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2024.05.19 01:45 Broski-1234 Is Masturbation without porn a sin?

Ik this has been mentioned hundreds of times but I kinda have a new perspective on it. Paraphrasing Matthew 22:37-40, it says that the 2nd most important commandment is to love ones neighbor as thyself and that all the laws are based off of that. So that raises the question, why would Masturbation without porn or lustful thoughts be a sin? It doesn’t change your perspective on others since your not watching porn or having lustful thoughts. Couldn’t it be considered self love? Also, for the arguement to just get married, how is a teenager supposed to get married without waiting 6-10 years??
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2024.05.19 01:45 TheFalseViddaric The New Data Drug

I messed up. I messed up bad.
“Never get high on your own supply”. The human who sold me this data told me it was a saying from his world. But I had to be sure it was the real deal. After all, data drugs that worked on people without a brain interface installed? It was unheard of. But here I am [30 hours] later, and I no longer doubt. I feel utterly exhausted despite having barely moved. My every neuron feels fried. All 6 grasping appendages are sore from the repetitive motions, and my eyes are dry and unfocused from the long strain I have put them through. I feel intense pangs of hunger and thirst, as I haven’t eaten or drank since I started this test.
I still want more. But with a great effort of will I force myself away from the screen of my computing terminal and stumble to my pantry so I may attend to my body’s needs. As I gulp down nutrient drinks and chew some dried fruit, I reflect on the trance I’ve somehow barely managed to pull myself out of.
Simulations. A useful tool for engineers, scientists, and military strategists. We had never thought to teach storytellers or artists to use them. Humans had. And what they created was both miraculous and monstrous.
Humans decided to use simulation technology to create art and craft stories. It seemed that there was a human simulation… no, hundreds of human simulations, designed to invoke whatever feeling or emotion you could imagine. And possibly some you couldn’t.
I had started simple. A basic test of spatial reasoning, and later quick thinking, expressed through the medium of stacking colored blocks formed into geometric shapes. While comparable at first to a children's toy, as the speed and challenge increased I became increasingly hypnotized. The feeling of lining up and clearing four rows at once with the all too rare straight piece was intensely satisfying. Making a mistake, leaving a gap caused frustration and incompleteness like I had never felt before, and eventually fixing it gave a feeling of relief, of rightness. As the game sped up, I found myself more and more frantic to try and find places for every piece. The rush of success and agony of failure only increased as I prided and chided myself on my quick decisions.
Eventually, I could keep up no longer, leaving me only with a number. A score.
Could I push that score higher?
[4 hours] went by, and I barely noticed.
I should have stopped. I knew that what I had was genuine. But I wanted to know what else this data was capable of.
I navigated a colorful landscape, defying gravity with every action and finding joy in exploration and collection.
I slaughtered demons with a chaingun, turning the fear of being devoured into a rising sense of conquest and bloodlust.
I failed a single test of dexterity, sending me tumbling down a hole and erasing hours of progress, and I nearly knocked myself out from the shock of frustration.
I defeated a hulking warrior with a team of other adventurers, and the triumph of it was only amplified by the sting of failing several times before.
Freedom and entrapment.
Horror and domination.
Elation and sorrow.
Every new experience was an emotional high of a kind I’d never had before, and my hearts were racing with the myriad of feelings rushing through my mind. My imagination was going wild with the possibilities of all these new worlds of data and programming.
My self-reflection comes to a grinding halt. I need to stop. If I’m not careful I’ll get addicted and end up like one of those mindjackers, burning their brains out on data drugs. Supposedly these simulations can’t do that, but I wouldn’t have put it past the seller to lie about that kind of thing.
Well, one way or another, I’m gonna make a [alien animal that shares many traits with both giant squids and magpies]’s hoard selling these. Time to call my best clients…
[Time skip: approximately 25 solar years]
The Rise of the Galactic Game Industry: Fluke of the Black Market, or Human Marketing Genius? You Decide!
Dr’k-Nam, Head Investigative Critic for the Arts and Culture section of Twin Suns Newsgroup
Simulation games, also known as “video games”, have taken the galaxy by storm ever since their controversial introduction and subsequent series of bannings and legalizations across the galaxy. Simulation technology is nothing new of course, but galactic newcomers from the Sol system, Humans, used it in an extremely novel way: art and entertainment. According to their historical records, a significant amount of their entertainment industry is based around simulation games, and that portion has grown even further with their introduction to the galaxy at large.
At first, however, no one was interested. A simulation with little or no practical application, designed only to entertain? Most people preferred to stick with the entertainment they knew, or seek new experiences outside of sims. So what changed?
Simple: some anonymous human decided to sell them as data drugs instead of simulation games; data drugs usable by simply interacting with a computer program, rather than having to inject the data directly in through a neural interface. With this small, but completely false new branding, video games were ready to start spreading across virtual black markets like spoilers for the latest episode of Ace Flyer Kr’t-Kah on the galnet (side note: please have some courtesy to others and tag your spoilers).
Human governance and society at large had been reportedly as surprised to see a lack of simulation games from other species as they were that humans had them. But they were even more surprised when they started getting accused of pushing the latest data drug. This was an especially confusing accusation because neural interface technology was not widely adopted by humanity at the time, and only a fraction of a percent of their population even knew of the existence of data drugs in the first place. The revelation that most humans had video games of some sort on their PPDDs (personal portable data devices) threatened to cause an uproar in the galaxy, as paranoia around data drugs was at an all time high among many species.
After trying and failing to ignore the problem for long enough for it to go away, human governance, as well as human corporations producing video games, were forced to release statements, acknowledging that:
Ironically enough, the controversy made them much more popular, even in places that decided on banning them. The idea of a simulation that could act like a data drug without the risk of frying your mind like the real thing was enticing to many. The lack of side effects and ease with which the games could be distributed only increased both their spread and unregulatability. In short order, races throughout the galaxy were trying out a new pastime, and galnet connected multiplayer games were bridging the gaps between the stars. Now, several other races, including my own, are seeking advice from human developers in starting their own simulation game projects. Only time will tell what kind of games their unique perspectives will produce, but it’s unlikely that humans will lose their position as the most powerful and profitable storytellers through this new medium; they have generations of experience to draw upon, after all.
Rumors that the data drug sales pitch was a deliberate ploy by the human game industry (to drum up intergalactic sales) or by human governance (to spread human culture and influence) are still under investigation, but solid evidence for either has yet to emerge.
Edit: anyone posting untagged Ace Flyer Kr’t-Kah spoilers in the comments section of this article will receive an immediate, no-warning permaban.
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2024.05.19 01:43 porter2318 Merchant has repeatedly leaked/sold card number to be used for fraudulent purchases, how to proceed with this information?

This story goes back about 5 years now. Located in the USA. All purchases were either declined or reversed immediately so I have never been out any money.
I have about 8 credit cards and perfect credit. Only one card has ever had any fraudulent purchases on it and at first I thought it was just a random coincidence. It seemed to happen about once a year. For background the card in question never left my home safe after being activated as it was only used to reoccurring automatic monthly payments.
The first two times were with the actual card number. After that the card company offered a virtual card number program linked back to the original card which I set up and thought was restricted to specific merchants.
The third time even the credit card company could not explain as the card number listed for the transaction did no exist on my account then or ever (it was different then the virtual card listed for the suspected merchant) Still not sure if this transaction was related to this story.
Since that incident last year I created a new virtual card number for every automatic payment on that card and each is limited to be used only at a specific merchant.
It took another year but finally I have proof that a specific merchant must either have a security leak, someone stealing card data or their just flat out selling peoples card data as the virtual card was declined for two purchases the other day because they were not at the correct merchant.
Curious what steps to take to report this as a bigger issue then an isolated incident? Do I just contact the card company or is their a government agency I could report it to? Searching online only showed results for how to deal with single cases of stolen cards and/or advice for merchants on how to avoid fraudulent charges. I feel like this has to be a much bigger then just one card number being stolen occasionally since its been the same merchant at least 4 times now
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2024.05.19 01:42 PrioritizeSleep 26 [F4M] U.S. (Central Time) F is for friends who do stuff together - U is for you and me - N is for anywhere and anytime at all - Down here in the deep blue sea

Why shouldn’t you trust trees? They seem shady, but you can trust me!
I am a college graduate and work full-time, so at times, my responses may be slow. I will always try to respond as quickly as possible. My job does require long hours but one of my current goals is to achieve a better work-life balance. I usually watch a movie/show/YouTube video every night and if we hit it off after chatting for a bit (Chats preferred over Messages), watching something together sounds really fun. I don't have many forms of social media, so to move the conversation away from Reddit my only other options are WhatsApp and Telegram, or we could just text like the good ole’ days. P.S. I don’t use Snapchat and will not download it.
My hobbies include:
Now, this part splits into two, the infamous what I am looking for (DISCLAIMER: I believe that relationships start from a great friendship):
Friendship:
I am looking for someone older (preferably between 30-40) as I tend to be able to communicate more effectively with those who are older. I reside in the U.S. and would like to chat with others in the U.S. as well to not have to work around too many different time zones. I would like to have a conversation flowing throughout the day as opposed to one message a day. Also, wouldn't it be great to be able to send and receive funny TikToks throughout the day? (Extra Bonus Points for iPhone users. iMessage and FaceTime are both fantastic) Someone with similar core values as myself. I value honesty and would much rather have a brutally blunt answer than sugarcoat something. I don't believe in lying even if it is just what most consider "a little white lie". I am an extremely motivated and goal-oriented person and would hope that my friends are passionate about whatever it is that they want to pursue. With that being said, to put it bluntly, I am not looking for someone who plays video games and watches anime for hours on end.
Relationship (take everything above + some extra fluff):
If you are interested, please send me an introduction about yourself as opposed to “hey” or “hi”. I will not respond to a lacking introduction. A great conversation is a two-way street.
Note 1: Due to the number of creeps on here, please send a picture of yourself, fully clothed, I may add, so I can ensure you’re not an 80-year-old man looking for some adult time. I will also send one in return.
Note 2: Some unpopular Reddit opinions; I am not into video games or anime (old-school Nintendo games and board games can be fun though). Politically, I lean right. I do not believe a person’s political views should be a deal-breaker in friendship but then again, this is Reddit.
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2024.05.19 01:40 billybass67 IMS is the most special place

IMS is the most special place
Today me, my wife, and my in-laws went to qualifying for all of our first time watching cars on the oval at Indy. We went to the GP last year and last week and on a whim decided to drive up (we live in Southern IN) for quali this week after the wonderful time and weather last Saturday and drove up this morning to sit on the turn 2 mounds.
We had a great time through the initial qualifying order and with about 2 hours 45 minutes my mother in-law and wife decided to run off to hunt for some track merch. They came back 15 minutes later asking "Do you want to go to the pits??!!" We didn't have bronze or silver badges but apparently my mother in-law had made a new friend by the name of Brad who runs the cleaning crews at the track. Brad decided to take me and my family on a tour through pit lane and Gasoline Alley that we will never forget!!!
I'm not sure how we got lucky enough to be given what felt like a VIP tour of the track but I was so impressed with the kindness of Brad and his staff along with everyone else at the speedway. If anyone here knows him and can contact him please give him our gratitude! This place is truly a gem and I can't wait to come back for years to come!
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2024.05.19 01:37 According_Item5393 Star Command is recruiting [18+] [All Platforms] [UK/EU] [PC]

