Anyway about me, I am a huge, huge romantic. Seriously might be the biggest romantic here. Challenge me. I dare you.
I love music, heres my top TWENTY!

1. The Nights - Avicii
2. Future Days - Pearl Jam
3. My Person - Spencer Crandall
4. Hurt - Johnny Cash
5. Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
6. Stand By Me - Ben. E. King.
7. If The World Was Ending - J.P Saxxe feat. Julia Michaels
8. Hey Soul Sister - Train
9. Running Home To You - Grant Gustin
10. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
11. You Were Meant For Me - Jewel
12. All The Faces - Creed Bratton
13. Drops Of Jupiter - Train
14. Photograph- Ed Sheeran
15. Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
16. You'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry & The Pacemakers
17. Perfect - Ed Sheeran
18. Rewind - Goldspot
19. The Funeral - Band of Horses
20. The Wind - Yusuf/Cat Stevens

Shows:

1. How I Met Your Mother - 19 watches
2. The Office US - 7 watches
3. Brooklyn 99 - 4 or 5 watches
4. Peaky Blinders - currently watching for first time (S6 E2)
5. The Big Bang Theory - 3 or 4 watches

Books:

1. Skulduggery Pleasant - 39 reads
2. Percy Jackson - 17 reads
3. Harry Potter - 8 reads

Also writing my own two books, want to be an author. Both on wattpad. The @ is WWEUOfficial.
Goodnight and Goodmorning

Civil_Preparation934

Anyway about me, I am a huge, huge romantic. Seriously might be the biggest romantic here. Challenge me. I dare you.
I love music, heres my top TWENTY!

1. The Nights - Avicii
2. Future Days - Pearl Jam
3. My Person - Spencer Crandall
4. Hurt - Johnny Cash
5. Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
6. Stand By Me - Ben. E. King.
7. If The World Was Ending - J.P Saxxe feat. Julia Michaels
8. Hey Soul Sister - Train
9. Running Home To You - Grant Gustin
10. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
11. You Were Meant For Me - Jewel
12. All The Faces - Creed Bratton
13. Drops Of Jupiter - Train
14. Photograph- Ed Sheeran
15. Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
16. You'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry & The Pacemakers
17. Perfect - Ed Sheeran
18. Rewind - Goldspot
19. The Funeral - Band of Horses
20. The Wind - Yusuf/Cat Stevens

Shows:

1. How I Met Your Mother - 19 watches
2. The Office US - 7 watches
3. Brooklyn 99 - 4 or 5 watches
4. Peaky Blinders - currently watching for first time (S6 E2)
5. The Big Bang Theory - 3 or 4 watches

Books:

1. Skulduggery Pleasant - 39 reads
2. Percy Jackson - 17 reads
3. Harry Potter - 8 reads

Also writing my own two books, want to be an author. Both on wattpad. The @ is WWEUOfficial.
Goodnight and Goodmorning

Civil_Preparation934

Anyway about me, I am a huge, huge romantic. Seriously might be the biggest romantic here. Challenge me. I dare you.
I love music, heres my top TWENTY!

1. The Nights - Avicii
2. Future Days - Pearl Jam
3. My Person - Spencer Crandall
4. Hurt - Johnny Cash
5. Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
6. Stand By Me - Ben. E. King.
7. If The World Was Ending - J.P Saxxe feat. Julia Michaels
8. Hey Soul Sister - Train
9. Running Home To You - Grant Gustin
10. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
11. You Were Meant For Me - Jewel
12. All The Faces - Creed Bratton
13. Drops Of Jupiter - Train
14. Photograph- Ed Sheeran
15. Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
16. You'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry & The Pacemakers
17. Perfect - Ed Sheeran
18. Rewind - Goldspot
19. The Funeral - Band of Horses
20. The Wind - Yusuf/Cat Stevens

Shows:

1. How I Met Your Mother - 19 watches
2. The Office US - 7 watches
3. Brooklyn 99 - 4 or 5 watches
4. Peaky Blinders - currently watching for first time (S6 E2)
5. The Big Bang Theory - 3 or 4 watches

Books:

1. Skulduggery Pleasant - 39 reads
2. Percy Jackson - 17 reads
3. Harry Potter - 8 reads

Also writing my own two books, want to be an author. Both on wattpad. The @ is WWEUOfficial.
Goodnight and Goodmorning

Civil_Preparation934

[16M] CANT SAY HOW THE DAYS WILL UNFOLDD
Anyway about me, I am a huge, huge romantic. Seriously might be the biggest romantic here. Challenge me. I dare you.
I love music, heres my top TWENTY!

1. The Nights - Avicii
2. Future Days - Pearl Jam
3. My Person - Spencer Crandall
4. Hurt - Johnny Cash
5. Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
6. Stand By Me - Ben. E. King.
7. If The World Was Ending - J.P Saxxe feat. Julia Michaels
8. Hey Soul Sister - Train
9. Running Home To You - Grant Gustin
10. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
11. You Were Meant For Me - Jewel
12. All The Faces - Creed Bratton
13. Drops Of Jupiter - Train
14. Photograph- Ed Sheeran
15. Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
16. You'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry & The Pacemakers
17. Perfect - Ed Sheeran
18. Rewind - Goldspot
19. The Funeral - Band of Horses
20. The Wind - Yusuf/Cat Stevens

Shows:

1. How I Met Your Mother - 19 watches
2. The Office US - 7 watches
3. Brooklyn 99 - 4 or 5 watches
4. Peaky Blinders - currently watching for first time (S6 E2)
5. The Big Bang Theory - 3 or 4 watches

Books:

1. Skulduggery Pleasant - 39 reads
2. Percy Jackson - 17 reads
3. Harry Potter - 8 reads

Also writing my own two books, want to be an author. Both on wattpad. The @ is WWEUOfficial.
Goodnight and Goodmorning

Civil_Preparation934

[16M] CANT SAY HOW THE DAYS WILL UNFOLDD
Anyway about me, I am a huge, huge romantic. Seriously might be the biggest romantic here. Challenge me. I dare you.
I love music, heres my top TWENTY!

