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HannibalThe whole destiny of Hannibal revolves around the idea of freedom and is centered by hatred.The Roman presence in the mediterranian sea was less intended to free trade rather than supremacy after the first Punic war.The rule through which money gave wealth to a city was broken by the new militarized roman laws.The world he tried to revive was a decaying one.He never saw the law as a harmless protector and rally the barbarians against it.He took the odds.He fought within the established rules of engagement,won,but was denied the gain after Cannae.He understood then the loss,the ancient world was about to change forever and he couldn't find himself a place in it anymore not even put in charge at the battle at Zama.He spent his last years as an outlaw and his name bore for centuries the wrath of the romans.
Delir exclus Într-un delir trofic de azi dimineaţă pe George îl cuprinse indispoziţia spre după-amiază neputând stăpâni delirul tremens asociat suişului abrupt al creierului său îmbibat de alcool.Fiecare dimineaţă pierdută pentru sine se configura ca amintire a unei ameţeli stăpâne pe orizontul întunecat ce se isca din neputinţa de a se stăpâni în faţa paharului.Pătrunde alături de beţie într-un labirint atemporal ale cărui valenţele afective nu fac decît să rezolve accelerat insignifianţa prezenţei lui în anticamerele lingvistice ale verbelor ce pot răni din orgoliu pe cei pe care încă le caută dezlegarea fiinţării neantului.Prinşi în mrejele unui control asanat de sens,acesta le caută slăbiciunea conceptuală în faţa cezarului.Căci totul se reduc
Homo sapiens Cuvintele sale ostoite de un freamăt muzical găsit într-însul de fiecare dată cand îşi întalneşte sinele,parte acelei armonii spaţiale din care a reuşit să rupă direcţii clare trecute repede printr-un filtru intern ce reuşeşte de fiecare dată să-l treacă dincolo de identitatea de expresie verbală cu cei care si-au însuşit limbajul ca o formulă de a precede realitatea şi a şi-o apropia ante-factum.Dar iată ca realitatea nu permite de fiecare dată exprimări aidoma voliţiei cognitive in principiul pluralităţii de voinţe.Iar dacă o cultură nu este capabilă să menţină acest echilibru democratic,verbul unei comunităţi lingvistice va trece la modul imperativ orice acţiune îndreptată împotriva impurităţii de limbă şi rasă.Acest construct lingvisti
La fantana Înaintea sa o vale întinsă se deschidea privirii sale întunecate care cauta un orizont aidoma unei fântîni ce poate potoli setea dar nu şi privirea.Acolo jos stătea scris ceea ce se alătura imaginii lui despre sine,o licărire ce-i reducea fiinţa într-o urmă de nenorociri ce urmau să se întâmple.Cu tot dezgustul său pentru asemenea fatalităţi pe care reuşise să le înfrângă eliberându-şi sinele în marea impersonală cu care va fi luptat ani la rândul şi din care a rupt doar o dorinţă de a se stăpâni,de a trece dincolo de stihii alienate de existenţa lui fără seamăn,într-o credinţă ce îi precede paşii într-o viaţă în care zeii sunt impuri.O credinţă ca aceasta,ce la randul ei pleacă din sânul unei vieţi pusă în slujba
Eremitul Dezamăgirea îl scufundă,îi pleacă capul într-un abis amețitor chiar și pentru cei mai de seamă eremiți.Și din negura privirii sale acum inițiate întru răutate iese la iveală scopul pentru care a îndurat veșnicia.Nu o privește în față,nu o acceptă în tăcere ci iși strigă lăuntrul să-l doboare.Se macină sufletește cum de nu îndrăznește fie să-i fie curmată suflarea,fie să curme la rândul său viata,pulsul său nemernic ce trage după sine o afinitate pentru o viață pe care nu o înțelege.Dar știe prea-bine ce ține de existentă,poate prea multe pentru a o transmuta aidoma ființei sale.Și își pleacă înca o dată privirea pentru care a plivit rădăcina estetică în lume,înlăuntrul arhaic al suflet
godlike us ! With every generation that is so lost one must rise in order to restore Christianity to the archaic believes they need to discharge their hate upon thee,the one,myself.Purpose,a strong word that has to initiate others yet so fragile in our grasp as long as it has 'augen und ohr' that can't be denied.And yet so addictive to me even to cross boundaries of the heart between life continuum and a presence delayed in time,either past or future,never in an actual time of an existence that has conquered both under such consequences the Gods turned to stone in their wrath against the one that stood his ground.Earth has come forward to allow existence to develop itself beyond boundaries of the acknowledged since man dared to envision his reality on the icy walls of Altamira or Niaux in his search to a rich prey.Art is the expression of an early thirst that can't rely on a sole reality rather than the whole expectation of what may occur in reality.To seize the moment,has turned reality into
