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2008.07.19 20:02 Tijuana

Welcome to Tijuana! Sister city to San Diego and over all borderland. This city is not as scary as the media might have you believe. Our community is small but the city is gigantic. There is much more to Tijuana than you can imagine.

2011.08.19 08:29 Warden04 Reddit - EDC Las Vegas

Electric Daisy Carnival, commonly known as EDC, is an electronic dance music and art festival presented by Insomniac Events since 1997. The flagship event, EDC Las Vegas, is a three night event held at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway northeast of the Las Vegas Strip in Nevada with over 140k attendees nightly. EDC is known for it's various genres of electronic music with state-of-the-art stage production, costumed performers, fireworks, and various art installations around the festival grounds.

2020.11.25 03:43 Nakedwitch58 In La Bamba was the portrayal of Ritchie's brother as an abusive guy who stole Ritchie's girlfriend accurate?

Did he come back from his drug run in Mexico and then after acting all brotherly sneak off and have sex with Ritchie's girlfriend? Then relocate with the family to a city in California using his drug money from his drug run and live in a trailer on the property he bought his family with the girlfriend he stole who he then impregnated?
Was he abusive to that girlfriend?
In general was the portrayal of him accurate? Did he try his hand at animation?
How accurate was the movie.
Was he abusive to that girlfriend?
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2020.11.24 19:16 ThrowawayKITTY777 When women travel

I'm bored at home a lot lately so I made the mistake of dipping a toe in the water of the "manosphere"...
Wow, these stupid men and their nonsense.
Apparently it's a "red flag" if a woman likes to travel on her own or with a group of women.
And yet, they're always talking about traveling just FOR SEX and share all these tips and tricks about in what countries is it easy to find hot girls to bang. They look at a pic from other countries and their response is usually "Cool place, what are the girls like there"
Yeahhhh, ok asshole.
Y'know the "Grail Temple" from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade... that's the site of Petra, in Jordan and there's a whole pile of historical cool shit to see there... my 3 Besties and I went there for the HISTORY of it. We DEFINITELY did not hook up with local men, but we saw plenty of the male tourists bothering the local women.
In Mexico city the 3 Besties and I saw all the museums, fancy churches, ancient Aztec temples and spent all day at Frida Kahlo's house, plus went to their biggest goth club.
I can't tell you that the local men didn't hit on us and try to hook up. They tried, especially the goth guys.... and have you SEEN how the Mexican goth culture puts the US goth culture to shame... they bring it with the dressing fancy, dancing well and looking good. Some of the vampire boys down there are the best looking guys I've ever seen ... but no, we declined the offers we got.. and those offers were 99% made elegantly with dignity and they took the refusals with good manners and didn't pester us after.... yet EVERY American male tourist we saw down there was crudely hitting on the locals AND their fellow tourists. I had one guy from Florida tell me "We should hook up, it doesn't count if you're on vacation" I saw a group of college dickheads from the US straight up harassing a group of college girls at a bar.
Everywhere I have ever traveled, by myself, or with the Besties.... I see men on vacation trying to get laid, treating local women like cheap whores, aggressively hitting on their fellow tourists. They're the problem.
That whole "Women traveling is a red flag" is pure projection of men's own shitty behavior when they're out of the country.
To hell with them... go, travel, see stuff, party on a beach in the Caribbean, visit wherever the hell looks cool to you and have fun. It's the men who need to stay home until they can act right!!!!
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2020.11.24 07:13 Montana_Joe The Ultimate Jesuit Red Pill by Montana_Joe (PART ONE)

Let's get right into it!
The CIA's founding father was Jesuit Knight Malta Bill Donovan. Before the CIA was created Bill Donovan was the head director of the OSS which was the precursor to the CIA.
Jesuit historians call themselves the pioneers of globalization and in 1689 they facilitated the first trade treaty between China and Russia - they have been meddling in politics since the very beginning and continue to do so today. In 2013 Pope Francis said, "a good Catholic meddles in politics".
Meddling in politics wouldn't really be such a bad thing for the world's largest and richest religion, except for the many times they mention (or hint at) a new world order.
So far this is just a basic primer into the Jesuits and their goals and their interests in politics and globalization. But there's something that needs to be cleared up around here, which is the fact that Jews do not own the media, the Jesuits do. Everyone here knows that the CIA (and other intelligence groups) control the media and has infiltrated the media since its inception, and I started this post out with the CIA being a Jesuit creation, but that's just the beginning.


News corp and 21st Century Fox: Rupert Murdoch is a Knight of Malta, a Knight of St Gregory the Great, and a Knight of the Equestrian Order. He is the founder, Chairman and CEO of global media holding company News Corporation, the world's second-largest media conglomerate, and its successors News Corp and 21st Century Fox after the conglomerate split. He also owns several mainstream newspapers in Australia, New Zealand and the United Kingdom. Jose Maria Aznar, the former President of Spain and a staunch Roman Catholic, is a director of News Corp. Another director of News Corp is Viet Dinh, the Roman Catholic law professor at the Jesuit Georgetown University who was the chief architect of the Patriot Act.
Walt Disney Company: Director Emeritus was Roy Disney until he died, who was a Papal Knight in the Roman Catholic Order of St. Gregory the Great. Also notable is the fact that since 1996, a man named Leo J Donovan S.J. has been on the board of the company. O'Donovan is a Jesuit priest and the former President of Georgetown University.
Viacom: The man in charge of Viacom is Sumner Redstone, who is trained by Jesuits at Georgetown University. Viacom's Senior Executive Vice President and Chief Administrative Officer, Thomas E Dooley, is Roman Catholic, trained at the devoutly Roman Catholic St. John's University.
CBS Corporation: CBS is owned by Viacom, which is covered above. One of the directors of CBS Corporation, Joseph Califano Jr is a Roman Catholic who was Jesuit-trained at the College of the Holy Cross in Massachusetts. Califano is a Papal Knight of Malta. Another of their directors, Charles K. Gifford, is Chairman Emeritus of the Bank of America, which is 51% owned by the Jesuits and was founded by a Knight of Malta (Amadeo Giannini). Another director is Robert D Walter, who is Roman Catholic.
NBCUniversal: Current (and semi recent)CEO is Jeff Shell, but prior to that it was Bob Wright who is Jesuit trained at the College of the Holy Cross. He is a former NBC executive, having served as president and CEO from 1986 to 2001, and chairman and CEO from 2001 until he retired in 2007. He has been credited with overseeing the broadcast network's expansion into a media conglomerate and leading the company to record earnings in the 1990s. NBC Universal has close ties to the Blackstone Group, which is run by Peter G. Peterson, whose wife (who is a television producer) has been honored at a number of Jesuit universities.
Associated Press and Gannet: Former CEO of AP and directory of Gannet, Louis Boccardi, a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Fordham University, the Jesuit university of New York.
Clear Channel: Clear Channel is owned by Bain Capital. The Vice President of Bain Capital is Lisa Claussen, a Roman Catholic woman who was Jesuit-trained at Boston College. The Chief Financial Officer of Bain Capital is Jay Corrigan, a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Fordham University. The Managing Director of Bain Capital is Dewey Awad, a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Georgetown University. The Executive Vice President of Bain Capital, Patrick Lebreton, is a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Georgetown University. Another executive at Bain is Phillip Carter, a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Boston College. Another executive at Bain is Amit Chandra, a Roman Catholic man who was Jesuit-trained at Boston College. Another executive at Bain is Susan Levine, who was Jesuit-trained at Georgetown University.
McGraw-Hills Companies: Robert J. Bahash, the Executive Vice President and Chief Financial Officer, is Roman Catholic, trained at the Roman Catholic Mount St. Mary's University.
Hearst Corporation: Hearst is run by the Knights of Malta, a Vatican military order that has been called 'the Pope's militia' since its founding. It was founded by William Randolph Hearst, a Knight of Malta. The Nationwide Head of The Hearst Newspaper Group and the Vice President of the Hearst Corporation is Bob Danzig, a Knight of Malta. A director of Hearst Corporation and Executive Vice President of Hearst Magazines is Raymond J. Petersen, a Knight of Malta.
The Washington Post Company: The Washington Post Company is run by Donald E Graham, a member of the Jesuit/Vatican-controlled Bilderberg Group, which was founded by Joseph Retinger, a Jesuit priest and Knight of Malta, and Prince Bernhard, a Knight of Malta. The Senior Vice President of The Washington Company is Veronica Dillon, a Roman Catholic woman who was Jesuit-trained at Fordham University. A director, Anne M Mulcahy, is a Roman Catholic woman who was also trained at Fordham University. She is also the ex CEO of xerox.
New York Times: CEO is Mark Thompson). Thompson was educated by Jesuits at the independent school Stonyhurst College. The Jewish name that everyone likes to bring up here with NYT is of course Sulzberger who is the family behind NYT originally (and who still owns the majority privately) but it should be noted that Suzberger is only 1/2 Jewish and was raised Episcopalian.
E.W. Scripps Company: The Vice President of Corporate Communications and Investor Relations is Timothy A. King, who was Jesuit-trained at Georgetown College. The Chief Compliance & Ethics Officer is Mary Denise Kuprionis, a member of the board of trustees of a private Roman Catholic college (College of Mount St. Joseph). E. John Wolfzorn, the Treasurer for E.W. Scripps, is Roman Catholic - although it needs to be noted that he retired in 2009.
Thomson Reuters: Reuters (like most media) is controlled by the Papacy's council on foreign relations (CFR). Further, the CFR is controlled by the Royal Institute of International Affairs (RIIA), which is controlled by the Vatican's Club of Rome.
Freedom Communications: A major director at Freedman Communications is Raymond C. H. Bryan, who was Jesuit-trained at Fordham University.
A&E Television Networks: A&E is owned by Hearst, which is already covered above and is run by the Vatican's Knights of Malta.
CNN: Ted Turner - it's hard to prove without a doubt he's a Jesuit, but there is a lot of hints, especially coming from Jesuit universities that teach about him.
MPAA: The MPAA was founded by Knight of Malta Jack Valenti who headed the MPAA for over 30 years. Most recent senior vice presidents are both Georgetown alumni Steve Fabrizio (who was actually fired recently after being arrested on a sex scandal) and Gail Mackinnon who was recently promoted to handle global policies for the MPAA.
Andy Ackerman - Jesuit trained television director and producer, Seinfeld, Curb Your Enthusiasm, and Two and a Half Men (Santa Clara University)
Carlos Alazraki - Jesuit trained President and CEO of Alazraki & Asociados Publicidad agency (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Alan Alda - Jesuit trained movie actor and TV star (Fordham University)
Robert Altman - Jesuit trained film director (Rockhurst High School)
Don Ameche - Jesuit trained actor (Marquette University)
Emilio Azcarraga Jean - Jesuit trained President and owner of Televisa (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Philip Bosco - Jesuit trained Tony-award-winning actor (Broadway and Hollywood) (Saint Peter's Prep, Jersey City, New Jersey)
Luis Buñuel - Jesuit trained filmmaker (Jesuit College, Aragon, Spain)
Daniel Burman - Jesuit trained film producer (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Tom Clancy, Jr. - Jesuit trained author (Loyola College in Maryland and Loyola High School)
Patricia Clarkson - Jesuit trained Emmy Award-winning and Academy Award-nominated actress (Fordham University)
Darren Criss - Jesuit trained actor (St. Ignatius College Preparatory, San Francisco)
Bing Crosby - Jesuit trained entertainer (Gonzaga University, Spokane)
Arthur Daley) - Jesuit trained New York Times columnist and 1956 Pulitzer Prize winner, one of only three sportswriters to be awarded the Pulitzer Prize for journalism (Fordham Preparatory School)
David DeCaires - Jesuit trained journalist (Stonyhurst College, England)
Charles F. Dolan - Jesuit trained founder of Cablevision (John Carroll University)
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Jesuit trained author of the Sherlock Holmes detective stories (Stonyhurst Saint Mary's Hall and Stonyhurst College)
Timothy Egan - Jesuit trained Pulitzer Prize-winning NYT writer (Gonzaga Preparatory School in Spokane, Washington)
Raúl Esparza - Jesuit trained actor on law and order special victims unit. (Belen Jesuit Preparatory School)
Chris Farley - Jesuit trained comedian and actor (Marquette University, Wisconsin)
Maile Flanagan - Jesuit trained voice actress and comedian (best known for work on Naruto) (Boston College)
Delia Gallagher - Jesuit trained journalist who used to work with CNN (University of San Francisco)
Alejandro González Iñárritu - Jesuit trained filmmaker (Universidad Iberoamericana, Mexico City)
Merv Griffin - Jesuit trained actor, singer, media mogul (University of San Francisco)
Jonathan Harris - Jesuit trained actor, best known for his TV work as Bradford Webster in The Third Man and Dr. Zachary Smith in Lost in Space (Fordham University)
Richard Harris - Jesuit trained actor (Crescent College, Limerick, Ireland)
Salma Hayek - Jesuit trained actress (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Alfred Hitchcock - Jesuit trained film director (St Ignatius' College, Stamford Hill, N15; relocated to Enfield, Middlesex in the 1960s)
Tom Holland) - Jesuit trained actor (Wimbledon College, London)
Peter Jankowski - Jesuit trained television producer (College of the Holy Cross)
Raúl Juliá - Jesuit trained actor (Colegio San Ignacio de Loyola)
Bob Keeshan - Jesuit trained television producer and actor (Fordham University)
Nathan Lane - Jesuit trained two-time Tony and Emmy Award-winning American actor of stage, screen, and television (Saint Peter's Prep, Jersey City, New Jersey)
Charles Laughton - Jesuit trained Academy Award-winning stage and film actor, screenwriter, and producer (Stonyhurst College)
Louis Malle - Jesuit trained film director (During World War II, Malle attended a Roman Catholic boarding school near Fontainebleau)
George Martin - Jesuit trained music producer (St Ignatius' College, Stamford Hill, N15; relocated to Enfield, Middlesex in the 1960s)
Drea de Matteo - Jesuit trained actress (desperate housewives) (Loyola School)
Chris Matthews - Jesuit trained political journalist (College of the Holy Cross)
Dylan McDermott - Jesuit trained Golden Globe Award-winning actor, known for his roles on TV series The Practice and American Gothic (Fordham University)
John McLaughlin) - Jesuit trained TV producer (Boston College)
Gregan McMahon - Jesuit trained actor and playwright (St Ignatius' College, Riverview, Sydney)
Freddie Mercury - Jesuit trained musician (St. Mary's High School)
Michael Moriarty - Jesuit trained actor (University of Detroit Jesuit High School)
Pat O'Brien) - Jesuit trained actor (Marquette University High School and Marquette University, Milwaukee)
Chris O'Donnell - Jesuit trained actor (Loyola Academy, Wilmette, IL and Boston College, Chestnut Hill, MA)
Alexander Payne - Jesuit trained film writer-director (Creighton Preparatory School, Omaha, Nebraska)
Amy Poehler - Jesuit trained actress and comedian (Boston College)
Danny Pudi - Jesuit trained actor (Marquette University)
Jorge Ramos) - Jesuit trained journalist with Univision (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Arturo Ripstein - Jesuit trained film director and producer (Universidad Iberoamericana)
Al Roker - Jesuit trained TV meteorologist (Xavier High School, New York)
Mark Russell - Jesuit trained political comedian (Canisius High School, Buffalo, New York)
Tim Russert - Jesuit trained politician and anchorman (Canisius High School and John Carroll University)
Antonio Serrano) - Jesuit trained film directoscreenwriter (Sexo, Pudor y Lágrimas) (Universidad Iberoamericana, Mexico)
Bartlett Sher - Jesuit trained Tony-winning theater director (St. Ignatius College Preparatory, San Francisco, College of the Holy Cross)
Tom Snyder - Jesuit trained TV/radio talk show host (Marquette University High School)
George Takei - Jesuit trained actor (Sophia University)
Jay Thomas - Jesuit trained actor, comedian and radio talk show host (Jesuit High School, New Orleans)
Loretta Tofani - Jesuit trained Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist (Fordham University)
Spencer Tracy - Jesuit trained actor (Rockhurst High School and Marquette Academy)
Daniel J. Travanti - Jesuit trained TV and movie star (Loyola Marymount University)
Robin Tunney - Jesuit trained actress (St. Ignatius College Prep, Chicago, Illinois)
Carmen Wong Ulrich - Jesuit trained author and TV anchor (Fairfield University)
Denzel Washington - Jesuit trained film actor (Fordham University)
George Wendt - Jesuit trained actor, (Campion Jesuit High School Rockhurst University, Kansas City, Missouri)


Joe Biden has been awarded multiple honorary degrees from Jesuit Universities. One from Trinity College, one from Saint Josephs and one from University of Scranton.
Fauci is a Jesuit
These are in no particular order, but this one made me laugh:
Fidel Castro - President of Cuba (Colegio de Belen, Havana, Cuba)
Bill Clinton - President of the United States (Georgetown University)
Jon Favreau) - head speechwriter for U.S. President Barack Obama (valedictorian at the College of the Holy Cross)
Geraldine Ferraro - American politician and first woman Vice Presidential candidate (Fordham University)
Vicente Fox - President of Mexico (Campion Jesuit High School for two years, and Universidad Iberoamericana, Mexico)
Mauricio Funes - President of El Salvador (Externado San José in San Salvador)
Lyndon B. Johnson - President of the United States (Georgetown Law School)
Florencio Abad - Philippine lawyer and politician (Ateneo de Manila University)
Tony Abbott - Australian Prime Minister (St Ignatius' College, Riverview)
Edward Fenech Adami - former President of Malta (St Aloysius' College)
José Antonio Aguirre) - Basque president (University of Deusto)
Iyad Allawi - Iraqi politician (Baghdad College)
Benigno Aquino, Jr. - Philippine politician (Ateneo de Manila University)
Benigno Aquino III - Philippine politician and son of Benigno Aquino Jr. (Ateneo de Manila University)
Mike Arroyo - husband of Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo (Ateneo de Manila University)
Donald W. Banner - United States Commissioner of Patents and Trademarks (University of Detroit)
George Barna - American political pollster (Boston College)
Robert Bennett - prominent Washington, D.C. attorney (Brooklyn PrepGeorgetown College, Georgetown University School of Law)
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2020.11.24 02:34 No_Tomatillo_5284 Working to overcome prejudice and stereotypes

I’m a 65 SD, been in the bowl for about 14 months now and it’s been the best time in my life. I maintain relationships with about 9 beautiful young SBs in 4 different cities in the US and Mexico. I meet with them when I’m in their city and when I’m not I help them out from time to time with financial help when they ask me. It works out well, usually small amounts and not very often. Except for one girl in Mexico whom I support completely to get her through technical school (one more semester). I pay all her expenses and outfitted her house with the basic conveniences like a/c, washer, dryer, etc. and pay her tuition and all medical expenses . She’s 18 and extremely beautiful and sexual. I have told her that I don’t care if she has boyfriends or if she continues to sell sex occasionally (when I met her she had been doing the trade since she was 16, father died, mother left). I tell her that I will support her and love her unconditionally just like she is, no judgments or negative feelings of possession. We text every day, and see each other about 3 times a month when I’m in her town and we always have a wonderful time and great sex, she’s a skilled lover. My problem is that regardless of what I say , I do get jealous and judgmental when I see her postings on social media making out with her boyfriend or insinuating herself to her audience (she has over 30k followers). I find myself constantly fighting off these thoughts of possessiveness and judging her a whore undeserving of my support. I don’t understand why I feel this way with her and not with the other SBs at all. It’s just this constant battle in my head to overcome my prejudices and inclinations to judge, sometimes is overwhelming. But I think I’m slowly winning the battle although I’ve stopped looking at her social media and that was helpful. Anyone else experiencing something similar ?
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2020.11.23 07:06 thou_shall_uwu Hurt from being raised in a sexist, conservationist, Christian household.

