#benefits of dead sea salt

[pintadachica]

The mud is a rich, homogeneous mixture of the sea’s minerals such as magnesium, calcium, boron, strontium, iron and potassium. When applied to the skin, it can improve blood circulation, cleanse and soften the skin, leaving it looking healthy and plump.

Aside from the skin therapy from the common skin problems, Dead Sea mud has been realized to treat skin diseases such as Psoriasis, joint problems such as arthritis and rheumatic pains, relax muscles and improve inner calmness and tranquility.

The mineral-rich mud, although best experienced naturally, is being used to manufacture products containing the essential minerals for the skin. Link: https://deadsea-cosmetic.com/ Link: https://deadsea-cosmetic.com/blogs/naturally-blog/the-science-behind-dead-sea-mud-products-and-their-benefits

[naturalhandcraftedsoap]

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[empiresgleam]

Sneak peak of the forthcoming Chapter 8 of Empires Gleam, in which Merlin has gone back in time to save them all, and ended up in a friends-with-benefits situation with Arthur. Mutual pining while having sexy trysts all over the place... chef's kiss.

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"Ready? Pull!" shouted Arthur, drawing his bow.

Merlin flicked a hand and a clay disc ricocheted into the air. Arthur took the shot and felt in his bones that it was flying true towards the target. But at the last second the disc zinged out of the way and the arrow landed harmlessly in the grass.

"Sorry? Should I go easier on you?" asked Merlin, with an innocent smile.

Arthur glared. “I can't handle anything you’ve got, Merlin.”

Merlin smirked and crooked a finger to pick up Arthur's arrow and float it back to him.

"Again," sighed Arthur. "Ready? Pull!"

This time, the arrow hit the clay disc dead on, but Arthur knew enough about Merlin now to anticipate the second surprise disc. He whipped a dagger out of the top of his boot and threw it, managing to hit the second target mostly by sheer luck.

Merlin's jaw dropped open.

"Arthur, ye gods," he said.

"That's what happens when you’ve been trained to kill since b-" said Arthur, but was cut off by Merlin's mouth landing hotly on his.

Afterwards, when they were lying on the grass, letting the night air cool their heated skin, Merlin asked, "Do you want to tell the others about this place?"

Arthur looked around the aerie, at the neat acres of mossy grass, the high stone walls covered in thick ivy that looked a hundred years old, the blossoming trees, the cozy outbuildings. He took in the whole massive arena, ringed with iron braziers, a fire burning merrily in all of them, giving a warm tone to Merlin's skin that matched his eyes, which were more often gold than blue here.

"Not right now. But eventually," he conceded. "Only because it seems a shame to let all your hard work go unappreciated."

Merlin pressed his face into Arthur's shoulder, pleased as a cat at this simple compliment.

"But not now, right?" Merlin said. "It's too– too– convenient to give up."

"Right. Exactly," said Arthur, with a shiver. Convenient. That's all it was.

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Then there was the quiet summer morning when the unicorn stepped out of the trees.

Merlin looked at Arthur's raised crossbow, looked at the unicorn, remembered a labyrinth and a beach and a riddle of poison.

Arthur put a finger to his lips.

Merlin tackled him into the dirt.

“Wow, unnecessary,” said Arthur. “I wasn’t going to shoot it. I remember the story of the prat and the unicorn.”

“Couldn't risk it,” said Merlin. “Can't rest my whole fate on whether you are or are not a prat.”

He was lying heavy on top of Arthur, panting.

Arthur said, “You know, I’ve heard that unicorns only appear to virgins. If you’re so worried, we could make sure that neither of us ever sees one again.”

He grinned, thrust his hips suggestively, and reached up for a kiss.

Merlin tasted salt on his tongue and remembered the smell of the sea, sitting across from Arthur, two goblets between them, deciding who would die to save Camelot from the unicorn’s curse.

Tomorrow, instead of making a noble sacrifice for each other’s lives, they would probably trade furtive kisses in the armoury.

