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[yermes]

Let me TELL YOU SOMETHING 🗣️🗣️

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Disclaimer: please take what I say with a grain of salt and not as the gospel. I just want to share some ideas of practicing and giving advice using the medium as often as I can with school, work, and my own personal studies and practice. But I am working on sharing my notes soon so that will be exciting! Liking and sharing does a lot 🥰

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The lanthanide series 🦴

Who even are you? Are you who you are naturally or are you the personal you carefully crafted in the lab to be liked by insert clique here. You don’t have to look one way when you have range. Your being has range already you do not have to be inauthentic, you don’t have to hit ranges you wouldn't hit naturally you don't have to try so damn hard to be liked because if its eating at you like this? Pookie its not it

Tin 🫀

You put up a hard shell but the hard shell comes crashing down easily. We are but small snails, at the mercy of having our calcium shells crushed underfoot of the uncaring titans. Maybe you don’t need to work so hard with a shell, maybe you need to work harder on adapting. You need to mold to a new environment because the environment is ever changing and nothing will ever be the same or okay again.

Copernicium 🫁

Are you in your toxic era, your year of rest and relaxation, cheating the system? Taking a shit on the floor of your old place of work? Slay. Sometimes you need to go through a toxic metamorphosis to understand yourself and others. Sometimes you have to learn things the hard way and it will take people screaming and shaking their fists to realize they care about you and your wellbeing. Have your time but you cannot sit in your toxic girl rot forever

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[balkanradfem]

Making a nettle infusion!

You need: dry nettle, a jar, a lid, a butterknife, hot water, and a fridge.

Nettle is once again lush and beautiful so I harvested a bunch (wearing gloves) and left it on the bedsheet for a few days to dry. Nettle already has very low water content so it dries very fast! Once it's crunchy it can no longer sting you, and it's harmless to touch (but don't push your hand in it randomly because stems can still cause some irritation.)

Now, when it's dry, you can grab a bunch, and stuff it inside of a jar, filling about two thirds of it (if your nettle is in smaller pieces then less!).

Once it's in a jar, you pour boiling water over it. Once the water covers all of the nettle, there's going to be a lot of displaced air bubbles inside, so grab a butter knife, and stir it around, the water level will get significantly lower.

The nettle gets so pretty and green inside. After stirring and freeing all the air bubbles, you fill it up to the very top, and you put the lid on. (If you need to grab onto the jar to close it up, use a cloth to touch it! Hot.)

You leave this to cool down, and then leave it in the fridge overnight. The next day, you grab it out of the fridge, strain it into a cup, and that's it!

The color can vary from yellow to black, depending on how much nettle you used, and how long it was left in the fridge. For some people, this will have a taste similar to milk! Sometimes it can feel slightly grassy if it's only been 24 hours since you've made it, but if you leave it half a day longer, it gets to a much sweeter tasting phase.

Now that you know how, why would you make this? Because this is amazing, incredibly helpful herbalist potion-like thing to drink. Firstly, if you're in any way lacking in iron or calcium, this will have your back. I'm using it every day to make sure my calcium levels are good and my bones healthy. It also has immense positive psychological effect on a person, it will regulate your hormones, lower your stress levels, and give you a burst of new energy. First few times I had this, it made me incredibly energetic, and for about a month I was able to get all of my chores done, despite chronic exhaustion. It made me happy and giddy and whatever I was stressed about, now seemed like an easy, do-able task. Forever impressed with this drink! And will never stop making it and drinking it, for as long as nettles are growing.

[erikiara80]

Some thoughts about the leaks

I'm going to use different colors, so it's not confusing: Brenner and Henry, Joyce and Hopper, Henry and Patty

Brenner's father was captain of a ship, subject of government Project Rainbow that "disappeared at sea" in 1943 (they were trying to make it invisible) It actually wound up in Dimension X and all crew members except Brenner's father perished

Ship, rainbow, other dimension -> Will and his rainbowship that might be a parallel with Olivia drawing a Zeppelin when she travels to the other universe in Fringe.

I read two different names for the ship tho. Eldritch (that would be cool, lol) and Aldgate. And there's also the ship of the Philadelphia Experiment, the Eldridge. Hope someone can clarify what the actual name is.

If it's Eldritch, it could be a reference to Eldtrich horrors or the dnd campaign in '79, when Nancy joined the party. 1979, (Will's) sister, El.

If the name is Aldgate, it could be a reference to the Aldgate Pump in London, where Kali was abducted.

The pump has a gruesome past that gained it the nickname 'Pump of Death' after it caused a cholera outbreak in 1876. It was discovered that the pump's water supply contained sediment including calcium that was leached from human bones in nearby cemeteries.

Bacteria, infection, death. Yeah, makes sense.

