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THE ENGLISH OF SAVITRI BY SHRADDHAVAN BOOK 2 CANTO 9 S 1 LINES 1-81 2020-02-20 PAGES 233-235
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟎-𝟎𝟐-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄-𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏-𝟖𝟏 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟐𝟑𝟑-𝟐𝟑𝟓 ================================== 𝑪⃨𝒂⃨𝒏⃨𝒕⃨𝒐⃨ 𝑵⃨𝒊⃨𝒏⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑻⃨𝒉⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑷⃨𝒂⃨𝒓⃨𝒂⃨𝒅⃨𝒊⃨𝒔⃨𝒆⃨ 𝒐⃨𝒇⃨ 𝒕⃨𝒉⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑳⃨𝒊⃨𝒇⃨𝒆⃨-⃨𝑮⃨𝒐⃨𝒅⃨𝒔⃨ 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒚. 𝑨 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕❜𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒅, 𝑰𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒐𝒚, 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆. 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆, 𝑼𝒏𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚❜𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝑭𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓-𝒛𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍. 𝑰𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒃 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔; 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝑶𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆-𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒆𝒔❜ 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍-𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑰𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑷𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒖𝒏-𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏-𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑰𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍. 𝑨 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔, 𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔; 𝑨 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍; 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒄𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒃 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝑨𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅-𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏❜𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍-𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔. 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔; 𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎, 𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆; 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑹𝒂𝒑𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑨 𝒅𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒆, 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒔❜ 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆-𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆-𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑨 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝑨𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑬𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔, 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆; 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒌, 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔, 𝑨𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒉𝒚𝒎𝒏, 𝑫𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒚: 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆; 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅, 𝑷𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔; 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑, 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔; 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔; 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔: 𝑶𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕❜𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒚, 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏❜𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒙𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍.
via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3Zc6sVwsbo
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟐𝟎-𝟎𝟐-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄-𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏-𝟖𝟏 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟐𝟑𝟑-𝟐𝟑𝟓 ================================== 𝑪⃨𝒂⃨𝒏⃨𝒕⃨𝒐⃨ 𝑵⃨𝒊⃨𝒏⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑻⃨𝒉⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑷⃨𝒂⃨𝒓⃨𝒂⃨𝒅⃨𝒊⃨𝒔⃨𝒆⃨ 𝒐⃨𝒇⃨ 𝒕⃨𝒉⃨𝒆⃨ 𝑳⃨𝒊⃨𝒇⃨𝒆⃨-⃨𝑮⃨𝒐⃨𝒅⃨𝒔⃨ 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒚. 𝑨 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕❜𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒅, 𝑰𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒐𝒚, 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆. 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆, 𝑼𝒏𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚❜𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝑭𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓-𝒛𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍. 𝑰𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒃 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔; 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝑶𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆-𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒆𝒔❜ 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑰𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍-𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑰𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑷𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒖𝒏-𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏-𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑰𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍. 𝑨 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔, 𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔; 𝑨 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍; 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒄𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒃 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝑨𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅-𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏❜𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝑨 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍-𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔. 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔; 𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎, 𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆; 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑹𝒂𝒑𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑨 𝒅𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒆, 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒔❜ 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆-𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆-𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑨 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝑨𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑬𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔, 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆; 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒌, 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔, 𝑨𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒉𝒚𝒎𝒏, 𝑫𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒚: 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆; 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅, 𝑷𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔; 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑, 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒔; 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔; 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔: 𝑶𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕❜𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒚, 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏❜𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒙𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍.
via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3Zc6sVwsbo
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