obehiD: The gurus came forward then. They led the way out of the room, and I followed behind Arexon. Everything felt good. The cool hard ground, the clean air, the slight brush of my tail, the weight of my ailerons. I could not say what exactly felt different, but I knew that my time as an imp in Aurelion had given me a certain appreciation for my uspec body.
The landlocked canoe that was waiting for us, was one of the army canoes. These were the canoes which I’d seen patrolling the civilians’ camp in my first week in this existence. Now, I looked wistfully back on that time. The canoe was bigger than most. The gurus sat on the front bench, behind the serf steerer, Arexon sat behind them. I took my seat behind Arexon and then we were made to wait until Yakubo arrived. It was carrying the imp. The imp seemed to be putting up a fight. It kicked at Yakubo, landing blows against the uspec’s chest.
Yakubo endured it. It brought the imp over to the canoe and climbed onboard with it. Arexon gave the order and the canoe began moving.
As if realizing that its fighting was pointless, Aliyah stopped. I felt the stillness behind me when the imp reached this point. The rest of our journey was peaceful. The hard fog gates were opened prior to our arrival. We made a right turn and moved around the walls of the Castle. Those walls were made of flow flog, the boga equivalent to our lit okun, we steered all the way through the road, which was sandwiched between the Castle on one side and the serf army barracks on the other. Until we reached our destination. These gates were not opened prior to our arrival. In fact, the soldiers manning these gates approached us. When they saw Arexon, they saluted, and then turned back around.
The gates opened shortly after.
We docked in the Castle and were escorted to a strange area. I had only been to the Castle once before, and that one visit would forever be etched in my mind. The conversation that I’d overheard and then my first meeting with Sophian. The scourging. That scourging was the reason why Sophian had to die. I could admit that I’d been wrong. I’d been wrong to draw blood, but I had apologized. Why was that not enough? My mind darted to Marcinus then. I thought of the uspec and wondered how it was doing. Was it passed the stigma of being shun? I hoped it was. Marcinus had spoiled me. Not all imperials were like Marcinus. Okay, I conceded that point. Perhaps Sophian had the right to draw blood as well. But the scourging that it had subjected me too was far more than the slight prick of my dagger against its skin. But it was imperial, and I was not.
Okay, so perhaps, the scourging as humiliating and painful as it was, was my just due for harming an imperial one. I was willing to accept it. Why did it have to add a twenty-year serfdom? That was the one piece that I just could not forgive. I could not forgive any uspec who was part of that. I could not forgive Sophian or Sophila or Arexon. Perhaps I had earned the scourging, which I doubted, but had I earned serfdom for such a small mistake?
The room we were led to was large. It was filled with tomes. My eyes bulged at the sight. Beautifully designed shelves, made out of extravagantly colored hardened fog, filled the room. None of these shelves were empty. I suddenly ached for the wisdom in this room, for the knowledge buried in the pages of the tomes. This was where the secrets to Chiboga were held, here in this room were the details of the serf armies, of the old Kuworyte religion, of everything I longed to know about the port I found myself in.
We stopped in an open area in the library. There was a black desk, and behind it, two uspecs pouring over open tomes. I recognized both of them. One was Sophian, the other was the young, Sophi. Two gurus stood at attention behind them, and there were two more standing by shelves. The two gurus we’d come with halted by two more shelves.
“Assiduity!” Arexon called out.
We all saluted, Arexon included. We stood in salute watching as Sophian continued to point at its tomes. Sophi looked up.
“Commander!” it yelled, running towards Arexon.
“Sophi!” Sophian snapped.
The young stopped in its tracks. It turned around to face its progenitor, its shoulders drooped. “Forgive me pater.”
“Come back here.”
Sophi returned.
“Sit. Continue your study.”
“Yes pater.” The uspec sat on one of the stools behind the desk, and made a studious effort of reading the tomes.
Sophian saluted. “In clover.” Our hands fell back to our sides and we stood at attention. It turned to face one of the gurus behind it. “Fetch the pious.” It ordered.
“Yes sirga.” The guru saluted, before marching out.