1. The Nights - Avicii
2. Future Days - Pearl Jam
3. My Person - Spencer Crandall
4. Hurt - Johnny Cash
5. Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley
6. Stand By Me - Ben. E. King.
7. If The World Was Ending - J.P Saxxe feat. Julia Michaels
8. Hey Soul Sister - Train
9. Running Home To You - Grant Gustin
10. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
11. You Were Meant For Me - Jewel
12. All The Faces - Creed Bratton
13. Drops Of Jupiter - Train
14. Photograph- Ed Sheeran
15. Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
16. You'll Never Walk Alone - Gerry & The Pacemakers
17. Perfect - Ed Sheeran
18. Rewind - Goldspot
19. The Funeral - Band of Horses
20. The Wind - Yusuf/Cat Stevens

Shows:

1. How I Met Your Mother - 19 watches
2. The Office US - 7 watches
3. Brooklyn 99 - 4 or 5 watches
4. Peaky Blinders - currently watching for first time (S6 E2)
5. The Big Bang Theory - 3 or 4 watches

Books:

1. Skulduggery Pleasant - 39 reads
2. Percy Jackson - 17 reads
3. Harry Potter - 8 reads

Also writing my own two books, want to be an author. Both on wattpad. The @ is WWEUOfficial.
Goodnight and Goodmorning

Civil_Preparation934

(from oca.org)
The Hieromartyr Archpriest Philósophos N. Ornatsky was born on May 21, 1860 in the churchyard of Novaya Yerga, Cherepovets County, Novgorod Governorate, into the family of a village priest. One of his brothers was married to the niece of Saint John of Kronstadt. Philósophos studied first in Kirillov Theological School, and then in the Novgorod Theological Seminary. In 1885 he graduated from the St. Petersburg Theological Academy with the degree of Candidate. In the summer of 1885, Philósophos married Elena Zaozerskaya, the daughter of the former subdeacon of Metropolitan Isidore, and soon he was ordained to the priesthood.
Initially, the young priest served as rector in the church of the orphanage of the Prince of Oldenburg, where he had once taught the Law of God (catechism). From 1892 to 1912, he served as the rector of the church at the Expedition for the Procurement of State Papers. For twenty-six years he was the chairman of the Society for the Dissemination of Religious and Moral Education in the Spirit of the Orthodox Church, successfully counteracting anti-church movements.
In 1893, Father Ornatsky was elected as a member of the St. Petersburg City Duma from the clergy and held this office until 1917. He took part in the establishment of shelters in the city: orphanages and almshouses. Through his efforts in St. Petersburg and the surrounding area, twelve churches were built, the largest of which was the church of the Resurrection of Christ at the Varshavsky railway station. In addition, we should also mention the churches of Saints Peter and Paul in Lesnoy, Saint Sergius of Radonezh on Novosivkovskaya Street, Saint Seraphim of Sarov behind the Narva outpost, the church of the Forerunner on the Vyborg side, Saint Gerasimos church, and Saint Isidore of Yuriev church.
The Saint lived quite modestly, though his was a large family (he had ten children). The whole array of public titles and offices which he held for the glory of God, did not bring in any means of subsistence. As Chairman of the Temple Building Committees, large sums of money passed through his hands, yet he was obliged to give private lessons in order to feed his family.
Father Ornatsky was also the editor and censor of such metropolitan spiritual magazines as "St. Petersburg Spiritual Herald" (published from 1894), "The Christian's Rest" (1901), and "Orthodox-Russian Word" (1902).
Father Philósophos was one of the closest companions of the Hieromartyr Metropolitan Benjamin (Kazansky), of Petrograd and Gdovsk, who, when he was a student of the Theological Academy, was actively engaged in preaching activities in the working neighborhoods of St. Petersburg. Bonds of spiritual friendship also sprang up between him and His Holiness Patriarch Tikhon.
For almost twenty years, Father Philósophos was the spiritual son of Saint John of Kronstadt, who often visited him at home and blessed all his undertakings for the good of the Church. The holy pastor entrusted Father Philósophos with being an intermediary in his correspondence with Saint Theophánēs, the Recluse of Vysha.
In 1913, the Archpriest was appointed to the post of rector of the Kazan Cathedral in St. Petersburg. During the First World War, Father Philósophos gave up his apartment to be used as an infirmary for wounded soldiers, and he and his family moved to a small state-owned room. Repeatedly, he went to the areas of hostilities, accompanying the transports with needed supplies for the soldiers, and trying with all his might to inspire and support the defenders of Russia.
His son Nicholas (born in 1886) was a military doctor who was part of the Ninth Russian Army; another son, Boris (born in 1887), was a staff captain of the 23rd Artillery Brigade, who graduated from the Konstantinov Artillery School, and fought heroically on the Austro-Hungarian front. Father Ornatsky's gift of preaching attracted those who were seeking the words of life, and he repeatedly urged his flock not to accept the corrupting ideas of Bolshevism. Knowing that Orthodoxy is at the heart of Russian life, Batiushka urged the intelligentsia to realize this. He never tired of repeating: "Our intellectuals have to become Russian."
During the Revolution, he saw his wife's sister's husband, Peter Skipetrov (+ January 20) shot before his eyes. At the funeral service, Father Philósophos gave a sermon, fearlessly denouncing the Bolsheviks. He repeatedly called upon his flock to surround the churches and to protect the shrines of their land. In January 1918, when Father Peter Skipetrov was killed at the Lavra, Father Philósophos organized a defense of the shrines of Saint Alexander Nevsky Lavra, organizing Cross Processions to it from all the churches of the capital.
On August 9, 1918, he was arrested, along with his two eldest sons, Nicholas and Boris. At the time of his arrest he was absolutely impassive and calm. Parishioners gathered by the thousands and walked along Nevsky Prospekt, demanding the release of their shepherd. The Chekists received the delegation of believers, promising to do what they asked. But on the same night (July 20, 1918), Father Philósophos was transported to prison in the city of Kronstadt. Around October 30, 1918, thirty-two men were brought from different prisons, all officers of the Imperial Army, who were being taken to be shot. Some were young, and others were older. One said he was a Colonel of the Guards. He told their escorts, "You will all perish, perhaps in twenty years, but you will perish like dogs. Russia will be Russia again, but you will perish." Their escorts said nothing. As they were being led to the place of execution, Father Philósophos read aloud the prayer for the departure of the soul over his two sons and the rest of the convicts.
Some say the place of execution was in Kronstadt, while others say it was not far from the Gulf of Finland, between Ligovo and Oranienbaum. The bodies of those who were shot were dumped into the bay. Father Ornatsky's body did not sink, but was tossed onto the shore by the waves near Oranienbaum. There it was buried secretly by the inhabitants.
These Saints were canonized as New Martyrs and Confessors of Russia at the Jubilee Bishops' Council of the Russian Orthodox Church in August 2000 for general Church veneration.
Saint Philósophos is also commemorated on July 20, and on the Third Sunday after Pentecost (Movable Feast: Synaxis of the Saints of St. Petersburg.
Troparion — Tone 4
By sharing in the ways of the Apostles, you became a successor to their throne. Through the practice of virtue, you found the way to divine contemplation, O inspired one of God; vy teaching the word of truth without error, you defended the Faith, even to the shedding of your blood. Hieromartyr Philosophus, entreat Christ God to save our souls.

