#HUBBARDS CAVE??

[little-paper-ghost-child]

Sorry just looked it up this sounds like it was written by an aliens trying to sell the product

“Managed to coax out so much flavour” it sounds like this beer is a creature. Is this beer mayhaps a creature.

This had me audibly cackling in the office

[lichenobserver]

it's always really funny to me when people talk abt old graffiti this way like i do understand the old stuff is worth documenting but it comes off like "tragically, this priceless collection of historical 'dave was here' messages was CALLOUSLY DESTROYED by VANDALS spraypainting 'dave was here' on top of it"

[thedaily-beer]

Hubbard’s Cave Hopsurd DDH IPA (Picked up at Windmill Farms). A 3 of 4. Mostly tropical fruit (stone fruit and citrus) and some faint resin and vegetal qualities in the nose and much the same in the body. Easy-drinking with a medium body and moderate bitterness in the finish. 

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '24 ⸺ 「 3 / 31 * STORM 」

July 16, 1945

Were he a religious man, one who caved to unforeseen hands meddling about in human affairs or one who believed in the existence of a higher power, he might have taken this storm as a warning. A final message from on high as the heavens tear themselves asunder, lashing out in a show of–until now–immeasurable power meant to keep humanity from grasping at things their fingers could never truly hold on to.

You are meddling in affairs you cannot hope to contend with. You seek to open Pandora’s Box, and once you do, you will flounder under the weight of the horrors you have unleashed upon the world. 

And We will not be there to round them up for you.

Perhaps even Nature fears the world that will be forged from ash and flame should the test be successful.

A great dragon of pure energy snakes across the sky, leaping from cloud to cloud in the span of a blink, leaving only a blinding purple trail as evidence of its presence. Then, it roars, rattling the earth and the sky and Emmett can feel it rattling every single last one of his jumpy nerves. 

Conversation flits about the room around him, a half-hushed symphony of overlapping thoughts, fears, and hopes, and Emmett misses most of it until somebody else brings up the storm, immediately catching his attention. He whirls around, turning his back as another flash of lightning splits the clouds.

“It’ll start raining within the hour,” a voice behind him says. “It’s practically upon us. Of all the days—”

“You heard what Hubbard said. By morning—”

“And if he’s wrong and the blast goes off? There’s a chance we get caught up in a radioactive downpour carried here by the wind.”

Despite their put-together appearances and their attempts at light humour, a collective cloud of restlessness and unease hangs in the air, thick enough to take a knife to. It strangles the team, coats their every word in a layer of doubt that would be tantamount to treason should they admit what’s really on their mind and drums up the undercurrent of fear that Emmett has been unable to shake for the past two days. 

He was so certain of himself only a few days ago. The picture of confidence.

Now, he feels like a stranger in his own skin, being forced on the slow death march to the tower where he will await sentencing. His executioner looms overhead, dangling, indifferent to 

If this fails… Then what was this all for? We are doing the right thing, aren’t we?

If this succeeds—

“The question we should be asking ourselves right now isn’t will the test happen? It will. I have faith in this.” Oppenheimer quirks a brow, pausing halfway through rolling up another cigarette as Teller continues, “The question we should be asking is how big will the blast be?”

With a smile, Teller makes a show of digging through his pocket and slaps a slightly wrinkled dollar bill down on the table. “I, for one, predict a hell of an explosion. Forty-five thousand tons’ worth of TNT.”

He looks around, meeting the eyes of his fellow scientists as if to say, place your bets, gentlemen, and Emmett is stunned by the almost physical change this one simple action appears to have on the room. He may not be able to quiet the incessant stream of what-ifs and possibilities racing through his mind until he sees the results of the last few years of their hard work for himself, but he finds himself easing the tension in his shoulders. 

It only takes a moment for Oppenheimer to latch on to this lifeline being thrown out and though he attempts to make no real show of fishing out a dollar from his pocket, all eyes are glued to the man in anticipation.

“Three thousand tons.” He states his wager with all the calculated thoughtfulness he’s known for and places his dollar atop Teller’s, forming a cross with the two bills.

“Three thousand! Do you have so little faith?”

Oppenheimer half-shrugs, looking at the two dollars on the table. “I’d rather not jinx it.”

Somebody snorts and Emmett finds himself the centre of attention as his name is offered up next. 

“What about you, Emmett? You’ve been up close and personal with the stuff. What’s your prediction?” Emmett pauses, giving the wager the consideration it was due. To aim too low would be to admit his reservations, his fears that deep in the back of his mind, this test would prove that even they could not achieve the impossible. The war would rage on, the gadget would not detonate, and all of the long days and longer nights that pushed him and the others to their limits would have been for nothing. 

They could not be wrong, not now. No matter what it meant.

