#hydrops

[herpsandbirds]

Amazon Water Snake (Hydrops martii), family Colubridae, Cuyabeno Reserve, Ecuador

Coral Snake mimic.

photograph by Jose Vieira

[justanotherbipolarmum]

Here I am in the Day Stay Unit, gowned up, compression socks on and disposable underwear.

This is the hardest day of my life. I hate this.

1 in 600 chance of having one condition and 1 in 3000 of having another but my boy has both conditions and a heart that hasn't developed.

[sujooon]

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[papsiguesss]

Fear in the Night drabblings 2: Electric Boogaloo

Boys are back! And James has a little treat for Michael this time. Only… why does the headmaster’s main doctor in charge think this is a good way to treat his problems?

1924 words, tw ableism and usage of sedatives (I am not a mental hospital worker obviously so I cannot guarantee this all to be 100% accurate)

(The fix-it part of this AU is going to be more emphasised in future drabbles I promise, I cannot help myself with some whump tho 😇)

“Mr. Carmichael…?”

James heard no response from the other end of the cell door as he knocked on it. He frowned, repeating himself once more. “Mr. Carmichael, are you awake?”

He had to be, right…? It was half past noon, so probably. There had to be another reason the patient wasn’t answering.

The doctor gently opened the door, before closing it again after having entered Michael’s room.

The man was indeed awake, lying on his back in bed.

However, he did not seem to notice the fact that someone was even in the room with him.

“…Mr. Carmichael?”, James repeated again. “I brought you some texts to translate, like I promised I would.”

The patient quietly mumbled something to himself, his glazy gaze drifting off as he held his right hand over the stump at his shoulder. There was not a single other motion that he made. “…Pons…” was all that the doctor could make out.

“…I’m sorry?”, he said, slowly stepping forwards. “Where you saying something, sir?”

Michael still did not seem as if he even noticed James standing there before him. “F… fons…”, he muttered as if in a haze. “…Fons, mons, chalybs, hydrops, gryps, pons…”

The doctor blinked in confusion for a while, that string of words sounding like nothing more than gibberish to him. It was fairly easy to see that the headmaster had lost his grip on reality. It made sense, considering his medical file, James supposed. He had finally had the time to take a proper look at it, and so he was aware that there had been several recorded instances of this happening before with this particular patient.

The question was, how was he supposed to ground him back to where he was?

“Mr. Carmichael?”, the doctor said calmly, crouching down so that he was on Michael’s eye level. “Do you hear me, Mr. Carmichael?”

The headmaster snapped out of his blank stare, his body shooting upwards as his breathing began to get quicker and quicker. “Wh- what- where am I?”, he stuttered, looking around himself frantically.

James tried to make eye contact with him, giving him a patient smile. “It’s all right Mr. Carmichael, you’re here with me. You’re in your room in the mental ward.”

Michael stopped his jumpy movements, but the doctor could still see that he was trembling. “You’re safe sir, I am here with you”, he assured the headmaster again. “Could you tell me five things that you see around you, please?”

The patient’s eyes still evoked panic, but they seemed to focus in on James somewhat. “…M… my bed…”, he slowly stammered, his body tensing up. “…Walls… desk… chair…” He stared at the doctor, his tremors gradually calming down. “…You…”

James gave him a kind smile. “Very good, sir”, he said patiently. “Now, what are four things you can touch?”

Michael breathed shakily as he evidently tried to concentrate on answering the doctor’s question as well as he could. “…Sheets…”, he answered, “My… my shoes… clothes… my pro-” he stared at his shoulder stump, a look of sad realisation spreading across his face. “…My pillow”, he eventually changed his answer into, gripping onto it with his right hand.

After asking him a few more questions like that and instructing the headmaster to take a couple of deep breaths with him, James looked at him again. “…Are you feeling better now, sir?”, he asked, smiling calmly.

The patient gave him a shaky nod, though his gaze still seemed somewhat hazy. “I… I still do not feel… optimal, doctor…”, he mumbled, his words slurred.

The doctor raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Oh?”, he asked. “May I ask what’s the matter, then?”

Michael rubbed his temple, closing his eyes. “……Everything’s… spinning… Headache… I don’t feel awake…”

James took notes, tapping his pen against his chin as he looked over Michael’s medical record.

His eyes widened as he suddenly observed a small pill container next to the bed.

