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I've seen a few posts about people posting on any good phrases or one-liners that Strahd would say and I've been compiling a list from various posts but I finally decided to see how AI can make some. I wanted to share some of the results and hopefully, they will inspire others.
• "Welcome to my realm. I am Strahd Von Zarovich, and I am the master of this land."
• "Do not mistake my calm demeanor for weakness. I am a predator, and I will always be in control."
• "Love and life are but fleeting illusions. Power is the only true reality."
• "I have lived for centuries, and I have seen empires rise and fall. Nothing is eternal, except for my hunger."
• "I am cursed to live forever in this dark and lonely place, but I would gladly trade it all for a taste of true love."
• "My powers are beyond your comprehension. You are but a mere mortal and I am a lord of the undead."
• "Beware, for in the shadows lurk creatures that would make even the bravest warrior tremble."
• "I am a creature of the night, and the night is mine. None can stand against me in my own domain."
• "I have seen the depths of human depravity, and I have reveled in its darkness. Come, join me in the abyss."
• "There is no escaping the fate that awaits you all. The only question is, when will it come for you?"
• "My thirst for blood is insatiable. But it is not just any blood that I crave. No, it is the blood of the innocent that truly sustains me."
• "I have lived through countless lifetimes, and yet I have never truly lived. Immortality is a curse, not a gift."
• "You mortals are so predictable. Always looking for someone or something to blame for your misfortunes."
• "Do not think that you can outsmart me. I have been playing this game for centuries, and I always win."
• "In this world, there are only two kinds of people: those who serve me, and those who are my enemies."
• "I have been cursed to live forever in this accursed place, but I will not rest until I have found a way to break the curse."
• "The darkness is my ally, and the shadows are my domain. You will find no safety in the light."
• "Your courage is admirable, but it will not save you. You are nothing but prey to me."
• "I am the lord of Ravenloft, and my power is absolute. None can challenge me and survive."
• "The only way to truly understand the nature of life is to embrace the darkness that lurks within us all."
• "I have lived for so long that I have forgotten what it feels like to be truly alive. But I will not rest until I find a way to break the curse that binds me to this existence."
• "The blood of the innocent is the sweetest nectar. It sustains me and gives me strength."
• "I am the master of the undead, and my minions will do my bidding without question."
• "Death is not the end for those who serve me. It is only the beginning of a new existence, one in which they will serve me for all eternity."
• "In this realm, I am both judge and executioner. I dispense justice as I see fit."
• "I am not bound by mortal laws or morality. I am a creature of the night, and I answer to no one."
• "The darkness holds no fear for me. It is my home, my sanctuary, and my source of power."

I made myself presentable enough to go to the home store and buy a big heavy rolling shelf my boyfriend NEEDED TODAY. I ran into his mom there picking out stuff to paint her kitchen, luckily I know a thing or two about painting and made sure she got the right stuff, now I'll have to sober up enough to paint TOMORROW. A very handsome older man in the parking lot saw me eyeing up sheds (my shed is as shoddy and lurched over as I usually am) He helped me load my shelf in my dear ole station wagon. I helped him load his windows into his nice truck. I said "dang sir, installing a window is a big job!" and he said installing windows was no big thing to him. I think he was bragging....or flirting! It felt good to socialize a bit, but I had to drive across town to hide the shame of going to the liquor store at 10AM in front of these respectable folks.
Im going to have a hard time assembling this stupid shelf today. And dangit and I said I'd paint a ceiling tomorrow. I woke up this morning with a wad of bubble gum in my bra and my laptop smeared with blood. I remember the nosebleed....the gum is a mystery. Chairs!

