As soon as I walked into this village on Election Day I heard it...
What was it made from? Broth? Beef stock? Gumbo?
or otherworldly elements
Wrong. Also, if you are a fan of space movies and boycott the Martian you are basically punching yourself in the groin.
Killed my FB last year, saved the vids and the images, have not looked back once. No one friend there communicated with me, the ones I do send stuff to and get fun stuff back I already have on Discord or Whatsapp.
I never started posting on Twitter or Instagram so there was nothing to kill, which was nice.
I don't communicate with users on Youtube but I have about 4500 clips of music or humor or splendour clips, and if I find something rare or irreplaceable I use Y2mate.com to download video or mp3 to my harddrive.
Even after all this time you can look at almost any aspect of the Roman Republic/Empire and it will be interesting.
Even though it didn't get famous in the US, "The Macahans/How The West Was Won" was very popular in Northern Europe/Germany/Scandinavia in the '70s and '80s. I loved it, it was just violent enough to keep my attention as a ten-year old and had some real banger stories.
Good stuff. I wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth in those days for sure, but when I read the history of minting on wikipedia they mentioned the quality kicked up hard with the first presses.
Jag gjorde research för en artikel för två år sedan, skrev om ett behandlingshem som tar hand om all form av beroende, där de samarbetar med chefer och ledningen på många stora företag och visar att det är okej att gå och prata med chefen om du sitter illa till, du blir inte avskedad för att du söker hjälp.
30 år av statistik sade tydligt att de två beroendeformerna med den avgjort högsta självmordsstatistiken är alkoholism och spelberoende.
Alkoholism för att allt jävligt känns ännu jävligare när du är aprak, och det är lättare att uppleva det som att du "drunknar i en tum vatten" när du är full. När du går full på en bro är när du får dumma infall.
Och spelberoende för att den vanliga typen av spelberoende är en väldigt verbal och spänningssökande person, de kan tala skjortan av vem som helst och de håller sitt beroende hemligt så länge som möjligt, och lånar pengar av alla tills ingen vill tala med dem längre. Det är då de tar Exit Stage-Left, alla broar brända.
Deras kontor är på toaletten, på badrummet, där görs dragningarna, pokern, toto-sändningarna.
Det allra jävligaste med spelberoende är att du får lika mycket adrenalinpåslag på de missade dragningarna som på vinsterna, för du bygger upp dig inför vinsten. Bolagen har designat alla spelsystem för maximal dopaminkick, de borde göras olagliga för tio år sedan, och hasardspelsoperatörer kriminaliseras.
Gick i Sundbyskolan 1990-94. Mysiga villaområden runt skolan, nära till E18 och åt andra hållet till Spånga Centrum, enda drawback är väl överflygningen från Bromma. Men fint litet avsides område i 08.
So like she shows areola on her free time? Talk about exhibitionist. Poor girl.
Looking for work. I get executive dysfunction so that I put it off, even though I'm broke AF. When I'm doing it it's all easy-peasy, but leading up to it is like a brain boxing-match and I'm always at a disadvantage.
Why did the cavemen drag girls by their hair? Because if they'd've dragged them by their feet they would fill up with sand.
How do you put your hair in a bun like the sister has in the foreground? So that it folds in on itself? It's so pretty.
Resting the piece on the coin and swinging the hammer on the piece seems more logical.
Are we talking zero protocol? There is absolutely no protocol? How are the enemies even supposed to attack if they have nothing to go on? At least give them a little motivation.
"Now normally what we want is battlefield dominance from entrance all the way to enemy contact, usually with a combination of long-distance and close-quarters battle. If you want to attack with your bare hands feel free to do so, but if you have ammo left use it first."
See now that's protocol. Made me the man I am today.
Makes sense. Also, as another poster observed, making them perfect was not an important goal, but making them fast and getting the economy out there was important.
In my best trip I took 5 grams. But one has to have the mindset going in that you take nothing with you in, you go in naked (existentially). One must never have expectations of a trip, just aspirations. To listen.
