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Bought the P60 Pro because it is 4G only but with new hardware. Amazing phone! Cannot find the SAR values though? Anybody has any idea where to find this info? Its literally non existant on the net... Thanks!
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2023.06.05 07:51 HeadOfSpectre Blue Lagoon
I knew that Ray liked to party, but this was a little too much. He was on the dance floor with a spaced out look in his eye, dancing like he’d just stepped out of some 1980s music video. The people around him didn’t seem all that put off, but they were probably almost as high as he was.
Almost, being the operative word in that sentence.
Look, I get it. I like to party too from time to time. But you gotta be smart about it. You gotta know where your limit is, and I don’t think that Ray knew his limit.
***
I’d never actually been to this part of town before, but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Ray and I had just closed the deal of our careers and figured a little celebration was in order. I’d initially figured we’d just have a few drinks and maybe get laid. But when he broke out the molly, I wasn’t going to say no and the next hour or so after that was fucking killer.
Then we’d ran into that dude at the bar.
This guy was… well, he looked like he was on drugs, not like he sold them. He had messy hair, a grin that said: ‘I just farted!’ and I’m pretty sure he was covered in glitter. He was wearing a hot pink suit, with a neon blue bowtie, on top of a regular black tie. Yeah. Two ties.
Anyways, he must’ve realized that we were also high off our asses, because as we took a seat at the bar he came right over to us, wearing that ‘I just farted’ grin and chatted us up.
“Hey man! You two having a good time tonight?”
“Fuck yeah we are!” Ray replied, “Fucking love your getup, man!”
“Aww hell yeah, brother!”
The Glitter Man went in for a high five and Ray reciprocated.
“You having a party?” He asked.
“Yeah, just closed a fuckin BIG ASS client. Fuck yeah, we’re having a party!”
“Oh man, then I’ve got just the thing for you! Check this shit out.”
Glitter Man reached into his suit jacket and took out a gunmetal gray cigarette case. He opened it, showing us a collection of small neon blue pills inside.
“These right here? These are gonna kick your night up a whole other notch,” He promised. “You want in?”
Ray stared down at the pills, and I could see his eyes widening like a kid who'd just walked into a candy shop.
“Fuck yeah, I want in!” He said with barely a moment of hesitation, and that is when I stepped in.
“Wait up, the fuck are these?” I asked. “Molly?”
“Nah, man. It’s a new thing. Been calling it Blue Lagoon. Trust me, this is the shit! One pill… and you’re never gonna forget tonight. I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds.”
“How much?” Ray asked.
“Tell you what, man. I’ll hook you both up for ten bucks a pop!”
Ray started reaching for his wallet, but I stopped him.
“Dude, we don’t even know what this shit is!” I said.
“C’mon, loosen your asshole and live a little, Geoff!” Ray replied, pulling away from me. “Sorry about my friend, man. He just needs a few more drinks.”
“Hey, no worries!”
Ray handed over twenty bucks and Glitter Man dropped two pills into his hand, before taking off.
“See you around!” He said, and that was it.
“You in this with me?” Ray asked, offering me one of the pills.
I didn’t answer, so he started making a ticking clock noise.
“Times almost up…” He sang, “You gonna get the stick out of your ass and party like a man, or are you gonna pussy out?”
I took the pill, sighed and put it in my mouth.
“ATTA FUCKIN’ BOY!” Ray cried and slapped me on the back, before taking his own pill. “Thought for sure you were gonna go all fuckin’ soft on me!” He teased, “Go full Mr. Mackey from South Park. ‘Drugs are bad, M’kay!’” He laughed at his own bad impression of the show.
He turned back to the bar, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
“Hey, my buddy and I are gonna have two dry martinis!” He said, “Dirty as you can fuckin’ make them!”
He popped one of the cigarettes into his mouth, and that was around the time I noticed that the world around me seemed… off…
I blinked slowly, looking around at the people in the bar. I could’ve sworn that I saw flowers blooming on their skin, but it was hard to get a look at them. They only ever seemed to be there when I wasn’t looking directly at them. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving behind the dance floor. Some tall, wandering shadow although I couldn’t get a good look at it either. I think that it might have looked at me, with eyes on stalks like some kind of slug. But I couldn’t be sure. It disappeared completely when I tried to look at it head on.
I looked over at the bartender, a relatively plain looking brunette. She glanced at me briefly as she shook our martinis, and I swore that I could see flowers growing out of her hair, wreathing her head in vibrant colors that were impossible to really describe.
I looked over at Ray, and he was staring at her too. I’m not sure what he was seeing, but whatever it was, it had to be beautiful! The man beside me had roses growing out of his eyes and whenever he laughed, I heard a chorus of angels singing. He was holding a giant chameleon that he kept petting, and it was looking at me.
“Think this is DMT?” It asked.
“Who the hell knows?” Said the man. His head was mostly flowers now.
Ray absentmindely handed me my martini, and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven. It tasted like a fresh donut, right out of the oven with the glaze still melty and warm. I wanted to cry from just how beautiful it was!
A hazy mist swirled around me, lifting me up to new levels of paradise. As Ray and I went to the dance floor to join the party, I felt at one with the universe.
A beautiful girl with flawless dark skin danced with me, as we danced I realized that my place in the cosmos was here! Right here!
And then I saw it, really, truly saw it. The grand tapestry of all things. It was right there in her eyes. Right there for me to see. An expanse of events, all seemingly unconnected save for the fact that they contributed to some great, glorious final outcome. A perfect future for all mankind, for all that existed beyond mankind. Hundreds of lives, thousands, millions, billions… perhaps even an infinite amount, all moving parts in an enormous machine, working toward the completion of a single function. Pawns in a grand game whose outcome had been determined outside of time. Every little piece would in it’s own way, fall into place exactly when it needed to, at the moment it needed to, each one carefully guided by a grand design, that operated exclusively through others. An outside force, that pushed them to trigger the events that would lead to the favorable outcome, and arguably, the only outcome, but there really was no big picture to be seen. The end result was something far less finite. It was a state of being. A higher state. A type of perfection that went beyond perfection. Oh, the knowledge of it burned so bright in my skull!
I hugged the girl that I was dancing with and we kissed. She told me that she was proud of me before promptly dissolving into a cloud of butterflies, and as I watched them fly away I laughed, knowing that they too were part of the fabric of the universe! I admired the crowd dancing around me, basking in their radiance. They seemed to go on forever and I could see every aspect of their lives in each of them. Their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I loved each of them, and looked into each of their souls, looking at what the greatest possible version of them might be.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow. The same one from before, possibly? I looked at it, watching as it surveyed the crowd. Despite its darkness, I could see its shiny white teeth and beady eyes. The eyes shifted to me for a moment where they lingered, but the shadow didn’t move.
Water flowed around me, distracting me from the shadow again. Fish swam past me, daring me to chase them and I obliged. They promised to take me to a mermaid and teach me how to live in the sea with them. Then I promptly threw up all over some poor girl who was just trying to dance, and after I apologized to her, I tried to explain to the fish that I just needed to sit down for a moment, but by then they’d already turned into seagulls and were just casually shitting on the dude they were sitting on.
I stumbled over to one of the booths and collapsed into it, trying to catch my breath.
“Would you like some cheese, sir.” Asked the sentient platter of cheese on the table underneath me.
“My name is Brie!” Said the brie.
I stared down at the platter, before picking up a cube of cheddar and trying to eat it. For some reason it tasted like a napkin. This was because it was actually a napkin.
My skin felt cold, my hands were shaking a little. The music was way too loud and my mouth was dry.
I looked up.
There were no fantastical creatures around. No fish, no seagulls, no flowers, no talking cheese. Just a normal nightclub.
My head was kind of throbbing.
I took out my phone to look at it. It’d been about an hour since Ray and I had gotten our martinis. Had time really passed that quickly?
Speaking of which, where was Ray?
I looked around for him, before finding him still on the dance floor, dancing like a goddamn maniac. He didn’t seem to be coming down the way that I was. Maybe I’d puked some of the drug up when I’d vomited and it had cut my trip short?
Speaking of which, what the hell was that? DMT or something? I was pretty sure that I’d just hallucinated everything that had just happened. Those had to be hallucinations, right?
I shook my head, before trying to ground myself in the moment. I still felt dizzy and weak. I ended up going to the bar to just get some water before finding another seat where I could rest for a while while Ray partied his little heart out… and after another hour, I started thinking that maybe something was wrong with him.
I noticed that he only seemed to take a break once, and when he did, it was only to head to the bar to get another hard drink. While he was there, I noticed him slipping a familiar gunmetal gray cigarette case out of his pocket. He downed some pills from inside and chased them with a generous sip of whatever he’d gotten. Then, swaying like an idiot he put the cigarette case back in his pocket and lumbered back to the party.
That idiot.
He must’ve bought the whole fucking case off of that weird guy we’d seen earlier! It was one thing to try some weird new drug like a dumbass, but this? This was insane!
I considered going up to him to ask him just what the hell he’d been thinking, but given how out of it he probably was, I knew there wouldn’t be much point to it.
So I resolved to just watch him, and make sure he got home safely like a responsible friend/co-worker. I didn’t really want a repeat of the Vancouver Incident where I’d had to drag him crying like a baby out of a convenience store at 4 AM because they were out of gummy bears. (He’d promised me that it would never happen again and up until now I’d held him to that.)
I guess if nothing else, Ray didn’t seem to be violent or anything while he was high. The bouncers in this place looked pretty tough, and I really didn’t want to have to watch them beat the crap out of him. And it wasn’t until around 2 AM when the party was dying down that I started to notice Ray acting strange. Well… strange compared to the way he’d been acting for most of the night.
He’d seemed more unstable on his feet and seemed less interested in dancing now. He kept looking around frantically, and I saw him take out the cigarette case to look for more pills.
I figured that this was probably the time to get up and stop him.
“Hey, hey… relax, man,” I said, coming up to him and stopping him from taking more of those pills. “Take it easy, alright?”
He looked over at me with wide, bloodshot eyes as I spoke to him.
“Geoff?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yeah, it’s me. Put the pills down. How many of those have you had?”
I took the case from him and looked inside, only to feel my stomach sink a little when I realized that it was empty.
It suddenly occurred to me that I probably should have been watching him closer, to make sure he didn’t take all of the goddamn mystery pills, and I quietly kicked myself for not thinking about that sooner!
“Well shit… you feeling okay, bud?” I asked.
“Fraid…” He slurred, “Universe is… wrong…”
His eyes suddenly widened, filled with a horror that I’m not sure I could properly describe.
“THERE!”
He pointed at something over my shoulder and I looked.
Behind me, sat the unknowable terror that lurks in all places where something ceases to exist and only absence remains… absolutely fucking nothing.
“Maybe we need to get you to a hospital…” I murmured.
“No hospital! N-no hospital!” He said, “Please… Geoff… j-just get me somewhere safe! Please!”
Yeah, I was definitely getting him to a hospital. I’d already made enough dumb decisions for the night. I didn’t really feel up to making one more.
“Alright, let’s get you someplace safe,” I said with a sigh. I took out my phone to call us a cab. “C’mon, Ray.”
He grabbed at me like a scared child as I led him out of the club, jumping at every shadow that we saw on the way out.
***
“So what exactly did he take?” The nurse asked me. She had a sort of deadpan, matter of fact tone and barely even looked at me, while Ray screamed bloody murder in the next room. I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly beaming with pride as I confessed to the nurse that Ray and I had partied in defiance of every 1980s anti-drug PSA we’d grown up with. But it needed to be done.
“I think the guy called it Blue Lagoon,” I said. “I don’t know how many he had, but it was a lot.”
“Blue Lagoon?” The nurse asked, “That’s a new one.”
“Yeah I’ve never heard of it either. I took one of the pills too,” I said. “I was seeing shit for about an hour before I came down. Like, mermaids, talking cheese, flowers… that kinda stuff.”
“So it’s a hallucinogen?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’ve never done DMT but I was thinking it might be similar to that? I don’t know.”
“We’ll take some bloodwork shortly, see if we can’t figure out some more,” She said before leaving me.
I quietly went back to Ray’s room, and watched as he fought against the restraints that bound him to the bed.
His face was bright red from all the screaming and he was sobbing like a little kid as he struggled.
“IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING FOR ME!”
I didn’t bother trying to talk to him. He was still pretty out of it, and he’d been screaming about something coming for him.
“GEOFF!” He sobbed, looking at me. I saw him trying to reach for my hand, “Don’t… don’t leave.. Don’t let him take me, Geoff… please… you gotta let me out of here, YOU GOTTA LET ME RUN!”
“Relax, you’re gonna be okay,” I promised. “I’m gonna stay right here with you.”
The words didn’t seem to do much for him. He just kept fighting and sobbing.
At around 4 in the morning, I finally slept. It was in a chair in one of the waiting rooms, since Ray was still screaming too loud for me to sleep in his room, but I slept. I figured that when I woke up, Ray would have sobered up a bit and we could both go home.
I was wrong.
When I woke up, there was a police officer standing over me, gently shaking my shoulder. My first thought was that the nurse we’d talked to had reported us for taking drugs (which I thought they weren’t supposed to do!) but no.