WARNINGS: LONG!!! story/rant. Mentions of sex/sex-shaming/purity culture and swear words. Toxic/invasive behavior from Christian parents. Overall sadness on my part.
I just want to vent and if you have advice or encouragement, please go ahead. If not, that's completely fine too. I'm just hurting and I want to let it out.

Hi. I thought coming here would be a good idea, so here we go.I(22f) used to attend a Christian church here in Mexico, with my mother ever since I was about 7 years old or so. My mom "converted" my dad (he was just unattached to the institution, always been traditionalist). I was a strong member of the church, I suppose, in middle and high school, and we all left the state because they insisted I should still be at home while I was in college.
Today, I'm on the last stretch to get out of college, and almost two years ago I met who's currently my bf(26m) and we have such a good relationship, incredibly happy together. Ever since we met, he's made me feel very comfortable and devoid of the restrictions of "correct behavior" I have with my parents, who yes, are very conservative and strict Christians. My bf is an atheist.
Meanwhile me, I had been questioning the beliefs that were thrust upon me for about 5 years already, and with more time passing, I've become less and less believing of the institution of the church, its "rules" for "righteous" living, and its standards for women and relationships. I see it as bullshit now that I see it all more critically. If that's worked for anyone, I'm happy for them- but it's not for me. The choices and beliefs I feel like are for me are so much different than what my parents did. Their context is they met in middle school, and were together for 15 years before marriage, and allegedly never once were even alone together without "supervision" before they got hitched (and they had me 9 months later, who would've guessed?)- they definetely come from a different time and see what they did as a completely logical course of action.
During the start of the pandemic in March, my bf and I didn't see each other at all for 3+ months straight, and it was very much distressing. When I made the pact of trusting him to visit when things started to calm down in our state, it was a wonderful day, but we were also very sleepy. I offered we lay down on my bed in my room to take a nap and left the door open. When my dad found out I had done that, he waited till my bf was gone and went off on me about how I had possibly DARED to do that. Even that smallest comfort was an insult in their eyes, neither of them ever truly let that "slip" go. A NAP. Something that is BASIC bonding with a significant other...I felt like shit about wanting that simple comfort. My bf comforted me that it wasn't an unreasonable one, and my parents just had skewed priorities.
When our relationship was solidly 10 months in, my father told me to my face, that "sleeping with a man before marriage is the worst mistake you can do in your life" "it means he doesn't respect you" "men change after having their way" "you have to respect yourself" "a good man is the one who waits" "it will ruin the relationship" "you don't know him"- just extremely sexist shit. This happened after me kindly pleading for permission for them, for months, to let me visit my bf's place sometime for a change since he'd always been the one going all the way to my parent's house for lunch and our house dates. Obviously, my dad still refuses, and my mom does too- just less loudly. And after that "INCIDENT" (the nap), it's even worse. It would be a common thing in our dates for my dad to purposely stay in the living room doing absolutely nothing, straight up chaperoning a couple of 22-26-year-olds like you might do for 13-year-olds.
Eventually, my parents had to temporarily leave the state for business matters. I got to stay in the house on my own, finally being ALLOWED to take care of myself and a place for the first time (my dad had never trusted me to before), it was a huge learning curve but I managed, I'm alive and kicking. My dad absolutely forbade me from bringing my bf to the house while they were gone of course. But I was tired, and I saw no reason to distance myself further from my bf now that I was all by myself in the house. We had dates and I visited his place every weekend that I was able- and it was wonderful. Sure, we had the chance to responsibly fool around and finally discover things about each other without constant outside stress- but also we were simply able to just be domestic with each other and coexist like an ordinary couple. It was so natural. Hell, for our anniversary, we made a meal, cooked together many other times... it all made me so infinitely happy. But it broke my heart that I was basically obligated to keep all my happiness a secret from two important people in my life.
I cried many times, feeling guilty that I had "broken" this "perfect" image of my obedient "pure" self. That I didn't deserve to enjoy it, to have fun, to feel fulfilled if it wasn't like how I was "supposed" to. That the reason for my happiness was bad, and that I was a bad person for it. My bf fully supported me through, never harsh or insensitive about my guilt and shame complexes, and I can't thank him enough. Sometimes I could just let go and just be happy. But unfortunately, there would be times, especially in physical acts where I couldn't even fully relax, fully let go, because I was so distressed that I didn't deserve to feel good about something like that, because it made me a horrible person, a worse daughter, and if my parents weren't my parents I would just be another "young woman who doesn't respect herself- that's so disappointing." I had a worm of sadness eating me from the inside when I realized I wouldn't have the same freedom to simply be me, with him, how I wanted to after my parents came back.They did after almost 3 months, 3 months where we had to keep that secret just so my parents wouldn't flip. I hated to had to have my bf and me keep it all hush just to keep ourselves safer from them. I just wanted to speak about my happiness, he did too. After those 3 months, we're feeling even more connected and certain of our connection, but I can't be genuine about my parents about it at all.
After I invited the bf to a house date "after so long", my parents hadn't chilled that much about the watchful eye. The next day, my mom woke me up. And she asked me to my face as I was STILL half asleep: "Did you sleep with him?" I was wearing a hoodie of his, which was my segway "I got this, so I sleep with this". Maybe she simply believed it, but maybe not. I honestly thought it was horrid how she looked for me in a vulnerable drowsy moment to ask me something that invasive, to most likely get me to confess whatever she could get out of me. Quotes from that questionnaire include "What does he tell you" "does he say...y'know, stuff? Is he flirting? Is he seducing you?" "were you two making out? your hair was a mess. you're totally french kissing, wow" "he thinks I don't know he goes crazy but I totally know he does"- I wished I was kidding about the phrasing.
I was a wreck for the rest of the day. It plagued me for the rest of the week. It's still there in the back of my mind. My mother has always encouraged open communication about everything, but after knowing how she reacted to something that wasn't even sex-related, I know I can't be any measure of genuine. It fucks me up, it makes me so sad, but I know I can't do anything to change them without their cooperation. They just think they're correct, and that they just know what's better. Almost two years since the concept of me being in a relationship has been on the table, and I feel like I haven't made a dent.
Back where I grew up,, I once feared for my friends pushing me away because of me trying to "stay a good Christian" and not "being with worldly people". It evolved to me fearing that my lack of worldly experience in anything but the church would alienate me from new friends of my new life in a new city. And now it bleeds to me fearing that I'll push a great relationship away because I simply want him to have something better, someone without this much guilt and sadness and pain and shame about the simplest things most couples do. I hate that I can come back from a wonderful evening with him and silently cry in my room after because I just feel like crap from hiding from my parents what doesn't deserve to be hidden. Because I fear like I can't kick away this pit in my stomach about how they'll hate me and will never see me as anything but the one that should've listened, should've been a better woman and wasn't because she didn't believe in "decent values" and jesus hard enough.
The close family that knows my parents will constantly affirm to me that I'll never be allowed many freedoms while they're in their right mind, especially in this regard - like I don't know it. I just wished I knew how to at least stop feeling like shit, dealing with these cards.
TL;DR: I deeply question my past identity as a Christian. My very Christian traditionalist parents do not let me(22f) just be in my happy relationship unless I'm abiding by their idea of how "correct" relationships work. I'm distressed and spiral into religious guilt/shame about my happiness often. I wanna know how to feel better about myself.
If you read till here know I really appreciate it, I hope you're doing well!
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2020.11.22 21:38 Gator-thepimp Struggles and experience /big long rant. Just turned 20. Need to speak my mind/ talk. Even if no one reads. HUGE TALK I don’t even think this will fit(profanity, personal story telling)

Im apologizing in advance this might be hard to follow. it’s all over the place and bad grammar but idgaf right now. AND YES IT HAS TO DO WITH NO FAP. It’s an ugly history. No fap has helped me though I tell ya.. I don’t really have much to be proud of. You can tell by my tone even in these words I write on a screen that I am in post relapse depression. I’m unemployed sleeping on my big brothers couch. Homeless. Haven’t had consistent work at all in life. Tons of problems in my family, relationships, ‘friendships’, work life, school. I grew up using pmo, playing video games. Barely played sports. Got into smoking tons of dope. In Hs. Was always a loser in school. No life really. Started smoking cigarettes. Drinking booze. Rank liquor too. I used to think I was sick cause I’d smash bottles. I was a narcissist. I’d drink 30 beer and a 26 of hard no chase easy in a night. All the fuckin time. I’d try and drink as much as possible and get as much free shit as I could and this went on for years. I never had confidence with anything really. Girls? Hah what a joke. Me and my one buddy used to smoke shatter every morning before school. I started failing classes and I started out with straight A + or - proficiency/high honours. I used to love sports too. Not too say I used to be great and I fell. I’ve always been pretty fucked up. I was never good at sports or really into them. Never got much chance. Never lived a healthy lifestyle really. I isolated and moved around a lot and played with my legos hah. All the coolest most well off kids grew up playing hockey. I wish that was me. To this day I fuckin suck at hockey but I want to play so bad. They hunted too some of them. Fished. Had lots of friends and were passionate about life. Back to the boozin though. At one point I was ‘dating’ this nasty ass girl, I was 16 she was 18 I believe,and she was rank into shit too, I’d skip school and just get plastered with her. was fucked. Lots of drunken sex too 🤮Super unhealthy. We’d down 60oz bottle of vodka no chase and smoke bong hoots with tobacco (poppers). In an hour or two. Ya then one of my ‘best friends’ who is a sociopath, and who I stopped associating with, fucked her WHILE I was outside on the phone. We got into a fight and his parents held me down and he boot fucked my head, (yes his parents, who were well aware we would day drink and do drugs at his house all the time) I was bleeding everywhere, I got loose and hit him a few times I think.. his parents called cops on me, and he tried poking my eyes out (like game of thrones style shit) and kicking my knee where I had a torn acl, and spat in my face, and held a kitchen knife to my throat. Ya I considered him one of my bffs lmao. I wanted to end him after that. I stopped talking to him sort of, my step mom convinced me that revenge was pointless and would lead no where. I still don’t know about that to this day. I’d love to kick the fuck out of him lol. Later that year at a music fest he found me and fake cried and said sorry. Instead of telling him to get fucked like I should’ve, I said ok and got him to give me free beer and cigs for the next couple days. Then I got hammered, was macking with this girl I had a crush on for a bit at the time. stupid. Another alcoholic ass bitch. Anyways she was pretty drunk too so I ended up bringing her back to her truck and I hung around like a simp and ended up watching her make out with this other dude. (And no I didn’t slee with her I’ve never taken advantage of anyone I’d probably kms if I did)That made me feel awful lol. I was up all night after and that’s the first night I did coke. What a shit show. And with who? Buddy from before (knife to throat) that’s who. Same guy who I got into a lot of shit with. Fuck him. I’m responsible for it though. I’d never felt so awful in my life. I used coke quite a few times after that. Turned into a shittier person too that’s for-sure. Uglier. More disgusting. I remember showing up to school the next year a completely new person in the worst way. I felt fucked. All the time. Head on into another toxic relationship too. Super unhealthy and greasy. At one point after we hung out (me and knife throat guy) and I was with another alcoholic friend (the life of a 16 year old in Canadas far north up above 60•) and he got ripped off for blow by some crack heads with guns, I got real mad and we got ready to go jump these guys but ‘pussied out’ thank fuck. The next day I hung out with some other older coke heads on my 17th bday and got higher thsn ever before. We planned on jumping these guys from before, but I was driving my truck on the way to the sketchy apartment where they were and I was going too fast (mid November -30 Celsius, roads were like a skating rink) down a super steep dirt road hill with a 90 degree bend and I flipped my truck off this small cliff and almost killed myself. Thank god for that. I had logs in the back and a tool box and that shit went everywhere.i delivered pizzas at the time and didn’t spill a slice somehow (this was after work btw) I wasn’t hurt tho and we didn’t end up trying to jump those guys. (Although to the day the guys giving me coke still owe me money I lent them. Yes I am that dumb to lend these types money) god. I lost a job actually at that point cause I was supposed to work that day. My brain was pretty bugged out. I had shit going on at home. Constant. Abuse. Fighting every day. Me and my dad were fighting and he’d kick me out once and a while . It got a little violent st some points. Lots of it was emotional and psychological though. Being treated awful. Extreme anger. Always being stepped on and talked down to.To this day I’m confident he has a coke problem. And drinking problem. And he’s a narcissist. He pushed me off my crutches a few times while I had a broken knee. Once in front of my gf. But I love him and it tears me apart. I felt bad for my little sister. Although he favoured her at times, she got abused to. He took lots of shit out on us. He was always stressed out and had big problems. Also was a huge hypocrite and rarely took ownership. o. She lives (sister)with her mom now.. who’s also crazy and what not but.. I hope she’s ok. We don’t talk much. Later that year I did acid.. first time wasn’t too crazy. I got real horny and hooked up with this girl I had been sleeping with on and off for the past 6 months. (She came from a jehova family and when her dad found out I took her virginity he called her a whore and kicked her out for the rest of the year until hs was over) I did acid again though after.. thinking I could handle it no problem.. and this time I was with some girls and this guy (eyepoke sociopath)I’lI tell you right now I fucking messed myself up that day. I haven’t been the same since. I like listening to Joe Rogan and all but please be fucking careful with psychedelics.. they can be scary and ruin your life man it’s no joke. I want to cry when I think about it. My brain isn’t right. It’s been almost 3 years since.god. What else. I did Codien. Xanax. Speed. Molly. Add drugs... I lost my licence drinking and driving right after graduation. Had a girlfriend who I made feel like shit I’m guessing. (me and girl from beginning of year were toxic, broke up, a couple months after I started sleeping with 22 yr old. Big confidence boost as she was v attractive and had a kid.. but things didn’t work out. I wasn’t man enough and I didn’t even tell her how I felt about her {super into her} we had good sex a decent amount of times but I just got needy and we cut off eventually.) I met a new girl right after and We had a lot of sex.. was a decent relationship.. I’m honestly thankful for her and I hope she’s doing good. But I Got kicked out. And left the territory to go to my moms and she broke up with me. Was supposed to take a job on a diamond drill.. probably would’ve learned a thing or two about being a man but I got kicked out and couldn’t take it. Dad bought me a ticket with no return. Said he was selling his house. I wish I just stayed at a friends and took the fuckin job. I spent that summer doing drugs and had no work. Back in a shit hold small farm town down south. Eventually I caught a ride back. Back up north. With a friend.. same alcoholic friend who got ripped off by the crack heads. I visited this guy across the country.. we drank a bunch.. at once point I tried hooking up with this girl he was seeing. I fucking hate myself for it. We never did but we were attracted to eachother and it was disguisting. That’s the thing about pmo. These are the situations I’d get myself into. Cause I wasn’t man enough to have confidence with a girl of my own. I was a snake instead. I got drunk and called my ex and cried to her saying I wanted her back and loved her. She said she loved me and ok but said we’d have an open relationship. I said ok and didn’t do anything with anyone really. Came back and heard from other people all about the people she’d slept with. Snakes. Same snakes who fucked another one of my ex’s and hit on younger girls all the time. Coke heads too. If you haven’t figured it out. I’m a overly agreeable simp. Anyways I only did blow one or two more times after that(2years been clean) but I smoked a lot of weed. Got a job and lived with my friend doing construction on his house for a few months. Same guy who I used to smoke shatter with before school every morning. Me and this guy would cut down trees with chainsaws and sell fire wood, and do carpentry high as fuck. To the day he still smokes a lot and I don’t talk to him much :/ I was very sexually fucked up still too. Slept with a couple girls while living there. Pmo constantly. Drank a bit still but cut back. Was trying to get my licence back. Didn’t talk to parents much let alone sister. Basically had ped. I tried sleeping with this girl I had feelings for a couple times and could not get it up.. I was also living in the bush I’ll mention with no running water or vehicle to get to town (20km away) I eventually got laid off.. once it started getting cold. (Ya-40 with shitty insulation and a wood stove hah) mice started getting in too and shit everywhere. Eventually my friends dog died because of this. It was gross. We did a shit job cleaning cause we were always high and didn’t care. I had broke up with my ex when I found out she slept around but we hooked up a few times.. I’d get really upset though and tell her off.. it wasn’t working to say the least. But I tried doing some carpentry with her step dad and I don’t think he liked me. Plus I was too brain fried to be a good worker. I got really depressed. I’ve always been depressed but it was getting worse. I started thinking about shooting myself and how I could get a gun and what not. Me and my now roommate were fighting cause I was pissed him and his gf wouldn’t clean up and he was mad that I was ungrateful and not even working so I should clean and pay my rent already. My dad came back (he had been down south for the summer. His cancer got pretty bad and he lost his leg actually.) he looked pretty bad. But I got to spend Christmas with him and I ended up applying to go to school to be a welder. I found a place in town.. with another pot head friend and started shoveling snow in the am before school and working McDonald’s after. I started working out here and there.. stopped blazing as much but still fairly often.. drinking once and a while.. frequent pmo still. I’m talking in the bathroom at school sometimes. Multiple times a day(as it had been since 11 years old) still playing video games quite often. No plans for the future really. I missed class lots.. sleeping in. I had a good teacher though.. he was disappointed but we had a good relationship and I did ok ish and passed.. I was still depressed. Dad left down to Mexico. Lived there for half a year, whole year almost. Him and my step mom had a toxic relationship always on off and associated with drug use. I didn’t get into any relationships but I was lonely af no friends really. I slept with maybe 6 girls while I lived at this place.. had girls over here and there. Frequent pmo. Nothing lasted. Meaningless. Unhealthy. I did some landscaping and security for a bit while I tried to find a job welding. I really wanted to go to a mine or something and make money. Or go pipelining. Start turning my life around. I started to do a bit of mma when I had time and wasn’t being a loser blazing and playing games or wasting time some other way. It was very low level.. just me and some friends rolling. I got tapped a lot hahah. Occasionally an instructor would come. I was lifting weights a decent ish amount and started some must Thai too. Eventually I got a bush jobbed and worked all summer doing labour and saved a bit. Although I was still hard on pmo and blazing. On our last hitch this sociopath guy tried getting a few of us fired and was power tripping and being abusive so we had an early lay off and had to shut down. Being bad with money I lost it all quick. Days off I smoke and drank. But when I got back to town I just started working out lots and a bit more into health and fitness. Started listening to jre Jordan Peterson and Jocko eventually. Did muay thai a decent amount and boxing and some taekwondo. Just started to become obsessed with training cause it felt so good and I got hopeful for the future. I decided i wanted to move to bc near van city/whistler and find work welding and snowboard and get my life on track. Easier said than done. I landed part time work for maybe a week before I left doing labour and got to touch a welder once or twice. Me and a few ‘friends’ found a place. I bought a new car.. and truck. Then my old car got stolen. (I’ve owned 13 vehicles since turning 16 and gotten into mechanics a bit hah. Rolled first truck, seized engine on car, got licence suspended and sold new truck, bought and tried to flip another truck but didn’t make anything, bought two big lifted pickups that needed work, still have one and traded other for the car that got stolen. Bought another one to fix up but got ripped off and lost money. Bought my first diesel that needed work but flipped and made nothing. Bought another car but it broke down while I was in the bush later on working on an oil rig mid winter and I spent a fuckoad of money for mechanics and parts and towing, got ripped off, sold it and lost money. Bought a truck that I just traded for my current [3rd] diesel truck which I’m fixing. In between then I bought my second diesel and hit a cow mid sunset on the highway while blind looking for somewhere to pull over.) I’m going to fast forward to now and then bounce back. Here I am Fixing yet another truck I’ve bought that broke down. Trying to find work in a new city I want to live in. Haven’t been on here for a while but I wish I did before relapse. Was on a nice 30-50 day streak feeling good. Real good. I finally spent the night (didn’t hook up cause I’m not into that anymore) with a girl I’ve like for 2 yrs since I met her. Then I left to next province to buy this truck and look for work (cause I hate the town I was in, crashing at my moms.. super depressing. Nothing there, just farmers and drugs and booze) It was so dope. Cause when we met we both were extremely attracted to each other.. and kissed the last time I saw her. She was in a shitty relationship and so was I at the time. After that though her bf blocked me off everything and I ended up leaving the province anyways. We didn’t talk for 2 years till I returned. It took a while but we finally hung out and she told me she liked me since she met me. She almost told me she loved me lmao. I was so happy. We didn’t want to let go of eachother but I told her I had to go and make this road trip out west. Eventually I’ll be returning to grab my things from my moms but if she wants to come she’s welcome. I’d be happy to have her once I’m working steady and renting again. I’m planning on going to school now. This is the power of no fap. But now after a relapse feel awful. My communication with her has been poor and I’ve been needy again. I asked her a few times how she felt and if she’d be into coming out here but I don’t think she is. Whatever though. I need to get back in the path and do me I don’t need her. I’m honestly thinking of sending her this whole story so she knows who I am and have been. Maybe in an effort to convince her to not be with me.. not that she’s likely that interested already but to separate for a bit. I was thinking I’ll tell her I’m deleting snap and not talking to to her for a bit till I get my shit together. Idk yet though. A break from everyone would be nice. I don’t feel like I have real friends anyways so I wouldn’t mind cutting everyone off. Thoughts? Anyways .i discovered no fap.. finally earlier this year. I was feeing like shit. I quit a job on an oil rig I only worked at for a month. Came back to a town I was paying rent at down south thinking I’d work somewhere I was more passionate about. (Back to the town me and my pothead friends moved to to snowboard and turn things around. Well things didn’t turn around. I was clean.. stopped drinking and smoking and just wanted to accomplish my goals but I hated living with them. It was hell and I was still fucked up from my history and the pmo. I tried matching on tinder with girls and got no success just more lonely.i did get some gym sessions in and a bit of jiu jitzu and musy thai. I could bench about 205 for a few reps and do weighted pull-ups with a 90 and squat 245 and deadlift 365at this time. Due to inconsistency I haven’t pushed my numbers from here much to this day except my squat i got to 290 right before covid. I started working for a bit an hour drive away but the job was shit and I was supposed to be a welder but they didn’t want to train me so I did labour and washed trucks for about 2 weeks doing 12 hour days 6 days a week plus an hour bus commute plus atleast 2 hours driving to the city to work with assholes who wanted nothing to do with me. I had no time to cook or sleep or do anything I wanted with myself and when I got home my shit dick roommates would keep me up for hours making noise playing video games watching tv smoking and drinking. I got let go from the job thankfully cause they didn’t think I was committed cause I took a few days off to do an aptitude test and interview with the Canadian armed forces. I still haven’t got in. But once I get a letter from a psychologist saying I’m not mentally unstable or suicidal or dangerous or addicted to drugs my file should process. Meanwhile I landed a job on an oil rig as a roughneck. Something I really wanted to do. I’m thinking about going back now.. even though I don’t really want to. I wish I stuck with it. I took a trip out of province to do drug tests, physical, and training and see some family. [guess what? Still heavy on pmo. But listening to Jocko and Jordan lots and wanted to get my shit together] I met a girl on tinder in a town while I crashed at my cousins for two nights. We hooked up, passionately and fell ‘in love’ and talked every single day even when I was on the rig in camp up north. I’d tell her all about how miserable and cold I was working in -45 all day getting wet and yelled at for warming up my hands to prevent them from falling off or for defrosting my saftey glasses that got fogged over and frozen all the time when I was working my ass off and couldn’t see and then my thin ass gloves they make you wear and thin boots and how the guys I worked with were assholes sometimes and bitched and rushed me all the time when it’s a dangerous job where I could easily get seriously injured or killed. And where being the new guy your way more likely to do so. and I didn’t know what to do and wasn’t getting trained well and it was sketchy and how I was coughing up blood cause I had to tiger torch the fuck out of these plastic caps on the casing to get them off and breathed in a lot of shit. I was working 12 hours a day plus an hour commute from camp with no actual breaks really cause they expect you to just go go go all day. You pretty much sneak into the locker room to grab a quick snack once a while and warm up quick but only if you’re drilling and you got enough time between connections to get off the rig floor get to the locker room but usually you have to do something else outside lol. And lord fucking forbid you aren’t ready for connection cause then you might just get fired. I think it was the fact that the guys who bitched the most were the ones inside the warm dog house or office most of the day. theni was trying to get a gym sesh once or twice a day and stuff my face at breakfast and dinners and keep good hygiene and call gf [being a simp I lost so much fucking sleep to that in particular and fucked myself over] and try to not eat the dessert abundantly available and ultimately fail over and over gradually I hated it more and more and was super over tired and my rig manager lost it cause I took a a two minute power nap right in front of him DURING DOWNTIME the only downtime we really got for most of the hitch. While I was actually able to just sit down in the cozy warm room he got to spend so much time in and I could barely keep my eyes open lol. Fuckin best power nap ever. Well all that and getting some daily pmo in of course, fucking myself over More. And then to top it off since I wasn’t down to drive my car through the mountains back and forth for the 8 days off we get, I booked a plane ticket back, and would have to be buying these at my own expense then my manager told me I had to stay a few extra days for shut down. I officially told my gf I’m quitting I hate this. I told her I’d fuckigo back down to where I was still paying rent with the potheads where they hadn’t taken the fucking garbage out since I left for 3 months and don’t clean or do dishes or work barely and I’m helping pay bills . I said fuck I’m gonna go be a damn welder like I said I was gonna and I’ll move to her town and eventually we’ll get MARRIED LMAO well I finished my 20 straight days of riggin an packed my bags, and found out my car shit the bed. I paid 700$ to get a tow to the nearest town out of the bush and miraculously my step mom got her mentally unstable brother to pick me up and bring me to the Rez for a bit till my cars ready. He told me about a company he started and how he could train me on heavy equipment and big trucks I said he’ll ya man but it hasn’t happened. I heard he’s a compulsive liar so I doubt it will.. but we’ll see. I emailed saying I quit and haven’t been back. But now, almost a year later I’m needing work bad and money. I’ve applied for hundred of jobs with no success and I just saw and applied for a floorhand job with the same company again. Anyway I got a ride to the town 3 hrs away and got in my car and pod the 1500 dollar fucking bill for a new fuel pump and shit I probably didn’t even need. My car ran like shit but instead of taking it back and saying what the fuck I thought you fixed it cunts. ) Just ended up working a bullshit job for 10$ less per hour plus no ot and literally just cleaning up shit at construction sites. I wanted to weld but was having no luck. I got dumped yet again after a short relationship with another girl I was obsessed with. Lol I dated her 3 months, we met on 19 fucking years old and I finally got a glimpse at part of the reason why my life has been meaningless garbage and I’ve been such a worthless low life shit. That cloud that’s been with me since I was at least 11 years old. Since I first came hah. Even before then I was a simpy little kid. I hate myself. But at age 11 me and some old ‘friends’ were getting on Facebook. I started ‘dating’ I felt pretty insecure cause they had stories about having gfs and kissing girls and that (I just moved back to town cause I’d spend every other year somewhere else and then come back to this shitty little place) but yeah.. we’d all hangout and they’d talked about porn a bit too and when we’d sleep over at each other’s houses there’d be lots of video games and bullshit like that, and eventually, cause I ended up getting a computer, we started watching porn together. Like fuck me. What a way to grow up. Video games and porn. That shit stuck with me for the rest of my life. Made me super awkward and weird too. I had a couple gf s that year in grade 6 lol. It was short lived and lots of boring Facebook talk hah. Never lasted and I was weird af in person. I actually ‘dated ‘ an older girl who was in high school (gr8)
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Students in Japan submit petition to raise age of consent from 13 to 16.
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Mexico approves landmark cannabis legalization bill in landslide vote
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Covid-19: Sweden's herd immunity strategy has failed, hospitals inundated
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Jailer who 'tortured' inmate strapped to a restraint chair is sentenced to prison
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'ICU grandpa' who won hearts by snuggling babies dies from pancreatic cancer
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U.S. retailer Guitar Center files for bankruptcy
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Study suggests the COVID-19 pandemic has altered Americans attitudes toward inequality and the poor
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Daily physical touch from a romantic partner enhances well-being, particularly among those with attachment anxiety. Being on the receiving end of touch behaviors offered unique benefits compared to initiating touch.
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U.S. should look at how other high-income countries regulate health care costs. Standardizing fee-for-service payments and structuring negotiations between insurers and providers could make U.S. health care more affordable, finds new study based on France, Germany and Japan.
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Per Neil deGrasse Tyson: “Between now and Dec 21 Saturn & Jupiter approach each other on the sky until a mere tenth of a degree separates them. Last time this happened Galileo was alive.”
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Aligned Solar System Planets including Pluto [OC]
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The Andromeda Galaxy [OC]
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A survey of 1,000 people in Germany on AI, shows overwhelming support for humans retaining the final say in AI decision making.
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"We should not be like the locusts, coming, grazing empty our planet, okay, and now where we go next?" Werner Herzog on Musk's plans to colonize Mars.
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This Japanese floating spaceport concept could bring space travel to the city
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What did you learn about sex at a young age that turned out to be completely wrong?
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TIL Sloths lose 1/3 of their body weight when they poop, which happens once a week on the ground, and in the standing position.
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TIL that people who drive the Oscar Mayer Wienermobiles are called Hotdoggers and only college seniors who are about to graduate are eligible to be Hotdoggers.
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TIL John Walker created the match by accident in 1826. He was scraping a mixture of dried chemicals off of a stick in his hearth and it caught fire. Against the advice of friends he did not patent his idea, leading to others greatly profiting off of his invention
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[OC] u/IHateTheLetterF is a mad lad
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[OC] u/IHateTheLetterF is a mad lad... extended to their entire comment history
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Teaching kids to cook. Is tying long hair back the norm?
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[I ate] Texas Craft Barbeque
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[I ate] 10-in-1 cheesecake
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[Homemade] Mongolian Beef and Noodles
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30th anniversary of ‘Predator 2’ which is better than you remember
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The Egg Merchant, Me, Digital, 2020
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It’s happened finally: Mr Robot Season 4 is available (included) on Prime.
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My daughter finished chemotherapy today!
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I am officially cancer free
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This man is 102 years old.
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Pure magic
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How a rolex is cleaned
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My collection of Lego classic spacemen in every official color
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This chipmunk came and sat in the chair on my front porch to eat his acorn
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A loggerhead turtle got into a boating accident, resulting in the loss of a majority of its lower beak. Scientists gave it a new 3D printed titanium beak. It looks so badass. He is now a cyborg turtle.
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One of my first polymer clay sculptures (left from 2015) compared to my most recent from this month (right).
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The bravest!
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Bought my daughter a gaming chair.......
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Local bakery advertising...
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Stray momma kitty brings her babies to the nice lady who had been feeding her. All kitties were taken in and adopted!
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High school students pose for their prom pictures in Spring 2010.

