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2023.06.07 03:51 ifyoureoffendedgtfo Cast shaking & bonded betrayal
Breed: tuxedo cat
Body weight: 10.7 lbs
Hx: no prior health concerns, broke her radius/ulna, surgical repair with plates
Clinical signs: cast shaking
Duration: 30-60 second intervals
My sweet, little kitty girl (3f) badly broke her radius/ulna and had plates put in last Thursday. She has a cast and gets a bandage change in a few days. Last dose of buprenex was today. Gabapentin Q2-3x for the next 7 weeks.
Does shaking her cast indicate more pain? It’s occurring a lot more today compared to since her accident. It’s short bursts of shaking it and sometimes a chill/shiver runs thru the rest of her body. I asked my vet before surgery (bone reduction cast was on). We got side tracked before it was addressed.
Has a great appetite/thirst and is voiding properly. She’s very snuggly after I get home from work but isn’t today and is napping in her sister’s closet bed right now (she misses her, see below).
She is bonded with another cat (2f) who has been hissing and swatting at her (and me) since the surgery. I’m keeping them separated and I’m always supervising my injured girl. It appears normal from google and due to meds changing her smell. Is there a possibility my younger cat will always be like this when her sister is healed? She’s (2f) always been the more feral of the pair. I have an anxiety disorder so, I wanted to check in and hear your professional experiences. Thank you.
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2023.06.07 03:34 P1nkPanther_ Do I stay or do I go
Ok so throwaway account for reasons to be explained. Long one here, please bare with me. Also potential trigger warning for abuse survivors and SA survivors
I f18 need some advice. My bf ( also 18 ) and I have been dating for nearly 4 and 1/2 months. It's been rocky to say the least. Within the first 24 hours of us getting together, I received death threats from his ex. She mocked my disability ( I have seizures ) and criticized my appearance, saying and I quote " I look like a down syndrome [email protected]
". I know, she's lovely. She threatened to burn my house with my dog and disabled mum in. At one point, I told him that I felt there were three people in the relationship and how I was worried over his ex that he continued to talk to. It lead to a massive argument and left me feeling like 2nd best to her. ( does that make me a green eyed monster of jealousy? ) eventually after a while of arguing and my mental health spiraling, he finally blocked her. Or so I thought at the time. She then sent me messages on another account of hers and threatened me again and called me toxic for asking him to block her. I've made it clear, he can talk to anyone but I don't feel comfortable him speaking to her as she emotionally manipulated him and was just a horrid person. A few weeks ago, he was feeling unwell and wanted me to reply to his friend ( who is also friends with the ex😬 ). We have both mine and his fingerprints on each phone, we have always been open like that. I replied to the friend and saw 8 ball pool at the top of the messages. I was confused as he says he doesn't really like the game and only really plays it because of me. I got curious and scrolled up. I saw he said he was speaking to the ex in the chat. I was fuming to say the least. I waited, and pulled him aside and asked if had been in contact with her. HE LIED AND SAID HE HADNT SPOKEN TO HER SINCE HE BLOCKED HER. I revealed what I saw and he tried to spin it on me for snooping. I quickly shut that down and told him we had always been open and he agreed. I told him the only reason he was annoyed is because he had been caught. I made it clear that I felt betrayed as he lied to me which is my biggest no no. He then revealed he was communicating with her on other platforms, where he had previously blocked her. His excuse is he needed someone to talk to. He eventually did admit he knew what he did was wrong but he didn't seem too apologetic about it all. We had had an argument a few days before hand and I was mentally trying to recover, so we didn't speak much not to mention I've been quite busy recently. He then said he hadn't technically lied as I had found out. I won't lie, I was really low and debated self harming, which I haven't done in a long time. This is has understandably really annoyed my mum. Now, he knows all of this and basically shrugged it off and made it clear he wouldn't block her. She remains unblocked. During the first few weeks of the relationship, there was a lot of pinching from him, which left me with a lot of bruises that concerned my mum. After many conversations, he finally stopped ( mostly ) pinching me. But, then started squeezing and bending my hands, especially if I pointed out flaws on my body. ( I had surgery on my right hand 18 months ago due to a lump on my wrist, so this can be really painful )Now, I'm a curvy girl. I'm what could be classed as fat, something which I do say sometimes. I'm proud of my body, and I'm not going to sugar coat my weight. ( pun intended ). Fat is just a word and it DOES NOT define me. Now, I tried to communicate about the pinching, which was as useful as a chocolate tea spoon with him. So instead, I started pinching back and when he would say ow that hurt id respond by saying now do you understand my point. This has seemed to be effective. It's not something I'm proud of but I'm not going to play helpless victim and tolerate being hurt. Another issue I have is I spoke to his mum about some of my worries. He didn't like that. And after one of our arguments he cut himself. Then after about two days was making jokes about it to me, and showed me. Before this, I had no knowledge he had hurt himself.This put me, again, in a bad mental space. I tell my mum everything. She knows everything that is going on and thinks I need to leave while I still can. It isn't all bad though. He can be really sweet. We go on nice long walks and he's got this habit of kissing my hand, which makes me melt. He went on holiday and brought back the cutest bear that had a lovely personal message on. He is respectful of boundaries in the bedroom which is of course really important but more so with me due to my past. And in his own way I really do think he cares about me. I love his big goofy smile and I really do think we could work. When things are just me and him it's great but when we are around others, even if it's family he can be a right muppet. But I trust my mums opinion. So now I'm in a catch 22. I don't really want to lose him but I don't want the relationship to become toxic. I love him and his family. His family are pretty much on my side and keep telling him he has to sort stuff out.
I haven't obviously managed to explain everything, as there is a lot to unpack. But that's the general twist of our relationship. There is some things that should be noted. I was SAd by a friend of the family when I was 8 and it continued until I was about 13. My mum found out after I tried to take my own life when I was 15, before she became sick. It is something that does very much still impact me. I suffer with anxiety, depression and PTSD because of it. I haven't been close to men since it happened until my bf. This is my first relationship with a man. I have previously dated women. I mentioned earlier my mum is disabled. She nearly died when I was 15 and I'm a young carer because of this and haven't spent all my time with him like he sometimes wants. When I go over to his, I set off at about 7, as I normally cook tea at home. I then normally leave his at about 1pm the next day so I'm not home at an unreasonable time, so I can help out with things that need doing. Another thing is my dad died when I was two, so there isn't a lot of support. His dad died in early December 2022, something that is still quite recent and very much impacting him. I do wonder if that's why he behaves like this. But, being said, it's no excuse. And he refuses to get help, which I have said he needs to do.
I am worried he will find this and kick off for exposing private things as he has done previously when I have told my family why I'm so stressed but I don't know what to do. He told me it's private stuff and he doesn't want everyone knowing his personal business. To an extent I understand. But confiding in my family isn't like I am calling him all the names under the sun for the sake of it. It's people I know, love and trust.
If you have made it this far, it means I have decided to post this. Thank you for taking the time to hear me. I guess all that's left is; am I pushing him too much and making something out of probably nothing/am I the a-hole? And is this relationship worth the fight because right now, I really don't know. If you can give me advice, please do x
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2023.06.07 03:28 Slow-Butterfly2973 My boyfriend told me he has herpes
So I’m f (23) and this guy (31) and I really hit it off on the first, second, third date and we pretty much new off the rip how much we liked each other so we made it official last month. We’ve both been single for about 2 years so we both feel ready to be with someone again.
We’ve been seeing each other for about 2 months.. might sound crazy but it’s one of those “when you know, you know” kinda things.
Anyway, we started having sex pretty early on. I like that he’s older and know what he wants and he’s expressed how he could see a future with me and how all the things he likes about me, how I’m sweet and how i am just who he has been praying for.
The other night we were having a heart-to-heart convo after a long fun ass day of drinking. And we are super comfortable and giggly with each other all the time.
The heart to hear was about life and how he’s ready to be with someone, how he’s not dating me just to date me he’s dating me so that one day I’ll be his wife. IIRC (cause I was a little fucked up) he said something like “would you be with me if I had herpes) and since we’re always so giggly and jokey I kinda thought he was playing and I just brushed it off a bit and said “you don’t have herpes😂” LSS I went through his medicine drawer and saw acyclovir and since I took microbiology I knew it treated herpes so I asked him about it another day and he explained how he’s had it for 10 years and haven’t had an outbreak in about 3 or so years. He was born with HSV-1 and said he doesn’t even know where he got the genital ones from
I would have absolutely never known and I’ve seen every inch of his body.
I am just kinda scared because it’s all fresh right now and I know I like him so much but fuck.. what if shit doesn’t work out , he’s a bit older than me so like.. idfk . What if I never even get it though? What if I’m not sure of him? What if now this is why I’m not sure of him and I’m just projecting? Cause when I fall I fall so fucking hard and it sounds crazy but even 2 months in, If something happened to where we broke up I would be gutted. Im a Pisces and I just have so much love inside of me. He treats me great. Im just feeling so conflicted. Fuck. Help. Anything helps. MIC from my replies
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2023.06.07 03:27 itscoral Does anybody know if the Bath & Body Works Sunset Glow perfume lasts any longer than the mist? I really like the mist, but it only lasts like an hour on me. Thanks!
2023.06.07 03:23 lutherwriteshorror My childhood dog showed back up to my house after 30 years [Part 2]
My mother thinks it’s a miracle.
Yesterday my childhood dog showed up at my house after having disappeared thirty years ago, and I’ve been trying to figure out what is happening and what it means.
To say I’m unsettled would be an understatement.
I’m not on the best terms with my mother. We never had the best relationship, but she’s been pushing boundaries really terribly ever since my son was born. She’ll show up out of the blue demanding to spend time with him, demanding “grandmother privileges” without giving us any heads up or letting us prepare ourselves for company, she’ll take things from the house without asking, she tried to bully us into letting her move in, that sort of thing. It doesn’t bug me terribly, maybe because I’m used to it, but my wife has been on the verge of blowing up and banning her from our house for months.
So when I called her up to tell her about this dog that I could swear was Shadow, I should have braced for the worst.
She practically broke down the door rushing over to our house in a matter of minutes.
I couldn’t think of any distinguishing characteristics other than his dichromatic eyes and the fact that I’d never seen a dog that looked quite like him, but my mother remembered that Shadow had a missing toe on his left front paw, and we were always curious as to what had happened.
Sure enough, this returned Shadow was missing the same toe.
On that note, my mother has never been the least bit religious, but I think Shadow turning up after all these years is triggering some sort of conversion.
"It must be a sign. God wants us to have another shot with him," she said.
"You're religious now?" I asked.
"This is proof of something, isn't it? Your childhood dog, your best friend has returned after thirty years to protect your son. That's incredible!"
For once, she and my wife finally agree on something: we’re keeping “Shadow.” I’m leery as all hell about it, and what scares me more than anything i just how comfortable he’s making everyone else around him. Last night my wife and mother were watching television and eating popcorn with Shadow curled up at their feet. I swear, I haven’t seen them more at peace together than in that moment, and even I have to admit it makes me feel bad that I’m trying to deprive them of that, but there is something unnatural about this whole ordeal. Something bad.
It's like nobody is listening to reason.
Those hairs on the back of your neck that stand up from some signal deep in the mammalian brain, that tell you something is very wrong — get out of this situation now — alarm bells are going off, it feels like I'm the only one who has them in this family.
Apparently he showed up at our door while I was at work yesterday and my wife brought him in to get him a snack and some water. She's a dog person, so seeing the majestic animal panting at our doorstep she naturally trusted him and let him in.
"You brought in a wild animal with our infant son in the house?" I asked, honestly flabbergasted.
"He's not some wild wolf or something. He's a dog and very obviously a good one at that. I could just tell."
I remembered back to childhood, that gruff voice that came from Shadow detailing each gory moment of the scene that would happen if he chose to rip out my sister's throat, the flesh torn open, the blood drenching the cartoon pillowcase, the splatter on her curtains as he shook her windpipe like a dead rat. I looked at him, and the way he looked at me was as if he knew.
"Every moment he's in this house I'm going to be afraid of what he'll do." I told her.
"He's a good dog. Your mom says you were inseparable from him when you were a kid. What's changed?"
"Why is nobody listening to me? He was possessive of me but I was always terrified of him. I don't want him in our house." I said.
"You're being so irrational about this," she said.
Irrational? I'm sorry, I'm not convinced a dog can be thirty-seven years old.
My brain's not some cabinet of horrors. I get that I have the reputation in my family as still being some sort of imaginative child even though all that stopped thirty years ago, but it feels to me that these red flags I'm seeing everywhere are pretty obvious.
Honestly the worst thing is that after never being civil to each other for six and a half years my wife and mother are abruptly best friends. My wife even invited my mother to come stay with us for a while.
My wife and I were in the kitchen after dinner when she brought the idea up. I had been drying a plate and it slip out of my hands and broke on the floor.
"An extra pair of hands around the house won't hurt."
"An extra pair of hands and a drooling maw," I said. The dog looked up at me and I felt like it grabbed my voice.
