Partial description of Sep 2 2022 river incident (Oct 22)

(tw near-death experience, drowning, fear, life-threatening danger, anxiety, trauma)

(copied from Twitter thread on October 22 2022)

I hope I haven't been unclear about this on here, but the near death experience from almost drowning has actually been far more severely damaging to me emotionally than I've made it out to be. Like, however well I make it seem like I'm keeping it together, it has been hard

(I am not sure I seem like I'm keeping it together. Idk)

I mean it's been two months and I am completely useless over this

I have had traumatic things happen that, while not as apparently severe as this, did pull a lot of unexpected things into my long-term memory from the surroundings. Things like remembering every word of a poem because I once completely blanked on it in front of class in 9th grade

That comes to bear on this issue because the event itself was bookended by two and a half hours of kayaking, and *after it had happened and I almost died and saw that* I immediately had to get back in and kayak down the river for another two hours in the same conditions

So that may be part of why I'm frequently thinking about the properties of the river, frequently recalling an image right in front of my face of what it looks like to be looking down the river, aware that this river is a very frightening place, and aware that it represents death

We know that at that point of the river the water level had to be deeper than 6 feet because Heather's feet did not touch the riverbed as she was treading water

Also nobody else there cares about any of this and when we asked others on the mostly unmarked river how long it was until it reached the end, they repeatedly told us "oh you're just about halfway!" at points that were actually anywhere from 3 to 7 miles

Suggesting that even they could not narrow down something like the length of a river beyond the range of somewhere between 6-14 miles long. Competent

Reviews of the kayak rental vendor indicate several people had to pull over out of the river and exit due to impassable conditions. At least one person reported exiting via land. This map shows multiple routes of land exit available immediately before the incident occurred

At the time before the event, including before we got to this segment which offered multiple possibilities of exit on land, I said this might be necessary due to worsening conditions and I was told by everyone present that this was not possible

So this was entirely preventable, and I actually tried to prevent this happening several times before it did happen, and others around me made sure those conditions would remain unchanged, and then I almost died, and then they told me I still had to kayak the two hours out. Any one person could have stopped this from happening to me and they passed on several opportunities even once it became clear that this route was now challenging even to experienced kayakers

Why would you go kayaking when you don't know how to swim, Zinnia? You know what, before we even got halfway I began to understand this was a bad idea too, and I tried to leave, meaning I tried to stop myself and, belatedly, make the decision you would want me to ideally make

So the ones to point the finger at in that situation would be, oddly enough, everyone who's not me

I tried to stop dangerous conditions from happening to me. When I wasn't allowed to, I tried to stop us from running into anything. When I failed and hit a tree and fell out, I tried to stop myself from drowning despite not knowing how to swim. I succeeded where others failed me. That's not me being irresponsible and not knowing how to swim, that's me taking the responsibility of trying to manage around that issue in several different ways throughout the day and during the event itself even if I haven't figured out how to swim despite years of tutoring. Responsibility doesn't stop and end with me, it also doesn't stop and end with just making sure you can swim. It extends to a lot of people and a lot of decisions. I'm still struggling to understand how I'm supposed to be so at fault for what happened to me. I didn't want to die. Have you ever just not wanted to die? It's such an experience to feel it happening to you, to know everyone saw it happening, and see that everyone just does not care and expects you to keep going down that way when you could fall out in another 20 meters and die again

Here's the thing: Right after it had happened I assumed they would take me seriously about the issues I had raised due to what had just happened and me being fairly correct about it being a problem. I assumed they would now understand there was a hazard. Not so. Do you even know what that does to your trust in people? To your ability to believe that any person cares about you continuing to be alive at all? I'm still trying to analyze from every direction some infinitesimally thin slice of that river and an instant in time where something that's still largely incomprehensible happened to me at the edge of my own existence. Everyone else seems scarcely aware anything happened at all

Can you just get over it, Zinnia? So I'm working on a definitive account of the event and what I saw when it happens ("void NDE"), I'm continuing to document all of the relevant circumstances, I'm reading the experiences of others, I'm looking through pictures of the river all the time, I'm drinking

What exactly am I supposed to do? Just have that not have happened to me? I already tried to stop it from happening to me. Briefly, the "near death experience" I had was that when you die you go nowhere, it was not the ones with feelings of calm and traveling towards light, this was reality and you stop existing when your body is destroyed and I saw it about to happen to me