He looked over the medication record, his body tensing up with fury as they saw what medication they had prescribed this particular patient.

Sedatives.

‘To prevent aggression’, the record said, but James thought it a strange decision. He had spoken to the headmaster when he was under no influence of any medication, and he had been perfectly compliant. What could have possessed his main doctor in charge to do this…?!

“I think it might be your medication, Mr. Carmichael”, the doctor softly explained, trying to stay calm, but feeling an intense anger underneath all that. “It appears your doctor in charge deems you aggressive, and so he is giving you something to keep you calm.” He paused, narrowing his eyes. “…I’ll speak to your doctor about it if you’d like, because this dosage seems to be causing you intense discomfort, nor do I believe it to be necessary. Would you want me to do that, sir?”

The patient tucked his knees up to his chin, wrapping his arm around his legs and trembling. “…I don’t want the doctor to be angry with me”, he muttered shakily, closing his eyes. “…He said that I’d never get to go home if I d-don’t comply…”

James took deep breaths, the thought of punching his colleague in the face becoming a very promising idea. “He won’t be angry if I talk about it with him”, he assured the other. “I promise you that I will do anything in my power to prevent that, all right?”

Michael stayed silent for a while, before opening his eyes again and staring at the doctor with a pleading gaze. “…H- help me, doctor…”, he whimpered, sounding like a frightened child. “…That man scares me…”

James nodded. “I will, Mr. Carmichael”, he said gently. “I promise I will.”

The patient smiled faintly as he heard that, before that vacant, numb look returned to his expression again. “…I want to go home, doctor…”, he uttered, staring down at his hand.

A look of pity spread across James’ face. “I know you want to”, he said, seeing how miserable his patient looked. “…Almost everyone in the ward wants to. But you need help for now. Help that cannot be given to you at home. And I know the other doctors are treating you poorly, but believe me when I say that I will work my hardest to get you out of here as soon as possible.”

Michael let out a sniffle, his gaze drifting downwards as he clutched onto his legs with his arm. He said nothing and did not move an inch. There was only a single tear dripping down his cheek.

James desperately wanted to comfort him, but he did not know how.

“…Where were you when I came into the room, if I may ask?”, he asked after a while, remembering the strange combination of words that his patient had uttered. “Do you still remember?”

The headmaster nodded, staring into the distance again. “Of course I remember…”, he mumbled, sighing. “…I was home.”

The doctor raised his eyebrows. “At the school, you mean?”

Michael nodded. “Yes, I… I could have sworn I was teaching…”, he answered, somewhat of a confused look on his face. “Masculine are fons and mons, chalybs, hydrops, gryps and pons. That… that was what I was explaining… wasn’t… I…?”

James narrowed his eyes as he heard that set of words again. He had not been mistaken the first time he had heard it. It sounded as if the headmaster was rigidly reciting those words, instead of saying them naturally. It was as if he had intensely studied to remember that exact sentence, that exact precise way. Why was that, the doctor wondered…?

He suddenly remembered his reason for coming here now that they were speaking about Latin, and so he took out the book that he had brought. “That did remind me, I, uh…”, he stammered, feeling a bit foolish for forgetting why he was here in the first place. “I promised I’d bring you something to translate, and I am a man of my word.”

He held out the book for Michael to take, but he immediately noticed that it would be hard for him to grab with only one hand. He eventually decided to place the book on the bed next to him, patting it gently. “I tried my best to find you something, but I’m afraid I couldn’t find much”, he said. “I hope this will do, though.”

The patient’s eyes shimmered with excitement. “I… had forgotten about that…”, he stammered, picking up the novel and staring at its cover. He let out a short gasp as he saw the title, before holding the book close to him, almost hugging it as James saw him genuinely smile for the first time.

“I… take it you like Ovid, then?”, the doctor asked, looking at the novel curiously. Metamorphoses, it was called.

Michael nodded, staring into the distance. “…You know, I… used to read some of these stories to Molly when she couldn’t sleep…”, he sighed melancholically, still gripping the cover tightly. “I always loved to tell her about all the fascinating tales, especially those about love, but… that is a long time ago by now…” He paused, a look of sadness spreading across his face. “…We stopped reading to each other long ago… and now she is gone…”

James stared at him, a look of pity on his face as he did not really know what to say. He was not quite sure as to who this ‘Molly’ was, but he chose not to ask about it, as these seemed like painful memories. “Ah, you’re familiar with this particular text, then?”, he asked, hoping to bring the headmaster’s attention back to something that made him happy. “I don’t know much about this all, I’ll be honest.”

