2021.09.18 21:59 FirMiw Bring Me The Horizon - It Never Ends DrumCover!!
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2021.09.18 21:59 Nottoobad777 DoG PLanNing OwneRs MuRDEr witH fOrk
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2021.09.18 21:59 2gun_cohen Covid-19: Hong Kong lawmaker Regina Ip gets BioNTech jab after no antibodies detected from Sinovac vaccines
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2021.09.18 21:59 herman2003 Er alle følgerene på denne subredditen kjøpt?
2021.09.18 21:59 aerodynamic_asshole Is this still accurate or do more animals have TruRACS now?
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2021.09.18 21:59 GravityThatBinds A strange dream which involved something from my previous dream about Mars
Back in June I had a dream where I was on mars set 30 years into the future. A few nights after that I get an even weirder dream.
The first images of dream included a holographic image of Mars which also had lakes. It was like something was trying to tell me something.
The next thing I see is even weirder. A advanced rocket is landing and has 4 sections or stages attached to it. It was black and sleek. It was landing in a lake for some reason and 1 and half or 2 sections of this rocket were underwater.
The dream splits again and in being dragged by my feet out of my bed by something I can’t even see. I black out and in then being dragged in this hallway. I could see the shadow of whatever was dragging was dragging me.
I don’t know if I was shown a future life of me on mars by something or if this was my mind just dreaming.
The holographic image of Mars was so vivid you could just reach out and touch it. It looked so real. The ground was that rust red/orange color. Maybe whatever dragged me was dragging me to that rocket and showed me Mars?
This dream intrigued me and I’m still wondering what happened in it. If someone can help me out that would be amazing
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2021.09.18 21:59 Artichokeypokey Bone Disappearing juice
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2021.09.18 21:59 Udragor Ravecoin Lite Wallet macos
i`ve downloaded the wallet from github for macos (running the wallet for windows at the moment). I have no idea how i can run it under macos. Is there a step by step guide?
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2021.09.18 21:59 scotsman1552 Hosting a Murder Mystery Dinner, guests have to guess how the cookies we painted died
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2021.09.18 21:59 FlightMan23 "Look in the mirror if you wanna look at some things on the bright side"
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2021.09.18 21:59 Spirited_Ad_1048 Any clinical information about F (33y) with congenital anomaly and co-morbid with Asperger syndrome and borderline personality disorder.
Any clinical information about F (33y) with congenital anomaly and co-morbid with Asperger syndrome and borderline personality disorder.
A female (33Y) with a congenital anomaly (the right side is smaller than the left side) with sever short-sightedness (myopia) on her right or left side - not sure but probably the left.
She has a persistent difficulty with verbal and nonverbal communication for social purposes
She meets a lots of the criteria of asperger syndrome (or Social (Pragmatic) Communication Disorder (SCD) )such as:
2021.09.18 21:59 dear97s Αυτοί που φεύγουν, τελικά δεν γυρίζουν πίσω...
Το παρακάτω είναι update σε μια ιστορία που είχα γράψει πριν είκοσι μέρες περίπου, όποιος θέλει μπορεί να την διαβάσει για να πάρει μια γεύση: https://www.reddit.com/greece/comments/pfbiph/να_πως_οι_γονείς_μερικές_φορές_καταστρέφουν_τις/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3
Μετά από βοήθεια από κάποιους redditors αλλά και δική μου αναζήτηση, η κοπέλα βρέθηκε. Δυστυχώς, έχει αποβιώσει εδώ και εννέα χρόνια που σημαίνει πως όταν έμαθε ο παππούς μου για τον πραγματικό λόγο που χωρίστηκαν, είχε ήδη πεθάνει. Πολύ δύσκολο να ανακοινώνεις σε κάποιον πως ένα δικό του πρόσωπο έχει πεθάνει. Μπορεί να είχαν να συναντηθούν κοντά εβδομήντα χρόνια, αλλά όταν θεωρήσεις κάποιον κοντινό σου πρόσωπο, θα είναι πάντα. Δεν είχα ανακοινώσει ποτέ σε κάποιον δικό μου πως έχασε ένα αγαπημένο του πρόσωπο, αλλά η πρώτη φορά είναι πάντα δύσκολη.
