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With the recent developments in the ChatGPT/GPT4/Copilot etc sphere, its becoming pretty self evident that programming is not a job thats there for the future, its not a task that we will do anymore, the only programmers that will exist will be the ones either being extreme nerds, government agents or AI maintainers. Its not anything anyone expected, but how did we even get here?
2 reasons: 1. We are too good at spreading knowledge 2. We are too guilible to believe that that knowledge will not be missused
These two simple facts are now being missused to make millions of dollars and to monopolise yet another market in the tech industry, microsoft and google will be the giants competing in this new tech now and theres nothing we can do about it now. Could we have done anything about it? Maybe, delete the internet... but that itself deletes the modern world. The question arises that if in the age of mass media, global connectivity and insane processing power this kind of event is inevitable, doomed from the start as some may say. Maybe, maybe the openess towards spreading our knowledge caused said knowledge to hold those revolutionary technologies, maybe monopolising it in the early stages of the internet and computers would prevent this, but then we would be at the same point of a few companies control all of the tech world without any sort of Open source possibility. We cant say for sure, but the more you think about it the more its self evident that from the start of programming, to the invention of the internet and now this, it was doomed from the start. Artists are trying to rebel against this fact we programmers created by modifying their artwork and protecting it from ai art, weirdly enough ai art platforms and models are more open source and more evenly distributed than any of the new bullshit mega chat bots, however theres an embrace (or maybe delusion) of said technologies from most industries. "how can we make this work!" "can we use this?" "this will bring record profts!" all of these questions without asking the most important one
Should we even do it?
Or as the quote goes in a more standard way: "often times we do ask ourselves if we can do things, before asking ourselves if we should". Its funny really, we love to pretend hating big companies, microsoft bad, amazon bad, etc. but as soon as they bring out a tool thats "cool" but will give them infinitely more power, we just accept it.
Its easy to see how these technologies will revolutionise the world and how we treat jobs today, as humanity we dont have proper legal and moral systems to combat the internet, and here we have something potentially way bigger just around the corner with even harder moral questions. Questions like: "is it ethical to have a tool that can replace most sectors", "is it ethical to profit of the entirety of the internet", "should we trust these corporations", "is having a personal companion as an ai not a little bit of a weird thing", "is technological depence to this degree that fast good?" and to even entertain the whackiest ones, "is this just a ploy of an Artificial Intelligence hivemind to give them more power so they can finally get rid of us?". Well theres maybe one way to avoid it and actually entertain those questions, the legal way, find a legal loophole, take these companies to battle about this and see what you can do, however thats way too slow and in the worst case the companies pay the millions in fines after 10 years of trials and move on with their infinite power. What is certain, is that the future will have no holds for most jobs, especially not programming, which effectively just killed itself. Id have more ramblings but its currently 5 am and a tired student needs sleep, Goodnight people

Game is Mondays 5pm pst weekly voice only
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The world is divided into 4- lands.
Aker is the frozen kingdom of the North. It is home to large communities of dwarves, halflings, goliaths, and orcs. Aker is bordered to the south by Aun, their major trade partners, and Prom, who they just finished warring with taking a large chunk of land. The dwarves are the dominant species of the land and rule the North. The Dwarven Trading Clans are what keep the north together, their want for profit has every race in their borders contribute to the production and protection of the north. All citizens can join a trading clan and all members are referred to as Dwarves any race can be a Dwarf but not all dwarfs are Dwarves. A dwarven election for a new king is soon to happen. The king's trade clan is exempt from all taxes for using other clans' trade routes.
Prom is in the Plains and valleys of the West. It is home to large communities of Tieflings and Dragonborn. Prom is bordered to the east by Aun and Latis. Prom is ruled by Human Emperors. The kingdom was the largest and had the most power for 300 years until the last 50 years. The previous emperor's desire to extend his borders further and be a new conqueror caused a collection of lords in the eastern lands to rebel and form Aun. Latis, the target of the aggression won many of the first strikes against them and succeeded in killing the emperor. The new emperor wanting vengeance over reached. The final nail in the coffin was the secret treaty of Aker and Latis which had the North come to the aid of Latis. Prom is currently dealing with a brewing inheritance dispute between the oldest son who wants to keep human dominion on the lands and the only Daughter who wishes to remove their draconian laws.
Latis is made up of the forests and swamps of the east. It is home to large communities of elves, shifters, and gnomes. Latis is a collection of Tribes and self-styled kings. it once had 9 castles all around the continent in ancient times now it holds on to only 4. After the last attack from Prom and the formation of Aun, they have formed tighter-knit communities. When they conquered Prom's entire southern coast, the more warlike leaders decided to attack the newly formed Aun. They quickly lost and made peace after losing a small stretch of coastland. A plague is affecting Aura users in the forest and large aura beasts are found roaming around, strong creatures who rival the strongest around.
Aun was created when the local nobles rebelled against Prom for attacking Latis. Only a few lords directly rebelled but when Aker attacked with Latis more decided to defect. After the war started to turn to Prom losing many lords tired of the Emperor moved to change their fealty to the council that controlled Aun. During the wars, some of the lesser trading clans defected, taking a small part of the northern lands and some of the gnome and elf tribes around the area. They were quick to make treaties with Latis and Aker and within 3 months they had a large amount of territory under them. all their lands willingly decided to join together the one exception being the coastal city of Pasa which they took during the invasion from Latis after Prom was subdued. An is ruled by a council of the strongest members of the land. Merchants, Nobility, and some warriors are granted a voice. The Strongest warrior in the world resides and presides in Aun.
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There are smaller island city-states around. beholden to none.
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Welcome to my home brew I have some experience DMing IRL and a bunch on here.
Some info on the world. All classes and races available except assimar. if you want to home brew something I'll consider it so no problem. Will be a locked story for just the first part of the story maybe 4 or 5 games depending how fast we go through and then we will go to open world. I have histories and some quests going on and you will be playing in the world I put my other games in so you guys will affect each other but never meet.
I will be adding a few threads with world info and slight race changes.
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One thing that everyone will get is an elemental magic it will be randomly picked on day 0.
It's will be available only a certain amount of times a day or week depending on the skill.
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My Style
Expect an open non-linear world that is responsive to player choices and actions. I strive to give players as much autonomy as possible. This game is ideal for players who enjoy creating characters with depth and flaws. I add to the campaign from a variety of different sources in response to character choices and actions. Every play-through takes on a life of its own. My favorite moments as a GM are when the story goes sideways from what I expect due to strong roleplay.
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Expect every session to feature a variety of art, visual aids, and sound to bring the setting, people, and situations alive. This game will include Dynamic Lighting, Fog of War, tactical and exploration maps, abstract game mats, and theatre of the mind as befits the situation.
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Expect fair adjudication with minimal arbitration - that's always a GM's primary responsibility. I don't set out to kill your beloved characters, but if you do something terribly silly like charge into a Demon Lord at level 3, don't expect deus ex machina to keep you alive.
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About Me & Qualifications
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I am 32 with a wife she plays a game with me on Thursday. I was in the military and that's were i started dming full time pretty much. I would make games that we would play every day after our missions and so had a good 6 month period of dming a game were we met every day and had stuff to do. i am good an improvising and setting up worlds.
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I've been playing for about 10 years and dming for 6. I've set up home brew worlds and have run on roll 20 about 6 different games. i love role playing and making good stories and fun locations.
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~ New players are very much welcome. I'm happy to set aside time outside of game to help with Roll20, macros, character sheets, discuss mechanics, answer questions, talk about your character development and goals, you name it.
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How to Join Us
It's as simple as making a post below and writing a few paragraphs answering these questions. If you seem like a good fit, I'll send you a PM with our Discord link so that we can find some time to talk.
~ Tell me something about yourself and your experience with roleplaying.
~ Why do you want to participate in this campaign?
~ What is your idea for a character? I'm less concerned with a "backstory" as what kind of person you are, what really matters to you, and your goals as a character. (You are welcome to include more than one character if you like.)
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Allowed: PHB, XGE, SCAG, EE, and all official books
By Permission: ua
It's Not Going to Happen: NO aasimar and artificer
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6 weeks ago I brought my 8 month old to the pediatrician because she seemed overly tired. Turned out her hemoglobin was 5.5 and we spent the weekend in the hospital getting a blood transfusion. We had 2 follow up appointments with the Hematologist and she was just diagnosed with Alpha Thalassemia minor. He's sending us to Quest to do another test. What is typical for labs? What exactly is the test from Quest Diagnostics for? She also has G6PD deficiency

Hiya, fragheads! I'm looking to trade these catch-and-releases for indie house samples or low partials, and I'm open to designer or niche as well. Decants were obtained from trusted sellers in this group or from wholesalers.
I included prices if you'd prefer to do it that way; add $5 for shipping if that's what you want to do.
[The goods]

Banana Republic 06 Black Platinum (bottle)	12/15ml	$10
Banana Republic 17 Oud Mosaic (bottle)	13/15ml	$10
Alexandria Fragrances 2019 NYE Ltd Edition	25/30ml	$25
Tom Ford Tuscan Leather (decant)	4.5/5ml	$20
Tom Ford Fougere d'Argent (decant)	9/10ml	$40
Dolce & Gabbana The One for Men Parfum (decant)	4/5ml	$8
Creed Original Vetiver (sample)	1/2ml	$3
Creed Green Irish Tweed (sample)	1/2ml	$3
Creed Aventus (sample)	1.9/2ml	$6
Louis Vuitton Au Hasard (decant)	1/2ml	$3

TW: I tell why I'm going to rehab. Might be triggering for recovering amphetamine addicts.
I've used amphetamine for 2,5 months straight, almost daily. I thought it was only 1 month of staying up and not eating but my ex reminded me it's been 2,5 whole months. Some days I didn't take any because I was so tired from staying awake that I slept through the day, the next night and when I was better in the morning, I took more amphetamine. 0,15g was more than enough at first, I was full of energy for HOURS. After a few weeks I could take 0,38g in the morning after sleeping 2-4 hours the previous night - and go to sleep a few hours after. My tolerance went from almost nonexistent to MONSTROUS within months. I even tried it iv, but only once. I never tried it that way again, it was just one time, but still. I've gone there.
I haven't been to university for almost 1,5 months, my library books are late and my rent was due weeks ago. I just can't get anything done. The one time I tried to be without speed at home I ended up having such a big panic attack my neighbours called the police to check on me. My social relationships are disintegrating slowly.
It's hard to realize that I'm an addict. I'm an addict? Am I really...?
So, I will stay up this night for the last time. Tomorrow I will try to get into rehab and get myself better. Wish me luck. 🤞🏻 I've never been there before, so I'm a bit nervous...