Spring 2010 🌷

Events that happened but are not limited to: Carlos Slim, with a net worth of US$53.5 billion, becomes the first person from an emerging economy to top the Forbes Richest Person list, surpassing Bill Gates (Mar 10), Sebastián Piñera becomes president of Chile (Mar 11), Uganda's only cultural World Heritage Site, The Kasubi Tombs are almost completely destroyed by a fire (Mar 16), Wrestlemania XXVI is held at the University of Phoenix Stadium, with an attendance of 72,219 people and 885,000 PPV purchases (Mar 28). A 7.1-magnitude earthquake strikes Qinghao Province in China, injuring 10,000 and taking 400 lives. (Apr 14), The Eyjafjallajökull Volcano in Iceland erupts, sending ash clouds across Europe causing air travel disruptions in Northern and Western Europe for six days (Apr 14). The biggest marine oil spill to date creates an environmental disaster after an explosion on the Deepwater Horizon drilling rig. 11 lives are lost (Apr 20). A terrorist attack is attempted in Times Square in New York. Two street vendors alerted NYPD after they noticed smoke coming from a vehicle. A car bomb was discovered (May 1). The International Monetary Fund, and the Euro Zone seals a bailout deal with Greece, in order to save them from the sovereign debt crisis, in return of extra budget cuts under austerity measures for over three years. Civil unrest ensues (May 2). Southeast flooding takes 24 lives, 19 of which are in Nashville, Tennessee after two days of record-breaking thunderstorms. (May 3). Apple passes Microsoft as world's top technology company (May 26), Top financial chief and co-founder of Al Qaeda, Mustafa Abu al-Yazid is killed in an American drone attack in Pakistan. (May 31)
Things that happened in pop culture but are not limited to: The 82nd Academy Awards is held at the Kodak Theatre, 'Hurt Locker' is awarded Best Picture and wins the most awards, followed by 'Avatar' (Mar 7), Justin Bieber releases his first album 'My World 2.0' with Island Records. It becomes a bestseller. (Mar 19), Puerto Rican singer Ricky Martin, publicly comes out gay on a post on his official website (Mar 29) "Will it Blend? Ipad" is posted to YouTube and would soon becoming viral (Apr 5), Coachella 2010 goes on, with Jay-Z, Muse, and Gorillaz appearing as headliners. (Apr 16-Apr 18), 12-year-old Grayson Chance uploads his school performance of Lady Gaga's Paparazzi to YouTube which would soon go viral (Apr 28), After nearly 6 years and 6 seasons the finale of Lost, is aired on television (May 23)
TV shows that debuted but are not limited to: Parenthood (Mar 2), Pink Panther and Pals (Mar 7), Minute to Win It (Mar 14), ESPN Sports Saturday (Apr 3), Good Luck Charlie (Apr 4), Adventure Time (Apr 5), Scooby Doo! Mystery Incorporated (Apr 5), Ben 10: Ultimate Alien (Apr 23), Generator Rex (Apr 23)
Films that were released but are not limited to: Alice in Wonderland (Mar 3), Alice in Wonderland (Mar 5), Green Zone (Mar 11), She's Out of My League (Mar 12), Remember Me (Mar 12), Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Mar 19), How To Train Your Dragon (Mar 26), Hot Tub Time Machine (Mar 26), Clash of the Titans (Apr 2), Tyler Perry's Why Did I Get Married Too? (Apr 2), Date Night (Apr 9), Kick Ass (Apr 16), Oceans (Apr 22), The Human Centipede (Apr 30), Nightmare on Elm Street (Apr 30), Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll (May 5), Iron Man 2 (May 7), Babies (May 7), Letters to Juliet (May 14), Robin Hood (May 14), Shrek Forever After (May 21), Sex and the City 2 (May 27), Prince of Persia: Sands of Time (May 28)
Songs that were popular but are not limited to: "Rude Boy" by Rihanna, "Nothin' on You" by B.o.B and Bruno Mars, "OMG" by Usher and, "Telephone" by Lady Gaga, "Baby" by Justin Bieber, "Carry Out" by Timbaland ft. Justin Timberlake, "In my Head" by Jason Derulo, "Need You Now" by Lady Antebellum, "Break Your Heart" by Taio Cruz ft. Ludacris, "Airplanes" by B.o.B. ft. Hayley Williams, "Your Love is my Drug" by Ke$ha, "Young Forever" by Jay-Z and Mr. Hudson, "Breakeven" by The Script, "Eenie Meenie" by Sean Kingston and Justin Bieber, "Whataya Want From Me" by Adam Lambert, "My Chick Bad" by Ludacris ft. Nicki Minaj, "Hey Soul Sister" by Train.
Games that were released but are not limited to: Battlefield: Bad Company 2 (Mar 2), Metro 2033 (Mar 16), God of War III (Mar 16), Just Cause 2 (Mar 23), Tom Clancy's Splinter Cell: Conviction (Apr 13), Super Street Fighter IV (Apr 27), Skate 3 (May 11), Alan Wake (May 14), Red Dead Redemption (May 18), Super Mario Galaxy 2 (May 23)
Top mobile phones include but are not limited to: Sprint HTC EVO 4G, Apple iPhone 3GS, Nokia N8, HTC Droid Incredible, Google Nexus One, Palm Pre Plus, T-Mobile My Touch 3G Slide, RIM BlackBerry Bold 9700, T-Mobile HTC HD2, Motorola Droid.
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2020.11.15 20:30 _call-me-al_ [Sun, Nov 15 2020] TL;DR — This is what you missed in the last 24 hours on Reddit


Baby of critically endangered rhino born at UK zoo
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Religious intolerance is 'bigger cause of prejudice than race', says report.
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Germany hails couch potatoes as heroes of coronavirus pandemic
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A veteran died in a Florida jail. Two years later, video shows he was tased, left convulsing in a cell.
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Man arrested in New York City attack on actor Rick Moranis
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Stabbing reported, 20 arrested as Trump supporters and counter-protesters clash
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Conservatives and liberals differ on COVID-19 because conservatives tend to attribute negative outcomes to purposeful actions by threats high in agency. If health officials talked about the virus as a palpable enemy that is seeking to attack humans, they may get greater buy-in from conservatives.
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Scientists confirm the correlation, in humans, between an imbalance in the gut microbiota and the development of amyloid plaques in the brain, which are at the origin of the neurodegenerative disorders characteristic of Alzheimer’s disease.
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Americans are less likely to travel following close elections, and that families comprised of members with strong, opposing political views are more likely to shorten their Thanksgiving dinner. Study used large-scale cell phone location data during the 2016 Thanksgiving holiday.
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Milky way from New Mexico.
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What it would look like if a giant mirror orbited Earth at the distance of the ISS.
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Space Shuttle Endeavour docking with the ISS at dusk. February 9, 2010
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The U.S. Army Wants Heavy Robots Armed with Missiles
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The Next Decade Could Be Even Worse "A historian believes he has discovered iron laws that predict the rise and fall of societies. He has bad news."
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The Age of Sex Robots
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What's a good movie to watch if you're in the mood to laugh your ass off after a rough work week?
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People who knew Murderers, when did you know something was off?
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When did your body betray you?
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TIL: King Farouk of Egypt, the Pickpocket King. Infamous for stealing Winston Churchill's pocket watch, he was a known kleptomaniac and would steal from several rulers. Upon escaping from Egypt, authorities found the world's largest porn collection at the time among his belongings.
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TIL In 1981 a group of scientists met to discuss ways of making future humans aware of nuclear waste disposal sites. One idea was genetically engineering cats to change color in the presence of radiation and introducing a cultural idea to run away when you see a cat change color.
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TIL that Apple employees used to organise an annual award for the employee who best stood up to Steve Jobs. Jobs was aware of the award and liked it.
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10 bands of latitude and longitude with equal populations [OC]
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Most commonly occurring Harry Potter fanfiction pairings on [OC]
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[OC] Sentiment Analysis Dashboard of FRIENDS (TV Show)
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Cooking is an art, baking is a science...
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I like cooking for the process and to feed people—not so much eating what I’ve cooked...anyone feel the same?
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My deceased grandparents are Portuguese. They lived in Massachusetts. I’m trying to remember their recipe for stuffing for Thanksgiving.
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[Homemade] cheesecake with buttercream frosting
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[Homemade] Chocolate orange rosemary tart.
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[homemade] laminated parsley pasta
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No Country for Old Men and There Will Be Blood seem connected at the hip to me for some reason. Is this common? Do you make the same connection?
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How the Fake Treasure In 'Fargo' Sparked A Modern Day Myth, Spawning Two Polarizing Films In the Process
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I was completely blind sided by how absolutely disturbing the movie Hereditary was....
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Self-isolation, Rolands Zilvinskis, Digital, 2020.
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Cats are liquid, me, pen and watercolor, 2020
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“Our Stars Below”, JPH, acrylic, 2020
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Law And Order: SVU Viewers Are Confused About The Mask Situation In The Season 22 Premiere As Each Character Removes Their Mask Every Time They Speak
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HBO Max head says the streamer "working on" The Venture Bros. Revival ideas
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Cinemax original series like ‘Banshee’, ‘The Knick’, ‘Quarry’, and ‘Warrior’ really need to be moved over to HBO Max. These shows have been undervalued for too long and deserve a larger audience.
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Protester at Million MAGA March
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Two Navajo women exercising their 1st amendment right
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Picture from the Bush to Obama transition
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Politics aside, George W. Bush has great comedic timing
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This guy saved a donkey from a sand storm.
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King of the Trash Pandas holding court
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Salamander Limb Regeneration [via HHMI BioInteractive]
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How the Troll A platform, among the largest and most complex engineering projects in history and the largest object ever to be moved by man across the surface of the Earth, was built and moved.
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These 15mg buspirone tablets can be broken into 5mg doses or 7.5mg doses depending on which side you split the tablet
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This huge sleeper semi I saw at work.
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Chrome blue wasp I found in my backyard
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Heart-shaped amethyst geodes. Discovered yesterday in Artigas, by the mining company Uruguay Minerals
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Milky way from New Mexico
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Long Exposure Drone Flight Path
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My buddy’s girlfriend farted in front of him for the first time. He got a cake for the occasion.
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Every now and then we have to pack this lovely item at Amazon picking warehouses.
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"Oh crap, we're having a test today?"
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His favorite spot since he was a baby.
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18 years ago I agreed to foster Tuna until he found a home. My best friend is now 20 years old and still going strong.
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I can’t believe I wasted so many years of my life thinking I only liked dogs
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Random Subreddit of the day: EngineeringPorn

