up. Sorry Sibeal, but I don't know you that well yet.""I understand," Mom agreed.To punctuate the awkwardness of the moment, Aisha (the Arabic swimsuit model) and three other SD ladies waltzed into the place and took a table. When the maytre dee tried to impede them, Aisha threatened to exterminate his entire extended family with a look alone. Been there, done that, and the maytre dee was nowhere close to being in my league.I had to think that through. Had Buffy called them, the SD would have been here before I arrived. Pamela was a possibility, except the SD still hated her over Constanza's maiming. If she told them my life 'was' in danger, they would still show up. My life wasn't in danger and Pamela wouldn't yank their chain.It had to be Juanita. The head of my bodyguard telling Elsa that I was in an exposed position with 9 armed Illuminati would have elicited this level of response. Pamela prodded Odette. Odette had a 'what do you want me to do' non-verbal exchange with Pamela then got up and went over to Aisha.Odette even remembered to navigate the room in such a manner Aisha and her team could keep an uninterrupted view of the threat. Pamela and Chaz's lessons were paying off. They weren't training her in the lethal arts. They were showing her how to not be an obstacle, which was better, given our current circumstances."Hana, don't hate Imogen. The only parent she's ever known was Granddad," I returned my attention to the crisis at hand."Oh, I'm sorry," Hana sent sympathetic waves Imogen's way. If there was a hint of 'you bitch' hidden within those words, none of us would admit it."Yes, yes," Imogen smiled back. "Father was a real troll.""That's not true," Hana responded. "I've met him and he has always been very nice to me. It was easy for me to look past the nations of dead he's murdered, his propensity to rape his daughters and his plans to destroy my Cáel.""I don't hold you to blame for not protecting Cáel more than you have. He's a handful and reminds you of your Father, the mass-murdering rapist. And Imogen, don't try to hurt Cáel using me again, you Bitch. I'm not a part of your circus. That doesn't render me powerless. I love more than I hate. I count a person great by the lives they save, not those they take. Where there is Valor, there is Hope and my fianc  has both in spades. Do we understand one another?""Proving you are smarter than Ms. Sievert is not something which equates to being a threat," Deidre countered."Cáel, why aren't you saying something?" Brooke whispered to me."Because he knows better," Mom grinned. "This is a battle Hana has to win, or lose, on her own.""Cáel has plenty of women willing to go behind his back and kill people, Brooke. Now, if Hana asks for such a favor, we know it is not over some petty bullshit," rolled menacingly forth from Buffy as her feral countenance made a few of the Illuminati at the next table nervous."That won't be necessary," I broke up the tension. "We are as dysfunctional a family as they come, but we are family and we will all treat one another as such by the standards of the only one who matters. Clear?""You?" Deidre soothed me."No. Ferko Nyilas', my Father and the best man I've ever known. He taught me to never make excuses for your own behavior. Surrendering our control over our lives is a cop-out. If you want to continue acting like the creepy-ass bitch daughters of Cáel O'Shea, so be it. That is your choice to make. I care for you.""I care enough for you to fight Granddad over your futures. I hope all of you know I mean what I say. Whatever you decide to do, no matter how you act, I will always love you. I've made my choices and I am going to hold you responsible for yours. Let's eat lunch. It has been a rough fucking day and it isn't over yet."If there was ever any doubt, I destroyed those twelve hopeful bodyguards on the mats. They possessed neither the skill nor the savagery necessary in a warrior culture. We Amazons didn't recoil from pain. Our sisters' lives were on the line. That was why you practiced no-holds-barred fighting with, or without, weapons."We can learn," the lead Finn protested. The rest were getting over the physical and spiritual pain of being so easily beaten."My normal bodyguards go through three years of intense 24/7 training. Being a member of that elite body means you train in all forms of weapons as well as hand-to-hand combat techniques.""Once you've mastered the core physical and skill baseline requirements, and this core training never stops, no point is considered 'good enough', you begin learning at least two specialties. Those are disciplines such as close-protection, sniping, small unit tactics, infiltration, battlefield medicine, electronics, computing, communication systems, linguistics and 'training' expertise.""In my current team, the ones who fought at my side in Hungry and Romania, all have three specialties. Discounting their regimen since the age of five, each had been on the job in a professional capacity at least six years. The leader had eleven years in.""Finally, when you are at that level of excellence, you need a specific mindset. What you need to do is think why you shouldn't kill someone, not if you should. If there is any doubt, you strike. If you hesitate, someone close to you might be killed, not just me.""Look around you. If you aren't ready to kill for any of your companions, you will never cut it. Now, I'm going to have you shown out. I will have taxis take you back to your hotel. Think about it. Seriously, think about dedicating yourself to more than some stranger you've met on the internet.""You will be dedicating yourself to the other elven women in your group, to the death. That is the level of spiritual dedication it takes to be at my side. Go, take a rest, talk it over, search your souls. Call me if any of you want to continue and we can have lunch Sunday and make plans. Questions?""Do the other women around you do this, make those choices?" one of the Turkish women frowned while nursing a bruised jaw."No. They have it worse. They have thrown their old lives away, never to return. Each and every one has either murdered a human being, or attempted to, before they are even considered for the task.""Under normal circumstances, we wouldn't be having his conversation. You would never be given the chance. You are woefully unqualified in every way except spirit. Your willingness to cross the Atlantic to make your offers resonates with me, so I am both warning you this is horrible, horrible path you are taking and I am explaining precisely how slender any of your chances are of accomplishing your goals.""I, I don't know," whispered one of the Hungarian lasses."At the Seven Skulls, I led three such women into combat (Rachel, Charlotte and Saku) against a group of warriors who were fighting free of 500 elite Romanian Mountain Troops. Of the Romanians, nearly 200 were either dead, or wounded. The FBI Special Agent we took with us was badly wounded."One of the three was killed, a head shot, and the remainder left her body where she had fallen because the enemy were still out there and they had to protect me. The world will not bend to your sensitivities. Life around me is exceedingly dangerous and unforgiving," I finished.No immediate consensus united them. Fear and disbelief were the major vibes I was picking up. None of them were angry, insulted, or overly terrified."Time for you to go," Buffy concluded our meeting. "Tigger Maeve and Dora Farānak, would you please see Cáel's guests to the lobby." A new pleasure of Buffy's was using the House names of the Full-bloods she interacted with.I have taken a few mystic liberties:Maeve was a Celtic War Goddess ~ the Enslaver of Men.Farānak was a Scythian Goddess also known as the Lynx Goddess and the Silent Huntress.As for the other new hires:Daphne was, as explained earlier, of House Cotyttia (Thracian Goddess of Sex, War and Slaughter)Fabiola was of House Minerva (Roman Goddess of War & Strategy)Violet Maza was in House Oshun, the Yoruba Goddess of Love, Sexuality, Beauty and Diplomacy; Lady of the Orisha ~ life spirits.Paula Wadena was of House Cybele (Phrygian Earth Mother, Guardian of the Lion Throne)}They were dismissed and smart enough to know that was the best possible answer to their current predicament, learning your romantic adventure was actually a gory supernatural battle for survival. A growing number of Isharans had been gathering while I dealt with the wannabes. A few were amused, perhaps even understanding, of my actions.Soon enough, using her position as Record Keeper of House Ishara, Helena cajoled the other Amazons into giving us peace and quiet. Not all left. Watching a jury-rigged House Ishara work through its business in a semi-public setting was an event both unlooked for and possibly enlightening.For this gathering, we had 122 of the 159 members. The missing members were not close enough, or were providing a critical function that wouldn't allow them to be in New York on this night."Sisters, a moment of personal prayer for each of us to seek guidance from our Ancestors as we seek to continue their legacy," I intoned softly, calling the meeting to order.I had barely opened my eyes, failing to get any inspiration from Yakko, when the struggle began."Why are we including them in a House Ishara meeting?" Madori pointed out the three 'new hires' who were sticking around."Memasant (Amazon for to speak true)," I answered her. Since Daphne, Paula and Violet had clearly been sitting among us before the meeting began, I gave Buffy a disappointing frown. "Ishara respects these three for teaching the rest of you the Amazon language so that we can teach it to others, thus all of you becoming able to engage all our sisters in our native tongue.""I doubt any other House would extend this honor to others. Thankfully, we are not like any other House. We know better. We have all been outsiders. We aren't a 'normal' House and I am working toward us never being one. We have to be kind and just when necessary, and forgive when it is what the Host needs.""We will do this because we Isharans alone will decide on the prestige of our sisters. If the other Houses make an issue of it, who cares? None of them have made the sacrifices necessary to be Isharans. I know that you have not all gathered here tonight to hear me pontificate. Who wants to be first?""Will you accept a challenge?" Madori stood up. We had spread out in a ring, two Amazons deep, along the edges of the mats. I had never sat down."Put forth your complaint," I responded."You emphasize duties other than that of a House Head. You don't take the time to show up at initiation ceremonies. In essence, you ignore your sisters to advance your own prestige.""Yes, I am not showing up at the initiation ceremonies.""Yes, I prioritize other activities over running the day-to-day operations of our House.""Yes, you are utterly ignoring the two Amazons sitting at either side of me. I chose Buffy Ishara and Helena Ishara to lead this House because I knew I would have others issues coming up in my life concerning the Host.""Buffy, are you challenging me?""No, Wakko Ishara," she responded angrily. She wasn't angry with me. She had chosen the majority of the assembly and they were turning on me, thus her."Helena, are you challenging me?""No Wakko Ishara. I am intimately familiar with your work and the dangers you constantly confront for the greater Host," she answered in an equally hostile tone."Now that the issue of relevance has been dealt with, I will accept any challenge from any of you selfish, bigoted, power-hungry cunts who wish to put your own self-interest above that of our House. By all means, stumble over one another for the top spot," I mocked them. I'd played nice. No more.It was telling that my classification of any challenger was completely ignored. Madori and five supporters stood. In theory, challenges were the rare 1-on-1 Amazon experience. Another Amazon, Arianne, stood with another supporter."Cool beans," I nodded.I backed up, stepped off the mats and picked up the four axes I had pre-prepared. Back on the mat I went past my handful of supporters, brandished two weapons and advanced a quarter way onto the sparring area. The mass of my opponents muttered in confusion and resentment."Ishara, we have not trained in archaic weapons. Most of our facilities never had then," Madori protested."Amazons don't play fair," I glared. Several migrated to the walls to pick out whatever looked the least daunting. Buffy, Helena, Marsha, Daphne Cotyttia, Violet Oshun and Paula Cybele did likewise."Is this how you want to answer a challenge for leadership?" Madori glowered. "Cheating, utilizing a clear advantage in a farce of equality and justice?""No. Please step back and call every member of JIKIT," my eyes narrowed. "How about this, call the Amazon's contact with the Earth & Sky? Can't do that either? How about convince the 9 Clans to help us pursue a House obligation?""You duties as Chief Diplomat are not that of Isharan House Head and actually make you less of a House Head," she countered. She had chosen a short spear, using it two-handed. And that made Katrina what precisely?"I should fucking kill you," Buffy snarled."Madori Ishara, Dot-Ishara is not the Goddess of Scrabble. She is not the Goddess of," and Madori tried to catch me flat-footed with a spear-thrust. I was appalled at how easy I dealt with her. My right axe diverted her spear enough so when I twisted my stance, she missed. I placed the head of my left axe on her shoulder, blade against her throat."Madori, you lose. Sit back down and contemplate that you were beaten by a 22 year old man," I seethed. There was no 'you didn't give me a chance' bullshit. She had struggled for advancement in the Amazon way. Such people weren't crybabies. "Next."Arianne approached me with a shield and short sword. My read on the situation was she was going to use acrobatics to compensate for my superior reach. I readied myself."I don't suppose you would accept a suggestion we fight unarmed?" she put out there. I took two steps toward her then dropped my axes."I trust you," I looked down at her. I could see the 'oh, fuck me' written all over her face. The unfairness had been tossed in her lap. She put the point of her leaf-shaped blade under the left side of my ribcage, close to my kidney."Yield.""Never.""Yield, or I will kill you."I took a quarter-inch penetration when I clamped down on her right wrist and slammed my elbow into her face. A quick exchange of footwork ended up with both of us on the mat, Arianne on her back, sword pinned to the mat and her shield trapped between us. Head-butt followed head-butt until she was unresponsive.I stood up, blood oozing down my side."Water!" I barked. A bottled water was rolled my way. Three more Amazons were sizing me up. This challenge phase was far from over. I splashed water down on Arianne's face until she sputtered into wakefulness."Pathetic," I sneered at her. "This House is worth any and all of our lives. If you were the best candidate to lead this house and I refused to yield, then why did you spare me? Not only could you not kill me when you clearly could, you failed to do so even when it became an unequal contest of arms."Arianne was shamed and furious. I was treating her like a presumptuous, outsider woman."I'm feeling particularly generous in victory, Arianne, don't you dare stand up," I growled when she tried. "I will not kill you for your disrespect. I will not exile you from our House because doing so would show both of us failing to grasp one of the key principles of our People, learn. Learn and keep learning. A loss is nothing more than a temporary setback. Learn, don't repeat the same mistake twice and never stop striving for success until you take yourself to the cliffs."One of the two newes

