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Yeah. Around 2000 I pulled a load oit of upper Vermont to right outside of DC. Large round rolls of something highly secure. When I arrived at this incognito paper plant I was told by security that I couldn’t leave my truck for any reason whatsoever about a half hour later i realized that I had to use the bathroom really bad so I got out and searched for the building entrance to find the bathroom I started walking behind a forklift and several sets of automatic opening doors. As they were approached by the forklift they opened, so I kept following. The environment went from dirty to hospital clean after three sets of doors. One inside i found the restroom inside the employee break room. After I cane out j was getting a coffee from the machine and was rushed by two armed security officers all upset and wondering how I got inside. After I wax thrown out of the building and given the B.O.L. , I noticed that the consignee was Federal Government- B.E.P. It tool me awhile to realize that i was hauling the special paper that currency is printed on. The trailer was secured by two titanium lock bolts with engraved serial numbers. I was given a separate envelope of paperwork to give to any law enforcement if I was pulled over.

Neighbors Called His Tunnel Home Insane — Until It Beat −35°F Winter

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Beefy Tater Tot Casserole

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Beefy TaterTot Casserole

Ingredients

  • 1 pound ground beef
  • 1 cup chopped onion
  • 2 (10 ounce) cans cream of chicken-mushroom soup (or 1 can each cream of chicken and cream of mushroom)
  • 1 to 1 1/2 cups sour cream
  • 1 (16 ounce) package frozen Tater Tots
  • Salt and pepper to taste

Instructions

  1. Brown ground beef with onion in skillet, stirring until crumble; drain.
  2. Mix soup with sour cream. Mix in beef mixture.
  3. Place in casserole and top with Tater Tots.
  4. Bake at 350 degrees F for about 30 minutes or until bubbly and Tater Tots are golden brown.
  5. Serve with salad and rolls.

Notes

I usually add grated Cheddar cheese, to taste, to the beef and soup mixture.

Star Trek TNG – Time Disturbed | Clip

Star Trek The Next Generation: Timescape | S6E25

Captain Picard, Counselor Troi, Chief Engineer La Forge, and Lt. Commander Data are on a runabout, returning to the Enterprise from a conference. As they near the ship, they encounter pockets of temporal disruptions that have very peculiar effects and could be lethal if they pass through them.

How To Go Back

Written in response to: Center your story around a person who believes they’re the last human on Earth.