These are its 3 top posts of all time:
Engineering 'Porn' is probably pushing it but I designed and made a frame to hold the pedals for my racing games that quickly folds away and I'm pretty proud of it
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It's basically a game at this point
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still the best trophy stand ever
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2020.11.14 13:34 RebornInLife Prophecies of Nostradamus - a channelled solution, part 5

Prophecies of Nostradamus - a channelled solution, part 5
This mini-series outlines the coming turn of the Wheel of Fate for humanity as prophesized by the great occultist and seer, Nostradamus. The source claims Nostradamus was in communion with him and gave him more direct explanations of his quatrains peering into our reality from the higher realms that had to be encrypted at his time because of authorities. I've revealed this here as it sits perfectly with the other materials (over a hundred prophecies) as well as the movements on the world stage. The quatrains of Nostradamus would require the reader to be well versed in latin, greek, history of the world, occult science, astronomy, the body, alegories of ancient and Nostradamus time and so on and can be explained in endless ways as they often are in the lamestream media.
10.2 The Woman and the Androgyn
The heavens weep too much for the birth of Androgenus, near the heavens human blood is split. It is too late for the great nation to be revived because of the death, soon, yet too late, comes the awaited help. (ΙΙ-45)
The use of the phrase «the birth of Androgenus» concerns some sociological changes that will be sparked by the establishment of space colonies. The only way these space colonies will be able to function is for men and women to work together harmoniously, and be rid of their narrow minded, bigoted and chauvinistic attitudes about sex roles. The birth of Androgyn symbolizes that men and women will be able to do what is best suited for them without worrying whether or not it’s suitable for someone of their sex. This type of change will also affect the people left on Earth.
This sociological upheaval causes great dissent among some of the nations, like in the Middle East. These countries will have to resolve their beliefs in order to accommodate these new concepts. There will be a lot of bloodshed, particularly among the space forces due to space accidents, not war, as people adjust to a new way of living; many pilots will die – «near the heavens human blood is split.»
The faint voice of a woman is heard under the holy ground. Human flame shines for the divine voice. It will cause the earth to be stained with the blood of celibates and destroy the holy temples for the wicked. (ΙV-24)
Once again in history, women will rise to power. Women will bring about the destruction of the established religious and financial institutions of their time. This quatrain represents the unleashing of the female energies of the universe. It also refers to the great mother, the Earth herself, and her rebellion against being harnessed.

Afterwards there will come from a distant country a German prince upon the golden throne. Servitude met from over the seas. The lady subordinated, in the time no longer adored. (II-87)
The «lady no longer adored» refers to the fact that the female aspect of deity has been neglected, reviled and ignored. When the time of peace comes this lack will be made up. For in early days the female aspect of the deity was worshipped. The masculine aspect was also worshipped, but as being subordinate to the female aspect of deity. Then the patriarchal era came into being. What society will need to come to terms with and be able to handle is that deity is both male and female, neither male or female. They need to be able to deal with all these aspects of deity in a balanced way, in order to develop a more balanced universal view.
10.3 Bringing people back who are clinically dead
The body without a soul no longer at the sacrifice. At the day of death it is brought to rebirth. The divine spirit will make the soul rejoice seeing the eternity of the world. (ΙΙ-13)
I was envisioning the great advances in medicine quite often. In your time, the first glimmerings of this can be seen in how the surgeon in the operating chamber can bring people back who are clinically dead. They have brought them back to life to where they can live for years afterwards. Medicine will continue to develop so man will seemingly live forever, for the body is too wondrously made to die so quickly. The 20th century is working its way toward this, and it’s in sight but there’s a way to go.

I saw a time in the future where people who had died could be brought back to life in many wondrous ways, either by breathing the spirit back into the body before it had begun to corrupt or by making a new body like the old and breathing the spirit back into it. There are many wondrous things I have seen in regards to this technology. Before this is developed, there will be a breakthrough in science that will upset all the theoretical phases of all the sciences, and man will finally touch God, so to speak.
The spiritual core of the universe that relates all things together through the force of life will finally be discovered, and the central source of this is the divine spirit. I am referring to a set of circumstances far in the future. But it would be easier for an average person in your time to conceive of that, than it would be for a person in my time. The discovery of this central spirit, this life force, will be such a sweeping change to everything that it will almost seem like a rebirth of the world. Everything having to do with the way man thinks, his philosophy, his medicine, his science, everything will be totally changed and turned upside down. What was once considered impossible will be possible. Many wondrous things will occur. It is impossible to describe it all. In a way, the results of this will affect everybody’s religious beliefs.
10.4 The discovery of Atlantis (NATO is dissolved)
The aimless army will depart from Europe and join up close to the submerged island. The D’ ARTON fleet folds up its standard, the navel of the world in place of a greater voice. (ΙΙ-22)

«The aimless army» and the anagram «ARTON» refers to NATO. In the future, after the calamitous events at the end of the 20th century, the present organization and alliances among the various countries, particularly the western countries, will dissolve and new alliances will be formed. There is a secret naval base, or intelligence base, that has been constructed on the American continental shelf underneath the ocean so it would be secret. The heads of staff will be meeting there to decide what actions to take –«the D’ ARTON fleet folds up its standard»- in regards to the new alliances being formed.
Kind of in parentheses, I also threw in that «close to the submerged island» as a hint to the fact that one day in the future there will be discoveries of submerged remains of this great civilization that gave rise to the legend of Atlantis. Atlantis truly did exist, but not in the form popularly supposed. Many picture it as being a Greek civilization of some sort with colonnaded temples and such. In truth it was not like this at all.

One thing about Atlantis that scientists will have to realize is that they used stone the way the 20th century uses metal. They had ways of working stone, of making it malleable like clay and then letting it harden again to stone. They worked with forces and energies that could be conducted through stone the way electricity is conducted through metal. It was a civilization based on a totally different concept of the world. Hence, when the archaeologists find it, it will be difficult for them to understand what they do find.
The civilization of Atlantis was a world-wide civilization. There have been a few small crumbs of evidence found already, but scientists have not put two and two together, so to speak. There’s a major city of that civilization on the American eastern continental shelf. And there is one where the Sea of Japan now is. There is another major center under the ice of Antarctica. There are evidences of this civilization in Central and South America. Some of these evidences have been found and some have not. Some of the megalithic structures about the world are related to this civilization as well, particularly structures with mathematical preciseness about them such as the ones in Great Britain. You have the idea it was located on a submerged island somewhere out in the middle of the Atlantic. At one time part of it was on an island simply because of the levels of the ocean water. It’s now part of a continental shelf because the waters of the ocean rose sufficiently to cover up this island. But that was not the center of the civilization nor was it the only place where that civilization existed. There were all these other places, and they were in communication with one another for they were one civilization.
Mankind had become very advanced. Their civilization was advanced in the direction they had grown. It didn’t have the wondrous machines your civilization does, simply because this civilization had developed in a different direction. Man relied more on the PSI part of the abilities of the mind to accomplish things rather than relying on the nimbleness of fingers to do it. Consequently, civilization had a totally different pattern, and with this use their abilities became quite common.
When the civilization seemed to be at the point of really flowering and coming into its own fulfillment – I’m not sure if some extraterrestrial civilization intervened or if a natural accident simply happened. If a natural accident happened, it seems like the Earth and the solar system somehow went through a cluster of asteroids and such. But if it was not an accident but by design, then some extraterrestrial civilization gathered together these asteroids and such, and the Earth passed through them. And these huge chunks of rock racing through the atmosphere and hitting the ground messed up the climate and caused shock waves. Quite a few of them landed on some of the cities and destroyed them totally. It happened in such a way that mankind lost every vestige of civilization it ever had and had to start from scratch again. Some evidences of these huge pieces of rock that struck the Earth can be seen. These rocks, even though some of them were irregularly shaped, have left behind basically round impact points. You can easily see this by getting a good map drawn by a mapman with a steady hand. You’ll notice there are some bodies of water that are basically round. The Sea of Japan, the Caribbean Sea, the Gulf of Mexico and others throughout the world mark some of the places where these huge rocks struck the Earth and the ocean waters came flooding in, destroying the survivors.
10.5 The power of teleportation
In the future, those doing research for the military will discover a new … force and this will give supporting evidence to some of the Eastern philosophies about the nature of the universe. As a result, those countries in that part of the world, particularly India, will turn inward to contemplate so they may rise in greater glory. It’s not really a discovery but a realization. The evidence of this force has been in front of you and has always been there but the facts have been misinterpreted and have been associated wrongly.
The heavenly bodies endlessly visible to the eye come to cloud (the intellect) for their own reasons. The body, together with the forehead, senses and head all invisible, as the sacred prayers diminish. (IV-25)
The metaphysical meaning of the quatrain is that mankind in general will start to develop themselves spiritually. Another interpretation of this is that at one point in the far future there will be interstellar space travel. «The heavenly bodies endlessly visible» refers to the stars which just keep going on and on. And these ships they’ll be traveling in will be controlled by emanations of the mind and PSI power, rather than by mechanical manipulations.

10.6 The end of the world is near
For forty years the rainbow will not be seen. For forty years it will be seen every day. The dry Earth will grow more parched, and there will be great floods when it is seen. (Ι-17)
This has to do with some of the troubles the Earth will have to go through. «For forty years the rainbow will not be seen» means that this will cause a 40-year drought. The only way people will survive will be by melting the ice from the poles or by extracting pure water from the sea. Then in an attempt to balance this out, the scales will swing in the other direction and there is a rainbow every day, causing copious rains and a lot of floods – «the dry Earth will grow more parched, and there will be great floods».
The time element is not necessarily 40 years, however. I was using that as a concept for 40 cycles. Somehow mankind will do something to cause the environment of the Earth to get out of balance, out of kilter, so as to trigger an ice age. The sort where the water is being captured in the ice at the poles so there’s no water for rain for a period of time. Then it will swing the other way when the ice age ends and there’s too much water everywhere. Because the poles will be melting at a copious rate and there will be a lot of rain and floods and the sea levels will rise again. This is a natural part of the history of Earth. It happened in the past and it will happen again in the future. And once again, as it was the last time, this ice age will cause this civilization to fall. It will erase all traces of this civilization so that another civilization will have to rise afterward, the way it did this time. These cycles could be cycles of millenniums.
The populated lands will become uninhabitable, great disagreement in order to obtain lands. Kingdoms given to men incapable of prudence. Then for the great brothers, death and dissension. (ΙΙ-95)
This is one of those events that can be prevented. In previous quatrains I have translated, I have referred to an event where man overcomes the balance of the Earth and causes great changes in the climate and the seasons, causing much hardship and famine. As a result of this, many lands that are now major agricultural lands producing a lot of grain and food for much of the world will be frozen and will not grow food any longer. And the people who live there, who have grown food there will leave these lands like rats leaving a sinking ship. They’ll be running to lands that can still be lived in and can still grow food. There’ll be a lot of dissension and fighting as the lands get more crowded and each tries to push the other out. As a result of the panic there’ll be several stupid decisions made. The «kingdoms» refer to areas of power rather than areas of land.
And people who are given responsibility in certain areas will make poor decisions that will escalate into major disasters, as a result of not thinking clearly under pressure caused by this horrendous change of climate. «The great brothers» that will experience dissension and destruction refer to the United States and the United Kingdom, countries that have been referred to as brothers in several other quatrains.
The year of the great seventh number accomplished, it will appear at the time of the games of slaughter, not far from the age of the great millennium when the dead will come out of their graves. (Χ-74)
This refers to when the end of the world is approaching. The entire age of the world could be divided into seven great portions. The first six of these have been experienced and fulfilled, and we’re in the seventh portion now which has to do with man and his doings. As soon as «the year of the great seventh number accomplished», at the end of this age will be the end of the age of mankind. Although the Earth will continue to exist for a few ages after that, man will have served his purpose and accomplished what he needed to do here on Earth. He will be elsewhere instead, and the wheel of karma will no longer send men to Earth but to other locations. By the «when the dead will come out of their graves» I’m referring to the transfer of men’s souls elsewhere from this planet.
This is not going to happen soon. When dealing with karmic matters, one has to take into effect the great wheel of the universe and the slowness with which it moves. Between now and then, civilization will have fallen down and been rebuilt several times. Some of the traditions and conventions of the former civilizations will survive and be passed down, but each time this happens they will be perverted a little bit more. The games of slaughter of that time - «it will appear at the time of the games of slaughter» - stem directly from the Olympic games of your time. This regular meeting every four years of all nations to perform these sports events will gradually -through the succession of civilizations with intervening periods of savagery - be perverted into something resembling the gladiatorial games of ancient Rome. It’s just simply another natural example of the circle of time. The games started out in athletic form in ancient Greece, became perverted to violence in Rome, and then when the games were reinstated it was of sports orientation again.
When twenty years of the Moon’s reign have passed another will take up his reign for seven thousand years. When the exhausted Sun takes up his cycle then my prophecy and threats will be accomplished. (Ι-48)
I wrote this quatrain pointing out that the number of years into the future I was seeing had no limit. I could see not the end of time but to the end of Earth. That is what I meant by «the exhausted Sun». Whenever that happens Earth will long since be dead. But I did see the sun give one last burst of energy in a grand explosion and then die down to nothing. However, that is extremely far off in the future and has no bearing on your time whatsoever.
The lines about the «twenty years of the Moon’s reign and then another will take up the reign for seven thousand years» I put in this quatrain because of the Inquisition. One of the things I saw was an extensive and peaceful space expansion and exploration program, people expanding and living out in strange environments, being prosperous and growing.
There will be a base established on the moon. It will be a major center of communication and scientific research. During this time this base’s major purpose will be for developing – I’m calling them «freestanding space stations», meaning independent of everything and everybody else. They have various shapes: some are cylindrical, some are conical and some spherical. All of them have large solar sails attached to provide them with the energy they need. The moon base will be developing and building these space stations. That’s where the main central work for the trade and the industries will be, so the moon will not have such a major place in the scheme of things anymore. It will remain the nexus of communications but the scientific research and the industry and such will move out to the space stations. And Earth will enter a major period of prosperity and growth because there will be room to grow and enough for everybody. Things will be basically peaceful if Earth manages to avoid certain bad decisions that could lead to war, and if Earth updates her civil laws so there won’t be so much grass-roots unrest.
10.7 Space explorations
When the downfall of the lunar ones is close they will not be very distant from each other. Cold, drought, danger around the frontiers even where the oracle had its source. (ΙΙΙ-4)
This quatrain refers to the establishment of space stations at the L-5 points in relation to the moon and the Earth. Space travelers must watch out for deep vacuum conditions in space, - «cold, drought, danger around the frontiers.» Regardless of their best preparations, even with the information from the computers, referred to here as the «oracle», they will still be unprepared for unexpected aspects of this environment. The L-5 point is the point between the moon and the Earth where the gravitational pull is equal from both directions.

Less fuel is needed to keep the stations in position there since gravity will be doing the majority of the work. There will also be astronomical observatories being constructed on the lunar surface itself. It will be a joint project between the United States, Russia and England. The United States and England will be involved because they have the scientific information needed and Russia because they have the best scientists.
Then, after the eclipse of the two great stars which will occur between April and March. Oh, what a loss! But two great good influences will help on all sides by land and sea. (ΙΙΙ-5)

The quatrain refers to the future, in the time period of 2000 or 2100. After the formation of the world government we will unite with other countries to have joint space explorations. It also represents a time when we might have intelligent contact with extraterrestrials, - «good influences will help on all sides by land and sea» – working with them to build space stations and colonize space.

10.8 Gravity wells
The fugitives and the banished are recalled, fathers and sons strengthening the deep wells. The cruel father and his followers suffocated; his most wicked son drowned in the well. (IV-53)
To the far future space colonies and space flight will be very common because the Earth will be overcrowded. Someone will economically manipulate the Earth causing the Earth’s leaders to call on the colonies for help. The colonies will be able to supply the Earth with things they manufacture in space that cannot be produced on Earth.
In the phrase «strengthening the deep well» the word «wells» refers to the phrase «gravity wells» that are found around each planet. That is, you must pull against the influence of gravity to get away from the planet and you must account for it whenever you’re maneuvering near that planet. To strengthen these wells they send materials and supplies down to the Earth powers that need it.
In the process of this exchange a man who reenters the atmosphere makes a miscalculation and burns up – «his son drowned in the well». «The cruel father and his followers suffocated» describes those who attempted to ruin the lives of many and bring back the time of troubles but who did not succeed. The people of the colonies, since they are already in space, are the ones that finally capture the «cruel father» because he tries to escape from Earth by spaceship.