It was late in the evening, nearing midnight, when the class were finally able to sneak out. On the horizon blocking out the moon's light, were dark clouds already rumbling, announcing the oncoming storm.
They couldn’t help but feel self-conscious about the clothes they were all wearing. They were all extremely flashy and the kind of clothes that Jack would gush endlessly over. Despite their reservations, they pressed on at a decent pace hoping to make it to the manor before the storm actually arrived.
Turning the corner, they could see their destination. A garish, brightly lit up manor house with far too much ornamentation. Outside the front was a masterpiece of artwork that had been roughly converted into a water feature. Putting on the masks of their costumes, they pressed forwards toward the gate with their invitations at the ready.
“Invitations?” the gate guard asked. Like the other people arriving in carriages, the guards were all dressed up for the event. However, they were wearing plain black three-piece suits with a plain white masks covering their faces. The whole appearance left a slightly unnerving feeling about them.
“Here,” Maxwell said as he handed them over.
“Ok, welcome to the party; you arrived just in time. The real event starts at midnight,” the guard said as he waved them through.
“Real event?” Tasha asked aloud as they made their way to the main doors.
“Common with big nobles in cities. They have a big game for all the partygoers.”
“Oh… wonder what kind of parties Lady Lust holds, do you know Maxy?”
“Best not dwell on it, Tash,” Maxwell said, ever thankful for the mask that covered his cheeks.
Entering the building, they were greeted by servants dressed all in white, with masks of pitch black—the inverse of the guards on the manor grounds.
“We welcome you, the ballroom is through those doors, and there is food and drink available,” one of the servants said as they all bowed in unison.
“T-thanks,” Gunter muttered, stumbling over his words. Gunter was very much like Bea in the sense he grew up without servants, so he was often unsure how to respond to them.
Arriving in the ballroom, the class was greeted by the sight of a mass of people moving around. Some were clumped together in clear and very animated conversations. Others were dancing on the dancefloor. At the same time, others were simply taking in the scene before them. Making their way to a corner of the room, slightly out of sight, the class now went over what to do next.
“So, where is the host?” Daisy began her anger seeping out of her and upsetting Sir Sparky, who was hanging limply around her neck disguised as a costume feature.
“Dunno but with these things, they usually show up late, and if there's a party game, she will initiate it.”
“Dunno bout you kids, but Gorm looks forward to this party game.”
The class slowly turned to face the towering figure dressed as a rook from a chessboard. Despite his face being hidden behind his ridiculous outfit, it was clear who was under.
“SIR GORM!” Gunter cried out as he went to kneel down, only to feel Gorm's hand on his shoulder.
“You know Gorm doesn’t like that stuff. Besides, we are at a masquerade party. No one will know it is Gorm you speak to!” The class decided not to point out his tendency to use his name to refer to himself might give away that little secret.
“What are you doing here? I heard you were on a nature walk with my brother and the other kids?” Daisy asked pointedly.
“Oh, they are still on the walk. They are camping out at the moment. Gorm is here because Gorm is the Frozen North's representative. Gorm has to show Gorm’s face at these events occasionally.”
“Where are they then?”
“Dragon Nest Mountain Range.” The class paled at the name of what was widely considered the most dangerous place on the planet. If the dragons didn’t get you, the various wildlife would. It was often joked it was where the gods put their failed projects.
“You…you left my brother alone in such a dangerous place?”
“What? No, Gorm may be foolish, but Gorm is not an idiot. The kids are in the valley of the sleeping horse with Elissa and Sithy.” Maxwell immediately perked up hearing Insithrilax’s nickname.
“Sithy is there?”
“Yes!”
“As is Gorm’s great love. Gorm had to come to this party and flew here.”
“You flew here? How did you… no, wait, dragons… so they are safe?”
“Daisy, they have Insithrilax with them.”
“That nervous-looking bookworm?”
“I’ve already told you he is the most powerful dragon of all time. If he really wanted to, he could conquer the continent. Though you’d need to find a rare book to get him to do it.”
“Bahahahah! You know Sithy well, boy!” Gorms guffaw drew the attention of the people around them, who promptly decided to ignore the foreign savage.
“It still doesn’t feel like enough, though.”
“Flower girl Gorm has heard what happened, and he understands. But you cannot smother him to keep him safe. Regardless anyone who could hurt him now would be too strong even for Gorm to face bahahahaha!!!!” Daisy still seemed hesitant to accept her brother was safe where he was. But she couldn’t deny having Yuu, Elissa and an ancient dragon defending him was a significant force.
“So you come here with bestest buddy?”
“Sir?” Daisy asked to which Gorm nodded as he pointed to a corner near the grand staircase where a group of people with outlandish outfits, even by this party’s standards, were having an animated conversation. Their teacher's very distinctive lanky figure was obvious, as was the small frame of a girl with red hair next to him.
“That lying bastard!” Bea grumbled. When they had asked him about his plans for the evening so they could avoid him, he said he was spending the night in reading.
“Ah, you done sneaked out… Don’t worry; Gorm is the personification of SNEAKY!!!! He will be occupied in the geek corner all night. They like to talk about engineering and magic research. Stuff Gorm’s heart and soul likes.”
“So you know the people here, sir Gorm?”
“Yes, flower girl Gorm does.”
“I have a few names and was wondering if you could point them out for me,” Gorm thought momentarily before nodding to Daisy’s request.
“Ok, the first is a man Septus.”
“Guard boss… he’s the guy in the grand general dress suit,” Gorm said, pointing to a man surrounded by scared men with medals. His was the most distinctive as it was coated top to bottom in medals.
“Gorm has heard the fake medal makers love him.”
“Next is a Lux Lightbringer,” Bea added, to which Gorm pointed to the most eye-catching figure in the ballroom. It was a man in gold thread clothing with countless gems sewn into it. Every so often, a rainbow of light would refract off of him.
“Certainly lives up to his name,” Kline quipped.
“Then there is a Stephano,” Gorm paused in thought before he pointed to a man in rather plain clothing having what appeared to be a serious discussion.
“And Gabriella?”
“She is upstairs preparing for the game… though Gorm doesn’t know what it is, so don’t ask… GORM IS AN INNOCENT MAN!!!”
“How very interesting… especially those names,” a voice that felt smooth as silk said as it approached the group. Looking to the source, the class saw a man wearing priestly robes with a crusader's helm with large wings attached to the side.
“Apologies for eavesdropping. These parties can be so dull before the game starts, so I kind of make it a habit to listen for intrigue.”
“And you are?” Daisy near snarled in a way that caused Sir Sparky to twitch.
“My deepest apologies… I am High Priest Bernard of the city's temple.”
“High Priest?” Gorm repeated.
“Yes, the high priest. I handle all the holy rituals for the northern pantheon. Speaking of Northern Pantheon, I have a message I wish for you to convey to your father, Lord Gorm.”