He just wanted to ask me a few questions about Ray.
My memories of talking to the police are hazy. I don’t entirely remember how the conversation went, but I knew that they’d asked me about where we’d been that night. They asked me if Ray had gotten into any fights, or if I knew anyone who might want to kill him. It wasn’t until around halfway through the conversation that I figured out that Ray was dead.
I never saw the body. It was covered when they wheeled it out of the room.
But I saw the blood.
Good God… all that fucking blood… more than I thought could fit in a person.
From what I heard, none of the nurses saw what happened. At some point, the screaming had just stopped and when they’d come in to check his vitals again, they were greeted by the gory mess that used to be Ray.
After the police talked to me, I didn’t hear a lot about the investigation into Ray’s death. To my knowledge, they never identified any suspects. Hell, I don’t even think they’re entirely sure about what killed him. I heard somebody say it could have been some kind of animal attack, but I think that got shot down pretty quickly, since where the fuck would the animal have come from?
The police cleared me as a suspect in the case pretty quickly, since I’d been asleep when it had happened and there were plenty of witnesses who could confirm I was in the waiting room, passed out.
I imagine that they talked to some people at the nightclub we’d been at too, but I don’t think anything ever came of that. I’d been watching Ray for most of the night. He’d been dancing and having a good time. The only time I hadn’t been keeping an eye on him was when I was hallucinating, and I highly doubt he picked a fight with someone who’d be willing to break into a hospital to murder him during the hour that I was indisposed! There was literally no logical reason he should have died the way he did! There wasn’t a single person I could possibly think of who could have killed him!
Person being the operative word here.
Before he died, Ray had been screaming about something coming for him. My memories of the hallucinations I had after I took that pill are a little hazy, but I remember the shadowy thing I glimpsed among the crowd a few times.
I remember the pitch that the guy who’d sold us the pills had made:
‘I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds!’
Call me crazy… but I’m wondering just how true that pitch was. Maybe not everything we saw after taking those pills was a hallucination. Maybe they let us see something… touch something… and they let that something touch us right back.
I don’t know for sure. But that’s the closest thing to an answer that I’ve got. Either way, I’ve been sober ever since that night and I think I’m going to stay that way.
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Almost, being the operative word in that sentence.
Look, I get it. I like to party too from time to time. But you gotta be smart about it. You gotta know where your limit is, and I don’t think that Ray knew his limit.
***
I’d never actually been to this part of town before, but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Ray and I had just closed the deal of our careers and figured a little celebration was in order. I’d initially figured we’d just have a few drinks and maybe get laid. But when he broke out the molly, I wasn’t going to say no and the next hour or so after that was fucking killer.
Then we’d ran into that dude at the bar.
This guy was… well, he looked like he was on drugs, not like he sold them. He had messy hair, a grin that said: ‘I just farted!’ and I’m pretty sure he was covered in glitter. He was wearing a hot pink suit, with a neon blue bowtie, on top of a regular black tie. Yeah. Two ties.
Anyways, he must’ve realized that we were also high off our asses, because as we took a seat at the bar he came right over to us, wearing that ‘I just farted’ grin and chatted us up.
“Hey man! You two having a good time tonight?”
“Fuck yeah we are!” Ray replied, “Fucking love your getup, man!”
“Aww hell yeah, brother!”
The Glitter Man went in for a high five and Ray reciprocated.
“You having a party?” He asked.
“Yeah, just closed a fuckin BIG ASS client. Fuck yeah, we’re having a party!”
“Oh man, then I’ve got just the thing for you! Check this shit out.”
Glitter Man reached into his suit jacket and took out a gunmetal gray cigarette case. He opened it, showing us a collection of small neon blue pills inside.
“These right here? These are gonna kick your night up a whole other notch,” He promised. “You want in?”
Ray stared down at the pills, and I could see his eyes widening like a kid who'd just walked into a candy shop.
“Fuck yeah, I want in!” He said with barely a moment of hesitation, and that is when I stepped in.
“Wait up, the fuck are these?” I asked. “Molly?”
“Nah, man. It’s a new thing. Been calling it Blue Lagoon. Trust me, this is the shit! One pill… and you’re never gonna forget tonight. I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds.”
“How much?” Ray asked.
“Tell you what, man. I’ll hook you both up for ten bucks a pop!”
Ray started reaching for his wallet, but I stopped him.
“Dude, we don’t even know what this shit is!” I said.
“C’mon, loosen your asshole and live a little, Geoff!” Ray replied, pulling away from me. “Sorry about my friend, man. He just needs a few more drinks.”
“Hey, no worries!”
Ray handed over twenty bucks and Glitter Man dropped two pills into his hand, before taking off.
“See you around!” He said, and that was it.
“You in this with me?” Ray asked, offering me one of the pills.
I didn’t answer, so he started making a ticking clock noise.
“Times almost up…” He sang, “You gonna get the stick out of your ass and party like a man, or are you gonna pussy out?”
I took the pill, sighed and put it in my mouth.
“ATTA FUCKIN’ BOY!” Ray cried and slapped me on the back, before taking his own pill. “Thought for sure you were gonna go all fuckin’ soft on me!” He teased, “Go full Mr. Mackey from South Park. ‘Drugs are bad, M’kay!’” He laughed at his own bad impression of the show.
He turned back to the bar, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
“Hey, my buddy and I are gonna have two dry martinis!” He said, “Dirty as you can fuckin’ make them!”
He popped one of the cigarettes into his mouth, and that was around the time I noticed that the world around me seemed… off…
I blinked slowly, looking around at the people in the bar. I could’ve sworn that I saw flowers blooming on their skin, but it was hard to get a look at them. They only ever seemed to be there when I wasn’t looking directly at them. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving behind the dance floor. Some tall, wandering shadow although I couldn’t get a good look at it either. I think that it might have looked at me, with eyes on stalks like some kind of slug. But I couldn’t be sure. It disappeared completely when I tried to look at it head on.
I looked over at the bartender, a relatively plain looking brunette. She glanced at me briefly as she shook our martinis, and I swore that I could see flowers growing out of her hair, wreathing her head in vibrant colors that were impossible to really describe.
I looked over at Ray, and he was staring at her too. I’m not sure what he was seeing, but whatever it was, it had to be beautiful! The man beside me had roses growing out of his eyes and whenever he laughed, I heard a chorus of angels singing. He was holding a giant chameleon that he kept petting, and it was looking at me.
“Think this is DMT?” It asked.
“Who the hell knows?” Said the man. His head was mostly flowers now.
Ray absentmindely handed me my martini, and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven. It tasted like a fresh donut, right out of the oven with the glaze still melty and warm. I wanted to cry from just how beautiful it was!
A hazy mist swirled around me, lifting me up to new levels of paradise. As Ray and I went to the dance floor to join the party, I felt at one with the universe.
A beautiful girl with flawless dark skin danced with me, as we danced I realized that my place in the cosmos was here! Right here!
And then I saw it, really, truly saw it. The grand tapestry of all things. It was right there in her eyes. Right there for me to see. An expanse of events, all seemingly unconnected save for the fact that they contributed to some great, glorious final outcome. A perfect future for all mankind, for all that existed beyond mankind. Hundreds of lives, thousands, millions, billions… perhaps even an infinite amount, all moving parts in an enormous machine, working toward the completion of a single function. Pawns in a grand game whose outcome had been determined outside of time. Every little piece would in it’s own way, fall into place exactly when it needed to, at the moment it needed to, each one carefully guided by a grand design, that operated exclusively through others. An outside force, that pushed them to trigger the events that would lead to the favorable outcome, and arguably, the only outcome, but there really was no big picture to be seen. The end result was something far less finite. It was a state of being. A higher state. A type of perfection that went beyond perfection. Oh, the knowledge of it burned so bright in my skull!
I hugged the girl that I was dancing with and we kissed. She told me that she was proud of me before promptly dissolving into a cloud of butterflies, and as I watched them fly away I laughed, knowing that they too were part of the fabric of the universe! I admired the crowd dancing around me, basking in their radiance. They seemed to go on forever and I could see every aspect of their lives in each of them. Their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I loved each of them, and looked into each of their souls, looking at what the greatest possible version of them might be.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow. The same one from before, possibly? I looked at it, watching as it surveyed the crowd. Despite its darkness, I could see its shiny white teeth and beady eyes. The eyes shifted to me for a moment where they lingered, but the shadow didn’t move.
Water flowed around me, distracting me from the shadow again. Fish swam past me, daring me to chase them and I obliged. They promised to take me to a mermaid and teach me how to live in the sea with them. Then I promptly threw up all over some poor girl who was just trying to dance, and after I apologized to her, I tried to explain to the fish that I just needed to sit down for a moment, but by then they’d already turned into seagulls and were just casually shitting on the dude they were sitting on.
I stumbled over to one of the booths and collapsed into it, trying to catch my breath.
“Would you like some cheese, sir.” Asked the sentient platter of cheese on the table underneath me.
“My name is Brie!” Said the brie.
I stared down at the platter, before picking up a cube of cheddar and trying to eat it. For some reason it tasted like a napkin. This was because it was actually a napkin.
My skin felt cold, my hands were shaking a little. The music was way too loud and my mouth was dry.
I looked up.
There were no fantastical creatures around. No fish, no seagulls, no flowers, no talking cheese. Just a normal nightclub.
My head was kind of throbbing.
I took out my phone to look at it. It’d been about an hour since Ray and I had gotten our martinis. Had time really passed that quickly?
Speaking of which, where was Ray?
I looked around for him, before finding him still on the dance floor, dancing like a goddamn maniac. He didn’t seem to be coming down the way that I was. Maybe I’d puked some of the drug up when I’d vomited and it had cut my trip short?
Speaking of which, what the hell was that? DMT or something? I was pretty sure that I’d just hallucinated everything that had just happened. Those had to be hallucinations, right?
I shook my head, before trying to ground myself in the moment. I still felt dizzy and weak. I ended up going to the bar to just get some water before finding another seat where I could rest for a while while Ray partied his little heart out… and after another hour, I started thinking that maybe something was wrong with him.
I noticed that he only seemed to take a break once, and when he did, it was only to head to the bar to get another hard drink. While he was there, I noticed him slipping a familiar gunmetal gray cigarette case out of his pocket. He downed some pills from inside and chased them with a generous sip of whatever he’d gotten. Then, swaying like an idiot he put the cigarette case back in his pocket and lumbered back to the party.
That idiot.
He must’ve bought the whole fucking case off of that weird guy we’d seen earlier! It was one thing to try some weird new drug like a dumbass, but this? This was insane!
I considered going up to him to ask him just what the hell he’d been thinking, but given how out of it he probably was, I knew there wouldn’t be much point to it.
So I resolved to just watch him, and make sure he got home safely like a responsible friend/co-worker. I didn’t really want a repeat of the Vancouver Incident where I’d had to drag him crying like a baby out of a convenience store at 4 AM because they were out of gummy bears. (He’d promised me that it would never happen again and up until now I’d held him to that.)
I guess if nothing else, Ray didn’t seem to be violent or anything while he was high. The bouncers in this place looked pretty tough, and I really didn’t want to have to watch them beat the crap out of him. And it wasn’t until around 2 AM when the party was dying down that I started to notice Ray acting strange. Well… strange compared to the way he’d been acting for most of the night.
He’d seemed more unstable on his feet and seemed less interested in dancing now. He kept looking around frantically, and I saw him take out the cigarette case to look for more pills.
I figured that this was probably the time to get up and stop him.
“Hey, hey… relax, man,” I said, coming up to him and stopping him from taking more of those pills. “Take it easy, alright?”
He looked over at me with wide, bloodshot eyes as I spoke to him.
“Geoff?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yeah, it’s me. Put the pills down. How many of those have you had?”
I took the case from him and looked inside, only to feel my stomach sink a little when I realized that it was empty.
It suddenly occurred to me that I probably should have been watching him closer, to make sure he didn’t take all of the goddamn mystery pills, and I quietly kicked myself for not thinking about that sooner!
“Well shit… you feeling okay, bud?” I asked.
“Fraid…” He slurred, “Universe is… wrong…”
His eyes suddenly widened, filled with a horror that I’m not sure I could properly describe.
“THERE!”
He pointed at something over my shoulder and I looked.
Behind me, sat the unknowable terror that lurks in all places where something ceases to exist and only absence remains… absolutely fucking nothing.
“Maybe we need to get you to a hospital…” I murmured.
“No hospital! N-no hospital!” He said, “Please… Geoff… j-just get me somewhere safe! Please!”
Yeah, I was definitely getting him to a hospital. I’d already made enough dumb decisions for the night. I didn’t really feel up to making one more.
“Alright, let’s get you someplace safe,” I said with a sigh. I took out my phone to call us a cab. “C’mon, Ray.”
He grabbed at me like a scared child as I led him out of the club, jumping at every shadow that we saw on the way out.