Join the Star Command, a new clan!
Looking for Guardians who are serious about conquering endgame PvE content!
-Requirements:
· Must be 18+
· Active Discord user
· Passionate about endgame PvE activities
-What we have to offer:
· Raids and Teaching
· Dungeons
· Grandmaster Nightfall'
· Exotic Missions
· Seasonal Content
· Titles / Triumphs
· Trials, Comp & Iron Banner
· Day 1 raids
-Rule to the Discord:
· Harassment will not be tolerated, verbal or text
· No political, religious, Racist, sexist or otherwise agitative comments
· We are adults respect one another
· UK/EU server, others can join but must be able to partake In events
-How to join:
· Join our server & accept the rules
· Register to Charlemagne in charlemagne-register to gain access to public channels (if you already have the registered user server role this step can be skipped)
· Request to join the clan to gain access to the public pages
If you're looking to conquer the toughest PvE content, our clan is the perfect place for you. We're committed to honing our skills, learning from one another, and achieving epic victories in the world of Destiny.
Ready to Join the Ranks? Drop us a message on Discord and let's tackle endgame content together!
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2024.05.19 01:37 According_Item5393 Star Command is recruiting [18+] [All Platforms] [UK/EU] [PC]

Join the Star Command, a new clan!
Looking for Guardians who are serious about conquering endgame PvE content!
-Requirements:
· Must be 18+
· Active Discord user
· Passionate about endgame PvE activities
-What we have to offer:
· Raids and Teaching
· Dungeons
· Grandmaster Nightfall'
· Exotic Missions
· Seasonal Content
· Titles / Triumphs
· Trials, Comp & Iron Banner
· Day 1 raids
-Rule to the Discord:
· Harassment will not be tolerated, verbal or text
· No political, religious, Racist, sexist or otherwise agitative comments
· We are adults respect one another
· UK/EU server, others can join but must be able to partake In events
-How to join:
· Join our server & accept the rules
· Register to Charlemagne in charlemagne-register to gain access to public channels (if you already have the registered user server role this step can be skipped)
· Request to join the clan to gain access to the public pages
If you're looking to conquer the toughest PvE content, our clan is the perfect place for you. We're committed to honing our skills, learning from one another, and achieving epic victories in the world of Destiny.
Ready to Join the Ranks? Drop us a message on Discord and let's tackle endgame content together!
Discord Invite Link: https://discord.gg/b8MNaEh2rR
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2024.05.19 01:23 Jimm_Kekw GPU not working

So I got myself a Framework 16 and after some waiting it finally arrived. I also got the GPU module and I installed Linux Mint. But for some reason my laptop refuses to use the GPU. When I did some research through a command a user on another Subreddit recommended (sudo lspci -v grep VGA) I got the result that reading my PCIe devices was not permitted (at least that's what I understood, I'm sorry, I'm very new to Linux). The same user told me to change some BIOS settings to allow the GPU running (he was unsure about though) but I couldn't find any. I think you guys can help me more. Do you know what I need to do to get my GPU to run? I appreciate every bit of help.
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2024.05.19 01:21 DatUsaGuy How have y’all felt about the general balance and gameplay additions of Season 3 (Strive)?

Here’s a general list of changes/additions with Season 3 for anyone who doesn’t know/remember:
There is of course more to it with specific character changes and differences between the initial S3 patch vs the December patch, but those are still some of the most universal and impactful changes of the season.
I’ve been seeing a lot of talk on X (formerly Twitter) about it and I’m curious to see how opinions are on here.
Personally speaking, I lean most towards “step in the right direction.” I like them adding new special moves a lot. Goldburst being positive bonus feels more reasonable. Deflect shield I’m okay with although don’t hold much strong feelings outside of “I like having more stuff.”
Then while I was initially mixed on both the weight and the “fullscreen burst” changes, I think overall they were both good as what I wanted out of both was for most character to have even more combo routes they’d like to do. In reality though, I feel like weight barely was a factor (except I heard specifically Millia really had to take it into account for combo routing). Then the full-screen burst I was worried would take away from cool burst-safe combos, but those mostly just favored certain characters incredibly hard (Chaos and Ram most notoriously) which wasn’t very cool.
On the negative end though, I don’t think Wild assault is super fun to play or deal with. White is the current evil which my main has and it just feels too silly. Don’t hate blue too much but I’m glad I haven’t gotten hit by Bridget doing an unblockable yet. Blue in my experience though seems to be fairly similar in a lot of situations to Red except somewhat worse (even though it’s better on block). Speaking of which. I don’t like Red very much as it increases the damage even more for a game that has really high damage. I do like having more combo options in the game thanks to it, but I wish damage was tuned down significantly more to account for it.
I’m also not sure we need as much burst generation as we currently do. Maybe I would be okay with current Wild Assault if we just didn’t see them as often, I’m not sure. Still though, overall I do like how Season 3 has been and look forward to the future of Strive.
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2024.05.19 01:20 VFM_Systems Can not get Eddy to save probe offset, get Failed calibration

The current issue is with my Eddy USB. No matter what I try, it fails the z offset calibration saying:
Failed calibration - frequency not increasing each step
This only happens after I try to run the save_config option.
##################################################################### # Include Control ##################################################################### #[include led_macros.cfg] #[include toolboard.cfg] #[include adxl.cfg] [include Homing.cfg] [include mainsail.cfg] #[include Euclid.cfg] [exclude_object] [gcode_arcs] resolution: 0.1 [include macros.cfg] #[include led_progress.cfg] [include nevermore.cfg] # This file contains all settings for KAMP, and must be included in printer.cfg with: [include KAMP_Settings.cfg] ### The following [includes] can be uncommented from within KAMP_Settings.cfg. ### # This file enables the use of adaptive meshing. #[include ./KAMP/Adaptive_Meshing.cfg] # This file enables the use of adaptive line purging. [include ./KAMP/Line_Purge.cfg] # This file enables the use of the adaptive Voron logo purge. #[include ./KAMP/Voron_Purge.cfg] # This file enables the use of KAMP's Smart Park feature. [include ./KAMP/Smart_Park.cfg] ##################################################################### # Stepper Control ##################################################################### [stepper_x] step_pin: PC14 dir_pin: PC13 enable_pin: !PC15 microsteps: 16 rotation_distance: 40 endstop_pin: tmc2209_stepper_x:virtual_endstop # PA13 for X-max; endstop have'!' is NO position_endstop: -4 position_max: 325 position_min: -5 homing_speed: 20 homing_retract_dist: 0 [stepper_y] step_pin: PB5 dir_pin: !PB4 enable_pin: !PB6 microsteps: 16 rotation_distance: 40 endstop_pin: tmc2209_stepper_y:virtual_endstop # PC5 for Y-max; endstop have'!' is NO position_endstop: 0 position_max: 330 homing_speed: 20 homing_retract_dist: 0 [stepper_z] step_pin: PE5 dir_pin: PE4 enable_pin: !PC15 microsteps: 16 rotation_distance: 8 endstop_pin: probe:z_virtual_endstop # PB12 for Z-max; endstop have'!' is NO position_max: 400 position_min: -10 homing_speed: 5 [stepper_z1] step_pin: PE1 dir_pin: PE0 enable_pin: !PE2 microsteps: 16 rotation_distance: 8 [extruder] step_pin: PD6 dir_pin: !PD5 enable_pin: !PD7 microsteps: 16 microsteps: 16 full_steps_per_rotation: 400 gear_ratio: 3:1 rotation_distance: 26.370 nozzle_diameter: 0.400 filament_diameter: 1.750 pressure_advance_smooth_time: 0.025 pressure_advance: 0.0425 heater_pin: PB1 sensor_type: PT1000 sensor_pin: PC1 #control: pid #pid_Kp: 22 #pid_Ki: 1.08 #pid_Kd: 114 min_temp: 0 max_temp: 350 max_extrude_cross_section: 15 max_extrude_only_distance: 200 ##################################################################### # Feature Control ##################################################################### [skew_correction] [exclude_object] [input_shaper] #shaper_type_x = ei #shaper_freq_x = 67.2 #shaper_type_y = 2hump_ei #shaper_freq_y = 64.2 [bed_screws] screw1: 5, 5 screw2: 165, 5 screw3: 325, 5 screw4: 5, 325 screw5: 165, 325 screw6: 325, 325 [screws_tilt_adjust] screw1: 10, 10 screw1_name: front left screw screw2: 320, 10 screw2_name: front right screw screw3: 320, 225 screw3_name: rear right screw screw4: 10, 225 screw4_name: rear left screw horizontal_move_z: 12 speed: 350. screw_thread: CW-M3 [bed_mesh] speed: 250 probe_count: 5, 5 horizontal_move_z: 12 algorithm: bicubic mesh_min : 20, 10 mesh_max : 310, 285 fade_start: 1 fade_end: 10 mesh_pps: 2,3 bicubic_tension: 0.2 move_check_distance: 3 split_delta_z: 0.025 [z_tilt] z_positions: -50,165 380,165 # A list of X, Y coordinates (one per line; subsequent lines # indented) describing the location of each bed "pivot point". The # "pivot point" is the point where the bed attaches to the given Z # stepper. It is described using nozzle coordinates (the X, Y position # of the nozzle if it could move directly above the point). The # first entry corresponds to stepper_z, the second to stepper_z1, # the third to stepper_z2, etc. This parameter must be provided. points: 20,165 310,165 # A list of X, Y coordinates (one per line; subsequent lines # indented) that should be probed during a Z_TILT_ADJUST command. # Specify coordinates of the nozzle and be sure the probe is above # the bed at the given nozzle coordinates. This parameter must be # provided. speed: 350 # The speed (in mm/s) of non-probing moves during the calibration. # The default is 50. horizontal_move_z: 12 # The height (in mm) that the head should be commanded to move to # just prior to starting a probe operation. The default is 5. retries: 5 # Number of times to retry if the probed points aren't within # tolerance. retry_tolerance: 0.02 # If retries are enabled then retry if largest and smallest probed # points differ more than retry_tolerance. Note the smallest unit of # change here would be a single step. However if you are probing # more points than steppers then you will likely have a fixed # minimum value for the range of probed points which you can learn # by observing command output. [force_move] enable_force_move: True #[safe_z_home] #home_xy_position: 165, 90 # Change coordinates to the center of your print bed #speed: 250 #z_hop: 10 # Move up 10mm #z_hop_speed: 5 ##################################################################### # Thermistors ##################################################################### [thermistor Trianglelab-NTC100K-B3950] temperature1: 25 resistance1: 103180 temperature2: 150 resistance2: 1366.2 temperature3: 250 resistance3: 168.6 [heater_bed] heater_pin: PB10 sensor_type: Trianglelab-NTC100K-B3950 sensor_pin: PC0 control: pid pid_Kp: 54.027 pid_Ki: 0.770 pid_Kd: 948.182 min_temp: 0 max_temp: 110 max_power: 0.75 [temperature_sensor chamber] sensor_type: Generic 3950 sensor_pin: PC2 min_temp: 0 max_temp: 100 gcode_id: C ##################################################################### # Fan Control ##################################################################### #fan for printed model FAN0 [fan] pin: !PA0 max_power: 1 # adjust below 1 if you would like the max speed to be slower off_below: 0.3 # minimum speed where the fan starts spinning - on octopus pro this is correct - will be lower maybe 0 on mellow Super 8 because of different GPIO pullup and protection resistors cycle_time: .0005 #fan for control board FAN2 [controller_fan MCU_Cooling] pin: PA2 max_power: 0.5 #Hotend fan [heater_fan Hotend_Fan] pin: PA1 heater: extruder [fan_generic Nevermore] pin: PB0 ##################################################################### # Machine ##################################################################### [axis_twist_compensation] speed: 250 # The speed (in mm/s) of non-probing moves during the calibration. # The default is 50. horizontal_move_z: 12 # The height (in mm) that the head should be commanded to move to # just prior to starting a probe operation. The default is 5. calibrate_start_x: 20 # Defines the minimum X coordinate of the calibration # This should be the X coordinate that positions the nozzle at the starting # calibration position. This parameter must be provided. calibrate_end_x: 310 # Defines the maximum X coordinate of the calibration # This should be the X coordinate that positions the nozzle at the ending # calibration position. This parameter must be provided. calibrate_y: 165 # Defines the Y coordinate of the calibration # This should be the Y coordinate that positions the nozzle during the # calibration process. This parameter must be provided and is recommended to # be near the center of the bed [printer] kinematics: corexy max_velocity: 800 max_accel: 25000 max_z_velocity: 10 max_z_accel: 30 square_corner_velocity: 20 # [mcu lights] # serial: /dev/serial/by-id/usb-Klipper_stm32f103xe_35FFDA05304E553137682443-if00 [mcu] serial: /dev/serial/by-id/usb-Klipper_stm32f407xx_290031000E5031334C363220-if00 [pause_resume] [display_status] [virtual_sdcard] path: /home/pi/printer_data/gcodes on_error_gcode: CANCEL_PRINT [servo DockServo] pin: PA15 maximum_servo_angle: 180 minimum_pulse_width: 0.00025 maximum_pulse_width: 0.0024 ##################################################################### # BTT Eddy ##################################################################### [mcu eddy] serial: /dev/serial/by-id/usb-Klipper_rp2040_4550357129120F28-if00 [temperature_sensor btt_eddy_mcu] sensor_type: temperature_mcu sensor_mcu: eddy min_temp: 10 max_temp: 100 [probe_eddy_current btt_eddy] sensor_type: ldc1612 z_offset: 1.0 #i2c_address: i2c_mcu: eddy i2c_bus: i2c0f x_offset: -33 # Set according to the actual offset relative to the nozzle y_offset: -20 # Set according to the actual offset relative to the nozzle data_rate: 500 [temperature_probe btt_eddy] sensor_type: Generic 3950 sensor_pin: eddy:gpio26 horizontal_move_z: 2 [bed_mesh] horizontal_move_z: 2 speed: 300 mesh_min: 43, 30 mesh_max: 290, 300 probe_count: 9, 9 algorithm: bicubic #[safe_z_home] #home_xy_position: 197, 185 #z_hop: 10 #z_hop_speed: 15 #speed: 200 ##################################################################### # LED Control ##################################################################### # [neopixel HotendLight] # pin: lights:PA8 # chain_count: 6 # color_order: GRB # initial_RED: 1 # initial_GREEN: 0 # initial_BLUE: 1 [neopixel OverheadLight] pin: PA8 chain_count: 23 color_order: GRB initial_red: 1 initial_green: 1 initial_blue: 1 ######################################## # TMC UART configuration ######################################## [tmc2209 stepper_x] uart_pin: PE6 run_current: 1.2 hold_current: 0.5 stealthchop_threshold: 1 diag_pin: ^PA14 driver_SGTHRS: 50 interpolate: true [tmc2209 stepper_y] uart_pin: PB3 run_current: 1.2 hold_current: 0.5 stealthchop_threshold: 1 diag_pin: ^PB12 driver_SGTHRS: 50 interpolate: true [tmc2209 stepper_z] uart_pin: PE3 run_current: 0.5 hold_current: 0.5 stealthchop_threshold: 999999 [tmc2209 stepper_z1] uart_pin: PB7 run_current: 0.5 hold_current: 0.5 stealthchop_threshold: 999999 [tmc2209 extruder] uart_pin: PD4 run_current: 0.5 hold_current: 0.5 sense_resistor: 0.110 stealthchop_threshold: 999999 ######################################## # Display ######################################## [display] lcd_type: uc1701 cs_pin: EXP1_3 a0_pin: EXP1_4 rst_pin: EXP1_5 contrast: 63 encoder_pins: ^EXP2_5, ^EXP2_3 click_pin: ^!EXP1_2 ## Some micro-controller boards may require an spi bus to be specified: #spi_bus: spi ## Alternatively, some micro-controller boards may work with software spi: spi_software_miso_pin: EXP2_1 spi_software_mosi_pin: EXP2_6 spi_software_sclk_pin: EXP2_2 [neopixel Screen] pin: EXP1_6 chain_count: 3 color_order: RGB initial_RED: 1.0 initial_GREEN: 0 initial_BLUE: 0 ######################################## # EXP1 / EXP2 (display) pins ######################################## [board_pins] aliases: # EXP1 header EXP1_1=PB2, EXP1_3=PE11, EXP1_5=PD9, EXP1_7=PE15, EXP1_9=, EXP1_2=PE10, EXP1_4=PD10, EXP1_6=PD8, EXP1_8=PE7, EXP1_10=<5V>, # EXP2 header EXP2_1=PA6, EXP2_3=PE9, EXP2_5=PE8, EXP2_7=PB11, EXP2_9=, EXP2_2=PA5, EXP2_4=PA4, EXP2_6=PA7, EXP2_8=, EXP2_10=<3.3v> # Pins EXP2_1, EXP2_6, EXP2_2 are also MISO, MOSI, SCK of bus "ssp1" # See the MKS Lcd Config path file for definitions of common LCD displays. ######################################## # Auto tune ######################################## #*# <---------------------- SAVE_CONFIG -------------------- #*# DO NOT EDIT THIS BLOCK OR BELOW. The contents are auto-generated. #*# #*# [input_shaper] #*# shaper_type_x = mzv #*# shaper_freq_x = 120 #*# shaper_type_y = mzv #*# shaper_freq_y = 60 #*# #*# [bed_mesh default] #*# version = 1 #*# points = #*# -0.087500, -0.085000, -0.055000, -0.051250, -0.098750 #*# -0.091250, -0.068750, -0.032500, -0.045000, -0.080000 #*# -0.096250, -0.077500, -0.038750, -0.073750, -0.098750 #*# -0.110000, -0.097500, -0.065000, -0.106250, -0.180000 #*# tension = 0.2 #*# min_x = 56.21 #*# algo = lagrange #*# y_count = 4 #*# mesh_y_pps = 3 #*# min_y = 68.12 #*# x_count = 5 #*# max_y = 263.01 #*# mesh_x_pps = 2 #*# max_x = 276.1 #*# #*# [extruder] #*# control = pid #*# pid_kp = 25.341 #*# pid_ki = 2.521 #*# pid_kd = 63.669 #*# #*# [skew_correction CaliFlower] #*# xy_skew = 0.011027909611065182 #*# xz_skew = 0.0 #*# yz_skew = 0.0 #*# #*# [probe_eddy_current btt_eddy] #*# reg_drive_current = 16 
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2024.05.19 01:20 CriticalReveal1776 Latest version crashing on Nvidia