Η αλήθεια είναι πως δεν είχε και πολλές ελπίδες για τον εντοπισμό της. Φάνταζε ψύλλος στα άχυρα και με τις τόσο λίγες πληροφορίες που γνώριζε, όσο περνούσαν οι μέρες προετοιμαζόταν για το αναπόφευκτο, δηλαδή την εξάντληση των πηγών και την οριστική παύση της έρευνας. Για καλή του τύχη, η κοπέλα του είχε πει που είχε γεννηθεί, οπότε η λίστα με τις "υποψήφιες" που καταφέραμε να βρούμε άρχισε να λιγοστεύει, όταν καμία από αυτές δεν είχε γεννηθεί στο μέρος που ήδη γνωρίζουμε. Εκτός από μία. Μία σε ολόκληρη την Ελλάδα. Πείτε μου για τύχη. Ευτυχώς, ήταν προετοιμασμένος για όλες τις πιθανές εκβάσεις. "Έχει πεθάνει", "ζει στο τάδε μέρος", "δεν βρέθηκε τίποτα". Μακάρι να ξέραμε που είναι θαμμένη, να άφηνε ένα λουλούδι, ή να καθόταν να βγάλει τα εσώψυχά του έστω και στην τελευταία της κατοικία. Ειρωνεία, την άφησε στην πρώτη της κατοικία και θα αντάμωναν στην τελευταία της. Ωστόσο, ίσως υπάρχουν και θετικά στο ότι συνεχίζει να παραμένει μια ανάμνηση. Ίσως ήταν από την αρχή προορισμένη να είναι ανάμνηση. Κάθε άνθρωπος που μπαίνει στη ζωή μας έχει έναν ρόλο και σίγουρα κανείς δεν μένει μέχρι το τέλος. Έτσι μπαίνει και η συγκεκριμένη στη "λίστα". Τί θα γινόταν αν ζούσε; Θα πήγαινε στο σπίτι της; Θα της έστελνε γράμμα; Αν συναντιόταν και δεν ήταν έτσι όπως τη θυμάται; Πώς θα αντιδρούσε εκείνη; Μήπως τον έστελνε στον διάολο και τον βύθιζε σε ακόμη περισσότερη θλίψη; Αλλιώς αφήνεις έναν άνθρωπο στα 16 και αλλιώς τον βρίσκεις στα 81.
Το σημαντικό είναι πως εδώ και λίγες μέρες έχει επανέλθει έστω και λίγο η παλιά του διάθεση. Είναι πιο χαλαρός, πιο ευδιάθετος και πιο κοινωνικός. Σίγουρα μια απλή πληροφορία δεν μπορεί να αλλάξει όλη τη διάθεση ενός ανθρώπου, αλλά σίγουρα το ότι έμαθε τί απέγινε αυτή η κοπέλα και πήρε μια απάντηση χωρίς να χρειαστεί να ενοχλήσει τους αδιάφορους αδερφούς του ή να δώσει ένα μέρος της σύνταξής του σε ιδιωτικό ντετέκτιβ για να την βρει, είναι αρκετό για να του φτιάξει τη διάθεση. Φαντάζομαι με το καιρό θα μπορέσει να συγχωρήσει και τους υπαίτιους αυτού του χωρισμού, αρκεί να αναγνωρίσει πως μερικές φορές και η δική μας αδράνεια επηρεάζει τις καταστάσεις. Όλοι μας έχουμε αποχωριστεί αγαπημένα μας πρόσωπα, είτε από δική μας επιλογή, είτε από δική τους ή από άλλων. Δύσκολο να το διαχειριστείς και πάντα ζεις με την ελπίδα πως θα ξανασμίξετε, αν και σπάνια γίνεται. Όλοι περιμένουν κάποιον, αλλά αυτός που δεν έρχεται είναι αυτός που περιμένεις περισσότερο. Μαθαίνεις να ζεις με αυτό και προχωράς παρακάτω.
Ευχαριστώ πολύ όσους σχολίασαν στο προηγούμενο ποστ, όσους έστειλαν προσωπικά μηνύματα υποστήριξης και βοήθειας και όσους προβληματίστηκαν και ίσως ταυτίστηκαν με όσα συνέβησαν σε έναν δικό μου άνθρωπο, κάτι που νόμιζα πως συμβαίνει στα μυθιστορήματα που θα βρεις σε σούπερ μάρκετ, ή σε τούρκικο σήριαλ που βλέπει η φοιτήτρια απέναντι με τη γιαγιά της. Ζωή σε εμάς, λοιπόν, και μακριά από εμάς!