I cleaned up the broken plate, downcast. The moment she brought it up I knew I'd already lost that argument. I've been burning through overtime at work to pay for childcare, but that's left so much extra housework for my wife that it's really not fair to her for me to argue on this. We need the help.
So in addition to worrying about this demon dog or whatever Shadow is, I'm having to move everything out of my office to make my mother a guest room, and the emotional dynamic of my marriage has completely shifted overnight.
Most of the things in my office I don't really use. I carried the files downstairs and had started the laborious project of trying to disassemble my wire shelves when I heard my son babbling in the other room. He was never this talkative.
I came into my son's room as the sun was dipping below the window and bathing the room in golden light. Shadow was there, but this time he was standing on his hind legs, almost as if he was human. His hair puffed up and he looked powerful, regal, wise. He stood there gazing at my son.
“No,” I said, “go back to where you came from. I don’t want you here.”
When he turned to look at me his eyes burned into mine with an intense stare, the reached into me and grabbed hold of something they found inside me. I couldn't move. An unbelievable feeling of calm washed over me and I left the room as though my body was on marionette strings.
As soon as I closed the door my paternal instincts took back over and I was immediately terrified that something was happening to my son. I yanked the door back open dreading the worst — what if the beast had carried him off, had taken him to some dark hole we would never find to eat his tender body — what if he'd come back again from some rotten hell to take everything from me and there was nothing I could do to stop him. But when the door flew open Shadow was sitting there as a regular dog, wagging his tail while my son said nonsense syllables to him.
But that wasn’t real. Something was off. It was like the scene was only in my imagination. My eyes, they weren’t even open, how could what I was seeing be real if my eyes weren’t even open?
I focused with everything I had. My body felt like it was moving through wet concrete — if I didn’t shuck it off right now it would solidify and I wouldn’t be able to regain control again.
I focused, even as something pushed back. I pushed with all my will to open my eyes and see what was actually happening in front of me.
I dredged up every ounce of courage I had against that beast, every ounce of resentment for the things he did to me in childhood. I remembered how he made me, an innocent little boy, push my sister down the stairs — how I’d never recovered my relationship with her.
No, I thought. I am an adult now, not some little boy who is constantly afraid.
I will see. I will, I told myself.
My eyes snapped open. I saw Shadow standing upright, bipedal, his back long, and straight, and strong, and he was holding my son, the back of his onesie caught on that animal’s teether. He looked at me with golden eyes, stared into me, but I refused to budge — I refused to let him back into me even an inch.
I realized he was frozen too. For some reason he couldn’t move while he was trying to exert his will over me. My son wriggled and I knew he was destined to fall any moment.
I pushed through the room, every step heavy and exhausting. I grabbed my son out of “Shadow’s” mouth and wrenched him free, and I backed out of the room.
As soon as I was free of the room I regained full control of my body and dashed down the stairs holding my infant son. I was going to get us out of this, no matter what my wife and mother thought.
I heard my wife’s voice call out to me from the kitchen as I was nearly out the door. “You cannot leave with him. He is not your son anymore. Shadow will be a better father to him than you could ever be. Shadow can keep him safe.”
It was my wife’s voice, but those weren’t her words. I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what, but even if she was deranged enough to claim Shadow was my son’s father, she wouldn’t have used those words.
“He’s done something to you. You have to resist. You have to break free.”
My mother came out of the kitchen carrying a pair of scissors as if they were knives, smiling.
“I’m so sorry,” I muttered. “I’m sorry I’m leaving you to him, but I have to make sure our son is safe. I’ll be back for you. I promise.”
I slammed the door and leapt in the car. In my bedroom window I saw Shadow watching me. I didn’t even want to know what his next move would be.
I drove until I was tired of driving and pulled into a parking lot to think and type this up. My son is sleeping in the car seat. For the moment, we’re safe, but where we can go from here, I have no idea.
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2023.06.07 03:20 TheSmogmonsterZX The Daughter that Follows - Chapter 27 - Reunited - Part 5
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“When you're in your darkest place, you give yourself hope and that's inner strength.” ― Uncle Iroh The Daughter that Follows Chapter 27 Reunited Part 5
“So, are we all ready?” Darius asked as he rolled out a second grill in his backyard. He had decided to host the mini-reunion for Alan and his friend.
“We are so friggin’ ready.” Kenji grinned. “I can almost taste the meat...”
“Why is he acting like he hasn’t had meat in forever?” Alan asked Brooklynn while pointing to her husband.
“I wish I knew, he has his own grill.” Brooklyn shook her head. “Cooks good corn.”
“Speaking of, I got these for you.” Alan held up several cobs. “Won’t be a competition because Vegeta thinks vegetables are a sin.”
Brooklyn rolled her eyes, “I know the type.”
“So...” Sammie pointed into Darius’ house. “Is your other guest okay?”
“He’s fine, he just doesn’t like the sun that much.” Alan grinned.
“He’s a vampire.” Yaz said.
“Don’t say that.” Sammie chided her wife.
“Technically he’s a nosferatu.” Alan wavered his hand. “But also be quiet, I want Anna surprised, and Salem surprised.”
“Why is he getting surprised?” Kenji asked.
Yaz smiled, “You didn’t pay attention to his shirt, did you?”
“I think he might be a fan of Alan’s friend.” Sammie said.
Not a moment after that a hole opened above Darius’ driveway. They heard Ben shout in surprise as he fell out with Anna and Vegeta.
“You know, you’re brave...” Vegeta said, “But you need to have more spatial awareness if you’re not gonna fly.”
“We can’t fly here.” Ben said as he was flown over Darius’ roof and sat down.
“Where’s Anna?” Alan asked.
“She saw someone attacking Spider-Men.” Vegeta shrugged.”Dropped us off and ran off.”
“Oh.” Alan blinked.
“Yeah, it looked like some wasp thingy.” Vegeta flew back and returned with a huge slab of meat. “Wagusaurus.”
Alan stopped to think for a moment before another hole in reality opened and Anna walked through covered in orange and green gunk.
“Hose?” She asked grumpily.
Darius pointed to the side of his house.
“So I take it, it squished good?” Salem snickered from the sliding door.
Anna froze and looked up. Then she looked at her father.
“Surprise.” Alan smirked.
Anna ran up and hugged her father. “That’s for surprising me.”
Alan nodded. “I kinda figured.”
Salem was laughing like mad as Anna went to hose herself off. Then he froze as he saw Vegeta cutting up the meat.
“Surprise.” Alan smiled and tapped Vegeta on the shoulder. “You gotta fan here, man.”
“Huh?” Vegeta turned to see the fanged nosferatu staring and pointing. “Hey, you want to help? This stuff is heavy.”
Salem just nodded and helped the saiyan prince separate out the meat.
Anna came walking back around the corner, she had used her aura to squeeze the water from her clothes and skin, though her hair was still wet. She giggled as her father simply eradicated the gunk that was on his clothes.
“Thank you.” Anna smiled up at Alan.
“Yeah, well he’ll be going with you.” Alan smiled. “Plus this needed to happen outside of a battle zone.”
“Oh yeah.” Anna nodded emphatically. “Completely.”
Alan smiled as he clapped his hands. “All right! Everyone get ready for a taste test sensation! Except Brooklynn, I’ll have your corn done not long after.”
“What is she vegetarian?” Vegeta snapped.
“Vegan.” Brooklyn said as she crossed her arms.
“I make meat.” Vegeta crossed his arms as if to challenge her.
“Good for you, my husband is who you want to impress.” She nodded to Kenji.
“Huh, fair.” Vegeta nodded. “Why is he staring at the grills?”
“He grills too, but for fun.” Brooklynn smiled.
“Hey, amateur!” Vegeta stomped forward.
Kenji flinched. “Yes?”
“You’re my second.” Vegeta grinned.
Kenji smiled and saluted, “Yes sir!”
“Ben, you got my stuff?” Alan asked.
“Stuff?” Vegeta asked as Ben walked out with a wheeled tray filled with cooking paraphernalia.
“Oh, now we’re getting serious!” Vegeta grinned. “Anna, you got my stuff?”
Anna nodded and tossed out a pink and blue capsule that turned into another wheeled tray with similar cooking tools on it.
“Just so we’re clear, I’m recusing myself.” Anna smiled.
“Clever girl.” Vegeta stared at her with a vicious smile..
“Man if you knew the history of that phrase here.” Alan shook his head. “All right folks, quarter of a steak each for the taste testing. Be honest, put your fork on the plate you like most.”
“Do we get ketchup?” Anna asked with a devious grin.
Both men stopped and glared.
“I found the heckler.” Alan said through gritted teeth.
“Considering her parentage, I’m not surprised.” Vegeta nodded. (T)(D)(T)(F)---(T)(F)(T)(W)
Darkseid paced on Apokalips.
He had been shunted back to his planet and reality with ease by the ghostly reaper. He had been embarrassed for the last time by the Scions. He would not tolerate it anymore.
“Kalibak!” He shouted for his son.
Kalibak came forward and kneeled. “Father.”
“Prepare all to attack Earth. If I cannot go to them I will draw them to me. We will slaughter Superman's adopted homeworld.” Darkseid grinned.
The sound of chains echoed through the halls.
“Alice?” Hare lifted his head.
“She’s coming...” March Hare’s vocalizer on the back of the warbeast he was attached to, sang to life.
Soon a woman in white with red on a half mask walked into view.
“And who are you?” Darkseid asked.
“I am called Kyton. I come from Alan Quain’s home reality.” She said as the chains holding Hare released him. “I am the Revenant of Heroes, element of metal.” March Hare’s brain case released itself and fell to the ground.
“FREEDOM!” The brains’ final thoughts shouted from the vocalizer.
“You will keep them no longer!” Kyton’s chains flew from openings and snagged the ragged body of Hare into a swirling portal.
“So it is war!” Darkseid grinned as lanced out a punch, but a wall of crystal rose up from the ground.
“I’m here to asshole.” Stephen Quain walked in as the air around all of Darkseid’s forces turned to solid crystalline bindings. “And we brought an old friend.”
A scream of rage tore through the air as a clown mask landed at Darkseid’s feet.
Darkseid looked down and was caught by a powerful uppercut, but it was nothing to him. He did recognize his opponent, they had taken him form Quain’s home reality and tormented him. They had tried to shatter the mask he wore only to find it resisted them at all attempts. He wore a new mask now, but Darkseid felt the same hidden power inside it. He grinned and grabbed the human’s fist and tossed him back.
“Dammnit!” SideEffect shouted. “If I could feel those bones I’d be even more pissed!”
“And now I am...” Darkseid looked outside his window to see a series of explosions ripple across Apokalips.
A man flew down to his window, a billowing red cape.
“I’m afraid not, Darkseid, this is the Scion’s war.” Superman smiled. “We’re just helping.” He flew in and slammed the leader of Apokalips through the walls.
Kyton looked at Stephen Quain, “Don’t kill the sapient ones.”
Stephne rolled his eyes. “Just because I have a history with the hairball doesn’t mean I’m trigger happy.”
Kalibak looked around in confusion. The crystal bindings were all too familiar and he looked at the human in fear. “Can you please not turn me into crystal again? It really hurts.”
Stephen rolled his eyes. (T)(D)(T)(F)---(T)(F)(T)(W)
In the black space above Apokalips, a green form looked down upon the world. A scythe and sword were by his side, as was a young pale skinned woman. She shook her head but did not oppose the Scion.
“You started this early.” Death of the Endless sighed. “Why?”
“Because it’s the one thing no one would expect me to actually do.” Wraith drew his daggers from his side and looked them over. His black blade still had a knick in it from when a piece broke off in Atropos. “So I’ll make sure this entire war is off balance.”
Death of the Endless shook her head. “I think she got under your skin. So to speak.”
“She did.” Wraith acknowledged. “For this I am not Death. For this I am the endless rage of the murdered and unavenged. She wants this fight, I’ll give it to her, but on my terms.”
“What are your friends doing?” Death of the Endless looked down.
One half of Apokolips was now thoroughly exploded with mechanical animals running rampant over it. The other half was now a flower covered paradise that had strange trees restraining the parademons and other forces.
“What they do best.” Wraith smiled. “Chaos and Imbalance.”
“And what can we do?” The voice of Astral, Scion of Order asked as he appeared.
“Cage of this reality, separate it from itself.” Wraith leaned on his scythe.
“Shadow reality?” Astral asked.
“I’m gonna need my buddy down there.” Astral nodded.
“I’m your buddy?!” Perfection cooed as he appeared. “Hiya D.o.E.! How’s Delirium?”
“Delerious.” Death of the Endless smiled with a nod.
“All right!” Perfection cheered. “One shadow realm coming up!” He snapped his fingers and a wig very similar to a popular card game anime character’s hair appeared on his head and his clothes shifted to a similar style.
“Does that mean I have to be Kaiba?” Astral sighed.
“Would you?” Perfection asked with a pleading look.
“Okay, fine. This once.” Astral sighed and his trench coat shifted to that of another coat similar to the other one’s rival.
“I’m not watching this.” Wraith sighed as he vanished.