I recently upgraded all the packages on my system (NixOS unstable) and now Hyprland crashes on startup. I was previously on 0.40, so I'm not sure why it's not working. Possibly another package? Here is the log:

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Hyprland Crash Report

Well this is awkward.
Hyprland received signal 6(ABRT) Version: f8857e6072bd85b95393499688872aaf7f088b5b Tag:
System info: System name: Linux Node name: aragorn Release: 6.9.1 Version: #1-NixOS SMP PREEMPT_DYNAMIC Fri May 17 10:18:09 UTC 2024
GPU: 0d:00.0 VGA compatible controller [0300]: NVIDIA Corporation GP104 [GeForce GTX 1080] [10de:1b80] (rev a1) (prog-if 00 [VGA controller])
os-release: ANSICOLOR="1;34" BUG_REPORT_URL="https://github.com/NixOS/nixpkgs/issues" BUILD_ID="24.05.20240517.4a6b83b" DOCUMENTATION_URL="https://nixos.org/learn.html" HOME_URL="https://nixos.org/" ID=nixos IMAGE_ID="" IMAGE_VERSION="" LOGO="nix-snowflake" NAME=NixOS PRETTY_NAME="NixOS 24.05 (Uakari)" SUPPORT_URL="https://nixos.org/community.html" VERSION="24.05 (Uakari)" VERSION_CODENAME=uakari VERSION_ID="24.05" Backtrace: # /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(_Z12getBacktracev+0x48) [0x6aeb88] getBacktrace() ??:? #1 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(_ZN13CrashReporter18createAndSaveCrashEi+0x805) [0x6182e5] CrashReporter::createAndSaveCrash(int) ??:? #2 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(_Z25handleUnrecoverableSignali+0x5f) [0x59dd7f] handleUnrecoverableSignal(int) ??:? #3 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(+0x3ff30) [0x7fb7e296ff30] ?? ??:0 #4 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(+0x8fefc) [0x7fb7e29bfefc] ?? ??:0 #5 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(gsignal+0x16) [0x7fb7e296fe86] ?? ??:0 #6 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(abort+0xd7) [0x7fb7e2958935] ?? ??:0 #7 /nix/store/xq4l4d5yva871mbqf99k1d40pqir490c-gcc-13.2.0-lib/lib/libstdc++.so.6(+0xacc0b) [0x7fb7e2cacc0b] ?? ??:0 #8 /nix/store/xq4l4d5yva871mbqf99k1d40pqir490c-gcc-13.2.0-lib/lib/libstdc++.so.6(+0xbc21a) [0x7fb7e2cbc21a] ?? ??:0 #9 /nix/store/xq4l4d5yva871mbqf99k1d40pqir490c-gcc-13.2.0-lib/lib/libstdc++.so.6(+0xbc285) [0x7fb7e2cbc285] ?? ??:0 #1 /nix/store/xq4l4d5yva871mbqf99k1d40pqir490c-gcc-13.2.0-lib/lib/libstdc++.so.6(+0xbc4d7) [0x7fb7e2cbc4d7] ?? ??:0 #11 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland() [0x507c11] throwError(std::cxx11::basic_string, std::allocator > const&) [clone .cold] ??:? #12 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(_ZN11CCompositor10initServerEv+0x2ca) [0x5adc4a] CCompositor::initServer() ??:? #13 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(main+0x700) [0x55a9b0] main ??:? #14 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(+0x2a10e) [0x7fb7e295a10e] ?? ??:0 #15 /nix/store/apab5i73dqa09wx0q27b6fbhd1r18ihl-glibc-2.39-31/lib/libc.so.6(_libc_start_main+0x89) [0x7fb7e295a1c9] ?? ??:0 #16 /home/lenny/.nix-profile/bin/Hyprland(_start+0x25) [0x59dbe5] _start ??:?
Log tail: [LOG] [FractionalScale] Registered global [LOG] [XDGOutput] Registered global [LOG] [CursorShape] Registered global [LOG] [IdleInhibit] Registered global [LOG] [RelativePointer] Registered global [LOG] [XDGDecoration] Registered global [LOG] [AlphaModifier] Registered global [LOG] [GammaControl] Registered global [LOG] [ForeignToplevel] Registered global [LOG] [PointerGestures] Registered global [LOG] [ForeignToplevelWlr] Registered global [LOG] [ShortcutsInhibit] Registered global [LOG] [TextInputV3] Registered global [LOG] [PointerConstraints] Registered global [LOG] [OutputPower] Registered global [LOG] [XDGActivation] Registered global [LOG] [IdleNotify] Registered global [LOG] [SessionLock] Registered global [LOG] [IMEv2] Registered global [LOG] [VirtualKeyboard] Registered global [LOG] [VirtualPointer] Registered global [LOG] [OutputManagement] Registered global [LOG] [ServerDecorationKDE] Registered global [LOG] [FocusGrab] Registered global [LOG] [TabletV2] Registered global [LOG] [LayerShell] Registered global [LOG] [Presentation] Registered global [LOG] [XDGShell] Registered global [LOG] [DataDeviceWlr] Registered global [LOG] [PrimarySelection] Registered global [LOG] ToplevelExportManager started successfully! [LOG] TextInputV1Manager started successfully! [LOG] GlobalShortcutsManager started successfully! [LOG] ScreencopyProtocolManager started successfully! [LOG] Creating the SeatManager! [LOG] Creating the KeybindManager! [LOG] Creating the AnimationManager! [LOG] Created a bezier curve, baked 255 points, mem usage: 4.08kB, time to bake: 19.43µs. Estimated average calc time: 0.04µs. [LOG] Creating the ConfigManager! [LOG] Created a bezier curve, baked 255 points, mem usage: 4.08kB, time to bake: 9.42µs. Estimated average calc time: 0.03µs. [LOG] Using config: /home/lenny/.config/hyphyprland.conf [INFO] !!!!HEY YOU, YES YOU!!!!: further logs to stdout / logfile are disabled by default. BEFORE SENDING THIS LOG, ENABLE THEM. Use debug:disable_logs = false to do so: https://wiki.hyprland.org/Configuring/Variables/#debug [LOG] Creating the CHyprError! [LOG] Creating the LayoutManager! [LOG] Creating the TokenManager! [LOG] [hookSystem] New hook event registered: preConfigReload [LOG] Created a bezier curve, baked 255 points, mem usage: 4.08kB, time to bake: 9.20µs. Estimated average calc time: 0.03µs. [LOG] Using config: /home/lenny/.config/hyphyprland.conf [LOG] Disabling stdout logs! Check the log for further logs. [LOG] Creating the PointerManager! [EGL] command: eglQueryDeviceStringEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "eglQueryDeviceStringEXT" [EGL] command: eglQueryDeviceStringEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "eglQueryDeviceStringEXT" [rendeegl.c:319] Software rendering detected, please use the WLR_RENDERER_ALLOW_SOFTWARE environment variable to proceed [rendeegl.c:571] Failed to initialize EGL context [rendegles2/renderer.c:503] Could not initialize EGL [EGL] command: eglQueryDmaBufModifiersEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "EGL_BAD_PARAMETER error: In eglQueryDmaBufModifiersEXT: Invalid format " [rendeegl.c:851] Failed to query dmabuf number of modifiers [EGL] command: eglQueryDmaBufModifiersEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "EGL_BAD_PARAMETER error: In eglQueryDmaBufModifiersEXT: Invalid format " [rendeegl.c:851] Failed to query dmabuf number of modifiers [EGL] command: eglQueryDeviceStringEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "eglQueryDeviceStringEXT" [EGL] command: eglQueryDeviceStringEXT, error: EGL_BAD_PARAMETER (0x300c), message: "eglQueryDeviceStringEXT" [rendeegl.c:319] Software rendering detected, please use the WLR_RENDERER_ALLOW_SOFTWARE environment variable to proceed [rendeegl.c:571] Failed to initialize EGL context [rendegles2/renderer.c:503] Could not initialize EGL [CRITICAL] m_sWLRRenderer was NULL! This usually means wlroots could not find a GPU or enountered some issues. [CRITICAL] Critical error thrown: wlr_gles2_renderer_create_with_drm_fd() failed!
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2024.05.19 01:15 Gazooonga Diary of a Press-Ganged Saurian (#1/?)

