Expert Author Desiree Leigh Thompson

Personality traits are 50 percent heritable. Yes, can you believe it. Studies have shown that you and your loved one's personality traits are genetic. So your uncle or your neighbor that have an angry disposition is born with it. Or, your child that is shy or a socialite really did pick these genes up from you and your partner (or somewhere else down the line). HUH! How is this possible? Oh my! I guess this means I can't change this 50% that is heritable. Well, as a matter of fact, yes you can. Let's not chalk it all up to, "I was born with it and now I can't do anything about it."

Let me clarity. Let's say you are born a "suppressor" - you deny feelings of anxiety, anger, sadness, and fear. You try to avoid bothersome thoughts in hopes they just blow over. Okay, this is all fine. And, now, maybe you can become more accepting to yourself and others just knowing that your circumstances didn't create "all" of your 'habits.' What a relief that is!

Anyways, let me first tell you the unhealthy benefits of this trait. By holding onto negative emotions, you're going to make yourself sick. I'll give you a description. Besides creating an unhealthy mental and emotional state, you begin to shut down your immune system, too. No wonder there is a list an arm length long of immune disorders! With strong emotion, you activate the sympathetic division of the autonomic nervous system for "fight and flight" producing the release of epinephrine and nor-epinephrine from the adrenal medulla. In addition, the hypothalamus initiates activity along the HPA (hypothalamus-pituitary-adrenal cortex) axis for increased energy releasing chemical messengers. This chain reaction causes the adrenal cortex to secrete 'cortisol' and other hormones that elevate blood sugar and protect the body's tissues from inflammation in case of injury. This is all good when you are at risk: a bus headed your way or confronted by a bear. Your body goes into action, and from there, you take action - you move, and you move quickly!

However, strong emotions "stuck" inside of you because you want to pretend you are "fine" and that "nothing bothers you" will begin to suppress your immune system. This HPA axis of increased energy, when activated for a long-term, can cause harm to your body.

So now what? Well, environment is the other 50%. You do have a choice to help yourself, and you can improve your state and health. Your trait doesn't have to "rule" you. What are you going to do about the suppressed emotions? Confessing. Another way of saying this is talk - let it out by writing in your journal or talk to a qualified professional. See what works for you. Sometimes best friends are nice; however, there will be biases and maybe even judgment. By confessing or by talking, eventually, and what's most important, you are letting go of negative emotions that are buried inside of you. Doing so will give you a different perspective on the situation, yourself, and others. Confessing your worries and fears can reduce the chance of illness if it produces insight and understanding. Conversely, confessing each week to a friend over drinks without a resolution will only continue to hinder you and your health.

 

Expert Author Desiree Leigh Thompson

When working with individuals with mental health and emotional issues, it's important to give them love, understanding, and acceptance. Far too often, society slides these individuals into a black book, silently gossiping about them yet showing a good front for their own egocentrism and a well deserved pat on the back from others. Thus, mental disorders continue to get the 'bad' rap. And, in the end, these individuals become afraid to seek support whether through complementary medicine, psychotherapy, or even family support for fear of condemnation.

I've been comparing the techniques of the West to the East a bit lately, and notice, even in the far East, that individuals are much more understanding, loving, and accepting when it comes to mental or emotional disorders of family members or others in general. Yet, in the West, we vouch ourselves as industrious, resourceful, modern, and up-to-date on empirical research, yet treat our fellow one's with discrimination quickly ignoring and denying any issues.

Most of the West is highly strung on individualism absorbed in our own matters. A very effective tool for production. But is this effective for community and acceptance? And, is this one of the reasons for discrimination toward mental health?

Mental health is a social issue, and it can begin very early in life - part genetic and part environmental. It is a choice to remain unaware and do nothing. It is a choice to ignore and deny mental health issues that effect more than 10 percent of the people globally. The "take a pill and everything will be fine" mentality is a way of putting these individuals to rest; or rather, it is a way for the larger public to fall asleep to these individuals so that no focus needs to be placed on them and no support would need to be given.

 

Expert Author Desiree Leigh Thompson

Not everyone has the ease of connecting to the emotion called joy. Many of us 'assume' that this emotion comes natural for all of us. I have done a bit of research into why a few of us have to work at this connection. For instance, many individuals who have post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) from war or have experienced other traumatic events which have ignited PTSD, such as rape, sexual abuse, natural disasters, physical injury, bullying, domestic violence, etc., have to make a concerted effort to work at feeling joy.

The emotion of joy does not arise within trauma victims when we have lost trust and confidence in life (or in others); and, the greater the loss, the deeper the scar. It's not to say that this emotion, called joy, cannot happen. It can occur; but, it takes conscious effort to feel it.