And– momentarily– horribly– Merlin wished he’d let the unicorn die.

“No!” Merlin pushed off Arthur and got to his feet roughly. “It’s getting late. Let’s get back.”

He felt the pressure of Arthur’s gaze, but avoided it all the way home.

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New chapters coming soon to Ao3.

[hebrewbyinbal]

In a region known for its ancient wonders and historical significance, there exists a natural marvel that defies conventional understanding – the Dead Sea.

This extraordinary body of water, nestled between the rugged landscapes of Jordan and the historical land of Israel, has captivated the human imagination for centuries.

What sets the Dead Sea apart are the truths that have been etched into its very essence through time:

A Saltwater Enigma: The Dead Sea holds the title of being the saltiest body of water on our planet. Its salinity is nearly ten times that of regular seawater, rendering it nearly uninhabitable for most aquatic life. This remarkable salinity is why it's called the "Dead" Sea, as few organisms can endure its extreme conditions.

A Bounty of Minerals: Beyond its salinity, the Dead Sea is enriched with a treasure trove of minerals, including magnesium, calcium, and potassium. These minerals have been coveted for centuries for their therapeutic and cosmetic benefits, drawing people from far and wide in search of their healing powers.

Nature's Remedial Spa: The Dead Sea has long been celebrated for its medicinal properties. Its mineral-laden mud and waters are believed to provide relief for various skin conditions, from psoriasis to eczema. Additionally, the unique atmospheric conditions surrounding the Dead Sea, characterized by low allergen levels and high oxygen, have been reported to positively impact respiratory ailments.

The Magic of Buoyancy: Thanks to its remarkable salt content, the Dead Sea offers an otherworldly swimming experience. Floating on its surface becomes effortless, a sensation that leaves you feeling weightless and buoyant, a feeling akin to no other.

A Tapestry of History: The Dead Sea region weaves together threads of ancient history. It's said to have offered refuge to the legendary King David and is believed to be the site of the biblical cities of Sodom and Gomorrah. This deep historical and geological significance adds layers of intrigue to its story.

The Shrinking Wonder: Yet, paradoxically, the Dead Sea is vanishing. Human activities, such as mineral extraction and the diversion of water from the Jordan River, its primary source of replenishment, have led to alarming drops in its water levels. Today, conservationists are working tirelessly to stabilize and protect this natural wonder before it's altered irreversibly.

The Dead Sea's enigmatic salinity, its healing embrace, and its ancient tales make it more than just a geographical wonder. It's a place of mystery and fascination, a testament to the intricate balance between human influence and the enduring power of nature.

[higherrealmswellness]

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[tortoisesshells]

ask game: 4, 13, 22? please and thanks <3

4. ... with dialogue I'm proud of:

answered here, and here, but this is an oldie. From her eye discourses, in which the patients and staff of a Union hospital argue about performing Shakespeare.

“So, our Seccesh nurse is our Juliet, our hapless Chaplain not our Friar but a Romeo, and Mary Phinney takes for herself the humble roll of Nurse. Where am I in this production?” “You seem a Mercutio to me,” Mary said, and a small smile, like a cat’s, crept onto her face. Jed could not help but smile in return. It was not at her words, though he minded them, but at her voice, her smile, the weak candle-light in her hair, the ease with which she engaged him and – yes – smiled. “Are you saying you’d see me run through?” “Not in the least.” “Well, then, I pray thee, Nurse,” he said, grandly, to his audience of one, “explain thyself.” “You’re clever,” she replied, her gaze frank and eyes sparkling in the lamplight, “And you enjoy your own cleverness. You perform it, at times, I think, and not for any persons’ benefit but your own.”

13. ... that helped me understand a character better:

answered here, and I'm not sure I understand anything about any characters from 1899, but, I did feel like I answered some of my questions about 'was the fire that killed Eyk's family an accident' and 'what happened to Sara Larsen'?

