Return-path: Envelope-to: lojban-newreal@lojban.org Delivery-date: Tue, 10 Aug 2021 09:45:03 -0700 Received: from nobody by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with local (Exim 4.94) (envelope-from ) id 1mDUsB-000KL2-73 for lojban-newreal@lojban.org; Tue, 10 Aug 2021 09:45:03 -0700 Received: from [45.144.152.107] (port=51186 helo=mail.purestatisfaction11.club) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.94) (envelope-from ) id 1mDUs3-000KEn-IZ for lojban@lojban.org; Tue, 10 Aug 2021 09:45:02 -0700 DKIM-Signature: v=1; a=rsa-sha1; c=relaxed/relaxed; s=dkim; d=purestatisfaction11.club; h=Date:From:To:Subject:MIME-Version:Content-Type:List-Unsubscribe:Message-ID; i=robin-tyler@purestatisfaction11.club; bh=iM+tJEGWmtvAbZbIBIcLJ2Qk3CE=; b=0axl6SMlvkO+yzLf3KA76z8wtOu8z1R+6LvdztHkwhkCVwPJASjLKMS4FljrMG9bhJyqPeOt7Zu9 /Cj3dAxbtbomg6SmhP8376pNBhy9I7mbAyAq8OeKS0do5NzFWC/IKTBEpxfr8TsuUX3eLoTwHuyK t7Q8xx5+5KtYlP2wv/g= DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; c=nofws; q=dns; s=dkim; d=purestatisfaction11.club; b=VlgBcX3vU61Ixefbmuo3mDtSkKiwb7OCl6zFd0pM8C++quAtggUTnGhYz3V6i+QwpEX2AelYN/6J G3d6/EBv8vsuEN7LaLWPGjfj1O0FsySuMEiMkVbcFYgOWFVpFOwz7WZpkxs9iTLy9a2TNaHUOCig qfev8FkWi7G/TahKzq0=; Received: by mail.purestatisfaction11.club id h2amtk0001gn for ; Tue, 10 Aug 2021 12:44:18 -0400 (envelope-from ) Date: Tue, 10 Aug 2021 12:44:18 -0400 From: "Robin Tyler" To: Subject: Brighten any room in your home 8x MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_Part_157_2126404088.1628613520315" List-Unsubscribe: Message-ID: <0.0.0.1A.1D78E06F6644484.B8B8CE@mail.purestatisfaction11.club> X-Spam-Score: 2.2 (++) X-Spam_score: 2.2 X-Spam_score_int: 22 X-Spam_bar: ++ X-Spam-Report: Spam detection software, running on the system "stodi.digitalkingdom.org", has NOT identified this incoming email as spam. The original message has been attached to this so you can view it or label similar future email. If you have any questions, see the administrator of that system for details. Content preview: August Deals! 50% OFF - L. E. D LIGHT! The Daylight Garage LED is 7x Brighter Than Other Bulbs. Lumens are the unit we use to measure light, and most light bulbs put out about 800 lumens. The Daylight Garage LED, on the other hand, produce [...] Content analysis details: (2.2 points, 5.0 required) pts rule name description ---- ---------------------- -------------------------------------------------- 0.8 BAYES_50 BODY: Bayes spam probability is 40 to 60% [score: 0.5000] 0.0 URIBL_BLOCKED ADMINISTRATOR NOTICE: The query to URIBL was blocked. See http://wiki.apache.org/spamassassin/DnsBlocklists#dnsbl-block for more information. [URIs: purestatisfaction11.club] -0.0 SPF_PASS SPF: sender matches SPF record 0.0 SPF_HELO_NONE SPF: HELO does not publish an SPF Record 0.0 HTML_MESSAGE BODY: HTML included in message 0.0 HTML_FONT_LOW_CONTRAST BODY: HTML font color similar or identical to background 0.8 MPART_ALT_DIFF BODY: HTML and text parts are different -0.1 DKIM_VALID_EF Message has a valid DKIM or DK signature from envelope-from domain -0.1 DKIM_VALID_AU Message has a valid DKIM or DK signature from author's domain 0.1 DKIM_SIGNED Message has a DKIM or DK signature, not necessarily valid -0.1 DKIM_VALID Message has at least one valid DKIM or DK signature 0.8 RDNS_NONE Delivered to internal network by a host with no rDNS 0.0 LOTS_OF_MONEY Huge... sums of money 0.0 T_MONEY_PERCENT X% of a lot of money for you 0.0 T_REMOTE_IMAGE Message contains an external image ------=_Part_157_2126404088.1628613520315 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=utf-8 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit August Deals! 50% OFF - L. E. D LIGHT! The Daylight Garage LED is 7x Brighter Than Other Bulbs. Lumens are the unit we use to measure light, and most light bulbs put out about 800 lumens. The Daylight Garage LED, on the other hand, produces 6,000 lumens! 1 L. E. D Fan Light for $49. 99 [DEL: ($99. 99) 2 L. E. D Fan Light for $79. 99 [DEL: ($199. 99) SHOP NOW 50% Off! -> http://www.purestatisfaction11.club/condense-defenestrating/8284i2395V8C6G12Ju4U7f6K843p18zhscFDrfhscFDrEsvZ7mQjonQK5zWz105Kjs0v Anderson Vault Data Transfer. (18165 Bolero Drive, Parker, CO, 80134. 6678) Alter your preferences here. http://www.purestatisfaction11.club/c7d4m2395us8V610Q47f7A843I18zhscFDrfhscFDrEsvZ7LQjonQK7J1Y0BGT6Bzsvz1/slighted-splashy ------=_Part_157_2126404088.1628613520315 Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
ULTRA-BRIGHT LED GARAGE LIGHT
before and after
Instantly brighten your garage, warehouse, storage unit, basement, or other dimly-lit spaces, no tools necessary.