And if that means…

“Thirty thousand,” Emmett declares far more confidently than he feels, angling his dollar ever-so-slightly as he covers Oppenheimer’s. 

Someone claps him on the shoulder and Emmett barely has the chance to step back before the next bet of “Twenty thousand!” rings out, eliciting another round of smiles from the previously tense scientists. 

The conversation kicks up as several more bets are added to the pool, thinning the cloud hanging in the room a little more, and Emmett finds himself swept into heated debates, the horizon momentarily forgotten.

[oqmemphis]

"You have a secret cave with magic minerals in the walls, and you're using that as a shipping warehouse?"

Sometimes, the Foundation's plans are derailed by grand schemes and conspiracies orchestrated by major Groups of Interest. Sometimes, it's one guy with the moral fibre and consequence-evading ability of L. Ron Hubbard.

[original-character-championship]

Bracket E Round 1

Poll 29

Kiru - Replica Vessel 0.1 (@hallowed-nebulae) vs. Cadmus (@marv3l-drag0ns)

313. Kiru - technical name Replica Vessel 0.1 (@hallowed-nebulae)

it/its

It's a bioengineered, cybernetic-organic god-killer who was implanted with a mix of false and real memories obtained from a smaller newborn god out of curiosity for what would happen. It's struggled with identity and is trying to figure out who *it* is independent of the god who's memories it was implanted with. It's disabled and uses crutches to walk. It's demiromantic and bisexual and is capable of some amount of shapeshifting. It's associated with moths and the cycle of death and rebirth. What's not to love.

It's about 5'3", in it's "default" appearance (shapeshifting makes this wonky). It's got iridescent white hair that goes down to it's feet, electric blue eyes with white pupils, and bioluminescent markings all over it's body. These include false tear tracks on its face, marks over it's spine, sternum, and mimicking a ribcage pattern on its chest, and a ring of bioluminescence around its neck; all of these markings are a white-blue save for the neck marking which is white-gold. Kiru has large moth wings in the pattern and shape of Hubbard's silk moths; additionally, it's got a USB cable for a tail with a metal "spine" overlaid on top of the cable, which allows for Kiru to move the tail due to circuits within this spine. It's got claws on its hands and feet and teeth in the pattern of a hyena. Its hair shimmers like gossamer in the light. It wears a gray long-sleeve t-shirt, a light purple cropped jacket, black leggings, and dark gray boots with black soles and a blue stripe on them. It's crutches have black vinyl and yellow metal.  It has a single tassel earrings on its right ear, with an ear cuff attached.

314. Cadmus (@marv3l-drag0ns)

he/they             

Because Dragon, because minecraft, and because they lost their home many times but keep going forward despite wars, despite disability, despite not knowing whats coming next, but knowing deep down that they have to protect those they love if they are to keep moving forward.

Bipedal digitigrade dragon with a long fluffy mane and fur on their tail ridge, with two pairs of horns (one straight, and one that curls around to their jaw). he is missing his wings due to losing them in a caving accident.

[burgercheese1812]

SPOILERS!!!!!!!

Read at your own risk!

My emotions/thoughts through painted devils, because I just finished that shit and holy jamole-

(This took me days to write help 💀)

The seventh lie: (yes it has to be in sections or no one will be able to follow it, not even myself)

YES IT HAS FINALLY ARRIVED

OOOO THE COVER JUST *chefs kiss*

NO DAMMIT VANJA GO BACK

DAMMIT VANJA

Don’t scam the people, don’t scam the people- of course she did.

Hm making up a story about a god, yes this seems completely sane and won’t have future repercussions.

*fast forwards two months* Dammit Vanja.

Don’t go into the barn. DON’T GO INTO THE BARN- of course.

EMERIC!! YAY!

oh… Emeric… 😐

awkward.

YES I’VE MISSED THIER BANTER!!!

*sheep third wheeling is a vibe*

*Enter ScarMad*

Hi, yes hello, what do you mean you cLaiMeD mY bOy eMeRiC?? 😃

*Emeric proceeds to be high-fived in the chest, with red permanent marker*

*Enter PrOcToR KiRkLiNg* p.s: I already hate her.

I hope Vanja cuts KiRkLiNg down a few pegs. Ok a lot of pegs.

Who is Helga and where did she come from? *proceeds to knock KiRkLiNg down a few pegs* I like her.

THE RYE ROLL SCENE IS EVERYTHING 🤌 SASSY HELGA MY BELOVED

#wish I could have seen KiRkLiNg standing on that bridge looking like a shocked fish as her lunch falls into the river

Oh how I wish I could go on a lovely date with my significant other to see murals of human sacrifices that may or may not soon involve them. Oh to be in love.

