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100APC#13 Owls

It was time to do piece 13. An ominous number. So I painted an aviary of owls. Owls that are not what they seem.

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What is Ransomware? 

A ransomware is basically a type of malware that blocks access to your computer until 'ransom' is paid to the hacker through online channels. A ransomware is believed to take over computers remotely, locking them down, and demanding a 'ransom' to unlock their systems. A ransomware encrypts the Hard Disk Drive (HDD) of a computer before spreading to other systems on the Local Area Network (LAN). The ransomware also spreads through malicious email attachments,

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"This is Captain Sinclair speaking. On behalf of my crew I'd like to welcome you aboard British Airways flight 602 from New York to London. We are currently flying at a height of 35,000 feet midway across the Atlantic. If you look out of the windows on the starboard side of the aircraft, you will observe that both the starboard engines are on fire. If you look out of the windows on the port side, you will observe that the port wing has fallen off. If you look down towards the Atlantic ocean, you will see a little yellow life raft with three people in it waving at you. That's me your captain, the co-pilot, and one of the air stewardesses. This is a recorded message. Have a good flight!"

This is Captain Sinclair speaking. On behalf of my crew I'd like to welcome you aboard British Airways flight 602 from New York to London. We are currently flying at a height of 35,000 feet midway across the Atlantic. If you look out of the windows on the starboard side of the aircraft, you will observe that both the starboard engines are on fire. If you look out of the windows on the port side, you will observe that the port wing has fallen off. If you look down towards the Atlantic ocean, you will see a little yellow life raft with three people in it waving at you. That's me your captain, the co-pilot, and one of the air stewardesses. This is a recorded message. Have a good flight!

Aeroplane joke ✈️🛫🛩️🛬🤣


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"The time I entered the halll The first night was shining like of gold, A place where I was decided to grow old The colours dull in and out, As the ghosts roam around and about. The second night was like a kiss on a cheek, Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet. It held my fears, but also played with them, Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem. The third night echoed the loudest screams, Shots of guns and horrible dreams. I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone. The fourth night frightened the soul out of me, Darkness and demons and corpses on trees. The whispers of rain in the colourful wood, This night did not do me any good. The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails, Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail. Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood, Lightening in windows and water in a flood. The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft, Like it was wiser than others, well-taught. It held me in an intimate embrace, And I cried out loud with no grace. The seventh night moaned secrets of the past, About how once little Peggy jumped off at last. It told me secrets about the witches that sleep, Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep. The eighth night taught me that love is no less, Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress. That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time. The ninth night was followed by his angry tears, As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs. I watched, hoping, hoping to see, That he did after all care a little for me. The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall, It stands on the mountains ready to crawl. I await for the screams to escape from my lips, But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse."

The time I entered the halll  
The first night was shining like of gold,
A place where I was decided to grow old
The colours dull in and out,
As the ghosts roam around and about.
The second night was like a kiss on a cheek,
Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet.
It held my fears, but also played with them,
Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem.
The third night echoed the loudest screams,
Shots of guns and horrible dreams.
I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone.

The fourth night frightened the soul out of me,
Darkness and demons and corpses on trees.
The whispers of rain in the colourful wood,
This night did not do me any good.
The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails,
Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail.
Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood,
Lightening in windows and water in a flood.
The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft,
Like it was wiser than others, well-taught.
It held me in an intimate embrace,
And I cried out loud with no grace.
The seventh night moaned secrets of the past,
About how once little Peggy jumped off at last.
It told me secrets about the witches that sleep,
Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep.
The eighth night taught me that love is no less,
Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress.
That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time.
The ninth night was followed by his angry tears,
As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs.
I watched, hoping, hoping to see,
That he did after all care a little for me.
The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall,
It stands on the mountains ready to crawl.
I await for the screams to escape from my lips,
But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse.