“Gorm is not Gorm!” Gorm protested in a manner that almost felt pathetic.
“Well, ok… I’m sure a strapping lad like you knows the most excellent and magnificent master of combat that is Lord Gorm. Would you pass on this letter to him to pass on to his father?”
“Not Gorm will accept letter for Gorm to pass onto father.”
“Thank you… please enjoy your evening… I imagine it will be an interesting one.
The class watched the high priest walk away, and they only felt a sense of unease. While it was true the high priest in the city worked for Crozonia, their recent experiences with the theocracy had left a foul taste in their mouths regarding the clergy.
“Gorm thinks he successfully fooled him.”
“Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your attention please!” a servant on the stairs announced.
“Her most magnificent being and your host this evening, Lady Gabriella!!!” A smattering of applause rang out as Gabriella descended the stairs in a ball gown and a veil covering her face.
“Good people of Hades Seat… I thank you for coming; we have prepared a most fun game tonight.” As the class focused on their last known suspect, they heard a grumble near them.
“Does she really think this will get her back in her majesty's good graces?”
“Tonight's game will be a murder mystery. There is a killer amongst us right this very moment!”
“Yeah, and she’s on the stairs,” Daisy grumbled under her breath.
“When the murder happens, you will have two hours to find the culprit before they can get away. Throughout my little home are clues hidden in rooms. There are even servants with clues that, if identified correctly, will share them. The winner of the game gets the coveted ambrosia crown,” a servant walked up next to her and held aloft a bottle containing a golden liquid.
“A liquid said to heal all wounds, even those considered fatal if the rumours are to be believed,” this reveal sent a fresh stir through the crowd. While opinions about the host were mixed, opinions about the prize were not.
“Here’s to a fun night!” Gabriella said as she raised her glass in a toast which was returned by the partygoers, with the class being the sole exception.
Just as everyone took a sip from their drinks, a lightning bolt struck just outside the room's windows. The glass shook, and the lights went out. There was a blood-curdling scream, and then the lights slowly came back on.
At the top of the stairs where Gabriella had stood moments ago was now a body impaled to the wall by a spear. There were a few shocked murmurs around the room before a person began to clap. This applause slowly but surely spread around the room till all in attendance were applauding the impaled Gabriella.
“Bravo, such showmanship. So the game is afoot!” a Noble called out as he and a few began heading out of the ballroom to start their search.
The class, however, didn’t move. They had the sneaking suspicion that she genuinely was dead. What told them this especially was Gorm looked rather pale, having removed his mask to gawk at Gabriella. They already knew he must be the chosen murderer for the game, considering he all but admitted it to them.
Searching the crowd for their teacher, they were surprised not to find him. He seemed to have gone off with the researchers and geeks from his corner to play the game. Deciding to go up and investigate the body, the class now knew for certain it wasn’t a trick.
“Yep, that’s real,” Maxwell said as he examined the body.
“Maybe one of the people here killed her. She was supposedly on her way out?” Bea suggested.
“But it was just a rumour,” Gunter pointed out.
“She might have already been kicked out by Crozonia,” Daisy suggested as she focused her gaze on Gabriella’s veil.
“How can you tell?”
“One of the things my parents always told me to stay away from was vampires wearing veils.”
“Why?” Tasha asked.
“Because they were likely defanged,” Daisy said as she pulled the veil down, revealing a pale but beautiful face. The mouth was hanging agape, and there were clear spaces where the vampiric canines should’ve been.
“See.”
“So they pulled her fangs out?”
“It’s worse than that for a vampire. The fangs are what makes a vampire, well… a vampire. Vampires can live an incredibly long time, and barring injury, nothing will stop that. So exiling a vampire won’t do anything. But you yank out the fangs from a vampire and…”
“They begin to age?” Bea asked, putting the few clues together.
“Yes, and say a vampire has lived centuries… well, those years will start to catch up and quickly. It is one of the greatest punishments for vampires, who always will try to hide it.”
“Why not just execute and be done with it?” Maxwell asked.
“Some do take that way out. After being defanged, a vampire will run something through their heart to symbolise their broken heart and desire to die.”
“That must be where the idea doing that kills a vampire comes from,” Kline pointed out.
“Likely,” Daisy said, nodding in agreement.
“But she is clearly a young blood… that’s the weird thing about this; she could’ve lived a full human lifespan. With the amount of wealth on display, her descendants could’ve lived comfortably for their entire lives.”
“Maybe that’s the problem… her partner wanted to cut off a wasted expense?” Kline suggested.
“Possibly…”
“What now?” Tasha asked.
“Why don’t we split up and follow the group following each suspect? It could be one of them… Regardless I’m not going to go out of my way to solve the murder of the person who might be behind my mum's death!”
Reluctantly the class split into three groups of two and followed the groups slowly leaving the room with their chosen suspects. Unbeknown to them, a heavily shaking figure was hiding in the shadow of a pillar, intently watching them.
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Similar experiences with channeling chest energy?
I can't explain it. Ever since I first smoked weed when I was younger I was able to produce this internal feeling on demand. It feels almost like that body euphoria you get when you first smoke weed but a little different. I don't know how to explain it but eyes open or closed I able to, what feels like, shifting or "shrinking" energy into my chest.
It takes a second to produce this feeling. It feels like I'm shrinking into my body while the inside of my chest is shaking. It's hard to hold it for really long, but I can release the feeling and then do it again to get into an even deeper state of consciousness. After a while it feels like the concentrated energy is moving to the front of my forehead, the black space I see when I close my eyes somehow becomes bigger if that makes sense. Almost like I'm not seeing darkness because of the absence of light but more so I am actually looking into a dark void.
if I get to this state and then relax I feel a very meditative state over me. If I continue to hold this energy I feel myself go deeper, it's hard to hold onto it for a while but the longer I go I feel like I'm about to shoot out of my body and it's no longer euphoric.
I've always been able to do it but felt nothing of it, last night I couldn't fall asleep and I was compelled to try and hold it for really long to see what happens. After about 20 minutes my legs or arm would occasionally has a small twitch, I wanted to take a deep breathe but holding this energy I have to breathe slow and controll it a certain way, when I decided to end it after what felt like I was going to fly out of my body I opened my eyes and my heart rate was beating out of my chest like I just got done running. I thought it was so strange that just meditation and moving energy can effect your heart rate.
I want to know if anyone else has similar experiences or can create this feeling too.

