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2024.05.23 14:02 OrlonDogger A Witch at Midnight - Chapter 21
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My eyes slowly parsed through the pages, excitement filling me with every word...
Magic, or as we in the community call it: “The Art”, manifests in many and mostly subtle ways. You’ve probably read it in books before, with huge blasts of magical fire, or instant teleportation across hundreds of miles. All of that is true, and very possible, but also quite complicated to pull off without making yourself explode in the attempt. As I said before, I am here to stop you from exploding, so you have quite a lot to look forward to! The possibilities are almost literally infinite.
A very important concept that you must understand is that ALL spells, every single one of them, share 2 very specific characteristics:
So, if you have been paying attention, it is clear that “Magic”is the art of communicating messages as clearly as possible, while at the same time keeping the mystery of its methods.
It’s all about shock and awe! And this gets some strange fellows to develop entire personas for their magical purposes. We may laugh a little at their rather unorthodox position but, we can’t deny how effective such things are, so never look down on a mage for their theatrics. Trust me, most of them have it very well calculated.
Finally I was getting to the interesting parts of it all. My pen moved so quickly as I made a few little notes on my own notebook while reading the context provided by Gato. If I was understanding this correctly, magic shouldn’t be too different to writing or talking, but I had to start getting used to talking in riddles!
“It’s all about trying to make yourself sound interesting and mysterious.”
“So all mages are pompous assholes then? Oh boy, what a headache.”
I guess it makes sense, if this ‘language of magic’ really is the root of it all, and people barely even know it is a language at all? With a few nods, I continued reading down.
Speaking of arts, The Art is not just named like that for no reason. Magic seems intrinsically tied to human passion, and there is no better way to let said passion out and seen than through art. So, having a good, basic knowledge of the 7 Fine Arts may prove useful to understand the ways in which magic manifests:
Always remember that these different Arts can be useful to classify the ways magic manifests, but they are only one way out of many.
I could feel my eyes widen as my brain suddenly expanded. So that’s why they call it ‘The Art’ then, huh? This only got me more into it, I couldn’t wait to start writing spells! I wonder if making them rhyme had any interesting effects on the spell itself… if they don’t know it is a language, maybe no one has tried writing poetry with it, hmmm?
“Focus on actually learning how to do things without exploding. That should be your priority, idiot.”
Sure, sure.
Saints above, my excitement knows no bounds. I couldn’t even focus on reading anymore! I had to tell someone!
I went straight to the messenger again… people were talking! Reading up, I realize they were welcoming this new person to the group… ‘Jeepers creepers man’.
“Well at least Mort is consistent.” I say outloud as I get back in the conversation.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Aaaaaaaa!
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Hey everyone! n.n
Jeepers creepers man: hi there Tav
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: hey Tav! have you met Mort yet?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Yeah, he’s nice :3
Jeepers creepers man: Gal couldn’t keep his excitement about his new friend group quiet and I demanded to be included
Jeepers creepers man: hope that doesn’t bother you
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: The more the merrier n.n
“You say that, but I bet if they tried to include Souseiseki here you’d be crying like a baby.”
Shut up.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: I started reading the book today! >w<
Jeepers creepers man: the book?
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: gato’s guide
Jeepers creepers man: oh shit that’s right, you only recently woke up right?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Yeah… n.nUu
I blinked for a second, smacking my own face. That’s right, I was not supposed to say stuff about that. Fortunately, Gal seemed to be ready for me to screw up! But that does make me wonder, exactly how much did Gal tell Mort?
Then again, how much could Gal tell? I haven’t been saying much of myself or my situation beyond what’s required of me, I haven’t even mentioned the book I am supposed to translate!
Should I do that?
“The book said not to.”
“Maybe we can do it, but only if we are stuck. No need to take unnecessary risks!”
Maybe, maybe…
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: So magic is like Art in a lot of ways, hmmm? o.o
Jeepers creepers man: yep yep, or well, it’s like the act of creating and expressing.
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: so art? lol
Jeepers creepers man: no no, not necessarily?
Jeepers creepers man: i wouldn’t call what i do art at least heheheh
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: What do you work with, Mort? n.n
Jeepers creepers man: artifacts, mostly
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Artifacts? o.o
Jeepers creepers man: eyeup.
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: mort is a weaver, he makes magical items
Jeepers creepers man: some people call them miracles, but i feel that’s a bit conceited
Miracles, eh? I wonder if it is too hard to make magical items like that…
My eyes go back to the Guide. There’s so much more to cover, I can’t help but feeling a bit excited about it.
“If only you were this intense and motivated when it came to your actual studies.”
The First Law
Also called “The Law of Contagious Magic”, or more recently simplified to “Law of Contagion”, it is a very simple concept: The Art spreads like fire on dry grass, and easily inspires those who see it. Being witness to a Magical Event has a 99% chance to brand you as a mage ready to be born\*.
Ah hah! So it doesn’t happen at birth, you contract it, like a disease! A particularly cool disease but still a disease! I guess that’s why they call it the ‘Arcane Infection’ and all that.
But it always is talked about with such contempt! Do mages hate magic or something? Or maybe it is way more dangerous than I realize.
Reading down, I realize there are footnotes. Mustafá and Giovanni already have something to say, huh?
\ I apologize for the note, but I feel it’s important to make a little addendum here. You need to be a* Direct witness to magic for the Infection to affect you. Digital means won’t cut it. There, just that. Keep on, you’re doing great!! =)
Huh. I didn’t even have time to wonder about that… why doesn’t it work with recordings? I guess that’s convenient, means that being caught on camera wouldn’t mean the birth of several other mages. Maybe there’s an element of physicality to magic? Tiny microorganisms causing the power to flow in interesting ways or something?
“No midichlorians, please.”
Hey, I wouldn’t discard the idea if I were you.
Anyways. There’s another note under that one.
\ Also, the possibility of being branded is only 90.7%. There are people naturally resistant to the infection, those we call “Savants”.*
Now that’s some strange trivia. I guess that like any sickness, some people are simply more resistant to it.
Once you have been branded, it is a matter of a few days before your ideas turn into inspirations, and these are not always benign. Your thoughts will grow louder, especially the intrusive ones, and magical beings of all kinds (including your fellow mages) will start taking notice of your presence. Machinery will start to malfunction in your presence, or behave strangely\.*
Machinery? I mean, I haven’t been close to any industrial kind of machinery but… ah, a note from Giovanni.
\ Sorry, me again. This manual was written in 1930! So its references may be a little stale… electronics will also start behaving strangely around you, so be careful next time you get on a computer!*
… Now I look at my laptop, warily. I haven’t experienced anything weird since I ‘woke up’, and I have been giving the old girl quite the use these days! If anything was to happen, it should have happened already!
The rules of reality will become looser around you, and that will bring all sorts of problems. Iron will acquire the properties of rubber but only for a second, the wind will whisper things, people will get headaches more often looking at you. That sort of thing.
All will culminate in an event we call “The Awakening”. An idea like none other will strike you, inspiration that feels heavenly, and in what will feel to you like a flash of light, you will catch a glimpse of The Tree of Origins. Specifically, a Rune on its bark. Congratulations, that is your first Rune! The first magical effect at your disposal.
Ah. That’s why. I woke up almost immediately after witnessing magic, so I probably didn’t have time to destroy my computer or anything around me. I didn’t live through the unstable period between witnessing and awakening… sad.
“What do you mean ’sad’!? You could have destroyed our computer! This was a lucky break, really!”
I guess so… but a part of me really wanted to live the whimsical period of magic a bit more.
“You’re an ungrateful slut.”
My eyes narrow again at the book… there was nothing wrong with it, so call me crazy for saying this, but: it felt like something was missing. As if an entire section of the book had been erased and the remaining parts had been folded together.
“That’s a very specific feeling.”
I told you, call me crazy! But that’s just how it feels to me…
So things are simple so far, right: Be witness to magic, awaken and acquire your first Rune, then you learn to use it. But how does any of this happen? No one really knows.
But we have a theory.
Anvil Theory
Magic breaks the rules of Reality every time it is used, without fail. Of course there are people who don’t feel satisfied with this and actually want to know why and how, and the answers are… varied. To the point I’m writing this, the most accepted theory is the Theory of the Anvil\.*
\ If a new theory comes along and is accepted as widely as the Anvil Theory, I will note it here. If there’s nothing, just assume the Theory still holds… or I am dead.*
Imagine there is an Anvil in your head, a base upon which every thought is forged. This Anvil is the thought of Reality as Mundane, the reliable feeling that things are just the way they are, and that they can’t change.
Magical Ideas hit this Anvil like a hammer, confronting and eroding it, but also creating sparks in the friction. These sparks are what we know as Astral, or Magical Energy. This is the energy that gets used on every spell you cast.
This is why it is said that every Mage needs to keep a bit of a Cynic inside of them,an inner Critic that keeps them grounded in reality: without the sparks, there is no magic, so if the Cynic disappears and you go completely insane, your magical effects will cease to be\.*
\ The opposite is also true! If your Anvil becomes too robust, from a lack of whimsy and self-belief, magic will cease to flow as well. Keep your sense of wonder!!*
\ But do not lose your objective view of the world. Magic is nonsense and you must remember this, keep it close to your heart.*
The other factor in this is Emotion. The Hammer must hit the Anvil with enough strength to make sparks fly, and this can only be done with enough emotion put behind the swings.
Now in easier terms: You won’t cast the spell just by thinking lightly on the rune, or even drawing it on the mud or something. There needs to be emotion and focus behind it. Otherwise, there is no effect.
I took quick notes of this. Okay, anvil on the brain, that wasn’t too hard to understand. I could picture the sparks flying and magic going wild… and it really made me excited. To the point where I simply couldn’t take it anymore! I had to try it, at least once, before continuing my studies!
With haste I wrote the runes I knew this far on a piece of paper: ‘Butterfly’, ‘Creation’, ‘The’ (I am still unconvinced on this one), ‘Touch’ (I am still unsure on this one too), ‘Negative’ and ‘On/Ignite’. That last one was the one I saw during my Awakening, and the one with the easier effect to understand… I would try that.
“Are you sure about this?”
Yes.
“Alright then, your funeral.”
Alright. I drew ‘On’ on another piece of paper, stood up, and held it in front of me. Without being able to wait anymore, I enunciated.
“GOLTHOI!”
I put on as much emotion as I could, imagining… oh damn it I didn’t imagine a thing, I didn’t try to communicate a thing, didn’t I? I just said it! Oh n–
Before I could say anything more, the piece of paper burst into bright green flames, before turning back to regular fire in an instant. By instinct I dropped it on the floor, where the burning flames started to devour the carpet.
Oh no.
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My eyes slowly parsed through the pages, excitement filling me with every word...
Magic, or as we in the community call it: “The Art”, manifests in many and mostly subtle ways. You’ve probably read it in books before, with huge blasts of magical fire, or instant teleportation across hundreds of miles. All of that is true, and very possible, but also quite complicated to pull off without making yourself explode in the attempt. As I said before, I am here to stop you from exploding, so you have quite a lot to look forward to! The possibilities are almost literally infinite.
A very important concept that you must understand is that ALL spells, every single one of them, share 2 very specific characteristics:
- Communicative Intention: You will not see spells that just throw away energy for no reason. All spells can be translated to phrases or intentions of some sort. There is order to the bombastic chaos of The Art.
- Mystery: Spells always try to make themselves complicated to understand, they hide behind smoke and mirrors. Appearance and presentation are everything for a mage.
So, if you have been paying attention, it is clear that “Magic”is the art of communicating messages as clearly as possible, while at the same time keeping the mystery of its methods.
It’s all about shock and awe! And this gets some strange fellows to develop entire personas for their magical purposes. We may laugh a little at their rather unorthodox position but, we can’t deny how effective such things are, so never look down on a mage for their theatrics. Trust me, most of them have it very well calculated.
Finally I was getting to the interesting parts of it all. My pen moved so quickly as I made a few little notes on my own notebook while reading the context provided by Gato. If I was understanding this correctly, magic shouldn’t be too different to writing or talking, but I had to start getting used to talking in riddles!
“It’s all about trying to make yourself sound interesting and mysterious.”
“So all mages are pompous assholes then? Oh boy, what a headache.”
I guess it makes sense, if this ‘language of magic’ really is the root of it all, and people barely even know it is a language at all? With a few nods, I continued reading down.
Speaking of arts, The Art is not just named like that for no reason. Magic seems intrinsically tied to human passion, and there is no better way to let said passion out and seen than through art. So, having a good, basic knowledge of the 7 Fine Arts may prove useful to understand the ways in which magic manifests:
- Literature: The most well known kind of magic comes from the writing of runes and effects, forcing reality to accommodate.
- Music: In the same way, magic can flow from the emotions one can harvest from others or one’s self.
- Dancing: Physical movement and expression is a valid way to practice magic, if you learn the correct glyphs.
- Artisanry: Magical objects can be created and curated by experienced mages, Miracles in our world.
- Painting: There are those who use hue and colour to cast their spells using their own artistic languages.
- Architecture: The understanding of patterns, both in construction and in nature itself, is fundamental for the casting of some of the most complicated spells out there.
- Acting: Domain over one’s body and emotion can prove incredibly useful when using spells that rely on certain moods.
Always remember that these different Arts can be useful to classify the ways magic manifests, but they are only one way out of many.
I could feel my eyes widen as my brain suddenly expanded. So that’s why they call it ‘The Art’ then, huh? This only got me more into it, I couldn’t wait to start writing spells! I wonder if making them rhyme had any interesting effects on the spell itself… if they don’t know it is a language, maybe no one has tried writing poetry with it, hmmm?
“Focus on actually learning how to do things without exploding. That should be your priority, idiot.”
Sure, sure.
Saints above, my excitement knows no bounds. I couldn’t even focus on reading anymore! I had to tell someone!
I went straight to the messenger again… people were talking! Reading up, I realize they were welcoming this new person to the group… ‘Jeepers creepers man’.
“Well at least Mort is consistent.” I say outloud as I get back in the conversation.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Aaaaaaaa!
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Hey everyone! n.n
Jeepers creepers man: hi there Tav
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: hey Tav! have you met Mort yet?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Yeah, he’s nice :3
Jeepers creepers man: Gal couldn’t keep his excitement about his new friend group quiet and I demanded to be included
Jeepers creepers man: hope that doesn’t bother you
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: The more the merrier n.n
“You say that, but I bet if they tried to include Souseiseki here you’d be crying like a baby.”
Shut up.
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: I started reading the book today! >w<
Jeepers creepers man: the book?
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: gato’s guide
Jeepers creepers man: oh shit that’s right, you only recently woke up right?
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Yeah… n.nUu
I blinked for a second, smacking my own face. That’s right, I was not supposed to say stuff about that. Fortunately, Gal seemed to be ready for me to screw up! But that does make me wonder, exactly how much did Gal tell Mort?
Then again, how much could Gal tell? I haven’t been saying much of myself or my situation beyond what’s required of me, I haven’t even mentioned the book I am supposed to translate!
Should I do that?
“The book said not to.”
“Maybe we can do it, but only if we are stuck. No need to take unnecessary risks!”
Maybe, maybe…
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: So magic is like Art in a lot of ways, hmmm? o.o
Jeepers creepers man: yep yep, or well, it’s like the act of creating and expressing.
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: so art? lol
Jeepers creepers man: no no, not necessarily?
Jeepers creepers man: i wouldn’t call what i do art at least heheheh
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: What do you work with, Mort? n.n
Jeepers creepers man: artifacts, mostly
xXxCallMeBigCookiexXx: Artifacts? o.o
Jeepers creepers man: eyeup.
GalaxyTaco to your rescue!: mort is a weaver, he makes magical items
Jeepers creepers man: some people call them miracles, but i feel that’s a bit conceited
Miracles, eh? I wonder if it is too hard to make magical items like that…
My eyes go back to the Guide. There’s so much more to cover, I can’t help but feeling a bit excited about it.
“If only you were this intense and motivated when it came to your actual studies.”
The First Law
Also called “The Law of Contagious Magic”, or more recently simplified to “Law of Contagion”, it is a very simple concept: The Art spreads like fire on dry grass, and easily inspires those who see it. Being witness to a Magical Event has a 99% chance to brand you as a mage ready to be born\*.
Ah hah! So it doesn’t happen at birth, you contract it, like a disease! A particularly cool disease but still a disease! I guess that’s why they call it the ‘Arcane Infection’ and all that.
But it always is talked about with such contempt! Do mages hate magic or something? Or maybe it is way more dangerous than I realize.
Reading down, I realize there are footnotes. Mustafá and Giovanni already have something to say, huh?