“Man, what a party pooper.” Perfection sighed. “Well it’s time to get twisted!” (T)(D)(T)(F)---(T)(F)(T)(W)
Anna sat watching her friends and her father. Everyone was relaxed and the party was winding to a close. Vegeta was busy going over a speech with her dad and Salem was busy trying to understand how Ben survived a Carnotaurus as a teenager with no powers.
“We will go to our final battle soon.” Rio sat beside her enjoying some of the last steak.
“Well not our last.” Anna smiled.
Rio shook her head. “I cannot go with you beyond this.”
Anna looked at Rio. “Did I say something, do something?”
Rio shook her head. “I have a responsibility I too will be stepping into, at Arceus’ last request.”
Anna hugged Rio. “You could have said something.”
“I was conflicted.” Rio admitted, “But it was Arlina that made me realize I had to do it.”
Anna nodded. “You’ll always be my sister.”
“You will always be welcome in my world.” Rio smiled and gave a happy yip.
Anna smiled. “Bonds beyond life and death.”
“Bonds beyond time and space.” Rio said as a compliment to it. “I will cherish the time we have had together.”
Anna smiled and held up the pokeball.
“Oh no,we still need that, I don’t want to travel the multiverse exposed to it!” Rio barked nervously.
Anna laughed. “Okay, One last big adventure.”
“Once more unto the breach, my friends.” Alan said as he sat next to them.
“What?” Anna asked.
“The Bard himself.” Alan smiled. “Henry the Fifth.”
Anna nodded. “I’m scared.”
Alan nodded. “So am I. I could lose the most important people to me. But it has to stop, she has to be stopped, he has to be stopped. No more.”
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead.” Yaz said. “Act Three, Scene One.”
“Indeed.” Alan smiled and nodded. “I better pick up Teal’c and the other’s too.”
Anna looked at her father quizzically.
“He sounds a lot like Kratos. But he enjoys breaking False gods, so...” He paused. “Disturbingly coincidental hobbies.”
“How many of my friends have that hobby?” Alan pondered aloud.
Vegeta jumped up and waved his hand.
“No, Vegeta. Frieza was not a false god.” Alan sighed.
“Fair.” Vegeta harrumphed.
“Well I have to get this all cleaned up tomorrow.” Darius sighed.
Alan gave a baring laugh.
“What?” Darius asked.
“Darius.” Anna scoffed, “We aren’t trashy guests...” She focused and Hong Long came out from her aura and quickly began to pick up trash.
Alan simply focused on various small bits that flew to the trash cans. Within minutes the backyard and the grills were sparkling.
“Kami, do I miss the easy cleanups...” Vegeta sighed. “You know the stars here are bit different, but I like’em.”
Anna smiled and began to point out the constellations. Soon though Alan, Anna and their guests returned to the Camp for one more night of rest.
When they got back Anna and Alan crashed within minutes, Vegeta and Salem were still up staring out at the stars.
“You feel it?” Vegeta asked.
“Like a cat with its hackles up.” Salem nodded.
“What do you do, to keep her safe?” Vegeta asked.
“Got some magic, but mostly I use big guns.” Salem said. “I can hack, but it’s a tertiary skill nowadays. If I get pissed I can jack my bodies’ power up, but not anywhere near as powerful as you.”
Vegeta nodded. “Willing to die?”
“For them?” Salem just nodded.
“Good.” Vegeta nodded. “He wants me up front with Darkseid. How do you think I’ll fair?”
“Depends.” Salem shrugged, “What’s your newest technique?”
“Well I developed a bit of an Ego, if you will.” Vegeta grinned.
“No, not with Darkseid.” Salem shook his head. “Definitely poor on the aggression, but you do not want to take a hit. Especially the Omega Beams, you can’t dodge them, you can only put others in front of them.” (T)(D)(T)(F)---(T)(F)(T)(W)
“He wasn’t there.” Consumption hissed. “Not even a trace of him.”
Atropos blinked in shock. She felt for certain Wraith would retreat to the Gates of Hell in their home reality. That he wasn’t there was a shock.
“That’s because he’s off picking a fight with Darkseid.” Odin shook his head. “Your plans aren’t coming together, Norn.”
“Don’t call me that.” Atropos said in an off-sweet tone. “I write fates, they make a show of them.”
Odin grunted. He was starting to regret working with this woman.
“As I said it doesn’t matter.” Atropos shoved her hand into her leg, golden ichor rolled out as she pulled an obsidian black shard from her leg. “A piece of his Sin left to remember him by.”
“I can use that.” Sindri shot up, “That will work” He walked over and held out his hands.
Atropos smiled and dropped it in his open palms. The sharp piece struck into the dwarf’s hand and his grief flashed before his eyes and he clutched his hand around the piece as he roared in pain. He forced himself over to his work table and pried it out of his own hand.
Atropos watched in shock.
“It wants you to suffer under your own guilt.” Sindri winced. “Vicious piece, but it has a piece of him, more than enough.”
“Then let Undeath Echo through the multiverse.” Atropos roared with laughter.
Odin watched the woman and slowly tilted his head towards her, then to Sindri. He nodded slowly as he realized what was happening. He had to get out of this mad house and fast. (T)(D)(T)(F)---(T)(F)(T)(W)
Anna stretched as Hong Long coiled about in the sky, doing his own version of warming up. Alan yawned as he said his goodbyes to his co-workers and bosses.
Dr. Grant handed him a book, an old one signed by another Paleontologist. Quain grinned as he put the book signed by Tim Murphy into his bag. Dr. Ellie Sattler just gave him a hug. Dr. Wu who had the hardest time saying goodbye, despite the few words the two ever exchanged they had become good friends and trusted each other.
“Don’t go bad or I’ll be back.” Alan smiled.
“I don’t think I can anymore.” Wu smiled.
“He’s got the heart!” Anna shouted. “He took a while to grow into it though!”
Dr. Wu smiled and waved. “Take care of her, she still needs her father.”
Alan nodded and stood next to his daughter.
“What do you think, two holes?” Anna asked.
Alan blew a raspberry. “Why waste the energy?”
Anna nodded. “So who is going to make it?”
Alan stroked his chin. “Rock paper scissors?”
Anna rolled her eyes and Hong Long roared and tore into reality leaving an extra large whole gaping open.
“See you in a week!” Anna laughed as she ran and jumped through. Salem came screaming after her shouting about not being ready.
“That’s CHEATING!” Alan shouted as he raced after his daughter. Vegeta sighed and ran after his friend, grumbling about losing the steak-off once more.
As he breached into the multiverse he felt the power of his new nature course through him. He held it back, but just barely. He wanted to show Darkseid exactly how bad he had messed up.
Anna also felt the power crest in her and she looked back and smiled at her father while Salem tumbled in the rear of Hong Long’s frame. She waved as her father and Vegeta skewed off in a different direction.
“I think I’m gonna puke!” Salem groaned as he spun around.
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End of the Daughter that Follows SPOTIFY LIST!
All the Scions: OH!
Maven: With extra cheddar.
Maven: It’s a saying from my home reality.
Perfection: But why Cheddar?
DM: How does he even have Cheddar, that’s from England.
Perfection: My head hurts.
S: So that’s her plan folks.
Mosious: That’s not good.
Theten: But there’s no need for Undeath. It’s antithetical to the universe!
Karma: Maybe it’s about exactly that. Like we’re concepts. What if she’s going for Extra material power.
S: Smart woman wins the prize.
Wraith: SHE... ANger... RAGE...
Karma: Oh no, he’s sputtering.
Astral: (steps back)
S: And now folks I work on outlining the final battle. I’ll know more about it’s length in a week or two. In the meantime I will continue to work on GSD.
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2023.06.07 03:04 masculinity69 [Image] - Japanese Techniques to Overcome Laziness
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8 Japanese Techniques to Overcome Laziness and Cultivate Productivity Image courtesy @LimitlessLif3.
Laziness is a common challenge that many people face when it comes to accomplishing their goals and being productive. Fortunately, Japanese culture offers a wealth of wisdom and techniques to overcome laziness and foster a more motivated and purposeful lifestyle.
- Ikigai: Ikigai is a powerful concept that refers to finding your purpose in life. It involves identifying activities that bring you joy, align with your values, and provide a sense of fulfillment. By discovering your Ikigai, you can cultivate a deep motivation that will drive you to overcome laziness and pursue meaningful endeavors.
- Kaizen: Kaizen, meaning "continuous improvement," is a philosophy rooted in the idea of making small, incremental changes to achieve significant progress over time. By breaking tasks into manageable steps and focusing on continuous improvement, you can overcome the overwhelming feeling of laziness and gradually build momentum toward your goals.
- Pomodoro Technique: The Pomodoro Technique is a time management method developed by Francesco Cirillo. It involves breaking work into 25-minute intervals, called "pomodoros," followed by short breaks. By working in focused bursts, you can overcome laziness and enhance productivity by utilizing time more efficiently.
- Hara Hachi Bu: Hara Hachi Bu is a traditional Japanese saying that means "eat until you are 80% full." This practice encourages mindful eating and self-control, preventing overindulgence that can lead to sluggishness and laziness. Adopting this approach allows you to maintain a balanced energy level throughout the day.
- ShoShin: ShoShin, or "beginner's mind," emphasizes approaching tasks and challenges with a fresh and open mindset. By letting go of preconceived notions and embracing curiosity and a willingness to learn, you can overcome laziness and develop a proactive attitude toward new experiences.
- Wabi-Sabi: Wabi-Sabi is a philosophy that embraces the beauty of imperfection and impermanence. By recognizing that perfection is unattainable, you can overcome the fear of failure that often leads to procrastination and laziness. Embrace Wabi-Sabi by focusing on progress rather than perfection and embracing the uniqueness of your journey.
- Forest Bathing: Forest Bathing, or Shinrin-yoku, involves immersing yourself in nature to enhance well-being and reduce stress. Spending time in nature has increased energy levels and improved focus. By incorporating regular forest bathing into your routine, you can combat laziness and rejuvenate your mind and body.
- Kakeibo: Kakeibo is a traditional Japanese budgeting method that promotes mindful spending and financial discipline. By applying the principles of Kakeibo to manage your time and prioritize tasks, you can overcome laziness and ensure that your energy and efforts are directed towards activities that align with your goals.
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2023.06.07 02:37 HairByJess30 I Made It To The Semi Annual SALE☺️ Self Care Is In FULL EFFECT‼️
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2023.06.07 02:36 Photoguy9 645 Pro not firing
I'm new to MF after inheriting my dad's 645 Pro, it hasn't been used in who knows how long, but I figured I'd order a couple rolls and give it a shot. No matter what I do I cant seem to get it to drop the shutter. I had taken it into a camera shop locally and they tossed batteries in it and had everything working fine, and it would dry fire. But now with film loaded it wont drop the shutter.
Not sure if it's a camera issue or a user issue (likely & hopefully the latter)
-Film seems to be loaded correctly
-Fresh battery in the grip and the body
-Metering is active in the viewfinder
-Neither the button on the body or on the grip will fire it
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2023.06.07 02:36 HairByJess30 I Made It To The Semi Annual SALE☺️ Self Care Is In FULL EFFECT‼️
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2023.06.07 02:26 Ok_Newt7832 Tulsi (left half BC half aussie) and Honey. 1 year apart
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Always very curious about bath time. Sweet girls. Best dogs ever. Tulsi’s mom was a red border collie and dad was a blue Merle Aussie. Honey came from working parents, she has a little showing of tri-color with brown tufts behind her ears. Haven’t found a toy yet they can’t destroy in minutes. submitted by Ok_Newt7832 to BorderCollie [link] [comments]
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2023.06.07 02:20 malibu_c Implications of Grusch's IG Investigation: The Race to Snitch on UFO Insiders
The Grusch story is huge. But more importantly, it’s a potential criminal investigation due to his Intelligence Community Inspector General complaint and it’s been going on since May 2022, and he’s given 11 hours of testimony to Congress. That means he has potentially said a lot
of things that could incriminate multiple people. What do we usually see in high profile criminal cases? People rushing to snitch on other people so they don’t go to jail, and people snitching on higher ups because the bigger fish gets you more leniency. This is no different, and Ross Coulthart has said he expects arrests.
What else are we seeing? Grusch has dropped some hot insinuation, but they have been vague so far. Bodies, pieces, and intact craft, no names and dates. Then in a brilliant move, Max Moskowitz (a peripheral member of the disclosure gang) dropped the 1933 Mussolini Crash retrieval story in Dutch press
, internationalized the story and confirm the old rumors that the US scooped that one up too. (allegedly)
This is ramping up the pressure. Coulthart dropping a story a day will keep up the pressure, and the House Oversight Committee chair is saying he plans to ask about it in a hearing. Conveniently, one has been rumored to be in the works for around mid-June since the last hearing. This is more pressure and even though the mainstream media has been slow to pick it up (looking at you NYTimes, Washington Post, CNN, BBC… things are moving fast, have they caught up yet?), there is no freaking way this hearing won’t be HUGE. They’ll cover it.
However. (Here’s my wild theory coming)
This hearing is mostly a pressure tactic. Same with the Coulthart drip drip drip. For Now.