I can't not watch this whenever it comes up. So existential.
TL;DR: when you do a proper trip with a proper "breakthrough" dose, and you are actually ready for it, you go through death. And come out the other side. And you cry tears of thankfulness. And you watch videos of nature and wonder and you pulsate love from your pores. You understand there is no God, there is just the membrane, and it's the size of the universe, and you are part of it. Self-Awareness? If you are lucky you get self-annihilation and only the little child is left in you, the parts that demand the Universe pay you what it owes have been fired.
It's a long story, but in 2016 I bought a small dose of shrooms in Amsterdam, four little things, probably 1.5 grams, and ate them for the road trip back home. It was very long in the onset but I felt aloof in the afternoon. That night I had a waking dream, I knew I was in the bed in the hostel, but I also had this vista in my head I went back to, walked around in a large hallway. I took the tourist map on my nightstand and wrote long lines of text against my thigh, just staring up into the bed above me.
I remembered childhood memories I hadn't thought about in 25 years. The old house, the stone floor. Shrooms and LSD increase vascular flow in parts of the brain that have been silent for a long time.
Not a full breakthrough but I had taken a step, and it made me extremely curious.
The year after that, 2017, I had gotten into the Dark Web, so I bought a real dose, 2.5 grams, and prepared as best I could by reading up on good advice. Nuts, grapes, cold soda, lots of pillows, a clean home and new sheets. And I had a ton of youtube videos, music, and movies to watch (Baraka, Samsara especially).
One hour in I got the Ego-Death and laid myself down to die (part of your identity brain-bit is sedated). It was the most silent my head had been in my whole life. Then I watched the Big-bang montage scene in "Tree of Life" and cried my eyes out at the beauty of the universe, the planet, the sea, life growing.
I have done four shroom trips in all. Three LSD ones.
What changed? I became fearless. I used to stand for ten minutes and work up my courage to dive into the cold waters of June in Sweden, now I dive in the second after my socks are off.
Talking in front of a crowd is a pleasure, not a nuisance or stressful. Talking to 4-year olds, 15-year olds is a pleasure, not a nuisance. I can meet them on their turf, my personal identity at their age is an open book to me.
Two years later I discover that I am on the Spectrum. So I do the full research into what to do with my life now, how to choose a path. It's still hard to pick paths in life, lots of uncertainties, but if my trips taught me anything it's that treating yourself like another person's little child that you are responsible for, being kind to yourself and setting up little rewards that follow the tough things you need to do, having patience with yourself is of utmost importance to keep stress levels down. Sleep well, eat well.
I am now always loyal to the one thing that builds in life if your heart is open: Love. Not infatuation, not affection, but love and care. Love can be harsh, like saying you won't meet your friend again when they are drunk, period. It can be hard, like going up early in the morning to drive someone to the airport. But you get back what you invest tenfold if you give without asking for affirmation back, no hand stretched out.
So looking back, I see that I was almost the ideal candidate for a breakthrough trip, because it blew air into my empathy so that I can relate to others, and this is often the hardest thing for someone with autism or ADHD to do: to relate, to see someone and know what they are going through because you have mileage on your odometer. Au/ADHD people can be the most myopic and unrelatable people on the planet, and I see myself as an Ambassador-For-Life in trying to explain what we see and feel, and how much we feel.
Meeting new people, hearing new stories, constantly being playful and happy when people you thought you knew surprise you. I am 45 but feel like 25, I will never stop loving.
"Good Enough" is what to look for. I have no-go's like tobacco or daily drinking, but as long as she's able to be playful and curious and has good crisis management strategies (ie don't start drinking because you had a bad day), chances for a future look good.
"Good Enough" is what to look for. I have no-go's like tobacco or daily drinking, but as long as she's able to be playful and curious and has good crisis management strategies (ie don't start drinking because you had a bad day), chances for a future look good.
Goddamn "Fight Club".
I am Jack's complete lack of enthusiasm. Stoicism hustle-culture blowhards fap to this. Will-to-power.
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