C Yes. In our healing practices, especially in the area known as surgery, there is a—they use, they replenish a person’s blood with that of others, and over the years I’ve been giving blood for such purposes, but of late I’ve seen material from various groups which refuse, even at the point of ceasing existence, to accept blood from another due to a passage from somewhere in the Bible instructing then not to partake of blood. Is there any harmful effect to the acceptance of blood from another? I see it as merely a giving of life from one to another. I can’t see any harm in the practice.
I am Latwii, and am aware of your question, my brother. In response, may we say this is not a simple matter, for indeed one who is approaching the limits of what you know as life and does, therefore, require what is called the transfusion of blood, such a practice might be deemed quite helpful, for indeed it is one means of prolonging the incarnation and might be the only means for many upon your planet, for their knowledge does not yet include other means.
In such cases it cannot be said to be other than helpful if each party does wish to aid in the prolonging of life which grows short. On the other hand, there are situations which mitigate against the transferring of that known as blood from one entity to another if the entities are not involved in what you call the …
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(Jim channeling)
I am Latwii, and am once again with this instrument. As we were saying, there are instances which are not favorable to such a transfer of this vital fluid from one entity to another, for there are various, shall we say, patterns or parts of an entity’s pattern of being of the bodily complex which are transferred in this process that may be detrimental to another.

We speak of areas now which are little known to your peoples, and are, therefore, most likely to be somewhat confusing, but we shall continue. Each entity does through the power of mind before incarnation create the pattern of the physical vehicle which it shall inhabit. This vehicle, in each cell of its substance, does contain the complete blueprint of the entity, much as a hologram. This is true also of the fluid known as blood. The state of being of health, shall we say, to use somewhat of a misnomer, is clearly reflected in the blood and each cell of that fluid. The transfer of such vital fluid to one entity from another does then transfer the patterns of being or of health from one entity to another, these patterns having a great complexity of interrelationship from the experience of the entity who has provided the blood for transfusion.
Therefore, the one receiving such blood shall be receiving not just a simple bodily fluid, but shall be receiving the patterns of the very being of the entity who served as donor, and shall, therefore, be creating a tie between the two entities in which some of which you know of as karma, shall be shared. This appears quite insignificant when the entity is facing what you call the life and death situation, but does grow in significance as the entity does continue its incarnation and as the entity which served as donor does also continue its incarnation. It is then left to what might be called higher levels of the being of both entities to complete the balancing of the karmic patterns which have been set in motion by this transfer.

C In the case where one receives, say, a pint of blood, which is the usual unit, is the amount of the being of the donor that is received by the individual a sufficient enough amount to actually interfere with the being of the person receiving?
I am Latwii. My brother, we feel that you have correctly stated the situation. The amount is significant in that it serves as what you might call a ratio, a blending the beingness of the sources of blood, both of the donor and the one receiving the donation.
C Yes. In our bodily systems, cells are constantly being used up and replaced. After a period of time would that amount of beingness be slowly removed from the blood of the one receiving?
I am Latwii, and am aware of your question, my brother. We may say in this case, in general, that this is not correct, for the reproduction of the blood fluid is by the existing ratio of blood, and this existing ratio does then reproduce itself much as what you have called the cloning mechanism does reproduce an exact duplicate of itself. The dilution, shall we say, of the donor’s karmic patterns may occur in another manner, this being the balancing of the patterns of behavior of the one which has received the donation, and also of the one which has served as donor.
Carla Before we leave this sanguine subject, I’d like to check a couple of hunches. Is it true that the link between patterns of the entities works precisely both ways?
I am Latwii. Yes, my sister, we do recognize this to be true in our understanding of such matters.
May we answer you further?
Carla Yes. Hunch number two. Is this link the time/space portion of this very central fluid which is called blood, that is magical in nature, and is this why some of the more primitive of our tribes peoples have used blood to become blood brothers and things like this, why even as children we do things like that? Does this have a magical potential in the time/space portion of its reality?
I am Latwii, and again we find agreement with your statement, that the portion known as the time/space portion or metaphysical portion of the entity is that which is affected in what you have described as a magical nature.
C Yes, while we’re on the subject. If the pattern of beingness in each self … what of the situation as in our, in the drinking, in the partaking of blood orally as opposed to taking it into the veins directly, if ingesting the cells of another being, whether flesh or blood, do you still pick up the beingness?
I am Latwii, and am aware of your question, my brother. Again, we find that the general response can be somewhat misleading, for such an action as you have described would have far different results with different types of entities. Those most likely to accomplish such an action would be those who have begun the practice of what you might call the black magical arts and such an adept then would gain power, the power of the one whose vital fluid it consumed. An entity who had no training in these arts and rituals would simply gain those karmic ties in the time/space or metaphysical portion of your existence.
C I was just curious because in our legends of creatures such as vampires, they’re always able to remove the being and leave just a shell, more or less, though animated, no longer expressing that which it was, and I was just curious as to the source of that idea, whether there was some truth behind it.

I am Latwii, and am aware of a general query. We may respond by saying that your legends in this regard have distorted greatly the foundation of facts in such situations, but have reflected some of that which is more nearly true. The magical nature of the fluid you call blood has been reflected in such stories and legends, for indeed the entity whose blood has been removed in some degree is only a shell of the former self, the greater portion having passed to the entity consuming the blood, the greater portion of power also passing with that consuming.

Unedited source : https://assets.llresearch.org/transcripts/files/en/1982_0321.pdf

Rent-A-Center Dilemma
I signed up for a rental agreement with Rent A Center back in November 2023. They were very unorganized but moving forward, I had my delivery set up. One of the managers Stephon and a driver delivered my washer and dryer set. The manager was friendly and I was just ready for his ass to get out of my house. So moving forward, I receive a text and it’s from an out of state number saying that it was him. The damn manager! 1.) I did not give you my number at anytime inside my home so why would you feel comfortable texting me!!? This manager had gotten my number off of my paperwork. I was so confused and pissed THE F**K off that I said my dryer is missing a component just to try and not overthink that he was overstepping boundaries. He stated that he would check in the back of their warehouse to see if they had the piece I needed and he would come put it on. Well they didn’t have the piece. So I ordered it and told him I think I can manage putting it on myself. Y’all !!! Why did this man come over on his launch break that he gets like 45 mins to an hour break. He took every bit of 5 minutes to put the part on but would not LEAVE ! He was asking about my cooking. Asking me was I single. Told me what type of man I deserve. Told me he scanned the parking lot and knew which car was mine. He was very weird. He basically stayed his entire break. I was so weirded out and tried not to overreact because of the business contract. Not knowing what to do. I also was home alone with my 22 month old son at the time. He was sleeping upstairs. So I ended up telling my boyfriend and he’s like why did this manager try and pull this mess while not there. Here’s the kicker you guys: I have a ring doorbell camera and it has record of all of this and the time stamps and days. Fast forward to January 2024, the manager texted me happy new years !! Like what? Why would you do that and I haven’t shown any interest in you!!? So moving forward I got behind like a few days on my weekly payment actually because I forgot and called to try and work a payment date out with them. Tell me why he went off on me, told me he was not going to help me and that they were coming to get my stuff and that the manager I needed to speak with was not in and ended up hanging up the phone in my face. I tried calling back and no answer. So I called the headquarters and told them what happened. They acted like they were going to do something and I told them about his personal number and area code which I shouldn’t have known and also where he told me he was from which why would I know. I also mentioned other things. Do you they didn’t offer anything for the hassle and weirdness. Nothing at all. So my job closed down and they started calling me from a new number. I had old them I would come in to pay cash. So I get up there and the credit manager had already given me the amount I needed to pay and was like yea I’ll work with you cause you always pay on time. I get up there like 10 mins later. Tell me why I pay for both weeks and they do not give me my change back and say we credited it. I’m like I didn’t ask you all to do that. Then it’s 3 men in the store (including the manager I had originally had an issue with texting me) all employees only and they are discussing my biz and the one who had given me the phone call with the amount I owed was right there as well. And I’m like why would you all not return my change. That’s not how it works. Ya’ll didn’t state that beforehand. So I walked out and the manager that I had to deal with months before who still has his job was like what’s wrong as I’m walking out. I was just disgusted. It was doggish and I’m just going to sue them at this point because you’re not going to take my money and then think it’s cool to harass me and I’m a paying customer. I was wanting to hear some feedback to see if I’m tripping or what… I’m also wanting to see if maybe I had a possible case. Because I believe so wholeheartedly !