Grusch’s investigation was unknown until yesterday (although I really suspect the historic meeting of Intelligence leaders at Wright-Patterson
a couple weeks after Grusch’s resignation could’ve been people first finding out the shit was about to hit the fan ) It takes time for people to lawyer up, get a defense strategy, collect evidence, figure out who to rat out. It probably takes twice as long when all this stuff is classified higher than the H-Bomb. What I’m expecting over the next few weeks:
Sensational stuff from the interviews, but sensational OLD STUFF. And nothing that’ll incriminate people who are still alive. Yet. They might even link the Defense Secretary James Forrestal assassination to the UFO black program - it’s older and less known - but they won’t quite make it to the JFK - UFO insinuations. The Einstein Roswell visit story might pop back up - household name, sensational, it’ll get press. And maybe some old pictures will come out. Who knows? But there will be details in these old stories that let folks know they have the goods that could get people arrested and this is not a game.
To prove this is not a game, possible firing of Sean Kirkpatrick (kinda been rumored since before the April Senate hearing
) and/or his bosses to be quietly "reassigned" or retire... something that sends the same message. What I expect in the June hearing:
Some version of “We are shocked. We demand these serious allegations be looked into. Veiled insinuation of jail, less veiled insinuation that there’s still time to snitch snitch snitch.” And the response is probably “Yep, also shocked! We juuussst learned, but are looking. It’s hard because clearances, bureaucracy, old old old files. Can’t say much because of ongoing investigation. If people have any info we encourage them to come in help us. And we assure you the whistleblower protection will protect you. Thinly veiled invitation to come rat people out while you still can. Tick tock.” followed by threat of another hearing soon because we are serious.
Remember, AARO has 7 reports/briefings to Congress due this year. I think 4 quarterly 2 semi-annual and 1 annual public report. (roughly, the July & Oct quarterly reports, one of the semi-annual, and the public report which slipped to January last time are probably still outstanding) So the July report after the hearing would be a tight deadline for all these moving parts and motivated snitchers to meet, maybe the October one is the real drop dead date to have this done. And that is also when the election campaign will start going full swing. The White House was already asked about Non-Human Intelligence today. It'll definitely be a campaign issue.
But uh oh! Remember the threat of OTHER whistleblowers going public is still out there, supposed to be happening around “the holidays” which is vague and flexible enough to be any time from November til New Years. This is probably the just-in-case leverage to blow it all open if they haven’t seen what they are looking for behind the scenes. What the heck could that be? Possibly admitting the Galactic Federation stuff? Telling us what the abductions and mutilations are really? Free Energy and The Woo everywhere? Nationalization of Lockheed, Boeing, and the crew's UFO fleet? IDK but it will be interesting.
In the end though, I think it’ll get hot and heavy and somebody might get blamed and they will go through the motions to hold folks accountable, but I’m expecting a presidential pardon(s) and a big Kumbayaa speech about how this is such huge news, let’s come together as one country and one human family welcoming our space brothers blah blah pardons for everyone.
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2023.06.07 02:09 StarburstCrush1 Has any lean adrenal PCOS taken Ovasitol/Inositol???
I'm lean adrenal insulin resistant PCOS. This type if 10x harder to treat when you have insulin resistance that prevents you from tolerating dairy and carbohydrates. And hyperandrogenism that not only gives you acne, hirsutism, and receiving hairline. But masculinizes your facial structure and body fat distribution.
Low carb abs keto stresses out my adrenals and makes me lose too much weight because of the low calories. I can only gain weight from refined carbs because they have higher calories than unrefined carbs. However, unrefined carbs (brorn rice, whole grain bread, sweet potatoes, etc) are lower in calories. And animal/plant protein, fruits, vegetables, and nuts don't cause weight gain either. Keto in general only benefits those trying to lose weight.
But I'm already lean and muscular and only gain weight in my stomach. And none on my breasts, thighs, hips and butt. I'm naturally an hourglass but IR and high DHEAS ruin it.
I'm basically trying to know if any similar lean adrenal types have actually taken Ovasitol powdeWholesome Inositol capsules. Many people here claim thru work but haven't actually taken it fit a long duration to know. I need to know the full efficacy on whether it helps with carb intolerance (IR) and feminizes the body by reducing DHEAs. Please.
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2023.06.07 01:56 RafflesiaArnoldii The Defense Mechanisms Episode, Part I
The Defense Mechanisms Episode, Part I
So, the way that the Defense Mechanism are often presented rather exemplifies one of the things that often annoy me about enneagram literature, which is that you often just get shown a table or list of traits listed under each type without any real definition of what it is, elaboration on how it’s meant, or an explanation of the how and why or how it’s connected to everything else.
Maybe it’s a Ti vs Te thing?
In any case, just having a term thrown at you isn’t really helpful unless your goal is to win an argument by accusing the other person of doing it. Being able to recite what term goes with what number only gets you so far.
I would figure that the goal is to eventually be able to spot those mechanisms operating in yourself for greater self-awareness and whatnot, and for that I’d reckon that one needs a substantial, tangible idea of what’s meant by it so you can begin to connect and map your intellectual understanding of the process to your actual lived experience of your thoughts and emotions.
It’s one thing to read a description of a rose and another to see/smell/hear what goes with the words, and yet another to have the linkage of the two, spot the theoretical symmetries there should be in the petals in the actual flower and know what it means and how it connects to its history and makeup.
IDK, but as they say: If you’re complaining you’re just part of the problems and: If it doesn’t exist yet, you have to create it yourself.
So, you might be familiar with those listings of one defense mechanism per type, and have heard that it goes back to Naranjo – once in a while you could come across an author that has one of the swapped out or a longer, also unelaborated list.
In truth Naranjo didn’t actually assign a 1:1 correspondence but discussed multiple ones for each type (though they are often ultimately related in nature), and of course in the exty years since his day, numerous other authors have had a go at it & had arguments about it & whatnot (Lukovich, Condon, Rohr etc.) but often its just psychobabble words being thrown around and looks to an outsider like a theological argument of a religion they don’t believe in.
So, uh, let’s start with the basics. What is a (Psychological) Defense Mechanism?
The basic idea goes back to Freud, who probably came up with it by observation, just from noticing seeming distortions or knots in the thinking of his clients.
In life, we can’t always get what we want, and we are sometimes confronted with facts that we don’t like.
What does a toddler do in such cases? They throw a tantrum.
Why do they throw a tantrum? Because they are experiencing distress. They want the thing and they can’t have it, or, they’re upset about what they’ve been told. They don’t like it. It’s experienced as aversive and dysphoric. Do Not Want.
Why is an adult different?
Because an adult has a more mature ego, a pattern according to which to filter, sort, interpret & deal with their experience, to reconcile both their animal drives and social expectations/ideals with a reality that sometimes won’t give them that and hence triggers distress.
You can’t cry, kick and scream every time you don’t get what you want – it doesn’t help you get it, and it will probably get you scolded.
Having a way to make sense of or cushion the negative experience, to mitigate the distress, is crucial to being able to cope with adversity, mitigate distress, regulate the self and act in some self-directed goal-oriented manner as an emergent independent entity rather than just reacting to whatever stimulus comes along.
This is why defense mechanisms are a part of the ego (means of self-organization) and characteristic of which ‘flavor’ of ego you have: They are a part of the mechanism of how it is maintained, how you don’t mechanically do or accept whatever someone else tells you but have some mechanism for rejecting some suggestions, ideas and criticisms but act as an independent entity with consistent behavior.
So one takeaway here is that using a defense mechanism doesn’t immediately mean you’re in denial about or refusing to face something or “refusing reality” – what is reality even, or ‘right and wrong’? How would you know it when you see it? ‘Self deception’? Based on which “truth”?
Some things are relatively clear like the earth being round but many don’t have a correct answer like which opinion is correct on some complex argument.
Resisting something doesn’t mean that it’s secretly true and you’re just in denial. If I go to you & say ‘youre a fucking idiot’ you are not going to like that regardless of your actual idiocy because it’s a hostile action & humans are wired to dislike this. It’s an attack on your feelings & self-image.
Even if you shrug it off totally, that is because some process happened to dismiss it & protect you from feeling pain.
A small child would be hurt if you’re randomly mean to them; You, an adult, can dismiss it because you have defenses. They are a part of self-control – particularly when you consider that they don’t just ”defend” against outside imput but also unwanted thoughts & feelings from within.
Maybe you want to throw a tantrum and hit me if I say youre an idiot & point & laugh at you, but, punching me might bring consequences you don’t want, or it doesn’t fit your self-image.
So you must diffuse this urge to punch somehow, or else Mommy is gonna punish you for being mean to your siblings.
Another, third function that defense mechanisms can serve (besides defending against unpleasant input and controlling yourself) is to justify yourself to others. If your tell your mom you should get the toy instead of your sibling because you want to she probably won’t accept it. So you need to come up with a reason. Your parents are already using rteasons to tell you why you should do what they
tell you to do, so eventually the child copies them, taking in those justifications and beginning to form their own superego.
You might internalize that fairness is important so when your sister had her turn with the toy you will insist that its now your turn, because of fairness.
Again it’s important not to look at this as deliberate trickery or “secret true intentions”, but rather the nuts & bolts of the machinery that produce your very real, very sincere subjective experience.
In the “fairness” example with the toy, the child isn’t deliberately using fairness as a pretext to get the toy, they really believe in fairness
. (though claiming to believe in fairness when you dont and justifying this to yourself might be another, different strategy)
But let's assume the genuine belief for now: The black box machine of the ego takes ‘wanting the toy’ and ‘social belief in fairness’ as imputs and produces the subjective experience of believing in / arguing about fairness.
Causes (when you look at a person like a complex machine of biology) are different from intentions. (the personal experience of feelings & wants)
You evolved to crave sweet food because it is full of energy, but you don’t think “Oh, sugary food, gotta get that energy!” you eat it cause its tasty & makes you feel good.
You explicitly aren’t
consciously calculating about the energy, or you would stop wanting sweets when you consumed enough calories for the day.
Under the hood in your body there is a regulatory network going on, signals between your brain & liver etc. but that’s a blind process with no conscious will ‘keeping track’.
Thinking of subconscious mechanisms as ‘secret intentions’ is not only incorrect, it lacks validity as, if its by definition a secret intention from yourself, anyone could claim that you ‘secretly want’ anything as long as they could come up with a semi plausible ‘just so story’ for your behavior.
It also leads to a startling lack of empathy or invalidation of ppl’s subjective struggles & suffering of the ‘the wife totally wants to be beaten’ variety.
So it’s better to think of it as consistent patterns of emotions and reactions that have a cause in the “machinery” of your mind. Your conscious experience is what’s on the desktop & the defense mechanisms are like the guts of the computer.
However, while keeping in mind not to see it as an invalidation of your subjective experience, it is
of great usefulness to know how the machine works under the hood, however, because what your ego & its defense mechanisms certainly are
doing is dismissing or filtering out unwelcome information and possibly suppressing, deprioritizing or distinctly coloring aspects of inner or outer reality -
and this goes doubly if you don’t realize they are operating and don’t even know that you rejected an idea.
It creates “unknown unknowns”, things you don’t know you filtered out. For example someone might argue based on ‘fairness’ but be unaware how their own wants might be influencing them.
Also, the interpretation of the world that your ego is creating may be more or less sustainable, more or less congruent.
For example, if you believe that you are totally fine & okay after the death of a loved one but are constantly confronted with things that remind you of them, which triggers an emotion of grief, you have to expend energy to filter out the grief, trying hard not to think of it is still focussing it & might still ‘reinforce it’ so it doesn’t lead to the desired outcome.
The incongruence you experience between ‘Im ok’ and the experience of grief is going to cause more distress in the long-term than it averts.
Or you might believe you’re always right & never wrong, but then what do you do if stuff explodes in your face or people do not validate that self-image? You can rationalize it away but you have to expend energy to do it, and you won’t really get what you want if that involved the other people liking you.
In both cases, you move closer to being like the toddler rather than the 'mature adult' in the first example (less able to deal with distress, get what you want & so on), though it might be due to too much or too rigid interpretation of what you see rather than its absence this time. Either way an overly rigid, low congruence ego doesn't do its job very well.
So I hope that by now it’s clear that it’s a bit nonsensical when you see ppl try and type themselves by saying which defense mechanism they “relate to”, as there is a very good chance they don’t know it’s happening. It’s rather part of what you want to learn
from finding your type so you know what to look for.
Some people might
know already – if they’re very introspective, previously did work in therapy, had others point it out, learned from bitter experience etc.
This information is
observable, how else would the people who came up with it have figured it out?
But as Dunning Krüger is a thing, it’s very dangerous to start out assuming right out the gate that you’re in the more enlightened 20%. You might be, its totally possible, but don’t bet on it.
Find your type by other means and then you’ll see how much of it you were already aware of or not.
After all, even if you are very aware of your inner processes themselves, you could be wrong about what psychobabble word it best maps to. The Role Of The Primary Defense Mechanisms
Another thing to realize is the difference between any ol’ defense mechanism or psychological process, and the ones that have a special role in maintaining your ego.
We all use lots & lots of them cause our brains are roughly similar. Even for the most unique person it’s a pink fatty jelly thing with lotsa wrinkles, right?