I've had to *look* for people who've seen this and understand this feeling and I have found them, but only on occasion, and so this isn't an experience of near-death extreme psychological shock that's relatable to most people - or even most people who've almost died

I have never felt more fundamentally alone as a conscious entity in the world than I have since September 2 because I know now that when your self and everything you are comes to an end, there is no one and nothing else there, you are always alone when it happens to you

I haven't found anything yet that does a thing to put a dent in that feeling. I was alone, and functionally, I am alone because it can happen at any time and when it does it's going to be of foremost concern to me, because others won't be the ones who are annihilated

I'm literally just a floating point-of-view in a *frightening* one-story-house of reality with nowhere to go up or down, and it's ready to close in on you from all sides almost faster than you can realize it's happening

So, I'm sorry, I'm somehow supposed to *not* be thinking about that constantly? My chief task is now to indefinitely find ways of living the rest of my life without that being front and center every day? I'm not sure there's a way to not be very aware of that, but because I'm not sure, I'm looking for ways to address this just to make sure I've done everything I can that could make this somehow manageable in terms of mental health and being able to function

It's been 51 days now where I wake up knowing this with certainty about how reality works, knowing for sure that human life is finite and there is not "maybe a chance" you get to persist in some other form, and I knew all of these facts before, but now I know it's still so scary

It's so bad in ways that can't be conveyed without it happening to you, it's just the worst thing I've ever felt to the point that I'm thinking about it constantly, and I don't have that happen about a *lot* of very bad and frightening things that had happened to me before

It's a knowledge I had, now reinforced knowledge through something having happened that was outside the normal experience of reality. The traditional words for this are faith, belief, or spiritual experience, but this wasn't a belief or an effort of faith. It was forced on me

It was a transcendent experience that transcended life and existence into nothingness. I only believe in the annihilation. The fact that I still get up after all of that and tell myself "Well okay. Go fight transphobes" is a testament to some kind of absurdism

If you see pictures of a place and it looks like this, and you go there, you could end up like me. I'm not just saying you don't want to die, I'm saying you don't want to end up like whatever I am now

Not only do you need to make sure you don't die for as long as possible, you need to make sure you don't even get into situations where you're facing imminent death but survive because awareness of death is itself a severe psychic hazard

What I'm trying to warn you about is that once you've seen it and know what happens, you know it's everywhere and you will never be able to forget it or what it feels like. And it feels like that everywhere

Representative photos from others of the river, this is roughly what it looks like on the day you have this experience

Some parts of this video are also accurate to the experience of drowning in a river https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CM7nSuFrGZ0

Fascinating video: NDE and manifesting

Woman dies, spends several years in other realities and learns that you create your reality with your beliefs. Then she realizes all she needs to do to return to her old body is think of it, and she wakes up in the hospital cured of all her illness.

Fog state = void state?

Ruma commits blasphemy

void hoodie and patch pants <3

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When twins Mira and Vera discover they have magical powers, they uncover the truth that their late mother was a fae, and their long-lost father is a demon. Their father comes after them for their rare and newly emerging powers, but when they try to run, Vera is kidnapped and Mira is thrown into the fae realm with nothing but a mysterious grimoire by their mother. Mira must maneuver this new, magical realm, find her sister, and stop her father, or else lose the last family she has left.

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Will is a shy 20 year old fighting depression just trying to get by. But when Death accidentally kills her, they have to make it up to her—by bringing her back to life and becoming her best friend. Join Will on her daily adventures as she maneuvers learning how to be friends with Death and teach them how to act human enough to not get caught.

Losing your faith is harder than what most imagine it to be. It feels like flailing around in an endless void, because the anchor that once supported you has disappeared. I grew up with religion. It was woven into my very being. To lose it now is almost like losing a person I've known my whole life. It honestly feels like a bereavement. Something has been torn out of my heart, and I know that I'll never get it back.

There is a lot of existential dread looking upon the future and realizing that one day, my consciousness will cease to exist along with my body. There is no afterlife in rationalism. It is true but ultimately so hard to accept. We want to believe that there's more to life than the endless chasing of a carrot on a stick of avoiding suffering. Yet there isn't. Every living being is trying not to get hurt. That's all we're here for. To avoid pain. Religion is one of the many ways we cope with suffering. The truth is, pain is a given. It always will be. However, a God or gods are not. We have no empirical evidence a spiritual realm exists. NDEs and similar experiences can be explained by chemical changes and processes in the brain. (It's all about the brain, isn't it?)