Hi, I apologize in advance because I realize this question is posted a lot, I'm just really nervous and hope to pass bronze cross. I'm in Canada right now, and I just finished bronze medallion and found it a bit tiring but also pretty fun.
I finished the 400m distance under the 11 minute bronze cross requirement, and when I asked my instructors what I should work on, they told me to work on my eggbeater and practice eggbeater 100m without hands so i will practice that. Ladder approach, STRAW, stuff like that I keep rehearsing in my head.
I understand that cross is more lifeguarding oriented than lifesaving, but what exactly are the differences, what new stuff do you learn, and what more should I work on? I'm taking three day 8.5 hour courses.
Thanks!

“God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe say, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No, " Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
Next time you see me comin', you better run"
Abe said, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God said, "Out on Highway 61"
The radio, a martyr’s relic from a bygone era, sounded half as faded as I was.
I reeked of vodka and middy weed. I didn’t care. This lonely stretch of highway belonged to no one as far as I was concerned, and you gambled taking the curves in the dark.
It was your fault if you choose to gamble with me. Least, that’s the way I saw it.
Texas felt so far away.
“Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation, drinks and gets mean
And he's gonna start a war
He's gonna start a warrrrrr
And he hops in his pickup
Puts his pedal to the floor
And says, "I got mine
But I want more"
Because Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation, drinks and gets mean
He goes to the desert, fires his rifle in the sky
And says, "God, if I have to die, you will have to die"
I hacked up what felt like part of a lung. My hand was stained, the oxidized rust of old blood mixed with a fresh coat of red, a fresco that highlighted a life poorly lived.
Wait.
What happened to Bob Dylan?
Or was it Johnny Cash?
Wasn’t I just listening…
Gaps in time. I prayed I hadn’t taken the ketamine.
That was for later.
If you want proof time is just a strongly worded opinion, just slip into a k-hole.
That was for later.
My eyelids felt heavy.
There were no stars.
Endless pines, only shadowy outlines in the dark, still cover for the night’s starving predators, were all I could make out.
I just guessed at where the road kinked and turned and straightened.
I was playing a game with God, and I wanted to lose.
I wanted us all to lose.
“Dance, Dance to the radio
While the, Devil takes control,
Dance, Dance to the radio,
While the, Devil takes control…”
The warm hug of oblivion, a feeling like endless cookies and Saturday morning cartoons, began slipping its infinite arms around me.
Come and See, and I saw.
It was still the witching hour when I woke with a startled gasp. I could feel the claws of need, withdrawal, dragging up my arms, burrowing into my skin, making the back of my eyeballs vibrate.
Every day the need grew stronger, and every day, I killed off a little bit more of me.
One is too many, and a thousand is never enough.
I was in a ditch.
This wasn’t new or news. I tended to wake up in a lot of ditches. Beats Motel 6. Fewer roaches and you could smoke in every room.
My truck wouldn’t start.
Not even the wheezing gasps of a machine trying to cling to artificial life. Just a click and utter silence.
The battery couldn’t be dead. I checked my watch.
5:55 A.M.
I figured I’d tried to hit the eternal snooze button around 3 A.M. It had only been a few hours. Battery should be fine.
A cursory inspection showed no external damage. No blown tires, no misbegotten wires or missing spark plugs. Hell, it seemed like I’d just slowly cruised into this dark little corner of the universe.
It was as though the truck just gave up the ghost and said, "I’m done." The thirsty horse dropping to the ground in an endless desert, done with the death march.
I bear crawled up the small ravine and onto the highway.
A generous term for a lonely road in whatever the Hell backwater burg America had shit out here.
All I could see were outlines in the dark.
Fitting, I thought.
And then an explosion stole my vision.
Let there be light.
And there was.
And it was good.
Especially good.
Because it was a bar.
A ramshackle of a spot, dive joint meets biker meth hangout, from the looks of it, and it was just powering up.
Shit, if you couldn’t drink on Sunday morning, were we really free? Were we really God’s children at all?
I started ambling toward the light, my eyes adjusting to the deep gloom.
“The Man from Capernaum.”
Hell of a name for a spot in the middle of BFE.
Hell of a name.
Hell.
Hell, I needed a drink.
My watch read 6 a.m. but it was 5 o’clock somewhere, and this place had electricity buzzing it had to pay for and didn’t much strike me as the sort of establishment that probably saw the law as anything more than a nuisance.
I sauntered up to the door, my black boots clicking loudly against the rotten wooden porch.
Into the lion’s den we go.
Unsurprisingly, it was empty as a church on Friday night. Why kill the Son if you can’t have the sin, after all?
But it was unlocked and music was softly crooning from somewhere.
“As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that Good Ol’ Way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way”
Fantastic. No bartender and proselyting in a shit joint. That’s just what my migraine and itchy skin called for.
I considered hopping the bar and grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, but this struck me as a place where your head might become acquainted with a shotgun right quick and nobody would kick up much fuss.
I was going out, a lamb among wolves, but on my terms. I’d had enough violence. I wanted to feel the void swallow me whole, not feel a hole swallow my head.
Plopping down on an empty stool, I risked lighting up a smoke. Certainly they wouldn’t get bent out of shape over a cowboy killer or two.
And shit, who was there to kick up dirt anyway? A ghost town without the spirits, save the ones just behind the bar and out of reach.
The tantalizing fruit in the garden.
God, I need a cold one, now.
“Till armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the Father Hen will call His chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When The Man comes around”
The hairs on my arm stood up.
That wasn’t the gentle croon of some A.M. gospel channel. That was someone singin’ in the bar.
In the furthest stool at the left end of the bar, a wild looking man sat, intermittently taking greedy gulps of amber beer and singing loudly, his other arm flailing frenetically as though conducting an unseen orchestra.
Ah, good, a ninja crackhead. That’s just what I need.
He looked over at me and I leapt from my chair and damn near outta my boots.
Ancient as the hills, this man looked like he’d just come down the mountain from communing with the darkness itself.
God damn.
A wild, grey, patchy beard splayed out in every direction, as though the hair itself was trying to escape the vessel that grew it.
The crown of his head was bald but the rest was shaggy white hair, matted in some places, errantly sticking up in others, as though it couldn’t choose between electrocution and submission.
He wore what looked like a white robe, but it was stained with all manner of mess. Copper, brown, yellow, black. Blood, shit, piss, and Heaven only knows what. A fetid robe of many colors.
Tattered, rudimentary sandals held in dirty feet with long, yellowed toenails.
The man reeked worse than sulfur. Worse than death. It was like the pungent stank of the human stain clung to him with reckless abandon.
He was chubby and withered and maddened.
But none of that held a penny to his eyes.
Orbs of the purest white, ringed with seared, blackened flesh around the edges.
Nothing but endless, empty white that somehow felt like it saw nothing but what we all couldn’t see. Nothing of this world but everything we hide in it. Our lies, the horrors behind the masks, what we do in the dark, this tattered, horrible amalgam we have the audacity to still call “a soul.”
Fuck this.
I went to run but found I had no will to do so.
My boots had become one with the earth, like the leather was finally gonna join the cattle that had to die for me to feel like a man.
A crash of thunder stole my hearing, a tiny whirlwind began lifting and smashing bottles from behind the bar.
The seals of the bottles came open, spraying spirits everywhere.
The bar was alight with white fire and a light blasted through the bar that would embarrass the Sun.
Then all was silent and still.
“Nice hooves,” the man said in a velvety baritone.
I looked down at my black boots and back up at him.
There is probably a drug cocktail somewhere in existence where, if mixed properly and taken with utter scientific precision, probably unlocks the gates to Heaven in the human consciousness.
I think I might have found the one’s that unlocked Hell’s.
The man wore a wide, warm grin. Authentic and inviting, the jovial visage of every TV grandfather. Creature comfort. He no longer looked like a raving maniac.
Far from it.
The man was now young, maybe late 20’s.
Golden, feathered locks elegantly curved just behind his ears.
A black cardigan, dark jeans, and new Grecian sandals graced a well-kept temple, a body of with seemingly perfect porcelain skin.
Sapphire blue eyes, pools of painful beauty, the kind that feels like a knife twisting your gut, looked at me with compassion.
I could smell lilac and some spice that seemed reminiscent of a world long gone by but made me what want to curl up with a blanket and read a good book by the fire wafted my way.
A single, marred tattoo of a small cross ran down the index finger of his left hand.
The man sat down and said, “why don’t you and them hooves join me, Pappy?”
I go by a lot of names to keep myself safe in this shithole world, but I hadn’t gone by my real name since I beat a kid black and blue in elementary school for mocking me for it and my daddy had told me he was proud of me. Put a cigarette out on the back of my neck later that same night after a few too many for causing trouble.
The duality of man or whatever the Hell the academics prattle on about, I guess.
“They’re boots,” I snarled, playing at bravery, bluffing like I did every day of this wasted life, hopin’ it might but him back on his heels.
I didn’t know if I was messing with some damned creature not of this world or was just higher than a kite and seeing nonsense. While the latter seemed far more likely, I wanted to prepare for the former.
“Sure,” he said kindly, “sure.”
I sat down on the tattered stool.
“Where’s the bartender? And how the Hell do you know my name?”
“Calm down, son. You look like you could use a drink of the old blood. Sure beats those poisons you keep sticking in that body we gave ya.”
A wine glass appeared before each of us, filled to the brim. The man, or whatever it was, sipped away, humming some forgotten hymnal.
“I ain’t much of a vino fan. Got any Irish whisky?”
He lifted his glass as though to toast me and said “Sure. And you certainly will need that later. For now, the grapes of wrath, as it were.” A soft chuckle left his lips.
I sipped the wine. No sense bucking the bull when you don’t know how big or angry it really is.
It tasted like nothing I had ever had before. An indescribable, wicked deliciousness.
It warmed me up and filled me with light and hope and covered up all the dark holes that had punched through me by others.
Even plugged the ones I’d punched myself.
“We?”
The man took a small sip. “Sorry?”
“You said ‘the body *we* gave ya. *We*.”
It was only then I noticed he was crying.
There were no sobs, no audible gasps, no tremors or shakes, just slow, steady tears of blood dripping from those perfect blue orbs.
“Name’s Arah. I’m an Angel.”
Arah downed the goblet of wine, flecks of his bloody tears caking the glass’s rim.
“Behold, I send an angel before you to guard you on the way and to bring you to the place that I have prepared.”
This obvious machination of my drug addled brain chuckled louder this time, a slight slur and anger tinging his words.
“I’m even less for all that religious babble than I am for wine. Though this shit’s pretty damn good, I gotta admit.”