Patty and Henry's secret journal

This is cool. So Henry has a secret journal written in code and the key to decoding it is the clock chimes or the clock face. Thinking again about Will's connection to time. His Marty McFly outfit, Dustin giving him the Forever Clock, and his name on the grandfather clock. I'm glad that Patty survived. If she's the only one who knows about the journal, she must come back in S5, right? Maybe they've already introduced her character in S4. Just speculation! I love clocks and secret codes, I'm happy they'll be important in the last season.

Henry disappeared in Nevada for twelve hours, close to where Brenner was conducting experiments to try to find Dimension X. When he returned he was completely changed. Alice mentions it is not the same person

This is a huge parallel with Will. Will vanishes and in S2 Jon says that he's not the same. Also, 12! I don't know if they show Henry in Dimension X or they just say that he wound up there. But anyway. They mention 12 hours when Owens takes El to Nina, so that's about Henry, but it's also about Will. Before that scene, we get a close up of the light bulb in El's closet (like the one in the shed) and Owens even mentions working out of a shed.

EDIT: Someone on Reddit says that when Henry disappears Brenner finds Henry's spyglass. He begins searching for him and that's what leads him to Hawkins.

But the whole thing is sus. I need more info about the Mind Flayer and Henry's powers. Also, what a coincidence that Henry disappeared in Nevada where Brenner was conducting experiments, and then moved to the town where Brenner's lab is. Tell me there's a scene that shows that Brenner helped the Creels relocate. It would be a cool parallel with Owens helping the Byers to relocate in California.

Brenner's father returned seriously ill from Dimension X and unable to take blood transfusion. Henry's blood, like Brenner's father, is unlike any other humans. He developed a connection to the UD (and presumably with his powers) when he went missing. It's also explained that the lab kids were created through blood transfusion from Henry to pregnant women

Interesting that they mention that Brenner's father was unable to take blood transfusion and then Brenner uses Henry's blood. But I'm sure this is not the whole story.

Henry, El and the other lab kids

I read that they show a photo of the other nine lab kids, including Kali. That would explain why they kidnapped a girl in England. They knew who Kali was and that she had Henry's blood and powers. But now I have a new question lol: why was Kali in London? Did her mother run away, or the women could leave the lab with their babies? But if the mothers knew about the experiments, how is that possible that nobody knew about the abduction of nine babies?

Henry holding El in the last scene: 'I'm excited to see you, Eleven. I have something new for us'

This reminds me of Brenner saying Let's try something more challenging, after Ten mentions red blocks and Six, twice (12). And Henry says the same thing to El in the RR, before he tells her about Brenner's plan to kill her. So, something new for Eleven and 12?

The problem is, Henry says that he has something new for El when she was born, but then nothing happens for eight years. Strange. But. IF Kali wasn't raised in the lab, maybe it means that El wasn't either. This could support my car crash theory. We'll see!

Joyce and Hopper's romantic tension, and their goodbye before Hopper ships off to war

Love that Joyce asks him to meet her at midnight for drinks. Another 12 mention in Jopper's last scene. Sweet. But did they say why Joyce doesn't leave Hawkins? Why does Hopper feel cursed? Why is she still with Lonnie if he's an asshole?

EDIT: It appears that Joyce is stuck in Hawkins because she wanted to win a scholarship with the play, but she didn't because Henry hurt Patty and everybody thought she was dead.

Oh, I'm also very curious to know who the member of Brenner's staff who runs away with some equipment is...

I have so many questions about Henry's story, and certain inconsistencies, but I'll wait for more spoilers

One last thing.

This intrigues me. Two experiments, two doctors, two keys, two kids, Will and Eleven (and Henry/Edward 10->01). A ship disappears and then, maybe, an entire town? Hmm

[thekavseklabs]

"There is a sense of solidity in Appalachia I am from here, I am from the earth I am Adam, made from the soil of this land The trees grow tall above me I name their leaves as Adam named each creature I let the ants crawl over my face I cradle bugs in my hands to bring them outside My mother calls me when she sees them Because she knows I love the feeling Not because she is frightened to hold them herself She is Adam, too.

When the snow comes in, I wonder The ice age is solid in the soil Melted but marked forever Do my winters stay in my bones? Will I always have ice this beautiful? When I am buried I wish to be under a tree I will feed it; I will have no box Let me return to my cradle.

I tell my brother how the sun makes new stars Early in the morning shining off the dew A small universe by my pond from the mullein and hemlock I hold leaves to the sun as I eat clover and honeysuckle I harvest pokeweed and persimmon And my hands are covered in the dirt I was born from.

I have read that Appalachia is older than bones I believe that is far truer than any other wonder For if Adam is made from dirt then that must surely be the bone From which Eve was fashioned as well We are all the mountains. That is why our blood holds iron That is why our bones hold calcium I am a mineral deposit My eyes are the finest gems the mountain could offer me They let me see the wonder.

Appalachia exists in Scotland and China We are brothers of the same old soil. The dissolution of Pangea Was the exodus from our garden. But we find our way home With the elk and chestnut to follow In rocky mountain spring and holler In the den of the snake beneath our porch In the bird’s nests above it In the blooming vegetable garden Appalachia = Eden."