The patient gave him a confirming ‘mhm’ noise. “Oh yes, it’s one of my favourite works”, he mumbled. It seemed that talking about something he was passionate about helped to shake off the effects of his medication, even if it was just a little bit. “I… I could read you a few parts, if you’d like… O- only if that’s something you’d be interested in, of course…”

He asked the question very nervously, almost as if he thought that the answer was going to be no regardless. That was not true, however. Instead, James gave him a kind smile, nodding. “I would love to sometime, Mr. Carmichael”, he said. “I can’t at the moment because I just finished my shift and should probably go home soon, but… I would love to when I have the time for it. Is that okay with you?”

Michael almost seemed surprised by that answer as he sat there blinking in silence for a while, before giving the doctor a nod. “Y- yes, it is”, he eventually muttered quietly. “…Thank you once again, Doctor… It… truly means a lot.”

James smiled. “It’s nothing, really”, he said, before standing up again. “Now, I am going to have to leave you for a while, but I will definitely check back up on you when I am on the clock again. That’s a promise, all right?” He waited for the headmaster to nod, and then he walked towards the door. “Have a nice rest of your day, sir.”

When James exited the room though, he did not immediately leave the asylum.

There was something that needed to be discussed right this very moment.

This medication situation had to be stopped right now.

There was no choice other than to speak to Mr. Carmichael’s doctor in charge about it.

…

This was going to be a rough one.

[broadpreedglobalnews]

Nipocalimab Trial Highlights Promise for Treating Rare Blood Disorders in Pregnancy 🧪👶

Recent clinical trials suggest that nipocalimab could revolutionize the treatment of haemolytic disease of the foetus and newborn (HDFN) 🩸, a rare but serious blood disorder. Data from the Phase II UNITY study demonstrate that nipocalimab may benefit foetuses, newborns, and expectant mothers by delaying or preventing anemia and reducing the need for intrauterine blood transfusions in high-risk pregnancies 🤰.

Insights from the Phase II Study: The study included pregnant women who had previously experienced foetal loss or required early intrauterine transfusions due to HDFN. After administering intravenous nipocalimab between 14 and 35 weeks of gestation, 54% of participants achieved a live birth at or after 32 weeks without the necessity for transfusions 👶. Additionally, some newborns did not require post-birth transfusions, and none developed foetal hydrops, a severe complication of HDFN 💉.

Potential and Future of Nipocalimab: Johnson & Johnson confirmed that nipocalimab is currently the sole therapy in clinical development specifically for HDFN 🧬. Dr. Kenneth Moise Jr., the lead investigator and a professor at Dell Medical School at The University of Texas at Austin, emphasized nipocalimab's potential to treat various alloimmune conditions affecting foetuses, such as foetal/neonatal alloimmune thrombocytopenia and immune-mediated congenital heart block 🧠.

Dr. Moise Jr. added that if further research supports nipocalimab's use in treating HDFN, it could significantly improve the safety and ease of managing such pregnancies 🩺. The promising results from the Phase II trial were published in the New England Journal of Medicine 📄, paving the way for a larger Phase III study. If approved, nipocalimab would represent the first non-surgical treatment option for high-risk pregnancies affected by HDFN 🔬.

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[purple-phonograph]

Naucrate's Geometry

He could have dwelled without paired paper wings Speak to me Daedalus! speak of the things Revealed while wearing your palindrome wings Crisp and sweet squares blindly complete Your pupils expand and your corneas' greet Hydrops plip-plopping off a single-file shelf Your lysergic acid diethylamide; Amplified the warm sunlight's romance kind But our son worshipped Helios at first sight Infatuated by the empathy that outlives night He broke the implicit intended structure Carving the womb of his minds' eyes' mother Unraveling the written threads singular blink Drowning paper wings in his fathers abyssal drink

[solarpunkpresentspodcast]

How Do We Power Down?

ICYMI, here’s a post I put up on our Patreon back in March that, in anticipation of Season 5 (which we’re now partway into), considers the environmental problems posed by the use of cryptocurrencies and generative AI and the general problem of how do we power down our societies a bit without being overrun by societies that opt not to power down?