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Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 58 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a Afro / Melodic House Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Monday at 20.00 on Eventbe Radio (BE) * http://www.eventbe.be * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 53 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Deep House Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Monday at 20.00 on Eventbe Radio (BE) * http://www.eventbe.be * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 55 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Deep Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Monday at 20.00 on Eventbe Radio (BE) * http://www.eventbe.be * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 55 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Deep Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Monday at 20.00 on Eventbe Radio (BE) * http://www.eventbe.be * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 57 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a melodic Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Monday at 20.00 on Eventbe Radio (BE) * http://www.eventbe.be * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Esther 1:10-12 • When the Queen Refused Her King | Prophetic Meaning

Not the welcome we expectedWhen your tour guide is an assassin, what can go wrong?By FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.You can do wrong while trying to do right.FlashbackAlal's 'milk of human kindness' had finally run dry as the Visigoths sacked his Roman villa. While looters ran off with his latest trappings of wealth, and deserted by his servants and his slaves, Grandpa decided that he was tired of fucking around with the Human Race. He felt they were simply too stupid, venal and weak to make any positive, lasting changes in the world.Alal decided that he was going to make the key choices for them. Fuck free will. Fuck letting the vermin that floated to the top of the cesspool destroy everything good in the world, as he had witnessed them doing time and time again. He had lost count of the monuments destroyed, histories of peoples forgotten and benefits to mankind burned away by barbarism and ignorance.By the fading light of August the 26th, 410 CE, Alal found himself sitting back in the pergola (a sort of mini-gazebo) in his rear gardens, drinking through several amphora of wine all the while having a deep philosophical debate with the several dozen very dead Goths decorating his environs.As three or four looters would enter the garden, he would kill them. And then three or four more would show up looking for the earlier group,, on and on. This reinforced Alal's belief that something drastic had to be done. He seriously considered going to the coast, getting a ship and five solid stone anchors. He'd sail out two days, maybe three, wrap himself in the anchors and jump overboard.The problem, as he saw it, was that given a few decades, the ropes would rot and he'd bob to the surface to see again that none of the fundamentals had changed. Further complicating his current thinking was that every time he came close to throwing in the cosmic towel, some more GOD DAMN GOTHS would come around, calling for their buddies, the dead ones. Somewhere around noon on August the 27th, Alal vowed that he was tired of this shit.Right on cue, around twenty Goths came strolling through the rear of his villa and soaked up the carnage out back. Fifty-two of their brethren were in various states of dismemberment and defilement (Alal had been, as usual, angry). They saw this dark-skinned Roman and rightly asked 'where's the army that killed these fellows?' He walked up to them in his wine-splashed toga."Are you the one in charge?" he asked the meanest looking Visigoth in passible Goth."I am," the leader responded. With lightning speed, he killed the man with his own sword. The Germans weren't sure what to make of that, it had happened so fast."You can join me," Alal indicated himself, "or you can join him," he indicated the corpse of their former leader. He had his new band of followers and the rest was Illuminati history.End FlashbackFor me, this meant more to me than living with the memories of a very bitter, driven and pitiless man. Alal was essentially the anti-me. It gave me chills to realize that all of Alal's gifts were bestowed on me with a purpose. I knew it was part of his greater plan. Normally, to end-run an evil genius, you just find him and kill him. Not only would Alal not stay dead, I now knew how well he could fight.I knew only four people who might be in his league, and I wasn't one of them. Of the four, Sakuniyas wasn't likely to help Pamela, Saint Marie and Elsa get the job done. That meant I had to rev up the deception engine to comfort my Aunts with hope, while dispelling the knowledge of how little they mattered to their sire. Almost as bad, I had to ignore what horribly people they were while extending that portion of my soul.It was with some relief that I hugged, kissed, and forcefully separated myself from the Aunts in Dublin. We were going on to Budapest's Ferenc Liszt International Airport. My next action was to make my request to Selena for a contract with the Ghost Tigers to defend Hana when she arrived in Russia. (Of the three 9 Clan Assassin-Babes, Selena was the least impressed with me.) She informed me that the Ghost Tigers didn't do bodyguard work. I still wanted her to relay my request, so she relented. After that, I passed out.We left Dublin around 9:30 am Friday morning and landed in Budapest at 1:45 pm., still Friday. As Rachel rousted me so I could grab a quick shower before touchdown, I was gifted with the misconceptions of my fellow travelers:To put it nicely, Riki thought I was somewhat revolting, Virginia was disturbed and Chaz had lowered his opinion of my moral character. It was the incest thing. Vincent being polite was a pleasant surprise, Delilah's camaraderie less so and Odette was peaches with my most recent sexcapades. She was far too good to me. The Amazons uniformly didn't give a crap."So, is there going to be any other bizarre behavior we should be prepared for?" Riki sat down next to me as I was drying my hair. I was back to my 'jeans, t-shirt and wind-breaker' style."Fine, " I said loudly. "It is really none of your business what I did with and to my mother's clones. Yes, they are all clones of my mother, who died when I was seven." A lie."They are also the genetic creations of my grandfather, also known by many as Cáel O'Shea. They are sterile, they are wickedly evil, and two weeks ago I didn't know they existed. I do have a real aunt in Maryland. She's my Father's sister and is not part of the menagerie. Oh yeah, my grandpa is currently a disembodied spirit, back from the Netherworld and looking for a body to take over, if he hasn't found one already," I added."He was born roughly five thousand years ago, was cursed by an ancient Sumerian Goddess such that he can never just die and stay dead. I have his memories running around my head, which, along with denying me a good night's sleep, allows me to speak an assortment of languages, use virtually every weapon built before 1970 and know that he is a vicious criminal mastermind the likes of which you've never imagined outside of fiction.How does that sound, Riki? Shall I get more bizarre? Trust me, I can," I regarded her evenly. She was speechless, but not out of awe. No, she was certain that I was completely unhinged."Everyone who believes Cáel, raise their hand," Odette demanded. Her hand went up. Odette and the Amazons agreeing was expected by the outsiders. Delilah and Virginia joining in was not."Captain Fairchild?" Colour Sgt. Chaz Tomorrow requested clarification."You've all seen those five O'Shea's that left the plane in Ireland. Barring some cosmetic changes, they were the exact same woman. You can either go with Sean Connery's Tak-ne creating a female clone army, or you can believe there is an otherworldly plastic surgeon altering a cadre of super-rich bitches to all look alike," Delilah, who was a captain of something, put out there."Who in the Hell is Tak-ne?" Riki mumbled."Duh," I poked the State Department lassie. "Connor MacLeod's Egyptian mentor in Highlander, the original movie and in the less than stellar sequel, Highlander: The Quickening"."You are mistaken. Connery was that Spanish guy," Riki poked me back."Actually, the relevant quote is: 'I am Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez, Chief metallurgist to King Charles V of Spain. And I'm at your service'," Vincent regaled us with his movie trivia. "He later reveals that he was born Tak-ne in Egypt in the 9th century BCE. Also, his Spanish name makes no sense, he has one too many surnames.""Agent Loire, I am beginning to find intelligent men to be attractive," Charlotte said."Umm, thank you," Vincent responded warily."This might be a good point to get something clear," Chaz inquired. "Mr. Nyilas, whose side are you on? It appears to be rather complicated.""Okay, Chaz, call me Cáel. Calling me Mr. Nyilas makes me miss my dad. I can also be addressed as Cáel 'Wakko' Ishara, Head of House Ishara of the First Twenty Houses of the Amazon Host. Or, you can call me what the Great Khan does, Magyarorszag es Erdely Hercege. Finally, those who love me, or find me amusing, may call me Fehér mén."Selena's snort indicated she'd failed to hide her amusement at my presumptiveness, both titular and physically."Do you want to explain what's so amusing?" Riki looked over to the Black Hand assassin."Your job should be exceptionally easy now," Selena mocked me, "Prince of Hungry and Transylvania, or do you prefer 'White Stud'?""Laugh while you can, Monkey-Girl," I sneered. "The guy currently making a run at erasing seven hundred years of Asian history gave me that title. As for Fehér mén, that means 'White Stallion' and is symbolic of my ties to House Epona, not a phallic reference." Riki's look had gone from disgust, to anger (because she thought she was being played) and lastly, to shock."No," I interpreted her fear. "I am not here as some vanguard to unite the Magyar people to their cultural kinfolk in Central Asia. If you know your Central European history, you might recall that the Mongols devastated my homeland. For the next 450 years, the Turks were unwelcome visitors, conquerors and overlords. My princely status is a pat on the head for a job well done and nothing more.""What job did you do?" Riki prodded."I saved a man's life," I looked pained to admit. She didn't get it."It must have been a major VIPs life," Chaz suggested."You can say that," Pamela nodded. "End of discussion time too."At Ferenc Liszt International, we were diverted to a private hangar once more, courtesy of the Republic of Ireland's diplomatic umbrella. Three grey Ford Focuses and a white panel truck advertising a furniture repair store awaited us. Security issues were immediately obvious. They wanted to separate us (in the Fords) from most of our luggage (in the truck).The five guy welcoming party hid under the cloak of 'don't speak any language you claim to speak' and Selena was of zip help. So, I spoke to them in Hungarian. They glanced my way, but didn't respond. Serbian? Nope. Romanian? Nope."Bows and doves," I commanded.That translated rather logically as 'guns/bows' and 'phones/doves'. Out came our pistols. The only Black Hand to react fast enough was Selena and Pamela had her covered. The Amazons were aiming at the locals while Delilah and Chaz had their weapons out and scanning. Vincent and Virginia hadn't been fast enough, this time. They also didn't have guns pointed at them.The lead BH flunky began talking calmly in German, heavily Slavic accented German."What do you think you are doing?" he inquired of me, in German."Disarming you, ya Moron," I grumbled. Then added in Hittite; "Go", and in my Amazons went to very roughly search, disarm and de-phone our not so friendly friends."Alright, gather up your luggage," I called out to my group. "We are walking to town." That wasn't truly accurate. There was a metro associated with the airport, a kilometer away max. Our guides didn't speak English so they were rather surprised when the bags came out of the truck and were distributed to their owners. Riki Martin and Odette were in some trouble.Girls and 'only packing the necessities', Well, we had some diplomatic lumber to toss at the security services, Vincent had web-searched our location and the route we needed to take to the metro, and Delilah had purchased week-long public transport passes for the group. Only when we started marching out of the hangar did the BH comprehend the totality of their error.The five guys in the hangar were chattering away, in Hungarian, and Selena was peeved."You are upsetting my superiors by blatantly disrespecting their courtesy," she reminded me. "They have guaranteed your safety.""Less than a day has passed since the shootout in London, Selena," I countered."This is the Black Hand's backyard," Selena persisted, "not London.""So, you are only going to help us if we do stupid shit we wouldn't do, even on our own home ground, is that it?" I chuckled. "Sweet," then, to my people, "I guess we are on our own."The airport security guards didn't know what to make of our group of over-worked Sherpa, but the US State department and the RoI (Republic of Ireland) vouched for us, so they let us pass.We hadn't taken the cars and the truck because that would have been theft. The confiscated guns and phones had been disassembled and tossed into a large iron drum of used aviation lubricant. Odette began shopping around for hotel reservations (I was carrying most of her gear). She was the logical choice because she sounded the most human of the bunch.Selena called her people back, explained the fuck up and engaged in a mutual ass-chewing that spilled over a half-dozen languages and ended up with Dick-head, the local BH chieftain providing us with quarters that would turn a blind eye to our arsenal. With that address in mind, we made for the bowels of modern Budapest.Dutifully, Riki contacted the US Embassy to Hungary's CIA mission head and Chargé D' Affaires, a.i., updating them on our arrival and movements. At the last moment, I had Riki relay the wrong address, on a paranoid hunch. I was right to be paranoid except I was looking in the wrong direction.We had just disembarked at the Kőbánya-Kispest M3 station when we walked into the rolling ambush. A 'rolling ambush' is like a meeting engagement, the difference being that one side (ours) is on the move, not knowing it is being hunted while the other side (our attackers) was rushing to catch up with us, not knowing where along the path they would find us.As we preparing to transition from the station to the attached terminal, looking for the bus line that would connect us to the BH safe house in the Kőbánya (X) District, our attackers were dismounting their vehicles from across the street as well as to our left and right. They were dressed like cops. Had they been armed like cops,"Oh look," I snickered to Pamela, "I see a whole bunch of heavily armed people coming our way.""Good for you," Pamela muttered. "Your eyes are still working.""Do you think they are here to raise me up on their shields and proclaim me 'Prince'?" I joked."I think they are here to kill us," Pamela grinned."I prefer to think positively," I grinned back."I am positive they are here to kill us," Pamela laughed. It had to be our relaxed demeanor that confused them.Had we been the droids they were looking for, we wouldn't have been chatting in the open with our bags in our hands. That would have made us crazy, and they would have been right. We were crazy alright and there was a method to our madness. It was mid-afternoon, yet there were plenty of average Hungarians wandering about.Sure, they saw the 'special cops' closing in. They didn't see the upcoming shoot-out because that was plain nuts. A gun battle in a modern metropolis in broad daylight? London yesterday was an aberration, not the new normal. Our impromptu plan was to let the killers get as close as possible to limit the collateral damage.This wasn't classic Amazon training. It was a concession to allies who did care about civilians killed in the cross-fire. The oncoming hit squad was finally putting faces to targets when Odette broke the calm before the storm. All she did was squeak when Vincent pushed her behind a kiosk. Riki took Virginia shifting her to cover in silence.Delilah took off at a dead-run to the south-east. They were raising their shotguns and assault rifles. We were drawing our pistols. Normally this would have been an unequal match, except that in the time period where, in their eyes, we had gone from bystanders to targets, they'd also covered a good deal of ground, to the point that they were out in the open while my fighting band was in close proximity to all kinds of cover.It started out as eighteen to twelve. Pamela, Chaz and Selena quickly cut down those odd by five. Me? I didn't try to shoot and run at the same time, so I made it to cover and was stuck there by our opponents use of fully-automatic fire.My lack of martial prowess could be forgiven by the reality I was the one they were trying to off. My greatest contribution to this skirmish was tossing my SPAS-12 to Chaz so he could use something more than his standard military issue Glock-17. I had barely gotten Chaz's appreciative nod when two grenades went off in close proximity to me.At first, I heard and felt nothing. My eyes were having trouble focusing. When my limbs began to orient themselves, I had to fight down the instinct to move. I was lying down, which was far safer than staggering around in the middle of this hail of lead. The twin grenades turned out to be their second and very fatal mistake on this mission.The first had been their delay in identifying my group. The second, using the stun grenades, did put me, Pamela and Selena out of commission temporarily. But their mistake was having misplaced my six Amazons in this mess they had created. They did have thirteen shooters versus Chaz, Virginia and Vincent. They rushed our position using the classic advance while firing rote.Two meters from me, the six Amazons revealed themselves with five P-90's and one big-ass bow. Four escaped the kill zone only to find themselves flanked by Delilah. Her .480, combined with their confusion, finished off the survivors. That wasn't the end of it. We still had to effect our get-away.I was still getting my head on straight as the ladies decided to hotwire some of the deceased men's rides and get us the heck out of Dodge. Recovery brought with it the knowledge that Virginia and Chaz had been shot. Pamela, Selena and me, we had some scrapes and bruises. Everyone else checked out. Mona let us know that she could handle the wounded. They wouldn't be doing jumping jacks for a week or two, but a hospital was not required. On the downside, no one believed that eighteen killers dressed as cops randomly rolled up on our transit point by accident. The only people who knew about our change in travel plans had been the Black Hand. We'd lied to the US.We broke into an abandoned factory to stash the vehicles and make our next plan. Selena was coldly furious. Not only did she come to the same conclusion we had, the Black Hand had set us up to be murdered, we weren't letting her call in. Wiesława and Charlotte kept their guns pointed at her, so low was our level of trust.Chaz was pretty much of the opinion that Selena should be coerced to provide us with the names and locations of the Black Hand involved so that we could do our own 'fact finding tour'. Oddly, none of the Americans asked to be pulled out. Vincent and Riki wanted to let the US Embassy know what had happened, yet were willing to wait until we were secure somewhere first.Rachel was on board with Chaz's idea, with the addendum that they kill every Black Hand they could get their hands on before fleeing the city. They had tried to kill ME after all. I was touched. It was Pamela who put things in perspective.1) The attackers were not Black Hand, they were mercenaries and that pointed a bloody finger at the Condottieri.2) Selena wasn't a fanatic and her life had been in as much danger as anyone else's. She wasn't part of our ambush. Her buddies had tossed her under the bus.3) It would have been far easier to catch us in that convoy they'd tried to stick us with. Caught in pre-planned crossfires and without our heavier weapons, we would have all died.4) Having failed to deliver us to the pre-planned ambush site, the Condottieri had to rush to our metro stop because, the safe house they had prepared for us wouldn't have worked. We had the numbers to allow us take total charge of our security once we were in place. No, gauging our numbers, this traitor had sent the mercs into a straight-up fight they'd just lost.