Poem inspired by my professor's sign off for the last email she sent to me in response to my thanking her for a wonderful semester

[benjis-journey]

10.24-26.24 (Day 14-16)

It's been an exhausting couple of days. I hate work. I hate my higher-ups. I hate the monotony of taking on far too much responsibility for a store as the only part-time associate. I feel like I burn out work far too quickly. It usually only takes about a month for my enthusiasm to fade, but it takes two months for me to despise the job with all that I am. I don't even care that this is the only job out of the three I've had in a year that respects my identity and addresses me correctly. I'm sick of this place, I'm sick of these people, and I'm positively sick of seeing any pair of glasses ever. Maybe that last part is a bit dramatic, but you get what I mean, right?

I don't care much for taking the train. It becomes tedious after taking it so often after so many years. But if a four hour train ride and having to stay in an expensive hotel overnight in a city I'm completely unfamiliar with means I get to make new memories and find myself in great company, I think the exhaustion is worth it. I thrive in city areas anyway. Plus, I've got this sweet new bracelet that I'll likely cherish forever! I've missed feeling this way, feeling alive. The lengthy journey to and from, albeit exhausting, adds to the sense of adventure. I'm thankful to have had yesterday's memories accompany me on my journey home. It sure beats the uncertainty of my journey from home.

I think I'm starting to adjust to my changes in appetite. It's been challenging but I think I've got the protein and calcium diet down. I'll have to invest in more Nutrament shakes. They're these protein shakes my dad started sharing with me when I was in middle school and started cheerleading. He said it was supposed to suppress your appetite and was normally consumed as a snack or a meal replacement. It never suppressed my appetite when I took it at twelve years old because I was at the complete opposite end of the puberty spectrum. I can definitely consume it as intended now, and it helps a lot with my protein and calcium intake when I struggle to eat. I wish I had more to say, but I'm starting to live in the moment more. I no longer feel the need to document or record anything. That doesn't mean I'll stop addressing the important stuff! :)

—Benjiꕤ

[astrologanize]

have been in a massive funk (depressive episode?) that i haven’t experienced to this severity since 2016 and if anyone can relate then i figured i’d share what i have been doing to help with that

- invested in vitamins (magnesium glycinate, calcium, d3) since i’ve been having skin issues i have been avoiding the sun since i don’t want to go through the process of trialing sunscreens and seeing what does & doesn’t work, potentially worsening said issues smh. but i recently said fuck it and got some neutrogena  baby sunscreen that’s fragrance free and all that jazz because it’s supposed to be gentle and it is affordable and neutrogena has worked for me in the past so why not. i purchased another sunscreen months ago but i don’t think my skin was a fan of it because it was a lil burn-y and tingly after application, thankfully i tested it on my arms first and not my face. idk we’ll see. such is life

- also trying to take more notice in the foods that make me feel good and provide me with energy/mood boost! and mostly avoiding foods that aren’t worth the accompanying lethargy or upset stomach, but listen...your taste buds matter...so if a food is enjoyable for me and makes me happy then any *mild* discomfort in the aftermath is worth it in moderation from time to time 

- i’m doing a 30 day mindfulness challenge! and that’s lovely! you can look them up and pick whichever provides you with what you feel you’re most in need of. writing down what you are grateful for and focusing on the positives of what is happening in your life also never hurts

- i’ve been clearing out any spaces that need it. even on my annoying ass phone...i’ve been transferring anything i want to save onto a usb and it is a time consuming process that i’m trying to do in increments but i know it’s going to feel great once i have my phone as cleared out as possible so i can start saving new memories & momentos (: 

- choosing to shorten my work week by 1 day so that i am able to have a free day on the weekend to fill my personal cup of happiness!! because that is always worth it!!!!!! i shall budget accordingly but i am grateful to be doing so

- “look good feel good” except looking good to me is more about feeling comfortable in my own skin and clothing. i hate putting on a constricting outfit that may look good but makes me feel like i can’t move around freely and enjoy life. outfits that do make me feel good about the way i am presenting myself that also allow me to move freely are the goal! and hygiene is important. some days i feel lazy as hell and don’t want to do the stuff that i know makes me (feel) better but i do it because i know it makes me (feel) better...once in a while tho it’s like lol nah imma let myself be stagnant and not do that for a moment and the world will not end, i won’t feel as great but that’s okay...eventually i will resume maintaining what i need to and perk up. it’s okay to stop for a moment sometimes but ya gotta get back on it 

