#international darwin day

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

February 12 is was Darwin Day.

[murderousink23]

02/12/2023 is National Productivity Day 🇮🇳, Red Hand Day 🌏, International Darwin Day 🐒🌏, National Plum Pudding Day 🇺🇲, Superb Owl Sunday 🦉🇺🇲, Lincoln's Birthday 🇺🇲, National Lost Penny Day 🇺🇲

[alliterative-endlessknot]

Did you know there’s more than one influential scientific Darwin? Our video about Charles’s grandfather Erasmus Darwin delves into the history and scientific contributions of this fascinating man – and his poetry!

[jsprnt]

a sweet picnic date with your fiancé

darwin núñez x fem! reader

A/N: missed writing requests so much!! based on this request. thank you for your patience and sweet words <33

W/C: 1.412

"stop moving, babe. you're messing the parting up.."

you whine, frown forming on your face as your fiancé moves his head again, ruining the braid you were weaving into his long hair.

"lo siento amor. i didn't realize it would get messed up.." darwin apologizes, moving his head when he notices your hands moving away from his hair.

"why did you stop?" he asks, shifting his body so he can face you.

you grasp the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it in annoyance.

"you keep moving.." you scrunch your face up, making a small sound of annoyance.

"i said i'm sorry, cariño. come on, try again, please?" he says, grabbing your hands to squeeze them into his.

it was silly really, but you just wanted to have some peace and quiet in the park with your fiancé.

the season had just ended, and darwin had a couple days off before his international duty started.

with the sun shining this afternoon, he had suggested having a little picnic date in the local park.

you had agreed, obviously- because who wouldn't want to enjoy mother nature and her beauty pre-summer?

"wait, stay here.." darwin suddenly perks up. slipping the birkenstocks you had gotten him recently on and walking away from your little set up on the grass.

a big, comfortable blanket and an ice box for your drinks and snacks.

darwin had carried it all out of the car, of course. because in his words: "why would you carry something heavy, when i'm right here?"

you raise your brows in confusion, pulling your sunglasses off your face to enjoy the sun beaming down onto your face.

living in england for the past few years meant limited sun exposure, so you'd be crazy not to enjoy the sun when it was out.

you look to your side when you hear the rustling of grass, making immediate eye contact with your fiancé. cheeky expression on his face as he holds his right hand behind his back.

"what's that?" you ask curiously, smile pulling at your lips.

"my apology gift.” he states, stepping closer and sitting next to you on the checkered blanket.

"show me.." you urge, moving to sit on your legs in anticipation.

he nods, grin on his face, when he pulls a mini bouquet from behind his back. consisting of little dandelions and violas plucked from the bushes and grass in the park.

it’s a huge contrast from the huge, colorful bouquet he’d give you or send you when he was gone for work. you could never get enough of the pretty and delicate arrangements of flowers he’d choose specifically for you.

you chuckle at his gesture and cuteness, grabbing the petite bouquet of wildflowers from his outstretched arm.

"you're so cute, baby. apology accepted.." you cave in, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips.

you pull back, squealing when you get tackled onto the soft blanket by darwin.

his body hovers over yours in a second, and you look up when he chuckles.

"you're definitely the cuter one here, cariño.." he dips his head down to trail kisses down your neck and collarbone, making you gasp in surprise.

the kisses were usually welcome, but definitely not in the middle of this public park.

you bring your hands up to stop him, his luscious, untied hair falling in front of his face and tickling your skin.

"what? i can't love on my own fiancée now?" he smirks, feeling your hands tangle into his brown hair.

"your hair is tickling me.." you protest, feeling his hands move around your back to help you sit up again.

"braid it then, please amor..." he asks, eyes twinkling as he looks at you. beaming sun, almost making his hair look a reddish brown.

"i won't move this time, promise." he adds, turning away from you, so he's sitting right in between your legs.

"you promised." you remind, hands reaching up to rake your fingers through his soft hair. the smell of his shampoo and conditioner still present from the shower earlier that morning.

"where is your hair tie?" you ask, looking around for the black elastic. even if darwin had an entire drawer full of them, you'd bet he'd lose them all within the span of one week.

"here.." he says, slipping the tie off his wrist and handing it to you.

"surprised you didn't lose it picking flowers for me.." you tease, parting his hair neatly into three sections, making sure there are no fly-aways before pulling each strand over the other.

you can hear him hum in relaxation, knowing he absolutely loved it when you ran your fingers through his hair.

after a particularly hard day or intense match, you'd always help him calm down from the day's activities with hair care.

it was a great way to bond with each other, both in figuring out what worked for his hair and basking in the calm after the storm.

"your hair has grown a lot since the last time you cut it.." you say, tangling your fingers into the strands and finally pulling the hairtie off your wrist. tying the end of the braid neatly and tightly so your work won't come undone easily.

"i know, but i like it long.."

his reason? you being able to play with his hair, of course.