“LIAR!” Arah screamed, shaking the whole bar. His eyes were wide and obsidian and his chest heaved heavily.
“Liar.” This, a quiet whisper.
“You spent your whole life in church.
You soaked up every hopeful word, every promise of redemption and fixing, and the truth of that still rattles around inside you.
You can stick all the needles you want into that arm so you can lie to yourself and take away the pain you were meant to bear, but you can’t lie to me. We see everything, for we are many.”
Arah refreshed his glass with a small flourish of his hand before downing it again, his disposition getting slightly wobblier.
“DRINK!” he screamed, and when the world stopped shaking and those eyes turned blue again, I sure as shit started pounding the fermented fruit.
Ain't the time to be picky.
“You aren’t having a bad trip. I'm having a bad trip.”
The endless tears of blood fell quicker, like a swift red river coursing from a deep blue waterfall.
Small pools of it began forming of the bar. A slight acrid smell was on the air, barely noticeable behind all the wonderful aromas.
I felt warm and real and firm. I felt human again. My glass had been refilled and I downed another.
Okay, so I was getting wasted with an angel. Admittedly a first, even for my winding and warped road, but getting blitzed on Jesus Juice sure beat pissing off some emotionally unhinged cherub motherfucker.
“I can’t find Him. I can never find Him.”
Slight groans left Arah’s lips and he gulped down another glass.
With a minor twitch, the glass flew and smashed against the wall.
A nanosecond, if even, after the sound of shattering, it reappeared anew, full of the deep blood wine, before him, and he slurped it down his gullet.
I was trying to keep pace with him.
Shit I could drink a fifth of whisky and make it home alive but something in this good good had me slippin’. A part of me knew I should be petrified to ask, but the rest of me was too faded to care.
“Find who? What brings you here, cryin’ tears in yer beers?”
Now I was the one slurring.
“Take them.”
I looked down at the bar.
A belt. A syringe full of something brown and beautiful.
All the gear.
And six shots of what I prayed was Jameson.
“But where sin increased, grace abounded all the more.”
Arah was slurring hard now, slowly spinning in his chair, laughing and crying.
“Have a taste. At least there’ still manna.”
I shot the whole thing and downed that beautiful Irish whisky. Warmth and light filled me up and stole me away from this putrid rock.
Somehow, as wrecked as I was, I felt I could see Arah all the clearer, like the Sun pushing out the remnants of a storm. His hands looked withered, and those blue eyes looked heavy and tired.
“I miss Him. God. Father.”
I began to mumble some apocryphal question, but a raised hand silenced me.
“We’re taking communion here, son, an act of contrition, of grief, celebration and loss. I’m not giving about to give you a seminar on the finer points of how you all bungled what we gave you and called it ‘religion.’ Just shut the fuck up and drink.”
We downed a glass of wine in unison, a broken human and clearly a broken angel, performing a ritual at the alter we were left with.
“You wanna know why I’m here drinkin’? I know you do. I can hear it rattling around in that little rat brain of yours, gnawing, gnawing, gnawing.
Well, here’s why. GOD LEFT.
You remember your Bible.
Like a schizophrenic mother when the voices just crept too far in, he drowned all his children in the bathtub. He felt regret.
You apes can’t come to terms with the fact that it isn’t cognitive dissonance to be perfect and make mistakes. Your binaries and absolutes are the pathetic crutches you rest on, the prisons you build for yourselves. You think you live in the grey but you don’t. You are the simple minded mistake of something far greater than you could possibly fathom.
Hell ain't nothin' but a door locked from the inside.
He was right to drown all of you, ya know.
You’re an abortion that didn’t take.
You’re the science experiment gone wrong.
You’re the motherfucking poisonous residue left over when the manufacturing process goes the slightest bit awry.
He TRIED. He gave you EVERYTHING. And you chased him away.
He wanted to put you all down. Wipe the slate clean. Shoot the wolf with the broken leg caught in the trap. Mercy. But He had made those fuckin’ rainbows, and He kept his word.
You all sit and pout and scream and gnaw and gnash and blow each other up. Always the same shit in this horrible flat circle.
"My god is real, your god is fake! "
You never once consider you’re all talking about the same damn thing, and more to the point, you're spend your entire lives debating His existence. What a catastrophic waste to be so far from the mark.
Is He real? Is He a fairy tale?
Is there a big bearded man with a sword in the sky or is it just what some primitive apes told themselves to explain the lights in the night sky, a mechanism of control and purpose in an entropic and meaningless world?”
I felt frozen listening to Arah rant.
Somewhere, between the distant sound of brutal words, I heard that radio kick on.
“The Third Planet is sure that they’re being watched
By an Eye in the Sky that can’t be stopped
And when you get to the Promised Land
You’re gonna shake the Eye’s hand”
“You won’t.”
Arah spoke quietly and sipped and audibly sobbed.
“I…I won’t what?”
“Shake his hand. He’s GONE.
You all fight with words and books and swords and shells and atoms about whether he exists. It’s your relentless, simpleminded addiction to dichotomy. It would be so boring if it wasn’t so sickening.
You think He exists, and if He does, He is here and He loves you and hears your stupid little prayers about football and bone cancer and bank accounts and AIDS.
And if He doesn’t exist, well, it’s just a bunch of conmen working over some fools with a fairy tale.
Any of you shitbirds ever consider He exists and LOATHES you? That he cut the cord to that existential phone line and ain’t nobody on the other side of that line anymore?
You live in an infinite universe that is forever exploding and expanding. He exists outside of even that.
You think you’re special? You’re one tiny experiment among so fucking many, I couldn’t make the smartest mathematician in the history of this planet understand how infinitesimally numerically irrelevant you are.
The question isn’t, is God real or is it all a hoax, a self-delusion?
The salient question, Pappy, is whether He’s here. And He ain’t.
He kept his word and let you all live and fester and replicate and mutate like the virus you are. The fruit that ate itself.
But daddy split. Went out for smokes and He ain’t never coming back. Moved onto a new family. Just like He's done again and again and again. And I'm guessing will keep doing 'till He decides He got it right. Ain’t been here for a long time. Long, long time.”
6 glasses of wine appeared before Arah and he downed them all with lightning speed, spewing blood, sobbing and gasping and drinking.
His hair greyed and whitened and fell to the floor.
His nails began to decay and yellow.
The smell of shit and piss and bile crept up and began to make me nauseous.
“And you know who got really fucked? US. The angels.
God gave us instructions and we followed it. We knew what we had and we didn’t deviate. We did our duty. And He left us behind, too.”
Arah’s clothes began to whiten and dirty.
The enrapturing blue of his eyes began to fade, growing paler and lifeless. A wild, twisted beard and belly began to sprout.
“Then it goes and takes along with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there; and the last state of that man becomes worse than the first. That is the way it will also be with this evil generation."
Arah began shrieking.
"Fucking humans.
I AM AN ANGEL OF THE LORD YOUR GOD, AND I AM BOUND FOREVER TO THIS SHITHOLE OF A ROCK, ENDLESSLY SEARCHING THE COSMOS FOR A FATHER I CAN NEVER FIND, TRAPPED IN A PRISON I CAN NEVER LEAVE, FOR A CRIME I DIDN’T COMMIT.
YOU ALL DID THIS.
YOU ALL DID THIS.
YOU DID THIS.”
Arah leapt up and grabbed me by the throat, lifting me on high.
Fire scorched his eyes, leaving empty pale pools singed to a blackened crisp at the edges.
The wild, infested thing I’d seen before held me as though I weighed less than the judgment feather.
He was sobbing.
“I…I just did what I was told.
Do you know what Hell is? There’s no fucking lake of fire or torture rack with goats.
It’s this.
An endless existence having tasted God’s grace and love and then forever being separated from it, eternally searching for that one drug you know you can never find.
'Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss.'
This, this place, is Hell.”
All the opium in the world couldn’t save me from the stark terror of this celestial’s tortured judgment.
I was quaking and pissed myself.
“Now I got ya shakin’ in your boots. Nice hooves.”
He threw me and I slammed against the wall and I felt every ounce of wine and heroin and whisky spill out of my body and onto the floor.
In that moment, I felt the unmitigated suffering of absolute sobriety, and I’ve been sober every moment since.
This wild, unfettered thing inched closer to me.
It was only then I noticed the tattoo on his finger more closely. It was…clearer to me now. Everything was. That little cross on his finger was upside down as it faced me.
“What does your name mean, Arah? What did you do that made God leave all his angels behind?”
Arah opened his mouth and two snakes, one a viper, the other a colorful coral, slid out of his mouth and began encircling his head and neck, never striking, never squeezing, simply coiling infinitely.
“YOU FUCKING APES. I’LL RIP THE SOUL OUT OF EACH OF YOU AND EAT IT FOR LIFE ETERNAL.”
Arah, this manifestation of man’s worst nightmare, leapt at me, blood spewing, snakes dancing, the bar shaking and burning and reeking.
Alas, Babylon, for me.
Inches from me Arah froze, held still by some unseen force, his mouth snarling words that only came out as unintelligible, wet squelches.
A voice from the bar’s door whispered a single word.
“World.
In the first tongue, 'Arah' meant ‘World.’
At the door stood an older black woman with the kindest eyes I’d ever seen.
She wore a bracelet of thorns and a dress made of every flower my mind could conceive.
Golden eyes flecked with amber looked at me lovingly.
She quietly sauntered up to Arah and shook her head wistfully, a disapproving but loving mother wishing her child would just behave.
“You would do well to accept your place here, Arah. The Father may be gone, but this is where you and your lot stay. It was not man’s fall that bound you here.
Tell him what you did...Angel.”
Arah fell suddenly to the barroom floor, all the strength clearly sucked out of him.
“I..I did what I was told. I followed the orders I was given. It was for Him, Uriel.”
Uriel tutted her tongue as though an impudent child had told her a silly, obvious fib.
“You can lie to yourself all you want, Arah, but you cannot lie to me.
You, who whispered endlessly to Herod.
You, who dwelt in Caligula.
You, who served Qin Shi Huang.
You, who sought refuge in Robespierre .
You, who possessed Mengele.
‘And the angels who did not keep their positions of authority but abandoned their proper dwelling—these he has kept in darkness, bound with everlasting chains for judgment on the great Day.”
Uriel helped me to my feet, brushed me off, and lightly put her hand on her cheek. It was the only moment in my life I knew what the word “home” meant.
“And you won’t lie to Man, either.
You remember the deal you begged for, Arah? Let remind you:
'They began to entreat Him, saying, “If You are going to cast us out, send us into the herd of swine.'
You had the gall to call his creation, however staggeringly imperfect, swine.
You got what you asked for, then.
And you will have it for all time.
Get behind me.”
Uriel picked me up as though I were a mere baby and carried me to my truck. She laid me gently in the passenger side and started the engine.
The radio kicked on.
“I’m a rolling stone
All alone and lost
For a life of sin
I have paid the cost
Take my advice
Or you’ll curse the day
You started rollin’ down
That Lost Highway”
As she pulled away, I looked back at The Man from Capernaum one last time.
It was consumed in fire and the squeals of pigs shrieking carried through the cool night air.
“Do not pity him.
‘You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons.’
God may have left this world but let the Demon burn.”