\ I apologize for the note, but I feel it’s important to make a little addendum here. You need to be a* Direct witness to magic for the Infection to affect you. Digital means won’t cut it. There, just that. Keep on, you’re doing great!! =)
Huh. I didn’t even have time to wonder about that… why doesn’t it work with recordings? I guess that’s convenient, means that being caught on camera wouldn’t mean the birth of several other mages. Maybe there’s an element of physicality to magic? Tiny microorganisms causing the power to flow in interesting ways or something?
“No midichlorians, please.”
Hey, I wouldn’t discard the idea if I were you.
Anyways. There’s another note under that one.
\ Also, the possibility of being branded is only 90.7%. There are people naturally resistant to the infection, those we call “Savants”.*
Now that’s some strange trivia. I guess that like any sickness, some people are simply more resistant to it.
Once you have been branded, it is a matter of a few days before your ideas turn into inspirations, and these are not always benign. Your thoughts will grow louder, especially the intrusive ones, and magical beings of all kinds (including your fellow mages) will start taking notice of your presence. Machinery will start to malfunction in your presence, or behave strangely\.*
Machinery? I mean, I haven’t been close to any industrial kind of machinery but… ah, a note from Giovanni.
\ Sorry, me again. This manual was written in 1930! So its references may be a little stale… electronics will also start behaving strangely around you, so be careful next time you get on a computer!*
… Now I look at my laptop, warily. I haven’t experienced anything weird since I ‘woke up’, and I have been giving the old girl quite the use these days! If anything was to happen, it should have happened already!
The rules of reality will become looser around you, and that will bring all sorts of problems. Iron will acquire the properties of rubber but only for a second, the wind will whisper things, people will get headaches more often looking at you. That sort of thing.
All will culminate in an event we call “The Awakening”. An idea like none other will strike you, inspiration that feels heavenly, and in what will feel to you like a flash of light, you will catch a glimpse of The Tree of Origins. Specifically, a Rune on its bark. Congratulations, that is your first Rune! The first magical effect at your disposal.
Ah. That’s why. I woke up almost immediately after witnessing magic, so I probably didn’t have time to destroy my computer or anything around me. I didn’t live through the unstable period between witnessing and awakening… sad.
“What do you mean ’sad’!? You could have destroyed our computer! This was a lucky break, really!”
I guess so… but a part of me really wanted to live the whimsical period of magic a bit more.
“You’re an ungrateful slut.”
My eyes narrow again at the book… there was nothing wrong with it, so call me crazy for saying this, but: it felt like something was missing. As if an entire section of the book had been erased and the remaining parts had been folded together.
“That’s a very specific feeling.”
I told you, call me crazy! But that’s just how it feels to me…
So things are simple so far, right: Be witness to magic, awaken and acquire your first Rune, then you learn to use it. But how does any of this happen? No one really knows.
But we have a theory.
Anvil Theory
Magic breaks the rules of Reality every time it is used, without fail. Of course there are people who don’t feel satisfied with this and actually want to know why and how, and the answers are… varied. To the point I’m writing this, the most accepted theory is the Theory of the Anvil\.*
\ If a new theory comes along and is accepted as widely as the Anvil Theory, I will note it here. If there’s nothing, just assume the Theory still holds… or I am dead.*
Imagine there is an Anvil in your head, a base upon which every thought is forged. This Anvil is the thought of Reality as Mundane, the reliable feeling that things are just the way they are, and that they can’t change.
Magical Ideas hit this Anvil like a hammer, confronting and eroding it, but also creating sparks in the friction. These sparks are what we know as Astral, or Magical Energy. This is the energy that gets used on every spell you cast.
This is why it is said that every Mage needs to keep a bit of a Cynic inside of them,an inner Critic that keeps them grounded in reality: without the sparks, there is no magic, so if the Cynic disappears and you go completely insane, your magical effects will cease to be\.*
\ The opposite is also true! If your Anvil becomes too robust, from a lack of whimsy and self-belief, magic will cease to flow as well. Keep your sense of wonder!!*
\ But do not lose your objective view of the world. Magic is nonsense and you must remember this, keep it close to your heart.*
The other factor in this is Emotion. The Hammer must hit the Anvil with enough strength to make sparks fly, and this can only be done with enough emotion put behind the swings.
Now in easier terms: You won’t cast the spell just by thinking lightly on the rune, or even drawing it on the mud or something. There needs to be emotion and focus behind it. Otherwise, there is no effect.
I took quick notes of this. Okay, anvil on the brain, that wasn’t too hard to understand. I could picture the sparks flying and magic going wild… and it really made me excited. To the point where I simply couldn’t take it anymore! I had to try it, at least once, before continuing my studies!
With haste I wrote the runes I knew this far on a piece of paper: ‘Butterfly’, ‘Creation’, ‘The’ (I am still unconvinced on this one), ‘Touch’ (I am still unsure on this one too), ‘Negative’ and ‘On/Ignite’. That last one was the one I saw during my Awakening, and the one with the easier effect to understand… I would try that.
“Are you sure about this?”
Yes.
“Alright then, your funeral.”
Alright. I drew ‘On’ on another piece of paper, stood up, and held it in front of me. Without being able to wait anymore, I enunciated.
“GOLTHOI!”
I put on as much emotion as I could, imagining… oh damn it I didn’t imagine a thing, I didn’t try to communicate a thing, didn’t I? I just said it! Oh n–
Before I could say anything more, the piece of paper burst into bright green flames, before turning back to regular fire in an instant. By instinct I dropped it on the floor, where the burning flames started to devour the carpet.
Oh no.
2024.05.23 13:44 ctrlart_del I'm so frustrated.
I got my little guy about 8 months ago from an adoption center. He was about 2 years old and described as shy and sweet. While he can be sweet I feel like shy was an under exaggeration. I've lived with cats and I've taken care of cats. I've even briefly owned 2 cats before finding out my mother was so allergic she'd have asthma attacks and because at the time I was living in her home I wasn't allowed to keep them.
Shy isn't the word I'd use or atleast only word to describe my little guy. He is terrified of seemingly the simplest things. I can't hold him. He doesn't cuddle. If we have people over (which we rarely do.) he runs for the hills even people he's met several times. Doing anything but feeding or playing with him is a nightmare because he is so scared.
Flea treatment, collars, picking him up, forget trying to cut his nails or get him in a carrier. He acts like your trying to murder him and it feels like we are set back several months anytime I have to do any of this stuff. He loves treats on his terms and forget trying to bribe him or give a peace offering.
He wants nothing to do with you as soon as he's figured out it's something he doesn't like. Not even his 'jackpot' treats. I'm surprised I'm even allowed to brush him or pet him. Now I'll have you know he doesn't have an aggressive bone in his body. He's never bitten or even hissed at me but I feel extremely guilty over just doing basic things for his health especially when it seems to deteriorate our relationship. He only comes to me for food and snacks and sometimes play/attention but won't hang out with me and is mostly only active when my partner is home for lunch or home from work for the day. I have to say I feel pretty jealous because I feel like I do the most for him but get the least love or affection even though he's supposed to be my emotional support animal. He's basically just a financial cost with claws and attitude that causes me lots of sadness and anxiety in a life already filled with depression and severe anxiety that I'm being treated for.
I feel like I've tried every everything I can think of and any progress is deleted as soon as I have to for example reapply flea treatment. He has plenty of toys and scratchers and climbers. He has appropriate places to hide and sleep. He has places to sunbath and even a catio and 2 litterboxes. We have playtime and feeding times and he even plays just fine by himself. He likes boxes, bugs, and snake/streamer toys and he has up high places he can go. I get cats can be aloof, standoffish, and independent. I even get that he's in his brat teen phrase but I'm worried if our home is the right fit for him. If I AM the right fit for him. I feel like it shouldn't be this traumatic just putting flea treatments on or cutting his nails. (Which we can't we have to take him to his vet every 4 to 6 weeks. ) I watched Jackson Galaxy, I've tried just giving my kitty his space, I've tried bribes, and training him. He just has NO give or tolerance. This whole experience sometimes makes me feel like I hate cats, I'm a terrible pet parent or that I just don't have the experience to deal with this kind of cat. Which is funny because I've been around all sorts of cats from shy and skittish to the confident bully.
I just don't know what to do anymore besides rehoming him or taking him back to the adoption center. I could really use some advice.
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Shy isn't the word I'd use or atleast only word to describe my little guy. He is terrified of seemingly the simplest things. I can't hold him. He doesn't cuddle. If we have people over (which we rarely do.) he runs for the hills even people he's met several times. Doing anything but feeding or playing with him is a nightmare because he is so scared.
Flea treatment, collars, picking him up, forget trying to cut his nails or get him in a carrier. He acts like your trying to murder him and it feels like we are set back several months anytime I have to do any of this stuff. He loves treats on his terms and forget trying to bribe him or give a peace offering.
He wants nothing to do with you as soon as he's figured out it's something he doesn't like. Not even his 'jackpot' treats. I'm surprised I'm even allowed to brush him or pet him. Now I'll have you know he doesn't have an aggressive bone in his body. He's never bitten or even hissed at me but I feel extremely guilty over just doing basic things for his health especially when it seems to deteriorate our relationship. He only comes to me for food and snacks and sometimes play/attention but won't hang out with me and is mostly only active when my partner is home for lunch or home from work for the day. I have to say I feel pretty jealous because I feel like I do the most for him but get the least love or affection even though he's supposed to be my emotional support animal. He's basically just a financial cost with claws and attitude that causes me lots of sadness and anxiety in a life already filled with depression and severe anxiety that I'm being treated for.
I feel like I've tried every everything I can think of and any progress is deleted as soon as I have to for example reapply flea treatment. He has plenty of toys and scratchers and climbers. He has appropriate places to hide and sleep. He has places to sunbath and even a catio and 2 litterboxes. We have playtime and feeding times and he even plays just fine by himself. He likes boxes, bugs, and snake/streamer toys and he has up high places he can go. I get cats can be aloof, standoffish, and independent. I even get that he's in his brat teen phrase but I'm worried if our home is the right fit for him. If I AM the right fit for him. I feel like it shouldn't be this traumatic just putting flea treatments on or cutting his nails. (Which we can't we have to take him to his vet every 4 to 6 weeks. ) I watched Jackson Galaxy, I've tried just giving my kitty his space, I've tried bribes, and training him. He just has NO give or tolerance. This whole experience sometimes makes me feel like I hate cats, I'm a terrible pet parent or that I just don't have the experience to deal with this kind of cat. Which is funny because I've been around all sorts of cats from shy and skittish to the confident bully.
I just don't know what to do anymore besides rehoming him or taking him back to the adoption center. I could really use some advice.
2024.05.23 12:51 Pleasant-Speed2003 My feelings on social sites and their positives and negatives imo, please give your own or read mine or have a discussion!
Instagram
Positive: - Funniest, makes me laugh most - Older celebs and sports people just going wild on there.
Negatives: - really picks up on your weeknesses (others complain of like comparing lives, mines always making me scared of a new thing that can kill me and my loved ones)
TikTok
Positives: - fun to post, people see it - find some fun creators
Negatives: -WHYS IT ALL THE SAME???same sound or trend for a monthf ROM everyone - talking about a serious topic using the most unserious words coz sensors. - Please stop suggesting I listen to my ex bullys dreadful singing I thought I escaped when I didn't have to go to another talent contest.
Facebook
Positives: - actually social I keep up with friends and family - pretty good place to find companies and things like that - Facebook groups are wild, there's one for everything, and every single one has hilarious moments - Great for getting info about local issues like road closures or missing pets/people
Negatives: - Tells people when you comment on something? Like why does my mum need to know what I said to someone else? Why do I need to know Suzy was thirsting on some celebs posts? - Hard to be seen when posting there - Mainly populated by older folks.
Reddit
Positives: - Probably easiest to find someone to talk to - Meeting new people - Most topics can be brought up in varying subs
Negatives: - honestly not very funny - Not super fun to use as everyone has an issue with something, ask a question in a sub specifically for that question there'd still be some commenter with an issue
Snapchat
Positives: - my eyes only to keep secret evidence on people for future plans - photo gallery that I have to keep Snapchat for coz there's 1000s of photos
Negatives - everything else. - kids and Pedos favourite app
Telegram Never used it but the people I know who do are either like government organisations or drug dealers??? With no in-between?
WhatsApp
Positives - Texting but more free - My gran hasn't managed to hack her own phone with it
Negatives: - anyone who uses it as their main form of communication messages like they send emails - STOP DOWNLOADING EVERY IMAGE IVE BEEN SENT I DONT NEED TO BE JUMPSCARED BY PEOPLES BABIES ARIVING IN MY GALLERY UNANOUNCED.
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Positive: - Funniest, makes me laugh most - Older celebs and sports people just going wild on there.
Negatives: - really picks up on your weeknesses (others complain of like comparing lives, mines always making me scared of a new thing that can kill me and my loved ones)
TikTok
Positives: - fun to post, people see it - find some fun creators
Negatives: -WHYS IT ALL THE SAME???same sound or trend for a monthf ROM everyone - talking about a serious topic using the most unserious words coz sensors. - Please stop suggesting I listen to my ex bullys dreadful singing I thought I escaped when I didn't have to go to another talent contest.
Positives: - actually social I keep up with friends and family - pretty good place to find companies and things like that - Facebook groups are wild, there's one for everything, and every single one has hilarious moments - Great for getting info about local issues like road closures or missing pets/people
Negatives: - Tells people when you comment on something? Like why does my mum need to know what I said to someone else? Why do I need to know Suzy was thirsting on some celebs posts? - Hard to be seen when posting there - Mainly populated by older folks.
Positives: - Probably easiest to find someone to talk to - Meeting new people - Most topics can be brought up in varying subs
Negatives: - honestly not very funny - Not super fun to use as everyone has an issue with something, ask a question in a sub specifically for that question there'd still be some commenter with an issue
Snapchat
Positives: - my eyes only to keep secret evidence on people for future plans - photo gallery that I have to keep Snapchat for coz there's 1000s of photos
Negatives - everything else. - kids and Pedos favourite app
Telegram Never used it but the people I know who do are either like government organisations or drug dealers??? With no in-between?
Positives - Texting but more free - My gran hasn't managed to hack her own phone with it
Negatives: - anyone who uses it as their main form of communication messages like they send emails - STOP DOWNLOADING EVERY IMAGE IVE BEEN SENT I DONT NEED TO BE JUMPSCARED BY PEOPLES BABIES ARIVING IN MY GALLERY UNANOUNCED.
2024.05.23 11:55 JarethOfHouseGoblin Hearing fundigelicals use the phrase "I'll never apologize for Jesus" is the fast track to letting me know they're a complete fucking dipshit.
This is also one of the phrases which indicates to me someone is a Christian extremist.
It's such a wild phrase on its own, but it is said at a shockingly common rate. At least that's the case here in the Bible Belt. And it's largely because a persecution complex is a core component of fundigelicals' identity.
That phrase would be less wild if it was uttered by a time traveler who just arrived to 2024 coming from Ancient Rome during the reign of Nero. Other than that, if you're an American and using it, you're a fucking moron.
I've heard this phrase all my life, but nowadays I hear it far more often in the context of politics. I'll give you a moment for the shock to wear off. /s
Many a fundigelical Karen will take to Facebook and make posts which say "they want me to apologize for Jesus, BUT I NEVER WILL!!!!"
That's 100% not what happened; no one asked you to apologize for Jesus. All that happened is your 20-year-old daughter said she's not voting for Trump.
Every time I see this phrase used on social media, I think of that wonderful quote from YouTuber Penguinz0 "of all the things that never happened, this never happened the most."
Have you seen this phrase used? Have you seen it used more often these days?
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It's such a wild phrase on its own, but it is said at a shockingly common rate. At least that's the case here in the Bible Belt. And it's largely because a persecution complex is a core component of fundigelicals' identity.
That phrase would be less wild if it was uttered by a time traveler who just arrived to 2024 coming from Ancient Rome during the reign of Nero. Other than that, if you're an American and using it, you're a fucking moron.
I've heard this phrase all my life, but nowadays I hear it far more often in the context of politics. I'll give you a moment for the shock to wear off. /s
Many a fundigelical Karen will take to Facebook and make posts which say "they want me to apologize for Jesus, BUT I NEVER WILL!!!!"
That's 100% not what happened; no one asked you to apologize for Jesus. All that happened is your 20-year-old daughter said she's not voting for Trump.
Every time I see this phrase used on social media, I think of that wonderful quote from YouTuber Penguinz0 "of all the things that never happened, this never happened the most."
Have you seen this phrase used? Have you seen it used more often these days?