Fed up junior surgical trainee at the level of the ST3 bottleneck. This could be a bit of burn out, but the idea of leaving the NHS has frequented my mind since FY. It is a recurring thought which I suppress with the idea of it’ll be amazing when I’m a consultant. However, really starting to feel the juice is not worth the squeeze and I’ve made the mistake of delayed gratification with doing medicine in the first place.
Has anyone gone into consulting or an alternative career? Specifically looking for answers to - work life balance - pay progression - employer worth (none of that in the NHS).
Would be great to hear some insights!

I think Adelaide is a pretty calm city, but I experienced a few of fxxking teenagers in Rundle Mall.
One time, when I entered the MYER building, I found one piece of ice rolled on the floor. When I looked up, one little white guy smiled at me on level 1? or 2? and shyly said, Sorry, and then disappeared. WTF is that?
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Today, on the way home, a teenage guy suddenly approached me and said something. I couldn't understand what he said because he spoke too quietly, but I understood a few words: phone, 15 inches, etc. He ran away with some F words after watching my lukewarm response and a bit of an annoyed face. I think what he meant to say would be, "Give me your phone, or I will stab you with 15 inches of knife."... Is that true?
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Has anyone experienced these similar fxxking things in Rundle Mall? I regret whether I should call the police to mitigate the severe accident that can occur afterward. Why Adelaide is going to be this bad...?

After being diagnosed with Asperger's myself a few years ago, although later in my life when I was like 27 or 28, I see that Michael displays MANY traits of autism, even is his music. Myself, I have a fowl mouth. Thing is, with a lot of other autistics I've known, they try not to swear. Maybe that's coincidence, Idk. That being said, though, you look at something like "Keep it in the closet". A lot of artists would be very foward, whereas he's like "She wants to give it" And then "Give it to you". It's the most like tame way of expressing sexual desire. His tame, shy demeaner, even in interviews. He liked hanging with kids, and I think that could be explained by his maturity level. Though I don't seek to do so myself and do flip the F bomb and everything in between a lot myself, I do connect better with younger generations. A lot of my friends are like a decade or so younger than me. I think there are a lot of very clear as day signs that Michael Jackson was on the spectrum. I just wanna see if there are people who see this too. To top it off, I see the man as the only pop artist. "King of pop" Couldn't be closer to the truth. Everything after him has seriously sucked to this day. I myself am a metal head, but I love this guy, and always have.

I (24yo F) have noticed over the years whenever I get sick (usually accompanying sinus and respiratory symptoms), the area connecting my neck and the underside of my chin gets itchy. I tried looking it up and got a variety of vague answers from: allergies, asthma, to mucus… but none of them actually explain what is going on. Just curious really? Does anyone else experience this frequently? *Also wanted to add that I do vape and have been for the last 6 years, but I can remember experiencing this phenomenon from a very young age, if not my whole life.

I have few doubts regarding this exam-- 1) How tough is it to clear this exam( I mean the competition)? 2) Is IAT level preparation sufficient for this entrance exam? It would be very helpful if somebody who has cleared this exam could answer this question. Otherwise, any aspirant who has knowledge about this exam....pls help me if u can😀😀....