Ah yes Vanja, because I’m sure just screaming in a cave is going to summon- god dammit it ScarMad.

HA VIRGIN (I can’t say anything)

wait hang on so ScarMad claims people who haven’t… done it yet? Or have no intention of ever doing it? That smells a tad… *sniffs the air* Acephobic.

#cancel the Acephob ScarMad 2023 #acerights

“Human measuring stick I’m inexplicably fond of” I’m sure Emeric loves you to Vanja

Ah yes let’s all just casually stroll up to the other 5 brother and ask for them to participate in a BLOOD SACRIFICE that will go down swimmingly I’m sure!

GIVE EMERIC SOME SHEET VANJA HE’S COLD GOD DAMMIT!

*un- PG 13 -ifies your Vaneric*

PLEASE NOT THE PREGNANCY TROPE- oh ok.

Love Helga being a big sister figure in Vanja’s life. (What the poor naive dingbat did not know is that this is what we call ✨foreshadowing✨)

penis.

Great now I’m going to spend the next week wondering how the hell to pronounce blesséd

Of course KiRkLiNg has to come as well

I love Vikram with all my heart.

GHOSTBUSTERS!

WhAt dO yOu mEaN yOu dOn’T HaVe gOdMoThEr’S????

Of course Vanja drunkenly yelled at one of the brothers

The sixth lie:

Vanja throws horseshit at Emeric, off to a great start 😃👍

Wouldn’t be a book with Vanja without some good ol’ Vanja fashion robbery

Cue the Robin Hood montage

Emeric is loving this.

GHOSTBUSTERS! Pt.2

Never seen the movie but I’m 95% sure this is how Annabelle started

Didn’t always have rails- OHS ‘bout to have a field day☝️😃

SISTER??????

BUM BUM BAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The fifth lie:

IRMGARD WHAT THE HELL??

I’M READY TO THROW HANDS WITH THIS GIRL WHAT THE ACTUAL-

Oh right sister.

Ok let’s leave the absolute HORRORS of Vanja’s back scars and go back to this cliffhanger. Starting with:

WHAT THE FU-

Oh she’s just crazy ok. *mightily suspicious*

I will admit I was fully sucked in by the ant proverb-

Great the cult has followed them

The fourth lie:

Ah… brothels…

JUSTICE FOR AGNETHE!!

“The worst mistake of your life wasn’t upsetting me. It was starting a fight with her” SLAY EMERIC YOU TELL MEAN OLD MOTHER HUBBARD

Emeric has… questions…. 👀

Wish i could solve my problems with a giant ruby

Bath. I will elaborate no further.

THE SCARS!! THIS SCENE MADE ME SOB OF COURSE YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL VANJA 😭

Normal people: “i think I love them.” VANJA THE RIZZLER SCHMIDT (Ros) :“If every star were a reason I care for him—that’s how I feel, like I carry too many stars in me to count, like my skin might burst with the enormity of it all, like if I gather them all up, the only name I could give this is love.”

Thank you very much for teaching me to waltz whilst also teaching me organised crime

*gets called ugly in front of her sole mate* Vanja: dead bugs for you

JSDJDJEHFHDUSUDUEHDFBRHCUSHDBF SHE IS THEIR SISTER HOW DARE YOU DANGLE THAT PLOT POINT IN FRONT OF MY FACE ONLY TO TRICK ME AND THEN CHUCK THAT EMOTIONAL DUMP-TRUCK ON ME, YOU @what-eats-owls ARE MAGNIFICENT PLEASE CONTINUE

The third lie:

Excuse me?

Dead? HER MOTHER IS DEAD? 😃

Ozkar: tells Vanja her mother is dead, also Okzar: ew don’t be sad yucky

HER RIBBON?? THAT CLEARLY IS IMPORTANT TO HER?? I NEED TO PUT ON MY DOUBLE SEEING GLASSES 😳 👓🤏JUST TO SEE THROUGH THIS ABSOLUTE BULLSHI-

Ozkar gets worst brother of the year award. Change my mind, oh wait you can’t.

Love that Emeric can just immediately finds Vanja BEST BOYFRIEND

YES EMERIC’S FAMILY

Emeric talking loveingly about his family is giving both Vanja AND me life

NO NO GET OUT IF EMERIC YOU RUDE OLD HAG HE’S CLEARLY TAKEN

LET GO OF VANJA!!!!