***
“So what exactly did he take?” The nurse asked me. She had a sort of deadpan, matter of fact tone and barely even looked at me, while Ray screamed bloody murder in the next room. I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly beaming with pride as I confessed to the nurse that Ray and I had partied in defiance of every 1980s anti-drug PSA we’d grown up with. But it needed to be done.
“I think the guy called it Blue Lagoon,” I said. “I don’t know how many he had, but it was a lot.”
“Blue Lagoon?” The nurse asked, “That’s a new one.”
“Yeah I’ve never heard of it either. I took one of the pills too,” I said. “I was seeing shit for about an hour before I came down. Like, mermaids, talking cheese, flowers… that kinda stuff.”
“So it’s a hallucinogen?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’ve never done DMT but I was thinking it might be similar to that? I don’t know.”
“We’ll take some bloodwork shortly, see if we can’t figure out some more,” She said before leaving me.
I quietly went back to Ray’s room, and watched as he fought against the restraints that bound him to the bed.
His face was bright red from all the screaming and he was sobbing like a little kid as he struggled.
“IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING FOR ME!”
I didn’t bother trying to talk to him. He was still pretty out of it, and he’d been screaming about something coming for him.
“GEOFF!” He sobbed, looking at me. I saw him trying to reach for my hand, “Don’t… don’t leave.. Don’t let him take me, Geoff… please… you gotta let me out of here, YOU GOTTA LET ME RUN!”
“Relax, you’re gonna be okay,” I promised. “I’m gonna stay right here with you.”
The words didn’t seem to do much for him. He just kept fighting and sobbing.
At around 4 in the morning, I finally slept. It was in a chair in one of the waiting rooms, since Ray was still screaming too loud for me to sleep in his room, but I slept. I figured that when I woke up, Ray would have sobered up a bit and we could both go home.
I was wrong.
When I woke up, there was a police officer standing over me, gently shaking my shoulder. My first thought was that the nurse we’d talked to had reported us for taking drugs (which I thought they weren’t supposed to do!) but no.
He just wanted to ask me a few questions about Ray.
My memories of talking to the police are hazy. I don’t entirely remember how the conversation went, but I knew that they’d asked me about where we’d been that night. They asked me if Ray had gotten into any fights, or if I knew anyone who might want to kill him. It wasn’t until around halfway through the conversation that I figured out that Ray was dead.
I never saw the body. It was covered when they wheeled it out of the room.
But I saw the blood.
Good God… all that fucking blood… more than I thought could fit in a person.
From what I heard, none of the nurses saw what happened. At some point, the screaming had just stopped and when they’d come in to check his vitals again, they were greeted by the gory mess that used to be Ray.
After the police talked to me, I didn’t hear a lot about the investigation into Ray’s death. To my knowledge, they never identified any suspects. Hell, I don’t even think they’re entirely sure about what killed him. I heard somebody say it could have been some kind of animal attack, but I think that got shot down pretty quickly, since where the fuck would the animal have come from?
The police cleared me as a suspect in the case pretty quickly, since I’d been asleep when it had happened and there were plenty of witnesses who could confirm I was in the waiting room, passed out.
I imagine that they talked to some people at the nightclub we’d been at too, but I don’t think anything ever came of that. I’d been watching Ray for most of the night. He’d been dancing and having a good time. The only time I hadn’t been keeping an eye on him was when I was hallucinating, and I highly doubt he picked a fight with someone who’d be willing to break into a hospital to murder him during the hour that I was indisposed! There was literally no logical reason he should have died the way he did! There wasn’t a single person I could possibly think of who could have killed him!
Person being the operative word here.
Before he died, Ray had been screaming about something coming for him. My memories of the hallucinations I had after I took that pill are a little hazy, but I remember the shadowy thing I glimpsed among the crowd a few times.
I remember the pitch that the guy who’d sold us the pills had made:
‘I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds!’
Call me crazy… but I’m wondering just how true that pitch was. Maybe not everything we saw after taking those pills was a hallucination. Maybe they let us see something… touch something… and they let that something touch us right back.
I don’t know for sure. But that’s the closest thing to an answer that I’ve got. Either way, I’ve been sober ever since that night and I think I’m going to stay that way.
2023.06.05 07:50 katherinedowney What Qualities Should You Find in the best crypto exchange in India?
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2023.06.05 07:48 HeadOfSpectre Blue Lagoon
I knew that Ray liked to party, but this was a little too much. He was on the dance floor with a spaced out look in his eye, dancing like he’d just stepped out of some 1980s music video. The people around him didn’t seem all that put off, but they were probably almost as high as he was.
Almost, being the operative word in that sentence.
Look, I get it. I like to party too from time to time. But you gotta be smart about it. You gotta know where your limit is, and I don’t think that Ray knew his limit.
***
I’d never actually been to this part of town before, but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Ray and I had just closed the deal of our careers and figured a little celebration was in order. I’d initially figured we’d just have a few drinks and maybe get laid. But when he broke out the molly, I wasn’t going to say no and the next hour or so after that was fucking killer.
Then we’d ran into that dude at the bar.
This guy was… well, he looked like he was on drugs, not like he sold them. He had messy hair, a grin that said: ‘I just farted!’ and I’m pretty sure he was covered in glitter. He was wearing a hot pink suit, with a neon blue bowtie, on top of a regular black tie. Yeah. Two ties.
Anyways, he must’ve realized that we were also high off our asses, because as we took a seat at the bar he came right over to us, wearing that ‘I just farted’ grin and chatted us up.
“Hey man! You two having a good time tonight?”
“Fuck yeah we are!” Ray replied, “Fucking love your getup, man!”
“Aww hell yeah, brother!”
The Glitter Man went in for a high five and Ray reciprocated.
“You having a party?” He asked.
“Yeah, just closed a fuckin BIG ASS client. Fuck yeah, we’re having a party!”
“Oh man, then I’ve got just the thing for you! Check this shit out.”
Glitter Man reached into his suit jacket and took out a gunmetal gray cigarette case. He opened it, showing us a collection of small neon blue pills inside.
“These right here? These are gonna kick your night up a whole other notch,” He promised. “You want in?”
Ray stared down at the pills, and I could see his eyes widening like a kid who'd just walked into a candy shop.
“Fuck yeah, I want in!” He said with barely a moment of hesitation, and that is when I stepped in.
“Wait up, the fuck are these?” I asked. “Molly?”
“Nah, man. It’s a new thing. Been calling it Blue Lagoon. Trust me, this is the shit! One pill… and you’re never gonna forget tonight. I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds.”
“How much?” Ray asked.
“Tell you what, man. I’ll hook you both up for ten bucks a pop!”
Ray started reaching for his wallet, but I stopped him.
“Dude, we don’t even know what this shit is!” I said.
“C’mon, loosen your asshole and live a little, Geoff!” Ray replied, pulling away from me. “Sorry about my friend, man. He just needs a few more drinks.”
“Hey, no worries!”
Ray handed over twenty bucks and Glitter Man dropped two pills into his hand, before taking off.
“See you around!” He said, and that was it.
“You in this with me?” Ray asked, offering me one of the pills.
I didn’t answer, so he started making a ticking clock noise.
“Times almost up…” He sang, “You gonna get the stick out of your ass and party like a man, or are you gonna pussy out?”
I took the pill, sighed and put it in my mouth.
“ATTA FUCKIN’ BOY!” Ray cried and slapped me on the back, before taking his own pill. “Thought for sure you were gonna go all fuckin’ soft on me!” He teased, “Go full Mr. Mackey from South Park. ‘Drugs are bad, M’kay!’” He laughed at his own bad impression of the show.
He turned back to the bar, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
“Hey, my buddy and I are gonna have two dry martinis!” He said, “Dirty as you can fuckin’ make them!”
He popped one of the cigarettes into his mouth, and that was around the time I noticed that the world around me seemed… off…
I blinked slowly, looking around at the people in the bar. I could’ve sworn that I saw flowers blooming on their skin, but it was hard to get a look at them. They only ever seemed to be there when I wasn’t looking directly at them. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving behind the dance floor. Some tall, wandering shadow although I couldn’t get a good look at it either. I think that it might have looked at me, with eyes on stalks like some kind of slug. But I couldn’t be sure. It disappeared completely when I tried to look at it head on.
I looked over at the bartender, a relatively plain looking brunette. She glanced at me briefly as she shook our martinis, and I swore that I could see flowers growing out of her hair, wreathing her head in vibrant colors that were impossible to really describe.
I looked over at Ray, and he was staring at her too. I’m not sure what he was seeing, but whatever it was, it had to be beautiful! The man beside me had roses growing out of his eyes and whenever he laughed, I heard a chorus of angels singing. He was holding a giant chameleon that he kept petting, and it was looking at me.
“Think this is DMT?” It asked.
“Who the hell knows?” Said the man. His head was mostly flowers now.
Ray absentmindely handed me my martini, and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven. It tasted like a fresh donut, right out of the oven with the glaze still melty and warm. I wanted to cry from just how beautiful it was!
A hazy mist swirled around me, lifting me up to new levels of paradise. As Ray and I went to the dance floor to join the party, I felt at one with the universe.
A beautiful girl with flawless dark skin danced with me, as we danced I realized that my place in the cosmos was here! Right here!
And then I saw it, really, truly saw it. The grand tapestry of all things. It was right there in her eyes. Right there for me to see. An expanse of events, all seemingly unconnected save for the fact that they contributed to some great, glorious final outcome. A perfect future for all mankind, for all that existed beyond mankind. Hundreds of lives, thousands, millions, billions… perhaps even an infinite amount, all moving parts in an enormous machine, working toward the completion of a single function. Pawns in a grand game whose outcome had been determined outside of time. Every little piece would in it’s own way, fall into place exactly when it needed to, at the moment it needed to, each one carefully guided by a grand design, that operated exclusively through others. An outside force, that pushed them to trigger the events that would lead to the favorable outcome, and arguably, the only outcome, but there really was no big picture to be seen. The end result was something far less finite. It was a state of being. A higher state. A type of perfection that went beyond perfection. Oh, the knowledge of it burned so bright in my skull!
I hugged the girl that I was dancing with and we kissed. She told me that she was proud of me before promptly dissolving into a cloud of butterflies, and as I watched them fly away I laughed, knowing that they too were part of the fabric of the universe! I admired the crowd dancing around me, basking in their radiance. They seemed to go on forever and I could see every aspect of their lives in each of them. Their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I loved each of them, and looked into each of their souls, looking at what the greatest possible version of them might be.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow. The same one from before, possibly? I looked at it, watching as it surveyed the crowd. Despite its darkness, I could see its shiny white teeth and beady eyes. The eyes shifted to me for a moment where they lingered, but the shadow didn’t move.
Water flowed around me, distracting me from the shadow again. Fish swam past me, daring me to chase them and I obliged. They promised to take me to a mermaid and teach me how to live in the sea with them. Then I promptly threw up all over some poor girl who was just trying to dance, and after I apologized to her, I tried to explain to the fish that I just needed to sit down for a moment, but by then they’d already turned into seagulls and were just casually shitting on the dude they were sitting on.
I stumbled over to one of the booths and collapsed into it, trying to catch my breath.
“Would you like some cheese, sir.” Asked the sentient platter of cheese on the table underneath me.
“My name is Brie!” Said the brie.
I stared down at the platter, before picking up a cube of cheddar and trying to eat it. For some reason it tasted like a napkin. This was because it was actually a napkin.
My skin felt cold, my hands were shaking a little. The music was way too loud and my mouth was dry.
I looked up.
There were no fantastical creatures around. No fish, no seagulls, no flowers, no talking cheese. Just a normal nightclub.
My head was kind of throbbing.
I took out my phone to look at it. It’d been about an hour since Ray and I had gotten our martinis. Had time really passed that quickly?
Speaking of which, where was Ray?
I looked around for him, before finding him still on the dance floor, dancing like a goddamn maniac. He didn’t seem to be coming down the way that I was. Maybe I’d puked some of the drug up when I’d vomited and it had cut my trip short?
Speaking of which, what the hell was that? DMT or something? I was pretty sure that I’d just hallucinated everything that had just happened. Those had to be hallucinations, right?
I shook my head, before trying to ground myself in the moment. I still felt dizzy and weak. I ended up going to the bar to just get some water before finding another seat where I could rest for a while while Ray partied his little heart out… and after another hour, I started thinking that maybe something was wrong with him.
I noticed that he only seemed to take a break once, and when he did, it was only to head to the bar to get another hard drink. While he was there, I noticed him slipping a familiar gunmetal gray cigarette case out of his pocket. He downed some pills from inside and chased them with a generous sip of whatever he’d gotten. Then, swaying like an idiot he put the cigarette case back in his pocket and lumbered back to the party.
That idiot.
He must’ve bought the whole fucking case off of that weird guy we’d seen earlier! It was one thing to try some weird new drug like a dumbass, but this? This was insane!
I considered going up to him to ask him just what the hell he’d been thinking, but given how out of it he probably was, I knew there wouldn’t be much point to it.
So I resolved to just watch him, and make sure he got home safely like a responsible friend/co-worker. I didn’t really want a repeat of the Vancouver Incident where I’d had to drag him crying like a baby out of a convenience store at 4 AM because they were out of gummy bears. (He’d promised me that it would never happen again and up until now I’d held him to that.)
