Pen uk 250 mg
2 years long hauler 95% recovered in less than 2 months
2024.05.16 05:04 Virtual_Switch6996 2 years long hauler 95% recovered in less than 2 months
I want to start by saying I am aware everyone's case is different. I'm not stating this is the ultimate cure for everyone since long covid is a unique case for each individual.
So I started experiencing long covid since Jan 2022 after an infection that passed fairly quickly, i got the vaccine a few weeks after. By July 2022 I starting experiencing strange symptoms which I know now to be long covid. I had two symptoms: A pressure throbbing facial pain 24/7 behind my nose, eyes and forehead and an elevated temperature 99.5-100F. I did the initial rounds like we all have and everything kept coming back normal, got on nerve medications but they failed. They told me I had atypical facial pain trigeminal neuralgia type 2. I was pretty much left in the dark. I didn't know what I had could possibly be long covid until March 2024. After finding people similar to my case, I talked to my doctor about it and started researching.
March 2024 I was put on Nurtec ODT this helped me manage my pain to some level, its used for migraines
April 2024: I started targeting the viral load and spike protein degeneration via supplementation and prescriptions.
Prescriptions:
****IMPORTANT: STOPPED TAKING MAGNESIUM. I see people reacting to food even on low histamine diets. I had to even stop my multivitamin. Why cut magnesium off? My provider told me that mRNA strand was cut using an enzyme that is activated with magnesium, and deactivated with NAC, EDTA, high doses of vitamin C or glutathione. IF anyone knows how enzymes work, they help chemical reactions by catalyzing them to completion. I suspect this is why I still was reacting to food even on a low histamine diet.
Also could be why carnivore diet helps long haulers bc there is less magnesium in red meat, higher concentrations are in fruits and even higher in vegetables. Still some amount of magnesium will enter your body its in most foods and impossible to get 100% around it, but lowering it as much as you can could really help in your recovery.
Through out this whole process i started developing other covid symptoms I didn't have the past 2 years, I knew this was a good sign because they would only last 24hrs max. For example: Chest tightness, shortness of breath going up steps, fatigue. Recently I developed strange rotten smells and a metallic taste in my mouth. ALL of these were signs I was well on my way to recovery because my atypical facial pain and elevated temperature was 95% gone. Now I don't have ANY symptoms at all.
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So I started experiencing long covid since Jan 2022 after an infection that passed fairly quickly, i got the vaccine a few weeks after. By July 2022 I starting experiencing strange symptoms which I know now to be long covid. I had two symptoms: A pressure throbbing facial pain 24/7 behind my nose, eyes and forehead and an elevated temperature 99.5-100F. I did the initial rounds like we all have and everything kept coming back normal, got on nerve medications but they failed. They told me I had atypical facial pain trigeminal neuralgia type 2. I was pretty much left in the dark. I didn't know what I had could possibly be long covid until March 2024. After finding people similar to my case, I talked to my doctor about it and started researching.
March 2024 I was put on Nurtec ODT this helped me manage my pain to some level, its used for migraines
April 2024: I started targeting the viral load and spike protein degeneration via supplementation and prescriptions.
Prescriptions:
- Ivermectin - every other day for 6 days, now once a week. I will keep doing this for many more months regardless, and if i get infected again it will be first thing i take for 3 days straight. I saw this work first hand on my dad in 2021 but I didn't take it when i got infected.
- Clarithromycin - Currently finishing up my 2 week course i got this for SIBO overgrowth from covid immune suppression. Its showing up on long haulers, overgrowth can cause brain fog and headaches. You can ask your provider for a test.
- NAC - 500mg 2x a day for spike protein denaturation
- Vit C - 1500-2000mg a day
- Glutathione 250 mg once a day for spike protein denaturation
- Nicotine gum - 2mg 2x a day (To bind to the acetylcholine receptors covid binds to, so it can be released and broken down with supplements)
- Quercetin - 1x a day
- Antihistamine - Allegra D 1x a day with a low histamine diet.
- Vitamin B complex (therapeutic doses for nerve regeneration) - Brand: Nuphoria.com
- Oregano oil - Antibacterial, antifungal, antiviral 2x a day for 3 weeks with a one week break in between.
- Gut repai recover supplement - Brand: Mybrainco.com
- Licorice root tea - Natural blood thinner that got recommended to me for possible covid microclotting
- ashwagandha - 1x a day at bedtime, helps with covid.
****IMPORTANT: STOPPED TAKING MAGNESIUM. I see people reacting to food even on low histamine diets. I had to even stop my multivitamin. Why cut magnesium off? My provider told me that mRNA strand was cut using an enzyme that is activated with magnesium, and deactivated with NAC, EDTA, high doses of vitamin C or glutathione. IF anyone knows how enzymes work, they help chemical reactions by catalyzing them to completion. I suspect this is why I still was reacting to food even on a low histamine diet.
Also could be why carnivore diet helps long haulers bc there is less magnesium in red meat, higher concentrations are in fruits and even higher in vegetables. Still some amount of magnesium will enter your body its in most foods and impossible to get 100% around it, but lowering it as much as you can could really help in your recovery.
Through out this whole process i started developing other covid symptoms I didn't have the past 2 years, I knew this was a good sign because they would only last 24hrs max. For example: Chest tightness, shortness of breath going up steps, fatigue. Recently I developed strange rotten smells and a metallic taste in my mouth. ALL of these were signs I was well on my way to recovery because my atypical facial pain and elevated temperature was 95% gone. Now I don't have ANY symptoms at all.
2024.05.16 04:44 Ok_Bit_2715 Water weight Trt/HCG
Been on Trt for roughly 6 months and HCG was added 2 months ago. Male:42 Weight: 272-279 lbs Height: 6ft 4in
Test Cyp 200 mg: 0.5ml twice a week Pregnyl 10000: 250 twice a week Anastrozole: .25 twice a week
Since October 2023 I’ve lost roughly 40 lbs down to 270lbs. Lifting 4-6 times a week on a training plan. Get roughly 7k-10k steps a day in stairmaster and additional 2-3 times a week. The past 2-3 weeks I’m up roughly 10 lbs. my diet has been solid with 297g protein, 132g fats 120g carbs.
Anyone else experience water weight on HCG. Thoughts on what I need to do for better weight loss?
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Test Cyp 200 mg: 0.5ml twice a week Pregnyl 10000: 250 twice a week Anastrozole: .25 twice a week
Since October 2023 I’ve lost roughly 40 lbs down to 270lbs. Lifting 4-6 times a week on a training plan. Get roughly 7k-10k steps a day in stairmaster and additional 2-3 times a week. The past 2-3 weeks I’m up roughly 10 lbs. my diet has been solid with 297g protein, 132g fats 120g carbs.
Anyone else experience water weight on HCG. Thoughts on what I need to do for better weight loss?
2024.05.16 04:11 cinephileindia2023 Inks and fountain pens in the UK
I am traveling to the UK for a few days in the summer. Are there any inks or pens that are available in the UK that are cheaper there than in the US?
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2024.05.16 03:44 Nervous-Peak6790 [REQ] £250 Glasgow,Uddingston , UK repay £300 (07/06/2024) (paypal)
need some cash to sort a few unexpected expenses. can provide proof ill be able to repay on the date.
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2024.05.16 01:36 SevelarianVelaryon As a Fixer fan, what two of these rolls are better?
https://imgur.com/a/wDO3fqw
First is:
Rolled both these today, i've used the first for the most of the day and it generally feels good. The second i've only done a couple of events and popped some overworld mobs, it also seems nice, but my Gun-Fu feels a bit more janky with it (aka running outta AP).
The 100% Instigating sounds good in practice, but I feel like Armor Pen is more important overall as I'm not a sneak commando and more of a VATS run n gunner poppin crits. i'm very selective with mag dumping enemies, I'd rather crit em to save bullets.
Just wondering what one to rock until I gather more scrip for MORE ROLLS!!! :)
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First is:
- 50% Armor Penetration *
- +25% Weapon Speed **
- +250 DR while Reloading (lol) ***
- 100% DMG Against Full Health targets *
- 25% Weapon Speed **
- +15 Bonus VATS Crit Charge ***
The 100% Instigating sounds good in practice, but I feel like Armor Pen is more important overall as I'm not a sneak commando and more of a VATS run n gunner poppin crits. i'm very selective with mag dumping enemies, I'd rather crit em to save bullets.
Just wondering what one to rock until I gather more scrip for MORE ROLLS!!! :)
2024.05.16 01:28 Accomplished-Ad-5655 [WTS] [UK] TWSBI ECO-T, Fisher AG7, Lamy Al-Star - priced to sell
Timestamp and pics below:
Prices all inclusive of shipping within the UK.
TWSBI ECO-T Clear, Fine Nib, Condition [B], £20
Thanks for looking.
submitted by Accomplished-Ad-5655 to Pen_Swap [link] [comments]
Prices all inclusive of shipping within the UK.
TWSBI ECO-T Clear, Fine Nib, Condition [B], £20
- Comes with the original box, tool, and lubricant. I did cut the foam inside the box to fit another pen and use it as a pencilcase, but doesn't impact its utility.
- Writing sample included in link.
- Some ink stuck in the top section of the cap.
- Seen some light use, only at home. No major scratches or dents. Never used the clip, tension is good.
- Pen is inked as shown in the pictures - will clean and empty before posting.
- Sold as seen, no packaging.
- Pen has seen moderate use.
- No scratches or dents visible. Very tiny coating faded at the top rim of the clip where the button is, but barely visible. Clip tension is good.
- Still has original pressurised refill (PR4 Black Medium).
- Timestamp on post-it is written using this pen.
- Sold as seen, no packaging.
- Comes with LAMY converter.
- Comes with standard F nib, and a Lx EF nib which I bought separately which was £13.
- Pen has seen light use.
- Still very good condition, only used at home. No dents or scratches. Some very faint spots where the black coating has come off at the tail of the pen. Barely visible.
- Never used the clip, tension is good.
- Writing sample included in link.
- Pen is inked as shown in the pictures - will clean and empty before posting.
Thanks for looking.
2024.05.16 00:06 crimsonwhisper567 What are the 10 Best Earbuds Right now in 2024. My Recommendations and Top Picks Reviewed.
After tirelessly seeing so many post on what is the best Earbuds under $50, Under $100, $200, $300 etc. What is the best earbuds for this and that. I have decided to hopefully do a comprehensive post to address this. I might not be perfect but feel free to put your responses in the comments. Offer your constructive suggestions. Share your insights and your opinions.
This list came out of my testing and having some of these earbuds personally. Some by much research and review of hundreds of comments from this subreddit as well as helpful articles. I hope someone will find this helpful.
To help you make an informed decision, I have curated this expert-reviewed list from my experience as well as other blogs of the 10 best earbuds for 2024 across various categories and budgets. See references below if you wish to research more.
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If you ask for my Option. Go with the Technics AZ80 Or the Jabra Elite 10 for the Best of the Overall Sound and experience.
best wireless earbuds 2024, top noise cancelling earbuds, earbuds with great sound quality, workout earbuds, budget earbuds
Sources and References that I used in my Research:
https://electricfieldsfestival.com/
https://www.cnn.com/cnn-underscored/reviews/best-true-wireless-earbuds
https://www.techradar.com/news/audio/best-in-ear-headphones-1276925
https://www.engadget.com/best-wireless-earbuds-120058222.html
https://www.rtings.com/headphones/reviews/best/wireless-earbuds
https://www.myearfun.com/
https://www.headphonesty.com
https://www.digitalreviews.net
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This list came out of my testing and having some of these earbuds personally. Some by much research and review of hundreds of comments from this subreddit as well as helpful articles. I hope someone will find this helpful.
To help you make an informed decision, I have curated this expert-reviewed list from my experience as well as other blogs of the 10 best earbuds for 2024 across various categories and budgets. See references below if you wish to research more.