6s aren’t the only ones who project things, that is, explain other’s actions through disowned thoughts & motivations that we have labelled as not-self. Condon talks a lot about how for many types it’s related to the lines of connection. (which are, after all, qualities & parts of the human experience that can be blocked or labelled not-self)
4s aren’t the only ones who introject things – 6s for example tend to have strong mental impressions of powerful figures in their life.
3s aren’t the only ones that identify with things or try to keep congruency with a desirable self-image.
But it has a special role for them.
Most people can be liable to projection when they’re wondering about the intentions or motives of someone they don’t understand. It baffles you, & you want an explanation, and in trying to come up with one you more easily think of explanations that, in some way, seem “natural” to you.
Now what’s so special about 6? They are very concerned
with people’s intentions.
It’s one of the main features of their attention pattern: What are they thinking?
You can tell a song was probably written by a 6 (or someone with a strong 6 component) if they’re telling the love interest what they are probably thinking
. Or the authority figure
they’re mad at.
Are they gonna take advantage of you? Are they going to abandon you? Very salient information if you wish to be prepared for whatever might happen.
So it’s rather easy for projection to sneak in if you’re thinking about other people’s intentions all the time. Tempting, too, since it ‘defends’ you both from the chaos/uncertainty of not knowing what the person can do, and by relieving the distress of self-doubt. (“I’m not aggro, they’re
And hey, sometimes it actually works! They are a human just like you, so they might well have inner mechanics similar to yours! But not always.
So it makes a difference is you know what you’re doing. Without self-awareness you might take that perception as fact: This is definitely totally 100% their motivation. They can’t fool you!
Or you might be aware that it’s a perception: “This might
be their motivation, or maybe I am thinking it for a reason that comes from me. Let’s look closer & see which one it is.” The “Obvious Temptation”
In the literature you often see the types explained in 2 ways, one beginning from the weakness or deficiency – that you start with your fear & then compensate with your desire to make up for it, framing all as being just illusory cope for our wretchedness etc. whereas others (incidentally, often frustration types) start from the inspiring vision of the ‘essential aspect’ and so on & how you lose you way chasing after that ideal.
But in the end it’s sort of a chicken & egg situation because whether you start from coping for weakness or the corruption of a strength, there is going to be a self-sustaining loop.
Because, if you ever find yourself strapped for copium you are likely going to end up going for a method that is easy
for you to do, leaning on what strengths you have (not a strength as in anything exceptional, but just the best one you have)
Conversely, if you start relying on a skill for psychological “survival” that’s one heck of a motivation to practice.
So did our baby 7 get good at seeing silver linings or talking their way out of tricky situations as a way to soften the blow on harsh situations, or are they more tempted to explain away their problems because they are so good at seeing multiple options or talking their way out of difficult situations?
Is there even a hard objective distinction between a genuine silver lining and a fake one?
There are probably similar emotions involved, its the same basic mechanism – it’s all the same strategy that sometimes works & sometimes doesn’t, uncomfortable as it may be that ppl we find admirable and ppl that we really really disapprove of may actually be functioning on fairly similar basic premises.
This isn’t to say that the existence of a grey zone is an excuse not to be honest with oneself when you know in your heart the primary motivation behind what you’re currently doing is to make the ouch go away, but rather to illustrate that it isn’t always obvious.
so simple as to say “ah, those 2s don’t actually care about helping ppl it’s all just an evil trick”, “Those 1s don’t actually care about justice its all hypocrisy” or indeed “those 5s don’t actually care about understanding the world its just for cope”. In a way, it would be easier if that was that case cause then it’s all black & white.
I don’t think it’s all just cope, if only because doing those things actually does simply feel intrinsically satisfying.
The types are also programs of ‘this feels rewarding, this makes me feel good about myself, this other thing makes me feel not so good’ which also comes down to survival reasons at the causal level but as we said before, causes and subjective intentions are different.
I would still want all the nerd facts even if I had zero problems or insecurities whatsoever to “defend from”, if not for any noble high-minded talk of values then simply because reading & theorizing is fun and other things aren’t.
But the temptation is naturally there, that, if I’m going to be preoccupied with or analyzing stuff anyways, that it might serve as a nifty convenient excuse to be conveniently preoccupied, focussed on something else or have a “buffer” of mental distancing going on when I feel like avoiding a challenging situation.
I’m not tempted to use the flavor of cope that a 2 or 9 might not because I’m too good & pure & wholesome for it but simply cause I lack the necessary skills and/or temperament to get away with it. Anticipate what they need & what their feelings are? How? Just don’t think about it too much and enjoy this ice cream? Easier said than done. Look on the bright side? Ah, but every silver lining is but evidence of a dark cloud.
And analogous for the other types. Confused Intuitions
Which brings us to another great reason why learning to spot your defense mechanisms at work is really useful. It’s a way to “clean your lens”.
Remember when they thought there were canals on Mars because the astronomer had actually seen the shadows of the blood vessels in his own eyeball?
That’s what happens if you can’t separate what comes from you & what comes from someone else.
Note that the issue is not that the blood vessels exist
, but that the guy thought that they are on Mars
Seeing the blood vessels could have been a worthwhile observation in & of itself – they are not simply in the way, they are info about the human eye.
The human eye isn’t “bad” but if we don’t account for it being there, we won’t get an accurate picture of Mars.
In the end there is no way to completely do away with subjectivity because any perception involves interpreting and labelling. But if you look around you there are obviously people who are more discerning than others and being in that category sure sounds like the preferable, more dignified option.
Your go-to defense mechanisms are potentially interfering with your greatest strength, the most practiced parts of your discerment that you tend to trust. So they lead you to be wrong in an area that matters to you & get in the way of you using your intuition/strength to its greatest effect because there’s all this icky bias gunk on your “lens”.
Or well, it presently acts
as icky bias gunk but it could instead be valuable insight about yourself, important information that could help you make well-informed decisions that feel congruent and make you happy.
For example, say you’re a 2. You’re pretty confident in & proud of your ability to know others’ feelings & what will make them happy. It’s important to you. But what if some repressed desire or fear of yours is interfering with what, and rather than really seeing ‘whats best for them’ you’re seeing what you want
to be best for them so that they will need you.
If you act like it’s the person’s real need, the worst case is that they could end up thinking you’re a self-absorbed narc who doesn’t care about their feelings. Not what you want at all, right? Whereas if you learn to realize when it’s your own repressed desire at work you not only get a better understanding of other’s feelings that isn’t clouded by bias, you also learn what your desire is. You can now do something with that information. There is probably a better way to grant the desire than to tell them what you want their feelings to be.
Of course, the elephant in the room, and the reason why people don’t just do it if it’s so great, is that the reason you yeeted that desire out of consciousness to begin with is that it once provoked distress and/or felt incongruent with your conscious self.
In the above example with the 2, the person might be afraid that it’s ‘bad’ or ‘selfish’, or that it will expose them to being powerless (cause the request to have the desire granted might be denied)
There was some pain, threat or incongruence involved that now hangs as an ‘or else’ over the prospect of admitting that fact into consciousness.
You might be afraid that, if you admit the feeling or desire, it will mean something about yourself, or that it means you’ll have to act on it and do something that is contrary to what you consciously want or aspire to (maybe that one fear’s a competency triad thing?)
But actually that’s not true! Acknowledging it doesn’t mean you have to change how you think about it, that you have to act based on it, or that you’re “bad”, it’s just a feeling.
You can acknowledge it & be aware of it without doing something.
You might decide to do something in the light of all the information (for example, maybe you can think of a way to grant a desire without compromising your values?), but before you eve consider that, let it sink in that no one’s gonna make you.
Indeed, just acknowledging the feeling, letting it be heard, may lead it to resolve & dissipate.
Although, if this leads you to realize that there is something that’s repeatedly touching you off and causing the distressing emotion to reappear, you might want to feature that in into calculations as to which courses of actions are realistically sustainable or conducive to happiness.
Even if you choose that your feelings don’t matter on this account you’ll at least make an informed decision & not be blindsided by it. And maybe there’s some comfort/outlet you can find.
It’s against my principles to ring the bell for humiliation o’clock without going first, so I’ll confess that there’s times that I probed & introspected & felt into something & like Did Techniques (thanks to the person who recommended that Gedlin Focussing thing), and the result I got is that… [tw: barf cringe blegh] sometimes… somewhere… there’s a teeny tiny part of me… that kinda sorta wants to cry and whine and get held & comforted and have somebody come in and sweep aaall those pressing, overwhelming problems away & take care of it for me.
Consciously I don’t want this – at all
It’s not in the least compatible with my values, will & life-plans.
If ppl ask me if they can help with it I tell them no.
I would vehemently reject it, protest against it, even fear it.
Even fear it to an irrational degree. Which is silly & distressing on its own, but it’s a silly distress that I apparently allow into consciousness no problem because it’s not a threat.
Because it’s quite congruent with my belief/understanding that the problem in question isn’t something anyone can
help me with. It’s up to me and I’ve arranged it so that it’s up to me because I’d rather it’s up to me than any of the alternatives.
But ‘snot like my inner mammal gets that
. It doesn’t understand the logical reasons – of course not, its like a tiny mammal. Might as well imagine one of those tiny Lemurs with big googly eyes 🥺
That’s probably the no-bullshit way to say it. Monke no speak English.
Also, is the sky gonna fall if I go hug a plushie, or a family member? Or if I maybe casually mention this to a living soul?
I have this option available, right? That’s something to be grateful for, not everyone has those.
It is gonna solve the problem? The one that I’ve intellectually ruled unsolvable? No.
But it might just solve the feeling
, cause my inner mammal is really quite dumb & doesn’t understand the intellectual complexities of the problem anyway… It just feels houded, right? But you know what it does understand?
Also, none of yall know where I live so its not like you can come after me. xDDD
Sooo… in the interest of self-awareness and self-transparency, it might be worth asking yourself...
- Is this really the best way to do this, or is it a justification for doing it your way?
- Is that the other person’s feeling, or is it your desire?
- Is this what you really feel, or what you think a smart/sucessful/dominant/[insert desirable trait] person would feel in your place?
- Is that a deep insight about your life, or does what just happened actually have nothing to do with you personally?
- Do you really not want or care about this thing, or are you scared of what might happen if you did? Is it really settled what is going to happen, or are you avoiding action?
- Is that really the other person’s intention, or is it your fear of what their intention could be?
- Is that a real solution, or are you explaining the problem away?
- Does it really not hurt, or are you blocking out the pain?
- Are you really fine & content with things as they are, or are you giving up?
Sometimes the answer will, in fact, be the first half!
Don’t fall for masochistic ontology. The truth may hurt but not everything that would hurt if it were true is the truth.
Constantly assuming the worst of yourself isn’t gonna help either. Indeed that’s probably some kinda misfiring defense itself, punish yourself first before others have the chance to keep a sense of control, maybe?
Rather, when you catch yourself doing the thing, use your defense powers for good & frame it in a way you can live with. Like you might see it as feedback or information, as a sign to know to improve yourself, as an invitation to apply self-compassion.
Maybe it helps to think of it as an ‘inner child’ or ‘inner animal’ or some such concept.
Would you be mad at a child or a pet for wanting something silly, or avoiding something painful?
No, you’d direct them towards a healthier outlet wouldn’t you?
Or at least, if it’s really not feasible, you’d comfort them about it.
So yeah. (So the ‘preliminal explanations’ turned into an essay. But, I did promise “what the individual mechanisms actually mean”, “how to actually spot them” and “putting together the Best Of from the authors”, and that I plan to deliver in Part II without any further ramblings. But first I have to ‘recharge my imagination battery’, as a wise sponge once put it, that is, get some sleep.)
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2023.06.07 01:53 Pessimistic_Dante Looking for a balance
So currently I am running 3-4 miles a day (besides Thursdays & Sundays), working out 6 days a week with 2 days focused on a few upper body muscle groups, 2 days focusing on other upper body muscle groups, and 2 days focusing on legs, also playing soccer on Thursdays and Sundays. I am looking for alternative/better ways to balance all of this out, or a way to modify it in order to better balance the working of muscle groups to allow for some rest. *Also to note, I am currently trying to do a moderate cut
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2023.06.07 01:42 Fabulous-Letter-5649 Engineer retires, and is replaced with a Human. (Pt 4)
If you haven't read it.
If you haven't read it.
If you haven't read it.
Hope you enjoy Pt 4 and happy reading!
*Flick* "Aligning descent profile for re-entry." I had made all the final preparations
*Flick* "Prepare for comms black out in 10" William began the countdown.
"5- when you get back I absolutely *have* to show you this really old movie, interstellar, its a classic" Will interjected.
"4-Oh my stars we're about to enter the atmosphere of Ix-5 at 7km/s and all you can think about is showing me some old movie when we get back?!"
The plasma had begun to lick around the edges of the heat shield and up onto the windows.
The comms began to make a static hissing sound.
"Just breathe." Will muttered to himself.
The whole shuttle began to shake violently.
"PASSING MAX-Q" Will had to shout to be heard over all the rattling.
