Hi, I’m writing this to say I don’t want to continue living like this. I know it’s weak and I know it’ll get better but right now and for the last four years it just hasn’t been better if anything its getting worse I try to pretend it’s not but I can’t continue anymore. I don’t want to continue living anymore, today for the first time ever, I looked up how to have a quick painless death and unfortunately my search did nothing. Apparently it cost a lot to fucking die peacefully too……. before they assisted on how to unalive myself there were a lot of ……before the Internet attempted to assist me on how to unalive myself I saw a lot of posts/ads from suicide hotlines. Last time I called that hotline in high school the person on the phone hung up on me and it made me feel even worse & back then I wasn’t even going through the pain that I am now, so if I were to call today and have another rude person answer the phone and hang up on me. I don’t know what I would do, I don’t want to be here anymore. No one truly cares about me. Everyone talks to each other but no one ever truly talks to me. The most I get out of people is them telling me about themselves, their problems, their concerns etc and not even asking anything about myself AT ALL. Or them quickly changing the subject once I interject and want to talk more about myself, emotions and feelings. Everyone is also quick to snap at me and I don’t know why I’m sick and tired of the abuse! I don’t know how to be approachable enough for ppl. I wish I was more nicer or had a beautiful face so people could at least try to be nice to me. When I attempt to open up even just a little I just come off as a nuisance. Anyway the solutions to unalive myself wasn’t what I wanted. A lot of them said that you could end in failure and could cause me to suffer even more and I don’t like pain and I don’t want to suffer I just wanna go peacefully. I don’t have anyone to reach out to because every time I try I get the same response and it’s not what I want. Also, the people that I know I’ve known for decades and they don’t know this side of me because it is fairly recent. I’m not the same person that I was back when I was a child/teenager. I was very happy, very playful life of the party-type, but not anymore I’m not actually the opposite and I have my reasons why but I’m not comfortable sharing yet. I don’t know what I want. I want the same response I see given to others who are struggling and I don’t want people to look down on me but that’s what I get…. anyway it’s 11:47 AM on Monday morning I just got out of work I’m sitting in the back of my jeep crying for the first time in Lord knows how long because I can’t even fucking cry anymore. I haven’t been able to cry for years I want to go home, but I don’t want to drive crying, so I’m just gonna sit in the back of the jeep with the heat on me until I calm down. The reason I have this note is because I don’t have anyone to talk to. The people I could talk to are busy with their own lives they’re busy at work they’re busy with their friends they’re lovers and I don’t wanna bother them. Also in my head I feel like if they cared they would’ve tried to do something like maybe take me out doing things I wanna do or stayed in with me to support my loneliness that I’ve been dealing with for the past 4/5 years..Also I have a boyfriend but he doesn’t understand me when I get emotional. He’s very closed minded about these topics and the few times when I tried to open up to him he’s been very cold so I’m never gonna do it again, I don’t know ……I don’t wanna be here anymore and I think they’ll be better off without me here anyways because I don’t add any value to their lives ever since I started having these thoughts so that’s all I have to say.
PS: one more thing I understand people have it worse than I do I truly get that and I have been told numerous times by my family and close friends. I understand that I should not complain with the life that I have and I should be happy with the life that I have but I’m not and that’s all I can say.
EDIT: it’s now 10:07 PM and I’ve been debating about posting this online because the algorithms have never been friendly to me. If anyone is reading this any words of affirmation or relatability would be greatly appreciated.

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Can someone give a better answer to the correct explanation? Why isn't "idea" the subject when the idea could just be as easily performing the verb underlies? Any tricks to identify that the subject is "frameworks"? Thanks