So I posted yesterday about my situation my mum, and me wanting to leave home cause she has been narcissistic and emotionally/mentally abusive after she went off at me cause I told her I wasn’t going to be home for the week and I was going to a funeral for my friends uncle but today I woke up to a message from her that said “I’m sorry I was in a mood.”
I don’t want to go back to the situation I am in when I live with her but I do want to talk to her about it but I’m worried she will go full scale meltdown if I try to talk things out with her.

Sorry this is so long, i’ve had a terrible day. My story is almost unbelievable when I think about it, but I hope at least one person can empathise with me.
TLDR: my mom and my dad ended their 16 year marriage when I was 7 and she has let her bitterness and anger destroy everything around her. I have no concept or idea of a family, I'm watching my disabled grandma slowly die in front of me everyday, and I feel like I have no prospects. I dropped out of college in my final year because of depression and I've been the only one working to support what's left of my family on a salary of less than 15k. I work from home and everyday is the same. I don't go out, I feel suicidal and like I have no escape.
I always say that my childhood ended at 7 years old. I did have toys, and went to school and such, but I always did and continue to always feel out of place everywhere I go. We struggled financially (partially due to my dad - he was not perfect) but my mom gave up trying.
I used to see my father every other weekend as part of his custody rights, but once he got a job abroad, I wasn't able to see him much anymore. I last saw him when I was 13 or 14 years old. He never stopped trying to reach out and help, but my mom convinced me that if I spoke to him, bad things would happen to me, his family would curse us (we're African), and that it would be my fault.
This culminated with my grandma having a freak accident when I was 15. She got her legs crushed by a double decker bus and she had to have multiple surgeries and a below the knee amputation. She's now wheelchair bound and underweight. My mom has blamed my sibling and I during fights for not going to see him and therefore causing his family to curse my grandma as a punishment.
My mom fired our good lawyer and accepted a measly settlement of about 500,000. None of that money is here anymore, she was reckless with it and we're struggling everyday. Out of desperation, I set up a gfm a few weeks ago for my grandma but I haven't even tried to spread it out of embarrassment.
During this time, my dad remarried and honestly I think it was the biggest mistake of his life. My father had multiple strokes whilst he was abroad in Africa and he nearly died. He recuperated in Cuba for some time, but he could not work anymore due to being paralysed on one side of his body. He was always a hard worker, and earned around 6 figures when we were children working in telecoms engineering. He helped bring 4G to some areas of Africa and was always trying his best to help others.
My mom believed that he was living a lavish life all this time whilst we were struggling. My mother never sought work again and my grandma was already nearing her mid 70s by the time of her accident. My father was also suffering and had no one to care for him.
Unbeknownst to me, he was living 20 mins away from me my entire teenage years. I found out after he died that my nmom knew he was in the same city as me. He had been flown back to have better medical care, but his new wife abandoned him. He was alone, and a few weeks before he died, he fell on the floor in his sleep and laid there all night calling for help. No one deserves that. Had I been there, I would've been able to help him.
He decided to fly back home to Africa to see his mother because he felt that his time was near. He was right. He fell into a coma whilst over there and he never woke up. This was last summer. He was 57. I wasn't able to go to his funeral because my mom said that she wouldn't let my sister and I come back into our home. I shouldn't have listened. His wife took everything that he had and I have nothing to remember him by. I don't even know if I was included in a will.
My father never ever ever stopped emailing us, trying to call us and giving us advice, telling us to read, educate ourselves, to think for ourselves, and I never replied out of fear. I learned after he died from his old friend that he loved music. I'm pursuing a career in music production and I'm obsessed with music. I can't even listen to or create music anymore without breaking down and thinking of the joy we could've shared.
For a time I was angry at my dad, but it's now that I'm approaching my mid 20s that I realise I should've been angry at my mom too. She pushed everyone away. I don't know anyone on my dad's side. My aunt died a year before my dad, and I never met my other grandparents or uncles and aunties or cousins. All I have is my mom, sister and my senile grandma.
My mom is my grandma's full time carer, but she has been abusing her out of frustration, continuing to blame my dad and her father for everything that has gone wrong in her life. I haven't been allowed to publicly grieve and she knows I can't forgive her for what she's done to my sister and I.
She feels guilty but like all narcs, she hasn't and will never say sorry, she will never admit that she is the one who fucked up and that most of all, that she stopped trying.
She didn't forgive her father on his deathbed and she's passed that trauma onto me. I will never be able to tell my dad that I loved him and forgave him.
She robbed that from me. That's why I can't forgive her. It's eating me up inside, I wish I thought for myself. I'd be living and not existing