I watched a great interview, in Thompson Rivers University library, on an individual that had PTSD. It was a beautiful interview of a vulnerable Vietnam veteran that talked about his experience at war, and how he had to work through this stress disorder when he came back home to live with his wife and two children. What stood out the most for me was when he said that his greatest loss was the loss of his innocence. He can never get that back; and, it still brings tears to his eyes. Additionally, working at being happy or joyful was another. He said that many individuals take happiness for granted - moving in and out of the emotion with ease and believing that everyone else should be able to do the same. He said that it didn't work that way with someone that had PTSD, and that he had to, without a doubt, work at connecting with joy every day. When so many individuals have let him down, it's difficult to overcome this loss of trust.

In the end, this Vietnam veteran was able to pull through, and, at the same time, learn to experience joy; however, he continues to work at it. Some of his soldier friends could not pull through. This was something extremely difficult for him to talk about. He, now, has his Masters in Social Work and works with other post-traumatic stress disorder clients, not only war veterans but other trauma victims of rape and abuse.

 

Expert Author Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.

When Dr. McGee left my office to investigate a matter concerning Venus and Saturn, along with its moons, he left with me his memorandums on his research up to date on the issue he was putting together. Somehow I was not optimistic I'd not see him again in the flesh. I had no doubts he-as always-had discovered something, after he had denoted something about hand-axes made of flint 700,000-years ago found on a Norfolk beach, a recent axe made of basalt 49,000 years old, then referring to the first Sumerian King, A-lu-lim, 241,000 B.C., and the north and south poles being reversed by earth's magnetic invisible shield which seemingly took place 778,000-years ago, he called it: 'Planet Reversal' and then he went home, sat in chair, had heart attack and died. My old Army friend, and scientific comrade, just like that. The funeral took place in Alabama yesterday, and his manuscript, or memos he left behind for me to ponder on, a step into the mysterious cloud-enwrapped planet earth, as it was perhaps known to humanity or its inhabitants, per near a million years ago, information unattainable had he not left them with me.

As I started reading them in my office today after his funeral yesterday, a strange, outwardly unearthly world we had back in those far-off days, and so now I shall let Dr. McGee tell his own story in his own words as I read the manuscript, but a few pages long in its entire, to be his verbal scribe, the impersonality of my role being his explainer:

"They were dark haired people called 'black-heads' and spoke an agglutinative language, similar to the Ancient Turkish (Turanian). I do believe they came from another world, perhaps Venus, Saturn, or one of their moons, or one of the many 4000-planets now discovered by our interspace telescopes, searching the galaxies, especial the one hundred galaxies hidden behind the Milky Way, with their countless solar systems and planets:

"I found a map, purchased it, it was a redrawn map from around the 15th Century, which was a duplicate of a prior map I was told of a more ancient type. I traced the map back to King A-lu-lim, the first known Sumerian king, 241,000 B.C. His dynasty ruled five to six kingdoms, one being Antarctica. His region alone lasted 28,800-years, and his dynasty as I mentioned went back to, 241,000 B.C., thereafter onward. Until the second dynasty came into to play 24,510-years was its length, and the three or four or five dynasties thereafter, perhaps lasting 3000 to 3500-years a piece. It is safe to say, the Sumerian race goes back to perhaps 300,000-years or so, at which time, during this period the map was originally made. And on the map, Antarctica was a luscious green landmass.

"Now we must keep an open mind to this. One mystery leads to another, and things don't get solved unless another unsolved mystery appears, and so King A-lu-lim whom I believe had the map original made, and made at a distance above the earth, and prior to his coming to earth, perhaps from some spacecraft, since it is a view overlooking the globe.

"To make the story simpler to understand I am abandoning any formal phrases in physics, or clutches, and try to explain how this all came about in more or less modest way, but I must assume the King and his astronauts came from some planet, I choose Venus, although it very well could have been anywhere among the star planets. The King, perhaps the Captain of the spacecraft, was courageous in his own right, hacking his way through space, hesitate to leave any real data on his trip about his trip, other than the map, having to overthrow the known world of hybrid humanoids. Even avoiding to a certain degree their presence, perhaps using them for labor purposes, when need be.

"Prior to the King's arrival, about 778,000 B.C., another happening was in process, inside earth, and outside it, and around it. Earth's turbulent and invisible magnetic field and shield, was taking a reversal.

"As we know within earth's molten core, here fluid motions generate this field, some 3000 km beneath our feet. In a swirling opinion of liquid iron, this is what makes a compass do what a compass is supposed to do, and also creates the effects, as in the magnetism in rocks and ocean currents. As a result, we have this magnetic 'bubble' that protects us from space radiation, now weakening. Should it weaken excessively, north will become south and south, north! This very thing was taking place 780,000 B.C., slowly but surely, perhaps completed 250,000 B.C., which we can conclude Antarctica was green prior to this, whereupon, the Sumerians in its first eight kings, would have lived through this cycle change, of the mass magnetic field thinning at its midriff and reversing itself, changing the seasons in the south predominately and permanently, or at least until now, as it is changing once again.