NOT THE ANGST—THE ANGST 😭 DAMN YOU, YOU GLOWY RED BIATCH AND ALGEBRA OR WHAT EVER YOUR DAMN NAME IS FOR GIVING VANJA THIS TRAUMA (Adalbrecht but I can’t spell)

Manacles? 🤨📸

EMERIC WANTS TO KEEP VANJA SAFE FROM HIM 😭 GET YOURSELF A PERSON WITH THIS LEVEL OF DEDICATION

honestly if my future partner doesn’t take paralysis pills when they’re possessed by an evil old glowy witch thing then I don’t want ‘em ✋🙄

THIS CRUSTY DUSTY ASS CRIMSON BIATCH HAS BLOCKED VANJA FROM SEEING HER GOD MOTHERS? This lady better be burnt at the stake and hung drawn and quartered when this is over or I swear to whatever is above that I will cross universes and do it myself.

Of course Vanja’s brother has been taken by an immortal sky women because, well because this was all just a tad too easy

The Imperial Abbey if Truth sounds like the most aesthetically pleasing place and goodness I want SO badly to go there now-

YES DEATH AND FORTUNE YAY!!!!

ScarMad clearly has to go back to preschool BECAUSE SHE HASNT HAD THE PERSONAL SPACE TALK YET, GET OUT OF MY BOY-

Cool. Emeric sleepy = no witchy

That was meant to rhyme :/

My poems aren’t as good as Emeric’s

Also. EMERIC HAS POEMS??? PLEASE SHOW ME I MUST SEE 👹👹

Part 3:

THE ABBESS HAS CANDLES ON HER HEAD? She is so cool what the-

AND SHE’S ONLY A SIDE CHARACTER?

Girlboss fr

ScarMad the fabricated low gOd is in fact not a low god and is instead an… old wheat spirit thing?

Emeric really hates horses part 34

Alone? Vanja was alone at the end? I swear to all that is everything EMERIC BETTER NOT DIE-

Math crimes. (I shall be using all those jokes in the foreseeable future)

Emeric needs to be invited to do some money laundering STAT.

AWWW SIBLING MOMENT

this book really is just an emotional roller coaster, except every once in a while they chuck water on you when you least expect it, just to add to the fun emotional experience.

Cue a lot of legal talk that went right over my head

HAHAHAHA SHE GOT ARRESTED HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA-

YES AND THE GREEN HAND GETS THE uh, BUILDING AND JONIZA AND THEIR DAD GOT THE MONEY AND-

and now Vanja has to go get her brother from the sky lady

The second lie:

RAGNE

RAGNERAGNERAGNERAGNEGRANGE-

I’msohappythatmyfavouritelittleshapshifterisback

Can you tell I love Ragne?

VANJA’S GOING TO RIDE RAGNE

like… a horse…

WITH WINGS???

on the feet…?

I swear everytime I think Ragne couldn’t get any cooler SHE BLOODY GETS COOLER-

Sky lady.

I love sky lady.

There are so many cool characters in this book I just- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The Race! WHO SHALL WIN???

DAMN IT SCARMAD PISS OFF-

A tie? Nice 😎

Vanja has to ride with the Hunt for two weeks? Ok coolcoolcool definitely can’t see this going wrong in the foreseeable future-

She didn’t tell Emeric. 😐

VANJA’S GONNA MET HER FAMILY

And yet another scene that almost made me cry

SHE HAS SO MUCH FAMILY?

THE WEDDING

I love Vanja and her sisters bonding through dressing her up

OMG EMERIC SEEING VANJA ALL DRESSED UP WITH MAKE-UP I- 😭😭😭

Jeezus crickey can ScarMad leave Vanja alone FOR FIVE BLOODY MINUTES??

“What is wrong with you, why are you red??”

the first lie:

Love that Vanja’s whole family just drops everything to help her 😭

I’ve done and am I currently doing a lot of crying and I’m not even at the end yet?

KiRkLiNg is being… tolerable? Perhaps I was wrong about her. Maybe I judged her to quickly? (Later I regretted ever thinking these words)

Just realised I haven’t mentioned Ambrozia (?) a lot and I would just like to say, girlboss©️

GHOSTBUSTERS! Pt.3

NO RAGNE

And today on Vanja’s list of low gods to befriend is moss lady

the goat scene. I will now go have nightmares now thank you very much.

JUST LEAVE THEM ALONE ! STOP TELEPORTING THEM

she won’t let them up the bridge. she won’t let them get the anchor.

I have since fallen off the edge of my seat and am lying on the floor reading as fast as I possibly can

Ah yes, the only sane option, jump off the bridge into the jaws of a hellhound 👏👏

Emeric really is ride or die huh

THEY- NO. ON THE RIVER BANK?????

SCANDALOUS!!!!!

…

I take it back please Emeric is just the ride NOT THE DIE I REPEAT PLEASE NOT THE DIE

GIVE HIM BACK YOU INSUFFERABLE RED CANDLESTICK

I am crying with Vanja

HELL YES BRUNNE LETS GOOOOOOOOO

YES GIRLBOSS IS BACK ON HER FEET GO GO GO

The actual red maiden was just sitting in a cave CRYING THIS WHOLE TIME? I say, whilst sitting in my dark room after sobbing through most of this book

YES THE FINAL ASSAULT PUT SCARMAD IN HER PLACE

…

what in. the frick frack diddly dack, fuggle nuggles bloody HELL DID SHE JUST SAY???