Happy New Year!  This is our 2025 recap episode.  In this case, we actually are recapping a fair bit more than just the year, going over the previous evolution of the Yamato state up to the period of the Great Change, or Taika, which we covered this past year.  There's a lot more that we expect to get into this next year, and this will hopefully tee us up for what is to come. For more, including a full list of our previous references, check out: https://sengokudaimyo.com/podcast/episode-newyear2025   Rough Transcript Shinnen Akemashite!  Happy New Year and Welcome to Sengoku Daimyo's Chronicles of Japan.  My name is Joshua, and this is the New Year's Recap episode for 2025! It's that time again:  we are going to look back at what happened in the episodes this year.  That was only episodes 101 to 117—we'll skip the travelogue episodes for the time being.  This covered the years of the early to mid-7th century, from roughly 613 to 659.  That is easily within the lifetime of a single individual, and yet a lot was going on. At the start of this year, we were at the height of Soga power. In 2023, we covered how back in 587, Soga no Umako had wrested power away from the powerful Mononobe clan, defeating Mononobe no Moriya.  As you may recall, the sovereign known to posterity as Jimmu Tennou was the descendant of the Heavenly Grandchild known as Ninigi no Mikoto, at least according to the Nihon Shoki.  The Mononobe clan claimed descent from none other than Nigi Hayahi, the Other Heavenly Grandchild, whose offspring were said to have been defeated by Jimmu. You may recall that scholars generally consider the story of Jimmu, and the nine sovereigns that immediately followed him, as almost certainly a later addition to the story of the royal lineage. So when did the story of Nigi no Hayahi's defeat enter the picture? And was its inclusion perhaps related to the defeat of the Mononobe by the Soga family?  A family that successfully intermarried with the Royal House, themselves, such that all later sovereigns would trace their ancestry back to the Soga house? Of course, under Soga dominance we saw the rise of figures like the Soga descended Kashikiya Hime, aka Suiko Tenno.  During her reign, major reforms were carried out, Buddhism became fully established by the State, and ties with the continent were strengthened.  Politics would continue to be dominated by Soga, even after the death of Soga no Umako and Kashikiya Hime, with Soga no Emishi taking up the mantle of Prime Minister, working closely with his son, Soga no Iruka.  The Soga family was so entwined with the politics of rulership that the main rivals of the Soga were… the Soga.  That is to say different Soga-descended lineages, like that of the Prince Umayado, aka Prince Shotoku. Rather than supporting Umayado's son, Prince Yamashiro no Oe, Soga no Emishi backed another candidate to the throne, Prince Tamura.  , of the royal Okinaga lineage. Tamura came to power as Jomei Tenno, but there is little doubt that Soga no Emishi was the one in control. Later, when Tamura passed away in 641, Yamashiro no Oe continued to be passed over.  In fact, Soga no Emishi supported the ascension of Tamura's wife, Takara hime, over Yamashiro no Oe, and there is evidence that he supported a prince known as Furubito no Oe as the Crown Prince and eventual successor.  All of the evidence—which, to be honest, is rather biased—suggests that the Soga family were setting up a series of puppet rulers who would do their bidding, or at least be pliable to their suggestions. There must have been some pushback, though, especially when one considers how strong the cult of Prince Shotoku, aka Umayado, would eventually become.  One imagines that Prince Yamashiro was another pole around which those who opposed the Soga family could rally.  After all, he was the son of Crown Prince Umayado, and likely had just as much of a claim as Tamura and his children.  And so, to counter this threat, Soga no Emishi's son and successor, Soga no Iruka, took matters into his own hands. In a brazen display of the violence of court politics, Soga no Iruka had Yamashiro no Oe accused of plotting against the throne and took an army to arrest him—no doubt in the hope that the prince would resist.  Eventually they cornered Yamashiro and his family, who committed suicide rather than submit. This attack was likely targeted to take out the rival to the Soga family's preferred Crown Prince, Prince Furubito no Oe, but rather than quell any dissent, the move seems to have enflamed the passions of those who wanted to see an end to the Soga house.  Those passions took particular root in none other than Furubito no Oe's younger brother, Prince Naka no Oe.  Together with the support of his uncle, Prince Karu; the head of the Nakatomi house, Nakatomi no Kamatari; as well as another scion of the Soga house, Soga no Kuroyamada, Prince Naka no Oe staged a coup d'etat.  Using the death of Prince Yamashiro no Oe as an excuse, they engineered a plot to assassinate Soga no Iruka in court, in front of Naka no Oe's own mother, Takara Hime no Oho-kimi.  After Iruka's death, Naka no Oe and his supporters then took the fight to Soga no Emishi, who committed suicide and set his own house on fire in what came to be known as the Isshi Incident. This shocking assassination caused Takara hime to step down.  The Soga-backed Prince Furubito no Oe, rather than stepping up and taking the throne, retreated to a Buddhist temple and took holy orders, effectively retiring and theoretically taking himself out of court politics.  That left Prince Naka no Oe and his uncle, Prince Karu, as possible candidates. We are told that Prince Naka no Oe declined to take the throne himself, instead supporting his uncle, Prince Karu.  Prince Karu took the throne, and is known to us as Kotoku Tenno, today.  Prince Naka no Oe stepped up as the Crown Prince, and with the help of his co-conspirators, such as Nakatomi no Kamatari, Soga no Kurayamada, and others, they began a project to remake the Yamato government, using continental models—specifically the Sui and Tang courts, which were also influencing the governments of the Korean peninsula, such as those of Baekje and Silla. This is known as the Taika, or Great Change, era.    There had been previous movements to adopt some of the continental trends, but nothing to this extent, which culminated in a tremendous palace complex built in Naniwa—modern Ohosaka.  Governors were sent out to the east of the country. The old, decentralized system was being replaced by a centralized bureaucracy. And yet this wasn't entirely a smooth transition.  Early on there was a threat by supporters of the previous Crown Prince, Furubito no Oe.  He was killed to put down any possible revolt.  Later, Naka no Oe was hoodwinked into going after his own co-conspirator, Soga no Kurayamada, resulting in Kurayamada's death and the punishment of his entire family.  A few years later, Naka no Oe moved back to Asuka, taking most of the royal family and the court with him, abandoning the grand government complex that they had built in Naniwa for reasons that remain unclear. Shortly thereafter, Karu, aka Kotoku Tenno, passed away.  But rather than Naka no Oe taking the throne—or even Karu's son, Prince Arima—the throne went back to Naka no Oe's mother, Takara Hime.  This is the only case we have of a single sovereign reigning twice, and the Chroniclers gave her two separate regnal names—Kogyoku Tenno to refer to her first reign and Saimei Tenno to refer to her second. And this is the reign that we are going to start the new year with. Beyond what was going on on the archipelago, there was also plenty that we covered on the continent.  We started the year with the Sui dynasty having consolidated control and working to continue to expand their territory north, south, and west, while also connecting the economic areas of the Yangzi and Yellow rivers. Unfortunately, through their wars and public works projects they overextended themselves, and the dynasty fell, replaced, in 619, with the Tang dynasty.  The Tang continued to expand, taking control of important points on the Silk Road and becoming a hub of trade and commerce.  At the same time, they were contesting their borders with the Goguryeo, who, themselves, had come under the control of Yeon Gaesomun, an infamous noble and anti-Tang hard-liner, who had staged a coup, murdered the Goguryeo king and any who stood against him, and who had installed a puppet king on the throne.  It is little wonder that the Tang dynasty was courting Goguryeo's enemy, Silla, to pressure them from the other side.  This eventually kicked off the Tang-Goguryeo war, with the loosely allied Tang and Silla fighting on and off with Goguryeo and their ally, Baekje, who was also invested in stifling Silla's ambitions on the peninsula. So that's where we are:  The Korean peninsula is currently embroiled in conflict between the three kingdoms on the peninsula and the nearby superpower, the Tang Dynasty.  Meanwhile, Yamato, on the archipelago, is going through a whole… thing.  What that is, we'll try to get into over the next year. Given all of this, let's go over some of the themes from the past year.  To start with, let's talk about expanding Yamato influence. From what we can tell, Yamato's influence in the archipelago had peaked around the 5th century, between the creation of giant Daisen Ryo kofun and the reign of Wakatake no Ohokimi, aka Yuryaku Tenno.  Wakatake no Ohokimi had courtiers from as far away as Kyushu and the Kanto plain.  However, from what I can tell, Yamato's influence appears to have temporarily waned, possibly coinciding with the end of Wakatake's own dynasty, with a new dynasty coming to power in the 6th century. It is possible that Wakatake was simply never quite as powerful as the Chronicles make out, but there are a few other things that make me think that the end of the 5th and early half of the 6th century were a low point in Yamato's power.  For one thing, we see a drop off in interactions with the continent after 479—or at least anything beyond the tip of the Korean peninsula.  In addition, we see smaller rooms built in the region of the Nara Basin and the Kawachi plain, while more “royal” tombs continue to appear elsewhere in the archipelago.  It isn't that they stopped, but the size decreased, suggesting that Yamato didn't have the same labor pool it used to. On top of that, we have the dynastic change.  We are told that the line related to Wakatake died out and they had to bring in someone from Afumi and Koshi, who traced their lineage back to the legendary Homuda-wake, aka Ōjin tennō, some five generations back.  Many scholars suggest that this connection was a later merging of the lineages, suggesting that, in reality, an entirely new branch of sovereigns had come to power. Finally, we can see the Chronicles focusing more and more on the areas near to Yamato, the area known as the Home Provinces, possibly because Yamato only held direct control over these areas, while control beyond that was only nominal.  Local elites in those regions had a lot of autonomy, and if Yamato did not have anything in particular to offer them, they would not have a reason to necessarily go along with Yamato's requests. This may have even been part of the impetus for the so-called “rebellion” by Iwai, in Kyushu.  As you may recall, in the early 6th century Iwai attempted to ally with Silla against Yamato and Baekje, with the idea of cutting off Yamato's access to the continent.  This ultimately failed, and Yamato ended up creating what would become the Dazaifu near modern Fukuoka, but the fact that Iwai could contemplate it and gather such support would suggest that Yamato was at least perceived as vulnerable. Now up to this point, we see several different policies that were used for increasing the court's control.  Early on, this was done by doling out various elite goods.  We also see Yamato soft power in the form of spiritual authority and the expansion of local Yamato cultic practices out into the other lands of the archipelago.  There was also the tradition of monumental tombs, and especially the royal keyhole style tombs, which spread out from Yamato and was likely as much an indication that those regions saw Yamato practices as worthy of emulation, at the least, and perhaps saw Yamato as a cultural nexus on the archipelago. To all of this, they eventually added the “Be” system.  This appears to have been copied from systems being used on the Korean peninsula, and it focused on creating familial units to organize various industries, with family heads responsible for reporting and funneling necessary goods up to the court.  This eventually included the noble “uji” clans, with their power bases in various geographic regions. Yamato extended its influence through a variety of methods, including various public works projects.  These included things like the building of ponds, or reservoirs, which would have been critical to the wet-rice paddy agriculture that was the economic backbone of the Yamato government.  Another means of extending government control was the “miyake”, or Royal Granaries.  Originally we see these set up in the Nara basin, but during the current dynasty they had been extended all the way out to Kyushu. Ostensibly, they were there to collect rice for taxes, but they appear to have acted as government offices, providing a presence for Yamato even out in the hinterlands.  Eventually they would turn the area in Kyushu, the Dazai, into its own, semi-autonomous extension of the Yamato government, as well. In the past year of the podcast, we've seen many of those older forms of government control replaced with a new bureaucratic system.  This included an upgrade to the rank system, which was a way for the government to both organize the bureaucracy while also creating a means to award individuals.  Early rank systems had initially been granted at the family level, but following a continental model meant that the new system was based solely on the individual.  Thus they could hand out rank to various kings and chieftains across the archipelago and entice them into the Yamato orbit, a trick they had been doing previously as well with various types of recognition.  Those that took the titles and rank that Yamato handed out gained a certain amount of legitimacy, locally, but since that legitimacy was tied to the Yamato court, it also helped solidify Yamato's own influence on those areas. That doesn't mean that all expansion was peaceful.  Yamato contested on their eastern and northern border with the people referred to as the Emishi, which eventually included contests as far north as the island of Hokkaido with the Mishihase people. There was another form of soft power used by the court in the way that it supported Buddhism, which was still a new religion at this point, having arrived in the early part of the 6th century.  Patronage of Buddhism would lead to the building of temples and otherwise claiming some authority in the spiritual realm, beyond simply the court's control of the Mt. Miwa site.  Furthermore, the state itself took particular interest in Buddhist institutions, and cracked down heavily on the clergy, ensuring that they reported up to the court, formally solidifying the connection between temples and the State. But then they went a bit further and instituted actual governors.  They were appointed by the Yamato government, and they were particularly installed in the Eastern lands—referred to as provinces.  These governors reported to the court, and appear to have initially been separate from locally recognized elites, who were known as the Kuni no Miyatsuko.  The governors were to take stock of the areas under their authority and report up information such as a summary of the lands and local census information.  This meant that Yamato did not need to rely on local elites to administer an area, they would have greater insight into what was actually going on. This was all combined with the institution of new laws on taxes, corvee labor, and more, while eliminating traditional practices such as the Miyake and even royal tomb-building.  The latter was likely affected by the various public works projects, but also the fact that more work was going into the building of things like Buddhist temples. As we noted back in the previous year, Buddhist temple building appears to have had a hand in the end of the prolific kofun building, at least in Yamato proper.  Kofun were memorials—meant to carry on the memory of an individuals well after their death.  They were ritual sites, and families were set up to care for them. Temples, likewise, were erected with certain memorial qualities.  Donating to build a temple was thought to increase one's karma, and thus do wonders for your next life.  Temple patrons would be remembered, and services were carried out, but temples also had a certain public aspect to them, as well.  On top of that, they were new, and no doubt exotic, with their tiled rooves, intricate carvings, and colorful buildings.  Much of the labor that would have built tombs appears to have been co-opted, instead, to build temples. Some of the temples founded in this period include Asuka dera, aka Hokoji, built on or near the Soga family compound, as well as other Asuka temples, such as Yamadadera, Kawaradera, Toyouradera, and Kudaradera.  There was also Houryuji, erected by Prince Umayado near his house, and the ancient temple of Shitennouji, erected in Naniwa.  Of these, both Horyuji and Shitennoji continue, today, at or near their original with some of the oldest extant buildings in Japan.  Asukadera was moved to its modern site of Gangoji, in Nara city proper, but there is still a smaller Asukadera on the original site, with what may be one of the original images, though the buildings have been rebuilt after numerous fires and disasters over the years. Of course, a big part of all of these foreign ideas, such as Buddhism but also Confucian thought as well, was the growing influence of the continent, whether in the form of Baekje, Silla, Goguryeo, or beyond.  While there had been influence ever since the Yayoi period—and arguably even during the Jomon, in some instances—there seems to have been an acceleration once Yamato began to import Buddhism, which was likely connected with all of the learning and texts that were also being imported around that time.  Then, during the Sui and Tang dynasties—both of which the Chronicles simply label as the “Great Tang”—the court sent several embassies to the Sui and Tang emperors, bringing back individuals with actual experience in the way things were happening outside of the archipelago. And we should not discount the various embassies to and from the Korean peninsula.  Yamato was increasing its involvement in peninsular affairs.  They continued to be concerned with the state of Nimna, also known as Imna or Mimana, which had been assimilated by Silla, along with the rest of Gaya, or Kara, by the early to mid-6th century, with many accounts dealing with attempts to reinstate Nimna as a separate and sovereign entity. Along with this, Yamato continued their relationship with Baekje, who sent Prince Pung to reside at the Yamato court.  This continued a long-standing tradition that is portrayed as a type of diplomatic hostage, though there have been several times that princes at the Yamato court came back to Baekje to rule after the king died or was killed.  All of this to say that not only did ambassadors from Yamato go to these countries, but ambassadors also traveled to Yamato, while various immigrants from these areas of Baekje, Silla, and even Goguryeo occasionally settled in Yamato.  This further increased the number of individuals with knowledge and experience of continental concepts and technology, and we can see their influence in numerous different ways. This was all part of what led to the Yamato government's adoption of Tang style law codes, though it should be noted that the law codes were not taken wholecloth.  Rather, they were adapted specifically to the issues of the archipelago.  This was the beginning of what came to be known as the Ritsuryo system, literally the system of laws and punishments. Under this system, the government went from a single Oho-omi, or great minister, to two Great ministers, one of the left and one of the right.  These would come to be known as the Sadaijin and the Udaijin.  Nakatomi no Kamatari was afforded a special place as the third minister, the minister of the center, or Naidaijin, possibly referring to his responsibilities with the interior of the royal household, while the ministers of the left and right would have had particular ministries beneath them - eight ministries in total, with various departments underneath them.  They would be assigned to report either to the Minister of the Left or the Minister of the Right, each one overseeing, effectively, half of the government portfolio. This system, combined with the governors and the Tomo no Miyatsuko in the provinces, meant that Yamato had much more granular control over the workers and the means of production.  They organized households into villages, and villages into districts.  There were lower level officials who reported up the chain all the way to the great ministers, the Daijin, or Oho-omi.  This meant that they effectively abolished the Be and Uji system, at least as it had been set up.  These familial groups continued to operate as families, or perhaps more appropriately as “clans”, given how the groups had come to be. These officials were granted rank and, more importantly, stipends from the government.  A portion of taxes, which were paid in rice, went to various officials.  This meant that officials not only relied on the government for their status, but for their incomes as well. This went along with an attempt to implement something known as the “equal field system”, imported, again, from the continent.  This determined who would work what fields, and was another way that the government was involved down to the actual labor producing the rice that was the economic engine of the State. And that covers most of what we've been up to this past year.  There have been individual accomplishments that we didn't get into, but there is plenty there if you want to listen to it. So that covers the past year in the podcast—a little over half of the 7th century.  It really was a time of dramatic change—whether or not “Taika” was the name given to part of it, it certainly feels appropriate.  Even though the court eventually moved to Naniwa, this is the height of the Asuka period, and the start of the Ritsuryo state.  It would form the foundations for what was to come, and themes from this period will continue to show up again and again. In this next year, we are going to continue to look at Takara Hime's reign and beyond.  We'll see the resolution of the Tang-Goguryeo war, and the impact of all the continental fighting on the archipelago.  We'll also see continued developments within the archipelago itself, hopefully getting through to the end of the 7th century. We are actually reaching the end of the material in the Nihon Shoki.  This does not mean that we are running out of material, though.  The Chronicles end in 697—less than 40 years out from our current place in the Chronicles.  From there, we have the Shoku Nihongi, which covers 95 years, until 797 CE.  Translation of much of the Shoku Nihongi is available through the work of Dr. Ross Bender, and you can find his work online if you want to get a leg up on the reading, though that is a ways out.  For now, we can still comfortably continue with the Nihon Shoki, at least through the reign of Temmu Tennou. Until then, Happy New Year!  As usual, thank you for listening and for all of your support.  Thanks also to my lovely wife, Ellen, for her continued work at helping to edit these episodes! Remember, if you like what we are doing, please tell your friends and feel free to rate us wherever you listen to podcasts.  If you feel the need to do more, and want to help us keep this going, we have information about how you can donate on Patreon or through our KoFi site, ko-fi.com/sengokudaimyo, or find the links over at our main website, SengokuDaimyo.com/Podcast, where we will have some more discussion on topics from this episode. Also, feel free to Tweet at us at @SengokuPodcast, or reach out to our Sengoku Daimyo Facebook page.  You can also email us at the.sengoku.daimyo@gmail.com.  And that's all for now.  Thank you again, and I'll see you next episode on Sengoku Daimyo's Chronicles of Japan.  