Christina here... I don’t know if any of you caught it, but Elizabeth Kolbert, who specializes in writing about climate change and our efforts (or lack thereof) to stop driving it, recently had another interesting article in the New Yorker. This article explored, to quote the title, the “obscene energy demands of AI,” or more specifically, of AI, like ChatGPT and Midjourney, that processes astronomical amounts of information every time it is used.

To take a moment to be totally self–centered about this, how interesting—and how timely! Ariel and I just discussed solarpunk’s use of and attitude toward AI, especially the image generating kind, when we recorded THE FIRST EPISODE OF SEASON 5—WOOT!—which you’ll have early access to toward the end of this month. But, for all that we found to consider about it, we didn’t touch on the enormous electricity consumption associated with AI image generation. Which now puts me, personally, far more solidly in the this is a bad idea camp, even if people are using AI to put POC into amazing imaginings of a super future. But Elizabeth Kolbert’s article—which you should definitely read!—gives me this chance to broach the subject, even if it is a few weeks before Season 5 begins, and explore it briefly further.

To give you a brief sneak peak: in our Season 5 opener, Ariel and I talk about solarpunk’s relationship with tech. Because solarpunk is both highly tech–centric and highly tech–skeptical, which is kind of a cool combination. Solarpunks are always asking should we or shouldn’t we use that tech and wouldn’t the world be a better place if we weren’t all always asking that question! Meawhile, the should we or shouldn’t we of AI and cryptocurrencies are already points of, if not contention, then at least deep disagreement between solarpunks. Again, I’m pretty much in the NOPE camp, all the more so now after reading Elizabeth Kolbert’s article.

As Elizabeth Kolbert explains, along with cryptocurrencies, AI like ChatGPT and Midjourney are shocking electricity hogs and... which I hadn’t previously realized... prolific producers of e–waste (because there are so many servers involved and they need to be replaced as they age). As she points out in the article, a single Bitcoin transaction produces the equivalent amount of e–waste as an iPhone. If that’s the case, there’s no way that all but a tiny fraction of the world can switch over to using digital currencies. Even worse, if that’s the case, shame on people making their fortunes buying and selling them. The world just doesn’t have the resources to sustain that! Not without environmental and ecological devastation and a heavy price in human lives and well being. But I think the most important thing Elizabeth Kolbert points out in her article stands already in the subheader: “How can the world reach net zero if it keeps inventing new ways to consume energy?”

One of the interesting things that certain historians (and the evolutionary biologist Geerat Vermeij, of whom I am a big fan) have pointed out is that there is a directionality to history. If you over look the bumps and wiggles and occasional serious crashes, over time, populations that use lower amounts of energy per capita per year have given way to (or been crushed by) populations that use higher amounts of energy per capita per year. You can see this in the general takeover of Earth’s ecosystems by human beings and you can see this over the course of human history. Our trajectory has taken us from manpower only, to using animals and burning wood to get work done, to moving on to fossil fuels, solar, wind, and nuclear energy and hydropower to increase our productivity and our ability to move ourselves and our stuff around. For centuries already, no other animal on Earth has had as much power per capital at its disposal as we do. Meanwhile, the countries with the highest per capita uses of energy have come to rule the world politically, economically, and even to some extent culturally.

If you looks at the shifts from using our own hands to get work done (back until the Neolithic sometime), to using wind and animals to get work done (like milling grains and ploughing) to burning wood and then later coal to run steam engines and the on to burning fossil fuels in internal combustion engines, it’s easy to see that each one has been a big step up in our per capita energy use. It’s also easy to see that we have not yet reached the ceiling! Throughout our fossil fuel phase; even as we improved our machinery and made it more energy efficient, this never resulted in a drop in per capita power expenditure. Instead, we used the increased efficiency to get more power out of our machines, making them bigger, faster, stronger, more complex, and less expensive, and therefore more widely available to more people. All of which led to massive increases in per capita energy use. We have always been as powerful as we can literally afford to be rather than using increases in energy efficiency to lower our per capita use of energy.