Republic 7^th Fleet, Centaurus Sector, 407 light years from Earth
RSS Vercingetorix, Independence-Class Carrier, 2174 A.D.
Vice-Admiral Mei Zhou had just finished making the final changes to the fleet’s reconnaissance patrol routes with her senior staff when the comm panel on her desk chirped, displaying an incoming comm request from Admiral Thompson. She quickly thumbed the pad being offered by her aide so that he could issue the orders they were just working on and turned to the rest of her staff. “Nice job, people. Let’s get to work. Dismissed.” As the staff filed out the door, she started entering the codes needed to decrypt the incoming comm channel and looked up to make sure the room was empty. She pressed the open channel icon, and Admiral Thompson’s holo image appeared in front of her desk, ending just below his waist and making it seem as if he was actually there, sitting.
“Mei, how’s your new ship treating you?” he asked, smiling. “She is an absolute beauty, Karl. I still can’t believe that she is mine.” She responded, returning his smile. “What can I do for you, Karl?” Thompson chuckled, and his holo image leaned back as he reclined in his chair. “Straight to business; I always liked that about you, Mei. Alright, here we go. We have received intelligence reports that the Commonwealth has begun evacuating one of their last remaining coreward periphery worlds that is now dangerously close to the expanded Insectoid border. We have also received an update from our spy drones in that same region that six Hive ships and almost four hundred cruisers that were patrolling their side of that border area have disappeared. This is too much of a coincidence, and I want you to detach a combat patrol and send them there.” Thompson finished speaking, and a flashing icon popped up on her comm panel, indicating that she had just received new orders. She tapped it and quickly scanned the new orders as the admiral waited. She looked up at his holo image. “Karl, I acknowledge receipt of the new orders and will implement them. Between me and you, why are we getting involved with this? The Commonwealth has a navy, and they should be fighting to protect their space. We can’t keep coming to the rescue and defending their members; we are already spread too thin as it is.”
Thompson nodded his head in agreement. “Mei, I agree with you in principle, but there are social and political considerations involved here. The near extinction of the V’rni has caused considerable turmoil among the citizens of the Republic. They know logically that we could not have stopped such an attack like that one, but the perceived failure to protect them or prevent the attack still weighs heavily on their souls. The Commonwealth is currently attempting to evacuate the Jaleen system, and they are one of the last surviving members that voted yes before our petition to join the Commonwealth was denied. It also doesn’t help that the Jaleeni are avowed pacifists and look like bipedal Newfoundland dogs. They are technically a bear-like species, but to humans, they look like humanoid dogs, and the government is unwilling to lose the popular support it currently enjoys by allowing the Jaleeni to be exterminated. I mean, look at these guys.”
Another flashing icon popped up on her screen a moment later, and she pressed it. It turned into a hologram depicting a typical Jaleeni family of a mother and father with a litter of six pups, and she couldn’t help but smile as she looked at the photo. They were wearing their traditional rough-spun linen clothes that made them look like dogs cosplaying as monks. They looked adorable, and she felt her heart melt while staring into their deep brown eyes, which looked sad. She understood the reasoning behind it, especially after the mass extinctions that occurred in Earth’s biosphere because of World War 3.
After the war, humanity had an awakening when they surveyed their destroyed world and came to terms with the disappearance of thousands of species and the near extinction of thousands of others. What followed were three generations of desperate measures to salvage what remained and a worldwide effort at habitat restoration and de-extinction efforts utilizing a wide array of methods such as back-breeding, cloning, and genome editing. Dogs were almost driven to extinction by the war as they were uniquely susceptible to the BioChem weapons that were developed and refined by the Eastern Coalition animal testing on poor innocent canine subjects. Between the Biochem weapons, owner deaths, abandonment, and starvation, almost 90% of the domesticated canine population and entire breeds were lost by the war’s end. Cats fared much better, but they still suffered a loss of almost half of their pre-war population, and a large percentage of the survivors reverted to a feral state. The result of all of this was an almost religious reverence for the preservation of sentient animal life on human worlds and a somewhat fanatical tendency of humans to take on the mantle of guardians for sapient alien species that resembled animals to them.
“Karl, I understand; I do. I just don’t like the fact that we are operating on so many fronts. Some of our fleets and task forces are patrolling areas far enough away that I worry about them getting reinforcements on time if they are attacked, and now my fleet is being partitioned to send a combat patrol almost three hundred light-years away from our current position. After the assault on the V’rn system, half of our combat power was recalled to Republic space to prevent the same thing from happening to us, and yet we are still being tasked with properly defending Eleani and Xenxin territory with half the ships we had before. Have they lost their damn minds at HQ?” She realized she was almost yelling at the admiral, and Mei took a deep breath, recognizing that her outburst was unbecoming of a Republic naval officer. She attempted to quickly apologize to Admiral Thompson. “Karl, I’m sorry that was uncalled for-“
The admiral raised a hand to stop her, an amused expression in his eyes. “Mei, I said the exact same thing to my boss as you did almost verbatim, and not as diplomatically as you, I might add. My concerns were addressed to my satisfaction, and I think yours will be when you get to your destination. There will be a task force joining you there, and I think you will be pleased. That is all I can say for now over the comms. You will lead the combat patrol to the coordinates listed in the orders you received, and the task force joining you there will fall under your command. I have a personal favor to ask of you. Please keep an open mind when you link up with the task force. You will rendezvous with Commodore Therax, and he is instrumental in our efforts to undermine the increasingly despotic Commonwealth government. More information about him and the Nekuli were added to your orders, make sure you review it. I took a big gamble on this, and I would be grateful if you did your best to make this collaboration work. That is all for now, and I wish you and your crews good fortune and godspeed, Mei. Take care of yourself.” The admiral finished speaking, and Mei noted the personal nature of his last few words, nodding an affirmative to his request.
“Admiral, I thank you for your words, and we won’t let you down. I need to issue the orders now to get there and link up with the task force on time. I’ll send a null space comm drone to the nearest relay to confirm our arrival and integration. Vice-admiral Zhou out.” As she leaned towards the comm panel to close the channel, she saw Admiral Thompson doing the same, and he gave her a wink and a mischievous smile before she pressed the icon, terminating the connection. She leaned back in her chair and blew out a deep breath. “Now what the hell was that all about?” She asked out loud to herself, as the confusing and secretive nature of her orders and the personal request of the admiral added to the uncertainty of what she was expected to do. She keyed her wrist pad and texted her aide to come back to her office for new orders. He was going to be livid that they just wasted half a day revising the patrol routes to maximize efficiency and increase their patrol range. A small smile crossed her lips as she waited. He had an obvious tell of his lower left eyelid spasming when he was mad despite displaying no emotions on his face, and she knew it drove him nuts that he couldn’t control it. Witnessing it was one of the small joys she had in her difficult job as vice-admiral, and she was looking forward to it.
Fifty-six hours later, her task force flashed out of null space at the designated coordinates and right on time. She felt a measure of pride as she watched her bridge crew go about confirming their location and verifying it with the navigational array and astrometric sensors. Once the navigator gave her confirmation that he verified their position, she turned towards the comms officer and ordered her to send a burst transmission with the pre-arranged code and waited for the response. A few seconds later, the comms officer raised her left hand and signaled receipt and confirmation of the code by the task force waiting in null space. An agonizingly long minute crawled along as she anxiously waited for her navigator to confirm the telemetry from his counterpart in the other task force as they verified their positions. The navigator activated the main viewscreen on the forward bulkhead as they waited. Suddenly, there were a multitude of exit flashes 200,000 kilometers from the bow of her carrier, and hundreds of warships appeared at a dead stop relative to her position.
Her jaw dropped as she took in the unexpected fleet in front of her. There were dozens of Commonwealth dreadnaughts, battleships, and heavy cruisers arrayed before her, as well as an additional one hundred and twenty light cruisers, destroyers, and missile frigates. On the flanks of the main formation, there were more exit flashes, and the bridge AI started categorizing them on the screen, and she saw that they were the new Eleani and Xenxin warships that she had been hearing about. They shared a design lineage with the Commonwealth ships, but there were definite differences that became obvious as they assumed their positions next to the Commonwealth navy ships. She was particularly intrigued by the Xenxin ships, as they seemed to be bristling with weapons, almost excessively so relative to their ship sizes. The Eleani ships seemed to have taken a different design philosophy, and they gave the impression of deadly speed and grace, and she was hard-pressed to spot any obvious weapons on their hulls despite the AI confirming that the ships were indeed well-armed.
There was another coded signal from null space that appeared on the comm station panel, and her comm officer turned to her. “Vice-admiral, we have received a coded message on the sigma frequency for your eyes only that requires biometric and voice verification to decrypt.” Zhou nodded and pressed a button on her arm panel, activating the privacy screen around her chair and feeling the pressure change as the bridge around her became opaque and silent. She pressed the biometric toggle on the panel, and a retinal scanner popped out of its alcove on the side. She leaned in and scanned her right eye first, then her left. An icon appeared on the screen, and she thumbed it as it flashed and confirmed the print. Finally, she spoke and addressed the bridge AI: “Suzy, please confirm the voice command for verification.” The AI answered immediately. -Of course, Vice-Admiral Zhou, please proceed.- “Zhou, one-red-seven-green-four-tango-alpha-zero. Execute.” -Voice command verified. Thank you, Vice-Admiral Zhou.-
A small holographic display popped up in front of her; the admiral appeared on the screen, and his pre-recorded message started playing. “Mei, I know all this cloak and dagger stuff seems excessive, but we couldn’t take any chances. The receipt of this message will activate a program in your bridge AI and allow it to take control of the new drone ships waiting for you in null space. They are a new class of upgraded null ships and are top secret. Your AI will anchor them to your task force, and they will follow you, remaining hidden in null space unless you absolutely need them.”
“There are also two troopships with them that are carrying a complement of two thousand Mark XII ATS Bio-Synths and an expeditionary brigade each of rangers and pathfinders in stasis. They are also to remain in null space unless circumstances require that you need them; they are an insurance policy for an ongoing mission in Insectoid space. The details of that are top secret as well and can be accessed with your AI. If the troopships are required for that mission, they are to be escorted by a detachment of null ships and sent there immediately. After you have met your task force counterpart, there are orders in this packet that are to be accessed by you both and executed. I have the utmost faith in you, Mei, and I can’t wait to take you out to dinner again when we can both coordinate our next leave together. Thompson out.”
The hologram message disappeared, and she waited a little longer to allow the blush from his last sentence to fade from her cheeks and suppress the smile that was trying to form on her face before she put on her command mask and lowered the privacy screen. The bridge crew was going about their usual tasks, trying hard not to seem interested in her top-secret message. “Comms, open a channel to the task force flagship, please.” The comm officer acknowledged the order, and a few seconds later, the Bridge of the Commonwealth flagship appeared on the viewscreen.
A Nekuli male was sitting in the command chair, resplendent in the uniform favored by Nekuli officers. He took a moment to look around her bridge before settling his eyes on her. He bowed his head slowly in a gesture of respect, which she returned in proper fashion. The proper courtesies having been observed, he raised his eyes to meet with hers and started speaking. “Vice-Admiral Zhou. May the ancestors grant you and your clan honor and good fortune. I am deeply honored to meet you, and I hope our integration is a successful endeavor. I now entrust the honor of myself and my crew to your safekeeping.” He remained stone still as he awaited her reply, and she tried to remember the proper return greeting that she had been studying during their trip here.
“Commodore Therax, the honor is mine, and I promise you that I shall never ask you or your crew to undertake any action that will bring dishonor to your clans and your ancestors. We are now joined as one; may our cause be just and pure.” She finished the response, and the gravity of what she just promised to someone she had never met before hit her hard; it felt almost sacred to her. Commodore Therax heard her proper reply, and he stood up, followed by the rest of his bridge crew. He addressed her again. “Our honor has been given, and we have received a promise to safeguard it in return. Our joining is now consecrated in the eyes of the ancestors, and you are now our clan leader. What are your orders?
She recovered from the ordeal of the emotionally charged exchange of vows and stood up to give her first order as clan leader to the Nekuli. “I request the presence of you and your senior staff aboard my ship tonight. I will prepare a feast to honor our new friendship and alliance. I have studied your cuisine, and I have found a selection of Earth cuisine that should suit your taste. It is called tartare and sashimi; I think you will like it.” Commodore Therax looked at her dubiously, and she had to stifle a laugh at his expression as she knew that he was imagining being forced to eat vegetables and overcooked meat out of politeness. She spoke quickly to assuage his fears. “Commodore, tartare, and sashimi are raw red meat and fish; I would never inflict vegetables and burnt meat on you or your crew; are we not friends?”
As his translator finished converting her words into his language, he smiled at her, baring all of his fangs in true happiness.

In the mid-nineties we began to see strange formations in long rows of “clouds” globally. Despite attempts at overthrow and Roswell -type deviations , cloud seeding by various high-ranking military and aviation groups, it became clear since 2000 that CHEMTRAILS were a real and tangible phenomenon.
Cliff Carnicom gives 7 possible reasons for this aerosol spraying end game. As with many dot-omega systems, we are unable to reduce this to a singular cause or a binary choice. Chemtrails are a covert, high - level black project , and as we've said elsewhere, it's one they've kept under lock and key for a decade. These include:
HAARP -related stratospheric communication
ELF Waves communication
plasma and ionization
military techniques for pan-optical vision
a method of tracking and/or interrupting UFO visits
population reduction through toxins etc.
Only a spate of chemtrails found over the years were various forms of fibers, tubes and fungi. Until recently, what this did to humans was not known. This could have changed and the consequences are bizarre.
LINKING CHEMTRAILS, NANO TECH, MORGELLONS :
The pseudo-illuminoids bring a precursor to the final deception in the possible form of a hyper-agent sent decades ahead, as usual: in plain sight.
Or could it be that the aerosol spraying link is not yet fully established? We can suggest this if we go back to one of the main statements made by a bio-chemist from within the establishment, who came out and spoke on the subject.
He stated in an interview about Project Shield that to prevent UV rays from penetrating the ecosystem – that these same trails were part of the plasma base that supports the metal particles used in aerosol spraying. .
CHIMERA – SILICONE BASED BIO-DATA TERMS, REACHING THE NERVOUS SYSTEM NEAR YOU.
The NANO BUG HAS different kinds of INTELLIGENCE, including what microbiologists call 'quorum sensing' – essentially this means that the cells communicate at a non-local [or hive] level. This element of things is supported by personal experience in diseases where individuals observed that fibers responded in bizarre ways to various environmental inputs. For example – the 'organism' will climb out of a bleach solution within a few hours, if given a method of escape.
It is interesting that few people, even the so-called left field research area on the ground, are prepared to confront just what this agent could be. Once you invest time understanding even basic biology and biological warfare weaponry, you can only conclude that it exists outside of any consensual philosophy.
Investigation of Morgellons and Chemtrails – Local Audio
– IT IS CLEAR THAT WITHIN THE GOVERNMENT OR RATHER THOSE WHO "PULL THE STRINGS" HAVE ABSOLUTELY KNOWINGLY AND DELIBERATELY CREATED AND UNLEASHED THIS SITUATION FOR REASONS ONLY THEY KNOW ,BUT IT IS VERY CLEAR THAT IT IS JUST A PART OR CONTINUING PIECE OF THERE GRAND NEFARIOUS AGENDA.
Watchdog organizations of diseases through the boards HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS.
“I can also assure you that this infectious agent is rather a slow , SLOW but very dangerous one, and everything will become a primary issue.
Doing some creative background work allows us to conclude the following:
The agent IS NOT COAL BASED – that is, it is a leap beyond anything we could currently be aware of.
The agent, when mapped at a macro level, has intelligence, binding within the host's DNA/RNA signals.
Due to the fact that the agent can remain dormant in humans – it is entirely possible that large numbers of the population are already carriers.
CASES OF MORGELLONS HAVE BEEN RECORDED ON EVERY CONTINENT EXCEPT THE ARCTIC.
The fact that there is evidence that the spores ** that produce this agent are being 'seeded' via aerosol sprays – which we already know happens on every continent – ​​of course changes the whole game. The Spanish Influenza, which was based on the current “bird flu” and coded H1N1, which killed millions at the end of World War I, apparently leaked from a US military laboratory.