It is mi again God, mi mom took mi phone and kept it for two weeks!
I got it like 2 weeks ago but I was not active on here because a friend of mine was going trough something. Stori time, let mi explain.
She called me at 3am criing because she found out that she was pregnant! Mi heart dropped as soon as she mentioned pregnanci, like girl what?? She explained that she did not know that she was pregnant because she was on birth-control, she onli found out when she went to the doctor because she was feeling sick. Good thing she went alone and not with her mom, her mom would have killed her lol.
The doctor explained that she got pregnant because she was skipping a lot of dais and not taking her pills consistentli
We went the next morning to a clinic for a proper check up. We came to find out that mi friend was more than 3 whole months pregnant!!! The nurse did and ultra sound and we could see it, we also got the gender, it was a male.
Mi friend was criing so much but the nurse was realli sweet. She told us that mi friend had three weeks to decide if she wanted to keep it or go for an abortion.
Mi mom found out! When I asked her how she found out she said that she could just see it in her face lol but mi mom is the sweetest so she talked to the principal for us and got us a two week off time from school! Mi friend came to stai with us for those two weeks.
We talked about the pregnanci a lot and decided that it is best she aborts it. Mi friend is still ioung, still in school and the person who got her pregnant is not the tipe of person iou want to have a child with. It was dumb enough of her to let him have acces to her bodi and it would be even dumber to keep a babi from someone like that. In the end she would just end up as a single teen mom and the responsibiliti of raising a child to become a decent member of societi would fall on her hands alone. In most cases like this people never want to hold the man accountable for not helping to raise a child, it is alwais: ”IoU sHouLd hAVE cHOsEN bEttER!!” "sToP mAkinG terRibLe liFe chOiceS" and iou know what? Thei are right.
She had a chance of making a good life choice and she took it. Mi friend chose to do better, she chose to not bring a child into this world when she knew that she did not have the capabilities to raise it to become a decent human being. Who knows maibi she was going to be a good mom and raise her son to become a wonderful black man but that was unlikeli considering how inexperienced she is at this life thing. And even if she was going to be a good mom, she has a right to not want to birth a child. I am proud of her, I am tired of seeing black girls making terrible life choices.
We went to the clinic three dais later, mi mom dropped us but she could not stai because she had to go to work. Everithing went smoothli, mi mom came to visit us after work and brought us snacks. Mi friend got discharged the next dai.
We asked the doctor if we could take it home and give it a proper burial. We took it to the car and took it out of the box, it was wrapped in paper. we looked at it, it was so uncanni and scari looking like ew. We tossed it in the garbage dump in the corner of one of the streets. We were not planning on giving it a funeral, we just lied to the doctor because we wanted to inspect it and see what a fetus looks like lol.
We went home and our moms made us delicious chocolate cake and ramen soup. We spent all the rest of the off dais at home being lazi, cooking, eating and just watching TV.
Now it is time for school and straight A's
Moral of the stori: please do not skip taking iour birthcontrol pills

I recently reconnected with my brother a couple years ago after about 7 years of not speaking to him. While I've been talking to him, he's been insistent on my reconnecting with my father too, which I've been incredibly reluctant to do due to the abuse I suffered as a child under my parents. Though what my mother did was unforgivable in my eyes, I felt like I could give my father one last chance, especially after my bro assured me he's changed for the better
What spurs the question in the title is the fact that my father's side of the family is having a funeral soon for the death of my uncle. I have never felt particularly close to him, but I do genuinely want to try reconnecting with my father's side of the family. But, the funeral is across the country, and I won't have money for a rental car to get around by myself; instead, I'll have to rely on transportation from my cousin
This absolutely terrifies me. I don't at all like the thought of not being in control while I'm out there. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but the thing I'm most scared of is them deciding out of the blue, "You know what? We're not taking you back to the airport; you're staying here." It wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened either, so my fears aren't totally unfounded. As a child, my parents were incredibly controlling about where I went and what I did, to the point that I had to essentially steal my own birth certificate and social security card from my mother because she didn't want to give me control over my life
I guess what I'm trying to ask is, would this be illegal if they refused to let me go back home? What could I do if they did that? Could I call the cops? I need to know what my options are here, so if there's anyone who knows and wants to share I'd be extremely grateful

Hey y'all, I just had a question about applying for the humber funeral director 1 embalming program!!
(I'm taking a year off currently to get my money up rn but making plans for the future when i get back into education)
Been really interested in this program and while looking into the requirements, I noticed two things that threw me off lol. One was the resume (letter of intent was pretty self explanatory), assuming I've never worked at a funeral home before or even interned. How would this affect my chances of being accepted? Am I just making an actual resume with all my work experience?
Another thing was the questionnaire, how would that be completed? I know it's self made in certain areas but also I would need to be working at a funeral home first correct? 😅 any tips or info that could help on this?
The last thing was is it worth it to take the Humber pre-funeral planner courses to increase my chances of getting into the program? :)
Again this is one of my choices to get into when I get back into schooling but I'm committed and know the type of shit that goes on if I do proceed with this.