- really trying to keep in mind that every day is a new unlived day that is not meant to look exactly like the last and you cannot always expect your best to look the same. there’s always going to be emotions that come up, mishaps, life interference, and challenges that meet you along the way and that’s how it’s meant to be. we shall control what we can and adapt how we must. you just keep trying! some days we need to ask more of ourselves even when we don’t want to and other days we need to allow ourselves a true rest that offers nothing but peace; some days we make progress, some days are stagnant, some days we regress, and that’s all just...life

sometimes it’s nice to recognize that wow i’m sad today or today is hard for me and allowing yourself to simply have a sad, gentler day to yourself without feeling like things are shit forever - hell, sometimes it’s multiple days or weeks that are off but you gotta know your sun is going to shine again and maybe the off-ness is redirecting you for the best. follow your heart, breathe, take your time when you can and make time when you can, try to persevere without driving yourself up the wall, all the hard work you put in and progress needs to be enjoyed, your life is meant to be enjoyed, it’s okkkaaaayyyyyyyy. tend to your heart and express your heart and embolden yourself with an accepting & firm love - accept all that you are and are not but don’t let yourself believe that you are defined by what you think you lack and that there is no room for you to grow. stand strong in your heart and in your character 

[irafuwas]

Fujii Kaze - 「Hedemo Ne-Yo」

野菜ばっかの生活しょんのに 腹が立つことちょっくらあんのは カルシウムちと不足しとんじゃわ おどれ、おどれ、おどれ、おどれ

Even though I been living a vegetarian lifestyle There's still something that's pissin' me off Maybe I got calcium deficiency or something God damn it, God damn it, God damn it, God damn it

慎ましやかに生きていきょんのに いつもなんかが邪魔をするんじゃわ こんな時ゃ人目もはばからずに 踊れ、踊れ、踊れ、踊れ

I'm just tryna live a modest life here But there's always something gettin' in my way Times like this you gotta stop caring what other people think And just dance, dance, dance, dance

かと思いきや正反対 とても平穏な新世界 願うはここへずっと居たい もう限界 神様 力をちょうだい あんたがいれば無問題 変わらぬものにしがみついてたい

But it turns out I had everything all backwards This is such a peaceful world All I wanna do is stay here forever. I can't take it anymore God, please give me strength As long as you're by my side, then everything will be okay For once in my life I just want to grab hold of something that isn't going to change

あんたの軽ぃキック へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃパンチ へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃブロウ へでもねーよ へでもねーよ バカじゃねーよ あんたの軽ぃディス へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃヘイト へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃマウント へでもねーよ へでもねーよ それ��えーの?

Your weak-ass kick / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass punch / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass blow / I couldn't care less! I couldn't care less. I ain't a damn fool. Your weak-ass diss / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass hate / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass flex / I couldn't care less! I couldn't care less. We done here?

帰れ うちへ帰れ 黙れ しばし黙れ 騒げ よそで騒げ 騒げ、騒げ、騒げ、騒げ 帰れ うちへ帰れ 黙れ しばし黙れ 騒げ よそで騒げ 騒げ、騒げ、騒げ、騒げ

Go home, just get outta here Shut up, just shut up for a while Go wild, but do it somewhere else Go wild, go wild, go wild, go wild Go home, just get outta here Shut up, just shut up for a while Go wild, but do it somewhere else Go wild, go wild, go wild, go wild

かと思いきや急展開 自分次第で別世界 作り変えられるみたい 信じたい 神様 力をちょうだい 一人じゃ何も出来ない 確かなものにしがみついてたい

But then everything suddenly changed This is a brand new world, everything's up to you You can turn it into whatever you want. That's what it seems like. That's what I wanna believe in God, please give me strength I can't do anything on my own For once in my life I just want to grab hold of something I’m sure of

あんたの軽ぃキック へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃパンチ へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃブロウ へでもねーよ へでもねーよ バカじゃねーよ あんたの軽ぃディス へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃヘイト へでもねーよ あんたの軽ぃマウント へでもねーよ へでもねーよ それでえーの?

Your weak-ass kick / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass punch / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass blow / I couldn't care less! I couldn't care less. I ain't a damn fool. Your weak-ass diss / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass hate / I couldn't care less! Your weak-ass flex / I couldn't care less! I couldn't care less. We done here?

あんたの軽ぃキック あんたの軽ぃパンチ あんたの軽ぃブロウ あんたの軽ぃディス あんたの軽ぃヘイト あんたの軽ぃマウント へでもねーよ

Your weak-ass kick Your weak-ass punch Your weak-ass blow Your weak-ass diss Your weak-ass hate Your weak-ass flex I couldn't care less

[veitopia]

The Complimentary Services from the Block Party.

I.

Trust me, the sand still falls in the capsule

all golden micro beads of ash against gravity,

remain carrying the memory of us.

That day precipitation stopped sleeping on my shoulder,

his words settled into me, the same way I remembered praying

with painted eyelids, while crossing the cosmo, longing

for an ear and craving a divine companion.