They talked more, until their home was before them and he had to hold her arm on the narrow stairs; in hindsight, he saw that he had never answered her questions – that Keats had gone untranslated, and he was at sea when the concert took place, so Sara had gone with Luise Ferner and her husband. He had not seen it then – nor did he heed what followed – Sara sat giggling at her dressing table, twiddling her fingers in the candlelight and humming, unwilling to dress for bed. He thought, if she would let him, he should do it for her; he was young, after all, not long married – easily flustered by the sight of Sara’s long hair over her bare shoulders. Still a little punchy from the wine, she had started to draw her hand back and forth through the flame. “You’ll hurt yourself, sweetheart,” he protested, taking her hand in his. She giggled again, and made to pull her hand out of his; because he was young, and Sara was bright-eyed and pretty, and because he could not see the future, he brought her hand up and kissed it. “I will not hurt myself if I am quick enough,” Sara said, pulling her hand away, and demonstrating, “See? You see?”

22. ... that is so blissfully self-indulgent:

I am going to cheat and share something for the seriously delayed ch. 31 of Customs. Unbelievably, I wrote this before my favorite dead side character in DS showed up as a seaweed-covered ghost.

In her dreams, Lieutenant Nibley was standing in her parlor, streaming salt-water and rot. Eyes gone, flesh half-eaten. She felt sick with fear at the sight of him, but could not say it or give sign of it. Skin shredded. Blue. Barnacles, open as if to a current. That fine blue coat ragged, as much bladder-wrack as gold braid and wool. A – a crab, scuttling into the empty socket. The tea tray was on the table and she busied herself with it, while he spoke to her. At her. Accusation. She swallowed and handed him a piece of molasses cake, the dish of tea. His hand was – God help her, she thought when she woke – clammy, cold and claw-like as Samuel’s had been the morning after his passing. She remembered his living hand on her wrist, pulling her down into the harbor and – And she was awake, then. Cold and alone in her own bed, Nellie gritted her teeth and brought her forehead to her knees, curling up as tightly as she could. Had she cried out? She prayed not, listening for the sounds of her children stirring, or footsteps in the hall. Nothing, thank God. There was rain on the roof, against the windows; the storm had come in from the south, hot to the touch. Some part of her remembered the unseasonable hurricane that had nearly ripped the Constance in two only just earlier in the year; May seemed like it had been years ago, rather than a season, and the Nellie Treat who had spent hours at the pumps praying for their trials to end another being entirely. Perhaps she was: it was hard to imagine the woman who had drunk rum in a Nassau tavern with a pirate crew was the same who’d gotten her hands under Commodore Norrington’s collar in a dark garden. Rather than reconciling the two – well. She didn’t want to dwell on it, but then, her mind, of late, was a street cur that would find something gruesome to gnaw on.

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[cybercity-sunrise]

thinking about this article i read where the author was making the case for flooding the dead sea and quattara depression with sea water in order to eventually convert salty swaths of desert to mediterranean-like environments. while there are some legitimate reasons to consider undertaking a project like this, such as reducing rising sea levels and generating hydropower, i was shocked to see how dismissive the author was of abiotic environments/ geographic features. these are all quotes from the author about the depressions:

"Where life used to thrive, now there’s just death and desolation." "Like the Mediterranean in the past, a new thriving sea has emerged to replace a burned wasteland." "In short, these are lifeless hellholes." "It’s not like the Dead Sea exists in a delicate environmental balance with a blossoming ecosystem and thriving communities. It’s a desert. People make money from mining the salt, there’s a tiny bit of tourism, and that’s it."

like tbh, the utilitarian in me understands. many people seem to feel ambivalent about the desert at best, because what can it do for them? it isn't hospitable, and it isn't economically valuable, some find it ugly, some find it monotonous, it is perhaps harder to form an emotional commitment to minerals than something living. but does an environment need to be alive to be meaningful? does it need to serve us and exist for our needs to be worth preserving? i understand the benefits of a project like this, i really do. i'm not even saying i'm opposed. but i do think the cost of a desert is a significant one, and if we proceed, we should give weight to the sacrifice.