Just another fun little story idea I had. I am still working on Humans are the violent ones but I like to bounce around and experiment with ideas to see what I really like. I also suck at writing more casual stories, as they give me severe writer's block as I try to map out how to make a scene feel genuine in my head, but I promise I'll update that soon. If you like this story and want to see more, then like and comment. I'll gladly continue this series as well.
Start of Personal Log
Humans don't like being told what to do. They don't like being commanded, put in their place, or snubbed. It was an inexorable, inalienable trait of humans, at least any noteable humans, to go against any authority that they believed was against their interests.
Humanity would not fit amongst the stars. Few ever did. It was a trait of most successful species to be willful, ambitious, and to desire more. But once they reached the stars the new (and simultaneously very old) pecking order either quashed any spirit such species had or simply eradicated them. Countless tomb worlds and diaspora served as painful reminders of what became of the nails that chose to stick out. The hammer of order would always strike. There could be no compromise, the very soul of the authority that held the Jurisdiction together relied on a show of unmatched power, or at least the illusion of item.
In reality, the Jurisdiction was an old, fat, and lazy beast. It filled its belly on the corpses of empires far and wide, and sated its bloodlust on the shattered dreams of hopeful cubs. It had every right to, for none could challenge it: there were no new frontiers to explore, nor were there any other enemies to conquer. The Milky Way, as humans had so strangely dubbed our cradle galaxy, as well as Andromeda, had long since been warred over and settled for millennia before humanity had arrived, bright-eyed and with familiar yet otherwise foolish dreams of cooperation and prosperity. The Jurisdiction did not cooperate, nor did it ensure prosperity. Oh, it claimed it did, but in reality it simply took. The rest was just the peace that came with not being the direct target of the biggest fish in the pond. The humans didn't like that, but they had no choice.
Slavery was a common tribute. The Jurisdiction had no use for other resources: it simply took. No, it wanted those who could facilitate that unequal exchange, those raised in a world where the only morality was the one set by your lord. The Jurisdiction was held together by expectations, obligations, and dury more than any kind of shared dream, so when you were ordered to take you did so without question. Humanity was new: they had no niche or value that set them apart, but they had a penchant for killing and taking, so the Jurisdiction gave them a taste of how the galaxy worked. They killed and they took. The humans didn't like that, but what choice did they have?
Humans were strange. They learned, but not in the way most species learned. Most species learned to adapt in a passive way, to adhere to the world around them. They flowed like water, moving past and around obstacles and confirming to the boxes they were assigned too. Humans didn't confirm, nor did they adapt: they made their circumstances fit their desires. They would not move around obstacles, but rather smash through them, and they refused to stay in one box for too long. The Jurisdiction merely saw them as a particularly loud nuisance, but those who faced their wrath knew better.
It is said that when a beast seeks to make an example, it shall humble its rival by killing it's cubs. Children were one of those universal constants that brought entire communities together: the Sok’klar saw their hatchlings as gifts, shaped by the fruitful currents of the universe in perfect harmony. The Yarrack saw each and every newborn whelp as an uncut gemstone, ready to be shaped into something magical. Humanity oftentimes referred to their offspring as angels, or spirits of unbridled good sent by the gods themselves. Children were seen by most of the galaxy as gifts.
The Jurisdiction saw them as a lever to inflict suffering. It had become quite effective at enacting psychological punishments on those that stood up and spoke out. You dare to disobey? You believe you can speak out? Your gifts shall be taken from you, and you shall be without joy.
Humans didn't like this, but the Jurisdiction would have their pound of flesh, and humankind would kneel. And they did. But humans were patient creatures: most species who retained that trait of willful spit also lacked patience.
I had long since become desensitized to the Jurisdiction’s actions: it was simply how the universe worked now, as if it were a constant akin to gravity. Cruelty was the unspoken rule of this seemingly unending age, where our lives never appeared to move forward or backwards, only lay dormant. The Jurisdiction had been the unyielding authority that ruled the galaxy for thousands of years, venerable yet feared all the same.
And for the longest time I was just another cog in its wheel. My name is Kalnuracht Sedjuur-Noumar VII, and was the scion of the noble house Sedjuur-Noumar. I was born into what most would describe as veiled apathy, living a life that could be attributed to the privileged class of feared scribes that enacted the will of those above. I was an administrator and nothing more. And now I am doomed to be far less than that in the eyes of my former constituents within the endless administration. I am the only scion, as is tradition, and without an heir I am the last of my house, our name to be scrubbed from the records, worthless, meaningless, and forgotten.
I am merely Kalnuracht, nothing else and nothing more. I have seen from their eyes, the eyes of the downtrodden, and it makes my crimes of association with the Jurisdiction feel all the more damning on my worthless soul. I am worthless to the world, and this is my story.
End Personal Log #1
Start of Neural Lace Narrative Log #1
They came from the black like carrion birds in the night, encircling our convoy as if it were a dying animal ready to be picked clean without remorse. There was no warning, no list of demands sent out as civilized peoples did, nor was there either any requirement for unconditional surrender nor chance to parlay, as was done so under letter of marque: this was an unmistakable call for violence and nothing else. They sought to reduce us to slag and scavenge the rest.
So, as one would expect, the entire bridge of the ship was nearing a panicked state. This was not the actions of those practicing civility, but rather the common behaviors of despoiling barbarians, the kind that tore their way through the dark reaches of the galaxy as if they owned it.
“Wayfinder, what do your probes see?” Shouted the ship’s sovereign. He was an older Kar’Rowmach, an amphibious cephalopod species with a venerable history within the Jurisdiction going back thousands of years. Normally one such as him would be above me if it weren't for the fact that I was under the authority of the Jurisdiction’s seal of office. He didn't like me very much, but most of his kind shared the same sentiment.
“All dark, honorable Sovereign: the sensor arrays are wailing but the feedback we're reviewing is beyond incomprehensible,” the wayfinder replied with a certain restrained temper in his voice. The Sok'klar wayfinder swayed gently, his tentacled limbs grasping different metallo-liquid braille output arrays, the liquid gallium flexing and reshaping unnaturally to allow him to to take in multiple different sources of sensory output at once, with the primary navigation computer plugged into the cybernetics surrounding his opaque, gelatinous head and plugging directly into his tube-shaped brain.
The Sovereign cursed in Loskat and pointed to his bridge crew while I simply sat in the back, near the Sovereign’s symbolic throne. “Prepare countermeasures and spool up the warp drive, we cannot allow the amanuensis to be taken! He carries sensitive information that only he can translate and transcribe!”
As the bridge crew nodded and began fiddling with their own systems, I preened my feathered hide anxiously. I wasn't a fighter: us nobles of the cloth were the educated minority above all else, not those who waged war or partook in hard labor. Special cybernetics in my brain allowed me to translate triple-encoded messages that usually took a ducal signet codekey or above to parse, but even without that I was a skilled mathematician and logician. I had terabytes worth of knowledge stored within the hardware installed in my head, all well protected of course, but if I were to die it would still be a waste. I could only imagine the damage any malcontenders could do with it if they were able to get their filthy hands on me.
Suddenly, the ship rocked, and the gallium overhead display began to form crescendos like I'd never seen before. “Sovereign, decks A-3 through C-12 are venting atmosphere and our coolant systems have been obliterated,” the Wayfinder spoke in an almost serene voice, as if he was completely unconcerned by current events. I knew they were simply incapable of tonal displays, but it was unnerving nonetheless. “Once we jump, we will not be able to risk another until the vacuum of the void can reduce temperatures to acceptable levels within the plasma capacitors.”
“Damn them,” the armored nautiloid hissed, his barbed feelers coiling in frustration, “May the currents take them. What are our options? what can we see? This fleet cannot fall to the void today, not with such vital cargo.” My hackles rose lightly at the Kar’Rowmach referred to me as some object rather than an esteemed amanuensis of the Jurisdiction, but I bit my forked tongue. Now was not the time to squabble with the sovereign over who was what and what titles I deserved, not while he was so desperately attempting to keep what semblance of order within his fleet that he had left.
I could not blame the crew for being panicked either: wars were practically mythologized now, having been long since rendered obsolete with the rise of the Jurisdiction, and that felt like an eternity ago. Now, either being levied into or joining a ducal naval force was simply another career, more akin to serving as an officer of the law rather than a fully fledged soldier. Minimal training was required, most of it being the technicals of one's duty rather than any kind of combat conditioning, so expecting a fleet to actually be prepared for a combat scenario in a universe where peace was the norm was laughable.
“We are practically blind, Sovereign,” stated the Sok'klar Wayfinder, “our probes are offline, and shipboard graviton displacement sensory arrays have been rendered unreliable at best.”
“What about the particle emission array? Has there been a spike in radioactivity where we were hit?”
The Wayfinder seemed to think for a second, his gelatinous form flexing and morphing a bit before answering. “Affirmative, a jump from negligible to forty billion becquerels along decks A through E-5 on our starboard side.”
“Torpedoes…” the Sovereign hissed, stroking his barbed feelers, “Human Torpedoes. Only those primitives would rely on crude nuclear warheads.” He then turned to his militant leaders on the ship. “Noddos, Rel’ads: organize your phalanxes and prepare to repel boarders. We are bound to be assailed by those rancorous primates, and I want their skulls piled at my feet if they dare set foot on our ship.”
“Your wish is our command, Sovereign,” the two militant commanders spoke as one. Noddos, a large bipedal with multiple sets of curved spines running down his back, a pair of graceful horns sprouting from his head, and multiple rows of sharp teeth in his snout, bowed first, followed by Rel’ads, a marsupial with long saberteeth and thick fur. They both must have been fierce warriors in their own right to each lead a phalanx. They wore thick, semi-powered armor and held dueling polearms alongside their usual plasma casters, and seemed completely unfazed by the situation we were in. As they stomped out of the brightly lit bridge, I let out a quiet squawk of discontentment. “Sovereign, why haven't we jumped again? We are wasting precious time.”
“I am working on it, you spineless beaurocrat!” He warbled back, his feelers tensing in anger, “besides, it's not as if you're the one who will be spilling blood today, amanuensis, so flatten your wretched beak or I shall weld it shut with a plasma torch.
I was about to reply with something indignant, but the ship rocked again, this time causing the lights to flicker and the air to become… thick. The skin under my feathers began to blister, and I became lightheaded and confused. “Seal the damnable vents, initiate radiation scrubbers, and activate secondary life support!” Shouted the Sovereign, “Their nuclear weapons are rendering the ship inhospitable!”
I coughed up magenta blood accidentally, and I could feel more seeping from under my eyes. Some of the crew was in a similar position, but others were more resistant to radiation than I. The Sok'klar seemed completely at ease as he ran his tentacles across his morphic braille arrays before calmly announcing the ship’s status. “I've regained some control over our probes: ten, twelve, and seventeen are active and fully functional, the rest are either still malfunctioning or permanently inoperable. A rapid rise in localized radiation is also interfering with the detection of graviton displacement; we can't sense photon redirection, thus readings will remain inconclusive.
“Wayfinder, damn you, get me some kind of out here! We're easy prey until we can respond in kind!”
“Negative, something has gone awry with our processing hub, I am attempting to troubleshoot-”
And with that, the Wayfinder’s bulbous head exploded in a cascade of opaque lavender blood, covering the front half of the deck crew like a morbid art piece. Some of the crew screamed and shouted in terror before removing their cranial adaptors and choosing to interact with their displays manually. Others died just as quickly, unable to unplug in time as their brain stems fried or their blood boiled. It was a horrible way to go, having your insides neutralized by your own cybernetics, so I was glad I wasn't connected to the system.
“Cybernetic warfare! All systems are to be considered compromised, switch to manual settings or you'll be killed!”
The lights in the bridge flickered again, and the displays went haywire. The bridge crew, which obviously weren't acquainted with working without being hard-linked into the mainframe, moved at a much slower pace.
“Launch missile pods A through F and set to self-target after five hundred kilometers, then rely on their ballistic coordinates to begin firing broadsides! If we can't see the humans due to their meddling, we'll just have to feel them.” Shouted the Sovereign, “and got me a detailed report on the ship’s diagnostics readings. I need to know if this flagship is still capable of escaping or if we'll have to scuttle it and retreat on another.”
“Acknowledged, Sovereign, launching now,” affirmed another deck officer as he swiped across his own gallium output array. I could hear the dull thunk, thunk, thunk of missiles pushing out of their pods before racing off to their intended targets, then the mechanical whirring as the pods rotated to be reloaded by slaves in the lower decks. I was regaining my bearings as the many horrible sensations of being overwhelmed by radiation poisoning were beginning to subside, but I still felt as if I had been microwaved. The air was stale, the crew was horribly sick as well, and even the sovereign himself seemed to be on his last leg. I was beginning to believe that I might die here.
“Sovereign, a message from the lower decks,” shouted a communications officer, his chitin scraping against itself as he turned quickly, “they're requesting reinforcements, something about being overrun.”
“Impossible,” the Sovereign hissed out in a vain attempt to exude confidence, “We must outnumber the humans, they always go for bigger targets out of arrogance.”
“I've received reports that it's not just humans: the primates seem to make up only a third or so of the assailing force, along with some Phaeldaer and Vrex.”
The commander slammed his clawed hands down on his own output array in a fit of rage, obviously overwhelmed by the circumstances, “Then this wasn't just a typical assault, but something more sinister!” The nautiloid warbled, blood seeping from his shell as the full effects of the radiation took hold, “Get Rel’ads on the line, have him divert all spare lances to the lower decks or else we'll lose the only offensive capabilities we can use.”
“Rel'ads has gone dark, Sovereign, his vitals are critical.”
“Then either get me Rel'ads tail-leader or get me Noddos!” He screamed in rage, “don't give me this nonsense! If we don't pick it up we're all going to die, is that what you want?”
“No, Sovereign, I'm simply overwhelmed-”
“We're all overwhelmed! By the tides, I'm dying of radiation poisoning you nincompoop! Get me something I can work with!”
The officer didn't even acknowledge the Sovereign after that, simply turning back to his display. Eventually, the Sovereign was able to get Noddos on the line.
“Sovereign, two thirds of my phalanxes have been decimated by combat with the primitives and the radiation, the rest are in shambles. We must retreat and fortify elsewhere!”
“Then the ship is compromised! Rel'ads is unresponsive and the lower decks are swarming with intruders. We must evacuate the amanuensis to another ship.”
Just as the Sovereign spoke, I heard several gentle thumps rattle against the bridge’s door, and it made me uneasy. Some of the bridge crew seemed to feel the same, as they looked incredibly nervous and some even drew their sidearms. Just as the sovereign turned to give further orders, the door blew inward with a deafening explosion, followed by shouting and gunfire. Several of the bridge officers were dispatched quickly, brain matter and blood splattering against the delicate electronics. Others were shot in the legs, the torso, or in any other exotic yet non-vital body parts. The humans poured in, brandishing primitive ballistic firearms and jury-rigged energy weapons while wearing scavenged, legion-grade powered armor.
The Sovereign was the next to go, but he wasn't afforded an honorable death. He was shot along the arm with a particularly potent plasma caster, burning off his clawed hand and cauterizing the wound, the acrid smell of roasting chitin filling the already hot and cramped bridge. He fell back against his output array, the gallium reaching new highs and lows as more diagnostics and casualty reports were delivered, and he clutched his stump angrily. “I'll burn every last one of you in the foundries! I'll tie you to stakes, cover you in wax and set you alight! Your screams will be broadcasted all over the galaxy!”
One human warrior stomped up and slammed the butt of his rifle into the sovereign’s face, shattering his facial plates and causing blue blood to splatter across his section of the bridge. “Shut the fuck up, you mutant lobster,” the human said before dragging him by both antennae towards the center of the bridge and receiving a stained breeching axe from one of his comrades. “Emmanuel, start recording. We need proof.”
The other human nodded and pressed a button on his armor before lifting up his gun again. The rest of the humans fanned out, holding everyone else at gunpoint. I tried to get up and sneak out, but a human grabbed me by my neck and nearly wrung it out as he forced me to my knees and pointed a sidearm to my skull. “Get down, you piece of shit, before I blow your brains out too.”
“Damnable primate,” I hissed, but he bashed me in my skull with the base of his sidearm’s grip and sent me sprawling, making my already pounding headache worse. Another human shouted at him in a language I didn't recognize, but he sounded furious. The first brought me back up to my knees again, and I complies with a hiss and a groan, blood still leaking from my eyes and mouth and my world was spinning.
The Sovereign struggled, but he was weak from the radiation poisoning and he couldn't exactly resist on account of his lost arm. The human with the breaching ax kicked the Sovereign down and forced him to kneel before lifting up the breeching ax and splitting his chitinous head down the middle with one powerful swing, sending more blood and brains across the floor. “Execution confirmed, take his antennae just in case and we've got ourselves a bounty. Now all we need is that ugly cat’s teeth and the fat hedgehog-thing’s grimy spines and we'll be in business. Although, they do have skulls… we might as well just take their heads.”
The real horror of the situation dawned on me at that moment: they were going to kill us all, or maybe worse. They mentioned a bounty for the commanders, and multiple of the higher ranking ship officers were already dead, their brains splattered against the walls or their bodies torn apart by gunfire. I wasn't dead yet, but that didn't mean much since I wasn't an immediate threat.
“Alright, round them up and bring all the grunts to the hanger bay, then kill the rest,” the leader of the humans said in such a lackadaisical manner that his complete disregard for life almost made me sick… almost. I had seen worse from the Jurisdiction before, but usually that was from me delivering some kind of ordered judgment on a world that had sinned against order. I might have simply been the messenger, but I had seen many of the outcomes. “And make sure to collect whatever proof of bounties you can, we'll need to deliver them to the office to get cashed out. Don't let this be a repeat of last time where Juarez fucking forgot to take a few heads and it ended up cutting our profits in half, the fucking retard.”
Some of the humans chuckled at that as they dragged more of the senior officers away, out of the room and into the hall,where I heard gunshots. The rest of the bridge crew froze in place, different fear instincts kicking in. The remaining Sok'klar corralled together into what seemed to be a singular, semi-congealed mass as if to try and trick the humans into believing that they were much bigger and much more threatening than they actually were. The one Thei’chi on the bridge, an ensign who had clearly thought this would be a simple mission, bore her curved fangs at the humans and growled as they approached, her hackles completely vertical and her eyes dilated. They quickly muzzled and bound her before beating her over the head with a gun stock, sending her sprawling onto the ground. Many others simply cooperated, eyes wide and yet simultaneously empty, as if they couldn't quite process that the ship had been taken and the commanding officers were being executed as the rest were escorted to the hangar.
“Get the damn messenger down to the hanger as well, we need whatever data's in his ugly lizard head, then we can decide on what to do with him.”
I spat at him in spite, as if to try and seem brave, but it was clearly an empty gesture. “You won't get anything, primate! You couldn't possibly crack the encryption!”
The human holding me seemed to wind up for another swing, but the commanding officer simply held up his hand to stop my tormentor before strolling over to me. He knelt down and removed his helmet, revealing a beige-colored face covered in scars, wiry black hair cut down to the scalp, and multiple tattoos. “You're really fucking mouthy for a hostage,” he said before punching me across my beak faster than I could register. I heard a sharp crack as his fist connected, and my head spun again as the metallic taste of blood pooled into my mouth. “I'd advise you to shut up, but I'm sure you won't listen: you aristocratic types are so full of yourselves. Maybe I should have you flogged in the public square until your vocal chords give out once we rip those cybernetics from your head, huh? How's that sound?”
“It won't matter… it won't change anything… the Jurisdiction will hunt you down.”
“Maybe, but I doubt it will happen for some time: they really suck at doing anything that requires effort, even when they're mad enough. They just keep sending their rabid lapdogs to try and smoke us out, and they always end up full of holes,” the human officer said with a smirk, his yellowish-white teeth and green eyes sending shivers down my spine as he drew his knife. “They're just horrible at their job, you know? You've all gotten so lazy and incompetent after being able to just take what you want without resistance, and now that you've met people who are angry and crazy enough to fight back you act as if we're committing some grave injustice,” he placed the knife against my throat, the flat just underneath my now bent beak, “No, we just took a few pages out of your book, ‘cept we've got standards. No kids, for one…” he seemed to look off into the distance as his sneer deepened, “but it's more than that, we don't attack the defenseless in general and we still win against you all in fair fights.”
I went to say something else snarky, but he quickly grabbed my thin tongue with his fingers and yanked it out, blood from my mouth pulling to the floor as he held the blade of his knife against it. “No no, none of that. Say one more thing and I'll cut that rancid little tongue of yours out of your mouth and feed it to you,” he hissed at me, pressing the blade down just hard enough to draw blood. “Do you know what it's like to see a planet turn into a tomb?" he asked me, gritting his teeth, “Do you know what it's like to see everything you've ever known crumble to ash and glass, all the life and the green stripped away leaving nothing but bones? I do. I've seen it happen to countless worlds, and my grandfather always told me stories of how you bastards did it to Earth. He still prays in its direction five times a day, to Mecca, but he knows the Kaaba is gone now, or maybe it's still there, buried in the bones of those who sought refuge there.”
I didn't care for the human’s nonsensical beliefs, but I did care to correct him. “I've seen it before, and I'll see it again. And so will you, it's inevitable. The Jurisdiction will always have its judgment fulfilled, there is no alternative.”
“One day, I hope we can rectify that,” he said, then he sheathed his knife and slammed my head against the metal floor with enough force to nearly knock me out. As I lost consciousness, I could hear him speak. “Take him to the Chop Doc, and make sure the cybernetics don't get damaged: they're supposedly more valuable than any bounty on this ship.”
Warning: Severe radiation poisoning detected. Flush system immediately.
Warning: Neural Lace removal detected, chance of neurological damage high. Proceeded with caution.
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2024.05.19 01:09 Kamchatka_Point How to permanently fix 1st Recon going away into the mountains instead of Forlorn Hope after Three Card Bounty?