MARTHE???

HER.

MOTHER????????

HER MOTHER????????

YOU’RE TELLING ME. THAT HER MOTHER. ORCHESTRATED ALL OF THIS. JUST BECAUSE VANJA WAS GOING TO BE HAPPY??????

SHE’S READY TO SACRIFICE HER WHOLE FAMILY?????

911 child protection services?

Just Marthe dangling Emeric over a hungry hell hound ready to drop him in, Mother in laws am I right?

Gonna buy therapy for Vanja, Emeric, (Marthe can rot) and then myself.

HAHAHAHAHAHAAH GO DEATH GO FORTUNE THE TRUE PARENTS MUAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA

this all brings me great satisfaction.

BACK INTO THE LATERN AND STRAIGHT INTO THE HELLHOUNDS MOUTH HA

SLAAAAAAAAAAAAY 💅(literally)

Ooooooo yeah 😬 makes sense that the town would lowkey hate Vanja

They get to have a dance 🥺🥺 (one that isn’t threaten by a glowing red demon mother)

Oh. 😳

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!

Slay they deserve that.

Water break before the end 🥲

Take back EVERYTHING that I rethought about KiRkLiNg, girl still a baitch

Ofc KiRkLiNg would still want Vanja gone WHAT DID I EVEN THINK-

Vanja.

No.

No Vanja. Don’t do that.

DON’T THINK LIKE THAT VANJA

GOD DAMN IT VANJA STOP

PLEASE SAY HE HEARD THAT, EMERIC HEARD IT BEFORE HE FELL UNCONSCIOUS PLEASE

EMERIC SHE LOVES YOU SHE SAID IT!

VANJA NO

KIRKLING DAMN YOU!

SHE HATES EMERIC??????

WAIT WOAH HOLD UP KIRKLING HATES EMERIC??

VANJA STOP NO!

BRUNNE NO!

…

Screaming crying throwing up.

After the book i just lay on my bed clutching the book sobbing. Then i stopped sobbing and just lay there.

Truely a magnificent book and even this happens to pop up on your fyp and you read all the way down here then:

READ THE BLOODY BOOK! GO! RIGHT NOW! BUY IT! READ IT!

Gonna go reread it myself, I just love crying my eyes out 😗✌️, no but really the book is just amazing and I wish I could read it for the first time again. Thank you so much @what-eats-owls you are truly a magnificent writer and I cannot WAIT for book 3, thank you so much.

[azuremallone]

Hubbard's Cave project not finished in time for DNC in Chicago

I think it sends exactly the right message: Vote Democrat and you get decay and failure.

[antonio-velardo]

Antonio Velardo shares: Rescuers Blast Open Passages to Extract Sick Explorer From Cave by Ben Hubbard and Safak Timur

By Ben Hubbard and Safak Timur Mark Dickey, an American, became ill 3,400 feet underground in a cave in Turkey. International crews have gathered to help, but it will take time to carry him out. Published: September 8, 2023 at 02:36PM from NYT World https://ift.tt/5pvWQ2t via IFTTT

[linus-wickworth]

August 2023 Reading Recap

I managed to squeeze in a total of 95 books for this month, which is much too long to not have under a read-more. But here's my total stats:

Total: 95 books and 1 short story. Oldest: The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (1848). Longest: Les Misérables (1463pg). Average Pages: 289. 64% were YA. 56% were read as e-book or audiobook. 56% were written by female authors. Rep: 28% queer, 35% mental health, 25% POC, 15% disability.

5 Stars:

Pedro & Daniel by Federico Erebia The Hero of Ages by Brandon Sanderson Negative Space by B. R. Yeagar Head Case by Sarah Aronson A List Of Cages by Robin Roe How It Feels to Float by Helena Fox A World Without You by Beth Revis The Inexplicable Logic of My Life by Benjamin Alire Sáenz Orbiting Jupiter by Gary D. Schmidt The Vanishing Place by Theresa Emminizer The Cost of Knowing by Brittney Morris A Death on the Wolf by G.M. Frazier

4.5 Stars:

Lost Girls by Ann Kelley Beauty of the Broken by Tawni Waters Honeybee by Craig Silvey Bang, Bang, You're Dead! by Narinder Dhami We Need to Do Something by Max Booth III We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver My Father's Scar by Michael Cart Phoenix Rising by Karen Hesse More Than This by Patrick Ness Born to Serve by Josephine Cox Forgive Me, Leonard Peacock by Matthew Quick Howl by Shaun David Hutchinson You Asked for Perfect by Laura Silverman