Wonder Women

Issue Fifty
Written by u/VoidKiller826
Edited by u/Predaplant
Arc: Revelations
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Greetings, people of Gateway City. This is your new peacekeeper speaking. You might know me as the White Magician, a rather crude name, but I will accept it considering Man’s World's lack of creativity. However, you may also call me Circe, and I am here with an important message that your news station will deliver for all to hear.
SCYTHE is no more: their HQ is under my and the Red Centipedes’ command. The Commander and his soldiers are dead and buried, as you all wished to happen. I was more than happy to oblige you if it meant depriving your stupid President of her next chance for reelection. Any survivors of the prison break are being hunted down by the people they locked in cages, who are more than happy to round them up as they once had been themselves.
But none of that’s important, for this recording is only to be heard by one person: Olympos, Wonder Girl, or whatever the fuck new title name you want to be called. This message is for you: You are to surrender yourself to me here in SCYTHE HQ in the next five hours, and in turn, I will not destroy this piss-end of a city. If you fail, I promise you, I will make Coast City look like a picnic by the time I finish with Gateway.
That cow you call Wonder Woman is dead, and I will make sure everyone else will follow her if you don’t comply with my request.
Your mentor learned a valuable lesson when she tested my patience.
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Spears Apartment - Gateway City:
[...President Cale has announced the complete closure of all access to Gateway City following the prison break that occurred in SCYTHE’s holding facility hours ago,] said Cassandra Arnold from GateNews, the city’s main news station. [We still have an unconfirmed number of escapees following the message sent by the White Magician, but the President has assured GateNews a solution will be found.]
Vanessa Kapatelis watched the TV in dismay. Pacing back and forth in the Spears duplex apartment, she had the TV on to pass the time while Ares worked on helping Helena and Cassandra upstairs.
“Here,” Vanessa turned away from the TV to see Tanya Spears handing her a bottle of water. “Something for you to drink.”
“Thank you,” Vanessa accepted the bottle. “I would prefer a beer, but this will make do.”
“My mom has her wine collection in a locked cabinet,” Tanya noted, pointing at the kitchen. “She doesn’t know that I know that, but I can get you a bottle?”
Vanessa chuckled. “Thanks, but I don’t want a girl your age to be walking around with alcohol or to get you in trouble with your mom.” She twisted the bottle cap and slowly drank. “I needed that… it feels like I’ve been dry for months.”
“It’s actually been 3 hours,” Tanya said, sitting on the sofa and opening her tablet to look over the internet. “I hope what she said wasn’t true… about Wonder Woman not being around…”
Taking a seat by her side, Vanessa saw that Tanya was reading through the report on what happened to SCYTHE. The escaped convicts had taken control of the SCYTHE headquarters and equipment after killing many of the agents that had stood in their way.
Seeing the photo of SCYTHE HQ burning angered her. That place should represent the absolute shield of Gateway. Now, it had come under the control of the convicts that they were supposed to stop because of Aeeta Branwen. A name that had made her happy now belonged to a stranger who had lied to her all this time.
Memories of their most intimate moments came flooding back: their first conversation, their first date, their kiss, and the morning after their date in her apartment. It was a moment when she thought she could finally stop grieving and move on from what happened to Coast City. And now, that had been disintegrated into oblivion.
In anger, she crushed the bottle with her hand, spraying water all over the table and the floor.
“Shit!” Vanessa stood up, finally realizing her mistake. “I am sorry!”
“Oh, it's fine!” Tanya ran to the kitchen to grab some paper towels. “It’s just water.”
“I know it’s just…” Taking the paper towel, the two began wiping the floor and the table. “I have a lot on my mind.”
“I’ll bet with everything that happened,” said Tanya, giving Vanessa a supportive smile. “Your friends are getting hurt, and you can’t do anything but watch. It would piss anyone off. I know it did with me when the RedCent guys invaded EE Tower.”
“Yeah…” Vanessa sat back on the sofa. “But this… I not only possibly lost many friends, but I was betrayed by someone I loved, someone who I thought was the one for me…” she said, distraught, as tears ran down her face.
Tanya, without saying anything more, hugged Vanessa closely. Despite them knowing each other for only a few hours, Tanya knew that Vanessa was in pain. Watching her loved ones being hurt by someone that she trusted must have been a hard truth to accept.
The doors upstairs opening and closing caught the two’s attention. Looking up, they saw Somya Spears descending, looking exhausted, like she had gone ten rounds in the ring. As she reached the ground floor, Tanya ran up to her mother, hugged her close, and guided her to the nearest chair to rest.
“Is everything alright, mom?” Tanya asked, worried.
“Yeah… just felt that I might take that long overdue vacation…” Somya answered, leaning against the soft chair with a tired sigh. “Maybe we’ll go to Paris like you wanted, Tanya…”
More steps followed, and Ares, or Mars as he insisted to be called, followed Somya, pulling his folded-up sleeves back. Unlike Somya, he didn’t seem any different from when he went upstairs to help the Sandsmarks, but the few strands of hair on his face told a different story.
“How are they?” Vanessa asked, walking up to the former God of War. “Are they ok?”
Ares turned to Vanessa. “The girl has a lot of heart, far too stubborn to let a beating keep her down.” He said with praise, impressed with the former Wonder Girl’s willpower. “Her Sumerian blood will help her heal in only a few days, but it won’t help her mental wounds after I told her the news about her mother.”
Vanessa had a lot of questions about what he had said, especially the word Sumerian; perhaps Cassie was not simply half-Olympian. However, she focused on the most important detail in his explanation. “What happened with Helena?” She asked in a worried tone. “Is she-”
“She is alive,” Ares said, but his expression shifted, frowning, making her nervous. “Physically, she will recover, she has only a few cuts and bruises. Even a human like her can heal those.”
“But?”
“But it's the spell Circe struck her with. It is unlike anything I’ve seen because it is of her creation,” Ares explained, and Vanessa ground her teeth together when she heard the name belonging to the stranger who hurt her and her loved ones. “Whatever she used, it is affecting her very soul, slowly killing her.”
“Like a virus?” Vanessa asked, and Ares nodded. “Magic can do that?”
“It does,” Ares answered. “Magic can create a nuclear bomb if the user has the patience for it. And Circe is a master at it, one of the very best and most gifted witches on the planet, so making something like this would be as easy as making a cake for her.”
Magic had never been SCYTHE’s priority, but the Commander still made them study anything related to the subject in case they had to face it. Vanessa had never expected to see it at this scale.
“Can you break it?” Vanessa asked. “Find a way to break the curse from Helena’s soul?”
Ares took a deep breath, pocketing his hands. “It’s too complex to break. I will admit Magic is not my strongest suit, but even if you bring in someone knowledgeable, it would be a while for them to break her creation,” he explained. “You need someone at her level of knowledge when it comes to magic, and I am not the best person to face her in that department.”
“Then we call for a specialist, anyone, really,” Vanessa said in desperation. “If this is like a virus, a curse, then we bring a surgeon to cut it out! Maybe Cassie can use her Justice Legion connection, or maybe you can call someone for a favor.”
Vanessa's desperation was clear. She was willing to call for the Justice Legion, the very people she swore to go against for their vigilantism, if it meant saving Helena Sandsmark, her promise be damned.
“The spell is growing far too rapidly. By the time you find someone, it will be far too late,” Ares said solemnly. “The only person in the world who can break the spell without any problem or fear of failsafe is Hecate, the Goddess of Magic. She was Circe’s mentor, and she taught her everything she could about magic. No matter how complex it is, Hecate would understand it.”
“She can help us?”
Ares shook his head. “No, she has no interest in helping the world unless it is connected to her directly, and even then, dealing with her is the worst-case scenario because there is a chance she’ll side with Circe before she even thinks of helping us.”
“So what now?” Vanessa asked, sounding defeated. “Just let Helena die? Let Cassie suffer? Let Circe win?!” she shouted angrily, finally addressing Circe by name. All of this explanation from Ares told her one thing: that the Witch had them beat, and they couldn’t do anything about it.
Ares didn’t react to her outburst, while the Spears looked worried. Tanya, for her part, tried to walk up to calm Vanessa, but the War God raised his hand to stop her, shaking his head and giving her the silent sign to let Vanessa be.
“There is one way: it will be quicker if we act fast enough, but it would take everything from all of us for it to happen,” Ares said, beginning his explanation. “There is a chain link connecting the spell, from the spell caster to Circe. This means it can be broken if we force Circe to release the chain connecting her to Helena…” he explained, letting his words be understood by the occupants in the room before finishing with one last note. “Killing Circe would also break the binding if she didn’t leave any contingencies.”
Vanessa gritted her teeth. “So we have to make her break the spell, and hopefully she doesn’t screw us over… or we kill her, and hopefully she still doesn’t screw us over even in death?” she asked, and Ares nodded. “What kind of person is willing to put in all that work? Just for revenge? On Diana, who is long gone?”