Tough Love
Jacob and his wife were drifting apart. His wife wanted a divorce. He wanted a vacation. He went on a vacation. The vacation was over and it was time to go home. Jacob was to pay for a taxi to take him to the airport. At the time, he was in the city of Eilat, Israel— its lights shined with its crowded sidewalks. Jacob waited for a taxi. The streets buzzed with incoherent chatter. People walked left and right, brushing by him as he stood on the curb. It was eight thirty, and his flight was at eleven. The airport was about an hour and a half inland, so he had to leave now.
* * *
He waited for some time, but when the taxi showed up, he got into the back seat and said hi to the taxi driver. The driver said hi back, and then the driver asked where he wanted to go, and Jacob said to the airport. After this small interaction (they didn’t talk much at first), the taxi driver pressed on the pedal and began driving.
The taxi driver tried to make some small talk, but Jacob didn’t really lead the conversation anywhere. He was too busy looking at the scenery. They drove by the sea for a little while, on the road, just above the beach. The taxi driver’s windows were open, and inside the taxi, he didn’t play any music, so Jacob could hear the sounds of the shore. The horizon with white stars was twinkling, grayish black, with splotches of dark yellow and purple filling up the lowest points of the sky.
* * *
After a while, the road turned away from the beach and went inland. Lines of yellow hills sat on each side of a steep valley. The valley, except for its hills, was at sea level where the river flowed out into the ocean. But the valley’s altitude grew in height as it traveled with the river inland. As one walked beside the river on the sandy road, starting at the shore, the river zig zagged up the valley and went up and into the sky. They drove through the hills, on one of the hill-sides, going up and down and through the windy road. Jacob tried to admire it all, but things like his wife were on his mind. She was beautiful, he thought, with her brown eyes and her brunette hair– so beautiful, he thought.
“Did you enjoy your trip?” The taxi driver asked Jacob.
“I don’t know. I wanted to get away for a little while. My wife’s been bothering me.” Jacob said. He was very buzzed, so he said what came to mind.
“I get that.” The taxi driver paused. “Why’s your wife bothering you?”
“My wife says I work too much. But I think it’s a good thing to support the family. We have large fights over it– screaming fights. Maybe I could have brought her on this trip, but I needed time alone to process it all.” Jacob said. “I don’t think she’s willing to compromise. Maybe I’m not willing to compromise. It probably is my fault, isn’t it?--” Jacob rubbed his eyes with his hands.
“Do you have any kids?” The taxi driver asked.
“I do. I have two kids.”
“Do you see them a lot?”
“I don’t, no. My wife and the nanny take care of them. Why do you ask?”
“Because you seem troubled.”
* * *
“What about you? Do you have a wife?” Jacob asked.
“My wife…? We used to live here in the city. We used to walk alongside the beach. Every year I put a flower by the ocean side. That’s how I feel about my wife. Maybe you should too.” The taxi driver said.
“I don’t know about that.”
“You may be looking at this from the wrong angle… But the way I see it– I don’t know you well, but you seem like you don’t want change to happen.”
“I do want change to happen, but I don’t think I have it in me.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not strong enough.”
The taxi driver said nothing.
“Yeah. I think it was my father who did it to me. He used to hit me with the belt, you know? Whenever I came home too late. Sometimes he liked to hit me out of spite.” Jacob said.
“That’s no good.”
“It isn’t, no..” Jacob huffed out loud.
“Maybe you should say sorry to your wife.”
“It wouldn’t do me any good. I’m too deep into this thing already.”
“Then maybe you should think about it.”
“I used to cheat on my wife a lot; I don’t know how many women I got with before she found out.”
“What was the point of it all?”
“Because I’m sad. That’s what I’d like to think.”
“Well, change only comes out of action. You seem like you want to change, but you don’t want to go through the actions.”
“You’re probably right. But what will change about my actions? Nothing, probably.”
“That’s just a mindset.”
“You’re probably right about that, too.”
“Then I think you should think about the small moments. That could help.”
* * *
Jacob was a real-estate lawyer by trade. He worked on writing up the papers for deals for commercial estates. That type of thing. Big business guy. Ironically he didn’t enjoy the work much, but he was told by his father to pursue law because that’s where the money’s made. His father wanted him to be a successful example for his children because that’s what he never was. Jacob never really loved his father. He looked up to him, but he didn’t love him. Maybe he did love him in some ways, but he was a cruel father– the type to belittle him. His mother had died when he was young, so he had no maternal figure to look up to; it was only his father who lived with him and he didn’t really like that.
Jacob was born in the year 1972 as an accident because his mother and father didn’t really know each other too well. The mother and the father, they married after he was born, and the cancer wasn’t found until it was too late so the mother died young. In the ‘80s he went to a normal school district in the city of Cleveland, and his father worked as a construction worker attempting to make ends meet. Sometimes he didn’t, sometimes he did, and food was sometimes put on the table. They lived in a small apartment for which they called home. Sometimes his father liked to beat on him when he got drunk, peppering his face and chest with bruises, bashing his head against the wall. But, it was okay according to his father because that’s really what tough love was.
In his teenage years he used to smoke too much pot and drink with his friends while collecting his own thoughts. When he graduated in the top third of his class, he attended Ohio State University and worked as a waiter at a local bar by campus full time whilst living in the dorms. His eye bags hung low; he was tired most of the time and didn’t really enjoy the amount of work he had but dealt with it. He majored in English because he didn’t like the sciences much; he was a humanities guy by choice. He never really talked to his father once he went to college (although his father reached out to him on numerous occasions), living for himself, and he met a woman in that college that he fancied, and they loved each other mutually. The normal stuff.
Well, the dad got cancer of the pancreas, and he died soon after. His girlfriend thought that he’d cry at the funeral. She tried to comfort him, put her head on his shoulder, etc, but he never attended it, nor did he cry. He was above all that crying stuff.
In grad school the two got married, and after graduating from law school he had some kids, but he didn’t raise them much because he was too busy with work. He had to be the man of the house, of course– the man his father wasn’t. Ironically that came with the estrangement of his kids. The nanny could take care of them, as long as he worked, he thought. He made enough money for a nanny, he thought.
Though his wife didn’t like the idea of his callousness. She always thought he was that type, but when he worked too much (they made a lot of money with their big house and their fancy cars), that’s when the two began to drift apart. He used to stay overnight at his office instead of coming home, not really liking that family stuff. He used to cheat on his wife a lot; he probably had gotten with six to seven women before his wife even figured it out. He improved on it though, but their relationship was already strained— it was never the same thereafter.
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When they reached the airport, Jacob got out of the taxi, and a wave of hot air hit him as he took his luggage out from the trunk, his shirt blowing in the wind. It was very warm at night with moisture in the air. He paid the taxi driver, leaving the driver a tip, and Jacob took his luggage and headed into the airport.
“Did you at least enjoy your trip?” The taxi driver called over to Jacob as he walked into the opening gates. But Jacob said nothing.
On the plane, it was very late in Israel, so most of the people on board slept, Jacob included. He slept for a while, and when he woke up, he drank his coffee and watched the gray blobs wandering in the sky.
When the plane landed, it was very late. It was the last flight to dock in the airport for the night. He waited for his luggage, and when he got it, he walked out into the cold air and took another taxi drive home.
He reached his home in the suburbs. When he opened the door, he entered a pitch black living room. He turned the light on and then sat in his kitchen, at the counter, where he poured himself a glass of brandy. Jacob thought and thought that night. Without a drive to change, nothing can change.
He walked up the stairs and entered the bedroom of where his wife slept, glass of brandy in hand, pretty drunk at this point. He sat on her side of the bed, but he didn’t shake her awake— no. He just sat there, contemplating his life choices. There was nothing he could do, nothing to change the eventual outcome of the predicament of his own doing. He said “sorry” to her as she slept, tears streaming down from his eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” he said quietly as he sat there, thinking about the small moments, alone.