"This change intensity, can be seen in the magnetic north, which is off more often than 400-miles any given day, and the geographical North, is never the same as the magnetic north as we know, and perchance think it should be. This all of course takes place in earth's liquid motion within her east-west fluctuation flow.

 

Expert Author Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.

The Martian Underworld
(The Great Tsunamis of Mars, 3.4 Billion B.C.) Part I of II

In the year 3.4-Billion B.C., the Demon of Mars had to go underground after the Great Tsunami took place. The Greatest Title wave that had ever existed or came to be known in Mars' solar system, triggered by an asteroid or comet strike into its ocean of water, it covered 750,000-square miles, the title-wave was 400-feet high. This wave energetic as it was, picked up sediments, to include massive boulders, and dumped them at high and low elevations, and cut new channels into the orbs surface, and caved in many of Mars' underground channels and passages. The areas known as Chryse Planitia and Arabia Terra, were badly hit, regions of Mars. And ever since, these new and some old passages, and dome like cavers have been home to the Mar-demon.

Moohtluv the Liege, came sometime thereafter, a life form from Venus, the last of his kind, for all of his species had been fossilized on Venus after a great catastrophe. Created, or born, 542-million B.C., in his first stage of life he was sea-dwelling, in some superficial form, and by the process of photosynthesis, and contact with certain bacteria, he had evolutionalzed out of this algae form to a higher form of organism, converted by sunlight and chemical energy, into a complex multi-cellular organism, by the grace of his creator. His kind, progressively grew endlessly if not killed by their own kind, from some black eldritch diabolic act, or a natural disaster. Likewise their complex civilization became extinct by some interstellar space atrocity, not so unlike the days of the dinosaurs on earth by an asteroid hit; and like Mars, where after its atrocity, lost its thin atmosphere, and high levels of oxygen. Consequently he found his way to Mars, and became Commander and Chief of the underground Mar-Demons, in their underground labyrinth, or dominion.

These demon were an ebon form of dark incubated evil, evil in secrecy even among themselves, and there were a million or more of them, -evil that is, until Moohtluv took command, and harnessed them like Solomon did in his day. Had you asked one, what his voice sounded like he would have said, like a Niagara thunder of water, had he ever been to Niagara Falls. And as it might be known, as in the days of the dinosaurs on earth, animals with long lifespans grow gigantic, and he Moohtluv, was all of that. In essence, he looked like a giant satanic salamander of 3000-pounds, with three faces, and two dimensional.
Light seemed to be provided within these underground cannels, that per near went to the liquid iron core of Mars by some form of radioactive minerals in the walls and ceilings. Moohtluv was not governed by what man knew of biological laws, but in and of a different atom and dimensional system. Had you been looking at him, he could have his body fade, and reappear, as if he was more projection, than substance. And in fear of him they, all the demon sought to woo him. They knew if he was making a humming noise, he was tranquil, if not, god forbid. His moods were governed by his monotone, or foreseen.

In his chamber lofty, of iron stone and rock, this monstrous being, more like a grotesque apparition, floating hanging in midair like a mechanical mirage, hovered over all that entered, but when he slept it was on the warm floor of the cavern.

Early one, Geon, an eerie disquieted Mar-demon, knew Moohtluv was supernatural, and did his tedious job of relaying his orders to the tribal demonic beings, of which there were several hundred clans, and became Moohtluv's number on servant. And the uncongenial work that needed to be done throughout the underground fortress, he insured it would be done.

To kill a ruthless being, you need to be more ruthless, Geon told his tribe of 1000-followers, and Moohtluv's power had stirred his imagination profoundly to devise a way to destroy him. For even though Moohtluv looked to be a mere hallucinatory image, he was not. On the other hand he had a super mundane, routine. This he figured would be his weakness.

By and large, Moohtluv was simply an envoy from a foreign planet, and long they had sought him out, but had favored him with their invitation to make peace among one another, but that inaction after so long became boring. And now their attempt at verbal communication was always to argue, and he and the rest of the clans never once, was allowed to do evil, over dominated another clan by Moohtluv, and not allowed to menace anyone, and that was for the Mar-demon, painful.

All creatures sleep, and almost without emotion or thought of any kind, Geon took this edge to its deepest point, thus while Moohtluv's breathing, while sleeping was a consonant humming of a deep sleep, not REM, he would make his play.