I don't know what to do with my life now. It feels so... empty. Every good thing I do to ease the suffering of others is eclipsed by the harmful actions of those in power. So what should I do, if I cannot meaningfully reduce the pain of animals and people around me, and there is no heaven to live for nor God to appease?

Have you had an NDE?

Yes, twice. Both very different, but also similar.

To give a quick brief overview of the two experiences:

The first experience in 2014 there were hooded figures, so I couldn’t see their faces. And they spoke to me, giving me a choice. There was a doorway or portal. To enter the threshold was to die, to enter the void, where there is no up/down. No light. No self. Only nothing. I chose not to enter it, to return to the “real” world.

The second experience this year, I was also in a waiting room or “bardo” type space. Except I had already lost all concept of three dimensions. I devolved to just energy, but I refused to enter the void. I wouldn’t even look at it, or even acknowledge it. I was fighting for my life. The void was pulling me in. There were no more hooded figures, but there were beings who were god-like and I was one of their kind. But I refused to die and return to them, I wanted to keep on living. They were exasperated with me, because this wasn’t my first time. They were there to help me transition after the “ride” called life. But I was refusing to transition. They told me life is just going to get harder. Things are going to get worse. Living isn’t easy. I should bow out now. There is no reason to keep living. And it would have been so easy to let go. Like falling asleep. But I fought it. I climbed out of the vortex that was pulling me in. I made my way to our third-dimensional world. It wasn’t easy. But I wasn’t ready to die. My kids still need me.

Horrible near-death experiences: the infernal side no one talks about

Near-death experiences (NDEs) are triggered during singular life-threatening episodes when the body is injured by blunt trauma, a heart attack, asphyxia, shock, and so on. Thousands of survivors of these harrowing touch-and-go situations tell of leaving their damaged bodies behind and encountering a realm beyond everyday existence, unconstrained by the usual boundaries of space and time. Researchers have identified the common elements that define NDEs, including impressions of being outside one's physical body, visions of deceased relatives and religious figures, and transcendence of egotic and spatiotemporal boundaries. However, some NDEs can be distressing, such as the void experience, which is an ontological encounter with a perceived vast emptiness, often a devastating scenario of aloneness, isolation, sometimes annihilation.

Some who were about to die claim to have seen the dark side of the afterlife, a tenebrous place populated by creatures of the satanic imaginary: demons, harpies and similar monsters. In 1975, Raymond Moody's Life After Life was published, the first book to compile stories of people whose hearts stopped beating for a few seconds and came back to life.

Those who lived the negative experience claim to have been trapped in the void, in a dark space of absolute calm, sometimes full of geometric figures, overwhelmed by the sensation that everything is absurd, that nothing makes sense. In the third case, the person finds himself in real hell, surrounded by flames and demons, locked in a sordid space with no possibility of escape.

Between 4 and 5 percent of people who experience an NDE perceive it as a negative experience. The figure could be even higher, due to the difficulty for some people to recall such a painful experience. Explaining it means going through the trauma all over again. Also, many people are convinced that this negative experience is a kind of punishment for their bad behavior throughout their lives.

A possible negative experience

Just as life has a dramatic, hard side, so does death and in the arduous journey of discernment it should not frighten, rather it should be a wake-up call to live committed to life and its infinite potential. Choosing at each vital crossroads according to the best values of the human spirit, keeping in mind that a life may not end happily in a tunnel of light, it is a bitter tension with which one must coexist all our earthly lives, only then can freedom be exercised.

Kevin, a 40-year-old American Airlines airline pilot, had a negative near-death experience: I had an accident driving my van on a road and was severely injured between the twisted irons of the van, I feel myself begin to float above my mangled body when I was sucked into a dark void where an evil, terrifying presence was waiting for me, it was evil itself, I understood that given the life I had lived that would be my eternity, I begged for a second chance and after a time that seemed eternal I woke up in my physical body and on my way to an emergency room.

The descriptions of hell in the infernal NDEs do not usually coincide with the contemporary idea of hell in the West, which is that which arose from the ideas of St. Augustine and the terrifying imagination of Dante Alighieri, rather they describe dark voids, suffocating places, deformed beings, total absence of spiritual light. In the New Testament the term used for the place of post mortem punishment is Gehenna, which refers to the valley of Gehenna, scene of human sacrifices to the god Moloch and therefore a cursed place for the Jews of the first century, it was a garbage dump at that time and so in the Gospels hell is a garbage dump rather than a place of torture, very similar to the descriptions of the infernal NDE.