"if you like it, you should keep it this way, baby." you reassure, moving your hand to smooth out the braid, and the ends of it. your engagement ring glimmering in the sunshine.

your eyes flicker to the wildflowers he'd plucked minutes ago. getting a little idea, you grab one of the flowers. beginning to poke the small stems through the single braid.

"what are you doing, amor?" darwin questions, wondering why it's taking you longer than usual.

"just a second.." you murmur, smiling to yourself when you place the last yellow dandelion into the braid.

"tada!" you lift your hands up, smiling brightly at your work.

"what? i want to see.." your fiancé whines, comically turning like he's going to be able to see what you did to his hair.

"let me take a picture." you say, grabbing your phone off the blanket next to you and snapping a picture. making sure you get a good shot of all the flowers neatly placed in his hair.

"look.." you chuckle, moving to sit on your knees and wrapping your arms around his neck. pressing your chest against his back and placing your chin on his shoulder as you show him the photo.

you raise your brow, having difficulty holding back your smile as you watch his face scrunch in happiness.

"the flowers- you made it all pretty, cariño. thank you.."

you let go of him, seeing him turn around, so he can face you again. you feel him press a tender kiss on your temple, feeling warm and giddy inside.

he wraps his arms around your frame, pulling you closer to his body.

"do you still want those strawberries i packed?" he questions, reaching over to open the blue cool box when you nod eagerly.

"they're perfectly ripe this time.." he comments, opening the tuperware and poking a fork through a sweet strawberry.

"i got them at the farmers market. they looked delicious." you say, opening your mouth, so he can feed you the sweet fruit.

"it's good. try one baby." you convince him with a full mouth, watching him try one as well.

he hums at the taste, nodding in agreement, before placing the fork down.

"it is good, very sweet- but not sweeter than you, amor.."

you roll your eyes at the corny tease, though a grin shows up on your face.

"i'm not, but can you give me another one, please?" you ask, mouth open, ready for another yummy strawberry.

"in denial? why don't we pack up and go home so i can show you?"

you almost choke on your spit, squinting at him as the sun shines directly into your eyes. his eyes widen in surprise at your sudden fit of coughing, making him pat your back quickly.

"I'm fine, but.." you begin, smirk pulling at your lips when you start to tease him back.

"will you carry everything back to the car again?"

"is that really a question?"

he’ll pack everything up in a matter of seconds if it meant that he could get home and give you all of his love, and you knew that..

[bobfloydsbabe]

eccentric professor bob floyd (historical romance version) sneak peek

Encouraged by my wonderful friends @withahappyrefrain and @ryebecca, I present you a sneak peek at the historical romance AU fic I'm working on for Eccentric Professor Bob and Imogen. I shared the beginning of this for a tag game a couple of days ago, but I've added more to it since then. Enjoy ✨

“Who’s there?”

The flickering candle comes closer, and slowly, the holder’s dark doe eyes come into his line of sight, along with long wavy hair and soft-looking skin.

“Lady Imogen,” he says when she stops a few paces away. 

“Professor,” she greets, one brow quirked. “What brings you here at this time of night?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

Her breathy chuckle fills the quiet library. “So you could,” she agrees. “I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d get something to read.”

“I had the same thought,” he admits. He’s trying not to look at her state of undress, but his eyes travel down to her simple cotton nightgown, and his breath hitches. She’s not wearing a dressing gown.

Imogen seems unfazed by his wandering eye.

“Did you find something advanced enough to challenge your mind, Professor?”

He drags his gaze back to her face. “Not yet,” he says. “Perhaps you have a recommendation?”

In the candlelight, her mouth turns up in a smile that makes her keen eyes sparkle. Humming, she scans the shelves he’s standing in front of, inspecting the titles and writers, and he wonders, not for the first time, where she’s been hiding all his life.

Knowing of her is one thing, but knowing her is something else entirely. He longs to touch her. To feel her skin against his, the taste of her tongue, the sounds she’d make when he gives her pleasure. He wants all of it but is entitled to none of it.

He aches in a way he’s never done before.

“Ah,” she says, having spotted something interesting on the shelf. She reaches past him, her breast grazing his chest as she stands on her tiptoes to reach. Despite the fabric separating them, every cell in his body’s on fire, and the blood that first rushed to his head now travels south to his cock.

If her breast through cotton does this to him, he’s afraid of what would happen if he touched her bare skin.

Unaware of his internal crisis, Imogen grasps the book she’d spotted and settles back on her feet. She studies the leather-bound book for a moment. “I’m surprised the Countess even has a copy of this. She does not strike me as someone with a vested interest in the subject.”

“Perhaps the Earl added it to the library,” he says without knowing what book it is and takes a step away to put some distance between them.

“The Earl is a dear friend of my father’s, but he is not an intelligent man,” Imogen explains. “The Countess is a brilliant woman. I am quite certain it was she who acquired it.”

Imogen offers the book to him. He snatches it out of her hand quickly, hoping she won’t look at him too long and notice the extra limb throbbing in his trousers.

He opens to the title page, brow furrowing when he realizes the book she’s recommended to him. His head whips up.