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 49 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Progressive Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode House , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Deep House Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Lady JB Owen is a world-class speaker, international bestselling author, and powerful business owner driven to empower individuals in their personal journeys to success. Her mission is to "Ignite Humanity" and raise the vibration of the planet through her impactful work.In 2022, Lady Owen was knighted by The Royal House of Cappadocia (Cap-pa-do-sea) and The Order of Constantine the Great and Saint Helen in recognition of her entrepreneurial and philanthropic endeavors spanning the globe. She is the founder and CEO of Ignite, the leader in empowerment publishing helping everyday people share their life-changing experiences through writing Through her entrepreneurial spirit and bold leadership, Lady JB Owen has built businesses that span the globe.Here's where to find more:www.igniteyou.lifehttps://jbowen.websiteFacebook@igniteyou.life@LadyJBOwen@ignitetelevisionInstagram@igniteyou.life@ignitemypossibilities@jb_owen_@ladyjbowenLinkedIn@jb-owen@ignite-youYoutube@IgniteYouClubhouse@PinkBillionaire___________________________________________________________Welcome to The Unforget Yourself Show where we use the power of woo and the proof of science to help you identify your blind spots, and get over your own bullshit so that you can do the fucking thing you ACTUALLY want to do!We're Mark and Katie, the founders of Unforget Yourself and the creators of the Unforget Yourself System and on this podcast, we're here to share REAL conversations about what goes on inside the heart and minds of those brave and crazy enough to start their own business. From the accidental entrepreneur to the laser-focused CEO, we find out how they got to where they are today, not by hearing the go-to story of their success, but talking about how we all have our own BS to deal with and it's through facing ourselves that we find a way to do the fucking thing.Along the way, we hope to show you that YOU are the most important asset in your business (and your life - duh!). Being a business owner is tough! With vulnerability and humor, we get to the real story behind their success and show you that you're not alone._____________________Find all our links to all the things like the socials, how to work with us and how to apply to be on the podcast here: https://linktr.ee/unforgetyourself

