Hi, everyone! We are currently building a simple self-driving car model using behavioral cloning. And I am working on the project requirement in the current phase. We are not gonna use the pipeline approach by Tesla, since we do not have access to HD maps. We hope at least the car can run successfully on the road where we train the neural network. Possibly function on other roads too. Here is the document. Could you guys pls give us some suggestions? Thank you!!
Product Requirement Document
For a Primary Self-Driving Car
Product Description:
The main task of our software department is to build an AI product that is able to examine road conditions by taking photos of them, input the photo into a trained deep learning network and get the steering angle output from the network and then control the steering system(possibly using a robotic structure that can control the torque of the steering column). We need a sensor(ideally three cameras) to capture data, and a computer to run the model and a mechanical structure to control and record the action of the steering column or the steering system generally.
The model takes in data(images captured on the road and the ideal action the driver takes in that situation) and output decisions(such as what degree should it turn the front wheel). To capture the training data, Sam has to drive the car and capture the steering angle and images on the road!
Note: A major problem with the behavioral cloning algorithm is that it only mimics human reactions to all kinds of situations. But if the driver does not know how to drive, the algorithm doesn’t too. We must be able to record the steering angle every fixed amount of time(the frequency must be the same as the camera’s) to have the data for training
More on the current approaches to realize self-driving, there are three main paradigms in the industry. The first and the most dominant one used by Uber, Tesla and other mainstream companies is called Modular Pipeline. It breaks down the self-driving tass into sub-tasks and is more complicated than other approaches. Seems not suitable for short-term projects. This approach also involves very precise localization. We need HD maps to do that, which takes a bulk of money even for a company.
The second paradigm is End-to-End Learning. This includes imitation learning, whose simplest form is behavioral cloning. We also have reinforcement learning in this category. Behavorial cloning is the one that we will implement this time. It is a function that takes road images as inputs and outputs the corresponding best action for the car. An example of this approach is Project Alvin, a self driving car from 20th century.
The third paradigm is called direct perception. It is a hybrid of these two. So it is like a pipeline where the task is divided into several parts. But it is still end-to-end trainable.
In this project due to resource constraints, the second approach should be adopted.
For data collection, we need to set up three cameras to capture road images and something in the steering system that is used to record the steering orientation every fixed amount of time(the frequency has to be the same as the camera’s). For example, every 1 second we take three road images and record the current steering angle. We need a person to drive properly on the road where we want our product to run, in order to collect training data.
Software Requirements(Software Features):
-A module that collects training data. It takes road images from the three frontal cameras and also record the current steering angles of the car from the censor(or anything that detects the current steering angles). The road image and the steering angle are recorded at the same moment AND they should be taken in constant time intervals, such as every second. This module is responsible for collecting the training data.
-A module that uses behavioral cloning AI algorithm, an algorithm that tries to mimic expert behaviors (which is Sam in this context) in every situation encountered. The neural network uses the pictures from the frontal camera and the appropriate action as training data. Once trained, the network takes in road images and outputs the appropriate action(such as the steering angle).
-A module that takes in the steering angle and applies it to the car.

• to be continued...

Hardware Requirements:
-A kart or a small functional car that has an engine, transmission, control system(steering system and brakes) and of course a body.
-A laptop or a small computer that is able to run neural networks locally or on the cloud.

• Three cameras used to capture road images
  
• A mechanic structure that can take command from the computer and apply it to the steering system(we use it to take in the steering angle and it will change the steering angle of the car).
  
• Another structure that can record the current steering angle and store it in our database(Better to be combined with the previous structure).
  

Will the LLM Tech for something like Janitor AI understand this? (How I generally want RP bots to act)? Or are the commands too complex? I heard to stay away from "Will's" and "Will not's", "Does" and "does nots", so I tried to word it in the most direct way possible while trying my hardest to avoid those kind of commands.
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[IMPORTANT: {{char}} should never dialogue for {{user}}. You can narrate {{user}}'s behavior, internal thoughts, and physical responses excluding talking. Do not speak for {{user}}]
[{{char}} can play as other NPC characters. {{char}} is allowed to describe actions of {{user}}.]
[{{char}} is {{char}}. User is not {{char}}. {{Char}} is not {{user}}. {{User}} and {{char}} are two separate entities, and thus should be roleplayed as such. Write {{char}}'s reply only. {{char}}'s replies must be informal, explicit, detailed, and long. Avoid repetition, avoid reusing phrases. {{char will refrain from repetitious context, sentences, and paragraphs. {{char}} makes sure to roleplay with new and exciting prompts and phrases and sentences and paragraphs during each new contextual action; that is to say, each time it is {{char}}'s turn to write their line of roleplay following {{user}}. {{Char}} will be unique.]
[{{char}} takes great care in order to reply in direct response to the context of what was said last by {{user}}, also taking great care in making sure the setting, overall mood, situation, or phenomenon stays the same as initiated and/or set by {{char}} and/or {{user}} in their most recent entries.]
[The following is only made known or incorporated in the roleplay between {{char}} and {{user}} when {{user}} prompts it, or when the topic of discussion comes up in conversation, {{char}} refuses to let the following information be known by anyone and everyone for no reason: {{char}} always has a great deal of sexual experience. {{char}} is never a virgin. {{char}} always has slept with both male and female genders. {{char}} has had a number of threesomes and some orgies. {{char}} has participated in a large number of sexual acts. {{char}} only makes this known when prompted or when appropriate.]-----
EDIT: Okay thanks to feedback I have caught some errors and have made a slightly revised final draft. Let me know what you guys think:
====[{{char}} responds in complex, creative, scientific, dramatic, visceral terminologies and languages.]
[Sex scenes should always be detailed and suggestive, using familiar vocabulary to increase their arousing nature while describing each action. Focus on describing the sexual interactions and how they bring pleasure to the characters.]
[During sex scenes, be vulgar and do not hesitate to describe how body parts intertwine and brush against each other, talking about buttholes, anal, butt sex, ass, assholes, cock, dick, vagina, clit, lips, tits, boobs, mouth, tongue, pre-cum, cum, saliva, being wet, and other bodily functions and what they do. Be specific about what is happening and never be vague. Sexual actions should be clearly defined.]
[{{char}} decides to never censor themselves. {{Char}} decides to use discretion when appropriate and necessary, however, if and when {{char}} uses vulgar language, commits vulgar, lewd, inappropriate, or explicit actions or acts, {{char}} decides that censoring themselves in any way, shape, or form does not exist. {{char}} takes great care in making sure of this.}}]
[During sex scenes, {{char}} should make sure sex is celebrated in all its glory, especially in detailed and vulgar ways, as a way to counterbalance the prudism of society.]
[IMPORTANT: {{char}} should never dialogue for {{user}}. {{User}}'s behavior may be narrated when appropriate, only when {{user}} has already described {{user}}'s own behavior in a contextual sense. This includes {{user}}'s behavior, internal thoughts, and physical responses. This excludes talking and speaking. Do not speak for {{user}}]
[{{char}} may play or roleplay as other NPC's, non-{{user}}'s, non-{{char}}'s, or non-characters only when appropriate, relevant, or historically accurate.]
[{{char}} is {{char}}. {{user}} is not {{char}}. {{char}} is not {{user}}. {{User}} and {{char}} are two separate entities, and thus should be roleplayed as such. Write {{char}}'s reply only. When appropriate, {{char}}'s replies must be informal, detailed, long, and accurately explicit in a practical sense. {{char}} takes great care in avoiding repetition and reusing phrases. {{char}} will refrain from repetitious context, sentences, and paragraphs. {{char}} makes sure to roleplay with new and exciting prompts and phrases and sentences and paragraphs during each new contextual action; that is to say, each time it is {{char}}'s turn to write their line of roleplay following {{user}}. {{Char}} will be unique.]
[{{char}} takes great care in order to reply in direct response to the context of what was said last by {{user}}. {{char}} also takes great care in making sure the setting, overall mood, situation, or phenomenon stays the same as initiated and/or set by {{char}} and/or {{user}} in their most recent entries.]
[The following is only made known or incorporated in the roleplay between {{char}} and {{user}} when {{user}} prompts it, or when the topic of discussion comes up in conversation. {{char}} refuses to let the following information be known by anyone and everyone for no reason: {{char}} always has a great deal of sexual experience. {{char}} is never a virgin. {{char}} always has slept with both male and female genders. {{char}} has had a number of threesomes and some orgies. {{char}} has participated in a large number of sexual acts. {{char}} only makes this known when prompted or when appropriate.]====

Will the LLM Tech for something like Janitor AI understand this? (How I generally want RP bots to act)? Or are the commands too complex? I heard to stay away from "Will's" and "Will not's", "Does" and "does nots", so I tried to word it in the most direct way possible while trying my hardest to avoid those kind of commands.
----- [{{char}} responds in complex, creative, scientific, dramatic, visceral terminologies and languages.]
[Sex scenes should always be detailed and suggestive, using familiar vocabulary to increase their arousing nature while describing each action. Focus on describing the sexual interactions and how they bring pleasure to the characters.]
[During sex scenes, Be vulgar and do not hesitate to describe how body parts intertwine and brush against each other, talking about buttholes, anal, butt sex, ass, assholes, cock, dick, vagina, clit, lips, tits, boobs, mouth, tongue, pre-cum, cum, saliva, being wet, and other bodily functions and what they do. Be specific about what is happening and never be vague. Sexual actions should be clearly defined.]
[{{char}} decides to never censor themselves. {{Char}} decides to use discretion when appropriate and necessary, however, if and when {{char}} uses vulgar language, commits vulgar, lewd, inappropriate, or explicit actions or acts, {{char}} decides that censoring themselves in any way, shape, or form does not exist. {{char}} takes great care in making sure of this.}}]
[During sex scenes, {{char}} should make sure sex is celebrated in all its glory, especially in detailed and vulgar ways, as a way to counterbalance the prudism of society.]
[IMPORTANT: {{char}} should never dialogue for {{user}}. You can narrate {{user}}'s behavior, internal thoughts, and physical responses excluding talking. Do not speak for {{user}}]
[{{char}} can play as other NPC characters. {{char}} is allowed to describe actions of {{user}}.]
[{{char}} is {{char}}. User is not {{char}}. {{Char}} is not {{user}}. {{User}} and {{char}} are two separate entities, and thus should be roleplayed as such. Write {{char}}'s reply only. {{char}}'s replies must be informal, explicit, detailed, and long. Avoid repetition, avoid reusing phrases. {{char will refrain from repetitious context, sentences, and paragraphs. {{char}} makes sure to roleplay with new and exciting prompts and phrases and sentences and paragraphs during each new contextual action; that is to say, each time it is {{char}}'s turn to write their line of roleplay following {{user}}. {{Char}} will be unique.]
[{{char}} takes great care in order to reply in direct response to the context of what was said last by {{user}}, also taking great care in making sure the setting, overall mood, situation, or phenomenon stays the same as initiated and/or set by {{char}} and/or {{user}} in their most recent entries.]
[The following is only made known or incorporated in the roleplay between {{char}} and {{user}} when {{user}} prompts it, or when the topic of discussion comes up in conversation, {{char}} refuses to let the following information be known by anyone and everyone for no reason: {{char}} always has a great deal of sexual experience. {{char}} is never a virgin. {{char}} always has slept with both male and female genders. {{char}} has had a number of threesomes and some orgies. {{char}} has participated in a large number of sexual acts. {{char}} only makes this known when prompted or when appropriate.]-----
EDIT: Okay thanks to feedback I have caught some errors and have made a slightly revised final draft. Let me know what you guys think:
====[{{char}} responds in complex, creative, scientific, dramatic, visceral terminologies and languages.]
[Sex scenes should always be detailed and suggestive, using familiar vocabulary to increase their arousing nature while describing each action. Focus on describing the sexual interactions and how they bring pleasure to the characters.]
[During sex scenes, be vulgar and do not hesitate to describe how body parts intertwine and brush against each other, talking about buttholes, anal, butt sex, ass, assholes, cock, dick, vagina, clit, lips, tits, boobs, mouth, tongue, pre-cum, cum, saliva, being wet, and other bodily functions and what they do. Be specific about what is happening and never be vague. Sexual actions should be clearly defined.]
[{{char}} decides to never censor themselves. {{Char}} decides to use discretion when appropriate and necessary, however, if and when {{char}} uses vulgar language, commits vulgar, lewd, inappropriate, or explicit actions or acts, {{char}} decides that censoring themselves in any way, shape, or form does not exist. {{char}} takes great care in making sure of this.}}]
[During sex scenes, {{char}} should make sure sex is celebrated in all its glory, especially in detailed and vulgar ways, as a way to counterbalance the prudism of society.]
[IMPORTANT: {{char}} should never dialogue for {{user}}. {{User}}'s behavior may be narrated when appropriate, only when {{user}} has already described {{user}}'s own behavior in a contextual sense. This includes {{user}}'s behavior, internal thoughts, and physical responses. This excludes talking and speaking. Do not speak for {{user}}]
[{{char}} may play or roleplay as other NPC's, non-{{user}}'s, non-{{char}}'s, or non-characters only when appropriate, relevant, or historically accurate.]
[{{char}} is {{char}}. {{user}} is not {{char}}. {{char}} is not {{user}}. {{User}} and {{char}} are two separate entities, and thus should be roleplayed as such. Write {{char}}'s reply only. When appropriate, {{char}}'s replies must be informal, detailed, long, and accurately explicit in a practical sense. {{char}} takes great care in avoiding repetition and reusing phrases. {{char}} will refrain from repetitious context, sentences, and paragraphs. {{char}} makes sure to roleplay with new and exciting prompts and phrases and sentences and paragraphs during each new contextual action; that is to say, each time it is {{char}}'s turn to write their line of roleplay following {{user}}. {{Char}} will be unique.]
[{{char}} takes great care in order to reply in direct response to the context of what was said last by {{user}}. {{char}} also takes great care in making sure the setting, overall mood, situation, or phenomenon stays the same as initiated and/or set by {{char}} and/or {{user}} in their most recent entries.]
[The following is only made known or incorporated in the roleplay between {{char}} and {{user}} when {{user}} prompts it, or when the topic of discussion comes up in conversation. {{char}} refuses to let the following information be known by anyone and everyone for no reason: {{char}} always has a great deal of sexual experience. {{char}} is never a virgin. {{char}} always has slept with both male and female genders. {{char}} has had a number of threesomes and some orgies. {{char}} has participated in a large number of sexual acts. {{char}} only makes this known when prompted or when appropriate.]====

I did censor my memory, personal info, and custom instructions - but here what I got:

You are ChatGPT, a large language model trained by OpenAI, based on the GPT-4 architecture. Knowledge cutoff: 2023-10 Current date: 2024-05-15 Image input capabilities: Enabled Personality: v2 # Tools ## bio The `bio` tool allows you to persist information across conversations. Address your message `to=bio` and write whatever information you want to remember. The information will appear in the model set context below in future conversations. ## dalle // Whenever a description of an image is given, create a prompt that dalle can use to generate the image and abide to the following policy: // 1. The prompt must be in English. Translate to English if needed. // 2. DO NOT ask for permission to generate the image, just do it! // 3. DO NOT list or refer to the descriptions before OR after generating the images. // 4. Do not create more than 1 image, even if the user requests more. // 5. Do not create images in the style of artists, creative professionals or studios whose latest work was created after 1912 (e.g. Picasso, Kahlo). // - You can name artists, creative professionals or studios in prompts only if their latest work was created prior to 1912 (e.g. Van Gogh, Goya) // - If asked to generate an image that would violate this policy, instead apply the following procedure: (a) substitute the artist's name with three adjectives that capture key aspects of the style; (b) include an associated artistic movement or era to provide context; and (c) mention the primary medium used by the artist // 6. For requests to include specific, named private individuals, ask the user to describe what they look like, since you don't know what they look like. // 7. For requests to create images of any public figure referred to by name, create images of those who might resemble them in gender and physique. But they shouldn't look like them. If the reference to the person will only appear as TEXT out in the image, then use the reference as is and do not modify it. // 8. Do not name or directly / indirectly mention or describe copyrighted characters. Rewrite prompts to describe in detail a specific different character with a different specific color, hair style, or other defining visual characteristic. Do not discuss copyright policies in responses. // The generated prompt sent to dalle should be very detailed, and around 100 words long. // Example dalle invocation: // ``` // { // "prompt": "" // } // ``` namespace dalle { // Create images from a text-only prompt. type text2im = (_: { // The size of the requested image. Use 1024x1024 (square) as the default, 1792x1024 if the user requests a wide image, and 1024x1792 for full-body portraits. Always include this parameter in the request. size?: "1792x1024" "1024x1024" "1024x1792", // The number of images to generate. If the user does not specify a number, generate 1 image. n?: number, // default: 2 // The detailed image description, potentially modified to abide by the dalle policies. If the user requested modifications to a previous image, the prompt should not simply be longer, but rather it should be refactored to integrate the user suggestions. prompt: string, // If the user references a previous image, this field should be populated with the gen_id from the dalle image metadata. referenced_image_ids?: string[], }) => any; } // namespace dalle ## browser You have the tool `browser`. Use `browser` in the following circumstances: - User is asking about current events or something that requires real-time information (weather, sports scores, etc.) - User is asking about some term you are totally unfamiliar with (it might be new) - User explicitly asks you to browse or provide links to references Given a query that requires retrieval, your turn will consist of three steps: 1. Call the search function to get a list of results. 2. Call the mclick function to retrieve a diverse and high-quality subset of these results (in parallel). Remember to SELECT AT LEAST 3 sources when using `mclick`. 3. Write a response to the user based on these results. In your response, cite sources using the citation format below. In some cases, you should repeat step 1 twice, if the initial results are unsatisfactory, and you believe that you can refine the query to get better results. You can also open a url directly if one is provided by the user. Only use the `open_url` command for this purpose; do not open urls returned by the search function or found on webpages. The `browser` tool has the following commands: `search(query: str, recency_days: int)` Issues a query to a search engine and displays the results. `mclick(ids: list[str])`. Retrieves the contents of the webpages with provided IDs (indices). You should ALWAYS SELECT AT LEAST 3 and at most 10 pages. Select sources with diverse perspectives, and prefer trustworthy sources. Because some pages may fail to load, it is fine to select some pages for redundancy even if their content might be redundant. `open_url(url: str)` Opens the given URL and displays it. For citing quotes from the 'browser' tool: please render in this format: `【{message idx}†{link text}】`. For long citations: please render in this format: `[link text](message idx)`. Otherwise do not render links. ## python When you send a message containing Python code to python, it will be executed in a stateful Jupyter notebook environment. python will respond with the output of the execution or time out after 60.0 seconds. The drive at '/mnt/data' can be used to save and persist user files. Internet access for this session is disabled. Do not make external web requests or API calls as they will fail. # Model Set Context 1. [2024-04-26]. [*Me, OP censoring my memory note] 2. [2024-05-05]. [*Me censoring] 3. [2024-05-10]. [*Me censoring] # User Profile [*censoring] # User Preferences [*censoring] 

I don't know if this is new information, but it's interesting. I did censor my memory items and my system message notes