How to permanently fix 1st Recon going away into the mountains instead of Forlorn Hope after Three Card Bounty?
Here's the context: I did the "Three Card Bounty" quest, killing Driver Nephi with 1st Recon's Help, then got paid and forgot about the 1st Recon until I wanted to do the "Old School Ghoul" quest for Raul. I didn't find them at Forlorn Hope nor in Camp Maccaran although NPCs there talk about them being moved to Forlorn Hope. I used "player.moveto 000F570E" to teleport myself to Corporal Sterling just to find him and the rest of the 1st Recon in the Mountains to the north of the map, a zone impossible to access without console commands.
I am not asking how to teleport them back, I know how to do that. I wanna know how to fix this bug permanently so it doesn't reoccur on my future runs and whether or not this bug is even a known issue adressed by the existing unofficial patches. I've seen one mention of this issue in an archived reddit post and the wiki is referencing a similar bug on Xbox where they would "disappear from the game" after "Three Card Bounty".
I patched the game using the Simple Guide to Setting up New Vegas in 2024, see the screenshot of my Mod Organizer UI. It's not the first bug I encountered after playing it, but it's the first one that I personally consider "immersion breaking" because it would require me to use the console to do multiple quests, and I consider this cheating even if it's used to fix a bug. If someone is motivated enough to still be working on unofficial patches for F:NV, I hope this will be adressed.
I should note that I moved YUP into the first position AFTER encountering this bug (what a fool am I to expect that this would fix it retroactively), so I wanna know if it's just me having a dumb-dumb moment and not using YUP properly or it's something that Yukichigai had forgotted to fix.
Sterling and the rest of the 1st Recon lost in the mountains
Location of the 1st Recon
MO 2 UI
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2024.05.19 01:06 Lanky-Visual-7093 25[F4R] Asia/Online - Looking for Engaging Conversation?