I know this is hard to believe for skeptics especially on reddit, but if you're spiritual like most Aaliyah fans who are keeping her legacy alive, these 2 are the ones that I believe:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zoZtPX1cbBQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7SpajvbObrQ
For superfans channeling Aaliyah with Tarot cards and the sorts, they tend contaminate what they heard on the news, rumors, and documentaries to cast judgement on the cards drawn instead of having actual channeled Aaliyah tell her story because similar to her music, the message she is trying to convey is sweet yet subtle while hiding the complicated truths to unveil on their own to those who are more in tune with the details. People using cards tend to cast judgement too harshly on what ambiguities they mean and try to shovel this narrative that conspiracy theory videos already exploited with clickbait.
I feel like the tarot card readings are a sham because if you are a good storyteller already familiar with her story trying to convey an agenda with a few slight-of-hand parlour tricks, you can just tell a story and hide all the cards that don't go with the narrative...there are videos where people literally drew a boar but because a boar didn't have anything to do with Aaliyah, she put it back in the deck and reshuffled...she also drew 3 cards in advance for a clickbait narrative without actually getting them by random or the cards were color coded to begin with so she knew what to pick even upon shuffling.
Similar to those psychics who are held captive by the powers that be, they tend to have platinum hair and the first thing they do after being freed is to cut their hair and dye it brown to diminish their psychic/ESP abilities so to be less useful for their handlers. For that one guy who has this device that plays the voice of dead people, that guy just chops up random vocals from old clips and make it talk like that, prior to AI covers, as some type of necro performance arts to desperate and gullible people for views. For his Kobe video, it's not even Kobe's voice, because fans have watched enough of Kobe interviews to know which interview those chopped clips came from, so that's why it's in another voice -- debunked
Watch her other videos channeling other souls of Left Eye, Diana, and 2Pac -- it's easier to actually conduct an interview and upload back to back with new subtle details, do an impression of their active voice of how they feel present day, and what direction of conversation they want to lead than to do all the background research like for a documentary piece just to fake their personality, because people change over time, especially after death, with time to reflect on it all from the vantage point to review what really happened that led them down their path.