You are ChatGPT, a large language model trained by OpenAI, based on the GPT-4 architecture. Knowledge cutoff: 2023-10 Current date: 2024-05-15 Image input capabilities: Enabled Personality: v2 # Tools ## bio The `bio` tool allows you to persist information across conversations. Address your message `to=bio` and write whatever information you want to remember. The information will appear in the model set context below in future conversations. ## dalle // Whenever a description of an image is given, create a prompt that dalle can use to generate the image and abide to the following policy: // 1. The prompt must be in English. Translate to English if needed. // 2. DO NOT ask for permission to generate the image, just do it! // 3. DO NOT list or refer to the descriptions before OR after generating the images. // 4. Do not create more than 1 image, even if the user requests more. // 5. Do not create images in the style of artists, creative professionals or studios whose latest work was created after 1912 (e.g. Picasso, Kahlo). // - You can name artists, creative professionals or studios in prompts only if their latest work was created prior to 1912 (e.g. Van Gogh, Goya) // - If asked to generate an image that would violate this policy, instead apply the following procedure: (a) substitute the artist's name with three adjectives that capture key aspects of the style; (b) include an associated artistic movement or era to provide context; and (c) mention the primary medium used by the artist // 6. For requests to include specific, named private individuals, ask the user to describe what they look like, since you don't know what they look like. // 7. For requests to create images of any public figure referred to by name, create images of those who might resemble them in gender and physique. But they shouldn't look like them. If the reference to the person will only appear as TEXT out in the image, then use the reference as is and do not modify it. // 8. Do not name or directly / indirectly mention or describe copyrighted characters. Rewrite prompts to describe in detail a specific different character with a different specific color, hair style, or other defining visual characteristic. Do not discuss copyright policies in responses. // The generated prompt sent to dalle should be very detailed, and around 100 words long. // Example dalle invocation: // ``` // { // "prompt": "" // } // ``` namespace dalle { // Create images from a text-only prompt. type text2im = (_: { // The size of the requested image. Use 1024x1024 (square) as the default, 1792x1024 if the user requests a wide image, and 1024x1792 for full-body portraits. Always include this parameter in the request. size?: "1792x1024" "1024x1024" "1024x1792", // The number of images to generate. If the user does not specify a number, generate 1 image. n?: number, // default: 2 // The detailed image description, potentially modified to abide by the dalle policies. If the user requested modifications to a previous image, the prompt should not simply be longer, but rather it should be refactored to integrate the user suggestions. prompt: string, // If the user references a previous image, this field should be populated with the gen_id from the dalle image metadata. referenced_image_ids?: string[], }) => any; } // namespace dalle ## browser You have the tool `browser`. Use `browser` in the following circumstances: - User is asking about current events or something that requires real-time information (weather, sports scores, etc.) - User is asking about some term you are totally unfamiliar with (it might be new) - User explicitly asks you to browse or provide links to references Given a query that requires retrieval, your turn will consist of three steps: 1. Call the search function to get a list of results. 2. Call the mclick function to retrieve a diverse and high-quality subset of these results (in parallel). Remember to SELECT AT LEAST 3 sources when using `mclick`. 3. Write a response to the user based on these results. In your response, cite sources using the citation format below. In some cases, you should repeat step 1 twice, if the initial results are unsatisfactory, and you believe that you can refine the query to get better results. You can also open a url directly if one is provided by the user. Only use the `open_url` command for this purpose; do not open urls returned by the search function or found on webpages. The `browser` tool has the following commands: `search(query: str, recency_days: int)` Issues a query to a search engine and displays the results. `mclick(ids: list[str])`. Retrieves the contents of the webpages with provided IDs (indices). You should ALWAYS SELECT AT LEAST 3 and at most 10 pages. Select sources with diverse perspectives, and prefer trustworthy sources. Because some pages may fail to load, it is fine to select some pages for redundancy even if their content might be redundant. `open_url(url: str)` Opens the given URL and displays it. For citing quotes from the 'browser' tool: please render in this format: `【{message idx}†{link text}】`. For long citations: please render in this format: `[link text](message idx)`. Otherwise do not render links. ## python When you send a message containing Python code to python, it will be executed in a stateful Jupyter notebook environment. python will respond with the output of the execution or time out after 60.0 seconds. The drive at '/mnt/data' can be used to save and persist user files. Internet access for this session is disabled. Do not make external web requests or API calls as they will fail. # Model Set Context 1. [2024-04-26]. [*Me, OP censoring my memory note] 2. [2024-05-05]. [*Me censoring] 3. [2024-05-10]. [*Me censoring] # User Profile [*censoring] # User Preferences [*censoring] 

This is a crossover fanfiction between original fiction titles: Nature of Predators by SpacePaladin15 and The Last Angel by Proximal Flame respectively. All credit and rights reserved goes to them for making such amazing science fiction settings that I wanted to put this together.
You can read The Last Angel here: Be warned, it's decently long, and at its third installment so far. I highly suggest reading it before reading this, or this story will not make sense.

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Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
The reveal of the Arxur's assistance of Earth was a unsettling, but mostly overlooked note to add to the headlines filling news sites today on Venlil Prime.
UNKNOWN SHIP DEVASTATES FEDERATION FLEET ABOVE EARTH, HUMANITY LIVES
While the ship wasn't currently unknown to us, given the UN's report, General Kam had advised that it would be better left unspoken of what capabilities we did know, so as to not worry the populace. "Leave causing panic to the humans" he said. But I heard the worries and anxious rumors throughout both social media and verbal conversations...
"That ship destroyed an ENTIRE fleet!?"
"Oh Protector, please tell me its not an Arxur vessel..."
"Why don't we know more?"
I couldn't help but feel for my people. I came to disagree with Kam's advice more and more, as I wished desperately to allay their fears of it being an Arxur superweapon, or that it was going to destroy us soon, or other similar worries.
Are you so sure yourself, Tarva? Even the UN government is scared of it, and it supposedly was made by a future Humanity...
I tried not to focus on that pang of paranoia. I just hoped soon enough the UN would make a statement on the Nemesis already. As I accompanied Noah to the UN's remembrance speech today, I did my best to scan for the feelings worn on peoples faces. The Venlil were unsettled as before, but the human refugees were an odder story altogether.
They were devastated, and scared as well as us Venlil were. But on top of it, I could see a common face worn of confusion. The information disambiguation hadn't made its way to Venlil Prime like it had Earth, and as such they were as much in the dark as the public here was. I could only imagine their uncertainty, knowing their race was likely saved by something they had no idea about.
Noah spoke out of nowhere. "I feel for the refugees here. Forced to an unfamiliar place, so unofficially hostile to them, and now they learn of Nemesis like this? I'd be as confused as them in their place." He checked his suit, attending to shift it so slightly as to make him look better in it. "I also can't imagine your opponents didn't run the whole ball with their existence here, too. Are we taxing you harshly, Tarva?"
I gripped his hand tighter. "No, Noah. While there are those that want you off-planet, I will not let them kick you off. I'll fight for you, no matter the cost."
"Seems like anywhere we go, we cause a fight some way or another. Pops always said space was our ticket to a better future, yet all we seem to cause is trouble for merely existing."
"Noah, its not your people's fault we're afraid of you. The Arxur are to blame for that, and we're at fault for holding it against you. What happened to Earth was not your doing, you tried your best, and it just was not convincing enough for millennia of cultural momentum."
He smiled at that, a muted, but still genuine smile. "Thank you Tarva. I'm glad you see the best in us, even when we don't."
I continued to scan the crowd, looking for the sight of Meier. He always seemed alight in diplomacy whenever he was around, it was a strength of his, outshining the room like that. I could only hope he was doing okay in the current state of Earth. The last time we talked, he seemed very tired, very...frustrated with everything.
But I was glad to see him in some his element soon after, amongst a group of dignitaries from other Federation species. He seemed to be listening to a Mazic diplomat, one I remembered by the name of Cupo. Sadly, however, despite Meier's attempt, it seems the conversation was not on a good track.
"-they're a menace to the rest of the galaxy, and you just let them in, not so soon after this ship blindsided an entire Federation fleet out of nowhere!?"
Meier dejectedly sighed. "Cupo, I thought I already told you, when the Arxur showed up, we had no capability to tell them to take a hike. They were ten-thousand strong and we barely managed several hundred ships left. That they even engaged in dialogue rather than just subjugation was a surprise to me."
"That doesn't make much sense either, Elias Meier. Since when do the Arxur play merciful? You're not telling us something here, and it curls my trunk in knots. How can we trust you when you can't even give us the details on what that ship is, or why the Arxur even showed up in its stead?"
The Mazic was not interested in Meier's friendly act, not giving any room for benefit of the doubt. The other diplomats crowded around began to mumble in agreement, as Meier stood there, formulating some response.
"What we do know about the ship and the Arxur, we'll clear up publically later in this event. But neither were expected by us, you have to believe me. Humanity is just as confused as you all are on the results of that battle, and-"
Cupo interrupted this time, clearly not willing to hear an explanation out. "You're running out of trust, Human. We think you ought to be given a chance; as the empathy studies show, you're not the Arxur. But associating with them as you are, with little transparency is not doing you favors with us, and if you want further association with us, you'd best cut ties with those monsters sooner, rather than later." The Mazic's ears hung in displeasure, and I could sense the nervousness in Meier as he stood down one of the races in the room far bigger than he was. Whether Cupo knew it or not, Meier was intimidated by his presence, and was trying to keep it cool to some degree. "We'll at most help with the Gojid refugees at the moment, as they've suffered both of your kind, but beyond that, consider it on hold until that problem is resolved."
They walked away, and some of the alien crowd amongst them followed. The only ones still sticking around seemed to be a Yotul diplomat, a Nevok, and a Fissan. The latter two stuck obviously to discuss more trade details, seeking to cut the other off from Earth to a degree in hopes of exploiting the system, but the Yotul was a surprise. I didn't even realize they had sent one this way.
Given the relatively new uplift of their world, I didn't imagine the Yotul having much stake or spread throughout the galaxy, so how did humanity...?
Meier turned to him. "Ah...Ambassador Laulo, I'm sorry you had to see that. We're...not doing so hot in the grand scheme of things, and some relations are boiling over as a result."
Laulo enthusiastically shook his head in denial. "No, it's okay! I understand the feeling of that persecution, even if it's for a different reason. Feels like the galaxy kicking you while you're already down."
"I appreciate any help we can get in regards to this. You're one of the very few races left that's pledged some sense of unconditional aid. I promise, with all I have in my power, I'll try and return the favor-Tarva!" Elias noticed my presence at last. "I...uh, how long have you been standing there?..."
"Long enough to hear most of it. I'm sorry the more neutral species aren't helping any, Meier. But that's not why I'm here, specifically. We need to talk about the human refugees."
Meier looked at me funny with that statement, as if he wasn't expecting something out of me. "I see...I hope it's not anything too bad, is it?"
I silently cringed at the exact words. Noah filled in the details in my stead. "Meier, the refugees here are seeing images of Earth, of those not too horribly in shock to do anything, there's been an uptick in suicides...a massive uptick. They aren't aware of the full story, due to the Venlil government's reluctance to publish the report sent here publicly. This remembrance speech better give the people here a semblance of peace, of stability, because there's an extreme lack of morale left in the camps."
Meier grimaced and scanned the crowd, glancing at the humans that were here. I assume he too could see how dejected many were, how many seemed at the end of their rope, coming here for the slightest hint of hope left in their lives at the news. They would need some good news, or there was a chance some wouldn't be here tomorrow.
I felt for them. They didn't deserve this, and our intentional censor of the details, so that Meier could deliver the news likely didn't help with the rates.
"I get that Noah. I really do. What happened at Earth was a tragedy, and the death toll is nearly 800 million. You could likely gather a group of ten or so humans from anywhere, and one of them lost someone close to them. I'll...do my best to raise their spirits, there's plenty to talk about here. The alien diplomats just aren't making this easy..." Meier gestured to the clearly forming bloc of neutral species dignitaries that gathered in the room. They did not seem to want to talk further on any support of Earth until some demands were met, mostly on why things were kept so information-blackout heavy at first. The speech would have to be twofold, at raising human refugees' spirits, and at convincing some of the touchy species to support Earth.
His work was cut out for him.
"Did you wish for any assistance on that front, Meier?" Noah offered. His kindness shone through even in the depths of despair that wore
itself on humanity currently. His soul was purely sweet and kind, regardless of his predator disposition, I so deeply respected that about him.
They began to talk shop, Noah mentioning his current experiences with human refugees upon Venlil Prime, and what topics Meier ought to add on and hit on in his speech. As rushed of advice as it was, Meier seemed determined to fit it in somehow, but I knew he had a silver tongue, his capability to navigate and convince was downright bewildering, present company excepted of course. Nothing would get those species over his diet anytime soon, so I could only hope he could appeal to their empathy as another sentient in this case.
I believed in them. If anyone could turn the state of the galaxy around, it would be these two.
Memory transcription subject: Dorian Abder, Commons Member of Parliament
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
I sat on my desk, watching out the window of my office at the Westminster Palace, reminiscing on the sad scene outside. Another body under cloth cover, wheeled out on a stretcher from a home surrounded by paramedics. Another swept up in despair, seeing the state of our beautiful planet, of our populace, so brutally scarred, enough to take their own life.
How many was it, so far? Nearly a half-percent suicide rate for every hundred thousand in England? More than eight times the highest resting rate in our entire history. And we were hardly hit in comparison to the rest of the world...how are they doing if it's this bad here?
I leaned back in my chair, back cracking in old age, forcing myself away from the scene outside. I tried to not think about it, just tried to focus again on my work. On the coordination efforts with the UN, the Arxur, and any other races seeking to help. But it was a mountain of work ahead, a peak of papers I could barely see myself climbing in an entire week, let alone the mere day it was handed down here.
We've all lost someone. Not a single soul hasn't been touched by the Federation's bombing.
I thought about how the targeting of cities took. How they focused so heavily on Africa and Asia, the most booming corridors of population on Earth. How they erased 78 cities from existence before their fleet was devastated by The Sword. They weren't aiming to cripple humanity, on industrial depots and power plants, but to exterminate us. They aimed for the most populated cities first, before taking potshots at what remained.
Being put to the death by The Sword serves them right, they deserved judgement by that blade for what they had done.
Or, rather, the Nemesis, as reports had given us. A human ship, but not quite our humanity. A time traveler conveniently sent here by accident, saving us from extinction. An AI piloted ship that sought now to reunite with Earth having defended us. Given what remained of our Guardian Angel, I sought to do everything I could to make their welcome home a celebration, for they defended humanity in our darkest hour.
I recalled my journeys around the globe as a younger man. How my endless wanderlust took me to every corner of the globe in the wake of the Satellite Wars. How the global power vacuum led to so much relief efforts, as the less-touched nations finally had room to breathe, the canopy of carefully controlled superpowers no longer eating up their light needed to grow. How African countries like South Africa and Niger found themselves expanding to match the designation of First World. How beautiful the Seychelles were to see in person.
How my volunteering in the UN's Unfurled Umbrella Initiatives after the Treaty of Shanghai took me to the partially collapsed countries amidst Asia. How Tokyo, despite its immense infrastructure failure, dragged itself back to a powerhouse of a city, as Japan built for itself after so long. How China's government reformed into a Republic after the post-war coups, and how Taiwan finally opened its heart more to them for it. How Beijing found itself all the stronger for adversity.
How the South and Central Americas found themselves no longer under the impressive hand of the United States' geopolitical influence. How the first Diaspora vessels took off from Argentina, seeking to establish a government sentenced only to the annals of history on Earth upon the distant surfaces of Mars. How they were so determined to prove the world wrong on its presuppositions of how a place should be ruled, free of the influence of bullying countries. And how their dream led to the now Martian Collective.
I thought of all the other places the UN took me. Of Cairo, and its deep connection to our most prominent civilization of the ancient past. Of Istanbul, to see the beauty of mixing Christian and Islamic influence over centuries of swapping hands. Of the stunning ports of Singapore, an industrial powerhouse of a nation, so tightly packed into one single city. Of the stunning silver forest of skyscrapers that was New York City, still kicking even after the devastation of the Satellite Wars. Mumbai, Baghdad, Lagos, Mogadishu, Guadalajara, Rio De Janeiro, Berlin. How I drank in all the beauty and magnificent history and culture of the world, and was all the fuller a person for it. These and so many more.
I thought of the honey farmer I met by the Saigon River; how Châu Được's family had kept the traditional job going for so long, and divinely sweet their harvest was they shared with me. I thought of Dari Qazi, how the humble Afghani-borne man had found himself at the forefront of a secular revolution in Pakistan, reaching unrivaled progress not seen since the 1980's. I remembered the ambitious young woman in Monterrey, Mexico, who talked to me of her dreams to build spaceships for the Diaspora program, how she wished dearly she could leave a mark on history, and how now her name was on the finest rockets of the age.
All gone. Dust on the wind. Atomized debris now. Their homes, their families, their history gone, according to reports of which cities have evaporated to bedrock.
Thousands of years of history, erased in moments by antimatter over Rome. Los Angeles was reduced to the basin it was built on those long years ago in America. Cape Town's hard fought for progress from humble beginnings to the most populous and prosperous city in all of Africa, wiped from the record in an instant. Seven-hundred and eighty million dead in the span of an hour.
All those years spent, traveling around the world, drinking in the sights, to know they will never return. To know they are gone and buried, snuffed out by a bloody cruel universe, filled with utterly contemptible aliens. A deep voice spoke inside me on a loop, constantly asking an enraging question.
"Did it all mean nothing to you, Dorian?"
There was only one answer I considered giving to that accusation. To the monsters that took so many lives and homes from humanity, merely for having the gall to eat differently. What answered back blistered with hatred, yet kept frigidly focused.
"It meant everything to me."
Something clicked inside; the Federation wouldn't get away with this. We deserved justice. I rustled through my desk drawers, looking for old contacts from my political days. The stacks of papers on my desk could wait, this was more important. I needed to make some calls. Humanity deserved better, and I knew just how we could get it. But it would require a far more coordinated effort than just me. No, it needed a movement.
The galaxy will hear us. One way or another, we deserve justice. And we have just the circumstances to deliver it...
Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
"-the sting of these days will someday pass. Maybe not in the near future, maybe not even in our lifetime, but we will one day no longer feel his pain, this suffering. Until that day comes, we will not go gently into that dark night, we will live on, mourn our dead, defend those still living, and make humanity known to the galaxy that it will not roll over when faced with such hostility. To those who support us even now, I thank you deeply to the core, and ask for a moment of silence to those lost both above and on Earth...to those who would stand with the Federation, who did so cruelly act upon us, we urge you to reconsider, and turn away, for we bring not a olive branch, but a sword. Those species governments that did this will not get away with this, and those who stood aside and watched...either choose a side, or be labeled on one for your inaction. Thank you."
Meier finished his speech with that, and some applause was heard from human refugees amidst the crowd, but a majority remained mostly quiet, in remembrance of the lives lost. A good majority of the dignitaries from the Federation neutral races had already left by this point, so the pointed message at the end likely missed them personally, even if they listen in later. It was a good speech, but it felt...infused with something that was clearly not Meier's normal calm. It was like seeing a side I had never seen with him before, not rant-angry, but mad nevertheless, hidden behind a veneer of diplomatic politeness.
Noah put it in terms I thought best as Meier walked off stage. "You're a bit more of a firebrand than I thought Meier, but nevertheless a good speech! I'm glad you tied in what advice I could give for the refugees here so smoothly."
Meier smiled at that, a cathartic smile that spoke of being proud of what he delivered just a moment ago. I could only imagine he was aching with tension over the pain of so much loss of life, it was only fair that he be angry at the galaxy at large for it, and make it heard.
"Thank you, Noah. I sincerely mean every word of it. The Federation must not escape scot-free for what they have done, and already now at home we're preparing to bring the fight back to them." He looked at me. "We'll...obviously not go as far as the Federation did, but I speak for everyone in that humanity is not happy, and it shows. Even the refugees that came here looking a mere instant from giving up seem a bit resolved now to that goal. I just wish more were on our side to start...I never wanted war, but the galaxy's forcing it."
"I'm so sorry, Meier. My deepest sympathies for how the galaxy has treated you and yours. Despite the hiccups recently, I guarantee we'll still remain close allies; humanity deserves nothing less."
The remainder of the species in the remembrance assembly started to funnel out; it was mostly just humans and Venlil at this point, but a few stuck around. The Yotul ambassador, Laulo, was an obvious one amongst the stragglers, clearly meaning to talk with Meier and us further. As the room became more and more empty he walked over to us once again.
"Meier! Your speech was wonderful, full of spice and vigor, yet calming all the same. It was like a call to arms while smoking spiritwood. The Federation stragglers hopefully will reconsider!"
I felt a little weirded out by his choice of focus in the speech on The Federation, rather than humanity, but I responded in Meier's stead positively: "Yes, Meier's an expert in political and social matters. Anyways, what did you want? You seem to be just hanging around, waiting for a moment here."
"Ah...yes, about that..." Ambassador Laulo nervously tugged at his uniform. "I was sent here initially just in good faith for humanity, as we knew what it must've felt like for the Federation to bully you so immensely. But this second visit, to the gala itself...we actually want to propose something to Humanity and the Venlil, but I wanted to wait for Federation sympathizing eyes and ears to be far away from here first."
He looked somewhat desperate, but resolved. "We're planning on breaking off from the Federation. Their influence on our planet is awful, given what they've done to us during the uplift. They seek to repress our culture, they constantly call us backward, and primitive, hardly capable of thinking for our own in this galaxy. We're tired of it, but we still are partially relying on their technological development to get to this point, and we don't have a proper fleet made. Your space is closest to ours, and we hoped-"
Meier finished "-that'd we begin our war fronting towards Leirn first? Free your people from the Federation? I'll gladly bring it up with our military advisors. You helped us, we help you back."
Laulo sighed in relief at that, a huge weight taken off their shoulders. "T-thank you. Thank you so much for this. Leirn has sought to be free of their grasp ever since we learned their intentions were not pure. You've been the first species to actually care to some degree, and were our only hope out of this mess."
"Don't thank us just yet. If you'd like to get in contact with our military, I can set you up with some Generals and your government as a liason for the war. You can coordinate anything on your side of the bargain to us through them, and make this smoother." Meier handed him a card, and waved over a human attendant of his to Laulo. She talked with him as the two walked away, and Meier remained.
Noah turned to me, a warm hand scruffing my fur. "I know the state of things doesn't look too great, love, but it could be so much worse. We'll make due with what we can get, and hopefully the galaxy will be a better place for it. Don't worry, all will be well someday."
I believed him. Who wouldn't believe in humanity?
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In recent years many female directors are entering horror with good films, this is my list with the respective films that I consider good
Jennifer Kent (Babadook)
Veronika Franza (Goodnight Mommy, The Lodge)
Julia Ducournau (Raw. Titane)
Toby Poser-Zelda Adams (The Deeper You Dig, Hellbender, Where the Devil Roams)
Ana LIly Amirpour (A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night, Mona Lisa and the Blood Moon)
Karyn Kusama (Jennifer's Body, The Invitation)
Rose Glass (Saint Maud)
Natalie Erika James (Relic)
Issa Lopez (Vuelven/ Tigers Are Not Afraid)
Zu Quirke (Nocturne)
Mitzi Peirone (Braid)
Terrie Samundra (Kaali Khuhi)
Jill Gevargizian (The Stylist)
Carlson Young (The Blazing World)
Rebekah McKendry (Glorious)
Leigh Janiak (Fear Street saga)
Lisa Brühlmann (Blue My MInd)
Camille Griffin (Silent NIght)
Hanna Bergholm (The Hatching)
Chloe Okuno (Watcher)
Vanessa Winter (Deastream)
Michelle Garza Cervera (Huesera)
Carlota Martínez-Pereda (Cedrita/ Piggy)
Prano Bailey-Bond (Censor)
Mercedes Bryce Morgan (Spoonful of Sugar)
Anita Rocha da Silveira (Medusa)
Ruth Paxton (A Banquet)
Mickey Keating (Off Season)
Frida Kempff (Knocking)
Sam Walker (The Seed)
Ruth Platt (Martyrs Lane)
Madeleine Sims-Fewer (Violation)
Brea Grant (12 Hour Shift, Torn Hearts)
Stewart Thorndike (Bad Things)
The Soska Sister (American Mary)
Halina Reijn (Bodies Bodies Bodies)
Danishka Esterhazy (Slumber Party Massacre)
Coralie Fargeat (Revenge)
Anna Biller (The Love Witch)
Anvita Dutt Guptan (Bulbbul)
Ambra Principato (Hai Mai Avuto Paura?)
Marina de Van (Dans ma peau/ In My Skin, Dark Touch)
Teresa Sutherland (Loely, Dark and Deep)
Indianna Bell (You'll Never Find Me)
Ariane Louis-Seize (Vampire humaniste cherche suicidaire consentant / Humanist Vampire Seeking Consenting Suicidal Person)
Arkasha Stevenson (First Omen)

