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Rap For Fly Guys

2015.04.20 23:15 prince_D Rap For Fly Guys

Rap music with a chill, laid-back aesthetic, and confident posturing. Examples: Curren$y, Dom Kennedy, Classic Wiz Khalifa, Sir Michael Rocks, Big Krit.
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2017.01.22 00:23 donotblockthebox Political Compass Memes

Political Compass Memes
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2013.04.18 06:19 MaximusLeonis Short Tales of the Life of Norman

A collective story about a remarkably unimportant individual.
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2024.05.21 18:51 brittheshark This is crazy

This is crazy
Ik it’s the middle of the day but still. I feel like for an expensive video like this, there should be more views in that amount of time. What do y’all think?
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2024.05.21 18:35 bixoxtra “It’s not your fault but I’m still yelling at you” people are worse than regular Karens.

I had a lady last week who was A N G R Y. I’m at a delivery company, her appliance delivery team was running behind. So she calls for an ETA and I say they’re running late, we go back and forth about how the options are accept it late or reschedule. She insists I’m suggesting she let strange men into her house at 10pm when her kids are sleeping (girl it’s like 7 chill) and right in the middle of it she goes “and it’s not your fault, you’re in a bad position, you don’t deserve to have me yelling and being rude to you!” then goes on ranting and being belligerent.
At least with a normal Karen you know what you’re getting, but it took EVERYTHING in me to interrupt and say “then why are you??” Do you go to McDonald’s and scream at the cashier that your burger was made wrong, but then reassure them you know it’s not their fault, it was the cook?
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2024.05.21 17:39 ChasteAndHoly Red Lobster files for bankruptcy. What’s next? Chili’s?

Red Lobster files for bankruptcy. What’s next? Chili’s?
Here is a summary below.
  • Red Lobster, America's largest seafood chain, has filed for bankruptcy.
  • The chain's troubles stem from poor executive decisions, including a failed all-you-can-eat shrimp promotion.
  • Despite the bankruptcy, 580 locations in the U.S. and Canada will remain open, employing about 36,000 workers.
  • Recently, dozens of locations closed abruptly, with their contents auctioned off.
  • CEO Jonathan Tibus attributes Red Lobster's struggles to economic challenges, poor strategic initiatives, and increased competition.
  • Red Lobster has been in decline for a decade due to a shift away from large casual-dining chains.
  • Golden Gate Capital bought Red Lobster from Darden Restaurants 10 years ago, leading to financial strain from new rent obligations.
  • Thai Union Group, the largest shareholder since 2020, is blamed for financial mismanagement and costly exclusive deals.
  • The permanent Ultimate Endless Shrimp promotion caused significant financial losses.
  • Thai Union abandoned its stake in January, pushing Red Lobster towards bankruptcy.
  • Red Lobster has a "stalking horse" bid from its lenders in the Chapter 11 filing.
A week ago I put up a post on how Applebees shut down its restaurants now it seems another middle class restaurant is going out of business with Red Lobster entering bankruptcy. What do y’all think? Coincidence? Or are many more business similar to these are bound to come to a close?
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2024.05.21 17:38 wallyfoo [TOMT][SONG][90s] A folksy pop tune where a woman sings about scrounging for junk food to stay awake on a road trip

I'll looking for a song I heard in the mid 90s. Ironically, I was listening to a small little "Adult Album Alternative" station on a road trip through the middle of Oklahoma, and this song comes on. I've heard it exactly once, and it's strangely stuck with me.
It's sort of a folk pop song where a woman sings about driving home late on a road trip. She finds some junk food under the seat and eats it to keep herself awake. The refrain of the chorus goes something like, "I'll get fat, but I'm awake, and I'll get home." or something like that. For whatever reason, it's stuck in my memory as "The Twinkie Song", but I can't confirm if that name brand appears in the lyrics at all.
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2024.05.21 17:35 Routine-Barracuda-66 A trick of the Tail sounds.. average?

Hey so, Genesis is my favorite band of all time. I listened to every Peter Gabriel Genesis albums and I tried to listen to a bit of Phil Collins vocals too. Let’s just say that wind and wuthering is my favorite album of Genesis. And so I listened to Duke, IT WAS AMAZING OKAY!! But now I wanted a bit more of Hackett you know? So I went back in time and decided to start the album mentionned in the title. I just can’t like it.. The lyrics are weak, Phil Collins isn’t pushing too hard on vocals too. I feel like the only song that actually has something in it is Ripples and somehow for the first time in my life, I feel like some songs are just long for nothing (I pretty much listen to Suppers Ready, Close to the Edge, Tarkus, and other famous long songs in the same day y’all can’t say I’m not patient, it’s just the music that’s not interesting.) Like I saw some tierlist about putting Nursery Crime in Ok but somehow, ATOTT is in Masterpiece?!!! The entire album feels like music, not Genesis.
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2024.05.21 17:33 slutbotomy KIM in ThanK you aIMee

KIM in ThanK you aIMee
I feel very called out because I have the lamest slide show backing up a possible incorrect theory. I don't have any interest in giving her songs paternity tests, but I do have an interest in dissecting lyrics that I think were made for fans/gossiping nonfans and intentionally written to not look like it's always been about the reader, accept that it is. (She got millions of people to scream sing TIWWCHNT and it's true! She took away the actual look into her life and journey as an artist because it become a joke and new lyrics to attach to an ex). It's Me. HI, I'm the Problem etc. She got them to scream that too. Because they are the problem and the song sounds like she's being accused, rather than admitting.)
However, in light of recent events, make of it what you will.
This goes along with the theory there is a TS brand(Haim sisters) and then Taylor(the girl in Bejeweled). I.E orchestrating PR relationships/breaks up to control the public as best she could. She feeds both speculators and haters who will side with the ex because they really do just hate her. (See Joe's Widows). This means that because no one listened when she begged for them to stop, she leaned into her reputations, feeds them, and makes money off it. Her NYU speech is also very telling about how much she protects her privacy and the introduction to Rep, which seemed to go over most people's heads.
Taylor has been trolling the public for years and making bank off it. She, essentially, turned her reputations that were slapped on her (in the Bejeweled MV, the Haim sisters represent some of her reputations.) I want to say somewhere (I don't know) around 1989/Reputation, (WAOLOM says that she learned from them the public, what did she learn?), she's done this.
How has she done this?
She learned about KIM. Knowledge Information Media. She learned how knowledge is shared and created her own world for the public (nonfans/fans/gossipers, interlopers). She created the Bejeweled world in REAL LIFE using science and how the public interacts with each other to keep interlopers out while purposefully dropping clues to make them think they are special, and truly know her. The exes are in on this. They are compensated.
She confirms this at the beginning of WAOLOM, the who's who are the exes, the public being the ones saying who's that?, are prepared for the attack and her hands her work paves their path. Don't give it clicks, but googling Joe Alwyn is all articles about how terrible she is and he's a saint. People are thirsting and he's got career elevation. Calvin, possibly Harry, Tom, Travis (there's MERCH. Cmon people)who knows. This is all how she intended.
The end of the video, she rejects all of this as she REACHES THE TOP TS13 elevator that completes the castle (money/fame/privacy) she built off of interloper's stones. She wins the talent show and the only people clapping in the end are the staff, who are in on it.
Then she let's the folks (public) burn down, but she keeps the castle, which is what she wanted. I think this means, she will probably admit this one day to the public and she will take immense joy in it, go back to her castle, and watch them cry? Well, tbf, all she allegedly thinks about is karma.
She's look fearless era at the end of the video, perhaps this is a nod to when she last felt like herself and that's who deserves the castle.
The main reason I think TYA is so important is because it's about everyone. Everyone who has poured over lyrics searching for clues about exes, everyone who has gossiped and spread rumors about her, everyone who feels like they know her and crash her parties, weddings, life etc.
It lines up with the Cardigan OG lyrics calling her cage a bird cage.
It was never about the actor, chaining her(great story to imply) It was about us chaining her. The public, anyone who dares look into her privacy.
Who else thinks of her as a rare caged bird? Yea. Everyone. Even haters. They want to pick her apart too.
And what happens in all the parables of caged birds?
I encourage you to read the first scholar link, if you Google Knowledge Information Media. It's extremely informative lol, and helps with media literacy skills. KIM is just a red herring, to throw off interlopers. She's thanking the actual science of it all.
Tldr; the play is about everyone. Probably should stop it.
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2024.05.21 17:27 Dmg5620 Morally gray Disney characters?