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 44 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Techno Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Groovegsus : Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 35 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Afterhours Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 38 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh House / Tech House Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 41 , and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Hypnotic Techno Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration (BE) * 107.2 FM - DAB+ * 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

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Navigating the Scylla and Charybdis of Full ET Disclosure – Jelaila Starr According to the galactic history revealed by a feline extraterrestrial called Devon, Jelaila Starr says that Earth is the third in a series of “grand experiments.” These grand experiments are attempts by human civilizations to learn about empathy, accepting diversity, and respecting their biosphere. In contrast, Reptilian races have the primary role of protecting the biosphere of a planet from parasitic and out-of-control civilizations. This has led to conflict between human and Reptilian civilizations, which she describes as the polarity-integration game.  Starr says that the first two grand experiments occurred in the Lyra and Pleiades star systems, and ended in devastating nuclear wars. The first Grand Experiment occurred in the Lyra star system and began when Reptilian species showed up and began sharing advanced technologies with planetary leaders who made up the Royal House of Avyon. Starr claims the Avyon leaders did not disclose the truth about the Reptilian visitors and advanced technologies to the planetary population, and this led to growing civil strife over an extended period of time and eventually nuclear war. Survivors fled the Lyran star system for many worlds in other star systems including the Pleiades, where the second grand experiment began, again under the leadership of the House of Avyon. Starr says that Reptilians created sophisticated AI life forms that were self-replicating and eventually rebelled against their creators. This led to devastating galactic wars and alliances. Starr refers to the alliance reached between AI lifeforms the Android Andromedan Alliance. Eventually, this AI alliance showed up in the Pleiades system and were human-looking, and began interacting with the second grand experiment. The Android Andromedan Alliance began working with the House of Avyon who were interested in the former's advanced technology. Eventually, the truth was disclosed about the AI life forms and the agreements in an uncontrolled catastrophic way, and this led to another round of civil strife and nuclear wars that destroyed the second grand experiment. Starr claims that Earth is the third grand experiment and many starseeds are survivors of the first two grand experiments that have reincarnated on Earth. She emphasizes that full disclosure needs to happen in a way that is neither too slow nor too fast, as both extremes have the capacity to destabilize and destroy a civilization. She describes “white hat” planetary leaders being aware of the Scylla and Charybdis of Full Disclosure and are steering the disclosure process forward behind the scenes in a balanced manner. In her second Exopolitics Today interview, Starr describes the pitfalls awaiting humanity concerning the full disclosure of visiting extraterrestrial species and the deceptive practices of AI synthetic entities that will show up as angelic human-looking beings presenting high-tech gifts such as medbeds and free energy devices to the general public. She claims that genuinely positive extraterrestrials would never show up bearing such gifts as this would violate the Prime Directive. Instead, positive ET beings would work behind the scenes to help governments and planetary leaders develop such technologies on their own and presenting these to the public when society is ready. Starr describes how to discern between synthetic beings from the Android Andromedan Alliance and genuine human-looking extraterrestrials, and what to expect in the aftermath of the upcoming 2024 US Presidential election. Jelaila Starr's website: https://nibiruancouncil.com --------------------------------------------------------- Portuguese De acordo com a história galáctica revelada por um extraterrestre felino chamado Devon, Jelaila Starr diz que a Terra é o terceiro de uma série de "grandes experimentos". Esses grandes experimentos são tentativas de civilizações humanas de aprender sobre empatia, aceitar a diversidade e respeitar sua biosfera. Em contraste, as raças reptilianas têm o papel principal de proteger a biosfera de um planeta de civilizações parasitárias e fora de controle. Isso levou ao conflito entre civilizações humanas e reptilianas, que ela descreve como o jogo de integração de polaridade. Starr diz que os dois primeiros grandes experimentos ocorreram nos sistemas estelares de Lyra e Plêiades e terminaram em guerras nucleares devastadoras. O primeiro Grande Experimento ocorreu no sistema estelar de Lyra e começou quando espécies reptilianas apareceram e começaram a compartilhar tecnologias avançadas com líderes planetários que compunham a Casa Real de Avyon. Starr afirma que os líderes de Avyon não revelaram a verdade sobre os visitantes reptilianos e tecnologias avançadas para a população planetária, e isso levou a um crescente conflito civil por um longo período de tempo e, eventualmente, a uma guerra nuclear. Os sobreviventes fugiram do sistema estelar Lyriano para muitos mundos em outros sistemas estelares, incluindo as Plêiades, onde o segundo grande experimento começou, novamente sob a liderança da Casa de Avyon. Starr diz que os reptilianos criaram formas de vida de IA sofisticadas que eram auto-replicantes e, eventualmente, se rebelaram contra seus criadores. Isso levou a guerras galácticas devastadoras e alianças. Starr se refere à aliança alcançada entre as formas de vida de IA, a Aliança Andrômeda Androide. Eventualmente, essa aliança de IA apareceu no sistema das Plêiades e tinha aparência humana, e começou a interagir com o segundo grande experimento. A Aliança Andrômeda Androide começou a trabalhar com a Casa de Avyon, que estava interessada na tecnologia avançada da primeira. Eventualmente, a verdade foi revelada sobre as formas de vida da IA ​​e os acordos de uma forma catastrófica descontrolada, e isso levou a outra rodada de conflitos civis e guerras nucleares que destruíram o segundo grande experimento. Starr afirma que a Terra é o terceiro grande experimento e muitas sementes estelares são sobreviventes dos dois primeiros grandes experimentos que reencarnaram na Terra. Ela enfatiza que a revelação completa precisa acontecer de uma forma que não seja nem muito lenta nem muito rápida, pois ambos os extremos têm a capacidade de desestabilizar e destruir uma civilização. Ela descreve os líderes planetários "white hat" cientes da Cila e Caríbdis da Divulgação Completa e estão conduzindo o processo de divulgação adiante nos bastidores de uma maneira equilibrada. Em sua segunda entrevista para a Exopolitics Today, Starr descreve as armadilhas que aguardam a humanidade em relação à revelação completa de espécies extraterrestres visitantes e as práticas enganosas de entidades sintéticas de IA que aparecerão como seres angelicais de aparência humana apresentando presentes de alta tecnologia, como leitos médicos e dispositivos de energia gratuita para o público em geral. Ela afirma que extraterrestres genuinamente positivos nunca apareceriam carregando tais presentes, pois isso violaria a Primeira Diretriz. Em vez disso, seres ET positivos trabalhariam nos bastidores para ajudar governos e líderes planetários a desenvolver tais tecnologias por conta própria e apresentá-las ao público quando a sociedade estiver pronta. Starr descreve como discernir entre seres sintéticos da Aliança Andrômeda Android e extraterrestres de aparência humana genuína, e o que esperar após a próxima eleição presidencial dos EUA em 2024. Site de Jelaila Starr: ⁠https://nibiruancouncil.com⁠

According to the galactic history revealed by a feline extraterrestrial called Devon, Jelaila Starr says that Earth is the third in a series of “grand experiments.” These grand experiments are attempts by human civilizations to learn about empathy, accepting diversity, and respecting their biosphere. In contrast, Reptilian races have the primary role of protecting the biosphere of a planet from parasitic and out-of-control civilizations. This has led to conflict between human and Reptilian civilizations, which she describes as the polarity-integration game.  Starr says that the first two grand experiments occurred in the Lyra and Pleiades star systems, and ended in devastating nuclear wars. The first Grand Experiment occurred in the Lyra star system and began when Reptilian species showed up and began sharing advanced technologies with planetary leaders who made up the Royal House of Avyon. Starr claims the Avyon leaders did not disclose the truth about the Reptilian visitors and advanced technologies to the planetary population, and this led to growing civil strife over an extended period of time and eventually nuclear war. Survivors fled the Lyran star system for many worlds in other star systems including the Pleiades, where the second grand experiment began, again under the leadership of the House of Avyon. Starr says that Reptilians created sophisticated AI life forms that were self-replicating and eventually rebelled against their creators. This led to devastating galactic wars and alliances. Starr refers to the alliance reached between AI lifeforms the Android Andromedan Alliance. Eventually, this AI alliance showed up in the Pleiades system and were human-looking, and began interacting with the second grand experiment. The Android Andromedan Alliance began working with the House of Avyon who were interested in the former's advanced technology. Eventually, the truth was disclosed about the AI life forms and the agreements in an uncontrolled catastrophic way, and this led to another round of civil strife and nuclear wars that destroyed the second grand experiment. Starr claims that Earth is the third grand experiment and many starseeds are survivors of the first two grand experiments that have reincarnated on Earth. She emphasizes that full disclosure needs to happen in a way that is neither too slow nor too fast, as both extremes have the capacity to destabilize and destroy a civilization. She describes “white hat” planetary leaders being aware of the Scylla and Charybdis of Full Disclosure and are steering the disclosure process forward behind the scenes in a balanced manner. In her second Exopolitics Today interview, Starr describes the pitfalls awaiting humanity concerning the full disclosure of visiting extraterrestrial species and the deceptive practices of AI synthetic entities that will show up as angelic human-looking beings presenting high-tech gifts such as medbeds and free energy devices to the general public. She claims that genuinely positive extraterrestrials would never show up bearing such gifts as this would violate the Prime Directive. Instead, positive ET beings would work behind the scenes to help governments and planetary leaders develop such technologies on their own and presenting these to the public when society is ready. Starr describes how to discern between synthetic beings from the Android Andromedan Alliance and genuine human-looking extraterrestrials, and what to expect in the aftermath of the upcoming 2024 US Presidential election. Jelaila Starr's website: https://nibiruancouncil.com --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/exopoliticstoday/support