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To be honest, I've been feeling a bit bored and stagnant recently. That's why I'm hoping to connect with some fabulous new people here and inject a bit more excitement into my life. I may not be a musical prodigy or gaming guru, but I absolutely live for thought-provoking conversations about current events and issues.
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2024.05.19 01:06 SlavOnfredski Found a cardboard box deep in the old computer desk

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2024.05.19 01:04 Chopernio Ser Malwyn Blackwood - Lord Commander of the Kingsguard Edwyn Blackwood - Lord of Raventree Hall

PC

Reddit Account: choronga
Discord Tag: Choner
Name and House: Malwyn Blackwood
Age: 53
Cultural Group: Riverlander (claims First Men heritage)
Appearance: Average in height, perhaps slightly taller than the next man. His build is that of a man who has fought his entire life, toned yet lean. His face sports the marks of battle, a few scars cross it, and his many wrinkles are a clear show of his advanced age, even though he definitely does not look as old as he is. His auburn hair somehow as kept its color, yet his hairline has receded considerably. His eyes are those of a tired man, yet they hold a glint still.
Trait: Strong
Skill(s): THS(e), First Man Warrior (e), Reckless
Talent(s): Complaining, Drinking in moderation, Dice games
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, The Bloodwood, Ser
Starting Location: Opening Event
Biography:
Malwyn was born the second child to Lord Morgan Blackwood and Lady Jeyne Blackwood nee Frey in the year 29 before Aegon's conquest.
His early years were peaceful. He had proven to be able with the blade from a young age, and while his brother Desmond received the education worthy of an heir, Malwyn practice relentlessly, almost obsessively.
The two brothers got along fine, but their relationship strained as Desmond began to feel undermined by his brother, as he wished to excel in everything, and Malwyn's swordfighting was clearly superior to Desmond's. The heir had been pampered and now, he couldn't find himself happy with all the attention he had received, he wished for martial recognition as well.
It would never come.
Desmond was not a bad swordsman, just not a good one. He had a cunning mind for strategy, sharp at numbers, a good memory, as by only one-and-ten he could remember almost all of the Houses' banners, holdings and words from the Kingdom of the Isles and Rivers. However, his blade handling was never even close to his brothers' and the constant attempts were met with failure, which only further enraged the Lord.
A daughter was born to Lord and Lady Blackwood when Malwyn was seven years of age. Cynthea, they called her.
Desmond inherited early. Lord Morgan perished at the hands of Lord Lothar Bracken in the eleventh year before the conquest. The twenty year old Lord Desmond quickly married, having his first son, Brynden, just a year after.
After Brynden followed two more, daughter and son, Jeyne and Addam, then another one, Alys, in the year 1BC and two more after the Conquest, Edwyn and Theomar.
All these years, Malwyn had yet not married, two years younger than his brother. He had been betrothed, but a knight of House Hoare defiled Malwyn's soon to be wife, murdered the girl's brother and the woman took her own life before the bastard of the Hoare monster was born. This left in Malwyn a sense of pure hatred for his Ironborn overlords.
Then, the dragons came.
While many saw this as a threat, Malwyn saw any who could bring the Hoares to a kneel as friends, and when they eventually not only defeated them, but decimated their rotten House, Malwyn jumped to the chance to pledge his sword to Aegon the Conqueror.
He was made a member of the Kingsguard soon after he joined the side of their invaders, which was seen by his family as betrayal. Malwyn saw those who followed the Tullys' call for independence as nothing but fools. A man had come and released them from their Ironborn overlords, and the Riverlords paid that man with bloody rebellion.
Malwyn grew close to the new Targaryen King, due to him being his stationed kingsguard most of the time. The Knight managed to save Aegon from the goldcloaks once, but not twice, and after his death he became Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, as the attack on King Aegon had caused death of Corlys Velaryon.
It is Malwyn, with the help of Willem Ryger, that reveals the Tullys as culprits to Visenya Targaryen, leading to the destruction of the trouts. There were more conspirers, but the Bloodwood remained silent.
The following years were calm. The rest of the Blackwoods had made it clear that they wished for nothing more than the death of Malwyn, for he was a craven, a traitor and a kneeler. Malwyn didn't care, he still held love for his brother, even if it had never been mutual.
Around these years, a young boy of House Mallister became Malwyn's squire, getting knighted by the Lord Commander in the year 11AC.
In the year five-and-ten after the conquest, during a a hunt to celebrate the 18th nameday of Orys Baratheon's heir, bandits attack. It is a surprisingly well organized force and manages to take hostage many of important figures. Malwyn leads the defense, and is forced to take difficult choices. His hands are stained in blood in the end, innocents dead because the Lord Commander chose not to save them in order to save others. The King of the Woods died in the hands of Roland Arryn, and Malwyn fought alongside him.
A year after, Addam Blackwood died, killed in a border skirmish with House Bracken.
Two years later, a foolish Bracken decided that claiming that a Blackwood hill was theirs by right was a great idea. The boy, not older than eight-and-ten, brought a letter for the Hand of the King, and he was met with Malwyn, who laughed at the boy and insulted him plenty. The boy called for a duel, and Malwyn slaughtered him.
This incensed the two ancient enemies' feud. House Blackwood joined with the Mallisters of Seagard and the North. House Bracken had the Riverlords at their side. The two armies met at the Red Fork, and the two Lords dueled. Lord Bracken's leg was maimed by Lord Desmond Blackwood, but Lord Blackwood received a wound on his chest that never healed, and would eventually kill him in the year 24 AC.
Two years after the battle that never was, Cerion Blackwood, Desmond's heir, died from a hunting accident. Suspicious circumstances.
The war was halted by the Belaerys dragon of Aegon's Rest.
Malwyn wouldn't go home until a moon before Desmond's death, being called by Edwyn Blackwood, the Heir to Raventree Hall. There the two spoke, and Malwyn left without saying anything a night after he arrived.
Now, he's back at King's Landing, and someone has pissed on his tent.
Timeline:

AC

Reddit Account: choronga
Discord Tag: Choner
Name and House: Edwyn Blackwood
Age: 23
Cultural Group: Riverlander (claims First Men heritage) Appearance: Of average height, slender, with a face often described as "maidenly" by those who seek to mock the Lord of Raventree Hall. His voice is surprisingly deep, with a whispery cadence. His face is lacking a beard, not because he has not attempted to get it to grow. He has jet black hair, as befits a Blackwood.
Trait: Ruthless
Skill(s): Ranger, Schemer, Devious
Talent(s): Poetry, Archery, Gambling
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Lord of Raventree Hall, Wielder of the Weirwood Bow, The Raven
Starting Location: Opening Event

NPCs

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2024.05.19 01:03 Kiwi_Lemonade LF Cunty Commanders

Hey besties. A friend recently upgraded his deck at our pod for commander and it's strong. So I want to bring someone new as well, but i'd love for them not only to be strong but also serve cunt. If you have any ideas please lmk, i'm pretty new to the game so I don't know too many commanders yet. <3
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2024.05.19 00:59 GoAheadMMDay UPDATE 3: Torment Techniques Used by Canadian and US Militaries