For those who have had an experience on the threshold of hellish death, it can even arise from a glorious NDE but interpreted negatively, it is important to integrate it into life and consider it as an evolutionary event rather than as a future condemnation. The idea is to learn and evolve, to start again as many times as necessary.

manifesting is SOOOO easy , esp once i realized i've been using loassumption all along!

it started shortly after my NDE when i began communicating w my guardian angel & w their guidance, decided to take my craft srsly & started practicing chaos magick regularly

for those of you unfamiliar w choas magick, it deals heavily w symbols, spec sigils, & reprogramming your subconscious mind to be the master of your reality. no dogma exists but your own & dogma exists simply due to your limited perception (self concept, yeah?)

sigils are cast during what we call gnosis , achieving an altered state of mind (like using SATS and the void). there are different methods, both excitatory & inhibitory, such as trance, meditation, sleep deprivation, orgasm, breathwork, etc. you 'fire' the sigil during peak ecstasy & then the most important part - you FORGET about it

(this is why i record my rituals in my magical journal BEFORE performing them - so my thoughts do not affect my 3D. I ASSUME IT IS MINE. I LIVE IN THE END)

BUT i started to notice my quickest manifestations occurred when i employed indifferent vacuity i.e. creating sigils while mindlessly doodling & being completely unattached to the outcome AND the process of manifesting !!!

(i manifested a job only HOURS after casting a sigil this way)

this is WHY i love loassumption♡ i've been able to take complex rituals & simplify the process of attaining my desires by using the power of my mind & assuming the role of god of my reality ♡

yes, i still practice chaos/sigil magick from time to time & i honestly think it's a great way to work on your self concept, the more successes you experience w your spells the easier it is to realize you create your current reality & therefore what's stopping you from creating your desired reality ????

/ rant over

I think that the allegory of the cave is bar-none the most accurate depiction of what I experienced during my NDE. Plato was on some godhead shit.

The more I define and refine my beliefs as associated with what I experienced, the more I'm told I'm just a Buddhist -- like cool, I guess all I've accomplished is reinventing Buddhism lmao.

As I write my book, I've written and rewritten an allegory of my own, because I can't figure out a method of writing it that translates the idea well enough. But I do at least have a premise:

As with any allegory, imagine a scenario.

In this scenario, you've been granted immortality. You have eternity ahead of you.

You realize over time; maybe thousands, maybe millions of years, that a finite nature is what made you, you. Every possibility instead becomes an eventuality, and you lose a sense of purpose, of belonging, of self as you knew it. You grow lonely; everyone you've ever loved has come and gone, maybe humanity is extinct, maybe they've evolved or progressed beyond a point of recognition. Yet you have so many trillions of years ahead of you.

So, you begin creating, let's say for the sake of this scenario, painting. You decide that, in your infinite loneliness, your eternal division, that you must express yourself on a canvas, to be observed and lived through you. Nothing will remain in the end but you and your artwork. Maybe your painting which will reflect you, will make you feel less alone.

This painting is only limited by the time that you can spend on it, and at this point, you realize you truly have nothing but time. So with every single minute detail, you spend decades, centuries, millennia, etc and this painting will inevitably be perfect. The more complex the detail, the more attention you must pay it, and it may take so much of your focus and time, that you've forgotten what it is you're working on to begin with. But after each detail is completed, you can take a step back, and remember the process of your Magnum Opus.

Finally, trillions of years after all stars have burnt out, and you float in a void of being, your artwork is complete, and you title it "Life." This reflection and expression of your infinite potential, of your eternal inner life, of your profound desire and loneliness, is absolute, finished, objective; it reflects all that was, is, and ever will be. You adore it, as it simply is.

To clarify, I'm a Monist and Pantheist; All is One, One is All - All is Self, Self is All. We are both the artist and the artwork; we may have spent so long finalizing ourselves, improving our individual experiences and furthering the ceaseless unfoldment of infinte potentiality, that we've forgotten who and what we are. We are so absorbed by and in a world of our own design, that we've relinquished our own understanding of it.

The Magnum Opus of existence is no material or man or finite detail, it's instead the objective totality of simplicity made complex.

A Rollercoaster Ride with the Reaper: Unveiling the Secrets of Near-Death Experiences

Hey there, Tumblr fam! Gather around because we've got the scoop of the century, and it's as spooky as it is scientifically scintillating! We're taking you on a wild ride with none other than the Grim Reaper himself. Yep, you heard it right - the big, bad skeleton in the cloak! But hold onto your hats, this isn't your average ghost story; it's a no-holds-barred plunge into the mysterious world of near-death experiences (NDEs).