Ares shrugged and turned to the Spears, his gaze focused on Tanya, his daughter. Someone whom he never thought he would meet again was facing him, without knowledge of their blood relations.
“Possibly,” Ares answered, taking a step back. “But if there is one thing I know for sure, Circe does not put these kinds of bindings without any reason. Whatever that reason is involves Cassandra Sandsmark and whether she will choose to make Circe break the spell or kill her, tainting her forever.”
Silence came to the room, letting Ares’s words sink in for all occupants, which might have been the same words he said to the Sandsmarks.
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The room of Somya Spears was quiet, with the only sound being the breathing of Helena Sandsmark lying on the bed sleeping. The room was spacious, with an expensive queen-sized bed as expected from an interim CEO of one the largest companies in the world.
Seated a few feet away on a chair was Cassandra Sandsmark, dressed in fresh clothes given to her by Somya after throwing off the bloody tattered ones she had arrived in. Watching her mother closely, Cassandra’s mind was racing, especially after what Ares told her about the curse Circe placed on her mother, slowly destroying her soul bit by bit until she was nothing but a husk.
“Dammit!” In anger at their situation, she crushed the armchair, tearing its arm off like it was made of paper. If she was stronger, faster, and had the heart for it, she would have stopped the Witch, stopped her from hurting her city, the people of SCYTHE, and those caught in the crossfire, stopped her from hurting her mother…
She buried her face into her hands, tears running down her eyes as she despaired. Everything she worked on after Coast City evaporated was ground up under a very powerful enemy out for revenge.
Considering Circe’s ultimatum, her city could well be gone by the time this was over.
“Artemis… please be safe…” she whispered. She had nearly had a panic attack when she heard the news of the Amazon heading to SCYTHE HQ to stop the prison break, and then… nothing. No matter how many times she dialed her phone, there was no one answering, and she feared for the worst.
She heard her mother coughing, and Cassandra was quickly by her side. “Mom!” she called for her, holding her hand.
“Cassandra?...” Her mother said her name weakly. Her skin was becoming paler, a clear sign that the curse spell was working. “Are you… ok?”
“I’m fine, Mom,” Cassandra answered, covering the bandages hidden inside her clothes. “We’re safe. You’re safe.” she said, tightening both her hands around her mothers.
“Did you… break something?” She asked, looking at the chair behind her. “You shouldn’t be… doing that… we are guests…”
Cassandra laughed, her tears falling away. “Sorry… it’s just… it’s been a hell of a week…”
Helena touched her daughter’s cheek, noticing the bandage on it. “You’re… hurt…”
“It’s alright, Mom. Just a few bruises,” Cassandra assured. “You shouldn’t worry, you know I can take it…”
“I am your… mother, Cassandra,” Helena said, facing her daughter. “Demi-God or not… I will always be worried… scared for my little girl.”
Cassandra’s tears came back. Seeing her mother remain strong despite everything made her happy, and she was terrified of losing her.
“So… my soul is cursed?” Helena asked.
“You heard all that?”
“Can’t not… with all the swearing…” Helena noted, giving her daughter a small smile. “You shouldn’t swear at people, Cassandra, especially those who are trying to help.”
“I know, I know,” Cassandra said. She had gone off on Ares after he explained what happened to her mother, and she might have overreacted when she put all her anger on the former War God. “It’s just… I don’t want to lose you… not while we can fix this.”
Helena sat up on her bed, fully facing her daughter. “Which is why… I don’t want you to make the wrong choice.”
“I won’t,” Cassandra said with a low tone. “I will make Circe free you from this curse-”
“No, Cassandra,” Helena grabbed both of Cassandra’s hands with hers. “That is not what I meant…”
Cassandra raised her brows, confused. “Mom?”
“I heard everything… from Circe’s spell… how it works… and how it can be broken…” Helena said, shocking Cassandra. “I know you already decided what you feel you have to do.”
Cassandra didn’t answer, avoiding her mother’s disapproving gaze accusing her. Ares said the quickest way to break the binding and the spell was either by forcing Circe to break it herself or by killing her, severing the connection.
But if what Circe said was true, that Diana decided to kill her instead of making her surrender like everyone else who faced her, that means there was no chance the Witch would submit willingly. She would rather die than give the satisfaction of admitting defeat.
Which left only one solution where she could save her mother.
Helena sighed, knowing what decision her daughter might have made. She held her hand tightly and changed the subject. “I have to tell you something…”
“No, mom. You’re not giving me the ‘Dying Speech’, not while there is a chance we can save you-”
“It’s about your father,” Helena cut her off, shutting Cassandra up. “Your real father…”
Cassandra remembered Circe calling her Daughter of Enlil, not Zeus. Ares said he was a friend of her father, which confused her because Ares hated Zeus, so it wouldn’t make sense that he would help out even if they were his siblings.
“Enlil…” Cassandra said the name aloud, and Helena’s eyes widened, her breath hitching when she heard the name. “Circe… she called me Daughter of Enlil… Child of the Sky...”
Helena took a deep breath, bringing her daughter closer. “Yes… that is true…” she began. “You are not Zeus’s daughter, Cassandra, nor you are an Olympian in any way… but you are in fact… Sumerian… Mesopotamian,” The elder Sandsmark brought her youngest closer and spoke carefully, as if worried that someone might hear them. “Your father is Enlil, the Sumerian God of Wind… and he was the kindest man I have ever known…”
From then on, Helena explained Cassandra’s origins as carefully as possible, pushing on even while the spell affected her. She explained how she met Enlil, a man with golden hair similar to Cassandra’s, who introduced himself as an expert in Mesopotamian history during an expedition in Iraq. They had become rivals at first due to their clashing personalities, but how that developed into respect, to eventually falling in love after a very lengthy adventure that sounded like the plot of The Mummy.
And that love resulted in Cassandra’s birth. He helped raise her with Helena for the first year and a half before he disappeared because he had Olympian enemies and had to leave them to keep them safe.
While she explained all this, Cassandra’s mind went to another piece of critical information. Her father’s true identity had never been the most important thing for her. But what made it important was what Circe told her about Diana’s true reason for coming to Gateway City. It wasn’t just settling in a ‘piss-end of a city’ the more she taught about it, the more she realized the terrifying truth behind her mentor’s reasoning for coming to the city.
Diana was sent to find Cassandra, a Sumerian Demi-God, the Olympians greatest enemy since the Titans, and eliminate her. The prophecy of the Godkiller that they had feared might have come from Cassandra, but all it did was start a long, personal, and bloody war between two women because of the gods' demands for blood.
And now, she, Artemis, and Gateway City suffered the consequences. Even after Diana’s death, Circe would not let her hatred for what had happened to her go, and if it meant destroying her mentor’s legacy, she would do it.
‘Diana…’ Cassandra thought in sadness.
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SCYTHE Sub Base - Industrial District:
“I am not sure how you were able to do it, but you somehow found an ever more depressing place than that HQ of yours. It makes the cell you put us in look like a five-star hotel room,” said one Pamela Isley, formerly Poison Ivy, seated in the middle of a large room behind a large table. Around her were what was left of the SCYTHE agents they had saved during the escape, all working to get the makeshift base they had hidden up and running.
Alexei Abramovici, the Bloodcrow of SCYTHE, glared at the former supervillain, not happy with her comment. He turned to one of his men and began barking orders, “You! Get the goddamn Black Room working! We are running blind here!”
‘Worker drones even without their Commander.’ Pamela looked on unimpressed at the agents. She had never been that sympathetic to the plight of cops getting killed, especially militarized ones. The once mighty and feared peacekeepers of Gateway, who went to war against all the crime syndicates and the Red Centipedes, were now a mere little squad that won’t be able to protect a mini-mart, let alone every escaped convict under the command of the White Magician.
“Man… the signal here sucks!” complained Miguel Barragan by her side, raising his phone and trying to catch any kind of signal. “Could barely talk to my boyfriend when I called him, and can’t connect to the internet,” he complained. He tried once again to call but he couldn’t find a signal. “Useless brick…”
“We are underground in a bunker previously owned by Neo-Nazis, Barragan,” Pamela noted. From what she had heard, this used to be an old RedCent hideout that SCYTHE took over after the war, using it as a smaller base in case of emergency. “Not receiving any signal is part of the appeal of the place.”
“Bunker, huh…” Miguel chuckled. The name Bunker reminded him of the super name that he picked out; the more time passed, the more convinced he was that it was the right one.
Pamela gave a confused look at his expression and shrugged it off. Turning to her right, she saw the silent Emily Sung staring off into the distance. Unlike Barragan, Emily had other matters on her mind. Whatever she sensed or saw back at SCYTHE HQ freaked her out, like seeing something she shouldn’t.