10.9 Animals are taught sign language
When the animal tamed by man begins to speak after great efforts and difficulty, the lightning so harmful to the rod will be taken from the Earth and suspended in the air. (III-44)
Scientists teach monkeys, gorillas and other primates how to talk by using sign language. This represents a spiritual advancement to a degree. Man is now trying to understand the animal kingdom by trying to communicate with it. I’m also seeing some type of military laser apparatus – «the lightening» - and also how lasers can be directed at the Earth to supply energy to different areas.
Note: This seemed to be a strange prediction, but when I began my research I found that it had already happened in our time. Some of the advances being made in conversing with primates are discussed in the October 1978 issue of «National Geographic». In the 1960s Keith and Cathy Hayes worked with a chimpanzee for six years and succeeded in teaching it to orally speak several words. Then, R. Allen and Beatrice Gardner perceived that the chimp’s difficulty in acquiring language was not stupidity, but rather an inability to control lips and tongue.
They then decided to attempt to teach them the American Sign Language (AMESLAN) which is used by deaf Americans. With incredible patience they succeeded in teaching a chimpanzee to effectively communicate by using sign language. In 1972 Francine Patterson of Stanford University of California, began a similar project with a gorilla. The scientists were surprised to find that the gorilla was calmer and more deliberate in communicating than the chimpanzee. The apes are not only able to converse by use of sign language, but are now using computers with speech synthesizers.
This was all totally unexpected and considered quite awesome because, by all accepted concepts of animal and human nature, the apes should not be able to do any of this. Traditionally, such behavior has been considered uniquely human. It would seem that Nostradamus was correct in defining this as a tremendous breakthrough in man’s relation with the animal world.
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2020.11.13 04:23 BearLair64 Sunrise in Aztlan (Page 1 of 3)

Marisol squinted and raised her hand to protect her eyes as the doors to the enclosed trailer rig opened and midday sunlight spilled into the dark interior of the space. They had been riding for over eighteen hours and she and the other women were hot, tired, thirsty and hungry. There was an ice chest with bottled water containers just outside the truck box. She assisted several of the other, “girls” as they climbed down to take a look the new den of horrors that surely awaited them.
Many of the women were barely sane after the months or years they had been used as sex slaves, transported at irregular intervals, sold or traded among various criminal enterprises. Marisol had been at it for about three years as best she could tell. Her uncle had sold her to a broker, and she’d been told that she would go to the USA and live with a family while she completed school and would have a promising career waiting for her... To a fourteen-year-old with a sketchy education, who had lived a hand to mouth existence, anything that amounted to regular food, clothing, and shelter sounded good…
As soon as the broker turned her over to the transporter, the horror began. After days of terror, misery, and pain, as he and his thugs abused her, her mind teetered on the edge of insanity, but she chose to fight back, at least in her soul. Her determination and native wit had allowed her to survive the heinous acts committed upon her body over the past few years. She was taught how to be a, “proper hostess” and how to please customers and constantly promised that the money she made from them would one day purchase her freedom. She’d realized early on that it was a lie; yet a few days past, her, “boyfriend” the manager of the cantina where she was forced to ply her trade, told her that she had finally earned enough. She would be set free after one last transport and set up with a group of other women to be trained in job skills.
Here she was, confused and in strange company. None of the women in the trailer really knew one another. Now, a few older women in cotton shifts with tasteful embroidery at the neck and hems shepherded the new arrivals into a plain building, back out of the sun and into a cool interior. She hadn’t seen much of the outdoors between the truck and the building, just high canyon walls with a spread of greenery and buildings between them. Her grasp of geography was very limited, so she had no idea where she was.
The women in the embroidered dresses conducted them up a flight of stairs and into a dormitory. There were twenty women, ten sets of bunk beds, and four showers on that floor but it didn’t take terribly long for Marisol and her nineteen companions to get clean and to change into very plain, natural cotton shifts. Four of the women in the more ornate dresses led them downstairs to a dining hall where there was a meal and drinks set out for them. The food was plain but of decent quality and sufficient quantity to satisfy their needs. They were finally ushered into a break room in the back of the building adjacent to the dining hall.
The eldest of their escorts gained their attention and spoke in the upper-class central Mexican dialect of Spanish, “We welcome you to our facility. We are here to help you. There is no need for you to work or serve in any way until you are selected for a job. We will interview each of you and help guide you to the best employment… honorable work or for some of you, and if you like, an honorable match with a working man. Those of you with children will be reunited with them once you are placed. They will receive the best of care until then.
“You may use any of the recreation facilities in this room and you are free to roam around anywhere inside. You are forbidden to leave the building unless one of our guides is with you. This city is strange to you and would not be safe. So, ladies, relax until we come to get you for your assessment.”
**** * ****
The next day, when she awakened just after sunrise, Marisol noted that there were now only nineteen women in the barracks, including herself; she enjoyed arithmetic and noticed numbers more than did most people. That night, as they prepared to sleep, she counted eighteen. It gave her an uneasy feeling. Marisol had been very fortunate in that she had no children from whom to be separated. Several of the women were frantic about theirs. Now that she thought about it, the two who were gone had been the most demonstrative, and had begged to be allowed to see their babies. By the third day, it was apparent that the group had been losing members steadily; two per day by her count.
She worked up the nerve to ask one of the women who served their meals and essentially directed their days of leisure, what had happened to the missing women. “They have moved on to their training programs for new jobs. We screen two of you each day to determine where you will be placed. Relax. Enjoy your time and be calm. We have provided the nice TV, movies, games, and many magazines. You are now past all of the grief and sorrows and will soon be free to make your own life.”
The words may have been intended to sound comforting, but the woman delivered them as rote; coldly and efficiently as she had clearly done countless times before she had broken them to Marisol. That afternoon she finished her shower and dressed in a fresh cotton shift, they’d been told to bathe and change every day. It was actually quite refreshing, so she didn’t mind; she felt that each shower washed away a little more of her anguish and humiliation. As she left the shower room, she saw one of the hostesses, who silently beckoned her to come downstairs and to the front of the building. She did as she was bid, she had been conditioned to do so for the past few years.
Once they were downstairs, the woman handed her a nice cool glass of papaya juice, her favorite drink, which Marisol downed gratefully. Then the kindly, quiet woman beckoned for her to step outside and said softly, “It is okay when you are with one of us”. She once again had to shield her eyes from the brutal rays of the sun as they left the building, though it was sinking fast toward the horizon. The dorm was well-lit but fluorescent mortal bulbs could not compare to the power of Sol Invictus… she’d heard that name from her village priest when he’d spoken of some ancient people.
The woman gently took her by the arm and guided her around the side of the building and into a warren of other similar buildings and structures, all of them at least a few stories tall and set closely together. Marisol remained docile and complied with the older woman’s instructions as her wits dulled and she slipped into a compliant frame of mind. At least until they turned a last corner. She did not balk at continuing, she rather stopped in shock at what lay before her now, sunlight adjusted eyes and foggy brain…
…It was a pyramid, with its lower levels built out from the back wall of the box canyon. A stepped pyramid with four wide levels at exact intervals as the structure rose. At the end of the last passageway between the buildings, they met with a man who escorted another male, in simple cotton clothing. The escorts placed Marisol to one side and the wiry young male beside her and silently indicated that they should walk together toward the pyramid. As they left the final set of buildings and entered a plaza, a man and a woman, each in bright, Pre-Columbian native costume took over the escort duties. The pair of escorts remained absolutely silent as they flanked Marisol and her equally glassy-eyed companion and guided them straight ahead to the foot of the enormous structure. A pair of new escorts awaited and turned to flank her and her companion as the initial two escorts fell behind and took over the vigil at the foot of the structure. At the next major, “step” where the pyramid broadened, another couple awaited; each was more elaborately festooned with feathers, shells, beads, and metallic decorations and took over the front position as the previous pair took over their levels until they reached the foot of the last platform and stood before the stairs that mounted to the apex.
They began the final ascent and she saw that at the top awaited a large, dull block of black stone. On the other side of the altar stood a… man? She wasn’t sure, at first, his costume was so elaborate that it hid his body and a mask obscured his features. A mask at once ferocious and beautiful. She’d seen the image before… in one of the magazines in the barracks! She hadn’t been able to read much of the article that went with it, but this image had graced the cover. One of the other women had told her that it was an image of an ancient Aztec Sun and War God, Huitzilopochtli (“wee-tzee-pock-t-lee” she slowly pronounced in her head).
She stared in awe at the face before her. She had been feeling strangely calm and detached since she’d finished the papaya juice... She looked on in fascination at the sights below her, a throng of people had silently gathered at the base of the pyramid. They began to chant and then to dance in a slow rhythmic manner, each one bedecked in bright costume; it was beautiful with the myriad of colors that swirled and sparkled and further bedazzled her inhibited senses. People were located all around what she now recognized as a central plaza, among a labyrinth of structures carved into the canyon walls or built separately from stone and mud brick. From various points in and around the plaza, musicians joined in the music and drummers pounded out a cacophony.
The couple who had led her up the last flight of stairs to the altar gently guided her to sit and then lay back supine upon the basalt stone; they guided the young male to lie beside her but with his head in the opposite direction. They then took positions at either end of the block. Marisol looked on in fascination as the music rose to a crescendo and the man in the exquisite mask stepped up to her and her companion on the altar and forcefully sang what was clearly a prayer. He held a beautifully gleaming knife that was made of what looked to her like black glass… “obsidian” she recalled the name from her childhood, that priest who’d taught her and the other children the little that they knew of the world… Yes… The knapped stone glittered, lovely and bright in the waning sunlight…
**** * ****
Kelly’s wizened receptionist ushered in the large young man who carried a company issued “go bag”. No company name or logo, just plain, shades of grey gear, like an old black and white movie. Defense Management and Technology Solutions Incorporated needed no logos; no brands… He would later find that he was truly past being branded as any mention or image of him, and there had been many, had been wiped from the internet. It was the first time in a few years that he’d been free of stigma, free to just live, as a normal person…. Within reason of course… I work for a super-cool international corporation with ties to intelligence communities from all over the world, he thought as he passed into the manager’s office.
Kelly was seated at her desk and two men were seated with her, there was an empty chair dead center in front of her desk, obviously intended for him. “Bjorn, right on time.” Kelly greeted the latest member of the DMT Solutions field agent team to begin On the Job / Field Training. “I’d like you to meet your team leader for this mission, Art.” The burly, dark hued man, who was seated next to her desk stood and shook hands. “This other gentleman is your mentor, Silvio.” Silvio stood, he was a hair under six feet, lean and wiry, a vulpine predator. His grip was like steel, though he didn’t try any macho BS, he was just strong. Bjorn took his chair and assumed an alert, listening posture.
**** * ****
Art and Silvio led their newest team member down to the first level of the corporate office. “We’ll meet the rest of the team and brief everyone. Bjorn, you are in training, but you are expected to carry your weight. You should fully participate in the briefing, you heard it firsthand, same as we did. That said, it would be best to remain silent unless you notice something we forgot, or you have a question or point to make. Silvio is your mentor and he’ll frog you on the leg or slap you on the back of the head if you start to say something stupid.” He winked as he said the last.
Silvio grinned up at his young apprentice, a strapping young man with a well-groomed short beard and longish, wild hair. He had to look up slightly, since the, “cub” was around 6’6”. “Don’t worry Orsetto (bear cub), I won’t hit you… hard!” He laughed in a friendly way and Bjorn was satisfied that he had properly identified the hint of an accent as Italian.
Bjorn remained silent rather than speak and be confirmed an inexperienced fool. He was hardly loquacious in any case but he had worked hard to be good natured or to at least project a non-threatening image; to set aside silly comments that had earlier in his life caused him to become angry and put him at risk for an, “episode”. He looked down at his mentor / field trainer and gave a brief nod, “Thanks.”
“Oh, you are going to have to learn to talk and be friendly on this assignment cub. Can’t have you look so grim all the time.” Bjorn gave his broadest, most friendly grin. “Better.” declared Silvio as they reached their destination, Room 342, “Only a little frightening”.
Inside was a circular table around which sat four other figures. Art, the team leader entered first and in his booming voice, that matched his burly frame, proclaimed, “New meat! Get up and greet… Bjorn, the bear cub…”
All four figures rose. The first on the right, a twenty-something woman said simply, “Pearly Gates”.
The second person announced that his name was, “Jim Bui (“bwee”), superbad redneck hero and purveyor of fine knives… no relation to The Alamo guy.” Considering that he was a short, gracile man who appeared to be from Southeast Asia, Bjorn thought his claim may have been made in fun, though he wore an impressive looking knife at his side. Not as big as the much larger cub sported, it was a veritable short sword, but still, he enjoyed discussing cold steel with fellow aficionados.
Next was “Daisy” she claimed she was named after a brand of BB gun but was in actuality a lethal weapon.
The last team member to introduce himself was young, medium built and rather handsome except for a few scars on the left side of his face and… Bjorn looked on in astonishment, the young man wore a short sleeved tee shirt and his complete left arm had clearly been replaced with a prosthetic that was unlike anything he’d ever seen. It was cobalt blue but looked for all the world like a flesh and blood arm. He smiled shyly and said, “Jay Bird, I do the heavy lifting.” He flexed the cobalt arm. “I’m part of, ‘Defense Management’ these days but I started on the, ‘Technology Solutions’ team of DMT Solutions Inc as a Bio-tech patient. Never thought such a thing would be possible. Maybe it’s not, it is totally experimental but amazing, an actual cyborg arm, like I’m in some graphic novel…” He trailed off and looked in wonder at his arm as though it was the first time that he’d seen it and learned its capabilities. His smile broadened, “I’m happiest to meet you. I just finished field training and will be glad to have someone new to pick on for a change.”
Art looked at the young man askance, “You don’t get to mess with anyone new-dick. Bjorn is here for training, he ain’t the newest member of…” He dragged out the last and looked around expectantly, as with a long-played game, until the entire team roared out as one, “Los Diablos Tejanos!”.
Bjorn nodded, “’The Devil Texians’, what they called the Texas Rangers during the Mexican War in the late 1840’s. Are you all from Texas or…”
Art barked out a laugh, “Nope! We just talked about cool, badassed names and Jim Bui here suggested it. He’s from El Paso but we let him stay on the team anyway. Oh, and Jay worked down near Houston but he’s originally from LaLa Land.”
There was more light banter but within a few minutes, Art put on his, ‘game face’, “Alright everybody, time to settle down for briefing. Next assignment is going to be a challenge. It will require some undercover work and our client is Congresswoman Morales, via BLM. Our contact there is, Newberry.” There were groans from a couple in the room.
Art cut off the objections, “Yep, get over it. This one is important.” Everyone settled down instantly. They were mostly, Type A personalities; ‘A’ as in, “Assertive” but they were also a well-trained team of professionals. Art began, “In a nutshell, people who are being trafficked over the border are disappearing and we don’t know what is happening to them. A few days ago, the congresswoman’s daughter, Reyna went missing while visiting Galveston. She hasn’t shown up at any of her usual haunts and there has been no ransom demand, nor any word for that matter. Of course, the alphabet agencies are working on it, so we have some decent intel that links Reyna to the other disappearances.”
“So how is this BLM instead of ICE or Homeland?” Jim Bui asked.
Art nodded in acknowledgement of the good question, “Because while we don’t know for sure, the trails seem to lead from the cities into the wilderness out west in the Four Corners Region, onto federal land. We’ll have to work in some pretty sketchy places and may have to do some things that will seem pretty callous but if we can develop or take an informant… we can get to the bottom of it.
“Oh, one thing,” he added, “The reason they’ve contracted us is that while law enforcement can file charges, we can actually get the girl as freelancers, and maybe we can find out what is happening with the disappearances and put a stop to it. Bottom line, no one hears from these folks once they pass into Four Corners. We have information that the disappearances are connected with the Aztlan movement, apparently not such a dead group after all and possibly tied to an ancient cult.” He raised a hand, “Before you ask, I’d consider at least one of those to be rumor and the other speculation. However, we’ve all seen people do some weird stuff, and since weird is what we do,…” From there, he gave out assignments and the briefing began in earnest.
**** * ****
Shortly before they landed in Houston, Pearly Gates, seated next to Bjorn, asked, “You speak any Spanish?”
Hablo poquito, comprende mas.” Bjorn rumbled. Something about Pearly Gates put him off a little. A “seething” quality, as if she was always on edge. Then it hit him, like I was before my initial training with Brain! Wonder if she has, “episodes?” He wasn’t about to ask at this juncture. They’d made the flight in relative silence and he was a little surprised when she’d asked him the question.
She nodded at his response, “Good, we all speak some, Daisy has it as a first language, and it will be useful on this mission. I’m fluent, so I’m your instructor when we are not doing other work. Silvio is pretty fluent, but he thinks in Italian when he tries to think in Spanish… comes out weird sometimes. After Art, Silvio is next senior on the team, then me. As you know, DMT Solutions is a meritocracy. Time on and the experience that comes with it are valued but above all, performance is the metric that is most valued.”
The landing process was smooth; easy in a company aircraft to get past any security measures. They picked up vehicles and heavy gear and made their way to their assigned company house. Each had his or her own room in a reasonably nice neighborhood. They also had an apartment in a less savory part of town, near the Ship Channel to do any work that required them to give out an address or take in and hold or interrogate any contacts. A neighborhood where no one responded to or called authorities about screams or other loud noises.
They met in the dining room and shared a meal and their first onsite planning meeting. Silvio and Bjorn would work the first attempt at renting, leasing, or buying girls. Jay and Jim would try if the first two failed. They didn’t expect any real trouble, the transactions were normal for the area around the port. Strangers were not as unusual as in other parts of the city. The information they had indicated that a particular club owner was either directly involved or would likely know who was. From there, it was a matter of following the food chain until they had the transporters they needed.
Pearly Gates and Daisey would do the interview work. Art would… supervise. If local contacts were needed, he’d develop them and represent the company should the need arise. He was essentially the logistics manager for the mission and the final arbiter when plans and information had need of reconciliation.
**** * ****
Bjorn found a parking space under a light and spaced a little way from parked vehicles to either side. Silvio looked at him. “Why here?”
Bjorn knew that the question wasn’t meant to change his mind or confuse him, Silvio just wanted to gauge his thinking. “This SUV is pretty nice, a late model, a potential target for thieves. We are more likely to encounter those than need to have darkness for subterfuge. Plus, we don’t know the area and based on the condition of the parking lot, we don’t want to have to flee to a darkened space to get to our transportation if things go all the way wrong. Plus, we have room to drive away without running into other vehicles or objects.”
Silvio nodded, “Good. What potential problems can you see?”
Bjorn looked around the lot and at the buildings. “First, we can hear the bass of the music thumping even through our closed windows with the air conditioning fan up. It will be really loud inside, so we’ll have to communicate with signals or close contact. Second, there are security staff at the entrance. Shabby but they are pat searching people for weapons. Not thoroughly but one has a wand style metal detector. Third, that new looking board fence contains a house or similar structure; a couple just stopped at the gate and spoke to someone inside, who let them through. Not a problem if we hire a girl but that means we’d have to go through and…”
Silvio nodded, “Yes, we’d have to use the girls. Maybe not necessary, depends on who all is present tonight. We may be able to just buy some outright. Not likely though, since they don’t know us… yet. Keep your role in mind though. I’m the player, you’re the bodyguard, the tough guy. First, we get past security and take a look to see if el dueno is here tonight. Should be, it’s Saturday nigh… oops, no, Sunday morning, so he should be if our information is good.”
They turned on their monitoring equipment and conducted sound checks. The rest of the team was nearby, ready for a rescue if needed. They carefully crossed the parking area, which was full of potholes. He’d observed as he watched the, ‘security’ staff check people that they never reached toward or searched the groin, so, they’d placed their small handguns along the zipper line of their trousers. If the metal detector wand even worked, it would sound in that area anyway. These guys didn’t look too interested, just earning their keep. To facilitate the process, Silvio slipped one a $20 bill. With, no problemos, they entered, “La Quetza Cantina” and immediately passed a wall with a painted plumed serpent outlined in blacklight paint… it glowed and gave them a sinister stare. Better artwork than one would have expected in this part of town. Bjorn considered as they entered the club proper.
Silvio led them to the bar and ordered a drink. Bjorn stood by him, looking around with menace for any potential threats to his “boss”. This had the advantage of being part of his true mission as well as what he needed to project. Several customers took note of the exceptionally large, hirsute young man, el oso (the bear), but none decided it would be a good idea to bother him or el zorro (the fox), whom he was clearly guarding. The musica thumped on and started to, “clop” as the DJ decided it was time for a, “cumbia!”, which he shouted, echoed by many drunken voices in the crowd.
They made their way to a table, where Silvio sat and leaned back in a relaxed manner and Bjorn sat and remained upright and clearly on duty… There he was, in plain sight, an older man who wore gaudy jewelry, an ugly white, searsucker suit, and a nice fedora with a bright plume that extended from the band on one side, seated on a dais equipped with a long table. His goons stood, one near el dueno and one at the opening in the rail around the dais, the gateway to an audience with, “the great and powerful one”. About then, a, “hostess” approached Silvio and asked him if he’d like some company. He agreed and she sat in the chair next to him and moved it very close.
She said something in his ear, and he looked toward Bjorn, made a face, and shook his head. Clearly, only the boss was worthy of female companionship, the help was… well, helping, doing his job. They spoke back and forth for a few moments and Silvio slipped her a large tip. She got up and approached the bartender. He in turn approached the goon at the rail opening. The goon approached el dueno, who listened intently and frowned in thought as he looked toward Silvio, who inclined his head respectfully. After a moment, the older man on the dais nodded and the rail goon waved for Silvio and Bjorn to approach, “his majesty, the owner of this ‘fine’ establishment”.
After introductions and pleasantries, they eventually got down to business. Silvio pleaded the case that he was trying to get set up again after some unfortunate tangles with other criminals and some thinning of his associates by law enforcement. He needed some girls to get going again. Maybe he could even lease a few, understanding that they would have to go back to La Quetza’s owner or wherever he designated. The big shot agreed to consider the offer and said that he’d let them know by the following Friday…
**** * ****
There was plenty to do during the next week, while they awaited their next appointment. They researched the players and who would be the most likely to be connected with the transporters to, “nowhere” after taking on a high-risk target like a congresswoman’s daughter. Pearly Gates kept her promise and drilled Bjorn every spare moment in Spanish. There wasn’t much time to enjoy the nice house before it was time to meet with el dueno. He had a proper name but apparently no one had used it since he’d taken over as owner of La Quetza.
**** * ****
This time, the real security staff met them and ushered them to the dais. The old man was seated and showed them no courtesies. This time he wore a hideous lime green suit and a light blue beret, that once more sported the plume. He looked for all the world like a Mexican Leprechaun. It was hard for Bjorn to hold back a smile… at least until the goon from the front entrance and the one who had charge of the rail entrance began to crowd him. About that time, he saw Silvio tense and raise his chin toward the little man who was clearly so full of self-importance. The gesture was a challenge. Everyone on the dais knew it.
Bjorn had let the two men get close on either side of and a little behind him. He feinted forward, as if he intended to attack their jefe but abruptly stopped as the two large men surged forward and grabbed at his arms. He stepped back and used his elbows to strike them both in the solar plexus. He turned into the one on the right as he delivered a hammer fist to his jaw, then, continued in his turn, stepped forward, and used his elbow to strike the other in the jaw. He kept turning in another full spin and stomped a foot on each and then turned, planted his feet, and pushed both to flip backwards over the rails. The personal guard stepped forward as his compatriots hit the floor and Bjorn pivoted and grabbed the man’s gun hand in his own massive paw and crushing grip. He used a palm heel strike and slammed into the goon’s chin and then a second strike shattered his nose. Before the man could crumple in place, Bjorn stepped back and used the grip on his now limp and empty gun hand to whip him around and over the rail to land heavily on top of his two associates.
As his first line of defense fell and his personal guard engaged with Bjorn, the owner of the club started to rise but Silvio was on him. He saw that the little man had a large pistol, which he was in the process of drawing from under the table. He pointed it toward Bjorn, the obvious threat but Silvio took hold of his gun arm and raised it, even as he fired. The explosion from the barrel was barely audible over the eardrum punishing thumping of the music but the long flash from the barrel was very clear to anyone who dared gaze at the occupants of the dais. Silvio kept twisting the little man’s arm and then used his own palm strike to break the man’s elbow. El dueno pissed himself and all but collapsed. Silvio, however, had a new plan for the little king of turds and owner of shite…
Bjorn shook slightly, his blood was up, and he feared that, “an episode” was about to take him but he managed to remain focused on the tasks at hand. They had surprisingly little trouble getting out of the cantina and the parking lot. He drove them to their designated rendezvous point at an abandoned industrial building near the port. They met with the rest of the team and the arrogant little man, who was king in his own world but nowhere else, told them everything he could. It didn’t take much persuasion, he was in tremendous pain and when the women pointed to the wetness at the front of his pants and pretended to laugh, he was completely humiliated. In the end, he set them up with a contact. He indeed knew the transporters who took care of girls who were used up or who caused problems and who maybe had been looking for a special treat to kidnap… They took him to the crappy apartment and set up a watch on him until they had confirmed his information was accurate, and then they tied up his loose end.
**** * ****
Silvio led Bjorn through the process of flushing a now useless turd into the Gulf of Mexico; his information was confirmed, so there was no need for him and he’d been likely to want revenge or worse yet, pass on intel to his superiors. Bjorn turned to his mentor once the body had properly sunken. “So, do we do things this way often?”
Silvio looked up a little surprised. “Well, no but this piece of crap tried to shoot you. Don’t tell me you have sympathy for him.”
Bjorn shook his head, “No, I just wondered about the frequency of the necessity.”
Silvio shrugged, “Depends on the assignment and on the targets. Doesn’t happen most assignments… well, at least not collateral damage or intelligence sources. When we take out a piece, the other bricks have to shift.”
Bjorn nodded and passed the bottle of hand sanitizer he’d just used to his trainer, “That’s what I thought. By the way, I never thanked you, you saved my life when he pulled that big pistol.”
Silvio waved him off as he took his turn to clean his hands, “All in a day’s work brother. Besides, if he’d used something more practical, and without a safety, he’d have been just a hair faster. I’d need a new trainee and Art would be unhappy with me for losing the one I had.”
They shared a grin and made their way back to the big house to regroup with Los Diablos Tejanos.
**** * ****
“We have eyes on him,” Daisy’s voice intoned over the earbud. “Just like the man in the wet green pants told us: handlers, truck, lead and drag cars. Driver and partner just loaded the last of the cargo and they are shipping out west.” She and Jay were on overwatch with the target. The other two vehicles would follow on as back-up in case there were any problems. Their biggest concern was that they had bad information and that these girls would ship no further than San Antonio, Austin, or El Paso, yet they’d have to chance the long drive.
There was indeed a stop in San Antonio but only to add some more women to the convoy of misery that once again wended its way westward. In El Paso, they dropped off a few and added a few. The drive to El Paso had been the longest and most desolate of Bjorn’s young life, through the empty lands west of the Pecos. Then they headed into New Mexico and turned northwards. The convoy made another stop in Albuquerque. This time they dropped off a few of their unwitting passengers but didn’t pick up any new ones. Then it was north again, into the Navajo Reservation Lands.
**** * ****
It was Daisy’s turn to drive as the sun sank to their left. Jay took a turn to rest and snooze in the passenger’s seat, the long-sleeved shirt he perpetually wore in public removed and folded neatly on his lap. The new arm didn’t react much to temperature changes but his natural one was hot inside the sleeve, so he’d opted for comfort. Daisy glanced at the bio-tech marvel and wondered how real it felt to the young man. He’d been some kind of police officer before and served in the armed forces before that. From what he’d told them, a mutated feral hog had taken off his arm and scarred his features. He should not have survived but he’d managed to fight his way through the critical exsanguination and cling to life… in a coma for weeks. Pretty amazing stuff. He’d survived Iraq without a scratch, only to get wrecked while working as a campus cop. A PIG nearly eaten by a pig, she chuckled to herself.
She had to slow as the convoy turned into a truck stop to refuel. She drove past them and used the car entrance. She notified the rest of her own convoy, about a mile behind her that they were making a pit stop. She nudged her companion, “Jay Bird, wakey wakey, we’re making a refuel stop.”
He looked up blearily, checked their surroundings, then his phone. “Kinda soon, don’t you think? They just filled up when we made the turn at Albuquerque.”
Daisy realized that they had indeed made a fairly recent stop, “Maybe there’s mechanical trouble.” She reasoned.
“Maybe one of them needed to take a deuce.” Jay offered.
“Nasty!” she poked him in his special arm. It flexed like any mundane arm but looked so weird to her with that bright shade of blue. “Maybe we should call you, “Blue Jay”.
She pulled up on the other side of the store building and tried to keep an eye on the big rig, which was pulled up next to the truck fueling station. She saw one of the other cars parked near the front entrance of the store where two men had gotten out and begun to stretch. One of them yawned. Where’s the other car? She asked herself…
“Hey chica, why don’t you turn off your engine and step out here for a little talk. You wanna know what we’re doing, where we’re goin’, eh?” Daisy looked over her left shoulder, Dang! She admonished internally, classic trap; watch one too intently and the other gets the drop on you. This one indeed had the drop on her, his pistol already in hand and pointed in her direction. Jay dropped his seat back as he drew his own pistol to fire through the back, driver side window at the tough. His move startled the other gangster, who had slithered up to the passenger side of the car.
Jay’s pistol was equipped with a sound suppressor, so the noise was bearable, and the shattering of the window glass was not intense. He’d taken out the thug who threatened Daisy, who now started to draw her own weapon, when the man behind Jay, fired through the open passenger side front window and struck Jay’s left leg, just above the knee. His next two rounds struck the center console and the dash in turn. They were not silenced and the roar set Daisy’s head and ears ringing as she came online and pressed her trigger. The back, passenger’s side window shattered, and glass spalled in every direction as her rounds hit him in the left side of his pelvis at the femoral artery. He was out of commission and would soon bleed out and die.
Daisy turned to Jay, “We’re getting out of here! Hang tight, put pressure on that wound.” She threw the car in gear and started to back out of the space when the windshield burst inward, and several rounds passed between them. Two more struck the seat next to Jay’s left shoulder; he was too focused on the agony in his knee to notice.
Daisy put the car back in Park. The second convoy car had pulled in behind them and the occupants had exited and circled to the front of her car. They were trapped…
**** * ****
When Silvio and Bjorn turned into the lot, it took them a moment to locate the car with Daisy and Jay. Art, Pearly Gates, and Jim turned into the truckers’ entrance and searched the other side of the building. Silvio slowed the car and parked it as though they were customers getting fuel. Both men could see two thugs that loaded Daisy into the trailer of the big rig. They couldn’t see Jay. The thugs piled their two dead friends, one of them still in the process of dying, into the trunk of the car that was parked behind Daisy and Jay. One hopped into that one and the other ran to the car that the two dead gangsters had been driving. The entire convoy left the lot and again headed north.
Art exited the store, gun in hand but down at the side of his leg. He stopped to check on Jay. He looked up as Silvio and Bjorn approached from one side and Pearly Gates and Jim from the other. He looked at Jim, “Get a tourniquet or whatever is needed on Jay, you and Pearly Gates get him outta here and contact a cover team to meet you at the hospital. Albuquerque is the closest.” He looked at Silvio and Bjorn, “You two, back in the car, we’re now the solo trail vehicle.
Pearly Gates objected, “Boss, Jim can take care of the medical issue, you may need me.”
Art shook his head, already making to move toward the car where Silvio and Bjorn had already plopped into their seats, “Still got clean-up on Daisy’s car and potential witnesses. I know she’s your friend, but we can’t let this get outta hand. There’s still a chance we can get back on their tails and find the final destination. Go help Jim, that’s where you’re needed most. We’ll get Daisy. If there’s time and we can all regroup, we will.”
**** * ****
They sped down the road for a few miles before Art admonished Silvio to slow some. They didn’t want to blast past the slavers. His big fear was that they’d stop in some out of the way location to question Daisy. They’d likely assumed she was law enforcement, maybe Border Patrol or ICE but they would want to make sure; she could even be from a rival outfit. Criminals needed information and intelligence as much as did the good guys.
It was another hour before they spied the trail car. They’d almost decided to backtrack and look for signs that the rig had turned off the highway, though that was unlikely. Apparently, they’d decided to keep going until their next regular stop. The surrounding darkness did not actually help, since the necessity of using headlights ensured that their car would be noticed if the bandits looked behind. Art reasoned that they would more likely be looking out for red and blue lights since they’d just fled a loud shootout and had bodies tucked away in the trunk of one of their cars.
They made it up to a small town and turned northwest towards the Four Corners Region. Before they reached the state line junctions, the taillights shifted, and the convoy turned into a rest stop. This was where it would get dangerous…
**** * ****
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2020.11.12 19:09 SeekerofKnowledge93 Backing Biden without concessions was a very foolish move.