Simply screw in this energy efficient LED bulb as you would a traditional light bulb and get ready for a 360-degree lighting experience that's 7x brighter.
Take An Additional 50% Off TODAY!
garage light

Get out here or mail Hawking, Black, and Johl Publishing at
4265 Aerie Circle, Evans, GA 30809.4888

 

 

 

 

 e

The pearly white moon shone over me. I was covered in grime. Plumping myself on the rocking chair, the frail object broke into shreds. I scowled. I stood up, wandering around the peculiar room. A neon jar rolled across the room. Picking it up, I carefully examined it's label. Another jar, this time purple, rolled across the room. I set the neon jar on the desk and picked up the purple one. I was still curiously observing the item when a gigantic sky blue jar fell from the ceiling. Appalled, I became silent. After a little while, I gradually stepped towards the immense jar.

The names were all so weird. The neon was called Crocodile Crisis, the purple called Blushing Beauty, and the enormous one called Sugar Moon. I held up the index card that was attached to Blushing Beauty. I read the words out loud: ?Use this potion, Blushing Beauty, to make yourself become the beauty you always wanted to be. It's very simple: read these words out loud; Awaken, Venus, goddess of beauty. Make me become the beauty I want to be. Beautiana!? 

Immediately, the room started to swirl with icky green smoke. Then, something amazing happened! I stared at myself in the mirror. I was so beautiful. Smiling, I stuffed the potion and index card into my bag. I picked up the next index card, from Crocodile Crisis. ?Use this life-saving potion to help when a beast is attacking. Just read these magic words out loud: Whether crocodile, lion, or any dangerous beast, please make me live. Crisisiana!? 

The dark green smoke started to swirl again. Then, the green smoke formed the shape of a crocodile. I started to panic, but my body was not connected to my brain, suddenly. I started to fight the crocodile. In a blink of an eye, the crocodile dissolved. My eyes danced with excitement. I was going to like this potion. I grabbed a basket and stuffed it in. 