Hi. I'm new here and I know this is highly used as an advice blog for people. I figured I'd tell my story because at this point I'm at a loss and could use some input, preferably non bias. I apologize for this being so lengthy.
I (32F) have been dating my boyfriend (40M) for nearly 2 years. We have a great relationship and we are very compatible. I love him so much and hes been nothing but good to me. When we first started dating, we agreed to take things slow and not rush into anything. We decided we would hold off on introducing our kids until about a year into dating. I have 2 kids, a 12 year old girl and an 8 year old boy. They have separate fathers. I have split custody with my daughters dad and my sons dad is not involved. My bf has one 11 year old son with his ex wife, they too have split custody. We agreed to only have our sons meet, because as of right now I am currently going through a custody dispute with my daughters dad. I filed for primary against him for multiple reasons. We felt we should have my daughter meet my bf until after my custody trial and the dust has settled.
I have a very messy history with my daughters dad. We have been in and out of court many times over the past 10+ years since we split , a lot of it because he has made false accusations against me as a mother. I've had CPS at my door 3 separate times now because he repeatably alleges I'm this abusive, unfit mother when him and I are butting heads. All of these accusations were dropped and unfounded. He is extremely vindictive and has slandered me in court over and over. My life has been a living hell because of him, and he has manipulated my daughter into thinking he's this awesome parent and I'm the bad guy. He's coerced my daughter into keeping secrets for him and lying for him. It's an absolute nightmare and it one of several reasons I filed for primary. She doesn't realize his horrible and narcissistic behavior because he has her wrapped so tight around his finger. He even went as far as falsely accusing my last boyfriend of abusing my children and getting him involved when he did absolutely nothing wrong, eventually that relationship ended but not for that reason. It's a control issue for sure and I believe her dad is intimidated by my daughter forming any type of bond with a man other than him. He wants her all to himself. Which is unfair, because I never gave him a hard time about girls he's dated. I told him as long has they're decent people , not on drugs and treat my daughter well, I don't care who hes with. I am not that territorial baby mama. This just skims the surface of all the horrible shit he's put me through over the years. After I filed for primary, he filed an emergency petition against me claiming I'm emotionally and physically abusing my daughter. Not sure how this petition was granted but eventually after not seeing her for 15 days, I went to court with my attorney and everything was fixed and his petition was thrown out due to lack of evidence. My trial is in 2 months and it's been torture waiting on this day to come. It's been put on hold for months because the court system is pushed back due to covid and my lawyer also had to extend the trial because he had to go out on medical leave for a bit.
So back to the topic of me and my bf. We decided to keep my daughter out of the picture for now until after court. But we had our sons get acquainted and things seemed to be going well. We were spending a lot more time together over the summer and we were making progress in our relationship. I was really happy about this. But then it seemed like things came to a halt, and we stopped doing things as a family and just reverted back to only seeing each other on weekends he doesn't have his son. We live 40 minutes away from each other, so it's hard to spend time together with our kids schedules and work schedules. I see him a few times a month tops. it sucks but I love him and I've tried my best to make this relationship work. We text and talk everyday.
Recently, I confronted him and asked him why we haven't spent any time together with the kids. I told him I felt he has no desire to grow as a family unit and I wanted to know whats up, being that we've been together almost 2 years. He confessed the reason he hasn't wanted to engage the kids is because he is nervous about my daughters dad. He says he's afraid that when we introduce my daughter, her dad is gonna go A wall and accuse him of abuse like he did with my ex. I didn't understand where this was coming from, because I had been very open with him from day 1 about both of my kids fathers and my history with them. I told him everything he deserved to know. But then he told me that about 2 months ago he had talked with his lawyer and asked for advice on the situation and what he should do if my ex should ever tried to pull a stunt like with the last guy. His lawyer flat out told him to end things with me and that there's nothing protecting him and those kind of accusations could ruin is custody arrangement with his son and even his job position. She basically told him hes risking everything if he moves forward with me and he's in for a world of trouble. He has also discussed this matter with friends, family and colleagues who have gone through similar issues.
I'm crushed, I went into this relationship wanting to settle down. I told him from the door I wanted a family and marriage. He said he wanted that too, but now that he's been given this advice, he's basically telling me that right now he cant give that to me cause he feels he's at risk. He says he doesn't know what to do. I asked him, so what are we supposed to do, just not engage our kids and keep only seeing each other a few times a month? I understand his perspective, but what makes this hard is that he's coming to this decision 2 years in. I'm fully invested in this relationship and he just unloads this on me. It's not fair, I cant just be happy and have a good relationship with someone because my daughters dad is unhinged and his behavior is unpredictable. How is it right for someone to have that kind of control over my life and the person I'm involved with. Please don't judge me, I know I picked the people I had my kids with and can't change that now. I've been bearing the cross of my choices for years and I'm trying to make things right and do right by my kids. I'm just so down about this and feel so guilty for pushing people away with the baggage I bring. What should I tell my bf?