If flair is wrong please tell me...
Hey everyone as some may know I'm working on a Frozen AU of TWST and in that first post I explained I pretty much gave up on Disney after Frozen came out so I need y'all's help.
Can you think of characters from Disney that could be middle ground characters? Like they're not exactly villains but also not the main hero? Or even ones who started out as a villian and got a redemption arc of sorts. Kind of like Elsa who was seen as a villian until yknow Hans happened heck she was originally supposed to be the main villian (this being the basis of my character and story)
In contexted I'm making a new school for those types of characters where my Elsa twist originally went to school until some plot happens and she ends up in NRC. I'm making the head mage of the school a twist of the head troll from Frozen if that helps at all.
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2024.05.21 17:05 Citron92 Kill la kill: I spit on your grave (Part 44: Rat Bael and friends on the other side)

Kill la kill: I spit on your grave (Part 44: Rat Bael and friends on the other side)
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New Orleans, USA, April 25th, 1926
So looks like the waitress in that cafe was lucky enough to get enough money from Charlotte LaBoeff to buy her restaurant. When we left the cafe, we followed her to the real estate office of the Fenner Bros. and we waited about an hour, sitting on a bench. Every second I spent on Isaac's shoulder as a frog was me sunbathing, contemplating life, and daydreaming about torturing and murdering Nonon. As Tiana ran out of the office, she beckoned us to follow us.
Tiana: Come along! I gotta show you guys!
We followed her down the street for a couple of blocks before we found the old dilapidated building she was planning to buy. Only seeing the outside of the building, the Fenner brothers came up to the realty sign and removed it.
Tiana: Everything looks peachy keen Mr. Fenner, and Mr. Fenner.
Fenner 1: We have the paperwork ready to sign first thing after Mardi Gras.
Tiana: I'll do you one better. I'll sign them tonight when I see you at the Labouff masquerade ball!
The two brothers ignored her, putting the wooden sign into their car and driving off with it. Suddenly, an older black woman appeared behind Tiana.
Tiana's mother: Table for one please!
She was holding a big sauce pot with a red ribbon on it.
Tiana: Mama!
Tiana's mother: Here's a little something to help you get started.
Tiana: Ah! Daddy's gumbo pot. Oh.
Tiana hugged her mother and she spoke again.
Tiana's mother: I know. I miss him too. Well now, hurry up and open the door.
Upon opening the door, Tiana shut the doors immediately and both her and her mother began to hyperventilate. Something was terribly wrong.
Isaac: T-Tiana is it? Is something wrong?
Suddenly, a hole was smashed through the door by a big furry arm as Tiana and her mother ran over to Isaac and his behind him, screaming!
Tiana: What the hell is that?
Isaac reached for his plasma saw and turned it on. It whirred loudly before both doors were slamme open and a dozen of those rat-humanoid monsters barged out!
Ryuko: Shit! Rat bastards! Come on Isaac, you can take them down! Tell Wiz and Boomstick who's boss!
Issac: Oh I will. I'm an exterminator too on top of being an engineer!
Nonon never seeing these monsters before put her hands on her ears and screamed "Oh my G-d" over and over again as Isaac ran into the fight with me and Buzz as frogs on his shoulder!
Isaac: Mourir monsteurs!
Isaac slashed through the horde, swinging quickly and broadly as he cut them down multiple at a time! He jumped high into the air and used his summoned swords magic to shoot two rat bastards, impaling them before clapping and blowing them along with any nearby rat bastards up!
Nonon: What are those things? Oh my G-d!
Gamagoori as a big bullfrog woke up and climbed out of Nonon's pocket.
Gamagoori: Rats! The monsters Wiz and Boomstick created to try and slow Ryuko down so she can't save Mako! Come on! We gotta fight them!
As Isaac cut them up, we saw two cheese pukers emerge from the open door, I called it out to him but saw a big mass of bricks on the roof.
Ryuko: Cheese pukers! Don't let them get close! I'm gonna take them down!
Isaac: Ryuko wait no!
I hopped off his shoulder with Buzz and we hopped onto the wall, climbed up before hopping over to the mass of bricks, me and buzz then began to push them off all at once slowly before they all fell onto the stationary cheese pukers, causing them to explode! Blood, guts, and rotten cheese slurry splattered all over the street, the sight and sent caused Tiana, Nonon and her mother to puke.
Gamagoori hopped out of Nonon's pocket and hopped over to the wall and climbed up with us.
Gamagoori: I'm gonna help! Isaac! More are coming!
More rat bastards charged at Isaac, but he began to cut them all down as they got close. The ones that tried to swipe and swing at him were easily dodge as Isaac was very fast. He dodged, dashed and even did backflips to avoid their attacks all while cutting them down with one swing of his powerful plasma blade! Emerging from the door once more was a big, muscular rat monster with crusty, disgusting fur with dead, diseased rat fetuses stuck to it. It ripped one out and threw it at Isaac, he dodged it quickly!
Isaac: Tiana duck!
Tiana, Nonon and her mother ducked as the diseased rat-humanoid corpse flew over their heads, mere inches from their scalps. Isaac then used his summoned swords magic again and threw two glowing blue swords into it before clapping and blowing it into bloody chunks! None of it's diseased biomass hit us or our human friends bellow.
Isaac: That's not all...
We heard a tapping sound, it became more rapid as Tiana, Nonon and her mother squeaked in fear and all three got rolled into a ball to protect themselves. Out of the doorway was the last rat bastard, but the most horrific looking one. It was as big as the doorway, it had six spider legs, it's body was a big mass of gray fur with two rat bastard heads and a human head wearing a crown in the middle. The human head was familiar however, with the burned scar over it's left eye and brown hair.
Ryuko: Santa told me... Those rat bastards are from a mix of rodent DNA and DNA from Z-Zuko! That's Zuko's head?
The Zuko head stared at Isaac for a moment before it's mouth opened up, revealing hideous, rotten needle-like teeth!
Zuko head: Rarrgggghhhhh!
It ran over to Isaac, trying to get one of it's disgusting heads to bite him, but he jumped around and avoided it! He whirred his plasma saw loudly before jumping behind it but before he could cut it's three heads off, the new rat bastard spun around and bit his plasma saw, holding it in place. One of it's spider legs swept Isaac's legs and he fell to the ground. It then slowly began using it's heads that bit onto the plasma saw while having it's mouths avoid the cutting blue blades press on further, as the plasma saw was pushed further to Isaac's neck, he sweated profusely!
Isaac: You! Mon-steur! Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Isaac struggled with it before Tiana ran up behind it with a random wooden plank she used as a club and hit it over the human head! It let go and pulled back and turned towards Tiana, hissing at her before Isaac began to slowly overpower the two rodent heads still pushing on! The two head's teeth accidentally slipped on the blade and Isaac soon cut through their heads, killing two of them. Tiana jammed the wooden plank down the human Zuko head's throat but it bit down and bit the plank in half! Isaac's plasma saw then cut the human head off after cutting through the two other rodent heads from behind! Isaac then kicked the newly killed monster off of him high into the air before Isaac dropped his plasma saw, grabbed it by the legs and swung around with it like a track and field throwing ball before releasing it and it flew high into the sky, so high as a matter of fact that we eventually lost visual contact with it as it travelled so high.
Isaac took some deep breaths before picking up his plasma saw, turning it off and holstering it on his side.
Tiana: Are they gone?
Nonon: What were those things?