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2021.09.18 21:59 leon1271 Πως γίνεται η ομολογία της πίστεως | orthodoxia.online
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2021.09.18 21:59 cursed_mongus 😳
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2021.09.18 21:59 Benji-BrawlStars Is it bad that I just found out what 9/11 is
2021.09.18 21:59 veganisaseasyas123 Any moderate to advanced aerialists go to classes and feel disappointed?
I went to a silks class that was mostly brand new beginners. We would spend 2-5 minutes doing something I can do in 5 seconds. I tried doing some of my own random stuff while waiting for the class to perfect their poses, but the teacher asked me to follow the theme of the class. I understand why. I imagine I looked like a rogue little kid going crazy on the playground lol.
Just frustrated that this has happened twice in a row. My city doesn’t have any aerial gyms providing self practice space. I recently had to downgrade my aerial setup because I moved. I feel my skills and muscles withering away :/ what’s my next step to remedy this? Im thinking about emailing the closest aerial yoga studio and asking if they would allow members to have self practice times.
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2021.09.18 21:59 IAMA_Plumber-AMA Sir Clive Sinclair has passed.
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2021.09.18 21:59 eggyspagetti bananaboo
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2021.09.18 21:59 SCPunited Secure | Chapter 5
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It had taken D-934643 the majority of the day to reach the city. Inviting as it was, he still approached it cautiously, noting several security checkpoints on the city limits. Bare land stretching far around. If someone were to try to sneak past, they would be on their belly the majority of their trip.
“Chances are that I’ll get snapped up and stuck in a room since there’s no evidence of my existence other than the fact that I’m standing right here. No history, no job, and no affiliations for god knows how long.” He thought as he continued down the side of the road.
“Worst case I get stuck in a cell or shipped back to god knows where, and the best case would be I bluff my way through some stuff, or make up some history that would be untraceable and get stuck with an ID and whatever housing they were giving away.”
“I’ll need a name though…” Continuing on down the road, he began to think of a name. Nothing came to mind easily, if you were to pick your own name would you not make it nice?
Nevertheless, eventually a name came to mind, original or not, it would suffice, middle name be damned.
La’tiva and the rest of the people at the checkpoint had watched the male walk down the stretching road for a while now. Most of the women around had settled in, probably planning how they would win the guy over when he got here. La’tiva had set out everything she needed to in preparation for their guest before sitting back and watching like everyone else.
Around twenty minutes later, the male had arrived. “Hello, name and ID please.” La’tiva enunciated carefully so as not to irritate the male, there had already been enough issues with implementing the checkpoints with such short notice. Even then, it was just an air conditioned box she was sat in.
“Cameron Reed, I don’t have an ID.” The man said.
“Do you happen to have any alternate form of identification?”
“No, I don’t. I haven’t exactly been around for a while… It… looks like a lot has changed.”
”Ok… uhhhhhhh, what does protocol say about this…” La’tiva thought, before clearing her throat. “If that’s the case we will have to search you. We ask that you inform us of any weapons before the search, bladed ones included.”
“Sure… there’s a firearm in my duffel bag, nothing else.” The man replied hesitantly, motioning his head towards the bag on his back.
“Please hand the bag to the person on your left, they will search it.” La’tiva said, looking back at the terminal as one of the marines began to shuffle through the bag, pulling out a handgun before examining and unloading it.
”Protocol… protocol… that’s frustrating but it’s out of my hands now.” She thought as she read over the finer details of what should be done if a situation such as this one occurred.
“So, I am supposed to send you to the nearest available location to be issued an ID before being asked a couple questions. Is that all right?” La’tiva asked him.
“Yes… of course”
”That hesitation again.” She thought.
“Alright, just sit tight for a bit, we’ll have someone over to take you there in a few minutes.”
Cameron’s thoughts were racing as he clambered out of the odd craft, trying to regain a sense of normality after being subjected to the massive seating and odd method of travel.
”Why am I surprised about flying cars but not any new monster the Foundation drags in every now and then.” Cameron thought.
He was escorted into a room, had his photo taken, and several other things he couldn’t exactly remember as he was making up a small backstory at the time.
Before he knew it, he had been handed a ID card and been sat down in a room with a single chair across from him with a table in the middle.
The chair itself was more than a few sizes too big, and whoever had set the thermostat probably should’ve died from heatstroke a while ago.
The door to the room he had been placed in opened, and another one of the massive aliens came through before closing the door behind it and sitting down at the opposite side of the table.