@hauntedplace
@10daysinhall
#horror
#secondnojoto

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"Extraordinary throb: In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job, hold my hand as we move further. Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love. Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls. On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty. My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous and inquisitive eyes of yours. With the end of the experiment, you had looked into my eyes writing the readings in my lab record. That was the first time when a girl of my engineering college had dared to do so being aware of my notoriety. Like the outside rain that had touched the glasses of windows, you had touched the beats of my heart. Submitting the record, as all we had left the lab, holding the umbrella, you moved towards hostel with your friends and like a nomad who had got his address, I had walked parallel to you in bare rain. At the entrance of your hostel, when all your friends had left winking at you, you had wanted me to take the umbrella for my return to my own hostel, the daring hero in me had proposed you for acceptance. Coming closer and whispering the magical words, you had wetted yourself in rain covering me under the roof of your umbrella. Getting my answer, I had felt an extraordinary throb in my heart that I had never experienced before."

Extraordinary throb:
In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job, 
hold my hand as we move further.
Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love.
Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls. 
On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty.
My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous and inquisitive eyes of yours.
With the end of the experiment, you had looked into my eyes writing the readings in my lab record. 
That was the first time when a girl of my engineering college had dared to do so being aware of my notoriety. 
Like the outside rain that had touched the glasses of windows, you had touched the beats of my heart.

Submitting the record, as all we had left the lab, holding the umbrella, you moved towards hostel with your friends and like a nomad who had got his address, I had walked parallel to you in bare rain.
At the entrance of your hostel, when all your friends had left winking at you, you had wanted me to take the umbrella for my return to my own hostel, the daring hero in me had proposed you for acceptance. 
Coming closer and whispering the magical words, you had wetted yourself in rain covering me under the roof of your umbrella.

Getting my answer, I had felt an extraordinary throb in my heart that I had never experienced before.

Extraordinary throb:
In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job,
hold my hand as we move further.
Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love.
Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls.
On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty.
My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous

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100APC#13 Owls

It was time to do piece 13. An ominous number. So I painted an aviary of owls. Owls that are not what they seem.

ORIGINAL SIGNED ARTWORK: AVAILABLE

BUY PRINT HERE:
https://society6.com/product/owls-roj_print#s6-4177069p4a1v45

3 Love

What is Ransomware? 

A ransomware is basically a type of malware that blocks access to your computer until 'ransom' is paid to the hacker through online channels. A ransomware is believed to take over computers remotely, locking them down, and demanding a 'ransom' to unlock their systems. A ransomware encrypts the Hard Disk Drive (HDD) of a computer before spreading to other systems on the Local Area Network (LAN). The ransomware also spreads through malicious email attachments,

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"This is Captain Sinclair speaking. On behalf of my crew I'd like to welcome you aboard British Airways flight 602 from New York to London. We are currently flying at a height of 35,000 feet midway across the Atlantic. If you look out of the windows on the starboard side of the aircraft, you will observe that both the starboard engines are on fire. If you look out of the windows on the port side, you will observe that the port wing has fallen off. If you look down towards the Atlantic ocean, you will see a little yellow life raft with three people in it waving at you. That's me your captain, the co-pilot, and one of the air stewardesses. This is a recorded message. Have a good flight!"

This is Captain Sinclair speaking. On behalf of my crew I'd like to welcome you aboard British Airways flight 602 from New York to London. We are currently flying at a height of 35,000 feet midway across the Atlantic. If you look out of the windows on the starboard side of the aircraft, you will observe that both the starboard engines are on fire. If you look out of the windows on the port side, you will observe that the port wing has fallen off. If you look down towards the Atlantic ocean, you will see a little yellow life raft with three people in it waving at you. That's me your captain, the co-pilot, and one of the air stewardesses. This is a recorded message. Have a good flight!

Aeroplane joke ✈️🛫🛩️🛬🤣


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"The time I entered the halll The first night was shining like of gold, A place where I was decided to grow old The colours dull in and out, As the ghosts roam around and about. The second night was like a kiss on a cheek, Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet. It held my fears, but also played with them, Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem. The third night echoed the loudest screams, Shots of guns and horrible dreams. I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone. The fourth night frightened the soul out of me, Darkness and demons and corpses on trees. The whispers of rain in the colourful wood, This night did not do me any good. The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails, Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail. Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood, Lightening in windows and water in a flood. The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft, Like it was wiser than others, well-taught. It held me in an intimate embrace, And I cried out loud with no grace. The seventh night moaned secrets of the past, About how once little Peggy jumped off at last. It told me secrets about the witches that sleep, Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep. The eighth night taught me that love is no less, Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress. That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time. The ninth night was followed by his angry tears, As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs. I watched, hoping, hoping to see, That he did after all care a little for me. The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall, It stands on the mountains ready to crawl. I await for the screams to escape from my lips, But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse."