Isaac: You didn't run into them? They're the race created by Wiz and Boomstick to kidnap Mako. They're monsteurs me and Ryuko fought. If you want to travel with us, you better not be dead weight. You did nothing to help. Ryuko, Buzz and Gamagoori can't fight at their best right now because of you. So you can do your part or get out.
Nonon: Yes sir. I'll-gulp try.
Tiana: T-thank you for saving me. You are very strong and handsome!
Isaac: Ma plaisir.
Tiana: Did you fight in the great war? You are French after all.
Isaac: Great war? World War o- oh... No I didn't. What year is it again?
Tiana: 1926!
Isaac: 1926! I'm only 26. I... I was 18 in-
Tiana: 1918. Did you fight?
Isaac: Errrr... That's not important. Anyway, I'm going inside your new restaurant. I'll check for any more of those rat bastards.
Tiana: Thank you. Can you tell me when it's clear?
Isaac: Oui.
Isaac proceeded into the ruins before me, Buzz and Gamagoori hopped down a hole from the ceiling, landing on his shoulder.
Isaac: I should of known we travelled back in time in this world. We're in 1926. I wouldn't be born until 1992.
Ryuko: Dang. We're 92 years in the past. Yet again we were in the 15th century months ago.
Gamagoori: What are you talking about?
Ryuko: Me and Isaac going through these worlds, some of them are in the past, one was in 1482! This is the second historical world we've been sent into to find the next dimensional stone.
Buzz: Interuniversal and time travel I see. Your civilization is more advanced then I thought.
Ryuko: Well, it's magic really.
Buzz: Magic! Interesting. I wonder if I can use any.
Ryuko: We'll find out.
Gamagoori: I hope you guys know what you're doing. Will the dimensional stones lead us to Mako?
Ryuko: Yep! Sure will. It will lead us to Mako, we'll save her from Death Battle and we'll kill Wiz, Boomstick and their raping ringmaster.
Gamagoori: I just hope we don't get stuck in the past. I hope you know what you're doing. Also I want to be human again.
Ryuko: We'll get there eventually.
Meanwhile, in the streets of New Orleans, Prince Naveen was joining a street band playing Jazz as everyone was surrounding him, the women were especially fawning over him. His fat servant ran over to him!
Lawrence: Prince!
Naveen: Dance with me, fat man!
The prince took his servant's hand and began to dance around with him for a minute before he announced a proposal to the crowd.
Naveen: Drinks are all on me!
Everyone was cheering, but the servant grabbed the prince and pulled him closer to question him.
Lawrence: How are we going to pay for all of that? You have no money! Either you go and slip out when nobody's looking, or get a job!
Lawrence pointed over to a man behind a horse shoveling it's poop into a bucket.
Naveen: Eugh, fine Lawrence. But first, we dance!
He pulled Lawrence even closer and began to dance with him. The prince let go of Lawrence and he stumbled into the band and his head ended up inside of a tuba!
Naveen: Ha ha! You're finally in the music! Get it? Because your head is inside of a tuba? Ha ha!
Lawrence: Get me out of here!
Naveen and a member of the band pulled at Lawrence before both the prince and his servant were flung out of a tuba and up against a wall!
Lawrence: Agh! How degrading! This is... Oh hello?
Looking up, a slender figure in a black suit and black top hat appeared, he had a top hat with a skull and crossbones on it. This man looked suspicious but he greeted both of them kindly.
Dr. Facilier: Gentlemen! Enchante?
He lowered his walking stick, allowing the prince to grab on so he can be lifted up.
Dr. Facilier: A tip of the hat from Dr. Facilier! How y'all doing?
He handed the prince a purple business card.
Naveen: Tarot readings? Charms? Potions? Dreams made real?
Naveen and Facilier began to walk around a corner into an alleyway.
Dr. Facilier: I'm in the business of visiting royalty. Lawrence followed him.
Naveen: Lawrence! Lawrence! This remarkable gentleman has just read my palm.
Lawrence: Over this morning's newspaper. Sire, sire, this chap is obviously a charlatan. I suggest we move on to a-
Dr. Facilier: Don't you disrespect me little man! Don't you derogate or deride! You're in my world now. Not your world. And I got friends on the other side!
An echo was heard, saying "Friends on the other side".
Dr. Facilier: That's an echo, gentlemen. Just a little something we have here in Louisiana, a little parlor trick. Don't worry.
Dr. Facilier led the two to a door under a sign saying "Dr. Facilier's voodoo emporium", and once leading them in, him and his shadow sat them down at a table as Dr. Facilier high-fived his shadow then took a seat and continued his singing.
Dr. Facilier: Sit down at my table, put your minds at ease, if you relax it will enable me to do anything I please. I can read your future, I can change it 'round some, too, I'll look deep into your heart and soul. You have a soul too, don't you Lawrence?
Lawrence: Yes?
Dr. Facilier: Make your wildest dreams come true! I got voodoo, I got hoodoo, I got things I ain't even tried! And I got friends on the other side.
Dr. Facilier pulled out a deck of tarot cards and shuffled them before the duo as he continued to sing at them.
Dr. Facilier: The cards, the cards, the cards will tell the past, the present, and the future as well! The cards, the cards, just take three, take a little trip into your future with me!
Naveen and Lawrence picked three cards before Dr. Facilier took them and told them to the duo. He started with the prince first and continued to sing about his tarot card readings.
Dr. Facilier: Now you, young man, are from across the sea. You come from two long lines of royalty. I'm a royal myself on my mother's side. Your lifestyle's high but your funds are low. You need to marry a lil' honey whose daddy got dough! Mom and dad cut you off, huh playboy?
Naveen: Eh, sad but true.
Dr. Facilier: Now y'all gotta get hitched, but hitching ties you down. You just wanna be free, hop from place to place But freedom takes green! It's the green, it's the green, it's the green you need. And when I looked into your future it's the green that I see!
He then turned to Lawrence and read his tarot card results to him in a musical fashion.
Dr. Facilier: On you little man, I don't wanna waste much time. You been pushed around all your life, you been pushed around by your mother and your sister and your brother, and if you was married, you'd be pushed around by your wife. But in your future, the you I see is exactly the man you always wanted to be!
Dr. Facilier crossed his arms and expected the duo to shake his hands.
Dr. Facilier: Shake my hand, come on boys. Won't you shake the poor sinner's hand?
Naveen shook reluctantly as Lawrence shook with a mischievous grin on his face. Once they did that, the curtains came down and an army of singing masks began to sing as Naveen and Lawrence were suddenly bound to their chairs!
Dr. Facilier: Yes! Are you ready?
Voodoo spirits: Are you ready?
Dr. Facilier: Are you ready? Transformation central!
Voodoo spirits: Transformation central!
Dr. Facilier: Reformation central
Voodoo spirits: Reformation central!
Dr. Facilier: Transmogofication central!
Dr. Facilier then pulled out a talisman and clipped Naveen's finger with it, getting blood into it and initiating a curse with it.
Can you feel it? You're changin', you're changin', you're changin', all right! I hope you're satisfied, but if you ain't, don't blame me! You can blame my friends on the other side!
The musical number ended as Dr. Facilier danced around with the voodoo spirits!
Voodoo spirits: You got what you wanted! But you lost what you had!
Dr. Facilier then dashed forward on his knees before blowing, and everything went dark.
Back at Tiana's new restaurant, Isaac emerged from the doors, me, Gamagoori and Buzz were in his pockets as he approached Tiana.
Isaac: Good news Tiana, it's all clear!
Tiana: Oh thank you! You're my hero Isaac! Now, I just need to make some changes around here, so I may turn this into my dream. It will have to wait. I have to eventually go to the masquerade ball tonight.
Isaac: Oui.
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2024.05.21 16:49 beardlesshipster Daily Song Discussion #142: Can’t You Hear Me Knocking