“I’m sure you’ve already read it,” she says, looking uncertain for the first time since she joined him. “Darwin makes a compelling argument. I wrote him a letter with a list of questions, but never received a reply. I’m sure he thinks me a feebleminded woman who won’t understand the complexities of his theory.”

Robert closes the book. “If Darwin thinks you feebleminded, he is a fool.”

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[tomorrowusa]

Quit fixating on Putin's nukes FFS.

Donald Trump and his MAGA minions are trying to imply that aid for Ukraine will lead to nuclear war. This is bullshit which is meant to bolster Putin's illegal war of aggression against a peaceful neighbor.

We hear MAGA Russophiles repeat this whenever new aid or new weapons systems are sent to Ukraine. The last time I checked, Putin hasn't nuked San Diego or Memphis. And we have crossed more of Putin's "red lines" than Trump has red neckties.

Even a delusional imperialist like Vladimir Putin understands that the ultimate outcome of any nuclear war would leave him as a shirtless congealed blob of radioactive fat. ⚛

With nuclear option unlikely, Putin struggles to defend his red lines

“There has been an overflow of nuclear threats,” said a Russian official speaking on the condition of anonymity because of the sensitivity of the subject. “There is already immunity to such statements, and they don’t frighten anyone.” A Russian academic with close ties to senior Russian diplomats agreed, calling the nuclear option “the least possible” of scenarios, “because it really would lead to dissatisfaction among Russia’s partners in the Global South and also because clearly, from a military point of view, it is not very effective.”

The United States and its NATO allies have no intention of giving nukes to Ukraine.

What we don't hear from scare-mongering MAGA zombies or Putin-friendly tankies is that the war in Ukraine would end immediately if the Russian invaders simply left Ukraine. Anybody who truly wants peace should be telling Russia to get the fuck back to their own country.

This week, Trump and former independent presidential candidate Robert F. Kennedy Jr. wrote in an op-ed for the Hill that a decision to grant Ukraine permission to use Western long-range missiles “would put the world at greater risk of nuclear conflagration than at any time since the Cuban missile crisis” and called for direct negotiations with Moscow instead.

The only thing to "negotiate" with Moscow is a short ceasefire while Russia withdraws all its invading troops. The bottom line is that Russia has no business in Ukraine. The invasion is in violation of numerous international laws, treaties, and memoranda.

As for technology, Russia's means of using ICBMs in nuclear war just ain't what it used to be.

Latest Russian ICBM Test May Have Failed, Satellite Images Suggest

Russia is a third-rate power which happens to have nukes and a lot of empty territory that looks deceptively impressive on a map. Its ability to handle any atomic technology competently is questionable. Even during the glory days of the Soviet Union it gave the world its worst nuclear disaster at Chernobyl in 1986.

Chernobyl is in northern Ukraine which became independent in 1991. Ukrainians had done a good job of cleaning up much of the radioactive mess left by Moscow.

But Russia then temporarily occupied the area around Chernobyl in the early part of the invasion. Russian occupiers there did incredibly stupid things like dig military trenches in radioactive soil and loot radioactive materials to take home as souvenirs.

Russia has few serious competitors for the Darwin Awards this year. 🎖  ⚛️

What we should worry more about is another nuclear accident inside Russia caused by recklessness or incompetence. The sooner Ukraine is victorious, the more likely Russia will be able to tend to its own problems at home.

^^^ красные линии = red lines

[stormoflina]

Happy New Year's Eve to everyone! 😁🎉🍷

I saw the tiktok boys doing this trend in the international break, and the idea stayed with me, and it's fitting rn anyway. If it's lame I will just blame my friends for giving me bad experiences 😸

Rating how a night-out with lfc players would go (this is for the girlies, do mind that):

Virg: You would feel the most safe and relaxed on a night-out in your whole entire life. Virg would literally scare all unwanted comments and wandering hands just with his aura. He would buy you whisky, trying to be fancy, but by the end of the night you would be on your 4th beer together, doing karaoke. He would leave by like 1 am tho. 9/10

Tsimi: he drinks one vodka-redbull and it's over. And by that I mean it's not really over, quite the opposite actually. Not leaving the club until they literally close. He would be bouncing up the walls, dancing with everyone, chatting up to strangers while waiting for drinks, running around, making new best friends every bathroom break, falling in love at least 3 times just that night. A nice, eventful night, but by the end, you would probably be exhausted. 7/10

Joey: Ngl, you would probably be kinda worried about partying with him, thinking he's a bit dull or the atmosphere will be awkward... Only to be completely wrong and for you to have the best night of your life? He takes shots like a champ, smooth dance moves,a great wingman and has the best drunk advice to your drunk first world problems. He also knows the best place to get kebab place after the club and walks you home. 10/10

Ibou: Go out with him and you will have the time of your life. Takes the best pictures and tags you, likes and comments, just to get the guy you like all hot and bothered. Pretends he doesn't understand English and starts cursing out people in French, just because. Outfit on point. -1 point for making your stomach hurt from laughing too much. 9/10