Just like that, it began to quiet down, the fiery inferno of re-entry plasma died down and we began our coast down to find a suitable landing spot. Comms had also returned.
*Click* "I'd just like to let everyone know that we made it through re-entry just fine." Will had radioed back to the ship.
The sound of faint cheers from bridge could be heard.
"Engaging cloaking device" *Flick*
A loud hum could be heard as the cloaking device not only prevented us from being seen by eyes, but also seen by any radar, sonar, or other means of detection spun to life.
"So where should we land?"
"Oh just a few more kilometers to shore, then I'll just find a nice, secluded spot and we'll spend the next couple of days getting to know the locals!" I responded gleefully, as this was my first time with a civilization that didn't just learn how to farm.
After carefully gliding down we landed in a patch of grass-like vegetation. Will pointed out all the leaves were all black, to which I responded by telling him that the vegetation had to adapt to capture more of the light spectrum than the vegetation on Earth, because of the dimmer, red dwarf this planet orbited.
We had set up the basics, communications equipment, synthesizers, and a variety of other scientific tools.
"Hey, remember when you said you wanted to see an example of human food! Because I do!" Will exclaimed giddily.
After plugging in a drive and pressing a few buttons, the machine whirred to action, printing out a most unusual dish.
"So keep in mind this is just one dish out of... out of well I don't really know how many different kinds of dishes we have, all you need to know is that it's a very large number... But here's too hoping you enjoy it!"
What came out were this white, almost sphere like but more so a squat raindrop shaped... things. Will called them "Dumplings", and they smelled delicious, though he had dipped them in this brown liquid he called "Soy Sauce" that I really did not care for as far as smell goes.
I carefully picked one of these dumplings and bit into it.
"Oh my" I said, albeit muffled by the food.
"It's good isn't it! I told you!" Will grinned.
"That's quite the... texture. I don't really know how to process this. It's so soft and yet firm. Nutrient packs are so much easier, they don't make a mess and they're just so efficient, I mean, you could probably play around with the recipe, make them tastier. Right?"
"You just don't get it do you." Will said, shaking his head.
"Oh well, more for me." He grabbed at my half eaten dumpling.
"Hey! That's mine!"
"So you DO like it then!"
"No, just, ugh, leave me and my dumpling alone, I've already had my Nutrient Pack for the day I'm going to hibernate now."
Will rolled his eyes at my response.
"Fine." He said in that same begrudging manner as before.
I walked on over to the hibernation chamber, a circular area just big enough for me with a warm, gentle breeze flowing over. As I was going inside I heard Will behind me closing up the door after bringing everything inside.
"Wait... you were going to tell me about.... sleep..." I muttered out.
"Oh yes so hold one, could you just fully wake up for a little bit so I can explain, so your species, and for that matter every other alien species I've met, sleeps one hemisphere or one part of their brain at a time, but humans sleep the whole brain all at once."
"What's that like?" I replied, still in the grip of hibernation.
"So for starters we are like, FULLY unconscious the whole time, we can be woken up but we have a very, VERY limited understanding of what's going on around us. We also go limp so we don't move around accidentally, we still do. It's not perfect but it works enough to where I can say, "yeah we go limp"."
"But aren't you... what happens... if... someone ambushes you at night?"
"In all likelihood unless we happen to be right next to a weapon or something good enough, we die."
"Oh my. How... how did this not drive your species extinct?"
"I'm left wondering that same question too Tomō."
This might be the first time I've heard about a human ever being truly defenseless. Will had disappeared off into another room to change, returning in only a pair of shorts. Which left me examining his exposed torso. Human skin is wrapped quite tightly around the internal structure, and there seems to be very little, if any, loose skin, it also seemed to only be composed of one layer, most others I've meet without loose skin have special layers that can break off. Perhaps humans might be less sturdy than I had come to expect. No no that can't possibly be true
I thought to myself, or as much as I could with half a brain working.
The morning was punctured by this infernal clattering from Will's bed, his arm swung up and smashed down on a small table next to him, causing the sound to stop.
"What was that?! Did someone find us?!"
"No... it was just my [Yawns] Alarm, we need to be startled to wake up and that [Will yawned again] was the startling noise."
Will climbed out of bed, shuffled over to another table (Those humans have a lot of tables) grabbed a fresh change of clothes and made his way over to the bathroom to change.
That's when I heard it, a loud SHHHHH sound from the bathroom, I made my way over to the locked door and shouted:
"EVERYTHING OKAY IN THERE WILL?"
"YEAH, JUST TAKING A SHOWER."
"I DON'T CARE FOR THIS CONVERSATION RIGHT NOW."
I shuffled back over to my hibernation chamber, pulling the divider closed I took in a bath of UV sterilizing light and changed out of yesterday's uniform, and into todays, which on scout missions is always a set of cloths made to imitate the look of whatever cloths are common on whatever world we're scouting. In this case it was a brown turtleneck sweater, some black pants, 6 pairs of gloves as the basic orbital scan of their unencrypted communications revealed they obsess over cleanliness, often sporting multiple pairs of gloves for specific tasks, kept in separate pockets, land lastly, a sort of shawl like piece of fabric, apparently used to protect yourself from the midday dust and wind storms.
The disguise of our more... alien features was provided by some makeup, changing our skin to a sort of pale grey. We also made use of some printed prosthetic noses, wigs, and ears, which made our faces impossible to distinguish from the local inhabitants.
Once I had finished applying all my disguises, I exited my chamber and walked over to where Will was, standing by the synthesizer watching it print up a breakfast.
Will, who hadn't even donned the appropriate clothing at this point (he was wearing a simple outfit of black shorts and a grey t-shirt), was oddly enough, sopping wet. His hair had turned a jet black color due to its saturation of water, releasing its store down his face and his neck, resulting in the back of his shirt, and the front collar turning a visibly darker shade and sticking to his body, at this point I also noticed that his skin was covered in beads of moisture glinting in the sun.
"Why are you so wet?" I asked him.
"It has to do with a shower, I get myself under this sort of, simulated rainfall, only the temperature is nice and hot, and use soap, not the same kind you use to clean your hands, but the function is still the same, I then put some stuff in my hair which gets rid of oily build up, the water rinses everything off, but by the end I'm soaking wet, I will need to dry off properly though before I put on all the disguises."
As he grabbed his tray with his hands, still damp from the shower, and the skin around his fingers was all shriveled up.
"Your fingers look like mine now! See!" I asked, moving right up next to him to better show him my fingers.
"It just increases the surface area so I can grip things better underwater, only happens if they get wet."
"Why wouldn't they be like that all the time?"
"Once again I'm left wondering that question myself."
"So what's on the menu for "break-fast"?" I asked
"Well for starters, it's just one word, breakfast, and secondly, I'm having two slices of buttered toast, an egg, and a black tea. Standard human breakfast, though Coffee is more popular."
"Black tea...?" I had heard of Coffee before and its danger to other species, and was hoping that this tea drink lacked any of this substance known as Caffeine.
"Yeah just a little caffeine to wake me up."
"CAFFEINE?! That's... that's a.... that's a Class IV chemical weapon! They banned that centuries ago! How?! What?! Oh my... Oh my..." I began to hyperventilate.
"Relax! There's only what... 50 milligrams in a cup."
"FIFTY?! FIFTY!?! ONLY FIFTY?!? THAT'S TEN TIMES THE DEADLY DOSE! WHAT ARE YOUR THINKING!" I shrieked, though deep down I did take note of how that was less than that of Coffee.
"Shhh, you'll risk us getting caught, calm down, don't worry I'll have the cup disposed of properly, I've done this every day and so far, no one's gotten hurt." Will said in his standard, nonchalant attitude that has become so typical of him, a tone which did not seem anywhere near appropriate for the situation.
"SO FAR?!" I was not heeding his instructions to calm down, it's typically very hard to do so when faced with something that could lead to a violent death.
"Look, look, it's totally harmless for us humans, besides, the Federation strictly manages our recreational use of substances highly dangerous to other species, such as but not limited too: Caffeine, Capsaicin, and Cocoa. I make one wrong move and my ass is sent to jail."
I was shocked, frozen with shock, at least I wasn't screaming but I felt like I couldn't move a muscle. Capsaicin was last used by the Rx'lac to murder billions, Cocoa I hadn't heard of before so it must have been something unique to Earth, but it terrified me still. In my frozen state I waited for the cup he drank from to be destroyed, and at this moment I began to regain my motor functions.
After rigorously drying himself off with a towel and this awfully loud machine he pointed at his hair, Will began to
"Now, could you help me apply the makeup?"
Human hands, while much sturdier than what most of us use, in the case of Captain Reloxyn, she has 6 tentacles which can vary their diameter, and in the case of Zorxians like myself, we have the two hands attached to their respective arm much like a human, but the geometry of the fingers themselves are different, each finger is made up of 3 fluid filled sacs, attached one after another in segments, each sack is attached to the previous with a variety of muscles, which gives each joint the ability to make movements with a full 120 degree range of motion, in any direction. While this makes them far more fragile, due to the lack of skeletal structure, this makes us quite dextrous.
But yet, I noticed that Will's right hand, arm, and ankle were already painted, which puzzled me, if he could paint his right side, then why couldn't he paint his left?
"Do you really need my help? You did just fine painting the right side of your body."
"Tomō, do you really know so little about humans?"
"You know you're the first human I've met!"
"Humans tend to have what's called a dominant hand, what it means is that there's one hand I am really good at using, and another that I'm not so great at using, I *could* train myself to use both hands equally well, but I never really had a need, and even when it would've come in handy, there's always been someone else who can help me. Like you!"
"Aww, thanks!" I responded.
"In my case, my dominant hand is my left one, fairly uncommon. Only about 10% of people are like that, the rest are right handed, and a very small number are born with both hands being of equal capability."
"But you really should get on it with the whole training your right hand. There won't always be someone to help you."
"And yet there always has." Will responded jokingly.
"We ready?" I asked.
"Just have to get some things ready, hold on, if this society is so obsessed with cleanliness, how come they don't wear face masks? I doubt they've gotten to a point where they've already eradicated all diseases. That should take them at least another century."
"Oh, this is the really cool thing about this planet! So basically, airborne diseases never evolved! They just... don't exist here!"
"Absolutely fascinating." Will responded.
"Everything we need is now in the bag." He pointed to the black bag slung over his shoulder made from the local flora.
"And we should be ready to go!" Will enthusiastically marched over to the shuttle door, opening it at saying;
"After you!" With a look of pride on his face, odd, if anyone should be proud, it should be me, after all, this mission is already off to a good start considering he's a rookie.
The red light of Ix bathed the planet in this warm glow, Ix was rare for a red-dwarf system, as most habitable planets are tidally locked, but we marched through the woods, noting observations of the local ecosystem that we stopped periodically to jot down in our notepad.
About halfway through the forest Will stopped suddenly, turning back to face me.
"You forgot to tell me what bridge came up with for our secret identities? Oh stars, saying it like that makes me feel like some kind of super-spy!"
"Oh yes, I must have gotten distracted..." I reached for my communicator.
"Okay, so we're two hikers, you named Po'ol and I named Gra'aul, and we just finished up a nice long hike and so we're off back to Hl'Ix, population 12.8 million, and about a 2 hour train ride. Oh by the way, I have to share the language file hold on... yup that should do it! Congratulations you are now fluent in Ix!"
A requirement of working for any Federation job was the implantation of a language chip which allowed the user to become fluent in all 608 languages and, what they called "Significant Dialects" spoken in the Federation, though for people working on exploration vessels like me and Will, we had access to a file sharing system so we could download new languages for the planets we visited after the central computer processed them.
"Thanks!" Will responded from a meter or so ahead of me.
We continued our march down to the road, where we walked parallel to it as cars zipped by. Eventually the forest we had landed in cleared way for farmland, which after about 5 kilometers or so more walking, started to turn to houses with expansive yards, which gradually became smaller and smaller as we neared the center of town.
"You getting tired yet?" Will asked me, we had decided it was best for him to walk behind me, so we could make sure we stayed together.
"Yeah, but just a bit longer until we make it into... whatever the name of this town is."
We continued to make our way into the town, named Urup and with a population of about 3 thousand. When we got there it was almost devoid of any activity, and the wind had started to pick up, which carried in dust. Thankfully we anticipated this, having donned contact lenses to keep debris out of our eyes, and using the shawl to cover up our mouth and nose. At this point will stopped to pull out a small, and very thin, weather sheet, which he released into the wind. This device would record the weather conditions as it gets carried by the wind. Just after doing this, he turned to me and said,
"Weather at time of release: Temperature: 10 degrees Celsius. Wind speed: 56 Kph, rising. Feels like: 5.2 Degrees Celsius, falling. It wasn't able to get a good reading on dust concentration because it's rising too fast so that should tell you everything you need to know."
The wind nearly blew Will's shawl off, but he grabbed it just in time, and me, being too focused on Will, had let my own shawl blow away in the wind, and while Will had tried to reach for it, the wind carried it away far too quickly for him to get it in time, only missing his fingers by a handful of centimeters. I quickly covered my mouth with my sweater, though this did leave part of my midsection exposed to the elements, a suboptimal position to be in during a dust storm of this magnitude.