So, what's the big deal about NDEs, you ask? Picture this: you're hanging by a thread between here and the hereafter, and who better to narrate this bone-chilling escapade than our hooded host of the afterlife? We're talking out-of-body experiences, lights brighter than a supernova, and emotions that make your average rollercoaster seem like a kiddie ride.

And get this – scientists are all over this like vultures on carrion. They've been poking and prodding into NDEs like it's the latest gossip in town. There's even a dude, Dr. Bruce Greyson, who made a whole scale to measure how deep into the great beyond you've dipped your toes. It's like a cosmic BuzzFeed quiz, but instead of finding out which avocado toast you are, you're figuring out how close you've flirted with the eternal void.

But wait, there's more! We're not just scratching the surface here; we're digging graves deep into the science behind why these eerie experiences happen. Is it your brain throwing a farewell party as the lights go out? Or a sneak peek into what lies beyond? We've got theories more tangled than your earphones in your pocket.

And the best part? We're translating all the science speak into plain English, with a dash of flair, of course. No need for a decoder ring; we're making it as clear as the bell that tolls for thee.

So, saddle up for a journey where we unravel mysteries, debunk myths, and maybe, just maybe, learn a thing or two about life, death, and everything in between. It's a tale that's got more twists than a skeleton's spine, and we promise, it's not just another dead-end story.

Remember, you heard it here first. And who knows, maybe after reading our take on the Grim Reaper’s guide to NDEs, you'll look at life (and death) a little differently. So, reblog, retweet, and share – let's get this ghostly gabfest going! And hey, if you ever bump into the Reaper, tell him we sent you – it might just save your soul.

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Yuu, the glitched-out shadow of Mt. Battle, and Forrest

[February 3, 2023]

{Newbie:}

good morning! who’s ready for a lore ramble? :HYPERRACC:

ok so. it kinda hit me last night when i was drafting up stuff for the tumblr. the origin of glitches as corrupted remnants of lost worlds. Forrest's vendetta in VW2Redux. the host battles.

the four heavenly kings.

now, the first three, it makes sense. Sky dealt with invisible "ghosts" in Storm Silver. Karma meddled with space-time thanks to the Red Chain. Stars has his origins as a duplicate of a prominent hacker. them all being in Unova makes sense, in the grand scheme of Forrest's arc.

but Yuu? what on earth does Yuu have in common with these three? and why is he the final opponent?

well, here's why:

i think Yuu figured out the origin of the glitches.

first off: in my GrandCol lore, i differentiate between Mt Memento (story mode Mt Battle) and Mt Battle (battle mode Mt Battle). Mt Memento is the "real" mountain in GrandCol!Orre, and Mt Battle exists in this sort of sub-reality state.

what i was originally going with: Mt Memento was sacred ground, but became corrupted, and ended up mass-spawning Shadow Pokemon (which existed prior to Cipher, and Cipher later figured out how to recreate the process). this is why countermeasures like the Time Flutes and the Relic Stone exist. Mt Memento was designated to be purified by ascetic Memento-using Pokemon. Mt Battle, meanwhile, is an echo of the pre-corrupted Mt Memento.

but. Shadow-ification has its origins in glitchstuff. and if the echoes of remnant timelines can result in glitches... does that extend to more than just living things?

what about... places?

let's say, perhaps, that battle mode!Mt Battle is in fact a pre-timeline-reset Mt Memento. a big fragment filled with displaced trainers and pokemon that got stuck on the walls of Orre's reality, overlapping Mt Memento, and is slowly rotting into glitchhood and bogging all of Orre down with it?

(Yuki--who i lore to be Quotes, and hyper-senstitive to glitchstuff after her multiple NDEs with glitches in RTHE--was always a bit unnerved by Mt Memento. it's because she could feel the Void pressing in closer and closer and closer...)

by the time GrandCol rolls around, the situation is becoming more dire. the matrix glitch? the crash at the Relic Stone? the walking glitch we managed to perform in Agate? yeah, that was Mt Battle. that was Mt Battle decaying further and further and further and the Void starting to seep in through reality’s seams.