Moohtluv's floor was near the edge of the crust of Mars' underground lava pit, where it was very hot, and much movement or transit of magma shifted to and fro, Geon and his demonic force had sank huge rods into the floor, covered them with stone, when Moohtluv had visited the upper world of Mars on several trips to see the foreign sky, and whatever else, and thus giving Geon time to move in on his plan, and this evil dead he was to do that was to fill his evil eyes with a fury of boiling blood, once accomplished. Thus, he weirdly altered the strength of the floor of Moohtluv's room. This evening while Moohtluv slept on an inquisitively tessellated floor as he had for quite a long time, to which rods now were interlocked and sank and disappeared underneath, and into sockets that were part of the floor, which could become topless, or roofless by one jerk of an iron mechanism, and whatever was in the room would be filled with this lava, this was to be done.

And so, he pulled the lever, and the lava came pouring up, thick and heavy into the room, blusterous liquid, and ruby-red in color, and dissolving everything within the room and sweeping it away; hence, Geon jumped with glee at this gravitation of gigantic magma, and its movement. Geon had never dreamed it would work so perfectly, and so deliriously he went screaming down the hallway, he was the king of Mar-hell. And I cannot describe the physical discomfort of Moohtluv, but it was surly some optic torture to see: floating gradually down into and swimming in and through the lower part of Mars' lava, like a dead shadow, and surely he found himself in the grip of a nightmare, and there was no humming.

On the other hand, to Geon, Moohtluv was no more than some gigantic insect. Moreover, even Moohtluv, with his supernatural essence was powerless to such an assault. And now, Geon would become that luring menace of evil he was aching to be.

#5245/ 5-17 through 20-2016

Worlds Beyond

Martian,
Demon-ridden Times
(The Great Plains of Mars, 3 Billion B.C.) Part II of II

Geon. A demon amongst the demon of the underworld of Mars, known as Mar-demon amongst one another, was the culprit that killed Moohtluv the Liege, and not everyone liked what he had done, for Moohtluv kept law and order, and now all there was, was chaos. Geon was an alchemist, necromancer, astrologer, and between the death of Moohtluv, and this day on Mars, a half billion years later, he had ten arch-fiends as his students (apprentices), also he was ahead of a legion of bat-winged demon, within the underground kingdom.

It was said Geon, the worse of the lot, was born on a moonless midnight, and was transported from some other planet, other than Mars, through diabolic arts, his father being in bad health, indicating an early death, had send him to Mars; his father being an enchanting, lycanthropic demon (or werewolf of sorts) of black spells, and malice. Thus, like father, like son.

And within one of the several regions of the kingdom of the Mars underworld, were the reluctant race of succubus and incubus' in contradiction of Geon for his longtime prejudices in their sexual prowess, hence, in all their meetings they took liberty to scorn him. Several called on the Demon of Doom, to judge this demon whom was more hated than earth's antichrist. For eons he had a mesmeric persuasion over his students of a most brilliant promise, even stood by him up to this point. For the succubus' considered them his cult, and said he worked his spells on them to keep them in his cult.

And so was he judged this day to be vanished once and forevermore to the plains of Mars, and was made to dig his way up to its surface, twenty-five miles. He felt at times as he dug as if entombed. As for the underworld it was really their first banishment on Mars, to a Mar-demon, but to keep peace what is one demon amongst a million or two. They were indifferent not all that much different than the human race would be, whenever that would be. And yes, it was to Geon's dismay and horror he had to wander the plains of Mars of a few hundred years, until one day he tripped upon a brazen-bolted tomb, found in one of the trenches. Lo, the sun's rays were hot, had been hot, and was drying him up like a prune. But he said to himself, as any wise demon might say, "You play, you got to pay," and the penalty for his misdeeds were as we all know, the sun-scorched surface of Mars, forevermore; for even demons like a little comfort now and then, and the solar winds as often as they came were becoming a daily complaint for Geon-to himself, that is-and he now he was thinking of diabolic revenge and ravishment upon his fellow demon; nothing new for demons of course, but he was not one of those mustering-ground devils, he'd prefer the cooler dungeons of Mars' hell, its lava hot fire and brimstone and mephitic odors to what he was enduring, on the surface of Mars daily.

And so he thought day to day, night after moonless night, of his subterranean ex-friends, then without thinking-or perhaps with too much thinking on what his revenge would be-he took the shroud from the dead corpse from the tomb he had thrown it out of: torn and ragged, but a cover to a naked demon, was very much welcomed; an evil hissing as of a dozen serpents came from the shroud. He tried to strip the shroud off from his shoulders, but the cadaverous hissing turned quickly into a mass of serpents that folded around him like white on rice, in stone. Appalled at this vision he started his chanting of sonorous exorcism of the snakes-that did little good, that is to say, naught! And hence he fell backwards into the very tomb he had robbed as if taking the place of the dead corpse, slain eons ago, by none other than Moohtluv the Liege.