"Dammit! Almost had the blasted thing!" Will shouted, the rush of the wind was beginning to drown out our voices.
He put his hand in one of the many pockets on his pants, that's something everyone can appreciate about Ix fashion, anything below 10 pockets is simply unacceptable. Anyways, Will pulled out a small pair of scissors, and quickly removed his shawl.
"What are you doing you can't remove your shawl in these conditions!" I shouted back at him.
"I'll be quick, don't worry!" Will responded as he cut his cloth in two.
"Here!" He said handing me the now removed half of his shawl, and quickly covering his face with the remaining half.
We continued on, though this time much slower than before, as we didn't want to loose our balance and be toppled by the wind. Never before had I ever had to deal with wind this intense, no wonder they assigned the human.
"Squat down! Boundary layer winds should be slower!" He shouted to me while bending down to waddle his way across the street to the hotel.
Squatting down only provided minimal relief, as I suppose one would have to crawl to truly take advantage of this effect. Slowly but surely we made our way across the road, over to the hotel. Opening the first set of doors we were met with a powerful blast of air, which prevented any dust from getting in. Only until after the doors had closed, and our clothes were sufficiently purged of any particulates that had somehow lodged their way into the remarkably dense fabrics. Eventually though, the blast died down, and the second doors opened automatically.
The doors opened to reveal an interior with a largely brown, beige, and black color pattern. The whole lobby was lit with a quite warm color tone, with the lightbulbs occasionally flickering and all the windows had been sealed off behind steel plates. Eventually Will turned his head to face a desk spanning quite a large distance, located just in front of a large board with all the room numbers located next to a light.
We could vaguely hear someone talking to another person, emanating from behind a door marked "Employees Only", Will glanced at me, pulling my attention to his gloves, which he began to swap out for a new pair. I quickly followed suit. Eventually, just moments after I finished putting on a new pair of gloves, one of the people from behind the door exited.
"Why on Ix would there ever be customers walking in during the middle of the storm! We issued the alert 2 hours ago!" The woman said to the man who stayed in the room as the door closed behind her.
Turning around to face the two of us, and walking over to the main part of the check in desk, she began to speak to us.
"Hi my name us Za'ul!" She said, showing us her name tag.
"Now what can I do for the two of you! Must've been miserable trapped out there in the storm!"
Will began to approach the desk, seeing this I decided to sit down and catch my breath, the 10 kilometer walk had exhausted me, it was remarkable to see Will barley fazed by it.
"Hi my name is Po'ol and this is my hiking buddy Gra'aul, we just finished up the most beautiful of hikes through that nearby forest, so we're on our way back to Hl'ix! I was wondering if you could get us a room please and thank you ma'am." He said in a sort of folksy manner, not too dissimilar from the way Za'ul spoke.
"Alright you want one bed or two?" She responded.
"-Two please." He said, almost cutting Za'ul off.
"All right! You want first floor or second floor?"
"Oh second floor would be lovely."
"Well here's your key and have a lovely stay!"
Will walked over to me.
"Got us a key for room 203, here's your key" Will had switched from his folksy mannerisms to a soft whisper, but I just let the key hit me, I was far to tired to catch it.
"Well I see our hike took quite a bit out of you, so just come up when your ready, I got the bags don't worry."
I nodded my head in silent agreement, I was exhausted, but I knew I should probably go upstairs to the room with him.
"Hold on.." I said, slowly lifting myself up onto my feet and carefully making my way over to the elevator.
Standing in the cramped elevator I noticed Will suddenly had this terrible and persistent oder.
"You okay?" I asked him
"Yeah... why do you ask?"
"It's just... you smell kind of... bad."
"Oh!" He chuckled with that same old chuckle I had heard a million times before.
"Yeah, uh, I'm sure after I explained to you what a shower was you were probably perplexed as to why we don't do the standard UV bath, but basically humans smell bad after a long day, or after a long enough, or intense enough period of physical exertion. Showering gets rid of the smell. I did notice the Ix had only a single layer of skin, and hopefully this means they too have the scent issues that humans have, and thus also make use of showering."
"I see. Can you take another shower when we get to the hotel?"
"Tomō! That's... don't say that to other humans okay, you can be direct with me like that but... a lot of other humans will not
take that kindly. Just letting you know that." ding
The elevator had made its way up to the second floor.
"Let's see, 203... 203... here it is!"
Will unlocked the door and opened it.
"Oh thank the stars they have actual beds and it wasn't just a translational error!" He cried out in relief.
Will ran over to the bathroom.
"And they have showers too! Just Wonderful! Don't worry a shower should adequately clean you too."
"Oh I brought my own portable UV sterilizer, I'll be fine."
"You just relax down I'll take care of the report back to bridge."
I made my way over to the beds and just collapsed into it. Hibernating while laying down was not ideal, but at this point I'd do anything not to be on my feet anymore. Eventually I decided that I didn't care for lying face down, and instead rolled over to face Will, just to make sure he didn't botch the report.
Eventually once he finished his report, he walked over to the rooms corners and placed the sound barriers, which would cancel out our voices making sure nobody heard us. Which he, well, I was supposed to do first thing upon entering, though I was far to tired, and Will must've only just noticed. You know, when he first got here he really just annoyed me to no end, but now, he's really settled in and has gotten really into the hang of things, and sure, he's weird, but you know what, he's a human, he's not weird, just... different.
I think I'm going to leave it off here, I know I promised some action but this is just where the story lead me, and it was already getting long. Part 5 will be out tomorrow. Hope you enjoyed reading!
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2023.06.07 01:35 throwaway55558888 Face Grooming Help Needed on My Rescue Pup
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During the pandemic, it was impossible to get a grooming appointment so I started grooming my 3 Havanese-mix boys at home, and I bought some supplies (clippers, round edge scissors/thinners, an adjustable table & grooming sling). submitted by throwaway55558888 to doggrooming [link] [comments]
I’ve been doing just fine until I rescued a new dog 9 months ago who will absolutely not let me anywhere near his face, to the point where he is starting to mat. I am guessing he was severely abused because he does NOT like men, but has bonded to me. He will let me brush his body, trim his nails & give a sanitary trim, but he absolutely will not let me anywhere near his face.
Suggestions?? I’ve already tried Benadryl, some type of calming prescription his vet provided, and CBD chews - none of them have worked when it comes to trimming his face.
At the moment I am desensitizing him by lightly running the closed scissors along his body and face when we have quiet moments (without trying to actually cut any of his hair). He really seemed to hate one set of clippers so I bought the quietest smallest pair I could find, and I cup them in my palm while running the vibrating clipper body lightly along his body, just acclimating him to the sensation and noise without cutting his hair.
Any suggestions would be wildly appreciated - I adore this little guy and plan a long, and happy life together. If I have to bring him to a groomer, I will. But I would rather figure a way forward myself that will not undo all of the work and trust I have spent the last nine months building with this little one.
Thanks in advance !!!
2023.06.07 01:33 seffial Newsletter Week of June 6th 2023
Omnivoracious Listeners New Music Newsletter (Week of June 10th): New LPs:
🇲🇽 Agora - 'Empire' (Genre: Prog Metal)
🇨🇭 All Life Ends - 'Miscreation' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇬🇭 Amaarae - 'Fountain Baby' (Genre: Neo Soul)
🇺🇸 American Trappist - 'Poison Revenge' (Genre: Indie Rock, Shoegaze)
🇨🇦 Amy Gabba & the Almost Famous - 'Screaming at the Top of My Lungs' (Genre: Punk Rock, Ska)
🇺🇸 Ane Diaz - 'Despechada' (Genre: Folk)
🇺🇸 Anna St. Louis - 'In the Air' (Genre: Indie Pop, Indie Rock)
🇫🇷 Aodon - 'Portraits' (Genre: Atmosherpic Black Metal)
🇸🇪 Art Nation - 'Inceptopm' (Genre: Heavy Metal)
🇳🇴 Autonomie - 'No Peace, Only Violence' (Genre: Thrash Metal)
🇫🇷 Avalanches - 'Megalithe' (Genre: Math Rock, Post-Rock)
🇩🇰 Avarice - 'Avarice' (Genre: Death Thrash)
🇬🇧 Bag of Cans - 'We Are a Band' (Genre: Indie Rock)
🇬🇧 Benedict Benjamin - 'Tunnel' (Genre: Psych Rock)
🇺🇸 Big Blood - 'First Aid Kit' (Genre: Psych Rock)
🇲🇾 Blackfire - 'The Enourmous Wrath' (Genre: Black, Thrash)
🇮🇹 Black Rainbows - 'Superskull' (Genre: Stoner Rock)
🇺🇸 BLK ODYSSY - 'DIAMONDS & FREAKS' (Genre: Hip-Hop)
🇬🇧 Bo Gritz - 'Chroma' (Genre: Noise Rock, Post-Punk)
🇩🇰 Boys From Heaven - 'The Descendant' (Genre: Pop-Rock, AOR)
🇺🇸 Brahmashiras - 'Brahmashiras' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇬🇷 BURIAL HORDES - 'Ruins' (Genre: Black Metal, Death Metal)
🇸🇪 Carry the Torch - 'Delusion' (Genre: Death, Thrash)
🇸🇪 Cavern Deep - 'Part II - Breach' (Genre: Doom Metal)
🇦🇺 Celestial Burial - 'Genocidal Extinction' (Genre: Death Metal, Deathcore)
🇺🇸 Christian Lopez - 'Magdalena' (Genre: Folk Rock, Americana)
🇫🇷 Christine and the Queens - 'PARANOÏA, ANGELS, TRUE LOVE' (Genre: Synthpop, Art Pop)
🇮🇹 Claustrum - 'Claustrum' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇳🇱 Come, Sweet Death - 'Imperishable' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇨🇭 Conjuring - 'Vis Naturae' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇯🇵 Crack6 - 'カナリア最終楽章:CODA' (Genre: Visual Kei, J-Pop)
🇺🇸 Crashing Wayward - 'Listen!' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇸🇪 Crossfade - 'Innocent Days' (Genre: Pop Rock)
🇵🇱 Cult Ov Black Blood - 'Apocalyptic Banner Ov Abaddon' (Genre: Black, Death)
🇬🇧 Dayshifter - 'Hiraeth' (Genre: Metalcore)
🇨🇦 Dead Quiet - 'IV: Sacrament' (Genre: Stoner Rock)
🇺🇸 Decisive Pink - 'Ticket to Fame' (Genre: Indietronica, Hyper Pop)
🇺🇸 Demsfightinwords - 'Vexation' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇮🇹 Desecrate - 'Lights of Contradiction' (Genre: Melodic Death Metal)
🇪🇸 Diovio - 'Cara Os Ceios Incrementes' (Genre: Melodic Black Metal)
🇺🇸 Dominic Sen - 'Apparation' (Genre: Indie Pop, Art Pop)