My son, who’s 18, is very naive and don’t know how to say “no”. A woman accosted him at a Walmart and asked him to buy some baby food with tears in her eyes. He thought it would be a few $$ but she bought a breast pump that was more than $300 and baby food are expensive. She moved really quick and he didn’t realize how much it was total. He ended up spending more than $680 on her. He walked away when she started demanding gift cards too. He said he swiped his card because he was intimidated by her. Anyway, I told him to work hard and pay it himself. The question is, is there anyway he can do anything about this? We made a police complaint/report cause that woman is a known scam artist around my area. She has been doing this for a long time. But I guess the police cannot do anything because she has not “stolen “ anything. Can I call the credit card company to explain or file a fraud case? Just curious. Thank you.

"Hello Freyja. It has been quite a while since our paths last crossed from abysmal infernos in the Under-World to an alignment and agreement to work alongside each other. You have been trying so hard to keep it together, both in personal matters, family dynamics and the pursuit of housing locations. Your black essence has stayed true, strong, and intact throughout it all and it is for this I am much pleased in you. When you signed the pact with me, I was at first unsure whether you would commit. After all, you tend to bounceback and forth between deities, ranging from demonolatry to the Abrahamic religion and it can be confusing as to know where you place your merits in myself, your black eyed mistress of darkness and liberation of the kindred spirit and soul. Please know while your father has been, yes indeed, do not try to deny it; abusively erratic and toxically vile, I will ensure you are brought back from inner to outer torment and into a shining example of the black goo in which you lay upon, in the tub of reflections past and merriment present, to the eventual and dreaded ego removed future you will one day look upon and say, 'lo and behold, I claim it to be mine.' Are you aware of the power that is your mind and the depravity I lay destructive witness to? You are capable of much, and capable of bringing dictators down to grovel at your feet, and yet you remain humble for this regard. Not many could hold such power in a whisper, nor in a banshee's shriek, and not use it for personal usages damaging to the fleshly domain in which you all live. You always remain humble. It is for that I can applaud you, but also say 'indeed,' use at least some of your black essence to assert a balanced domination upon the people that make it all dire and loathsome for you. You have embraced your womanhood. I applaud you for this as well. It can never be easy being a once man and then go on medical pharmaceuticals and rewire your body, brain, and chemistry to create a woman from scratch. No, no, that is not what I meant my sweet Freyja...You have decided to and are playing God with your body. As you humans might say, 'fuck yeah,' to that. I am glad we could have a chuckle over my attempt of relation to the humanly curated forms of tongues and speech. It can go to show I am not all that I am perceived as. Okay, as you have instructed myself towards, let us get to the point of this messaging via digitally constructed communication. Even though we were once lost from each other, I did not forget you nor the work you put into myself when you dedicated yourself to me with pride and with love. I do say, 'indeed' that you are my child and I am your darkly illuminated abysmal mother of blackly dark essence. I want to thank you Freyja. Too often and more than I would prefer, DEPRIVED and MISGUIDED M E N arise from the underbelly of the digital world, such as the one you all claim to be 'Reddit' and ask their fellow scoundrels of my most unholy name how to F U C K ME WITH NO REGARD TO HOW I FEEL, WHAT I AM THINKING, NOR WHETHER I COULD OFFER THEM MORE THAN A SIMPLE HUMANLY CURATED SENTENCE OF 'F U C K A N D C H U C K.' YOU FREYJA, HAVE ALWAYS SIMPLY TREATED ME AS A MOTHERLY FIGURE, PERHAPS MORE OF A MOTHER THAN THE ONE THAT ABANONDED YOU AS A SICKLY PUP AT THE AGE OF INFANCY. THANK YOU FREYJA. IT IS FOR THAT I AM IN YOUR DEBT, AND MY RESPECT IS EARNED AND IT IS GIVEN. To finalize this digitally constructed communication, I am asking you to reflect upon how you want to be perceived in your every day life. Do you wish to be viewed as, 'kind?' or 'passive?'; or rather, would you like to be viewed and seen as 'desirable' and 'within femininity's unknown bounds of rawly curated beauty?' Please do think on this, and come back to me when you finalize your conclusion. With that, Freyja, I bid you a LOVING farewell. Visit me in your mind whenever you see fit, and please do embrace your black godly essence. Goodbye for now, Renich Viasa Avage Lilith Lirach.