I guess if nothing else, Ray didn’t seem to be violent or anything while he was high. The bouncers in this place looked pretty tough, and I really didn’t want to have to watch them beat the crap out of him. And it wasn’t until around 2 AM when the party was dying down that I started to notice Ray acting strange. Well… strange compared to the way he’d been acting for most of the night.
He’d seemed more unstable on his feet and seemed less interested in dancing now. He kept looking around frantically, and I saw him take out the cigarette case to look for more pills.
I figured that this was probably the time to get up and stop him.
“Hey, hey… relax, man,” I said, coming up to him and stopping him from taking more of those pills. “Take it easy, alright?”
He looked over at me with wide, bloodshot eyes as I spoke to him.
“Geoff?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yeah, it’s me. Put the pills down. How many of those have you had?”
I took the case from him and looked inside, only to feel my stomach sink a little when I realized that it was empty.
It suddenly occurred to me that I probably should have been watching him closer, to make sure he didn’t take all of the goddamn mystery pills, and I quietly kicked myself for not thinking about that sooner!
“Well shit… you feeling okay, bud?” I asked.
“Fraid…” He slurred, “Universe is… wrong…”
His eyes suddenly widened, filled with a horror that I’m not sure I could properly describe.
“THERE!”
He pointed at something over my shoulder and I looked.
Behind me, sat the unknowable terror that lurks in all places where something ceases to exist and only absence remains… absolutely fucking nothing.
“Maybe we need to get you to a hospital…” I murmured.
“No hospital! N-no hospital!” He said, “Please… Geoff… j-just get me somewhere safe! Please!”
Yeah, I was definitely getting him to a hospital. I’d already made enough dumb decisions for the night. I didn’t really feel up to making one more.
“Alright, let’s get you someplace safe,” I said with a sigh. I took out my phone to call us a cab. “C’mon, Ray.”
He grabbed at me like a scared child as I led him out of the club, jumping at every shadow that we saw on the way out.
***
“So what exactly did he take?” The nurse asked me. She had a sort of deadpan, matter of fact tone and barely even looked at me, while Ray screamed bloody murder in the next room. I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly beaming with pride as I confessed to the nurse that Ray and I had partied in defiance of every 1980s anti-drug PSA we’d grown up with. But it needed to be done.
“I think the guy called it Blue Lagoon,” I said. “I don’t know how many he had, but it was a lot.”
“Blue Lagoon?” The nurse asked, “That’s a new one.”
“Yeah I’ve never heard of it either. I took one of the pills too,” I said. “I was seeing shit for about an hour before I came down. Like, mermaids, talking cheese, flowers… that kinda stuff.”
“So it’s a hallucinogen?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’ve never done DMT but I was thinking it might be similar to that? I don’t know.”
“We’ll take some bloodwork shortly, see if we can’t figure out some more,” She said before leaving me.
I quietly went back to Ray’s room, and watched as he fought against the restraints that bound him to the bed.
His face was bright red from all the screaming and he was sobbing like a little kid as he struggled.
“IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING FOR ME!”
I didn’t bother trying to talk to him. He was still pretty out of it, and he’d been screaming about something coming for him.
“GEOFF!” He sobbed, looking at me. I saw him trying to reach for my hand, “Don’t… don’t leave.. Don’t let him take me, Geoff… please… you gotta let me out of here, YOU GOTTA LET ME RUN!”
“Relax, you’re gonna be okay,” I promised. “I’m gonna stay right here with you.”
The words didn’t seem to do much for him. He just kept fighting and sobbing.
At around 4 in the morning, I finally slept. It was in a chair in one of the waiting rooms, since Ray was still screaming too loud for me to sleep in his room, but I slept. I figured that when I woke up, Ray would have sobered up a bit and we could both go home.
I was wrong.
When I woke up, there was a police officer standing over me, gently shaking my shoulder. My first thought was that the nurse we’d talked to had reported us for taking drugs (which I thought they weren’t supposed to do!) but no.
He just wanted to ask me a few questions about Ray.
My memories of talking to the police are hazy. I don’t entirely remember how the conversation went, but I knew that they’d asked me about where we’d been that night. They asked me if Ray had gotten into any fights, or if I knew anyone who might want to kill him. It wasn’t until around halfway through the conversation that I figured out that Ray was dead.
I never saw the body. It was covered when they wheeled it out of the room.
But I saw the blood.
Good God… all that fucking blood… more than I thought could fit in a person.
From what I heard, none of the nurses saw what happened. At some point, the screaming had just stopped and when they’d come in to check his vitals again, they were greeted by the gory mess that used to be Ray.
After the police talked to me, I didn’t hear a lot about the investigation into Ray’s death. To my knowledge, they never identified any suspects. Hell, I don’t even think they’re entirely sure about what killed him. I heard somebody say it could have been some kind of animal attack, but I think that got shot down pretty quickly, since where the fuck would the animal have come from?
The police cleared me as a suspect in the case pretty quickly, since I’d been asleep when it had happened and there were plenty of witnesses who could confirm I was in the waiting room, passed out.
I imagine that they talked to some people at the nightclub we’d been at too, but I don’t think anything ever came of that. I’d been watching Ray for most of the night. He’d been dancing and having a good time. The only time I hadn’t been keeping an eye on him was when I was hallucinating, and I highly doubt he picked a fight with someone who’d be willing to break into a hospital to murder him during the hour that I was indisposed! There was literally no logical reason he should have died the way he did! There wasn’t a single person I could possibly think of who could have killed him!
Person being the operative word here.
Before he died, Ray had been screaming about something coming for him. My memories of the hallucinations I had after I took that pill are a little hazy, but I remember the shadowy thing I glimpsed among the crowd a few times.
I remember the pitch that the guy who’d sold us the pills had made:
‘I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds!’
Call me crazy… but I’m wondering just how true that pitch was. Maybe not everything we saw after taking those pills was a hallucination. Maybe they let us see something… touch something… and they let that something touch us right back.
I don’t know for sure. But that’s the closest thing to an answer that I’ve got. Either way, I’ve been sober ever since that night and I think I’m going to stay that way.
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Almost, being the operative word in that sentence.
Look, I get it. I like to party too from time to time. But you gotta be smart about it. You gotta know where your limit is, and I don’t think that Ray knew his limit.
***
I’d never actually been to this part of town before, but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Ray and I had just closed the deal of our careers and figured a little celebration was in order. I’d initially figured we’d just have a few drinks and maybe get laid. But when he broke out the molly, I wasn’t going to say no and the next hour or so after that was fucking killer.
Then we’d ran into that dude at the bar.
This guy was… well, he looked like he was on drugs, not like he sold them. He had messy hair, a grin that said: ‘I just farted!’ and I’m pretty sure he was covered in glitter. He was wearing a hot pink suit, with a neon blue bowtie, on top of a regular black tie. Yeah. Two ties.
Anyways, he must’ve realized that we were also high off our asses, because as we took a seat at the bar he came right over to us, wearing that ‘I just farted’ grin and chatted us up.
“Hey man! You two having a good time tonight?”
“Fuck yeah we are!” Ray replied, “Fucking love your getup, man!”
“Aww hell yeah, brother!”
The Glitter Man went in for a high five and Ray reciprocated.
“You having a party?” He asked.
“Yeah, just closed a fuckin BIG ASS client. Fuck yeah, we’re having a party!”
“Oh man, then I’ve got just the thing for you! Check this shit out.”
Glitter Man reached into his suit jacket and took out a gunmetal gray cigarette case. He opened it, showing us a collection of small neon blue pills inside.
“These right here? These are gonna kick your night up a whole other notch,” He promised. “You want in?”
Ray stared down at the pills, and I could see his eyes widening like a kid who'd just walked into a candy shop.
“Fuck yeah, I want in!” He said with barely a moment of hesitation, and that is when I stepped in.
“Wait up, the fuck are these?” I asked. “Molly?”
“Nah, man. It’s a new thing. Been calling it Blue Lagoon. Trust me, this is the shit! One pill… and you’re never gonna forget tonight. I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds.”
“How much?” Ray asked.
“Tell you what, man. I’ll hook you both up for ten bucks a pop!”
Ray started reaching for his wallet, but I stopped him.
“Dude, we don’t even know what this shit is!” I said.
“C’mon, loosen your asshole and live a little, Geoff!” Ray replied, pulling away from me. “Sorry about my friend, man. He just needs a few more drinks.”
“Hey, no worries!”
Ray handed over twenty bucks and Glitter Man dropped two pills into his hand, before taking off.
“See you around!” He said, and that was it.
“You in this with me?” Ray asked, offering me one of the pills.
I didn’t answer, so he started making a ticking clock noise.
“Times almost up…” He sang, “You gonna get the stick out of your ass and party like a man, or are you gonna pussy out?”
I took the pill, sighed and put it in my mouth.
“ATTA FUCKIN’ BOY!” Ray cried and slapped me on the back, before taking his own pill. “Thought for sure you were gonna go all fuckin’ soft on me!” He teased, “Go full Mr. Mackey from South Park. ‘Drugs are bad, M’kay!’” He laughed at his own bad impression of the show.
He turned back to the bar, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
“Hey, my buddy and I are gonna have two dry martinis!” He said, “Dirty as you can fuckin’ make them!”
He popped one of the cigarettes into his mouth, and that was around the time I noticed that the world around me seemed… off…
I blinked slowly, looking around at the people in the bar. I could’ve sworn that I saw flowers blooming on their skin, but it was hard to get a look at them. They only ever seemed to be there when I wasn’t looking directly at them. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving behind the dance floor. Some tall, wandering shadow although I couldn’t get a good look at it either. I think that it might have looked at me, with eyes on stalks like some kind of slug. But I couldn’t be sure. It disappeared completely when I tried to look at it head on.
I looked over at the bartender, a relatively plain looking brunette. She glanced at me briefly as she shook our martinis, and I swore that I could see flowers growing out of her hair, wreathing her head in vibrant colors that were impossible to really describe.
I looked over at Ray, and he was staring at her too. I’m not sure what he was seeing, but whatever it was, it had to be beautiful! The man beside me had roses growing out of his eyes and whenever he laughed, I heard a chorus of angels singing. He was holding a giant chameleon that he kept petting, and it was looking at me.
“Think this is DMT?” It asked.
“Who the hell knows?” Said the man. His head was mostly flowers now.
Ray absentmindely handed me my martini, and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven. It tasted like a fresh donut, right out of the oven with the glaze still melty and warm. I wanted to cry from just how beautiful it was!
A hazy mist swirled around me, lifting me up to new levels of paradise. As Ray and I went to the dance floor to join the party, I felt at one with the universe.
A beautiful girl with flawless dark skin danced with me, as we danced I realized that my place in the cosmos was here! Right here!
And then I saw it, really, truly saw it. The grand tapestry of all things. It was right there in her eyes. Right there for me to see. An expanse of events, all seemingly unconnected save for the fact that they contributed to some great, glorious final outcome. A perfect future for all mankind, for all that existed beyond mankind. Hundreds of lives, thousands, millions, billions… perhaps even an infinite amount, all moving parts in an enormous machine, working toward the completion of a single function. Pawns in a grand game whose outcome had been determined outside of time. Every little piece would in it’s own way, fall into place exactly when it needed to, at the moment it needed to, each one carefully guided by a grand design, that operated exclusively through others. An outside force, that pushed them to trigger the events that would lead to the favorable outcome, and arguably, the only outcome, but there really was no big picture to be seen. The end result was something far less finite. It was a state of being. A higher state. A type of perfection that went beyond perfection. Oh, the knowledge of it burned so bright in my skull!
I hugged the girl that I was dancing with and we kissed. She told me that she was proud of me before promptly dissolving into a cloud of butterflies, and as I watched them fly away I laughed, knowing that they too were part of the fabric of the universe! I admired the crowd dancing around me, basking in their radiance. They seemed to go on forever and I could see every aspect of their lives in each of them. Their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I loved each of them, and looked into each of their souls, looking at what the greatest possible version of them might be.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow. The same one from before, possibly? I looked at it, watching as it surveyed the crowd. Despite its darkness, I could see its shiny white teeth and beady eyes. The eyes shifted to me for a moment where they lingered, but the shadow didn’t move.
Water flowed around me, distracting me from the shadow again. Fish swam past me, daring me to chase them and I obliged. They promised to take me to a mermaid and teach me how to live in the sea with them. Then I promptly threw up all over some poor girl who was just trying to dance, and after I apologized to her, I tried to explain to the fish that I just needed to sit down for a moment, but by then they’d already turned into seagulls and were just casually shitting on the dude they were sitting on.
I stumbled over to one of the booths and collapsed into it, trying to catch my breath.
“Would you like some cheese, sir.” Asked the sentient platter of cheese on the table underneath me.
“My name is Brie!” Said the brie.
I stared down at the platter, before picking up a cube of cheddar and trying to eat it. For some reason it tasted like a napkin. This was because it was actually a napkin.
My skin felt cold, my hands were shaking a little. The music was way too loud and my mouth was dry.