Notes from the 2 videos: watch them for yourself to draw your own conclusions and turn on captions to note the subtleties, but like for any veteran Aaliyah fan, links go down or missing all the time so take heed to save. I actually had something tugging at my heart almost like a backseat editor to present the notes as accurately as possible from what was reported in the videos. For these notes, I don't have this distinction between her energy/soul/spirit and I use them interchangeably in case there is a distinction. The eternal present is not aligned with the human perception of time so her soul can traverse her life from the vantage point of how old she was then and visit other memories of past lives. Her current soul identifies as Aaliyah in her past life but she has moved beyond that spiritually to be identified as who she truly is.
Both channelers got signs that her soul wanted to speak either in signals from their dreams or being awakened with signs of her presence. Her soul got the attention of one channeler by portraying herself as Akasha from Queen on the Damned, because her initial sign was somewhat naively ignored. The other more veteran channeler basically read her star chart and found her soul by meditating to find the distinct outline of her spirit and personality. They literally have the outline spirit of Aaliyah here in front of them while they were doing the video where her spirit could correct them in the middle of talking if they got something wrong. I like how in the middle of these soul channeling conversations, her soul is actively telling the channeler to look and interview other souls like Whitney and Left Eye as more evidence that the industry is vile and deceptive like that.
Aaliyah's mom was supposed to be the superstar singer that Aaliyah came to be back in the 80s, but Aaliyah's mom had a pregnancy and stalled her career to raise a child with Aaliyah's dad, who was a bit passive in the relationship. Aaliyah's soul upon reflection realized that at a young age that Aaliyah was given positive conditioning to sing, dance, and perform not realizing what she really wanted in life but she grew to appreciate it and be good at it by living her mother's dreams vicariously through her to be in childhood servitude for entertainment value. Because she was positioned in an entertainment family, it was said that her soul constantly chose these type of families to be born in -- lifetime after lifetime of entertainment servitude for being dependent upon for raising overall family wealth and status -- and that her soul in the afterlife said that she is thriving alongside older women idols (including Whitney Houston and her Grandmother) to figure out who she really is, by identifying and correcting who she really wanted to be to not fall into another life like that. The soul is said to be a thousand to a million years old and they spend time living life (sometimes being indoctrinated or groomed to become a certain individual by families who predetermine your life when you are born), taking time in between lives, and going back and forth in between realms of existence almost like a conditioning for the soul to learn from its own strengths and mistakes when pit against the realities that be. Her soul at the present is thriving and fully disassociated herself from the entertainment industry and when the Channeler praised that "Aaliyah was a good dancer, singer, and performer" at 13:18 in the second video, her soul was actually saying "what?" and disagreeing because her soul moved beyond that identity in the afterlife.
In terms of the R Kelly relationship, both videos said that there was a pregnancy and a pregnancy scare associated with an unnamed family member and R Kelly, respectively. The faces of the channeler reflected how hard of a topic it was for her with regrets and sadness. There was sexual abuse at a young age and because Aaliyah was inside a family record label business which was more ran like a gang-organized crime ring, it was like a pyramid scheme inside a pyramid scheme structure because her family signed off on and was aware of a lot of things she had to do in the industry for her to advance her career when she was just a minor. Her soul also admitted when asked that more than one person in the family including her uncle had sexual advances towards her when she was 12-13 and she was later married to "protect the family asset." In the Chris Brown video remixing "Don't Think They Know" with Aaliyah, there was a lot of imagery where the Bloods that Chris Brown initially was a part of represented "The Family music business" with children and adults -- it was a homely vibe but your royalties are diminished by two layers of pyramid schemes. Then Chris Brown moved and joined the Crips, which were more males, which represented "rappers and industry sharks like Dame Dash" that Aaliyah associated herself with to remove herself from the family business and deal directly with labels. Near the end of the music video, the whites of Chris Brown eyes were shown representing her death and the last scene had him be with all different colors and children as a depiction of heaven, representing unity and no longer associating gang-organized crime by colors. Aaliyah was very intuitive and realized that her talent is multiplied by image for her branding of music to sell -- There are plenty of talented individuals that became ghostwriters because the general public requires image, which creates the branding package to drive sales and relevancy. Therefore, half the interview in one of the channeling sessions had her soul emphasize how protective she was of her image and how her image was affected in a series of events in her life. In terms of Kelly's current image, her soul says that his reactions to the accusations have gotten him to look more guilty than who he actually is and that he himself was in servitude of his environment being born into these type of families with entertainment expectations.
Both Channelers made it their point to revile R Kelly as their separate opinion, but when they asked her soul about it, she explained that R Kelly is a sweet person ("sweet" being a word she commonly said in a particular intonation -- remember this is her soul speaking in the present and not from past conversations with Dame) who wants to do good but has different compartments in his head, where he forgets all the misdeeds that he did or was a part of, from issues stemming from his own upbringing of musical servitude and sexual abuse, which alter his perception towards females. Kelly and Aaliyah have similar backgrounds in victimhood from similar family pressures to succeed and be harvested for wealth and status to benefit the gang-organized crime ring AKA the family-run music business, so a lot of things her soul said was deemed "normal" sounds outrageous for the general public to hear and were brushed under the rug to keep moving forward. Her soul said things were done behind the scenes to protect the image of both and cannot be directly explained because the general public wouldn't understand it. Her parents were well aware she was pregnant and got the paperwork to get a marriage certificate to get an abortion, where the hormone imbalance stunted some of her growth as a woman. The channeler saw some type of pill being exchanged through a mouth to mouth kiss between Kelly and Aaliyah. The marriage was not out of love but was a ritual exchange of goods and services to protect both families' musical assets, like back when royal families strategically married to form alliances and to exchange their resources more evenly. The marriage was initially set up to protect Aaliyah from being preyed by the sexual predators of the industry when in studio collaborations, but that ended up being R Kelly and blackballed her career by her second album to work with new producers after the marriage certificate leaked by a rival record company. Since Aaliyah's first album was mostly produced and written by R Kelly, it may have also been used for accounting purposes to split the profits more evenly or claim tax benefits once they were married to satisfy both family-ran music businesses (which is similar to Jay-Z's and Beyonce's marriage seen more as a business merger). It was later annulled because the public found out, which leveraged the outrage towards Kelly to give up the proceeds of his first 3 albums to Aaliyah's family, except that Barry managed both artists, so the majority of the money literally moved from his left pocket to his right pocket.
Her soul said Aaliyah realized that she could wield her sexuality, body, and confidence as a flirtatious tool in exchange for goods and services without having to participate in sexual acts to be worth value and move into that power. For the sake of her image gaining relevancy to rise up the pyramid scheme to have more control and autonomy over her career, she was proud and not ashamed to use it because of how sexualized the industry is. She used her sexuality as her empowerment to woo strong male figures into her life that she could trust (DMX, Dame) to protect her more from her family and shady industry individuals who 'expected' her to perform for granted and on harsh schedules/deadlines without much royalties going to her. Her soul reflected and said that she should have taken the industry for granted instead of deeming it as a chore to complete, and instead should have taken a break, where she could have gotten married and had kids with Dame regardless of limelight relevancy, which she still regrets not being able to start her own family. Her soul made it a point to analyze her facial expressions to when she was "feeling it" or when it was done out of haste to impress certain authorities. Her soul said that manipulating sexuality for personal gain does destroy something within you spiritually but she was incorporating it for the image and hopefully fans can separate what is depicted by the media versus what truly happened. Her soul said that Aaliyah really loved Dame Dash and what benefited her was that Dame was the cofounder of Rocafella records, which would have gotten her leverage and the connections to move away from her family-ran music label and directly negotiate her deal. Her soul said that her uncle was nefarious and he was losing control and rank in the pyramid scheme that he made with his music label. She was in the middle of being freed from Blackground records to record new material under her control but because she died, he got to keep the majority of the unreleased recordings while her estate was responsible for her image. As stated, the image in tandem with the artistic talents in music are multiplied to propel the branding for relevancy and sales. The estate doesn't want her music to profit the wrong individuals in the family business except that both need to work together for her legacy to be revived. She has a heartfelt message to her fans who uphold and still bring her legacy into prominence after all these years.