Robbo: It's either a heartfelt hug and temple kisses while pouring your heart out kind of night or trying to use the street lamps as a strip pole while laughing like the two of you have lost your minds kind of night. Brings his own alcohol for pre gaming, because "it's much better, trust me." He's never a quiet person, both with each drink he has, the volume of his voice just increases. He tries to guess the dick size of random guys who try to chat you up. You will need 2-3 days to recover from this night, but it's all worth it. 10/10

Darwin: Unlike Kostas, Darwin is NOT allowed to drink redbull-vodkas, not under any circumstances. Instead he drinks literally anything else. He especially likes those colourful cocktails. When they start to hit, he picks up the straws and pretends he is a walrus. Who cares about the language barrier, you can communicate just fine by dancing together. Darwin is a really good dancer, alright, all eyes glued to him. Somehow he gets into a fight and gets thrown out. He claims he is innocent, but who actually knows. There are always other clubs! 8/10

Joel: When you ask him out he just glares at you with raised eyebrows. Still, he shows up, with an unimpressed expression glued to his face all night until they start playing Timberland. Suddenly the coconut man is all arms up and legs moving. He leaves randomly before midnight without telling you tho. 5/10

Trent: The night kinda takes a wrong route before it can even start, when he makes a bet about which one of you can take more shots without stopping. Trent wins, his eyes sparkling and a relaxed, loop-sided smile already plastered on his face. He pays for the taxi and is extremely smug about the girls he claims he will get. Tries to make another bet with you on who can pull the most. Ends up sulking after he gets rejected (nevermind that literally everyone else wants a piece of him). He doesn't dance, just stands like a stick, licking his lips and holding his drink. Starts asking horny questions after 2 am. 8.5/10

Macca: Takes forever to pee, because he starts making friends with everyone in the bathrooms. Brings his own personalized maté cup, but God knows what’s inside. Judging by how red-faced he gets as the night goes on, it must be something strong tho. Good dancer, if only he would stop doing googly eyes at people while he promised it was a friends only night… 6/10 

Domi: The pre-gaming might be more fun than the actual party. Takes forever to get ready, because he keeps talking too much, showing you his favourite songs and offering his grandpa’s pálinka. Puts in way too much hair product. By the time you get to the club, both of you are comfortably drunk. Not the best dancer, but enthusiasm makes up for it.  He starts eyefucking random hot people. It gets annoying by 3 am, when you are ready to go home and sleep and he still has way too much energy. 8/10

Jota: Keeps complaining that he didn’t want to go, then drinks everyone under the table. Like it’s actually annoying how unfazed he seems. Takes good care of you, looking after you, bringing you water, but still, when you are tipsy, dizzy and feels like you are going to throw up, you would rather have him shut up about FIFA for a sec. 6.5/10

Ali: Says he will not drink, because he has stuff to do early in the morning, but still comes and has a great time. Funny, kind and polite, and very good looking, which turns out to be a bit of a problem, after people just won’t stop asking him out. Gives you great advice when you start talking about the guy you like. His dancing is cute, but a bit old fashioned. 8/10

[popfizzles]

Very interested in what plink, sleepytime, and canody get up to from day to day! Do they have jobs? What’s their go to hobby?

Sleepytime and Cain are both Isle 2 carnival workers!!!

Cain Canody mans the shooting gallery. Something like a very cute pop-gun stand, maybe darts or ball-toss too? He's super high-energy, charming, and genuinely very sweet to customers! He'll give out small finger prizes to people just for trying.

You know what they say; be rootin', be tootin', and by god, be shootin', but most of all, be kind!!

I think Canody has a history with Bettigan, and were both tempted by the Devil around the same time. But where Bettigan accepted the offer in chase of riches, Canody declined and lost his best friend because of it. Bettigan probably taught him how to play poker.

Sleepytime on the other hand is probably more of an everyman around the carnival, kind of the type of intern you can put anywhere and they just do whatever you need. They can do ride operation, or janitorial services, or other miscellaneous things!

Given that they can stay awake on the job, of course.

This is of course due to the fact that during their free time at night, Sleepytime finds themselves in dark forests and deep into the Isles' mausoleums, discovering things that need to be discovered. It's a real shame that Sleepytime is so very scared of anything vaguely spooky. <:)

Plink is an odd case. They don't really have a place anywhere on Inkwell. And they look so out of place, like they don't belong in this time period at all..! They sound and act so young too, they can't be older than 10.

Plink sort of drifts from place to place, and nobody knows where they go to rest or feel safe. They don't seem to have family or people watching over them. And when asked, Plink responds in the way any child would, not really answering or giving any helpful information.

Darwin and his friends buy Plink food when they can, and keep an eye on the little jackal however possible.

Who knows what their real situation is, though.

[adventuressclubamericas]

Adventuresses We Love - Krystyna Chojnowska-Liskiewicz You could say that Adventuress Krystyna Chojnowska-Liskiewicz was destined to go to sea. She was working as an engineer in the Gdansk shipyard when the Polish government announced a competition to find a female sailor to sail around the world. The trip was part of the government’s efforts to mark International Women’s Year (1975.) An experienced sailor, Chojnowska-Liskiewicz won the chance and started preparing.