Sophian’s gaze trailed over each of us. This uspec could do unemotional better than anyone else I’d seen. I realized that the most animated speech I’d heard from it, was just moments earlier, when it had snapped at its offspring. Then Sophian’s gaze fell on the imp and it appeared shocked. Its shock faded only seconds after it appeared. I had never seen anyone exert so much control on their facial features. I could not help but remember that cold face staring at me while I was scourged.
“You are late.” Was the first thing Sophian said.
“Apologies imperial one, we were delayed.” Arexon replied.
“By what?”
“We lost a member of our team.”
“Are you trying to be coy Arexon? Who?”
“Nebud.”
Sophian’s gaze darted to me. “And you decided that the uspec’s life was more important than finishing your mission on time. Did I not make you aware of the stakes?”
“I do not leave soldiers behind.”
Sophian’s gaze locked on Arexon’s face. Sophi peeked up from its tome, long enough to make sure that its pater wasn’t watching, then it completely discarded the tomes altogether and chose to watch us instead.
“You do as I say commander. And your mission was to be done with haste. Both of the soldiers you took with you were expendable.”
Arexon did not respond.
“Where is the artifact?”
“It was not there.”
“What?” Sophian’s face was as impassive as it had been in the start.
“It was not there. We checked everywhere.”
“That is when you were not checking everywhere for Nebud...”
“It was …”
“You interrupt me?” Even this Sophian said coolly.
Arexon was silent. “Apologies imperial one.”
Sophian sighed. “You do not want to fail me Arexon, not now.”
“We searched everywhere; it was not there. I checked every cove, even the ones that weren’t on the map we found in Isthum’s dwelling. It’s either Takabat never had the last brio there to begin with, or someone removed it before we could.”
“We will wait for the pious.”
Arexon’s jaw ticked. “When have I ever lied to you Sophian, why would I start now?”
Sophian stared at Arexon. “We will wait for the pious.” It said, before turning back around.
Sophi’s head dropped.
Sophian walked back towards its offspring and continued its lesson. At first, I thought the tongue they spoke was foreign. Then I listened closer and realized that it had to be a dialect of the boga tongue. There were words I could just barely make out, but the accent was too strong to say for sure if it was, ‘read’ or ‘red’, I heard.
“The pious, as you requested, sirga.”
Two pious ones walked in behind the guru. One held a jug with a cyan liquid in it, the other held a cyan goblet.
“Imperial one.” They both bowed in greeting.
Sophian’s head rose. “Commander, do you submit to an inquest?” it asked, its tone flat.
“Yes sirga.” Arexon replied.
Sophian nodded.
The pious holding the goblet, placed its free hand against Arexon’s shoulder. I did not need to be in the pious one’s head to know what it was doing. My curiosity was piqued though. Would they find out about Arexon’s pansophy? Or was Arexon’s pansophy strong enough to evade them? I could hardly stand the suspense.
Finally, the pious took its hand off Arexon. Both pious placed their hands on the cyan goblet as one poured the cyan liquid into the goblet. Then they both stopped in front of Sophian’s desk. Sophian pointed at the table and they placed the goblet on it.
Sophian took its time, pointing at more things on the tome, and speaking to its offspring, before it straightened. It picked up the goblet and drank its contents.
I saw its shock for the second time in that visit. “The uspec saved your life?” this shock did not wane as quickly as the shock of seeing the imp.
“Yes, imperial one.” Arexon stated.
Sophian stared at me. At long last, it pulled its gaze away and the shock faded from its face.
“Very well then.” Sophian said. “The mighty one will be displeased and disappointed in you Arexon. If only Takabat was not already dead, I would kill the uspec myself for this wasted week. You will have the rest of the day off, and then you will start battle preparations with your two new chiefs.”
“Two new chiefs?” Arexon asked.
“I gave you my word Arexon. I said that if the uspec merits the rank I will give it. It saved your life, I cannot very well reward it by taking away its eyes.”
For some reason I did not realize that ‘the uspec’ Sophian referred to was me, until the gurus appeared in front of us. They placed earrings on Yakubo’s ears with the silver rectangle instead of the crosses that it’d had. Then they moved onto me, and I was giving the same earring. I was a chief then, one rank higher than a guru. It was the lowest rank with three outer eyes. Marcinus’ eye was safe.