The 10 Best Wireless Earbuds for iPhone and Androids
Most of the can be purchase on https://amazon.com for a great price.1. Technics AZ80 - Best Earbuds for Music and Sound Quality
https://electricfieldsfestival.com/technics-az80-wireless-earbuds-review/Key Features:
- Audiophile-grade sound with LDAC support
- Effective hybrid noise cancellation
- Multipoint connectivity and long battery life
- Premium build quality
Pros:
- Exceptional sound quality and audio codecs
- Effective hybrid noise cancellation
- Multipoint connectivity and long battery
- Premium durable build
- Quality Build and High End Feel
- Expensive
- Design may not suit all ears
2. Jabra Elite 10 - Best Earbuds for Ultimate sound & comfort
https://www.digitalreviews.net/reviews/audio/jabra-elite-10-comes-with-a-cherry-on-top/Key Features:
- Well-balanced sound quality
- Great call quality and noise cancellation
- Comfortable fit and long battery life
- Multipoint connectivity and wireless charging
Pros:
- Balanced performance across the board
- Excellent for calls and video meetings
- Comfortable secure fit
- Long battery life and wireless charging
- Sound quality not as refined as premium options
- No auto-pause/play sensor
3. Sony WF-1000XM5 - Best Earbuds for Phone Calls
https://www.rtings.com/headphones/reviews/best/wireless-earbudsKey Features:
- Excellent noise cancellation
- Improved sound quality over XM4
- Comfortable new compact design
- Long battery life and quick charging
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- Best-in-class noise cancellation
- Excellent sound quality
- Compact and comfortable fit
- Long battery life with quick charging
- Expensive
- Touch controls can be finicky
4. Bose QuietComfort Ultra - Best Noise Cancellation Earbuds
https://electricfieldsfestival.com/bose-quietcomfort-ultra-earbuds-review/Key Features:
- Industry-leading noise cancellation performance
- Aware mode for environmental awareness
- Secure and comfortable fit
- Impressive battery life
Pros:
- Unbeatable noise cancellation
- Comfortable secure fit
- Impressive 24-hour battery life
- Aware mode for environmental awareness
- Average sound quality for the price
- No multipoint connectivity
5. Beats Fit Pro - Best Earbuds for Running and Active Sports
https://gocrazyfitness.com/beats-fit-pro-review/Key Features:
- Secure-fitting wingtip design
- Sweat and water-resistant build (IPX4)
- Good sound quality with punchy bass
- Apple H1 chip and Android support
Pros:
- Secure, locked-in fit for workouts
- Sweat/water resistant build
- Fun sound with punchy bass
- Support for iOS/Android devices
- Average noise cancellation
- Bass can overpower mids/highs
6. Apple AirPods Pro 2 - Best for Iphone and Music
https://www.cnn.com/cnn-underscored/reviews/best-true-wireless-earbudsKey Features:
- Seamless iOS integration and controls
- Good active noise cancellation
- Decent sound quality with spatial audio
- IPX4 water resistance
Pros:
- Seamless iOS integration and controls
- Good active noise cancellation
- IPX4 water resistance
- Spatial audio with Dolby Atmos
- Nasal, bright sound signature
- Average battery life
7. Sennheiser Momentum True Wireless 4 - Best Premium Sound Quality and Music
https://headmania.org/2024/03/06/sennheiser-momentum-true-wireless-4-earbuds-review/Key Features:
- Audiophile-grade sound quality
- Good active noise cancellation
- Sleek premium design and build
- All-day battery life and wireless charging
Pros:
- Exceptional sound quality tuned for audiophiles
- Good active noise cancellation
- Premium design and durable build
- All-day battery with wireless charging
- Very expensive
- Touch controls can be finicky
8. EarFun Air Pro 3 - Best Budget Hi-Res Audio
https://www.myearfun.com/eu/headphones/earfun-air-pro-3-le-audio-anc-true-wireless-earbuds-blackKey Features:
- Hi-res audio with LDAC codec support
- Hybrid active noise cancellation
- Long 80-hour total battery life
- Affordable price point
Pros:
- Hi-res audio with LDAC support
- Hybrid active noise cancellation
- Incredible 80-hour battery life
- Very affordable
- Sound quality still below premium tier
- Noise cancellation could be better
9. Anker Soundcore Space A40 - Best Budget Pick Under $100
https://www.mobiletechtalk.co.uk/reviews/soundcore-space-a40-review/Key Features:
- Good sound quality for the price
- Decent active noise cancellation
- Customizable EQ and ambient aware mode
- Affordable sub-$100 price
Pros:
- Good sound quality for the price
- Decent active noise cancellation
- Customizable EQ and ambient mode
- Very affordable sub-$100 price
- Noise cancellation not on par with premium buds
- Average call quality
10. Tozo NC9 Earbuds - Best Value and Budget Friendly
https://www.headphonesty.com/2020/12/review-tozo-nc9/Key Features:
- Hybrid active noise cancellation
- Balanced sound tuning with good clarity
- Bluetooth 5.3 connectivity
- Around 6 hours battery life with ANC (24 hours with charging case)
- IPX6 watesweat resistance
Pros:
- Great sound quality for the price
- Effective hybrid active noise cancellation
- Good mic clarity for calls
- Secure, comfortable fit
- Very Affordable Under $50
- ANC not as powerful as premium models
- Average 6-hour battery life with ANC
Some Notable Mentions:
- Google Pixel Buds Pro - Noise Canceling Earbuds - Up to 31 Hour Battery Life with Charging Case - Bluetooth Headphones
- SAMSUNG Galaxy Buds 2 Pro True Wireless Bluetooth Earbuds
- SHOKZ OpenFit - Open-Ear True Wireless Earbuds for Sports
If you ask for my Option. Go with the Technics AZ80 Or the Jabra Elite 10 for the Best of the Overall Sound and experience.
best wireless earbuds 2024, top noise cancelling earbuds, earbuds with great sound quality, workout earbuds, budget earbuds
Sources and References that I used in my Research:
https://electricfieldsfestival.com/
https://www.cnn.com/cnn-underscored/reviews/best-true-wireless-earbuds
https://www.techradar.com/news/audio/best-in-ear-headphones-1276925
https://www.engadget.com/best-wireless-earbuds-120058222.html
https://www.rtings.com/headphones/reviews/best/wireless-earbuds
https://www.myearfun.com/
https://www.headphonesty.com
https://www.digitalreviews.net
2024.05.16 00:00 Glittering_Alps_3735 1st Colonoscopy Was This Morning
Hello all. I want to thank this group. I went into my 1st routine colonoscopy without any procedure anxiety thanks to all the helpful posts.
It was originally scheduled for mid-March but I canceled due to being on antibiotics for a post-dental procedure infection and a leg injury suffered on a trail.
I did a low-residue, low-fiber diet starting 1 week before and a clear liquid diet yesterday. I ate less the last 2 days of the solid food diet.
I drank a lot of clear liquids. Between 8 am yesterday and 5:50 am today, I drank 2.6 gallons of fluids (dye-free Gatorade, white cranberry juice, apple juice, chicken broth, coconut water, tea, and water) and ate 8 servings of Jello (pineapple, lime, and lemon).
Prep was SuTab. 5:00 pm yesterday, I took a Zofran to help prevent nausea. This was automatically prescribed. 6:00 pm yesterday, I took the 1st bottle of pills, 250 mg of Gas-X, and drank the 1st 16 oz of water. 7:30 pm yesterday, I finished the 2nd and 3rd 16 oz of water. 7:45 pm yesterday, the SuTab started working. 2:50 am today, I took a Zofran. 3:50 am today, I did the 2nd half of the prep. 5:50 am today was when I had to stop everything by mouth. I managed to drink a 20 oz Gatorade Rapid Rehydration after finishing the 32 oz of water I had to drink after taking the SuTab pills. I finished it at 5:48 am. 8:50 am was check-in time for a 9:50 procedure. My procedure started 5 minutes early. I recovered from the Propofol much faster than they expected. Walked out of the clinic at 10:30 and was home at 11.
The worst part of the prep was the headache I got from only getting 3 hours of interrupted sleep and sleeping weird so my neck tightened up. And being very cold.
My biggest surprises were having no discomfort from the SuTab and how little time I spent in the bathroom. I expected to be in there for hours but I just did multiple quick trips. And peeing out the butt is extremely weird.
There was a single 3mm polyp that he removed and non-bleeding internal hemorrhoids that didn't require treatment. He said I don't have to come back for 7-10 years.
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It was originally scheduled for mid-March but I canceled due to being on antibiotics for a post-dental procedure infection and a leg injury suffered on a trail.
I did a low-residue, low-fiber diet starting 1 week before and a clear liquid diet yesterday. I ate less the last 2 days of the solid food diet.
I drank a lot of clear liquids. Between 8 am yesterday and 5:50 am today, I drank 2.6 gallons of fluids (dye-free Gatorade, white cranberry juice, apple juice, chicken broth, coconut water, tea, and water) and ate 8 servings of Jello (pineapple, lime, and lemon).
Prep was SuTab. 5:00 pm yesterday, I took a Zofran to help prevent nausea. This was automatically prescribed. 6:00 pm yesterday, I took the 1st bottle of pills, 250 mg of Gas-X, and drank the 1st 16 oz of water. 7:30 pm yesterday, I finished the 2nd and 3rd 16 oz of water. 7:45 pm yesterday, the SuTab started working. 2:50 am today, I took a Zofran. 3:50 am today, I did the 2nd half of the prep. 5:50 am today was when I had to stop everything by mouth. I managed to drink a 20 oz Gatorade Rapid Rehydration after finishing the 32 oz of water I had to drink after taking the SuTab pills. I finished it at 5:48 am. 8:50 am was check-in time for a 9:50 procedure. My procedure started 5 minutes early. I recovered from the Propofol much faster than they expected. Walked out of the clinic at 10:30 and was home at 11.
The worst part of the prep was the headache I got from only getting 3 hours of interrupted sleep and sleeping weird so my neck tightened up. And being very cold.
My biggest surprises were having no discomfort from the SuTab and how little time I spent in the bathroom. I expected to be in there for hours but I just did multiple quick trips. And peeing out the butt is extremely weird.
There was a single 3mm polyp that he removed and non-bleeding internal hemorrhoids that didn't require treatment. He said I don't have to come back for 7-10 years.
2024.05.15 23:42 AndreaNewsHub Nutrition Geeks Turmeric Tablets 2000 mg with Black Pepper & Ginger, High Strength Curcumin Supplements, Vegan and Gluten Free, UK Made, 120 Count #ad #Nutrition #Geeks
submitted by AndreaNewsHub to ItaliaBox [link] [comments]2024.05.15 23:13 RandomGirlName Surgery for hyperparathyroidism
I’ve read that surgery isn’t indicated for hyperparathyroidism by most endocrinologists unless you meet the following:
5.1.1 Serum calcium >1 mg/dL (0.25 mmol/L) above the upper limit of normal or 5.1.2 Skeletal involvement:
5.1.2.1 A fracture by VFA or vertebral X‐ray or 5.1.2.2 Bone mineral density (BMD) by T‐score ≤ −2.5 at any site or 5.1.3 Renal involvement:
5.1.3.1 eGFR or creatinine clearance <60 mL/min 5.1.3.2 Nephrocalcinosis or nephrolithiasis by X‐ray, ultrasound, or other imaging modality 5.1.3.3 Hypercalciuria (eg, >250 mg/day in women; >300 mg/day in men) or. 5.1.4 Age <50 years (no other indications are necessary; age <50 years is a sufficient indication)
https://academic.oup.com/jbmarticle/37/11/2293/7512381
I’m trying too understand the reasoning behind this. Why would someone need to break a bone or pass a painful kidney stone before something is done if an issue is known? Is it understood that it causes many other issues?
I’ll be honest and say that I went around the endocrinologist and straight to a surgeon that specializes in the parathyroid. Based not only info from surgeons, but on the testimony of 100s of women in the massive Facebook forum. I had 1 adenoma and 2 were oversized. A ton of quality of life symptoms have improved in the 4 weeks since my surgery. Hot flashes, fatigue, joint pains, etc.
So for those that recommend waiting, why? I really do want to understand. Im honestly asking this in good faith of trying to learn why what I did wasn’t needed.
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5.1.1 Serum calcium >1 mg/dL (0.25 mmol/L) above the upper limit of normal or 5.1.2 Skeletal involvement:
5.1.2.1 A fracture by VFA or vertebral X‐ray or 5.1.2.2 Bone mineral density (BMD) by T‐score ≤ −2.5 at any site or 5.1.3 Renal involvement:
5.1.3.1 eGFR or creatinine clearance <60 mL/min 5.1.3.2 Nephrocalcinosis or nephrolithiasis by X‐ray, ultrasound, or other imaging modality 5.1.3.3 Hypercalciuria (eg, >250 mg/day in women; >300 mg/day in men) or. 5.1.4 Age <50 years (no other indications are necessary; age <50 years is a sufficient indication)
https://academic.oup.com/jbmarticle/37/11/2293/7512381
I’m trying too understand the reasoning behind this. Why would someone need to break a bone or pass a painful kidney stone before something is done if an issue is known? Is it understood that it causes many other issues?
I’ll be honest and say that I went around the endocrinologist and straight to a surgeon that specializes in the parathyroid. Based not only info from surgeons, but on the testimony of 100s of women in the massive Facebook forum. I had 1 adenoma and 2 were oversized. A ton of quality of life symptoms have improved in the 4 weeks since my surgery. Hot flashes, fatigue, joint pains, etc.
So for those that recommend waiting, why? I really do want to understand. Im honestly asking this in good faith of trying to learn why what I did wasn’t needed.
2024.05.15 23:12 Accomplished-Ad-5655 [WTS] [UK] Pilot Custom Heritage 91 - reduced
Repost of an earlier listing with pricing reduced.
Timestamp and additional photos
Condition: [B] Excellent. This pen has been used at home, kept mostly in a fabric pen sleeve. No scratches or dents to the body, the nib is in good condition, clip retains good tension.
This originally came with a steel M nib. I sent this pen to John Sorowka (The Oxonian) to have the nib ground slightly finer. I have a comparison on the line widths to the Lamy Al-Star Fine steel nib in the attached pics for reference . The Pilot still writes closer to a M in my opinion, but it could also be due to my paper and ink. I'm not a pro.
I no longer have the original packaging, so am selling the pen as seen. I will also include two converters: A Pilot CON-50, and a Pilot CON-70.
Asking for £75 including postage to the UK.
I am based in London, UK, as such I would prefer to sell within the UK.
Thanks for looking.
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Timestamp and additional photos
Condition: [B] Excellent. This pen has been used at home, kept mostly in a fabric pen sleeve. No scratches or dents to the body, the nib is in good condition, clip retains good tension.
This originally came with a steel M nib. I sent this pen to John Sorowka (The Oxonian) to have the nib ground slightly finer. I have a comparison on the line widths to the Lamy Al-Star Fine steel nib in the attached pics for reference . The Pilot still writes closer to a M in my opinion, but it could also be due to my paper and ink. I'm not a pro.
I no longer have the original packaging, so am selling the pen as seen. I will also include two converters: A Pilot CON-50, and a Pilot CON-70.
Asking for £75 including postage to the UK.
I am based in London, UK, as such I would prefer to sell within the UK.
Thanks for looking.
2024.05.15 22:39 Still_Ad_4928 Of Hearts and Women Part-II (Book-Sample)
Not shared, nor my shade; but something to be weaved; just as the measure of disappointment became it's own solution. But I talked my way through things forbidden, just to find myself blind in bed with those who are dead. Clumsy, but altogether natural of course, because it's consciousness what you refer in the description, yet that's what we don't get a lot about. See your deeds the way you are seen, and then return to a restless place: and the question in-between sheets will be why. Well, I just can't motivate myself to work without hot bitches staring. And that's the truth. Sad but True
— Hearfelt comment for an instagram witch.