She set out from the Canary Islands in March 1976 in her 32ft sloop, the Mazurek. The boat had been specially designed and built for this trip by her husband and his crew in Gdansk. Crossing the Atlantic, she arrived at her first stop – Barbados. Engine trouble meant she would rely primarily on her sails to maker her way south through the Caribbean to Panama. She’d spend the next five weeks in Panama fixing the engine, then slipped through the Panama Canal into the Pacific Ocean.

Chojnowska-Liskiewicz’s next stops were Tahiti, Fiji, and Sydney, where she was briefly reunited with her husband. Leaving him behind, she sailed up the coast, but had to put in at Portland Road, Queensland, because of kidney stones that forced a hospital visit. Once released, she made her way back to port only to find the Mazurek gone! The sloop’s anchor chain had broken and set her adrift. Luckily, the yacht was recovered before any further damage.

Chojnowska-Liskiewicz and the Mazurek made their way to Darwin where they prepared for the long voyage across the Indian Ocean. She reached the Mauritius and South Africa, then turned north. Her autohelm failed as she rounded the Cape of Good Hope, so she decided to steer manually the rest of the way, limiting herself to sleeping just two hours per day. Finally, in April 1978, Chojnowska-Liskiewicz sailed back into Las Palmas Gran Canaria, becoming the first woman to sail around the world solo.

Adventuress Krystyna Chojnowska-Liskiewicz died June 13, 2021. She was 84.

[thebardostate]

What Does Quantum Physics Imply About Consciousness?

In recent years much has been written about whether quantum mechanics (QM) does or does not imply that consciousness is fundamental to the cosmos. This is a problem that physicists have hotly debated since the earliest days of QM a century ago. It is extremely controversial; highly educated and famous physicists can't even agree on how to define the problem.

I have a degree in astrophysics and did some graduate level work in QM before switching to computer science; my Ph.D. addressed topics in cognitive science. So I'm going to give it a go to present an accessible and non-mathematical summary of the problem, hewing to as neutral a POV as I can manage. Due to the complexity of this subject I'm going to present it in three parts, with this being Part 1.

What is Quantum Mechanics?

First, a little background on QM. In science there are different types of theories. Some explain how phenomena work without predicting outcomes (e.g., Darwin's Theory of Evolution). Some predict outcomes without explaining how they work (e.g., Newton's Law of Gravity.)

QM is a purely predictive theory. It uses something called the wave function to predict the behavior of elementary particles such as electrons, photons, and so forth. The wave function expresses the probabilities of various outcomes, such as the likelihood that a photon will be recorded by a detection instrument. Before the physicist takes a measurement the wave function expresses what could happen; once the measurement is taken, it's no longer a question of probabilities because the event has happened (or not). The instrument recorded it. In QM this is called wave function collapse.

The Measurement Problem

When a wave function collapses, what does that mean in real terms? What does it imply about our familiar macroscopic world, and why do people keep saying it holds important implications for consciousness?

In QM this is called the Measurement Problem, first introduced in 1927 by physicist Werner Heisenberg as part of his famous Uncertainty Principle, and further developed by mathematician John Von Neumann in 1932. Heisenberg didn't attempt to explain what wave function collapse means in real terms; since QM is purely predictive, we're still not entirely sure what implications it may hold for the world we are familiar with. But one thing is certain: the predictions that QM makes are astonishingly accurate.

We just don't understand why they are so accurate. QM is undoubtedly telling us "something extremely important" about the structure of reality, we just don't know what that "something" is.

Interpretations of QM

But that hasn't stopped physicists from trying. There have been numerous attempts to interpret what implications QM might hold for the cosmos, or whether the wave function collapses at all. Some of these involve consciousness in some way; others do not.

Wave function collapse is required in these interpretations of QM:

The Copenhagen Interpretation (most commonly taught in physics programs)

Collective Collapse interpretations

The Transactional Interpretation

The Von Neumann-Wigner Interpretation

It is not required in these interpretations:

The Consistent Histories interpretation

The Bohm Interpretation

The Many Worlds Interpretation

Quantum Superdeterminism

The Ensemble Interpretation

The Relational Interpretation

This is not meant to be an exhaustive list, there are a boatload of other interpretations (e.g. Quantum Bayesianism). None of them should be taken as definitive since most of them are not falsifiable except via internal contradiction.

Big names in physics have lined up behind several of these (Steven Hawking was an advocate of the Many Worlds Interpretation, for instance) but that shouldn't be taken as anything more than a matter of personal philosophical preference. Ditto with statements of the form "most physicists agree with interpretation X" which has the same truth status as "most physicists prefer the color blue." These interpretations are philosophical in nature, and the debates will never end. As physicist M. David Mermin once observed: "New interpretations appear every year. None ever disappear."

What About Consciousness?