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Max Sinclair

Speculative Science Fiction Horror

Two years ago, I stared into the eyes of a little dead girl. She was sprawled on some highway, deep in what used to be the Midwest, her dead, fermenting eyes staring past me, and up, up, up, into the sun-bleached sky.They didn’t leave many bodies behind when they left. Didn’t want to find skeletons when they came back, I assume. Her skin was dark and leathery. There was a hole growing in her cheek. Blue tendrils came twirling out of the rotted, bony mass, with those little orange tips. I wished they were green; I miss the trees, the grass. The closest thing to nature are the dead bodies with the synthetic viruses, eating themselves towards the clouds; puny, fingernail scratches on deep blue skin.She might’ve been dead for three months, six at a stretch. The first thing I felt when I saw her was excitement. She was the closest thing I’d seen to another person in six years. My father’s body had been more pristine, less infected by the now, a perfect conservation of the then. There was only the tight, red little hole in his temple; the pool of dark, sticky blood pooling around bits of his brain, staring at me like a sick, foaming, red-furred dog. His eyes were stained red by blood, and they sat uncomfortably in their sockets, dislodged by the force of a bullet tearing it all up behind them. He was smiling, a slash of red teeth, red eyes popping. I half-expected them to flick towards me, half-expected the revolver, still lying loosely in his palm, to fire a matching shot through my own temple. I was relieved when he killed himself, as I was when I saw the dark hole in that little girl’s cheek. I took the gun, I took his shoes, I turned around and I left. As I reached the crest of the yellow hill, I looked back at him, lying like roadkill on the highway, in the dead, yellow grass, our truck lying upside-down, smoking, a few feet away. I wiped blood from my forehead and I pressed on, the sun belching like a toad white bubble of heat that burst around me periodically. There was a similar gunshot in the little girl’s calf that poked out from her purple nightgown. It was the nightgown that made me vomit. I heaved onto the tarmac. I heaved and I heaved. She was so young. The same age as me, probably, when I left my father’s corpse to rot in the fat, white sun that turned the sky grey from its heat.It happened in the night, I thought, sitting on the tarmac, staring at the little dead girl. There were faint, sun-baked faint tyre marks on the road. She had Gone, I thought. So young. She died, seething with red-hot pain, alone in the inky night, not an inkling of who she once might’ve been. The sun was rising, the sky was losing her blue. The pile of vomit to my side would begin to cook soon, like a stinking goose egg in a frying pan. I stood up. I looked at her once more, a China doll, cracked up and fading in the sun; I turned my head back to the road, the tarmac melting into a black puddle on the horizon.It had been the last wink of winter, that day. Or what would’ve been winter. My diary says so: March third. It’s almost definitely wrong- the last time I was really sure of the day, the month, the year: I was nine. The day the school caught fire and burned down. The village burned for a week; the school was first, a black plume into the purply-grey midday sky. The grass was already threadbare, yellow; the buildings were lazy, wooden shacks, standing crooked; haphazard, peeling rows like a pile of matches. It’s difficult to build, gather materials- do anything at all- when you swelter all day under a rock, or in a shack, waiting for the Midnight Hours. The village burned and then Grandma picked up Bleach on the exodus, and soon everybody was Gone, my father on his way. That day, after seeing the dead girl, I had collected enough gas and food to wait out the summer in the Caves. They were damp, dripping places if you went down far enough. It stank of rotted bodies, those who had starved or Gone, but it was cool, it was dark, it was safer than third degree burns and snarling tumours all summer long.I remember, I’d left it so late that I knew to stop driving and lie in the grass under the car- I usually passed out from the heat after an hour or so. When the sun was lower in the sky, orange and red, the sky green and pink, I poured water over myself, guzzled it through my cracked, bleeding lips. And then I drove and I drove. I’d left it so late, so dangerously late, that towards the end of the journey they started appearing in the sky. Small, black dots at first, but they got bigger. Their ships. Full of, I don’t know. Probably scientists in grey coats. Watching. Waiting for everything to die so they could start again. They’re nothing but black pebbles in the sunset to me, and they disappear in the safety of the night. Black pebbles, no windows, no movement, no noise. They’ve no exhaust fumes, no visible sign of life. They just float calmly in the sky, black beads, watching as Earth eats itself like a coyote starving in the desert, picking at its own ribcage for morsels of its fleshy stomach; a stomach long gone. That little dead girl was a premonition, I suppose. It had been a silent, dissociative half-decade of white, silent heat. Each year dripped onto my lips like the last of the water in the hip flask I dangle, now, as I speak, above my head.I should’ve been gone for the Caves days ago. I stand on the roof of a gas station. It’s midday, the sky is clear and grey. The yellow-brown plains sprawl outwards, forever on all sides; the highway cuts a black line down the middle. There’s the occasional lone ranger, a telephone post in the distance, the hollow carcass of a tree. It’s silent. So, so silent. Silence as deafening as a red sea, crashing down on my shoulders and burrowing into my dry, blistered throat. There’s blood leaking from the blisters in my cheeks; it starts to boil, slowly, etching teary burns down my chin, down my neck. I don’t feel it. I don’t feel anything. I’m a pair of eyes. I forgot the Cave long ago. I’ve been waiting for this day. The last day of winter, the last wink. I hold my arms outstretched. From somewhere far away, much bluer and greener, much louder, if I squint, I can feel them burn like an old photograph on the campfire. The sensation starts to feel like rain, cold and relieving.I Bleached myself intentionally. I went to one of the rotted bodies deep in the Caves: a man. In the torchlight, his eyes were milky and half closed, his mouth slack. There was a bottle of something that had rolled away from his right hand. There were foamy remnants on his lips. He reminded me of my little brother, Geoffrey. Maybe if he had grown up in the green and blue world, then, he would have looked like that. I kissed his forehead. I began to forget not long after. It was sweet; it was like falling slowly asleep. From this nightmare. This fucking nightmare, I hear myself scream, from far away, in the blue and green. I start to turn away now, as my legs begin to give out on the roof of the gas station. I can feel Nothing holding out his hand. The blistered now is a universe away. Just before I turn, and walk down the hill, the rain pouring onto my neck, blurring my vision into a sweet, comfortable grey, expansive, eternal grey, I see that little dead girl, lying on the highway, sprawled out on the scorched Earth.I smile as I slip away; I smile at her red, unblinking eyes.