Look what I'm going to say will be very controversial and frankly petty, but I think given the situation we're in now it's warranted.
Biden won't do a damn thing for us. He and his ilk have fought harder against leftists than actual Republicans. I saw many leftists in blue states not only foolish pledge to vote for Biden despite the fact that he would have won outright, but even phone banked for the guy in swing states.
When I registered to vote and even voted in the primaries and the general. It's because I was given major policies wins around the country. Mind you I registered to vote earlier this year because Bernie Sanders endorsed a candidate named Chesa Boudin who later won the district attorney seat in San Francisco.
As district attorney Boudin made the policy to decriminalize sex work in San Francisco. That was a huge win for me. Given the problems I've been having in Tijuana, Mexico stemming from the violence down there. I was more than happy to vote for Sanders during the primary. Now I was bitter that he didn't win during the primary, but my state has a marijuana referendum that I needed to vote on. So, I stayed in the political process.
On another issue I was happy to vote on was voting for the art center in my city. That was epic. Yet you had all these leftist that didn't want to vote for the Green party or any other left wing parties. Now I understand if you live in a swing state that it would be for the best to vote for Joe Biden. Trump's a menace and has to go. Yet if you're in a solid blue STATE. What the fuck are you doing?
Biden and his cohorts have been blaming progressives for their inability to gain seats in the Senate and for some losses in the house and state legislatures. As if gerrymandering, voter suppression, and just running Dems in red areas of the nation had nothing to do with it.
I mean come on. What was the point of allying with Biden when the man wouldn't even align with legalizing marijuana. Which by the way many states even the red states did? $15 an hour won in Florida where Biden couldn't and we on the left get blamed over and over. It's so fucking irritating. Yet I was told voting for the Greens would be a waste. Look today. AOC is maligned as some pariah when her policies are what's winning.
AOC, Tlaib, Omar, Pressly, and other more left wing Dems won their seats in landslide victories around the nation. Yet they gave Biden their support? WHAT? AOC is all like "don't give in to Republican talking points?" I'm like are you blind. You're a center left person in a party filled with right wingers like Biden who for years has always been against us.
Nancy Pelosi literally let Mcconnell the turtle take control of the narrative over the stimulus relief package. Nevermind how toothless Schumer has been in the Senate. Frankly it would have been better to let establishment Dems run the race their damn selves and just rebuild the Democrats into a proper Socialist party. I'm so fucking tired of sharing the party with people who hammer us all the time.
It's like no one learned from Obama's years. Seriously, look at what happened to ACORN. ACORN was a group of people who committed to building up the poor to take care of their community and advocate for better labor conditions. Yet when REPUBLICANS attacked them on some bullshit charge. Obama didn't defend them despite ACORN helping mobilize voters for him in 2008 and Dems lost the house in 2010.
In ACORN's place that's kind of how BLM and DSA got traction. It's like the same fucking story is happening all over again. These establishment Democrats will never learn. The only way to deal with them is to destroy them. Whether its working up from the local and state elections or just come out of nowhere and grab them during the primaries.
Aiding Biden with no move on any progressive policy was downright idiotic. The man won't even ban fracking and y'all voted and rallied around him because he speaks in complete sentences. How pathetic.
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2020.11.10 09:23 TylerTheNotGay Greening out (1595 words)