The silver band came next. We were both given one silver band which was fastened about our arms. And then Yakubo was given its new eye.
“Assiduity!” Arexon called out, once all the bedecking was done.
We saluted, but I could tell that none of us felt particularly grateful.
“In clover.” Sophian said, “I did you no favors, you earned it.” Then, “dismissed.” It ordered.
“What of the imp?” Arexon asked.
“What imp?”
“The imp we brought with us. It was very helpful to us in Aurelion. If you permit, I would like to keep it as gratitude for its help.”
“Serfs do not own imps.”
“I know, but you offered me one, once before. I would like to take you up on that offer now.”
Sophian’s dismissive gaze scanned the imp. “It looks like a collectible. Do you have lust?”
“No.” the imp replied.
A pious one grabbed onto the imp’s neck. It began its screaming again then, fighting to be freed.
“It lies.” The pious said, speaking over the crying imp.
Sophian nodded, not the least bit perturbed by the screams. “It will be given as a gift to the mighty one then. My pater likes imps such as this.”
“Please Sophian,” Arexon begged, “this imp was kind to us. It made our search easier.”
Sophian’s gaze devoured Arexon. “Is it now a great suffering to serve the Kaiser in its castle, making lust. Don’t worry, the imp will be given no other work than that. That is my reward to it.”
“Please, let me have it.”
“You think you deserve a reward for your terrible performance?” Sophian glared at the imp. “Shut it up.”
A pious touched the imp and it fell to the floor. Yakubo took a step towards the imp, but Arexon’s look stopped it. I could tell how much effort it took to keep Yakubo from running to it.
“Take it away.” Sophian ordered.
The unconscious imp was carried away by a guru.
“I dismissed you.” Sophian said.
Arexon saluted, turned and stormed off. Yakubo and I walked away at a much slower pace.
“I enjoyed watching Arexon get humiliated.” I said, once we were standing outside the library.
Yakubo shook its head. When it stared at me, I saw the pain of the imp’s fate etched into each furrow in its face, and in the wet gleam of its eyes. Then it spoke, its voice pained. “How can you be so ungrateful?” It demanded. “Arexon is the only reason you are still alive.”
“And I saved its life in Aurelion as well. Now we are even.” I replied curtly, annoyed by Yakubo’s mention of an act I wished to forget. I would not be bound to Arexon.
Yakubo sighed. The words trailed softly from its lips. “I am not talking about Aurelion, I am talking about your first day in the Castle. Why do you think the imperial one chose to have you scourged after it had given the order to have you killed? Why did it let you live? From what you just saw, does Sophian appear to be the kind that has second thoughts?”
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Yesterday, around 5:30 Pm as I drove from Isuochi to Enugu, the unthinkable happened. This was just before UNTH after Awgu junction.
Suddenly, this hooded Person ( dressed in Fulani Regalia) jumped out of the bush in front of me and started shooting at my Car. Before I could make anything out of it another three appeared a bit in front and bullets started flying everywhere. I have been hearing about Fulani Herdsmen but what I saw yesterday is better imagined than experienced.
The stories I have read on how these guys operate and THE EVER ABIDING PRESENCE OF JEHOVAH all worked in those few minutes. I was determined not to stop. My Staff, Prince, who was on the Passenger sit literally passed out. As the bullets rained on my Car, I kept speeding away.
About one Kilometer from there, Just before UNTH and NNPC Mega Station was a Military Checkpoint. I heaved a sigh of relief and slowed down. I told the Army guy what was going on just behind their Post. He casually told me that they were aware.. that the driver in front of me just told them. I asked him why he was still standing there without making any move to save the vehicles behind, and he just looked at me blankly and waved me on.
By now, my entire dashboard was full of red lights. The temperature of my Car hit the highest point on the meter. I slowly drove down to the front of NNPC opposite UNTH and pulled the Car out of the road.
It was then it dawned on me what happened. There were over 20 bullet holes in my front fender. Most of these bullets hit directly at my Radiator and other things in front of the engine. The tyres which they were after, didn't get a scratch. There were also two bullet holes on the passenger side of the Car. And few others around the Booth. Let God be praised !