Del desprecio a ese descarte, no he visto muchas cosas. Así se pasa una más para las cuentas, y aquí otro más para los versos, por qué aquí no hemos sido vistos. Cuánto más querría uno, que sino lo cuentas ni mucho menos piensas: << lo de este pibe que cosa más horrible>>, haciendo eso lamentable, por qué en decirlo nadie ha mentido. ¡Es horrible! Que cara es entonces la cuenta de lo que le sale a uno vivir sin más complejos; mejor seria cobrarmelo, para así saber que de algo ha valido. Bloqueame.
— Heartfelt comment for a random supermodel-to-be.
The Spirit of Fire
Flames begone, flames in spite: their warmth I felt - so I closed my fist until I could feel the warmth of my blood in my hand. And in dreams Fire came up to me and said: who am I? And I said unto him: you are bound to my bidding, thus your name misery will be. But fire wretched as he was, got closer and asked: and who are you?
And I said unto him that the blood of David ran through my veins, as I was his heir; for the mother of God claim me from death as a son. So Fire tried me, and figured it out.
You are son of woman —said Fire unto me— but as Fire acknowledged the name, I extended my left hand, and took Fire by the neck throwing him into the gound. — You are going to lace yourself to the right hand of the beast, and you'll keep him steady, so I can cleanly take him down. And Fire stayed down, and with his forehead kissing the ground asked unto me —why would the heir of David do so to earthly man?
And I said unto Fire that the beast from the abyss had left no mother for God, so I was to leave none of his body left for his head; as I was going to make it bleed until the end of the end of times.
The Spirit of Earth
Shapeless and without body, but keen within her many numbers, Earth came up to me in dreams, and said: who am I? And posessed in spirit as I was, I said unto her, that God had made her maiden again, and that she shall become the coins that Judas never received, which were to become the due payment of man and women for the body of Christ. Then I extended my right hand, and grabbed Earth by her hair —which descended deep into the abysses of hell— and cut it short so the demons of Lilith would no longer had her gripped by her back.
You are now a woman, and I'm going to rise you from the grounds. You'll lace yourself to the left hand of the beast, and keep it steady so with one shot I can cleanly take him down.
The Spirit of Air
A dream shaped by written words, whispered down for years by the currents of this Montain, and it's requiem witnessed but by a few — the end of dreams. But from where I standed at the peak, I called upon the distant currents that went down, and asked them: who am I?
And Air came unto me as bird, which had thousands of letters for feathers, and in the tongue of dead men answered.
"Somebody who only a few will remember by strange deeds; as the burden on your back, is a past tainted by impossible dreams. You were a lunatic giving new names to folk, and folk never bothered to remember —so your name must be freak, as you died in a forgotten shack some short time ago."
And as Air said these things upon me, I called Misery —as I had dubbed Fire — and told him to get inside my shot. The burden as Air had said, became lesser as i took the shot from my quiver. And I said upon Misery; that he was to set ablaze this arrow, as I was taking down the bird of Britain, and that I would do so, so God would give the deeds of Earth some better names.
The Lord is making a bridge between the empire of strength, and the last empire of men. Now by God's grace, I'm making the tongue of free men, the tongue of Spain. You will be eventually bound to my bidding, and if not me, it will be to the one I'm preceding; for I'm giving you twenty years to attone your wrongdoing. Alas, now because of your wretchedness, my shot on earthly men won't be clean, for his left leg won't stay steady.
Your old name was apathy, now I'm calling you Cisma, which in the tongue of dead men means schism. So now by the will of God lay unto the ground and say the words you've been teached. And as the arrow blazed forward, it's bending motion pierced the veil hiding the secret ladder of men. The bird of Britain catched on Fire, and it's hollering resounded throught the ladders of the mountain until the depths of the abyss. A column of air turned into fire, then violenty erupted from the vowels of the bird, and the wild fire spread as a storm from west to east all throughout the five kingdoms of men away from its own fiery wings, with a gift of misery and a few words to say.
"The name of your woman or the name of your man, will no longer explain their purpose to a man, a woman, or God. Charred words written by thunder will now be the new ladder of men — but until then, darkness upon thee."
The House of Water
I head into the coasts, and the beautiful beaches in-between, to find the stranger who burns images in the skin of men. He is the stranger, and has adopted the body of a monster, and he is one who cannot be understood, so he went on to only go out home in stunts, for the burdens in his heart have become too great to bear. Through terrible pains he has given all he once was for an identity, and as I pick up on his past, i found familiarity in the feelings of his heart. Oh dear friend how we found looking in sadness to ourselves, after doing same but with different means, carrying into our shoulders the loneliness of this world. As you have in-skin the garments of the strange doctrine that I preach — I shall congrate you, for you truly have fought the world entire, for my doctrine is the words of those who shall defeat the world entire.
I may not have your strangeness in-body, but I have it in these words, and in the true feelings of my heart. And I say in admiration that there's no higher form of art, philosophy or religion: than those who perform the highest thing they can give a name about.
Now even within solitude, and at odds with what old dead men call God, I see you and I found strength in you, as I can see you are within me, and in that, you are within everything as it should be - as is meant in everyone who does something that touches the heart of another man. I call this the kingdom of God. Yet blind men and women will wonder how can the kingdom of God possibly be within two outcasts such as you and me.
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Upong giving my regards and waiting for response, I found my way into a bench. It was a warm afternoon, and the wind carried the water of the sea. The bird of Britain came about down from the wind of north, and layed on the bench were I was sitting.
The bird asked: why hast thou become this?
And I said back to bird, scorched he was and nearing death, that it was me someone who was supposed to give names, yet for years I couldn't figure out one for myself. Then on went to being given a name, Alas all the wrong ones. Did Adan gave himself a name? - I asked the bird back. And there was no response from bird. Then I continued.
A man has the essence of his soul retained by what he is seen doing. Yet I did things nobody saw, so my soul wasn't with God but with something just as ancient, and nonetheless unknown by men in its true nature — then Satan as the better known devil, came about and pushed me into a hole. It was my own doing. Yet the things I did, I thought were seen. But nonetheless what I did was without contemplation on a posible return. Just as somebody who prints an image on their own skin. It's permanent. This is the essence of a memory in the soul of the man who's seen by others. But in the familiarity of a man who picked every irreversible decision like the Alien, I find myself feeling sympathy, for the man is still not what he has been seen doing, he shall redeem himself by what he decides to turn himself into.
Is this a way of saying that you want to get yourself a tattoo? Get a new look? - the bird mockingly asked.
And I gave the scorched bird no answer.
Then the bird said unto me: what about your career as a prophet, uh? And the things you said about returning with substance? Do you actually think this is substance?
And i considered what the Bird said, then I negated with a movement of my own head. It is not i answered, but i find the memories of me not making sense unbearable. For those mean the memories of a fool, un pendejo, an insane person, or both. And I will always try to amend what I don't do well. But now I wish for only one thing, and it is to be remembered as someone who makes sense, and who out of that sense, made good upon the world. I don't expect anything in return for what I do now, as it is merely an outlet to keep me sane while I finish editing my work. It's clear I'm too incompetent to be a competent influencer. As for once, I don't care about influencing anyone into what I think; but to perform what I think it's important.
Then every proverbial student is free to take classes so as they see fit, and to interpret such classes as their comprehension gives them grasp of what it's said. In such regard, this is what I offer now, while I make the journey to Madrid. And the bird tilted it's head so as to observe me with his left eye, then after a long impasse, it made a loud and painful caw, and finally flew away. Soon after the bird flew, I looked upon the stars in the nascent night, and confessed to them, that it was the memories of who we were, what often stumps us into wrong beliefs of who we should be, maybe even wasting an entire lifetime retained by that which other people remembered us as being. But we are not the owners of our own names, the place we go, and our destiny. That's the biggest lie the western world of hollywood heros tell you, as in truth is collective agreement what determines what we look like doing and thus the meaning we should comfort to, recalling that names are practical mechanisms to remember the purpose of things, their meaning, and how their motion is described in the world.
But making the task of beating that collective belief, akin to the Nietzschean ideal of the camel turning into the lion, so as to transform it's spirit and become something else. But if it's the golden dragon of all the huamn values which judges you insane, will you be prepared to wrestle with the entire culture so as to have your way?
As I layed my eyes upon each star counting up to the number seventeen, I confessed of being scared of those beliefs, as revisiting the past, became a painful deed — and as I prepared to leave, I uttered one wish on the seventeenth point in the sky.
Lord please grant me strength, the way you have given my friend strenght.
2.
The night deepen, while the sea tide sang its own song of breathing. Some time passed, and then on the stranger showed himself approaching at the distance. I waved my hand at him, and after the instant, he found his way into my bench while I welcomed him with an extended fist which he casually bumped - after the short acknowledgement the dark alien looked at my face in between it's cover of dark, and looking at it undiscernable in its true features, with suspicion asked.
— What is it that you want?
I acknowledged him as a friend, then mentioned my brief research, as I had come to know him as man looking for a job, yet nobody would hire for things mundane due to his appearance. I listened closely to the news, and came to understand that this was a man looking for a second chance.Then I saw the intent behind his doing, and two words came to stick to my own thoughts. The first one was <> and the second one was <>. I was admired.
In analytical psychology I figured this man was the ESFP —the personality archetype related to the performer and the entertainer—, possessed in an abnormal way by the spirit by which a person submits to it's contrary nature, seeking to integrate and find fulfillment through the chase of what's perceived absent. If he was the ESFP then doing the flip by following the radial axis of each Jungian function in the stack towards their opposite resulted in the INTJ. The mastermind. The architect. The genius yet awfully complex individual. That was the elusive spirit he was chasing.
But a spirit and a character that at its most pronounced embodiment in a person, would experience life as an eternal foreigner hiding from the light of other men. Such made sense to me, for I myself was the INTJ, and had at spirit the ESFP. Him. So where as this man chased the spiritual fulfillment of being a complex and deep individual, I chased the fulfillment of becoming simpler, so I could demonstrate with action the deepest desires of my heart. One who was born plentiful in means to be liked, becomes complex, mysterious and uncomprehended, meeting one who will be seen trying to make sense becoming simpler. For Carl Jung portrayed the anima and animus of individuals, as the sense of what its absent, yet deeply cherished an valued. So I said these things to the alien, while he silently listened to me.
— All of that sounds like bullshit to me. -Said the alien after some contemplation .— Sorry but the things you say, don't mean anything to me.
And alas for I expected such response, as if one thing was true about this journey, was that explaining the journey in and of itself would become it's grimmest task. I affirmated what he just said with a slight nod of head.
— These things I say and how they relate to each other, in its excercise are similar to doing stecheometric balance with equations in the head, but simpler I'm afraid. - Then I paused, looked back into the sea, and continued. — That's high school chemistry, but I don't expect everybody to pick up on it, nor like it, nor understand it.
— Now i have called you a friend, and where I came from we dub with this title the people we share destiny with. As far as I'm concerned, we are chasing the same thing, which is the hardest posible thing. We both innately understand that we are not home, as we want our spirit to return to us, and that's not what a lot of people ever honestly try to attempt in a lifetime; as such is anyone's call to feel complete.
— And very few people ever reach true individuality, beyond the name they are imposed at birth.
Then I looked into the black alien, and in-between his foreign facial features, I interpreted something familiar. Disturbance. And I continued.
— We have given ourselves hell as we lived chasing something hard, so we can avoid the same hell later on when we are finally back to our own house. This is a christian precept, altought a rundimentary one. Does that makes sense to you?
And after listening such, the black alien calmly looked at the veil in my face in silence. Trying to discern what my face actually looked like, but the night was dark. Then turned his stare back to the reflection of the moon over the waters, giving some thought to what I just said. I opened up my backpack, and drawed two cans of beer from it. Offered one to him, and he silently refused with a gesture of hand. I popped my can and gave it a sip, while I myself stared at the tides coming in and out of the shore.
— If you wan't a tattoo, we can work that out. But this sounds annoyingly familiar, and my interest is not religious. Are you religious?
I nodded in affirmation, and complemented saying. — But my doctrine is something nobody has heard nor seen. For its aim, is doing as Christ said, in perfect means. Yet its true that the teaching fits you, as it's the teaching of the future man; and there's nothing in common between the current man and the future man, as they may very well be different species. This is the precept of evolution.
The alien seemed surprised.
— These two men don't know each other, for the current man doesn't know where the future man comes from, for he himself doesn't know where he is going. Yet in deep realization of your own artistic concept, I think you might want new ideas to meet with your appearance. So tell me, are you curious about what truly happens to a man after he dies? Do you want to learn how to read someone's mind? Do you want to blast with words of fire the hearts of an amazed crowd?
But the black alien broke his calm contemplation of what I was saying, and slighty disturbed, aggressively rebuked after hearing such.
— But you mentioned 'Christ', so you must be christian. How can a christian even say anything interesting in this current time? Last time I asked, their sayings were dreaded by restriction - so why would anyone condemn themselves to a life of bore? Are you a christian?
And I nodded after the question, in silence. Admittedly, for I knew what the problem was with being what I was, and my new companion was bang on identifying it. Made a pause, then raised my sight to where it met with the sky and the stars in it, and I said back to him.
— I am, but not one of a type you have ever seen, for the Christ that comes, is a Christ of art.
2.
The riptide sang, in its secret dialect of earth and sea. I looked upon the coast, turned an eye blind, and saw the ocean as the scorpio, and the land as the taurus; as it was the struggle between two lovers, never meant to consume each other. Ideal love then - yet not to confuse with this partnership as it was whimsilcally tied by the means in which i arranged my current conversation; for my lady somewhere waited for me. Then i allowed my eyes to rest still.