2024.05.23 11:33 Thick-Local-1514 Aita for resenting my brother?
Sorry this is the first time I'm posting on Reddit. Long back story.
I have 4 brothers, but the oldest (M30) and I (F22) have never had a full friendly conversation or have gotten to know each other. I'm #4 and the youngest is the surprise child, being born 8 years after me.
I was the child my mother wanted (a girl) but, the opposite of what my parents were expecting. I grew up around guys and never cared about makeup unless I was at dance recitals. I grew up in sweatshirts and jeans.
Growing up my brother's thought I was the child who got everything, but when I was 12 I was working only one day a week for a family friend, which I still work there today.
I was the one offering people to go to the movies with me and I would pay even when my mom told me not to. When I was sixteen I was working 2 jobs in the summer trying to get a hefty savings.
When I was in elementary school my mom would say comments like, "if you wear makeup you would look prettier," or "don't eat like the boys,' or "boys like skinny girls," to me. When I hit 4th grade I start wearing sweatshirts and jeans to cover my insecurities.
When I was 14 my oldest brother got married, which my SIL asked me to be a bridesmaid, I accepted, but didn't know what it meant or know why should've been in involved. I was never included because I was young and remember one time being at someone's house and the adults talking about the wedding and I was staring off into the distance pleasing my mom.
When I was just turned 16 (I was born late summer) I had just gotten my license and my 2nd oldest brother was getting married to my (2nd) SIL. It was two weeks of vacation. One week for the wedding and then one week in Florida. I was hating it because I liked spending time at home. But I was out of state the whole time. My 2SIL said my skin tone was good and I didn't need makeup except mascara. I told my mom this and she said okay, but in front of everyone getting ready my mom was going at me about putting some lipstick on which would of made my mouth look non existent.
I kept telling my mom. I didn't need it and 2SIL said I'm fine the way I looked. My mom kept going and I blew up. I (I'm going to regret this) said, " no, mom SIL said I didn't need it, why are we even here she doesn't have a family anyways." Now at the time, I blacked out in anger and when I visit my 2SIL out of state when I was 19 turning 20 she told me she thought I hated her and when I asked her why she said the following and I apologized profusely especially when I didn't remember the part of the day. (I had very bad anger issues that my 2SIL and I only knew at the time. And had to work out on my own because of a separate story but we very good now)
We are very close so I don't even know why I had to say that, but I was a teenager. I didn't have stability. A journal was the only this is could give my thoughts to at the time.
Nobody cared to say this to me, but then it came obvious I was the blacksheep. I learned everything that was happening with my family, when it came to someone dying or when something bad was happening anger was told to me from my 2SIL who lived half way across the country.
When my brother comes in.... It start when I was 14. I came (middle school) after school and all my older brothers were around the table with my mom. I then say, "Why such sad faces?" In a funny tone. Everyone tells me to STFU. I then laugh and say rough crowd and start walking up the stairs where it's silent again and I ask my mom if she will buy soda for a party happening that weekend and everyone flips out on me. I then said don't be mean and I work up stairs. My mom then called me down angry with me. When I then argue with my mom I just asked about soda then I end up face to face with my college ( oldest) brother. He calls me a piece of (sh!t) and a fat cow while pushing me against the kitchen counter. I was yelling my mom to get him off of me, but she didn't so I screamed at him and ran upstairs to call my friend. My mom is trying to bust my door in and when my friend said her mom are coming I hold my phone up (taller than my mom) and run outside where my mom threatens to call the cops on me if I leave.
I walk inside afterwards to my oldest brother crying and apologizing. I say okay, but dont feel anything. (Btw at the time my dad was on a work trip) I was then grounded (for what? I don't know, still to this day) didn't talk to my mom for a whole year. Until she said "I think you hate me" closest thing I had to a mother was my 2SIL or my neighbors mother who was worried even if I got thinner. God bless her.
I got older barely speaking to my oldest brother or my mother and didn't get semi close till I got pregnant. I was 20 at the time and had to find my future by myself. I transferred to the school I wanted to because my parents pressured me into going somewhere else and found my calling.
My mom, tried to be, A mother at the time, but the only person I would open up to is my boyfriend. My brother still never talked to me. Especially after the situation....
Over a CRIB.
I didn't have a baby shower because of parents on Both sides so I was buying things myself. I made minimum wage at the time. I was looking for a baby crib on Facebook. When I told my mom that she said I shouldn't look there because I would want something that would last then offered to buy one.
I said okay if it was stained wooden. No whites or blues or pinks. I told the same thing to my dad and he said okay. That was a Thursday.
Sunday comes around I get a text from my mom saying I found a crib and I said we will be out there anyways so we will come over.
Well we get there and she shows me a Facebook ad of a white crib I look at my mom in astonishment. Baffled what she had shown me. I pointed out Facebook and the white crib (btw I moved out when I was newly 20 I wasn't pregnant in their house) my dad and boyfriend made a joke about the white crib and me knowing my anger level told my mom I'm done with the conversation.
My mom was persisting then my dad joined in after I kept telling them Im done with the conversation. When my mom looks at me (6 to 7 months pregnant) saying, "I guess you dont want a crib then." So I said, "I guess I'll buy my f**king own then." And she walked upstairs.
My dad tried to tell me not to talk to.her that way so I told him, "who tells A pregnant woman I guess you.dont want a crib then?" He couldn't say anything.
The next day is where my oldest brother and I hit heads.
I get a call from him (I never receive calls from him). Btw this man is almost 30. It's a 10 second phone call of him yelling and cussing at me about how I shouldn't talk to our lawyer there that way when I said hold on to grasp what he's talking about he said no then hung up.
So I went to the source of the problem and called my mother. Asked her what she said. She said that she didn't tell anybody anything and I said that was funny as I got the phone call from my oldest brother. She couldn't deny it at that point and wasn't giving me the whole truth.
She hung up the call to speak to my brother and I called 2SIL. She then tells me THEY BOUGHT THE CRIB.
FYI I never saw a physical crib. Where the story is being f*cked. I guess my mom said I was a spoiled brat even though she didn't even buy me my own bedsheets.
In the middle of talking with 2SIL I get a texted from my oldest brother uninviting me from my nephews birthday party....
Ummm I haven't said anything to him at this point so I texted my mom asking he what happened and she said she didn't want to argue with him anymore...
He never apologized and it's been 2 years all he had texted me was "I take back what I said" and a midnight text inviting me to his new house with all our family being there (recently)..... I guess he didn't want me to show up even when we did show up late.... So ATIA for resenting him? Or was I just childish
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I have 4 brothers, but the oldest (M30) and I (F22) have never had a full friendly conversation or have gotten to know each other. I'm #4 and the youngest is the surprise child, being born 8 years after me.
I was the child my mother wanted (a girl) but, the opposite of what my parents were expecting. I grew up around guys and never cared about makeup unless I was at dance recitals. I grew up in sweatshirts and jeans.
Growing up my brother's thought I was the child who got everything, but when I was 12 I was working only one day a week for a family friend, which I still work there today.
I was the one offering people to go to the movies with me and I would pay even when my mom told me not to. When I was sixteen I was working 2 jobs in the summer trying to get a hefty savings.
When I was in elementary school my mom would say comments like, "if you wear makeup you would look prettier," or "don't eat like the boys,' or "boys like skinny girls," to me. When I hit 4th grade I start wearing sweatshirts and jeans to cover my insecurities.
When I was 14 my oldest brother got married, which my SIL asked me to be a bridesmaid, I accepted, but didn't know what it meant or know why should've been in involved. I was never included because I was young and remember one time being at someone's house and the adults talking about the wedding and I was staring off into the distance pleasing my mom.
When I was just turned 16 (I was born late summer) I had just gotten my license and my 2nd oldest brother was getting married to my (2nd) SIL. It was two weeks of vacation. One week for the wedding and then one week in Florida. I was hating it because I liked spending time at home. But I was out of state the whole time. My 2SIL said my skin tone was good and I didn't need makeup except mascara. I told my mom this and she said okay, but in front of everyone getting ready my mom was going at me about putting some lipstick on which would of made my mouth look non existent.
I kept telling my mom. I didn't need it and 2SIL said I'm fine the way I looked. My mom kept going and I blew up. I (I'm going to regret this) said, " no, mom SIL said I didn't need it, why are we even here she doesn't have a family anyways." Now at the time, I blacked out in anger and when I visit my 2SIL out of state when I was 19 turning 20 she told me she thought I hated her and when I asked her why she said the following and I apologized profusely especially when I didn't remember the part of the day. (I had very bad anger issues that my 2SIL and I only knew at the time. And had to work out on my own because of a separate story but we very good now)
We are very close so I don't even know why I had to say that, but I was a teenager. I didn't have stability. A journal was the only this is could give my thoughts to at the time.
Nobody cared to say this to me, but then it came obvious I was the blacksheep. I learned everything that was happening with my family, when it came to someone dying or when something bad was happening anger was told to me from my 2SIL who lived half way across the country.
When my brother comes in.... It start when I was 14. I came (middle school) after school and all my older brothers were around the table with my mom. I then say, "Why such sad faces?" In a funny tone. Everyone tells me to STFU. I then laugh and say rough crowd and start walking up the stairs where it's silent again and I ask my mom if she will buy soda for a party happening that weekend and everyone flips out on me. I then said don't be mean and I work up stairs. My mom then called me down angry with me. When I then argue with my mom I just asked about soda then I end up face to face with my college ( oldest) brother. He calls me a piece of (sh!t) and a fat cow while pushing me against the kitchen counter. I was yelling my mom to get him off of me, but she didn't so I screamed at him and ran upstairs to call my friend. My mom is trying to bust my door in and when my friend said her mom are coming I hold my phone up (taller than my mom) and run outside where my mom threatens to call the cops on me if I leave.
I walk inside afterwards to my oldest brother crying and apologizing. I say okay, but dont feel anything. (Btw at the time my dad was on a work trip) I was then grounded (for what? I don't know, still to this day) didn't talk to my mom for a whole year. Until she said "I think you hate me" closest thing I had to a mother was my 2SIL or my neighbors mother who was worried even if I got thinner. God bless her.
I got older barely speaking to my oldest brother or my mother and didn't get semi close till I got pregnant. I was 20 at the time and had to find my future by myself. I transferred to the school I wanted to because my parents pressured me into going somewhere else and found my calling.
My mom, tried to be, A mother at the time, but the only person I would open up to is my boyfriend. My brother still never talked to me. Especially after the situation....
Over a CRIB.
I didn't have a baby shower because of parents on Both sides so I was buying things myself. I made minimum wage at the time. I was looking for a baby crib on Facebook. When I told my mom that she said I shouldn't look there because I would want something that would last then offered to buy one.
I said okay if it was stained wooden. No whites or blues or pinks. I told the same thing to my dad and he said okay. That was a Thursday.
Sunday comes around I get a text from my mom saying I found a crib and I said we will be out there anyways so we will come over.
Well we get there and she shows me a Facebook ad of a white crib I look at my mom in astonishment. Baffled what she had shown me. I pointed out Facebook and the white crib (btw I moved out when I was newly 20 I wasn't pregnant in their house) my dad and boyfriend made a joke about the white crib and me knowing my anger level told my mom I'm done with the conversation.
My mom was persisting then my dad joined in after I kept telling them Im done with the conversation. When my mom looks at me (6 to 7 months pregnant) saying, "I guess you dont want a crib then." So I said, "I guess I'll buy my f**king own then." And she walked upstairs.
My dad tried to tell me not to talk to.her that way so I told him, "who tells A pregnant woman I guess you.dont want a crib then?" He couldn't say anything.
The next day is where my oldest brother and I hit heads.
I get a call from him (I never receive calls from him). Btw this man is almost 30. It's a 10 second phone call of him yelling and cussing at me about how I shouldn't talk to our lawyer there that way when I said hold on to grasp what he's talking about he said no then hung up.
So I went to the source of the problem and called my mother. Asked her what she said. She said that she didn't tell anybody anything and I said that was funny as I got the phone call from my oldest brother. She couldn't deny it at that point and wasn't giving me the whole truth.
She hung up the call to speak to my brother and I called 2SIL. She then tells me THEY BOUGHT THE CRIB.
FYI I never saw a physical crib. Where the story is being f*cked. I guess my mom said I was a spoiled brat even though she didn't even buy me my own bedsheets.
In the middle of talking with 2SIL I get a texted from my oldest brother uninviting me from my nephews birthday party....
Ummm I haven't said anything to him at this point so I texted my mom asking he what happened and she said she didn't want to argue with him anymore...
He never apologized and it's been 2 years all he had texted me was "I take back what I said" and a midnight text inviting me to his new house with all our family being there (recently)..... I guess he didn't want me to show up even when we did show up late.... So ATIA for resenting him? Or was I just childish
2024.05.23 09:59 physicalmathematics Here's a tip for learning Arabic
Use your favourite websites in Arabic and a language you're comfortable with. For example, I use Facebook, Messenger, WhatsApp and GMail in Arabic. Even my phone is set to be in Arabic. This forces you to learn and helps you see the correspondence between English and Arabic words and phrases.
You can also study the instruction manuals on electronics or labels on food items that you buy in both English and Arabic. This helped me expand my vocabulary manifold.
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You can also study the instruction manuals on electronics or labels on food items that you buy in both English and Arabic. This helped me expand my vocabulary manifold.
2024.05.23 09:56 Gold-Yesterday-8499 BM's FB Post Regarding Father's Day
BM and DH follow each other on Facebook. This happened recently when we started our small business, she wanted to share our posts so she followed, which I'm OK with. No problem at all.
In the beginning, she was HC but now 6 years later, she has moved on and got over DH. She is now basically no conflict. They share joint custody and have stuck to the schedule for the last 5+ years. They only talk during exchanges which is briefly and only about SD12. SD has her own phone so most communications from each parent is directly through her.
We also are pleasant when we see each other but in the beginning she was made my life difficult with custody so I will never forget that.
Anyways, I have access to DH Facebook, which he is not too active on and mostly posts our business. Today BM shared and reposted someone's post that said, "Next month is Father's Day. What are you getting your baby daddy?" She replied, "His daughter."
I am a little annoyed that she has to mention DH at all. She did this several years ago when they were going through their custody battle in court and implied on a FB post that she was a single mother and she wasn't gonna wish DH a happy Father's Day when in reality they had joint custody.
I don't know if she was trying to be funny in today's post, but I took it as though she is implying as if he doesn't see her often and she is allowing SD to be with him?
I'm probably trippin, but what do you guys think? Also want to add that this community has helped me tremendously throughout the years so I thank you all.
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In the beginning, she was HC but now 6 years later, she has moved on and got over DH. She is now basically no conflict. They share joint custody and have stuck to the schedule for the last 5+ years. They only talk during exchanges which is briefly and only about SD12. SD has her own phone so most communications from each parent is directly through her.
We also are pleasant when we see each other but in the beginning she was made my life difficult with custody so I will never forget that.
Anyways, I have access to DH Facebook, which he is not too active on and mostly posts our business. Today BM shared and reposted someone's post that said, "Next month is Father's Day. What are you getting your baby daddy?" She replied, "His daughter."
I am a little annoyed that she has to mention DH at all. She did this several years ago when they were going through their custody battle in court and implied on a FB post that she was a single mother and she wasn't gonna wish DH a happy Father's Day when in reality they had joint custody.
I don't know if she was trying to be funny in today's post, but I took it as though she is implying as if he doesn't see her often and she is allowing SD to be with him?
I'm probably trippin, but what do you guys think? Also want to add that this community has helped me tremendously throughout the years so I thank you all.
2024.05.23 09:19 Consistent_Young1426 I'm F23 and just really conflicted about my sexuality and it feels like the layers that I peel off just make my identity even more confusing to me. Would appreciate if somebody could share their similar experiences.
For the longest time, I thought was straight. This was probably because society just presents heterosexuality as the default for us, and that’s what I had seen and heard around me. I was attracted to guys as well, but never really a real guy, as in, celebrities, public figures – those were the men I liked or found attractive. But even then, I’d never had a crush on anybody, never truly liked anybody, celebrity or otherwise. But once I became an adolescent, I started consuming all sorts of straight romances – novels, movies, you name it – and that probably didn’t help with the heteronormative mindset that I had for myself, now that I look back on everything. I, even to this day get aroused my men of a particular stature, straight porn is my go-to, never cared for lesbian porn, or porn without a man in it basically, so I just deduced all this to mean that I was straight. I never was sexually attracted to women though, so I never even questioned myself because that’s what I thought everything boiled down to – sex, sexual attraction, etc. I do remember being obsessed with multiple women in my life, few of my teachers, some friends, actresses, singers, etc., but I just never looked at them from that angle, so I just thought it was admiration? I don’t know. I was in an all-girls school and because I also take time to get comfortable with people, I had barely any interaction with men. I had never had any guy friends either. So, I’d never liked, loved, dated, been in a relationship, with anybody. Even in my college, where I pursued my Bachelor’s, there were maybe 6-7 guys that I couldn’t care less for. So, I didn’t do anything during that time either.