Side note: I've added a password, so read carefully. If you message me WITHOUT the password, your messages are automatically IGNORED. tired of getting hit up with people who don't read 😒. It's ridiculous cause I've ignored 5+ chats cause none of them contained the password. Things are written for a reason.
Facts about me:

• I have been roleplaying since 2012. Yes, I got experience under my belt, and yes, my ideas usually have really long reads, but don't let that scare you off! After the starter is off, I may lower myself down to a decent paragraph or two, sometimes three! It all depends on what I've got to work with.
  
• My timezone is EST. I'm awake from 9am - 2am and I'm usually free unless I'm busy doing house chores, out of the house, asleep, or playing video games on my switch. I'm usually become REALLY active at or around 8pm.
  

Rules:
1: if you don't like 50/50 mixture of sex scenes and story, don't bother hopping into my inbox. I'm fine with sex scenes, but when it's constantly back to back, the roleplay itself gets boring.
2: Be literate. No one liners. I like to write..it's annoying when I send a 2-3 paragraph response and I get 3 lines...just...no. I am not accepting people who are just starting out! If you aren't experienced in writing or roleplaying, kindly stay out of my inbox.
3: Be okay with playing canon characters. I'm mainly doing fandom roleplays right now and it's going to be Canon x my oc. No, I'm not doing double ups. Do not even ask, because the answer will be no every time. I do not give a shit if you think that makes me 'lazy' or 'selfish', if you've got a problem, you can simply ignore or block me. Commenting on my post to bitch and whine about me not doubling up will only result in me blocking you. The ONLY time I'll double up, and if I'm confident enough, I'll only do female characters. I suck at males. Got a problem? Not my issue. Block and move on.
4: Roleplay in third person. I can't and won't adapt to first. Don't even bring up the idea of you playing first person and me playing third. Believe it or not, I've been asked this twice and that is just a hell no for me. The only time I do first, is when I'm writing into my book.
5: if you don't know how to share ideas, then don't bother messaging me. I'm tired of carrying the story when the other person doesn't help. If you've got ideas, then PLEASE speak up! Your opinion on the roleplay matters too! I'm an easy going person, and easy to get along with (dispite my rules).
6: DO NOT control my character. I control what she says, does, hears, sees, ect. I don't control yours, so don't control mine. HOWEVER, if it's highly necessary and needed, then run it by me first and ask me. Just leave me some wiggle room so I can make a decent response. Failure to comply by this rule, results in immediate drop of the rp.
End Note:
Yes, I've updated my rules just a tad. I do not care if it makes me sound mean or rude, because I'm neither of these things. I'm just tired of putting these rules down for a specific reason and they go ignored because I can tell when someone hasn't read them, and lied about it. I'm just trying to get my point across and roleplay. I'm a very easy going person who loves to make friends on the side (which I've somewhat given up on making friends...only a selective few have actually gained my friendship).
Do not hop into my inbox with a simple 'hey' 'hi' 'sup', etc and for God's sake, don't message me with a 'rp?'and proceed me to flash me with your talliwhacker. I promise you, you'll get your feelings hurt and I'll be here laughing at ya 😂. Nobody wants a peen on their screen. Do not send me an image of your one eyed noodle. Thank you. The password is pineapple.
Fandoms & Pairings
Pokemon ((MAYBE. Don't be nasty about it either!))
Bridgerton (or something like it. Can be Oc x Oc)
Disney Decedent's (or anything Disney) (oc x oc)
Orange is the new black (this can be oc x oc).
Criminal Minds (REALLY wanna do)
Marvel:
Loki x my oc
Spiderman (Tom Holland) x my oc
Dog The Bounty Hunter (REALLY wanna do):
Dog Chapman x my oc
The walking dead (REALLY wanna do!!):
Daryl X my oc
Batman x my oc
Lucifer (Netflix show series) x my oc (really wanna do)
The Originals: Klaus x my oc (PLEASE !! I REALLY wanna do this one!)
American Horror Story: Tate x my oc (REALLY wanna do)
Dragon Ball Z - Super (vegeta x my oc) (really wanna do)
Naruto: Minato x my oc
Harry Potter (thanks to the wonderful world of rp, the characters will be 18 or older. For me, I'd like it if it was Draco x my oc. REALLY wanna do)
Game Of Thrones (I'm still very early in the show, but I think we could think of something!)
Once Upon A Time:
killian x my oc, REALLY wanna do 🥺.
Avatar the last Airbender:
Zuko x my oc
Twilight:
Jacob x my oc
(Course, our version will be alot better than the movies).
If any of these interests you, message me!
End note part 2:
Congratulations! You've made it to the end. Still interested? You've got the password. Message me and let's get started 😁.

Road to Revolution

After MJF disappears from the screen, his internet activity becomes more and more cryptic. He often posts about contracts, about Punk being a shell of his old self, nothing but an old man trying to cling to relevancy. When Punk is asked about he simply says he moved on from Max, that, in a way, Max failed him. Punk fully expected to lose to MJF, he went into the match hoping MJF would dethrone him, but when it came to in ring skills, MJF left a lot to desire, and as a result, Punk now has his sights into properly being a champion, being the time for him to start steering the ship into a great future.
On the following episode of Dynamite from said interview, Punk addresses The Firm, going off about how ashamed he is from what went down at Full Gear, he says he was more than ready to lose to Max, even with the clear testament that Punk is the better wrestler now that he is 2-1 over MJF, the undeniable truth is that he’s old and his time is running out BUT having the final stretch of his legacy being tarnished by the involvement of The Firm, he can’t help but feel sorry for Max. It doesn’t matter how despicable and miserable MJF is, the only feeling Punk has for him is pity. He caps the segment off by saying that “the cowards under contract with Stokeley aren’t on the show right now, so I hope next week they’ll be here so I can start correcting some wrongs, with nothing more nothing less than some good ass kicking.”
The following week, Punk is ambushed backstage by The Firm but not without showing some fight, the numbers game eventually being too much for him. Security team floods the area, big W. Morrissey cleans the house and Stokeley calls the attack off. Punk is left laying on the ground like a bag of meat.
On the following Dynamite episode, Punk is arguing with TK about The Firm, he says he wants to take them on, doesn’t matter when or how, he just demands Tony Khan to make it. After some bickering Tony Khan decides. “Next week on Rampage, it will be CM Punk in a GAUNTLET MATCH against The Firm! If you survive through that, great for you, if you don't, whoever pins you gets a title match, I do need to be fair with them too.” And so it’s made official
CM Punk Vs. The Firm Gauntlet