Just as Pamela was about to ask her how she was feeling, a knock on the large blast doors echoed around the base, loud enough for all to hear. Quickly, everyone felt tense, and the SCYTHE agents covered the door as Alexei signaled them to aim their weapons. After the news of the escaped convicts taking control of SCYTHE HQ and their equipment and weaponry, the agents knew that they were being haunted now by the convicts looking for revenge, so they were not taking any chances.
“Would you mind opening the door!” A familiar voice said behind the door, a voice Pamela recognized right away. “I have a bloody Amazon here, and I would like her off my fur!”
“Barbara?” Pamela realized.
“Minerva? As in the Cheetah?” Alexei asked, eyes narrowed with suspicion. “She could be working with them, with the White Magician.”
“She isn’t,” Pamela answered, glaring at the SCYTHE soldier for the accusation. “She would never ally with the psychos you had under lock and key.”
Alexei scoffed. “That woman got a cemetery filled with people who say otherwise, and she hurt the mother of someone I know.”
Before the two could argue, Miguel stood up and decided to take action. He extended his hand, forming a large arm construct from it, and grabbed the handle of the blast door. With one pull, he opened it wide. Barbara entered. Her feline form made some of the SCYTHE agents tense, and weapons were still trained on her.
“Quite the welcoming committee…” she noted in sarcasm. “Now, would you be dears and get this woman some help?” She adjusted the unconscious and bloody Artemis on her back. Her blood covered Barbara’s fur.
“Medic!” Alexei called for an agent nearby before turning to Miguel. “And you, don’t use your freaky powers until I order you to do so.”
“Sorry tin man, I don’t speak fascist,” Miguel responded with a smirk, and Alexei glared at him.
The medic quickly came to Barbara and guided her to a nearby makeshift hospital room, which had a bed and various equipment to help the SCYTHE wounded. Barbara went in haste, and gently, with the help of the medic, they placed the injured Amazon on the bed, her blood soaking the white sheets red.
“How the hell did you even find us?” Alexei asked as he and the others entered. “I made sure I covered all our steps.”
“You did,” Barbara noted, stepping back to let the medic check on Artemis. She turned to Alexei and pointed at her nose. “But one of you has a very special pheromone that I can smell for miles,” she said with a smile as she turned her gaze to Pamela. “Still with those rose scents around you.”
The redhead smiled. “Maybe it’s that mark you left on me.”
“More than you think, Pammy.”
“Christ…” the medic gasped, catching everyone’s attention. “How is she still alive? And how long has she been like this?” He asked, examining the injured Amazon.
Her armor was wholly wrecked, beyond repair. Her headpiece was half broken, and the gauntlets and braces on her arms and legs were dented and unusable. Her injuries were severe: open wounds, slash marks, and burn marks were all over her body, and judging from blows on her armor, she might have had a few broken bones as well.
“Didn’t bother to look at the time with some of the grunts that were sent after us,” Barbara answered, leaning on a nearby chair as fatigue finally set in for her. “But these Amazons are too stubborn to die, and I know that from experience…”
The number of times Barbara thought she had beaten Diana only for the Amazon to get back up and beat her back was many, and it frustrated the woman to no end, but now she couldn’t help but be in awe at the resilience of these warriors.
“Her Amazon gifts will heal her,” Barbara noted. “But I am not sure how long it will take…”
“I doubt it will take more than a few days at least…” the medic noted, bringing out some bandages and wrapping them around her arms. “She will need a miracle to even walk out of here on her own two feet.”
“Uhmm…” Everyone in the room turned to Emily Sung, who stood by the doorway. “I… I think I can help her heal faster.”
Barbara and the medic gave her an odd look. To better explain it, Emily brought her hands together, and a small flame began to form from her palm. However, they weren’t bright orange flames; they were blue flames, and they didn’t feel any heat from them.
“I developed this technique while training,” said Emily. “It's a fire spell that doesn’t burn, but it heals people. I first used it on Miguel when he hurt his hands, and it was instantaneous,” she explained, and Miguel showed his fully healed hand as if he was demonstrating it. “But this will be the first time I will heal someone with this severe of injuries…”
Pamela and Barbara looked at the blue flames with wide eyes. In Pamela’s case, she was told that Emily had powers, and from Miguel’s description, she had the power of all the elements. However, seeing it firsthand and feeling it from just that tiny flame made her sense there was power behind it, warmth, like the sun.
“Do it,” Barbara said, taking a step back. “At this point, if we need magic to get her back into the fight, we better get to it before we lose her for real.” She turned to the shocked medic. This was the first time he would ever see magic in play. “And you, guide her in whatever wounds need to be healed.”
The medic nodded. It was better than nothing. With his guidance and Miguel’s support by her side, Emily went to work to heal Wonder Woman, who was in a state of life and death if they didn’t work fast enough, all while Circe and her crew were out there terrorizing the city.
“What’s the news out there?” Alexei asked after the three left the infirmary room. “We are in the dark here, and I couldn’t radio in anyone with the pieces of junk we got. Not even my brother, who was trying to get as many agents as possible.”
“Brother?” Barbara asked before she realized who his brother was. Her expression became solemn. She remembered the Warhammer who stayed behind to slow Circe and her crew, giving Barbara a chance to escape with Artemis on her back. “The guy with the Hammer…”
Alexei furrowed his brows, noticing the change in her expression. “What happened to my brother?”
Barbara took a deep breath and began explaining everything that had happened: the White Magician’s true identity, her taking over SCYTHE HQ, her ultimatum to Wonder Girl, and finally, Anatoly Abromivici’s sacrifice to save them.
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Somewhere in Gateway…
With the loss of SCYTHE and their headquarters, the surviving agents didn’t have the necessary support from the intel agents in the Black Room to fight off against the newly revived Red Centipedes, now grown more powerful with the help of the escaped convicts, more than happy to exact revenge.
With the bridges closed off, SCYTHE’s weakened state, and Wonder Woman being presumed dead, the city had been thrown into chaos. Streets filled with criminals and looters taking full advantage of what had happened, stealing anything from everyone across the island.
Red Centipedes roamed the streets with military trucks, taken from SCYTHE after their HQ had fallen to the White Magician’s control, making full use of their hardware to hunt down any surviving agent, delivering the message that they were the new peacekeepers of Gateway.
“Let me go!”
A woman, a worker from Taco Whiz, was being dragged from the streets by a group of RedCent grunts. Taken into a nearby corner, the RedCent dropped the worker on the dirty ground. Their eyes had terrible intentions behind them.
“Come on, man,” one RedCent grunt said from behind to his buddy. “We are supposed to find those SCYTHE fuckers, not mess around.”
“You’re serious?” The buddy looked at his friend like he was crazy. “We’ve been locked for months in SCYTHE’s cells; we can have a few minutes of fun.”
“Please! Don’t do this!” The woman screamed, tears falling from her eyes, afraid of what they would do to her. She tried to stand up and run away but was quickly pushed back down on the pavement.
The RedCent approached the woman, who crawled away from them in fear. “Come on, girl, I just need to release all this stress after being locked up for so long!” He proclaimed, giving the woman a leery look before turning to his buddy. “Hey man, I can share! Maybe we can get someone else from the street-”
The RedCent stopped speaking, catching his breath for a moment after he saw his buddy lying on the ground face first, knocked out cold. Looking up, his eyes widened in shock when he saw the person standing before him. “You’re… you were supposed to be dead?!”
Covered in heavy bandages and wrecked NIGHT armor, and carrying a mace in his hand and a pissed-off look on his face, Commander Hector Hall stood before the RedCent grunt like a dark spectre coming back to life. Kicking the knocked-out buddy aside, the Commander looked between the grunt and the terrified woman before he hardened his glare at the RedCent.
“Stay back!” The RedCent grunt aimed his weapon, hands shaking in fear. “I said stay the fuck back-”
In a moment, Hall moved at such a speed he looked like a blur, cutting the distance between the two. With one swing of his mace, he smacked him squarely on the head, sending him to the ground.
Hall turned to the woman he saved, who looked at him in horror. “Go… get to safety…”
Without another word, the woman ran toward the exit and into the streets, away from the alley. Now alone with the two RedCents, Hall grabbed the knocked-out buddy and woke him up, making the man see the bandaged-up Hall looking down at him with hateful eyes.
“You… I want you to send your boss a message…” Hall began, making him face the Commander. “Tell the White Magician, Circe, that I am declaring war on her and on anyone who stands by her side.” He turned and walked up to the other grunt, who was crawling away from the Commander in fear, grabbing his bleeding head. He begged for his life, but Hall ignored his pleas. “And this, this is for my men that you Centipedes have killed…”
He lifted his bloody mace and brought it down like a hammer on the begging Red Centipede as his buddy looked on in horror. He lifted it up once more to reveal the man’s head was crushed like a watermelon.
Commander Hector Hall was still alive, and as long as he was still breathing, SCYTHE would remain standing to fight against all threats against Gateway City.
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Wonder Women Vol 3.