And there he lay, thinking the old saying, unable to move an inch, or a toe or a finger, just a blink of an eyelid: "What goes around comes around!"

#5248/ 5-22-2016

Worlds Beyond

The Martian,
Worm-serpent
(The Great Plains of Mars, 2.75 Billion B.C.) Part III of III

Whelp the Chief Dwarf, quite small for even being a dwarf, of Mars' underworld, had a most extravagant curiosity, and this is his story, as legend tells it, in the halls of Mars' hell, and by and large, he was the strongest of all the dwarfs; once a student of Moohtluv the Liege, and as diabolic as Geon, was one of the many dwarfs who, for fun the demonic dwarfs would play the game 'Who can enter the noise quicker!" Entering noises, those bloody nostrils of one another to see if they could possess the other, was a game unnamed that I actually named in lack of any suitable name, but a game all the same. And thus, each dwarf, Mar-demon watched the disappearance of his fellow mate, inch by inch.

The underworld had really little to nil, good pastimes, so they had to be really inventive, or creative. And Whelp the Dwarf, did exactly what his bully type character prescribed, he invented and if his fellow dwarf Mar-demon, didn't like it, he'd walloped them one good wallop, those he got frustrated with, that is. Next to Geon, he was a menace, and ahead of the clan of demon dwarfs, of which perhaps 10,000-existed, unrobed as the day is long, nude like the incubi, he was somewhat cabalistic in that he was similar to Geon in the occult manner. And thus he took over Geon's pupils and nurtured them in his moribund ways.

There remained an undeclared enigma for Whelp, that curiosity: "Was Geon still alive, in his entombment?" And the commonality between he and Geon, they both hated the demonic forces beyond their own races within the underworld.

He kept himself busy though with his arcane science and deep wizardry, his so called incubated evil. But still as for Geon, he could not shake off his disquietude. So he found himself above on the surface of Mars, one dreary day in the year 2.7 Billion B.C., (thereabouts; take or give a million or two).

And so now he searched for the tomb of Geon.

It should be pointed out, on Mars there are more brown twilights than those like normal earth sunsets and moonrises, twilights per se. He for his first time seen the grim and rugged landmass of Mars- "Hurray!" he said, as he took his first steps onto its surface. From where he stood, apart from the solar winds, there was no sign of occupation, as expected. Cautiously he peered over what was called: "The Somber Broad Valley" where Geon was supposed have been entombed. Whereupon he made his way down the sheer, and rough cliffs then once below he paused to recuperate his abating strength. He heard some baffling, and confused noises. Apart from the remote ambiguous noises and tapings, the day was locked in mortal stillness. Even the solar winds in the valley had stopped, it was as if he was trespassing, and the dead knew it and the planet was accommodating the dead; it was as if he was in a cloud of paralyzing evil, and it was slowly starting to hang over his head, unobserved. The silence was eerie, as if older than time.

It was well known in the underworld, once there lived a subhuman civilization on Planet Mars, and they had all perished in the valley he was now in, some say by a volcanic eruption, so it was in a way, forbidden ground, a graveyard of sorts. And now, Whelp the Dwarf heard the tapings louder and louder, with a more audible voice in the background, a muffled voice. Then he spotted Geon's tomb, it was his voice he heard. Now within sight, but at a distance, he saw his dark sooty fingers that hung out of the tomb, keeping himself well beyond the tomb's shadow, he walked made a sort of circuit around the tomb, he did not dare to step into its shadow for fear of being dragged into the tomb with Geon. Although as far as he could tell he and the tomb's occupant were the only ones about, no serpents or sub humans. Leaning against a fragment of a worn stone, he paused to concentrate on a clattering below his feet, crouching he put more weight on the surface, in one specific spot, and more weight on the worn stone he was leaning on, again it was his curiosity at work: the narrow ledge he was leaning on broke and its stone, and to his most astonishing dismay, the floor of the surface caved in, and there was a thousand wormlike snakes ten feet long, with big round heads and vampire teeth, and they were hungry, very hungry, whose details are barely speakable. But one thing I can say for sure, the old saying is true to its every letter: "Curiosity killed the cat," and in this case also the dwarf!"

 

Expert Author Dennis Siluk Dr.h.c.

In all of Seventh Hell, a morbid hyper
-natural habitat, human remnants
live with sluggish plant life,
sharing each other's parts in sub-animal
thought and activity-: with gull and boldness
in one heap of an anomalous horticulture
of turpitude, and iniquities.

All parts being ennui: forked with ears, and tongues,
Noses, thews, sways and boles; to an onlooker
this world would be thaumaturgy, for
its wondrous weirdness, beyond redemption.