This is the fourth track from the Rolling Stones’ eleventh US album, Sticky Fingers. How do you feel about this song? What are some of your favorite lyrics? How would you rank it among the rest of the band’s discography? How would you rate it out of 10 (decimals allowed)?
Studio version
SUGGESTED SCALE: 1-4: Not good. Regularly skip. 5: It’s okay, but I might have to be in the right mood to listen to it. 6: Slightly better than average. I won’t skip it, but I wouldn’t choose to put it on. 7: This is a good song. I enjoy it quite a bit. 8-9: Really enjoyable songs. I rank them pretty high overall. 10: Masterpiece, magnum opus, or similar terminology.
Rating Results 1. Brown Sugar: 2. Sway: 3. Wild Horses: 4. Can’t You Hear Me Knocking:
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2024.05.21 16:48 ER_BILL_HELPME When you're friend has enrage episode and spidy doing the spidy thing

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2024.05.21 16:40 ElectricBlue- About the Hail to the Thief alternative tracklist (Thom's)

I'm a fan since I was a child, not even a teenager, and I respect all of RH's (and members) work. Having said this I believe HTTT was rushed and some B-side tier like tracks were included just to finish the proyect and move on. All of us know that RH's B-side are INCREDIBLE buy should be put where they belong. I found myself just not listening to HTTT because of the tracklist, so I use Thom's. But it has problems, I will come back to this later.
Here this list is discussed: Thom's Alt Tracklist for 'Hail to the Thief' : radiohead (reddit.com)
So why put aside 4 songs? Well I LIKE THEM but imo drag the album flow. -Young Blood: I like the lyrics and the spooky vibes, the tempo, the claps. When the rush comes in is great, but it sucks the flow. -I Will: it's almost like a survival chant, something Thom will sing to himself to be at ease in the middle of utter chaos. It sucks the flow. -Punch: Very interesting idea and phenomenal execution but i cant find its place here, the lyrics ar off topic for HTTT. RH out of the comfort zone (and this says a lot). -Backdrifts: Its an Amnesiac B-side, no one can tell me otherwise. I like it more than Gloaming (Ill come back to this).
There are problems with Thoms tracklist: Not putting 2 + 2 at the start should be a capital sin, putting Gloaming second should be a death sentence lol. You kill the album with Gloaming second bro, why?
There There in the first half instead of the second is an AMAZING choice, you will hate me for this comparison but i think its the Arpeggi of HTTT, it BELONGS to the beginning.
So how will I fix it? 1. 2+2 2. There there 3. Sail to the moon 4. Sit down, stand up 5. Go to sleep 6. Where i end 7. Backdrifts 8. Myxomatosis 9. Scatterbrain 10. Wolf
-Why? 2 +2 is obvious, There there second shows the potential of this album and its top 10 at the bare minimum RH song. Then we go mellow on Moon to rise again mid Sit down Stand up. Go to sleep > Where I end is just a no-brainer. Late half being Backdrift or Gloaming (i preffer the first) as introduction to the weirdness of Myxo. Myxo > Brain > Wolf is also a no-brainer and it should remain arrenged in this way as in the original LP.
-Gloaming is Thom pushing his electronic ideas before The Eraser and I dont even think it belongs there, I just dont know where to put it but i preffer Backdrifts. I think no one gets the fascination of Thom for this song, maybe it was a difficult one to finish or something, if u know anything comment below. When RH came to Argentina in 2018 people were fainting in the first row and in the middle of the CHAOS Thom started singing Gloaming lullaby style, acapella. I love the gesture, but OF ALL THE SONGS IN THEIR CATALOG why on earth will he choose that? so random, imagine Mr York whispering on clutches: ''funny haha, when the walls bend with your breathing'' like wtf xD
-You're free to comment, leave your list and opinions. This is not out of disrespect but my will to listen to these bunch of songs instead of forgetting about them :/
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2024.05.21 16:29 Head_Ad5351 Heading to Annapolis from Frederick today

Hi y’all. My girlfriend and I are planning on heading to annapolis today from frederick to hang out, see the town, and grab some good food. Haven’t been to Annapolis since a field trip in middle school or elementary school… Looking to eat some seafood, hopefully near the water. We’re celebrating 100 days sober today so drinking will not be on our agenda ;) not too worried about hanging around bars as we are pretty confident in our ability to not drink. Wondering if there’s anything cute or fun we could do on a tuesday afternoon/evening. TIA!!!
Edit: had no idea the blue angels were practicing today. very happy i asked reddit before deciding to just jet on over there (pun intended). thank you all… next week definitely sounds better.
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2024.05.21 16:28 holeinwater Day 33 of picking a favorite MM lyric: Styrofoam Boots/It’s All Nice On Ice Alright, The Lonesome Crowded West

Day 33 of picking a favorite MM lyric: Styrofoam Boots/It’s All Nice On Ice Alright, The Lonesome Crowded West
Yesterdays winning lyric was “well I’ll go to college and I’ll learn some big words, I’ll talk real loud goddamn right I’ll be heard.” We have reached the end of the Lonesome Crowded West today with Styrofoam Boots/It’s All Nice On Ice. Drop your favorite lyrics or vote for your favorite below!
❗️❗️❗️REMEMBER❗️❗️❗️ Check the comments for your lyric BEFORE commenting yourself and upvote if someone already posted it. I will NOT be compiling votes for the same lyric on different comments.
Alright y’all - we are going verse by verse, song by song, album by album picking our favorite lyrics off of every song from every album in order.
Previously I did not specify when I asked for favorite “lyrics.” Some folks have submitted verses, and some folks have submitted whole stanzas. The purpose of this is to get single verses (maaaaaaybe two lines), but not a whole stanza/paragraph worth of lyrics.
Quick reminder that a VERSE is “a single line in a poem” (in our case songs) and a STANZA is “a distinct set of lines in a poem” (in our case songs).
Example:
Stanza: “Well we scheme, and we scheme, but we always blow it We've yet to crash, but we still might as well enjoy it Standing at a light switch to each east and west horizon Every dawn you're surprising And the evening was consoling saying ‘See it wasn't quite as, bad as’”
Verse: “we’ve yet to crash but we still might as well enjoy it.”
So with that cleared up, drop your favorite line below and others will upvote their favorites!
Rules:
  1. Don’t be a dick! Everyone is entitled to their own opinion and your opinion does not invalidate theirs.
  2. Read the comments to look for your lyric before you post and upvote accordingly. I will NOT be compiling different comments with the same lyrics and adding upvotes together.
  3. This is supposed to be FUN! Engage with your community, share your stories or experiences, and spend some time appreciating the lyricism.
  4. At the end, we will have a vote-off of the favorite lyrics from every album, then those lyrics will face off against all the other albums, and we will find out what the ultimate fan favorite Modest Mouse lyric is.
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2024.05.21 16:21 dontknowwhysusp Small update: thanks for the help! Now the "boring" middle