The alien looked upon me, undiscernable in my intentions, and again figured for himself that my interest towards him wasn’t clear. In suspicion, and after the moment he collected his thoughts asked “In your weird words you dubbed me performer, so what is it exactly that you wan’t from me. To me it seems like you are gathering people for some form of religious clown show. When you forced this meeting upon me, was this a proposal you thought i would find amusement in?”. And after the statement my own stare wandered in my conversation partner. While as he had his say, i returned to my can of beer, and finished it with a long gulp. Tempered in an unwillingness to fall to my new found friend irritation, i said within my own thoughts: “The alien looks easy going, but he is barbed in wit”.
Then i opened the can of beer that the stranger rejected; the loud pop resounded in the relative silence, interrupting for a moment the steady chorus of the sea. Gave it a long sip, and said.
– Theres no proposal in place yet. But im certain of something, and that is that both of us are messed individuals which reached the bottom doing the same thing - but the way my understandment of the human soul goes: two people can act by mere interaction as reactives to each other, creating a new chemical compound after the fact.
– This new psychology is very much like chemistry. But it is not my intention to draw you into something, but to pull myself out of this «something» by doing right on another person and maybe that person reflecting the good back on me. I just need a conversation partner, thats all. And i will do this with you, and with many people more. Presidents included.
The alien reflected on it, and after the hiatus of a long standing position of suspicion he finally gave in, and eased up with a slight smile. A strange smile of relief. But the smile, was all too familiar for me, as i realized the man was a tortured individual: a person in long standing pain. I smiled back the way he did, and continued.
– Our pain has a common name, and is a name that can be written with words unfortunately. It’s the devilish mother of all spiritual ills and its foundation, rests at the concept of a past that wasnt solved. It’s called «inadequeacy», and for people like you and me, understanding one day that such inadecuacy had to be solved by our own means, lead us into an act where our name changed as the changes in our cover up act to solve our inadequacy did.
– We never honored the past or the present in our pursuit, as we desired in passion to find solution to the present, by matching it into the idealization of some future without ever realizing that the old or present essence of ones being would be crushed into non existance by said future.
– Then we found the realization of that new name, only to understand that its demands became a tyranny on the other faces of our soul: as our soul is not something that can be undestood in unity, but something that conceives in the beginning in multiple things which try to give shape to one thing. Theres many people in a village, and our minds, are no exception.
— But happiness is only achieved by those who have their soul entire - or those who are the same person regardless of the context and scenario. And we gave to much to somebody that wasn't us, as our spirit took possession and lead us down.
– This is this the essence by which someone goes to hell, only to do one thing over again, getting an ever lasting pain for all the things that were given up chasing that which was absent. The more someone is forced into being shaped by the thing that was concevied in lust, the more the individual misses the place they used to call home, for that is no longer within ones reach. Does this makes sense to you?
The alien left me with no answer, and as he contemplated the sea, a tear travelled through his strange face.
– In this state of anguish, affliction rarely ever feels company, as the very individual condition that was pursued, became a full suit and persona to be forced upon and wear. Hell, is one lonely place man because we only learn to speak a language, that only makes sense to ourselves. But i think we can find a way out of it. This is why I'm here.
“Look, what you’ve done, it’s not something i can see the way you can see my own doing on me.” The alien replied. “Besides the way in which i canno’t see your face in this night, you seem ordinary — but what you talk and the way you say it, evokes in every word regret. What is it that you’ve done that has you regret like this?”
As the alien finished speaking, I emptied the can of beer, layed my eyes on the irregular grooves that my feet had left on the sand, and then replied back to him, after making a recap of the story i had repeatedly told myself after falling down.
“My story, is the fairy tale of a guy who makes way for the new coming of a new man; a better man for the world, while he casts disarray upon the earth: much to his dismay, at the expense of his own soul as the people who become victims of disasters, were ones who this man deemed unfair; cruel, evil, despicable in past. That was at the beginning."
"Theres a pile of corpses behind that character — even in covid time, people as close as the local priest of the small town he lived in, would break their neck after falling in the shower, as he had the slightest suspicion of their secret deeds. All clean deads for that matter. Untraceable to nothing but sheer randomness. Magic as it seeems. But were this folk truly evil people or even guilty of anything? You may ask - the man never knew it for sure, as he never had faculties such as godly omniscience to actually know it; which has taken a toll on him, as the burden of justice is an unberable one for anything but a god."
"Which leads to another point: spontaneously picturing random numbers in the head, associating them with psychological compounds by angular momentum, and actually being bang on the suspicion. Truth friend, in its stochastic presentation: it's unberable.”
“Consequential of such attempts to rationalize his own story in the eyes of people such as close family, my dude became clinically diagnosed with referenced thinking. Which are fancy words for schizophrenia. Nobody believed the story as it was uttered."
"Yet the consequences are there for everyone to see, altought not visible in their cause and effect by anybody but this guy, which lead him first into regret over ever starting his quest as a reformer; and then repent.”
“Now before he realized of this lets call it «curse», he preached for years over the internet as the disasters started to slowly creep up. He preached in a fashion parallel to Niestzches Zarathustra; Zarathustra meaning a famous philosophical device artificied by the philosopher Niestzche, who’s aim was to portray the best posible man, as something he dubbed the <<Übermensch>> ”.
“Such concept being the seemingly more elegant brand of a humanist ideal for a not so distant future: today - albeit a wrong one, for this guy was not dyonisian himself. The backbone of his framework, is analytical psycholgy becoming a chariot for a true understandment of human nature: and ultimately a facilitator for love within light: not within ignorance; not within darkness. Most philosophers today though would mock anything analytical in it's aim."
"Then on the guy preached and dwelved further into the relative hole of his own doctrine: and became imprisoned by what he didn’t got right at first attempt, making him in the process the character that Nietzsche from the comfort of his own writers seat, never attempted to actually embody within realistic means: eventually figuring out within himself the ultimate Nietzschean aristocrat: a magic pen granted by being capetian by mother: from judah by father."
"But Alas, you have no idea how common suicide is within philosophers after they finish their best work. As language, becomes the ultimate barrier for understandment, and then to ones capacity to feel love. Difference — true saliency in ones individual destiny— leads to the gravest posible pain. Ironic isn’t it?”
“Besides technical work with a new form of psychology inspired by analytical chemistry, as that drawed from his efforts during the light of day, five years ago, once he felt the urge to try to reach out to the world from a position of what he deemed was greater understandment: he primitively preached during night his new set of ideas for people to behave beyond the limitations of manipulative psychology, albeit a harsh doctrine meant to clear the way for a better product: Christ himself."
"This is not a doctrine a human being can actually perform, as such its christianity at its highest capacity to bear fruit. It’s an impossible doctrine, yet solves the oldest problem posed in the bible. All which sounds very sci-fi bullshit-y but actual problems started for the protagonist in this tale, when the preaching matched with terrible consequences. Not figurative, but within tangible reality.”
“So just as we talk, theres a small legion of hackers pretending to be doing internet social experiments while talking in an artsy matter: much in my own style, entertaining the exact same concepts - a legion of dangerous monkeys, i have no control over."
"One of the many unexpected consequences being this, yet prompted by something evil; ancient: essentially replicating what my protagonist developed and then preached over the years, while these "hacktivists" lay their attention on things and people, as they select them and enforce upon them strict surveillance, to behave properly. Then to destroy them, as they did in 2020 with many corporations and institutions.A bizarre combination of theater actors to my own liking, and then cyber-security demigods: omniscient in their claims to surveill, and they are - derivative such of another device of what I've done; which is to build a theater so people can make-believe that they are infact performing within themselves something greater - but that's matter for another story."
“Most of the corpses piling up flat out dead, have no relation to him whatsoever; they became victims as my protagonist took measures to fight back the monster he found at the foundation of the known world. This is not an elaborate analogy for one's own unseen capacity for evil, as i mean this: a monster as literally as it can be. For these things friend, im doomed as in true strenght, i have nothing but the pen i use to write down what i think albeit always at danger of it’s eventual inversion. I have no real friends left. Not one who can understand, or help bear the pain: as friendship and love are all gated by understandment."
"The full story has many more vertients, but i think i’ve done it enough justice. This is the predicament of an insane man chased by his own shadow as he builds a better man: one who delivers heavenly things, and then a shadow stringed to deliver tyranny as the very strings behind him make the better man stumble while he tries to keep a grasp of his own spirit, and then of his own soul."
"That monster behind, is wicked smart — and cannot be outwitted nor overpowered but anything but divine smite."
“I’m heading now to a new country, to try to get friends from the only institution in the world who knows and adresses the current times being, and who by extension, might believe me. And to clarify, these being the end of times; but not the end of the world. Yet now i myself have a damocles sword pending over my own head, and i need to do something about it before it falls.”
And as i said these things, i reached out to my backpack drawing a third can of beer from it — besides my own super laptop, thats what my backpack had: an infinite supply of beer. Corona, Indio, Victoria, Dos Equis, Heineken; you name it. I popped the can, and gave it a long and definite sip as i emptied it complete.
The alien didn't try to show that he understood, but stood still in silence, with his sight in the sand below and pressing lips, knowing by my demeanor; that these things as I've said them was something that I needed to do. Then he said: "I don't follow man. You say you preach and then disasters occur. Like a prophet from the bible?"
"Yes. Then I preached to get rid of the things that are actually making the world worse, and something awoke soon after, and since then; everything I do is subject to being misinterpreted due to the diffamatory action of this thing. Now everytime I do something, it can be twisted and turned against my original intent. Right now the hackers are my worst problem: I may have a degree in computers but I have no fucking idea whatsoever of hacking. I earn my living as an A.I engineer.".
The alien raised his sight to meet with mine, and after doing some contemplation on the fact, quite simply said: "You are insane". Then lowered his own sight, and raised it again to meet with the sea and continued. "If you want a tattoo, we can work that out. But either way and whatever parts of your story are true and even worse; the ones you may be lying about: you sound dangerous in a delusional kind of sense, and my life is hard enough as is."
I pressed my fists, knowing then the old same thing had happened again. For I had never forced anything upon anybody, and I was willing to respect that until the bitter end. Then I released the build up of frustration with a loud sigh, and after this amend, I replied back.
"I understand and respect it. But let me just propose you that if you ever want to figure what is beyond life as it's lived by person who has never seen what is like to be someone you write a great story about; you can pin me, and I'll show you what's beyond that door. Give it some thought."
The alien; The Black Alien Project stayed there sitting, spechless but calm, almost expecting something else to be convinced about. But pointless, for i knew that nobody can be forced into anything without bringing a transgression into play – and i wasn’t one to taint myself in sin if it could be avoided. Not anymore.
3.
I made the distance at steady pace walking along the shore, until i found a small group of pines in-between the liminal space of the beach and the land. I sat with one of the pines trunk behind my back, and drawed the Schizo Pills from my eternal supply of traveller goodies.
Quetiapine 100 mg, and Olanzapine 10 mg, i made a smaller fragment from the olanzapine pill, and swallowed both complete. As their side effects were concerned, they would soon knock me out of conscience, as this little ritual was my own way of calling the day complete – then i layed there, vigilant, waiting for my own drowsiness to claim me into sleep - but the Bird of Britan came flying from above, and stood besides me.
\Chirp, Chirp, Chirp**
I watched the bird, annoyed, as its presence had become an omen for contempt. For me and the death people of my past. I frowned upon the little shit, and said nothing. The bird made a little nod, while tilting its head in excentricity the way birds do, and replied. — Hey Andrew!, do you remember when you tried to penetrate your own computer to make a universe grow inside of it? I just wan’t to know something: did your computer moan? Did it finally learnt how to scream your name?
\Chirp Chirp**
Ignoring the bird, i closed my eyes and stayed like that for a long moment, hoping to make the bird think i was asleep. Maybe that would make him leave.
— Can’t bullshit me like that Sweetheart. So please tell me something; why don’t you command one of your supermodels; these muses, to come here and warm the bed for you. It's a cold night and you seem lonely brah
. \Chirp Chirp**
I opened my eyes, and irritated, pointed menacingly at the bird turning my left hand into an imaginary gun. I had already failed at something today, and wasn’t convinced i needed the memory of the things i failed at before. Not now.
Said nothing.
"No longer care for love unless it's between good friends”. Said to myself. There was certainly a migraine coming, but maybe my dreams would help convince it otherwise. And as far as the hoes were concerned, Furious Angels would be there for them. Like the Rob Dougan song.
4.
Found my own mind after the slumber – asleep, then awake. I realized several hours passed - at least enough to wake up and witness the sun rise above the sea. But as for dreams, the light veil of their memories wasn't something to rely upon. But i did remember something, and it was some overtone in dread; an atmosphere of fear – and a kind of dread sustained in it’s inevitability by the urgency that builds upon dearth.
Now what exactly was it though? I couldn’t remember from my dreams, but ever since i falled to my own death i had always present in mind the future succesion of events that would follow when things started to go very wrong. Iran, the U.S, Israel - now whatever was it in the news; the outcome would be the same. A thousand more cuts to an already languishing economy. Make that corpse bleed, and then fall off a cliff.
As such things would be cooked, just as the bird of britain. The bird was still there though: just in pieces and roasted like the contents of a dropped KFC bucket would. But the little shit would return - as it always did. The economy? Not so much.
Yet i digress. None of the world circumstances mattered as far i was concerned – i had built a small and portable solar system to power my laptop, and my beer supply was well, infinite - i made myself sure that i had my needs covered whatever happened around me. Not tied to even a house for that matter. I incorporated myself and gave my back a stretch. The morning breeze coming from the sea evocated in my memories some time that had long passed – late childhood. I rejected those memories as they beared with them things i didnt wan’t to remember - then wen’t on as usual in my morning routine scrolling through my instagram feed, figuring if there were any new hoes to maybe motivate me into doing my God imposed labour.