Finally, when I was around 23, I moved to another city to pursue my postgraduation and there I made two friends (both girls) who I became very close to. But mostly it was just one of the two friends that I was very close to you. We were very emotionally attached each other, our relationship was very deep, very emotionally charged. I realized that I had never been this attached or invested in a friend before, which is saying a lot because I've had very deep friendships my whole life, so this friend, we can call her Hannah, who I'd known for barely 4-5 months and already opened up to more than I have opened up to my friend of 15 years, was surprising to me. So eventually, Hannah came out to me as a bisexual and I think that made me subconsciously realize that there could be something there because I had always thought she was straight, and that revelation changed things, which in hindsight shouldn't have, because if I was straight that wouldn't have made me lean more into our homoerotic friendship that it eventually did. I started feeling things sexually for her as well, and that was really confusing to me because I didn’t think I could be attracted to a woman in that way. But even then, I wasn’t attracted to other women sexually, just men. Eventually, I realized that I’m actually in love with her and told her about it too because we were not only really close friends but also roommates so I wanted to be honest with my intentions with her. I didn’t want to date her or do anything about my feelings really, because this was all new to me and I was pretty insecure about my lack of experience in dating, so her saying she doesn’t feel the same just bruised my ego a little bit but I anyway, wouldn’t have known what to do if she reciprocated. So, we still remained close, I was still in love with her, but even through my little hiccups of getting jealous and stuff, we managed to be close. So, through this, I realized that I wasn’t straight, and the obvious label that fit me seemed like “bisexual”. But because of the very special circumstances I had with Hannah, with so emotionally connected and then realizing I felt deeper things for her, and still not feeling attracted to women, made me realize that I could actually fall for anybody, regardless of gender, if I had an emotional basis with them, although this didn’t seem to fit my criteria with men. But slowly and gradually, I’ve found myself being more attracted to women the way I’ve been with men. Maybe when I allowed myself to love a woman, it opened up possibilities in my subconscious and maybe now, I’m letting myself be attracted to women. But here’s the problem, that my patience for men is running out, which is ironic because I’ve never dated anybody. I’ve never even given men chances. The attraction and feeling toward men that I have is purely carnal, whereas with women, it’s a certain level of reverence with which I feel for them, both in romantic and sexual way. And I’ve been trying to sort of online date people, but where I’m from, it’s hard to get women who are interested in other women, so I’m mostly getting men, and I’ve talked to a few men, but I’m just so wildly disinterested in them, it’s confusing and funny at the same time. And the friends I have here are all bisexuals so they just want me to explore my options and think that I should date men to see things through, but I just don’t feel like investing myself in them. So, the sexual attraction that I have for men is the only things that stops me from completely identifying as a lesbian, I guess. But I just don’t see myself having those soft, romantic feeling for men, and the way I do with women. This might be a problematic way to phrase it but – is this a phase? Like how when I thought I was straight and didn’t feel any attraction for women but when I let myself feel it for one woman, I started feeling it for other women too. Is this like a transition period to me just liking women? I’m just really confused.
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Finally, when I was around 23, I moved to another city to pursue my postgraduation and there I made two friends (both girls) who I became very close to. But mostly it was just one of the two friends that I was very close to you. We were very emotionally attached each other, our relationship was very deep, very emotionally charged. I realized that I had never been this attached or invested in a friend before, which is saying a lot because I've had very deep friendships my whole life, so this friend, we can call her Hannah, who I'd known for barely 4-5 months and already opened up to more than I have opened up to my friend of 15 years, was surprising to me. So eventually, Hannah came out to me as a bisexual and I think that made me subconsciously realize that there could be something there because I had always thought she was straight, and that revelation changed things, which in hindsight shouldn't have, because if I was straight that wouldn't have made me lean more into our homoerotic friendship that it eventually did. I started feeling things sexually for her as well, and that was really confusing to me because I didn’t think I could be attracted to a woman in that way. But even then, I wasn’t attracted to other women sexually, just men. Eventually, I realized that I’m actually in love with her and told her about it too because we were not only really close friends but also roommates so I wanted to be honest with my intentions with her. I didn’t want to date her or do anything about my feelings really, because this was all new to me and I was pretty insecure about my lack of experience in dating, so her saying she doesn’t feel the same just bruised my ego a little bit but I anyway, wouldn’t have known what to do if she reciprocated. So, we still remained close, I was still in love with her, but even through my little hiccups of getting jealous and stuff, we managed to be close. So, through this, I realized that I wasn’t straight, and the obvious label that fit me seemed like “bisexual”. But because of the very special circumstances I had with Hannah, with so emotionally connected and then realizing I felt deeper things for her, and still not feeling attracted to women, made me realize that I could actually fall for anybody, regardless of gender, if I had an emotional basis with them, although this didn’t seem to fit my criteria with men. But slowly and gradually, I’ve found myself being more attracted to women the way I’ve been with men. Maybe when I allowed myself to love a woman, it opened up possibilities in my subconscious and maybe now, I’m letting myself be attracted to women. But here’s the problem, that my patience for men is running out, which is ironic because I’ve never dated anybody. I’ve never even given men chances. The attraction and feeling toward men that I have is purely carnal, whereas with women, it’s a certain level of reverence with which I feel for them, both in romantic and sexual way. And I’ve been trying to sort of online date people, but where I’m from, it’s hard to get women who are interested in other women, so I’m mostly getting men, and I’ve talked to a few men, but I’m just so wildly disinterested in them, it’s confusing and funny at the same time. And the friends I have here are all bisexuals so they just want me to explore my options and think that I should date men to see things through, but I just don’t feel like investing myself in them. So, the sexual attraction that I have for men is the only things that stops me from completely identifying as a lesbian, I guess. But I just don’t see myself having those soft, romantic feeling for men, and the way I do with women. This might be a problematic way to phrase it but – is this a phase? Like how when I thought I was straight and didn’t feel any attraction for women but when I let myself feel it for one woman, I started feeling it for other women too. Is this like a transition period to me just liking women? I’m just really confused.
2024.05.23 09:17 Consistent_Young1426 I'm F23 and just really conflicted about my sexuality and it feels like the layers that I peel off just make my identity even more confusing to me. Would appreciate if somebody could share their similar experiences.
For the longest time, I thought was straight. This was probably because society just presents heterosexuality as the default for us, and that’s what I had seen and heard around me. I was attracted to guys as well, but never really a real guy, as in, celebrities, public figures – those were the men I liked or found attractive. But even then, I’d never had a crush on anybody, never truly liked anybody, celebrity or otherwise. But once I became an adolescent, I started consuming all sorts of straight romances – novels, movies, you name it – and that probably didn’t help with the heteronormative mindset that I had for myself, now that I look back on everything. I, even to this day get aroused my men of a particular stature, straight porn is my go-to, never cared for lesbian porn, or porn without a man in it basically, so I just deduced all this to mean that I was straight. I never was sexually attracted to women though, so I never even questioned myself because that’s what I thought everything boiled down to – sex, sexual attraction, etc. I do remember being obsessed with multiple women in my life, few of my teachers, some friends, actresses, singers, etc., but I just never looked at them from that angle, so I just thought it was admiration? I don’t know. I was in an all-girls school and because I also take time to get comfortable with people, I had barely any interaction with men. I had never had any guy friends either. So, I’d never liked, loved, dated, been in a relationship, with anybody. Even in my college, where I pursued my Bachelor’s, there were maybe 6-7 guys that I couldn’t care less for. So, I didn’t do anything during that time either.
Finally, when I was around 23, I moved to another city to pursue my postgraduation and there I made two friends (both girls) who I became very close to. But mostly it was just one of the two friends that I was very close to you. We were very emotionally attached each other, our relationship was very deep, very emotionally charged. I realized that I had never been this attached or invested in a friend before, which is saying a lot because I've had very deep friendships my whole life, so this friend, we can call her Hannah, who I'd known for barely 4-5 months and already opened up to more than I have opened up to my friend of 15 years, was surprising to me. So eventually, Hannah came out to me as a bisexual and I think that made me subconsciously realize that there could be something there because I had always thought she was straight, and that revelation changed things, which in hindsight shouldn't have, because if I was straight that wouldn't have made me lean more into our homoerotic friendship that it eventually did. I started feeling things sexually for her as well, and that was really confusing to me because I didn’t think I could be attracted to a woman in that way. But even then, I wasn’t attracted to other women sexually, just men. Eventually, I realized that I’m actually in love with her and told her about it too because we were not only really close friends but also roommates so I wanted to be honest with my intentions with her. I didn’t want to date her or do anything about my feelings really, because this was all new to me and I was pretty insecure about my lack of experience in dating, so her saying she doesn’t feel the same just bruised my ego a little bit but I anyway, wouldn’t have known what to do if she reciprocated. So, we still remained close, I was still in love with her, but even through my little hiccups of getting jealous and stuff, we managed to be close. So, through this, I realized that I wasn’t straight, and the obvious label that fit me seemed like “bisexual”. But because of the very special circumstances I had with Hannah, with so emotionally connected and then realizing I felt deeper things for her, and still not feeling attracted to women, made me realize that I could actually fall for anybody, regardless of gender, if I had an emotional basis with them, although this didn’t seem to fit my criteria with men. But slowly and gradually, I’ve found myself being more attracted to women the way I’ve been with men. Maybe when I allowed myself to love a woman, it opened up possibilities in my subconscious and maybe now, I’m letting myself be attracted to women. But here’s the problem, that my patience for men is running out, which is ironic because I’ve never dated anybody. I’ve never even given men chances. The attraction and feeling toward men that I have is purely carnal, whereas with women, it’s a certain level of reverence with which I feel for them, both in romantic and sexual way. And I’ve been trying to sort of online date people, but where I’m from, it’s hard to get women who are interested in other women, so I’m mostly getting men, and I’ve talked to a few men, but I’m just so wildly disinterested in them, it’s confusing and funny at the same time. And the friends I have here are all bisexuals so they just want me to explore my options and think that I should date men to see things through, but I just don’t feel like investing myself in them. So, the sexual attraction that I have for men is the only things that stops me from completely identifying as a lesbian, I guess. But I just don’t see myself having those soft, romantic feeling for men, and the way I do with women. This might be a problematic way to phrase it but – is this a phase? Like how when I thought I was straight and didn’t feel any attraction for women but when I let myself feel it for one woman, I started feeling it for other women too. Is this like a transition period to me just liking women? I’m just really confused.
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Finally, when I was around 23, I moved to another city to pursue my postgraduation and there I made two friends (both girls) who I became very close to. But mostly it was just one of the two friends that I was very close to you. We were very emotionally attached each other, our relationship was very deep, very emotionally charged. I realized that I had never been this attached or invested in a friend before, which is saying a lot because I've had very deep friendships my whole life, so this friend, we can call her Hannah, who I'd known for barely 4-5 months and already opened up to more than I have opened up to my friend of 15 years, was surprising to me. So eventually, Hannah came out to me as a bisexual and I think that made me subconsciously realize that there could be something there because I had always thought she was straight, and that revelation changed things, which in hindsight shouldn't have, because if I was straight that wouldn't have made me lean more into our homoerotic friendship that it eventually did. I started feeling things sexually for her as well, and that was really confusing to me because I didn’t think I could be attracted to a woman in that way. But even then, I wasn’t attracted to other women sexually, just men. Eventually, I realized that I’m actually in love with her and told her about it too because we were not only really close friends but also roommates so I wanted to be honest with my intentions with her. I didn’t want to date her or do anything about my feelings really, because this was all new to me and I was pretty insecure about my lack of experience in dating, so her saying she doesn’t feel the same just bruised my ego a little bit but I anyway, wouldn’t have known what to do if she reciprocated. So, we still remained close, I was still in love with her, but even through my little hiccups of getting jealous and stuff, we managed to be close. So, through this, I realized that I wasn’t straight, and the obvious label that fit me seemed like “bisexual”. But because of the very special circumstances I had with Hannah, with so emotionally connected and then realizing I felt deeper things for her, and still not feeling attracted to women, made me realize that I could actually fall for anybody, regardless of gender, if I had an emotional basis with them, although this didn’t seem to fit my criteria with men. But slowly and gradually, I’ve found myself being more attracted to women the way I’ve been with men. Maybe when I allowed myself to love a woman, it opened up possibilities in my subconscious and maybe now, I’m letting myself be attracted to women. But here’s the problem, that my patience for men is running out, which is ironic because I’ve never dated anybody. I’ve never even given men chances. The attraction and feeling toward men that I have is purely carnal, whereas with women, it’s a certain level of reverence with which I feel for them, both in romantic and sexual way. And I’ve been trying to sort of online date people, but where I’m from, it’s hard to get women who are interested in other women, so I’m mostly getting men, and I’ve talked to a few men, but I’m just so wildly disinterested in them, it’s confusing and funny at the same time. And the friends I have here are all bisexuals so they just want me to explore my options and think that I should date men to see things through, but I just don’t feel like investing myself in them. So, the sexual attraction that I have for men is the only things that stops me from completely identifying as a lesbian, I guess. But I just don’t see myself having those soft, romantic feeling for men, and the way I do with women. This might be a problematic way to phrase it but – is this a phase? Like how when I thought I was straight and didn’t feel any attraction for women but when I let myself feel it for one woman, I started feeling it for other women too. Is this like a transition period to me just liking women? I’m just really confused.
2024.05.23 07:30 Patient_Act_1547 How To Use PPC Services to Boost Sales
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2024.05.23 07:17 Restless_Dill16 A conflicted fan
Hello. I've been lurking in this sub for a few days now. I think this sub is pretty funny, and I enjoy reading your opinions. I've been a fan of Taylor's music for five years now. I enjoyed hearing her on the radio growing up, but I didn't start listening to her albums until Lover. Since then, I've enjoyed all of her albums. However, she's been frustrating me lately, and I felt this was a safe place to vent.
Let's go back to the Midnights era. I was excited to see where she went after Evermore, but I thought it would be a few years because of the rerecordings project. Imagine my surprise when she announced a new album at the VMAs that year. I remember watching several prediction videos and checking Instagram every few days for a Midnights Mayhem with Me reel. However, when she posted about that clock made up of the vinyl variants, I was a little put off. Why would you buy four versions of the same album to make a clock? Couldn't you just sell a regular clock with that photo in the background? Also, I'm upset we never got a complete physical version of Midnights. At the very least, I would've liked a CD version of the 3 AM edition. However, I let that slide because A.) it's not my business how other people spend their money, and B.) I mostly listen to music on YouTube (I only buy CDs if I really like an album).
Next, I haven't enjoyed the media coverage of her relationships over the last year. I heard about her relationships with Taylor Lautner and Harry Styles growing up, but I didn't hear about it all the time. She was with Joe Alwyn when I joined the fandom, so I didn't hear much media chatter about who she was dating. I was shock when I heard they broke up. It sounds stupid, but I was pretty sad when the news broke. I thought she had found her person. I was pretty confused when she started dating Matty Healy. I was aware they may have talked during the 1989 era, so I thought it was kinda cute that they were seeing each other nearly a decade later. However, I saw the Swifties flipping out. To this day, I'm not sure how much of that was blown out of proportion and how much was warranted. I think I started rooting for them out of spite, lol (the fans are annoying sometimes, I'm sorry). Then with Travis, I didn't enjoy the initial media onslaught ("seemingly ranch" is a trigger phrase now, lol). I'm not a football fan; one of my favorite artists being at the games isn't going to change that. I tried to figure out if I could block out key words on Reddit because I was tired of seeing this man's name. I try to ignore this relationship because I do not care about it at all. I'm okay with fans fawning over Tayvis. It's just not for me.
Lastly, I didn't like the TTPD rollout. I like the album; it think making connections to my own life instead of focusing on the lore allowed me to enjoy it as much as I do ("But Daddy I Love Him" and "Guilty as Sin?" really resonate with me as a deconstructing Christian, for example). However, I didn't like how she announced it at the Grammys. Could she not have waited until one of her Tokyo shows to announce it? I also wish she whittled the album down to the 16 best songs instead of releasing a 31-song double album. Personally, I would've been okay with the standard edition and a few deluxe tracks (all on one album, not scattered across four variants). Off the top of my head, we didn't need "So High School," "Thank You, Aimee," or the last five songs on the Anthology (I like "The Manuscript," but it is essentially "Dear Reader, Part 2"). I hope TS12 is more concise.