Inside this pocketed loamy uninterred furrow,
in its oubliettes, devil like dwarfs do
their grafting of plant and corpse and even
live human organisms, assembling
fetus parts-sanguine-found in graves, purchased
at practicums, clinics; suture one to another,
amid repugnant odors, and ordure.

Deep in Seventh Hell, deep in its arcane
grotto, resides the Syrinx-the genii
of it all, once a river-nymph, changed into
a reed, and the reed into pieces of
decreasing lengths, fastened together with wax,
her skin incrustation of bark, her teeth
erudite and spiked, forked. Reptilian tongue.
Head like a fairy, wings like a bat-
seducer of the dwarfs, who suck the
yellowish-red Ichor-as if from the
old ones, the Titans, cursed into the plants,
taken out by forming incisions,
into human torsos or stems of a harsh wound!

Beneath this loamy pocket of earth the
demon dwarf lair in ennui, await the
new and immense emergence of the surface's
new diabolical age. The age of
seethed fear, pandemonium, of debauch
menaces, no longer halcyon, inimical
their hair tresses, just waiting, waiting... to
enter the surface, waiting ten-thousand
years. Their dwarf demonic eyes spin in orbits
of stooped pleasures to be, still ennui from
this halt, their muscles knotted up from the stoop
within their lair; yet all with demoniac steadfastness.

So, on they wait, the final long night, the
last hour, midway between cobra-like activation,
and a door closed behind them to drag in
humanity's muffled tribulation.

Arms hanging like apes, per near touching the
ground, waiting for man to sour with God and
for God's last wielding break, with humanity
as it is, thus, they are ready for their
victims. Those who have cursed God's will,
closed hearted, indifferent to man,
yet burden themselves with cats and dogs
and hold no emotions for their neighbors:
mongrels and mutts among men; for politicians
they have the rusty coffin-hinge, ready.

"They will fall like the falling of the gargoyles
from a cathedral" whispers the chief dwarf
fiend, to the incrustation barked Syrinx,
who will guide the dwarfs out of the fleapit
out of Seventh Hell's loam, for earth's doom.

And now she screams: "We come, we come with
our heated, and frenzied breath of crimson
hell,- out of our hell-born labyrinth!"
No longer bored, hesitated, or doubtful.
To slay or be slain, with waxing heat, growing!
An arboreal masquerade, of flesh and stem:
of demon and mythological goddess.
Human scions hid behind leafage, mantles.
They change shapes like instant deliriums.

The Syrinx's Un-decorous Demise

The Syrinx, with squandering horror to spill
upon the human race, her repulsive
hate to all of mankind's lot, she threatened
the world that would listen, her cruel with
exigency, to take the devil's pledge
of the mark of 666 (the mark of
he Beast, and Satan being that very
metamorphoses, -like to the Syrinx's
transubstantiation, or transgenic... )
save, should you not, only to be fated
by and by, to a hopeless life, and lack.

And she built for herself a ghoul-god temple.
In an idle saunter, she paced its marble
stone floors, held her rituals and worship: and
thus came the priesthood of dwarf-fiends whom
had introduced much gloom to mankind in
her name: the provider of provender of the
Titan gods, of long ago. Yet she too
was an impersonal force akin to the
elements, of the supernatural, cosmos;
thereby, subject to dark ebon ambiguities.

No one knew the manner of her evaporation;
feasibly her death, her execution-
Perchance, brought to an even lower order
of subterranean earth-entities,
by Satan for her temple blasphemies. And
thus fed, and lived, with the devourers dead.

It is not simply heresy, but true, not a mere
hieratic figment, that once you join Satan's
lot, he wants to rivals, and hence, the livid
Syrinx, must have forgotten, was disavowed
with satanic pious reprobation, by Lucifer.
She had formed no conscious plan, to make
haste but dared to reconnoiter its restraints
for want of habituated worship and fame.

Expert Author Susan Leigh
Many people feel stressed about their work situation. they'll feel undervalued, frustrated at the shortage of appreciation or opportunity to progress but trapped because of their personal circumstances. many people complain at feeling increasingly as if they're on a treadmill. They feel capable of achieving much more in their career, if only that that that they had the prospect . Let's inspect sort of the possible options in these situations.

It's important to feel useful and satisfied in your work. most of the people spend longer at work than anywhere else. the reality is, some people are more ambitious than others. Not everyone wants to be a director or senior executive and a few of individuals are content to undertake to to an equivalent tasks day in, day out. Respecting each person's circumstances in important.

Some ways to strengthen your work situation:

- plan to commit fully to your present role. many people complain about work, say that they might wish to go away and retire or do something else but are trapped by the necessity for a daily income. folks that do leave their jobs often find that they soon replace one occupation with another. they'll start a replacement business, undergo training, volunteer, but many people find it important to fill their days with activity.