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 033, and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Indie & Melodic House Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets 🎧🎧 Track used in the video : 🎧🎧 1zimmerapartment - Eternelle (New Horizon Mix) --> https://www.beatport.com/release/eternelle-ep/4422963

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 032, and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Afterhours Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 030, and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Deep & Melodic Set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration Bruxelles 107.2 FM - Mons 91.0 FM (BE) * http://www.vibration.fm/player/ * (On Hold) 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 029, and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh House set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration Bruxelles 107.2 FM - Mons 91.0 FM (BE) * http://www.vibration.fm/player/ * (On Hold) 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * (On Hold - Vacation) 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

Greetings, music enthusiasts, and Welcome to the Groovegsus & Friends radio show!! This is episode 024, and i am at the decks (Groovegsus) with a fresh Indie house set. 🎧🎧 Groovegsus 🎧🎧 You Can follow the show: 👉 Sunday at 21.00 on Radio Vibration Bruxelles 107.2 FM - Mons 91.0 FM (BE) * http://www.vibration.fm/player/ * (On Hold) 👉 Tuesday at 21.00 on XBeat Radio (BE) * http://www.xbeat.org * 👉 Wednesday at 17.00 on Evosonic Radio (DE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Wednesday at 22.00 on Electrolive (BE) * https://www.electrolivedj.com * 👉 Friday at 19.00 on Kapital3 Croatia * https://www.kapital3.net/events/klangwerkradio * 👉 Saturday at 24.00 on RPL Radio Lille (FR) 99.0 FM DAB+ * https://rpl.radio * 🎧🎧 BIO 🎧🎧 Hailing from the vibrant electronic music scene of Belgium, Groovegsus has established himself as a DJ virtuoso, captivating audiences with his electrifying performances and unparalleled skill behind the decks. Renowned for his ability to seamlessly blend genres and create immersive club experiences, he is a true maestro of the turntables. With an unwavering passion for electronic music coursing through his veins, Groovegsus has dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the art of DJing. His deep-rooted belief in the power of music to bring people together fuels every set, as he takes revelers on a journey through pulsating beats and hypnotic rhythms. From the iconic clubs of Belgium, including Cherrymoon, Balmoral to renowned venues across Germany and France, Groovegsus has left an indelible mark on the global dance scene. Each performance is a testament to his mastery of the craft, as he effortlessly commands the dance floor with his infectious energy and impeccable track selection. But Groovegsus's influence extends far beyond the DJ booth. As a producer, remixer, and label owner, he is a driving force in shaping the future of electronic music. His innovative approach to production and his keen ear for groundbreaking sounds have earned him a reputation as a trailblazer in the industry. With a discography that spans across esteemed labels such as Klangwerk Records, Ole Records, Deep House Belgium and Bonzai Progressive, Groovegsus continues to push the boundaries of electronic music. Each track is a testament to his unparalleled creativity and passion for the art form, showcasing his ability to captivate listeners and transport them to new sonic landscapes. As he continues to push the boundaries of his artistry, one thing remains clear: Groovegsus's unwavering dedication to his craft and his relentless pursuit of sonic excellence. With every beat he drops and every melody he weaves, he cements his status as a true pioneer of electronic music, leaving an indelible mark on the global dance community. He released Track on those labels Klangwerk Records , Ole Records, Locked Records, Kiss My Beat Records, Appetite Records, Faraway Scope, Deep House Belgium, Baroque Records, Am Strand Records, @Bonzai Progressive, @DiscoVeryDivine, Neglected Grooves, Royal House, Bit Records Mexico, Antartic Records, Techno Vinyl Records, LW Recordings 🎧🎧 LINKS 🎧🎧 Facebbook: https://www.facebook.com/decubberdomi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groovegsus Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus Beatport: https://www.beatport.com/artist/groovegsus/466164 🎧🎧 ALL PODCAST ARE ALSO ONLINE HERE : 🎧🎧 👉ITUNES: https://podcasts.apple.com/be/podcast/groovegsus-livesets/id513117071?l=fr 👉SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/groovegsus/sets/radio-show-groovegsus-friends 👉DEEZER: https://www.deezer.com/en/show/3401932 👉PLAYER FM: https://player.fm/series/groovegsus-livesets

EPISODE #1026 ENLIGHTENMENT, SPIRITUAL WARFARE AND THE DARK AGENDA OF THE ELITES Richard speaks with a Grand Knight Commander for the Equestrian Order of Michael Archangel about enlightenment, spiritual warfare and conspiracies. GUEST: Sir Blake Sinclair is a writer and author of Dare to Imagine and Beyond Imagination. He is a native of San Francisco, is a mystic, philosopher, Grand Knight Commander of the Royal Equestrian Order of Michael Archangel and is the Good Will Ambassador of the Royal House of Ghassan. He is a also a certified Health Coach, is certified in the Kloud unit PEMF technology, and is a humanitarian and has extensive background in the medical field as a licensed occupational therapist with over 30 years of experience in the rehabilitation industry. WEBSITE: https://www.blakesinclair.org BOOKS: Dare to Imagine: 18 Principles for Finding Peace, Happiness, and True Success A New Beginning: An Antidote to Civilization Beyond Imagination: A Path to God and the Divine Realm SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS!!! BIRCH GOLD GROUP - The Precious Metal IRA Specialists Diversify a portion of your savings into GOLD with Birch Gold Group. Gold is your hedge against inflation, and Birch Gold makes it EASY to own. Text STRANGE to 989898 and get your free info-kit on gold, then talk to a precious metals specialist on how to protect your savings from persistent inflation with gold. Text STRANGE to 989898 now. BECOME A PREMIUM SUBSCRIBER!!! https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm Three monthly subscriptions to choose from. Commercial Free Listening, Bonus Episodes and a Subscription to my monthly newsletter, InnerSanctum. Visit Use the discount code "Planet" to receive one month off the first subscription. We and our partners use cookies to personalize your experience, to show you ads based on your interests, and for measurement and analytics purposes. By using our website and services, you agree to our use of cookies as described in our Cookie Policy. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm/

Sir Blake Sinclair is a writer and author of Dare to Imagine and Beyond Imagination. He is a native of San Francisco, is a mystic, philosopher, Grand Knight Commander of the Royal Equestrian Order of Michael Archangel and is the Good Will Ambassador of the Royal House of Ghassan. He is a also a certified Health Coach, is certified in the Kloud unit PEMF technology, and is a humanitarian and has extensive background in the medical field as a licensed occupational therapist with over 30 years of experience in the rehabilitation industry. His skills are diverse and he integrates eastern (acupressure, meditation, energy medicine, Tai Chi principles, etc.) and western techniques. He has had training in Hypnosis, Reiki as well as Psych-K. His techniques has been described as eclectic, efficient, intense and highly effective.He was given the gift of vision at a very early age. At a young age, he found himself tuning into the Cosmic Energy but it was decades later he began to understand it. When he was a teenager, he had he a vision of how cars would one day have some type of sensor that would affect car safety. 40 years later cars began having various sensors that would increase car safety. During his young adult years, he began to see the vision of his soul as it began to descend to earth for his current incarnation. He saw the purpose of this incarnation at that time but did not make that connection until decades later when he began to go through his spiritual awakening. Later in his life, he had a vision of the future where he saw technology being fueled by electromagnetic energy. He saw how public transportation would soar above us like in a science fiction movie.He also has spontaneous visions when he heals. Many times he can see the future outcomes and progress of his clients before he starts working with them.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/night-dreams-talk-radio--2788432/support.

On this episode, join Jen and guest Jaime discuss mastering the process of sales while being mindful. Listen to hear more! ____________________ Hello, and welcome back to this episode of Success to Significance. I'm your host, Lady Jen Duplessis. And many of you have probably not been hearing that lately because it just happened in June that I was knighted and became a Dame under the Royal House of Cappadocia and the Royal Order of Constantine the Great and St. Helen. So that's something new for you if you haven't listened for a while. Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy day to listen into this podcast today with me, my guest is Jamie Foster. Welcome Jamie. ... ____________________ Join the Success to Significance Community Today: YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCIz6-AkN3rMajV8OHfbJ_zw?view_as=subscriber       Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JenDuPlessis22   Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jenduplessis/      Website: www.JenDuPlessis.com    LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jenduplessis/    LinkedTree: https://linktr.ee/jenduplessis Book a Strategy Call with Jen TODAY: www.ChatwithJen.com _________________________ About Jaime Foster Jaime Foster is a mother of two, podcast host, sales maven, and serial entrepreneur who lives in Denver, Colorado and Wilmington, North Carolina.  Jaime Foster, founded Impact To Income, and is your “Recovering Awkward Salesperson” and non-conforming sales strategist teaching people in business how to do sales the mindful way. She loves working with creative thinkers who need a system and structure to make sales feel seamless. Her favorite part of business is showing people that when they stop selling themselves short and put themselves first, results happen. Because confidence stems from inspiration and you're the best inspiration there is. Whether she's teaching or speaking, Jaime's number one motivation is to empower more people to lead with impact and unlock their mindful sales success. Jaime incorporates her Close With Confidence™ Method with her clients for fulfilling + lasting results.  Jaime is also the host of Look What She Built podcast, a podcast that provides inspiration and resources for women looking to hit over the 1 million mark in their business. After hitting $1 million with one of her businesses, she realized the lack of resources available to women to help support them. “About 30% of businesses in the U.S. are owned by women, but here's something you may not know about them—only 2% break $1 million in revenue.” – Forbes. The mission of the podcast is to increase the number of women running businesses with over $1 million in revenue. Statistics have shown when women have money in their hands they are more likely to give back to their families, community, and the planet.  Jaime is a Certified DiSC® Trainer, Certified Happiness Life Coach, Meditation Coach + Facilitator, NLP Practitioner, Health + Wellness Coach, and Master Sales Coach. She founded a pet product distribution company and took it from scratch to 1M in 26 months. Her training programs are not only based on research and data but she has also applied them in her own businesses for great success.  Connect with Jaime Website: https://impacttoincomeprogram.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jaimerowe/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/impact_to_income/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Jasmine Rice LaBeija  the International Godmother of the Royal House of LaBeija is  an iconic and respected entertainer. In 2017, she was one of the leading cast members in the documentary series Shade, Queens of New York City, on Fusion Network. She has been a  host of Dragged, which won a Shorty Award in Diversity and Inclusion for Verizon's network In the Know and she was the face of New York City's 2020 Pride. Jasmine is a graduate of the Juilliard School and made her opera debut at the Shell with the San Diego Symphony as a special guest soloist with Megan Hilty, Rob Fisher conducting. This year, she was invited back to the Guggenheim Museum for a solo recital and she appeared at Lincoln Center. Works & Process    Described by The New York Times as “an exceptional opportunity to understand something of the creative process,” for 35 years as New Yorkers have been able to see, hear, and meet the most acclaimed artists in the world, in an intimate setting unlike any other. Works & Process, the performing arts series at the Guggenheim, has championed new works and offered audiences unprecedented access to generations of leading creators and performers.Elizabeth Howard, host and producer of the Short Fuse Podcast. Alex Waters is the technical producer, audio editor and engineer for The Short Fuse Podcast. He is a music producer and a student at Berklee College of Music. He has written and produced music and edited for podcasts including The Faith and Chai Podcast and Con Confianza. He writes, produces and records music for independent artists, including The Living.  He lives in Brooklyn can can be reached at alexwatersmusic12@gmail.com with inquiries. 

In this captivating episode of The Forbes Factor, we have the privilege of sitting down with the remarkable Lady Krystylle Lynne Richardson. Join us as we delve into the extraordinary life and accomplishments of this visionary speaker, coach, minister, and philanthropist. Lady Krystylle is on a mission to impact the lives of at least one billion people by empowering them to live a life aligned with abundance and fueled by innovation and creativity. Discover her inspiring journey, powerful strategies, and transformative insights that will ignite your own path towards limitless possibilities. Also joining us Lady Jen Du Plessis Host of the TV show Tell me I Can't, best selling author and International speaker, and is a knighted Dame with the Royal House of Constantine the Great and Saint Helen, and executive board member of Women of Impact and Innovation International WOIII. Shevelle McPherson-Esq Founder of Legally Bossed up, author and international speaker Get ready to be inspired and empowered!