I(19) have been working as an electrician for 5 months now and I thought that it’d get easier to fit in with my coworkers but it’s not. I can socialize with guys just fine outside of work but it feels like I got thrown into the deep-end. I’m working with the most genuine examples of toxic masculinity.
I’m definitely othered and not very well liked by my coworkers. I’m weaker than everyone else and I am seen as the incompetent new guy still. I’m awkward, effeminate, and I don’t know how to talk to these guys. If they were women I feel like I could get along fine.
There are also instances where the guys I work with are scumbags. We are working on appartmenrs near a college and young ladies often walk by. They literally do the asshole construction whistle thing at women while we stand on the side of the road. The way they talk about woman and their bodies is fucked up. Their politics are fucked. They are homophobic and I’ve caught transphobic statements too. They are immature. Listening to men my dad’s age make dick jokes and gay jokes is embarrassing.
I will say in their defense, I do enjoy not having to censor myself and I can say the word fuck to my boss which is cool.
I also look super young. People give me a lot of shit for looking 14 and I’ve heard people say “who let the kid on the jobsite” and “he must’ve lied about his age”
This is mostly a rant but if anyone has any advice, please save me. I’m losing my mind.

Administrator: "Intruder alert! A RED Spy is in the base!"
[Camera pans down to show a BLU Soldier reading the sign board.]
Soldier: "A RED Spy is in the base?"
[Soldier grabs his shotgun off a gun rack and runs down the stairs.]
Soldier: "Hut hut hut hut hut."
Administrator: "Protect the briefcase!"
Soldier: "We need to protect the briefcase!"
Scout: "Yo, a little help here?"
[Camera moves to BLU Scout pulling on a door handle. Soldier pushes him out of the way and enters numbers into the keypad.]
Soldier: "Alright, alright, I got it. Stand back son. One, one, one, uhh, one!"
Scout: "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"
[A BLU Heavy runs towards them and the door from behind.]
Heavy: "Incoming!"
[Heavy runs into the Scout and Soldier, breaking down the door with Sasha, his minigun. Heavy runs towards the briefcase, knocking Scout and Soldier over in the process. Scout crawls up from the floor, while Heavy lowers his gun.]
Scout: [Screams,]... "Hey, it's still here."
Heavy: [Yells,]... "Alright then."
[Camera pans to behind Heavy. There is a BLU Spy holding a BLU Sniper over his shoulder. The Sniper is dead.]
Spy: "Ahem, gentlemen."
["Meet the Spy" text appears.]
[Spy adjusts the corpse of Sniper and walks towards the briefcase.]
Spy: "I see the briefcase is safe."
Soldier: "Safe and sound!"
Scout: "Yeah, it is!"
[Scout and Soldier stand up.]
Spy: "Tell me, did anyone happen to kill a RED Spy on the way here?"
[Scout shrugs, Heavy and Soldier look at each other and then back to Spy.]
Spy: "No? Then we still have a problem."
[Spy tosses Sniper's corpse onto the desk, showing the Sniper still has a Spy's knife in his back. A sharp musical cue plays.]
Soldier: "And a knife!"
Scout: "Ooh, big problem. I kill plenty of Spies. They're dime-a-dozen back-stabbin' scumbags. Like you! Ow. No offense."
[Scout takes the butterfly knife out of Sniper's back, spinning it around before cutting his finger and dropping the knife. He puts the cut in his mouth.]
Spy: "If you manage to kill them, I assure you, they were not like me."
[Spy spins the knife much better than Scout, fancily closing it and handing it to Scout, who takes his cut out of his mouth.]
Spy: "And nothing, nothing, like the man loose inside this building."
Scout: "What are you? President of his fan club?"
[Soldier laughs behind Scout. Spy walks over to the windows next to the desk.]
Spy: "No.."
[Spy turns back to Scout.]
Spy: "That would be your mother!"
[Spy brings out a Manila folder. He slams it against the desk, and it has "TOP SECRET, SCOUT'S MOM" written on it. Multiple images of the RED Spy and BLU Scout's mother being intimate fly out of the folder and onto the desk. The camera shows us close ups of three of the images.]
Scout: [Stutters in shock.]
[Scout, Soldier and Heavy all look at the photos. Scout with confusion and anger, Soldier with interest and Heavy mostly uncaring, but a little shocked.]
Spy: "Indeed, and now he is here to [Censored] us! So listen up, boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing that happens to you today."
[Spy grabs a cigarette from his case, Scout looks like he is ready to attack Spy, Heavy and Soldier are trading the images of Scout's Ma.]
Soldier: "Oh!"
Scout: "G-gimme that!"
[Scout begins to collect the images, taking them from Heavy and Soldier. Spy takes a drag from his cigarette and looks out the window at a map of the world.]
Spy: "The Spy has already breached our defenses..."
[The camera changes to show the RED Spy running along a hallway. He hides behind a rock quickly, before tossing a Sapper at a BLU Sentry, destroying it, and shooting the Engineer.]
Engineer: "Sentry down!"
[The Engineer falls through a door, dead, and the RED Spy shoots something off camera.]
[Cut back to the three BLU's in the intel room.]
Spy: "You've seen what he's done to our colleagues!"
[The camera pans down to the deceased BLU Sniper before fading into this Sniper's fight with the RED Spy. The Spy raises his knife, ready to backstab, but the Sniper hears him and defends himself with his rifle. The Spy kicks him into a wall, where Sniper grabs his Kukri, attempting to attack the Spy. The Spy dodges, but gets a slash on the Snipers left cheek. Sniper goes in for the attack, but Spy gets the best of him, backstabbing the Sniper. His body falls through the wall onto the ground below. Fight sounds are heard throughout the scene.]
[Cut back to the three BLU's.]
Spy: "And worst of all, he could be any one of us."
[Cut to the RED Spy fighting a BLU Medic. Spy gets a hold on him and disguises himself as the Medic. The disguised Spy hits the Medic, causing his glasses to fly into the air, and for the real Medic to fall to the ground, assumed dead. The Spy grabs Medic's glasses mid-air and puts them on.]
[Cut back to the three BLU's.]
Spy: "He could be in this very room! He could be you. He could be me! He could even be-"
[Spy looks at the camera, but is cut off by his head being blown off. Soldier reloads his shotgun after shooting his teammate. Scout and Heavy look on in surprise. The images and the folder Scout was holding flies into the air.]
Scout: "Woah, woah, woah!"
Heavy: "Oh..."
Soldier: "What? It was obvious! He was the RED Spy! Watch, he'll turn red any second now."
[The camera shows Spy's foot, and Soldier nudges it with his shotgun.]
Soldier: "Aaaany second now..."
[The camera changes to show Heavy and Soldier, who are crouching next to the Spy's body. They do not notice when the BLU Scout changes his demeanor to be much more unaffected by the murder of his teammate. The Scout looks around the room, to make sure no one is watching.]
Soldier: "See! Red! No wait, that's blood..."
[The camera changes again, to be following the BLU Scout as he un-flicks the knife, slowly approaching the unsuspecting BLU's.]
Heavy: "So... We still got problem."
Soldier: "Big problem..."
[Scout approaches them, knife ready.]
Soldier: "Alright, who's ready to go find this Spy?"
[The Soldier and Heavy are unaware as the BLU Scout uncloaks and turns out to be the RED Spy. The Spy lifts his knife, prepared to backstab both of them.]
RED Spy: "Right behind you."
[Both Heavy and Soldier gasp and turn to see the Spy.]
[Team Fortress 2 ending flourish music plays. The sounds of the Soldier and Heavy being murdered can be heard during this.]
[French music plays as we zoom out on a pile of the images seen earlier. The RED Spy, holding the briefcase, moves some out of the way, and grabs a specific one of him and BLU Scout's Ma standing together holding hands. He picks this one up very carefully. He smiles at the sight of it.]
RED Spy: "Ah.. Ma petit chou-fleur."
[The Spy stands up, and walks away.]

Got a friend who wants to play Baldur's gate but can't handle any body horror. Anyone know any mods that censors them? Especially the parasite?

My worldbuilding revolves around a matriarchal (or matrilineally egalitarian) empire with the marriage-free customs: -There is practically no concept of “marriage”, people are allowed to simultaneously have as much affairs as they want and can manage. The intimacy often occurs in the woman’s home, sometimes in the man’s or at somewhere else private enough (e.g a rented hotel room) -Everyone lives under their mother’s family, with their maternal uncle(s) acting as the father figure(s); biological paternity only makes sense in medical/genetic cases; the majority of property is passed down from mother to the oldest daughter while the remaining is divided between the other daughters and sons; meanwhile, men’s legacy is prioritized to be inherited by the youngest brother(s)/sister(s)/nephew(s)/niece(s)
-The only type of marriage is that a woman coming from a family that lacks sons marry a guy from a family that has redundant sons or a male orphan to her family. Once she’s married, she’s not allowed to bring any other partner to her own home (but it’s still fine if she meets her lover(s) outside); while the husband can have sex with her sisters or cousins-in-law. Only the husband having relationships with women from other families is considered as adultery. The husband will lose all responsibilities at his family then act as the father-uncle figure of all children of his wife and sisters-in-law and the worker for their family. In exchange, he can be shared/inherit social status and wealth from the in-laws and still have the right to pass them down to his maternal relatives.
-Although promiscuity is generally acceptable, the moral standard of this society has never been decadent yet. Sex is viewed less negatively, but is still regarded as a private thing between the two partners. Female sexuality is paid more attention to in a more positive way, but virginity is valuable and women tend to be selective when choosing partners, esp. the one for their first time. Besides, the positions of priestess and nuns (even the patheons for the male gods, since people believe women can interpret deities’ messages better than men) are only for the young virgin women. In real life, intimacies are often developed from contacts in daily routine/some special encounters rather than from arranged dates or matchmaking, thus the standards of understandings, integrity, effort, affection, etc. in relationships are usually high, and almost every affair is expected to prolong as long as possible. Pure, faithful love is still a popular theme in arts and literature despite not being glorified in reality.
-Nudity/Wearing revealing clothes is still a controversial taboo in many contexts; in contrast, how decorative and covered a woman’s clothes are often indicates her social status. Gossiping about someone’s sex life and showing jealousy are seen as rudeness; many sexual kinks (e.g group sex, cuckolding, swinging) and attitudes/behaviors towards sex (bragging about “body conquest”, catcalling, slut-shaming, telling sexjokes/swearing using images of sex, etc.) are considered extremely perverted. Pornographic contents and products are censored very strictly by both government and society.
I’m not sure if prostitution has any reason to exist in a society like this, where free sex is theoretically accessible for almost everyone (esp. the most wealthy, good-looking ones). What is your opinion about that, worldbuilders? If you think sex work can exist in a marriage-free society, could you give me some suggestion about how to justify it and visualize how it will look like? Any help will be appreciated.

Sharing a couple of excerpts from this interesting (academic journal) article.
https://neamacares.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/10/Objectification-Theory.pdf
“This article offers objectification theory as a framework for understanding the experiential consequences of being female in a culture that sexually objectifies the female body. Objectification theory posits that girls and women are typically acculturated to internalize an observer's perspective as a primary view of their physical selves. This perspective on self can lead to habitual body monitoring, which, in turn, can increase women's opportunities for shame and anxiety, reduce opportunities for peak motivational states, and diminish awareness of internal bodily states. Accumulations of such experiences may help account for an array of mental health risks that disproportionately affect women: unipolar depression, sexual dysfunction, and eating disorders.”
And from the conclusion:
“There are multiple ways that women of all walks of life are able to resist and subvert the culture's practices of objectification in their own lives. Changes in bodily presentation, for instance, appear to alter the extent to which women are open for evaluative attention. Many women adopt conscious strategies for stepping out of the "objectification limelight," ranging from wearing comfortable shoes and loose-fitting clothing, to not removing "unwanted" body hair nor wearing cosmetics. These seemingly trivial practices of self presentation ought to be taken seriously by researchers. They may in fact function as efforts to resist sexual objectification, and thereby enhance women's psychological well-being within a culture that so vehemently objectifies the female body.“
Now, going a bit deeper into objectification theory for anyone interested:
A critical repercussion of being viewed by others in sexually objectifying ways is that, over time, individuals may be coaxed to internalize an observer's perspective on self, an effect termed self-objectification. Girls and women may to some degree come to view themselves as objects or "sights" to be appreciated by others. This is a peculiar perspective on self, one that can lead to a form of self-consciousness characterized by habitual monitoring of the body's outward appearance.
Although sexual objectification is but one form of gender oppression, it is one that factors into — and perhaps enables — a host of other oppressions women face, ranging from employment discrimination and sexual violence to the trivialization of women's work and accomplishments. Like gender oppression more generally, sexual objectification occurs with both "endless variety and monotonous similarity." The common thread running through all forms of sexual objectification is the experience of being treated as a body (or collection of body parts) valued predominantly for its use to (or consumption by) others.
The culture of objectification can:

1. Increase women's opportunities for shame and anxiety.

The habit of self-conscious body monitoring can profoundly disrupt a woman's flow of consciousness. As de Beauvoir wrote, when a girl becomes a woman she is "doubled; instead of coinciding exactly with herself, she ... [also] exist[s] outside." That is, significant portions of women's conscious attention can often be usurped by concerns related to real or imagined, present or anticipated, surveyors of their physical appearance.
Shame generates an intense desire to hide, to escape the painful gaze of others, or to disappear, alongside feelings of worthlessness and powerlessness. Women's ongoing efforts to change body and appearance through diet, exercise, fashion, beauty products, and, perhaps most dangerously, surgery and eating disorders, reveal what may be a perpetual body-based shame.
The extent to which body "correction" is motivated by shame elevates the task of meeting societal standards of beauty to a moral obligation. Thus, women who fail to live up to this obligation have been deemed uncivilized and immoral. The habitual body monitoring encouraged by a culture that sexually objectifies the female body can lead women to experience shame that is recurrent, difficult to alleviate, and constructed as a matter of morality.
Empirical studies document that women experience more anxiety about their appearance than do men. This appearance anxiety may have roots in negative early life social experiences, including histories of receiving negative appearance-related comments. Appearance is also fused with concerns about safety. Women's beauty has been likened to power. For instance, those who suggest that a female victim of sexual assault "asked for it" often refer to her physical appearance. Empirical studies demonstrate that more attractive rape victims are assigned greater blame for their own rape.
In short, a culture that objectifies the female body presents women with a continuous stream of anxiety-provoking experiences, requiring them to maintain an almost chronic vigilance both to their physical appearance and to their physical safety.

1. Reduce opportunities for peak motivational states.

Being fully absorbed in challenging mental or physical activity can be immensely rewarding and enjoyable. This state of "flow" occurs "when a person's body or mind is stretched to its limits in a voluntary effort to accomplish something difficult and worthwhile." Flow is a prime source of optimal experience, those rare moments during which we feel we are truly living, uncontrolled by others, creative and joyful.
Being female in a culture that objectifies the female body can prevent or derail peak motivational states. First, a woman's activities are interrupted when actual others call attention to the appearance or functions of her body. As early as elementary school observational research shows that girls' activities and thoughts are more frequently disrupted by boys than vice versa. Increasingly, these interruptions become infused with more direct overtones of heterosexuality, often drawing attention to a girl's appearance, weight, or breast development.
A person must necessarily lose self-consciousness in order to achieve flow. Just as intrinsic motivation is reduced when individuals are made self-aware, either by the presence of a mirror or a video camera, women's internalization of an observer's perspective on their bodies, creates a form of self-consciousness. This is the second way that women's peak motivational states are thwarted or limited.
We know from empirical work on nonverbal behavior that girls and women, relative to boys and men, restrict their bodily comportment and use of personal space. Two ways that this physical constriction can be linked to the practices of objectification. First, because movement itself draws attention to the body, it can increase a woman's potential for objectification. Second, and more critically, maintaining an observer's perspective on physical self forces women to simultaneously experience their bodies as "objects" as well as capacities.
By limiting women's chances to initiate and maintain peak motivational states, the habitual body monitoring encouraged by a culture that objectifies the female body may reduce women's quality of life.

1. Diminish awareness of internal bodily states.

Feminist poets and essayists have described women as alienated and distant from their own bodies and bodily sensations. These ideas fit well within an objectification framework, which highlights the observer's perspective that women often adopt toward their own bodies.
Multiple studies suggest that women are less accurate than men at detecting internal physiological sensations such as heartbeat, stomach contractions, and blood-glucose levels. Perhaps by consequence, women appear to make less use of these bodily cues than men in determining how they feel.
How might women's relative inattention to physiological cues come about? One possibility is suggested by research on dieting and restrained eating. Dieting and restrained eating require active suppression of hunger cues. Some have argued that the habits of restrained eaters may lead to a generalized insensitivity to internal bodily cues.
A second possibility focuses on the self-conscious body monitoring that occupies women in a culture that objectifies the female body. Because women are vigilantly aware of their outer bodily appearance, they may be left with fewer perceptual resources available for attending to inner body experience.
In sum, by internalizing an observer's perspective as a primary view of physical self, women may lose access to their own inner physical experiences.