- Appreciate the particular incontrovertible fact that you merely simply are fortunate enough to possess employment , have work that keeps you occupied, gives you a task in life. This attitude can turn a negative viewpoint into a more positive way of thinking. Starting now, be the sole you'll be , whether you're sweeping roads or doing operation . This mindset encourages how of pride and satisfaction in your daily efforts and accomplishments.

- Acknowledge that employment provides quite income. It provides a structure to your days, gives a reason to urge up within the morning, have a shower, be smart and presentable. many people value the social element of their job, the interaction with others and camaraderie, the team dynamic.

- Take responsibility for improving your situation. Is there potential for training, changing your role, a chance for more responsibility, perhaps the prospect of a secondment elsewhere. If your company offers staff appraisals tell your manager that you simply simply simply need a tougher role, are keen to develop and improve. albeit there are not any immediate opportunities a minimum of you've indicated your willingness to progress.

- If you've no choice but to continue in your present work situation why not inspect the opposite areas of your life and ensure that they supply stimulation and satisfaction. Perhaps plan to interesting hobbies like amateur dramatics, set physical challenges or join a sport that needs a daily commitment to training, offer to assist a charity. other ways of finding commitment and satisfaction can ease a but positive work situation.

By taking responsibility and making positive changes you begin to feel more on top of things and fewer quite a hamster running on a wheel. Positive action and mindset provides a way better approach to improving yourself and your life. Having fun and fulfillment in some areas of your life helps to scale back the frustration felt in other areas. As a result you become a happier person, everyone benefits and your quality of life is enhanced. Why not plan to making those improvements?
Expert Author William A. Edwards
No one is more concerned about the security and security of individuals than me. i'm an ex-Marine who guarded Ed Koch when he was mayor of latest York City while he was in office. I even have also been responsible of the private security for a whole Queens, NYC, neighborhood with an outsized shopping area and thousands of residents. During that point i used to be ready to reduce crime and cut car thefts to a fraction of what they were before I arrived. More importantly, I kept my family safe over the years from any and every one threats. With seven children to seem then was never a simple task for my wife and that i . If I could do all those things I can only hope you'll take the recommendation I now offer to you which of them can help to guard you from terrorist attacks and other dangers.

Whether it's a carefully organized and strategically attack or simply the work of some loner ideologue, any successful surprise attack depends on the element of surprise to achieve success . That leaves all folks susceptible to the whims of those terrorists unless we discover a cave to measure in. Since staying in one place or avoiding public areas on a daily basis isn't a sensible option for many people, we've to try to to subsequent neatest thing . We must prepare ourselves and choose beforehand what to try to to if the worst happens. i think that both the safest and, equally, most dangerous people within the world are those that plan ahead and choose how they're going to react to situations before they occur.

A U.S. Government official recently said that it's impossible to intercept or stop every terrorist threat against U.S. Citizens both reception and abroad. I accept as true with that assessment that creates it all the more important to be vigilant and have an idea from the instant you exit of your home to the second you come back . a part of that plan means you ought to always remember of your environment. Travel with friends or relatives whenever possible, especially if you propose on bringing younger children or disabled persons with you. Plan your outings carefully, tell a loved one or close friend to call you while you're out and after you come back . Be safety smart inside your vehicle: Keep the windows closed, the doors locked and make all of your vehicle entries and exists as quickly as possible.

If you've got been grocery shopping load your vehicle ahead of the shop or ask an employee to accompany you and have them wait until you're finished loading your purchases into your vehicle before they leave. If you attend the mall never park quite fifty feet faraway from a primary entrance area albeit you've got to attend a short time for a spot. When going out in the dark cash in of valet parking when it's available or choose well lit areas with many other cars and other people nearby that are on the brink of the doorway you propose to use to whatever place you're going. for instance , most crimes of opportunity happen because criminals search for individual people that visit places like health spas, malls, convenient stores and entertainment venues late within the dark or early in the morning.

When you head out keep your eyes and ears open. search for people or vehicles that appear out of place. If someone you are doing not know approaches you stop them in their tracks by telling them during a loud and clear voice that you simply don't know them, value your personal space and can't help them with whatever question or problem they need while they're a minimum of six feet faraway from you. Yea, it's rude, but it also might prevent from being car jacked, kidnapped or worst. Always appear confident, avoid smiling at strangers and keep a generally stern look on your face. Executives are taught this trick everywhere the planet which explains why many of them often appear as if they're angry call at public.