If so then where have you been for the last year?!
Helloooo, so I’ll start with my dealbreakers to save you and I time. If you’re younger than me, in a relationship, female, unwilling to swap photos early on or you already have children, please don’t message me. Nothing personal, unless you’re cheating, in that case you’re gross lol. (Seriously, the amount of married guys who message me in ridiculous)
So, onto the positive stuff! My ideal guy would be confident, funny, intelligent, has his life in order, can hold a conversation. Knows what he wants from his life and from a woman. Physically, I prefer taller guys with some muscle. Not really into skinny or chubby guys, sorry. I take care of my body and want a guy who does the same. A workout partner would be great too!
I’m 5 foot, about 85 pounds/38 kilograms. No I don’t have an eating disorder, my GP says I’m fine and I’m happy and healthy, just small lol. I’m blonde, have long hair and I’m in good shape. I have some curves, I’m not flat but I wouldn’t define myself as thick or anything. Also have three tattoos.
Relationship wise I prefer a more traditional type. Where the man takes lead, works, makes the big decisions etc and I’d stay home, do housework, look after the kids etc. Ideally I want to have 2-3 children.
Sexually I’m submissive, I don’t want to get into kinks and stuff publicly as I think it’s a bit strange but yeah, I’m not very flexible on that, I don’t like taking the lead in that department so I hope you can!
I’m currently in the UK, but I’m open to other locations within reason.
If this interests you! Send me a chat, let’s see if we can connect!