His words live in me— they told the story of my lost

identity off star boulevard, with her body magnetized

and tongue numb. That his margins saw her crawling against

gravity, while his ink wrapped around her thighs, needled

the silk truth into her pineal gland festering confidence,

stirring a particular luxury, while corrupting envy of her

calcium enriched temple just like adolescents fitting there

hands in the prints of cement. These grains hold a

century of memories. On that same day, I stopped

crawling—adjusted to the kaleidoscope and matched my

purse to its shimmer. That night, I rested axial inhaling

cautiously as to not exhaust his words, feeling the ink dry

on my hands. He planted a seed in that dream, produced

thirty-three grains, painted my cheeks rich pink and waited.

My world collided with his, we killed the façade. When itwas decrypted, the wind would lift us, then we suddenly felt

eliminated of matter. Golden and beaded, the capsule would

tilt opposite— He’d end with his stage name.

II.

Sitting beside him later that night

I can still feel the sweat and nerves forming

on my hands and knees— our world.

I feel it mocking me. Teasing my intentions

through the cosmo as he writes through the mic,

over the busted florescent my temple casted.

He does it flawless on the borders, hands still

secreting, his brown? Complemented my purse.

I am exposed and can’t imagine any other vanity.

Later at the service, with forever tea, water crust

dedication, our names rest supplementary. I adjusted

to my new outlook. He framed it, more than he knew—

the creator, stitching the truth as the audience

applauds his margins. We became the birds that

reserve in the charismatic sky.

III.

It’s a mater piece, he recalls,

the every rhythm of the grains onto one another,

that nervous attempt of my curiosity.

A shared kaleidoscope in society and

manifesting tree of thought—our spiritual zone.

Same zone vaporizing sanity, around our connection

and rose bush. Months later, he calls to paint the

rich pink and tip the sand capsule of his peace.

[the-cybersmith]

I’m gemstone anon! Despite not really liking you, I’m willing to put differences aside to help answer questions about science-y things, because not even the people you hate deserve to be ignorant and uninformed :)

Anyway- it will forever piss me off when pearls and coral are considered gemstones because would you consider hardened mucus a gem (that’s basically what a pearl is; an irritant in a clam such as sand or pest, that is coated in calcium layers so that it can’t hurt the organism, similar to how our mucus is to trap germs to get them out of our body)? Would you consider bone a gem (the hard part of the coral is an exoskeleton, due to the fact that coral is actually something akin to an armoured anemone)?

Also, I saw you tagged the stone post with “fake news”, and I wonder why you would keep the tag once you learnt that gems often have multiple colours? Like how diamonds can be yellow, brown, white/clear, blue, pink, etc

I may regret asking, but what is your favourite gemstone?

I like the way turquoise and lapis lazuli look. They remind me of my eyes.

That said, if we are going to exclude pearls and coral... where do we draw the line? If it was ever part of a living being? Some diamonds don't count as gemstones by that metric.

Is the requirement that it has to have formed under some sort of volcanic action? Because that would leave out sedimentary rocks, no?

[scorittanius]

Tell me the lore of your Millie. You’ve intrigued me and also if you have a design to maybe draw that would be cool

you sly dog, you got me monologuing.

i'll draw later-

note; includes hints of a slight crossover w pokemon uranium, yet nothing much besides the news station's report.

WARNING: LONG. I AM ALSO KINDA BAD AT WRITING.

yknow how i mentioned she looked like a victorian era orphan? well, she spent majority of her early life in foster homes. she doesn't remember much, so i can't really say much more on that topic.

she was adopted by the fitsimmons when she was 8, and at first they seemed to be a lovely family; she had a bed to sleep in, food to eat, and a roof over her head, unlike many of her previous homes. when she turned 10, she started to catch on to how... weird they were. for starters, they only ever fed her vegan-friendly diets without proper vitamin supplements, so she was dealing with iron and calcium deficiencies. and occasionally they tried to have 'the talk' with her. when she accepted, it turned out said talk was just telling her she was allergic to almost all meat ( an obvious lie ), so she stopped caring.

She was 12 when the bullying and depression started up. each day when she went to school, she faced what can only be described as torment. usually the abuse from her peers was mental, but sometimes it would be physical; broken bones, scraped knees, and a left forearm so mangled it needed to be amputated were some of the main injuries sustained. Sooner or later she found homestuck, and started reading it. she found a sense of comfort in the story as a whole, yet especially vriska. with this sense of solstice, she slowly recovered, which was greatly helped when she was placed in her grandfather's care due to her parents taking up a career overseas.

Soon, we come to the main story. The day of her supposed demise was an eventful one. nothing interesting happened until around 9PM; her family gathered around the TV, watching as a news reporter talked about a nuclear disaster happening to a nearby region. she took the oppertunity to sneak out to the workshed, thus her fate was sealed. Man, the news didn't lie; radioactive air had already made it's way to their small coastal town, and it was hard to breathe. That didn't matter to Millie, though, considering she had just found her adoption papers. but before she could get them, a metal claw grabbed her waist, and she was pulled into the nightmare we all know. After the fact, after the nightmare, Millie managed to get out of the animatronic's cage despite her injuries, and with her last strength, started reading the papers. Nothing interesting recorded at first, but she felt there was something urgent in there she needed to see before she passed. Soon enough, she found the page. skimming through the words, trying to find those damned words, that damn name. She only managed to read it in her final seconds. Birth name: Millicent Rose Afton.