Sorry for the long post. I know there are other things she has done that people don't like, but I don't know enough about the Ticketmaster situation or the environmental impact of her private jet to be upset about that. I've had some gripes for a while and didn't know where to talk about them until now. I still like the music, but I don't worship the ground she walks on. I hope she continues to grow as an artist and as a person.
As my hyper-fixation on TTPD winds down, I have been making a list of other artists and albums I want to check out. I've been loving the new Billie album, and I'm excited for a new Twenty One Pilots album on Friday. My list also consists of Raye, Madison Beer, Hozier, Florence and the Machine, Boygenius, Brothers Osbourne, Chappell Roan, Lana del Rey, Paramore, Harry Styles, Carly Rae Jepsen, etc. Taylor's music is my default when I want to listen to music but don't know what I want to listen to. However, I want to expand my horizons and find more artists to enjoy.
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Let's go back to the Midnights era. I was excited to see where she went after Evermore, but I thought it would be a few years because of the rerecordings project. Imagine my surprise when she announced a new album at the VMAs that year. I remember watching several prediction videos and checking Instagram every few days for a Midnights Mayhem with Me reel. However, when she posted about that clock made up of the vinyl variants, I was a little put off. Why would you buy four versions of the same album to make a clock? Couldn't you just sell a regular clock with that photo in the background? Also, I'm upset we never got a complete physical version of Midnights. At the very least, I would've liked a CD version of the 3 AM edition. However, I let that slide because A.) it's not my business how other people spend their money, and B.) I mostly listen to music on YouTube (I only buy CDs if I really like an album).
Next, I haven't enjoyed the media coverage of her relationships over the last year. I heard about her relationships with Taylor Lautner and Harry Styles growing up, but I didn't hear about it all the time. She was with Joe Alwyn when I joined the fandom, so I didn't hear much media chatter about who she was dating. I was shock when I heard they broke up. It sounds stupid, but I was pretty sad when the news broke. I thought she had found her person. I was pretty confused when she started dating Matty Healy. I was aware they may have talked during the 1989 era, so I thought it was kinda cute that they were seeing each other nearly a decade later. However, I saw the Swifties flipping out. To this day, I'm not sure how much of that was blown out of proportion and how much was warranted. I think I started rooting for them out of spite, lol (the fans are annoying sometimes, I'm sorry). Then with Travis, I didn't enjoy the initial media onslaught ("seemingly ranch" is a trigger phrase now, lol). I'm not a football fan; one of my favorite artists being at the games isn't going to change that. I tried to figure out if I could block out key words on Reddit because I was tired of seeing this man's name. I try to ignore this relationship because I do not care about it at all. I'm okay with fans fawning over Tayvis. It's just not for me.
Lastly, I didn't like the TTPD rollout. I like the album; it think making connections to my own life instead of focusing on the lore allowed me to enjoy it as much as I do ("But Daddy I Love Him" and "Guilty as Sin?" really resonate with me as a deconstructing Christian, for example). However, I didn't like how she announced it at the Grammys. Could she not have waited until one of her Tokyo shows to announce it? I also wish she whittled the album down to the 16 best songs instead of releasing a 31-song double album. Personally, I would've been okay with the standard edition and a few deluxe tracks (all on one album, not scattered across four variants). Off the top of my head, we didn't need "So High School," "Thank You, Aimee," or the last five songs on the Anthology (I like "The Manuscript," but it is essentially "Dear Reader, Part 2"). I hope TS12 is more concise.
Sorry for the long post. I know there are other things she has done that people don't like, but I don't know enough about the Ticketmaster situation or the environmental impact of her private jet to be upset about that. I've had some gripes for a while and didn't know where to talk about them until now. I still like the music, but I don't worship the ground she walks on. I hope she continues to grow as an artist and as a person.
As my hyper-fixation on TTPD winds down, I have been making a list of other artists and albums I want to check out. I've been loving the new Billie album, and I'm excited for a new Twenty One Pilots album on Friday. My list also consists of Raye, Madison Beer, Hozier, Florence and the Machine, Boygenius, Brothers Osbourne, Chappell Roan, Lana del Rey, Paramore, Harry Styles, Carly Rae Jepsen, etc. Taylor's music is my default when I want to listen to music but don't know what I want to listen to. However, I want to expand my horizons and find more artists to enjoy.
2024.05.23 06:42 rdk67 Spring Day 64: Twister, Greenfield, Joplin
Remembering the movie Twister some 28 years after seeing it twice in the theater – not for the story but the vicarious experience of watching cinematic tornadoes rearrange the built environment.
These days, so many close-encounter videos of tornadoes-in-the-wild populate the internet that Twister-the-movie comes off as tame, timid even.
The tornadoes that ravaged Iowa yesterday – twenty were detected – favored windmills. All those windfarms that turn a tidy profit from spring storms like yesterday’s were suddenly running for their lives, as a tornado lifted a windmill off the ground, broke it in half across its knee, propeller blades shooting off in all directions.
I don’t really doubt the functionality of obsessive capital accumulation, but how do we rebuild windfarms and repopulate towns after destructive tornadoes pass through unless we let capital flow freely through the fields?
What if we do that before emergencies strike? Before the familiar hook appears on the Doppler weather radar?
In Greenfield, Iowa, yesterday, an EF3 tornado exploded all structures in its path from one end of that town of 2000 to the other – a town divided,
at least among those whose property survived, sides delimited by de-barked trees stripped of their branches. Even after the debris is cleared away, and a certain number of structures are rebuilt –
even if all the structures are rebuilt – the city will have a scar for the rest of its life, stories to tell to go along with it. That was yesterday,
and I picture first-responders passing the torch to second responders who start coordinating efforts to clean up and repair – how all that critical activity starts with a sensible and agreed-upon order that radiates
through governmental agencies, the banking sector, private contractors. The Greenfield people and those in surrounding counties will look out for each other more than usual for the rest of the year – this by virtue of having been visited by a spontaneous, uncompromising authority from above.
To Twister’s credit, the film attempts to address the tragic nature of life and death, how it torments, then challenges, which is when we become ever wiser or die fools.
We expect way too much from a spring popcorn flick if we expect Twister to provide a credible response to such a conceit, so instead it opts for reunification of the self – this, it proposes, is the likely outcome
of going all the way through an awareness of the hyperreal, depicted in the film by once-lovers turned upside down, side by side, staring at the untroubled blue sky.
This is what weather researchers believe exists inside a tornado, like the eye of a hurricane – hanging upside down in the eye of a cyclone,
not to be confused with cyclopes – or maybe do. Confuse the two! Lovers reunified in the upside down eye of a cyclopes, which inverted posture raises us above the sky, assigns us the existential task of comprehending the hyperreal by inverting parts of it, being thus inverted.
In the scene that immediately follows, the male lead and the female lead lay side by side, and he gropes her breasts. I don’t so much mean the one character gropes the other –
I mean, the one actor runs his hand across the breasts of his costar. They must have thought that was a funny take, those folks in the editing bay, when they cut the film,
but then they take it a step farther, announce their existential relief by pointing to a house left standing, a surviving family climbing out of a root cellar.
A different cut of the ending might have had the female lead go ungroped, and the two of them motion to the farmstead still there, say glumly: modernity – it remains with us –
get up, start assessing the damage. Whichever ending the film leaves us with, the message it delivers to itself arrives earlier, when the putative villains – rival storm chasers with a corporate sponsor –
are impaled by a transmission tower that shoots through the windshield of their SUV rolling down the road, which vehicle is then sucked up by the tornado, like the funnel has skewered them with a toothpick, then raises them to its lips before spitting them out in disgust, and they whistle to the ground, explode on impact, like something lifted from Star Wars.
Can that be accurate? What the fates think of corporate sponsorship? I take it to be a comment about rivalry generally, how films seem to require it, plus epic explosions, in order to be publically transmissible.
Poor Cary Elwes – gallant rogue to the princess bride turned sneering rival with a transmission tower thrust through his windshield. If the film is haunted by a tormented father –
I picture a studio executive who’s wondering where the money is going to come from for these splashy FX –
then it is debased a little later in the film by a big barrel of corporate sponsorship in the form of soft drink logos, which are thrust in front of us, fetishized, the whole cast giddy about handling the logos.
They didn’t really need the earlier dialogue about corporate sponsorship – they could have said of poor Cary Elwes – his parents are rich or he has family in the business or his wealth comes from drug dealing – whatever – but instead, the script forces us to self-hate by sneering at the thing the film is – nakedly corporately sponsored –
while also sneering at the audience for the deals the film had to strike to finance those magnificent digital tornadoes we all remember. You forced us to, the film contends, blaming us for watching it.
Follow the thread through yet another knot – collecting data is what drives the plot and which collected data signals triumph. Data to do what? Model tornadoes, which digital models fill the frames of Twister already.
It seeks what it already has – that’s the message. The plot flaunts its willingness to deceive as often as it desires to please. This gives us license to read more into the film than the film knows about itself,
such that the tormented father – poor Cary Elwes – seems to be adjacent to domestic violence, possibly sexual abuse, such that scenes of shrieking and running for one’s life are juxtaposed with scenes of mild domesticity and scripted chatter.
Then the tormented father plus family take a job as caretakers of a winter lodge, slowly go mad, before a tornado disintegrates them on a drive-in movie theater screen.
Then the tormented father, drunk again, chucks the bottle at the tornado, heads off to take a nap on the couch, and low and behold, the bottle never hits the ground.
Then the tormented father gropes his daughter’s breasts in celebration, feels blessed when the tornado leaves the household intact, the family unharmed.
Twister is filled with difficult narrative details like this, like the narrative is trying to stun us with its visuals while slipping strange messages into the back of our minds.
Biblical – I guess that’s what you’d call the aesthetic. Oh tormented father, why did you create such suffering in Greenfield?
A storm-chaser video shows the Greenfield tornado disintegrating a farmstead, tearing apart windmills. It is an extraordinary sight, the sort of image that suggests designs so much larger than we are.
A helical suction vortex, it’s called, and it has the shape of some special drill bit designed to cut through stone – that’s the thing that passed through the town of Greenfield. Locals say four people died.
A couple is interviewed. She describes running with her baby to a friend’s house that had a basement, covering up, praying for the first time in her life, but before she could utter the words dear lord, a staircase fell on top of her. She shielded her baby.
The husband is interviewed in the middle of a debris field that was his life’s possessions the day before. He says: This is everything I’ve ever had . . . years. But at the end of the day, as long as they’re okay, it’s garbage.
He is speaking from the perspective of the freed. Yes, he is devastated by what he lost, the fear of what more he could lose, but he is also freed. He can see that they were living in a debris field before the tornado arrived.
They will raise their daughter differently than if they hadn’t been hit by a tornado. They will teach her to resist the compulsive accumulation of capital, of possessions. She will become a nomad. She will walk around the country, discussing the nature of the good life, bringing about justice where she can.
The EF3 tornado that struck Greenfield would have been rotating at least 136mph, which is the threshold speed of an EF3. Tornadoes are rated by the damage they cause, which indicates wind speed.
Compare this to the EF5 that hit Joplin, Missouri, on this very day in 2011. Its rotational speed was estimated to be greater than 200mph, which is enough to devastate most everything in its path, except those structures designed to survive bomb blasts.
An EF5 tornado is an end-of-the-world sort of weather event – the built environment simply cannot account for the possibility of such stresses, and so urban landscapes and planned communities except their fate – if an EF5 appears, run for your lives.
The Joplin tornado appeared 17 minutes after a warning was issued, entered the city two minutes later, and grew to a mile in diameter.
The tornado was on the ground in Joplin for some portion of its total lifespan of 40 minutes, and in that time, damaged 8000 buildings, 4000 of which were destroyed, and killed 158 people, injuring more than a thousand others.
The Joplin tornado tossed heavy equipment hundreds of yards from job sites, lifted parking barricades out by the roots, scraped asphalt off the roads. Steel-framed buildings were twisted on their foundations, and brick and metal warehouses were wiped clean.
Those who survived describe it less like a tornado than a dark furious wall – that’s what they were seeking shelter from.
The most compelling portrait of this witness comes from Pizza Hut employee, Dan Fluhart, who recounts how his manager, Christopher Lucas, hustled the employees and the customers into the walk-in freezer for protection.
I’ve watched the interview again and again, first trying to imagine Dan’s state of mind mere days after his brush with death, then trying to imagine Christopher’s state of mind, with the tornado sirens going off, a bunch of people around him, inside a window-rich structure bolted to a slab.
Dan says that Christopher hustled everyone into the walk-in freezer, and they waiting there in the dark who knows how long before people began to be ripped out of it by the tornado.
Christopher wrapped a cord around the inside handle of the door, then wrapped the other end around his arm and leaned way back, using his weight to try keep the door shut between the inside and certain death.
Tornadoes sound like freight trains when they get close, so imagine the loudest freight train of them all, a mile wide, traveling at more than 200mph. That was what they were trying to keep out of that walk-in freezer.
Then the Joplin EF5 tornado took that door off its hinges, taking Pizza Hut Manager Christopher Lucas with it, still holding onto the cord.
Dan says he tried to hang on to Christopher, but he slipped away. The rest of the structure came apart around them, but Dan and others somehow survived.
We can prevaricate about whether Christopher’s sacrifice technically saved lives, though I’m willing to bestow hero status the moment he wrapped that cord around his arm. In the face of extraordinary danger, he died heroically.
When we try to redeem the suffering of the Joplin tornado, tornadoes of all kinds, I picture a park statue of Christopher in exactly that pose – the freezer door, the cord, his arm – his body dramatically posed to play tug-of-war with an EF5 tornado.
The Pizza Hut visor and uniform would be there, too – all part of the motif of the service class rushed to the front of the line when the time comes to square off against forces of nature, to hold their post against acts of god.
Would park goers want to be reminded of that sort of thing? Should heroic statues lift up the world that is or inspire worlds to come? These would be the sorts of questions the statue would inspire.
Sure, pigeons would perch on Christopher, just as they do the statues of warriors on horseback and noble leaders gazing into the future. But that Pizza Hut manager who offered himself to the tornado before the others – maybe he would have found that funny.
Afterward: This metaphysical weather report was not compensated by Pizza Hut Inc. The last time I ate Pizza Hut pizza, I was desperate, and I thought it tasted predigested. I can easily imagine Pizza Hut pizza being more like a thick liquid than a circular solid, like you could extrude another slice from the sorts of machines that serve fake ice cream, but it would be hot. Hot extruded pizza in a waffle cone – my impression of the brand.
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These days, so many close-encounter videos of tornadoes-in-the-wild populate the internet that Twister-the-movie comes off as tame, timid even.
The tornadoes that ravaged Iowa yesterday – twenty were detected – favored windmills. All those windfarms that turn a tidy profit from spring storms like yesterday’s were suddenly running for their lives, as a tornado lifted a windmill off the ground, broke it in half across its knee, propeller blades shooting off in all directions.
I don’t really doubt the functionality of obsessive capital accumulation, but how do we rebuild windfarms and repopulate towns after destructive tornadoes pass through unless we let capital flow freely through the fields?
What if we do that before emergencies strike? Before the familiar hook appears on the Doppler weather radar?
In Greenfield, Iowa, yesterday, an EF3 tornado exploded all structures in its path from one end of that town of 2000 to the other – a town divided,
at least among those whose property survived, sides delimited by de-barked trees stripped of their branches. Even after the debris is cleared away, and a certain number of structures are rebuilt –
even if all the structures are rebuilt – the city will have a scar for the rest of its life, stories to tell to go along with it. That was yesterday,
and I picture first-responders passing the torch to second responders who start coordinating efforts to clean up and repair – how all that critical activity starts with a sensible and agreed-upon order that radiates
through governmental agencies, the banking sector, private contractors. The Greenfield people and those in surrounding counties will look out for each other more than usual for the rest of the year – this by virtue of having been visited by a spontaneous, uncompromising authority from above.
To Twister’s credit, the film attempts to address the tragic nature of life and death, how it torments, then challenges, which is when we become ever wiser or die fools.
We expect way too much from a spring popcorn flick if we expect Twister to provide a credible response to such a conceit, so instead it opts for reunification of the self – this, it proposes, is the likely outcome
of going all the way through an awareness of the hyperreal, depicted in the film by once-lovers turned upside down, side by side, staring at the untroubled blue sky.