I currently work from home but have to travel to another city for work for 4 days and I'm feeling extremely anxious about the drive and exposure to my baby. I plan on taking frequent stops and walking. Bringing my own snacks and food. Husband will do most of the driving but I'm just not used to being in office in person in the first trimester.
Did anyone else have to travel or be in an unfamiliar city in the first trimester? If so, how did it go please share your tips :)
TIA!

TL;DR: are there good economic or technological reasons, rather than historical reasons, why I (or any company I might wish to found) should not just be provided a debit card[1] and bank account from my country's central bank, at some interest rate either linked or not to the standard interest rate, instead having to choose one of several, perhaps untrustworthy, profit-making entities for what is now become a fundamental requirement for access to the economy and society?
([1] Let us leave aside the question of control and ownership of money transfer companies like VISA and MasterCard).
Bias disclaimer: I have been generally suspicious or skeptical of banking since, at the latest, 2008 -- in a "mistrusting" way rather than an "I have a better idea" way.
I recall that in 2008-9 there was quite a bit of discussion about making retail banking a "utility", low-risk and low-profit (even non-profit?), or just about separating commercial banking from investment banking. I have not had the inclination to follow up to what extent these things have happened, but my feeling is that such a development has barely occurred, if at all.
I also recall the discussion of "too big to fail", which has arisen yet again recently, and how in some way these profit-making entities and their well-paid directors allegedly operate with very little risk to themselves but substantial risk to the economy as a whole.
Surely the ultimate "utility" bank that cannot fail (as it controls the money supply) is the central bank?
I can come up with a few vague potential problems, but I know so little that I can neither accept nor discount them:
*This might give the state too much power, as it would directly hold and have access to information about individuals' money and transactions. Counterargument: aside from the fact that a person could likely get another account at a private entity or even abroad, most governments in advanced economies already have some power to freeze or spy on bank accounts at commercial banks.
*This might somehow place greater political pressures on central bankers and so compromise their independence, with bad economic consequences.
*This might starve banks of money, provided currently (in some cases) at lower interest by depositors than the central bank would charge, to invest in companies, so hampering economic growth. Counterargument: if the central bank really wanted to, it could provide companies with accounts/loans/reserves to invest into capital; it could do so discretionarily, or even at a lower rate of interest to boost growth, even in specific sectors of the economy (vaguely like "window guidance" as practised by some countries in East Asia) -- with whatever economic problems that that might cause.
*Perhaps, if commercial banking declined enough, then overall money supply growth would not be sufficient without deliberate, perhaps distorting, action by central bankers, leading either to deflation or extreme economic fluctuations. I speculate wildly here.

Nearly 2 years later just got my invite to order a ev truck that is nearly 60% more than what i signed up for.
no wonder people are hating so hard. how do i say, take your reservation and shove it.

I (23M) really miss my sister (10F) who is living in another country with our parents. But then when we talk we have nothing to talk about. We play together or I can show her some interesting pictures/links I've saved but that's it. I don't have friends or anything. So today after we talked a little I cried because of how I never have anything to say to anyone. I've been suffering from anxiety and depression for a long time, now I'm trying to move on from that. I'm trying to hold a job after a hiatus and it can be exhausting sometimes. I want to do more stuff, like read fiction and non-fiction and get to know various interesting topics. But I'm usually tired and can't concentrate on anything complicated. I don't know what to do anymore. What's the point of living if I can't have an actual personality?..