(the Relic Stone sits right on the cusp of reality's fibers, like a stitch along a seam, a cornerstone to timelines. and through it, the decay was oozing into Agate Town, little by little.)

the Voices' goal, first and foremost, is to reach Ho-Oh and help Quotes revive her fallen team. but Ho-Oh returned to Orre because shit was going to go down. Ho-Oh doesn't usually revive the dead outside of very dire situations, but it'll make an exception if the Voices can beat back the glitch mountain slowly sinking into Orre’s foundations and threatening to capsize the entire region.

so they part reality like a curtain and arrive at this derelict, half-formed mountainous shape. they construct themselves a ramp using their reality bullshit powers and ascend to the top, trying to physically beat it back, trying to push it as far away from Orre as they can manage and hopefully detach it from the walls of reality before it can wear a hole.

"Do you want to take a break?" we were asked, constantly, during the trek. because the Voices had to stop and manifest another section of the path each time. if they could have marched through interrupted, they would have. but they had to stop at the end of every battle or else Yuu would have walked right off the edge into nothingness. and they had to win constantly or else they would be overwhelmed and forced to retreat for their own self-preservation.

at first, Yuu doesn't quite understand the minutiae of what's going on. he's not versed in glitches, or cosmic bullshit, and knows nothing about reset timelines. he does know that his job is to battle myriad opponents and trek up a mountain (hey, didn't we just do that??) in order to get Ho-oh's help. he doesn't ask the questions he should have before agreeing, which in hindsight wasn't the smartest decision...

now. Yuu is brash, and impulsive, and stubborn, and arrogant. but. he's not stupid. and he's not blind. and it isn't long before he realizes something is very, very wrong.

at first, the trainers he faced didn't seem too off. their coloration was a bit dull, and there was a tinny whine when they spoke, and a slight jerkiness in the way they moved, but they didn;t otherwise act out of the ordinary. these were the trainers at the lower levels who were still ignorant of their situation.

but the further up he went, the more wrong things became. the trainers start to more and more resemble the "shadow boys" we saw in Star. black, featureless humanoids save for glowing red eyes, mostly stable silhouettes, still capable of speech. their pokemon seem normal at first glance, but their moves are Wrong (Drill Run Kadabra, Triple Axel Altaria, etc.) and they don't quite move correctly, and those too become increasingly more and more warped in their proportions and movements the further up you go.

by the time Yuu reaches the top of Mt Battle, he's furiously interrogating the Voices.

the Voices struggle to give straight answers, or at the very least a satisfying one. so he goes through Mt Battle a second time to get his own (the Singles gauntlet). it's along the way that he learns about the resets, and Mt Battle's origins, and the people and pokemon that are slowly descending into glitchhood, and how he and his own team are only protected from the same fate because he’s the current host and the Voices can bullshit almost anything.

almost anything. even the Voices know better than to stay in the Void too long.

it's in the middle of Yuu arguing that they need to do something--what do you mean they're beyond help, they can't just leave these people here in this state, there has to be some way to save them--that the Voices yank him out. they did their job and detached the mountain from Orre's reality-walls and it's going to sink safely into the Void now. and when Yuu wakes up, he's at Mt Memento’s peak with Ho-Oh peering over him, and his head is silent for the first time in months.

Orre is stable again. Mt Memento is deemed purified. Ho-Oh keeps its promise and revives Quotes's fallen Pokemon. all is right.

...if only Yuu could let that be enough.

see. Yuu never wanted to be the hero. he was grudgingly forced into the whole "savior" role by the Voices. but... bring the Shadow Pokemon back into themselves, restoring their sense of selfhood... that felt good. and goddammit, he keeps thinking about the victims on the mountain, contorting into nonexistence, and...

the reality-reset that created Mt Battle was... recent. Yuu has no idea what to do with this information. he's in Alola, checking out the new league that Quotes told him about, when some grouchy ex-IP officer who smells like a Meowth pissed on his clothes mentions a "glitch-hunter" branch stationed in Unova.

and well... it's as good a place to start as any.

Yuu arrives in Unova--and then takes a detour at the PWT, because he's Yuu and he loves battling and he loves the spotlight. for some reason, the opponents he faces are vaguely familiar to him, their names flashing through his mind even though he's sure he's never seen them before...

(cough cough leftover Voice knowledge cough cough moving on)

and then on the final stage, he meets a kid with a very familiar aura humming around him--an invisible ripple in the air, and soft chattering you wouldn't hear unless you knew the sound of it all too well.

and too-bright eyes that remind Yuu of the shadow silhouettes and their luminous glares.