This is what weather researchers believe exists inside a tornado, like the eye of a hurricane – hanging upside down in the eye of a cyclone,
not to be confused with cyclopes – or maybe do. Confuse the two! Lovers reunified in the upside down eye of a cyclopes, which inverted posture raises us above the sky, assigns us the existential task of comprehending the hyperreal by inverting parts of it, being thus inverted.
In the scene that immediately follows, the male lead and the female lead lay side by side, and he gropes her breasts. I don’t so much mean the one character gropes the other –
I mean, the one actor runs his hand across the breasts of his costar. They must have thought that was a funny take, those folks in the editing bay, when they cut the film,
but then they take it a step farther, announce their existential relief by pointing to a house left standing, a surviving family climbing out of a root cellar.
A different cut of the ending might have had the female lead go ungroped, and the two of them motion to the farmstead still there, say glumly: modernity – it remains with us –
get up, start assessing the damage. Whichever ending the film leaves us with, the message it delivers to itself arrives earlier, when the putative villains – rival storm chasers with a corporate sponsor –
are impaled by a transmission tower that shoots through the windshield of their SUV rolling down the road, which vehicle is then sucked up by the tornado, like the funnel has skewered them with a toothpick, then raises them to its lips before spitting them out in disgust, and they whistle to the ground, explode on impact, like something lifted from Star Wars.
Can that be accurate? What the fates think of corporate sponsorship? I take it to be a comment about rivalry generally, how films seem to require it, plus epic explosions, in order to be publically transmissible.
Poor Cary Elwes – gallant rogue to the princess bride turned sneering rival with a transmission tower thrust through his windshield. If the film is haunted by a tormented father –
I picture a studio executive who’s wondering where the money is going to come from for these splashy FX –
then it is debased a little later in the film by a big barrel of corporate sponsorship in the form of soft drink logos, which are thrust in front of us, fetishized, the whole cast giddy about handling the logos.
They didn’t really need the earlier dialogue about corporate sponsorship – they could have said of poor Cary Elwes – his parents are rich or he has family in the business or his wealth comes from drug dealing – whatever – but instead, the script forces us to self-hate by sneering at the thing the film is – nakedly corporately sponsored –
while also sneering at the audience for the deals the film had to strike to finance those magnificent digital tornadoes we all remember. You forced us to, the film contends, blaming us for watching it.
Follow the thread through yet another knot – collecting data is what drives the plot and which collected data signals triumph. Data to do what? Model tornadoes, which digital models fill the frames of Twister already.
It seeks what it already has – that’s the message. The plot flaunts its willingness to deceive as often as it desires to please. This gives us license to read more into the film than the film knows about itself,
such that the tormented father – poor Cary Elwes – seems to be adjacent to domestic violence, possibly sexual abuse, such that scenes of shrieking and running for one’s life are juxtaposed with scenes of mild domesticity and scripted chatter.
Then the tormented father plus family take a job as caretakers of a winter lodge, slowly go mad, before a tornado disintegrates them on a drive-in movie theater screen.
Then the tormented father, drunk again, chucks the bottle at the tornado, heads off to take a nap on the couch, and low and behold, the bottle never hits the ground.
Then the tormented father gropes his daughter’s breasts in celebration, feels blessed when the tornado leaves the household intact, the family unharmed.
Twister is filled with difficult narrative details like this, like the narrative is trying to stun us with its visuals while slipping strange messages into the back of our minds.
Biblical – I guess that’s what you’d call the aesthetic. Oh tormented father, why did you create such suffering in Greenfield?
A storm-chaser video shows the Greenfield tornado disintegrating a farmstead, tearing apart windmills. It is an extraordinary sight, the sort of image that suggests designs so much larger than we are.
A helical suction vortex, it’s called, and it has the shape of some special drill bit designed to cut through stone – that’s the thing that passed through the town of Greenfield. Locals say four people died.
A couple is interviewed. She describes running with her baby to a friend’s house that had a basement, covering up, praying for the first time in her life, but before she could utter the words dear lord, a staircase fell on top of her. She shielded her baby.
The husband is interviewed in the middle of a debris field that was his life’s possessions the day before. He says: This is everything I’ve ever had . . . years. But at the end of the day, as long as they’re okay, it’s garbage.
He is speaking from the perspective of the freed. Yes, he is devastated by what he lost, the fear of what more he could lose, but he is also freed. He can see that they were living in a debris field before the tornado arrived.
They will raise their daughter differently than if they hadn’t been hit by a tornado. They will teach her to resist the compulsive accumulation of capital, of possessions. She will become a nomad. She will walk around the country, discussing the nature of the good life, bringing about justice where she can.
The EF3 tornado that struck Greenfield would have been rotating at least 136mph, which is the threshold speed of an EF3. Tornadoes are rated by the damage they cause, which indicates wind speed.
Compare this to the EF5 that hit Joplin, Missouri, on this very day in 2011. Its rotational speed was estimated to be greater than 200mph, which is enough to devastate most everything in its path, except those structures designed to survive bomb blasts.
An EF5 tornado is an end-of-the-world sort of weather event – the built environment simply cannot account for the possibility of such stresses, and so urban landscapes and planned communities except their fate – if an EF5 appears, run for your lives.
The Joplin tornado appeared 17 minutes after a warning was issued, entered the city two minutes later, and grew to a mile in diameter.
The tornado was on the ground in Joplin for some portion of its total lifespan of 40 minutes, and in that time, damaged 8000 buildings, 4000 of which were destroyed, and killed 158 people, injuring more than a thousand others.
The Joplin tornado tossed heavy equipment hundreds of yards from job sites, lifted parking barricades out by the roots, scraped asphalt off the roads. Steel-framed buildings were twisted on their foundations, and brick and metal warehouses were wiped clean.
Those who survived describe it less like a tornado than a dark furious wall – that’s what they were seeking shelter from.
The most compelling portrait of this witness comes from Pizza Hut employee, Dan Fluhart, who recounts how his manager, Christopher Lucas, hustled the employees and the customers into the walk-in freezer for protection.
I’ve watched the interview again and again, first trying to imagine Dan’s state of mind mere days after his brush with death, then trying to imagine Christopher’s state of mind, with the tornado sirens going off, a bunch of people around him, inside a window-rich structure bolted to a slab.
Dan says that Christopher hustled everyone into the walk-in freezer, and they waiting there in the dark who knows how long before people began to be ripped out of it by the tornado.
Christopher wrapped a cord around the inside handle of the door, then wrapped the other end around his arm and leaned way back, using his weight to try keep the door shut between the inside and certain death.
Tornadoes sound like freight trains when they get close, so imagine the loudest freight train of them all, a mile wide, traveling at more than 200mph. That was what they were trying to keep out of that walk-in freezer.
Then the Joplin EF5 tornado took that door off its hinges, taking Pizza Hut Manager Christopher Lucas with it, still holding onto the cord.
Dan says he tried to hang on to Christopher, but he slipped away. The rest of the structure came apart around them, but Dan and others somehow survived.
We can prevaricate about whether Christopher’s sacrifice technically saved lives, though I’m willing to bestow hero status the moment he wrapped that cord around his arm. In the face of extraordinary danger, he died heroically.
When we try to redeem the suffering of the Joplin tornado, tornadoes of all kinds, I picture a park statue of Christopher in exactly that pose – the freezer door, the cord, his arm – his body dramatically posed to play tug-of-war with an EF5 tornado.
The Pizza Hut visor and uniform would be there, too – all part of the motif of the service class rushed to the front of the line when the time comes to square off against forces of nature, to hold their post against acts of god.
Would park goers want to be reminded of that sort of thing? Should heroic statues lift up the world that is or inspire worlds to come? These would be the sorts of questions the statue would inspire.
Sure, pigeons would perch on Christopher, just as they do the statues of warriors on horseback and noble leaders gazing into the future. But that Pizza Hut manager who offered himself to the tornado before the others – maybe he would have found that funny.
Afterward: This metaphysical weather report was not compensated by Pizza Hut Inc. The last time I ate Pizza Hut pizza, I was desperate, and I thought it tasted predigested. I can easily imagine Pizza Hut pizza being more like a thick liquid than a circular solid, like you could extrude another slice from the sorts of machines that serve fake ice cream, but it would be hot. Hot extruded pizza in a waffle cone – my impression of the brand.
2024.05.23 04:34 ThrowRA32345252345 I, 32M need advice on how to ask my 29F ex to take me back, which option is better?
My ex and I have been broken up and no contact for about a year. We dated for two years, and our relationship was really great due to the fact our personalities were so good and we shared a lot of similar interests. We went on a ton of fun trips and concerts. However due to my own personal issues I pushed her away, acted selfishly and caused her to fall out of love with me. I had real commitment issues. We had dinner after our breakup and after begging for her back she said she needed space to move on and heal and she couldn't promise me a second chance.
This past year I have really done a lot of work on myself. I went through therapy and feel I have really changed and am the best version of myself. I lost 50lbs, found new hobbies and new friends. But I still have feelings for this girl that won't go away and the sting of regret that I ruined something that could have been really good. Last week I was scrolling through my old photos and found a funny one from one of our trips I hadn't deleted. I checked her facebook and she still seemed single and actually still had photos of us up together in her album. I sent her the picture via text and she laughed and we had some casual conversation.
She lives about an hour away and works in a public place. I was thinking about showing up there and basically pouring my heart out as I'll be driving out that way for a concert anyway. When she broke up with me she cited my lack of commitment and willingness to put in effort as her reason for falling out of love. Or should I take things slow and feel it out over text? I know she doesn't owe me a second chance but I still love this girl and don't want to blow it.
TLDR whats the best way to ask her to give me another chance.
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This past year I have really done a lot of work on myself. I went through therapy and feel I have really changed and am the best version of myself. I lost 50lbs, found new hobbies and new friends. But I still have feelings for this girl that won't go away and the sting of regret that I ruined something that could have been really good. Last week I was scrolling through my old photos and found a funny one from one of our trips I hadn't deleted. I checked her facebook and she still seemed single and actually still had photos of us up together in her album. I sent her the picture via text and she laughed and we had some casual conversation.
She lives about an hour away and works in a public place. I was thinking about showing up there and basically pouring my heart out as I'll be driving out that way for a concert anyway. When she broke up with me she cited my lack of commitment and willingness to put in effort as her reason for falling out of love. Or should I take things slow and feel it out over text? I know she doesn't owe me a second chance but I still love this girl and don't want to blow it.
TLDR whats the best way to ask her to give me another chance.
2024.05.23 04:28 DerpyNate Absolutely scuffed find, story below. [SONY WEGA KV-20FS120]
![Absolutely scuffed find, story below. [SONY WEGA KV-20FS120]](https://a.thumbs.redditmedia.com/a6kR5XaH1t2EwaHVd7vgiQFtan8m7HQQnWZOQ5twVZ4.jpg "Absolutely scuffed find, story below. [SONY WEGA KV-20FS120]") | (Just wanted to first say that I understand this is breaking rule #4, but I hope you can look past that due to the circumstances and story behind it.) submitted by DerpyNate to crtgaming [link] [comments] So, my partner and I set out today after work to do a Facebook marketplace transaction for a miter saw. It was $30. Mikita. Great deal, and it was only an hour away. I was very hype. After an hour of driving and a pit stop to get cashback at a gas station, we arrived in the tiny town of Mark, IL. We'd never heard of it, and certainly had never been there. It was a pretty cute town, all things considered. My fiance knows I'm interested in CRTs and retro gaming, and so far we have never paid more than $4 for a set. Really the only expense in our lives is that they can take up space (and that's not nothing, as I'm sure all of you understand all too well). I hear my fiance say "Oh, that's funny" as we pass a church. I asked what they were talking about... and... according to them, they saw a CRT on the side of the road. I was immediately intrigued, and petitioned them to slow down on the way back so I could take a look. We soon finished the transaction, the miter saw now securely in our trunk. When we pulled back around to the church... that's when I got a better look at it. I saw one thing: 'SONY'. Now, I know that not every single one of Sony's products has been a winner, but I am the proud owner of a 36 inch Trinitron (I think it's over 300 pounds, it nearly killed me getting it down the stairs), and I love that TV to bits. Excellent quality, my only want was for something smaller. I told myself I'd only pick up a new set if it was on the smaller side. This 20 inch set was in the ballpark of that, but I have found that so many of these smaller sets just have absolute crap inputs. You get composite if you're lucky. And I decided that unless it was something really special, I didn't want another coax-only TV in my house. I got out of the car and walked over to inspect it. Oh man it looked like hell. Visibly cracked plastic, some small chips in the glass, and it was sitting on a pile of literal garbage. Not like... e-waste garbage. Like household trash. It smelled like rot. This TV was for sure not worth lugging back to our place. But just to be safe, I checked the back. That's when I saw it. Component inputs. Okay... whatever. It... still... I just in that moment, I decided better to leave it as trash. I kept telling myself 'it doesn't work... it doesn't work... it PROBABLY doesn't work... right?' I got back in the car. My fiance asked me how it looked. I told him it looked rough. They told me we should probably leave it then. I agreed. After a few minutes driving away, I kept... talking to them about... what if it did work. It had component inputs... it might not have half bad picture. And then I just thought of how awful I already feel about CRTs going to landfill. That tube at LEAST could be a useful donor to somebody else. It would be such a waste. I unintentionally talked my fiance into it. They decided it was too low of a risk not to just grab. We pulled a u-turn, and nabbed that sucker off of its trash throne. It was at that moment my heart sunk. I felt a pit in my stomach as heavy as a bowling ball. The damn AC plug was gone. Like... shorn off. No, that's not the right word, it looked like brutally detached. Like an animal ripped at it. And the top of the plastic made it look like it had road rash. I had no idea how the tube was still intact. I was noticing cracks in the plastic everywhere. But I loaded it into the trunk all the same. For some reason, I took the plug being gone as a good sign. If that's what was WRONG with it... and somebody's tossing it out just because of that... then chances are, the tube works great! Replacing the AC cable would be SUCH an easy fix compared to other problems. Now full of false hope, and unfounded confidence, we headed home. We took bets on whether or not it would turn on. Then bets on whether or not the picture would be any good if it did. Once home, I was quite happy. I was excited to get to work on this new project. Refurbishing electronics brings me great joy, and I had never got too deep into working on CRTs in the past, so I was excited to learn (that being said, I already knew working on them can be potentially dangerous, so all of this was with an abundance of caution, especially with where I was touching). I immediately got to work. The screwdriver came out, and soon the back housing was off (I only had to undo half the screws because so many of the posts were broken. When I looked inside... my honest reaction was... optimistic. Yeah I could see some rust. But it wasn't corrosion on the motherboard... and all the caps seemed in remarkably good condition. It was incredibly filthy in there, but I had seen way worse. I got out the air gun, but thought twice before going in without a dust mask. I removed a leaf, some pine needles, and gave it all a good dust off. I decided I was going to go in later with a toothbrush, and maybe some kind of PCB-safe solvent, because it looked like a lot of this wasn't going to come off with just air. When I was nearly finished... I noticed something from the corner of my eye. Movement. I had known that there was a chance some insects could be in here, but so far the coast was clear... until now. I nearly jumped ten feet in the air when I scrutinized it more closely. It was a wasp. Jet black, and building a nest. Now, luckily, the nest only seemed to have a dozen or so cells, but that's a dozen or so cells worth of wasp nest more than I wanted to find inside this TV. I honestly was amazed that this thing didn't attack me earlier. I had the TV open for nearly 20 minutes, and was futzing with it, and blowing at it for some time. I am very thankful for that- and thankful that I decided to put it in the trunk and not the back seat... and thankful that I decided to blow it out before I brought it inside. Let this be a cautionary tale for all us. I had to act fast. The only thing worse than a wasp in a room with you is a wasp in a room with you, and you don't know where it is. Very luckily for me, my can of wasp spray was nearly exactly arms length away. I was worried, because as much as I wanted the wasp gone, I didn't want to get any of the spray on the electronic components. I would need to be careful. I lined up, steadied my hand, and took a breath. Bullseye. I dusted his ass. The damn thing was writhing and flapping its wings, too saturated to take flight. After a few seconds I gave it another spray for good measure. This time it rolled off the trash can and into my recycling bin. It sunk into it like the terminator, and I never saw the likes of him again. Hasta la vista, baby. With that excitement out of the way, I decided this was now of note enough that I wanted to document it. I took my pictures, and then stowed it in my garage to let it air out, and let anything else living in there to exit the premises. I'd like to thank you if you've stuck around this far, and I would love to offer some questions.