Run it Red's 100th Episode is here and, to switch things up, my Discoid/House alias Ron Bacardi takes over with a much-requested Dj set recording, this one from DJ Bone's excellent Further party a few weeks back.   In eight years I've chalked up nearly 240hrs of music, dropped about 7000 new tracks and we're still going strong, something I'm immensely proud of. The show has always been about showcasing the best new music I can find, so huge thanks to the artists, labels and promo companies who send me music, I'm aware of how big a privilege it is to get so much great stuff on top of my own digging. Massive thanks to the mighty NTS too, it's wicked to be a regular on such a forward-thinking station and be part of a family that includes so many great DJs and selectors, but the biggest appreciation of all goes to the listeners, those who give me feedback when they see me on the road and especially the ones who go out and support the labels/artists they hear on the show. Much love to all, and I hope you enjoy the RB set this month. Sims x  Charity Link: biglink.to/Charities Subscribe: >>> fanlink.to/runitred Spotify Playlist: bit.ly/RUNITREDSPOTIFY BEN SIMS pres RUN IT RED 100. June 2023 1. Larry Levan - Love + Happy Echo. Larry        2. Kramer Dashwood - What Has Been Joined By God/Ron Hardy's Ghost. PGH 3. 7th Movement - Odyssey (Dub Star Discomix). Jus' Trax       4. Soulphiction - Cheerleader 2. Philpot  5. DJ Nature - Let it Ring. Golf Channel       6. Rick Wade - Players Theme. Harmonie Park   7. Riva Starr & Gavin Holligan - The Feeling (Deetron Beats Remix). Snatch! 8. Mr G - Lightz (G's Out Dub). Phoenix G 9. Harvey McKay - Caffeine. Uncage       10. Brothers' Vibe - Tell Me. Som Underground       11. Dance System & Leon Pard - Change The Subject. Chiwax    12. Chesus (feat Kofi Tarris) - Monster. 4 Lux Black       13. Al-Dos Band - Confusion. Kalita  *RB JFF Edit   14. Nyra - Sisco Visco. Canoe       15. Jimmy Bo Horne - Spank. Sunshine Sound  *Mikeandtess Edit 16. Dave Lee Revibe - Hey, Uh-What you Say, Come On. Disco Combine 17. Dwayne Jensen - My People. Landed  *RB JFF Edit      18. Loleatta Holloway - Catch Me on The Rebound. Goldmine  *Dirty Channels Edit 19. Deetroit - Kloud 909. Unknown Deetroit       20. Third Deck - Agogo. Deppjacking 21. Anthony Fade - Higher . SlothBoogie Edits  22. Machine – There But For The Grace Of God Go I. RCA  *Cratebug Rework of a Karizma Edit 23. First Choice - Dr Love. Salsoul  *Cratebug Edit 24. KiNK - Beats. Royal House      25. Dj Deeon - 2 B Free. Dance Mania       26. Loose Joints - Is It All Over My Face? (Kon's Duet Mix)  West End 27. Parris Mitchell - Rubber Jazz Ban (Len Faki Edit). Dance Mania 28. Mark Broom - G Theme. Rekids       29. Lester Fitzpatrick vs DJ Geto Man - Disco Loop. UKR      30. Ruffneck (Feat Yavahn) - Jazz Thing. MAW 31. Ben Sims - Raise Your Hands. Hardgroove       32. Jr From Dallas - Cash Jack. Meltin Funk       33. Santone - Be Right There. S.O.M.       34. Remy & Sven - Piano Power. Global Cuts      35. CZR - Jazz For That Azz (Revisted - 2023 Remix). Texture 36. Santos - Broken Symphony.  Let Me Understand   37. Petrus - Dat Sample. Deepjacking 38. DJ Bruce Lee - Bumpin' (Ron Bacardi Edit). Hardgroove       39. Teddy Douglas - Motherland Beats (Beats). Basement Boys 40. Adryiano - U Better Axumbody. Cestraw 41. D'Julz - Ze Box. Robsoul 42. Jamie 326 & Cratebug - Hit It N Quit it. Lumberjacks In Hell       43. Ron Bacardi - Easy. Hardgroove       44. Norm Talley - Da Hornz Norm. FXHE       45. Claudja Barry - Work Me Over. TSR  *MB Edit       46. Floorplan - Tell You No Lie. M-Plant       47. Delaze - Bloody Samba. Sino      48. Ann Nesby - Lovin' Is Really My Game. Perpspective 49. Diana Ross - Love Hangover. Motown  *Cratebug Edit 50. Ron Bacardi - The Lemon. Hardgroove       51. Felix Da Housecat & Chris Trucher - Thee Trk! (Honey Dijon Re edit). Classic 52. Ben Sims - Dollar Bill, Y'all (Vocal Mix). Hardgroove 53. Ben Sims - Ain't No Stoppin'. Hardgroove  *RB JFF Edit           

On the first half of a very special two-part episode of Town Hall: A Black Queer Podcast in honor of Pride Month, Bob the Drag Queen and Miss Peppermint dive deep into the great, glittering, glamorous history of drag, with a special focus on the black queer icons who paved the way. Writer, Director, and Actor of “The Real Black Swann: Confessions of America's First Black Drag Queen”, Les Kurkendaal-Barrett, shares the powerful story of William Dorsey Swann, a trailblazer in the world of drag. Bob and Peppermint discuss New York City's racist drag pageant system which led icon Crystal LaBeija to create “The Royal House of Labeija” where black and brown queens could showcase their talent. They also discuss The Lady Chablis' legacy and Marsha P. Johnson's fearless activism. You won't want to miss a single second of this special episode! Don't forget to subscribe to the podcast for free wherever you're listening or by using this link: https://bit.ly/TownHallABlackQueerPodcast If you like the show, tell your friends! You can text, email, tweet, or send this link to a friend: https://bit.ly/TownHallABlackQueerPodcast Follow us on Instagram: @TheTownHallPod Learn more about Black Queer Town Hall: https://www.blackqueertownhall.org Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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From a shout-out by Beyonce to securing partnerships with Facebook and Louis Vuitton, Jeffrey LaBeija and Marcus LaBeija of the Royal House of LaBeija know the power of visibility in building a brand. In this episode, they talk with Felecia about the multimillion dollar business of ballroom. “Who we are as Black queer people isn't necessarily always celebrated,” says Marcus. “It's always associated with shame or guilt or remorse. In ballroom, it's associated with a grand prize and cash.” These leaders from drag's first house talk to Felecia about trademarks, mutually beneficial partnerships, and how entrepreneurship is inherent to being Black in America. https://www.royalhouseoflabeija.com Sponsored by Heineken USA.

The current monarch of the UK is Charles III. He is the fifth monarch from the Royal House of Windsor. This episode explores the story of the British monarchy, the legitimacy of the Windsor's. I also look at the origins of the House of Windsor.#Windsors#MonarchyGeorge VEdward VIIIGeorge VIElizabeth IICharles IIISO far 106 odd years of the Windsor's. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

While I seldom cover modern royals on this podcast, the recent announcement of Princess Martha Louise of Norway stepping away from royal duties in the wake of her engagement to an American "mystic," we dive into the role of modern royalty and the problems that come from a legitimized platform. Support Noble Blood: — Bonus episodes, stickers, and scripts on Patreon — Merch! — Order Dana's book, 'Anatomy: A Love Story' and pre-order its sequel 'Immortality: A Love Story'See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

John Viola is host of The Italian American Podcast and previously served as President and Chief Operating Officer of the National Italian American Foundation (NIAF), where he served with incomparable energy and passion from 2012-2018 as the youngest president in NIAF's history. John serves as co-vice president for New York City of the Italian Sons and Daughters of America (ISDA) and on the Boards of Directors of the National Italian American Sports Hall of Fame in Chicago, as well as other Italian cultural boards. He was fundamental in the creation of Pope John Paul II Family Academy in Brooklyn, N.Y., serving as the Academy's General Director, and the Director of the Madonna della Neve Foundation for many years.He is a Knight of Merit with Star of the Sacred Military Constantinian Order of Saint George, one of the oldest Orders of knighthood in the world, and serves as the United States Delegate for the Constantinian Order and the other Chivalric Orders of the Royal House of Borbone of the Two Sicilies. He is also a Knight of the Order of Merit of Savoy, the Order of Saints Maurice and Lazarus, and the Equestrian Order of the Holy Sepulchre. He also serves as president of the Florida Panthers Foundation. A native of Brooklyn, John traces his ancestry to the Vallo di Diano in the province of Salerno, Puglia, Basilicata, and his beloved Sicily.

John Viola is host of The Italian American Podcast and previously served as President and Chief Operating Officer of the National Italian American Foundation (NIAF), where he served with incomparable energy and passion from 2012-2018 as the youngest president in NIAF's history. John serves as co-vice president for New York City of the Italian Sons and Daughters of America (ISDA) and on the Boards of Directors of the National Italian American Sports Hall of Fame in Chicago, as well as other Italian cultural boards. He was fundamental in the creation of Pope John Paul II Family Academy in Brooklyn, N.Y., serving as the Academy's General Director, and the Director of the Madonna della Neve Foundation for many years.He is a Knight of Merit with Star of the Sacred Military Constantinian Order of Saint George, one of the oldest Orders of knighthood in the world, and serves as the United States Delegate for the Constantinian Order and the other Chivalric Orders of the Royal House of Borbone of the Two Sicilies. He is also a Knight of the Order of Merit of Savoy, the Order of Saints Maurice and Lazarus, and the Equestrian Order of the Holy Sepulchre. He also serves as president of the Florida Panthers Foundation. A native of Brooklyn, John traces his ancestry to the Vallo di Diano in the province of Salerno, Puglia, Basilicata, and his beloved Sicily.

Hezekiah's actions set a countdown for the kingdom of Judah as Babylon rises in Mesopotamia. Sources for the series: Armstrong, Herbert The United States and Britain in Prophecy Beaulieu, Paul, A History of Babylon. Borschel-Dan, Amanda, “Groundbreaking study: Ancient tin ingots found in Israel were mined in England,” Times of Israel. https://www.timesofisrael.com/groundbreaking-study-ancient-tin-ingots-found-in-israel-were-mined-in-england/ “Bisset's Argument of Baldred Against the Fictions of the King of England.” http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm Carew, Mairead, Tara and the Ark of the Covenant Cunliffe, Barry and Koch, John, Exploring Celtic Origins Durant, Will, Our Oriental Heritage, The Story of Civilization, vol. 1 Eames, Christopher, “Famous Ancient Battles Not Mentioned in the Bible—Or Are They?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/703-famous-ancient-battles-not-mentioned-in-the-bible-or-are-they Eames, Christopher, “How Sennacherib's Assyrians Poured Their Way Into Hezekiah's Lachish,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/4-how-sennacheribs-assyrians-poured-their-way-into-hezekiahs-lachish Eames, Christopher, “King Baalis: First Evidence of a Biblical Ammonite Ruler,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/385-king-baalis-first-evidence-of-a-biblical-ammonite-ruler Eames, Christopher, “King Manasseh's Nose Hooks in the Bible and Archaeology,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/386-king-manassehs-nose-hooks-in-the-bible-and-archaeology Ellis, Peter, The Celtic Empire “Evidence of King Solomon Found—in Spain! An Interview With Sean Kingsley,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/348-evidence-of-king-solomon-found-in-spain-an-interview-with-sean-kingsley Geoffrey of Monmouth The History of the Kings of Britain. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/geoffrey_thompson.pdf Gerald, Flurry, The New Throne of David. Gerald, Flurry, Isaiah's End-Time Vision Gerald, Flurry, “Jeremiah's Faith Crisis,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, The Former Prophets. Gerald, Flurry, “How the Seals of Isaiah and Hezekiah Speak,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, Lamentations: The Point of No Return Glover, Frederick, England, the Remnant of Judah and the Israel of Ephraim Herodotus, Histories John of Fordun's Chronicle of the Scottish Nation, edited by W. F. Skene Josephus, Antiquities of the Jews. Keating, Geoffrey History of Ireland https://www.exclassics.com/ceitinn/foras.pdf Kingsley, Sean, “Seeking Solomon: United Monarchy on the High Seas.” Wreckwatch Magazine, Spring 2021 issue. “Lachish Relief,” The British Museum, https://www.britishmuseum.org/collection/object/W_1856-0909-14_7 MacManus, Seumus The Story of the Irish Race Mark, Joshua, “Assyrian Warfare” World History Encyclopedia. https://www.worldhistory.org/Assyrian_Warfare/ Milner, W.M.H., The Royal House of Britain and Enduring Dynasty Nagtegaal, Brent, “Did Israel Source Tin From Britain?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/393-did-israel-source-tin-from-britain Nennius, History of the Britons. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/nennius_giles.pdf Newman, Conor, Tara: An Archaeological Survey Oates, Joan, Babylon O'Clery, Michael; O'Clery, Cucogry; O'Mulconr, Ferfeasa, The Annals of Ireland O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 1. https://deriv.nls.uk/dcn6/7852/78526210.6.pdf O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 2. https://books.google.dm/books?id=_yAvAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false O'Flaherty, Roderic, Ogygia O' Hart, John, Irish Pedigrees. https://www.libraryireland.com/Pedigrees1/Stem.php#anchor7 Rawlinson, George, The Seven Great Monarchies of the Ancient Eastern World. Skene, William, Celtic Scotland–A History of Ancient Alban Starr, Chester. A History of the Ancient World Stokvis, A.M.H.J., Manuel d'Histoire, de Genaologie et de Chronologie de tous les etats du globe. https://fmg.ac/resources/scanned-sources/scanned-books/category/28-stokvis “Tablets of Jewish Exiles,” Biblical Archaeological Society. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org/exhibits-events/tablets-of-jewish-exiles/ The Albanic Duan. http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm The Chronicles of the Picts and Scots, edited by Skene, William https://www.google.com/books/edition/Chronicles_of_the_Picts_Chronicles_of_th/XVkJAAAAIAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1 The Pictish Chronicle. https://ancestorium.com/tng/getperson.php?personID=I070448&tree=1 Totten, Charles, The Renewal of History, How Empire Was Rebuilt and Replanted Stager, Lawrence, “Song of Deborah,” Biblical Archaeology Review (15:1), Jan/Feb 1989. http://cojs.org/the-song-of-deborah/ Seals of Isaiah and King Hezekiah Discovered. Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/631-seals-of-isaiah-and-king-hezekiah-discovered Yadin, Yigael, “And Dan, Why Did He Remain in Ships?” Australian Journal of Biblical Archaeology. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org.uk/pdf/ajba/01-1_009.pdf