But in ALL these, NOT ONE OF THOSE BULLETS TOUCHED MY BODY AND THAT OF PRINCE, the boy with me. At the Military Checkpoint, we pleaded with the army people to alert others not to go in that direction.
Praise God with me.
Nigeria is surrounded.
Nowhere is safe.
This thing is far more serious.
The Government and people of Nigeria should better treat this as an emergency. It's beyond Politics. Anyone can be a victim.
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Cameron Boyce, the 20-year-old Disney Channel star, has died, according to ABC News. Heartbroken and shocked fans and co-stars have taken to social media to mourn the passing of the vibrant, beloved actor of such Disney shows as Jessie and Descendants.
The tragic news broke in the early morning hours of July 7, 2019. According to the Blast, Boyce’s death has left fans in shock because people didn’t know he was facing an illness. Fans filled social media and Boyce’s Instagram page with tributes despite the early morning hour as the news spread. Many mentioned his potential or how they grew up watching him. “…cameron boyce, the boy I grew up laughing at on grown ups and disney channel, is now gone. it’s still so difficult for me to register this whole thing,” wrote one distraught fan on Twitter.
Another fan explained: “I don’t think adults would understand this as much as we do, we practically grew up with him, we watched him everyday on our TVs…we watched him grow up. and to see him die, that’s a different level of sadness.”
In March 2019, Boyce had given an interview with the site, Dazed, in which he discussed how he wanted his roles to be seen. “It’s important to show (characters) from every walk of life so people can say, ‘I can do that too,’ and feel like their existence is acknowledged,” he said in that interview, seemingly with everything to live for.
Cameron Boyce’s family – which includes his mother, father, and sister – confirmed the sad news of his death to ABC News.
“We are utterly heartbroken and ask for privacy during this immensely difficult time as we grieve the loss of our precious son and brother,” a family spokesperson said Saturday.
Boyce’s death comes at a time when his career was taking off and he was branching out into an indie role in a thriller called Runt, in which he played “a neglected teen pulled into a cycle of violence,” according to Dazed.
“This was the first time that someone had reached out to me and instantly believed in me, without any proof that I could handle the weight of the role. I’ve done a lot of work but it’s been a lot of Disney stuff, and a lot of children’s stuff, so the fact that someone was like ‘no I totally believe that you can do this,’ was empowering,” he told the publication, seemingly looking to the future.
Boyce’s Jessie co-star Skai Jackson wrote a heartbreaking tribute to Boyce on Instagram: “don’t even know where to start… I am at a loss for words,” she wrote. “I never thought in a million years I would be writing this. Cam, you were one of a kind. My heart will be forever broken. I am so happy that I got to spend almost everyday with you on set, you gave the best hugs. I wish I would have hugged you tighter when I saw you a couple of months ago. Thank you so much for being the big brother I never had… I am so distraught and I cannot stop crying! I love you so much… fly high �� �� Gods best angle (sic).”
Cameron Boyce was from a family of Caribbean, African, and Jewish heritage. Boyce discussed his ethnicity to Raw.
“Oh man. Your guess is as good as mine,” he said. “I’m a lot of different European. I know my grandfather is from the Caribbean. And my grandmother is… You know, I’m sure they both have lineage in Africa because I’m black. I like to say that I’m bl-ewish, I’m black and I’m Jewish. So you know, me and Drake, we got that in common.” His mother worked as a health worker on skid row, and his grandmother was involved in the civil rights movement. As a result, Boyce himself gave back to society, becoming involved in charity work.
“A humanitarian, Boyce is actively involved in various philanthropic endeavors and has been particularly outspoken for Thirst Project, a non-profit organization that provides awareness for the global water crisis. Last year, Boyce launched a campaign on his birthday that raised more than $27,000 to build two wells in Swaziland and continues to actively advocate on their behalf,” his Disney bio reads.
Boyce Died From a Seizure & His Family Says His Spirit ‘Will Live on,’ Reports Say
Whenever someone dies so young, people want to know how it happened. In this case, according to The Blast, Cameron Boyce died of a seizure from what was described as an ongoing illness.
The illness was not disclosed. “The world is now undoubtedly without one of its brightest lights, but his spirit will live on through the kindness and compassion of all who knew and loved him,” his family told ABC.