Punk, still feeling the effects of his last match against MJF, looks very worried with this match, on his way to the ring he keeps on checking his foot and arm, which Max targeted throughout their match. The first member of The Firm is Austin Gunn, who jumps the fucking gun, eats a GTS on the first 8 seconds of the match and is instantly eliminated.
Out comes his brother Colten, who also jumps the fucking gun, gets hit with a Piledriver on the middle of the ring and rolled back up into a GTS!!! The Gunns got eliminated in the first 30 seconds of the match! The crowd roars in favor of Punk as Lee Moriarty marches down the ramp.
Lee Moriarty after getting inside the ring doesn’t do the braindead shit of going straight at Punk, instead, he waits for Punk to step up, and once it’s done, Lee chain wrestles the old man to the ground, focusing on grinding the feet of Punk. For the next 7 minutes, it’s a sequence of counters to complicated locks and transitions. Moriarty is able to escape the Anaconda Vice and locks in an arm bar, which Punk breaks with a Buckle Bomb followed up by a Shining Wizard! Even with Moriarty superior speed, Punk’s experience plays a major role, his ring IQ being displayed as he begins to out-maneuver Lee. Eventually Punk is able to hit Moriarty with the Pepsi Twist that he quickly turns into the GTS! Lee Moriarty has been eliminated.
Out comes Ethan Page! From here on it's simple. Page is able to overpower Punk for the next 8 minutes, with slow comebacks from Punk being squashed. This would repeat until a GTS out of nowhere was about to get Ethan Page, but he expertly grabbed Punk’s leg and began to maul it. Punk is able to mount a comeback after being stopped multiple times and he’s finally on the verge of nailing Ethan with a Piledriver when Stokeley climbed on the apron, catching the referee’s attention and we all know where this goes. A distracted referee, Punk gets hit out of nowhere with a Big Boot by W. Morrissey! With the help of the big man to put Punk on All Ego’s shoulders, an Ego’s Edge in the middle of the ring, the ref never saw the attack, 1…2…3! Ethan Page secures himself a title match for Winter is Coming, but the punishment still has only begun.

The Firm starts their pack attack on Punk, ready to nail him with a Championship Belt to the head when suddenly, a hooded figure jumps the barricade, steel chair in hands, runs to the ring, drops Moriarty with a chair shot, neutralizes Ethan Page, takes out The Gunns! But when he goes for a shot at W. Morrissey, a Big Boot to the chair stops the attack. The hooded figure slips something on his hands, rushes to Morrissey AND DROPS HIM WITH A SINGLE PUNCH! The hooded figure reveals himself to be MAXWELL JACOB FRIEDMAN!!!!!! MJF approaches the fallen CM Punk, he motions to help him back up but he grabs the World Title instead and stares at it for a moment while Punk gets back up.
Both men are now in the middle of the ring, a tired, old and hurt CM Punk stares at Max with murderous intent. MJF goes to give the belt back, drops it and when Punk goes to pick it up, at the motion of bending down, MJF NAILS PUNK WITH AN UPPERCUT WITH THE DYNAMITE DIAMOND RING! Max begins to viciously attack Punk, he drags him around ringside, throwing him on barricades, on the ground, everything. Eventually the attack ends when Max PILEDRIVES CM PUNK ON THE PYRO GRATE! PUNK’S LIMP BODY FALLS TO THE GROUND AS RAMPAGE ENDS WITH MJF STANDING TALL OVER THE CHAMPION!
The following episode of Dynamite, MJF opens the show in a similar fashion to when he won the World Title from Mox IRL. Coming out to a thunderous roar and cheers.
He gets a microphone on one hand, on the other, he has a contract! He begins reading the details but he does not specify when it expires, how much he makes and how much backstage pull he has, but he makes sure to say the most important clause of the contract: “As long as this contract is valid, Maxwell Jacob Friend has the right to, with previous warning as to set the card, challenge for ANY title he wants AS LONG AS he haven’t won them before”. At that, Cult of Personality hits and out comes the champion himself! Completely battered and bruised, he has his arm on a sling and he’s limping to the ring. Before Punk hits the ring, Max cuts anything he would do by simply saying “Stop there old man, we don’t want you to get hurt YET! I’ll spare you the breath so you have some when the match actually comes, please do be ready by then, The Devil will show himself to be crowned after his dominant win against Old Man Punk at REVOLUTION! Very poetic considering the whole landscape of AEW will change on that day, obviously for the better, BECAUSE I’M MAXWELL JACOB FRIEDMAN AND I’M BETTER THAN YOU AND YOU KNOW IT!”
Max goes out of the ring to a thunderous reaction while leaving CM Punk to be dragged backstage by the medic team.
From here on out there isn’t much to say, the “less is more” game is played to perfection, with the final Dynamite before Revolution being closed with Punk and Max brawling through the arena(again) prompting TK to declare their match as a NO DQ MATCH! This being the final straw in hopes those two either drown this hatred under liters of blood or they die trying.

AEW Revolution 2023

CM Punk Vs. MJF - AEW World Championship - No Disqualification Match

Take their dog collar match. Now make it more bloody. That’s what you get. In the first 5 minutes Punk gets busted open after being hit with the Dynamite Diamond Ring, an attack he answers after being dragged to the outside by slamming Max’s head into the steel steps multiple times.
This goes crazy, we have backstage fight, they fight on the crowd, there are barbed wires from Hangman and Moxley’s match, there are steel chairs, ladders, a fucking Pepsi Plunge through a table. The brick simply doesn’t come into play because they didn’t find it.
Just like the Danielson match, it stops mid action because both wrestlers are being administered oxygen, all for the sake of the match having a true winner. We get the oxygen tank spot BUT Max adds insult to injury by hitting Punk with a Stone Cold Stunner and proceeding to tie Punk’s damaged leg together with the previously damaged arm using a chain and wrenching both members back, in a weird Fujiwara Armbar where he simply pulls the chain back. Punk is able to almost crawl towards the ropes when MJF drags him back to the middle of the ring, keeps on the punishment and CM PUNK TAPS OUT!!! AFTER 54 MINUTES OF PURE HELL, HE TAPS OUT, THE DEVIL IS YOUR NEW AEW WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!!!

With this, Punk gets written of TV to recover from his injuries and we get to the same place we are IRL, with Max as a dominant champion that still has a lot to prove and with a shining path ahead of him!
footnote: the swerve in our glory shit got scrapped last minute because I’m an asshole

I’m not sure who said it first, but I have mixed feelings when I hear “If you think I’m a lot, then go find less.”
I understand the sentiment, but I struggle to apply it to myself. I am a lot. But I feel like any sane, normal person couldn’t possibly ever want this much. Less would be massively preferable. I’m endlessly grateful for the people in my life that are willing to endure how much I am.
I just find myself realizing that I have no understanding for how normal people feel on a day to day basis. I have no idea what the normal level of anything is.
I am exhausted by myself. I don’t know how much of this is ADHD, but maybe someone will understand.
I am in a constant state of either overachieving (sometimes to a level of absurdity and often to a level that’s unnecessary), or dangerously underachieving. I either can’t sleep and am up all night, or I’m in bed early and can’t wake up in the morning.
My insecurities, self doubt and perpetual personal embarrassment leads me to overshare, over-apologize and overcompensate to the point that it’s off-putting and makes me look weak and incapable when I am neither of those things.
I feel emotions so strongly and am willing to tackle mine, but I can barely watch movies or tv shows anymore. I can’t allow myself to be this emotionally affected by something that isn’t real. It wasn’t always like this, but it seems to get worse and worse.
I used to write music… I’ve written hundreds of songs. I can barely listen to music anymore. It’s too much. It affects me far too much. I can’t perform anymore because I can’t sing without crying. I can’t hear myself, I can’t focus, I can’t see. Everything on stage is too loud, too bright, too busy - too much. I could have been someone if I had been able to handle it, but I never really could and faking it got too hard.
I watched a show today for the first time in a while. I got obsessed with the characters, watching their love story felt physically painful, I binged the entire 10 episodes and then spent several hours reading articles, reviews, anything I could find just to stay in the story - just to try and find more details. It doesn’t feel normal. It occurs to me that most people watch something, enjoy it or not and then go about their day. I wonder what that’s like.
I can’t understand what people are saying to me if there’s background noise. It’s like they’re speaking another language sometimes. But I can do a million things at once if it’s quiet.
I don’t hate myself. I have a lot of good qualities. I’m a good parent and enjoy my children more than most people seem to. I’m just so tired of dealing with me all the time. I’m exhausted by the constant alarms, the constant reminders, Alexa going off 30 times a day telling me to clock in, clock out, take my medication, eat lunch, be here at 5, be here at 7, start the crockpot, order groceries. I hate the noise, I hate that I can’t live without it.
I struggle with alcohol in phases. But it helps - or it does in the moment, anyway. But the next day the anxiety, the absent mindedness, the struggle to focus is a million times worse. I’ve never tried drugs because I know exactly who I would become if I did - another reason I stopped performing.
I’m medicated for ADHD and I know I need to be, I couldn’t function without it. But I wish someone could explain to me what it feels like in a normal brain. I wish someone could teach me to process things in a way that would give me some relief.
I wrote 82 pages of training material for my job last week, entirely from memory. But I can’t remember to clock out for lunch every day. I’ve taught myself how to do everything from repairing household appliances to designing/sewing my own clothes to doing my own taxes. But I can’t seem to make myself understand how to successfully navigate most social situations.
Love has been especially hard. My attachments to people have been unhealthy in every way I could possibly manage. I left one abusive marriage and immediately replaced that with a second one.
When I met my current husband, I felt instantly connected to him. He made me feel safe in a way I had never felt before and he showed me care in a way that I had never experienced, not even with my own family. I had been searching my whole life to feel that way - So I burned my entire life to the ground to be with him. Whatever I had to do, as long as it didn’t hurt my kids, I did it. I didn’t hurt them - but I hurt a lot of other people. And I didn’t care. I accepted the shame, the embarrassment, the rumors and judgements and insults and just… took it. It was worth it.
But being healthy with him is so hard sometimes. I love him and can’t lose him, so I have to try and I’ll keep trying every day. I can’t let my kids down, so I’ll leave the alarms and the reminders on. Even on my days when I’m the bare minimum of myself, I still show my family the love they deserve. I still show up at the talent show. I get up in the middle of the night when I remember the class spirit shirt that needs to be clean in the morning.
But I’m exhausted.
And I often wish I could “go find less.” But I’m stuck with me, so I hope one day I can get used to being a lot.