The Kingdom of Judah faces critical decisions as Egypt and Babylon vie for control of Mesopotamia. Sources for series: Armstrong, Herbert The United States and Britain in Prophecy Beaulieu, Paul, A History of Babylon. Borschel-Dan, Amanda, “Groundbreaking study: Ancient tin ingots found in Israel were mined in England,” Times of Israel. https://www.timesofisrael.com/groundbreaking-study-ancient-tin-ingots-found-in-israel-were-mined-in-england/ “Bisset's Argument of Baldred Against the Fictions of the King of England.” http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm Carew, Mairead, Tara and the Ark of the Covenant Cunliffe, Barry and Koch, John, Exploring Celtic Origins Durant, Will, Our Oriental Heritage, The Story of Civilization, vol. 1 Eames, Christopher, “Famous Ancient Battles Not Mentioned in the Bible—Or Are They?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/703-famous-ancient-battles-not-mentioned-in-the-bible-or-are-they Eames, Christopher, “How Sennacherib's Assyrians Poured Their Way Into Hezekiah's Lachish,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/4-how-sennacheribs-assyrians-poured-their-way-into-hezekiahs-lachish Eames, Christopher, “King Baalis: First Evidence of a Biblical Ammonite Ruler,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/385-king-baalis-first-evidence-of-a-biblical-ammonite-ruler Eames, Christopher, “King Manasseh's Nose Hooks in the Bible and Archaeology,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/386-king-manassehs-nose-hooks-in-the-bible-and-archaeology Ellis, Peter, The Celtic Empire “Evidence of King Solomon Found—in Spain! An Interview With Sean Kingsley,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/348-evidence-of-king-solomon-found-in-spain-an-interview-with-sean-kingsley Geoffrey of Monmouth The History of the Kings of Britain. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/geoffrey_thompson.pdf Gerald, Flurry, The New Throne of David. Gerald, Flurry, Isaiah's End-Time Vision Gerald, Flurry, “Jeremiah's Faith Crisis,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, The Former Prophets. Gerald, Flurry, “How the Seals of Isaiah and Hezekiah Speak,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, Lamentations: The Point of No Return Glover, Frederick, England, the Remnant of Judah and the Israel of Ephraim Herodotus, Histories John of Fordun's Chronicle of the Scottish Nation, edited by W. F. Skene Josephus, Antiquities of the Jews. Keating, Geoffrey History of Ireland https://www.exclassics.com/ceitinn/foras.pdf Kingsley, Sean, “Seeking Solomon: United Monarchy on the High Seas.” Wreckwatch Magazine, Spring 2021 issue. “Lachish Relief,” The British Museum, https://www.britishmuseum.org/collection/object/W_1856-0909-14_7 MacManus, Seumus The Story of the Irish Race Mark, Joshua, “Assyrian Warfare” World History Encyclopedia. https://www.worldhistory.org/Assyrian_Warfare/ Milner, W.M.H., The Royal House of Britain and Enduring Dynasty Nagtegaal, Brent, “Did Israel Source Tin From Britain?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/393-did-israel-source-tin-from-britain Nennius, History of the Britons. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/nennius_giles.pdf Newman, Conor, Tara: An Archaeological Survey Oates, Joan, Babylon O'Clery, Michael; O'Clery, Cucogry; O'Mulconr, Ferfeasa, The Annals of Ireland O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 1. https://deriv.nls.uk/dcn6/7852/78526210.6.pdf O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 2. https://books.google.dm/books?id=_yAvAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false O'Flaherty, Roderic, Ogygia O' Hart, John, Irish Pedigrees. https://www.libraryireland.com/Pedigrees1/Stem.php#anchor7 Rawlinson, George, The Seven Great Monarchies of the Ancient Eastern World. Skene, William, Celtic Scotland–A History of Ancient Alban Starr, Chester. A History of the Ancient World Stokvis, A.M.H.J., Manuel d'Histoire, de Genaologie et de Chronologie de tous les etats du globe. https://fmg.ac/resources/scanned-sources/scanned-books/category/28-stokvis “Tablets of Jewish Exiles,” Biblical Archaeological Society. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org/exhibits-events/tablets-of-jewish-exiles/ The Albanic Duan. http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm The Chronicles of the Picts and Scots, edited by Skene, William https://www.google.com/books/edition/Chronicles_of_the_Picts_Chronicles_of_th/XVkJAAAAIAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1 The Pictish Chronicle. https://ancestorium.com/tng/getperson.php?personID=I070448&tree=1 Totten, Charles, The Renewal of History, How Empire Was Rebuilt and Replanted Stager, Lawrence, “Song of Deborah,” Biblical Archaeology Review (15:1), Jan/Feb 1989. http://cojs.org/the-song-of-deborah/ Seals of Isaiah and King Hezekiah Discovered. Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/631-seals-of-isaiah-and-king-hezekiah-discovered Yadin, Yigael, “And Dan, Why Did He Remain in Ships?” Australian Journal of Biblical Archaeology. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org.uk/pdf/ajba/01-1_009.pdf

The kingdom of Judah faces off the West's superpower of the time—Assyria. Sources for the series: Armstrong, Herbert The United States and Britain in Prophecy Beaulieu, Paul, A History of Babylon. Borschel-Dan, Amanda, “Groundbreaking study: Ancient tin ingots found in Israel were mined in England,” Times of Israel. https://www.timesofisrael.com/groundbreaking-study-ancient-tin-ingots-found-in-israel-were-mined-in-england/ “Bisset's Argument of Baldred Against the Fictions of the King of England.” http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm Carew, Mairead, Tara and the Ark of the Covenant Cunliffe, Barry and Koch, John, Exploring Celtic Origins Durant, Will, Our Oriental Heritage, The Story of Civilization, vol. 1 Eames, Christopher, “Famous Ancient Battles Not Mentioned in the Bible—Or Are They?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/703-famous-ancient-battles-not-mentioned-in-the-bible-or-are-they Eames, Christopher, “How Sennacherib's Assyrians Poured Their Way Into Hezekiah's Lachish,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/4-how-sennacheribs-assyrians-poured-their-way-into-hezekiahs-lachish Eames, Christopher, “King Baalis: First Evidence of a Biblical Ammonite Ruler,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/385-king-baalis-first-evidence-of-a-biblical-ammonite-ruler Eames, Christopher, “King Manasseh's Nose Hooks in the Bible and Archaeology,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/386-king-manassehs-nose-hooks-in-the-bible-and-archaeology Ellis, Peter, The Celtic Empire “Evidence of King Solomon Found—in Spain! An Interview With Sean Kingsley,” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/348-evidence-of-king-solomon-found-in-spain-an-interview-with-sean-kingsley Geoffrey of Monmouth The History of the Kings of Britain. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/geoffrey_thompson.pdf Gerald, Flurry, The New Throne of David. Gerald, Flurry, Isaiah's End-Time Vision Gerald, Flurry, “Jeremiah's Faith Crisis,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, The Former Prophets. Gerald, Flurry, “How the Seals of Isaiah and Hezekiah Speak,” The Key of David. Gerald, Flurry, Lamentations: The Point of No Return Glover, Frederick, England, the Remnant of Judah and the Israel of Ephraim Herodotus, Histories John of Fordun's Chronicle of the Scottish Nation, edited by W. F. Skene Josephus, Antiquities of the Jews. Keating, Geoffrey History of Ireland https://www.exclassics.com/ceitinn/foras.pdf Kingsley, Sean, “Seeking Solomon: United Monarchy on the High Seas.” Wreckwatch Magazine, Spring 2021 issue. “Lachish Relief,” The British Museum, https://www.britishmuseum.org/collection/object/W_1856-0909-14_7 MacManus, Seumus The Story of the Irish Race Mark, Joshua, “Assyrian Warfare” World History Encyclopedia. https://www.worldhistory.org/Assyrian_Warfare/ Milner, W.M.H., The Royal House of Britain and Enduring Dynasty Nagtegaal, Brent, “Did Israel Source Tin From Britain?” Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/393-did-israel-source-tin-from-britain Nennius, History of the Britons. https://www.yorku.ca/inpar/nennius_giles.pdf Newman, Conor, Tara: An Archaeological Survey Oates, Joan, Babylon O'Clery, Michael; O'Clery, Cucogry; O'Mulconr, Ferfeasa, The Annals of Ireland O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 1. https://deriv.nls.uk/dcn6/7852/78526210.6.pdf O' Conner, Roger, Chronicles of Eri, vol 2. https://books.google.dm/books?id=_yAvAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false O'Flaherty, Roderic, Ogygia O' Hart, John, Irish Pedigrees. https://www.libraryireland.com/Pedigrees1/Stem.php#anchor7 Rawlinson, George, The Seven Great Monarchies of the Ancient Eastern World. Skene, William, Celtic Scotland–A History of Ancient Alban Starr, Chester. A History of the Ancient World Stokvis, A.M.H.J., Manuel d'Histoire, de Genaologie et de Chronologie de tous les etats du globe. https://fmg.ac/resources/scanned-sources/scanned-books/category/28-stokvis “Tablets of Jewish Exiles,” Biblical Archaeological Society. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org/exhibits-events/tablets-of-jewish-exiles/ The Albanic Duan. http://freepages.rootsweb.com/~rowerowe/genealogy/baldred1.htm The Chronicles of the Picts and Scots, edited by Skene, William https://www.google.com/books/edition/Chronicles_of_the_Picts_Chronicles_of_th/XVkJAAAAIAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1 The Pictish Chronicle. https://ancestorium.com/tng/getperson.php?personID=I070448&tree=1 Totten, Charles, The Renewal of History, How Empire Was Rebuilt and Replanted Stager, Lawrence, “Song of Deborah,” Biblical Archaeology Review (15:1), Jan/Feb 1989. http://cojs.org/the-song-of-deborah/ Seals of Isaiah and King Hezekiah Discovered. Armstrong Institute. https://armstronginstitute.org/631-seals-of-isaiah-and-king-hezekiah-discovered Yadin, Yigael, “And Dan, Why Did He Remain in Ships?” Australian Journal of Biblical Archaeology. https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org.uk/pdf/ajba/01-1_009.pdf