Labour which was to either write, or to finish the House of Water — then after scrolling i did in fact saw a new hoe; i dropped a Faux Pas comment. Maybe she would play along, maybe not. Whatever. Sometimes I would put in a lot of effort to do a rhyme. But the effort depended on the insta-hoe in question. I know. Not the best of habits, but back in elementary school i was the kind of kid that would only get motivation when the girls in the classroom were present in physEd. And then i would run faster: whole lotta faster. Run Forrest! Run! Women love used to fuel me; and the habit sticked — and at the moment, i was kinda done with the idea of female trascendence. Would rely on their love, but not on their validation. Not like a simp. Fuck that.
Furthermore, what results did i demonstrably mustered after pursuing true egalitarianism and sharing it? Exactly. A bitch gonna do what a bitch gonna do, and so does the human female. After publishing the comment, I locked my phone and walked towards the highway, as i was planning to pay a visit to somebody long forgotten - I had kind of a schedule that i was going to follow, before taking the plane to Madrid and become hispanic Jon Snow from the walgreens Nightwatch.
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— Hearfelt comment for an instagram witch.
Del desprecio a ese descarte, no he visto muchas cosas. Así se pasa una más para las cuentas, y aquí otro más para los versos, por qué aquí no hemos sido vistos. Cuánto más querría uno, que sino lo cuentas ni mucho menos piensas: << lo de este pibe que cosa más horrible>>, haciendo eso lamentable, por qué en decirlo nadie ha mentido. ¡Es horrible! Que cara es entonces la cuenta de lo que le sale a uno vivir sin más complejos; mejor seria cobrarmelo, para así saber que de algo ha valido. Bloqueame.
— Heartfelt comment for a random supermodel-to-be.
The Spirit of Fire
Flames begone, flames in spite: their warmth I felt - so I closed my fist until I could feel the warmth of my blood in my hand. And in dreams Fire came up to me and said: who am I? And I said unto him: you are bound to my bidding, thus your name misery will be. But fire wretched as he was, got closer and asked: and who are you?
And I said unto him that the blood of David ran through my veins, as I was his heir; for the mother of God claim me from death as a son. So Fire tried me, and figured it out.
You are son of woman —said Fire unto me— but as Fire acknowledged the name, I extended my left hand, and took Fire by the neck throwing him into the gound. — You are going to lace yourself to the right hand of the beast, and you'll keep him steady, so I can cleanly take him down. And Fire stayed down, and with his forehead kissing the ground asked unto me —why would the heir of David do so to earthly man?
And I said unto Fire that the beast from the abyss had left no mother for God, so I was to leave none of his body left for his head; as I was going to make it bleed until the end of the end of times.
The Spirit of Earth
Shapeless and without body, but keen within her many numbers, Earth came up to me in dreams, and said: who am I? And posessed in spirit as I was, I said unto her, that God had made her maiden again, and that she shall become the coins that Judas never received, which were to become the due payment of man and women for the body of Christ. Then I extended my right hand, and grabbed Earth by her hair —which descended deep into the abysses of hell— and cut it short so the demons of Lilith would no longer had her gripped by her back.
You are now a woman, and I'm going to rise you from the grounds. You'll lace yourself to the left hand of the beast, and keep it steady so with one shot I can cleanly take him down.
The Spirit of Air
A dream shaped by written words, whispered down for years by the currents of this Montain, and it's requiem witnessed but by a few — the end of dreams. But from where I standed at the peak, I called upon the distant currents that went down, and asked them: who am I?
And Air came unto me as bird, which had thousands of letters for feathers, and in the tongue of dead men answered.
"Somebody who only a few will remember by strange deeds; as the burden on your back, is a past tainted by impossible dreams. You were a lunatic giving new names to folk, and folk never bothered to remember —so your name must be freak, as you died in a forgotten shack some short time ago."
And as Air said these things upon me, I called Misery —as I had dubbed Fire — and told him to get inside my shot. The burden as Air had said, became lesser as i took the shot from my quiver. And I said upon Misery; that he was to set ablaze this arrow, as I was taking down the bird of Britain, and that I would do so, so God would give the deeds of Earth some better names.
The Lord is making a bridge between the empire of strength, and the last empire of men. Now by God's grace, I'm making the tongue of free men, the tongue of Spain. You will be eventually bound to my bidding, and if not me, it will be to the one I'm preceding; for I'm giving you twenty years to attone your wrongdoing. Alas, now because of your wretchedness, my shot on earthly men won't be clean, for his left leg won't stay steady.
Your old name was apathy, now I'm calling you Cisma, which in the tongue of dead men means schism. So now by the will of God lay unto the ground and say the words you've been teached. And as the arrow blazed forward, it's bending motion pierced the veil hiding the secret ladder of men. The bird of Britain catched on Fire, and it's hollering resounded throught the ladders of the mountain until the depths of the abyss. A column of air turned into fire, then violenty erupted from the vowels of the bird, and the wild fire spread as a storm from west to east all throughout the five kingdoms of men away from its own fiery wings, with a gift of misery and a few words to say.
"The name of your woman or the name of your man, will no longer explain their purpose to a man, a woman, or God. Charred words written by thunder will now be the new ladder of men — but until then, darkness upon thee."
The House of Water
I head into the coasts, and the beautiful beaches in-between, to find the stranger who burns images in the skin of men. He is the stranger, and has adopted the body of a monster, and he is one who cannot be understood, so he went on to only go out home in stunts, for the burdens in his heart have become too great to bear. Through terrible pains he has given all he once was for an identity, and as I pick up on his past, i found familiarity in the feelings of his heart. Oh dear friend how we found looking in sadness to ourselves, after doing same but with different means, carrying into our shoulders the loneliness of this world. As you have in-skin the garments of the strange doctrine that I preach — I shall congrate you, for you truly have fought the world entire, for my doctrine is the words of those who shall defeat the world entire.
I may not have your strangeness in-body, but I have it in these words, and in the true feelings of my heart. And I say in admiration that there's no higher form of art, philosophy or religion: than those who perform the highest thing they can give a name about.
Now even within solitude, and at odds with what old dead men call God, I see you and I found strength in you, as I can see you are within me, and in that, you are within everything as it should be - as is meant in everyone who does something that touches the heart of another man. I call this the kingdom of God. Yet blind men and women will wonder how can the kingdom of God possibly be within two outcasts such as you and me.
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Upong giving my regards and waiting for response, I found my way into a bench. It was a warm afternoon, and the wind carried the water of the sea. The bird of Britain came about down from the wind of north, and layed on the bench were I was sitting.
The bird asked: why hast thou become this?
And I said back to bird, scorched he was and nearing death, that it was me someone who was supposed to give names, yet for years I couldn't figure out one for myself. Then on went to being given a name, Alas all the wrong ones. Did Adan gave himself a name? - I asked the bird back. And there was no response from bird. Then I continued.
A man has the essence of his soul retained by what he is seen doing. Yet I did things nobody saw, so my soul wasn't with God but with something just as ancient, and nonetheless unknown by men in its true nature — then Satan as the better known devil, came about and pushed me into a hole. It was my own doing. Yet the things I did, I thought were seen. But nonetheless what I did was without contemplation on a posible return. Just as somebody who prints an image on their own skin. It's permanent. This is the essence of a memory in the soul of the man who's seen by others. But in the familiarity of a man who picked every irreversible decision like the Alien, I find myself feeling sympathy, for the man is still not what he has been seen doing, he shall redeem himself by what he decides to turn himself into.
Is this a way of saying that you want to get yourself a tattoo? Get a new look? - the bird mockingly asked.
And I gave the scorched bird no answer.
Then the bird said unto me: what about your career as a prophet, uh? And the things you said about returning with substance? Do you actually think this is substance?
And i considered what the Bird said, then I negated with a movement of my own head. It is not i answered, but i find the memories of me not making sense unbearable. For those mean the memories of a fool, un pendejo, an insane person, or both. And I will always try to amend what I don't do well. But now I wish for only one thing, and it is to be remembered as someone who makes sense, and who out of that sense, made good upon the world. I don't expect anything in return for what I do now, as it is merely an outlet to keep me sane while I finish editing my work. It's clear I'm too incompetent to be a competent influencer. As for once, I don't care about influencing anyone into what I think; but to perform what I think it's important.
Then every proverbial student is free to take classes so as they see fit, and to interpret such classes as their comprehension gives them grasp of what it's said. In such regard, this is what I offer now, while I make the journey to Madrid. And the bird tilted it's head so as to observe me with his left eye, then after a long impasse, it made a loud and painful caw, and finally flew away. Soon after the bird flew, I looked upon the stars in the nascent night, and confessed to them, that it was the memories of who we were, what often stumps us into wrong beliefs of who we should be, maybe even wasting an entire lifetime retained by that which other people remembered us as being. But we are not the owners of our own names, the place we go, and our destiny. That's the biggest lie the western world of hollywood heros tell you, as in truth is collective agreement what determines what we look like doing and thus the meaning we should comfort to, recalling that names are practical mechanisms to remember the purpose of things, their meaning, and how their motion is described in the world.
But making the task of beating that collective belief, akin to the Nietzschean ideal of the camel turning into the lion, so as to transform it's spirit and become something else. But if it's the golden dragon of all the huamn values which judges you insane, will you be prepared to wrestle with the entire culture so as to have your way?
As I layed my eyes upon each star counting up to the number seventeen, I confessed of being scared of those beliefs, as revisiting the past, became a painful deed — and as I prepared to leave, I uttered one wish on the seventeenth point in the sky.
Lord please grant me strength, the way you have given my friend strenght.
2.
The night deepen, while the sea tide sang its own song of breathing. Some time passed, and then on the stranger showed himself approaching at the distance. I waved my hand at him, and after the instant, he found his way into my bench while I welcomed him with an extended fist which he casually bumped - after the short acknowledgement the dark alien looked at my face in between it's cover of dark, and looking at it undiscernable in its true features, with suspicion asked.
— What is it that you want?
I acknowledged him as a friend, then mentioned my brief research, as I had come to know him as man looking for a job, yet nobody would hire for things mundane due to his appearance. I listened closely to the news, and came to understand that this was a man looking for a second chance.Then I saw the intent behind his doing, and two words came to stick to my own thoughts. The first one was <
In analytical psychology I figured this man was the ESFP —the personality archetype related to the performer and the entertainer—, possessed in an abnormal way by the spirit by which a person submits to it's contrary nature, seeking to integrate and find fulfillment through the chase of what's perceived absent. If he was the ESFP then doing the flip by following the radial axis of each Jungian function in the stack towards their opposite resulted in the INTJ. The mastermind. The architect. The genius yet awfully complex individual. That was the elusive spirit he was chasing.
But a spirit and a character that at its most pronounced embodiment in a person, would experience life as an eternal foreigner hiding from the light of other men. Such made sense to me, for I myself was the INTJ, and had at spirit the ESFP. Him. So where as this man chased the spiritual fulfillment of being a complex and deep individual, I chased the fulfillment of becoming simpler, so I could demonstrate with action the deepest desires of my heart. One who was born plentiful in means to be liked, becomes complex, mysterious and uncomprehended, meeting one who will be seen trying to make sense becoming simpler. For Carl Jung portrayed the anima and animus of individuals, as the sense of what its absent, yet deeply cherished an valued. So I said these things to the alien, while he silently listened to me.
— All of that sounds like bullshit to me. -Said the alien after some contemplation .— Sorry but the things you say, don't mean anything to me.
And alas for I expected such response, as if one thing was true about this journey, was that explaining the journey in and of itself would become it's grimmest task. I affirmated what he just said with a slight nod of head.
— These things I say and how they relate to each other, in its excercise are similar to doing stecheometric balance with equations in the head, but simpler I'm afraid. - Then I paused, looked back into the sea, and continued. — That's high school chemistry, but I don't expect everybody to pick up on it, nor like it, nor understand it.
— Now i have called you a friend, and where I came from we dub with this title the people we share destiny with. As far as I'm concerned, we are chasing the same thing, which is the hardest posible thing. We both innately understand that we are not home, as we want our spirit to return to us, and that's not what a lot of people ever honestly try to attempt in a lifetime; as such is anyone's call to feel complete.
— And very few people ever reach true individuality, beyond the name they are imposed at birth.
Then I looked into the black alien, and in-between his foreign facial features, I interpreted something familiar. Disturbance. And I continued.
— We have given ourselves hell as we lived chasing something hard, so we can avoid the same hell later on when we are finally back to our own house. This is a christian precept, altought a rundimentary one. Does that makes sense to you?
And after listening such, the black alien calmly looked at the veil in my face in silence. Trying to discern what my face actually looked like, but the night was dark. Then turned his stare back to the reflection of the moon over the waters, giving some thought to what I just said. I opened up my backpack, and drawed two cans of beer from it. Offered one to him, and he silently refused with a gesture of hand. I popped my can and gave it a sip, while I myself stared at the tides coming in and out of the shore.
— If you wan't a tattoo, we can work that out. But this sounds annoyingly familiar, and my interest is not religious. Are you religious?
I nodded in affirmation, and complemented saying. — But my doctrine is something nobody has heard nor seen. For its aim, is doing as Christ said, in perfect means. Yet its true that the teaching fits you, as it's the teaching of the future man; and there's nothing in common between the current man and the future man, as they may very well be different species. This is the precept of evolution.
The alien seemed surprised.