The time I entered the halll  
The first night was shining like of gold,
A place where I was decided to grow old
The colours dull in and out,
As the ghosts roam around and about.
The second night was like a kiss on a cheek,
Gentle and soft, yet, beautiful and sweet.
It held my fears, but also played with them,
Like it was a billionaire and I was a gem.
The third night echoed the loudest screams,
Shots of guns and horrible dreams.
I thought of fire by a burning home,Calm and cool, yet, sad and lone.

The fourth night frightened the soul out of me,
Darkness and demons and corpses on trees.
The whispers of rain in the colourful wood,
This night did not do me any good.
The fifth night heightened like a ride on the rails,
Thunder screamed and windows were pelted with hail.
Sweet smell of roses mixed, now, with blood,
Lightening in windows and water in a flood.
The sixth night got better, yet, scary and soft,
Like it was wiser than others, well-taught.
It held me in an intimate embrace,
And I cried out loud with no grace.
The seventh night moaned secrets of the past,
About how once little Peggy jumped off at last.
It told me secrets about the witches that sleep,
Waiting to be woken up from their sleep, so deep.
The eighth night taught me that love is no less,
Than salt in the flour and rats in a dress.
That killing my love was okay and fine,I knew that someday it would come, this time.
The ninth night was followed by his angry tears,
As he found himself bleeding by the grand stairs.
I watched, hoping, hoping to see,
That he did after all care a little for me.
The tenth night is today; it is dark, it is tall,
It stands on the mountains ready to crawl.
I await for the screams to escape from my lips,
But, right now, I am staring at an eclipse.

@hauntedplace
@10daysinhall
#horror
#secondnojoto

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3 Share

"Extraordinary throb: In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job, hold my hand as we move further. Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love. Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls. On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty. My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous and inquisitive eyes of yours. With the end of the experiment, you had looked into my eyes writing the readings in my lab record. That was the first time when a girl of my engineering college had dared to do so being aware of my notoriety. Like the outside rain that had touched the glasses of windows, you had touched the beats of my heart. Submitting the record, as all we had left the lab, holding the umbrella, you moved towards hostel with your friends and like a nomad who had got his address, I had walked parallel to you in bare rain. At the entrance of your hostel, when all your friends had left winking at you, you had wanted me to take the umbrella for my return to my own hostel, the daring hero in me had proposed you for acceptance. Coming closer and whispering the magical words, you had wetted yourself in rain covering me under the roof of your umbrella. Getting my answer, I had felt an extraordinary throb in my heart that I had never experienced before."

Extraordinary throb:
In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job, 
hold my hand as we move further.
Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love.
Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls. 
On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty.
My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous and inquisitive eyes of yours.
With the end of the experiment, you had looked into my eyes writing the readings in my lab record. 
That was the first time when a girl of my engineering college had dared to do so being aware of my notoriety. 
Like the outside rain that had touched the glasses of windows, you had touched the beats of my heart.

Submitting the record, as all we had left the lab, holding the umbrella, you moved towards hostel with your friends and like a nomad who had got his address, I had walked parallel to you in bare rain.
At the entrance of your hostel, when all your friends had left winking at you, you had wanted me to take the umbrella for my return to my own hostel, the daring hero in me had proposed you for acceptance. 
Coming closer and whispering the magical words, you had wetted yourself in rain covering me under the roof of your umbrella.

Getting my answer, I had felt an extraordinary throb in my heart that I had never experienced before.

Extraordinary throb:
In the rain, saunter with me sacking the umbrella from its job,
hold my hand as we move further.
Piercing the time of past, lets recall that rainy day and our lab that had built the initial bridge of our love.
Being a bully, I never used to do sincerely the experiments of lab that too in the company of girls.
On that day, when we had to measure the flow rate of venturi meter, I hadn't done anything except witnessing your aeonian beauty.
My eyes had witnessed those gorgeous

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