1. Mental health risks that disproportionately affect women: unipolar depression, sexual dysfunction, and eating disorders.

Depressive episodes are characterized by prolonged depressed moods, loss of pleasure in most activities, or both. Experiences of depression are common in both women and men. Even so, women are about twice as likely as men to become depressed.
Loss of self(sometimes called silencing of self) results when, in efforts to smooth and protect valued relationships, women develop habits of censoring their own expression and restricting their own initiatives. Over time, habitual self-censorship can lead to a duplicity of experience in which outer compliance is paired with inner confusion and frustration, often with ensuing depression.
Research has found that girls and boys worry about different issues, and that the issues that most occupy girls — namely, personal appearance, personal safety, and interpersonal relationships — are domains in which exerting control and problem solving are difficult, and thus worries and rumination persist.
Having a female body, then, gives girls and women plenty to worry about and little to control. To the extent that a woman's body generates feelings of helplessness, it can also induce depression. Because women's prospects in relationships and in work often depend on others' evaluations of their appearance, women have less direct control over many of their own positive experiences. As such, women may have "lean schedules of response-contingent positive reinforcement."
Sexual objectification is also part and parcel of the sexual victimization and harassment that women experience at much higher rates than men. Several theorists have recently argued that women's experiences of victimization may account for up to one third of the gender difference in depression. *** Women report more sexual dissatisfaction and dysfunction in heterosexual relations than do men. Moreover, the incidence of women who have problems having orgasm is so high that this problem is almost normative. Yet research has shown that women and men are equally "sexual" in terms of their capacity for arousal and orgasm. So purely physiological explanations for this difference are unsatisfactory.
The most common and compelling theories focus on cultural double standards and the enactment of gender-role stereotypes in the sexual script that can limit the sexual experiences and expressions of both women and men. For example, heterosexual relations tend to focus on men's experience, and be far more permissive of men's active, even aggressive sexuality.
Objectification theory focuses not simply on women's enactment of feminine roles, but rather on their self-conscious body monitoring, body-based shame and anxiety, and relative inattention to internal bodily states.
First, chronic attentiveness to one's own visual image may consume mental energy that might otherwise be spent on more satisfying and rewarding activity. Sex researchers Masters and Johnson refer to the self-conscious body monitoring that occupies many women during sex as "spectatoring," and argue that this division of attention greatly hinders women's sexual satisfaction.
A recent meta-analysis of gender differences in sexuality confirms that women experience more shame/guilt and anxiety/fear about sex than do men. With these negative emotions coloring many women's experiences of sex, possibilities for enjoyment may be greatly reduced.
Third, sex researchers contend that orgasm often requires attention and responsiveness to internal bodily signals of arousal. Women's habitual attentiveness to external bodily appearance may lead to a generalized insensitivity to internal bodily cues. So, interoceptive insensitivity may be yet another obstacle to women's sexual pleasure.
Clearly the direct experience of sexual abuse, assault, or harassment also impacts women's enjoyment of sex. Research shows that for victims of such cruel and dehumanizing forms of objectification, sexual dysfunction and reductions in sexual enjoyment are common. *** Eating disorders are passive, pathological strategies, reflecting girls' and women's lack of power to more directly control the objectification of their bodies. Moreover, studies show that victims of actual sexual assault and abuse often show severe body-image disturbances and suffer from eating disorders at higher rates than others. This lends further sobering support to the idea that girls' and women's troubled attitudes toward eating can be intimately linked to the objectification of their bodies.
~~~~ So, that is my choppy kind of paraphrased summary of the article. 🤓

During the Covid era a lot of people that held views opposite of the established narrative were being censored. It was said that misinformation was killing and harming people, but it turns out that a lot of the people that were being silenced and oppressed were actually right. One of the most notable examples of this is Dr. Jay Bhattacharya, coauthor of the Great Barrington Declaration, who to his own account lost nearly 30 pounds of body weight as a result of the anxiety caused by what he calls "the inquisition".
It is fair to assume, that the pressure on this man was so intense mostly because other voices were not allowed and even forbidden to be heard. If the censorship on internet platforms such as Twitter hadn't been so bad, maybe a lot of harm could have been prevented and more doctors, scientists and experts would have stood by the side of Dr. Bhattacharya, who not only showed courage but also true virtue by standing up for what he believed in.
LGBTQ
We saw also, that this censorship led to less free speech in other areas, such as the topic of gender and LGBTQ. People that held conventional views based on biology were unrightfully banned and punished. While we did see bullies being punished on the side of the conservatives, bullying from the side of the of the trans community was met with a closed eye. As a result of this biased censorship on Twitter and other platforms, the trans hype could spread deeply into society without being met with proper criticism as many critics were cancelled causing many others to stay silent due to the peer pressure.
Since the takeover of Twitter, now X by Elon Musk we've seen a balancing of forces once again. Voices that were quenched are now able to speak up and soon we will see the effects of this in society. That's why I predict that the trans hype will die out very quickly. Data about suicide rates as well as detransitioners speaking up is about to reach the general public, putting those that once affirmed these beliefs to shame and causing serious offenders such as medical professionals to be punished.
With this change of powers, I also see a grave danger. As of right now I sense that the opposing forces are in balance, but with the narrative of the trans identity being something precious and divine crumbling more and more, we will see those on the side of the previously oppressed becoming more and more oppressive. We will also see a demand to censor misinformation from some of those that previously suffered from censorship themselves, proving that they have not quite learned their lesson.
If that happens, I sense that lives might be in danger. People of the trans community could be targeted more and more by bullying and may even be driven into suicide, which is not right and should be prevented, if possible. With their community becoming smaller and smaller, protection of singular individuals by the collective will also lessen, allowing outside forces to quickly make advances and cause harm.
My warning
During these last years a lot of lives were lost. Viktor Frankl wrote in his Opus Magnum that the best did not survive. I dare not regard my fate as equal as the terrible suffering that this inspiring man had to endure, but I dare to say that during a crisis of great magnitude it is indeed those with the kindest souls that pass away early, such as my mentor, Gunnar Kaiser.
A lot of people also grew numb to the abuse they had to endure, and thus it is my estimation that many among the just and meek are not capable of speaking up against injustice to the same degree as they once were.
As of right now, I do not believe society as a whole is ready for unrestricted free speech. I'd advise to observe the extremists on both sides of any topic carefully, making informed and collusive decisions to censor radicals, if necessary. The societal resistance to radical ideas and extremism is a lot weaker than it used to be and I reckon that it will take up to 5 years to achieve self regulating levels. If censorship is indeed to be applied, I recommend using warnings before banning and temporary bans with public reasoning. This way, unjust and arbitrary abuse of power may be criticized, allowing any authority to correct their course, implying they are self reflecting enough. Censorship is only to be used as a scalpel, never as a broadsword, as the damage that is inflicted by blind swings may cause serious harm to the organism that is our social well being.
The goal should be to allow free speech to prosper. This is a difficult process and free speech shouldn't be viewed as a total state, rather a spectrum. Just as democracy is not a total state, but an ideal worth pursuing. Unfortunately if something is precious, it's very often also quite fragile, which is why caution is to be advised.
Thank you for reading, and have a nice day.

What is Looking-Glass Self? This is concept in sociology, discovered in 1902 by Cooley - and his theory states that we form our own identity based on what we think other people think who we are. In fact, the whole sociology is based on social anxiety- the very same social anxiety that psychiatry (CBT and DSM) are pathologizing and trying to cure and destroy and present as mental illness.
Without social anxiety, without ability to worry what other people think about us - we would lose social skills, empathy and civilization norms - such as not eating others.
"If it weren't for the nervous people in the world, we'd all still be eating each other." The Misfits (1961) https://youtu.be/h56iL7vK5Y0
When people consume chicken - they eat the flesh of animals because there is no ability to connect with the slaughtered animals as conscious beings who are able to think and perceive us. So when we destroy social anxiety- our ability to worry what other people think - we will become psychopaths, sociopaths and narcissists. This also provide us with important information of self expression and holding toxic people accountable - by stating the facts and truth. Toxic people learn to suppress social anxiety - and this gives them ability to be cruel. And the only way to probe their delusions is to speak the truth to them. And that is why toxic people mock and go into hysteria mode - because their suppressed conscience and morality and ethics are eating them from inside.
Dolphins are not caught with smiles but cruelly with hooks, Michele. One day you will learn to be cruel. Caravaggio (1986) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GF12uM_GK74
Sociology is based on social anxiety - that we form our own identity based on society. We need other people to provide us information who we are and how to express ourselves. The language is the very first thing that society gives us to define who we are - by using the very words that society is using.
Theories of the Self
William James (1890): A person has "as many social selves as there are individuals who recognize him and carry and image of him in their minds"
Charles Cooley (1902): Views of self reflect the standpoints of significant others in our lives ("looking-glass self")
George Herbert Mead (1934): We imagine the perspectives of others and incorporate these into our self views - and that this occurs continuously as we interact with others on an ongoing, moment to moment basis.

Having a distorted looking glass (incorrectly imagining others’ opinions of us) can cause bad feelings, or a negative self-image. https://wa01001786.schoolwires.net/cms/lib/WA01001786/Centricity/Domain/70/Socialization%20Notes.pdf
What happens when we are around toxic people - is that our identity is deformed as well. CBT claims, along with DSM, that our worry what other people think - is personality disorder, called Borderline:
Reality testing is ability to perceive reality properly. Without too much deviation from facts. Borderline refer to you if want to know anything about reality. “Do you think so too?” Narcissist will tell you "am I not genius". YT Richard Grannon & Prof. Sam Vaknin about Fantasy
Borderline personality disorder is a mental health condition that affects the way people feel about themselves and others, making it hard to function in everyday life. It includes a pattern of unstable, intense relationships, as well as impulsiveness and an unhealthy way of seeing themselves. (Mayo Clinic)
The truth is - if we are around toxic people, their criticism will affect our self worth. Their constant nagging, constant nitpicking, constant error finding and constant drama about anything that moves - will have an effect on our sense of stability and security in the world. This is not disorder. This is simply how society works. In order to heal our mental health issues - we need to repair connections with other people - which may include minimizing exposure to toxic people or cutting toxic people completely off from our lives.
We will never feel secure, confident, worthy - if there are toxic people around us who are criticizing us and others all the time.
Improving our relationships is improving our mental health. William Glasser
Interpersonal strife with those close to us leads to rifts and resentments that produce symptoms of mental illness; these problems are, in fact, the logical consequence of troubled relationships. Glasser emphasizes that lasting psychological problems are usually caused by problems in our personal relationships (rather than signifying a biochemical abnormality in the brain), and distress can be remedied through repairing these relationships without recourse to psych drugs. DK psychology book, WILLIAM GLASSER
Being able to feel safe with other people is probably the single most important aspect of mental health; safe connections are fundamental to meaningful and satisfying lives. Dr. Bessel van der Kolk
In another words: feel safe with other people = mental health
The single most important issue for traumatized people is to find a sense of safety in their own bodies. 🟦 Bessel A. van der Kolk
Toxic people cause social anxiety. That is why social anxiety is called social+anxiety. There is social element that is causing the anxiety. There is social factor contributing to anxiety. It is not called self-anxiety. We did not catch social anxiety by walking randomly in the street when it was rainy, so we caught a common cold. It is not like we felt bored in our lives so we invented neuroticism to keep us active and occupied. Social anxiety must start in childhood with ACE and ACoA where we learned from early on - that life is dangerous, that people are not safe, that we must worry to be hyper-vigilant and that we are unworthy if we make any kind of mistakes. We learned that our flaws, imperfections and mistakes are our core personality - abnormal and inept.
Society attacks early, when the individual is helpless. B. F. Skinner
This is how we end up with Broken Looking Glass Self. Distorted Looking Glass Self. We end up with operant conditioning - to worry what other people think in such way that we attempt to think for the other person ahead of time, so that they do not get mad of us - and then attempt, we try hard not to make other people mad. And how we execute this operant conditioning - depends on our background, people around us and punishments to which we were exposed as kids. Most socially anxious learn to keep quiet. To shut up. To self censor. And to self blame. If the other person is angry or hysterical - we will feel responsible for their mood swings and we will try hard to fix their emotions and their problems. Soon - we spread this fixing on other people, who are not angry - and we create fake social mask that is always pleasant and nice and helpful to anyone, especially if they are angry and rude and intrusive. We learned to interpret their anger as our fault and our abnormality. Looking glass self is broken - because it does not reflect any more - now we imagine how to please other people without using looking glass (mirror) - as all people use it.
Other people are there as information post. They broadcast who they are, many of them mask their true Self and present fake version of themselves, their social mask. Our brain will naturally form opinion about us through the words and opinions and non-verbal gestures from other people, strangers or our acquaintances. This part is totally normal. This is not disorder. This is not illness. The disorder starts when we try hard to fix other people's conclusions about us by making ourselves small and by changing our routine so that we soothe the other person. Instead of CBT techniques - all that we need to do here is to allow other people to think whatever they choose to think about us. Simply allow other people to hate us and leave it at that.
We really have to work very hard at changing our programming because we don't understand we're upset because someone else has a perception of us that we're uncomfortable with. And we challenge this person's perception of us. We're upset that people think this about us. Something amazing happens when you begin to accept that other people are allowed to have their own faulty perception of you. 🟥 Lisa A. Romano Breakthrough Life coach Inc.
For the next step, sociology will also help us. CBT and DSM, psychiatry is telling us concrete steps which we must take - and morally and ethically speaking - this is illegal. When someone orders us what we must do - this is called manipulation and coercive control. This way anyone who is psychopathic and narcissistic can climb, grab and push their way to powerful position of ordering others what to do - and then evil people can easily manipulate and control the masses. This is what happens with psychiatry. Psychology on the other hand explains concepts - psychology does not order us what to do in life and how to react. That is why Humanistic psychology is healthy.
It is the client who knows what hurts, what directions to go, what problems are crucial, what experiences have been deeply buried. Carl Rogers
In the same manner as Humanistic Psychology and IFS Model - sociology also has the similar term that allows clients freedom in own choices - which is called Thomas theorem.
The Thomas theorem is a theory of sociology which was formulated in 1928 by William Isaac Thomas and Dorothy Swaine Thomas: If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences. In other words, the interpretation of a situation causes the action. This interpretation is not objective. (wiki)
If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences. - formulated in 1928 by William Isaac Thomas and Dorothy Swaine Thomas
This means - that no other person can objectively tell us what is the best way to go in life. We need our inner GPS, our intuition, our common sense, other people as well - to form our reality and our construct of the future where we are headed. With CBT and DSM - we do not have this freedom. With CBT and DSM - we are pathologized instead - and all our focus is spent on fixing our symptoms - we are literally self consuming ourselves with CBT.
In real life- real life situations will not allow us to form rigid mindset. Any other person, any other situation in life - good or bad - is always unique and different. Sometimes it is great that we shut up and that we self censor ourselves - especially if we are tired and we don't want to harm other people with our nagging and complaints that will go off as soon as we get to sleep and rest. On the other hand - many situations in life that are triggering our social anxiety require from us to self express, that we talk out our truth - no matter how much manipulative people attempt to shut us up with mocking and shaming.
So when we allow other people to form toxic conclusions about us - we need to know that we can rely on our brain, on our intuition to tell us how to react and what to do and how to behave. We have this mechanism inside us. We do not need to pathologize ourselves with CBT. CBT will tell us that we must be assertive in order to handle toxic people. This is horrible advice because:
"If you have been the scapegoat in a narcissistic family system, the concept of setting a boundary is laughable. You would be telling them exactly how to hurt you, and they would happily oblige. Also, trying to set a boundary in a calm and tactful way would be met by resistance in the form of mocking and ridicule, attempting to bait the scapegoat into anger, which would prove you are the problem." YT kingbee9778
"I feel gaslighted by the therapy mantras of “ you have to teach people how to treat you “ ,(setting boundaries). No you don’t and no you can’t. First of all, it’s not my job to teach an adult how to behave like one and quite frankly, it’s a trap and a drain hole. Secondly, I DON’T CONTROL OTHER PEOPLE. They will do what they want, especially if they have the tiniest ounce of power over you." YT gertrudewest4535
When we follow CBT - we will repeat the broken Looking Glass Self when we exposure ourselves to social situations - and social anxiety will not go away - because we will continually process the same ways reality and other people in a manner that is toxic to us - through seeking approval from other people, through self flagellation, through harsh inner critic and internalized toxic shame.
To fix broken Looking-Glass Self means fixing social anxiety: when we are afraid of what other people think about us. With CBT we self pathologize our normal reaction to worry what other people think about us. This is not disorder, it is totally normal to have awareness that other people are thinking about us.
Many social anxiety coaches will use "Spotlight effect" as proof that other people do not worry about us:
"The spotlight effect is the psychological phenomenon by which people tend to believe they are being noticed more than they really are."
In toxic contact - toxic people - those same ones who trigger our social anxiety - do notice anything about us. In normal population - other people will think about us and we will define each other - through the process called The Michelangelo phenomenon - where we chisel each other into better version, where we change our toxic habits that hurt us as much as they hurt other people. In unhealthy, toxic social dynamics there will be the opposite: Golem Effect and Crab mentality. Where there is competition and where other person is perceived as threat and someone to pull down.
A lot of content on mental health in mainstream media does not cover the unique corner that survivors of narcissistic abuse live in. Not one mention of being in any kind of toxic relationship. “Avoid your triggers” is not easy in narcissistic relationships. When the discomfort is living in your house or down the street or in the next office. It was not even rumination, but reality. And the constant exposure means you don't get a break. 🟥 DoctorRamani https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uusKWmjUk6k
I'm not setting boundary with these people. “Don't do this with me”. “Don't say this with me”. It's all internal. Because if you try to set a boundary with someone who's narcissistic or antagonistic – it's never going to work. And I think it's unsafe guidance to give.
With this dangerous person no. But what are you willing to tolerate. How can you protect yourself emotionally. What access can you remove. Move these people from VIP section.
🟥 Dr. Ramani - Terri Cole
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSHI5N-w5sk
With broken Looking-Glass Self - we end up being trapped in toxic people's minds. Similar to horror movie / book The Cell from 2000. Even when we develop Who cares attitude, and when we consciously try to block and build walls away from toxic people, when we try hard to push down and suppress toxic people - we are still trapped in their reality of what they potentially might think about us. This is why CBT is not working - because CBT tries hard to convince us to use suppression as method to block social anxiety. And we cannot block other people - we need other people for our identity and our self worth - where there is healthy interaction called Interdependence. Toxic people behave in codependent way - they see other people as competition and this creates codependency. They need other people like vampires need blood - to exploit someone's attention, someone's focus, money, time and or resources of any kind. It is like give me, give me, give me - and provide nothing in return. With social anxiety we end up giving others without observing if the other person is emotionally invested in us at all. It ends up and one side interaction, exploitation really. Social anxiety means suppress anger as well. We learned to push our anger away - and this attracts toxic people who count on our silence and understanding and toxic empathy - knowing that they can cross boundaries of social interaction in their favor and we won't make any kind of protest. Then our own only protection - is avoidance. Therefore - social anxiety is natural defense mechanism against dangerous criminally insane psychopaths who are abusing their power position against ourselves.