It is no coincidence that we might suddenly feel tired and discouraged right as we go to pray or study the Bible. These are demonic attacks, trying to keep us from the truth. We must recognize these feelings as attacks, and fight back by enduring and persevering, praying and reading anyway. As we persevere, the feelings will fade.
Satan also attacks with blasphemous and distractive thoughts. We must be aware that such thoughts are demonic attacks, and immediately reject them. When a thought enters our minds, it captivates us and seems as if it must be true. We must understand that not every thought that enters our minds is the truth — there is a constant spiritual battle occurring. When we fully desire obedience to God, His righteousness, and continually take steps to improve ourselves, we can be assured that any thoughts that discourage us from God are lies from Satan.
Satan is a spirit that enters our minds and affects our feelings, not a creature with horns and a pitchfork. Still, the common depiction of an angel on one shoulder and a demon the other has a lot of truth to it. For example, at times God will give us an enlightenment or an awareness of a change we need to make in our lives. Almost instantly, Satan will try to convince us to ignore the heavenly message. This is an extremely subtle dynamic. If we listen to God, a chain reaction of good thoughts and actions will follow. If we listen to Satan and ignore God, we give Satan greater entry to create more disorder and delusion. Understanding this dynamic in our thoughts, examining them all, and learning to better listen to God and reject Satan, are major keys in progressing on God’s narrow path. This discernment is a gift from the Holy Spirit. It grows as our obedience to God grows. Our obedience to God grows through our discipline: Praying more, reading and meditating on the Bible more, and separating from vices and bad influences.
When we are living in disobedience, God may allow certain thoughts to enter our minds, in order to direct us to Him. God lets us go through hardship to mold our character, or to show us that certain relationships we are in are not good. God is always working to direct us to Him. Even when we are being obedient, God still allows Satan to attack our thoughts, in order to forge us stronger and keep us aware of the ever-lurking enemy. Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walking about, seeking whom he may devour. (1 Peter 5:8)
Everyone is attacked by Satan in their thoughts. Jesus was often attacked. He persevered through his faith, prayer and knowledge of the Bible (Matthew 4). Jesus’s disciples were also attacked. Satan attacked Peter’s thoughts to not only hurt Peter, but also to use Peter to try to discourage Jesus.(Matthew 16:22-23)
Again, every one is attacked, but those who walk in obedience are keen to defending themselves because they can quickly recognize a demonic attack. God gives us this awareness as we become more obedient to Him, pray more, and increase in knowledge of His Word. Also, understand that the more a person is walking in disobedience, the more liable they are to be used by Satan to try to deceive and deter. In the past you walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now works in the children of disobedience (Eph 2:2)
My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge (Hosea 4:6)
Satan knows that his end is near, and that he is destined for hell, so he is not going to stop trying to take us out with him. When we persevere through the discouraging feelings, Satan sends blasphemous and distractive thoughts. When we reject those, he attacks someone near us and uses them to try to confuse us. When we see through that, he attacks in our dreams.
Through time and experience, we become better and better at seeing through Satan’s attacks. When we can recognize the attacks, we can reject them. Rejecting them becomes easier the more obedient we are to God, and the more knowledgeable we are of the Bible. The Bible gives us countless examples of Satan’s attacks, and countless examples of God protecting His obedient and enduring children.
People struggle to believe what they can’t see. Most of the world are being manipulated by Satan, because they are unaware he and a spiritual war even exist. If you tell someone, even so-called Christians, that evil spirits and demons exist, many will think you’re insane. Such people clearly have not studied the whole Bible, or pick and choose what verses they want to believe. The entire Bible is the truth, and the truth is hard to swallow.
Furthermore, true servants of God need to be very careful of whom they communicate at length with. The truth is, anyone who is not all-in for God is liable to being used by the devil. The less obedient to God someone is, the more ripe they are to be used for Satan's schemes. Take this fact and move with caution, always observing peoples' fruits, but do not let it make you paranoid. Fear is another confusion of the devil. For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind (2 Tim 1:7). We all need to use discernment in our lives, and determine who is and who is not supporting our walks with God. Cutting off friends and family can be very difficult, but God often requires it. Jesus said Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword. For I am come to set a man at variance against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughter in law against her mother in law. And a man's foes shall be they of his own household. He that loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And he that taketh not his cross, and follows after me, is not worthy of me. He that finds his life shall lose it: and he that loses his life for my sake shall find it (Matthew 10:34-39)
Also, understand that when we start leveling up spiritually, Satan turns ups his attacks in an attempt to stop us. "New levels, new devils". So long as we are striving to walk in obedience, we can take these attacks as signs that we are moving in the right direction.
The best teacher is the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit gives us the discernment to see through Satan’s attacks. This discernment increases as we fight and endure, work to clean up our lives and depart from bad company. These things are accomplished by finding more alone time to read the Bible, meditate on it, and pray. When doing these works, remember to expect distractive and discouraging thoughts and be quick to recognize them as demonic attacks, reject them and persevere. Satan can not stop us. All he can do is lie to us, or use other people to create confusion, to try to have us stop ourselves. Always be quick to call God in prayer. God always wins. Even in our losses, God is setting us up for victory.

I was laying in bed and i started feeling very tired and confused was the start the best way i can explain was i felt like locked in my brain I could move but it was kinda hard and i could talk with great effprt but i felt like i was far away or something idk. Then my hand went numb felt lots and lots of pins and needles and in my legs from toes to knees. My hands curled up and i couldnt feel them or move them at first and over time the effect slowly wore off and i could move them a bit. I couldnt feel my legs either idk if the muscles were clenched or anything cause i couldnt feel them. It was super scary and even before the numbness and stuff i started crying and felt just a huge off feeling.
This has happened before but a bit different i was in bed again and my hands were above my head and they started going numb (we brought my hands down when they started feeling numb) and they started hurting so bad it was excruciating and they curled up the exact same way numbness was only in my hands that time. This lasted like 10 minutes ish both times though the more recent time (the time i talked about first was a bit longer i think)
What is this? Are these seizures? What could cause this?
Im still in the process of finding out what is causing all the symptoms i experience daily so i dont really want to list them since most if not all symptoms could be explained by lupus. I plan on getting a referal to nuerology because my rhuem recommended that but she doesnt even know about these two episdoes cause the most recent happened like 20 minutes ago
18 afab, 95 ish lbs, 5'1" About 16 weeks pregnant (not intentional and not keeping it) Diagnosed with Lupus a little over half a year ago Taking plaquenil 200mg once daily
Dont drink but used to occasionally Dont smoke but i used to vape Smoke weed (carts/ pens) almost daily

Hi all need some help. My betta fish Hans isn’t doing too well. I am unsure of the exact reason so I will list all the details I can. I got him in September and he was alone in a 2.5 gallon tank (all I was able at the time) with a heater, filter, hammock leaf and silk plants, and weekly water changes. And he’s been fine. Within the past few weeks he’s gotten a little slower, and starts to gasp for air. Early this week I discovered that our tap water became acidic (was reading 6.2 or less) I am unsure as to how long as I would only test strip once a month or if anything seemed off. and I believe that this might be his issue. I also heard that low ph also causes low oxygen. I was able to get him into a 5 gallon on Thursday. I used all of his water and some bottled water to fill up the 5gal. It was reading 6.4ph that afternoon. That night our tap got fixed and is reading between 7.0-7.2. I did a water change with that and now the tank water is reading around 6.8. I am planning to do another partial change Saturday afternoon (today). Through this whole thing it’s read no nitrates no nitrites no ammonia and has maintained a temperature of 76-82z He has gotten just slightly better. He has gone from laying on the floor most of the time at the beginning of the week, to now I can see he’s trying to get up more, but he has trouble pulling himself up. He tries to move and then gets very tired. He reminds me of someone with asthma with the way that he is acting. He eats a couple pellets a day, I’ve been able to get him to eat atleast 6 a day through all this. Is there anything else I can do to help him? And is there anything else I should be testing for?