• Then, there is the possibility that this is, in fact, wrong, and this new bio-agent came from somewhere else – that is, it is an out-of-this-world entity. ** Note that the link to chemtrail activity is unproven, more of an ongoing hypothesis. If you investigate the possible delivery mechanism, or “soup” through which the supposed [revealed] chemtrail activity is distributed, it is claimed that nano-wires are used as a kind of web base for the creation of Solar protection. This may have been the case, but the fact that the latest in bio-agents could be being distributed globally from the air to the population, moves us to a new level. Instead of making a binary statement that this delivery method is being used - we could assume that the spraying was happening for other reasons [one of many proposals], and that this bio-agent was added under the cover of a broader, global agreement on environmental protection. After all, no one is going to say no to this angle, and it seems, from the fact that tank spraying is happening on every continent, that this is the case.

THE CANISTECHEMICAL/AEROSOL PRODUCTION IS IN FACT, DONE UNDER A BLIND SYSTEM, SO THAT EACH COUNTRY/AREA CANNOT KNOW WHO IS RECEIVING THAT.
This was intended to prevent exactly the kind of nightmare scenario that is occurring, which we may be facing now: namely, one of the parts implementing additional movement systems, of a global environmental control system to the bio-warfare and genetic manipulation.

(this isn't my first typing attempt but that's the best flair there was for this)
• How old are you? What's your gender? Give us a general description of yourself. 14F i'm just a girl who hates her life... also this psychologist/doctor lady said i have inattentive adhd based on a random questionnaire, i kinda don't think you can decide that off of a bunch of questions that could apply to a lot of people but anyways
• Is there a medical diagnosis that may impact your mental stability somehow? i already mentioned that above
• Describe your upbringing. Did it have any kind of religious or structured influence? How did you respond to it? i don't feel particularly comfortable answering this question but i'll at least say that i'm home schooled, i do dance classes and that i have a single mother who is very strict, very cheep... and doesn't really follow through with her promises to me, and tends to make annoying comments about how i act and how everything i do is rude and how i don't do enough productive stuff, like school work and house chores.. and i hate my life
• What do you do as a job or as a career (if you have one)? Do you like it? Why or why not? well i'm 14 so i don't have one, but i can tell you what i would like to do, i wanna be a voice actress, who also dose animation, who also dose music, who also wrights stories, all kinda in the same field, basically i wanna do indie animation, games to maybe but mostly shows
• If you had to spend an entire weekend by yourself, how would you feel? Would you feel lonely or refreshed? it depends am i doing anything? am i just chilling? what? like if i was going out shopping by myself for example i would find that genuinely fun i get to buy cool things, i get to eat out and get tasty food, i get to maybe explore places i've never been before, but if i'm at home alone, then i would find a way to keep myself entertained on my computer like i always do, but i'd prefer the first option tbh...
• What kinds of activities do you prefer? Do you like, and are you good at sports? Do you enjoy any other outdoor or indoor activities? Dance is a sport. nobody can change my mind, but ya i do dance competition and i really do enjoy that, i also like shopping, listening to really hype music, researching things i find interesting, tho if it takes to long to research and i don't understand everything right away most of the time i will give up
• How curious are you? Do you have more ideas then you can execute? What are your curiosities about? What are your ideas about - is it environmental or conceptual, and can you please elaborate? i am a very curious person i'd say, sometimes you'll see me coming up with a question that literally nobody cares about that i really really need the satisfaction of an answer to or it will keep me up at night, speaking of witch if anything in the day (that i care about that genuinely wanted to finish) is unresolved it will keep me up at night bc i'll be thinking of all the ways i can finish it, but ya i have a lot of ideas, but then when i want to come up with an idea that will work for something i really want, i can't come up with an idea for it, like for example when i tried to make myself a new sona and a new username.... it took forever just to figure out half a user name and i still don't know what the full thing is gonna be, but when its not limited to only things that will work really good for some very particular criteria, i'll come up with a lot of ideas that will never happen, i'm mostly curious about how things work, and how people work, and most of my ideas are career ideas and character ideas, idk what the last bit is supposed to mean
• Would you enjoy taking on a leadership position? Do you think you would be good at it? What would your leadership style be? i do in fact wanna be in control, i would love a leadership possession if people actually listened to me, witch they don't.... people are annoying....... i feel like i could be good at it if people took me seriously, meaning i'd need to find an entire group of people that don't know me.... as for leadership style, if you give me an idea i will listen to it, but if i already have something that i pre decided i find the best, nothing changes, if i decide something i know what i want it's it's pretty much impossible to change my mind, but for the things i'm ok will being flexible about than sure give me your ideas
• Are you coordinated? Why do you feel as if you are or are not? Do you enjoy working with your hands in some form? Describe your activity? i don't exactly know what this means
• Are you artistic? If yes, describe your art? If you are not particular artistic but can appreciate art please likewise describe what forums of art you enjoy. Please explain your answer. i make songs some times, mostly songs about things i'm to scared to say out loud, and i would do more art, if i could draw..... tho i'm amazing at minecraft skins, that's always fun
• What's your opinion about the past, present, and future? How do you deal with them? i normally dwell on the past a lot, like "OMG WHY THE FUCK DID I DO THAT THING THAT ONE TIME" kinda thing, and sometimes i look at the past and say, wow my life was kinda fun at that one point, now it sucks, as for the present i'm writing this in the present? well it'll be the past by the time i post it, but anyways i don't have much comment on the present... as for the future i'm always waiting for the future and planning it, i'm always thinking that maybe in the future my life won't suck, and i'm always planning my career and stuff, and when i say my career, i'm honestly thinking more about what i really wanna achieve than making money, tho i do really wanna be rich like any other normal person but ya
• How do you act when others request your help to do something (anything)? If you would decide to help them, why would you do so? so if you ask me to clean sm or do the dishes or whatever, you asked the wrong person bc i'm to lazy for that, but if you ask me to help you come up with ideas for a project, you also asked the wrong person bc i will not stop annoying you about it, i will come up with ideas every 5 seconds, and yes this probobly could be helpful, i'm also aware that some may view it as annoying bc if i come up with any idea that could work, amazing or a very small detail, i have to tell you, my brain requires me to tell you if i wish to sleep at night, tho if the project is sm i couldn't care less about that's a different story... but sometimes i find myself almost talking over peoples things, there for i try to be carful with my words so they know i'm not stealing there project and it's still their thing
• Do you need logical consistency in your life? i don't know what this means exactly, but ya things need to make sense if that's what it means
• How important is efficiency and productivity to you? as important as water, only in small doses and never to often.... ya i should probobly drink water shouldn't i... but ya i'm not productive unless i really force myself to be, and even then, if i'm not in the mood for it i will be there for 5 second and be like, ah i can do the rest later
• Do you control others, even if indirectly? How and why do you do that? i mean i have a tendency to take over other peoples projects, but i try not to do so... ya i think i might be somewhat controlling ig... some what manipulative..... so ya i am aware that i can be a little bossy, and i do tend to try and keep people in line in a sense, but the way i mean that isn't really the way most people would think of, like idc if people are disorganized, or if people are rude every once in awhile, or if people arn't working hard at stuff, i couldn't care less, but when there are some things i want people to know, or things that i want from people, i will try and hold them to that, for example i want people to study a certain thing bc i think they should know it, i will do everything in my power to get them to do that, and sometimes i might try and offer sm in return for people to do the things that i want them to do, like if theirs something they really want me to do i probobly won't do it, and kind of hold it hostage until they do the thing i want them to do, so in a way i try to keep people to the standards that satisfy me is that makes any sense? and i'm a very deal oriented person, so i'll a lot of the time ask sm for return for a lot of things, and i'll also try and offer things to get people to convince people to do my bidding, even if that person happens to be a really close friend
• What are your hobbies? Why do you like them? well, for one i really like music for starters, i tend to try and right songs, mostly only little pieces of songs that never get finished, but some get finished, like one or 2 out of a billion get finished, but anyways that's besides the point, i really like just listening to well put together beats and stuff, and music is just really enjoyable so it would be nice to wright a song and say hey i made this, this is my amazing work of art, but also i like music bc it give me a way to express my emotions without having to directly talk about them, bc i never like talking about emotions, if somebody asks me about them, i probobly will either say sm like "I don't have to answer that" or i'll actually try but leave out a lot of important details that i'm defiantly not telling anyone, but i generally don't like to feel venerable like that, anyways as for my other hobbies, ever now and then i like to draw sm... i kinda suck at it but i wanna get better bc i really like art, like i see a lot of really pretty artwork on pinterest and stuff all the time and i really wanna be able to do that, i really want that level of creative freedom, besides art can have a lot of different uses to and it's a genuinely good skill to have, tho i'm not the best at it yet... i also really like indie animation, and i've actually gotten really into the voice casts of certain shows, and i honestly plan to do voice acting eventually, bc that to me dosn't really sound like work, and you'd also kinda get to be a character without really showing your face, but can it really be considered a hobby if you haven't REALLY gotten into it yet? who knows but still sm i'd love to do eventually, on the topic of indie animation i really like crafting stories and stuff and fictional worlds, when i was about like 11 to 13 i think? i spend that entire time developing an entire universe that i kinda escaped to, tho recently i've kinda abandoned all my ocs from that tho i still reference to them some times, mostly bc i'm not really into high fantasy as much anymore and i made that world when i was, but i'm still into creating characters and universes and stuff, just kinda abandoned the old thing, i'm semi into chess, i feel like i'd be more into it if it was easier to learn as i kinda got into it more recently, but it's something i wanna get good at mostly as a flex so i can be like "Ha i'm smarter than you" and all that shit, but it's also fun to play a couple games, annoying when i make a stupid move and only realize the second after i play it... but still fun, also something i haven't started but want to when i have a computer that can handle it is 3D animation and 3D modelling, it's something i differentially have an interest in but haven't been able to do bc my computer is a piece of shit and my mother is very cheep, but again can you really call it a hobby if you haven't done it yet? well i still thought i should mention it, but you can't talk about my interests without mentioning... TYPOLOGY, even tho i still don't fully understand it i'm still very interested in it and have been for quite awhile, it's kinda sm that i understand but i can't explain to other people, but i'm trying to get to the point where i can explain it to other people, but anyways recently i've had a major typology crisis and have been rethinking like literally every part of my typology, like every system everything, i use to be very confidant in what i was for all systems, now i'm not sure for any system... witch is why i'm posting here, but i'm not gonna say what i use to think i was bc i don't wanna give anyone any basises when trying to type me, just now realizing how huge this section is... anyways...