Last week I greened out.
I was coming back home from work, I was exhausted, and I had half a joint that Jerry, The Bartender gave me, so I decided that I would smoke it. I have to say: I am not a regular smoker anymore, but back in the fourth grade I became the youngest person to ever smoke an Ounce of weed, with the help of the school janitor and my sister’s boyfriend, Gus. Took us less than thirty minutes. That was my first-time smoking, so needless to say that I got extremely high. In fact, I was high for what It seemed to be six years… or maybe eight? Something like that, it is a bit hazy right now.
So, there I was, sitting down on a bench and about to get high. I had everything prepared; I would listen to my newest playlist, which is a mix of Mozart, Taylor swift, the sound of chihuahuas barking and some French rap, because French sounds aggressive. After that I would get home, and finally, make love to my lovely wife.
That last one part had me thrilled, let me explain: This was a week after our third child was born, and according to my wife’s religion she can´t have sex with me until we have a fourth one, can you believe that? THE FOURTH ONE. Until that, she could only have intercourse with her ex boyfriend. Such a curious religion. Anyways, when she told me she couldn’t wait anymore, I was exited. Naturally, I wouldn’t accept nothing but perfection for this night, it had to be special. I had everything ready for that night: The Christmas lights, the fake bonsai, the carved pumpkins and last, but not least, the peanut butter. Finally, after ten years, I would put in use everything I learned back in Shanghai. I was ready to shine, IT WAS MY MOMENT! But no, someone had to messed it up for me.
Let’s face it, people ruin everything, specially those ones with blonde hair.
So, there I was, sitting down on a bench and about to get high, when suddenly… a blonde appeared. This blonde wasn’t any blonde, he was Angelo Cattle. I knew him, and he knew me. We met thirteen years ago, back when I used to work for a strip club in Mexico City. I worked as a DJ, and he would throw me fifty pesos whenever he had to dance, naturally, I took this as a sign of respect, he was gaining money off of taking his clothes off in front of old business men, and he would give me some as a sign of respect, or at least that what I thought. Months later I found out that he was passing me the money to play a specific song for his dance and I owed him around twelve thousand pesos. That was the last time anyone saw “John Jones” and I “Fabrizio Fettuccini Di Penne” was born. I fled Mexico after that.
Angelo was walking towards my direction, and I felt his presence. He does carry around a really strong aroma. A mix of wet tuna, onions, and something else that I’m not quite sure what it is. Maybe that´s why I knew it was him, that or the fact that he came up to me and attempted a “knock knock” joke, really unfunny by the way, and that helped me be sure it was him. He didn’t talk much (thank god, because he is abnormally boring), so he didn’t have much to offer, not wisdom, not stories, not nothing, only cigarettes, and my problem is that I do enjoy having a cigarette from time to time, you know, when I just feel like tasting something horrible, and sadly, that day I was just looking for that.
That was it: a mix of blondeness and cigarette (and weed). I only took three hits off the joint, well, at first. At first only those three but then when you do those you have to restart the whole process over, and over and over and over (maybe) again. I ended up finishing it.
After that, Mr. Blondie over here decided to give me the cig and I took it with no hesitation. I am not going to lie (because I never do), I was really excited. This was my first time smoking a cigarette ever since that time I went to France and was forced to smoke a pack every time I ate a baguette or passed by the Eiffel Tower, you know, French stuff.
I finished it and threw the rest on the ground, it looked pretty cool, so I asked Angelo for some more cigarettes just to do the same, but he only gave me one. My train was close to arrive and I was already a bit high, so I didn’t put a lot of thought into this and I finished the cigarette with only two hits, easy stuff. After throwing it to the ground (and taking a couple pictures) I went down to the train.
At first everything was good, I was vibing. But when I got off the electric stairs, I started to feel a bit warm and dizzy, which I thought it was the nicotine. I did not worry. Then on the train EVERYTHING went south. My house is not that far from the station, it isn’t close either, something around 5 or 6 stops (depends on the bus I’m taking after), so I thought there was no need to panic.
I started to feel even warmer and dizzier, everything was moving. Hell! I even started to sweat, but this was not a normal sweat, it was pouring down my clothes. I knew that I was about to green out, I’ve read about this before, even watched a couple of documentaries. The first thing I did was to tell myself that this was not happening and that everything was mental, not real, but it did not work, funny thing is that by trying to stop thinking of it, I started to think about it even more, it was the only thing going through my head at the moment.
I made it through the first stop, and I was feeling awful after that. While getting to the second one I started to shake, literally shaking. My left hand had Parkinson and my right one was trying to the usual movement, add to this that my legs were doing the Harlem Shake and my inner self had chills. Not my favourite combo perse.
The doors opened at the second stop and this homeless guy got into the train, I don’t have anything against homeless people, but this one guy, he was something else. The one guy was carrying an enormous speaker and he sat in front of me. He turned the speaker on, and just like that: I wanted to kill myself. Not only was his music bad, but it was Techno, and I will say this, I am someone who is really open minded, I enjoy all types of music, from Old blues to Hypnagogic Pop, but Techno is a no for me. You can tell when a song is bad, this song was different though, as it was the song itself that told us me how bad it was—I won’t deny the politeness--.After he got into the train, next thing I knew is that all my body was moving with the song, well, more like my inner self was moving, because from the outside I looked pretty decent I’d like to think. Yes, I was sweating and dizzy and shaking a bit, but come on, look at this face. My inner self started to move with the music, and it wanted to get the hell out of the train and straight into my bed.
We made it to the third stop and Mr. Shitty Music over there decided to get off, I was happy. I experienced what it felt like genuine happiness after he left. I’ll say it again, genuine happiness. Not the type you feel sometimes and try to convince yourself that that was happiness. Truly happiness (according to a study realized by the DeVry University) is not common, an average guy who lives up to 70 only gets to experience 4-5 moments on which the individual is happy, whatever besides those so limited moments it is not actually happiness your experiencing, but Timm, Timm is a monkey living inside your brain, my brain, and my aunt Lola’s. The monkey´s job is to give us a treat whenever we expect to feel happy, and he keeps feeding us that, I mean, until the time to experience something real comes. And I am telling you, when that homeless guy left that train, fireworks came into my body, it was like watching Tarkovsky for the first time, like eating a McNugget at 3:30 A.M, like being on LSD for the first time. My god! It was even better than having sex with that old woman I once met in Spain (Alicia was her name, but she had a lisp and said it weirdly funny). I understood everything, and yet, I knew nothing.
Sadly, that was my last memory of that night, and I was thankful for it. Next thing I know, it’s 5 A.M, I0m full of vomit. and cuddling with a guy wearing nothing but a short skirt and roller blades. I do have to say he totally pulled the skirt off. I mean, those legs were something else.
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Every year, people go missing, never to be seen alive again.
One minute there and the next they are gone.
To make matters worse. Every year a handful of those cases never yield any real explanation or culprit to blame for why this person vanished from the face of the earth.
But what if there was... and it was and is still being covered up?
Over the next few months, I will be attempting to expose a near 14 year cover up of murder, personal heroics and police corruption.
The ‘higher ups’ of the country would rather the efforts of these people be buried along with the murkiest of murky secrets. Institutionalised corruption of mid to high-ranking police officers in state departments located in the south-west region of the united states.
Around 14 years ago, a clandestine group of violent criminals was formed and over the course of 6 years they set up a network human trafficking, murder for hire, violent extortion, kidnapping and torture sites.
They operated for years, killing over 700 people. Including children, families and anyone who dared to try thwart their operation.
You may have already seen a brave young girl post her own account on this site detailing her traumatic encounter with this certain group people resulting in the horrible demise of her friend.
The Link to her story is here... Olivia Matthews Story
The outspokenness of it inspired me to help tell the other stories out there, that need to be told but can’t be.
It looked bleak for the future and safety of people in the united states but if not for the efforts of a determined FBI Agent who wouldn’t let his gut feeling go to waste, a Cybercrime expert who went to the darkest places on the dark web, an eyewitness who was betrayed by the police but still managed to submit a statement before it was too and one brave undercover officer who lived ate and slept among these group of psychotic monsters in order to bring them down.
The group itself, named ‘The Swarm’, still has members at large even to this day but they do not have the power and influence they did in the late 2000s. Now, the remaining members retreated to the Mexican border where they reportedly pose as Coyotes to traffic refugees for cash. However, a lot of intelligence from that area say the gang are bitches for the Cartel. Protection runs, hired muscle etc.
The evidence, that each of the individual statements and efforts of the 4 people mentioned, has been suppressed for years as it reveals the reason the gang were able to stay at large for so long was the assistance of corrupt police officers so as high as commissioner status.
The white house submitted a motion to have the findings of the investigation stricken from public record to avoid the U.S. citizens losing faith in their local police departments. Unfortunately, this means the brave sacrifices of the aforementioned 4 get swept under the rug with the rest of it. I refuse to let this happen. Why would I do that? You may ask.
Over my years on this planet, I haven’t been the most successful person. All my school reports would describe me as an awkward student that ‘didn’t play well with others’ as well as the usual ‘good work but could do better’. I was an underachiever. Last pick in gym, first pick for the bullies. My parents threw thousands at therapists and tutors.
My father would look me up and down at meal times with a genuine confusion about the creation in front of him, wondering if I was even his son. A hard-working engineer who for 54 years came home in sweat and oil for the better part of 80 hours a week. Only for him to come home and find his lump of a son glued to his pc, not a football. My mother was a kind woman who gave me chance after chance during my phase of trying to ignite my life, whilst blocking out my father's frustrated tyranny against me, with class a stimulants and narcotics. She would rebel against my father, claiming that I was trying to be better and I would prove him wrong soon. I never did. I was a disappointment to both my parents in entirely different ways. Either way, they are both at peace now. A joining grave plot next to the old chapel located on the country roads of our rural Virginian town. Fittingly Its where they started married life in 1975. Paying for two twin marble headstones with a white limestone gravel bedding was the least I could do for my parents. I pay a team of florists to replenish the gravesites on a monthly basis.
They were good people. My father worked his hands to the bone to make sure we were fed, clothed and didn’t get rained on while we slept.
My mother always tried to see the best in me. She encouraged the gifts and interests I did have and maybe I wouldn’t be sat here about to tell the story I am had she not have nurtured and persevered.
Father and I ended on better terms. When, the cancer started to eat away at his brain, Ironically, he became less angry, less disappointed. By this point I believe he, and my mother, had accepted me for who I was. My mother passed one year after my dad from a stroke.
You might be wondering what on earth my family has to do with this. Nothing really. But this brief anecdote symbolises my motivation for doing what I'm about to do. People give their lives each and every day for people to help make the world a better, safer place. My parents did that.
They spent years arguing, at each other's throats, over my behaviour and how my life was turning out. On the brink of divorce, they could have split and gone their own ways but they didn’t. They stuck around and gave me stability.
Their heroics would may seem small in the grand scheme of the events described above but I honestly think that I would have been swinging from a rope or bleeding out in a bathtub had I not had the parents that I was blessed with. I never told them that. Ill regret that for the rest of my life.
That is their story. I am going to tell four more.
As I wasn’t a soccer player or a handyman, I become more and more immersed in the world of computer programming. By 17 I could break down the backdoor of any company's web directory to access their personal files.
Over the past 10 years, I’ve made a morally questionable living off my skills. Setting up phishing programmes, virus blackmails, Identity fraud etc. I used this money to support my parents with their medical bills as the end came near.
Over the years, I have made a lot of enemies as you can imagine but I’ve made just as many allies too and now we as a group are looking to break open this conspiracy so the American public can appreciate the efforts of 4 heroic men who sacrificed their careers, sanity, lives and family to bring down the most violent criminal enterprise since the Manson family. We are using are skills and contacts to hack our way into the FBI Evidence Archives.
Over the course of the next few weeks, I will look to publicise the detailed Log of Joe Clayton, FBI Undercover and Sensitive Operations Unit. He integrated himself in the depths of The Swarm to obtain evidence of high-level links between the organisation and corrupt police officers.
The detailed statement of Liam Brooks, the eye witness to a triple execution who was betrayed by the local police. He is being missing for 12 years with no trace but his logged evidence was submitted before his disappearance. This helped the FBI strengthen their case establishing the gang's relationship with local law enforcement.
The diary of a cyber-crime expert, Dave Peterson. A self-employed contractor utilised by the FBI to help search for high profile missing persons on the deep web. The Swarm made a lot of money by torturing and murdering captives on encrypted online sites in return for Bitcoin.
As the case in each story, The Swarm do not take trying to derail their operation lightly and there were consequences for each person. Their deaths will not go uncelebrated. I need to gather a few extra information before I can publish the three evidential stories.
So, Let's start with Agent William ‘Bill’ Johnsons story.
Using my skills with a tor browser and my ability to construct a pretty badass Botnet. I was able to recover files on previous investigations, internal depositions and criminal interview tapes, to construct the following version of events.
In 2006, there were a large string of disappearances in the southwest region of the united states. A cross state epidemic of unsolved violent crime across Florida, Virginia, Georgia and Louisiana.
People of all ages, mainly women and young girls, would go missing from their local areas. Some would be last seen making their way home from a place of work, only to have their cars found abandoned at the side of the road by a dog walker on a stroll the following morning.
More often than not though, the subject would be deemed missing after the family of the victim would start to become concerned after they failed to attend work for a shift or an important appointment.
A deputy from the local sheriff department would be called out to complete a welfare check. They would always find the door kicked in with obvious signs of a struggle. This would be followed by weeks of appealing and searching before all of a sudden, the body would turn up in some horrific mutilated state. Dumped in some river or marshland, usually in an entirely different State to the kidnapping. Sometimes they even found bodies in Mexico. Authorities were baffled.
As the murders crossed state lines, The FBI took over the case. The bodies would have several different lacerations, burns and punctures. All bodies showed signs of sexual trauma in some degree, there were no exceptions to this factor however autopsies always revealed a different cause of death. The FBI had profilers working day and night trying to build up a specification of the UNSUB for law enforcements and the general public to look for, as they believed it was the work of a serial killer partnership. It was rare, but it did happen.
The BSU at Quantico even sent a team out to Texas to interview Elmer Wayne Henley.
A convicted serial killer and sex offender who, under the wing and guidance of Dean Corll aka The Candyman, raped and murdered around 28 young boys.
The behavioural scientists spent over 49 hours over the course of 2 months picking the brain of such sexual sadists trying to build an idea of the sort of person who would commit these types of offences.
Much like Clarice Starling picked the brain of Doctor Lector to help understand Buffalo Bill in the classic 1991 Oscar winning film, The Silence of the Lambs.
It was fruitless though, something was missing.
Until one day, a victim that was retrieved mutilated and still had their skin still present. Sometimes, they weren’t and apparently there were a lot of seasoned pathologists who couldn’t stomach the autopsy. The victim was found with all limbs intact but had shown a harrowing degree of sexual assault. The cause of death was a deep laceration to the trachea. Victim died of Asphyxiation.
The turning point of the investigation was a burn mark on the upper thigh and buttocks. A brand.
It was lacking in detail but with the help of the correct equipment it was clear. It was a butterfly. The symbol looked like a carrot shape with obscenely big ears for wings and then surrounded by a circle outline.
The image had been tattooed on to the victim, using an iron stencil, heated up to 270c. This had been pressed into the subjects steaming and blistering flesh causing a permeant scar matching the stencil. The BSU claimed it was because the killers now wanted to ‘own and possess’ their victims.
On March 2007, an Agent going by the name of Bill Johnson disputed the dual serial killer theory. He was heavily disputed and despite the damage it did to his credibility, he persevered. He went back through the archives of evidence, asked for bodies to be re-examined and upset a lot of families by asking for graves to be dug up so he could look for signs of burn marks on the bodies. He theorised that the murders were in fact being committed not by a man or a pair, but by a gang. He strongly believed that this was the work of a growing network of traffickers and that the girls and kids being taken were to be sold and traded off. This explained the consistency of sexual abuse in all the victims. The branding was also another tell-tale sign of sex traffickers. Those types of gangs refer to their women as ‘Livestock’ hence the brand. Also, it was rare that serial killers murdered such a wide range of ages, genders, races and sizes.
However, the one snag on his theory were the causes of death. They were a hard sell. The level of brutality wasn’t consistent with most trafficking gangs.
However, Agent Johnson had a gut feeling these weren’t your standard pimps.
Going back through the archives he found a case back in March 2006, around the time the cases believed to be linked to this gang, there was an incident where two young boys were out playing on their bikes.
Around 2.34pm they went missing. Bikes left on the roadside at the scene. The family were a wealthy couple.
The father was a CEO of a chain of Distribution centres in Atlanta. Mother a successful Psychotherapist.
They offered 100,000 USD for any information leading to the return of their two boys.
2 weeks passed with no sign. Local Police main suspect was a former business associate of the father, as their professional relationship took a sour turn a few months back, but that would soon be ruled out.
On the morning of the 15th day missing, the couple opened their mail box to find a parcel inside.
The contents of the parcel were every parents' worse nightmare.
Inside they found one toe and one finger from each of the boys. There was also a Memory stick.
On the stick, they found a video file around 14 seconds long. The video was apparently very disturbing displaying the two boys sat on a grubby old couch in what looked like a basement or storage unit.
They bound and gagged with wild pleading eyes being embraced by a man wearing a creepy rabbit mask.
Two other men were in the video who appeared to also be wearing masks. Their heads weren’t shown in the videos view but they both held tools.
One held a pair of bolt cutters over the wrist of the child on the left, whilst the other held a drill close the other kids eyeball, revving the drill whilst the kid's eyes bulged at the deadly power tool in profound terror.
It was hard to know which of them spoke due to the masks being worn but the voice instructed the family to pay 1 million dollars for the quick and painless death of the children. Failure to pay would result in another package every day.
The couple gave the police a week to try track down the kids but after the mother had to open the 6th parcel, she begged her husband to pay the money.
They did and the bodies were found 3 days later in a wooded area close to the family home. Both boys were killed by an opiate and tranquillizer overdose. The father was advised to identify the bodies alone.
Agent Johnson continued to try make the pieces fit and as he syphoned through the evidence, he found a lead. On the video the man holding the bolt cutters extends his arms to place the metal clamp around the child's arm. In doing so, his shirt sleeve retracts, revealing a tattoo on the wrist in the shape of circled butterfly.
The two cases were connected. He knew it but he just needed to corroborate it.
He was one man pushing the trafficking angle against a whole department who were looking for a pair of sadistic rapists. His credibility was shot, career faltering and he was cut off from the rest of the department.
There was only one guy who stuck by him in this period of time and that was his long-time partner Agent Danny Rodriguez. The two had worked together since Rodriguez had joined the bureau from Albuquerque PD from the Homicide department.
He was the only one who believed Bill could be right. He respected Johnsons opinions and decided the fact he was ruining his career for this one hunch meant he was certain on it.
The pair began to become the laughing stocks of Quantico. The two men had questioned a pair of highly distinguished agent’s profile of the killer and the cliquey nature of the Bureau meant they were completely and utterly alienated.
They were given the cold assignments for their trouble and for 4 months they worked long hours going over witness statements from 10 years ago, going back through hours of archived evidence and travelling over 2500 miles a week, living on nothing but Starbucks and Red Bull.
But as Irony and fate would have it, this is where the plot twist came. In August 2005, A young boy by the name of Kyle Taylor, aged 5 years old, went missing whilst on a family vacation to visit relatives in Atlanta. It was a particularly ghastly crime.
The boy had wandered away from the group of adults at a local shopping market at around 1.34pm in the afternoon. An eye-witness statement had said that they saw a man dressed in dark clothing with jet black hair had being leading the boy around the corner of the left side of the building. The witness noted the man was putting on a pair of gloves as they walked round the corner. They noted this as odd due to the weather in Atlanta that day as hitting the mid 90s that day. They didn’t think anything of it at the time until a few days later when the body of Kyle Taylor was found on the local railway track. The level of physical and sexual abuse inflicted on Kyle made this one of the most high-profile cases in the state of Georgia. An autopsy revealed he had been killed after he was run over by a train. Prior to his death, Kyle had been severely beaten with what the coroner deduced to be a blunt object with corners, most likely a brick or cinder block, to the point his skull had multiple fractures. He had severe tears and splinters detected inside his body from what was likely a tree branch or long wooden object forced up inside him. The autopsy revealed he had 7 fingers broken and had paint thrown into his face before his death.
After what was likely over 3 hours of trauma and agony, he was left for dead in, what I hope, an unconscious state on the tracks where he was eventually hit by a locomotive cutting his body in half.
The details of the case were released to the public and the locals were furious wanting justice for the obviously devastated parents. Knowing the pain and suffering the Taylor boy went through when just a few hours earlier he was being passed a freshly scooped ice cream by his doting mother whilst he sat on his daddy's shoulders.
There were a few harsh minded folks who blamed the parents for leaving their child and allowing him to be taken by such a sadistic individual. This made the trauma the pair were going through that much worse. Despite TV appeals, News coverage, and the Atlanta Police Department interviewing every registered sex offender in the area, there were no solid leads.
They had DNA evidence but no matches in the system. Eventually the case became cold and was forgotten as the city of Atlanta moved on from this horrific crime.
Johnson and Rodriguez were brought in by the APD in march 2007, after appeals from the Parents to help finally solve the case and find Justice for their little Kyle.
They came in and re-examined the profile that was done by the local police department. They had been looking for a man who knew the boy hence Kyle left with him so easily. The police spent most of the time with their prime suspect tag on Kyles uncle. He was apparently sick on the day of the murder and didn’t attend the Lenox Square Market on that day. Johnson and Rodriguez went over the statements of Kyles uncle and they didn’t think he fit the profile of the killer.
They deduced the police were under pressure to find a guilty party by how outraged the public had become. Ultimately, this meant the police had blinkers on when looking for the perp. The two feds knocked up a second profile of the killer.
Likely a local, having known the area well enough to know where he could take Kyle without being seen and where he could do what he needed to without being disturbed.
They decided he was likely watching the family rather than being opportunistic due to how well he snuck him out the shopping centre without being noticed by too many people.
They decided the check security CCTV from areas around the relative's home, looking for a man matching the description of the witness statement sculking around scouting the family's movements that day.
This is where the huge break in both cases came. A hardware store security cam caught a large man and a small boy matching the UNSUBs and Kyles description.
The significance is the store is in the total opposite direction of the route they took according to the witness statement.
The police originally decided the UNSUB had taken Kyle east, the quickest way to the rail road tracks but when there was nothing on CCTV, they assumed he’d bundled him into a car.
A search of Kyles uncle car yielded Kyles DNA which he plausibly had claimed was from a trip to ‘The Georgia Dome’ two days prior to his disappearance.
The rest of the family corroborated his version of events but as far as the police and public was concerned, it was just fuel to the fire.
Johnson and Rodriquez re-interviewed Kyles parents. They informed them that during the trip to the Georgia Dome two days earlier Kyle had wandered off a few times. He’d not gone far and was re-called as soon as they realised. He was apparently a bit of a monkey like that.
The Agents now had a better timeline of what actually happened.
The UNSUB had been watching Kyle. Not just for the day of the murder but extremely likely on the trip to the Dome two days earlier. He didn’t take Kyle on that day though.
He waited for the trip the market and took him on a dummy route before doubling back on the actual route with no traffic cameras.
The Agents took the descriptions of the UNSUB from the eye witness accounts and went back through CCTV cameras in the Area of the Georgia Dome.
They found around 11 men who matched the descriptions and biometrics of the UNSUB.
However, only one of them was once registered as living near the scene of the murder in the past 2 years thus having an extensive knowledge of the area and knowing how to avoid CCTV detection. Here was the final piece though, that one person once worked at the railway depot.
His name was Damian Ramsey.
They spoke to his former foreman down at the railway depot. The depot was scrapped as a place to unload freight in 2006 due to a track drainage issue that didn’t seem financially beneficial to rectify and the depot was moved to Hannover, West Virginia. The foreman recounted that Ramsey was never liked by his colleagues and he saw why. He was always late, usually came in high, was suspected of stealing money from co-workers and to be frank, never really seemed completely genuine.
Johnson had his man. He fit the description from the eye-witness statements, he was in the area on both occasions where the family ventured out on trips, he had knowledge of the area and knowledge of the murder scene and that it would be abandoned with no one to disturb him and he also seemed to tick a lot of boxes on what criminal profilers call the Psychopathy checklist.
They tracked him down on May 19th 2007 and brought him in for questioning.
The transcript from their interview is on the next part.
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2020.11.08 02:23 Chill_Syntax1 [POEM] Howl ~ Allen Ginsberg