I looked up.
There were no fantastical creatures around. No fish, no seagulls, no flowers, no talking cheese. Just a normal nightclub.
My head was kind of throbbing.
I took out my phone to look at it. It’d been about an hour since Ray and I had gotten our martinis. Had time really passed that quickly?
Speaking of which, where was Ray?
I looked around for him, before finding him still on the dance floor, dancing like a goddamn maniac. He didn’t seem to be coming down the way that I was. Maybe I’d puked some of the drug up when I’d vomited and it had cut my trip short?
Speaking of which, what the hell was that? DMT or something? I was pretty sure that I’d just hallucinated everything that had just happened. Those had to be hallucinations, right?
I shook my head, before trying to ground myself in the moment. I still felt dizzy and weak. I ended up going to the bar to just get some water before finding another seat where I could rest for a while while Ray partied his little heart out… and after another hour, I started thinking that maybe something was wrong with him.
I noticed that he only seemed to take a break once, and when he did, it was only to head to the bar to get another hard drink. While he was there, I noticed him slipping a familiar gunmetal gray cigarette case out of his pocket. He downed some pills from inside and chased them with a generous sip of whatever he’d gotten. Then, swaying like an idiot he put the cigarette case back in his pocket and lumbered back to the party.
That idiot.
He must’ve bought the whole fucking case off of that weird guy we’d seen earlier! It was one thing to try some weird new drug like a dumbass, but this? This was insane!
I considered going up to him to ask him just what the hell he’d been thinking, but given how out of it he probably was, I knew there wouldn’t be much point to it.
So I resolved to just watch him, and make sure he got home safely like a responsible friend/co-worker. I didn’t really want a repeat of the Vancouver Incident where I’d had to drag him crying like a baby out of a convenience store at 4 AM because they were out of gummy bears. (He’d promised me that it would never happen again and up until now I’d held him to that.)
I guess if nothing else, Ray didn’t seem to be violent or anything while he was high. The bouncers in this place looked pretty tough, and I really didn’t want to have to watch them beat the crap out of him. And it wasn’t until around 2 AM when the party was dying down that I started to notice Ray acting strange. Well… strange compared to the way he’d been acting for most of the night.
He’d seemed more unstable on his feet and seemed less interested in dancing now. He kept looking around frantically, and I saw him take out the cigarette case to look for more pills.
I figured that this was probably the time to get up and stop him.
“Hey, hey… relax, man,” I said, coming up to him and stopping him from taking more of those pills. “Take it easy, alright?”
He looked over at me with wide, bloodshot eyes as I spoke to him.
“Geoff?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yeah, it’s me. Put the pills down. How many of those have you had?”
I took the case from him and looked inside, only to feel my stomach sink a little when I realized that it was empty.
It suddenly occurred to me that I probably should have been watching him closer, to make sure he didn’t take all of the goddamn mystery pills, and I quietly kicked myself for not thinking about that sooner!
“Well shit… you feeling okay, bud?” I asked.
“Fraid…” He slurred, “Universe is… wrong…”
His eyes suddenly widened, filled with a horror that I’m not sure I could properly describe.
“THERE!”
He pointed at something over my shoulder and I looked.
Behind me, sat the unknowable terror that lurks in all places where something ceases to exist and only absence remains… absolutely fucking nothing.
“Maybe we need to get you to a hospital…” I murmured.
“No hospital! N-no hospital!” He said, “Please… Geoff… j-just get me somewhere safe! Please!”
Yeah, I was definitely getting him to a hospital. I’d already made enough dumb decisions for the night. I didn’t really feel up to making one more.
“Alright, let’s get you someplace safe,” I said with a sigh. I took out my phone to call us a cab. “C’mon, Ray.”
He grabbed at me like a scared child as I led him out of the club, jumping at every shadow that we saw on the way out.
***
“So what exactly did he take?” The nurse asked me. She had a sort of deadpan, matter of fact tone and barely even looked at me, while Ray screamed bloody murder in the next room. I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly beaming with pride as I confessed to the nurse that Ray and I had partied in defiance of every 1980s anti-drug PSA we’d grown up with. But it needed to be done.
“I think the guy called it Blue Lagoon,” I said. “I don’t know how many he had, but it was a lot.”
“Blue Lagoon?” The nurse asked, “That’s a new one.”
“Yeah I’ve never heard of it either. I took one of the pills too,” I said. “I was seeing shit for about an hour before I came down. Like, mermaids, talking cheese, flowers… that kinda stuff.”
“So it’s a hallucinogen?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’ve never done DMT but I was thinking it might be similar to that? I don’t know.”
“We’ll take some bloodwork shortly, see if we can’t figure out some more,” She said before leaving me.
I quietly went back to Ray’s room, and watched as he fought against the restraints that bound him to the bed.
His face was bright red from all the screaming and he was sobbing like a little kid as he struggled.
“IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING FOR ME!”
I didn’t bother trying to talk to him. He was still pretty out of it, and he’d been screaming about something coming for him.
“GEOFF!” He sobbed, looking at me. I saw him trying to reach for my hand, “Don’t… don’t leave.. Don’t let him take me, Geoff… please… you gotta let me out of here, YOU GOTTA LET ME RUN!”
“Relax, you’re gonna be okay,” I promised. “I’m gonna stay right here with you.”
The words didn’t seem to do much for him. He just kept fighting and sobbing.
At around 4 in the morning, I finally slept. It was in a chair in one of the waiting rooms, since Ray was still screaming too loud for me to sleep in his room, but I slept. I figured that when I woke up, Ray would have sobered up a bit and we could both go home.
I was wrong.
When I woke up, there was a police officer standing over me, gently shaking my shoulder. My first thought was that the nurse we’d talked to had reported us for taking drugs (which I thought they weren’t supposed to do!) but no.
He just wanted to ask me a few questions about Ray.
My memories of talking to the police are hazy. I don’t entirely remember how the conversation went, but I knew that they’d asked me about where we’d been that night. They asked me if Ray had gotten into any fights, or if I knew anyone who might want to kill him. It wasn’t until around halfway through the conversation that I figured out that Ray was dead.
I never saw the body. It was covered when they wheeled it out of the room.
But I saw the blood.
Good God… all that fucking blood… more than I thought could fit in a person.
From what I heard, none of the nurses saw what happened. At some point, the screaming had just stopped and when they’d come in to check his vitals again, they were greeted by the gory mess that used to be Ray.
After the police talked to me, I didn’t hear a lot about the investigation into Ray’s death. To my knowledge, they never identified any suspects. Hell, I don’t even think they’re entirely sure about what killed him. I heard somebody say it could have been some kind of animal attack, but I think that got shot down pretty quickly, since where the fuck would the animal have come from?
The police cleared me as a suspect in the case pretty quickly, since I’d been asleep when it had happened and there were plenty of witnesses who could confirm I was in the waiting room, passed out.
I imagine that they talked to some people at the nightclub we’d been at too, but I don’t think anything ever came of that. I’d been watching Ray for most of the night. He’d been dancing and having a good time. The only time I hadn’t been keeping an eye on him was when I was hallucinating, and I highly doubt he picked a fight with someone who’d be willing to break into a hospital to murder him during the hour that I was indisposed! There was literally no logical reason he should have died the way he did! There wasn’t a single person I could possibly think of who could have killed him!
Person being the operative word here.
Before he died, Ray had been screaming about something coming for him. My memories of the hallucinations I had after I took that pill are a little hazy, but I remember the shadowy thing I glimpsed among the crowd a few times.
I remember the pitch that the guy who’d sold us the pills had made:
‘I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds!’
Call me crazy… but I’m wondering just how true that pitch was. Maybe not everything we saw after taking those pills was a hallucination. Maybe they let us see something… touch something… and they let that something touch us right back.
I don’t know for sure. But that’s the closest thing to an answer that I’ve got. Either way, I’ve been sober ever since that night and I think I’m going to stay that way.
2023.06.05 07:44 Massive-Pair981 controlling parents
i would say i am an introvert and i get socially anxious pretty easily. i am 19F and have never had much life experiences. i come from a very religious (muslim) household, and i am religious too. as a kid, my parents never trusted other people enough to let me go to their houses, i had only one birthday party and i went to only two birthday parties. as a teenager, my parents still didn't let me hang out with my friends, and at some point my friends gradually just stopped inviting me. when i got around 17 years old, i had probably been out with friends around 4 times, only to go shopping or to go watch a movie. now i go out more often, (maybe 2 times every month) but i have to ask permission first, and i can't stay out late. (after sunset) to cope, i made many internet friends, i play video games with them, text them, and call them on discord. but i still feel terribly alone. i have a best friend, which is an internet friend that lives in the same city as me. we see each other only a few times a year in real life but text everyday. i am grateful to have her. (i feel so bad that i can't be a normal best friend to her, that can be with her when she wants) from always only socializing online and rarely in real life, i think started to hide in my shell. meeting new people in real life and trying to make new friends literally make me panic. but i am okay with seeing my old friends (which don't even talk to me that much anymore since i never hang out with them) sometimes, i just turn off everything and don't talk to no one in real life. i go to school, avoid all my acquaintances the best i can, go home and only socialize online. i feel fucking pathetic, i am literally so lonely. i don't even take care of myself, if i don't have school, i just sleep too much or not enough, i lack on my hygiene in general, and i lock myself up in my room. i had an iron deficiency from not eating enough because of how stressed/depressed i was. and i also at some point gained around 10-15 kilos because of binge eating. in those moments, socializing is so exhausting and i feel like it's just best for me to stay locked up like this, i just feel comfortable in this mess. but sometimes, i just get terribly sad and depressed of how lonely i am, i realize that i do not have a solid friend group, i will have absolutely nothing to tell my kids and grandkids about the 19 years of my life. i start to get out of my bubble. i make enormous efforts to feel better, feel prettier, feel confident. i force myself to try and socialize, rebuild my friendship with old friends, try to approach them and try to plan some fun things to do. but still, my parents absolutely destroy that.
if i try to have a new style and buy new clothes, my parents will tell me how it's too flashy. not modest enough. not pretty at all in their opinion. they never ever compliment it. if i try to have new hobbies, they do not encourage me at all. they show absolutely no interests. they ignore me. if i try to tell them about how lonely i feel and how i do not have friends, and that i want to change it. they ignore my cries. ignore the times i literally cry all night, when i am in clear emotional distress. sometimes, everything is fine, i am still standing, and my mother just rants for hours how i am the worst child she could possible have, and that she doesn't know what she did wrong to god to have me. how can you say this to a child, and think they will be ok. i have heard those rants my entire life, it hurts.
recently, my old friends decided to organize a cookout and invited me. my parents let me because the friend lives a street away. (they never let me go to someone's house before) i was very hyped, those were the friends i wanted to rebuild a friendship with. i decided to prepare brownies and hamburger patties with halal meat for the muslim friends that will be there. my friend cleaned her barbecue, told the muslims they can cook the halal meat first so that it doesn't get mixed up with the pork or the other non halal meat. when my mother learnt that it would be a cookout with meat (no shit..) she immediately refused that i go. even if i explained that i would bring myself the halal meat, that there was absolutely no fucking way i would end up accidentally eating pork or non halal meat. that was just my last straw. all that might seem ridiculous and lame to some of you guys, you might just say wtf go live alone, just go without asking their permission, stuff like that. but i just can't, you can't understand how deep it is, i still love my parents (they are not as bad to me as you might think) and i do not want to sadden them by leaving or disobeying them. i know that there is a whole cultural and temporal barrier between my parents and i, but i want them to understand me, and i want to understand them. has anyone been in that situation? how did you get out?
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if i try to have a new style and buy new clothes, my parents will tell me how it's too flashy. not modest enough. not pretty at all in their opinion. they never ever compliment it. if i try to have new hobbies, they do not encourage me at all. they show absolutely no interests. they ignore me. if i try to tell them about how lonely i feel and how i do not have friends, and that i want to change it. they ignore my cries. ignore the times i literally cry all night, when i am in clear emotional distress. sometimes, everything is fine, i am still standing, and my mother just rants for hours how i am the worst child she could possible have, and that she doesn't know what she did wrong to god to have me. how can you say this to a child, and think they will be ok. i have heard those rants my entire life, it hurts.
recently, my old friends decided to organize a cookout and invited me. my parents let me because the friend lives a street away. (they never let me go to someone's house before) i was very hyped, those were the friends i wanted to rebuild a friendship with. i decided to prepare brownies and hamburger patties with halal meat for the muslim friends that will be there. my friend cleaned her barbecue, told the muslims they can cook the halal meat first so that it doesn't get mixed up with the pork or the other non halal meat. when my mother learnt that it would be a cookout with meat (no shit..) she immediately refused that i go. even if i explained that i would bring myself the halal meat, that there was absolutely no fucking way i would end up accidentally eating pork or non halal meat. that was just my last straw. all that might seem ridiculous and lame to some of you guys, you might just say wtf go live alone, just go without asking their permission, stuff like that. but i just can't, you can't understand how deep it is, i still love my parents (they are not as bad to me as you might think) and i do not want to sadden them by leaving or disobeying them. i know that there is a whole cultural and temporal barrier between my parents and i, but i want them to understand me, and i want to understand them. has anyone been in that situation? how did you get out?