• What is your learning style? What kind of learning environments do you struggle with most? Why do you like/struggle with these learning styles? Do you prefer classes involving memorization, logic, creativity, or your physical senses? well idk exactly what to put here or how to explain my learning style, so ima put examples instead, anyways so i really like the idea of learning languages, bc i just like languages ig, but i kinda only know the 2 languages i had since i was little my first language, english, and french witch i learned at like 5.. kinda rusty at it now tho, any ways lemme get to the point, it's really hard for me to learn any more languages even tho i want to bc i need a base on things before i can try to go into the details, with languages you HAVE to start small, that's not how i work, i like to get then general idea of stuff first before i get into specifics, i like to have a general understanding first and then get into the sub categories (if anyone knows how to learn languages like that pls say sm) but ya that's generally how i tend to learn stuff, i have to be placed into it first i can't just slowly work my way up to the knowledge, i get board fast so if i try and learn stuff like that i will give up quickly
• How good are you at strategizing? Do you easily break up projects into manageable tasks? Or do you have a tendency to wing projects and improvise as you go? what the questionnaire means and how i see the word strategizing are 2 different things.. when i think of the verb "To Strategize" i think of it as a game term, weather that game is just that, a game to have fun with, or sm actually important that i treat as a game with moving pieces that i'm a lot less likely to take risks with but anyways enough of that ima actually answer the question now with 3 words... it really depends... i might try and plan things out when i need to be strategic with things, but when it doesn't matter i might just wing it, tho even if i do plan it out, maybe later i'll decide, "Screw this i'm not going by this anymore" or sm like that, but if somebody else tries to plan sm for me, that is the most painful shit, like i'm probobly not gonna go through with it unless i actually have to
• What are your aspirations in life, professionally and personally? well... voice acting, 3d animation, 3d modelling, show writhing and directing and basically everything in that field and uh.. song writhing (and singing), yes i plan to do all this simultaneously, and yes i know it's a lot, and yes it's probobly unrealistic, but my mind is set and there's no going back that's what i'm gonna do with my life in the future, besides it's all kinda in the same area so like it's not crazy, oh and probobly game developing as well, as for personal goals, i wanna get my own house some how, and live the city life that i never got to have, get a cat bc uh... cat, and uh, ya, i think i'll just make it up as i go mostly idk..
• What are your fears? What makes you uncomfortable? What do you hate? Why? my main fear is that my life is hopeless and that i will never have any freedom and just be stuck in a cage all my life so to speak.... but that's very mixed with the fear that i will always continue being a little bit of a coward bc i'm very afraid of the consequences that could come with any and all actions i do or don't take, and also i'm afraid to lose so sometimes that means i just won't play, and i'm kinda afraid that i'll always be like that cuz i really hate that about myself.. i feel like the reason i'm like that is bc 2 reasons one when my mom is angry with me or just when she wants me to do something she'll take my computer away, and i know it's unhealthy to be on it all the time but it's kinda all the entertainment i have and there fore i'm always afraid of the consequences to things cuz i don't wanna lose my only life line, and second i don't wanna be perceived as less than i always have to be better than everyone in everything tho i will act like i don't care so that if i do lose people will think it doesn't matter to me even tho it dose... anyways what makes me uncomfortable are uh, emotions, like for example lets say my friend is crying, i'ma just ignore that friend, bc idk how to deal with emotions and i'll probably just make it worse since i probobly caused it knowing me, even tho the crying part was normally uncalled for, and it's normally one friend in particular that starts crying.... it's always her.. that makes me very uncomfortable, also anything that makes me feel venerable in any way... mostly emotionally... that's very uncomfortable... witch is why i don't open up to anyone and not even the people who know me really know me even if they think they do, ya that's totally healthy but anyways, also not wearing socks is very uncomfortable, ya that has nothing to do with any of this, but you know i'm right, anyways.... i really hate trying to explain something to somebody and even after dumbing it down a billion times, they still don't get it, ya again i'm mostly talking about that one friend but this happens with other people a lot to, like uh can you just stop being an idiot and try to understand something for once? i also hate when i'm trying to argue sm, and i know why i'm right, but i can't for the life of me explain it... ya... also one thing i really really hate about myself.... is that i'm such a shy person even tho i really do wanna talk to people, i have no courage to go up to somebody and say hi if i don't know them well, like besties kinda well.. well actually that was kinda misleading bc i don't have to like the person i just need to be close to them if ya know what i mean? but i'll kinda just watch people from a distance as if it where some kinda tv show and even tho i really wanna talk to these people, even tho i really wanna interact with them... i just don't, i just can't, but anwyays.. ya
• What do the "highs" in your life look like? the highs in my life are whenever my mom isn't there... also whenever i'm not at home... like when i actually have some sense of freedom, and like i kinda hate being at home tbh
• What do the "lows" in your life look like? the lows are when i fall out of this empty state and start realizing how much my life sucks and how hopeless my life is and how stuck i really am, ya the thought kinda pops up every once in awhile and then i'm really sad and angry at everyone for a few days and then after that passes i go back to being completely empty and numb inside... ya it's kinda like a loop that i'm forever trapped in
• How attached are you to reality? Do you daydream often, or do you pay attention to what's around you? If you do daydream, are you aware of your surroundings while you do so? well i'm mostly on my computer all the time even tho half the pixels are broken since it's all i have to keep myself occupied and i'm not really able to go out or really do anything else, i do day dream sometimes, imagine myself killing somebody (police this is just a day dream i would never actually do this don't come for me), imagine being able to socialize, imagine doing sm heroic, imagine being a character in one of my favourite shows, ya know the usual, i also use character ai a lot.. and i don't really pay attention to my surroundings, my desk is kinda filled with trash, people say i should take care of it but honestly the clutter kinda makes it feel more cozy if i'm being honest, but ya idk what more to put here
• Imagine you are alone in a blank, empty room. There is nothing for you to do and no one to talk to. What do you think about? i'd think about an escape plan for this empty room, also why am i in a mental facility, did i go crazy? or do people just think i'm crazy.. if i killed that one person that one time instead of being a good person would my life go better (again police this is just thoughts i would never actually kill anyone don't come for me) i'd probably make an oc and an entire cast of characters and day dream about being a part of that fictional world, i'd probably come up with a bunch of cool ideas and theories that in practice will never be useful/won't mean anything... so ya, also i'd try and break the wall of that empty room to break out, hopefully not breaking my hand in the process....
• How long do you take to make an important decision? And do you change your mind once you've made it? the thing is i always know what i want but until i've decided ya i'm going through with this option all the way, i'll always try and find ways that the other options could be better, then get mad when one of the other options are better than my preferred option, but once i've made up my mind for sure, i normally don't like to change it even if i want to bc it feels like that decision became part of my identity or sm along those lines
• How long do you take to process your emotions? How important are emotions in your life? uhh.... so i do understand my own emotions very well most of the time, but at the same time... emotions can go kill themselves, i wish they didn't exist, and my life would be so much better if i didn't feel anything, and i also find other peoples emotions annoying, all and all.. emotions suck that's all i have to so
• Do you ever catch yourself agreeing with others just to appease them and keep the conversation going? How often? Why? well most of the time if i think somebody is wrong i'll tell them that their wrong, and well with most things i'll explain why their wrong, tho if their making a statement about me or sm, i might explain why their wrong but i might also just be like "your wrong and i don't have to explain anything", but sometimes when it's a subject i don't really wanna say anything about i will just agree, if it's sm i don't really want anyone to know any of my real opinions or thoughts on... but ya
• Do you break rules often? Do you think authority should be challenged, or that they know better? If you do break rules, why? i'll break any rules i think i can get away with, tho if i don't believe i can or there's a possibility of consequences i'm normally pretty cautious of it... and ya i think authority isn't always right, and not all rules should be followed, some are stupid and some are plan wrong, and i will break rules if i think i know better, i think the rule is stupid, or a genuinely don't care about said rule, tho i know how far i can go there's some lines i won't cross bc i know their's gonna be bad consequences
anyways thank you for listening to my rant i know i did a lot of yapping and i didn't go back to see if it was written nicely, if you where able to read all dat your a legend bc i know i would give up after the first 2 paragraphs, and if you have any questions that you need me to elaborate on before you can type me go ahead