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,
starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear,
burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson,
illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light,
sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down
shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford’s floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi’s,
listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon,
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes,
meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement,
who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic City Hall,
suffering Eastern sweats and Tangerian bone-grindings and migraines of China under junk-withdrawal in Newark’s bleak furnished room,
who wandered around and around at midnight in the railroad yard wondering where to go, and went, leaving no broken hearts,
who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grandfather night,
who studied Plotinus Poe St. John of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah
because the cosmos instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas,
who loned it through the streets of Idaho seeking visionary indian angels who were visionary indian angels,
who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
who jumped in limousines with the Chinaman of Oklahoma on the impulse of winter midnight streetlight smalltown rain,
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup,
and followed the brilliant Spaniard to converse about America and Eternity, a hopeless task, and so took ship to Africa, who disappeared into the volcanoes of Mexico leaving behind nothing but the shadow of dungarees and the lava and ash of poetry scattered in fireplace Chicago,
who reappeared on the West Coast investigating the FBI in beards and shorts with big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets, who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism,
who distributed Supercommunist pamphlets in Union Square weeping and undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed down Wall, and the Staten Island ferry also wailed, who broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling before the machinery of other skeletons,
who bit detectives in the neck and shrieked with delight in policecars for committing no crime but their own wild cooking pederasty and intoxication, who howled on their knees in the subway and were dragged off the roof waving genitals and manuscripts, who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
who blew and were blown by those human seraphim, the sailors, caresses of Atlantic and Caribbean love,
who balled in the morning in the evenings in rosegardens and the grass of public parks and cemeteries scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may,
who hiccuped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob behind a partition in a Turkish Bath when the blond & naked angel came to pierce them with a sword,
who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden threads of the craftsman’s loom,
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate with a bottle of beer a sweetheart a package of cigarettes a candle and fell off the bed, and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning but prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sunrise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake,
who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver—joy to the memory of his innumerable lays of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses’ rickety rows, on mountaintops in caves or with gaunt waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially secret gas-station solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys too,
who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hung-over with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices,
who walked all night with their shoes full of blood on the snowbank docks waiting for a door in the East River to open to a room full of steam-heat and opium, who created great suicidal dramas on the apartment cliff-banks of the Hudson under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon & their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion,
who ate the lamb stew of the imagination or digested the crab at the muddy bottom of the rivers of Bowery,
who wept at the romance of the streets with their pushcarts full of onions and bad music,
who sat in boxes breathing in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts,
who coughed on the sixth floor of Harlem crowned with flame under the tubercular sky surrounded by orange crates of theology,
who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish,
who cooked rotten animals lung heart feet tail borsht & tortillas dreaming of the pure vegetable kingdom,
who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg,
who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade,
who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried,
who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality, who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge this actually happened and walked away unknown and forgotten into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup alleyways & firetrucks, not even one free beer, who sang out of their windows in despair, fell out of the subway window, jumped in the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey and threw up groaning into the bloody toilet, moans in their ears and the blast of colossal steamwhistles,
who barreled down the highways of the past journeying to each other’s hotrod-Golgotha jail-solitude watch or Birmingham jazz incarnation, who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had a vision to find out Eternity,
who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes, who fell on their knees in hopeless cathedrals praying for each other’s salvation and light and breasts, until the soul illuminated its hair for a second, who crashed through their minds in jail waiting for impossible criminals with golden heads and the charm of reality in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz,
who retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit, or Rocky Mount to tender Buddha or Tangiers to boys or Southern Pacific to the black locomotive or Harvard to Narcissus to Woodlawn to the daisychain or grave, who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury, who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturers on Dadaism and subsequently presented themselves on the granite steps of the madhouse with shaven heads and harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy,
and who were given instead the concrete void of insulin Metrazol electricity hydrotherapy psychotherapy occupational therapy pingpong & amnesia, who in humorless protest overturned only one symbolic pingpong table, resting briefly in catatonia,
returning years later truly bald except for a wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the visible madman doom of the wards of the madtowns of the East,
Pilgrim State’s Rockland’s and Greystone’s foetid halls, bickering with the echoes of the soul, rocking and rolling in the midnight solitude-bench
dolmen-realms of love, dream of life a nightmare, bodies turned to stone as heavy as the moon,
with mother finally ******, and the last fantastic book flung out of the tenement window, and the last door closed at 4 A.M. and the last telephone slammed at the wall in reply and the last furnished room
emptied down to the last piece of mental furniture, a yellow paper rose twisted on a wire hanger in the closet, and even that imaginary, nothing but a hopeful little bit of hallucination—
ah, Carl, while you are not safe I am not safe, and now you’re really in the total animal soup of time—
and who therefore ran through the icy streets obsessed with a sudden flash of the alchemy of the use of the ellipsis catalogue a variable measure and the vibrating plane,
who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Deus
to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet confessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm of thought in his naked and endless head, the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what might be left to say in time come after death,
and rose reincarnate in the ghostly clothes of jazz in the goldhorn shadow of the band and blew the suffering of America’s naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio
with the absolute heart of the poem of life butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years.
What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars!
Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch!
Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch!
Moloch the heavy judger of men!
Moloch the incomprehensible prison!
Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of sorrows!
Moloch whose buildings are judgment!
Moloch the vast stone of war!
Moloch the stunned governments!
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery!
Moloch whose blood is running money!
Moloch whose fingers are ten armies!
Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose smoke-stacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream Angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch!
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! gone down the American river! Dreams! adorations! illuminations!
religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years’ animal screams and suicides! Minds! New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time!
Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!
Carl Solomon! I’m with you in Rockland where you’re madder than I am I’m with you in Rockland where you must feel very strange I’m with you in Rockland where you imitate the shade of my mother I’m with you in Rockland where you’ve murdered your twelve secretaries I’m with you in Rockland where you laugh at this invisible humor I’m with you in Rockland where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter I’m with you in Rockland where your condition has become serious and is reported on the radio I’m with you in Rockland where the faculties of the skull no longer admit the worms of the senses I'm with you in Rockland where you drink the tea of the breasts of the spinsters of Utica I’m with you in Rockland where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the harpies of the Bronx I’m with you in Rockland where you scream in a straightjacket that you’re losing the game of the actual pingpong of the abyss I’m with you in Rockland where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse I’m with you in Rockland where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void I’m with you in Rockland where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha I’m with you in Rockland where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb I’m with you in Rockland where there are twentyfive thousand mad comrades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale I’m with you in Rockland where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won’t let us sleep I’m with you in Rockland where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls’ airplanes roaring over the roof they’ve come to drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse O skinny legions run outside O starry-spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here O victory forget your underwear we’re free I’m with you in Rockland in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night
San Francisco, 1955—1956
This felt appropriate for the end of the orange asshole in office
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2020.11.04 21:35 Lizard6311 Chance Me Columbia + Top 20 Schools

hi everyone i hope you’re having a lovely day! i was wondering if you could chance me based on my current stats/ecs (i’m a high school junior) and maybe give advice on how to take these activities even further? For context, I attend a specialized high school in NYC (which is basically a STEM-based school competitive public school). To anyone who takes the time out of their day to read this and offer your insight, i greatly appreciate it :)
Demographic Info: Female, Middle to upper middle class, Russian-Jewish, Not a legacy student or an athlete, First—generation college student
UW GPA: 3.96 (i currently have an A- in chem would that hinder my chances of getting into colleges?)
APs: World History (5), Chem, US History, College Russian (same level as AP), Lang
Planning to take College Creative Writing, AP Microecon, AP Calc AB, AP Lit, and AP Psych senior year
SAT (based on practice test): 1540
Top Colleges: Columbia, Harvard, Duke, UPenn, Stanford, Yale, Brown, Wesleyan Unviersity, Carnegie Mellon, Wellesley, Barnard, USC
Co-foundeco-exec director of international nonprofit that promotes literacy to underserved children from Honduras, Mexico, Kenya, Ukraine, and Gaza. Our team consists of 50+ high school volunteers from across the U.S, Egypt, India, Canada, and Nepal.
Creative Writing:
Climate Speaks Finalist-
-Founding member of Climate Speaks, a climate justice-oriented poetry spoken word initiative
-Selected to perform at the famous Apollo Theater in a cohort of 14 poets, an event featured in Grist, The New York Times, Reuters, PBS and other national news sources
-Work featured on NYC bustops and is in the process of being published
Aster Lit- Co-founder of international literary journal and community created by University of Iowa BTL alumni to elevate youth voices across all cultures, countries, and backgrounds. Co-host, director, and script-writer of Ad Aster, the podcast companion to Aster Lit where U.S and international youth discuss culture connections, writing tips, and empowerment through writing (200+ listens from Lebanon, US, England, Canada, Japan and other countries)
Urban Word NYC- NYC Youth Poet Laureate Finalist/Top Finisher (selected as one of 5 YPL ambassadors
Public Speaking/Activism
Girl Be Heard Ensemble Performer-
Selected to create/perform spoken word theatre pieces about social justice issues affecting their communities—from gun violence to sex trafficking with diverse ensemble of girls around the city
Earth Day Stanzas Performer- Performed climate themed poetry at the Earth Stanzas Integenerational Poetry and Song Circle episode of Columbia University’s Earth Institute Sustain What webcast, an intergenerational series of readings, reflections and musical performances examining humanity’s turbulent, wondrous, fast-forward planet.
Between the Lines International Writing Program- Selected out of a competitive pool of applicants to join 42 other international young writers in a 2 week writing intensive centered around identity and cultural exchange at the Univerity of Iowa.
-Engaged in daily writing workshops, literature seminars, and special seminars led by award-winning U.S and international authors such as Mary Hickman and Kiki Petrosino
-Recognized by U.S Department of State
Activism/Advocacy Roles:
Girls in Science 4 SDGS International Platform, Girls in Science 4 SDGs Advocate, New York, NY August 2020-Present
• Collaborate with fellow young women passionate about science advocacy and the Royal Academy of Science International Trust to achieve the UN’s Sustainable Development Goals (SDGs) while advancing gender equity for women and girls in science
Finxerunt, Vice-Executive Director, New York, NY June 2020-Present
• Oversee Lobbying committee of international student-led NGO to campaign for democracy in our economic and education systems
-Direct nonprofit filing and legal operations
• Led Nationwide School Reopening Panel to inform students and parents about going back to school in the age of COVID-19 and interviewed NY City Council Member Ben Kallos and CEOs of educational nonprofits
HOBY State Seminar, Ambassador, New York, NY
• Selected to represent Staten Island Technical High School at HOBY NY Metro Leadership Conference to explore the pillars of leadership hands-on and collaborate with fellow ambassador to create community service projects
National Geographic Youth Engagement Workshop, Youth Participant, New York, NY (Sophomore and Junior year)
• Personally selected by head of NYC-based social change nonprofit Purpose to collaborate with National Geographic staff, nonprofit workers from the global social change agency Purpose, teachers, and New York City youth climate activists to design a new initiative aimed at engaging young people to take action against the climate crisis
• National Youngarts Finalist Play/Script (2020-2021)
• NYC Youth Poet Laureate Finalist (2020)
• Winner of Hadassah Magazine and jGirls Magazine Teen Essay Contest (2020)
• Poetry/plays published in literary journals such as The Heritage Review and The Incandescent Review
• Quality of Life INNOVATIONS 1st Place Winner (2020) (for context, this is a social science research competition similar to ISEF open to high school students in the tri-state area)
• Laurel Award Runner-up at Quarter Zero (2020)
• GENIUS Olympiad Finalist (2020)
• Diamond Challenge New York 2nd Place (2020)
• Scholastic Art and Writing Awards Silver Key in Poetry (2020)
• Climate Speaks Finalist (2019)
• NYC YMCA Youth Volunteer of the Year (2019)
• ACTR National Russian Essay Contest Gold Medalist (2019)
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2020.11.03 22:05 Environmental_Gift47 My boyfriend (34M) & I (25F) are at a decision-making love enough or do I walk?

Hello! This is a throwaway account. Brace yourselves, this one's a bit strange. Please let me know if more info is needed.
Background: My parents started a furniture company ~30 years ago that they intend to hand over to me (25F) & a sibling (irrelevant) within the next five years. About 100 employees total – 70 field guys, 30 between the office & shop. I have been working at this company since I was 14 – answering phones in high school, driving trucks during my summer breaks in college, and during my senior year of undergrad I started full time in the office. During my first summer driving trucks (when I was 19) I met & befriended the shop foreman (28M at the time, 34M currently), we’ll call him SF. He’d been working at the company for about 10 years at this point but since he was in the shop we never met before, he didn’t even know who I was until a week into my truck driving. When we met, he’d been married for ~8 years, and was working on his American citizenship (immigrated from Mexico when he was 18, he was here on a green card until then). Right off the bat, the sexual tension was almost unbearable, but he made sure I knew he was married. Granted, the marriage did not seem like a happy one – they’d gotten married when he was 20 and his wife was 34 (she’s a white American woman, if it matters), she also had two boys from another man who SF really struggled with. He never outright complained about her, but he was always very sad and anti-marriage when we talked about it. He cared about her deeply, but not in a romantic way it seemed like. But regardless, they were married and I respected that – after all, it was just a work crush. After I was done with my deliveries for the day I’d go sit and talk with SF while he worked, sometimes for hours, and it became pretty well known throughout the company I was crushing BIG TIME on this guy. But again, just a work crush. We didn’t even have each other’s phone numbers.
We pretty much fell out of touch after that until I started full time in the office during my senior year of college (when I was 21, he was 30), besides the odd visit to the shop over breaks and whatnot. He left his wife that fall (nothing to do with me, we weren’t even talking at this point). We eventually exchanged numbers for a project at work, and one thing led to another – we started seeing each other the following summer (aged 22 & 31 now). I am absolutely crazy about him, still. He’s an incredible man; he loves taking care of the people he loves, his work ethic is amazing and he makes some of the most beautiful pieces we put out – he’s the one the other guys call to fix their fuck ups. Everyone knows who he is and loves him. We’ve been seeing each other exclusively for 3.5 years now, but have hardly told anybody. Three of my closest friends know, and one of his cousins, but other than that it’s only us. He hasn’t told anybody at my request, and tells me all the time we’ll handle the situation however I want to. He doesn’t think it’s a big deal, or that anyone would care, but he knows how anxious it makes me so he goes along with it. I didn’t want to tell anyone because I wasn’t sure if it would last (I thought maybe we just needed to get rid of the sexual, I was worried about what my parents would say, worried about what the other employees would say. I did not want to become the owners’ daughter who sleeps w shop guys to a bunch of employees who will soon be working for me (and gossip spreads FAST in construction). I’m also not sure how my family would feel about it – between the age difference, cultural difference, education difference (he got the Mexican equivalent of a GED)..I just don’t know, but I also tend to expect the worst from people as a fun defense mechanism 😊 Additionally, I'd hate to tell them all only just to break up, but I also don't want to seriously commit to him without seeing how he gets along with my loved ones.
There are two major issues here – the first being he doesn’t feel I spend enough time with him, the second being the sex. I am still young, I just moved to the city by myself for the first time, I’m figuring myself out, maintaining friendships, all while trying to learn how to run a company of 100 employees..I don’t have the kind of time that he wants. Also, it’s not like I can take him with me to do my things, you know? It would be a lot easier for me to spend time with him if I brought him around my friends & family, but since I still don't want them to know, it doubles the amount of time I need to give to keep everyone happy (regardless of how I feel, I don't think he'd like hanging out w them anyway, but I digress). And..the sex. The sex is AMAZING, but it takes upwards of two hours every time. He swears up and down that that’s just how long it takes him, but he’s gotten it done in 20 minutes before when he’s had to! I mean, every single time is this long, lovey-dovey, drawn out love making session, and he expects it every time we see each if we’re seeing each other three times a week, we’re having sex at least SIX HOURS A WEEK. And it’s amazing, he’s like, REALLY good at it (and always makes sure I the beginning he was unintentionally getting me off in 30 seconds so now he makes sure to go down on me for at least 5 minutes 😊 ), but two hours??? I’m finding myself getting bored and losing interest. And the worst part is that it just hangs over my head the whole time we’re together. I’m starting to dread it!! He thinks I should be flattered. It makes me not want to see him in person.
So, we are at a decision-making point. Right now things between us are a little rocky and I think it’s time to either jump all the way in, or jump all the way out - either we date publicly, or break up. SF is 35, he's ready to start getting serious about settling down and it makes sense for him to be like that, but I'm just not there yet. He’s my first serious relationship, and I’ve never had a big sad heartbreak before, so maybe I’m just trying to put that off? Maybe I’m just being a stupid 25 year old? I love him so much, but is that enough to outweigh the other stuff? Am I even going to care about the other stuff in a couple of years? My therapist describes our relationship as ‘being on vacation’ because we don’t really ever have to deal w ‘real world’ problems that most couples have. He seems like such a sure shot at making sure I'm loved and safe in the future, I'm scared of breaking up with him and regretting it for the rest of my life, thinking about what could've been, over shit that won't even matter to me then.
TL;DR: I (25F) have been dating a guy (34M) for 3.5 years that works for my parents at a company that I will be taking over in the next ~5 years, but nobody knows about it. We have the chemistry and emotional connection, but is that enough?
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2020.11.02 21:01 autotldr Vatican clarifies: Pope did not endorse homosexual unions in documentary

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3 Min Read.VATICAN CITY - The Vatican says comments by Pope Francis on civil union laws in a documentary last month were taken out of context and did not signal a change in Church doctrine on homosexuals or support for same-sex marriage.
The documentary's director, Russian-born American citizen Evgeny Afineevsky, told reporters he interviewed the pope but journalists later found the footage in a 2019 interview with Mexico's Televisa.
The note said that in the first quote, the pope was referring to the right of homosexuals to be accepted by their own families as children and siblings.
The note said the documentary cut comments where the pope expressed opposition to opposed homosexual marriage and made clear he was referring to civil union laws, which some countries have enacted to regulate benefits such as health care.
"It is clear that Pope Francis was referring to certain state provisions and certainly not the doctrine of the Church, which he has reaffirmed numerous times over the years," the note said.
The Church teaches that homosexual tendencies are not sinful but homosexual acts are and that homosexuals must be treated with respect.
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