4 Stars:

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte A Very, Very Bad Thing by Jeffery Self Double by Jenny Valentine Tattoo Atlas by Tim Floreen The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold Bridge of Clay by Markus Zusak The Escape by Hannah Jayne My Abandonment by Peter Rock Brother by Ania Ahlborn Counterfeit Son by Elaine Marie Alphin The Escape from Home by Avi Les Misérables by Victor Hugo Young Pioneers by Rose Wilder Lane Elantris by Brandon Sanderson Let's Call It a Doomsday by Katie Henry Raven Summer by David Almond The Emperor's Soul by Brandon Sanderson The Hole by Hye-Young Pyun The Prince and the Pauper by Mark Twain Pandemic by Yvonne Ventresca Ashfall by Mike Mullin

3.5 Stars:

10 Things I Can See from Here by Carrie Mac Lord of the Flies by William Golding Calvin by Martine Leavitt The Long Weekend by Savita Kalhan Complicit by Stephanie Kuehn Surviving Bear Island by Paul Greci Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli Rainbow Boys by Alex Sanchez

3 Stars:

They Never Came Home by Lois Duncan Five and the Stately Homes Gang by Claude Voilier Five Go On Television by Claude Voilier Five and the Golden Galleon by Claude Voilier Ten Mile River by Paul Griffin Five in Fancy Dress by Claude Voilier Pig Boy by J.C. Burke Five Versus the Black Mask by Claude Voilier The Meaning of Birds by Jaye Robin Brown Five and the Pink Pearls by Claude Voilier The Trouble With Half a Moon by Danette Vigilante I Am David by Anne Holm I Am The Cheese by Robert Cormier Five and the Secret of the Caves by Claude Voilier The Fear by Spencer Hamilton Five and the Z-Rays by Claude Voilier Hold Fast by Kevin Major The Disturbed Girl's Dictionary by NoNieqa Ramos Five and the Knights' Treasure by Claude Voilier

2.5 Stars:

The Rag and Bone Shop by Robert Cormier Five and the Mystery of the Emeralds by Claude Voilier Five and the Missing Cheetah by Claude Voilier Outside Looking In by James Lincoln Collier Tears of a Tiger by Sharon M. Draper The Hobbit by J. R. R Tolkien Too Soon for Jeff by Marilyn Reynolds Mine by Delilah S. Dawson Five And The Cavalier's Treasure by Claude Voilier Five and the Blue Bear Mystery by Claude Voilier Supermassive by Nina Rossing Five And The Strange Legacy by Claude Voilier

2 Stars:

The Island Keeper by Harry Mazer The Winter Children by Lulu Taylor 33 Snowfish by Adam Rapp Five and the Hijackers by Claude Voilier Let The Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist Paper Covers Rock by Jenny Hubbard The Story of King Arthur and his Knights by Howard Pyle

1.5 Stars:

Aliens in the Family by Margaret Mahy The Kingdom By The Sea by Robert Westall The Nightmarys by Dan Poblocki

[mrunterstrichtom]

donnerstag, 8. juni ‘23, 00.09 uhr

liste_070623

views – that far horse lords – against gravity balkan beat box – hermetico kompromat – niemand cold cave – glory drei meter feldweg – weltuntergang victor démé – yafaké the dead suns– living among the stars nastyfacts – drive my car milkwave – hubbard morrison graves – cut by the same cloth jean mignon – bad bad boy the venus fly trap – control addicts

[brandonsdrunkagain]

Liquid Double IPA from Parish Brewing, a few from Gilla Brewing, Helles, Oktoberfest and Southern Confection 15% Praline Stout, Sensory Overload Hazy IPA from Ology Brewing, 5% Tint IPA from Spindletap Brewing, Sunday Service 14.8% Ice Cream Sundae Stout from Prairie Artisan Ales, Coast To Coast Double IPA from Trim Tab, HopHeems Double IPA from Spindletap and French Toast Stout from Hubbards Cave Brewing.

[nigelspookerjee]

My Christmas gift to the Clue Crew:

Various characters dressed festively for the holidays. Enjoy (it took me a long time to do this so I rly hope u do xoxo)

[beardedmrbean]

Last time I check Malcom X isn’t talked about mic in school because he was a extremist (yeah yeah he change later on before his murder.)

Also do tumblr and Twitter forget that school lgives you the bare bones of a era in the span of 45 minutes classroom. So someone like MLK is much easier to teach to kids vs Malcom X.

And since you said a antisemtic group, Malcom learn who owned a lot of slave ships or something?

That first bit is basically what I said, that last one is totally off base.