The final words she read as a living person. The final thought she'd have. These 3 words had been so important to her, she failed to notice the black inchor dripping from her neck before she collapsed, seemingly dead.

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Here's where we divert our attention away from her POV for. 'i cant fucking write mhy hands are sore' reasons.

After her disappearance, rumours started to spread of a mysterious figure roaming in the graveyard below jumper's cliff. almost like a spirit cursed to roam the earth forever more... Reports of the figure revealed that it was feminine, and appeared to have died a teenager. while it seemed mainly human, certain limbs, half of it's face, it's ears, and it's apparent fluffy tail, showed a likeness to an old freddy's animatronic. alongside that, it was always seen with a murder of ravens surrounding it, and a black cat by it's side.

this strange cryptid was thus named nevermore, the raven-friend only spoken of in whispers. nobody knows if it's hostile, but not even the cockiest of adventurers dared to find out.

[fullrunawaydreamer]

Egg overflow its something i think everyone has this issue at one point or another.

No matter how much we eat there's always left over eggs! Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but we all know they don't stay fresh forever.

In the summer it's overwhelming, but by the time winter roles around and the laying lightens up. You suddenly dont have an abundance of farm fresh eggs for your winter baking and cooking.

I'm trying a new method I heard about. Where you put your farm fresh eggs (it is very important that you do not wash them before this process) inside of a container, I will be using a recycled pickle jar, and you add pickling lime and water. When you store the eggs in the food safe lime solution made with pickling lime (calcium hydroxide). The calcium solution seals the eggshells. Which in turn helps preserves the eggs for a year or more.

Now before you think I tricked you about haveing farm fresh eggs in the winter. This method doesn't actually pickle the eggs! Although it's called "pickling lime" so no tricks about it.

This process needs to be done with fresh eggs that are relatively clean to start with. For this process to work the egg still needs its bloom. Which is the last layer or membrane put on the egg before it is laid. This membrane gets washed away off of store bought eggs. This bloom is what allows farm fresh eggs to be shelf stable for weeks at room temperature. If you don't wash them and keep them in the fridge they are good for mouths.

[thessidy]

There’s a lot you can do in 1,310 years. You can learn new languages. You can watch those languages evolve beyond recognition, not realizing until you look back a couple hundred years that it changed so much, little idioms and phrases and efficiencies and inefficiencies. You can watch an ant hill be built more or less from the inside.

You can go through a bird phase. You can spend fifty five years cataloging every species of bird in your brain, only realizing how much time has passed when you come across one of your incarnations again, a temple scribe, and see she’s got the same wrinkles as you did.

You can check in on seven generations of the Egibi family, and see that somehow they’re still going strong despite great-great-great times seven grandmother’s worries that kids these days just don’t want to work. You can see the same cycles of misunderstanding and abuse and love and dance and laughter basically keep happening over and over again, just with different flavors.

You can see that humans are generally pretty good, and in fact almost ninety percent of all humans are better than you were in your lifetime. You can see that no one, not even saints or idylls, got through mortal life without hurting at least a few people so deeply that it haunted their victims forever. That multiplying this fact means every single person has been irrevocably damaged by at least three people in their life, usually before the age of twenty. You can see, behind closed doors, utter depravity. That 10% of people are truly evil. That you were probably up there.

You can visit, occasionally, the site of your death. A tower, decrepit, the haunt of undocked sheep — a last stand, you had intended. It’s as forgotten as the names of your forefathers, so much so that you sometimes have trouble finding it, until finally you get close and feel this chill, this fleshy feeling you forget exists until you approach the spot in the newborn topsoil (newborn, relatively) where the last physical remnants of your existence, your crown and pendant, lay buried. Your flesh and bones and marrow long, long ago were macerated, excreted, turned into their smallest component nutrients and over and over recycled. The protein from your muscles is now most concentrated in a tree near New Qart Hadasht, they call it, that tenebrous state whose founders’ great-times-thirteen grandparents you executed. The calcium from your bones has, thank Anu, most recently ended up in human bones, a little monk girl in Kyo who, like you, was orphaned and raised a temple child.

You can see, speaking of which, that in the endless cycle of peace and war and tragedy and all that, things are getting pretty heated again. That your successors on your home planet have really mucked things up in Xia.

You can see that the same people, including yourself, tend to be born over and over again. You identify patterns in human behavior and get it down to a science. You sit watching Benevolent scientists try and fail over and over to create a potion you figured out a long, long time ago when observing some cats fighting in a puddle.

You can ponder and still never really figure out why the Portals work for spirits and idylls and gods, too. You can realize that your continued wandering in particular is one of those one-in-a-million quirks. Idylls usually clean up such spirits after a couple hundred years, long enough for them to learn their lesson and reach a sort of inner peace. You can wonder why you haven’t an achieved that yet — beside, of course, the lack of proper burial.