When you visit any public place like a sports/entertainment venue, mall, store, restaurant, theater, airport or maybe a faculty or library, search for easy exit points and make a attention of them. Sit near exits and avoid situations where you'll be forced to climb over people to urge call at a rush . Given the recent movies attacks, i like to recommend that folks avoid crowded show times and sit at the top of aisles near exits. If you hear gun fire afar off, head within the other way and obtain out of wherever you're . Find a neighborhood of complete safety which suggests an area faraway from and locked faraway from the difficulty . you'll always follow conventional wisdom by expecting enforcement officers to arrive and instruct you or attempt to hide, but which may get you killed. Equally important, never stay in a neighborhood after an event because most sophisticated attackers plant secondary devices or plan after attacks to require advantage of the false sense of security that exists after an event ends.

If you've got children teach them the simplest thanks to get out of their school during a hurry just in case of a fireplace , explosion or attack. that would mean using an open window, fire escape , kitchen or shop area door or dock to urge out. Avoid gathering places like crowded classrooms, libraries, administration offices or lunch rooms which attackers are likely to focus on first. Teach them to always "run faraway from the trouble" and head within the other way . Once they're out tell children to as get distant from the varsity property as they will before they call you. Identify safe areas with access to land line phones that exist nearby your child's school. expecting emergency services directions is probably going a requirement for teenagers in Kindergarten, but children in class and on up can probably save their own lives by getting out and doing it quickly. it's a touch known incontrovertible fact that most police agencies have an idea of action for college attack incidents that keep their personnel from actually getting into and confronting attackers until they will make certain of their own safety.

When an attack breaks call at a crowded public area and you are feeling there's no great way to urge out fast or safely, fall to the bottom exactly where you're and play dead. make certain anyone with you does an equivalent . albeit people attempt to pick you up or check on you, remain still and appear lifeless until the attack has been neutralized by enforcement or others. If you're surrounded by bloodied victims, wipe some on your head in order that it's visible to attackers. most of the people that panic or fail to urge down on the bottom in those situations risk being shot or hit with shrapnel. Hiding could be an error in such situations because attackers will search for people trying to flee or find places to cover . Again, it's all about deciding how you'll react to any unsafe situation beforehand .

When it involves travel we are beat the hands of these who run the planes, buses and trains. Sitting in safer areas just like the back of a plane, rear cars of a train or near any entrance or window that's not right ahead of a bus is usually an honest idea. Travel light and keep the essentials on your person (passports, money, identification). If something happens during your trip having cash, cards and that i .d. are often an enormous help after the very fact . Never board a plane, bus or train if you are feeling there's a threat. you'll identify threats by noticing people that seem distracted, nervous, over determined to board or are wearing outfits that don't match or appear odd for things (Good clothes, bad shoes; Clothing that's not weather appropriate as if they know they're going to not got to worry about being hot or cold; People wearing clothes with home stitching or who seem to be favoring a pocket or other area on their person as if they're hiding something).

Should you leave and buy a weapon if you are doing not have one? Probably not, especially if you've got little or no training on the way to use in in emergency situations. That sort of training means tons quite just learning the way to shoot at a gun range. If you are doing carry a weapon make certain that each one applicable laws make it available for your use. for instance , you would possibly sleep in a area where you've got to stay your weapon unloaded in your vehicle and have the ammunition stored or locked faraway from the weapon. That neutralizes the weapon and makes it about useless in an emergency situation. That weapon would be better fitted to protection within the home as long because it is safely stored faraway from children or folks that aren't qualified or ready to use it.

You can always arm yourself with items like tear gas, a stun baton or a Taser designed to be used by civilians. Even everyday items like umbrellas, large belt buckles, legal pocket knives and box cutters can quickly become defensive weapons. These can all be helpful, but require relatively close contact with a perpetrator to be effective. Remember, your brain remains your best defensive weapon against any surprise attack or potential threat. Be aware, plan ahead and lookout . Never attempt to be a hero unless you've got the talents or tools to try to to the work . Trying to save lots of somebody else may get you killed.

Always teach your family or those you hang with to remain on the brink of you while you're out. If they need to travel to a different a part of a building or area, confirm you set an emergency forum like your car or another place out of the zone which is usually several hundred or thousand feet faraway from where you're . Always get out FAST. If you bike to a location, never attempt to use the bike to urge away during a hurry if it's locked up. The few seconds it takes you to unlock a motorcycle can cause you to a target for those looking to try to to the maximum amount damage as they will . Moving targets are harder to hit than you think that , so perpetrators will always search for people that are standing still or moving slowly.

Dogs are often a terrific weapon to use against potential human threats. this is often very true if you happen to possess an easily trainable, loyal and enormous animal sort of a German shepherd . Just the looks of a dog like which will often concern an attacker enough to avoid you as a target. If you'll afford it, variety of fantastic training programs and security dog companies offer animals that are carefully trained and exist to stay you safe. However, even a dog as small as a Chihuahua can daunt intruders or maybe attackers with their loud bark and sometimes fierce stance. Whatever you select to insure your safety, always make certain it includes using your own sense and willingness to plan ahead before you arm yourself with anything .