Hey everyone! I'm now over 400k NW and I just turned 30.
Last time I posted 8 months ago, I was asking to make sure my decision to all-in on my MBD401k was a good idea and that my head was on straight. Consensus was yes.
No question this time, just an update (for myself?). No getting lucky with NVDIA or GME or crypto. I stuck to the plan: Since then, I have held 100% of my paychecks since then to catch up 401k contributions for 2023 (Ended up saving 62k total with majority coming at the EOY) and am about to max out my 401k contributions for this year up to 69k (limit). I also switched to a HDHP to quality for a HSA! These contributions were fueled by a promotion during the stretch. I have been living off of my savings.
Additionally, last time, I did not include my equity last time which further “accelerated” my journey to 400k nor did I include my car in my net worth. Which brings me nicely into my other update during this time: My splurge was upgrading to a new car (the biggest sin, I know) but at least I paid it off in full and I get free charging at work. It's a new EV (2024 Tesla Model Y LR) where I was able to take advantage of the tax incentive (7.5k), traded in an old ICE (for 9.5k credit), and sold my 07 Civic (6k). In one move, I was able to down-size, stopped a line of insurance, and future proof myself for a couple years (which is negated by the higher insurance cost and registration fees lol, hopefully the gas savings really make a difference)
Income incl bonus:
Investments:
Expenses remain low with much lifestyle creep. I plan to continue the HSA, entirely max out my 401k yearly and invest the rest in my brokerage. Continuing playing APPL. And in the near future, my girlfriend will graduate from nursing school and start bringing in a hefty income! Here we go, "boring middle." Can't wait for that first green cash stack.
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2024.05.21 16:15 Rambooctpuss RYM Greatest Albums Of All Time: #151-Megadeth-Rust In Peace (1990)

RYM Greatest Albums Of All Time: #151-Megadeth-Rust In Peace (1990)
Megadeth-Rust In Peace
Megadeth always felt like Metallica’s lil brother even though in my eyes they have had just as much of an impact on the metal scene. Dave Mustaine knows how to write a heavy melodic groove and he is unapologetic in his beliefs and integrity of metal music. Some people complain about his voice but I always like it. Rust In Peace is considered their best album. I prefer their second album Peace Sells. Maybe someday we will get around and talk about that one. I am just happy a greatest album list includes metal music as lists like the Rolling Stone and Apple completely disregard the genre.
The album opens with “Holy Wars…The Punishment Due” right away that heavy dense Megadeth sound blasts out onto your speakers. The song is inspired by the Northern Ireland movement to break away from the UK. the song is also inspired by the Marvel Character The Punisher. “Hangar 18” has the chop[y fast riff that encompasses the whole song. The song of course is about the mysterious base in Arizona that is supposed to house UFOs. The chorus is one of the catchiest the band will ever record. This is top tier Megadeth. “Take No Prisoners” has this heavy dense speed metal groove. It is just unrelenting in its heaviness, a perfect title for this track. I think Take No Prisoners, Take No Shit is Mustaine’s mantra. “Five Magics” is one of the few times that Megadeth have ventured into fantasy lyrically. David Ellefson has some great bass lines on this track. “Poison Was The Cure '' tackles Mustiane’s alcohol and heroin addiction. “Lucretia” is about a ghost that lived in Mustaine attic who he would visit every night. It has these high end guitar tones that I love. “Tornado Of Souls” is about the breakup between Mustaine and his then fiance. Marty Friedman has one of the great metal guitar solos ever on this track. “Dawn Patrol” is a quick, dense track. Mustaine's voice is as low as it could possibly go and Elfefson bass and drummer Menza rhythms rule this track. The album closes with “Rust In Peace ...Polaris” addresses one of the band’s favorite topics: Nuclear destruction. Polaris is a type of nuclear missile. The title was inspired by a bumper sticker Munstaine saw that said may all your Nuclear weapons rust in peace.
If I am going to put together Metal albums everyone should listen to I am going to put this one near the top of that list. It deserves all the praise it gets plus more. These early Megadeth albums were so amazing. They hold up decades later. Metallica might get all the acclaim but Megadeth deserves credit of maintaining the workmen like consistency to the the thrash metal genre.
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2024.05.21 16:04 Fantastic_Bend8330 About how long did everyone/loved ones spend in each level of the Rancho Los Amigos Scale? (Grade 3 DAI/3 GCS)

Some backstory: My brother(20) was in a motorcycle accident and was a 3 on the GCS and has a confirmed grade 3 DAI, shattered femur and arm. He was medically kept under for about a week because he was going through surgeries back to back for days. He's gone through levels 1-3 on the RLAS over the course of the last 2 weeks since his last surgeries and is now in level 4. He is very agitated and very confused. He isn't very coherent when speaking and says confusing things, he seems to be having delusions. When the TV is on he sometimes will think he is doing the things in the movie/show, and will get angry because we aren't helping him get things done. He accuses us of speaking gibberish to him, he accuses us of purposefully messing with him, like spinning his TV, which we weren't doing. When we tell him we aren't doing that he argues. He told us there was 2 TVs which I assume is a sign he's having double vision. He is also very repetitive. Sometime he enjoys his music playing but he will get angry saying were playing the same songs over and over again but will be saying over and over repetitively for 8 minutes straight. I visit him 6 days a week but he told me that when I leave I am gone for weeks and was angry that I leave him alone for weeks and never come back. I did some picture cards with him, which he said he wanted to try to do, he clearly struggled to recall the names of the items and would get very agitated saying I was not letting him answer or I was switching the cards or I was trying to confuse him on purpose. He was able to identify one of the cards which was a carrot but he called it a green carrot. And then every card after that one when he tried to recall the name of the item he just said greencarrotcard and then would stumble and then attack me for not helping him or not giving him time to answer(when I had not interrupted or said anything). He asked me to tell him the name of the item on another card and was able to repeat it after I told him, but he was only able to do this once. He has been unable to name anyone but seems to recognize people. He remembered lyrics to one of his favorite songs when we played it for him. He was moved from ICU to SDU to a regular hospital room this week (I assume because he is physically healed a lot from his surgeries) and I haven't been able to speak to his doctors or anyone doing any kind of therapy with him because they haven't been there when I've been visiting after work and the nurses that aren't in the ICU don't seem to really understand what's going on with him. One of them asked us if he's able to follow commands when taking medicine and asked about his agitation which made me feel like she didn't know about his TBI before we explained it to her. He is strapped down on his working arm and sometimes his abdomen because he will pull off his leads and tubes which is obviously a source of frustration but a necessary one I understand.
I understand these are all normal with his injuries. And he seems to be very textbook level 4 on the RLAS. I have been reading everyone's stories on this forum and its been very helpful. The doctors hadn't explained the RLAS or anything about his recovery except that everyone's recovery is different but it could take a year or more for him to recover. I've been reading people who have gone through very similar things or had loved ones go through very similar things and its been very comforting knowing these things are relatively normal for people with his injuries and that people can recover to having a quality of life.
But I've seen a lot of different things with how long people spend in each level, some people seem to be in levels 1-3 for months and some people just a day or 2. Obviously the later levels will take longer to go through but I was hoping everyone could explain about how long they/loved ones spent in each level. I was also wondering if some peoples progression on the scale halt or permanently stop sometimes on middle levels. Its hard to not feel like this is what he is always going to be like. Its only been 3 weeks and he seems to be progressing relatively well for someone who came in as a 3 GCS. I know a lot of the time people who come in as a 3 GCS don't wake up at all and I am very grateful he is where he is but its almost harder seeing him awake and so lost and confused and not himself. I know every TBI is different but I would just like some more information on what is possible for him and what I should be prepared for.
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2024.05.21 15:47 landlocked_throwaway The Sadness is On Me