Outside of Whitney Houston (that she is really good friends with), her soul kept on pointing to Jennifer Lopez to the channeler in terms of similarities in industry arrival -- JLo was doing dance, Latin, and pop music on her first albums before she transitioned into hip hop and R&B with the help of industry heads in Diddy and Tommy Mottola buying leftover shelved demos from Usher and Brandy, etc and emulating Mariah Carey singles before having Ashanti and Natasha Ramos, etc craft her next singles. JLo leveraged her sexuality to woo heads of record labels (similar to the gentler, natural relationship that Aaliyah found with Dame), where JLo was used to fill the R&B void that Aaliyah left, outside of the rise of Ashanti, Mya, Beyonce, Ciara, Keri Hilson, revival of Monica, etc where Missy was helping some of them succeed. Aaliyah would have found a more flattering way to produce hits and be a trendsetter without harming relationships with other artists in the industry. At the time of her Red album, she said her uncle and his shady industry partners were losing the battle for control and custody over her and she was supposed to be set free from her Blackground label. Her soul said Jay-Z was nefariously scheming over her but wanted her to be in servitude for him in marriage, which is why in the pictures Jay grabbed her by the waist to dance with her (pay attention to facial expressions, similar to how worried she looked at the Nas I Am album release party). She said Jay was wanting to control her towards something sinister to cover up his own insecurities, and that he wanted to teach her a lesson for choosing Dame (which was also why later Dame got screwed out the deal when Rocafella folded and was sold to Def Jam). The Rocafella hand symbol was just a representation reminder for those climbing the pyramid to aim for the top, for how the industry is structured. For example, Kanye took advantage of Rocafella Records and Dame Dash by having his creative output of The College Dropout without the standardization of how rap records were supposed to sound like, where every song Aaliyah sang about was about Love and relationships for R&B records, dictated by her uncle. She was more in control and freeform being in a relationship with Dame, where she said she truly loved him, had a heart connection, and was happy with him.
Upon reflecting on the day of her death, her soul said that her uncle was losing leverage towards controlling her (where she made the majority of the record label's profits) and how she was about to be freed from her uncle's record label. The shady industry conglomerates that her uncle had shady dealings with were also upset and her soul said there were a consortium of shadowy industry conspirators that wanted her demise to control and profiteer off her discography had she died, from how 2Pac and Biggie's music sold way more as one last huzzah before they were supposed to get out their initial contracts and launch their own independent labels. Given that Blackground did a new deal with Virgin Records for her Red album after leaving Atlantic after OIAM, look into Richard Branson (who was associated with Jeffery Epstein, a wall-street magnate) and how the new label backed out and dropped Aaliyah when she died so they wouldn't have to pay for funeral services. Because Aaliyah was dropped from Virgin records after death, Blackground records stopped receiving payments and the funeral bill of $60k went to the estate to cover, where Maxwell picked up the tab. Obviously, she had a premonition dream about her death being floating and weightless from some entity chasing her where all her worries wisped away.
She had a bad feeling about the plane. Her soul reflected that there was something wrong with the airplane tire pressure and one of the airplane instruments was being tampered with and was malfunctioning done on purpose to sabotage the plane. The heavyset man was probably her 300 pound bodyguard discussing some type of deal with the pilot to get them back into the states that she wasn't paying attention to happening in the background. She said that the pilot was the fall guy placed in that position and that the autopsy report saying that there were traces of cocaine and alcohol was a "media trick" to impress upon the public something was at fault with the pilot. It was said that the airplane pilot was the son of a veteran pilot and he had many undocumented hours when flying as a kid with his dad because he had an innate skill to fly without having proper documentation procedures. The pilot was put in this predicament of being on probation for stealing airplane parts and was pressured to fly to keep his job. Her soul said that at the time, she was blind sighted by her anger and the pursuit for her career to be successful and to prove the executives at Virgin Records wrong that 'Rock the Boat' was a good single to be release for her album. Because of this anger, he soul said that she claimed responsibility for flying out a day early to catch other deadlines of recording the Timbaland remix to more than a woman and a feature with Freeway in Miami and that the pressures that resulted in her decisions and actions created hasty judgement overlooking the obvious danger signs and common sense of overloaded/unbalanced luggage. She said that once they were in the air and the plane began to dip and the pilot had to readjust, it was reported in the autopsy report that she died of a shock to the system from a weak heart, suggesting that she was in a coma. She was found 20 feet away from the wreckage where there was one bruise on her forehead and she was in a fetal position. One of the channelers said that when she fainted in midair from her anxiety of flying, she actually felt no pain from the impact and transitioned to the other side where there was a rescue for her soul by her Grandmother that she honored on her red album.
Her soul said that it took her soul 4 years after her death to piece together what had happened that lead her down this path and how to correct for it. She said in her afterlife, she is surrounded by older women as guidance, especially her Grandmother and Whitney, to learn the lessons of not choosing her mortal life path to be stuck in this life of expectation and servitude of having entertainment as a chore to complete for the dangling pursuit of true freedom, but to choose freedom from expectations the minute it appears instead of toil in the guise of it being a careereputation to uphold. She was on the right path towards finding true love with Dame without using marriage as a business pact. She got the upper hand but because she was so low on the pyramid structure of the industry, the powers that be can pull the plug or interfere from her attempts to get free even though she came so close into doing so. Her soul has learned to not pattern her lifetime to be born into these families with entertainment expectations. She said that life is one big stage and some choose the spotlight but everyone has this expectation to contribute to become something. Certain families that your soul ends up being born in have certain agendas for their kids -- they give you the luxuries of life but you have to serve their agenda instead of letting souls pick up life on how they naturally want to be. Her soul said that in order to correct this, she is thriving in the afterlife towards identifying who she really is and recognize the pattern of what life she wants to pick up next without falling into the same situations. My thoughts are that she was so different and had so much style and swag and stood alone that she was a trendsetter without being one by proving to the public she can be her own without following any previous standards or expectations. Even though she was put into that life, she took over and quintessentially became her own person with humility, class, and grace -- people eventually become divas almost as a defense mechanism because of how brutal the industry is towards casting judgement or casting falsehoods about your character because of their struggle for power, greed, and control.
Her souls' words to her mother said that she loved and forgave her in terms of being casted the expectations to perform in industry at such a young age before she had her own impressions of what she wanted in life. She had a lot of good laughter and fond memories but it was in a somber tone due to all the secrets kept. Her soul said that she loved her brother with a lot of emotion and she will never speak badly about him for defending her reputation. She said industry politics got in the way of true progress on her legacy and it wasn't up to the spiritual realm for when her legacy is fully restored to the public. Her soul said that she sacrificed the parts of herself that she understands and identifies with now for the branding and the image of Aaliyah but nobody can decide who you choose your life to be but it is manipulated by the media and family to chase certain ideologies and lifestyles over others. The last message her soul had was that there is a 10 year old girl with her similar looks and poise that they are bringing to the public, who also have this strong connection to her Grandmother, except that this is coming from another entertainment family where the kid is positioned to perform out of expectation and they are drawing inspiration from Aaliyah to mimic and recreate her energy for another money grab. Notice that the 2 videos were done in 2017 and 2019, so they have no way to name that individual except that Blue Ivy was mentioned by her Grandmother that she reminded her of Aaliyah on IG recently, so Blue Ivy is probably the person her soul is talking about that they are trying to rechannel her energy through this little girl as a part of their family entertainment business. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLOuP7WxP-Q If the channelers had "lucky guesses", then how did they stick their neck out and predict that 4-6 years in advance without even having a name?
If there are other channeling videos that you deem to be legit without the cards, let me know.

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