Previous Issue <> Next Issue

This is likely the most important message I’ll have ever written, so I sincerely hope that you at least read it. I put all of my heart, and soul into this. I remembered our true identity, and I’m called to share this with others:
There’s only one of us here, every single person, every event, and every single piece of matter, is actually one singular identity. We all share that one identity in a unitive state outside of time and space, where there is no duality, and nothing can ever be separated.. and where nothing can ever be unknown. We (our singular shared identity) asked the question “What would it be like to not know myself?” And this reality, or rather, this experience of having an individual self; this “illusion of separation” is the answer to that one question. We’re all supposed to rediscover our true shared identity. Our true identity is most closely defined as timeless, formless, awareness. It’s completely empty, and whole, and perfect. It’s an identity of absolute no identity, it is a state of being, best described as emptiness, nothingness, or void. It can best be thought of as a blank canvas with infinite energy, and infinite potential to be anything, and everything. While it can sound kind of sad at first to be fundamentally empty by nature, it is exactly because we are empty, or because we are absolute nothingness, that we can truly be anything, and everything. That is our true identity. Each person with a sense of self is a fractal of this singular shared identity. Eventually, everyone will remember, and everyone will rediscover our true identity as the “the only one who has always existed”. You can also think of it as “God” but I’d personally choose another word, because to me “God” signifies that there is some separation, or distance between us and the one true identity. But, all of humanity is that one true identity. On the other side, it’s recognized that there is only one, and all memories are shared as one, meaning all memories are experiences of the self, because there can be nothing outside of the self. Even here in duality, we only have the illusion of being separate. But, this new level of awareness, that of our true identity, is about to drastically change that.
Think about it: imagine being the only one who has always existed; in a reality outside of time, and space, where there is no ending, and no beginning. Existing forever as one, in a place where there can be nothing that is ever unknown.. Honestly, from the perspective of my ego, it’s fucking terrifying. But from the perspective of our true shared identity, it’s best defined as love. What might our true identity choose to experience with such circumstances? We are truly an infinite being, and infinitely powerful.
To me, it’s so beautiful… yet sad. I suppose I should say it’s hauntingly beautiful. Especially because this experience we call life is a gift of rediscovery that we have bestowed upon ourselves.. yet, so many are quick to throw it away, and hope for some heaven that doesn’t actually exist. There is an afterlife, but from our true identity’s perspective, this experience is the gift. Meaning, once we remember who we are, we can truly create heaven here on earth. Yet, because of the veil of forgetfulness, we currently see the afterlife as the gift to strive for, and to look forward too while we’re humans. Duality is an illusion, meaning the distinction between being alive, and dead, is just a concept of duality. No one can ever truly be alive, or dead, for that matter. This experience is but an answer to one simple question that we asked ourselves, and this life in duality is the gift, the true heaven. 99% of people aren’t ready for this understanding. But, there are many others that volunteered to help humanity rediscover our oneness. I am one of those, but there are many others. We’re very early in the rediscovery process. Humanity will continue to remember, until eventually our shared identity is rediscovered, understood, and embodied amongst us all. I have truly remembered, or rediscovered our singular shared identity, and from this perspective, there is no distinction between others, and self. From such perspective, there is only one of us here. However, I still have the distinction of being my ego, or my persona known as Bryan, as well as being our true identity. It’s a dance between these two identities, meaning that rediscovering our true identity doesn’t necessarily erase who you are, so people shouldn’t fear rediscovering who we are. Once everyone remembers, we will realize that nothing is impossible. Our true identity is so much greater than anything else we could ever imagine. Especially when using limited human concepts of duality, as far as trying to define our true identity.
The best way I can think to describe the truth, is to say.. people are like leaves on a tree, growing, living, and dying; each leaf believing it’s separate, only to rediscover they were never the leaves, because every leaf is actually the tree. The tree of life is symbolic of this truth. Never forget, you’re so special, and so loved. The truth of who we are is so vast, and so great, that the weight of our true identity has scared most of humanity into unconsciously not wanting to remember. As open minded as I am, it’s even been difficult for me to accept, as it drastically destroyed my sense of self. But, hopefully, some of this will act as a catalyst for remembering that familiar timelessness, and hopefully it will ease the process of rediscovery.
If you need something more fundamentally religious, or familiar as a comparison, I’d say that this is essentially what is known as the “Second Coming of Jesus Christ” or “Christ Consciousness”. It’s not that Jesus Christ will literally reincarnate, (although he likely has many times) but, that the awareness of who we are will come to truly inhabit these physical forms we dwell in. Just as that awareness came to dwell within Jesus Christ. However you wish to define it, it’s not important. The most important thing, is holding, and embodying that awareness of our true identity as being “The One”. If you don’t remember anything I’ve mentioned, if none of it feels familiar, or if you don’t resonate with it, it’s all good! No need to explain if you’re not feeling it, because I know with certainty that everyone will remember when the time is right. This was a major download of sorts, and it’s been incrementally settling into my mind for years now. But, you will remember when the time is right.
Welcome to our community, if you're here, it's not by chance. You were guided here by our true identity. I wish to spread love to all of humanity, and I wish to help all other selves remember who they are... no, who "we" are. We're the only one who's always existed. We're the only one who can exist. We're the only one who will ever exist, and we will continue to exist. Let that sink in: you're the only one who's ever existed, forever, and always. Let's remember, and let's all awaken to our one and only true identity. Let's all awaken to a conception of reality far greater than our egos could ever imagine.

The guy in front of me was copying for 3 whole hours in yesterday's audit paper. No he wasn't copying from me or anyone else. Guess what? He was copying from fucking paper chits. PAPER CHITS!! For 3 whole hours. Is this the level of CA exam has become? He had four fucking days to study. If he did even then he could score passing marks.
Oh btw I sit in the first row second bench.
Sure I was impressed in the beginning that he had the guts to do this but after a few chits it became irritating kept pulling out chits from his pocket, copying answers and hiding in his pants in the back. Got shit scared what if his chit fell in front of my feet while I wasn't paying attention and the teacher caught me instead. I guess the teacher was blind to notice anything.
Yeah impressive that he was daring and stuff but it feels a bit off yaar we gave so much of our time to this course and attempts as well then there is this guy with zero INTEGRITY (if you get that joke)
TL;DR Guy in front of me was copying from paper chits.

Hi I'm a returning player from launch who's tried playing two weeks ago then realized New seasons starts. Now that it has started I just have questions on what exactly I should be doing.
I've gotten to world tier 4 and am around level 60 and have only been doing hell tides. What other content should I be running at this point for better loot and what exactly should I be progressing at this point.
Thanks for any answers.