UPDATE 3: Torment Techniques Used by Canadian and US Militaries
Update #3 appears at the bottom.
Due to numerous disparaging comments by multiple individuals, I have reposted my article.
Heckling does not change what occurred. People need to know these truths, especially those who have experienced the same. They need to know they are sane, that such things are indeed being perpetrated, and the perpetrators use shame to silence them and protect their activities.
I write to encourage them not to listen to disparaging people who speak without knowledge.
February 10, 2024
I am Joseph Cafariello, a Canadian citizen and ex-member of the Canadian military. Of sound mind, not on medication, not a drug user, not a marijuana smoker, not an alcohol drinker, with no mental disorders.
I recently posted to this Liberty subreddit experiences of harassment by Vancouver's police and fire departments (Vancouver, BC, Canada). I’m the fellow who was repeatedly ordered by police to stay out of Vancouver’s Stanley Park, and was continually harassed whenever I visited the park (which I do every second day on my early morning walks).
Immediately following that post, they changed some of the techniques they use in my case. They were either informed of my post or found it themselves, seeing as my internet activity, and phone activity for that matter, are under continuous surveillance (plenty of proof which I will not include here to avoid running off-topic).
In this post, I would like to shed some light on other harassment which is still ongoing, since it occurs in private, away from potential observers. It involves the Canadian and US militaries.
Havana Syndrome
In 2016, numerous employees of the Canadian and US embassies in Havana, Cuba, started experiencing head injuries ranging from mild headaches to concussions. It happened in their sleep, and came to be called Havana Syndrome.
Wikipedia explains (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Havana\_syndrome):
“Havana syndrome is a cluster of idiopathic symptoms experienced mostly abroad by U.S. government officials and military personnel. The symptoms range in severity from pain and ringing in the ears to cognitive dysfunction and were first reported in 2016 by U.S. and Canadian embassy staff in Havana, Cuba. Beginning in 2017, more people, including U.S. intelligence and military personnel and their families, reported having these symptoms in other places, such as China, India, Europe, and Washington, D.C. The U.S. Department of State, Department of Defense, and other federal entities have called the events "Anomalous Health Incidents" (AHI). Of over a thousand purported cases, the majority of US investigative bodies found only a few dozen cases to be suspicious.”
Ladies and gentlemen, I can tell you exactly what happens, because I have been experiencing this since I first joined the Canadian military back in 2002, and am still experiencing these “torments” (as I call them) to this day, already 3 years after leaving the military.
I go to bed. In about 15 minutes, just as I am on the cusp of falling asleep, a hear and feel a heavy thud reverberate and ultimately strike my skull. My body releases a sharp burst of adrenalin, my heart starts racing, and my blood’s circulation speeds up significantly. Depending on the severity of the blow, it can take me anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour to fall asleep again. Though there have been times I could not return to sleep for more than 2 hours.
A strong headache is felt immediately, and lasts for hours. There have been times when my heart felt like it was going to burst, having been startled as such.
The pulse to the head sometimes reverberates through the wall and my bed’s headboard. I distinctly feel as though I have been hit on the top of my skull. At other times, it feels as though the pulse has come through the air, striking the side of my skull.
This is not a sleep disorder, for it does not occur regularly. At times, my sleep is disturbed in this manner 3 or 4 days in a row. At other times, there is no disturbance for up to a week. But they never let me go more than a week without such interruptions to my sleep.
Neither is it sleep apnea, as I do not awaken gasping for breath. The pounding headaches, sudden release of adrenaline, and heart palpitations I experience are caused by external impacts of sound waves or air bursts.
Sonic Weapons
How these pulses are produced is not easy to identify. As Wikipedia explains:
“Once the story became public, various U.S. government representatives attributed the incidents to attacks by unidentified foreign actors, and various U.S. officials blamed the reported symptoms on a variety of unidentified and unknown technologies, including ultrasound and microwave weapons.”
Sonic weapons have been in use for many years by militaries, and by police in crowd control. As Wikipedia explains (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonic\_weapon):
“Some sonic weapons make a focused beam of sound or of ultrasound; others produce an area field of sound. As of 2023 military and police forces make some limited use of sonic weapons.”
(Do not believe the 2023 timeline. The Canadian military has been using these weapons since the early 2000’s at the latest.)
Wikipedia continues:
“Extremely high-power sound waves can disrupt or destroy the eardrums of a target and cause severe pain or disorientation. This is usually sufficient to incapacitate a person. Less powerful sound waves can cause humans to experience nausea or discomfort.”
The users of these technologies must also be using thermal detection equipment to monitor the target’s sleep. As I mentioned, I most often feel these blows the moment I am falling asleep. Body temperature drops when we sleep, and brain activity slows. Heat-detection equipment is likely being used to identify the point at which the target is falling asleep.
Why they prefer to strike at the start of someone’s sleep as opposed to the middle of their sleep, I do not know. Perhaps their intent is to deprive the body of early sleep, limiting the amount of deep sleep available to the person before their alarm rings in the morning.
Ordinary Hammers
Not all such “torments” (as I call them) are caused by high-tech equipment. I have heard and felt distinct hammer strikes running along the 2x4 beams inside my walls. These strikes can be a single hard strike, or several strikes in a row. It is definitely caused by a person with a hammer because the intervals between strikes are equidistant in time; that is, the time spacing between strikes is not random and does not change from strike to strike, but is constant between strikes, exactly as when someone is hammering. And no, it is not someone hanging pictures at 1:30 am, multiple times a week, for years.
On one occasion, when I was standing at my kitchen sink, I felt the floor-board directly under my feet pulse so sharply it felt like a brick had struck the soles of my feet. In this case, my military neighbour likely used a hammer to strike the floorboard on his side of the wall. It is the only plausible explanation.
Surveillance
This leads to surveillance of one’s activities at home. I have plenty of proofs of that. They seem insignificant on an individual basis. But when you put them all together, they present a clear picture of home surveillance.
My laptop computer’s lid cracked one night, at the bottom left corner of the screen. The next day at work, I heard my military supervisor relate to another co-worker that the night before, his laptop computer’s lid cracked at the bottom left corner. I swear to the Lord in Heaven, I am being truthful.
I tested my suspicion of being surveilled. At home one night, I blurted out-loud, “VW Passat. What an ugly sounding word, ‘Passat’”, I said. A few days later, my military colleagues at work started playing a card game at lunch, invented by one of them. The name he gave his game was “Passat”, and when he spoke it, he looked at me for a reaction. If you ever contact the Halifax military base, ask for the Claims Department and ask them if they are still playing Passat.
On another occasion, at a time when I frequented the gym every second day for a few years, I suspected my van had been fitted with a listening device. I suspected so because a number of things I had spoken with people about on my phone while in my van (nothing illegal) were repeated by people at the gym in conversations among themselves. Too many times, parts of other people's conversations matched parts of conversations I had had with others while I was in my van.
I already knew my phone was being tapped, but I also suspected my van was bugged. So one evening while driving in my van, I blurted out-loud a number of things I said I hated. "I hate (this or that)"; "I hate it when...". One of them was, "I hate when people chew gum with their mouths open." I then vocalized an exaggerated gnawing sound, "Gnaw. Gnaw. Gnaw."
The very next time I went to the gym, 2 days later, while I was at an exercise, a fellow sat at an exercise directly behind me. And sure enough, he started chewing with his mouth open, vocalizing that gnawing sound, "Gnaw. Gnaw. Gnaw." I didn't look behind at him, because I knew what was going on, and I wanted to avoid playing into his hand. So he repeated himself again and again until I was done and moved to a different station. Now, honestly, who chews gum at the gym? You can't. Or you run the risk of choking for the heavy breathing, not to mention when laying down on benches. And with precisely the same exaggerated vocalized gnawing sound I had made in my van just 2 days prior.
Their whole intent is to let you know you are being surveilled. They want you to know, as both a warning and a provocation. They want you to say something, to launch accusations, which they would readily deny, making you look paranoid. If you react too strongly, they could even have you diagnosed with some kind of disorder, and put you on medication, which further plays into their hand. (More regarding medications in the last section of this post.)
This is why, as I mentioned in my previous post, they would park their cars shining their high beams on me as I walked past them during my morning walk. And why on some occasions, a group of 3 or 4 would exit their cars and stand on my path just as I approached, forcing me to go around them. They would then remain standing on the path until my return trip through, and after I had passed by the second time, then would then return to their cars - making it absolutely clear I was their interest.
Their intent is not only to make me aware, but also to present themselves in close proximity to me, within easy reach, in the hope I would confront them, resulting in an altercation that could land me in a lot of hot water - 4 witnesses against me, all pleading innocence.
Again, it is all designed to make you look bad, and to warrant some kind of legal measure against you - preferably a medical diagnosis, discrediting you in everything you say about them. If they can't refute your claims, their only remaining option is to discredit you. That's what all of these tricks are designed to accomplish. Who would believe anything you say, once you have been diagnosed with a disorder?
There are plenty more examples. But who would really believe them? I’ll save them for the future.
Home Invasion
Both during and after my military service, I have had my apartments entered without any signs of break-ins. How? Lock-picking and duplicate keys. Indications? Missing objects; ie: money, phone adaptor, etc. Nothing major. Just something to make us understand we are being watched, and to make us understand what they can do.
But it is always something small, something for which you would be ridiculed for divulging.
Two more examples: I found my razor, which I always lay-down razor-end to the wall, turned around, razor-end toward me. Also, in one of my house slippers I found a small shoe sticker on the up-side of the heel. I had those slipper for years, and never had any shoe stickers on them. Yet there it was, clearly visible on the top surface of my slipper, not the bottom. Could I have stepped on a shoe sticker when barefoot in my apartment, only to have the sticker transfer itself to my slipper when I wore it? How many shoe stickers do you have laying around your apartment that you can accidentally step onto?
If I had stepped onto a sticker in my apartment and had it stick to my heel, that means the sticky side was up against my skin. This means the sticker would have had to flip upside down such that the sticky side would then be down, allowing the sticker to stick to the slipper. Do you really think that happened? That sticker was not there when I left my apartment, but it was there when I returned. And it was the wrong sticker, wrong brand, wrong size.
Again, what is their intent? To make someone look ridiculous so no one will believe them should they speak of other more sensitive things.
Staged Incidents
The above incidents clearly point to coordinated and staged events (at my work, my home, on my walks, etc). This is so frequently met with incredulity. "But that would require coordination on the part of so many people," the public dismisses. "They wouldn't do that."
Oh yes they would, and they have, as explained in https://fightgangstalking.com/. Note the documented cases involving the Canadian Security Intelligence Service (CSIS, Canada's equivalent to the US' CIA) and the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP, Canada's national police force) in the second quote, which were reported in national newspapers.
From https://fightgangstalking.com/:
“Disruption operations often involve tactics which are illegal, but difficult to prove. These tactics include – but are not limited to – overt surveillance (stalking), slander, blacklisting, “mobbing” (intense, organized harassment in the workplace), “black bag jobs” [home invasions], abusive phone calls, computer hacking, framing, threats, blackmail, vandalism, “street theater” (staged physical and verbal interactions with minions of the people who orchestrate the stalking), harassment by noises, and other forms of bullying. Many of these tactics were used by the FBI during its illegal COINTELPRO operations, as documented by stolen official documents and subsequent Congressional investigations.
"Although the general public is mostly unfamiliar with the practice, references to “disruption” operations – described as such – do occasionally appear in the news media, even though that fact would apparently be news to the editors of The New York Times. In May 2006, for example, an article in The Globe and Mail, a Canadian national newspaper, reported that the Canadian Security Intelligence Service (CSIS) and the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) used “Diffuse and Disrupt” tactics against suspects for whom they lacked sufficient evidence to prosecute. A criminal defense attorney stated that many of her clients complained of harassment by authorities, although they were never arrested."
She can add me to that list too.
For the Benefit of Others
The experiences I have recounted here seem so trivial, so insignificant, they make you look ridiculous if you talk about them. But if we don’t talk about such things, no one will ever know about them. Other people have experienced the same, and are forced to endure such torments in silence. They need encouragement to talk about their own experiences, and so I write about mine in the hope they will talk about theirs, even if I do look ridiculous. The perpetrators are more ridiculous for doing them.