Forrest, as the new host introduces himself later, is glitch that got stuffed into a makeshift human body and is searching for a way to make this body permanent. he's very candid about it, probably because Yuu is an ex-host and has seen his own fair share of weirdness, and probably is less likely to be phased by such a confession. which, y'know, isn't incorrect.

but then Yuu has to go and wonder aloud, "So like... did you look like this before or...?"

Forrest furrows his brows. the Voice-aura around him undulates uneasily. "Huh?"

"Like..." Yuu gesticulates vaguely. "Before you, like, became--"

"I didn't look like anything before," Forrest cuts in, not unkindly.

"Yeah. But like. I meant before that."

"There is no before?"

"There had to have been."

"I don’t follow."

Yuu blinks, and shoves his hands into his pockets, and stares. "You don't know, do you."

"Know what?"

"Where they came from. The glitches. You."

"...What are you talking about."

Yuu massages his forehead, and curses the day the Voices crashed into his skull, because goddammit, they turned him into too much of a decent person to ignore the uneasy trepidation pooling in the kid's too-luminous eyes.

"Alright. You, uh. Might wanna sit down for this..."

A Summary of CISCO Switch Kinds A Layer

3 switch is a combination of a routing as well as switching over tool. It supplies the very same benefits of a Layer 2 button, yet additionally includes more advanced functions such as IP address tagging and also packet transmitting. Layer 3 buttons also enable IP address tagging and also automatic port configuration. The layer 3 switch has a greater level of power as well as protection. Right here’s an overview of the 4 sfp port cisco switch. A CISCO switch sustains the directing methods. Layer 3 buttons can inspecting inbound packages and making directing decisions based on the source and also destination IP addresses. Therefore, they act as both a router and a switch. 

The following example shows how these buttons work. In the example below, a Layer 3 switch is made use of to link four host gadgets. Device D1 understands the IP address of D2, but not its MAC address. This permits the button to identify where D2 is linked to the network. MLS allows hardware-based Layer 3 changing. By using MLS, package forwarding works move to the Layer 3 Cisco series switches. Nonetheless, packets that have actually not changed paths still use routers. MLS also provides data on website traffic that are made use of to determine traffic features. NetFlow Information Export (NDE) permits you to export these data. 

This is an important attribute to consider when choosing a Layer 3 switch. Layer 3 buttons are necessary for high-speed network releases. This innovation enables you to create a solitary point of failing and protect against routing methods from utilizing the exact same interface. This lowers the danger of transmitting great voids, and also enables the switch to avoid website traffic that could otherwise be routed through a router from a layer 2 switch. It’s an important feature of lots of Cisco buttons and a crucial to the success of your network. To configuration a Layer 3 switch, you must define exactly how you desire the network to run. You can utilize the ip pbx system to monitor your cisco switch.

For instance, if you have multiple places, you’ll need to establish separate GPRS and also 3G connections for every area. Utilizing a Layer 3 button will certainly allow you to configure redundancy, which provides you with a high degree of communication schedule. You can also configure the layer 3 switch to supply centralized DHCP for multiple locations. MLS-SE executes packet rewrites based upon information in the router’s MAC address. If the MAC address of the host is various from that of the MLS-RP, the MLS-SE recognizes the package as well as checks the MLS cache for flow. Additionally, this button executes Layer 3 LAN-switching with the router. It is likewise capable of sustaining IP multicast with its MLS-SE. 

If the topic is still not clear to you, open this link https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dynamic_Host_Configuration_Protocol that demystifies the topic.

NDE 60-Page Update

FAVORITE PART OF THE LAST TEN PAGES

“I guess it is kind of risky.” He raises his arms again. “Whoops, don’t care.”

AND A CLOSE SECOND

“Oh my gosh, Kim, I think I’m an idiot!”

Anyways! They nearly got hit by a bus!