I began this post by noting that QM has become a major battlefield for discussions of the nature of consciousness (I'll have more to say about this in Part 2.) But linkages between QM and consciousness are certainly not new. In fact they have been raging since the wave function was introduced. Erwin Schrodinger said -

And Werner Heisenberg said -

In Part 2 I will look deeper at the connections between QM and consciousness with a review of philosopher Thomas Nagel's 2012 book Mind and Cosmos. In Part 3 I will take a look at how recent research into Near-Death Experiences and Terminal Lucidity hold unexpected implications for understanding consciousness.

(Image source: @linusquotes)

[charlesandmartine]

Sunday 20th October 2024

Sunday, a day of rest, we had the usual exercise, then after breakfast it was to assume a prone position by the hotel swimming pool. The sensible Australians arranged themselves under whatever cover or shade that could easily be acquired, merely the glint of their Ray Bans giving their location away. Meanwhile, anyone with a Made in England tag is 6 foot out on a sunbed benefitting from the mid morning sun head to foot, smothered in factor 50 whilst remarking how hot it is today. Martine pursued aqua cooling by way of breaststroke and front crawl, whilst I looked on amazed that she didn't actually sink as I know I would. Had I joined her, an international rescue operation of epic proportions would have been invoked with all manner of lifesaving equipment deployed. Better off remaining on the sunbed I felt. Swimming never was something I found coming naturally to me. Mind you, I don't think I have ever come across a more uncomfortable sunbed. It was the sort of device maybe designed in the middle ages as respite between turns on the rack.

Now, even whilst in a dazed state being conveyed here from the airport in our Uber, the driver found it necessary to express condolences that we had pretty much missed the opportunity of a lifetime to visit their local market. He brightened when he found out we would be here on Sunday and confidentially informed us that we were in luck because they repeated the whole thing today! Our cup clearly ranneth over and after researching the whole thing in a professional way discovered a number 4 bus would take us there in time for a 4 o'clock kick off. After all, this is billed as an event in the Darwinian calendar that really should not be missed!

The bus turned up on time at the terminus and a smaller than expected crowd got on considering this was such a big event in the calendar. Alighting at the field the market is held in, the waft of food was all pervasive and from all cultures, Chinese, Thai, Shri-lanka, Greek, Indian, Italian and the list goes on. We were not hungry when we arrived, but pretty soon the olfactory senses persuaded us that maybe there was room for a little morsel of something, and we had been strongly advised to try Darwin Laksa; a soup and noodle concoction with different meats and seafood with a SE Asia origin. We opted for the option, 'the lot'. Something there for everyone. We took our little bowl over to a table area where a local band called Dad's Band was setting up. Repertoire, Blues. They kicked off at 5pm and were quite OK. Various acts were set to follow such as the Darwin kids dance groups followed by more music. It was a very jolly evening but we needed to leave early because the last bus was to go by 7.30pm. It was quite nice to see indigenous folk there, either taking part in some way, or participating with their little sticks that they kind of drum with. I'm not sure I like it especially when they point their little stick at you. The area the market is held is a rather sensitive site for the Larrakia peoples, the Mindil Beach, since inadvertently during some building work, they managed to JCB up a pile of Aborigine type bones! Ancestor warning bells, down tools and build a nice new memorial instead! Phew I think we got away with that one.

Number 4 turned up on queue and off we went back to Darwin sharing the experience with a large group of Aborigines who were quite loud, very tribal and speaking their own language. (no spears) Before being made an honorary member of the tribe we alighted and checked into the 4 Pines Pub again for the end of Happy Hour, and a Croc Pale Ale.

Now Darwin is definitely not representative of Australia as a whole. It is something of a microcosm with a very strange cocktail of people. For instance a fairly normal looking pub across the road from 4 Pines had a music night on the go. Little folk singer with acoustic guitar playing nice little folky type songs. Then 3 metres away from him is the town nutter desperately trying to dance to a folk set which was extremely distracting and if the guitarist hadn't kept his dignity, the dancer could quite easily have found the lost chord over his hippy type head. It has to be said, charmingly, there are some odd people here and I wouldn't rule out there being some with 6 fingers but we still very much like the place and we feel very privileged to have spent some time in this very diverse but young place.

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International Darwin Day on February 12th will inspire people throughout the globe to reflect and act on the principles of intellectual bravery, perpetual curiosity, scientific thinking, and hunger for truth as embodied in Charles Darwin. It will be a day of celebration, activism, and international cooperation for the advancement of science, education, and human well-being.

Local and state governments will close in commemoration of the Day, and organizations and businesses will celebrate by engaging in community outreach centered around science as a tool for the betterment of humanity.

Darwin Day will be observed by the United Nations and its members as an opportunity for international partnerships through the common language of science for the common good of all.

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Feb 12 is International Darwin Day.

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It’s #InternationalDarwinDay! Ever wondered about the history of the word for Darwin’s most influential idea? Our video on the etymology of Evolution goes into the linguistic, scientific, and cultural connections to Darwin’s theory.