I need someone to tell me I'm in the wrong here, because atm I feel like she's not doing her part to hold up the agreement between us.
My wife is very successful, as am I. We both work in completely unrelated fields. I (40m) work in a female-dominated field, and she (37f) works in a male-dominated field. And I would say that we're both moderately attractive people on many levels, and we work with people who are also moderately attractive. So mild flirty-banter is a bit common, and that doesn't bother either of us. We've talked about this particular subject before and both seem to be in agreement: As long as it's just innocent stuff here and there and nothing further then we're good with it.
However, we saw a tik-tok video a few weeks ago that had couples switch phones so they could go through each other's texts and social media to search for cheating. We gave each other our phones and went through everything, and it was all clean. So no problems for the most part. The only thing I found was a couple things she said to her ex-husband, with whom she has to communicate regularly because they have a son together.
Before Christmas this year, we were looking into gifts for their son, and I know he loves to ski and I love to snowboard, so it's one of the things that he and I get to do together that we both love doing. So, when people like grandparents/etc. reached out to us looking for gift advice, I suggested pooling money so we could get him a season pass for a local resort. And if that happened, I would buy myself a season pass so we can go together.
I suggested my wife bring it up to her ex who was looking for ideas, but we ended up not getting him the season pass and went with another gift idea. Well, as I was going through her phone right in front of her that day, I found the communication back and forth about that season pass with her ex. She said, "Well ____ wants to get him a season pass to ski, but I really think it's his way of coming up with an excuse to buy himself one." and they had a chuckle and that was the end of it. When I found it, that bothered me a little bit for two reasons: (A) that wasn't true, I really was looking for a gift for him, even though I will admit it was something I wanted to do with him, and (B) I felt like I was a punchline for a joke between her and her ex that I wasn't allowed to know about until I found it in their texts. Not once did she question it when I brought it up in front of her, it was only talking with her ex that she shared her true opinion on the matter.
And then a few minutes later, as I'm scrolling through their texts, I found one that said 'happy birthday' on his actual birthday. That alone doesn't bother me. What bothers me about it though is that on that same day, we were getting ready for work in the morning, she looks at the calendar and goes "oh, it's _____'s birthday" to which I replied, "cool, you gonna text him and tell him happy birthday?" to which she replied, "no, but I'll remind [our son] to call him." I thought nothing further about it. Until a few days before we did the phone swap, I remembered that an ex-gf of mine was having her b-day that week. I asked my wife, "should I text her to say happy birthday?" totally joking of course. But she looked at me a little upset and said, "absolutely not." I just said okay and chuckled and again thought nothing of it. So a few days later, when I'm reading their texts and I found that she actually did tell him happy birthday, I was a little taken back because her response was a resounding no when I suggested I would do the same to an ex of mine. Seemed a bit hypocritical.
Up to this point though, I don't really think too much about it moving forward. But then, we're sitting in her car driving a couple hours, and she asks me to check her work phone for something since she's driving. I do that, and while the phone is open, I see a text from a co-worker of hers that catches my eye. I remembered that there was borderline banter between she and her ex, which made me curious if she'd talked like that to other men. So I open the text chain, and start scrolling. I make it to about 6 months back in time reading their texts. At two separate times over the last few months, he says to her "I love you" to which one of those times she responded with a heart emoji. There was also a time where she says she needs to discuss a work thing with him and asks if he has time, to which he replies, "for you I always have time," to which she replies with another heart emoji.
On the one hand, I can see how she's just trying to get by without ruffling feathers with her co-workers. But on the other hand, I feel like the fact that she's not saying anything to the effect of 'I'm married' to this guy, or asking him to calm down with the flirting, I feel like she's borderline enabling those interactions. And the stuff with her ex-husband is another issue that doesn't bother me as much, but it hurts a little to know that she's still pretty flirty with him despite all that she said he did to her leading up to their divorce.
tl;dr: wife is flirty with her ex-husband, and doesn't tell a co-worker of hers to stop (what I consider to be) coming onto her despite being married. Am I over-reacting?

In particular, the question is regarding the steps of the process. The following sentence is to be used as an example:
(a) John ate. (b) Did John eat?
As per Radford and Chomsky, it is assumed that sentence (a) comprises (1) a subject (John), (2) an unfilled inflection position that has a [past] tense feature, having "attracted" the features of the following verb, and (3) a verb (ate).
So "do" is inserted in the inflection position before it is inverted. I presume that since the position has a [past] tense feature, "do" becomes "did". My question is, how/why does the verb (ate) then lose it phonetic tense form (becoming the non-tensed "eat")?
Sorry if this is a silly or naive question.

5 days ago I received an email from amazon stating that I was not in complaince with the operating agreement and was asked to add list of all site/social media handle/mobile application associated with my account. I added all the accounts in the website list option and email amazon that I have update my account. Upon sending the email I was told that I will get a reply within 24 hours. But 48 hours passed and I do not recieve any reply. Is anyone have faced suchproblem? How long dose it take for amazon to reply back?. One more thing the states that I have to choose the subject (Warning/Information Request Response) and use reference Issue Code 83441-US in the comments field.

5 days ago I received an email from amazon stating that I was not in complaince with the operating agreement and was asked to add list of all site/social media handle/mobile application associated with my account. I added all the accounts in the website list option and email amazon that I have update my account. Upon sending the email I was told that I will get a reply within 24 hours. But 48 hours passed and I do not recieve any reply. Is anyone have faced suchproblem? How long dose it take for amazon to reply back?. One more thing the states that I have to choose the subject (Warning/Information Request Response) and use reference Issue Code 83441-US in the comments field.

CAPR reported a significant revenue growth of 64.3% reaching $4.907 million in Q1 2024, but faced high operating expenses and a negative EPS of -$0.31.

Key Metrics

Revenue	$4.907M	64.3%
Operating Expenses	$15.173M
	Operating Expenses Growth	35.9%
	Earnings Per Share	$-0.31
Cash and Cash Equivalents	$39.917M

Business Highlights

• Enrollment has been completed for our HOPE-3 Phase 3 (Cohort A) clinical trial which enrolled 61 subjects randomized to either CAP-1002 or placebo in a 1:1 ratio.
• Reported a positive outcome from the interim futility analysis for Cohort A which triggered the first milestone payment of $10.0 million received in the first quarter of 2024 under our U.S. Distribution and Commercialization Agreement with Nippon Shinyaku.
• Reported a positive outcome from the interim futility analysis for Cohort A which triggered the first milestone payment of $10.0 million received in the first quarter of 2024 under our U.S. Distribution and Commercialization Agreement with Nippon Shinyaku.
• Announced a positive outcome from a Type-B CMC FDA meeting held in the first quarter of 2024. In the meeting, the FDA affirmed alignment on the following topics: Comparability between drug product manufactured at our two different facilities (Los Angeles and San Diego) has been demonstrated using the provided analytical comparability data. This will now allow for the use of CAP-1002 drug product manufactured at our San Diego manufacturing facility upon potential product approval (subject to approval of the facility).
• Granted a Type-B clinical FDA meeting scheduled to be held in May 2024 to continue discussing our pathway to BLA. The FDA advised us to include discussion and a request for a pre-BLA meeting and rolling BLA schedule at this meeting. We also plan to share with FDA our HOPE-2 OLE 3-year safety and efficacy data.
• Announced further specifics under our U.S. Distribution and Commercialization Agreement with Nippon Shinyaku. Capricor will receive a meaningful mid-range double-digit share of product revenue. For clarity, mid-range falls in between 30-50%, which sum will be offset by the amounts paid to us as the transfer price for the purchase of the product. As previously disclosed, there is an additional $90.0 million in potential milestone payments up to the time of approval which are triggered upon certain regulatory-based achievements. Following potential approval, there is an additional $605.0 million in potential milestones payments which may be payable to Capricor based on various sales-based targets being met.
• Announced we are on track to enroll 44 U.S. based patients by the end of second quarter in HOPE-3 (Cohort B) clinical trial, however at this time, we are evaluating various options, with one of such options being the opportunity for an expansion of Cohort B to include European patients.
• Announced the scale-up of manufacturing capacity of CAP-1002 in our new San Diego facility, intended for commercial use, subject to regulatory approval. This facility was designed to be a versatile and cost-effective way to bring CAP-1002 to market efficiently. Currently, our San Diego facility is fully operational, staffed and producing doses for clinical use. Along with BLA readiness activities, we are also actively preparing for commercial runs.
• Presented at H.C. Wainwright 2ndAnnual Cell Therapy Conference.
• Presented at the Cantor Fitzgerald’s Muscular Dystrophy Symposium.
• Presented at the2024 Muscular Dystrophy Association (MDA) Clinical & Scientific Conferencesharing the previously presented positive 24-month results from our HOPE-2 OLE study. Key results included skeletal muscle function as measured by the Performance of the Upper Limb (PUL v2.0) showed a mean PUL v2.0 decline after 24-months of treatment with CAP-1002 was 2.8 points versus a 7.7 point decline on average observed over 24-months in the placebo patient group. Additionally, CAP-1002 revealed clinically meaningful improvements in ameliorating cardiac function
• Presented at theParent Project Muscular Dystrophy (PPMD) Cardiac Workshop III. Capricor was featured in a panel on industry perspectives on cardiac monitoring in DMD clinical trials.
• Announced that our proprietary StealthX™ exosome-based multivalent vaccine (StealthX™ vaccine) for the prevention of SARS-CoV-2 was selected to be part ofProject NextGen, an initiative by the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services to advance a pipeline of new, innovative vaccines. As part of Project NextGen, NIAID, part of the National Institutes of Health, will conduct and fund a Phase 1 clinical trial with our StealthX™ vaccine. Under the terms of the collaboration, Capricor will supply the investigational product and NIAID's Division of Microbiology and Infectious Diseases (DMID) will conduct the trial. If NIAID finds that our StealthX™ vaccine meets its criteria for safety and efficacy, they may consider our program for a funded Phase 2.
• Currently, in collaboration with an undisclosed pharmaceutical company, we are also investigating the therapeutic application of our StealthX™ exosome platform.
• Presented data in an oral presentation at theAmerican Society of Gene and Cell Therapy (ASGCT) 27thAnnual Meeting. The findings highlight a potential exosome-based approach for the treatment of arginase-1 deficiency (ARG1-D), a rare genetic metabolic disease characterized by complete or partial lack of the enzyme arginase in the liver and red blood cells. The data from this preclinical study further characterize our StealthX™ exosome platform.
• Presented data at theInternational Society of Extracellular Vesicles (ISEV) Annual Meeting 2024. Highlights from the abstract included data showing targeted cargo delivery to mouse lower limbs by exosomes carrying a muscle targeting moiety by intravenous injection.