Even now, as our vehicles and toys and tools have become more energy efficient, we’ve responded by buying more of them and doing more things with them. At this point, who doesn’t have a computer or a laptop, plus maybe a tablet, and definitely also a smartphone. Who doesn’t upload photos and documents to “the cloud” of distant servers that guzzle up enormous amounts of energy? Who doesn’t do Google searches at the drop of a hat instead of hauling themselves to the book or library that would also hold the answer? We take advantage of all of these possibilities because they are there (and in part because we don’t want to be left out or left behind). But, most importantly, we use all of the extra energy it takes to fuel these things because we can afford to pay for it. ChatGPT and image generators like Midjourney guzzle increasingly incredible bundles of electricity, but, still, chatting with ChatGPT or getting it to write an essay for you is a hell of a lot easier on the personal budget than reading by candlelight was 200 years ago... even though it consumes orders of magnitude more energy.

The problem with all of this inventing of new ways of consuming power is, of course, the climate is in crisis thanks to our continuing pumping of greenhouse gases into the atmosphere in large part via our production and consumption of energy. For our own good and that of the rest of Earth’s surface biosphere, we ought to have hit net zero greenhouse gas emissions yesterday, or better yet ten years ago already. Instead, the goal keeps receding into the distance, even as we develop our capability to generate electricity via renewable, low–carbon means, because our per capita energy use just goes up and up and up. That’s where this idea that shifting toward a lower per capita power consumption is, on some level, inherently impossible rears its very ugly head. Shifting to a lower energy use is against the way systems naturally evolve and totally counter to the way human beings inherently operate (which is to say, we tend to do what’s possible—and push that envelope—rather than doing what’s wise). Another great obstacle to lowering our per capita energy use per year is that the society that powers itself down a bit puts itself at the mercy of the societies that keep striving for more power per capita. At some point, they’ll have the machinery, weaponry, wealth, and resources to wipe the powered down societies off the map. So why would you open yourself and your fellow citizens to that sort of existential risk?

Our failure to power down our societies is not inevitable, of course. We are animals capable of reason. Dilemmas like these are why we have governments, negotiations, diplomats, international law, and treaties. But treaties only work until someone decides to break them—case in point, Ukraine giving up its nuclear weapons in 1994 for promisesnot to be invaded by Russia, the US, or the UK.

This means right now, humanity is in terrible situation with difficult options. We need to power down our lives because the way we live and the way we consume things, including power, is unsustainable. It would take three Earths and all that and we really need to stop emitting greenhouse gases to the atmosphere NOW. We’re already in pretty serious hot water on the climate change front. But to do so is counter to our tendency to innovate and adopt new technologies and to do absolutely the most we can afford to do (and buy absolutely the most we can afford to buy). Meanwhile, powering down would very possibly leave us at the mercy of societies that chose not to go that route.

Who is trying to steer us through this mess toward a better rather than worse out come? Honestly, where is the global leadership on this front? Nowhere in sight. Because no politician in the world is going to suggest that we need to become less powerful. And no country in the world is going to rein in AI and cryptocurrencies, not unless all the others and all the big businesses and all the tech companies agree to these things. I hate to say it, it’s really, really hard to see that happening. There’s simply too much power and money to be made.

If there is a role for solarpunk here, it is in imagining pathways out of this mess. How could we come to power down the world a bit and begin living actually sustainably? Because right now really, all this talk about sustainable technology is just a silly, soothing bit of mumbo jumbo. Not when, at the same time, cryptocurrency and AI use is going through the roof.

Get on it, solarpunks! We need visions, and even, simply, to get the word out that this is a serious problem.

[monarcho-mysticism]

Tagged by: @california-babylon

Last song: Future Club - Perturbator

Currently watching: Attack on Titan

Last movie: don't remember

Currently reading: Fight Club 2

Sweet/sour/spicy: sour

Relationship status: dating

Currently obsessed: sadly I'm too tired for obsessions

Last thing i googled: Hydrops

I tag: @tolovaj @marmork @twenty-third-order-simulacra

[floral-hex]

I’ve had maybe 3 or 4 hours of sleep since yesterday. I keep getting distracted. Need to remedy that.

Saw the audiologist today. He’s seriously one of the nicest doctors I’ve ever had. The appointment went about how I expected; no idea what’s really going on or why my hearing is fluctuating so much. Still, it was really nice to talk to him. He cranked up my hearing aids for whenever I hit another bad patch. Good visit. Or it was, until I was checking out and the ENT I saw last week came up to me and basically killed my mood. Lots of telling me I’ll just have to get used to it and that there’s not much they can do. So… that was a shit ending.