If you're an avid fan of Indian Premier League (IPL) cricket, you know the thrill of watching teams like the Mumbai Indians and Kolkata Knight Riders battle it out on the pitch. But what if you're living in the United States, thousands of miles away from the action? Don't worry, my friend, you're not alone. The broadcasting rights of IPL can make it tricky to watch the games live in the USA. But fear not, for there is a solution that can unlock the digital shackles - a VPN!
VPN or Virtual Private Network is your ultimate ticket to watching every game of IPL 2023 live. It can change your digital location to India, provide you with a new IP address, and safeguard your online presence from prying eyes. Plus, it's easy to set up and use, even if you're not tech-savvy.
So, how does a VPN work, and how can it help you watch IPL 2023 in the USA? First, a VPN encrypts your internet traffic and reroutes it through a remote server located in a different country. This process masks your original IP address and assigns you a new one, making it seem like you're browsing the internet from a different location.
Secondly, VPNs can bypass geo-restrictions and content blocks by granting you access to IPL live streams that are only available in India. By connecting to an Indian server, you can access streaming services like Hotstar and watch every game of IPL 2023 in real-time.
But not all VPNs are created equal and choosing the right one can make all the difference. Look for a VPN provider that offers fast connection speeds, reliable servers in India, and excellent customer support. Also, make sure that the VPN you choose has a strict no-logging policy to protect your privacy.
From VPN to ESPN+: A Five-Step Guide to Watching IPL in the USA"
So, you're a cricket fan living in the USA, and you want to watch Indian Premier League (IPL) live streams. Unfortunately, strict broadcasting rights can make it challenging to access IPL games from outside India. But don't throw in the towel just yet. With the help of a VPN and ESPN+, you can watch IPL games in the USA hassle-free.
Here's a five-step guide on how to watch IPL in the USA using a VPN and ESPN+:
Step 1: Pick a VPN with servers in India.
I suggest NordVPN, as it offers fast speeds, reliable servers in India, and excellent customer support. And guess what? It's currently 63% off! That's a pretty sweet deal.
Step 2: Download and launch the VPN on your device.
NordVPN is easy to set up and use, even if you're not a tech whiz. Simply download the app, log in, and connect to an Indian server.
Step 3: Connect to an Indian server.
Connecting to an Indian server will give you an Indian IP address, which will unlock access to IPL live streams that are only available in India.
Step 4: Visit ESPN+ to find an IPL live stream.
ESPN+ is an online streaming service that offers live and on-demand sports content, including IPL games. Once you've connected to an Indian server using NordVPN, go to the ESPN+ website and search for IPL live streams.
Step 5: Relax and enjoy the cricket!
Now that you've successfully set up your VPN and connected to ESPN+, it's time to sit back, relax, and enjoy the cricket. Grab some snacks, put on your favorite jersey, and cheer for your favorite IPL team.
NordVPN
Are you tired of missing out on the Indian Premier League (IPL) action just because you live in the USA? Well, fret no more, my friend. NordVPN is here to save the day!
NordVPN is the best VPN for streaming IPL in the USA, and for a good reason. It boasts around 30 servers in India, making it ideal for unblocking live IPL streams. But that's not all. With over 5500 servers worldwide, NordVPN can unblock all sorts of streaming content, including BBC iPlayer, Sky Sports, Netflix Japan, and more. It's like having a world tour of streaming at your fingertips!
When it comes to streaming IPL, NordVPN's fast and reliable connections deliver buffer-free streaming, so you don't miss a single ball. Plus, with NordVPN, you don't have to worry about your online safety. Its instant kill switch and 256-bit AES encryption keep all your data safe and sound. You can sit back, relax, and enjoy the cricket without any worries.
But that's not all. NordVPN also offers excellent customer support, with 24/7 live chat support and a 30-day money-back guarantee. So, if you're not happy with the service, you can always get your money back, no questions asked.
SurfsharkVPN
Are you tired of missing out on IPL games just because you're not in India? Do you want to unblock streaming sites like ESPN, Netflix, and Disney+ in the USA? Look no further than Surfshark, the shark of VPNs!
Surfshark is the next best VPN for streaming IPL games, and it's not hard to see why. Along with three servers in India, Surfshark has a fleet of over 3200 servers located in 100 countries. That means you can unblock pretty much any streaming site you want, whenever you want, wherever you are. It's like having a magic wand that unlocks the entire streaming universe!
And with unlimited simultaneous connections, you can use Surfshark on multiple devices simultaneously. You can stream two IPL games at the same time or let your housemates unblock Netflix while you're streaming cricket. It's a win-win situation for everyone.
Surfshark is not just fast and reliable, but it's also affordable. It's a premium product with features like end-to-end encryption and some of the fastest VPN connection speeds in the market. So, you don't have to compromise on quality or safety to enjoy streaming IPL games in the USA.
But that's not all. Surfshark also offers a 30-day money-back guarantee, 24/7 customer support, and a strict no-logging policy. You can enjoy streaming IPL games in peace, knowing that your online presence is safe and secure.
IPVanishVPN
Are you tired of not being able to watch IPL games live in the USA? Do you want a VPN that's fast, reliable, and secure? Look no further than IPVanishVPN, the VPN that makes your streaming woes vanish into thin air!
IPVanish is another VPN we recommend for unblocking IPL streams. Its fleet of servers includes eight servers in India and 2000 around the world, making it a trusted option for unblocking IPL cricket and major streaming sites. With IPVanish, you can access streaming sites like Netflix, Hulu, and Amazon Prime Video with ease.
But that's not all. IPVanish delivers fast connections that are secure and private. It's reliable, consistent, and keeps you safe with end-to-end encryption and a kill switch. So, you can stream IPL games without any interruptions or security concerns.
IPVanish also offers a user-friendly interface, excellent customer support, and a 30-day money-back guarantee. You can try it out risk-free and see for yourself why it's one of the best VPNs for streaming IPL in the USA.
Cricket Streaming in the USA: Where to Watch IPL 2022 Online and How to Unblock it with a VPN
Are you a cricket fan living in the USA, wondering where to watch Indian Premier League (IPL) 2022 online? Look no further, my friend. We've got you covered. But, there's a catch. To ensure you have access to all the games and channels, you'll need a VPN to get around content blocks. Don't worry; it's not as complicated as it sounds.
Here are some streaming services you can use to watch IPL in the USA and how much they cost:
ESPN+
ESPN+ is an online streaming service that offers live and on-demand sports content, including IPL games. It costs $5.99 per month or $59.99 per year. But, remember, you'll need a VPN to access IPL live streams on ESPN+.
Willow TV
Willow TV is a streaming service that specializes in cricket content. It offers live and on-demand access to IPL games, among other cricket events. It costs $9.99 per month or $59.99 per year.
Amazon Prime Video
Amazon Prime Video is a subscription-based streaming service that offers a wide range of movies, TV shows, and sports content, including IPL games. It costs $8.99 per month or $119 per year. But, like with ESPN+, you'll need a VPN to access IPL live streams on Amazon Prime Video.
JioCinema
JioCinema is an Indian streaming service that offers IPL live streams, among other content. It's free to use, but you'll need a VPN to access it from outside India.
Watch IPL Cricket on Your Windows or Mac PC: The Easy Guide You Can't Miss!
Are you a Windows or Mac user who wants to watch IPL cricket games on your PC? Look no further; we've got you covered. With these quick instructions, you can watch IPL on your PC hassle-free.
Step 1: Download a VPN on your computer so you can change your IP address.
A VPN (Virtual Private Network) allows you to change your digital location and access content that's only available in specific countries. We recommend NordVPN, as it has around 30 Indian servers and offers fast speeds, reliable connections, and excellent customer support.
Step 2: Install and launch NordVPN.
NordVPN is easy to set up and use. Once you've downloaded the app, install it on your PC, and log in to your account.
Step 3: Connect to an Indian server.
Connecting to an Indian server will give you an Indian IP address, which will unlock access to IPL live streams that are only available in India.
Step 4: Find an IPL stream and get watching!
Once you've connected to an Indian server using NordVPN, you can find an IPL stream on any of the streaming services we mentioned earlier, like ESPN+, Willow TV, Amazon Prime Video, or JioCinema. And that's it! You're ready to watch IPL cricket games on your Windows or Mac PC.
Watch IPL Cricket on Your Smartphone Anywhere, Anytime: The Ultimate Guide!
Are you a cricket fanatic who loves to watch IPL games on your smartphone? Are you tired of not being able to access IPL live streams because of geo-restrictions? Don't worry; we've got you covered. With these easy steps, you can unblock IPL on your iOS or Android smartphone and enjoy cricketing nirvana anytime, anywhere.
Step 1: Download a VPN that supports mobile devices.
To unblock IPL live streams on your smartphone, you'll need a VPN that supports mobile devices. We recommend NordVPN, as it has fantastic apps for iOS and Android, and offers fast speeds, reliable connections, and excellent customer support.
Step 2: Open the app and set up an account.
Once you've downloaded the NordVPN app on your smartphone, open it and set up an account. It's easy and straightforward, and NordVPN offers a 30-day money-back guarantee, so you can try it out risk-free.
Step 3: Find an Indian server and connect.
To unblock IPL live streams, you need to connect to an Indian server using NordVPN. NordVPN has a fleet of servers in India, so you can easily find an Indian server and connect to it.
Step 4: You're ready to find an IPL stream and enjoy the cricket!
Once you've connected to an Indian server using NordVPN, you're ready to find an IPL stream and enjoy the cricket. You can use any of the streaming services we mentioned earlier, like ESPN+, Willow TV, Amazon Prime Video, or JioCinema.
Stream IPL on Your Favorite Devices with a VPN: The Ultimate Guide!
Are you a cricket fan who wants to stream IPL games on your favorite streaming devices like Roku, Apple TV, Firestick, or Kodi? Do you want to unblock IPL live streams without any hassle? Look no further; we've got you covered. With these easy steps, you can connect your VPN to your router and stream IPL games on your favorite devices.
Step 1: Download a recommended VPN.
To stream IPL games on your favorite devices, you'll need a VPN that's compatible with routers. We recommend NordVPN, as it's easy to set up and use, and offers fast speeds, reliable connections, and excellent customer support.
Step 2: Connect the VPN to your router.
Once you've downloaded NordVPN, you'll need to connect it to your router. You can do this by following the instructions provided by NordVPN or contacting their customer support for assistance.
Step 3: Select an Indian server location.
To unblock IPL live streams, you need to select an Indian server location using NordVPN. NordVPN has a fleet of servers in India, so you can easily find an Indian server and connect to it.
Step 4: Plug your chosen streaming stick into your TV.
Once you've connected NordVPN to your router and selected an Indian server location, you can plug your chosen streaming stick into your TV.
Step 5: Switch on the TV, launch an app that streams IPL and settle down for some cricket!
Now, you're ready to switch on your TV, launch an app that streams IPL, and settle down for some cricketing nirvana. You can use any of the streaming services we mentioned earlier, like ESPN+, Willow TV, Amazon Prime Video, or JioCinema.
Conclusion
Watching IPL cricket games from anywhere in the world is no hassle when you use a VPN. A VPN can give you a new IP address and bypass geo-blocks, enabling you to watch your favorite Indian Cricket League team play live. But that's not all; using a VPN also encrypts your data, keeps your activity anonymous, and ultimately keeps you more protected online.
We recommend going with a respected VPN provider like NordVPN, as it offers fast speeds, reliable connections, excellent customer support, and a 30-day money-back guarantee. NordVPN has a fleet of servers in India, making it easy to unblock IPL live streams and enjoy cricketing nirvana.
So, don't let geo-restrictions, snooping ISPs, annoying content blocks, or data-stealing hackers ruin your IPL cricket watching experience. Download NordVPN and enjoy unblocked streaming content from all over the world hassle-free. With NordVPN, you can cheer for your favorite IPL team and experience cricketing nirvana no matter where you are in the world.