2023.06.05 07:43 Ladakhsoul2 WhatsApp login
My mobile screen is broken and black.. also my Indian SIM is not working as I'm in the US, and therefore can't receive OTP to start WhatsApp in new phone.. any way around this?
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2023.06.05 07:43 magww iPhone 11 Screen Repair 378$ when the phone is 512$????
I have nearly 4 year old iPhone 11 ProMax with a bashed screen that still works but is inconvenient. I brought it to the Apple Store and they told me 378$ usd to fix the one when I can buy a new one for 512$ online. My wife a year ago fixed hers for 78$ at private store and her front camera no longer works.
I am really torn here. What do you guys recommend? Ideally I don’t want a new phone. I am leaning towards second hand repair.
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I am really torn here. What do you guys recommend? Ideally I don’t want a new phone. I am leaning towards second hand repair.
2023.06.05 07:43 Mr-Planet 2 Months. 3500 Miles Later // Rivian R1T Thoughts, Concerns & Prayers (Review/First Impression)
 | Two months ago my life changed for the better when I got my R1T. Let me just say; I love this truck, I love this truck, I love this truck. The R1T is also my first-ever EV. After two months and 3500 miles, I'm here to tell you all that I have loved, hated, and everything in between. I hope this can be helpful for anyone who is considering making the jump to the Rivian family / EV world. submitted by Mr-Planet to Rivian [link] [comments] Last Vehicle: 2020 Ford Escape SE Hybrid Rivian Config: 2023 Rivian R1T, Adv. Pkg., Quad Motor, Ocean Coast/Dark Ash Wood, Rivian Blue, 21" Wheels First Thoughts -Wow. This truck is stunning. I never did a First Mile (I know that was dumb, but I recommend everyone do a First Mile). But holy cow the inside of this truck is a work of art. -Dang, this thing is Fast!! Pulling out of the SC and first time letting loose a little and Holy S&#%! This is a truck that drives like a sports car. -The sound system is incredible. I love listening to music in this rig, it just sounds so good. -Love my colointerior combo. Definitely a little worried about keeping it clean in the long run, but I'm hopeful. Pros -The acceleration. This truck has made me a speed demon. You'll love showing off launches to your friends, but no one ever talks about all the solo launches you'll do owning this thing. Definitely have broken my previous land speed record as well. On a practical level, the truck's acceleration is great when you need to speed up and pass someone or get to speed on an on-ramp. -The ride is incredibly smooth. While the truck may drive like a sports car, it certainly rides like a truck. Roomy inside for all passengers. Even smooth off-road once you kick it into off-road mode. Mostly have only played with All Purpose, Sport, and Off-Road: Auto. Excited to play with those more, but honestly it's just truly amazing how differently the truck handles in different modes. It's like driving a whole new vehicle each time. -No gas!!! I have an L2 charger at home and use DCFC for road trips. Around town with the L2 charger is amazing. The savings I've had for owning a similar-sized ICE truck are insane. No oil changes, much less maintenance. Definitely loving the EV lifestyle so far. -Holy storage Batman. Storage everywhere!! Frunk, Gear Tunnel, Bed, Bed Compartment, Back Seat Compartment. I don't think I've come close to filling up this truck once yet on any of our trips. -The Tech in this truck is amazing. I love the big multiple screens/displays. Clear and easy to see. Same for all the cameras. The top-down view is amazing for parking. I was worried about parking a truck around the city, but the cameras make it a breeze. Fast phone chargers. 120v outlets everywhere. Air compressor in the bed. This truck is a tech masterpiece. Always a crowd pleaser, some party trick to show off. -OTA updates are the future for vehicles! The truck has gotten a handful of updates since I purchased it. Super cool to see new features getting added and customer concerns get addressed. -I drive a cool car now. I really didn't expect this part, but people on the street will turn their heads. People will come up to me in parking lots or at chargers and talk about the truck. I even caught one guy reversing down my street to come to talk to me about it. It's a really fun experience. Cons -The A/C... I can't say it doesn't work, because it does. Just not consistently? I've felt it blow the absolute coldest of air. But every once and a while; on really hot days, the truck refuses to do anything but blow hot air. No amount of fussing with the settings or doing resets seems to fix it. I have a ticket open with my SC to fix it and will report back. Hoping they find something, but reading other Reddit/forum posts makes me not so hopeful. The truck can get really unbearable on 100+ degree days and makes traveling with the pups somewhat scary. Hopefully, they fix this at my appointment! -Lack of RAN / having to use crappy charging networks. At home, I'm in bliss. I plug my truck in each night and wake up with a nice charged battery. Road trips so far have been hit or miss. It doesn't ever seem like I go anywhere with a RAN charger, so I'm forced to use lesser charging networks. Some days this works out fine: pull up, plug in, charge quickly, and be on your way. Other days are filled with trouble: broken equipment, offline stations, long lines, rude drivers, throttled charges, disconnecting chargers, etc. I really long for the day I get to use a RAN charger. -Range Anxiety is real. I do my best to overcome in my transition to EV life, but it's definitely hard coming from a Hybrid that could 600mi in a tank. I think with everything in regards to EVs it's best to think of them as their own new kind of vehicle rather than constantly comparing them to ICE vehicles. -All these accessories are so expensive. I know the truck has a high price tag itself, so if you can afford that you shouldn't complain, but it still hurts. $60+ for a front license plate holder clamp. Let alone all the stuff I want to buy for camping now... -I don't looooove my wheels and I think it's too expensive to change that now. Wish I got the 20" wheels, but went for the 21's for range. I hate the look of them. Took the plastic covers off and that helps a lot, but still not my favorite looking wheel and super expensive to change. -You're essentially buying a $100k truck from a start-up. Fingers crossed they don't go under. But also a slim amount of SCs means long wait times for appointments in busy areas. Everyone at Rivian I've dealt with has been super nice to be fair. Trips Include Various Day Trips, LA to the Desert / LA Nat'l Forrest LA to Coachella and Back (in a Single Day on a Single Charge!) LA to San Diego and Back LA to San Gregorio to SF to LA (most recent, longest trip) First-Time EV Thoughts // Rivian Fun Stories // Future Plans // Closing Thoughts -Fast Charging really isn't that bad of an experience when everything works properly and the charger is in a decent spot. Everyone groans about charging on the go, it's the thing I get asked about the most by non-EV owners. Yes, I know getting gas only takes 10 minutes tops. But when you can pull up with no line to a 350kw charger and have it start working right away; you can recharge the truck up to 80% in under 45 min. On trips you try and plan the charge stop around a meal or somewhere you can go shopping, and it's fine. You get 3-5 hours of drive time per charge and there's no reason I wouldn't want to stop after that time anyway. A good charger has a bathroom, restaurant/store, and trash can nearby (bonus points for chargers with doggie areas). -Plug in at your destination when traveling, even if it's just the L1 Charger and if it's only overnight. Trust me, get into the habit of doing it every time you travel. 20-30 miles in your battery can mean the difference between making it to a 50kw charger or a 350kw charger 25 miles further down the highway. I saw someone in here say ABC once, Always Be Charging. It's a good adage for having an EV at home, but I feel like it really rings true on road trips. If you stop somewhere and there's a fast charger there's really no reason not to plug in and charger while you're there. -I don't understand why EV chargers aren't treated more like gas stations. Seems like it'd be a good opportunity for them to expand. It would also be nice for charging areas to be shaded as generally, you see someone waiting in their car having to run the A/C. Hopefully, we see public charging stations improve as more people get EVs. -I'm actually kind of excited for Ford drivers to start using Tesla chargers. You always see no wait at SuperChargers and a long line at the non-tesla chargers when I travel in California. Hopefully, that will help clear up some of the CCS chargers for the rest of us. -Just because it's an EV Truck, doesn't mean it's not a truck MPGe-wise. Yes, I save a TON of money on fuel compared to let's say a Tacoma. But that doesn't mean that I pay the same in electricity as a Chevy Bolt driver. The R1T makes sense for me and my lifestyle. I can use the truck for work and personal life to its full extent. However, I don't think this is the perfect EV for every first-time EV owner. -I kill so many bugs now. It's crazy. Every drive is a slaughter. But the real question is, where do EV drivers get windshield cleaners like at the gas stations? They never seem to have them at chargers. -Someone once said I was like Night Rider driving my R1T, I thought that was really funny. My second best experience was pulling up to a truck stop in the middle of the desert and popping the frunk surrounded by 4x4 ICE pickups. -I really want to buy a pop-up tent for the back of my truck. My thoughts are for future travel having a fast camp option. How do you like to camp out of your R1T, what are your must haves? For me, I love the idea of getting an RV spot and charging off the hook-up. Having a tent that is set up quickly would be ideal. I'd probably also want to bring a small electric kitchen and a few chairs to eat at the tailgate. Thinking this would be a greater initial investment, but cheaper than getting hotels with chargers; especially since I often travel with 1-3 dogs in the truck with me :) -I think this truck is my favorite thing I've ever owned. It's certainly my favorite vehicle, but man this truck is something else. I just love driving now. Can't wait to see where I go in this! https://preview.redd.it/8f4jhqbc054b1.jpg?width=3024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=69d1484e6d9560b4219da5ab2ad3382e386dd2eb |
2023.06.05 07:42 itzcoolz Guru Meditation Login failed (-22406) Error on Mac
Sideloadly had been working well for me, but at some point over the past 3-4 months, it stopped and I've persistently gotten this error when trying to use the same paid Apple developer account on MacOS: Guru Meditation [email protected]:3aea77 Login failed (-22406): Your Apple ID or password is incorrect. If I use a standard appleID, I can side load the app, but it expires after 7 days.
I've verified that the password is indeed right. I do know that 2FA is turned on for that Apple ID, but I'm not able to turn it off. I've been waiting patiently and I've seen several new release updates, but I'm still faced with this issue. Is there anything I'm missing or doing wrong?
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I've verified that the password is indeed right. I do know that 2FA is turned on for that Apple ID, but I'm not able to turn it off. I've been waiting patiently and I've seen several new release updates, but I'm still faced with this issue. Is there anything I'm missing or doing wrong?
2023.06.05 07:41 nihilismismyname [A4GM][5e][Discord][LGBTQIA+ Friendly][Duet PBP][17+][Long-Term] Something Wicked This Way Comes
"Fear the old blood; you've no idea the curse you have brought upon us," the old man said, his pale frame rested against the body of a large woman staring down at him. Her entire form was obfuscated by the thick, plated armor covering her body. The woman lets out a low growl as she plants a hand on his shoulder, and pushes him off of her blade. She stares down at the body, her expression behind her helmet remaining stern, unbroken, and unrelenting...
"You must be unrelenting," One of her... Mentors, of sorts, had told her all those years ago. His large muscular frame was imposing against the smaller, pale girl beneath him. Her arms and legs had white scales along them, and she had a tail not unlike a dragon's. On her back were two wings of matching color.
Her breathing was ragged and heavy, and in her arms was a battle axe she held limply. She had been much younger at the time, but was still quite large for her age. Still, her mentor had dwarfed her.
"This isn't fair!" She groaned. The axe was easily two sizes too large for her, and the energy required to wield it was clearly starting to take its toll on her.
"Life isn't fair, child. Do you think your enemy will give you a break if you get tired? Again," He responded, his voice as stern and uncaring as ever.
In a gust of flame, her mentor was gone, and she alone once more. Arms sore and shaking, she stands tall but tired against the red sand beneath her. She can barely lift the axe, leaving the blade to rest on the ground, as a portcullis across from her slowly opens.
Behind it, a chain devil stood. Its frame was lithe and strong despite the evidence of hunger being written across its body. It is quick to action upon the wall between them having been lifted, and begins to spin a hook at the end of one of its chains as it approaches. The woman shakily hefts her axe, resting it on her shoulder as she meets its gaze with one of her own-- one of equal parts determination and fear.
Hey all! I've been mulling over this prompt for months now, so I figured I should finally put it out there. This is my first time doing a post wherein I have a specific plot in mind, so I hope I can effectively communicate what I am looking for!
Above is an excerpt of a longer piece I am writing for a character I would be interested in doing a 1 on 1 with someone about! Generally, the vibes in that excerpt are the vibes I would be going for. What I'm looking to do is a sort of Bloodborne meets Doom demon hunting campaign that will involve staving off a demon and devil invasion, going to places like the Abyss and the Nine Hells, and making some fun and interesting lore together that would span across realms!
I would love to make a gritty game that is equal parts roleplay and combat, with a focus more on the story than making everything follow rules perfectly! In fact, in reference to rules, I would be okay with using really any system we may want if 5e doesn't work, or heavily homebrewing things!
Since this will likely be a situation where the character I play will be alone the entire time, I am somewhat interested in trying to do something with Gestalt, though I'm a bit new to it!
I would like to do this in Discord, just for the sake of organization. Makes my OCD happy.
Some things about me:
Hope to see you soon~!