Then you can go back to your wanderings.

The changing seasons.

[itaiikawaii]

5 - 10/11/2024 log (2)

Decided to make this a weekly log with notes I make throughout the week. - Yesterday someone complemented my german for the first time, it was a sweet older lady. I feel very proud hahaha; - reached level 7 on wanikani; - slowly moving from one wanikani review a day to two, but not sure if it's a good idea for the active recall; - so on wednesday I studied in the library, which was nice, except for the part that they were drilling there. What was the point of coming there i'm not sure. (ノ_<。) I have finals coming up so I prioritise those for now, but I still have time for minimum japanese.. On that day I tried the new system where I write down on paper all the new vocab I get in Wanikani and wow, as soon as I started flexing my brain to do intelectual work my body went into sleep mode. I don't know why it works like that but it has been a while. I used to be unable to study at all because of that buy medication and vitamins help. Maybe I should get it checked again since it's apparently back.. - So I did a test and apparently my vitamin D level fell below 10 again and it's been really messing with me. It's difficult to do anything when the world is spinning and you can't get out of bed. I take a high dose and went from extreme lack to mere insufficient but now it fell again, I'm not sure why.. Gonna take some magnesium and calcium to help it absorb and hope for the best. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) - I actually wrote a bunch of posts for this blog already but I keep them in draft 'cause they need polishing, but because of that when I checked my blog and realised I only have 2 published blogs it felt really empty.. I'm gonna try to push the drafts out asap, otherwise they'll stay in this limbo forever.

[harmonymurphy]

After almost seven years, I have mealworms in my room again. I remember I used to talk about them and post pictures of them more than necessary so you've been warned.

Gonna go into unnecessary detail about my efforts to determine the most effective bedding for mealworms below.

Starting out, I used to keep my mealworms in the cup of wheat bran they came in. Then, if memory serves, I goofed up and gave them a couple of raspberries for moisture, and the bran turned into this disgusting moldy paste, and when my brother heard me complain he offered me half a bag of wheat germ to put them in. I bought one of those Sterilite mini drawers to house them in. And after that I started to notice my worms grew way faster than they had in the past. Once I got my breeding colony established, I stopped having to make trips to Petco to buy more mealworms.

At one point I ran out of wheat germ and couldn't find it locally so I put my mealworms on wheat bran again. I went from being 100% self-sufficient to having to make trips to Petco to buy mealworms again. I had a minimum size they had to reach before I'd feed them off, using the super-scientific standard of them being too small if they could squeeze through the mesh of the random flour sifter Mom found at a thrift store and gave me, and the worms raised in wheat bran just seemed to take forever to reach minimum size.

So I bought more wheat germ online and decided to do an experiment. I put an equal number of tiny mealworms in two plastic boxes and gave one group wheat bran and the other wheat germ, and within a month the wheat germ box had three times as many mealworms attain the minimum size I'd feed to my leopard geckos.

So yesterday I got a cup of 100 small mealworms in the mail. (Actually got over 130 in the cup, all alive. First time ordering from Dubia dot com and I have no complaints so far.) They're going to be the founding members of my new breeding colony. I decided to get smalls so I could do another small experiment to see how mealworms grow in different bedding. So I found these little mini drawer containers at the dollar store and used them to split the mealworms into four groups of 30 and then I just dumped the extras into the last drawer.

Group 1 has Bob's Red Mill wheat germ for bedding. Group 2 has Pangea Insect Grub, which has wheat germ as the primary ingredient. Group 3 has Repashy Bug Burger powder. and Group 4 has some random dubia roach chow. I'll just be monitoring their growth until they start pupating, then they'll get moved into a new container and I'll use the lowest-performing bedding for the adult beetles.

I also have a jar of mealworm food from Flukers that's supposed to balance their skewed calcium/phosphorus ratios. It's primarily wheat bran, so not included in the experiment. When I get the colony established, I'll likely use it as bedding for the final growout bin for worms that have achieved minimum feeder size and will be okay growing a little slower. So a maintenance ration right before the gut-load box. Might run another experiment pitting it against one of the lower-performing beddings to see which would be better for reducing pupation once I have enough beetles.

I'll likely randomly give status updates on their comparative growth rates. It'll probably be a couple weeks before I see any results.

I'm not really a fan of bugs but I found it very calming to tend to mealworms. It helped with my anxiety. Also they're small enough that I can't really see any detail so they don't gross me out like dubia roaches would.

[magpiespaceace]

See, I probably would use my Tumblr account more... if I actually knew how to use it effectively.

Like, if I knew how to find the pearls of raw quotes and wisdom hidden in their barnicle encrusted random shit post shells on the regular, I'd probably never leave this place.

But right now all I know how to do is catalog; to archive each new star I come across into one of my neat little pre-made boxes, allowing me to open the lids every so often to gaze upon them and smile as the memories of when I'd first found them and how they'd made me feel washes over me along with the light of their soft glow...