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They shit themselves about everything, all the time. Naked child on a beach? It’ll get kidnapped and shagged. Someone changing on a beach under a towel? Lord preserve us, I just saw the hint of a nipple/ball/cock/minge.. everyone is going to get aroused and start shagging. A woman breastfeeding her child.. heaven help us, a man may see a breast and get aroused and everyone will start shagging.

I saw on here not long ago a young man worrying that if he wore swimming attire people would realise he owned a penis.

Someone walks 100 metres from a hotel to a restaurant. Two cars and a police van stop to ask if that person is ok and ask why they’re walking. That person was me, gentle reader.

Think that swearing is the end of the world.

All of this fretting and worrying and angst from a country that is the largest consumer of porn per capita and who think it’s normal to take guns to the shop. Think it’s normal to buy guns from a supermarket.

Messed up bunch of fuckers.

TOP FEMALE “BLOWING AUTO PILOT” Reactions! Airplane Movie Reaction

Are the US Navy’s nuclear powered Ford-class and Nimitz-class aircraft carriers hindered by needing escort at all times by oil powered destroyers, cruisers, and supply ships that need relatively frequent refueling?

No, not in practice.

And here’s why: Relatively frequent refueling.

It’s the “relative” part that gets you. Relative to what?

A Burke class destroyer has enough fuel onboard to go full power for seven or eight days without refueling. That’s not “frequent” by my calculations.

Remember that in a high operations tempo (i.e. you are flying the planes, dropping bombs, etc.) the carrier will need replenishment also. It will require JP5 for the planes, munitions, fresh food, etc… So, setting up a tempo that allows for underway replenishment (unrep) every four or five days isn’t “relatively frequent.” It’s just the normal tempo of a CSG underway.

Also keep in mind that an CVN can refuel their escorts in a pinch:

That’s actually a JDF Destroyer, but you get the idea.

So, what you do is invest in a fleet of these bad boys:

Supply-class fast combat support ship – Wikipedia

Yes, sir. That there is the USNS Supply. The most creatively named ship in the US Navy.

“So, what we gonna call the new supply ship?”

“Sorry, did you say supply?”

“Gotcha. USNS Supply it is.”

“Wait.”

If you have enough logistics capacity, you can simply resupply your fleet underway wherever you want. This means that your non-nuclear escorts have “infinite” range. That’s not really true, but they’re not limited by fuel. Not in actual practice.

To be clear, the reason why US carriers are all nuclear is not because of range. It’s because of efficiency and packaging. In order to power the MASSIVE diesel engines required for a ship of that size, the ships would need to carry an equally MASSIVE amount of fuel to power them. In a CVN, this saved space can be used for storing JP5 or other stores. The nuclear propulsion gives the ship the power and electrical generating capacity it needs to do its mission. Range isn’t the primary driver.

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Col 28-Book 503 – The Cluckaneer’s Code (A Tale of Pirate Etiquette, Waxing the Plank, and the Most Glamorous Breadbox in Farm History)

Ah, dear reader—prepare your monocle, slick back your feathers, and adjust your eyepatch (drawn in charcoal, optional but highly recommended). Today’s story does not begin with a quack, a snort, or even a kazoo blast.
It begins with a squawk.
A crisp, commanding, pirate-approved YARRR-HONK!”

So hoist the mainsail, polish your plunder, and step boldly—preferably in platform sneakers—into The Cluckaneer’s Code.


Act I: The Raft of Many Rules

It began, as all great mutinies do, on a Tuesday—golden, still, humming with the lazy buzz of bees and the distant snore-squeak of Porkchop mid-nap.

Captain Cluckbeard stood atop the Grotto-Glider (still on three legs), eye patch askew, tail feather tucked behind one ear like a quill, addressing his “crew”:

  • Squawk, first mate (a nervous black hen with a clipboard)
  • Pluck, quartermaster (a chick who carried a single, suspiciously smooth pebble in a velvet pouch)
  • The Valley Chicks—Tiffany, Brittany, and Amber-Louise III—drawn by the promise of adventure (and potential glitter opportunities).

Avast, me hearties! Today marks the maiden voyage of the S.S. Barnacle II—and with it, the sacred Cluckaneer’s Code!”
He unfurled a scroll—written in beet juice and sealed with a wax stamp shaped like a very serious rooster.