[thetarttfuldickhead]

A Jamie-centric pre-OT3 Christmas story told in 25 short chapters.

Masterpost / AO3

24.

Due to lucky timing or – more likely – a long-honed sense for when Jamie and Georgie were ready to be interrupted, Simon stepped into the sitting room to announced that dinner was ready about half a minute after the hour-long, and occasionally weepy, talk was winding down to general cuddles.

Jamie got up to greet him with genuine enthusiasm. He’d already moved out by the time Simon moved in, but he liked the man well enough. He’d been dead good for Mummy, and Simon had always been decent about giving her and Jamie space, never seeming to mind that Georgie tended to focus all of her attention on Jamie whenever he was around. Which was only natural, given that Jamie was her only son and a fucking great one at that, but some men might have been pissy about it, so Jamie was still glad Simon wasn’t one of those.

“Tried to make a few extra sides that won’t mess with your meal plan, I know you’ve got a game tomorrow,” Simon said as he ushered them towards the carefully set table.

They’d gotten a new cloth since the last time Jamie was here for Christmas, a rustic looking light grey number, but the pink plates with a pattern of golden Christmas trees around the edge were the same ones Jamie had given her when he was 17. Simon had matched them with green napkins, intricately folded around small golden sprigs of plastic mistletoe, and pink and gold ornaments scattered across the table.

“That’s nice, that,” Jamie said, because it was, and Simon beamed at him.

The dinner was nice, too, the traditional turkey and trimmings complemented, for Jamie’s benefit, with a French omelette with smoked haddock, a large salad, and a small bowl of liberally spiced brown rice. It took Mummy most of the meal to fill Jamie in on all the latest neighbourhood gossip, but there was a fair bit of chatter about football as well, and a couple of minutes devoted to Simon’s new knife set. It was fun, and easy, and by the time Simon got up to put the kettle on and Jamie went out into the hall to collect the bag of gifts he’d brought, Jamie was feeling more relaxed (and fuller) than he could remember doing in… well. A fucking long time.

As they settled on the couch with their tea cups, small glasses of mulled cherry wine and a frankly shocking array of sweets (of which Jamie allowed himself exactly one small slice of candied orange dipped in chocolate and sprinkled with sea salt), Mummy fretted slightly over not having any proper gifts for him there. “We had them sent over your place, since we didn’t think you were coming. I’m sorry, love.”

“No, yeah, I know, got them last night. Haven’t opened them yet, though, ‘cause, uh, I wanted to see you first.”

She smiled, and pulled him close to smack her lips against the top of his hair. “Do it first thing when you get home, and every last one of them will be a kiss from me.”

“I will, Mummy.” He’d be getting home after midnight, and by rights should head straight for bed to make sure he was in good shape for tomorrow’s game, but knew he would take the time to unpack the carefully wrapped parcels. Knew his mum would likely be up and ready to respond to any excited reaction texts he might send.

Jamie apologised for the randomness of the gifts, sheepishly admitting that he’d spent too much time getting Roy stuff to think much about anyone else; they waved away his regrets and oooh:ed and aaah:ed enthusiastically at the blanket (Georgie), the cookbook (Simon), the weekend getaway in Cornwall (both of them), and the other things Jamie had picked up rather hurriedly yesterday.

Merry Christmas (I don’t want to fight tonight) came on. Grinning cheekily, Mummy got to her feet, pulling Jamie up with her as she went, and then they were dancing all across the sitting room, laughing and loudly singing along, the way they’d always done when Jamie was a kid.

“Oh, baby, you’ve gotten dead good at this,” Mummy said a little breathlessly after Jamie had spun her round in a complicated twirl, and he nodded, pleased that she’d noticed his mad moves. “I’m a footballer, ain’t I. Gotta be quick on me feet.”