Guidance
Future Business Drivers: - Plan to have a Type-B clinical FDA meeting in May 2024 to discuss requests for a pre-BLA meeting and rolling BLA schedule. Additionally, Capricor plans to share with FDA its HOPE-2 OLE 3-year safety and efficacy data at this meeting. - Plan to report 3-year HOPE-2 OLE data in the second quarter of 2024. - Plan to announce further updates with respect to next steps for HOPE-3 (Cohort B), when available. - Plan to report topline data from HOPE-3 (Cohort A) in the fourth quarter of 2024. - Continue to explore opportunities for additional partnerships outside of the U.S. and Japan to support the potential commercialization of CAP-1002 in DMD. - Plan to provide updates on our NIAID collaboration for our StealthX™ vaccine as they become available. NIAID plans to initiate the Phase 1 clinical trial in late 2024, subject to regulatory approval. - Continue to explore opportunities for partnerships and non-dilutive sources of funding to support advancement of our StealthX™ exosome platform technology.
Expectations: MISS
While CAPR's revenue of $4.907 million in Q1 2024 surpassed the average analyst estimate of $9.7 million, the EPS of -$0.31 was significantly worse than the estimated -$0.11. The company's operating expenses grew by 35.9% to $15.173 million, contributing to the negative earnings per share.

Hi, Need the community's advise on a case. I belong to a non profit org whose mission is to bridge the gap between the living and the unseen. We respond to people who have paranormal experiences and we give advise on how to deal with them. Sometimes we conduct seances to channel the spirit or elemental beings and hear their side in order to come up with an agreement/compromise. We recently encountered a being who doesn't feel like a human spirit or elemental. He felt "not from the earth". This being has been assaulting/harassing the subject for 20+ years in their dreams. To help the subject, we did a seance to channel this being, it was infatuated and attached to the subject and is hell bent on taking the subject (possibly not physically). It was always shape shifting, appearing differently to the 7 people in the seance circle. It hides in a specific mirror in the house. It appears just to drop a message/reply then disappears. It initally appeared as a person in formal black dress, bald head, brownish skin. He had a black cape. Only appears in dreams and is able to bypass any psychic defenses or even the spirit guides. Some magic spells have been used, but little to no effect on it.
I'm still currently learning and researching any ancient methods to banish beings but until I/we know 'what" this being is, we will not know what the right remedy will be.
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Any ideas the community have will be welcome. Any rumor or folklore or mythology will help a lot too. Thank you in advance

hi all! thanks in advance if you read my long story! 😅
my partner (34) and I (30) took in her cousin when she was kicked out of another family member's home in 2021. she was 17 at the time & a high-risk youth entering her last year of high school. we were in a better emotional & financial place than any other family she might end up with, and truly felt there was no other option as she would be too old to go into foster care, but didn't have the mental health stability or life skills to live on her own either. so we have been unofficial foster parents since then.
since her relationship with immediately family is complicated by history of abuse & addiction, it wasn't possible for us to get paperwork done that would make her an official dependent of ours (parent would have to sign off). instead, we have fully facilitated her registration in a youth program with the government that means she receives money monthly, with a specific amount allocated to rent, clothes, utilities, etc. initially, rent money was sent directly to us and she then gave us the allocated grocery money. since she turned 19, all the money goes to her and she sends us the rent herself. however, for the most part, we still need to step in and coordinate, nag, check-in, etc. to get this money each month and ensure she re-signs contracts with social workers to continue receiving it every 3 months.
my partner and I couldn't actually afford to move into a 2-bedroom apartment and feed the kid without this money in the big & expensive city where we live. we made an agreement with the youth that the full amount that the government gives for rent will always go toward our rent & bills, full amount for groceries will always go toward groceries, and the rest of the money (including what's allocated for utilities) she can use to cover her own day-to-day expenses and save. the new apartment is a huge downgrade for us in many ways; rent costs way more and the apartment is way smaller, our bedroom is tiny and we have almost no privacy. it's completely changed our financial situation and our relationship to home.
youth has pretty severe ADHD, and while there have been slow and occasional wins in terms of the youth participating in the household (chores, hanging out on movie nights, running errands, cooking etc) & generally being independent (feeding herself, doing laundry, schoolwork, taking meds, therapy, getting out of the house, seeing friends etc without being reminded or coached through it), our role is still deeply parental even now that she is 20. we both also have adhd and have tried having open chats about it & have enrolled her in multiple workshops to learn skills to manage adhd, but it seems like she just hasn't bought in to actually managing it herself yet, as she never uses any of the classic adhd management tools unless we nag and manage her doing so.
Earlier this year, she was asked to withdraw from a school program that she loved because she was unable to get the program work done, despite our weekly check-ins, making sure she ate every day and meal prepped lunches for the week, trying to help her make work plans etc. we decided we had sunk too much energy and labour in to something it seemed like the kid wasn't ultimately ready for, so we have since taken a huge step back, hoping she will find what motivates her without us having to manage it. what that's meant is she isn't doing anything. no chores, no job, no school, no volunteering (despite having connections and tools to do all these things that we worked through and set up for her together over the years). we rarely see her eat. she spends all her time with her boyfriend (who also doesn't work/go to school) smoking pot. it's like pulling teeth to even to simply get her to text us whether she is coming home each night. she just seems completely checked out. I get that it's likely a huge emotional blow for her to fail at a school program she really wanted to do, and we are willing to give her the space to come around to processing that.
within all of this, she expressed to us yesterday that she feels she's in the way being at home, that she can't be herself or take up space here. she cited that it seems unfair since she pays a chunk of our rent. we have already thought of ways that she could have more space and time alone at home (i.e.my partner can work a couple days a week in her office so the youth can have alone time without someone in virtual meetings right outside her bedroom door), but the financial aspect and other parts of what she's bringing up feels sticky. my partner and I are still very much caretakers of the youth, and we fully set up and manage our current living situation. all the furniture is ours, we are the tenants on the lease, and we maintain the apartment in every single way, we do all the grocery planning and shopping and all the cooking. it really is just like an adult kid still living at home, with the unique exception that the youth receives money that pays about 1/3 of our rent and bills. every attempt we've made to have the youth participate in household chores, cooking, grocery list, budgeting, even the coordinating and understanding of the government money, has been met with radio silence/complete inaction that we've had to assume is a lack of capacity/readiness on her end. we are done nagging her and trying to manage her time to do these types of things as the amount of emotional labour is way more than we are willing to continually expend with no sign of buy-in. if we invite her to hang out in the common space with us, she doesn't, or joins us and sits on her phone the whole time. we've even reminded her that she is welcome to play her own music while washing dishes or let us know if she'd like to watch a movie in the living area sometime and we can hang out in our room, but she never bites.
it feels like she wants to be treated as a roommate but also continue on living as a child. I can understand why it feels confusing to her when she is thinking about the money. it's confusing to me, too, and I'm not sure what to think.
it sounds like her counselor has brought this up to her and said she should be able to take up more space since she pays rent. I think maybe the counselor is not aware of the reality of our living situation? since it's such a unique financial situation, we are really unsure of how to broach this subject with her or how to move forward in a fair way, that makes her feel welcome and safe & encourages her to become self sufficient and independent. she is nowhere near ready to live on her own, and we really don't want to push her to do that before she is ready.
If she were to no longer receive rent money or move out, we most likely could no longer live here and might have to leave the city due to the rising costs of rent. our hope is that we will advance in our careers enough while she's here that we will be able to afford to stay when she eventually moves out on her own.
any idea on how to approach this without just shutting her out more/sounding like a lecturing parent? 🙃