DevotionOpen wide societies are just a deliberate counterfeit of a reality that can provide the daily existence.Hence,there is a duality in an existence that believes in its freedom versus a freedom that believes in its existence.It has been proved that reality consists of both.Communism has its root in a non-sense value of the human life yet possible given the circumstances of a daily life based on a working factor that can provide the needs of a plant.Literally,communism was a vegetable factory.Quite true given the fact that you should have waken up by five in the morning for your glass of milk.The existence had once again a provider which was undeniable strong in numbers and weakened by the voice of quantification.Quality was reduced to silence yet money gave an opportunity for those wanting to see more that just figures,values.And values that utter your inner self communion with the universe they live in,the questions that drive mankind towards a resolution that complies with the laws of p
the DelayedTime in the universe is delayed by light.There is undoubtedly a hiatus between what actually happens in the universe and what we see happening.Science has always mastered predictions far in the universe.Proper science jumps in time,looking backward and forward in time.Time is cellular for the time being.Independent and interdependent.When it comes to relate time either positive and abstract with self entities you get a glimpse of a time network that grows relentlessly in your grasp.Time has matter when is confronted by it and emerges in temporal tissues as the organs that keep our bodies in life.Think of our neural circuits that speed up our perception on basis of electricity.Light up your brain for the storm to come.Do it in time or elsewhere you'll be delayed.There is only one possibility of having the exact time in the universe and it isn't given by a precise clock rather by presence.Your presence in the universe is time itself.You see now elsewhere around you only your image.If you
the EdgeThe cutthroats of corpses rushed at the human pile which laid stinking into a pit at the edge of a wall on which their women began weeping.The wall set out the consciousness of other human chaff that had found a brutal way to make fun of existence.Here, on this side thronging to satisfy their hunger with meat scraps and swill that the workers put in the service of the State religion of what was left of their humanity,were throwing those whom they called the unclean.Looking at each of these from up top they seal a pity you will find among those labelled as well as sub-humans.With a habitus that they kept sacred to satisfy the hubris of a sub-species of people that can't be put at work,they were the memorial that needed to be fed to maintain a social balance between good and evil, notions needed to any punitive society that wants from the ruling class,civil rights,they regarded,ravenously on the hunk of meat they were thrown over the wall of lamentations.On the other side of the wall, dr
Caught (Teacher!Levi x Reader) 700 Words Challenge
Levi wasn't sure how it happened, only that it did happen, and even that he was barely sure of anymore.
Maybe it was because you two never did get caught. Could some masochistic, voyeuristic part of him wanted the secret to spill?
His thoughts drifted lazily as he watched a pencil roll to the edge of his desk and pause, teasing him, making him ache for the simple noise of it hitting the ground.
That's what it would be labeled as, if he were to see any qualified doctor or physiologist.
"College professor, huh. Got any hot students? Have a little fun with them?" A companion had queried just last weekend.
She wasn't hot. She was beautiful.
There was nothing pornographic; fetish satisfaction about it, either. Not like you saw in pornos, the aging teacher lifting his plastic blonde student up onto a desk or a
(America x Reader) - Dieting
"No, please don't!"