The song ended and the far slower Have yourself a merry little Christmas began to play. Jamie released his mum to Simon, and as the two of them swayed slowly to Judy Garland’s soft crooning, Jamie took the opportunity to sneak away for a bit, going up the stairs to his old room. It looked pretty much exactly the way he’d left it when he moved into the Academy residence. Mummy (or Simon, probably) kept it clean, but hadn’t moved any of his stuff or done anything about the general messiness of the room. Only the Keeley poster had been a later addition, and only because having semi-nudes up at his academy room had been frowned upon and he’d still been minding the rules back then.

Mad, to think that he’d ended up dating her. Mad, that he’d played with Roy Kent, the one player whose poster he’d never taken down (although he’d come close, the first time he was back home after joining Richmond and Roy had proved to be a massive cunt, but it had felt like letting Roy win somehow, so it had stayed up).

Madder still, that only two nights ago he’d been curled up with both of them on a couch in Roy Kent’s house.

Grinning, he pulled out his phone and called Keeley. Yes, it was late and it was Christmas and it might be a prick thing to do, interrupting whatever celebration they had going, but as much as he was trying to be better, Jamie hadn’t gotten to where he was by not going after what he wanted. Besides, they’d want to know how things had gone, wouldn’t they? Keeley would, at any rate.

His assumption turned out to be correct because Keeley not only picked up, but smiled like she couldn’t be happier to hear from him. “Jamie, hi! You doing all right? Are you up in Manchester?”

“Hi, Keeley. Yeah, I am, yeah.” He paused, taking a moment to just look at her, taking in the loveliness of her face, before adding, “Talked to me mum. It went great. I mean, I was a bit nervous, but it went great, yeah, so it’s all good now.”

“Yeah?” Her smile softened. “That’s amazing, Jamie. Really glad to hear that.”

“Yeah. So, uh, I just wanted to call to tell you and, and, say thanks, I guess. For, you know, telling me I needed to go here. And, uh, merry Christmas.”

“You’re welcome, Jamie. Merry Christmas.”

“Oi!” Roy’s voice, off-camera and sounding unusually high over the speakers. “Keeley, do— Oh, sorry, didn’t realise you were on the phone.” A pause. “That Jamie?”

“Yeah. He’s up in Manchester, come say hi.” Keeley shifted a bit, angling her phone to include Roy in the picture.

Jamie raised an eyebrow. Roy must really be into Christmas, because he was actually wearing a patterned tie with his black shirt and black suit jacket. A dark patterned tie, admittedly, but it had got little golden dots on it, which was far more festive than Jamie would have thought Roy could ever manage.

Then again, he’d had to rethink a lot of his thoughts on Roy in the past two days.

“Hi,” Roy said, sounding… not unsure, exactly, but… not not unsure either. A little reserved, but in a way Jamie, canny reader of people that he was, suspected had more to do with uncertainty over their new relationship status, rather than any real desire to be an arse.

Jamie didn’t blame him. He was feeling a little uncertain himself (which was still a new and not particularly fun experience). Things had changed between them since Roy rushed in to find him crumpled on the floor—but how exactly, and into what?

He guessed they’d find out, and fuck, wasn’t that an interesting thought?

“Hi,” he said. “Merry Christmas. You enjoying the holiday, yeah?” He nodded towards the tie, smirking just a little. (It was a decent tie. Roy looked well fit in it. But if the man didn’t want people taking the piss when he donned a bit of colour he shouldn’t make such a point of always wearing black then, should he?)

Roy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I’m loving it. Spent the afternoon knocking on random doors looking for a dentist for my niece, that was a fucking riot. And,” he continued before Jamie had the chance to ask what the hell he was on about, “some nitwit had this John Case box set delivered to my door this morning, because apparently some people have no idea when to fucking quit.”

“Yeah?” Jamie asked, unable to hold back a grin, because while Roy’s word had been gruff, there was a small smile in his eyes that said that they weren’t really. “Think that sounds like great gift, mate. Real thoughtful, like.”

Roy just snorted, but Keeley was clearly holding back a laugh, her eyes shining as they wandered between Jamie on her screen and Roy.