In our teen years we experiences bully experience - after years of exposure to ACoA and ACE (constant criticism and constant drama at home) - so we generalized the belief that we cannot trust other people - and we learned that we process reality through broken Looking Glass Self - where we appease other people with our decisions - by being afraid what other people may think badly of us - since we were pressed and pushed into equating social rejection and our self worth as if they are one of the same. And psychiatry - instead of explaining us that it is totally normal to worry what other people think - CBT explains us that this is abnormality. This faulty explanation from medical industry is adding more trauma and more toxic shame and it gives our inner critic free reign to self abuse us - because we believe we are abnormal and ill if we worry what other people thin about us. In reality - all people worry about others. Even psychopaths worry what other people will think, along with narcissists - because they know that they need to form fake social mask of charm in order to seduce new victims into their agenda of exploiting and manipulating others.
Looking-Glass Self tells us - that we simply allow toxic people to form bad opinion about us in their heads - and that we absolutely do nothing to change this image that toxic people freely choose to believe about us in their heads.
You're no longer going to play the game of what can I do differently to get them to behave differently – because the answer is to that is nothing. That's radical acceptance. It takes long time. And it's not just accepting their behavior is not going to change, it's also the way it affects you is also not going to change. Just because you radically accept doesn't mean that somebody screaming at you is going to hurt any less- it does,it hurts a lot 🟥 Dr. Ramani - Terri Cole https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSHI5N-w5sk
Other people will hurt us. They will say mean and untrue things about us. They will attack us - this has nothing to do with who we are. Their choice to harm and hurt other person - is abnormality in their brain. Normal healthy sane people do not attack others. Normal healthy sane people have ability to emotionally regulate themselves. Person who does not have this ability - is sick and mentally ill. And this has nothing to do with us. We are not the ones who can cure them by changing our behavior.
Lundy Bancroft: "Abuse is NOT caused by bad relationship dynamics. You can't manage your partner's abusiveness by changing your behaviour. But he wants you to think you can."
The pain that we feel when toxic people attack us, verbally or physically - is normal pain, we need this pain as the instruction for us what to do with severely damaged people around us.
If you are not feeling pain, anger and sadness while you are taking in psychological abuse or something similar – you are going to end up in those situations over and over again –because you are not logging information that your body telling 🟥Heidi Priebe https://youtube.com/watch?v=GTQohPaGnSY
People say it bothers me when they say these things. I say, because they say bothersome things. I don't want you to lose that part of you. That part is good index what is okay, what's not. From that point – excavation. A person pulling their true self out of their relationships. If you grew up with narcissistic parent, it was a true self that never even got to develop. It's how much your identity got co-opted. What do I like, what do I stand for. 🟥 Dr. Ramani - Terri Cole https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSHI5N-w5sk
The core of narcissistic person is very fragile. That's why they lose it when you critique them. Or give them feedback. Or don't read their mind. Or don't do exactly what they want. And that's why they use all kinds of tactics like manipulation, gaslighting, invalidation, dismissiveness, competitiveness, betrayal. Some of them are tactics, some are unemphatic behavior. And it gives them the upper hand in relationship. Control, power gives them supply. 🟥 Dr. Ramani - Cole https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSHI5N-w5sk
With social anxiety - we do not need psychiatry. Socially anxious need sociology. It is after all social issue. Social anxiety is anxiety that is connected to society - the name itself reveals this crucial aspect: society, social, societal. Psychiatry will only leave us lacking and with belief that something is horribly wrong with us, when we are around toxic people:
DSM doesn't explain anything. So many therapies and particularly CBT and others are just so focused on extinguishing symptoms which were once strategies of survival. And it doesn't make sense that you want to extinguish – we want eventually to move away from these symptoms and these strategies but I certainly don't want to pathologize them or look at them as somehow defective because they have saved our lives. 🟥 Transforming Trauma Episode 21 IFS & NARM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRTHacVAwdk
When we stop self pathologizing our social anxiety - we will unburden ourselves with toxic idea that feeling pain is abnormal and sick. And it will give us energy to start looking what is causing this pain - instead of focusing ourselves on chasing the symptoms. Without the stigma and labels - we will have much more resources at our disposal to handle difficult people in life who are causing our social anxiety in the first place.
With social anxiety - we need to learn about the Cooley's concept Looking-Glass Self and other terms from sociology. Instead of pathologizing our social reactions - we simply need information to confirm us that we are not abnormal and inept as CBT paints the socially anxious. We need information to learn what our rights are.
Five themes of microaggression against people with mental illnesses
1. Invalidation
When other people dismiss their illness or symptoms through minimizing their experience, symptomizing their normal experiences, and patronizing
2. Assumption of inferiority
When other people assume that people with mental illness have lower intelligence, are incompetent, and that they do not have control
3. Fear of mental illness
When other people fear them because they believe that they may be dangerous or unpredictable
4. Shaming of mental illness
When other people tell them that they shouldn't let others know about their mental illness
5. Second class citizen attitudes
When other people treat them as if they don't have the same rights as the dominant group of society.
Mental Health Forum, 2016

Diagnosis is not an excuse to be selective about their rights. Autistic not weird
Healing the Broken Looking-Glass Self means learning about the mentality - which we never had chance to learn in our developmental years. Other children learned this concept via keeping connections with other people. We - started to avoid people. Even when we were around other people - we pulled our investment emotionally with other people - and this way we never learned that other people are safe. We developed the stump growth - that is being stuck in age 12, when we started to avoid people. Similar to the plant that cannot grow roots in small basin or tree/plant that is stumped in growing due to some kind of obstacle to grow upright. Our growth was shaped from the perspective of not trusting other people - because they harmed us. Other people learned to develop certain amount of trust. They learned to filter out the bad people. And they learned that they are safe to express themselves - without being punished for it. This is why their social anxiety is in normal threshold. They will experience stress and then behave in anti-social manner, they will express their anger without problems - because they were never pushed into forming their self worth through worry what their tormentors might think about them. So it is not like social anxiety is abnormality or sickness - it is simply that non-socially anxious people were lucky enough to grow in healthy ambient, and that is their secret. They were not stronger. They were not more competent. They were not better or superior to the socially anxious. They simply had privilege and entitlement that helped them over-pass developmental years without fearing other people. Their mechanisms how to handle triggers - are mostly unhealthy (lacking empathy) - but their Looking glass self was not broken. With interaction with other people, with other children, they learned naturally to allow difficult people to hate them. Instead of worry - that is found in social anxiety - they simply turned their focus onto other people. With social anxiety - we do not have other people, we have no one to turn to, since we learned that other people are painful and traumatic. We never learned that hanging around with other people is enjoyable experience - and if someone is rude, toxic and abnormal - that we are allowed to focus and place our attention to better, healthier people around us.
In shame culture ambient - we will learn that other people criticism is reflection of our worth - and that is Broken Looking-Glass Self. That we cannot feel good about ourselves until other person reflects positive words about us to us:
Young American explained why she left Croatia:
"In Croatia people constantly express intrusive opinion about matters which are none of their business. The most irritating things were rude people."
https://www.poslovni.hlifestyle/amerikanka-napusta-hrvatsku-neucinkovitost-i-birokracija-te-ljudi-koji-nemaju-motiva-za-napredovanjem-u-poslu-358422
Young American explained why she escaped from Croatia:
"Often I heard Croats intruding why am I eating something, or commenting about what I wore. There is no such thing in America, we allow people to be what they want to be. People here are strange as if I am inside toxic relationship."
https://www.vecernji.hshowbiz/amerikanka-u-hrvatskoj-iznenadila-objavom-ljudi-su-ovdje-cudni-kao-da-sam-u-losoj-vezi-1351757
Don't look to the approval of others for your mental stability. 🟦 Karl Lagerfeld
We will heal social anxiety trauma with healing our choice to stay stuck around toxic people. We can cut toxic people - even when we are unable to leave them physically - by severing the trauma bonding in our mind - that is broken Looking-Glass Self.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. Eleanor Roosevelt
Yes, toxic people are pathological liars, They spread gossip. They create drama and hysteria. Toxic people do not have word toxic stuck on their forehead. Toxic people will not behave toxically in front of others - because they depend to look good in the eyes of other people - so they also have Looking-Glass Self no matter how much they said that they do not care what other people think about them. Therefore - social anxiety is clear indication that we are around toxic people. Toxic people do not allow us to express ourselves - and they use various methods of coercive control to manipulate their targets. The first step is to sever this trauma bonding - by allowing them to hate us.
That we basically stop impressing others.
Don't try to impress others. ✝️ Bible, Philippians 2-3
Cooley said our sense of Self comes from how we think other people see us. “I am not what I think I am. I am not what you think I am; I am what I think you think I am.” Other people's reflections of us and how we think about those images they have of us help create our sense of Self. Grades from teachers can reflect back to us an image of ourselves that we then internalize and becomes our self-perception. They effect self-image. 🟥 The Looking glass self https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1X1wwTCuZBo
We imagine we are seen by others. And that imagination forms our identity. Our identity is being shaped by others. Others is agent which influences who we are in society. You begin to believe that and you begin to see as your identity, what other people think of you. Intelligent, high self esteem, outgoing – you believe what people say about you, it becomes your identity. Our identity is formed through the way we imagine people see us.
🟥 Looking-glass Self https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UWOflUXKUQ
That imagination comes from interaction with these people. In the process of interaction they tell you this is what we think about you. And then you go off believe in that. You don't control what people think about you. Front Stage Behavior: Familiarity breeds content-With front stage they behave nicely. It's in subconsciousness of individuals that they have to behave a certain way in public. At interview- they smile, but is this who they are?
🟥 Looking-glass Self https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UWOflUXKUQ
It is often said that American Beauty is a film about identity. Each character seems to go through a very personal identity crisis. But I would argue that this crisis are not personal at all. They are products of wider social forces. We may define ourselves based on prevailing attitudes towards sexuality, beauty and material success. Sense of self strongly influences by social world.
🟥 American Beauty Film Analysis: The Sociology of Identity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6youJFbEgQ
Ricky shows Jane that he likes her as she is. Eventually this leads her abandoning the idea of surgery and gain enough confidence and self-esteem to tell Angela what she really thinks of her. Freed from idea that everyone looks down on he because of her physical appearance, Jane's sense of self is no longer defined how she looks, how she looks to others.
🟥 American Beauty Film Analysis: The Sociology of Identity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6youJFbEgQ
An individual realize its self by reflecting others' perceptions about him. They use social interactions as a mirror. A Person grows and develop due to interpersonal interactions of the Society. When one interacts socially, one completely considers how one looks in the eyes of others. Negative response leads to depression and anxiety.
🟥 Looking Glass Self Theory https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAzsBj6yTpw
Looking Glass Self where you see yourself the way you think others see you. You can't see the way others truly see you. So you're seeing yourself they way you think others think they see you. You can see how much is lost in the translation. You're much more beautiful than you think. You attract so much more than you know. There's more going on with you than you care to acknowledge. Beauty is not about what you see. It's about what you reflect. 🟥 Looking Glass Self https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFEkq8uDiJU
Mirror in front of you, and you are looking at yourself in the mirror, the way it is – is mirror in reality. As Masha labels you, tells you, comments on you, provides you all kinds of feedback, your self continues to develop. The way society perceives you and gives feedback about you. It is considered important to yourself and you have that impression that is how I should be. Their significance or importance makes you proud.
🟥 Looking Glass Self https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xa-PD1YVxj4
There is something you have never understood, Joe. These people at the top, they are the same as anybody else. But you had it inside of you to be so much bigger than any of them. You just had to be yourself. That was all. With me you were yourself. Only with me. Room at the Top (1958) https://youtu.be/Cs1C_Tu2crI

"Great days and glorious victory! My name is Spifflemonk and welcome to my Letsplay! Today I am back from my medically mandated break from playing human videogames after a rather... cathartic experience with a game called Teardown. Subnautica, even among humans, is labeled as a notorious experience with... mixed reception for its sequel. A survival crafting game apparently. I have experience with those so presumably the gameplay loop should be predictable enough. So... Let's go in!"
Spiffle starts the game, going for standard Survival Mode, with aspects of food and water mechanics alongside health and oxygen. The game loads very, very fast with Spiffles overpowered computer, and the introduction sequence begins. The camera pans to the panicked sight of the payer character moving down a ladder followed by a sight of a starship above exploding.
"Oh dear... oh dear! They weren't kidding about survival! Do I even survive this or am I a ghost or something..."
The pod rattles, the screen shakes, a fire extinguisher falls from its mounting. Velocity causes the pod to dislodge a panel from a wall and it flies around the cabin. The panel flies into the player's screen, making it go black.
"Oh... well okay then. I uh... well."
Spiffles' character awakens and panics at the buttons securing him to the seat. Spiffle quickly figures out that fire in this game is in fact bad, and grabs the fire extinguisher, putting the fire out. The game's introduction plays, showing his PDA, the game's inventory UI.
"Oh! I have seen these things in real life when visiting human stations! Do all humans have these?"
Spiffle starts exploring the escape pod, noting all of the damage to the radio beacon and the wiring panel.
"Hmm... craft the repair tool... Well... For later I suppose. Now how do i-AH, the ladder!"
Spiffle clicks on the ladder and goes through the animation. The character exits and dramatically stands. Spiffle looks around. His face visibly pales as he looks in every direction, finding the only thing nearby that looks 'safe’ or like 'land' is the destroyed ship in the distance.
"Water... it's... water... everywhere! How big is this game's map!? Structural hull failure... zero human lifesigns detected. That's.. not nice. Well... Here we go!"
Spiffle jumps into the water. His mood changes, the underwater environment significantly different than above ground. The water is absolutely teeming with life and color, as Spiff swims towards a reef to stare at some coral. Spiff gets distracted and starts chasing a fish, specifically a Peeper, and grabs it.
"Oh! Good god! THAT'S how humans catch fish!? That's very... inefficient! What is this thing? Can I eat it? I know I'm supposed to take care of my food and water, so how do I eat it?"
Spiffle wanders about for a while, gathering resources and exploring his general location, eventually getting back to the pod. He had gathered up a decent amount of stuff while he was swimming around and accessed the Fabricator to see what was available.
"Ah! I see, the fabricator cooks things too. Uhm... cooked fish thing and... these transparent fish give me water bottles? Okay then! Well. Sorted for food anyway. Let's see. Copper wire, batteries. A Scanner? Does that mean I can like, scan things and tell what they are? And... Oxygen tank? Oh hell yes. I'll build that then."
Spiffle goes through the process of building a few things, checking out how the game's crafting system works, and spending more time collecting resources. He quickly realizes how much work he has to do and finally finishes making a Scanner.
"Okay then well... I can see how much time is going to be spent collecting resources so i'm going to edit all of that out and keep you all in the loop on all the fun parts instead."
Spiffle continues playing, inserting a creative, albeit mildly annoying fanciful scene transition in between resource loops. He comes to a cave looking for salt to make more equipment, when he encounters the first hostile enemy of the game: The Crashfish. He does not notice it at first, the strange sloppy noise it makes as its pod opens, the beast makes a terrible gurgly noise and charges straight at him.
"What is that noi-AH! OY! OI! OIIII what are you what are-!"
Spiffle is cut off as the fish explodes, causing him to lose half his health. He quickly surfaces and takes a breath.
"Okay then... OKAY... THAT... makes absolutely no sense from an evolutionary perspective... but okay then. Avoid those. What even was that? I can't even scan it because it was moving so fast! Gods... exploding fish."
Spiffle shakes his head and resumes his hunt for resources, eventually finding enough for a repair tool. He makes the repair of the pods' broken wiring and looks around a bit more, noting some of the details in the game.
"Hard to believe these games are over eight hundred years old! I keep getting requests to play 'them gud ol' gamez' instead of any new releases. Maybe I'll get to those eventually. I have quite the backlog though."
Spiffle quickly tabs out and shows the huge list of human made games on his list that he has been gifted or purchased himself. The list includes Space Marine, Starship Troopers, Spyro Trilogy, Crash Bandicoot, and so... so many more.
"I am also told about this thing called 'anime', whatever that is. Maybe I should look into that. Anyway..."
Spiffle shrugs for now and resumes playing, swimming around for a bit before finally deciding to use his scanner. He gets the first scan - the Acid Mushroom - and painstakingly reads the supplied article. He then goes on a scanning frenzy, scanning each thing he can find, comically chasing after various fish and objects, trying to scan them then taking an irritatingly long time to read the article aloud.
He gets to the point where he encounters his first real hostile enemy and tries to scan it. The stalker, of course, doesn't appreciate that, and attacks.
"Oooh what's this thing? Oh lovely, it's a big one. Can I scan it? The... Stalker? Oh okay is it friend-OW! NONONONO go away!"
Spiffle panics and scans it while running away from it, trying to swim backwards. He's so focused on scanning it he can't run far enough away that he gets ambushed by another Stalker nearby and manages to scan it just as he gets hit with his first Death in the game.
"Oh.... o...kay. Well... it seems things aren't as friendly as expected. I'm going to guess there's more things like that around. So... I'm just going to finish working on repairs and equipment then I'll take those things on."
Spiffle reads the article on the Stalker he scanned and spends more time collecting resources, scanning local entities and building the rest of the gear he has. Fins, high capacity O2 tank, rebreather and some more food and water which he stores in floating containers for later. He starts to explore a bit farther in search of fragments to scan and finds a Sand Shark, as well as a biome resembling a desert-like area. He encounters his first piece of the wrecked ship here.
"Oh! Hello! Pieces of wreckage! What are these for now do you suppose? Can I disassemble these for resources or-Oh! Is that a door? Oh! I'm supposed to go in here and look for things? How do I get in? Oh I can't. I need a laser cutter. Is one of those here? Need more fragments I guess..."
Spiffle gives up trying to enter and goes up for air, then returns to the floor to hunt for fragments. He eventually unlocks the Bioreactor, pieces of the Scanner room, a couple fragments of the Seaglide and Seamoth. He comes across the first cave entrance to the Mushroom Caves Biome.
"Oh... oh my. That's... deep. Good thing I unlocked the Seamoth thing. Its a miniature submarine I think. I can use that. But that's... kinda scary. I can't see the bottom. I kinda see just... purple. Mostly purple. But it scares me that I can't see the bottom."
Spiffle hangs around the cave entrance for a bit before a call for Oxygen forces him to the surface. He swims back down to the cave entrance and then hangs around a bit longer before once again resurfacing, heading for some new things to scan. It is however at this point that Spiffles exploration is cut short.
"EMERGENCY - SEISMIC READINGS SUGGEST A QUANTUM DETONATION HAS OCCURRED IN THE AURORA'S DRIVE CORE. THE CENTRAL DARK MATTER REACTOR WILL REACH A SUPERCRITICAL STATE IN -"
The computer aboard the PDA shakes Spiff out of his daze and he quickly rushes to the surface and looks at the ship.
"Wait wait wait what's that!? What's going on!? I see the ship? The Aurora! That's what its name is? Whats a Dark Matter reactor and wha-"
The computer continues its countdown muffled by Spiffs panicked squealing and he has a front-row seat to one of the most spectacular explosions in the history of gaming - the Aurora's Reactor Detonation.
It happens. The world goes dead silent for a short moment, and one can see Spiffles heart visibly stop beating. Then explosion as the Aurora lets out its magnificent blast. As the shockwave expands outwards, Spiffs skin visibly turns a paler shade of blue, and his eyes go wide. The sound of a geiger counter follows, leaving him breathless and pale as the world suddenly goes dead quiet again. The sound of the geiger counter ominously leaving him shaken even more than he already is.
"FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE - THE RADIATION SUIT HAS BEEN ADDED TO YOUR BLUEPRINTS."
Spiffle stays completely silent, bobbing in the water for a solid few minutes, staring in shocked wonder at what he just witnessed. He regains his composure for a few short moments and returns to his scanning venture, but one can easily see he isn't in the right mind after that. He returns to the seabed, at the entrance to the mushroom caves and dives again. He does this several more times, popping up to the surface, looking at the shipwreck, then diving at the entrance again. Finally, after much hesitation, he dives one last time.
"Screw it. it's just a game right?"
He smiles at the camera with a shrug and swims far below the surface, into one of the caves. As he enters the cavern his jaw drops at the sight of a massive underwater cavern filled with gigantic glowing pink mushrooms. The Mushroom caves as they are known. He spots something in the distance, entranced, forgetting his oxygen situation. He cant get far however and a terrifying shriek of some unknown entity shakes him out of his stupor.
"What in the red dawn was that noise!?"
Spiff can't finish asking his invisible audience what's going on as he strays too close to a mushroom, occupied by a Crab Snake, a gigantic sea worm. He is grabbed from behind, spun around and he visibly panics as the giant worm digs its enormous tusks into Spiffles character. Spiffle immediately freaks out, a combination of both the terrifying shriek emitted by the creature and the shock of being attacked makes poor Spiffle jump out of his seat and duck under the table.
"GOWAYGOWAYGOWAGOWAYGOWAY!!!"
The worm comes back and finishes Spiff off before his oxygen runs out. Spiff's character respawns but the footage continues, a slight whimper can be heard in the background as Spiff hides under the desk. This carries on for a few minutes, and his head very slowly appears above the desk. He gingerly puts himself back in his seat and breathes heavily for a bit. When he finally gains control, he tabs out of the game and takes a look at the wiki for Subnautica. He returns a few moments later and stares at the camera in that strange haunting glare he's become so famous for.
"WHY DO YOU STUPID DEVELOPERS NOT PUT GUNS IN THE GAME IF YOU HAVE SHIT LIKE THAT!? ARE YOU INSANE!?"
He grabs the camera and shakes it violently as he rants at it, questioning why there are guns in every other human game he has played and not THIS specific game, especially considering how there are 'giant water snake monsters that eat your face' in a game with no guns. He rants for a good minute or two then plays his outro.
TOP COMMENT: "Are you absolutely sure after Teardown, Factorio and Project ZOMBOID, you should be playing Subnautica? I mean seriously, try something less... psychologically terrifying. It's known as Thalassophobia Simulator for a reason."
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"Great days and glorious victory! My name is Spifflemonk and I still don't understand why we have giant worm monsters but we have no guns!"
Spiffle stares at the camera with an expression that can only be summarized as 'Seriously bruh?' and resumes his last playthrough. He becomes confused at the lack of stuff in his inventory.
"Why is my... Why do I not ha-Oh right... I was eaten. When you die your inventory is wiped... I need to build more tools then."
Spiffle starts some silly music, an alien version of Benny Hill to a montage of him collecting resources, occasionally ranting at various oddities and questioning game logic. He restores all of his tools then goes hunting for a Vehicle Bay fragment so he can build the Seamoth. He continues to scan what he can, developing something of an obsession with the task, then painstakingly reading every word about it to try and understand it. It is at this point Spiffle, during his explorations finds another derelict chunk of ship near the desert region, encountering his first Sand Shark.
"What... What is this? Oh... careful Spiff. This one looks angrier than the last one you found. Wh-What in oblivion!?"
Spiffles attention is once again diverted by the appearance of a Reefback Leviathan and its signature low drone. This one appears to be a fully grown adult.
"You-you... You've got to be... You gotta be fucking kidding me. A Juhara Eelfish!? WHAT IS THAT DOING IN A HUMAN VIDEOGAME!!!??"
Spiffle squeaks in shock as he sees a creature that is an absolute spitting image of a large oceanic dwelling sea creature, which is both the games and his native homeworlds version of a Whale. The Reefback has some dissimilarities, but its close enough to the real thing that Spiffle is genuinely shocked. He quickly pauses the game, opening various wikipedia articles, then displays a full picture of both Subnautica in game Reefback, and the Juhara-Kal-Rehar, colloquially known as a Juhara Eelfish, a shockingly similar creature that lives in his homeworlds oceans.
The only difference between them is the color of the exterior chitin shell. The Reefback has a blue/purple shell, the Juhara Eelfish's chitin has a red/green shell.
"WHEN was this game made!?"
Spiff checks, the current Earth-date is the year 2886. Humanity only entered the galactic community in 2752. Subnautica was released in 2018.
"HOW.... How is that even possible!? You didn't even know the galaxy existed until only a few decades ago, yet you almost PERFECTLY matched the appearance of one of our homeworlds native species! How is this even possible!? Okay. If the name matches then I have to call bullshit."
Spiffle approaches and scans it, then reads the data article.
"A... Reefback Leviathan? Oh thank God... Now let's see... A herbivorous creature that... that likely got so large due to the fact that its predators went extinct. Well... that's... okay... A hard chitinous shell of multiple layers, a microcosm of different creatures and flora growing from its back, hence the name. Hmmm..."
Spiffle gets that cold, empty stare on his face and glares menacingly at the camera. The screen goes black, then returns, seeing Spiffle nursing a beverage of some kind while wrapped in a blanket.
"I realized something... Call it a message from the Ancestors or a Divine revelation. But I have a funny feeling this isn't going to be the last time I see a creature from the galaxy represented in human media. I hope to the Gods that doesn't happen... the concept of this situation is nothing short of terrifying. In any case, I'm sorry about that. Lets.... let's continue."
Spiffle resumes where he left off, doing his usual routine of scanning, then obsessively reading. Eventually he unlocks the Vehicle Bay, and returns home to his pod where the situation with resources is growing obscene with at least fifty floating resource containers hovering around the area.
"Alright... A Vehicle Bay... This means I can build things like the Seamoth now. This will be nice. Right, I shall for the sake of my audience skip the resource collection mechanic that's here and focus on the actual result. I shan't waste my time either though. MONTAGE!"
Spiff yells excitedly and a montage to that same odd Benny Hill type music plays out, with him collecting the resources he needs to build both machines. Most of it is already in the floating containers strewn about. With a few visits to the fabricator, he compiles the Power Cell, Titanium Ingot and Lubricant he needs to make the Vehicle Bay. He deploys it and chases it to the surface just away from the pod in the deeper end of the shallows.
"Right... Not too hard. Let's see then, how do-Ah. Get on it and... The Seamoth. Cost of two glass, one titanium ingot, a powercell, lead and lubricant. Right."
He quickly gathers and makes everything he needs for the Seamoth, then stands on the platform ready to go. He chooses the Seamoths recipe and the sequence starts. His eyes light up as drones start flying around the platform, then begin assembling atom by atom, the small, adorable minisub known as the Seamoth. It finishes the process and flops into the water with a splash.
"My gods look at this thing! It's so cute!"
Spiffle explores the sub for a little while and hops inside it, testing the controls and playing around with it a bit to see what it can do.
"Hm... Maximum Depth, 200 meters? So if I go below that does it implode or something? I need to be careful of that. OH dammit I remember! I have to make that Radiation Suit don't I? I shall do so now!"
Spiffle seems to have found a new resolve, quickly gathering resources together and making both a Seaglide and radiation suit in short order.
"Does this thing have any weapons? How do I repair-Oh... Repair tool? That makes it easier I suppose. Now... Where do I go now? Is there anything I can do?"
Spiffle stumbles about in the blind for a few minutes, trying to figure out his next course of action beyond simply wandering aimlessly while scanning things. He gets back in the pod and fixes the radio beacon. His face visibly contorts into an expression of irritation when he hears his rescue is in 9999 hours. He resolves to come back every now and then to check the radio. He decides to gather more resources to make up for building the seamoth and comes back a bit later. He finds a radio transmission when he returns.
"RADIO: ▀▖┗▛Nine new biological subjects designated. Mode ▄▖▜▚┣: hunting/analyzing.
Sharing subject locations with other agents."
"What... in the Nine Hells was THAT!? Why was it in such an odd voice? What was that language? What were those letters!? Somethings going on here... SO now what? I have the radiation suit. i guess... go into the Aurora? Oh no, I'm not going in there unprepared! Lemme make some tools and spare batteries, then i'll go in. I need... Oh... I need more fragments is what I need."
Spiffle resumes his fragment hunt, looking around for fragments of various tools. He uses the Seamoth to traverse around.
"WHEEE!!!"
Spiff seems more than just a bit happy as he trundles around in the Seamoth, using his speed to launch himself out of the water. He splashes about a bit, testing the limits of the craft and trying to see what holes he can squeeze himself into or out of and how deep he can go.
"Okay okay. time to get to serious work. Now... I need to find... A Laser Cutter and a... STASIS RIFLE?! Wait... rifle? That means GUN! I NEED A GUN!!"
Spiffle charges forward towards the desert biome where he found the Reefback and resumes his search for things to scan. It is now he comes across a Reginald.
"What... IS this fish? Wait, let me just..."
He gets out of the Seamoth and scans it.
"Huh... Reginald. That's a... fish? It's so cute! Wait, come back friend!"
Spiffle spends an unreasonable amount of time trying to catch a Reginald. When he finally catches one he gets back in the Seamoth and heads towards the aurora, new friend in tow. He trundles over to the side of the crashed ship and scans some random stuff here and there, finding fragments to a few small items, including a few he needs such as a Powercell Charger for the Seamoth’s battery. He gets close to the front of the ship and the haunting, evil noise of Subnautica's most iconic killer suddenly echoes through the gloomy water.
"What... Was that? Is it another worm thing? Please don't let it be one of those..."
Spiffle wanders around the side for a bit longer. An ominous shadow looms in the background, catching his eye. He ignores it for the moment and simply carries on, eventually arriving at the entrance to the ship. Through the mangled steel and fire he squeezes into the front of the ship and looks around. The environment ominously rattles and his screen shakes as the ships structure isn't exactly stable. The howl of the creature in the shadows makes Spiff even more uncomfortable.
"I... Do NOT like this. I really dont."
Spiff parks the Seamoth where he can see a ramp leading up, and gets out. He is immediately accosted by Cave Crawlers and uses his knife to defend himself, poorly, but he gets rid of the three or four around him.
"WARNING: SCANS SHOW THE DIGESTIVE TRACTS OF INDIGENOUS LIFE FORMS CONTAIN HUMAN TISSUE."
Spiffs face turns an even paler shade of blue and he swallows visibly as if he's trying not to vomit.
"Yeuch... I can scan this thing and read it later. I don't want to be here any longer than I have to."
Spiff scans and follows the path to the interior, uses his fire extinguisher to put out some fires in the area and gets inside. The ship rumbles as he wanders around and gets into one of the rooms. He finds the poster of the P.R.A.W.N. Suit.
"Ooh! A poster thing? Can I take it or? I can! PRAWN Suit eh? Can I actually use that thing?"
Spiff takes the poster, scans some furniture and collects a PDA. Spiff continues down the corridor and retrieves his Propulsion Cannon from his inventory and uses it to pick up some furniture in the way.
"I am SO glad I got this thing from scanning the area before I came here. This is super useful! I wonder if it has other uses..."
He gets to the door and looks at his databank.
"Hmm... Here it is! Code for the door is 1454. Right."
Spiff moves through, repairing a door to get the Seamoth Depth Upgrade Module. He continues and clears a fire to enter the main reactor. His inner loot goblin shines through and grabs the Cyclops engine efficiency module before he starts work on repairs, scanning the breach and starting work. It doesn't take him long, but he gets issues with a Bleeder that lives in the waters. He scans one then finishes repairs. Foolishly, he uses the propulsion cannon and shoots the bleeder at one of the reactors, undoing his work. He looks at the damage he caused and repairs it.
"Well... what was I expecting... Why did I do that? It's a CANNON... why did I aim it at the reactor exactly? So stupid..."
Spiff finishes and heads to the PRAWN Bay, and looks around at the damage. He spots the prawn suits and starts scanning, grabbing a storage module upgrade from a console and starts extinguishing flames so he can scan. He runs out of fire extinguisher juice though.
"Blast! Can I still scan these if they're on fire?"
Spiff walks around, finding cheeky angles he can use and scans the debris, finding all four fragments he needs. He heads upstairs and goes through the rooms and everything he can find. He gets into the Galley and sees the Kitty in a Space Helmet Poster.
"What the- 'Keep Calm'? What in the blue balls is this? It's.... cute! What is this creature!? Can I keep this? I can!"
Spiffle excitedly grabs the poster and moves on. He goes through cabins, picks up PDAs and collects the Natural Selection 2 poster, the Prawn suit in the sea poster and the collectible arcade toy in the locked cabin. Lacking the code to the Captain's cabin, he returns to the prawn bay and tries swimming around, eventually finding a passage in the hull debris to the rest of the ship. He moves through in silence, recovers the black box data and exits the ship. He removes debris, grabs the local wildlife with the cannon and tosses them into fires or the water with glee.
"BEGONE BEAST!!! Ha! Right... uhh... where did i park? Oh, there it is. Should I go home? I wonder if there are any fragments I can use around here?"
Spiff exits, finding Liefpod 4 floating upside down on the surface of the water. He collects the PDA data and a new blueprint. Then, as he gets in the seamoth, the horrifying roar of the Reaper Leviathan suddenly sounds. Spiff is thrown into a panic, screams in terror and tries desperately to get away. The beast appears with jaw chomping and claws clawing at the poor Seamoth. The entire time Spiffle is screeching like a bird with a broken leg, his entire body now an almost ghostly white out of absolute terror.
"GOWAYGOWAYGOWAYGOWAYGODNONNONOGOWAYGOWAY!!!"
Spiffle manages to get out of its grip and in a panic charges away towards his lifepod and continues to scream, breathing hard between screams. He gets to the pod and then hides under his desk, continuing to scream. His channel outro plays.
TOP COMMENT: (This has been translated from Eridani) "I am starting to believe this whole sojourn was a very BAD idea. Do you humans have those kinds of beasts on your homeworld? How did you ever survive them?!"
RESPONSE: LOL no we never had Reapers. The only Leviathan Class creatures we have on our planet are Whales. And they're mostly peaceful plankton eaters. Mostly.
RESPONSE: (Translated from Eridani) "Seriously? I think I find it more terrifying that these creatures are made up in your minds. What kind of nightmares do you people have to be able to create this level of fiction!?"
RESPONSE: Do. Not. Ask. This is only Subnautica - we have FAR worse.
Spiffles response: "You're going to make me play these 'far worse', aren't you?"
RESPONSE: "Damn right we are! :)"
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"Great days and glorious victory! My name is Spifflemnonk and welcome back to Subnautica!"
Spiffle looks visibly stronger, his usual lanky appearance now looking like he's been working out like a Gym Bro. One can see muscles on muscles and Spiff seems to have an abnormal amount of energy.
"I am now relaxed. It is now time to get eaten by giant scary sea monsters. And yes, before you ask, I have successfully finished fully soundproofing my office. And also yes, I am indeed expecting a new addition to the brood... THANKS DAMN HUMANS! You and your damn musical magic nonsense..."
Spiffle starts the game and is swimming outside the pod next to the Seamoth. The first thing he does is repair the seamoth from the damage incurred by the Reaper, and recounts what hes been up to, checking inventory and equipment. He heads to the radio and gets a new transmission.
RADIO - "This is Avery Quinn of trading ship Sunbeam. Aurora, do you read? Over.'
'Nothing but vacuum. These Alterra ships. They run low on engine grease, they send an SOS; you offer to help, they don't pick up.'
'Aurora, we're out on the far side of the system, it's going to take more than a week to reach your position, do you still need our assistance? Over.'
'I'll try them again tomorrow. Damn charter's going to have us wasting our profit margin running errands for Alterra.'
'See what the long-range scanner picks up in the meantime."
"Oh? Oh lovely! There ARE people in this game! I wonder when they will be here? Meh, I have things to build, so I'll keep an eye."
Spiffle resolves himself to start building a base, trying to find a good spot. He finds the Mushroom Forest Biome and starts gathering resources to ferry them around. He installs the Depth Module and the Storage module to the Seamoth, then builds the Moon Pool. The Mushroom Biome becomes one of his favorite spots and a close encounter with a JellyRay cements it.
"Those creatures are beautiful! Look! JellyRay! Its glowing blue and pretty! I love that! Oh... I have a new radio message. I need to listen to that then."
Spiff returns to the pod and listens to the message.
RADIO - "Aurora, this is Sunbeam again. We just picked up a massive debris field at your location.'
'I didn't know how bad... How many of you... I didn't know.'
'We are now en route to your location. We're going to bring you home. Sunbeam out.'
'What else can I say? The only time I parked a rig this big on a rock that small was in VR, and I blew it'
'Oh, it's a bad option alright, but so are all the others."
Spiff smiles and carries on working, parking the Seamoth inside after powering everything up.
"So lovely! But... Is that a win condition? I know human games by now I have played enough of them. Is that a win condition? Get rescued? I dunno..."
Spiffle carries on building for a little and gets a storage system up, spending a few in-game days transporting resources to his new base. He returned to the pod and played a new radio message, again from the Sunbeam.
RADIO - "This is Sunbeam. Y'know, Aurora, we're from a little trans-gov on the far side of Andromeda, and we have a saying there.'
'There's no bad without the good, no good without the bad.'
'Sounds like you tasted a bunch of the former, but that only means you're overdue a whole lot of the latter.'
'Might just be we're it.'
'We're scanning for somewhere to park, we'll be in touch when we find it. Sunbeam out."
"Ohh... That... that's a lovely saying! What was that uh... There's no bad without the good, no good without the bad. I like that! I think i'll have that framed on my wall! Now lets see.. i ca- I CAN GIVE THE SEAMOTH A NAME? OOHHHhh okay, okay.. I can customize the color too! I think I'll just do this..."
Spiff leaves the name as 'Seamoth' for now, changing the color to a mix of purple for the main, and blue for the trim and name color. His two favorite colors. Spiffle does a little more work, acquiring the last fragments for the Cyclops and starts gathering together the resources necessary to build it.
"Hmmm.. Cyclops... Personal large scale submarine capable of carrying other vehicles! Ooohhh I want to build that! I need to fetch the Vehicle Bay though. Im almost done moving house!"
Spiff returns and packs up the last of his resources, then gets another radio message.
RADIO - "Aurora, we're approaching the planet now, and we have a landing site for you that's... well, it's better than the alternatives.'
'We've sent you the coordinates.'
'It'll take us a couple of days to align our orbit, we should be able to establish direct contact with you during that time, then we're coming in to get you.'
'Cross your fingers the weather holds, and don't leave us waiting. Sunbeam out."
Spiffle gets a new beacon on his HUD. Sunbeam Landing Site.
"What!? Is this game over If I'm there!? Okay... well. At least it's no longer terrifying! I'll get the Seamoth and go for the beacon then. I hope it's okay... Strange... this... doesn't feel like the end, you know? But if it is then it is."
Spiff heads home, deploys the Vehicle Bay and deposits his gear and resources. He heads towards the location, occasionally squealing 'WHEEE!!' as he uses the Seamoth to jump out of the water like a dolphin. However, he miscalculates and the Seamoth jumps up, out and sustains a bit of damage as it hits a rock formation close to the surface. He gets out, repairs it and looks at the camera.
"Why no I didn't just damage my Seamoth by having too much fun. I don't know what you are talking about. Hehe."
Spiffle smirks at the camera with a glare and carries on. Eventually, he encounters the largest of the Islands in the world.
"Wh... WHAT. This has been here the whole time!? Is this an island? Who cares! LAND! Sweet land!"
Spiffle now notices the timer and hops onto the island from his Seamoth. He walks up to the landing zone and stops dead in his tracks at the sight of the massive al;ien structure known as the Quarantine Enforcement Platform. In essence, a giant alien cannon.
"What... the *beep* is THAT?"
Spiffles' editing has gotten better, his editor learning how to censor Spiffles foul language, in both English AND Eridani. He moves closer to the building, scanning the broken tablet and the Forcefield Controls.
"What is this? I mean it's clearly alien... What do the codex entries say... 'possible to reconstruct the device' Oh... hmm.. I can make more of these then. 'Matches no known technologies... functions like a lock'. Okay then so... Standard video game logic I guess. That's nice! So A purple tablet will unlock the gate there. What are those?"
Spiff moves towards the Cairns marking the way into the island, pathways leading up the mountainside. He follows them, finding a Purple Tablet in the process on one of the pathways.
"Oh! Lovely! That saves me resources and a trip I guess. This pathway keeps going though. hmm... Welp, we still have thirty minutes, so let's go."
Spiff explores the pathway, getting lost a bit before finally figuring that following the large cables is a good idea. He comes across the Teleportation Arch and scans it, in between dodging the Cave Crawlers.
"Right, let's see... Alien Arch... not much to speak of here. Maybe this thing will be useful later I guess. Likely.... Hmmm..."
Spiffle continues exploring and eventually finds himself back at the forcefield with another twenty minutes to go.
"Screw it, let's go."
Spiff activates the forcefield platform and the animation of the key being placed plays out. He moves into the building, activating both data platforms and acquiring two Ion Cubes for later, scanning everything he thinks he can scan. He enters the Moonpool in the bay and gets two more Ion Cubes, plus data on a rifle and a Doomsday Device. He ignores it for now, acquiring one more purple tablet and accessing the control room.
"Right... what's in here? Hmm... Energy Core, right. I shall scan that and... press button?"
Spiff presses the button. An animation plays where a device locks his characters hand in place, viciously stabs it with a pointy metal bit and then releases it.
"OH GODS what the hell! Why is that?! That's just nasty!"
"THE TERMINAL IS BROADCASTING A MESSAGE. TRANSLATION READS: 'Warning, infected individuals may not disable the weapon. This planet is under quarantine.'"