In a statement to ABC News, the Disney Channel also mourned Cameron Boyce, saying, “From a young age, Cameron Boyce dreamed of sharing his extraordinary artistic talents with the world. As a young man, he was fueled by a strong desire to make a difference in peoples’ lives through his humanitarian work. He was an incredibly talented performer, a remarkably caring and thoughtful person and, above all else, he was a loving and dedicated son, brother, grandson and friend.”
“We offer our deepest condolences to his family, cast mates and colleagues and join his many millions of fans in grieving his untimely passing. He will be dearly missed.”
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ubunja: If a woman cheats on me and I don't wanna divorce I will fight fire with fire. I will cheat. But that's a Loser mentality. The winner will divorce her. A cheating woman is a great liability.
There is a reason why a King had bastards when he cheated, but a cheating Queen was executed for treason. Women have wombs that make babies and when a woman cheats she poses the danger of forcing you to raise other men's children unawares.
Never play games with a cheating woman.
Thank you.
Please do you have a pdf version of your miseducations, if so can you give me a link to download it
ubunja: don't Respond To Emotional Punches With Physical Punches
PROLOGUE. The greatest gift men have in this world is masculinity or physical power. Through physical strength men bend circumstances and people to their will, but Women, lacking the strength to match, have focused all their energies on mastering the Emotions and accomplish what men accomplish through emotional power.
LIONS RULE THE LAND; SHARKS RULE THE SEA picture masculine power as Land and feminine emotions as Sea. men are the Lions ruling the Land and women the Sharks ruling the Sea. while the Lion is undefeated on Land, he would be torn to shreds in the Sea. And while the shark is undefeated in the Sea, she would be torn to shreds on the Land. The lion and the shark can each dominate only by sticking to their native surroundings where they have home advantage.
HOW MARRIAGE BRINGS STRENGTH AND EMOTIONS TOGETHER. Because a man is physically stronger than a woman God commands the man to meet his woman in her home ground of Emotions through love (where she has the advantage). and because a woman is emotionally stronger than a man God commands the woman to meet her man in his home ground of Strength through submission (where he has the advantage) :
(Ephesians 5:22-33 New International Version (NIV) Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord...Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her)
Love makes a man emotionally vulnerable and submission makes a woman physically vulnerable. When a man loves a woman he puts himself at risk of emotional abuse and when a woman submits to a man she puts herself at risk of physical abuse. Both man and woman must voluntarily place themselves under the power of the other. Its a game of TRUST.
PHYSICAL SLAPS ARE EMOTIONAL PUNCHES. Because a man is emotionally vulnerable in love and a woman physically vulnerable in submission; when a woman provokes her man or slaps him, she is inflicting the same level of damage to his EGO and emotions that her man's fist inflicts on her face when he punches her. its not that the Male Ego is fragile, but the woman's physical slap registers as an Emotional Punch whose damage cant be seen and happens on the inside.
only a woman can say the words that can break a man and make him cry or suicidal. Only a woman can build up or tear down a man. Not his boss. not his worst enemy. Not the devil. But the woman he loves. because he is exposed to her emotionally. she has his heart in her hands. and the damage her words can cause only God can see. Not the police. Not the courts. The police and the courts only see the damage of the Physical Punch on a woman's face. But they cant see the damage of the Emotional Punch on the man's ego that started everything.
Consequently all men are at a weaker position in all cases of Domestic Violence and Spousal Abuse, since there is no human instrument that measures provocation and emotional damage. The two things that a woman's slap causes.
when women say "No man must hit a woman no matter how much she provokes him" they dont understand that a Woman's Slap is an Emotional Punch. And like all punches it delivers damage. it doeasnt matter if that damage is seen or not. It's there.
Emotional Punches delivered via provocation or slaps are as much a betrayal of trust in a relationship as physical punches delivered via the fist are. and just as it takes a man of restraint and self-control to not hit his woman, it also takes a woman of restraint and self-control to not Provoke her man.