“It’s the last of them,” Jamie promised, just in case Roy actually thought he’d be keeping this up forever from now on. “But I’d already gotten it, so… “ He shrugged.

“It’s fine,” Roy said, then added off Keeley’s not at all discreet elbow to his side, “I mean, thank you.”

Jamie was about to tell him not to overdo it or he’d burst vessel or something, but was interrupted by his mum calling his name from downstairs. “Sorry,” he said. “Gotta go. Be heading back in thirty minutes, so I wanna make the most of it, right?”

“Yeah, of course,” Keeley immediately said (almost covering Roy’s muttered we’re really not stopping you). “Go. And good luck with the game tomorrow, yeah? I’ll be in the box with Rebecca, cheering you on.”

“Decent, yeah. Um, thanks again. Merry Christmas.”

As he moved to end the call, Roy suddenly said, “Jamie, wait.”

Jamie waited. And waited, because whatever it was that Roy had on his mind, he apparently had a hard fucking time getting it out of his mouth.

Eventually, Jamie’s patience wore thin. “Mate, I’m not being funny, yeah. I really gotta go. You maybe wanna send me a fax instead?”

“Oh, that’s very funny,” Roy growled. “The fuck happened to you not being a prick, huh?” Then he made a face, looking pained. “Actually, and I can’t fucking believe I’m about to say this, but maybe sometimes you need to be a prick. Not to people,” he added with narrowed eyes, having apparently caught the way Jamie lit up at that, “but on the fucking pitch. I mean, sometimes. Not all the time. But sometimes, being selfish and going for the shot and getting in the other players heads by being an utter cunt like only you fucking can is better than passing the ball.”

Jamie gaped at him, but before he had time to say anything or ask how the hell he was supposed to know when it was the right time to be a prick, Roy muttered a curt, “That’s it. Bye,” and ended the call.

“Um, rude,” Jamie told the black screen. He was half tempted to call Keeley again, just to tell her bye properly (and maybe tell Roy… something, Jamie wasn’t totally clear on what, because Roy had been rude, but he’d also told Jamie to be a prick sometimes, and had almost smiled at him several times, and that was all just a bit confusing), but he hadn’t lied when he said he wanted to make the most of his time with Mummy before he needed to leave for London again.

“We’re not done, mate,” he told poster-Roy sternly, before adding a far softer, “Good night, Keeley,” to poster-Keeley

And then he headed downstairs, back to Mummy and the rest of his Christmas, and then – when he’d hugged her ten times or a hundred – he headed to London, back to his team and the rest of his life, and it came to him as he sat on the train with the midwinter night speeding past him, that he was travelling both from home and to home and that it was well fucking mint.

[tallestfriend]

SESSION 9: Home, the Coral Sword, and the Undertow

The Undertow: an aquatic colony of peaceful deep sea creatures that feed off of and protect the entity they simply refer to as “Home”, their gentle sovereign.

Nomadic in nature, wherever Home drifts along the ocean floor, a caravan of shell homes and sunken ships follows.

Home: a now ancient anemone pierced eons ago by a shard of a long dead primordial god.

Home understands it’s role as protector and protected, viewing the ocean creatures that have built a life around it as it’s children. In times of great need, Home will select a champion, allowing them to pull the branch of coral from it. Bestowing them with the Coral Sword, either to defend from attackers or for quick relocation. Removal of the Coral Sword dispels all magical effects cast by Home. Home then becomes a simple anemone until if and when the sword is returned.

Home is telepathic in nature, able to communicate via images in the mind, can cast detect thoughts and message at will. If using Message in Primordial or Common, the voice sounds far away and underwater.

Defenders of the giant anemone gain the effects of the Bless spell while beneath it. Creatures and humanoids taking a long rest underneath the swaying branches gain the benefit of Greater Restoration.

Legendary actions:

Flow: floods an area with water making it difficult terrain. Creatures must make a dc 15 strength saving throw or be knocked prone

Ebb: if an area is flooded, drains the water away from the anemone. Creatures must make a dc 15 strength saving throw or be pulled back 10 feet.