Then I grinned. Time to try Sugar Moon, I thought to myself. If the other potions were great, this should be great too. However, I made a big mistake. I decided not to read the index card, and poured all the contents of Sugar Moon onto my hair. At first, nothing happened. But then, the awful smelling smoke appeared, and it seemed to be cackling! ?Woah-- aahhh!? The smoke forced me towards the moon. I crashed. At first, the moon was as hard as rock. However, the spell had made the moon entirely made of sugar, which made the moon soft and powdery. The moon lost it's anti-gravity and started to fall. Then, a beautiful woman arose from the powdery moon.

?WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY UNIVERSE?!? she angrily screamed. ?I'M SORRY! I JUST WANTED TO TRY EVERY POTION!? I yelled back. She shook her head and sighed. ?WERE YOU IN THE HOUSE OF THE TWELVE WITCHES?? she asked-- more like shouted, because the wind was SO. LOUD. I couldn't hear anything. ?UM, MAYBE? THAT'S WHAT IT SAID ON THE DOOR!? I answered. She slapped her forehead and started to mumble. ?Asijidisha!? Suddenly, my world went blind. A little later?

?AAH! WHAT? HOW COME I CAN SEE THROUGH--? She interrupted. ?My eyes?? she guessed. ?Yes,? I replied, calming down. ?How come?? She smiled. ?The words Asijidisha aren't just anything random. It's a spell for someone to see through your own eyes. I want to teach you how dangerous the twelve witches are. Come along.? She snapped, and I started to float. I saw a cloud castle in the front and smiled. All of a sudden, ?OUCH!? I bumped into a tree. ?Oops, sorry,? the woman grinned sheepishly. ?You're seeing through MY eyes, so you can't actually see what you are running into. That's the problem about the spell. How about you come in front of me?? I nodded, and soared towards her. When I was in front of her, I gasped in shock. ?Wow! I can see myself? amazing!? Then, we passed the golden gates. The cloudy door opened gradually and out stepped?

?Naraja?? my new friend exclaimed in surprise and horror. ?Long time no see, dear Lunaria.? Naraja was a witch, I was certain, and one of the universe's most powerful of the twelve witches. One time she turned one of her minions into dust. I shuddered at the nasty thought. Lunaria straightened up and huffed. ?What are you doing here?? Naraja cackled ferociously. ?My fellow twelve witches and I left our building on purpose and set a spell to send one of the humans there. This girl over here was chosen, and I knew, I just knew, that she would toy with our precious potions. I made sure she tried Crocodile Crisis and Blushing Beauty before Sugar Moon, so I would have enough time to entirely destroy the wonderful yet horrid city of Luna!? Cackling in triumph, lightning sprayed everywhere from the tip of her fingers. 

I was furious at myself for falling into this trick. However, it seemed impossible. It's not real. It's just a dream. If I could just wake up, I thought to myself. Then, I pinched myself really hard and locked my eyes tightly. When I slowly opened my eyes, I was still floating. I was still seeing through Lunaria's eyes. Luna City was still being destroyed. And my arm was throbbing with a red pinch mark. Oh, great, I sighed. What on Earth is happening? There's absolutely no way this thing can be fixed.

All of a sudden, Lunaria started shouting, ?Wake up, dear. The bus is leaving!? I fell backwards in surprise. ?Huh? What bus?? In a blink of an eye, I was in my bed, with my pajamas on, and my mom shaking me hurriedly. I smiled. ?I'll go dress, Mom,? My mother shook her head. ?What was keeping you?? 

?Oh, I was in a battle.?

?Huh? What battle??

?You know??

?What? Can you be more specific, darling??

I smiled mysteriously and didn't respond.

It all started normal. Every day of every week, the same. Month after month, year after year. The same. It happened fast. The day the rhythm stopped, and his life was changed forever.

He was walking. His mind clouded with the events of the day. All the same. He checked his watch. It was the same watch he had bought ten years ago. The day he got the job. An ordinary job. Lots of papers, lots of work. Never changing. The job paid well, just enough to pay the bills and feed him. He didn't own a car. He didn't need one. He walked everywhere, every day. To work, to home, to the grocers down the street. There was no stop. He couldn't stop. He knew he would get home eventually, he just had to keep going.