(Attached are pictures, including the wasp nest saturated in wasp spray. As for rule #4, as you can see, I cannot yet turn it on, but I would if I could.) https://preview.redd.it/enh89m11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2458d56435b50ae4f30200dafa68438e22391cd2 https://preview.redd.it/ccny5m11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f2700003c552bcedadd10940b5cfdb6cb7af503f https://preview.redd.it/kuqn9m11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=25802c744e343bc418fcb02ae7fae51d58fffa10 https://preview.redd.it/6le4on11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d41b9b33459739f33a17cc9e0d86aeef8ddd0f39 https://preview.redd.it/vu12fn11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5451624ebeec5ff10b0bb55a6baf901d115b90db https://preview.redd.it/6qbptq11b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f6618b633e72de4cbdf0840eba8cf7ca4a46d552 https://preview.redd.it/gudwfg21b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=22c5ef6d02152dd25a08e558cf7da8aacf181c9b https://preview.redd.it/0citu021b32d1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fb051646bf823db5d2c0308df6952146d1aa59f8 |
2024.05.23 02:53 living4you95_ Everyone (except my very logical husband) believe my glasses were all blue, now they’re black and blue
In 2018, I bought all blue framed glasses from Wal-Mart. I loved the color blue; I had blue vans, a blue purse, as much blue as I could get, including my blue glasses. Then a couple years ago, I had a baby and started to think my blue glasses were kinda childish, so naturally I stopped taking selfies in them, but I still wore them everyday/everywhere. Got it? Good. Okay.
Two days ago I was driving home, looked in my review mirror and was shocked. My glasses are now black on the front, but the sides still blue. Of course I was like “what the fuck? Did my husband prank me on April 1st but I just noticed?”
Texted my husband asking was color my glasses are “blue and black”, he also said he’s not pranking me.
Texts my mom; “blue, why?” I explained and she said “That’s funny! I thought they were all blue.. and I’ve always thought you bought kids ones lmao”
Texts MIL; “blue, why? New ones are black”
Text BFF since middle school; “It was 2017 or 2018 that you left your glasses at my apartment and I KNOW they were blue. We were with each other nearly every day for 2 years at one point. THEY WERE BLUE. “
My little sister also said my old ones were all blue but my new are black and blue.
But I never got new ones. It was always my all blue glasses. All of us (except my husband) have been looking through pictures to find my blue glasses but they’re all black and blue. I thought maybe they turned black over time but there is ABSOLUTELY NO PICTURES OF MY BLUE GLASSES!! The past pictures I see of myself on Instagram, Facebook and even in my phone are all black and blue but it looks strange to me. I’ve seen these pictures many many times before, I know they were all blue. Everyone agrees, even my SIL that I met only two years ago.
Can someone help me? I feel crazy, but I know I’m not crazy. I just need to hear other people talk about this and I want to know if anyone’s experienced similar things. I’m not sure what I even think happened. I posted this in paralleluniverse also because I want answers and to not feel crazy
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Two days ago I was driving home, looked in my review mirror and was shocked. My glasses are now black on the front, but the sides still blue. Of course I was like “what the fuck? Did my husband prank me on April 1st but I just noticed?”
Texted my husband asking was color my glasses are “blue and black”, he also said he’s not pranking me.
Texts my mom; “blue, why?” I explained and she said “That’s funny! I thought they were all blue.. and I’ve always thought you bought kids ones lmao”
Texts MIL; “blue, why? New ones are black”
Text BFF since middle school; “It was 2017 or 2018 that you left your glasses at my apartment and I KNOW they were blue. We were with each other nearly every day for 2 years at one point. THEY WERE BLUE. “
My little sister also said my old ones were all blue but my new are black and blue.
But I never got new ones. It was always my all blue glasses. All of us (except my husband) have been looking through pictures to find my blue glasses but they’re all black and blue. I thought maybe they turned black over time but there is ABSOLUTELY NO PICTURES OF MY BLUE GLASSES!! The past pictures I see of myself on Instagram, Facebook and even in my phone are all black and blue but it looks strange to me. I’ve seen these pictures many many times before, I know they were all blue. Everyone agrees, even my SIL that I met only two years ago.
Can someone help me? I feel crazy, but I know I’m not crazy. I just need to hear other people talk about this and I want to know if anyone’s experienced similar things. I’m not sure what I even think happened. I posted this in paralleluniverse also because I want answers and to not feel crazy
2024.05.23 02:47 living4you95_ Everyone (except my very logical husband) believe my glasses were all blue, now they’re black and blue
In 2018, I bought all blue framed glasses from Wal-Mart. I loved the color blue; I had blue vans, a blue purse, as much blue as I could get, including my blue glasses. Then a couple years ago, I had a baby and started to think my blue glasses were kinda childish, so naturally I stopped taking selfies in them, but I still wore them everyday/everywhere. Got it? Good. Okay.
Two days ago I was driving home, looked in my review mirror and was shocked. My glasses are now black on the front, but the sides still blue. Of course I was like “what the fuck? Did my husband prank me on April 1st but I just noticed?”
Texted my husband asking was color my glasses are “blue and black”, he also said he’s not pranking me.
Texts my mom; “blue, why?” I explained and she said “That’s funny! I thought they were all blue.. and I’ve always thought you bought kids ones lmao”
Texts MIL; “blue, why? New ones are black”
Text BFF since middle school; “It was 2017 or 2018 that you left your glasses at my apartment and I KNOW they were blue. We were with each other nearly every day for 2 years at one point. THEY WERE BLUE. “
My little sister also said my old ones were all blue but my new are black and blue.
But I never got new ones. It was always my all blue glasses. All of us (except my husband) have been looking through pictures to find my blue glasses but they’re all black and blue. I thought maybe they turned black over time but there is ABSOLUTELY NO PICTURES OF MY BLUE GLASSES!! The past pictures I see of myself on Instagram, Facebook and even in my phone are all black and blue but it looks strange to me. I’ve seen these pictures many many times before, I know they were all blue. Everyone agrees, even my SIL that I met only two years ago.
Can someone help me? I feel crazy, but I know I’m not crazy. I just need to hear other people talk about this and I want to know if anyone’s experienced similar things. I’m not sure what I even think happened, but I thought this sub might help.
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Two days ago I was driving home, looked in my review mirror and was shocked. My glasses are now black on the front, but the sides still blue. Of course I was like “what the fuck? Did my husband prank me on April 1st but I just noticed?”
Texted my husband asking was color my glasses are “blue and black”, he also said he’s not pranking me.
Texts my mom; “blue, why?” I explained and she said “That’s funny! I thought they were all blue.. and I’ve always thought you bought kids ones lmao”
Texts MIL; “blue, why? New ones are black”
Text BFF since middle school; “It was 2017 or 2018 that you left your glasses at my apartment and I KNOW they were blue. We were with each other nearly every day for 2 years at one point. THEY WERE BLUE. “
My little sister also said my old ones were all blue but my new are black and blue.
But I never got new ones. It was always my all blue glasses. All of us (except my husband) have been looking through pictures to find my blue glasses but they’re all black and blue. I thought maybe they turned black over time but there is ABSOLUTELY NO PICTURES OF MY BLUE GLASSES!! The past pictures I see of myself on Instagram, Facebook and even in my phone are all black and blue but it looks strange to me. I’ve seen these pictures many many times before, I know they were all blue. Everyone agrees, even my SIL that I met only two years ago.
Can someone help me? I feel crazy, but I know I’m not crazy. I just need to hear other people talk about this and I want to know if anyone’s experienced similar things. I’m not sure what I even think happened, but I thought this sub might help.
2024.05.23 01:28 Javayokai Simon head cannon
Not sure if this is the right place (or if it’s been said before) so sorry if so
So the inbetweeners is one of my fav shows ever, started watching it back when I was in secondary school (I’m 28 now) and have easily watched every episode and the movies a good 10 times minimum
So a few years ago I watched fresh meat for the first time (which has also become one of my faves, prob watched that at least 4 times start to end)
But yeah basically every single time I watch either of them I end up head cannoning that it’s Simon’s fresh meat character Kingsley’s sequel to Simon, they even have the same catch phrases and mannerisms
Does anyone else have the same narrative in their head when they watch it cos it’s honestly one of the reasons I find the show so hilarious and I’ve never had the chance to discuss it before which is why I’m brining it here!
Again sorry if it’s the wrong place but I really do find it so funny
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So the inbetweeners is one of my fav shows ever, started watching it back when I was in secondary school (I’m 28 now) and have easily watched every episode and the movies a good 10 times minimum
So a few years ago I watched fresh meat for the first time (which has also become one of my faves, prob watched that at least 4 times start to end)
But yeah basically every single time I watch either of them I end up head cannoning that it’s Simon’s fresh meat character Kingsley’s sequel to Simon, they even have the same catch phrases and mannerisms
Does anyone else have the same narrative in their head when they watch it cos it’s honestly one of the reasons I find the show so hilarious and I’ve never had the chance to discuss it before which is why I’m brining it here!
Again sorry if it’s the wrong place but I really do find it so funny
2024.05.23 01:10 Zeioth How do you predict the dead internet is going to evolve?
For a definition, read the wikipedia article: dead internet.
My current observations are:
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My current observations are:
- Twitter: Is gonna be the first social media network to fall into the dead internet. The short message format and an audience already acustomized to branded / with no real photo profiles, combined with the lack of any kind of moderation, make it the perfect target. It's safe to say as much as 60%+ of Twitter is currently AI bots.
- Reddit: The first objective will be unmoderated, or poorly moderated subs of cities, states, and related with politics. On a second phase, botters will create communities entirely composed by bots. People will join on their own because they will be undistinguishable from regular communities, except from the fact they are bigger. There are many protective elements on Reddit though, like the fact it is mostly a multimedia content platform.
- Facebook: Facebook could be a hard nut to crack for AI. At least entirely. While it's true a big part of FB content is low quality inspirational phrases and memes, the fact accounts are based on real identities makes relatively easy to identify fake accounts. On the other side, FB audence is older, lonlier, and easier to manipulate, so we are likely to experience a situation with a high amount of bots, but their reach is gonna be much lower than twitter bots for a while because of how the FB algorithm work.
- Instagram: Real user accounts are very easy to identify. But that's not the case for feed content, which is the majority of the content people consume. We will see a big increase of bot activity on IG during this year.
2024.05.23 00:55 mansplanar 50 Good Tinder Bios That Will Help You Get More Matches
 | https://preview.redd.it/s3bhgh1u422d1.png?width=1600&format=png&auto=webp&s=c67d7485800fc215be9ba7bcbe983e080740f81c submitted by mansplanar to MatchMeBro [link] [comments] Whether you tend to go through Tinder profiles as a mindless distraction while sitting at your office desk or you’re looking for a serious relationship, most dating app users can agree that swiping easily becomes a habit. In fact, 68% of Tinder users in the U.S. use the app multiple times a weekWhether you tend to go through Tinder profiles as a mindless distraction while sitting at your office desk or you’re looking for a serious relationship, most dating app users can agree that swiping easily becomes a habit. In fact, 68% of Tinder users in the U.S. use the app multiple times a week. If you find yourself falling within that majority, you may be wondering how to write a good Tinder bio. Once they’ve caught a glimpse of your cute selfies or adorable shots with your dog, your bio should seal the deal on getting a right swipe. “A good Tinder bio starts with standing out from the crowd by making your profile engaging,” certified relationship coach Amie Leadingham says. She also recommends using humor to make your bio more memorable and pique the curiosity of your potential matches. Leadingham also suggests avoiding the “negatives'' when crafting your Tinder bio; a popular phrase many people make the mistake of using is “no hookups.” While some may think this approach will discourage daters just looking for casual flings, starting with negativity right off the bat can be off-putting for the people you do want to attract. “[‘No hookups’] seems presumptuous and negative,” Leadingham says. “Focus on what you want instead.” In other words, rather than listing the things you don’t want from a partner, be clear about what you are looking for. For example, it’s a good idea to mention that you want a long-term partnership in your Tinder bio if that’s true for you. Leadingham also recommends viewing your bio as a “targeted marketing ad” and regularly updating it. As you try out different inclusions and formats, you’ll notice patterns in your matches. Consider the positive trends, and cater your bio to them. If you’re looking for some inspiration to start or refresh your own, here are examples of good Tinder bios. https://preview.redd.it/w3ke6roz422d1.png?width=2200&format=png&auto=webp&s=7ed0bf8b18866a0924cc682d8e49a3e7029ea0cc Funny Tinder Bios
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2024.05.23 00:07 Internal_Matter_795 I painted fauci in 2020 during covid to explain what was going on in my head.