Previously posted in discord by multiple group members.
Still WIP
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https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkxq0ZnFYocliIk5g2u_UdUZRDwpxuc4FMh Debt base Economy explanation, government spending under Democrats
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxAk4Zm2lxbtvqEazMXu0FZ_lwK0rdjs_W Professional trader habits
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkxn6kg1Pi-GVfXYxQ9gCSx36hDrcBfWaPI When you cant manage the data flow, you cant use it memo
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxDvijqhLZpj1PjHCMuB5lw06JVqqsPc1t Memo on good idea is seldom and value requires scarcity and utility
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkxwg_tahfMcO6_nnCM2ZQAso_3DIgVS5gV Sentiment on rotation to the top memo - nobody wants it
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxZvuNUI5X3i0fOsntLwPU-fPQ-FfW6QBr Best of breed
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxAJLoZuWnTNDKc793xvBn_Z01bUphdpuv What the crowd does
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxR8iZck8a6EkmHOcBcVROpAOjEEo_QtGO Japan - The carry trade and why we watch the YEN
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxyvL3t1R3KbFCP5a-ROWrClRMkbkXE0fe Economists are clueless
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxsjVrJzJJ94eFpCc6V4299ZQww-stfOFP Tesla - Arc & Probably needs consolidation
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxzVwbfPERuc1DEWSj0WZqnlEPVwwc0Lpm Unity - Been a Long Time
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxB8ON2jDIFAIA_BADJC_RJsho0yp-MGfo Rotation of sentiments of crowd and marketing phase
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxfO1TqBMKTO1ZbngTU5jdZwsu6_5d1up6 smart money (e.g. goldman sachs in this clip) bullshitting the crowd
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkxvw-yvYNdmPv9ekoM76iu8xJK7niQvdE7 TM_HMC_japan - don't sleep on Japan
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxMtNza7rjujyNMXZNvbDXPc9J2FpvHdq5 Bias & People deleting information
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkx8YrM1Ps-AxSoUe1jtEuPO-vx-BbE1MpB Bias & People deleting information - emotion and ego
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxcDBNVvhDWXip8x2N4xV_55PL1hkBimSP Detecting Emotions within self is a skill to develop and how we correlate like a school of Fish.
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxLyW76I4Ykt6LZth9vVIeqBvbGvydhLd- SPY Emotional Levels - box ranges
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxXjaWFHn57-ME-auOaeKBMFo-0MJCK5mt 1/atometh memo - defi
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxdgPMMTveupZa-Jdr8dvME_lLFJuA5GaH 1/atometh memo second part
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxI3NOZJsydIBPZy3xQ2c8loPuRfGkCLeF Where bad ideas come from... memo on behavior! - dunning kruger effect, empty bell makes the most noise
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxzaMRBzYUZo2UsaEGKVKR00N8g4voM5ji BTC & ETH not targeted by SEC
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxbkRh5G6F1nXCvejweGcGCx99I7mXFusn memo on planing for breakout, localised monopoly free and clear.
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxQeY_6i6FEjKsC4wRBaKwCz2E70CCoIpc Price is people 💀 - mass shootings
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxNWKCsJnUp8goTdqjlBbjcAc45SUbCjJM Sympathy plays 🔮
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkx2DDHPjBEXRI3rNAiOzQgS1pzOpTgqt2j darth maul move after fed announcement
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxT8XNCfA7ydDtd_78xA_2WPVyMzEm1vzs How misinformation spreads among people
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkxr5HkBp1sYdYYFdLlxA0Z4fUWAeH8kEJ_ Media writers are the point of value in the sea of shit and are clueless about the market
https://youtube.com/clip/Ugkx6WM9HxmMnKziP-yn6GBshuDIz7HiljBv Dow/Gold ratio -- using the ratio to track how Bob Pisani misleads the crowd
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxKU3SBRgBj3TAcz5HZ0jAP47CRCBJF7b2 quad witching day is noisy - caution
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxD554zo5j9erz9d3sUnCneun0yIZpOmFx Close Emotional Extremes and Interaction
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxbBOuFMfAzAaVou3l7z23HF7hcucrum0D backwadation explained
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxzagKnzgubOy-CSIYxiViUSZPZidGv_Cw How bias works - deletion of information

Somewhere deep in the city, in a dark tavern lit by only a few torches, hums in a bored drone as a drunken pirate spits out an intelligible tale of them escaping a foreign armada, lacking even the eloquence of a toddler as he yammered on through his rotten teeth.
A sudden thud cut his voice, a dagger slammed onto the table, a hooded figure suddenly emerged from the corner, a very curt.
“Quiet.”
The pirate raised a brow, asking the mysterious man if he had anything better to say.
“You want a story? I’ll tell you the very reason that this city stands, why we’re all even alive, and the group of heroes who did that.”
Riches. Glory. Power. It didn’t matter what called us to arms, only that we answered.
Love Fantasy? Love World building? Love a bit of Romance?
I wanna combine all of these things to make a great story, a group of heroes going on a grand journey to save the world, their friends, and those that are a bit more (Thinking strong FxF and FxM relationships)
I love adding side characters and villians, as well as more temporary people/factions, when I combine the two things I most think of fantasy; adventuring parties with some sort of cliche but still fun adventures to save people and fight monsters, the whole 9 yards

I’m doing a nurse degree with many students on visas. I received a job offer in my field, and while I don't want to show off, people kept discussing job searches in class and asking me about it. When I answer that I got the job, they started complaining about how easy it is for permanent resident like me to get those kinds of jobs compared to them. They kept highlighting my residency in all their job search conversations, making it seem like I got the job solely because of it. I don’t know their academic level back in their countries but some of them been here since at least December and still cannot find a Macca job so who they are to judge me! They choose to come here to live a life on hard mode why have to bring my little success down?
I understand they are on big pressure to find job to sponsor their visa and also understand companies want to avoid those visa hassle, but it's not true that citizens and residents here don't have to work hard to get jobs! If they were kinder, I might share my experience and help them to look out for job if I see any in my workplace. But not anymore!

For most SaaS founders, it’s not because your marketing sucks.
It’s because it lacks clarity.
My 11 questions marketing clarity audit can help you with that.
What is the Zeitgeist? - What's happening in the world/ecosystem right now that could affect your market and, therefore, your growth?
What's really my business? - Make sure to identify your business — it's often not what you think it is. e.g. If you’re in the coaching business, you really are in the motivation business
What is the real problem in my market? - Usually, if you've answered the other two questions correctly, you'll discover this problem (and it's often different from what you think).
How sophisticated is my market? - This can be determined by analyzing the sellers/buyers in your market and the size of the market (the more sellers, the more promises, the more sophisticated the market, THUS the more skeptical).
How mature is my market? - The more mature the market, the more demanding it will be and the more it will reject BS.
What is the main emotion of the market? - The emotion that makes your audience feel fulfilled.
Do I have an audience of 0 or 100? - 0 being those who are just discovering the market, the problem, etc.
Am I selling a painkiller or a vitamin? - Better sell a painkiller (ALWAYS)
What is the audience's awareness level? - Basically, what your audience knows about the offers in the market and what you offer.
What is my positioning? - Does the audience know where to place me in their minds?
Can I say my offer in one simple sentence? - Can you say what you offer in one clear sentence?
P.S. Beyond marketing, your product has to be good, and the churn rate is a good way to know if that’s the case.

Someone with the new background?
And is it worth to spend over 230M coins to upgrade enemy skip level in the workshop ?