— These two men don't know each other, for the current man doesn't know where the future man comes from, for he himself doesn't know where he is going. Yet in deep realization of your own artistic concept, I think you might want new ideas to meet with your appearance. So tell me, are you curious about what truly happens to a man after he dies? Do you want to learn how to read someone's mind? Do you want to blast with words of fire the hearts of an amazed crowd?
But the black alien broke his calm contemplation of what I was saying, and slighty disturbed, aggressively rebuked after hearing such.
— But you mentioned 'Christ', so you must be christian. How can a christian even say anything interesting in this current time? Last time I asked, their sayings were dreaded by restriction - so why would anyone condemn themselves to a life of bore? Are you a christian?
And I nodded after the question, in silence. Admittedly, for I knew what the problem was with being what I was, and my new companion was bang on identifying it. Made a pause, then raised my sight to where it met with the sky and the stars in it, and I said back to him.
— I am, but not one of a type you have ever seen, for the Christ that comes, is a Christ of art.
2.
The riptide sang, in its secret dialect of earth and sea. I looked upon the coast, turned an eye blind, and saw the ocean as the scorpio, and the land as the taurus; as it was the struggle between two lovers, never meant to consume each other. Ideal love then - yet not to confuse with this partnership as it was whimsilcally tied by the means in which i arranged my current conversation; for my lady somewhere waited for me. Then i allowed my eyes to rest still.
The alien looked upon me, undiscernable in my intentions, and again figured for himself that my interest towards him wasn’t clear. In suspicion, and after the moment he collected his thoughts asked “In your weird words you dubbed me performer, so what is it exactly that you wan’t from me. To me it seems like you are gathering people for some form of religious clown show. When you forced this meeting upon me, was this a proposal you thought i would find amusement in?”. And after the statement my own stare wandered in my conversation partner. While as he had his say, i returned to my can of beer, and finished it with a long gulp. Tempered in an unwillingness to fall to my new found friend irritation, i said within my own thoughts: “The alien looks easy going, but he is barbed in wit”.
Then i opened the can of beer that the stranger rejected; the loud pop resounded in the relative silence, interrupting for a moment the steady chorus of the sea. Gave it a long sip, and said.
– Theres no proposal in place yet. But im certain of something, and that is that both of us are messed individuals which reached the bottom doing the same thing - but the way my understandment of the human soul goes: two people can act by mere interaction as reactives to each other, creating a new chemical compound after the fact.
– This new psychology is very much like chemistry. But it is not my intention to draw you into something, but to pull myself out of this «something» by doing right on another person and maybe that person reflecting the good back on me. I just need a conversation partner, thats all. And i will do this with you, and with many people more. Presidents included.
The alien reflected on it, and after the hiatus of a long standing position of suspicion he finally gave in, and eased up with a slight smile. A strange smile of relief. But the smile, was all too familiar for me, as i realized the man was a tortured individual: a person in long standing pain. I smiled back the way he did, and continued.
– Our pain has a common name, and is a name that can be written with words unfortunately. It’s the devilish mother of all spiritual ills and its foundation, rests at the concept of a past that wasnt solved. It’s called «inadequeacy», and for people like you and me, understanding one day that such inadecuacy had to be solved by our own means, lead us into an act where our name changed as the changes in our cover up act to solve our inadequacy did.
– We never honored the past or the present in our pursuit, as we desired in passion to find solution to the present, by matching it into the idealization of some future without ever realizing that the old or present essence of ones being would be crushed into non existance by said future.
– Then we found the realization of that new name, only to understand that its demands became a tyranny on the other faces of our soul: as our soul is not something that can be undestood in unity, but something that conceives in the beginning in multiple things which try to give shape to one thing. Theres many people in a village, and our minds, are no exception.
— But happiness is only achieved by those who have their soul entire - or those who are the same person regardless of the context and scenario. And we gave to much to somebody that wasn't us, as our spirit took possession and lead us down.
– This is this the essence by which someone goes to hell, only to do one thing over again, getting an ever lasting pain for all the things that were given up chasing that which was absent. The more someone is forced into being shaped by the thing that was concevied in lust, the more the individual misses the place they used to call home, for that is no longer within ones reach. Does this makes sense to you?
The alien left me with no answer, and as he contemplated the sea, a tear travelled through his strange face.
– In this state of anguish, affliction rarely ever feels company, as the very individual condition that was pursued, became a full suit and persona to be forced upon and wear. Hell, is one lonely place man because we only learn to speak a language, that only makes sense to ourselves. But i think we can find a way out of it. This is why I'm here.
“Look, what you’ve done, it’s not something i can see the way you can see my own doing on me.” The alien replied. “Besides the way in which i canno’t see your face in this night, you seem ordinary — but what you talk and the way you say it, evokes in every word regret. What is it that you’ve done that has you regret like this?”
As the alien finished speaking, I emptied the can of beer, layed my eyes on the irregular grooves that my feet had left on the sand, and then replied back to him, after making a recap of the story i had repeatedly told myself after falling down.
“My story, is the fairy tale of a guy who makes way for the new coming of a new man; a better man for the world, while he casts disarray upon the earth: much to his dismay, at the expense of his own soul as the people who become victims of disasters, were ones who this man deemed unfair; cruel, evil, despicable in past. That was at the beginning."
"Theres a pile of corpses behind that character — even in covid time, people as close as the local priest of the small town he lived in, would break their neck after falling in the shower, as he had the slightest suspicion of their secret deeds. All clean deads for that matter. Untraceable to nothing but sheer randomness. Magic as it seeems. But were this folk truly evil people or even guilty of anything? You may ask - the man never knew it for sure, as he never had faculties such as godly omniscience to actually know it; which has taken a toll on him, as the burden of justice is an unberable one for anything but a god."
"Which leads to another point: spontaneously picturing random numbers in the head, associating them with psychological compounds by angular momentum, and actually being bang on the suspicion. Truth friend, in its stochastic presentation: it's unberable.”
“Consequential of such attempts to rationalize his own story in the eyes of people such as close family, my dude became clinically diagnosed with referenced thinking. Which are fancy words for schizophrenia. Nobody believed the story as it was uttered."
"Yet the consequences are there for everyone to see, altought not visible in their cause and effect by anybody but this guy, which lead him first into regret over ever starting his quest as a reformer; and then repent.”
“Now before he realized of this lets call it «curse», he preached for years over the internet as the disasters started to slowly creep up. He preached in a fashion parallel to Niestzches Zarathustra; Zarathustra meaning a famous philosophical device artificied by the philosopher Niestzche, who’s aim was to portray the best posible man, as something he dubbed the <<Übermensch>> ”.
“Such concept being the seemingly more elegant brand of a humanist ideal for a not so distant future: today - albeit a wrong one, for this guy was not dyonisian himself. The backbone of his framework, is analytical psycholgy becoming a chariot for a true understandment of human nature: and ultimately a facilitator for love within light: not within ignorance; not within darkness. Most philosophers today though would mock anything analytical in it's aim."
"Then on the guy preached and dwelved further into the relative hole of his own doctrine: and became imprisoned by what he didn’t got right at first attempt, making him in the process the character that Nietzsche from the comfort of his own writers seat, never attempted to actually embody within realistic means: eventually figuring out within himself the ultimate Nietzschean aristocrat: a magic pen granted by being capetian by mother: from judah by father."
"But Alas, you have no idea how common suicide is within philosophers after they finish their best work. As language, becomes the ultimate barrier for understandment, and then to ones capacity to feel love. Difference — true saliency in ones individual destiny— leads to the gravest posible pain. Ironic isn’t it?”
“Besides technical work with a new form of psychology inspired by analytical chemistry, as that drawed from his efforts during the light of day, five years ago, once he felt the urge to try to reach out to the world from a position of what he deemed was greater understandment: he primitively preached during night his new set of ideas for people to behave beyond the limitations of manipulative psychology, albeit a harsh doctrine meant to clear the way for a better product: Christ himself."
"This is not a doctrine a human being can actually perform, as such its christianity at its highest capacity to bear fruit. It’s an impossible doctrine, yet solves the oldest problem posed in the bible. All which sounds very sci-fi bullshit-y but actual problems started for the protagonist in this tale, when the preaching matched with terrible consequences. Not figurative, but within tangible reality.”
“So just as we talk, theres a small legion of hackers pretending to be doing internet social experiments while talking in an artsy matter: much in my own style, entertaining the exact same concepts - a legion of dangerous monkeys, i have no control over."
"One of the many unexpected consequences being this, yet prompted by something evil; ancient: essentially replicating what my protagonist developed and then preached over the years, while these "hacktivists" lay their attention on things and people, as they select them and enforce upon them strict surveillance, to behave properly. Then to destroy them, as they did in 2020 with many corporations and institutions.A bizarre combination of theater actors to my own liking, and then cyber-security demigods: omniscient in their claims to surveill, and they are - derivative such of another device of what I've done; which is to build a theater so people can make-believe that they are infact performing within themselves something greater - but that's matter for another story."
“Most of the corpses piling up flat out dead, have no relation to him whatsoever; they became victims as my protagonist took measures to fight back the monster he found at the foundation of the known world. This is not an elaborate analogy for one's own unseen capacity for evil, as i mean this: a monster as literally as it can be. For these things friend, im doomed as in true strenght, i have nothing but the pen i use to write down what i think albeit always at danger of it’s eventual inversion. I have no real friends left. Not one who can understand, or help bear the pain: as friendship and love are all gated by understandment."
"The full story has many more vertients, but i think i’ve done it enough justice. This is the predicament of an insane man chased by his own shadow as he builds a better man: one who delivers heavenly things, and then a shadow stringed to deliver tyranny as the very strings behind him make the better man stumble while he tries to keep a grasp of his own spirit, and then of his own soul."
"That monster behind, is wicked smart — and cannot be outwitted nor overpowered but anything but divine smite."
“I’m heading now to a new country, to try to get friends from the only institution in the world who knows and adresses the current times being, and who by extension, might believe me. And to clarify, these being the end of times; but not the end of the world. Yet now i myself have a damocles sword pending over my own head, and i need to do something about it before it falls.”
And as i said these things, i reached out to my backpack drawing a third can of beer from it — besides my own super laptop, thats what my backpack had: an infinite supply of beer. Corona, Indio, Victoria, Dos Equis, Heineken; you name it. I popped the can, and gave it a long and definite sip as i emptied it complete.
The alien didn't try to show that he understood, but stood still in silence, with his sight in the sand below and pressing lips, knowing by my demeanor; that these things as I've said them was something that I needed to do. Then he said: "I don't follow man. You say you preach and then disasters occur. Like a prophet from the bible?"
"Yes. Then I preached to get rid of the things that are actually making the world worse, and something awoke soon after, and since then; everything I do is subject to being misinterpreted due to the diffamatory action of this thing. Now everytime I do something, it can be twisted and turned against my original intent. Right now the hackers are my worst problem: I may have a degree in computers but I have no fucking idea whatsoever of hacking. I earn my living as an A.I engineer.".
The alien raised his sight to meet with mine, and after doing some contemplation on the fact, quite simply said: "You are insane". Then lowered his own sight, and raised it again to meet with the sea and continued. "If you want a tattoo, we can work that out. But either way and whatever parts of your story are true and even worse; the ones you may be lying about: you sound dangerous in a delusional kind of sense, and my life is hard enough as is."
I pressed my fists, knowing then the old same thing had happened again. For I had never forced anything upon anybody, and I was willing to respect that until the bitter end. Then I released the build up of frustration with a loud sigh, and after this amend, I replied back.
"I understand and respect it. But let me just propose you that if you ever want to figure what is beyond life as it's lived by person who has never seen what is like to be someone you write a great story about; you can pin me, and I'll show you what's beyond that door. Give it some thought."
The alien; The Black Alien Project stayed there sitting, spechless but calm, almost expecting something else to be convinced about. But pointless, for i knew that nobody can be forced into anything without bringing a transgression into play – and i wasn’t one to taint myself in sin if it could be avoided. Not anymore.
3.
I made the distance at steady pace walking along the shore, until i found a small group of pines in-between the liminal space of the beach and the land. I sat with one of the pines trunk behind my back, and drawed the Schizo Pills from my eternal supply of traveller goodies.
Quetiapine 100 mg, and Olanzapine 10 mg, i made a smaller fragment from the olanzapine pill, and swallowed both complete. As their side effects were concerned, they would soon knock me out of conscience, as this little ritual was my own way of calling the day complete – then i layed there, vigilant, waiting for my own drowsiness to claim me into sleep - but the Bird of Britan came flying from above, and stood besides me.
\Chirp, Chirp, Chirp**
I watched the bird, annoyed, as its presence had become an omen for contempt. For me and the death people of my past. I frowned upon the little shit, and said nothing. The bird made a little nod, while tilting its head in excentricity the way birds do, and replied. — Hey Andrew!, do you remember when you tried to penetrate your own computer to make a universe grow inside of it? I just wan’t to know something: did your computer moan? Did it finally learnt how to scream your name?
\Chirp Chirp**
Ignoring the bird, i closed my eyes and stayed like that for a long moment, hoping to make the bird think i was asleep. Maybe that would make him leave.
— Can’t bullshit me like that Sweetheart. So please tell me something; why don’t you command one of your supermodels; these muses, to come here and warm the bed for you. It's a cold night and you seem lonely brah
. \Chirp Chirp**
I opened my eyes, and irritated, pointed menacingly at the bird turning my left hand into an imaginary gun. I had already failed at something today, and wasn’t convinced i needed the memory of the things i failed at before. Not now.
- Hol’ up cowboy ! you wan’t to bang my bird ass when you should be banging a bitch ass. What happened with Tyrone huckleberry? Did you managed to make him as impotent as you are right now? —I held steady my hand; and tired, the tempation to pull again the trigger on the bird was growing larger. I saw red roses in my own sight, making a terrible omen for a migraine forthcoming. Said nothing.