(shoutout to @ladydelahautematigny who single-handedly prevented me from diving headfirst into the void (she’s awesome, and she paints, you should check her out))

We still don’t know exactly how psychedelics work

Have you ever heard of ego death? Suddenly, your body shatters into a million pieces. You enter the void. Rushing past you are tantalizing, gyrating fractals of light. You experience each raging collection of infinite and dazzling rays from multiple perspectives. Time is not linear here. Maybe you poisoned yourself, maybe this is actually death. You visit heaven, you plummet down to hell. You live every life that every human being has ever lived. Realizing that we are all the same energy, just simply experiencing existence in different bodily manifestations you wonder if you ever even existed. The overwhelming loss of identity in the perilous universe echoes down to your core. After several thousand lifetimes, you emerge from the consciousness soup and the clock beside you shows it’s only been 15 minutes since you inhaled that powerful and ancient smoke.  So called “ego death” is a common subjective result of users’ DMT experiences, a feeling that manifests alongside other perception-altering hallucinations while under its influence. N, N-Dimethyltryptamine or DMT is best known for its ancient ritualistic use practiced by Indigenous Amazonian peoples for centuries. Ayahuasca, a thick and bitter tea extracted from B. caapi leaves and stems, contains naturally occurring DMT. Since its synthetic synthesis in the 1950s and wide increase in popularity in use as a hallucinogen, DMT’s effect on neurobiological pathways has been rigorously studied. How exactly can a naturally occurring substance produce such profound perception-altering effects including complete bodily dissociation, extreme time inflation, and other unexplainable “other-worldly” phenomena? Today, most researchers agree that DMT can be found naturally in our bodies. Interestingly, near death experiences (NDE’s) correlate almost exactly with artificial DMT “trips”. Specifically, multiple studies have found that DMT can be naturally made by bodily elements, starting from a common dietary amino acid called tryptophan. It is theorized that the tryptophan to DMT hallucinogenic pathway may be altered in people who have perceptive orders like schizophrenia. However, little conclusive evidence has been shown regarding the relationship between psychiatric diagnosis and increased DMT prevalence in the brain. Still, the search is on to find the neurobiologic mechanism responsible for hallucinations in the human brain caused by such psychedelics and psychiatric disorders.  The elusive hallucinogen brain mechanism, which is yet to be discovered, has many complicated facets having to do with complex actions among different receptors throughout the brain. Researchers have established that DMT, similar to other hallucinogenic drugs, acts on pathways which regulate serotonin levels. Moreover, DMT’s subjective perception-altering effects appear to be mainly activated through its binding to the specific serotonin (otherwise known as 5-HT) receptor named 5-HT2A. Additional effects are seen in the combined efforts of these serotonergic pathways with other neurotransmitter pathways that affect glutamate as well. As follows, DMT first acts as an agonist (producing a similar response to the intended chemical and receptor combination) on the 5-HT2A receptor which then mediates glutamate release as a controlling mechanism. Notably, although research into the receptor-DMT interaction is widely established, little is known regarding its specific hallucinogenic properties. This is due to similar mechanisms seen in the binding of non-hallucinogenic compounds. In other words, there is nothing to differentiate between hallucinogenic vs non-hallucinogenic serotonergic drugs. Obviously, there must be a much more complex mode of action which would explain a drug like DMT’s vivid and extreme subjective effects. Many animal studies have demonstrated that DMT binds as a partial agonist to many different 5-HT sub receptors other than 5-HT2A. The mice models utilized head twitching as a measure for DMT trip-like effects. Interestingly, the mice were still found to have induced head twitching even when the DMT hallucinogen was given with another drug which actually blocked the 5-HT sites where it has been shown to bind. This information can be interpreted to mean that there must be other undiscovered receptor sites where DMT binds and creates its psychoactive effect. These other receptor sites are still being researched. Looking further into the realm of effectors, or proteins which are subsequently activated by the drug and 5-HT receptor binding complex, other studies show marked DMT changes to their neurobiology. Specifically, after DMT activates these 5-HT receptors, the receptors themselves go on to activate multiple effectors. Each of these effector proteins can go on to activate multiple different pathways which alter the user’s perception and neurobiology. Current research is focusing on how different serotonin-acting psychedelics affect these pathways.  Future research is needed to determine the underlying mechanism responsible for hallucinations produced by psychedelics and psychiatric disorders alike. In the meantime, current studies are looking into possible therapeutic uses of hallucinogens like DMT to treat chronic depression, anxiety, PTSD, and more. Interestingly, many promising studies support DMT’s link to increased plasticity and memory, making it a candidate for disorders such as Alzheimers, deliria, and more. Given its classification as a controlled substance, DMT research can be difficult as its potential for abuse is significant. With more research, it is possible that with a greater understanding of its mechanism, that harm-reduction for those users who do abuse it may be in order. Ultimately, as DMT is endogenous (or natural) to our everyday brain, it is of interest for humans to understand its effect on our neurobiology.  Blog post based on article: https://www.frontiersin.org/articles/10.3389/fnins.2018.00536/full