As the child of middle-American white people, the kind of family that forgot who they were and where they came from once they got here, almost my entire life has been a search for identity. Not in the angsty teenage sense that found so many of us stoned in suburban basements trading minor, unoriginal insights as glorious revelations from barely dipping our toes in the real world. I've never been able to find much out about my paternal lineage, but the past decade or so I'd thrown myself hard into the Irish identity of my mother's family. They aren't overtly or openly Irish, but at least the lineage is apparent and traceable. At times, that identity has given perspective, purpose, and meaning, like the uncomfortable "White Privilege" political discourses at Thanksgiving. Y'know, fun shit like that.
Like a lot of people, I grew up in some fucked up things. I don't think it's of any particular use to itemize or describe those circumstances but I've known much of violence, violation, and a variance of heartbreak. These things are not unique to me.
I've struggled relentlessly with self-worth for most of my life. Since my early childhood. I cannot say it's entirely bad, but I suppose the wonderful times (which have truly been wonderful; I've been afforded some experiences lots of people haven't in life) are still outweighed by the negative. The dark parts are markedly dark and abundant. In the midst of this self-discovery journey, I held out hope for a long time that I would make it back home. Back to see Ireland, the Small Sea...visit the East End of Glasgow to see where my family fled, before they made the trans-Atlantic journey to lose themselves in American identity. Venture to Northern Ireland to see the H-Block, where James Sands starved himself in protest against English occupation. Purpose and dignity in the harsh Atlantic seaboard, where it can be said that there's no sadness quite like a Celtic sadness.
I think of this often when I think about the English word 'home' and the layers of meaning it conjures. How we tie it not just to a building, but to family. Warmth, comfort, safety and security. Those sentiments can all come sprawling forth from those four letters. In Irish Gaelic, there are probably four or five different words for this based on context, and I remember how difficult I found Irish at first because there is no possessive verb meaning 'to have'; things are either at, on, or with you. In English, the word 'sorry' comes from 'sorrow', or more specifically being full of sorrow on account of oneself. Colloquialism and the evolution of language brought us a more direct way to apologize in both menial day-to-day interaction and times we genuinely must feel awful for what we've done. English is like that, full of matter-of-fact efficiency.
To say "I'm sorry" in Irish now, you would say "tá brón orm", which I guess most literally translates to say "sadness is on me". To say you were sad at the moment, you would say "tá mé brónach", more literally "I am sadness".
I think a lot about Ireland lately. You cannot run away from your problems entirely, no, but I do think you can change your environment. I think about history, of people repeatedly forced into economic exile for centuries, losing their language and constantly occupied by foreign rule. There's been a melancholy in how I exist that probably owes a great deal to this lineage but I've failed to see it, much less harness it. I wish I'd taken a more particular and driven interest in the language before it was too late, especially as I don't think there's a more accurate description of what I feel but for how the Irish say 'sorry'.
The sadness is on me.
In Scottish Gaelic, the word 'cianalas' is one of nostalgia, of profound longing and homesickness...in Welsh, 'hiraeth'. In English, the sappy and sentimental of whom I find myself amongst often liken the word 'home' to people. We find a home in someone, in a person who purposefully made a space for us in the last place we expect to find it. There was a time when I had found this. I was too cocky, too smart for my own good, too sure I'd outgrown the fucked up that I'd come from. I thought I fell too far from it to let the wood rot of my family tree creep in.
I didn't just lose my home. There were no tragic circumstances. I acted poorly, disgracefully, selfishly and in bathed in a darkness inside me I never knew I was capable of. I didn't just lose my home, I set it aflame and burned it to nothing, kicking about in the ashes after and I've still got the nerve to live each day tinged with a deeper grief and sadness than I never knew existed. In this life, I am both the Irish and the English.
The sadness is on me.
It's no longer a profound sadness that longs for the fogged beauty of inland bog or rocky sea shore, or the beautiful person who rivaled such wonder. It's a sadness that aches, that has outpaced time to settle deep in my bones before father time could take my joints. It taunts me to look at what I've done, what I've become, in a dark home with dusty mirrors. Stalks me while I walk my dog. It tells me that everything in the world is a loaded gun in my hands and to use it on myself before hurt someone else again. It tells me that I still have potential and that I will waste it all.
I have been a liar, a cheater, a disgrace. I have acted in direct defiance of everything I thought I believed and I never knew I was capable. I don't know of any other way to fix this.
The sadness is on me.
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2024.05.21 15:46 Whatsausernamedude Any controllers that pass through OTG, and preferably have a headphone jack?

I'd like to use my old phone as an emulation device. The problem is that it only has 64GB of storage, so I'd need to expand it, but it doesn't have a MicroSD slot. I want to use one of those controllers where you put the phone in the middle, and I've seen that many of them have a USB-C port but it only supports charging, not OTG, which I'd need to plug in a drive.
It'd also be nice if it's possible to somehow connect it to the headphone jack of the phone so I can use wired headphones. I imagine this will be more difficult, but that isn't 100% necessary, and if it has OTG y might be able to connect headphones that way, and if not I can always use Bluetooth.
I know the easiest way would be to use a regular controller and something that holds the phone, but I want it to be portable and that kind of defeats the purpose.
Is there any device like this?
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2024.05.21 15:41 LongLiveTurtles Sternum pain for months

Hi all, hoping somebody can steer me into the right direction. Here are some demographics about myself first!
I am a 24 y/o male who has been experiencing chest pain particularly in the sternum location just in the middle of the chest for months, on and off not constantly. The pain is usually best described as if somebody is pushing their thumb into my sternum. Sometimes it’s sharp, but that’s rarely. The pain sometimes also branches out to the side of the sternum both left and right side usually not at the same time usually one side or the other.
I’ve mentioned this to multiple doctors before and of course since it’s pain in the chest they ran lots of tests (thankfully) I’ve gotten EKGs, blood tests to check for troponin, and D-Deimer, x-rays, I was then referred to a cardiologist who’s done multiple tests too. He’s done am echo, stress test, stress echo, holter, and even did a calcium CT scan. All came back unremarkable, he’s mentioned time he has no worries about my heart. I’ve had all these tests done within the last few months. Which I am extremely grateful for. It subsided for a few weeks probably even a month or two but now the pain comes back. it started back up three days ago. And I’m just confused what can be causing this?
I’ve gotten hit by a car when I was riding my bike back in 2019 so I was given a diagnosis of costochondritis but some physicians seems to butt heads about it and say it doesn’t last that long, and some say it can be chronic and come intermittently and have “flare ups” due to certain factors. I’ve received differential diagnosis of GI related issues as well. I’m just confused on what’s going on, I don’t want to keep being the boy who cries wolf and run for help every time I get these chest pains.
I work a desk job sadly so I feel like my posture could be a little bad? I try my best to get up and move around though, and to stretch as well.
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2024.05.21 14:56 Crazy-Concern8080 Hearts and Minds 4: When All is Said - (Part 5)