Said nothing.
- Alright cowboy, i will give meaning to that revelations verse. What was it? Ah yes. Revelations 9:6. Every single person with an internet history will be as paranoid as you were in 2020. Everyone will be diffamated into acts of political terrorism! Aren’t you am-
"No longer care for love unless it's between good friends”. Said to myself. There was certainly a migraine coming, but maybe my dreams would help convince it otherwise. And as far as the hoes were concerned, Furious Angels would be there for them. Like the Rob Dougan song.
4.
Found my own mind after the slumber – asleep, then awake. I realized several hours passed - at least enough to wake up and witness the sun rise above the sea. But as for dreams, the light veil of their memories wasn't something to rely upon. But i did remember something, and it was some overtone in dread; an atmosphere of fear – and a kind of dread sustained in it’s inevitability by the urgency that builds upon dearth.
Now what exactly was it though? I couldn’t remember from my dreams, but ever since i falled to my own death i had always present in mind the future succesion of events that would follow when things started to go very wrong. Iran, the U.S, Israel - now whatever was it in the news; the outcome would be the same. A thousand more cuts to an already languishing economy. Make that corpse bleed, and then fall off a cliff.
As such things would be cooked, just as the bird of britain. The bird was still there though: just in pieces and roasted like the contents of a dropped KFC bucket would. But the little shit would return - as it always did. The economy? Not so much.
Yet i digress. None of the world circumstances mattered as far i was concerned – i had built a small and portable solar system to power my laptop, and my beer supply was well, infinite - i made myself sure that i had my needs covered whatever happened around me. Not tied to even a house for that matter. I incorporated myself and gave my back a stretch. The morning breeze coming from the sea evocated in my memories some time that had long passed – late childhood. I rejected those memories as they beared with them things i didnt wan’t to remember - then wen’t on as usual in my morning routine scrolling through my instagram feed, figuring if there were any new hoes to maybe motivate me into doing my God imposed labour.
Labour which was to either write, or to finish the House of Water — then after scrolling i did in fact saw a new hoe; i dropped a Faux Pas comment. Maybe she would play along, maybe not. Whatever. Sometimes I would put in a lot of effort to do a rhyme. But the effort depended on the insta-hoe in question. I know. Not the best of habits, but back in elementary school i was the kind of kid that would only get motivation when the girls in the classroom were present in physEd. And then i would run faster: whole lotta faster. Run Forrest! Run! Women love used to fuel me; and the habit sticked — and at the moment, i was kinda done with the idea of female trascendence. Would rely on their love, but not on their validation. Not like a simp. Fuck that.
Furthermore, what results did i demonstrably mustered after pursuing true egalitarianism and sharing it? Exactly. A bitch gonna do what a bitch gonna do, and so does the human female. After publishing the comment, I locked my phone and walked towards the highway, as i was planning to pay a visit to somebody long forgotten - I had kind of a schedule that i was going to follow, before taking the plane to Madrid and become hispanic Jon Snow from the walgreens Nightwatch.
2024.05.15 22:12 Interesting-Call-62 Am I doing minimalism all wrong?
A few days ago I made a post regarding minimalism and Christmas, a few people commented, a few sent me a direct message request and we've had a long conversation. I know there's one exact definition of minimalism and some of us do interpret things differently but it has led to one wondering if she's doing minimalism all wrong and I would love to hear thoughts from minimalists who've been doing it longer and minimalists in general.
When I started minimalism, my first mission was decluttering my house, it's been successful but there's still a lot to do, it also feels overwhelming because I feel there's so much stuff still. The latest area I've decluttered is technology. I got rid of two laptops, two phones, I now have the original phone I bought in 2022, I truly hope this is my last phone ever as I hate using phones. I got rid of the two laptops I have been given and stuck to using a small laptop that I bought last year. My minimalism journey started when I wasn't happy with my phone usage and felt I needed to do something about it. I haven't deleted my social media accounts yet, I have deleted them of my phone. I think the reason I haven't deleted my phone is because of FOMO and it's a struggle. I'm 23 and I'm at university in the UK. I've got classmates on Snapchat and uni mates on Instagram. I don't want to cut contact with these people and I've been added to groupchats and I fear by deleting social media I'll be missing out.
When I decided to do something about my phone, I decided to become a digital minimalist, I felt if I want to become a digital minimalist I need to practice minimalism in real life too. It's a struggle and now I'm left wondering if I've been doing minimalism wrong or not. Since starting university I have struggled with deciding things like whether I want a notebook and pen instead of laptop, to me a notebook and pen is simpler but the laptop does help save the environment, I'm trying to cut down on my screen time, yet I kept a digital wallet and I only keep my student ID card and my Driving license in my backpack as a just in case. I have a digital calendar. I also got rid of my phone case as I feel it's more clutter that isn't needed. I use my phone a lot less now, I do keep all the notifications of. I'm logged into social media on my laptop, I only login once a week every Sunday evening just to check any messages that may have come through.
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When I started minimalism, my first mission was decluttering my house, it's been successful but there's still a lot to do, it also feels overwhelming because I feel there's so much stuff still. The latest area I've decluttered is technology. I got rid of two laptops, two phones, I now have the original phone I bought in 2022, I truly hope this is my last phone ever as I hate using phones. I got rid of the two laptops I have been given and stuck to using a small laptop that I bought last year. My minimalism journey started when I wasn't happy with my phone usage and felt I needed to do something about it. I haven't deleted my social media accounts yet, I have deleted them of my phone. I think the reason I haven't deleted my phone is because of FOMO and it's a struggle. I'm 23 and I'm at university in the UK. I've got classmates on Snapchat and uni mates on Instagram. I don't want to cut contact with these people and I've been added to groupchats and I fear by deleting social media I'll be missing out.
When I decided to do something about my phone, I decided to become a digital minimalist, I felt if I want to become a digital minimalist I need to practice minimalism in real life too. It's a struggle and now I'm left wondering if I've been doing minimalism wrong or not. Since starting university I have struggled with deciding things like whether I want a notebook and pen instead of laptop, to me a notebook and pen is simpler but the laptop does help save the environment, I'm trying to cut down on my screen time, yet I kept a digital wallet and I only keep my student ID card and my Driving license in my backpack as a just in case. I have a digital calendar. I also got rid of my phone case as I feel it's more clutter that isn't needed. I use my phone a lot less now, I do keep all the notifications of. I'm logged into social media on my laptop, I only login once a week every Sunday evening just to check any messages that may have come through.
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2024.05.15 20:40 DarthByard Comedy at Wig & Pen this Friday :)
George Street Comedy Club is back on Friday 17 May.
Every Friday 4 circuit acts and a pro-club headliner will take the stage in the loft room at the Wig and Pen.
Expect high drama, big laughs, revelations! It is all happening at George Street Comedy Club with a new lineup each week.
Headlining this week's show is Eryn Tett :)
Born and raised in Singapore, Eryn moved to the UK at 18 to pursue comedy. Since then she has lived and performed in New York, New Zealand and in the summer of 2018 she finally settled down on the London scene. Her Alternative comedy performances have gain traction in a series of competitions.
Laughing Horse New Act of the Year Finalist 2018
2NorthDown New Act of the Year Runner Up 2020
Funny Women Stage Award Finalist 2020
Cherry Comedy Break out Act of the Year 2020
Tickets: https://www.fatsoma.com/e/qr056id3/george-street-comedy-club-may-17
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Every Friday 4 circuit acts and a pro-club headliner will take the stage in the loft room at the Wig and Pen.
Expect high drama, big laughs, revelations! It is all happening at George Street Comedy Club with a new lineup each week.
Headlining this week's show is Eryn Tett :)
Born and raised in Singapore, Eryn moved to the UK at 18 to pursue comedy. Since then she has lived and performed in New York, New Zealand and in the summer of 2018 she finally settled down on the London scene. Her Alternative comedy performances have gain traction in a series of competitions.
Laughing Horse New Act of the Year Finalist 2018
2NorthDown New Act of the Year Runner Up 2020
Funny Women Stage Award Finalist 2020
Cherry Comedy Break out Act of the Year 2020
Tickets: https://www.fatsoma.com/e/qr056id3/george-street-comedy-club-may-17
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2024.05.15 19:24 WonderingWhenSayHi How many of you fly? Have you flown often?
Hi All,
I don't have a nut allergy, but my girlfriend does, she's allergic to peanuts and all other nuts, she had a reaction when she was really young and that's how she found out, as far as we know, she's not really had a reaction in the past 20 years or so.
Her allergy was really severe as a child I think, so we're super careful now, we check vigorously at restaurants, etc. (I've not actually ate a single nut myself since the day we got together, and I used to love them!)
Anyway, I have really severe anxiety, especially surrounding my girlfriends allergies, I try my hardest to keep her safe, I make sure her epi-pens are always with us, we're stocked up on Benadryl, etc.
We're going from the UK to USA in a few months and it's an 11 hour flight each way, and we're also doing a few internal flights that range from 2 hours to 5 hours, as we're visiting a few states.
I've made the holiday agents aware and they're going to inform the airline so we can pre-board early to wipe down our seats, arm-rests, trays etc, and they've also said they won't be serving any nuts on the plane etc.
My question is, do many of you fly? If so, do you fly often? I'm really nervous about her flying, she's been abroad many times in the past, and I've been on a plane with her a few times too, but I didn't realise in the past that allergies on planes are something that can be problematic if someone on the flight is eating nuts etc.
I'm hoping you guys can put my mind at ease a little bit and I'm worrying for no reason.
I guess my questions really are:
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I don't have a nut allergy, but my girlfriend does, she's allergic to peanuts and all other nuts, she had a reaction when she was really young and that's how she found out, as far as we know, she's not really had a reaction in the past 20 years or so.
Her allergy was really severe as a child I think, so we're super careful now, we check vigorously at restaurants, etc. (I've not actually ate a single nut myself since the day we got together, and I used to love them!)
Anyway, I have really severe anxiety, especially surrounding my girlfriends allergies, I try my hardest to keep her safe, I make sure her epi-pens are always with us, we're stocked up on Benadryl, etc.
We're going from the UK to USA in a few months and it's an 11 hour flight each way, and we're also doing a few internal flights that range from 2 hours to 5 hours, as we're visiting a few states.
I've made the holiday agents aware and they're going to inform the airline so we can pre-board early to wipe down our seats, arm-rests, trays etc, and they've also said they won't be serving any nuts on the plane etc.
My question is, do many of you fly? If so, do you fly often? I'm really nervous about her flying, she's been abroad many times in the past, and I've been on a plane with her a few times too, but I didn't realise in the past that allergies on planes are something that can be problematic if someone on the flight is eating nuts etc.
I'm hoping you guys can put my mind at ease a little bit and I'm worrying for no reason.
I guess my questions really are:
- Do you fly often with your allergy?
- If so, have you ever had a problem? Or is it generally pretty safe so long as you don't eat the nuts yourself.
2024.05.15 18:54 Pilot_0017 Flight from Malaga to Barcelona cancelled
My flight from Malaga to Barcelona was initially delayed and then cancelled on 11th May by Vueling. It was initially scheduled to fly at 9:15 am, then showed a delay due to some technical error, and the app showed 13:30 flight time, and after that, it finally got cancelled. Flight no. is VY2114. All the airlines said that they would refund the ticket and give €250 pp compensation as per EU law, but I'm wondering if there is anything else I can get. I had to book a very expensive train ticket because it was last minute and it meant loss of an entire day in Barcelona. I have travel insurance that I will approach for claim in addition to this. I'm based out of the UK if that helps. Thanks!
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2024.05.15 18:16 SeeCrew106 MEGATHREAD - Slovak Prime Minister Robert Fico shot multiple times by 71-year-old former security guard
Summary
Slovak PM Robert Fico, a pro-Putin populist, has been shot multiple times while visiting small Slovakian town Handlová. Politico reported he was hit in the head and chest. Aktuality.sk reports he was shot once in the stomach and twice in the arm. Five shots were fired in total before the suspect was taken down and apprehended. A 71-year-old named as Juraj Cintula has been arrested. Fico was transported to a hospital in Banská Bystrica. There was a planned rally in Handlová to protest the controversial overhaul of Slovakia's radio and TV services. That rally has now been canceled by the organizers.JPDU - Video of the moment Slovak PM Robert Fico was shot by Juraj Cintula (HQ, EN subtitles)
JPDU - Video from the scene right after Slovak PM Robert Fico was shot
JDPU - BBC - Slovakia's deputy prime minister says he believes Fico 'will survive' (This is after surgery)
JPDU - A video has been leaked purportedly showing the 71-year-old shooter, Juraj Cintula, explain why he shot Slovak PM Robert Fico (EN subtitles)
How this last video was allowed to go public is currently unknown. Slovaks are asking why the SIS (Slovakia's intelligence agency) didn't catch this in time. The man in the video, alleged to be the shooter, says he is angry with the current political direction of the country. He then implies he is upset about the destruction of RTVS, the Slovak national public broadcaster, as well as the expulsion of Judicial Council president Ján Mazák last month over ostensibly having other judges investigated. Mazák was not allowed to defend himself and claimed it was within his authority to do so.
- This just in: JPDU - Unverified claims Fico assailant Cintula was associated with pro-Russian paramilitary group Slovenskí Branci (SB).
However, Cintula appears to be a man of many contradictions. (You'll have to use Google Translate)
Also:
Things are getting a bit weird. Responses from Fico's allies indicate there will be a draconian response.