FIGHT EMOTIONS WITH EMOTIONS and so the best way to respond to a woman slapping you is not to slap her back. Physical Strength is your domain and everyone will take the woman's side ("but you can't hit a woman" ) instead you walk out . spend the night in a hotel. reject her food for a whole week. The point is to provoke her emotionally. Our society has been so pussified that not even self-defense can be a man's excuse for hitting a woman. so your best bet is to make the issue emotional by fighting emotionally not physically. Thats the best way you can do it. Emotions leave no scars anyone can see. Never lay a hand on her.
Use provocation against provocation.
Use what your provoker also uses; emotions. and she'll soon learn you are a Lion that never enters her Shark-infested Sea of Emotions by being emotional. Rather, you stay on dry land. untouched by her emotions and provocations. you dish out your own emotional provocations YOU DON'T DISH OUT PUNCHES because YOU ARE EMOTIONALLY PROVOKED. there is a difference.
Now here is a guide on responses to emotional provocations: - She slaps you, consider it an emotional punch and "emotional-punch" her back: refuse her food, spend nights in a hotel etc. -She throws her drink at you; throw your drink at her. don't get emotional and hither. stay on dry Land and provoke her back. -she spits on your face; spit on her face too. don't get emotional and hit her. stay on dry Land - she cusses.cuss back.don't get emotional and hit her.stay on dry land. - she insults your mama, insult her mama back. Don't get emotional and hit her. Provoke her back. - she cuts up your sneakers, cut up her sneakers as well. Don't get emotional and hit her. Stay on dry land. -she throws your phone to the floor; throw her phone to the floor as well.don't get emotional and hit her.stay on dry Land. don't jump into the Sea. in other words DON'T BECOME EMOTIONAL.
I can go on forever...but you get the formula.
in all confrontations MIMIC WHAT SHE DOES because she does it all to provoke you emotionally NOT TO HURT YOU PHYSICALLY (if she wanted to hurt you physically she would have poisoned you or stabbed you). Now, by imitating her actions you stay on Land and refuse to jump into the Sea of emotions. even herself she didn't jump on Land and become physical by punching you or stabbing you. she knows Physical Provocation of you is like a Shark going on Land to face a Lion. she doesn't stand a chance. So she provokes you emotionally. the Shark stays in the Sea and provokes from there, hoping the Lion will jump in and be torn to shreds. don't fall for that trap.
And the trap is this: A woman provokes you emotionally so you become EMOTIONAL and react PHYSICALLY, and do something stupid that you will regret. something she will forever hold over you as blackmail. to weaken you.
She will provoke you and you'll hit her then she'll take a pic of her battered face or will show a friend but immediately not do anything about it. Then one day (even 10 years later) when things go sour or she wanna arm-twist you on an issue she will bring out the incident as a trump card and prevail over you.
while men keep records of friendly conversations as proof in case they are accused of rape or abuse, women keep records of nasty incidents as proof in case they need to blackmail you. or fix you.
Be smart. Stay in control.
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Please what's your advice for a cheating wife that's not divorce or beating her up
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Deicide: Please and please don't ever be that guy that always make a girl laugh it would only lead you to the friend zone.
It depends on what you want. Let me tell you something , grab a pen and write down my words for they don't come twice.
In a girll's life there are four zones where she places people of value to her. 1. The friend zone
2. The family zone
3. The babe zone
4. The Alright zone
I will explain these zones to you.
First is the friend zone, this is where she places all her friends including guys and girls. People in this zone are to keep her company, give her advice, help her in times of need and do other things that are not intimate.
Second is the family zone, this is is just similar to the one above. This zone includes her family members and also friends that she holds in high esteem, this zone is tricky and I will explain.
Once you are her female friend and she decides to family zone you, it means that you are very important in her life and she cannot do without you, but the reverse is the case for her male friends, once she family zones a male friend it means she sees you as a brother nothing more. If your aim was to eat that Pucci, you might have had a chance if you were in the friend zone but once you've been relegated to the family zone, men it's been, no Pucci for you.
Third is the babe zone, now this is the zone where most of the guys who come into her life wanna be and she knows so she doesn't put anyone there anyhow. When you are in this zone she will expressly make it clear to you that you guys are dating. And then you will now be given responsibilities such as, giving her attention, giving her money for all what nots, being faithful in the relationship, buying her things she needs and etc. Things you get to benefit from this zone are Pucci, more Pucci, too much Pucci, tiredness of Pucci.