His favorite part of the day was walking past the park. The birds, chirping a tune to the sky. The trees, swaying like dancers on a stage. And the children, running and yelling and playing. But something was wrong, something was different. He stopped, nothing was ever different.

The ground was shaking, dust rising off the ground. The birds took flight, their song no longer beautiful. The trees were shaking, their leaves falling from their strong branches. And the children were screaming.

The ground cracked as the machine rose from the earth. The hand of a corpse, rising from its grave. The man yelled and dove behind a bench, shielding himself. A boom sounded from below him as a gas pipe exploded. Heat washed over him and smoke burned his eyes. His ears were ringing. Something was falling, and he looked up. A giant slide was tipping over, right towards him. He yelled as it crashed on top of him, stopping him from moving. He was stuck, and he could feel his wrist break.

In front of him, the dust cleared and he could see the park, his escape, right in front of him. Sitting there, its engine giving off and electric hum, was the machine. The man stared at it. A large drill was attached to its front, meant for tearing through the ground. It reminded the man of the monsters and beasts he would read about when he was small. The always scarred him, but nothing compared to the fear he was feeling now. What kind of monster is this? He thought.

Something was flying through the sky above him. No- not something - someone.

The girl is flying. He thought. He stared at her as she glided through the air. Like and angel. He frowned. Am I dead?

She landed on top of the beast-like machine. Wings protruded out of her shoulders, stretching into the sky. Blue eyes stared down at the beast, scanning it. Her hair red hair flowed down her back like a river.

Like blood. The man thought. A river of blood. The red hair woman laid a hand down on the machine. For a few seconds, everything was quiet. Even the trees seemed to be holding their breath. The man watched in awe as the metal beneath the woman's hands seemed to melt away. After a couple minutes, the whole roof had been disintegrated to no more than a heap of red-hot steel.

The red hair woman wiped her hands on her pants and jumped down through the whole, into the beast. The man heard the sounds of a fight coming from the machine. He could hear the yells of pain as bullets tore through skin, as bones were broken. The man closed his eyes. How he wished for his simple life now. He would be home by now, if his life were the same. Preparing for tomorrow, the same, never changing. Instead, he was trapped under a slide hoping that the fight down below never came up to the surface.

The man heard the noises stop. But that doesn't mean they wont come back. His mind whispered. You could still be next.

The beast lurched as the woman soared out of it, her red hair trailing behind her. She looked around, scanning the park with her bright blue eyes. The man was frozen in place. His mind was racing, sprinting through all the things that could happen to him. He couldn't stand to think about what the red-haired woman could do to him.

She seemed to find what she was looking for. Her eyes locked onto it. She started walking towards it. Her pace quickened with every step. The man could see the flame in her eyes. The worst thing was, the thing she was looking for, was him.

?Are you alright?? She asked him, reaching for his hand.

?Yes.? He said, grabbing it. He was in shock after watching the woman melt the slide above him, only to ask if he was okay. Her hand burned. He could feel blisters sprouting over his skin.

?Sorry.? She said, blushing. He said nothing. He tried to say ?thanks' but ?what just happened?' came out instead. She laughed. It was a pretty laugh, unique. Without answering, she beat her wings and took off into the sky. The man watched her fly off until she was no more than a speck in the sky.

It took the rest of the night for the event to sink in. The man had saw a flying lady, and a giant drill-car and nearly died. It felt like a dream.

Something must have hit him in the head, because the next day, he quit his job. He took a different root home from work, too. And a week later, he adopted a child. They went to the park every day.

 

The man's story is short, for he was no more than a prop in something bigger than himself. But it meant all the same to him. Something changed in the man that day. He could have died. He decided he was going to live his life to the fullest, and be what he could never be before. Different.

 

 

------=_Part_157_2126404088.1628613520315--