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Secret Santa - day 20

TW: Fluff, surprise

Summary: Football drove a wedge between many families at the most heart-wrenching times but sometimes there are exceptions with a little help from your friends and their loving personalities.

You and Darwin were more than what met the eye. It was something so much more, something that wasn't visible to anyone else but you two. The world had put you both together as if you were two pees in a pod. But sometimes absence is what made the heart grow founder. Due to Darwin's commitments to his international duties, there was a chance of not waking up to his familiar self on Christmas morning. You were sure he could come back before Christmas but as more of the tournament went on the statistics of his arrival was decreased as every day went by. You knew you couldn't complain, football was his life especially when he was proudly styling his Uruguayan shirt. As much as you want your boyfriend back home you knew that you had to make the most of the situation you had.

Due to the close nit relationships of all the LFC teammates, you hosted a small secret Santa party for some of your closest friends. As most of your best friends were WAGs of the players they knew how hard it could be to not have your loved one with you at Christmas time; they were more than happy to join you and make your occasion as festive and enjoyable as possible. You had been pottering around all day trying to make your house as festive as possible for everyone around. All though you were disheartened about Darwin you couldn't help but feel excitement for the memories that were going to be made.

"Hello!" You said with glee. As soon as you opened the door you were met with Andy and Rachel Robertson standing with huge smiles and plenty of presents.

"Hiya!" Andy shouted back with a laugh as you let them both in and guided them towards your living room. James and Amy Milner were already vacating the living room with champagne in their hands and Christmas songs being sung from their bodies.

"Merry Christmas everyone," Rachel and Andy said in unison with just as wide smiles. You quickly let Thiago and Julia Alcantara inside as well as Jordan and Trent with their families. Your living room was filled with such a buzz and the most amazing feeling of joy. You finally took a seat next to Julia as everyone shared old and new memories from their Christmas traditions.

"How are you feeling?" Julia asked as she placed her hand on yours as a show of care and friendship. You could always trust her to look out for you. She had been in this situation before and knew how hard it was for you especially when it was just you and him normally.

"I'm ok, I just miss him that's all" You explained with a tight smile. Her eyes were filled with sorry and hope that maybe something could change. Christmas was days away and the thought of him being with you was all you wanted.

"I understand and I know how hard it can be. Unfortunately, these things have to happen but it makes the days with them feel so much better" She said with a soft tone and delicate words. Since you and Darwin arrived in the city of England Julia had taken you under her wing and shown you what a truly amazing and kind friend is. You were nervous when you first arrived, the idea of settling into a whole new country gave you fear you couldn't describe but you couldn't off adapt to it all better. You were in love with your life in Liverpool even if it was freezing a lot of the time.

"I cannot wait to finally see him again," You said with a huge smile as you thought about yourself reuniting with the man you couldn't help but love every day. Julia gave you a huge hug as you both took a long sip of your cold champagne flutes with the same feeling - a festive and cheerful feeling.

"Right should we start with secret Santa then" Trent suggested with a smile as he sat up from his seat and passed around some of his presents.

"Oh yeah!" Amy and James shouted in unison with a laugh as they couldn't help but feel like little kids on Christmas morning. You all sat up in your seats and got ready for the present giving. You had gotten James for your secret Santa and as the presents for the game were strictly funny and personal to the recipient you couldn't help but buy him a bottle of Ribena as it was popularly his favourite drink after his famous interview.

Can I go first?" Jordan asked as it seemed like he and his wife couldn't help in waiting for their present giving. You all agreed with a laugh as they didn't even seem to have a present with them.

"So our present is for y/n" Jordan's wife explained with a wink towards you. You couldn't help but feel a wave of nerves at how strange they were both beginning to act. "You all need to come outside for it though! Y/n you come out first but put this on first" She added with a laugh as she handed you an eye mask with a huge smile. You reluctantly took the item from her hands with curious eyes as you stifled a laugh.

"Oh god! if there's some kind of animal outside I will cry!" You warned as you couldn't help but think there would be some kind of lion chilling on your drive or a giraffe eating from your trees.

"I wouldn't personally call it an animal but it depends on what your opinions are" Jordan explained with his northeast accent as he took your hand and led you out of the front door you had to try and guess where you were placing your feet. Everyone else followed behind you, as soon as they saw the present in question their heart's doubled and something seemed to fall into place.

"3," Jordan said with a smile.

"2" everyone shouted with huge grins as they couldn't wait for you to peel the eye mask off and reveal your secret Santa present.

"1" They all screamed louder as they covered their mouths with the aim of not spoiling the surprise by screaming. As soon as you heard one you pulled the mask off your face and your eyes landed on your present. Your heart stopped and your hands came flying onto your face as you saw what was before you.

"Darwin!" You shouted before running over to his large body and wrapping your legs around his waist. His hands strongly held you onto him and gripped onto the one thing he urged himself to have every day.

"Mi amour" he softly whispered in the cruck off your neck as he squeezed his eyes shut in an aim to stop the threatening tears from falling down his cheeks. You couldn't help but wrap your body closer to his and feel that connection you were away from for so long. The feeling of his love and devotion filled a hole in your heart and you couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.