Except it wasn’t the end. About an hour after I got home, ENT calls me and says he talked to the audiologist. I had mentioned maybe having cochlear hydrops, we discussed my symptoms more, and apparently the audiologist wrote a note advocating for me in my chart. ENT admitted that there were some good points, so he prescribed me a new med to try out. It’s a shot in the dark, nothing fancy, but I felt so vindicated. So nice. I’m not expecting any miracles, but it’s nice to have a little hope.

[dr-sravanthi-vadlamudi]

Fetal Hypoproteinemia

#Fetal

#Hypoproteinemia

#Pathophysiology

#FirstTrimester

#Congenital

#NephroticSyndrome

Hypoproteinemia is implicated in the pathophysiology of both immune and non-immune hydrops fetalis (Nicolaides et al 1995). In the first trimester, hypoproteinemia due to proteinuria 88 The 11–13+6 weeks scan may be the underlying mechanism for the increased NT in fetuses with congenital nephrotic syndrome

https://drsravanthivadlamudi.com/down-syndrome

#DrSravanthiVadlamudi

#BestFetalMedicineSpecialistInHyderabad

[justanotherbipolarmum]

Next week we say goodbye to our son 💔

[444names]

Could you generate names from stars and different types of flowers please? ⭐🌺

Names generated from proper star names and common flowers

Acangeacat Acelph Acheidiphr Achemalket Acher Acistera Acrosich Actria Adayfe Ainkit Alaedant Albah Albahlicephr Albaljih Albalspin Albar Albegrak Alchbi Alchillsch Alcorrab Alcycla Aldala Aleathius Alescheaffik Alfloododod Algelgone Algemoodemar Alhaird Alhaister Alipeatock Aliphdah Aljih Alkadhartis Alkaffaka Alkallius Alkei Alkentamam Alkulatabik Allambrosmin Allan Allfik Allik Alnarkart Alphah Alphea Alraskab Alshodrufth Alspingea Alsuhecilia Alsunitanget Altai Altancherrid Altangedubet Alvinahliol Alwai Alwaina Alwassicock Alwastei Alybus Alyon Alype Alypeacisica Alzim Amendrops Amildus Anarain Anfloosileed Angella Angglat Anisadaina Ankar Ankshle Antar Anthauth Apdroxa Applas Applatlatria Aragonetna Arche Arcin Argelphr Ariakischam Arigoma Arjora Arylin Ascuphib Ashalmaa Ashib Assus Astar Asterix Asterkar Astoe Astra Astrai Aterf Atienemar Atrukabit Atter Aulil Autalleturix Azalsunibar Azaukab Azavin Azhak Azminil Bahaecid Bangenebalra Belah Belil Belmul Belnih Belnin Beltari Beneb Blaslicolly Blavion Blembud Bletrum Bleysuha Bollas Brone Bropeary Butar Buther Butia Butta Cacheva Cacin Caidellsab Caina Cainnas Candera Capdra Carai Casch Cather Celgerab Celicoreo Ceneshas Cenke Ceschube Chaedilver Chedib Chird Clatham Cleatlaster Clowbecca Clower Cloweraffak Coceli Coces Cocubroxa Cocyon Corix Corobiran Cosama Cotiorak Cotis Coweeb Cowertaraedi Cruchemai Curim Cyclada Cyclestera Cyone Daldus Dasia Dassat Dasterflow Datard Demart Demis Dender Dentankib Derafian Derla Dibaygetamon Dionflowerli Dnowdrock Dnower Dschalm Dubel Duherim Dulamatik Edarctuft Ediph Elatleedar Elbaldhadhib Elliotab Ellueb Ellyper Enkaba Etflocia

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[this-art-taste-like]

I love how in Fables for Robots 1964 one of the stories,"The Advisers of King Hydrops" starts with king asking 3 (stricly reffred as male) robots to made a son for him. Then they do it for the rest of the story.

[thefernmanner]

"The Mus." From the Book of Sirach, "The Manner of the Fern" 5: 4-8.

The Postponement is the most confusing aspect of Shabbat in the Jewish religion. Listen to this discussion about Postponement called Shabbat Afternoon, then we will discuss the Kabbalah and Gematria:

Shabbat is the end of the work needed to force the mind to acclimate to the Teachings of the Torah. Shabbat Afternoon is the moment the sun freezes and one attains Ha Shem. Shabbat Afternoon has Value in Gematria of 576, ה‎זו‎‎, the hazu:

The verb חזה (haza I) is a poetic verb meaning to look, see or behold (Song of Solomon 7:1, Isaiah 33:20), to experience a prophetic vision (Numbers 24:4, Ezekiel 12:27), or to understand/perceive (Job 34:32, Psalm 63:2). The more regular verb meaning to see is ראה (ra'a), but its usages seem parallel.