🇬🇧 Dream Wife - 'Social Lubrication' (Genre: Art Punk, Indie Rock)
🇺🇸 Drew Holcolmb & the Neighbors - 'Strongers No More' (Genre: Folk Rock, Americana)
🇮🇱 Dudu Tassa & Jonny Greenwood - 'Jarak Qaribak' (Genre: Experimental Rock)
🇳🇴 Ekrom - 'Uten Nådigst Formildelse' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇺🇸 Ellis Paul - '55' (Genre: Folk)
🇩🇪 Elvenpath - 'Faith Through the Fire' (Genre: Power Metal)
🇺🇸 Emile Mosseri - 'Heaven Hunters' (Genre: Modern Classical, Indie Rock)
🇩🇪 Eremit - 'Wearer of Numerous Forms' (Genre: Doom Sludge)
🇺🇸 Evidence of Struggle - 'Evidence of Struggle' (Genre: Progressive Rock, Post-Rock)
🇺🇸 Evil In - 'Age of Immortal Darkness' (Genre: Death Thrash)
🇹🇷 Exnun - 'Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death' (Genre: Blackened Death Metal)
🇺🇸 Extreme - 'Six' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇱🇻 F/E/A - 'Anti' (Genre: Post-Rock)
🇮🇹 False Memories - 'Hybrid Ego System' (Genre: Dark Metal)
🇺🇸 Feeble Little Horse - 'Girl With Fish' (Genre: Noise Pop, Indie Rock)
🇨🇦 Fionn - 'I Might Start Smoking' (Genre: Indie Pop, Folk Pop)
🇫🇷 Fragile - '...About Going Home' (Genre: Post-Hardcore)
🇩🇪 Front Row Warriors - 'Wheel of Fortune' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇮🇸 Gabríel Ólafs - 'Lullabies for Piano and Cello' (Genre: Neo Classical, Folk)
🇬🇧 GALLUS - 'We Don't Like the People We've Become' (Genre: Alt Rock, Indie Punk)
🇺🇸 Gardner and James - 'No Strings' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇦🇺 GELD - 'Currency // Castration' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇬🇧 Gengahr - 'Red Sun Titans' (Genre: Dreampop, Indie Rock)
🇺🇸 Glass Casket - 'Glass Casket' (Genre: Deathcore, Death Metal)
🇬🇧 Godflesh - 'PURGE' (Genre: Industrial Metal)
🇳🇴 Grant the Sun - 'Voyage' (Genre: Prog Metal, Post-Rock)
🇸🇪 Gravecrawler - 'The Horrors Unleashed' (Genre: Blackened Death Metal)
🇧🇪 Guilty as Charged - 'Depravity' (Genre: Heavy Metal)
🇩🇪 Halls of Oblivion - 'Eighteen Hundred and Froze to Death' (Genre: Melodic Death Metal)
🇳🇴 Hammok - 'Now I Know' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇬🇷 Hate Manifesto - 'ΑΠΟΣΤΑΤΗΣ' (Genre: Death, Black)
🇯🇵 H.U.G - 'HELIOS' (Genre: J-Rock, Visual Rock)
🇩🇰 Human Growth - 'Lube Factory' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇸🇪 Imperishable - 'Come, Sweet Death' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇺🇸 Infinite Bliss - '"We Reach for Crowded Aboveness"' (Genre: Drone, Shoegaze)
🇺🇸 Innerlove. - 'Roscoe' (Genre: Indie Pop, Emo)
🇺🇸 J Hacha De Zola - 'Wihtout a Tribe' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇺🇸 Janelle Monáe - 'The Age of Pleasure' (Genre: R&B, Pop)
🇺🇸 Jason Isbell and the 400 Units - 'Weathervanes' (Genre: Alt-Country, Americana)
🇨🇦 Jayda G - 'Guy' (Genre: House)
🇨🇭 JeGong - 'The Complex Inbetween' (Genre: Experimental Rock)
🇺🇸 Jenny Lewis - 'Joy'All' (Genre: Singer-Songwriter, Indie Rock)
🇨🇦 Jeremie Albino - 'Tears You Hude' (Genre: Americana)
🇺🇸 Jess Williamson - 'Time Ain't Accidental' (Genre: Americana)
🇺🇸 Jimmy Whispers - 'The Search for God' (Genre: Indie Pop Rock)
🇬🇧 Johnny the Boy - 'You' (Genre: Grunge, Doom Metal)
🇺🇸 Joudy - 'Destroy All Monsters' (Genre: Experimental Rock)
🇫🇮 Kaksonen - 'Universumin Kuningas' (Genre: Thrash Death)
🇬🇧 Keaton Henson - 'House Party' (Genre: Indie Folk, Modern Classical)
🇩🇪 Kickhunter - 'Now or Never' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇮🇹 King Howl - 'Homecoming' (Genre: Psych Rock, Blues Rock)
🇬🇧 King Krule - 'Space Heavy' (Genre: Indie Rock)
🇺🇸 KTHRTK - 'Dreams Are the Only Safe Place to Hide' (Genre: Heavy Metal)
🇨🇦 Lamb Faucet - 'Lamb Faucet' (Genre: Noise Rock, Psych Rock)
🇺🇸 Last Giant - 'Monuments' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇨🇦 Legion of Decadence - 'Swing It By' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇳🇱 Legion of the Damned - 'The Poison Chalice' (Genre: Death Thrash)
🇨🇦 Lightning Dust - 'Nostalgia Killer' (Genre: Psych Folk)
🇬🇧 Loud George - 'Loud George' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇨🇦 Louise Campbell - 'Sources' (Genre: Modern Classical)
🇬🇧 Lunch Money Life - 'The God Phone' (Genre: Post-Rock, Nu Jazz)
🇺🇸 Masqued - 'When Demons Call' (Genre: Symphonic Metal, Prog Metal)
🇨🇭 Max Enix - 'Far From Home' (Genre: Post-Metal, Symphonic Metal)
🇬🇧 McFly - 'Power to Play' (Genre: Pop Rock)
🇫🇷 Miasmes - 'Répugnance' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇺🇸 Mighty Tortuga - 'The Plague Inside Your Head' (Genre: Emo, Alt Rock)
🇰🇷 Mountains - 'Old Friends' (Genre: Midwest Emo)
🇺🇸 Nad Navillus - 'Forgotten Portraits' (Genre: Soft Rock)
🇸🇬 Nerraka - 'Conquerors Ov the Nusantara' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇨🇦 Night Court - 'Humans!' (Genre: Post-Hardcore)
🇺🇸 No Lights - 'Dream Eraser' (Genre: Post-Punk, Indie Pop)
🇺🇸 Nora Stanley & Benny Bock - 'Distance of the Moon' (Genre: Jazz, Ambient)
🇯🇵 大山まき (Oyama Maki) - 'Valkyrie' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇨🇦 Pantayo - 'Ang Pagdaloy' (Genre: Synth Pop)
🇧🇷 Paranoid Existence - 'Drakaina' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇷🇺 Passéisme - 'Alternance' (Genre: Melodic Black Metal)
🇬🇧 Public Body - 'Big Mess' (Genre: Post-Punk)
🇺🇸 Pulsr - 'A View of Everything' (Genre: Indie Rock, Slowcore)
🇺🇸 Pyrexia - 'System of the Animal 25' (Genre: Brutal Death Metal)
🇬🇧 Rat Cage - 'Savage Visions' (Genre: D-Beat, Hardcore Punk)
🇺🇸 Ray Adler - 'II' (Genre: Prog Metal)
🇪🇸 Rise to Fall - 'The Fifth Dimension' (Genre: Melodic Death Metal)
🇺🇸 Rob Grant (Lana Del Rey's Father) - 'Lost at Sea' (Genre: Neo Classical)
🇺🇸 Ruiner - 'The Book of Patience' (Genre: Doom, Drone Metal)
🇬🇧 Samuel Nicholson - 'Birthday Suit' (Genre: Indie Rock)
🇸🇪 Scar Symmetry - 'The Singularity (Phase II - Xenotaph)' (Genre: Progressive Metal, Death Metal)
🇨🇭 Shakra - 'Invincible' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇬🇧 Silverhours - 'Madeleine Moment' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇪🇸 Siroll - 'Directe Del Camp' (Genre: Death Thrash)
🇫🇮 Slow Fall - 'Obsidian Waves' (Genre: Prog Melodic Death Metal)
🇺🇸 Soft Kill - 'Metta World Peace' (Genre: Post-Punk, Gothic Rock)
🇺🇸 Sons of Venus - 'Crisis to Crisis' (Genre: Psychedelic Rock, Progressive Rock)
🇳🇴 SPLIT//BITE - '404 Ends' (Genre: Metallic Hardcore)
🇬🇧 Squid - 'O Monolith' (Genre: Post-Punk)
🇨🇦 Stasis - 'Six Shades of Red' (Genre: Melodic Metalcore)
🇺🇸 Stellar Circuits - 'Sight to Sound' (Genre: Progressive Metal)
🇧🇪 Stygian Love - 'Ghost Light' (Genre: Blackgaze)
🇺🇸 Superbloom - 'Life's a Blur' (Genre: Indie Grunge)
🇺🇸 Takacs - 'Deadfall' (Genre: Crossover Thrash)
🇬🇧 Teenage Waitress - 'Your Cuckoo' (Genre: Singer-Songwriter, Synthpop)
🇫🇮 TEHNI - 'Valkama' (Genre: Dark Folk, Neo Folk)
🇨🇦 TEKE::TEKE - 'Hagata' (Genre: Psych Rock, J-Rock)
🇫🇷 Terrine - 'Standing Abs' (Genre: Heavy Metal, No Wave)
🇩🇰 The Arcane Order - 'Distortions From Cosmogony' (Genre: Tech Death Metal)
🇺🇸 The Biscuit Merchant - 'Phobia' (Genre: Death Thrash)
🇬🇧 The Bleeding - 'Monokrator' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇬🇧 The Boo Radleys - 'Eight' (Genre: Dream Pop)
🇺🇸 The Bronzed Chorus - 'Aki' (Genre: Math Rock)
🇺🇸 The Dead Milkmen - 'Quaker City Quiet Pills' (Genre: Punk Rock)
🇺🇸 The Defiants - 'Drive' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇺🇸 The Donner Party - 'Cutting Class' (Genre: Crossover Thash)
🇺🇸 The Extensions - 'High Charisma' (Genre: Indie Rock)
🇳🇴 The High Water Marks - 'Your Next Wolf' (Genre: Indie Pop, Indie Rock)
🇺🇸 The Soiled Doves - 'Revenant Spiritts' (Genre: Prog Metal, Hardcore Punk)
🇬🇧 The View - 'Exorcism of Youth' (Genre: Indie Rock)
🇬🇧 This Is the Kit - 'Careful of Your Keepers' (Genre: Alt Folk Rock)
🇺🇸 Tightwire - 'Head Full of Snakes' (Genre: Punk Rock)
🇳🇿 Tom Lark - 'Brave Star' (Genre: Indie Folk, Alt Country)
🇮🇹 Tony Tears - 'Pains' (Genre: Doom Metal, Prog Rock)
🇺🇸 Torture Rack - 'Primeval Onslaught' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇺🇸 Toxins - 'Existential Dread' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇨🇭 Trom - 'Liber Mud' (Genre: Gothic Metal)
🇺🇸 Twilight Road - 'Trapped' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇺🇸 Ultra Q - 'My Guardian Angel' (Genre: Alt Punk)
🇦🇺 Vasculitis - 'Masochistic Intestinal Eruption' (Genre: Brutal Death Metal)
🇩🇪 Voidhaven - 'Lithic' (Genre: Doom Death)
🇨🇦 Vortex - 'The Future Remains in Oblivion' (Genre: Death Metal, Black Metal)
🇰🇷 왑띠 Wapddi - '으악! 나는 내던져졌다!' (Genre: Indie Rock, Power Pop)
🇺🇸 WAXEN - 'Die Macht Von Hassen' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇺🇸 We Are the Empty - 'The Desert' (Genre: Alt Metal, Prog Metal)
🇬🇧 Weekend Recovery - 'Esoteric' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇧🇷 Werewolf Bloodorder - 'The Rebirth of the Night and the Fog' (Genre: Black Metal)
🇺🇸 Youth Lagoon - 'Heaven Is a Junkyard' (Genre: Dreampop)
🇸🇮 Zorya - 'Mystic Lament' (Genre: Post-Black Metal) New EPs:
🇫🇮 Angry Adults - 'Dust and Weight' (Genre: Punk Rock)
🇺🇸 Appalachian Winter - 'Wintermountains Rise' (Genre: Symphonic Black Metal)
🇬🇧 Before the Sirens - 'Desolate Seas & Darkened Skies' (Genre: Groove Metal)
🇺🇸 Cancer Christ - 'Satan Is a Bitch' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇨🇦 Envy of None - 'That Was Then, This Is Now' (Genre: Supergroup, Prog Rock)
🇦🇺 Futureheaven - 'Colourwaves' (Genre: Shoegaze, Dreampop)
🇦🇺 Gordon Holland - 'Skipping Stones on a Salt Lake' (Genre: Pop-Rock, Singer-Songwriter)
🇺🇸 I, Destroyer - 'Cold, Dead Hands' (Genre: Thrash, Speed Metal)
🇸🇪 Jesus Chrüsler Supercar - 'Rising' (Genre: Death N Roll)
🇺🇸 Kill Division - 'Thoughts and Prayers' (Genre: Death Metal, Grindcore)
🇺🇸 Kimberly Perry - 'Bloom' (Genre: Singer-Songwriter, Pop)
🇬🇧 Legss - 'Fester' (Genre: Art-Rock)
🇫🇷 Mere Mortals - 'EP 2023' (Genre: Hardcore Punk)
🇺🇦 Merzotna Potvora - 'Mertvyj Ščur' (Genre: Black Thrash)
🇬🇧 Minor Conflict - 'Bright Lights, Dead City' (Genre: Post-Punk)
🇬🇧 Misery Whip - 'Alpine Militant' (Genre: Death Metal)
🇬🇧 Rianne Downey - 'Method to My Madness' (Genre: Indie Pop)
🇩🇰 Riyah - 'Ripped Jeans' (Genre: Alt Metal)
🇩🇪 Showdown - 'Feel the Heat' (Genre: Hard Rock)
🇫🇷 Sviatibor - 'Primal Flame Inheritance' (Genre: Ambient Black Metal)
🇺🇸 Warm Frames - 'Sniff This' (Genre: Noise Rock)
🇺🇸 Wesley Adams Cook - 'Caught in the Middle' (Genre: Indie Rock, Chamber Pop)
🇦🇺 Wifecult - 'Clarity in Kindness' (Genre: Alt Rock)
🇺🇸 Wombo - 'Slab' (Genre: Post-Punk, Psych Rock)
🇦🇺 Woodes - 'Kingdom Come' (Genre: Indie Pop, Alt Indie) New Remixes:
🇺🇸 Cynic - 'ReFocus' (Genre: Prog Rock)
🇺🇸 Mega Infinity - 'Remixed Heartache' (Genre: Hyperska, Ambient Ska)
New contributors have joined me on the newsletter! So you may see a few things you normally wouldn't while we work out the kinks, but you'll also see more info on the spreadsheet that's available in the server! We hope to bring back the For Fans of Section even more and resume highlighting debut releases! So come check it out if you're so inclined! https://discord.gg/V5fZ38KSCY
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