Tired old complaint that's meant to be inflammatory and if I wanted to do a rebuttal I could point out the slavery in the Ottoman empire or even just the logical observation that everyone was involved and singling any one group out for special attention is a bad look. __________________

You want to know what NOI has against Jewish people, I'll let you know.

Short version is Wallace Fard Muhammad and his successor Elijah Muhammad are like a black L. Ron Hubbard.

Longer version is. (I'll trim unneeded/redundant bits and TL:DR)

In the beliefs of the Nation of Islam (NOI), Yakub was a black scientist who lived 6,600 years ago and began the creation of the white race/whites. He is said to have done this through a form of selective breeding which is referred to as "grafting", while he was living on the island of Patmos. The Nation of Islam's theology states that Yakub is the biblical Jacob.

Yakub is said to have been born in Mecca at a time when 30% of original black people were "dissatisfied". He was a member of the Meccan branch of the Tribe of Shabazz. Yakub acquired the nickname "big head", because of his unusually large head and his arrogance. At the age of six, he discovered the law of attraction and repulsion by playing with magnets made of steel.

This insight led to a plan to create new people. He "saw an unlike human being, made to attract others, who could, with the knowledge of tricks and lies, rule the original black man.” By the age of 18, he had exhausted all knowledge in the universities of Mecca. He then discovered that the original black man contained both a "black germ" and a "brown germ". With 59,999 followers, he went to an "isle in the Aegean Sea called Pelan", which Muhammad identifies with Patmos. Once there, he established a despotic regime and set about breeding out the black traits, killed all darker babies, and created a brown race after 200 years.

He died his followers finished his work and after 600 years the white man existed finally.

The new race traveled to Mecca where they caused so much trouble they were exiled to "West Asia (Europe), and stripped of everything but the language….Once there, they were roped in, to keep them out of Paradise….The soldiers patrolled the border armed with swords, to prevent the devils from crossing." For many centuries they lived a barbaric life, surviving naked in caves and eating raw meat, but eventually they were drawn out of the caves by Moses who "taught them to wear clothes". Moses tried to civilize them, but eventually gave up and blew up 300 of the most troublesome of them with dynamite.

(Dynamite thing kills me every time, but it's all nonsensical so why not)

"Whites" were defined as Europeans. Elijah Muhammad also asserted that some of the new white race "tried to graft themselves back into the black nation, but they had nothing to go by." As a result, they became gorillas. "A few were lucky enough to make a start, and got as far as what you call the gorilla. In fact, all of the monkey family are from this 2,000 year history of the white race in Europe."

Now to the nitty gritty basis of their Antisemitism

The name Yaqub (Yakub) is the Arabic variant of the name of the Biblical Patriarch known as Jacob in English language versions of the Bible, and as Yaqob in Biblical Hebrew. Fard Muhammad's Yakub has some parallels to the Biblical Jacob's role as the father of the tribes of Israel. The idea that Jews were an "artificial race" created by interbreeding and dependent on "tricks and lies" already existed in anti-Semitic theories of the time. The story of Yakub includes Jews as part of a wider artificially created "white" race. ___________________________________________

TL:DR; The biblical patriarch Jacob the son of Isaac who is the son of Abraham, who became the father of Joseph and the heads of the 12 Tribes of Israel is who their doctrine teaches created the white man in order to subjugate and rule over the black man.

So they blame the Jewish people for absolutely everything negative that's happened to black people for the last 6000 years.

So many others through history have tried to use them as a scapegoat, what's one more group right? ____________________________

one other bit too tack on for anyone that might wonder if they're really supposed to be the same person

In speeches by Malcolm X, Yakub is identified completely with Jacob. Referring to the story of Jacob wrestling with the angel, Malcolm X states that Elijah Muhammad told him that "Jacob was Yacub, and the angel that Jacob wrestled with wasn't God, it was the government of the day". This was because Yakub was seeking funds for his expedition to Patmos,

But ya, black L. Ron Hubbard _____________

One last bit

Last time I check Malcom X isn’t talked about mic in school because he was a extremist (yeah yeah he change later on before his murder.)

Sad you're not mentioning that all signs point to him being murdered on the orders of current NoI leader Louis Farrakhan.

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Honestly I'm really just waiting for the fedora tipping atheist™ squad to start in on NoI, it'd be good for a laugh

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[theastromancer]

Cancer Rising

The Symbols: 

This person has come into the world wearing the mask of the Nurturer, the Healer, the Mother, or the Sensitive. Other images for Cancer include the Invisible One, Old Mother Hubbard, the Hobbit, the Rememberer or the Homebody. Less than optimal manifestations of this Ascendant might include the Smother-mother, the Clingy One, the Hypersensitive One, or the Crybaby.