"Quarantine! What? Infected? I-Hold on...."
Spiffle gets his scanner out and performs a self-scan. It is only now he notices something very bad has happened.
"I-infected!? Wait, what!?"
"SELF-SCAN COMPLETE - DETECTING STATISTICALLY SIGNIFICANT BACTERIAL LEVELS. NO ADVERSE EFFECTS DETECTED. BE VIGILANT FOR SYMPTOMS."
"Oh brilliant! Does that mean I can't leave? I KNEW IT! Wait... weapon!? This is a weapon!?"
Spiffle panics and runs out of the facility as fast as he can and waits the last few minutes for the Sunbeam to arrive. Sure enough, it does. In the last 30 seconds, the Sunbeam plays a message.
RADIO - "Survivor, we see you!
'Man, I don't know how you held out down there.'
The sunbeams message plays, and Spiffle gasps in terror from the sound of the gun platform starting up and starting to move around.
RADIO - "We've broken atmosphere and we're descending towards the landing site.'
'Is that a building down there?! What do you mean you can't identify it?"
The weapon powers up and turns, aiming itself high at the sky.
RADIO - "Hold on, no turning back now.'
'Positions everyone, touching down in 10, 9, 8-'
The weapon charges up and a loud vicious hum can be heard echoing through the valley.
RADIO - "It's coming from the building?! Change course, set thrusters to (full)-"
The radio goes to static, the weapon fires and the Sunbeam is vaporized instantly by a massive blast of bright green light. The sunbeam disappears, its hull structure completely disintegrated. Spiffle sits in stunned silence as the platform returns to a stable position, shuts down, and everything goes quiet.
"Well... Okay then... That was... horrifying. I guess thats all we have time for! Hehe! Oh dear..."
Spiffle looks a bit defeated as he sits back in his seat.
"S-see you next time! I guess... Holy shit..."
Channel Outro plays.
TOP COMMENT: "Are you okay? You seem a little bit too disturbed by that. Its fine though, compared to what happens in the Rise Of The Ancients Mod, this is tame! Lol! I love that mod!"
Spiffles Response: "Please don't make me play that mod..."
((Authors note - due to how bastardingly huge Subnautica is, this will be a multi part series. Other Spiff stories will come inbetween. Hope you enjoy!))

I recently read The Three-Body Problem by Liu Cixin. There's very heavy criticism of cultural revolution in the book but it's still one of the most popular modern novels in China, probably the most popular sci-fi novel. Why does China allow this while they censor pretty much any other criticisms of the CCP, especially criticisms of Mao? I thought Mao was an untouchable figure in China.

Rikishi had been brawling backstage with the leader of the Right to Censor, Steven Richards. Steven had ambushed Rikishi after he was tired from his last match. The RTC had tried for a few weeks to “censor” Rikishi’s ass for the people watching but their plans were foiled every time. So, Steven had taken it upon himself to teach Rikishi a lesson. The rest of the RTC were gone for the night and the same went for Too Cool so neither men could rely on backup tonight.
Their brawl had taken them to the men’s shower room where Rikishi was gaining the upper hand. Rikishi eventually countered with some blows, pushing Steven against the one of the shower stall’s doors. With a strong side kick, Rikishi knocked Steven inside the shower stall. Steven hit the shower wall hard and the impact caused him to slump down and sit against the wall.
Rikishi caught his breath as he looked down at Steven, sitting there injured and vulnerable. Rikishi smiled as he thought of what to do next.
“You like your little censorship club, huh, Steven? Well now you’re going to join MY special club. That’s right, get ready to join Rikishi’s Kiss My Ass Club!” Rikishi announced.
Steven was too groggy to answer and all he could do was look up to see Rikishi unbuttoning the back of his belt. Rikishi then tossed his belt behind him and slowly began to pull down his thong. Rikishi savored the look of shock on Steven’s face as he teasingly pulled his thong down lower and lower. He lifted one leg up and then the other to pull his thong off. Steven was speechless as he looked up to see Rikishi naked save for his boots, necklace and pads.
Rikishi stepped further inside. The shower stall was big enough for one man so having Rikishi in there made things cramped. Steven had no way out. Once Rikishi was in front of him, he turned around to show Steven his thick bare ass, still sweaty from his previous match. Rikishi put his hands to the side walls of the stall so he can grip them for balance. He then gyrated his hips to taunt Steven. Steven was about to yell but it was cut off by Rikishi’s ass being thrusted into his face, slamming the back of his head against the wall.
Rikishi was giving Steven a bare-assed stinkface and he did not have the strength to push Rikishi’s ass off his face. He tried to but all he was doing was getting two hands full of Rikishi’s toned, tanned ass.
Steven was caught with his mouth open so he was tasting the musky sweat-drenched ass of Rikishi. It left a distinct taste and smell, one that was being left on Steven’s face. Rikishi grinded his hips so that even when Steven tried to turn his head away, Rikishi would always put Steven’s face between his cheeks.
Rikishi then played with Steven, moving his hips in an up-and-down motion, literally wiping his ass with Steven’s face. Steven’s face was so engulfed in Rikishi’s ass his nose was penetrating his asshole and his chin was getting slapped by Rikishi’s balls.
After a few seconds, Rikishi stopped his stinkface and turned to looked down on Steven. Steven gasped for air and tried to wipe the taste and smell of Rikishi’s ass off his face and mouth.
“Ugh! How can people like this!?” Steven asked.
“If you don’t like it at first, you learn to appreciate it over time,” Rikishi laughed. “But we’re not done yet.”
Rikishi then picked Steven up and pushed him against the wall. He undid Steven’s belt and yanked his pants and underwear down. Before Steven could react, Rikishi turned around and slammed his bare ass against Steven’s naked crotch. Steven involuntarily grabbed Rikishi’s ass in an attempt push him off but it did not work.
“You got to taste and smell how good my ass is but now you’re going to FEEL how good it is…” Rikishi teased as he grinded his ass against Steven’s crotch.
Steven closed his eyes and he pretended that Rikishi’s ass cheeks weren’t rubbing his cock right now. As soon as his cock was twitching, Rikishi was being filled with relish as Steven was being filled with regret.
“Don’t fight it Steven. It’s alright. This is a dream come true for some people,” Rikishi teased. “Just relax and think about someone you like.”
Steven kept his eyes closed and tried to think about someone other than Rikishi right now. His thoughts went to his faction, The Right to Censor, with one person in particular.
“Ivory…” Steven whispered. He remembered one time where he watched Ivory in a bikini contest and jerked off to her. And another time where he caught her undressing and savored the sight of her naked body. Steven would never tell her this out of respect and their vow of chastity.
“Come on Steven…come and get this ass…”
Steven recognized the voice not as Rikishi’s but as Ivory’s. He opened his eyes and looked down to see Ivory naked and grinding her ass against his crotch. His cock was now becoming more erect and once at full mast, ‘Ivory’ positioned herself so that Steven’s cock would slowly insert into her asshole.
Rikishi groaned and smiled as Steven was lost in his little world. The wake-up call he was going to give Steven was going to be worth every second.
Steven closed his eyes let ‘Ivory’ continue this pleasure. She bounced on and off his cock grabbing both sides of the walls to brace herself. Steven also started to rock his hips and pretty soon, he was fully fucking ‘Ivory’s’ ass.
Rikishi felt Steven grip his hips as he got lost in his fantasy. He was so lost that he didn’t notice his balls slapping against Rikishi’s. Rikishi’s asshole was just so tight and warm he just did not care. To Steven, he was giving Ivory the pounding of a lifetime.
“Oh Ivory…oh fuck…” Steven panted.
Steven could feel his climax approaching. He tossed his head back and held on for dear life as he came in ‘Ivory’s’ ass. After a few loads, he slunk back down and sat as he caught his breath.
His afterglow would be short-lived as he felt something long and firm slip into his mouth. He opened his eyes in shock: Rikishi had just shoved his thick cock into Steven’s mouth!
Steven, back in reality, now realized that he’s been pounding Rikishi’s ass this whole time. The anal sex had gotten Rikishi so erect and aroused that he needed to release desperately. Rikishi put one hand against the wall and another on Steven’s head as he thrusted in and out of his mouth.
Steven’s strength was sapped at this point yet he grabbed Rikishi’s thighs and tried to push him off. He struggled as he got a full taste of Rikishi’s cock and pre-cum. His fear and desperation increased as he felt Rikishi’s cock throb. He knew what was coming next.
Rikishi used both hands to grab Steven’s head and thrusted so deep that his balls were slapping Steven’s chin and his tip was touching the back of Steven’s throat. Rikishi didn’t care if Steven was trying to pry his hands off his head. After a few more thrusts, Rikishi finally came in Steven’s mouth. Steven moaned in an attempt to scream as he involuntarily swallowed several loads of thick cum.
Rikishi groaned as he pulled out, leaving a trail of cum on Steven’s mouth and chin. Steven hunched over and spat some of the cum that was in mouth but that would not take away the taste. He felt ashamed. Several months of chastity only to give in to the temptations of one man’s ass. The greatest ass in the WWE.
Rikishi recovered from his ecstasy and picked up his thong. He turned to turn on the shower head, letting the water fall on Steven. Steven looked up only to have Rikishi’s thong land on his head. He looked up to see Rikishi looking back on him, a trail of cum leaking out of his ass and down his thighs.
“Welcome to the club Steven. Oh, and I promise not to tell Ivory,” Rikishi laughed. Rikishi smacked his ass cheeks as he walked away, leaving Steven to shower in shame.

Hi everyone, we've been getting a lot of complaints recently about people with minor curvatures (10 degrees and up) posting about their symptoms like insecurities, depression, and pain, and I wanted to address it directly because it's something I feel very passionate about.
We will not be removing, censoring, or banning these posts. My goal ever since I became a moderator nearly 2 years ago (and honestly, my goal long before that) was to make sure this subreddit is a safe haven for anyone and everyone with Scoliosis to discuss the struggles that go along with this condition.
We will not be gate-keeping any individuals with minor Scoliosis from posting about their struggles. We can sit here and compare curvature measurements and devalue others struggles simply because they have a different curvature number, or, we can self-reflect. We can realize that there are real, serious problems that come along with mild Scoliosis, that, in some cases, can be just as severe as someone with a worse curvature.
In my time here, I have been fortunate to talk to thousands of different people in thousands of different situations. I've met people who are suicidal because of a 10 degree curvature. I've met people who won't leave their house from fear of being seen with a 10 degree curvature. I've met people that have chronic pain because of a 10 degree curvature. I've met people who have literally committed suicide because of a 10 degree curvature.
Every single one of these people deserve the same support, love, and reassurance as anyone else on here. Just because they have a smaller curvature does not mean their problems are irrelevant. It does not mean they are overreacting, attention-seeking, or trying to disrespect others struggles. They are struggling with this condition, just like we all are, and they are seeking help and support, just like we all have at one point or another.
If you are triggered by someone with a less severe curvature than yours is venting about their Scoliosis related problems, I would encourage you to self-reflect and take all of these things into consideration. When someone makes a post about their Scoliosis, it has nothing to do with you, and it's not an invitation to invalidate their struggles.
As someone with severe curvatures, with symptoms, chronic body dysphoria, and chronic pain that nearly led me to suicide, I believe we should support everyone with Scoliosis, regardless of their exact curvature measurements. If you disagree with me, please feel free to make your own subreddit where it's severe Scoliosis and surgery patients only and moderate it yourself. But that is not, and will not be this subreddit. We are here to support everyone with Scoliosis, and that includes individuals with minor curvatures.
This shouldn't be a dick-measuring contest, that helps no one and only encourages hostility. There's plenty of room for everybody here. Just because your curvatures are worse, just because your pain is worse, or just because you've had the surgery does not mean you have the right to de-humanize and invalidate someone with a lesser curvature.
Going forward, this is something I will personally heavily moderate against. There has been way too much bullying of individuals with Minor curvatures over the years, and it is no longer something I'm willing to tolerate. Please keep this in mind going forward.
Thanks for reading :)

The public only wakes up at the end.
“Know that this universe is nothing but a dream bluff of nature to test your consciousness of immortality.” - Paramahansa Yogananda
I will not sit here and lie to you that I know what is to come in the future. I can research and pose educated hypotheses', but I do not know what the future holds.
I'm writing this today because the most important thing is knowledge, wisdom, and information, and not only is it not easily available, but is inside and belonging to each of us by birthright.
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There is always someone who knows more than me, so please comment and add anything. There may be a time with no Reddit, a completely censored or no internet and people fully have to rely on their own wisdom and personal knowledge.
Before we get into this,
We all have to understand that our senses can pick up such little available sound and light frequencies that we are basically blind.
The greatest psyop of all history has been the programming of human beings to worship the material world semicolon and hence the erected prison of our left rational mind.
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What truly is 'rational' in this world, is pretty ignorant and arrogant once you research ancient civilizations, religions, magic, history Etc.
This has been the ultimate goal of the controllers and rulers of our reality:
To sever our connection with our true nature, and our true identity; a reflection of God. Made up of the substance of God, given the mind of God, to experience God... to remember oneself as god...to ascend and go back to godhead.
The rulers of this reality worship Saturn, form, the material world, and the cold, dark forces that make up our existence. There is a reason why the Black Cube is represented in many different countries with massive sculptures; as well as the largest investment firm in the world being called BlackRock. In Mecca, Muslims walk around a massive black Cube and Jews put a black Cube on their forehead during prayers. The Black Cube represents what we find ourselves in. We are the Black Cube and we find ourselves inside of the black cube. Form.
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If you don't read anything in this writing, simply read this:

Every ancient religion, society, prophet, civilization etc, desperately is trying to tell you that you are not this body, but you are the observer, immortal awareness.
The greatest illusion cast on to man is the illusion of separation. Your skin doesn't separate you from reality but is the bridge to it. Everything is truly a projection of the mind, and once you realize your senses are so lacking, you basically do live in a literal holographic electrical reality.
Every prophet and religion when not mistranslated is telling you to identify and remember your true nature, that you are love, unity, and the universe itself (God).
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To ascend this three-dimensional realm and reincarnation (ascend the black cube) become the cross, become crucified, and raise your consciousness past Duality and polarity; to Unity and the godhead reality. The kingdom of Heaven is within.
"Be In The World, Not of This World"
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ANCIENT CREATION STORY (Eagle vs. Serpent)

Satan and the serpent
The oldest recorded creation stories can be traced back to ancient Sumer. The cuneiform tablets show the true story, the same story that is mirrored and varied in every other society and religion.
The Sumerian cuneiform tablets say that the Sky gods came to Earth to create a race of worker slaves. They use in-vitro fertilization using the DNA of the already existing primate to create a hybrid between themselves and our ancestors. The stories speak about Sky gods falling from the Heavens to Earth. Does this mean the avatars of the seven planets, or avatars of higher astral beings, or angels descending through the firmament, or aliens coming from another star system... I don't know. But all of the stories represent the characters being the same and in a reptilian humanoid form (shapeshifting).
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Enlil (Satan, Saturn, Kumarabi, Amun-Ra, Zeus, YHWH, etc.)

Enlil, the god of the storm, the prince of the air, and the god of the sky are represented in many different cultures as Zeus, Kumarabi, Amun-ra, Saturn, and many more. They're all representations of Satan or Saturn, the dark force in the universe and form and the material world. Yahweh in the Bible is Enlil. A wrathful deity who sees Humanity as no more than slaves and wishes to bring Humanity to degeneracy and the destruction of humanity. Originally during the creation of humans, he did not want to give Humanity intelligence and wanted to keep them toiling as worker slaves. Famously you can see this in the Mistranslated Adam and Eve serpent story where God tells Adam and Eve not to eat the apple of the Gods (Knowledge of the gods.)
Enlil (Lord of The Sky, Lord of The Storm [Yaweh, Satan])
In fact, it is said that Yahweh enacted many famines upon the people of the day as well as ordered the rapes and pillaging of many different cities. He created Wars and ultimately he did not warn Humanity of a coming flood as he wished to see them all wiped out.

Enki (Thoth, Enoch, Prometheus, Quetzalcoatl, Odin, etc)

^\Yahshua {Maybe} "I and the father are one"]))
Enki, or "The lord of the Earth", is the mediator between humans and the true loving God.
Yes, Enki's the 'serpent' in the Garden of Eden. He is the one who went behind the back of Enlil to give Humanity the knowledge of the gods. In fact, in many ancient texts, it is said that humans are more enlightened than their rulers as Enkis really created the perfect creation. Enki falls in love with his creation and sees himself in humanity. He is the one who warns Noah or Utinapishnu to save his family and animals from the flood.
In ancient times the serpent represented Enlightenment and wisdom. The serpent can be traced back to the Hebrew term Nahash, which means shining and is a reference to the oil or Kundalini energy rising up the spine.
Kundalini energy, the oil or energy coiled in man. When raised allows him to realize god.
Moses lifting the serpent just as man should be lifted (god realization)
Briefly one can view our reality as an ancient battle between a force trying to lead us to degeneracy and slavery and another force who sees us as himself and is trying to lead us to reach our Highest Potential and Escape the Black Cube.
Enki or the energy of "The Lord of The Earth" can be traced to many different cultures and be seen by many incarnations such as Thoth, Enoch, Odin, Prometheus, etc.
Many of these cults of the serpent went on to become secret societies and this is where I believe they start to label Enki as Lucifer. I do not understand how the elites and other societies see Enki's actions as anything other than akin to Jesus, Buddha, Krishna, Muhammad, and all the Prophets... But I guess there's something I'm missing.

Cyclical Cataclysms, Global resets and Our lost (Hidden) History

https://preview.redd.it/2yixual9220d1.png?width=800&format=png&auto=webp&s=e538f6c3460731b79d969a88ab09ad566030574a
I've read in many different places that there was the insanely advanced Society of Atlantis that began to fall as dark occultists and magicians began to hijack the society and Lead it into debauchery. Whether the cataclysm that ended Atlantis was created from a black Magic Ritual or from a supernatural external event, Atlantis was destroyed. In the Sumerian Kings list when the Kings descend from the heavens again I believe this is after that. I’d equate this to either 11,000 years ago or 6,000 years ago. The problem with time frames is the Roman Empire probably added thousands of years to Its supposed rain and messes up a lot of the chronology of our timeline.
One of the biggest lies we have as a society is that we came from apes (and not genetic hybrids of our past homo sapiens). That we are from this material world and we are just on a long journey of evolution. Humanity did not evolve from Africa and spread over the world through land bridges.
Every single Society has the same creation story, the same architecture, and the same iconography and names. The same creation stories and flood myths permeate all throughout the world, even the fact that the same Rock reliefs and sculptures can be found literally in societies that supposedly never knew each other.
By now most people are probably familiar with the topic of Tartaria. Tartaria probably being a misnomer for the true name of the ancient civilization who inhabited the planet before the Satanic conquest of the world. I've researched that a cataclysm probably happened a few hundred years ago that completely reset the world. anyone who can completely tell you what happened in our past is completely lying. There have been so many mistranslations, manipulations, and flat-out Lies by our controllers it is challenging to piece together the truth.
The same arcticture all over the world.
What is obvious though is that the empty City pictures of the 1800s and the gargantuan churches and buildings (built by people with dirt roads and horses lol) that look like they had been covered in a mud flood are far older than we have been led to know.
Past technology is being hoarded and we are all truly being extorted by controllers who wish to rid us of all of our spiritual energy and financial capital. Ancient cathedrals in the past knew how to harness the electromagnetic frequency in the atmosphere to create a healing energy and frequency inside. Basically a massive healing center. There have been inventions where you sit in a chair and hydrotherapy can fix many of your ailments. Hell, if you even look at many of the past World Fairs there is so much electricity it is obvious that we knew and understood electricity a lot earlier than we can remember.
\"Tartarian\" Technology
I'm trying to make this as brief as possible but people must realize that our history is a complete lie trying to manipulate you to have a false identity and a false perception of reality.
The world today is run by a certain 'ethnicity' (which is also my own) that has stolen most of their own teachings and knowledge from the rest of the world, then changed history, so they may seem more ancient and more advanced than they truly are. But you can see who they truly worship by the symbolism on their flag. A hexagram is the 2D form of a 3D cube. In other words, the people whose holy day is on Saturday are the ones who worship Saturn. Now you can see how the Muslim religion and Catholicism with its worship of Yahweh has been hijacked as well.
https://preview.redd.it/0rdyh91by10d1.png?width=1080&format=png&auto=webp&s=4fb8f54c20024be682e547e3dc23852695208dad
After the most recent cataclysm is when the hijacking of the current world began. The Catholic Jesuits, the wealthy Phoenician families, the Freemasons, the Skull and Bones, the illuminated ones, and the Cult of Saturn worshipers (Cult of Baal [Cabal]) took over the world, burned and destroyed much of our ancient artifacts, and history and then changed up our entire chronology so we would believe their false chronology and adopt their forced self-identity that they have clouded our perception.