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"You must be unrelenting," One of her... Mentors, of sorts, had told her all those years ago. His large muscular frame was imposing against the smaller, pale girl beneath him. Her arms and legs had white scales along them, and she had a tail not unlike a dragon's. On her back were two wings of matching color.
Her breathing was ragged and heavy, and in her arms was a battle axe she held limply. She had been much younger at the time, but was still quite large for her age. Still, her mentor had dwarfed her.
"This isn't fair!" She groaned. The axe was easily two sizes too large for her, and the energy required to wield it was clearly starting to take its toll on her.
"Life isn't fair, child. Do you think your enemy will give you a break if you get tired? Again," He responded, his voice as stern and uncaring as ever.
In a gust of flame, her mentor was gone, and she alone once more. Arms sore and shaking, she stands tall but tired against the red sand beneath her. She can barely lift the axe, leaving the blade to rest on the ground, as a portcullis across from her slowly opens.
Behind it, a chain devil stood. Its frame was lithe and strong despite the evidence of hunger being written across its body. It is quick to action upon the wall between them having been lifted, and begins to spin a hook at the end of one of its chains as it approaches. The woman shakily hefts her axe, resting it on her shoulder as she meets its gaze with one of her own-- one of equal parts determination and fear.
Hey all! I've been mulling over this prompt for months now, so I figured I should finally put it out there. This is my first time doing a post wherein I have a specific plot in mind, so I hope I can effectively communicate what I am looking for!
Above is an excerpt of a longer piece I am writing for a character I would be interested in doing a 1 on 1 with someone about! Generally, the vibes in that excerpt are the vibes I would be going for. What I'm looking to do is a sort of Bloodborne meets Doom demon hunting campaign that will involve staving off a demon and devil invasion, going to places like the Abyss and the Nine Hells, and making some fun and interesting lore together that would span across realms!
I would love to make a gritty game that is equal parts roleplay and combat, with a focus more on the story than making everything follow rules perfectly! In fact, in reference to rules, I would be okay with using really any system we may want if 5e doesn't work, or heavily homebrewing things!
Since this will likely be a situation where the character I play will be alone the entire time, I am somewhat interested in trying to do something with Gestalt, though I'm a bit new to it!
I would like to do this in Discord, just for the sake of organization. Makes my OCD happy.
Some things about me:
- I am 19! As such, I would like my partner to at least be 17+
- I am pansexual! As a member of the LGBTQ, I would like my partner to be comfortable and okay with my identity, sexuality, and so on!
- I use Any/All pronouns!
- I draw a lot! Like a lot a lot. If our story/writing gets us particularly invested, there's a likelihood I will draw our characters! I actually already have some art I am currently making for this character :)
- I tend to write a lot, as fortunate or unfortunate as that may be to hear. Especially whenever I have a lot of things to describe, or very high muse for a situation! As such, I can tend to write a fair bit most of the time! Now, keep in mind that that's not universal; when it comes to things like combat, dialogue, etc etc, that length is subject to change. There's no real quota for me to meet or anything, nor is there one for you! I don't expect you to match my post length, all I ask for is effort and a show of interest! If your post is well written and I can tell you're putting in the effort and genuinely like what we're writing, we're good!
- I've been roleplaying and playing TTRPGs regularly for about 6 years now, and dabbling with them for upwards of 9, though the exact amount is a bit fuzzy. I've also been very into writing for 8, but have always wanted to make stories even at a young age. I wouldn't say I'm the best writer ever, but I am relatively experienced, and hope that I can make something interesting, engaging, and worthwhile for the both of us!
- I like to discuss with my partner what we are and aren't comfortable with appearing in the roleplay before we begin, so expect me to ask!
- You can call me soft for this if you'd like, but I generally don't prefer to kill off player characters without permission! I like to let characters finish their stories instead of cutting them short. I'm here for a story, not a struggle for survival.
- If anything comes up that I am uncomfortable with, I will tell you! I hope you will do the same! This is intended to be fun, and I would like for it to stay that way :)
- I'm looking forward to making friends with you! I don't want to treat roleplay as some "professional" thing, and I'd like to use it to meet new and interesting people!
- I prefer to write third person past or present tense!
Hope to see you soon~!
2023.06.05 07:41 royaleest Me (28M) and my GF (32F) have been having a long distance relationship for 3 years with almost no physical contact. Should I break up with her?
Hi, this is my first post ever on this subreddit, so sorry if I break some a rule or something along the post.
I have a GF who lives in Mexico, I see her 1-2 weeks every 4-5 months, she is an excellent human being, and she is a wonderful girlfriend, she helped me move from Florida to Texas, took care of me when I got my wisdom teeth removed, she is caring and she definitely loves me, I have no doubt about that. We talk everyday on Discord App (Online voice talk app), watch movies, talk and what not... but is virtual I want to "feel" someone.
Now the thing is, I've been taking care my whole life to not pregnant a woman, I don't like kids, neither I want them; but she has one 4yrs old kid. she's a 32 years old single mom.
When we started dating I found her really attractive and I still kind of do, she is pretty, but she doesn't take care of her physique, not because she doesn't want to, but because she has to work a lot to provide for her kid. She already asked me money and was unable to pay me back, I did not asked her to pay it back because I know her situation. Even so, I am very grateful for all the kindness and love she has given to me, she tells me often how much she loves me, that she would love to marry me and live with me. But now she just started a new business in her city, a pedology business and a beauty salon, if you add the fact that she can't leave her daughter behind, that I don't want kids, and that I don't find her as attractive as I used to; here is when I start doubting about my relationship.
I'm a 28 y/o man, I exercise 5-6 days a week, no kids, a very good salary with a remote job, and living my life with the freedom a lot would envy. However I find myself asking, am I missing something? I see a lot of beautiful women I want to approach but I don't do it because I respect my relationship, because I would never harm her that way, even if she lives miles away, it might sound false but I love her and don't want her to feel any kind of pain.
I want to go out and meet more women, to have someone to hug, to go to a restaurant, to the cinema, have sex on the weekend, or see each other mid week, someone close enough to be with me, does it makes sense?
I really feel like I should go out and meet more people, give a chance to this other choice, BUT I also feel that this might be the worst decision in my life, and that I will never find a woman that will love me as much as she does.
This is the hardest part to me, wanting someone to be in a "close relationship" but I'm scared that if I go out and look for that I might lose the best partner I've ever had. I don't know what to do, any advice is greatly appreciated.
TL;DR
I have a long distance relationship with a single mom, I don't want kids and I don't find her as attractive as I used to. But she is the best girlfriend I ever had.
I'm tired of the distance and want to start looking for a "same city relationship" but I'm scared that I might lose the best partner that I might have in all my life. Should I break up with my current girlfriend and go out meet more people?
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I have a GF who lives in Mexico, I see her 1-2 weeks every 4-5 months, she is an excellent human being, and she is a wonderful girlfriend, she helped me move from Florida to Texas, took care of me when I got my wisdom teeth removed, she is caring and she definitely loves me, I have no doubt about that. We talk everyday on Discord App (Online voice talk app), watch movies, talk and what not... but is virtual I want to "feel" someone.
Now the thing is, I've been taking care my whole life to not pregnant a woman, I don't like kids, neither I want them; but she has one 4yrs old kid. she's a 32 years old single mom.
When we started dating I found her really attractive and I still kind of do, she is pretty, but she doesn't take care of her physique, not because she doesn't want to, but because she has to work a lot to provide for her kid. She already asked me money and was unable to pay me back, I did not asked her to pay it back because I know her situation. Even so, I am very grateful for all the kindness and love she has given to me, she tells me often how much she loves me, that she would love to marry me and live with me. But now she just started a new business in her city, a pedology business and a beauty salon, if you add the fact that she can't leave her daughter behind, that I don't want kids, and that I don't find her as attractive as I used to; here is when I start doubting about my relationship.
I'm a 28 y/o man, I exercise 5-6 days a week, no kids, a very good salary with a remote job, and living my life with the freedom a lot would envy. However I find myself asking, am I missing something? I see a lot of beautiful women I want to approach but I don't do it because I respect my relationship, because I would never harm her that way, even if she lives miles away, it might sound false but I love her and don't want her to feel any kind of pain.
I want to go out and meet more women, to have someone to hug, to go to a restaurant, to the cinema, have sex on the weekend, or see each other mid week, someone close enough to be with me, does it makes sense?
I really feel like I should go out and meet more people, give a chance to this other choice, BUT I also feel that this might be the worst decision in my life, and that I will never find a woman that will love me as much as she does.
This is the hardest part to me, wanting someone to be in a "close relationship" but I'm scared that if I go out and look for that I might lose the best partner I've ever had. I don't know what to do, any advice is greatly appreciated.
TL;DR
I have a long distance relationship with a single mom, I don't want kids and I don't find her as attractive as I used to. But she is the best girlfriend I ever had.
I'm tired of the distance and want to start looking for a "same city relationship" but I'm scared that I might lose the best partner that I might have in all my life. Should I break up with my current girlfriend and go out meet more people?
2023.06.05 07:41 GrimmNeedles 30 [M4R] CA/USA - Long term friends?
Hello there, mysterious stranger!
I am here to hopefully find new friends, as well as, new chats. Long term would be preferred, of course, but you have to start somewhere.
A little bit about myself: Avid movies and tv shows watcher. You too? What, you don’t say?!. Movie genres, that I like, are all over the place. Favorite genre, though, horror. Slasher films, Halloween especially, that would be my top one favorite slasher series, but I also enjoy stuff like, The Exorcist, Christine, etc. Psychological horror is cool also. Hereditary and Midsommar, I'd recommend both for that kind of horror aspect. The most recent horror movies that I saw were Rec, and then, Rec 2, obviously the sequel, but holy crap, I would recommend 100%, if you like horror.
Obligatory enjoyer of video games. I currently have an Xbox Series X, as well as, a custom PC. At the current moment, I’m switching between GTA Online on the Xbox, and then, Forza Horizon 5 on PC. I do have various other games on both Steam and also the Epic Games Launcher.
If you wish to try to chat, feel free to send a chat message (If those work?). A normal message works also, if chat messages are bugged and etc. i do have Discord also, but would prefer we've been talking for a while, before moving onto there, personally. Bye!
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I am here to hopefully find new friends, as well as, new chats. Long term would be preferred, of course, but you have to start somewhere.
A little bit about myself: Avid movies and tv shows watcher. You too? What, you don’t say?!. Movie genres, that I like, are all over the place. Favorite genre, though, horror. Slasher films, Halloween especially, that would be my top one favorite slasher series, but I also enjoy stuff like, The Exorcist, Christine, etc. Psychological horror is cool also. Hereditary and Midsommar, I'd recommend both for that kind of horror aspect. The most recent horror movies that I saw were Rec, and then, Rec 2, obviously the sequel, but holy crap, I would recommend 100%, if you like horror.
Obligatory enjoyer of video games. I currently have an Xbox Series X, as well as, a custom PC. At the current moment, I’m switching between GTA Online on the Xbox, and then, Forza Horizon 5 on PC. I do have various other games on both Steam and also the Epic Games Launcher.
If you wish to try to chat, feel free to send a chat message (If those work?). A normal message works also, if chat messages are bugged and etc. i do have Discord also, but would prefer we've been talking for a while, before moving onto there, personally. Bye!
2023.06.05 07:40 cheeezywheel Is it wrong to not do a nightly call on my sons birthday?
Supposed to do nightly calls at a certain time each night to other parent. Other parent refused to call the first year and then told me they would be calling every night last month. My son’s birthday (not her kid) is coming up and I just don’t want to do the call that night. They are on the phone for less than a minute most nights, but she speaks poorly about my son from my new relationship and wished a miscarriage on him. I want to just say they will call the next night because we will be celebrating with family.
I also want to add, last year (my sons 1st bday) we had a party planned and she kept the kids despite the court order. Ruined the party and we had to reschedule and then nobody showed up because of it. It sounds petty but I don’t want her to be involved in anyway that day. Is that wrong of me?
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I also want to add, last year (my sons 1st bday) we had a party planned and she kept the kids despite the court order. Ruined the party and we had to reschedule and then nobody showed up because of it. It sounds petty but I don’t want her to be involved in anyway that day. Is that wrong of me?
2023.06.05 07:36 CreditNo1006 girls- never settle and stand your ground
I’ve been with my current SD for almost 5 months now, and after a tenuous search and filtering through johns and splendas, I feel as though I got really lucky with him.
Weekly wine and dines, monthly allowance of ~5xxxUSD equivalent, bought me a new phone, macbook, and apple watch, plus a few odd ends. Plus he lives in a luxury hotel and I have his access card (rooftop pool, breakfast buffet, 24hr gym + sauna etc). I have been thinking of going back to school and he said he would pay for my tuition as well as additional support should I choose to do so. He almost makes me feel guilty for getting spoilt (read: ALMOST).
I always see posts on here about girls complaining about men who don’t want to spoil them, and I hate to see young beautiful women second-guess their own worth. If you want it, then you deserve it!! You should NEVER settle for someone just because you’re “desperate” or think your ideal SD isn’t out there.