Finally you have the Alright zone, now this is the most important zone for guys like us. Most girls don't even they have this zone until it's too late. This is the zone of collecting without pay. Some call it 'friends with benefits'. In this zone, the girl is not dating you and you are not dating her, she will friend zone you in her mind. But if you are familiar with the guidelines that Ubunja and Casanova here have been pouring out and use it right, then you'll be given the key to the Pucci for free. And if you knack that Pucci to oblivion then Okafor's law shall apply.
Once you are in this zone with us, you will find out that, you are not in her friend zone, you are not in the babe zone, but you are her friend, she likes you, she gives you that Pucci, you don't spend anything, you are not dating (meaning you can eat another Pucci and nothing comot).
Men thank God for the Alright zone. Truth is, most girls don't know they have it until it's too late, even after reading this post.
And the good thing about the Alright zone is that it's not the girl that puts the guy there, the guy puts himself there.
NB this does not apply to every single girl that you meet
Came4apost: Fact is masculinity is not the way up a woman's heart women wants comfort, some level of protection, and space for errors .. Acting manly and strict will get you nowhere with real women . All ladies take the idea of looking for comfort and step it up to the point where they become gold diggers ..my point a real woman can still be loved the normal way and treated right not socially engineered in any way .. That's a violation to me
Yes you are right these afore mentioned things, comfort, protection space for errors etc are the things a woman wants but you'll find out that in recent times an average woman is being showered with a lot of these things by so many men on dailys that they have gotten sick and tired of it that what they desire now is something different, something out of the norm. That is why most of them go after these mysterious or strange men who don't exhibit those normal attributes. But truth still be told no matter how much awareness you might try to create about how to control a woman there would still be more men out there who are falling prey to the whims of these women
I am officially getting my hands on blender eevee.
The new Blender interface is as confusing as dumb. The most important shortcut for me which is Ctrl + Shift + Alt + C is no longer working. I am supremely Pissed
It is possible to redefine your shortcuts back to 2.79
luwabrooklyn: My sub finished while watching it. Im at where he rode off his bike after meeting with da boss but so far it is cool please with all sincerity how much was spent on this project u can gimme ur email add or contact please do
Sorry for the late reply, we spent almost nothing on this project. we are still in need of sponsors
I know that most of the times our network providers and banks in Nigeria act in dubious manners so as extort their customers, from unwarranted airtime siphoning to unsolicited messages and unnecessary alert charges. But this new one has gotten on my nerves.
Some nights ago I tried transferring airtime from my First bank account to my Airtel Sim. The money was debited from my account but it never reflected in my Sim card. I thought it was network problem. Later I discovered that the money was never refunded to my account. I ignored this one. The next day I tried again to transfer airtime to my Airtel Sim and the same thing happened (this is not a small airtime). And I was still not refunded. Yesterday I tried sending airtime to my friend's Airtel Sim and exactly the same thing happened. Now my guy just transferred some huge airtime from his first bank account to his Airtel Sim and nothing entered and he has not been refunded. He is walking up and down now as my typing waiting for tomorrow morning so he can pay first bank a nice visit. So am asking, is there any other person experiencing this same issue or is there any one who knows what the problem might be.
reidkrugger: Thanks Boss. will give it a shot. Still planning my 2019.
Your work is amazing. Am also into cgi but am not as bad as you boss. I and my team are planning on a major movie project later this year and we want to partner with you. We will be needing someone of your skills.
nijabazaar: Officially, resuming posting. Its been a long while. I ve been battling periods of Creator's block...
I engaged with a friend/partner started a little office. I hope we would grow on to be a little Pixar or Illumination. Prayers channelled to all the benign Beings out there....
I hope i wont fail in this venture.
Alright, listening to Madonna's To have and not to Hold. That Ray of Light album is her bestest
I have been following your thread and other cgi threads on NL and I must say you are amazing. I am also into cgi but in my area cgi is an alien thing and as such am alone on my own. I have a team of cinematographers and film makers and we are looking forward to partnering with other cg artists for a major movie project later this year. Nigerian cg industry is still young.
Art, Graphics & Video › Re: My Animation Reidvolution by NoChill: 10:11am On Nov 19, 2019