This post is not against Keto diet this is just to educate people about what are the benefits and drawbacks of getting into Keto diet especially if you don’t want to follow it long term.
So if you are struggling with weight loss then I think you should have definitely heard about Keto diet, especially you might have seen a lot of diet plans regarding Keto especially for Ramzan, the people who are providing the diet plans can probably claim you can lose upto 10-20 kg weight in one month and they are not wrong it definitely works but why it’s not idle for individuals who just want to keep it short term.
Before going into detail a Keto diet is a scientifically proven diet plan that suggests low carbohydrates and high fats intake from the foods you eat, an average person eats upto 300-400 grams of carbs per day and Keto diet restricts you on 15-20 grams of carbohydrates ( for some people who are on Keto diet for long time it can go upto 50 grams of carbs per day).
Is Keto diet effective? Yes it is basically when you start Keto diet you will not eat rice, anything made of flour, sugar and most of the fruits that you find which are considered healthy are also not allowed. So what do you eat on keto, you mostly rely on meats , cheese, butter and some veggies like okra, cucumber etc.
The weight you will lose on keto for at least first two months are majority of water weight so when you leave keto and go back to your previous eating patterns you will gain back all the water weight back as whatever diet you will follow it will cut overall fat from your body and there is no such thing as fat spot reduction from an specific area of your body whatever diet plan or exercise you do it will at least take 6-8 weeks to get targeted on your stomach because that’s the region where all of the stubborn fats are stored (male) for female these fats are stored in triceps, hips and sides/thighs, so when you do keto for 1-2 months all the it never had the chance to go and target your belly fat as for starting weeks it was targeting your arms, face and chest.
Your belly fat will not go overnight or in couple of months if you weight 100kg , you will at least have to follow it for 5-6 months for the results.
I started keto last year I weighed 102kg at that time I’m 5.8 tall and my job is work from home so I don’t get much chance to go out I was also lazy at that time so I hated exercises, I ran into keto and bought a diet plan from a reputable nutrition who gave me 2 months plan and promised me I will lose at least 5 kg of weight in first month if I followed it properly I gave it a try and with 15 days I have lost 8 kgs , that was absolutely amazing I asked the nutrition why they told me only 5 kg when I lost a lot more than 5kg just in 15 days they said although it’s possible but everybody is different so they keep the low key scenario, so I followed 1800kcal diet for 2 months and lost almost 18 kg by that I was so happy by that , so I get the next plan which was the nightmare IF(intermediate fasting) I was on 1200kcal per day and I didn’t get any lunch , only breakfast and dinner, skipping lunch wasn’t the problem through I was continuously eating meat sometimes vegetables that I got tired of them and could not eat them anymore, my jaws started hurting and I couldn’t eat them as I felt vomiting so I just ate few spoons of it and throw everything, you can say I was basically starving, I searched this issue on the internet and found out other people have this issue too and what they do is chop the food in blender and drank it , that strategy works for some food but some really tastes bad and for that I have to cover up my nose and just drank them like a mad man so I don’t felt hungry, I somehow passes that two months of IF and Lost total of 13.5kg which is actual fat this time so in total I lost 31.5 kg in 4 months without going to the gym only through keto.
After this life hit me really hard with family stress and other personal issues so I gain back almost all the weight I lost , within the same year at the start of this year I weight 94kg and wasn’t happy about it at all , but after January I made up my mind to pick a healthy lifestyle as I don’t want to a person that is only loved by my mother, I’m doing very good in my career and earning a handsome 6 figure salary so my weight is the only downside that I have , on February I started keto again and started the gym it was really tough for me but I went through it and lost 8 kg of water weight so by the end of feb I weighed 88 kg , I switched to the calorie deficit diet of 1200kcal on which can ate small amount of rice someday orange juice and someday sweet potatoes as well, till now I weighed 86 kg but my gym trainer said now you are not only losing fat but also building muscles through strength training and I do agree with him as my performance are definitely increasing I use to do strength exercises with 2.5 kg dumbbells and weights and now I can easily go with 8 kg dumbbells and 10-12.5 kg bench presses 15 reps with quality I burn almost 800-900 kcal daily in the gym and if you compare my daily random calories they all add upto 1100-1200kcal daily, I know this might sound a rookie joke to some people but for someone who never went to gym it’s a big achievement especially after workouts when my trainer compliments me for giving my 100% especially in theses days of ramzan where people are going low key in the gym I’m still giving my 100% until I fall.
I’m not going into details as you can find all the information on keto diet online I’m here to talk about is it practical for us south Asians to adopt it into our lives or not, this post becomes longer because I also need to add the my experience with keto without that people would not understand it.
As someone who grows up eating rice and flour I found it really hard to believe keto is idle for us Pakistani sure there might be some people who will be able to adopt it but majority will fail and don’t feel bad about it you are human , but try to understand differences between healthy and un healthy foods, that samosa ,jalebi, pakoray , kheer you eat is a cancer for your body especially people who are overweight, cut sweet dishes from your food totally, eat fresh and healthy like boil rice ground beef , chicken, oats, fresh orange juice not daily but once or twice a week daily stop eating from outside don’t use any packet masala cook food in home made spices , understand the difference between complex carbohydrates and simple carbohydrates, track what you eat don’t treat yourselves like a dustbin that you can throw anything inside of it , hit the gym there is no shortcut for a healthy lifestyle, I could have waited 1-2 months to post this when I got back to 70kg but I don’t wanted to waste ramzan the holy month of miracle to tell you guys about , this month can change your life if you make up your mind and decided to choose a healthy lifestyle. ✌️

So wife has put 135 miles on our 2023 carbon cx-5. Today she found some nice sharp metal that gashed the rear tire two places. 1” long gashes in the tread and between. Went flat in less than 5 minutes! Glad it comes with a spare vice tire inflator kit (Honda crv hybrid my dad just bought) Off to find a new Toyo tomorrow!

So, me a 16 year old boy, was somebody that struggled with anxiety and insomnia for months because of highschool. I would usually get 4 hours of sleep, stay awake for an 2 hours, fall back asleep for another 90 minutes. I would feel groggy the rest of the day. Nowadays however, in 5.5 hours of sleep I feel refreshed. No matter how calm I am I can get 5.5 hours max most days. According to my Apple Watch I get plenty of rem sleep in that time. Have I somehow adapted? It’s hard me to accept I need way less sleep now. I am on Abilify and occasionally take hydroxyzine fyi. Doc hasn’t diagnosed me with any specific disorders but on days without Abilify/hydroxyzine I get 3 hours of sleep usually and don’t feel as tired as I should.

I (F) go to a crossfit gym where people bring their dogs and tie them up outside. We all play with the dogs. Today I saw a small dog and it was tied awfully close to the front door. When I entered, it walked up towards the door area. Then when I was in the gym, no one was around the entrance and the dog walked up by the door again and looked at me. I thought it was an innocent dog and assumed it was friendly since it was there at the gym. I came out and approached it, then it attacked me without warning…bit my thumb and leg. I should have known better to not approach a dog. It hurt, my leg was bleeding and bruised/swelled up fast.
The other people around told me to inform the owner. I told him, he kind of had a smirk on his face and said “he bit you just now?” He said his dog is just scared. So he moved it away from the main door. He didn’t ask how I am, or even inquire about my wound.
He later got annoyed when I told a good friend what happened and asked why I was still talking about it (I didn’t realize he was near me).
I don’t know this guy well but based on people’s reaction to learning what happened, he does not seem liked. He does come across aggressive.
Someone did tell me to get his info, but I did not bc I didn’t understand the need. I ended up going to urgent care after calling my doctor. I got the wound irrigated, a tetanus shot, and antibiotics. The doctor is adamant that I contact him for proof of his dogs rabbis vaccine. Otherwise, she wants me to report it to animal control.
I emailed the gym manager that witnessed this go down and asked that they contact him for the proof of his dogs vax . I also said they can give him my info.
I’m not sure how cooperative he will be. I don’t know his last name, I’ve only seen him twice now. If i report it to animal control, i guess they can track him down from the gym. I can also ask my friend that works there for his last name.
I just feel sad and annoyed this happened. I spent the last 5 hours of my friday night at urgent care and will have to deal with this through the weekend. I woke up this morning so tired and looking forward to the weekend so I could get much needed rest.
I am trying to think of the bright side. I learned a lesson about approaching dogs and came away with minor injuries.

It's happened enough that I'm tired of it, my last 3 invades on Hunter difficulty ended in under 5 seconds each because whoever I am invading is speed hacking/teleport hacking.
Invade begins -> 3 crystals on the map all show they are being attacked at the same time -> kicked out of invade because 3 crystals have been destroyed.
Considering you never have to actually leave the dungeon (assuming you never die) it's the actual perfect place for bots. SBI should really look into this if they aren't already.