"Your home," You said in barely a whisper as you stood in front of his large body and his hands came and caressed your soft warm cheeks. The familiar sight of his structured jaw and addicting orbs sent your body to the peace you couldn't describe it was perfection to you, this was your home.

"I'm home baby," Darwin said agreeing with your soft words in his Uruguayan accent as his lips came crashing onto yours and the applause and whistles from everyone behind you filled your ears. Darwin let out a laugh as he waved to everyone behind you as he was greeted by his new teammates and their loved ones. Maybe this Christmas was something so much better than normal.

This is day 20 of the advent calendar 📅 please leave feedback as I feel like I don't have many comments or feedback on my writing which is sometimes needed as I spend a lot of my time writing everyday 😀 5 days till Christmas 🧑🏻‍🎄 merry Christmas 🎄 master list ❤️

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my lovely mar 💛 you are one of my inspirations for threesomes on this site and so i wanted to know…

of the players / managers / drivers / tps you’d write for… what threesome pairings do you think would make for fun fic ideas? would love if you’d briefly describe the scenario / dynamic that would suit these threesomes 😂

Oh my fucking God, Ivy I love you, but jesus christ

Okay. Okay. This will be under a read more so enjoy I guess?

Carlos Sainz jr. x reader x Marc Marquez

I mean....

The football AU we came up with months ago still lives in my head rent free. Both Carlos and Marc play for the national team and they just won their first major trophy since 2012. Drunk on adrenaline and alcohol Carlos takes his girlfriend back to the hotel for some post-match celebrations only for a drunk Marc to stumble into the room he shares with Carlos, scarf tied around his head, bottle of champagne in his hands. Safe to say that mattress is beyond salvation once they're done.

Mats Hummels x reader x Nico Schlotterbeck

So this is a dynamic we've discussed quite a bit in the discord server, but Nico somehow stumbling across his teammate and mentor of sorts getting his dick sucked leaves him rooted to the spot. Mats is quick to spot him, watching the young defender watch his girlfriend (or wife) enjoy pleasuring him and so he invites Nico to give him a helping hand -or mouth. This whole dynamic has me so unwell.

Lewis x reader x Toto Wolff

Listen, by now you already know I'm a slut for these men, but together??? Ooh boy. I can just imagine Lewis teasing her about her crush on Toto, how that photo taken after Abu Dhabi becomes the fuel for so many of her fantasies. And so somehow Lewis convinces Toto to join them, allowing his boss to show her what happens to naughty girls who don't listen to daddy. Oh my god, I need a cold shower.

Kostas/Darwin x reader x Thiago

This could work with either Liverpool player, I still can't get over Darwin giving Thiago a lil smooch after he explained something to him. So. Let's just go with Darwin for this scenario. Darwin and his girl have been together for a while already. They've had sex, that's not the issue. The issue is that she won't let him go down on her, claiming she's fine with just giving, how she's never been able to come from oral sex before and it's fine honestly. This just won't do for Darwin and so he asks the only person he can think of to help: Thiago aka el profesor. Thiago is more than happy to impart his wisdom onto his younger teammate and you know what they say about putting theory into practice.

Diego Simeone x reader x Antoine Griezmann

Listen, I am not proud of this okay? Having said that, how can you look at the way Cholo treats Anto and not think how he would blindly trust him with his life wife? Atleti have won La Liga and to show Anto just how much Diego appreciates him, he invites him into their bedroom at the hotel, his wife dressed in red panties and a matching red ribbon tied around her chest. And, because he trusts Anto, Diego just sits back and enjoys watching her fall apart again and again and again.

Antoine x reader x Rodrigo De Paul

Okay, now this is just-.. They're boyfriends okay? This isn't a threesome, this will become a throuple and I have spammed @footballffbarbiex so much already with ideas for this. The scene that lives rent free in my head for them isn't even sexual, but I love it so much. Antoine had to report for international duty while Rodri got to stay home with her for a change. They FaceTime every single day and Anto misses them both terribly, so much so that he manages to get home a day earlier than planned. When he opens the door, he's greeted by reggeaton music playing over the sound system Rodri was adamant on installing. Anto moves further into the house, dropping his suitcase by the stairs and opens the door into the kitchen. He sees his girlfriend throw her head back with laughter as Rodrigo tries to teach her how to dance, wearing that backwards cap both of them love so dearly, while biting his lip to not burst out laughing too. And Anto? He just leans against the wall, taking pictures and videos of the two people he loves most in the entire world.

Charles x reader x Carlos

It technically doesn't matter which way you put their names, this was always meant to happen. The idea I have for them is also the plot for a part 2 to this fic in which Charles allows Carlos to attend a demonstration of the app in person, which quickly leads to some hands-on experience

Charles x reader x Sebastian

The only idea I have for this is basically an extended version of this fic. Seb would have a field day ruining that innocent boy Ferrari poached from Alfa Romeo and I need a minute to compose myself.

If you need me, I'll be over here in a puddle 🫠