Supply creates demand, and the reason these dusty men continue to insist on cheap sex is because there are girls out there who are willing to settle. Simple as that!
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Weekly wine and dines, monthly allowance of ~5xxxUSD equivalent, bought me a new phone, macbook, and apple watch, plus a few odd ends. Plus he lives in a luxury hotel and I have his access card (rooftop pool, breakfast buffet, 24hr gym + sauna etc). I have been thinking of going back to school and he said he would pay for my tuition as well as additional support should I choose to do so. He almost makes me feel guilty for getting spoilt (read: ALMOST).
I always see posts on here about girls complaining about men who don’t want to spoil them, and I hate to see young beautiful women second-guess their own worth. If you want it, then you deserve it!! You should NEVER settle for someone just because you’re “desperate” or think your ideal SD isn’t out there.
Supply creates demand, and the reason these dusty men continue to insist on cheap sex is because there are girls out there who are willing to settle. Simple as that!
2023.06.05 07:34 ollivierre Virtual/Simulate iOS/iPadOS devices for testing
Is there a way to run or Virtualize/Simulate iOS/iPadOS devices for testing purposes similar to how we would virtualize a Windows 10 machine say on Hyper-V or VMWare ? We are testing new apps and policies for iOS and would love to know if this is possible.
Or do we have to have a physical iPad/iPhone to test with ?
Thanks,
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Or do we have to have a physical iPad/iPhone to test with ?
Thanks,
2023.06.05 07:34 flatbread92 Why and how did my Powerlink change my router's SSID?
My router is connected to my mesh access point (with an SSID, let's say X) and my Powerlink adapter. I place my mesh access point in my living room. I then install the wireless Powerlink adapter in my bedroom, using the default SSID (let's call it Y) and a different password. My phone automatically switches over from X WiFi to the Y WiFi when I get from my living room into my bedroom.
That way, anyone can connect to the wifi (where I share the password) in the living room but not the wifi in the bedroom coz I don't share that password.
However, the curious case is, every 1 to 2 weeks (sometimes everyday), out of the blue, my SSID on my mesh access point will suddenly be changed to a totally different SSID and password (let's call it Z). At first I thought it's a problem w my mesh access point, but after swapping w a new one, the problem persists!
It is only when I remove the Powerlink that the SSID of my mesh access point stop changing from X to Z. My current workaround is to login to the mesh access point config page every time it happens, then change the SSID there again, but it's super annoying.
Any idea why?
Granted, I bought my Powerlink as second hand. But how would that allow Powerlink to access the SSID settings which has its own login interface and credentials???
I'm lost now, and might just throw my Powerlink away if this persists, and just add another mess access point which is a pity. 😭
Location: Singapore Telco: Singtel
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That way, anyone can connect to the wifi (where I share the password) in the living room but not the wifi in the bedroom coz I don't share that password.
However, the curious case is, every 1 to 2 weeks (sometimes everyday), out of the blue, my SSID on my mesh access point will suddenly be changed to a totally different SSID and password (let's call it Z). At first I thought it's a problem w my mesh access point, but after swapping w a new one, the problem persists!
It is only when I remove the Powerlink that the SSID of my mesh access point stop changing from X to Z. My current workaround is to login to the mesh access point config page every time it happens, then change the SSID there again, but it's super annoying.
Any idea why?
Granted, I bought my Powerlink as second hand. But how would that allow Powerlink to access the SSID settings which has its own login interface and credentials???
I'm lost now, and might just throw my Powerlink away if this persists, and just add another mess access point which is a pity. 😭
Location: Singapore Telco: Singtel
2023.06.05 07:32 Sloth_Alchemist Perfectionistic tendencies of the Inferior function
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2023.06.05 07:31 Inside_Guard7380 I am 23 and I have no idea what to do in my life.
I am 23 and I have so many issues that I just do not know how to deal with those. Hence, I thought of writing my question here, hoping to find some answers..
I have just graduated from a university and I am not even sure what I want to do in my life anymore. I do not have any goals or aspirations. I just follow what others do and do the same. I do not think so it would be feasible in the long run but I just don't seem to be capable of taking decisions for myself. Anything that I try, is fun at the beginning but then it gets too hard and then I give up. I do not know when I turned into such a quitter but this is what I am now. Also, I am extremely overweight. I am way too conscious about my body and I really wish to lose weight. But as I mentioned before I am just a quitter. I cannot stick to a diet. I cannot stick to exercising. I also have this issue where I just stress eat a lot. And I am under stress quite often(or you could say, I easily get stressed). I have moved to a new city where I do not know literally anyone and I just have two friends from my entire life to whom I talk on the phone some days but that's it. I do not have anyone to socially interact to IRL either. I just stay in my room, work a little and waste my time away for the rest of the day.
I really wish to improve and have a good life, who doesn't but I don't even know what I can do to improve my life or if anything can even help me now. Thanks for reading so far, it really means a lot to me :)
TLDR : I do not know what I am doing in my life in terms of career, health and social interactions and I would like some advice to change these aspects of my life. Please help!
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I have just graduated from a university and I am not even sure what I want to do in my life anymore. I do not have any goals or aspirations. I just follow what others do and do the same. I do not think so it would be feasible in the long run but I just don't seem to be capable of taking decisions for myself. Anything that I try, is fun at the beginning but then it gets too hard and then I give up. I do not know when I turned into such a quitter but this is what I am now. Also, I am extremely overweight. I am way too conscious about my body and I really wish to lose weight. But as I mentioned before I am just a quitter. I cannot stick to a diet. I cannot stick to exercising. I also have this issue where I just stress eat a lot. And I am under stress quite often(or you could say, I easily get stressed). I have moved to a new city where I do not know literally anyone and I just have two friends from my entire life to whom I talk on the phone some days but that's it. I do not have anyone to socially interact to IRL either. I just stay in my room, work a little and waste my time away for the rest of the day.
I really wish to improve and have a good life, who doesn't but I don't even know what I can do to improve my life or if anything can even help me now. Thanks for reading so far, it really means a lot to me :)
TLDR : I do not know what I am doing in my life in terms of career, health and social interactions and I would like some advice to change these aspects of my life. Please help!
2023.06.05 07:30 Supegamar UPDATED LINK TO ASSETTO CORSA MOD DB DISCORD
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2023.06.05 07:30 daddy_dex999 [Online][Flexible] The Grim Darkness of the Far Future
For more than a hundred centuries, the Emperor of mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass, writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology.
He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man, for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die. Yet, even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars. Their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will.
Vasts armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest among his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines. Bio-engineered super warriors. Their comrades-in-arms are legion: The Imperial Guard, and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition, and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus, to name only a few.
But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to Humanity: from aliens... heretics... mutants... and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times.
Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be relearned.
Forget the promise of progress, and understanding.
For in the grim darkness of the far future... there is only war.
I'm interested in telling a tale of the dark future. Prior knowledge of the setting and systems is utterly unnecessary. The system is flexible, we could use one of the myriad and highly specific d100 systems, the new Imperium Maledictum system, or the Wrath and Glory d10 system if we want a lot of variety.
I'm interested in players who love getting immersed in deep atmospheres and who enjoy both tactical combat as well as fun roleplay.
Shoot me a dm on discord at Decks#1968 for more info
submitted by daddy_dex999 to lfg [link] [comments]
He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man, for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die. Yet, even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars. Their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will.
Vasts armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest among his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines. Bio-engineered super warriors. Their comrades-in-arms are legion: The Imperial Guard, and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition, and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus, to name only a few.
But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to Humanity: from aliens... heretics... mutants... and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times.
Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be relearned.
Forget the promise of progress, and understanding.
For in the grim darkness of the far future... there is only war.
I'm interested in telling a tale of the dark future. Prior knowledge of the setting and systems is utterly unnecessary. The system is flexible, we could use one of the myriad and highly specific d100 systems, the new Imperium Maledictum system, or the Wrath and Glory d10 system if we want a lot of variety.
I'm interested in players who love getting immersed in deep atmospheres and who enjoy both tactical combat as well as fun roleplay.
Shoot me a dm on discord at Decks#1968 for more info
2023.06.05 07:29 Mental-Rush-9036 Dissapointed in ALT resource website handling of a recent issue.
I thought I would post this on here, as I believe it is relevant to ALT's in Japan, and the resources they use.
Context: A user recently posted two English teaching presentations to a popular ALT resource activity website (Website X). The activities were named 'Pride Month? Pride History and Debate' and 'Sex, Gender and How to Use Pronouns' and caused a lot of users in the ALT community to be upset.
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First of all, I do not want to argue the legitimacy and authenticy of the posted presentations, as I am under the impression that they were posted to cause a stir and a bit of a troll, rather than educate Japanese students on the topics stated in their respective title.
Regardless, I am dissapointed in how it was handled by Website X.
First off, I think it is important to acknowledge the time and effort that the admins put into creating Website X. It is one of the best resources available for ALT's to use. This website has helped me a lot with teaching English in Japan, especially in my early years. It should be acknowledged that they are a great help to ALT's, especailly as usually they are free to use.
I also want to say that teaching topics relating to gender and sexuality to new English speakers is complex, and that possibly ALT's are not the most qualified to be teaching such topics.
Acknowledgement aside, I think that the Website X's community that has been enabled and exists should not be void from providing feedback or communicating how they think the site could be better. This online resrouce was created for the ALT community, enabling them to create, share and offer suggestions on English activites.
I also believe that due to the upsetting nature of the presentation, it is in reason for people to be quite vocally offended and angry in tone when reacting to the content of the presentation. I think that this does not make what the opnions of the people commenting illogical and ignorable. Just because people are angry, doesn't mean they are dumb.
After the activites were posted, a lot of users were upset in the comments, and communicating their frustrations with the activity and its shortfalls in research and accuracy. These then was carried over on to the website's discord community, where some users were calling for the activity to be deleted.
The site's admin has claimed neutrality, and has given the community a 'telling-off', saying that their comments were hurtful, while ironically leaving the presentations up. There has also been a content and comment freeze on the whole site.
It feels like the community has been told off for calling out blatently offensive content, and has been made to feel like they were being ungrateful for the online resource in the first place. It now feels like the site's admin is threatening to shutdown the site, due to the backlash the presentations recieved.
In these types of situations, a lot of people put bury their heads in the sand, stating that it is too difficult to do anything, and want to claim 'neutrality'. I find that people jump through hoops a lot of the time in order to be complacent with hate/bigotry. Considering the feedback that the presentations recieved, I feel like it would be pretty easy to remove it from the site.
I feel like if the site is shutdown, it would be exactly what the OP of the presentations would want.
What a waste of an incredible online resource that many ALT's use daily.
submitted by Mental-Rush-9036 to teachinginjapan [link] [comments]
Context: A user recently posted two English teaching presentations to a popular ALT resource activity website (Website X). The activities were named 'Pride Month? Pride History and Debate' and 'Sex, Gender and How to Use Pronouns' and caused a lot of users in the ALT community to be upset.
___
First of all, I do not want to argue the legitimacy and authenticy of the posted presentations, as I am under the impression that they were posted to cause a stir and a bit of a troll, rather than educate Japanese students on the topics stated in their respective title.
Regardless, I am dissapointed in how it was handled by Website X.
First off, I think it is important to acknowledge the time and effort that the admins put into creating Website X. It is one of the best resources available for ALT's to use. This website has helped me a lot with teaching English in Japan, especially in my early years. It should be acknowledged that they are a great help to ALT's, especailly as usually they are free to use.
I also want to say that teaching topics relating to gender and sexuality to new English speakers is complex, and that possibly ALT's are not the most qualified to be teaching such topics.
Acknowledgement aside, I think that the Website X's community that has been enabled and exists should not be void from providing feedback or communicating how they think the site could be better. This online resrouce was created for the ALT community, enabling them to create, share and offer suggestions on English activites.
I also believe that due to the upsetting nature of the presentation, it is in reason for people to be quite vocally offended and angry in tone when reacting to the content of the presentation. I think that this does not make what the opnions of the people commenting illogical and ignorable. Just because people are angry, doesn't mean they are dumb.
After the activites were posted, a lot of users were upset in the comments, and communicating their frustrations with the activity and its shortfalls in research and accuracy. These then was carried over on to the website's discord community, where some users were calling for the activity to be deleted.
The site's admin has claimed neutrality, and has given the community a 'telling-off', saying that their comments were hurtful, while ironically leaving the presentations up. There has also been a content and comment freeze on the whole site.
It feels like the community has been told off for calling out blatently offensive content, and has been made to feel like they were being ungrateful for the online resource in the first place. It now feels like the site's admin is threatening to shutdown the site, due to the backlash the presentations recieved.
In these types of situations, a lot of people put bury their heads in the sand, stating that it is too difficult to do anything, and want to claim 'neutrality'. I find that people jump through hoops a lot of the time in order to be complacent with hate/bigotry. Considering the feedback that the presentations recieved, I feel like it would be pretty easy to remove it from the site.
I feel like if the site is shutdown, it would be exactly what the OP of the presentations would want.
What a waste of an incredible online resource that many ALT's use daily.