"Alfred, we've discussed this already..."
"No!! Not my french fries!"
"Alfred, give that back!"
"(Naaaaaaaame), come onnnn!!"
"No, hand them over!"
"Alfred F. Jones!!"
You tackled your boyfriend to the ground in attempt to swipe the french fries he was currently stuffing in his mouth from him. He was a big guy, and for a small girl like you, even that was an accomplishment.
"Alfred, I am not going to ask again! Hand them over!!" You say sternly as you try to get the fries. Alfred just makes a noise of restraint and shakes his head.
"Noooooo!!! Don't do this to me, (Name!!!) I thought you loved me!!" The American whined and you finally managed to wrench the food from his hand.
"I do, that's WHY I'm dong this!" You say, standing up and brushing strands of your (h/c) hair out of your eyes. You take the greasy fast-food over to the trash and throw it away, ignoring Alfred's dramatic fake sobs. "Oh, don't be a baby..."
"What the bloody hell is goi
All I Need Is You - Ghost!Levi x Depressed!Reader
She woke up with a new sense that day. Like the thing that they call hope or happiness. Yep, that was another of those happy days that (f/n) counted with the fingers of her hands. She sighed, looking at the ceiling. The day was cloudy, and the faints rays of sunshine iluminated the dark room of the girl. She saw the clock that was at her left:
"But I want to be outside..." She muttered, sighing again with a smile. Then, with a little laugh, she started to wash herself in the bathroom and dress with a black t-shirt, with jeans and Converses.
"Mom, mom..." She tried to wake up her mom, but she was faintly asleep. (f/n) sighed and wrote a note to her with her bag ready.
Mommy, I'll be in the theater with Petra and the others .w.
Love ya, (f/n)
P.D.: I want a cookie :3
"Okay, that was weird, but I wrote it with pen, so..." Well, but to (f/n) write that things m
[Rin x Reader] Shark got your tongue? 
[Rin x Reader] Shark got your tongue? 
(l/n) = last name
(y/n) = first name
“Oh you swim too?”
You yelped and almost tripped. Rin quickly grabbed your arm and lifted you up. You thanked him and took a step back, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. He took no notice of your weird behavior and slung an arm around your shoulder.
“Oi Matsuoka! Come over to introduce yourself”
Rin let go of your shoulder and grinned at you before walking over to the huge crowd. You sat down at the edge of the pool and looked deeply at the water. A few bubbles floated near you. Haru jumped out of the pool and sat on the edge as well.
“The water is calm today…”
Haru silently agreed and dipped his hands into the water. You did the same and flutter kicked in silence. While Rin was introducing himself, he averted his glance from the crowd to you. He couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed that Haru sitting next
Mikasa x Male!Reader [AU]
Classes had just let out. The tall dark haired boy put on his jacket and shoved his hands into his pockets before making his way down the hall.
[Name] had decided that today was the day he was going to tell Mikasa how he felt. The thought of it made his stomach uneasy and he sighed. His flirtacious nature never caused him to have a problem with girls. Mikasa was different. She always seemed so distant and he never knew what to say to her. She was beautiful and there was something alluring about her. The black haired female never left his mind.
When [Name] stepped outside he saw Mikasa sitting on a bench by herself. He took a deep breath before walking over to her. "Hey Mikasa" His voice was calm and aloof. Mikasa looked up at the tall man in front of her and gave him a small smile. "Hey [Name]" She said in that adorable voice of hers. [Name] returned the smile before speaking again. "Wanna go for a walk?" He asked. Mikasa gave a small nod and [Name] extended his hand to her. She stared
Strangely Familiar [Neko!Levi X Reader] Drabble Scratch, scratch
'Hanji better keep it down. This paperwork isn't going to do itself. Though I wish it would.' You thought, annoyed by how the scientist decides to blow off her work to do those insane experiments of hers.