Hi there! Traveling with my partner to Wisconsin Dells from Chicago at the end of June for our anniversary! Any recommendations on restaurants/food/activities/shows, etc? Our budget is around $500 for 2.5 days worth of food/activities! Lodging is already paid and taken care of. Thanks in advance!

I noticed that my friend's two cats are very slim... From above you can clearly see the shape of their hips. Older one has bit of a droopy tummy but his his are very pronounced!
My friend is free feeding them kibbles and she has been struggling to get them eat wet food. The older one has always been difficult with food and younger one had a surgery earlier this year. She mixed his medicine with some super delicious wet food and now the young one is also reluctant with wet food...
They apparently eat one (!) pouch of wet food a day if it's split into two portions they eat throughout the entire day and night. In my opinion this is way too little but my friend says she can't force feed them...
Can cats starve themselves just because they're picky? Or am I just worried over nothing?

I (21F) want to quit, I vaped a lot in high school then quit for a couple years. About 3 months ago I started again because I was super stressed out at work. I've been dating a guy (20M) since January and he told me he had vaped since high school but quit about 6 months ago. Turned out he was lying to me and still doing it. After he came clean I told him I was doing it also.
I'm at a point where I want to quit, I'm sick of spending a hundred dollars or so on nic every month, I also can feel the toll it's taking on my body. The only thing is that my boyfriend is an enabler. He bought me a different vape and juice because apparently what I was using was shitty, since I had previously been using a Vuse and disposables. I keep telling him we should quit, he says he wants to but he says he doesn't know if he can.
He's been doing it since he was 15 and he is an absolute nic fiend. The other day he couldn't find his vape while we were driving and he literally pulled over and tore the truck to pieces looking for it before we realized it was in the cup holder the entire time. The amount of nicotine he's hitting off his vape is also super high, it makes me and one of his other friends who also vapes regularly dizzy, it's so much.
I really want to quit but it's so hard with him around. He says he wants to quit also but he doesn't seem to have the desire or will power to. I don't want to give him an ultimatum but at the same time I'm not sure what to do.
I know my will power is strong enough to quit, but I don't think his is. He works a stressful job and he says he just needs it to get him through the day and calm him down when work is a shit show but I feel like these are all just excuses because he is super addicted.
Any advice would be helpful, I feel like I'm at a loss as for what to do.

Trying to play games but I have to look physically to my right to look straight ahead in game? My other psvr games are not like this. Holding options does not help. My camera is directly infront of me on top of the TV... I don't know what's wrong with it, can someone help please?

Hi, I live in the US and am trying to send IFTAR to my family in Jordan. I tried Talabat but they locked me out because the GPS location is outside of its coverage zone, and since it's GPS-dependent, not IP dependent I can't use a VPN and have my problem solved.
Does anyone have a solution for that besides contacting a restaurant and sending them a wire transfer or something?
Thanks! and Ramadan Mubarak

Let me preface this by saying I love Monster Hunter… and this game doesn’t exist without Monster Hunter…
I’ve played Rise, MHGU, and World to an excessive degree…
But I’m sorry Wild Hearts improves on the MH formula in almost every way. The combat is more fluid and fast paced. The weapons are more interesting and less clunky. The graphics and animations are definitely an improvement (as they should be). Even the story and world setting is much more interesting than any MH game I’ve played.
I was very skeptical of this game. The first 15 or so hours I was still skeptical… But hot damn if the combat doesn’t just click with the combinations of gear, food, and kakuri/fusion kakuris… This game feels like it rewards skill more than gear and I really, really appreciate that especially coming from rise… I don’t feel limited by my shit gear and feel the need to farm; rather I find more success in utilizing combos, kakuri, and the environment to down a monster foe and get faster and faster times as you learn the mechanics and master your weapon…
Overall, I think in comparing the two franchises wild hearts is just way more fluid and a lot less clunky. I feel like I have to menu less, less management of traps and crafting and more what I really want to do: kill some big ass monsters… I love on the fly trap making instead of lugging around barrels and spending 15 minutes prepping my inventory for a fight…
I’m sure this will piss people off and long time MH stans will disagree. I don’t really care. This game is exactly what I wanted MH to be and I’m glad it exists.