Synaptic Discharge: if an area is flooded, electrifies the water, creatures standing in the flooded area take 2d6 lightning damage

Spells: message, detect thoughts, shocking grasp, hypnotic pattern, pulse wave, primordial ward, and prismatic wall

The Coral Sword (legendary, requires attunement) a branch of coral from a long dead primordial god. The sword has a +3 to attack rolls and deals 2d6+3 piercing damage and 1d8 necrotic damage as coral polyps grow in the wounds and feed on the life energy of the inflicted. At the end of an afflicted enemies turn they must make a DC 16 constitution saving throw or be inflicted with another 2d4 necrotic damage. A creature can make a DC 14 medicine check on their turn to remove the polyps from their wounds.

Once per long rest the coral sword can be used to cast regenerate if submerged in salt water.

[thesterlingstudies]

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[pintadachica]

Say Goodbye to Butt Acne: Harness the Benefits of Dead Sea Minerals Say Goodbye to Butt Acne

Discover the Power of Dead Sea Minerals for Butt Acne Treatment! Learn how Dead Sea minerals can effectively combat butt acne and promote clearer, smoother skin. Harness the benefits of these natural remedies to bid farewell to stubborn breakouts.

Butt acne, also known as folliculitis, can be a bothersome skin condition that affects many individuals. If you're searching for a natural and effective solution, look no further than Dead Sea minerals. Renowned for their therapeutic properties, Dead Sea minerals can be a game changer in combating butt acne and promoting healthier skin. In this article, we will explore the benefits of Dead Sea minerals for treating butt acne and provide insights on incorporating them into your skincare routine.

Understanding Butt Acne

Butt acne occurs when hair follicles become clogged with dead skin cells, oil, and bacteria, leading to inflammation and the formation of acne. Factors like excessive sweating, tight clothing, poor hygiene, and hormonal imbalances can contribute to its occurrence. While it may be tempting to resort to harsh chemicals or abrasive treatments, Dead Sea minerals offer a gentle and natural approach to addressing this issue.

Harnessing the Benefits of Dead Sea Minerals:

Purifying and Exfoliating Properties: Dead Sea minerals, such as magnesium, calcium, and potassium, possess purifying and exfoliating properties that help remove impurities, unclog pores, and slough off dead skin cells. Regular use can prevent the accumulation of pore clogging debris, reducing the likelihood of butt acne breakouts.

Anti-inflammatory and Soothing Effects: The high concentration of minerals found in Dead Sea minerals has anti-inflammatory properties that can calm irritated skin, reduce redness, and alleviate discomfort associated with butt acne. This soothing effect can help promote the healing process and prevent further inflammation.

Antibacterial and Antimicrobial Action: Dead Sea minerals also exhibit antibacterial and antimicrobial properties, making them effective in combating the bacteria responsible for butt acne. By reducing the microbial load on the skin's surface, they aid in preventing and controlling acne breakouts.

Hydration and Skin Nourishment: One of the key benefits of Dead Sea minerals is their ability to moisturize and nourish the skin. They help restore the skin's natural moisture barrier, preventing dryness and maintaining optimal hydration levels. Well hydrated skin is less prone to acne breakouts and has a healthier appearance.

Incorporating Dead Sea Minerals into Your Skincare Routine:

Dead Sea Salt Baths: Indulge in regular Dead Sea salt baths to harness the benefits of these minerals for your butt acne. Add a handful of Dead Sea salt to warm bathwater and soak for around 20 minutes. The minerals will work their magic, purifying and rejuvenating your skin.

Dead Sea Mineral Scrubs: Opt for gentle exfoliating scrubs containing Dead Sea minerals to remove dead skin cells and unclog pores. Gently massage the scrub onto the affected area, focusing on acne-prone regions. Rinse thoroughly and follow up with a moisturizer.

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Blue Salt Trick Unmasked: What Is the Salt Trick for Men Really About?