You dropped your pen in the midst of writing, not caring that it rolled off your desk and onto the floor. You stood up slowly, taking cautious steps towards the door. After staring at the doorknob for a good ten seconds, you sighed and opened the door. You examined both ends of the hallway, but no one was there.
"Hello?" You called out, but the only response was the echo of your voice. That, and a small, quiet meow. You glanced down at the floor and stared at...
This particular feline was black all over, except for his front two paws and his neck and chest area. Funny, it's almost like this cat was wearing gloves and... a cravat... T
Pokemon Boyfriend Scenarios-Meeting Your Family~~~~~~~~Red~~~~~~~~
Red walked around the living trying to calm down. He was rubbing his hands together and breathing fast.
"Red don't worry my family will like you, especially my little brother! He's a big fan of you, but be careful with my dad he's a very protective father..." you trailed off.
"Can Hana come?" Red asked nervously.
"Why?" you asked.
"If I pass out, Hana can have Ace carry me home. Plus she's very good at convincing people and if she needs to convince your dad she can."
You rolled your eyes and sighed. 'Sometimes Red is such a idiot' you thought. 'But that's why I love him'
You brought out your phone and called me. "Hey Hana can you come with us to meet my parents?" I sighed. "No." I hung up the phone.
"Oh Red my dad battles people I date so you should expect him to challenge you," I smiled when I saw a smirk on his face. Let's just hope dad doesn't throw out his OP Charizard. I swear the god if he does, he's gonna get it.
TIMESKIP TO YOUR DOORWAY <3
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Amor a tus espaldas (Sonamy) Capitulo 47Maratón 5/5
•Algunos segundos pasaron y no tenía respuesta, sabía que no estaba lista pero quería fingir que sí y engañarse a si misma, aunque, ¿sería eso posible? La mirada se quedo fija en la puerta del salón, sabía que ni bien atravesará ese pedazo de madera empezaría su martirio, lo que no sabía era si estaba lista para soportarlo o si saldría corriendo ante el mínimo flaqueo de sus nervios de acero, miro su mano entrelazada con la del chico y miro de nuevo al salón, en esos segundos, Shadow repitió su pregunta: “¿Estás lista?” “Sí, pero para apretar el botón de autodestrucción más cercano” Pensó, pero solo se limito a decir: “Sí, vamos” cuando sabía bien que sus piernas temblarían y sus lágrimas amenazarían con salir cuando viera a Sonic con Sally pero debía intentarlo, esto durará alg
TeaxKatie: Started by a drawingStarted by a drawing
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I may be Cupid at my school, but in here I'll just be the eyes of you. For I'm about to tell you a story about two girls I once knew. You see, I maybe part of it but it isn't my story. You don't need to know who I am but you need to know who these girls are. This story is about two artists Tea and Katie...
Let us start at the beginning... There was no Once Upon a Time... no Once there was... No. It all just started on an computer. Yes, a computer. You see that was what happened.
It all started by a drawing Katie had drew to cheer up a sad Tea. Who knew one drawing to cheer someone up could start a relationship to bloom? The two began to talk more and more till the two knew they had a special connection with each other...
Katie had drove almost across the country, but it was really half way across the country really. She couldn't wait to finally see her lover after all this time. It was
To My Muse I want to write about you, I want to write how only I know you when I have you besides me in sleepless nights together in worship;there I have you and find my perfect love.Your perfume reveals our love beyond your moist skin and carries me with you in the night longing for fulfillment. And when you say to me goodbye in the morning I remain alone fainting away under your sight,carrying you beyond this world in a self too in love with you.
Around you my breath deepens. You're a muse too good for my lucid inspiration.You whisper your love to me, that you want me much more for yourself. How much longer can I break from me? Give me time to grow up to you to become an anybody. Let me be yours forever in the world's vanity, it's my dream that looks like madness.To love you more than myself, to stand in my might to forget you whenever you want me any good.Between our love stands an I that is lost when you caress of me with your look.Now I can be anyone, I can
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