Together with the particle of negation α (a), meaning without: the adjective ανυδρος (anudros), meaning waterless, arid. Water is crucial because it washes away contaminants and waste products. That means that a lack of flowing water ultimately leads to death by intoxication. Likewise a mind that is not exposed to the occasional shower of fresh new things will wither and turn into a mental desert in which only very few life forms can survive. This word is used 4 times; see full concordance.

The noun υδρια (hudria), which describes a water vessel like a jar or pot (John 2:6, 2:7 and 4:28 only).

Together with the verb πινω (pino), meaning to drink: the verb υδροποτεω (hudropoteo), meaning to drink water (1 Timothy 5:23 only).

Together with the noun ωψ (ops), meaning eye or appearance: the adjective υδρωπικος (hudropikos) meaning hydropic or edemic (Luke 14:2 only)."

Shabbat Afternoon is when God takes up residence with the Self and the Self recognizes God. The archangel Hammuel the Fifth Angel "the Finisher" is associated Shabbat afternoon.

Ham= Adjective חם (ham) means hot. The noun חמן (hamman) denotes a kind of mysterious small pillar (perhaps a device?). 

Mu= The verb μυω (muo) and its future form μυσω (muso) predominantly means to shut (of eyes or the mouth), but with the secondary meaning of to cover, to hide or to be just under the surface.

It is the root of the word μυς (mus), meaning both muscle (hidden just under the skin) and mouse (hidden just under the floor — our English word "muscle" is the diminutive form of the Latin word for mouse). The link exists even in Semitic languages: the Arabic word for muscle is 'adalah and the word for mouse is 'adal.

El= All of God's Attributes and Names.

So as with all bizarre Jewish Hebrew words one can take nothing for granted. A thorough analysis is needed or Holy Baptism will not be within reach. All Jewish persons are expected to learn the Torah and attain to the sacrament otherwise known as Shabbat Afternoon:

4 Do not say, “I sinned, yet what has happened to me?”     for the Lord is slow to anger. 5 Do not be so confident of forgiveness[a]     that you add sin to sins. 6 Do not say, “His mercy is great;     he will forgive[b] the multitude of my sins,” for both mercy and wrath are with him,     and his anger will rest on sinners. 7 Do not delay to turn back to the Lord,     and do not postpone it from day to day, for suddenly the wrath of the Lord will come forth,     and at the time of punishment you will perish. 8 Do not rely on dishonest wealth,     for it will not benefit you on the day of calamity.

The Values in Gematria are

v. 4-5: Do not say what has happened to me. All sin must eventually come to an end. Man is not supposed to sin. The Number is 7931, ז‎טגא‎, zetga, "this instant."

Mistakes, errors, carelessness, ups and downs in one's day these are allowed. Violations of the Decrees and the Beersheba are not allowed.

v. 6: Do not say His Mercy is Great. Well, it's not. God punished sinners all throughout the Torah, most of the time by killing them. I like God's style. The Number is 1002O, א'‎י‎ך, aber‎ee‎tech, "the Hebrew Seam."

"The important verb עבר ('abar) means to pass or cross over (a river, border, obstacle or terrain). The derived noun עבר ('eber) describes what or where you end up when you do the verb: the other side or region beyond."

v. 7: Do not delay. The Number is 10253, קבהג‎ ‎, cabhag, "as a holiday." One cannot take a little sin holiday and then return to righteous life. That is forbidden. Say you want to take a little crackwhore break today? What do the angels say about that? The Number is 1980, alf, אלף "a kilo" or "that is the end of the entity."

"These four roots all have something to do with ending a process or a motion, but each exists in its own specific perspective:

Root כלא (kala') looks at entities that are kept within some limitation, and כול (kwl) appears to be similar to that.

Root כלה (kala) marks the end of the entities themselves.

And root כלל (kalal) looks at the final result of an entity's positive evolution."

v. 8: Do not rely on dishonest wealth, for it will not benefit you on the day of calamity.

The Number is 5698, הוטח "the heat is thrown away." One will not be able to Pslam, to achieve Shabbat Afternoon, if one postpones improperly and throws the heat away.

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