Background
Why is all this relevant?Slovakia used to be part of Czechoslovakia. Hitler occupied the Sudetenland region of Czechoslovakia in 1938 after France and the U.K. ceded control. After WWII, Czechoslovakia became a communist state under de facto Soviet tyranny via the Warsaw Pact. Four Warsaw Pact countries invaded Czechoslovakia in 1968 in response to the Prague Spring. In 1989, when the USSR started collapsing, the Velvet Revolution restored democracy. Czechoslovakia dissolved in 1992 into the Czech Republic and Slovakia. The capital of the Czech Republic is Prague (which I visited and regard as the most beautiful city I've ever seen) and the capital of Slovakia is Bratislava. Slovakia borders Ukraine directly and is geostrategically important.
Robert Fico is a highly controversial pro-Putin populist attempting to mimic Viktor Orbán's takeover and de-democratization of neighboring Hungary to the South. Quoting from a Politico article from March this year:
Fico is “trying to create a mafia state … where the primary goal is to keep the pyramid of power functioning,” Michal Vašečka, a political analyst at the Bratislava Policy Institute said.And:
Explainer: Who is Robert Fico?Source: The Guardian live thread
Robert Fico, Slovakia’s prime minister, was shot today in the town of Handlová, where he had been meeting supporters, and taken to hospital.
Born into a working-class family on 15 September 1964, Fico – a lawyer by profession – began his political career with the Communist party shortly before the 1989 Velvet Revolution that led to the breakup of former Czechoslovakia.
He set up his centre-left Smer-SD party in 1999 after being turned down for a ministerial post by the Democratic Left, the Communists’ political heirs.
Embroiled in allegations of corruption he has always denied, Fico is brash and outspoken, with a penchant for bodybuilding, football and fast cars.
Fico admires both Vladimir Putin, saying he would not permit the Russian president’s arrest under an international warrant if he came to Slovakia, and Hungary’s illiberal leader, Viktor Orbán, “who defends the interests of his country and his people”.
The Smer leader is also a tactician: in a three-decade career, he has navigated successfully between mainstream, pro-EU positions and a fiercely nationalist, anti-western rhetoric destined mainly for domestic consumption, proving more than willing to change tack depending on public opinion or political reality.
What is also notable is that on February 21st, 2018, young investigative reporter Ján Kuciak and his fiancée Martina Kušnírová were murdered in their home in the village of Veľká Mača in south-west Slovakia. Ján had discovered that 'Ndrangheta member Antonino Vadala from the Vadala clan in the south of Italy had ties to two senior government advisers working for Robert Fico. The subsequent widespread protests brought down the Fico government.
For more background, see Vsquare.org - Robert Fico, Slovakia's man who lives for vengeance (2024-05-09) - This article is a must-read.
In any case, this assassination attempt looks like a godsend for Russia and Vladimir Putin.
Recap
Here’s a recap of everything we know about the shooting so far:Source: The Guardian live thread
- Slovakia’s prime minister Robert Fico was shot multiple times during a visit to the town of Handlova where he was seen greeting supporters moments before the attack.
- The 59-year-old Putin ally was rushed to a local hospital and has now been airlifted to Banská Bystrica hospital.
- He is in a life-threatening condition, with the next few hours said to be crucial.
- A man was detained at the scene and is in police custody.
- European leaders have condemned the attack, with Rishi Sunak saying: “Shocked to hear this awful news. All our thoughts are with Prime Minister Fico and his family.”
- The shooting comes just three weeks before the crucial European Union Parliament elections.
Updating as we go along.
Reports
| Source | Title/Link | Timestamp (UTC) (Descending) |
|---|---|---|
| The Guardian - YouTube (unlisted) | Slovakian PM wheeled into hospital in Banská Bystrica after helicopter transfer | 2024-05-15T15:22Z |
| HNOnline.sk | Assassination of Fico: The Prime Minister was shot in Handlova, he needs emergency surgery | 2024-05-15T13:50Z |
| Politico | Slovak Prime Minister Robert Fico shot in head and chest, reports say | 2024-05-15T13:31Z |
| The Guardian | Slovakia prime minister Robert Fico shot and injured | 2024-05-15T13:25Z |
| BBC | Slovak PM Fico in hospital after being shot | 2024-05-15T13:11Z |
| AP | Slovakia’s prime minister wounded in shooting | 2024-05-15T13:07Z |
| Reuters | Slovak PM Fico shot and injured, TASR agency reports | 2024-05-15T11:47Z |
Live threads
| Source | Title/Link | Latest |
|---|---|---|
| The Independent | Slovakia PM shooting latest: Putin ally Robert Fico taken to hospital after gunman attack | Robert Fico not in a life threatening situation, says deputy prime minister |
| The Guardian | Slovakia’s prime minister Robert Fico shot in abdomen and undergoing surgery – Europe live | Robert Fico “is expected to survive” following surgery, his deputy prime minister Tomas Taraba said. |
| Sky News | Slovakia Prime Minister shot - latest: Robert Fico suffers 'brutal' assassination attempt, says president; leader in hospital | Slovak deputy PM believes Fico will survive - report |
Previously on Robert Fico
- Politico - Slovakia’s Fico plots to dismantle the free press (2024-05-11)
- Politico - Slovakia, the EU’s next rule of law headache (2024-03-20)
- NOEL Reports - Prime Minister of Slovakia Robert Fico with an appalling video statement regarding the anniversary of the full scale war in Ukraine (2024-02-24)
2024.05.15 18:05 aresha05 Chicago- Extra Meds Follistim, Ganirelix, Menopur
 | UPDATE: ALL CLAIMED AND PENDING PICKUP submitted by aresha05 to eggfreezing [link] [comments] I have a bunch of leftover meds and supplies that I would hate to go to waste. Located in Chicago. Free. DM to pickup, might be willing to send if you cover the shipping and supplies. All have been refrigerated and unopened. Menopur (menotropin) with 75unit solr- 3 boxes (a total of 15 75 unit vials and sodium chloride solution)Ganirelix 250 mcg/0.5 mL- 5 syringesFollistim AQ (follitropin beta) Cartridges 900unt/1.08ml soln- 3 cartridgesAlso have a bunch of unopened needles, syringes, Q-caps, and a Follistim injection pen.https://preview.redd.it/i1kjjrhc5m0d1.png?width=300&format=png&auto=webp&s=4b2469792114f7ae25ffc36d94281ebbaa80b5e8 https://preview.redd.it/q0ozxwji5m0d1.png?width=200&format=png&auto=webp&s=da2663577a25ef646d56d24566a370139a0d6d81 https://preview.redd.it/9r016pwm5m0d1.png?width=259&format=png&auto=webp&s=c40b595ab108a00432c81ae7a21d3d0c05e49b8a |
2024.05.15 17:48 NearbyBlacksmith2271 How many people own a MG3?
As the title says, how many people own a MG3 and how would you rate yours? I own a 2016 one and I’ve not had it for long, just wanted to know other’s experiences.
It’s good overall however it’s a Chinese car so some stuff are abit iffy jiffy. For example. I posted a few months back about the centre box thingy missing half the cover and recently I removed it to put a screen in and it was all there, just separated and stuck towards the back.
Also, the rear view mirror vibrated randomly at times when driving as if it’s getting ready to break.
Also, wondering if anyone knows why my car vibrates quite a lot when I’m braking (any speed over 30mph). I was told the wheels need rebalancing and I’ve done this but it’s the exact same. I had a black box put in a few months back and I don’t know where but I THINK it’s somewhere under or behind the steering wheel, could it be this?
Edit: If anyone has a MG and wants to add a screen, I have a spare frame for it. I couldn’t find a single one in the UK so ordered from china. Then ordered the screen from china and it came with another frame so I have a spare one.
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It’s good overall however it’s a Chinese car so some stuff are abit iffy jiffy. For example. I posted a few months back about the centre box thingy missing half the cover and recently I removed it to put a screen in and it was all there, just separated and stuck towards the back.
Also, the rear view mirror vibrated randomly at times when driving as if it’s getting ready to break.
Also, wondering if anyone knows why my car vibrates quite a lot when I’m braking (any speed over 30mph). I was told the wheels need rebalancing and I’ve done this but it’s the exact same. I had a black box put in a few months back and I don’t know where but I THINK it’s somewhere under or behind the steering wheel, could it be this?
Edit: If anyone has a MG and wants to add a screen, I have a spare frame for it. I couldn’t find a single one in the UK so ordered from china. Then ordered the screen from china and it came with another frame so I have a spare one.
2024.05.15 17:36 Intermittent_Clarity Dosage Advice, Yet Again
I was prescribed a 2mg/3ml pen of Ozempic from my Primary Care doctor for weight loss (39.9 BMI ).The only advice I got from my Dr. before I left the office was "if you have trouble with the injection watch a youtube video".
The pharmacy's label directions are "inject .25 mg ...one time per week ..." Since there are 6 needles and I've seen much (unofficial) advice that the normal progression ls .25mg for four weeks and then bump up to .50 mg. that's what I did. That emptied the pen and corresponded to the 6 needles that came with the kit.
If I strictly followed the Pharmacy label's instructions as .25 mg for the duration of the pen, then I would be short two needles and there would be .50 mg of the med left in the pen, She gave me 3 refills with the same Pharmacy label. I was surprised that the dosage would be the same which would mean going back to .25 mg. I asked the pharmacy if the normal progression is once you're using .50 mg, would you stay on .50. She agreed that it would be very unlikely to be instructed to go back down to .25 mg.
Called the Dr. and tried to relay this through the nurse. I was unable to get the Dr. on the phone. The message I got was a terse "take it exactly as prescribed" which doesn't make any sense. .25 mg for for 18 weeks is not in any progression of dosage I've seen anywhere. Also, I would be consistently be short 2 needles and leave .50 mg of an unfathomably priced med unused, and I'm finding med not as effective at this point.
I have an appointment 6/14, but I'm going to try and get in ASAP and to defend the logical to Dr. The only problem I have is although I've seen the recommended dosage for weight loss over and over again (.25 mg x 4 weeks and .50mg x 4 weeks) all over I haven't found that advice supplied by any source I can point out to the Dr.
Does anyone have a solid/vetted source for the progression of dosage for Ozempic for weight loss? I've only seen this dosage progression for diabetes on the Ozempic website and in scientific literature.
BTW, I've been successful with the .25 mg x 4 weeks and .50 so far. I've lost 11 pounds in 6 weeks and I lost compulsions and obsessiveness about food in the beginning. However, at week 8, I am developing a bigger appetite and have binged a couple of times.
Thanks for any replies!
TL/DR Need "official" source for Ozempic dosage progression for weight loss.
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The pharmacy's label directions are "inject .25 mg ...one time per week ..." Since there are 6 needles and I've seen much (unofficial) advice that the normal progression ls .25mg for four weeks and then bump up to .50 mg. that's what I did. That emptied the pen and corresponded to the 6 needles that came with the kit.
If I strictly followed the Pharmacy label's instructions as .25 mg for the duration of the pen, then I would be short two needles and there would be .50 mg of the med left in the pen, She gave me 3 refills with the same Pharmacy label. I was surprised that the dosage would be the same which would mean going back to .25 mg. I asked the pharmacy if the normal progression is once you're using .50 mg, would you stay on .50. She agreed that it would be very unlikely to be instructed to go back down to .25 mg.
Called the Dr. and tried to relay this through the nurse. I was unable to get the Dr. on the phone. The message I got was a terse "take it exactly as prescribed" which doesn't make any sense. .25 mg for for 18 weeks is not in any progression of dosage I've seen anywhere. Also, I would be consistently be short 2 needles and leave .50 mg of an unfathomably priced med unused, and I'm finding med not as effective at this point.
I have an appointment 6/14, but I'm going to try and get in ASAP and to defend the logical to Dr. The only problem I have is although I've seen the recommended dosage for weight loss over and over again (.25 mg x 4 weeks and .50mg x 4 weeks) all over I haven't found that advice supplied by any source I can point out to the Dr.
Does anyone have a solid/vetted source for the progression of dosage for Ozempic for weight loss? I've only seen this dosage progression for diabetes on the Ozempic website and in scientific literature.
BTW, I've been successful with the .25 mg x 4 weeks and .50 so far. I've lost 11 pounds in 6 weeks and I lost compulsions and obsessiveness about food in the beginning. However, at week 8, I am developing a bigger appetite and have binged a couple of times.
Thanks for any replies!
TL/DR Need "official" source for Ozempic dosage progression for weight loss.
2024.05.15 17:33 thebosstiat Cost Effective Fluoride Test
Edit: NaF, not F.
I'm getting ready to install a water filter under my sink, partially to reduce the NaF content of the water. Going off some medical journalists' research, I'd like to get to 1 mg/L. In order to verify this, I'd like a way to test the water before and after the installation to verify the manufacturer claims about the filter's efficacy.
However, I've yet to find a solution that does this cost effectively. The test strips are cheap, but there's only one color grade low enough to mean the NaF is in the range that I want. Also, the color gradation is so subtle that it would be hard to know for sure where the result fell on the spectrum. I found an electronic device that measures the water to a single PPM, but it's $250. Tests that I would mail in would costs $150-200 to do the before and after style test I want.
Potential solutions:
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I'm getting ready to install a water filter under my sink, partially to reduce the NaF content of the water. Going off some medical journalists' research, I'd like to get to 1 mg/L. In order to verify this, I'd like a way to test the water before and after the installation to verify the manufacturer claims about the filter's efficacy.
However, I've yet to find a solution that does this cost effectively. The test strips are cheap, but there's only one color grade low enough to mean the NaF is in the range that I want. Also, the color gradation is so subtle that it would be hard to know for sure where the result fell on the spectrum. I found an electronic device that measures the water to a single PPM, but it's $250. Tests that I would mail in would costs $150-200 to do the before and after style test I want.
Potential solutions:
- Boil the water. NaF boils at 1700 C, so could I just boil away 90% of the water to get a 10x higher reading?
- Longer test time. Similarly, if I were to double the time the strip is in the water, would the result be 2x the real concentration?