The Style:

As with all water signs, this Ascendant is complex, so we’ll spend some extra time here.

Cancer doesn’t mean biologically female, but this is the sign of the archetypal feminine, the archetypal Great Goddess, the lunar counterpart to the Leonine Sun God. Think of Cancer as the epitome of “yin” energy, that which is nurturing, receptive, and fertile--and dark, mysterious, inward and unpredictable.

In prehistoric societies now lost in time, before we knew that sex led to babies, we might well have associated the creative function with women, who mysteriously brought forth children from their own flesh and blood. When not bearing children, and before the age of artificial lights, it’s likely that women’s cycles tended to attune themselves to the approximately twenty-eight day cycle of the Moon.

Until relatively recently in modern astrology, it’s been all too easy to dismiss the Moon and the yin territory that it rules, just as it’s been all too easy to dismiss the feminine. We would do well to remember that some of the earliest astronomical and astrological records were of the Moon’s cycle. The Sun rules the day and is predictably invisible at night. The Moon, who rules the night and the dark, is sometimes visible during the day and sometimes invisible at night. Yin energy is cyclical, too, sometimes dark and sometimes full, just as the Moon waxes and wanes and changes speed. The Moon rules over fertility and birth--and over the dark, the night, the real and imaginary creatures who walk there, and the ultimate night of death. As a midwife once told me, “Death is always present at birth.” Perhaps that’s one reason, apart from the Moon’s phases, why many lunar goddesses have more than one face: maiden, mother, crone.

The Moon rules the high and love tides of our oceans and of our emotional lives, whose karmic imprints we all carry. It rules the body’s automatic systems: digestion, endocrine, etc., all the bodily functions that aren’t under the conscious control of the mind. The Moon rules the fluids of which our bodies are mostly composed. It rules caves and the chthonic energy associated with them. It rules our ancestors and, I suspect, whatever known or unknown influences they have in our lives.

Just as people with Leo rising wear the Sun God’s energy and all it implies of archetypal kingship or even the godhead metaphorically imprinted on their faces, people with Cancer carry the full fluctuating weight of the Moon Goddess upon theirs. Someone with a Cancer Ascendant has reached an evolutionary stage where he or she should present a gentle, caring, tender and reflective face to the world. Remember that one of Cancer’s traditional symbols is the Crab, a delicate creature with a hard exoskeleton that helps it survive. A person with this Ascendant needs some “shells,” some protective mechanisms, some deflector shields. The development of enough discernment to know when to raise the shields and when to lower them is crucial. Otherwise, people with Cancer rising can go through life either inappropriately defended and defensive, or so open and vulnerable that they become codependent or are repeatedly hurt and manipulated. Years ago, I heard the astrology Richard Idemon call dysfunctional Cancer “the breast looking for the baby or the baby looking for the breast.” To that image I would add “the barnacle:” someone who’s shut down behind what could become a PermaShell, usually after bouncing back and forth between those breast-or-baby extremes and not yet integrating them.

People with Cancer rising should face life with imagination, receptivity, the full development of their feeling function and of a rich inner life, and as open a heart as possible consistent with their emotional survival. The fuel of whatever strengthens the feeling function and feeds the imagination and makes it fertile. The terrain is anywhere one must navigate by feeling, intuition and patience rather than by logic.

If the rest of the chart is self-contained and analytical, the Cancer Ascendant is intended to soften this person and help him or her be more aware of the feeling side of life. If the rest of the chart is creative or psychologically oriented, the Cancer Ascendant is intended to help give this person access to deep inner sources of self-awareness. In any case, this rising sign’s demeanor should convey the message: “Here is a sensitive, imaginative, empathic and supportive person, who may be quiet or unavailable at the moment, but these still waters run deep.”

If no one provided adequate nurturing in the Cancer Ascendant’s childhood, this person can become “the baby looking for the breast” and keep searching for someone to play mother, so that he or she can at last be the baby. On the other hand, these people may instead become “the breast looking for the baby” and mother everyone else, all the while ignoring their own needs, perhaps because it’s too painful to feel how those needs aren’t being met, or perhaps because they’re unconsciously hoping to get some mothering back eventually. Another reaction to inadequate early nurturing may be to give up on every finding any at all, and to withdraw--the “barnacle”--behind the Cancer shell. Such people may be very focused on themselves and on meeting their own needs, while those of others are given short shrift. If the childhood was chaotic, traumatic or dangerous, people with this rising sign can become extremely shy, cautious or self-protective. All of these types would do well to learn about healthy self-nurturing, aided by their own powerful feelings and potentially rich and fertile inner lives. Then it’s easier to relate to the outside world from a position of emotional strength and wholeness, rather than need or lack. 

--Jodie Forrest, The Ascendant