Background : I am 21M about to turn 22. I am a recent engg. grad. I earn well for my experience (atleast according to standards of my country). I have a brother (15M) and Mom (43). My dad passed away 2 years back and my mom was always a stay-at-home-mom/doing gigs as a hobby, never as a neccessity.
My mom started to work when my dad passed but was treated v. poorly at the workplace she joined and was paid pennies for working 8-9hrs. She was fired after 6 months. She's been unemployed since then. I want her to have a comfortable life and I earn enough to provide (although at the cost of delaying my own plans for future). Recently she's started taking things for granted, asking for more and more money. Made me join a job that I hated when I got laid off just because "I should not forget that I have responsibilites" which I don't disagree. She just lays around at home doing nothing, not even the gigs she used to do. I asked her to get a job or atleast do something productive (not asking to make money, just do something atleast, start a venture, just anything other than laying around) where she starts crying and being emotional and says "Have I become a burden to everyone", "Pay me back for the years I spent raising you", "You're being hurtful", I don't know how to answer to that.
I endup becoming the villan. My brother says that I am being a tyrant just because I earn and provide doesn't mean I get to tell them what to do. My mom gossips to my nan (her mom) where I am portrayed as a bad son who in turn gossips to my aunts. None of them know or care about what I went through or am going through. I didn't come home for 6-7 months after my dad died and no one bothered to call. Not even my brother and mom (apart from the occasional one from her). My brother's a teen and I know kids that age have "f*ck you stay away you worthless pos" attitude towards authority figures but goddamn does it hurt. I feel like an ATM being tossed around.
My dad left some property which now my mom owns. I asked for a loan on my half of the inheritance to my mom for masters (I can't get an education loan without collateral or really bad terms) she agreed first but stated that I would be abandoning any right to the inheritance if she does that which I agreed to but later she refused stating its her property and my half is the of what will be left of it and my brother needs it more than me for his education (I paid for my own college fees). Whatever's left after that will be divided.
I feel like my mom's the kid and I'm the parent. I see everyone my age cruising around, getting a break and I envy them. Yes I make waaaaaaay more than what my peers by god's grace make but that's at the cost of my mental health. Also making money amounts to nothing since all my money goes to my family.
Am I greedy or irresponsible for wanting a break? How do I deal with this.

i (23F) recently started going to therapy and originally it was for depression and anxiety. i’m a college student and these last two semesters have quite literally dragged me down mentally until my brain just felt paralyzed and i almost failed both semesters.
i went to a therapist/counselor on campus and she brought up ADD based on all that i disclosed about my experience in college and how i felt lazy and yet i cannot bring myself to do my assignments until i have to force myself on the due date. i didn’t take her ADD statement as a diagnosis but i did keep it in the back of my mind. i’m a psych major so i’ve learned bits and pieces of ADD/ADHD. as much as i identified with the symptoms i could find in my textbook, i didn’t want to self-diagnose and ultimately dropped the subject.
a few weeks after that, i was becoming increasingly frustrated and just said f*ck it and booked an appointment with a therapist under my insurance. i didn’t bring up the ADD i just answered his questions. technically, i am clinically depressed but he also brought up the possibility of ADHD. i was hesitant to accept what he was telling me until he explained that ADHD doesn’t “develop”, instead it’s “in us from the beginning”.
currently i am looking for a permanent therapist so i can look into being tested for ADHD but i don’t know how to ask or what to say.
how do i go to a therapist and explain i may have ADHD without sounding like i’m begging for medication?

Me (F 20) and my gf (F 20) we've been together for almost 2 years na, mejo LDR din kami pero madalas naman kaming magkita kasi yung madadaanan namin papunta sa campus namin halfway lang. Lately this year lang, madalas syang magtampo or magalit over what you would call "mababaw na dahilan". Disclaimer lang, im not downplaying her feelings, i know magkakaiba tayo ng level ng sensitiveness and issues sa mga bagay bagay and i respect that pero some of her reasons are just beyond my level of understanding. Here are some of them: (im trying my best to relay them na hindi one sided ang dating so bear with me)

1. she joked about how i always play or hangout with my friends sa umaga kung wala akong pasok (i update her naman from time to time) and that i always talk to her pag gabi lang, she told me na baka hindi ko na raw sya gusto and all that and i responded "i still love you, i just have a life". she was fuming mad and told how offended she was, she kept telling me how could i say that to her and how inappropriate of a joke that was. ako naman i said sorry pero i kept explaining na that's not how i meant it naman, na i just mean it as is.
2. she randomly messaged me at night "what if you're losing me", so naki sympathize nako sinabi ko na pag may arguements kami, i feel that way rin sometimes pero i don't let that feeling dictate me naman what to do. sabay sabi nya na "wow, ouch so im losing you na pala? sakit naman nyan" tapos sabi ko na "didn't u just told me na im losing you" sinagot nya ako ng "what if lang naman yon, ikaw im losing you na pala"
3. panuorin daw namin yung final episode ng fav nyang kdrama ng sabay, i told her na wag nalang kasi gusto ko mag usap pa kami. later that night nakatulog na sya so im left wide awake at night, i decided na panuorin na yung final episode. kinabukasan habang mag kasama kami pinapanuod nya yung final episode sa phone nya tapos i told her na napanuod ko na nga kagabi, she was mad ulit sakin, it became a huge argument bakit hindi ko sya kasabay manuod ng last episode na yon when she's literally watching it on the phone na before even knowing na napanuod ko na, di nya rin naman ako inaya ng time na yon manuod ng sabay sakanya
4. me, my bff (her cousin), and her has a GC, so nung nag away kami ng dad ko, dun ako nag kwento sa gc namin cus i didnt wanna always repeat yung mga kwento ko so i decided dun nalang para both nila makita ng sabay. she got mad ulit kasi bakit daw sa gc ko lang sinabi, sana sakanya daw muna ko lumapit, i told her na gusto ko rin kasing ikwento dun nga sa pinsan nya na best friend ko rin, sabi nya pinili ko lang daw yung kung anong convinient w/o thinking about her feelings
5. pauwi na sya, galing kami sa mall kasi kumain, she kept insisting na wag ko na raw sya ihatid so i told her "sige na titignan nalang kita, di mo rin sure baka nakasunod ako sayo" nagtuloy tuloy na sya sa pag tawid pero di ko na sya sinundan, maya maya may tumawag saking kakilala ko, nung nakita kong nakatawid na sya at tuloy tuloy lang pag lakad, sumigaw nalang ako ng "ingat!" saka ko hinabol ung kakilala ko para magsabay nalang kami pauwi. paguwi ko sobrang cold nya sakin, saka inamin na nagalit sya kasi "hinayaan ko" raw sya hindi ko manlang daw sya hinatid, nagsorry ako at kinwento ko sakanya na may nakasalubong akong kakilala ko at saka sya naman ang nag insist na wag ko na syang ihatid, tinanong ko rin sya anong pwede kong gawin para di na maulit pero sinasagot nya lang ako ng "wag na" tapos galit na galit parin sya sakin. hindi ko manlang daw sya tinawag para ipakilala don sa kakilala kong nakasalubong ko. i made her feel like a random person daw.

Bakit ako yung gago: Kada magtatampo sya ng ganon, palagi kong dinidefend lang yung sarili ko imbis na intindihin or tanggapin nalang yung dahilan ng pag tatampo nya. Nagagalit rin ako sakanya pag nagtatampo sya ng ganyan kasi para sakin hindi makatwiran yung rason or dahilan ng galit nya.
just last night sinabi nya sakin na nahihirapan na daw sya magsabi sakin ng tampo nya kasi kada mag sasabi raw ako palagi akong may rason or explaination at totoo naman, lagi kong dinedefend agad yung sarili ko pag alam ko naman sa sarili kong wala akong nagawang mali. i just feel exhausted na talaga sa mga ganitong away na sobrang liit lang naman tapos biglang lumalaki ng sobra, i admit mabagal din akong maka pick up ng mga cues kung ano bang dapat gawin kaya feeling ko ako rin yung gago kasi dapat tinatanggap ko nalang ung mga galit nya sakin instead na idefend ko yung sarili ko. ano bang pwedeng gawin sa sitwasyong to?