However, I'm quickly realizing that I've grown too dependent on having an algorithm for a copilot as I explore the depths, which often leaves me adrift in territory I've already explored countless times, which in turn prompts my ship's squishy processing unit to scream that it's bored out of it's prison of calcium and flesh. Every other tuesday it's threatening to stage a coup d'état, saying if it has to sit through one more "guess the song challenge" or computerized reading of a (probably made up) reddit story, it will hit the self-destruct button faster than a Drusselsteinian with a degree he bought online could be foiled by a platypus secret agent who's also basically his therapist.

I'd happily give it what it wants and drift through the nebulous starlit tumblr void forever if it meant I didn't have to doomscroll through the endlessly garish Nikola Orsinov carnival that is most other social platforms, desperately searching for the elusive shaved ice vendor amidst the sea of funnelcake and rigged game stalls and ultimately ending up so turned around and overstimulated that I'd rather just go home.

I know that the only way through is to just take the plunge and set out on my own if I'm to learn how to find my way around,

but that can be scary, no matter where you are or what the situation is,

(and it is for me)

so I'm posting this in the hopes of appeasing the Tumblr gods; that they'll hear my plea and permit me safe passage through their realm until I learn how to navigate without the help of the algorithm copilot, however long that may take.

In the fandoms, shit posts, and Eldritch beings we trust-

Oh, I have a mini soda can in my pocket

I wonder how that got in there...

[brehaaorgana]

Source websites are CBS news, Berkeley School of Public Health, & science direct host platform for the paper. Important to note the organic tampons tested in this study were NOT free of these toxic metals because exposure is ubiquitous on some levels.

Edit: not to burst anyone's bubble's but I thought it went without saying that disposable pads are usually made from the same sorts of materials as tampons.

From Fast Company:

The study was conducted on 30 unique tampons from 14 different “top selling” brands in the U.S. and Europe. The researchers assessed the products for 16 different metals—including lead, arsenic, nickel, mercury, and zinc—and alarmingly, they reported finding measurable concentrations of all 16 metals “in at least one sampled tampon.”

Unfortunately, the paper’s corresponding author, Jenni Shearston, told Fast Company that the names of the brands in the study could not be shared.

Most notably, every tampon that was tested contained some amount of lead

Also:

Compared to the concentrations of other metals, researchers found high levels of calcium and zinc in the products. They also identified differences between organic and nonorganic brands, finding that organic tampons tend to contain less lead but more arsenic.

Fast Company

Unfortunately, not all reusable period products are guaranteed to be free of harmful metals or chemical compounds.

This New York Times Wirecutter article details the unintentional PFAS exposure vs intentional addition of PFAS chemicals to products:

Forever chemicals are everywhere, including in period and incontinence products—even in some that companies claim are free of such substances.

That’s the conclusion from independent lab testing we solicited that looked for signs of per- and polyfluoroalkyl substances (PFAS) in 44 products—including period underwear, tampons, menstrual cups, and more—and found plenty.

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The researchers found that nearly half of the 44 period and incontinence products we sent for testing showed fluorine levels suggesting unintentional PFAS contamination (meaning these substances could have slipped in during production, packaging, shipping, or beyond). And eight products showed high enough levels of fluorine to suggest that PFAS-treated material had been added to them.

... Two of the 10 pairs of period underwear we sent showed high enough levels of fluorine to suggest that PFAS had been added to them at some point in the manufacturing process. Two of the remaining eight showed levels that suggested unintentional PFAS contamination. These included period underwear from brands that have published documentation certifying that their products are free of these substances.

Unfortunately it's nearly impossible to avoid PFAS exposure altogether due to its prevalence in textiles and a wide variety of other goods (see also: anything marketed as non-stick) and how frequent unintentional contamination happens. For reusable cloth items, it's recommended to wash them before using.

I'm not always sure if Mamavation is...entirely reliable, but they have tested a wide variety of period underwear and ranked their results by fluorine detected in parts per million. (The brands I've tried — Bambody, Modibody, and Aisle all had non fluorine detected results. Saalt's period underwear also corrected an issue which brought them to 0).

Likewise per the Wirecutter article, surgical grade silicone menstrual cups/discs tested extremely low for fluorine (if at all) - seemingly suggesting unintentional exposure when present.

The issue is that no product is free of all concerning chemicals or metals, there's currently very little regulatory testing, and no transparency about how much of this exposure is incidental/unintentional/environmental and how much is additive (on purpose, if PFAS). The tampons likely aren't going to kill you, but cotton and viscose production is often chock full of dangerous/toxic chemicals and we have no idea to what extent the consumers or manufacturers are being impacted by this.

my period is back again and id like to take this moment to remind everyone with a uterus to avoid using tampons at all costs, if you can. a recent study was conducted with 14 different popular brands of tampons, revealing that every single one of them contained toxic metals such as lead, arsenic, and more.