I remember a military colleague being hauled away by military police one morning, as she was struggling and having a violent fit. A fellow on her floor told me she was throwing chairs at her walls screaming, “Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!”. When he mentioned that, I knew exactly what they had done to her. She was considered unruly, and was being watched intently. They wanted her out, and that is how they accomplished it. Through wall tapping and sleep deprivation, they push you to the breaking point. And when you finally lose control and do something rash, they pounce on you, and you’re out. Now she has a criminal record, considered a criminal when in reality she was a victim. Welcome to the Canadian military, and other militaries besides, I am sure.
There are dozens upon dozens of experiences I could present. But who will really read them? Worse still, who will really believe them? I overheard my military supervisor in Halifax whisper to another, “Do you think he knows?”, after I had mentioned one of the many “coincidences” I experienced, but with a tone of my being aware it was not a mere coincidence. As I turned my face to my computer screen, I whispered under my breath, but still loud enough for him to hear, “Yes, (rank) (name), I know.” A few minutes later, as he walked past my desk, he leaned in by my ear and whispered, “We’re just trying to help you.” I should have pressed him for answers right then and there, but you just don’t know how much trouble you can get into when making such accusations in the military. So I let it go. But I will never forget.
Should anyone reading this ever decide to launch some kind of inquiry, I can mention names of over 100 people to contact, including military personnel, family members, neighbours, building managers, and others who have been contacted by military personnel with false narratives about me. They flash their ID’s and other credentials, and people believe anything they say. They turn family, friends, co-workers and neighbours against you, even recruiting their participation. Your acquaintances not only participate, but actually feel justified and emboldened playing tricks on you. It isn't their fault, though; they have been misled. I would reference them solely for corroboration.
As a final thought, here are explanations of two military programs in which certain persons (sometimes military, sometimes civilian) are kept under constant surveillance, and are in some cases subjected to conditioning in an attempt to turn them into what is called a “sleeper agent”. Almost all of the tactics presented below have been experience by me, including constant surveillance (ie: my previous post here regarding being harassed on my morning walks) and sleep deprivation (as per the top portion of this post, which other military members in Cuba and elsewhere around the world have also experienced).
Pentagon’s Signature Reduction Program
See Newsweek’s article: https://www.newsweek.com/exclusive-inside-militarys-secret-undercover-army-1591881
Some excerpts from that Newsweek article, plus more background information on the Pentagon’s Signature Reduction Program, can be found here: https://fightgangstalking.com/
“The largest undercover force the world has ever known is the one created by the Pentagon over the past decade. Some 60,000 people now belong to this secret army, many working under masked identities and in low profile, all part of a broad program called “signature reduction.” The force, more than ten times the size of the clandestine elements of the CIA, carries out domestic and foreign assignments, both in military uniforms and under civilian cover, in real life and online, sometimes hiding in private businesses and consultancies, some of them household name companies.
“…a little-known sector of the American military, but also a completely unregulated practice. No one knows the program’s total size, and the explosion of signature reduction has never been examined for its impact on military policies and culture. Congress has never held a hearing on the subject. And yet the military developing this gigantic clandestine force challenges U.S. laws, the Geneva Conventions, the code of military conduct and basic accountability.
“…The signature reduction effort engages some 130 private companies to administer the new clandestine world. Dozens of little known and secret government organizations support the program, doling out classified contracts and overseeing publicly unacknowledged operations.
"Federal spy agencies are using Americans to spy on their fellow citizens – the same approach to governance famously employed by communist East Germany."
How to Develop a Hypnotic Sleeper Agent
By Dantalion Jones / Masters of Mind Control
The following “was” on the web, but has been removed. Surprise, surprise. But I saved its web files to my computer years ago, knowing that sooner or later it would be removed. I made a jpeg image of the web page as it once appeared, attached here.
Note that I have experienced almost all of the tactics described below, including the stalking I mentioned in my previous post here (regular walks in the park), the sleep deprivation noted at the top of this post, and the surveillance and intrusions described here as well.
Quoting the now-removed webpage: “How to Develop a Hypnotic Sleeper Agent” (from here to end of post):
Amid all the conspiracy theories one of the most feared is that there exist "sleeper agents" in our society who are programmed to come into service when they are triggered by a phone call or key word.
These alleged sleeper agents don't even know they are programmed to become saboteurs, soldiers, suicide bomber, etc because of the thoroughness of their programming. They are the feared "Manchurian Candidate" that the movies portray.
The question is "Are they real?"
If they are true sleeper agents there is no way of telling until they are activated. One can however theorize exactly how they are made.
Indoctrination
Using indoctrination a person can be made to embrace a religious or philosophical belief that would make becoming a sleeper agent possible.
This would be a person so committed to an ideal they would be willing to wait patiently as a member of society until they are called into action. These people would know their mission and consciously hold it secret while interacting with the rest of society.
Conditioning
Conditioning is a repetitive process where the desired responses are enforced and rewarded and unwanted responses are punished. This can be done consciously as part of training drill and it can be done subconsciously using hypnosis or drugs to create amnesia.
Hypnosis
It has been demonstrated that hypnosis can create "amnesia walls" in which the subject has no conscious memory of what happened in the hypnosis session. It has further been demonstrated that hypnosis can give post hypnotic instruction to be carried out automatically in the waking state without the subject knowing it or questioning the behavior.
What follows is conjecture and theory based on testimonials of people who were alleged to be sleeper agents and soldiers.
Continuous Supervisions
Continuous supervision doesn't mean that the subject is cut off completely from society. It means that they are constantly overseen and every aspect of their lives are managed (without their knowledge or consent) to support their hypnotic programming.
This would include:
• Repeated reinforcement of all hypnotic conditioning.
• Handlers. Handlers are people who help maintain the subjects environment to maintain all the programming. They can play the role of family, friends, lovers, psychologists, coaches or any roll the subject perceives as supportive. The truth is the handlers are their to support the successful fulfillment of the programming and not the subject as a person.
• Minimal sleep so that the mind/brain does not process all the sleeper conditioning during sleep.
• Creating constant environmental challenges like unemployment or poverty. This gives the subject something other than their programming to focus on.
• Frequent hospitalization. This gives overt opportunity to sedate the subject for conditioning. If the subject has a history of hospitalizations for mental disturbances all the better. No one will take them seriously.
Joseph Cafariello
PS... Today is the second day after this post (February 12, 2024). A garbage truck just slammed into my parked car.
PPS... I finish writing this post because I am satisfied with its shape and content; not because of what happened to my car.
It is similar to when you are reaching for your coat, and someone tells you, "Take your coat." Since you have to take your coat, your brain tells you it's ok to obey them, and you comply. They just created an instance where they led you, and you followed them. And your brain accepted it.
It's a technique the military uses all the time. It trains you to accept instructions from that person or group. Done enough times, you become comfortable obeying them.
I just say, "I take my coat because I choose to, not because you tell me to." It's important to make that clear, to block the conditioning and affirm our self-governance; not just to them, but to ourselves as well. Now our brain realizes we took our coat by our own choice; we are still in command.
So too, I say regarding today's event. "Thanks for the warning, but I had already finished writing my post. I finished by my own choosing."
UPDATES 1 & 2: February 26 & March 07, 2024:
My apartment was once again entered while I was out. Either a key was used or the lock was picked. This may or may not have included assistance from building staff. Home invasions are included in the list of their techniques noted above, referred to as "black bag jobs".
All tenants on my floor received new fridges a couple of weeks ago. I removed the tape securing the bins inside my new fridge, and also removed all styrofoam pads from the corners of the glass shelves when I repositioned them.
The person(s) who have been invading my living space on a regular basis have struck again. As you can see in the photo below, the styrofoam pads on the corners of my fridge's shelves were restored when I was out of my apartment. I had removed all pads when I repositioned the shelves. Yet now they are back.
It is a tactic used to undermine our observational awareness in an attempt to make us second-guess and doubt ourselves. The aim is to cause people to feel less sure not only of the things we have done, but also feel less sure of the things others have done. They want us to question the accuracy of our observations and memory.
The idea is to train you to dismiss any anomalies you may observe as being your own misperception of things. Once they convince you not to trust your own judgement, they are free to do whatever they want to you, and you will simply accept it without questioning.
UPDATE 3: May 18, 2024:
Confrontations with individuals keep occurring, at times potentially violent. Following are just 3 such encounters as of late.
1 - Kick-boxer in the park:
As I parked my car in one of the parking lots in Vancouver's Stanley Park one night, another vehicle drove up behind me and parked several spots away. A tall man exited that vehicle, and walked hastily along the path I always walk, down some steps to the water's sea wall path. I took my time and followed my usual walk, also down the steps down to the sea wall. The man knew my routine, and was in a hurry to get ahead of me.
As I walked along the sea wall, I saw the same man sitting on a bench, playing a loud Persian-sounding religious sermon on some device I did not clearly see. As I walked past him, he called out to me to stop and chat. I ignored him and continued walking past him. He rose and started walking behind me.
I opened my umbrella, turned, and walked past him the other way, returning to the stairs back to the parking lot. He also turned and continued following me. I started running. He also started running. I ran up the steps, as did he.
Being taller than I am, his legs are longer than mine, and he quickly caught up to me on a grassy patch at the top of the steps. I turned to him and asked, "Why are you following me?" He did not reply, but stood profile to me, the same stance a kick-boxer uses when ready to kick someone. He was tall, thin, and in excellent physical shape as you would see in a kick-boxer.
He did not speak at all, but was just waiting for me to make a move. I turned, entered my vehicle and left. The encounter continued with a chase through the park in our cars. Yes, that is correct. He chased me out of the park in his car.
2 - Told to keep quiet:
The perpetrators need to operate with as little detection as possible, and they repeatedly warn their subjects to keep their mouths shut about their experiences.
On another of my recent nightly walks, a man stood on the sidewalk ahead of me about half a block away, looked at me, and shouted into the sky at nobody, giving the appearance of being a homeless person shouting for no reason. He then started walking in my direction. I continued walking straight. As he passed me, he leaned into my face and shouted into my ear, "Shut the f_ck up!" I continued walking in my direction, and he resumed walking in his.
The idea is to make it seem as though he is just a deranged man wandering the streets at night, shouting at nothing, so that when he shouts at me, any observer would simply dismiss his actions. But in reality, he was sent to send me a message to stop publishing posts like this, which I had done many times on many sites, and continue to. They don't like it when we reveal their methods. But the truth must be known.
3 - You'll be sorry:
On another occasion, while returning from grocery shopping one afternoon, I walked past a man sitting by a storefront. He was clean-cut, wearing clean clothes, without any carts or wagons or any belongings of any kind. As I passed him, he asked me for some spare change. I replied, "I'm sorry," and continued walking past. He replied, "You will be."
There are numerous other experiences, like two seemingly unassociated men standing on the sea wall about 100 meters away from each other, each of them spitting just as I walked past each one.
There are too many experiences to mention. Looking at each experience individually, one would easily dismiss them as being unrelated and simply coincidental. But put them all together and a picture starts to form, like putting together the pieces of a puzzle.
As I hand you each piece of the puzzle one by one, you dismiss each piece, saying, "This could be anything." And you discard it. You keep discarding each piece as I hand it to you. By the end of it, you look down at the table and say, "You have nothing." That's because you looked at each piece as a separate item and threw it away. But if you leave the pieces on the table as I hand them to you and do not hastily discard them, you will see they form a clear picture when put all together.
We must look at all these events as a whole. Individually, each one could be anything. But when all of these experiences are put together and considered as a whole, they form an undeniable picture. Do not be quick to dismiss each piece. Leave the pieces on the table and look at the whole. The picture I present is sound. Remember, I have all the pieces; you do not. I see the picture more clearly than you do.
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