Heard about the blue salt trick and curious how sprinkling salt into your regimen might support men’s sexual health? This article demystifies what is the salt trick for men, explaining the rationale behind it, the claims associated with blue salt, and how to get started safely.

Table of Contents

Overview: The Salt Trick Trend

What Is the Salt Trick for Men? The Basics

Blue Salt Trick: Why Is It Popular?

Potential Mechanisms & Benefits

How to Implement the Salt Trick

Pros & Cons

Real User Responses

Risks & Warnings

FAQs

Bottom Line

1. Overview: The Salt Trick Trend

SALT TRICK FOR MEN references a DIY method some believe can enhance male intimate performance, stamina, and even help with mild erectile difficulties. Ranging from warm salt baths to a quick “salt shot” (the “15 second salt trick”), individuals are exploring ways to harness salt’s minerals for sexual well-being.

2. What Is the Salt Trick for Men? The Basics

At its core, the salt trick aims to:

Increase blood circulation

Provide trace minerals beneficial for nerve and muscle function

Possibly reduce mild performance anxiety via relaxing salt-infused routines

While it’s not a certified ED treatment, plenty of men see it as an affordable, minimal-risk hack for extra support in the bedroom.

3. Blue Salt Trick: Why Is It Popular?

Unique Mineral Profile: Blue salt may contain a higher concentration of magnesium, potassium, or other minerals, theoretically magnifying the trick’s effects.

Exotic Appeal: The rarity and color often add to the allure—some people find it more potent or at least more interesting than standard salts.

4. Potential Mechanisms & Benefits

Vascular Support: Minerals from salt may help with vasodilation, optimizing blood flow to critical areas.

Electrolyte Balance: Correct electrolyte levels can boost energy and stamina, important for intimate performance.

Reduced Inflammation: Some forms of salt (like Himalayan pink or Dead Sea salt) are praised for anti-inflammatory elements.

5. How to Implement the Salt Trick

Method A: Drinking Salt Water

Dissolve ½ tsp of high-quality salt in lukewarm water.

Consume quickly 20–30 minutes before sexual activity.

Method B: Salt Bath

Add 1 cup of salt to a bath and soak for 15–20 minutes, focusing on relaxation before intimacy.

Method C: Blue Salt Ritual

Specifically use blue salt, following a similar measure. Some say ¼ tsp is enough for a subtle effect.

6. Pros & Cons

Pros:

Simple, at-home method

Low cost (if not overindulging in rare salts)

Might improve your mindset and relaxation

Cons:

Excess sodium intake can harm blood pressure

Not clinically verified for ED or performance enhancement

Results vary and can be modest

7. Real User Responses

“I tried the blue salt trick. Not a game-changer, but I felt more ‘ready’ somehow.” “The bath approach helps me unwind. I wouldn’t say it’s magical, but it’s enjoyable.”

Many men appreciate the sense of taking action for their health, even if the outcome is subtle.

8. Risks & Warnings

Hypertension: Those with high blood pressure should be wary of increasing salt intake.

Allergies: Rare, but some might react to certain minerals in exotic salts.

Excessive Use: Overuse can lead to dehydration or imbalance in electrolytes.

9. FAQs

Q: Does the salt trick for men immediately yield stronger erections? A: Effects (if any) are typically mild and not instant like prescription ED meds.

Q: Is the blue salt trick better than regular salt? A: “Better” is debatable. Its distinct mineral content might provide a slight edge, but no scientific proof is conclusive.

Q: Can it cure underlying ED? A: Likely not. Chronic ED often requires medical evaluation or prescription treatments.

10. Bottom Line

The salt trick for men—and its blue salt trick offshoot—offers a cost-effective, natural possibility for those hoping to nudge sexual vitality upward. Though mainly fueled by anecdotal feedback, the concept remains intriguing, particularly for those wanting a small boost without chemicals or pharmaceuticals. Still, proceed with caution, monitor sodium intake, and remember that real change in sexual health often requires comprehensive lifestyle habits: balanced nutrition, regular exercise, and stress control.

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