Even if you don’t speak the first time, just being with other people who can understand you will help.
First
Previous
You know the drill: credit to SpacePaladin15 for the universe.
Thank you JulianSkies for proofreading.
Memory Transcription Subject: Billy Marsh, Dirt
Date [Standardized Human Time]: March 29, 2142
Why the hell couldn’t I get rid of Gillab? I wanted him gone, he was ruining everything, and he is even technically trespassing in my house. I could easily get him removed with a simple nine-one-one call, so why couldn’t I just do it? Is there something else wrong with my head? Another problem I needed to deal with?
I wish I had some alcohol. Something to take my mind off of this. The memories were starting to come back more and more as well, last night was the worst sleep I have had in a while. The night terrors I once kept away with liquor had returned, something that scared Gillab half to death. He said that I was screaming bloody murder in my sleep, but just like every other time I’ve had a night terror, I couldn’t even remember a single detail.
But that didn’t matter now, what did was trying to give a decent first impression. I don’t know why, it’s not like I care, but I found myself wanting to look halfway presentable for the veterans’ meetup. Maybe I didn’t want others to waste their time worrying about me. Yeah, that was it. They shouldn’t need to worry about dirt like me. Still, I promised to ‘go through the motions,’ so here I was.
I didn’t really know how to describe the building, it almost looked like a warehouse. Short and wide, from the outside one would assume it was just another warehouse, but the inside had been turned into a community center. It was probably just another one of the overbuilt buildings that had been repurposed. There were tones of those around as architects and city planners would miscalculate how many of a certain type of building were needed. Many places were repurposed, this was just another.
I stopped at the door and looked over to Gillab. “This isn’t going to do anything. I’m just wasting time here.”
“No, you aren’t. Even if you don’t realize it, you are healing. Even just walking around outside of your house and eating a half-decent meal has helped, I can see that. You aren’t nearly as angry today as you were yesterday. Now go on, while you are doing this I’m going to run some errands for you. You need real food in your house.”
“Don’t bother, I don’t know how to cook.”
“Then we will learn. I don’t know how to cook Human food either. Kirala is the chef of the house.”
I thought to ask who Kirala was, but bit my tongue. I’m not supposed to care. “Whatever, I’m going in now.”
“See you soon Billy.”
I shut the door behind me and took stock of the room around me. It was a waiting area complete with inoffensive paintings and beige seats. At the opposite end of the room was a woman sitting behind a counter, typing away on a computer. Taking a deep breath, I walked up to talk to her.
“Hello, uhm, I’m here for the veterans’ group therapy session.”
“Oh course, that’ll be down that hall. Room number three, it should be on your left.”
I tried to stop bouncing my leg. “Thank you.”
I didn’t wait for a response and started down the hall, feeling a pit grow more and more in my stomach. What if this goes wrong? What if I just cause more problems? What if I ruin more people’s lives? What if I just make it worse?
I stopped in front of the door, my leg bouncing constantly. This was wrong, I shouldn’t be here. I’m unhelpable, I should just leave. Gillab said he was running errands, he wouldn’t even know that I skipped it.
The pit in my stomach began clearing as I turned away, but I couldn’t even take a single step before I stopped.
No, that’s wrong. I made a promise to Gillab, so I have to do this. Not for me, but for him. Even if I’m useless, I should still respect others.
But I could just lie, he wouldn’t know any better.
But what if he finds out?
Getting chewed out later is much easier than going through with this.
Isn’t this supposed to help though?
Do you think I deserve help?
Why… why shouldn’t I?
Because of what I’ve done. Who I've hurt. Who I have killed. The lives I have ruined trying to help them. If I was anything other than dirt, I could have saved so many more and ruined so few. Now stop stalling, and walk-
“Do you need help, sir?”
My heart plummeted and the bouncing immediately started. I turned around nervously, trying to form a single cohesive thought. A man was standing halfway in the doorway.
Don’t bother him, just say that I’m in the wrong spot.
“Uhh… N-”
My voice caught in my throat, almost causing me to cough.
“Y-yes. Is this the v-veterans’ therapy thing?”
Why did I say that?
The man stepped out of the doorway, a small smile now on his face. “Yep, this is it. You must be Billy, right? Charlotte told me that you were going to start showing up. I’m Richard, and yes, my friends call me Dick.”
Richard stuck out his hand. I stared at it for a split second before realizing I needed to shake it. As I did, I realized that it felt wrong. It was too tough to be a normal Human hand, it was almost like metal.
I looked up from the hand. “Y-you’re an amputee too?”
Richard smiled widely. “Sure am. Lost it on Sillis to an Arxur. I can see - feel - that you lost an arm as well.”
“Yeah… I’d prefer n-not to talk about it.”
Richard lost his smile, but not his courtesy. “I understand. I wasn’t able to even look at mine for a long time. Quite a few were just as unfortunate as us, a number of them come to these sessions as well. Would you like to step in? I was only going to leave to grab some refreshments.”
“S-sure. Yeah. I’ll find a seat.”
“Great, I’ll be right back.”
Richard departed for the end of the hall, leaving me standing awkwardly in front of the door. I could feel the pit begin to grow again and my leg started to bounce furiously.
Why did I say yes? Why did I say yes? Why did I say yes? Why did I say yes?
I’m in too deep now to back out, all I can do is go through the motions. It’s just motions. Just another step. One more breath. That’s all I have to do.
I stepped into the room, keeping my head lowered the entire time. There were three other people in the room, chatting idly with one another. Two Humans were chatting together, only briefly pausing to glance at me before starting right back up. The Venlil looked up from his phone and patted the seat next to himself, inviting me to sit next to him.
I sighed internally and made my way over, not wanting to set myself apart as the outcast. The Venlil watched me sit and only started talking when I was settled in. “Hi, I’m Tunek.”
I gave him a short nod, looked away, and realized I was supposed to give my own name. “I-I’m Billy.”
Tunek watched my hand for a moment, before leaning back in his chair. “So, is this your first time being at one of these?”
I nodded quickly. “Yes. I’m only here because of a friend.”
Tunek nodded. “Hey, as long as it gets you here. Just taking the first step is all it takes to start the journey. I stole that from Dick, but don’t tell him I said that.”
I nodded. “Sure.”
Tunek tilted his head in concern and moved to respond, but Richard returned just before he could speak. “Alright, I’m back with the waters and the snacks, why don’t we all grab one before we start?”
Everyone but me left their spot to grab something from the cooler that Richard brought back. The two Humans returned to their seats with some water and a cereal bar each, but Tunek hesitated when he started to return. He took a step, paused when he saw me, and turned back to grab another water and snack bar. He must have been hungry.
I looked down at myself as he walked back. Even if I was hungry, I didn’t deserve something to eat. My suffering was my punishment for what I had done and what I had failed to do. I don’t know why I’m here, I don’t deserve to get better. I’m just dirt, I should just-
“Here you go.”
I looked up to see Tunek handing me a bottle of water and a piece of fruit leather. Tentatively, I reached out and grabbed them. “How’d you know I was hungry?”
Tunek shrugged. “A hunch. It’s a little early for dinner and a bit after lunch and I figured I would be peckish around this time so you might be as well.”
I set the water bottle to the side and peeled open the fruit leather. “Thanks…”
“No problem.”
Richard took a sip of his water as I took my first bite, setting the bottle aside as he began to speak. “Alighty, now that everyone has something to keep them awake, I can start talking. As you might have noticed, we have a new member joining us today. So why don’t we all introduce ourselves? John, do you want to start with a name and a little about yourself?”
The man with short, brown-blonde hair sat up straight. “Sure, I’ll get this started. I’m John, I served the UN for four years before we made first contact, but only served for one after. I’m an only father, but I like to think that my wife is looking down from heaven trying to guide me. However, with how old Rachel is, it feels less like guiding and more strength-giving. Oh, and I hate the taste of lemons. I think that’s about it.”
The mention of lemons caused my stomach to tie itself in a knot. James always hated the taste of lemons. Just another reminder of how useless I am.
The man to the left of John smiled. “I guess it’s my turn. My name is Carter. I served the UN for three years until I was discharged for repeated disorderly conduct. I was in a bad spot for a while, but with the help of Dick here I got out of it. Well, start getting out of it. I still have some… flare-ups, but that’s why I’m here.”
Carter smiled, but it was sad. Tunek let him have his moment of silence, encouraging the veteran to be with his emotions for a moment, before starting his own introduction. “Well, I guess you already know my name, but for the sake of completion, I’ll say it again. I’m Tunek. I served the Venlil Space Force for around one Earth year before first contact, where I served with the UN until the conflict with the Yulpa on Grenelka. I… well… after that I couldn’t serve anymore. Something else… I’ve always wanted to learn how to play an instrument properly, but never had the drive to do it. That’s about it for me. Dick, since you were so kind to leave yourself for last, I think it’s your turn.”
Richard chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it is. Well, like I said earlier, my name is Richard, but don’t be afraid to call me Dick. I come from a military family and have always known the dangers of signing up, but that didn’t stop me. I didn’t realize that the war was affecting me until Milieu. Then and there I knew what needed to be done. Once the war was over, I went straight to work creating this.”
Richard paused for a moment to catch his breath. ”I knew that therapists were going to be swamped and many veterans were going to be left behind, so I took what little experience and knowledge I had with my military family and used it to help as many as I could. So now I meet with tons of veterans throughout the week to help them adjust to civilian life and overcome their internal struggles. I’m glad that you have joined us today and hope that we give a good first impression.”
I wasn’t ready for him to stop talking and scrambled to get my words out. “Y-yeah. So far everyone seems nice.”
“Well, if it’s good for you then it’s good for me. With that all out of the way, why don’t we jump right in? I’m not the type to beat around the bush. Let’s start with a simple recap of the week. How have you all been this last week? Any wins, losses, jumps, or setbacks? Remember, there’s no judgment here. We are all suffering together, but we heal together as well.”
The room was silent for a moment, everyone looking for someone else to start the chain, before Carter spoke up. “I guess I’ll go first, if you’ll let me.”
Richard sat down. “Of course Carter, whenever you are ready.”
Carter nodded and propped himself up on his elbows. “I, uh… I had another meltdown, on Wednesday. It came out of nowhere. Happened in the middle of the supermarket, I thought I was… I managed to make it home in time before it really started, but just barely. I was hardly in my room before I started bawling. I… I feel so alone sometimes. I can be in the middle of the supermarket and feel like I’ve been stranded on an island alone f-for years. I m-miss them so much. Y-you all have made it easier, but sometimes… Sometimes it’s too much.”
John placed a hand on Carter’s back and Richard offered a concerned look. “If you ever feel like that, feel free to call me.”
Carter sniffled and wiped away a forming tear. “I know, I know. You’ve told me before, and I almost did, but I thought that you wouldn’t need me bothering you in the middle of the day.”
“Carter, you know I would drop anything to come to your help. Only me dying could stop me.”
Carter leaned back in his chair and laughed even as he wiped away another tear. “Thank you, Dick, but please don’t go dying. You’re too nice for that.”
Richard smiled. “I don’t plan on it anytime soon, Carter. I still have so many more people to help.”
After a moment of silence, John took the initiative and started his own story. “I had a pretty big win this last week. I finally made it through a whole week without having suicidal thoughts.”
Richard smiled widely. “That's wonderful! I told you that you were making progress.”
“I know, but sometimes I feel like I have no purpose anymore. It’s overwhelming. My daughter is old enough to care for herself, I’m only working a menial labor job, I can’t find any hobbies to enjoy… I feel like nothing.”
“But you aren’t ‘nothing,’ you are you. And there is only one of you. I can’t go out and find another John, or another Carter, or Tunek, or Billy. You are all unique, and losing you would be a tragedy.”
Before I could stop myself, I spoke. “Am I really worth saving?”
Everyone went silent for a moment, caught off guard by my words. After Richard deciphered the sudden question, he gave a response with absolute certainty. “Absolutely. There is nothing in this world that can’t be forgiven or overcome.”
“Are you sure? After the things I’ve done… forget I said anything.”
Richard shook his head. “I can’t do that, Billy. I can’t willingly ignore someone in need.”
“I don’t need help. I’m getting exactly what I deserve for what I have done.”
“And what have you done?”
“I… I don’t want to talk about it.”
Richard sighed. “That’s okay, for now. Eventually, you will have to come to terms with it, but for now, you can just listen if you want to.”
“Yeah. I think I’m just going to listen.”
I leaned back and crossed my arms, letting Tunek speak his mind. “I think I know what you are going through. Not the specifics, but I think I can get a general idea.”
“No, I don’t think you do.”
Tunek was silent for a moment, before looking away from me and speaking. “I was on the Cradle when it fell, and on Sillis when the Arxur raided it, and on Milieu fighting off the Kolshians. I tried to save as many people as I could, but in the end, I could only make their passing less painful. I couldn’t even save my partner. I froze in the moment. I could have saved him. But I was frozen in fear. His death is entirely on my shoulders. I’m still fighting that to this day.”
I stared at Tunek for a second, before turning away and sighing. They didn’t know what I was going through, no one could. They didn’t know my crimes, if they did they would kick me out. Their problems, no matter how real, were nothing compared to mine. They still could be helped, I couldn’t.
Could I? If all these people could heal, why couldn’t I?
Because my crimes are too severe.
I… yeah…
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2024.05.21 14:29 AmorphousExpert I need help understanding how to transition from expressing myself and listening empathically to their response, back to my needs.