“Good afternoon Mr. Reed. I hope we’ve treated you well so far. I’m Interior Agent Rex’tiva I only have a couple questions for you, nothing too serious should come of it.” She said. “For the record, please state your full name and place of birth.”
“Cameron Reed, I… don’t remember where I was born.” Cameron replied, trying his best to seem authentic.
“Thank you, I will start with a few questions. First off, why don’t you remember where you were born?”
“I just don’t remember, I was raised by a relative pretty far out in the forest. He never talked about what happened to my parents.” Cameron answered.
“Do you happen to still have contact with your relative?” Asked Rex’tiva.
“No… I… He just went out hunting around a week ago. He didn’t come back, I told him that he shouldn’t, he was too old for it anymore. I just followed what I could remember from an old map he had laying around to get here. Occasionally he would go somewhere to get canned food.” He said. ”Fucking hell what else am I supposed to say.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. I have another question. Have you ever interacted with any organized groups? Particularly terrorists?”
“Terrorists? No. Are you guys having a problem with people like that?”
Instead of answering, Rex’tiva ignored the question. “Do you know where your relative got the canned goods, and what was his name?”
“He said he had a deal with a cabin owner somewhere around the area, he would trade pelts for canned goods. His name was Nathaniel.” He responded.
“No last name? Middle name?”
“No… he never told me his full name. I still don’t know why.”
“Very well, I may have some questions in the future. We may be in contact. Most of your belongings will be returned to you. You will be provided housing and any necessary education for acclimation to life under our government along with a mobile device. Any questions can be answered using your mobile. Such as the location of your housing, or at one of said classes. It is recommended to learn the Shil’vati language as it can open many job opportunities. Welcome to the Shil’vati Imperium.”
He nodded his head, letting out a small smile to acknowledge her words, not that they meant much to him. ”I’m getting the hell out of here and laying low. Even better if I get the fuck off this planet.”
Standing up from the chair, he made his way out, claiming his duffel bag before breathing a sigh of relief as he found that both his papers, and the keycard lay undisturbed, folded away into a pocket in the clothing. The only thing missing was the gun, though that was to be expected. The person who had handed back his duffel bag had stated that all firearms had been confiscated from the general public. Apart from those with explicit permission.
Stepping outside, he breathed deeply. Before continuing in the direction of his housing.
For the first time in what he could remember, he felt the slightest bit of hope, and happiness well up inside him…
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2021.09.18 21:59 EnclaveIsFine Literally me, holy shit
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2021.09.18 21:59 akillisebekeler Akıllı Şebekeler ve Yetenekleri
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2021.09.18 21:59 gamingboy2604 Sad reality
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2021.09.18 21:59 MexxRey " Rules " for drums or not
okeeeey maybe a very stupid question but.... Do you follow the rules according to drums knocking on beat 2 and 4 (normal time) or third in (double time)?
atleast rules, thats how i call it rn but you get the point...
As far as i learned the snare hits on 2 and 4 in normal time .....
Double time on the third.
im creating something on 89 bpm.... (kinda 6lack vibe slow type beat) but when i place snare on 2nd and 4th it sounds off and also on the third it sounds of...... when i close my eyes and shut down my mind, i end up placing the snare ONLY on the 4th and there is where it sounds good to me . now i know there are no rules in making music but. what is your opinion about this.
ive heard beats before where they only put snare on 4th and im sure the bpm is in normal time in that beat somewhere around 79....
Please tell me how u guys deal with these kinda "unsecure things" i guess
Thanks for the advice as always and help!!
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2021.09.18 21:59 Opalescent20 S1 Love Island The Game "Survivor"
So I got inspired by another sub-reddit to make a 'survivor' type ranking of each character. u/Ok-Nefariousness-190 also inspired me to do this as well. I've seen us have discourse over characters in the game, but we haven't (not that I've seen) had a 'definitive' ranking of each character per season. So, I'll be taking a poll of all the characters each season (right now we're at season 1) each day and releasing results, alongside the newest poll. I'll try to close the poll at the same time everyday. I'll give each poll 24hr before I close it, tally results, and release the next one. So, expect to get a new poll 4-6 pm EST.
REMINDER: VOTE WHO YOU YOU LIKE THE LEAST EACH DAY.
I'm excited to see the results! You can justify your choice, your happiness/displeasure in the comments. Have fun!
Link to poll: https://forms.gle/kSJnhm4MEgGcwcnJ8
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2021.09.18 21:59 wrighshaMak Give me an object in the house and I’ll put my dick in it