 | Description: The painting “Trust The Science ?” is an anonymous interpretation of the events, powers, and figures that make up the current reality humanity is facing. The following is a detailed description of the painting and all its symbolism. This is a one of its kind piece of art giving the owner an opportunity to own a piece of history. Checkered Floor The Masonic Checkerboard is one of the most important symbols for it is used in ritualistic ceremonies. This is used because black and white is a symbol for duality, or the base of consciousness. Base consciousness is important, because it is where all other states of mind arise. Lament Configuration From the original story the Lament Configuration, symbolizes the gate to hell. To whomever opens it, is promised unearthly pleasures which may differ from person to person. In the original story Pinhead says “Angels to some. Demons to others.” Epstein Island Temple The famed blue and white striped temple located on Epstein Island has become all too popular with the emergence of the criminal cases of Jeffery Epstein and Ghislaine Maxwell. The temple is said to be modeled after Hammam Yalbugha which was a public bath house built in 1491 where people could get massages. Jeffery Epstein used massages to invite underage girls into his mansion. The Epstein / Maxwell tandem also used their influence to gain control of prominent, powerful people in science and politics. Trump Hotel Including the Trump Hotel in this painting was meant to symbolize the duality that is presented to society in politics. Red vs. Blue. Good vs. Evil. Divide and conquer. Donald Trump’s presidency from 2016-2020 was sold to the American people as the opportunity to drain the swamp of a corrupt leadership and political class and bring about prosperity for the USA. Instead the world is heading in the direction of a continued push for a world without borders, globalism and top down commufascism. Trump was likely working for the same shadow government he was pretending to eliminate which was a form of Kayfabe. Either that or the people he was up against were too powerful. Egyptian Pyramids The Egyptian pyramids are one of the greatest mysteries of mankind and symbolize hidden knowledge that is either intentionally kept classified from the public or still unknown. The structures do however certainly contain the principles of complex geometry which can be worked out when you analyze the dimensions. Whoever built them clearly wanted to be sure that humans discovered these concepts and when you understand that then they become extremely logical structures. In order for a species to be intelligent it is fundamental that the species is aware and able to demonstrate mathematical principles across a wide range of complicated concepts. Pizzagate Comet Pizza is a pizza place owned by James Alefantis, who is the former gay boyfriend of David Brock, the CEO of Correct The Record. It has been the venue for dozens of events for the Hillary campaign staff. John Podesta has had fundraisers there for both Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton. John's brother and business partner Tony Podesta has his birthday party there every year. Pizzagate was the claim that the DNC connected elites and trafficked children using code language in WikiLeaks emails. 2 CNN producers directly linked in the emails years ago have recently been charged demonstrating the conspiracy theories were never wrong. SARS-COV-2 The virus is symbolic of the lengths that the ruling elites will go to control and manipulate society while keeping power for themselves at the expense of the general population. The irony of Dr. Fauci announcing that there will be a ‘surprise’ outbreak in the area of infectious diseases for the upcoming administration when speaking prior to Trump’s presidency is a great place to start for any investigator of truth. The Covid-19 ‘pandemic’ has radically transformed society and continues to shape the future of the human experience and its evolution into a transhuman species with the rise of AI and robotics. Saturn Saturn = Chronus = Jehovah = Satan On the north side of Saturn is a storm in the shape of a hexagon. The star of Rempham is two interlocking triangles with a hexagon in the middle. One triangle points up. The other points down. These represent divine feminism and divine masculine as well as "as above, so below". The hexagon in 3 dimensional form makes a cube. The cube is the object of worship and also ties back into the aforementioned cube in the center of the painting. They make it a black cube. It's called a tetragrammaton. It's on a phallactory Jews wear on their head. It's in the United Nations meditation room. It's walked around Mecca. Before there was light, there was darkness. It’s possible that there’s some sort of esoteric knowledge relating to Saturn that’s passed down through secret societies, and that it could represent a brand of Satanism that is really just an understanding of the science behind religion, our higher self, inter-dimensional exploration and other knowledge that would give a group of people the upper hand on everyone else. That’s why the knowledge is safeguarded in secret societies and the like. Mask The classic light blue mask made famous by the ongoing Covid-19 ‘pandemic’. A symbol of obedience and a tool to continue the illusion of the narrative. Formally, the forced mask was used by slavers and slave masters across the continents to prevent enslaved people from eating readily available agricultural products (sugar cane, beans, fruits, or vegetables) while working on the plantations. However the primary function of forced masking was to implement strong senses of speechlessness and fear, inasmuch as the mouth was at the same time a place of muteness and a place of torture. Slave masters’ forced masking was effective at cutting communication between enslaved people. Masking proved to make slaves feel less like humans and more like cattle because covering faces will prevent sharing emotions and thus stagnate or prevent the development of relationships. It has been documented that many slaves in the ancient Arab world were forcibly masked for their entire lives (aside from meal times) starting during their early childhood. Apply that information to modern times as you see fit. PfizeAmerican Flags Big Pharma is the #1 Lobby in the USA and outspends Big Oil by more than 2:1. We do not live in a capitalist nation anymore, we live in a corporate-government cartel where the government uses a carrot & stick model to both subsidize companies and threaten them with fines/legal action, in return - those companies act as a quasi-government cartel that act in lockstep in order to take away your rights under the guise of private companies taking action, when in reality they are married to the government. The current ‘pandemic’ highlights this strategic criminal conspiracy and thus was symbolized by the American flag flying next to a flag with the logo of Pfizer; a company that was fined $2.3 billion for illegal marketing. The largest fine in corporate history right before the ‘pandemic’. TRUST THE SCIENCE “Trust the science” is just one of the examples of modern propaganda being used to carry out the ‘pandemic’ agenda. The ruling class uses short phrases like this to convey a very simple message that is easy for the unquestioning public to understand. It is code for “don’t question authority” and has nothing to do with actual science. It's entirely faith based as this "science" is the new religion. Which is ironic since the entire point of science is to debunk faith based stuff and give answers to reality. They've just replaced the pope/whatever with Fauci. To quote Dr. Robert Malone: “This is the most intrinsically anti-science global organization ever implemented in the history of modern man. The closest historical approximation to this monstrosity is the Catholic Church during the Spanish inquisition. When this history of this ‘pandemic’ is written, the combined effect of the Trusted News Initiative and autocratic national and international public health leaders will be documented as being responsible for massive excess human suffering and loss of life due to suppression of the discussion and dissent which is critical for the modern scientific process to accurately discern evolving truth and inform effective public policy decisions. This must stop, before yet more avoidable, unnecessary suffering and loss of life accrues.” QR Code Blood Under the guise of health the ruling class is using propaganda to gain the consent of the public for top down surveillance capitalism where human data is the new oil. The end goal is a cashless society so every purchase is tracked and recorded. All in the name of safety and security through the use of vaccines and digital vaccine passports utilizing QR code technology to further gain complete control of humanity. Full Spectrum Dominance as they say.They have used the current 'free' market of crypto to allow the young people to buy in, to get a little bit of money and once most have profited on this new paradigm of currency they will slowly roll it all into the Central Bank Digital Currency Systems. What was offered as the ticket to freedom and the end of central banks will quite literally be the exact opposite. Much like all the original claims made by crypto they are patently false. Then you will have new smart cities where everything you do will be traced, your ID passport will not only work as your bank account ledger but your ability to access stores and other amenities. Vaccines It is clear in the messaging that the vaccine was never to be denied. The sales pitch to vaccinate the entire global population so that society could get back to normal was nothing more than a bait and switch. Dangling freedom in front of people for compliance only to be met with the same conditions as prior. Humanity is now undergoing a large-scale experiment where MRNA technology is being tested giving the ruling class the opportunity to play god and open the doors for future DNA altering experiments. UFOs From Area 51 to project bluebeam aliens and UFOs have always been an object of fascination. Including them over the pyramids also represents a popular theory that aliens might have played a part in the building of the Egyptian pyramids. Project BlueBeam is the theory that a one world government will be assembled around a false flag alien invasion which will actually be carried out by the government, who have fleets of reverse engineered craft at their disposal. It's actually pretty plausible and it's been predictive programmed in quite a few blockbuster movies. This could be the next stage after the ‘pandemic’ agenda has run its course. Ace of Hearts The Ace of Hearts represents the House of true heart. It means the happiness and prosperity of people living in this house. This card often stands for a breakthrough in feelings, declaration of love or a wedding. For a married person, Ace of hearts is an omen of abundance in the house and happy family life. This artist chose to include this card to represent the destruction of what this card represents, the home, the family unit, love and prosperity for humanity as humans are being objectified for their data rather than growing as free-spirited people. Facebook/Twitter Facebook and Twitter were online platforms that were initially created as a place for discourse and to bring humanity together. As these platforms grew in size, they also grew in power and influence. They have the ability to propagate narratives that fit their objectives and goals. They can now remove people from their platforms that go against their narrative and promote those that share similar views. They have been captured. These corporations are no longer working as businesses looking to turn a profit. They are actively working with each other, and other nefarious actors to disrupt and destroy western civilization. This is WW3. It isn’t being fought between nations, but rather between we the people and these quasi-national entities. Nuclear weaponry was used to fuel fear in the past. Now information is being used in the same manner. Sickle Fuaci = Sickle. Fauci is an Italian surname and is derived from the Sicilian word for "sickle. What tools are used in a Harvest? A sickle.Who uses a sickle? A Reaper of harvest. Being aware allows us to realize there are zero coincidences here. What group does he harvest? Those that were blinded by their fears. Those that hide behind their masks and project their fear upon others rather than looking inside themselves. Some call them NPCs, drones or AI consciousness. Much like dark ego shadow selves. This is very much a spiritual realm and it’s purging itself of it’s shadows. Covid is much like a program. Shadows Evaporate! Dr. Fauci The artist of this painting recommends reading the book titled “The Real Anthony Fauci” for a complete overview. However, Fauci is the highlight of this painting as he is the literal face of the ‘pandemic’ serving up the agenda of those above him while pretending to follow science. Fauci re-legalized the gain of function research for viruses (which should be a crime against humanity, it opens the door for biological warfare) after funding the Wuhan laboratory. They even ran the evidence on the corporate news stations and as far as is known there was no major push for him to resign. The modern Dr. Mengele is still sitting pretty in his ivory tower, ferret-face and all, while humanity has to deal with the hell he helped create. Octopus Tentacle The tentacle coming out of Fauci’s ear is representative of the Octopus Syndicate. The tentacles that touch every industry in the world. Just from Klaus we have a fabricated global warming agenda led by Al Gore, a child trafficking operation protected by a honey pot scheme conducted by the Epstein/Maxwell daughters, and the agenda 201/2030 plans being pushed by his business with Bill Gates and IMF/Bilderberg leaders that they own. “With George Sorros playing the boogie man defense by funding all sides of race, gender and sexism - MeToo, Antifa, BLM, gay trans push -- all funded by one source. And the Waltons/Koch playing offense by enslaving hundreds of millions, destroying the job market, keeping everyone as wage slaves, fighting each other over scrapes -- keeping them uneducated and malnourished.. And the Sackler family getting everyone addicted and sick from drugs. Killing more people from their cartel of pills and SRRIs. Ladies and Gentlemen, The Octopus Syndicate. Everything wrong that's going on.” All Seeing Eye The Eye Providence or the “all seeing eye of providence” is a symbol that depicts an eye surrounded by a triangle representing the eye that looks over humanity. It's completely a Masonic symbol. Benjamin Franklin was a Mason and worked with the artist who designed the Great Seal. The "Eye of Providence" is an iteration of the "Blazing Star".The original concept was an eye within a 5 pointed star, but was adapted to the Radiant Triangle.The oldest version of the Radiant Eye dates back to the seal of Scottish Mason Sir Robert Moray.The Eye itself has its origins in Egyptian symbolism. Right eye was a symbol of Sun god Osiris, which is why the three in one capstone is radiant. Matrix " You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. Many of them are so hopelessly dependent on the system they will fight to protect it" -Morpheus The matrix background of the painting is in reference to the Matrix movies. There's stages to the awakening out of the matrix. Step one: learn everything is a lie, feel a compulsion to tell the world and the people closest to you. Realize they want to hear none of it. Watch most turn into agent smiths when confronted with such information. Step two: Think that you can change the system if you go to enough rallies or meet enough people, post enough information, and present the evidence. Step three: After going down enough rabbit holes you realize this is a metaphysical game. That the game masters know this and have grafted the system to make sure you stay in it. Step four: Study yourself, study the ancient texts, try to understand the matrix, focus on yourself, stop caring about literally anyone else on your path up the mountain and out of the Matrix. World Economic Forum The Great Reset is the World Economic Forum’s proposal for post-Covid economic recovery. The initiative calls for an equitable and sustainable rebuild. Capitalism as we know is hitting a wall. In 2019 prior to the Covid-19 ‘pandemic’ the repo-markets collapsed in the USA. All asset classes are in massive bubbles, interest rates are at 0, unemployment is very high everywhere. The ruling class is trying to save themselves. They want to remain at the top of this predatory capitalism system where the mass is exploited and those at the top live off interests on their investments, and covid and the great reset is the idea they came up with.https://preview.redd.it/ohwtifpxw12d1.jpg?width=410&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d61752874b5dbfe4f7610d7496a5be6b3fc2dc1f |
2024.05.23 00:03 thebean__- Reminiscing About Previous Landlord
 | I found this subreddit by accident and it made me think about all the times I only had Facebook to vent to about my previous landlord. submitted by thebean__- to Renters [link] [comments] I wish I had the strength and know-how to have sued them but here's a list of things that truly did not Lego my Eggo. Moved in to this place in October of 2018, after hurricane Florence displaced myself and my mother. We were desperate and this was the only place that we looked at, which I know we should have kept looking but then I wouldn't have this amazing story to tell y'all! Within a month of move-in, the electrical outlet behind the stove sparked and caught on fire, called LL over and he said "oh no big deal, it's fine". Didn't do anything to fix the issue. I let my mom deal with it because at the time it was her name as the sole person on the lease, I was a guest. That same month the fridge stopped working. It would freeze over everything, but the freezer wouldn't work. They tried to get us to pay $100 as a deposit for a new fridge even though it was the original fridge from the previous owners and hasn't been changed since 2005 and it was definitely not our fault. Charged us $150 carpet cleaning fee and still made us pay for a cleaning company to come clean the carpets every 6 months. Made us (two disabled humans, both with berginas) change the air filter once a month, which wouldn't have been an issue if it wasn't 10 feet from the ground. Literally. Charged us if it wasn't changed every time they inspected (made us write on the filter the change date, so we'd lie sometimes just to give us time to be able to safely change it since we didn't own a ladder and was never given one, we used a swivel chair that I had to duct tape so that it wouldn't swivel lol). When my mom moved out and I took over the lease, they wanted to do a walkthrough while she was in the middle of moving out and berated me for the "mess" which was all of her moving boxes. During the pandemic, rats got into the vents (I lived in a townhouse that was connected to about 20 other townhomes), would terrorize me and my cat. They didn't do anything about that. I got COVID and they'd try to come by to "check on the house". Realized the back patio was full of wood rot so I couldn't go out back at all and sit out there, they didnt do anything. Had to ask Catholic Charities for help paying rent, when they called the LL for the landlord w-9 they had no idea what that was and couldn't give it over until I found the correct paperwork for them. The HVAC unit stopped working in the winter, it was also from 2005, needed to be fully replaced. LL didn't want to replace it and I was too scared to use it because it was overheating and would make a screeching noise. I faught with them to fix it and was told to "calm down and take your meds". LL had his friend come out to fix it, dude left it so the fans wouldn't stop running at all (even when on the thermostat it was set to auto) so it made the house even colder and then a fire started in the attic, so the house was given a red tag and then that's when the LL actually did something. Told LL I was moving out in 2 months (gave 60 day notice), 1 month before move out, which didnt make sense to me. I assumed that was the move out inspection, as they had never said anything else and the lease didn't mention move out inspections. I moved out fully on the 5th, lease ended on the 8th. On the 6th they gave me a move out checklist, which is funny cuz it says to call them 2 days prior to move out lol. Told them I was already gone and got screamed at saying I better not have shut off the electric or else I would be responsible for any busted pipes as it was winter when I moved out. I responded with "calm down and take your meds" and never spoke to them again. There's much more to the story than I wrote. Many things happened that shouldn't have happened. I am autistic and disabled. I have a hard time advocating for myself at times but I so wish I could have just done something more to ruin their lives. I was homeless after I moved out of that house. That's how bad it was, I would have rather been homeless than continue to be abused by them. (Added is the move out checklist he graciously sent me 2 days beforehand. I thought that had to be given at least a month beforehand hahaha). |
2024.05.22 23:45 1_DOT_1 SAI support post
Alright after the "Kind of wishing that I never did Saturady" and today's MV I feel like we should show some support for SAI so I'll start
When SAI came out I was hyped! Shy Away the song with kinda 90s vibe and is a little bit more rocky? I think it's right word. I fell in love with Shy Away after the first listen. I had the chorus all the time in my head.
Then Choker came out a slower song on the album. The "Mmm" before the verses is kinda magic like it gives the "touch" to that song The chorus catchy one and MV was funny (but in a good way) and I liked it at the first watch and listen
Then few months after SAI came out with a great opening song witch was Good Day. That song was in a lighter vibe comparing to Ode to sleep or Jumpsuit but still it had serious meaning. Good Day is catchy and feels like a real opening like opening for series or musical I love that vibe. I love that small elements in that song like "Today's a good day la da da da dum" in the background
Mulberry Street? I had that song for months in my head I couldn't have one day with out the phrase "Mulberry Street so good to see you!"
Let's say one thing album was lighter but still had meaning I don't want to say the same thing over and over
Never take it - Tyler's attempt to play on guitar that had impact on me becouse of him I started to learn guitar. The very simple solo that was so powerfull its a fun song to listen
No chances- Banger a little darker one. That song gave me chills at first listen like during that song I've experienced the fear of being chased by the bishops
Bounce man - Love the chill vibe
Formidable - Such a cute song one of my favs on the album
Saturday - WE PAINT THE TOWN! The vibe is great like a high-school party in the 90s. The MV was important to lore and Joshua's scream in the MV was hilarious!
Redecorate - The best one on the album true poetry like the Car Radio of SAI
The Outside - Banger the instrumental that swims through your ears like in 8d songs is great!
And worth to mention that during that Era we had livestream experience and I've stayed up to 4am beocuse I'm from Europe so it was a challange but damn it was worth it
Heathens x Trees? Banger Redecorate x Lane boy Banger The Outside? Banger The whole album was a banger and the show was incredible
So I loved SAI era I love SAI it is not my fav album but it is great tho!
(Sorry for Grammar mistakes but it is late and I'm not native. I hope the text is understandable)
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When SAI came out I was hyped! Shy Away the song with kinda 90s vibe and is a little bit more rocky? I think it's right word. I fell in love with Shy Away after the first listen. I had the chorus all the time in my head.
Then Choker came out a slower song on the album. The "Mmm" before the verses is kinda magic like it gives the "touch" to that song The chorus catchy one and MV was funny (but in a good way) and I liked it at the first watch and listen
Then few months after SAI came out with a great opening song witch was Good Day. That song was in a lighter vibe comparing to Ode to sleep or Jumpsuit but still it had serious meaning. Good Day is catchy and feels like a real opening like opening for series or musical I love that vibe. I love that small elements in that song like "Today's a good day la da da da dum" in the background
Mulberry Street? I had that song for months in my head I couldn't have one day with out the phrase "Mulberry Street so good to see you!"
Let's say one thing album was lighter but still had meaning I don't want to say the same thing over and over
Never take it - Tyler's attempt to play on guitar that had impact on me becouse of him I started to learn guitar. The very simple solo that was so powerfull its a fun song to listen
No chances- Banger a little darker one. That song gave me chills at first listen like during that song I've experienced the fear of being chased by the bishops
Bounce man - Love the chill vibe
Formidable - Such a cute song one of my favs on the album
Saturday - WE PAINT THE TOWN! The vibe is great like a high-school party in the 90s. The MV was important to lore and Joshua's scream in the MV was hilarious!
Redecorate - The best one on the album true poetry like the Car Radio of SAI
The Outside - Banger the instrumental that swims through your ears like in 8d songs is great!
And worth to mention that during that Era we had livestream experience and I've stayed up to 4am beocuse I'm from Europe so it was a challange but damn it was worth it
Heathens x Trees? Banger Redecorate x Lane boy Banger The Outside? Banger The whole album was a banger and the show was incredible
So I loved SAI era I love SAI it is not my fav album but it is great tho!
(Sorry for Grammar mistakes but it is late and I'm not native. I hope the text is understandable)