If you are in the middle of trying express yourself (maybe you are using NVC well, maybe you aren't), and your partner responds in Jackal, so you put your current needs on hold and then say "Are you feeling 'x' because you are needing 'y'?" and you get affirmation you are correct (ie: they were needing to feel heard and understood and you understood this correctly), how do you transition back to yourself and resolving your current issue? Particularly if they aren't versed in NVC and aren't trying to be empathetic to your needs.
In other words, I'm having a hard time seeing the link between me guessing at their feelings and needs in a moment of pain for me, and then me getting my needs met. Particularly because I have trauma around always feeling like I have to put my needs on hold to address the other person's concern over what I said or how I said it (previous Jackal thoughts) and not feeling heard and understood.
Is the answer that once the other person feels heard and understood then they are more likely to help to meet your needs?
What's the transition language supposed to look like at that time to then bring you back to resolving your original concern and discuss your own current needs?
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2024.05.21 14:06 Anonymotron42 The Unofficial Rush R50 Reddit Daily Song Poll #144: The Larger Bowl

The Larger Bowl (A Pantoum) Released as a radio promo single in 2007 is the fourth song on the eighteenth studio album Snakes & Arrows (2007). How do you rate this tune? The options go from skippable (You can almost see the circuits blowing) to superb (The treasure of a life).
Writing credits: Music: Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Lyrics: Neil Peart
Band member reflection: "Lyrically it's a pantoum. I think it takes lines two and four of every four-line stanza and makes them the first and third of the next. Or the first and second of the next. I never get that quite right. It's something Neil has been working with for a long time, lyrically, how to use the device. And the music is written in a way that it's looping. It's only four chords, but they keep looping through the whole song." -Alex in Martin Popoff's book Driven: Rush in the '90s and 'In the End' (2021)
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