The ancient black Hebrews who inhabited the Americas have had their deep knowledge of the universe raped and pillaged from them and they've basically been exterminated. You walk into any African-American Museum and it starts with slavery, when in all actuality California is named after a black Warrior Queen named Califia.
https://preview.redd.it/2k4wtqg3x10d1.png?width=1080&format=png&auto=webp&s=b38cb95cf35dccba9b46a52460680ae8f34655b9
Many other societies and cultures have fallen into the void of history as they have had their histories and cultures stolen and manipulated. The ancient Irish, where you can trace many of the earliest versions of the Bible have had their total history erased. We're currently watching a genocide take place where the descendants of European Jews are killing the actual semites and then turning around and calling everyone anti-Semitic... this has been going on for a while.

Plans For The Future

The Tower of Babel allegory might be the closest to relating to our time today. It seems that the masses are mostly asleep, but there is a growing large number of people who understand the truth of reality and are trying to share it with others. Our controllers and the god they serve want the exact opposite of this.
They guard this occult knowledge and keep the masses in a thought perception of slavery and confusion, all to create a false sense of scarcity and ravage the Earth of her Bountiful resources. They hide different forms of energy such as hydrogen, and the electromagnetic frequency that permeates throughout the Earth's ether, to push toxic Industries such as oil and other fossil fuels. They spray us with metals that cause health and mental problems, putting fluoride and other metals such as aluminum in our water source. Most of our food is filled with fake preservatives and microplastics, and our health and educational systems both make the individual much sicker than they do heal and grow.
The eagle, Satan truly is the leader of this false world. everything in our reality now has been totally corrupted And now siphons the life force out of basically everything.
We slaughter animals like they're nothing, we throw every single human being we can into a metal box like it's nothing, Our children are now being sexualized and pedophilia is becoming normalized to the point. Children have their gender identity totally confused because Black Rock wants to make more money pumping ESG through companies.
To even the minimally aware, they easily can see the devil in the world everywhere they turn. The world is not based upon truth, honesty, and love, it's based on scarcity, ego, and the worship of form and death. All Illusions in their grandest sense.
And this is what our ancients knew, all throughout the world they understood this deeply. they passed it on to their children. They lived close to Source during their daily life.
The goal of the Elites, AND the god they serve is to return man to the form which they see fit, a worker slave toiling in degeneracy and ignorance. With this realization, the whole world is easily understood. (And outgrown.)
The amount of technology that is being withheld from us is truly mind-boggling. They most likely already have reverse-engineered UFOs and an alternate free energy source. (Nikola Tesla lol)
We've already been infected with nanobots, whether you took the vaccine or not; they have direct energy weapons that can burn down whole cities. They can make earthquakes, hurricanes, and tornadoes whenever they please. They make bioweapons through vaccines and diseases that they spread to the populations for money. They wish to create a one-world currency, a digital CBDC, so they can really make the world into a prison planet.
They can produce a fake alien invasion, or they could maybe even create a dark ritual and enact a cataclysm that can be seen throughout our history (ie floods, electromagnetic storms, fires, asteroids etc). The elites have been planning and guiding the world to their ultimate plan, I would not be surprised if they cause a giant reset to thwart our Awakening.
Their ultimate goal is to microchip everyone so they can see and control all of their thoughts and biometrics. To fully return you to a slave and keep you trapped inside the material world.
They basically tell you everything and program you to accept and manifest the reality that they are trying to create. Do not give them the power to do so. Do not consent to this reality they are trying to make. A reality of cyber attacks, pandemics, food shortages, world wars, political unrest, instability, violent race relations etc etc.
https://preview.redd.it/axv0pbjt120d1.png?width=1170&format=png&auto=webp&s=def333bb5ac9ab3fb8987d013a84db4cb03cb5e1
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This may sound weird but truly there is nothing to fear. Once you realize that you are not the body, and are immortal awareness there's nowhere to go. There's nothing to lose, there's nothing to gain.
Everything is an illusion in this world. This life shouldn't be this hard but it is. It shouldn't be this hard to stay healthy, gain knowledge, and grow, but it is.
Just don't lose hope or let the demiurge, satan forces win.
You are a creator god, a being of light, a being of unity and love. Once you deeply understand that is your true identity you can never unlearn it.
I know in the deepest part of my soul that the creative loving force of the universe is much stronger than the destructive force, and this is weird to say but truly in the biggest reality, we are all the same being experiencing itself and this place doesn't even "matter". But this place does matter, because we are all experiencing it, and I don't think any religion or Society or prophecy ends with Satan winning.
You are more powerful than you think. You control your reality, you control what you experience. Don't let this Demiurge AI-like reality corrupt you and bring you down to this dense false reality. Learn as much as you can, become as wise as you can, and realize that you have the power to create and do anything in your own life.

The Controllers and El-ites are Scared of YOU, not the Other way Around. You are more Enlightened than the Rulers.

Truly nothing new is under the sun.
The goal of this life is to realize your truth, gain liberation and never come back to this shit show again. I love you, and see you as myself. I hope we can reach the highest point we possibly can. Be safe.
“People of this world are deluded. They’re always longing for something-always, in a word, seeking. But the wise wake up. They choose reason over custom. They fix their minds on the sublime and let their bodies change with the seasons. All phenomena are empty. They contain nothing worth desiring.”-Bodhidharma
Samsara, The Wheel on endless Reincarnation
The Big I, the only conciousness in the universe, the real you (and me lol)

The public only wakes up at the end.
“Know that this universe is nothing but a dream bluff of nature to test your consciousness of immortality.” - Paramahansa Yogananda
I will not sit here and lie to you that I know what is to come in the future. I can research and pose educated hypotheses', but I do not know what the future holds.
I'm writing this today because the most important thing is knowledge, wisdom, and information, and not only is it not easily available, but is inside and belonging to each of us by birthright.
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There is always someone who knows more than me, so please comment and add anything. There may be a time with no Reddit, a completely censored or no internet and people fully have to rely on their own wisdom and personal knowledge.
Before we get into this,
We all have to understand that our senses can pick up such little available sound and light frequencies that we are basically blind.
The greatest psyop of all history has been the programming of human beings to worship the material world semicolon and hence the erected prison of our left rational mind.
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What truly is 'rational' in this world, is pretty ignorant and arrogant once you research ancient civilizations, religions, magic, history Etc.
This has been the ultimate goal of the controllers and rulers of our reality:
To sever our connection with our true nature, and our true identity; a reflection of God. Made up of the substance of God, given the mind of God, to experience God... to remember oneself as god...to ascend and go back to godhead.
The rulers of this reality worship Saturn, form, the material world, and the cold, dark forces that make up our existence. There is a reason why the Black Cube is represented in many different countries with massive sculptures; as well as the largest investment firm in the world being called BlackRock. In Mecca, Muslims walk around a massive black Cube and Jews put a black Cube on their forehead during prayers. The Black Cube represents what we find ourselves in. We are the Black Cube and we find ourselves inside of the black cube. Form.
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If you don't read anything in this writing, simply read this:

Every ancient religion, society, prophet, civilization etc, desperately is trying to tell you that you are not this body, but you are the observer, immortal awareness.
The greatest illusion cast on to man is the illusion of separation. Your skin doesn't separate you from reality but is the bridge to it. Everything is truly a projection of the mind, and once you realize your senses are so lacking, you basically do live in a literal holographic electrical reality.
Every prophet and religion when not mistranslated is telling you to identify and remember your true nature, that you are love, unity, and the universe itself (God).
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To ascend this three-dimensional realm and reincarnation (ascend the black cube) become the cross, become crucified, and raise your consciousness past Duality and polarity; to Unity and the godhead reality. The kingdom of Heaven is within.
"Be In The World, Not of This World"
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ANCIENT CREATION STORY (Eagle vs. Serpent)

Satan and the Serpent
The oldest recorded creation stories can be traced back to ancient Sumer. The cuneiform tablets show the true story, the same story that is mirrored and varied in every other society and religion.
The Sumerian cuneiform tablets say that the Sky gods came to Earth to create a race of worker slaves. They use in-vitro fertilization using the DNA of the already existing primate to create a hybrid between themselves and our ancestors. The stories speak about Sky gods falling from the Heavens to Earth. Does this mean the avatars of the seven planets, or avatars of higher astral beings, or angels descending through the firmament, or aliens coming from another star system... I don't know. But all of the stories represent the characters being the same and in a reptilian humanoid form (shapeshifting).
Ninmah, Mami (Where we get Mother)

Enlil (Satan, Saturn, Kumarabi, Amun-Ra, Zeus, YHWH, etc.)

Enlil, the god of the storm, the prince of the air, and the god of the sky are represented in many different cultures as Zeus, Kumarabi, Amun-ra, Saturn, and many more. They're all representations of Satan or Saturn, the dark force in the universe and form and the material world. Yahweh in the Bible is Enlil. A wrathful deity who sees Humanity as no more than slaves and wishes to bring Humanity to degeneracy and the destruction of humanity. Originally during the creation of humans, he did not want to give Humanity intelligence and wanted to keep them toiling as worker slaves. Famously you can see this in the Mistranslated Adam and Eve serpent story where God tells Adam and Eve not to eat the apple of the Gods (Knowledge of the gods.)
Enlil (Lord of The Sky, Lord of The Storm [Yaweh, Satan])
In fact, it is said that Yahweh enacted many famines upon the people of the day as well as ordered the rapes and pillaging of many different cities. He created Wars and ultimately he did not warn Humanity of a coming flood as he wished to see them all wiped out.

Enki (Thoth, Enoch, Prometheus, Quetzalcoatl, Odin, etc)

^\Yahshua {Maybe} "I and the father are one"]))
Enki, or "The lord of the Earth", is the mediator between humans and the true loving God.
Yes, Enki's the 'serpent' in the Garden of Eden. He is the one who went behind the back of Enlil to give Humanity the knowledge of the gods. In fact, in many ancient texts, it is said that humans are more enlightened than their rulers as Enkis really created the perfect creation. Enki falls in love with his creation and sees himself in humanity. He is the one who warns Noah or Utinapishnu to save his family and animals from the flood.
In ancient times the serpent represented Enlightenment and wisdom. The serpent can be traced back to the Hebrew term Nahash, which means shining and is a reference to the oil or Kundalini energy rising up the spine.
Kundalini energy, the oil or energy coiled in man. When raised allows him to realize god.
Moses lifting the serpent just as man should be lifted (god realization)
Briefly one can view our reality as an ancient battle between a force trying to lead us to degeneracy and slavery and another force who sees us as himself and is trying to lead us to reach our Highest Potential and Escape the Black Cube.
Enki or the energy of "The Lord of The Earth" can be traced to many different cultures and be seen by many incarnations such as Thoth, Enoch, Odin, Prometheus, etc.
Many of these cults of the serpent went on to become secret societies and this is where I believe they start to label Enki as Lucifer. I do not understand how the elites and other societies see Enki's actions as anything other than akin to Jesus, Buddha, Krishna, Muhammad, and all the Prophets... But I guess there's something I'm missing.

Cyclical Cataclysms, Global resets and Our lost (Hidden) History

https://preview.redd.it/wrq8u801v20d1.png?width=800&format=png&auto=webp&s=405667d018b8d17823da4e18232b03f827e34608
I've read in many different places that there was the insanely advanced Society of Atlantis that began to fall as dark occultists and magicians began to hijack the society and Lead it into debauchery. Whether the cataclysm that ended Atlantis was created from a black Magic Ritual or from a supernatural external event, Atlantis was destroyed. In the Sumerian Kings list when the Kings descend from the heavens again I believe this is after that. I’d equate this to either 11,000 years ago or 6,000 years ago. The problem with time frames is the Roman Empire probably added thousands of years to Its supposed rain and messes up a lot of the chronology of our timeline.
One of the biggest lies we have as a society is that we came from apes (and not genetic hybrids of our past homo sapiens). That we are from this material world and we are just on a long journey of evolution. Humanity did not evolve from Africa and spread over the world through land bridges.
Every single Society has the same creation story, the same architecture, and the same iconography and names. The same creation stories and flood myths permeate all throughout the world, even the fact that the same Rock reliefs and sculptures can be found literally in societies that supposedly never knew each other.
By now most people are probably familiar with the topic of Tartaria. Tartaria probably being a misnomer for the true name of the ancient civilization who inhabited the planet before the Satanic conquest of the world. I've researched that a cataclysm probably happened a few hundred years ago that completely reset the world. anyone who can completely tell you what happened in our past is completely lying. There have been so many mistranslations, manipulations, and flat-out Lies by our controllers it is challenging to piece together the truth.
The same arcticture all over the world.
What is obvious though is that the empty City pictures of the 1800s and the gargantuan churches and buildings (built by people with dirt roads and horses lol) that look like they had been covered in a mud flood are far older than we have been led to know.
Past technology is being hoarded and we are all truly being extorted by controllers who wish to rid us of all of our spiritual energy and financial capital. Ancient cathedrals in the past knew how to harness the electromagnetic frequency in the atmosphere to create a healing energy and frequency inside. Basically a massive healing center. There have been inventions where you sit in a chair and hydrotherapy can fix many of your ailments. Hell, if you even look at many of the past World Fairs there is so much electricity it is obvious that we knew and understood electricity a lot earlier than we can remember.
\"Tartarian\" Technology
I'm trying to make this as brief as possible but people must realize that our history is a complete lie trying to manipulate you to have a false identity and a false perception of reality.
The world today is run by a certain 'ethnicity' (which is also my own) that has stolen most of their own teachings and knowledge from the rest of the world, then changed history, so they may seem more ancient and more advanced than they truly are. But you can see who they truly worship by the symbolism on their flag. A hexagram is the 2D form of a 3D cube. In other words, the people whose holy day is on Saturday are the ones who worship Saturn. Now you can see how the Muslim religion and Catholicism with its worship of Yahweh has been hijacked as well.
https://preview.redd.it/d0c9ks6bv20d1.png?width=1080&format=png&auto=webp&s=e1d86b136ed19450e5cd70d1691002ce528e7bdd
After the most recent cataclysm is when the hijacking of the current world began. The Catholic Jesuits, the wealthy Phoenician families, the Freemasons, the Skull and Bones, the illuminated ones, and the Cult of Saturn worshipers (Cult of Baal [Cabal]) took over the world, burned and destroyed much of our ancient artifacts, and history and then changed up our entire chronology so we would believe their false chronology and adopt their forced self-identity that they have clouded our perception.
The ancient black Hebrews who inhabited the Americas have had their deep knowledge of the universe raped and pillaged from them and they've basically been exterminated. You walk into any African-American Museum and it starts with slavery, when in all actuality California is named after a black Warrior Queen named Califia.
https://preview.redd.it/5rr4fw1dv20d1.png?width=1080&format=png&auto=webp&s=ef7bc49fcb0d268c00aa79f514740139c5befc00
Many other societies and cultures have fallen into the void of history as they have had their histories and cultures stolen and manipulated. The ancient Irish, where you can trace many of the earliest versions of the Bible have had their total history erased. We're currently watching a genocide take place where the descendants of European Jews are killing the actual semites and then turning around and calling everyone anti-Semitic... this has been going on for a while.

Plans For The Future

The Tower of Babel allegory might be the closest to relating to our time today. It seems that the masses are mostly asleep, but there is a growing large number of people who understand the truth of reality and are trying to share it with others. Our controllers and the god they serve want the exact opposite of this.
They guard this occult knowledge and keep the masses in a thought perception of slavery and confusion, all to create a false sense of scarcity and ravage the Earth of her Bountiful resources. They hide different forms of energy such as hydrogen, and the electromagnetic frequency that permeates throughout the Earth's ether, to push toxic Industries such as oil and other fossil fuels. They spray us with metals that cause health and mental problems, putting fluoride and other metals such as aluminum in our water source. Most of our food is filled with fake preservatives and microplastics, and our health and educational systems both make the individual much sicker than they do heal and grow.
The eagle, Satan truly is the leader of this false world. everything in our reality now has been totally corrupted And now siphons the life force out of basically everything.
We slaughter animals like they're nothing, we throw every single human being we can into a metal box like it's nothing, Our children are now being sexualized and pedophilia is becoming normalized to the point. Children have their gender identity totally confused because Black Rock wants to make more money pumping ESG through companies.
To even the minimally aware, they easily can see the devil in the world everywhere they turn. The world is not based upon truth, honesty, and love, it's based on scarcity, ego, and the worship of form and death. All Illusions in their grandest sense.
And this is what our ancients knew, all throughout the world they understood this deeply. they passed it on to their children. They lived close to Source during their daily life.
The goal of the Elites, AND the god they serve is to return man to the form which they see fit, a worker slave toiling in degeneracy and ignorance. With this realization, the whole world is easily understood. (And outgrown.)
The amount of technology that is being withheld from us is truly mind-boggling. They most likely already have reverse-engineered UFOs and an alternate free energy source. (Nikola Tesla lol)
We've already been infected with nanobots, whether you took the vaccine or not; they have direct energy weapons that can burn down whole cities. They can make earthquakes, hurricanes, and tornadoes whenever they please. They make bioweapons through vaccines and diseases that they spread to the populations for money. They wish to create a one-world currency, a digital CBDC, so they can really make the world into a prison planet.
They can produce a fake alien invasion, or they could maybe even create a dark ritual and enact a cataclysm that can be seen throughout our history (ie floods, electromagnetic storms, fires, asteroids etc). The elites have been planning and guiding the world to their ultimate plan, I would not be surprised if they cause a giant reset to thwart our Awakening.
Their ultimate goal is to microchip everyone so they can see and control all of their thoughts and biometrics. To fully return you to a slave and keep you trapped inside the material world.
They basically tell you everything and program you to accept and manifest the reality that they are trying to create. Do not give them the power to do so. Do not consent to this reality they are trying to make. A reality of cyber attacks, pandemics, food shortages, world wars, political unrest, instability, violent race relations etc etc.
https://preview.redd.it/hiz2o5ifv20d1.png?width=1170&format=png&auto=webp&s=06e8443631649d689dfa20cf85aa33477fbd3769
https://preview.redd.it/xbcs29jgv20d1.png?width=1080&format=png&auto=webp&s=a1b1b18f0e3a70aedac12f98931bcf33b89f97de
This may sound weird but truly there is nothing to fear. Once you realize that you are not the body, and are immortal awareness there's nowhere to go. There's nothing to lose, there's nothing to gain.
Everything is an illusion in this world. This life shouldn't be this hard but it is. It shouldn't be this hard to stay healthy, gain knowledge, and grow, but it is.
Just don't lose hope or let the demiurge, satan forces win.
You are a creator god, a being of light, a being of unity and love. Once you deeply understand that is your true identity you can never unlearn it.
I know in the deepest part of my soul that the creative loving force of the universe is much stronger than the destructive force, and this is weird to say but truly in the biggest reality, we are all the same being experiencing itself and this place doesn't even "matter". But this place does matter, because we are all experiencing it, and I don't think any religion or Society or prophecy ends with Satan winning.
You are more powerful than you think. You control your reality, you control what you experience. Don't let this Demiurge AI-like reality corrupt you and bring you down to this dense false reality. Learn as much as you can, become as wise as you can, and realize that you have the power to create and do anything in your own life.

The Controllers and El-ites are Scared of YOU, not the Other way Around. You are more Enlightened than the Rulers.

Truly nothing new is under the sun.
The goal of this life is to realize your truth, gain liberation and never come back to this shit show again. I love you, and see you as myself. I hope we can reach the highest point we possibly can. Be safe.
“People of this world are deluded. They’re always longing for something-always, in a word, seeking. But the wise wake up. They choose reason over custom. They fix their minds on the sublime and let their bodies change with the seasons. All phenomena are empty. They contain nothing worth desiring.”-Bodhidharma
Samsara, The Wheel on endless Reincarnation
The Big I, the only conciousness in the universe, the real you (and me lol)