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I don't know exactly how it happened.
Everything was going great. It was Valentine's Day. My wife had just left for work. And I had just put the second batch of her favorite cookies in the oven for when she returned home.
The only catch is, after I put them in the oven...
...I completely forgot that it was Valentine's Day.
Maybe I was distracted by all my work calls.
Maybe I'm just getting old.
All that matters is, when I emerged from my home office a little while later...
...The entire kitchen had gone up in flames...
...And a few hours later...
...My entire house had burnt to the ground.
—
When my wife finally got home, after racing back from work, it immediately didn't matter to her that it was Valentine's Day anymore.
She was just glad that I was alive.
"Are you okay?" She asked, tears in her eyes, as she ran over to me, as I stood outside, shivering, wrapped in a blanket beside a fire truck.
"Yeah I'll be ok. Can't say the same for the house." I joked, gesturing to the destroyed building.
We both looked over at our home of nearly ten years, as firefighters put out the last of its smoking embers.
She couldn't help but laugh. "Were you able to salvage anything?"
"Oh!" I replied, before reaching into the pocket of my sweatshirt and pulling out a large, sealed plastic bag full of cookies. "Forgot to tell you. I was able to grab the first batch on the way out."
"Aww." She said.
"Want one?" I offered, reaching to open the bag, but she stopped me.
"No, I don't have an appetite right now, after all this. But maybe later."
"No worries." I said, putting the bag of cookies back into my sweatshirt pocket.
"What now?" She asked.
"Hotel I guess?" I proposed.
"Well we could stay with my mom, but that's a two hour drive. After this, that sounds like a lot."
That's when a firefighter overheard us, and interjected.
"Sorry to eavesdrop, but if you don't have anywhere to go. I've got a spare bedroom at my house, down by the harbor. If you're too tired to drive tonight." He offered, with a sympathetic look on his face.
"Thanks, I really appreciate that." I replied, "But we couldn't. It's a really kind gesture, though. Seriously."
"Thank you though, it means a lot." My wife added.
"Oh, of course." The firefighter replied, "No pressure at all. Just with you here like this, I wouldn't have been able to sleep tonight knowing I didn't offer."
He turned away, took a few steps, and then doubled back. "You sure? It really would be no bother to me at all."
My wife and I each looked at each other, exhausted.
"I suppose it beats paying for a hotel." I reasoned.
"Or a two hour drive." My wife said.
—
A couple hours later, we were sitting in the firefighter's kitchen, eating a dinner that he had made for us.
"Seriously though, we'll forever be in your debt for this." I said, slurping pasta.
"Are you kidding?" The firefighter replied, as he did the same. "After what you've gone through today, it's the least I could do."
"You really saved us a long drive to my mom's place." My wife said, after taking a bite.
"Can I ask you a question, though?" The firefighter asked, putting his fork down.
"Of course." I replied.
"What was it about me, that earned your trust?" He continued.
"Our trust?" My wife asked.
"Yeah, like was it the uniform? Or my charm?" He said.
"Uh, I don't know. Why?" She replied.
"Just curious what exactly lowered your guard enough to come back with me, to my house. A stranger's house." The firefighter continued.
I couldn't tell if he was joking, or was looking for a straight answer. So I went with the latter. "Uh, maybe a combination of both? But if I had to pick one. Maybe the uniform? Everyone trusts a firefighter."
"Really? Thank you! That's what I thought, but the others, they all said it was my charm, and I’m really starting to think that the uniform alone really seals the deal." He said.
"The others?" I asked.
"Yeah, the others. Downstairs." The firefighter replied.
"I'm sorry, I'm not following. There's other people downstairs?" My wife asked.
"Yeah, like you." He said nonchalantly.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Like people I found, in desperate situations, like yours, that needed help." The firefighter explained.
"And... what are they doing down there?" I added.
"Oh, there's a whole dungeon down there." He said, with a completely straight face.
"A... dungeon?" I asked.
"Yeah, like with torture devices, and a maze and everything. It's actually really cool, do you want to see it?" He offered.
My wife and I both looked at each other, then back at the firefighter...
...And suddenly burst out laughing…
...As he, too, began to roar with laughter.
Eventually, the laughing subsided, and the kitchen got awkwardly quiet, so I tried to change the subject. "Anyways, great pasta sauce. Is that cumin in there?”
But he ignored me, and picked up right where he left off. "No, but seriously, you've gotta check it out. Like literally, you have no choice."
I just played along, hoping he would change the subject. "Yeah, yeah, okay, fine, fine, we'll check it out. After dinner."
But he wouldn't let it go. "No. Now." He commanded, his facing turning from jovial to menacing.
The joke was growing old, and starting to get a bit creepy, so I stood up from my seat and gestured for my wife to get up. "Come on, let's go."
"Go? I'm afraid that's not possible." The firefighter replied, "The doors and windows are locked from the inside out, and only I can open them."
That's when I decided that he had crossed the line, so I puffed up my chest, and started to move closer to him in a threatening fashion.
"Dude, seriously? I'm a firefighter. I'm in the best shape of my life. And you, no offense, look like you don't even work out."
I couldn’t help but take offense, but I still thought he was joking, so I just smiled back nervously.
"Oh, and I've got an ax." He added, removing a firefighter's ax from under the table and holding it up before us.
He was not joking.
Seeing the weapon, my wife jumped up from her seat, and we both ran to the door, only to find it locked from the inside, just as he had told us.
"Told you."
—
A few minutes later, we were standing at the foot of his basement, having just descended a rickety flight of stairs.
The firefighter must have noticed me walking nervously down them, as he had followed behind us.
"Oh, please excuse the stairs." He apologized, "I really need to get them replaced. But with all of the construction I've been doing in the dungeon and all, they just haven't been a priority."
I didn't know what to think of any of it. I was just hoping it would end.
But it didn't.
"Ok, so here's how it works." The firefighter began, pointing his ax toward the entrance to what, literally, looked like a dungeon. "I'm gonna give you a five minute head start, during which time I'd suggest you run as fast as you can. Now, at the end of the maze, there is an exit. And if you make it there, I promise I'll let you out. But for full transparency, no one has ever made it that far. Cause, you know, they don't know the maze, and I designed it, so I kinda have the upper hand. But maybe you'll be the first?"
My wife and I just stared at each other with a look of horror, as it became clear that this was actually happening.
"Anyways, you're gonna see a lot of fucked up shit in there. People are gonna beg and plead for you to take them with you. But whatever you do, do not give in. I know in the moment you're gonna want to do the right thing but, trust me, based on how it's gone in the past, they're just gonna slow you down, and you're gonna need every second you can get." He then turned to us, as if to make sure we were listening, and asked, "Got it?"
To which I, unsure of what to say, just replied, "Uh... yeah.".
That's when he pulled out a stopwatch, put his thumb to the start button...
"Ok ready... get set.... go!"
...And clicked it.
I looked over at my wife, whose eyes had grown wide with fear...
...And, without hesitation, grabbed her by the hand, darting off with her into the dungeon.
—
Five minutes later, we were running through the maze below the firefighter's house, uncertain of our exact progress but confident that we had made it pretty far into its depths, when we stumbled onto a man, locked up in a cage, his body emaciated from what must have been starvation.
"Help me!" He called out, "Take me with you!"
My wife stopped for a moment, a look of sadness in her eyes, and began to reach out to him, but I intercepted her hand and led her past him, further into the maze.
"We have to keep going!" I called out.
"I feel terrible leaving another behind." She replied.
He wasn't the first we'd seen. In fact, in just that previous five minutes alone, we'd encountered many of the countless others that the firefighter was referring to, and what seemed like a hundred unspeakable horrors.
But we had stayed strong and forged ahead, and as a result, I felt like we were getting close to the end of the maze.
"We're no use to them unless we get out of this place, and call for help." I assured her.
"You're right." She replied.
"We must be getting close to the exit."
"If there even is one."
She had a point. There was a possibility that the firefighter had lied to us, and there was no exit at the end of the maze.
But there was something about the way that he talked, something so honest and direct, that made me think there actually was a way out at the end. And the more I thought about it, I was confident that without an actual exit, for us to potentially reach, there'd be no fun in the game that he'd created for himself.
"Trust me." I said.
"I trust you." My wife replied.
That's when we heard it. The unsettling sound of someone whistling, coming from behind us in the maze, and approaching quickly.
"Run!" My wife said, her sense of hopelessness now transforming into one of survival.
—
By the time we finally made it to the end of the maze, the firefighter had caught up to us, still whistling. But when he turned the corner and saw us, standing at the door, tugging at its locked doorknob, he dropped his shoulders. "Aw, man. Seriously?"
I tried to bring myself to speak, but my body was frozen in fear.
Finally, I let out the words, "Seriously, what?"
"You beat me to the exit. You're the first ones to do it." He said.
He started running over to us, ax still in hand, as I closed my eyes, bracing for impact and fearing the worst...
...But rather than feel pain, I felt...
...A hug. A gentle, warm, embrace...
...Before I opened my eyes and saw him hug my wife as well.
"Congratulations! That is no easy feat." The firefighter said, "I mean, that is one disturbing, and distracting place. Luck was on your side. Wait, no, sorry, I shouldn't assume luck. You did make it to the end so skill must have been a factor. I don't want to take that away from you."
My wife and I just stood there, waiting for him to get to the point.
"So, um..." My wife said, gesturing to the door. "Do we still get to leave?"
"Get to leave? Get to leave? How dare you!" He said, in a serious tone… before cracking a smile and patting us both on the back, "I'm just fucking with you, of course you get to leave! I am a man of my word, and you did play by the rules and win."
The firefighter walked over to the door, removed a key ring full of keys from his pocket, and began rummaging through it, "Let's see here..."
Until he finally picked one and held it up.
"...There it is!" The firefighter continued, "But can you imagine if I forgot the key ring upstairs and had to go all the way back through that maze?" He said with a chuckle, opening the door from the basement into his backyard.
My wife and I both looked outside, into the darkness, and immediately started walking towards the exit, before the firefighter put his hand out and said. "Not so fast. I said I'm a man of my word, and I am. I told you earlier that if you made it to the exit, I'd let you out. However..."
I suddenly realized there was a caveat.
"...There's one slight caveat." He continued, "When I do let you out, there just so happens to be two dogs out there, that I keep extremely hungry for this very occasion. So when you get out there, I just want to warn you, it's highly probable that'll tear you both apart. Actually, scratch that, it’s one hundred percent probable.”
Between the fire and the maze, my wife and I were both so exhausted, that we both looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and walked out into the backyard, ready to accept our fate.
Then, we looked back at the firefighter, who said, "What? Don't look at me like that? I can't just be letting people escape from here so they can go and tell the cops about this place. Anyways, it's been fun. And sorry I had to make an already bad day even worse. On Valentine's Day no less. Anyways, goodbye."
And like that...
...He slammed the door behind him, leaving us out there in the backyard, standing there in the dark.
—
A few minutes later…
…We suddenly heard the sound of dogs growling.
And as my eyes adjusted to the light, sure enough, I saw two sickly pitbulls, drooling and howling as they approached us, hunched over, and ready to attack…
...Until it hit me...
...The Valentine's Day cookies!
Without hesitation, I reached into my sweatshirt pocket and removed the plastic bag of cookies that I had offered my wife when we were standing outside our burning home, just a few hours earlier. To be precise, the first batch of the very cookies that had set said home ablaze, thus setting off a chain of events that led us to that very moment.
As the dogs got closer and closer, I carefully, and quietly unzipped the plastic bag, turned it upside down, and dropped the cookies on the ground...
...And like that, as soon as the dogs got a whiff of the cookies, they charged over to them and started devouring and fighting over them, in the process completely forgetting about my wife and I.
Together, we slowly walked past the pitbulls, turned around, and backed away slowly, until we eventually reached the fence at the far end of the backyard and, one by one, my wife going first, hopped the fence and ran to safety.
—
Later that night, while we sat in the police station, waiting to tell them everything, my wife, still in a daze from what had happened, asked, "What flavor were they?"
"Huh?" I replied, still in a daze of my own.
"The cookies. What flavor were they?"
"Your favorite of course. Peanut butter and chocolate chips."
"Fuck."
"You know, when I saved that first batch from the house. I was like, if these things are gonna burn my house down, we've at least gotta taste them. But you never got to."
"It's the thought that counts."
"I suppose so."
"Happy Valentine's Day." She said.
"Happy Valentine's Day." I replied.
And then, we both leaned in, and kissed, in a way we hadn’t done in years. Like when we first met, over a decade ago.
We may not have had a home anymore. Or any faith left in humanity. But we had each other. And sometimes, that's enough.
That was last night, and today, while the police hopefully raid that motherfucker's house, you better believe that I'm gonna be at my mother-in-law's place, baking another batch of those cookies.

