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THE ENGLISH OF SAVITRI BY SHRADDHAVAN BOOK 2 CANTO 10 S 04 LINES 193-258 2020-06-11 PAGES 243-245
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟏𝟏-𝟎𝟔-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐍 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏𝟗𝟑-𝟐𝟓𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟐𝟒𝟑-𝟐𝟒𝟓 ================================== 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅❜𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒔. 𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔; 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑨𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏-𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔, 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒆. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕❜𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝑨𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑻𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏❜𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚❜𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂. 𝑨 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝑷𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝑨𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒖𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒖𝒆𝒔; 𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆, 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅; 𝑨 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆; 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏, 𝑻𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒆, 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆; 𝑰𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝑮𝒐𝒅. 𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅-𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎-𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆: 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒌 𝒃𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔; 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒛𝒆𝒂𝒍; 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉❜𝒔 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆-𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉. 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔, 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒋𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑺𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍❜𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆-𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒑, 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆-𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑪𝒖𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒍𝒍; 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈-𝒓𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒓, 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇-𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝑾𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅; 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍❜𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓-𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏. 𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒛𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒚, 𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.
via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBhN_8sG_7I
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝟏𝟏-𝟎𝟔-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 ==================================== 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐍 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟏𝟗𝟑-𝟐𝟓𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝟐𝟒𝟑-𝟐𝟒𝟓 ================================== 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅❜𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒔. 𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔; 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑨𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏-𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔, 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❜𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒆. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕❜𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝑨𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑻𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏❜𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚❜𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂. 𝑨 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝑷𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝑨𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒖𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒖𝒆𝒔; 𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆, 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅; 𝑨 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝑰𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆; 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏, 𝑻𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒆, 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆; 𝑰𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝑮𝒐𝒅. 𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅-𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎-𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆: 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒌 𝒃𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔; 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒛𝒆𝒂𝒍; 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉❜𝒔 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆-𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉. 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔, 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒋𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑺𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍❜𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆-𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒑, 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆-𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆❜𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑪𝒖𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒍𝒍; 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈-𝒓𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒓, 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇-𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝑾𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅; 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍❜𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓-𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏. 𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒛𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒚, 𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝒎𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.
via YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBhN_8sG_7I
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