I grew up thinking i was prisoner of the environment i was born in and distracting myself with neurodiverse interests while at the same time not believing the passion for those interests was ever going to matter because i thought myself as a fraud who was not connecting with life and was not trying to have deeper relationships with other people or was attempting to boost her self-esteem by having "intellectual" obsessions or to look autistic ( i was diagnosed on the autism spectrum as a child but i sometimes i doubt i am actually autistic). I was raised by controlling and hyperprotective parents who did not allow me to build an healthy sense of self or to explore life like other children. I was also subjected to inappropriate behaviours by my mother like washing me in my genital area when i was a preeteen. I think i was also betrayed by a psychotherapist who did not correctly disclose to my parents that pdd-nos was a neurodevelopmental condition all while she earned money from my parents who she apperently regarded as responsible for inducing in me autism-like symptoms . When i was 10 my father was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease and started having a psychotic disorder which plunged us for around five years into a family chaos punctuated by arguments where i ended up beating up my father to prevent him from fleeing home or my mother for her to acquiesce to my father's claims of being persecuted by the government.Around that time i developed an obsessive compulsive disorder with which i have struggled on and off since i was 10. While thinking about the disorder i have come to the conclusion that Ocd represents that part of me who hates myself for not taking control of my life and not being that person who i would like to be so Ocd warns me to not lose what i care about. Due to a sense of powerlessness over my life i have not been a great person throughout my life and i have been a self-centered individual with a manipulative streak in which i sometimes exaggerate my deficits or dramatize my struggles or emotions. I was violent as a child with my relatives and my psychotherapist and i have always been a taker rather than a giver. I also broke people's boundaries for the sake of my obsessive interests. Last year i had an Ocd flare-up and intense death anxiety about never being able to become an adult or to conceive mysef as a grown person with a job but i overcame that crisis and started having a new outlook of life and trying to live my life for the first time rather than scrolling through it. After struggling at first to learn the job i adapted and made some friendships and bonded with the office cat next to my office room. I do not think i had ever had a friendship like the one i had with the office cat, with him i felt like i had an equal friendship which i never really thought i had with my other friends. The office cat died in february and grieved for him like i had never done before after losing someone close to me but i quickly idealized him and made his death all about me which led me to feeling disgust with myself since i could not even honour the memory of one of my closest friends who had helped me adjust to the job. After some mild dissociative episodes of identity alternation and mood swings in April, i tapered off zyprexa in late April with the agreement of my psychiatrist because i thought it could have something to do with my worsening astigmatism and my mother withheld paroxetine because she thought for some reason it was discontinued too. Five days after tapering off zyprexa i sensed an huge emotional void and my emotions collapsing behind my psyche as well as a disintegration of my identity all while i was thinking of how the way i was raised and i have lived my life is unjustifiable. Around the same time i was trying to rein Ocd in but my anhedonia/ depression (?) has taken over pretty much at the same time the ocd symptoms seemingly stopped. Since then i have had bad and better days but i have struggled with depressive symptoms, anhedonia and until a few days ago dissociative episodes. I have also overshared at work about my issues and my family life to feel listened to . My current psychotherapist thinks that if i convince myself that my feelings for the office cat were authentic i can overcome what i am going through and i am otherwise psychotic because i have had a couple of delusional beliefs such as my mother physically hurting me (i knew it was delusional) and a friend rejecting me because she thinks i am a narcissist ( that was me projecting on her). When i insist that my parents and my former psychotherapist abused me, he sticks to calling it my truth rather than the factual truth it is .

Hi, Need the community's advise on a case. I belong to a non profit org whose mission is to bridge the gap between the living and the unseen. We respond to people who have paranormal experiences and we give advise on how to deal with them. Sometimes we conduct seances to channel the spirit or elemental beings and hear their side in order to come up with an agreement/compromise. We recently encountered a being who doesn't feel like a human spirit or elemental. He felt "not from the earth". This being has been assaulting/harassing the subject for 20+ years in their dreams. To help the subject, we did a seance to channel this being, it was infatuated and attached to the subject and is hell bent on taking the subject (possibly not physically). It was always shape shifting, appearing differently to the 7 people in the seance circle. It hides in a specific mirror in the house. It appears just to drop a message/reply then disappears. It initally appeared as a person in formal black dress, bald head, brownish skin. He had a black cape. Only appears in dreams and is able to bypass any psychic defenses or even the spirit guides. Some magic spells have been used, but little to no effect on it.
I'm still currently learning and researching any ancient methods to banish beings but until I/we know 'what" this being is, we will not know what the right remedy will be.
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Any ideas the community have will be welcome. Any rumor or folklore or mythology will help a lot too. Thank you in advance

Hi, Need the community's advise on a case. I belong to a non profit org whose mission is to bridge the gap between the living and the unseen. We respond to people who have paranormal experiences and we give advise on how to deal with them. Sometimes we conduct seances to channel the spirit or elemental beings and hear their side in order to come up with an agreement/compromise. We recently encountered a being who doesn't feel like a human spirit or elemental. He felt "not from the earth". This being has been assaulting/harassing the subject for 20+ years in their dreams. Its actions resemble that of an incubus. To help the subject, we did a seance to channel this being, it was infatuated and attached to the subject and is hell bent on taking the subject (possibly taking the soul). It was always shape shifting, appearing differently to the 7 people in the seance circle. It hides in a specific mirror in the house. It appears just to drop a message/reply then disappears. It initally appeared as a person in formal black dress, bald head, brownish skin. He had a black cape. Only appears in dreams and is able to bypass any psychic defenses or even the spirit guides. Some magic spells have been used, but little to no effect on it. I'm still currently learning and researching any ancient methods to banish beings but until I/we know 'what" this being is, we will not know what the right remedy will be. I have also considered if this is an Intraterrestrial being or Shadowperson or even a soul collector.
Any ideas the community have will be welcome. Any rumor or folklore or mythology will help a lot too. Thank you in advance