The Code, read aloud:

1. No glitter on the poop deck!
2. Parrot impersonations require prior approval (and a signed release from Doris).
3. Treasure must be at least 60% metaphorical.
4. Walk the plank ONLY after proper footwear inspection.

Tiffany gasped.

“Omg. It’s, like, so structured.”
“Structured! Structured!” echoed Ditto—who’d rigged the mainsail with disco balls.


Act II: Wax the Plank? Walk the Plank?

Disaster struck on the third lap.

Cluckbeard, testing the “Walk the Plank” protocol, pointed his cutlass (a bent spoon) at the raft’s sole plank—a weathered board salvaged from Handy Hank’s “Spaghetti Canoe Incident.”

Brittany—you’re up, lass! Walk the plank!”

Brittany blinked.

“Wait—wax the plank?”
“Wax! Wax!” echoed Ditto—who’d already produced a bottle of “Moonbeam Gloss™” (courtesy of Chef Remy’s “Cosmic Spa Line”).

Before Cluckbeard could correct her—
SPLISH-SPLASH-GLIMMER!

The Valley Chicks descended—sponges, towels, and glitter buffer in paw—and gave the plank a full spa treatment:

  • Exfoliation (cornmeal scrub)
  • Hydration (lavender-infused slop mist)
  • Shine (biodegradable glitter just under the “poop deck” line—technically compliant)

The plank now gleamed—golden, smooth, and slightly sticky.
Cluckbeard stared.

By me barnacles… it’s beautiful.”
“Beautiful! Beautiful!”


Act III: The Breadbox Brig

Just as the crew prepared to test the waxed plank, Squawk tried to demonstrate “Treasure Inspection Protocol.”

He lifted the lid of the “Chest of Infinite Riches” (a repurposed breadbox, labeled “Gold Doubloons (Mostly Crumbs)”).

“Behold—the spoils of the high cornfield!”

He leaned in—too far.
The lid snapped shut.

CLUNK.

Squawk was trapped—wings splayed, beak pressed to the glass, eyes wide with bureaucratic horror.

“I’ve been… filed!”
“Filed! Filed!” echoed Ditto—who tried to echo through the glass, resulting in a muffled “Mmmph! Mmmph!”

Pluck offered the pebble.

“It’s… rare?”
Cluckbeard tried to pry the lid with his cutlass.
Stand fast, Squawk! I’ll breach the brig!”
But the latch—a bent paperclip, secured with a gumdrop—would not yield.

Then—Tiffany had a vision.

“What if… we treat it like a facial?”
She applied warm slop compresses to the latch.
Brittany hummed a soothing lullaby (“Bread is Life, Bread is Light”).
Amber-Louise III gently massaged the hinges.

CLICK.

The lid popped open.
Squawk tumbled out—dusted in flour, calmer, and deeply moisturized.

“Next time,” she whispered, “I’ll file Form 7B: Pre-Plunder Wellness Protocol.”
“Protocol! Protocol!”


The Moral of the Story

That evening, as fireflies rose and the farm hummed in C-sharp, Sir Whiskerton addressed the animals—not from the roof, but from the waxed plank, now repurposed as a sunbeam lounger.

“The moral of the story, dear reader, is this:
Tradition isn’t about rigidity—it’s about rhythm. And sometimes, the best way to honor a code is to interpret it with kindness, creativity, and just a little bit of spa-grade glitter.
Cluckbeard didn’t need obedience. He needed collaborators. The Valley Chicks didn’t need rules. They needed a canvas. And Squawk? She didn’t need rescuing. She needed a facial.
So go ahead. Walk the plank. Wax the plank. File Form 7B.
The sea is wide.
The raft is sturdy.
And the treasure?
Always metaphorical.*”

Doris dabbed her eyes.

“A maritime metaphor! I can’t bear it!”
“Bear it! Bear it!”

And Cluckbeard?
He pinned the pebble to his chest—next to the glitter buffer—and raised a toast:

To the crew who turned mutiny into manicures!”
Manicures! Manicures!” echoed the raft—now gleaming, joyful, and very, very sparkly.


Post-Credit Scene

Later, Chef Remy unveiled his newest invention:

Pirate’s Parfait™”
(Layers: crushed cornbread “gold,” slop “amber,” glitter “foam.” Served in a breadbox.)

Mr. Ducky bought the rights:

Now with 200% more mutiny!”

And on the barn wall—still faintly glowing—
a new sign, in Ditto’s careful paw-print:

Cluckaneer Code, Amendment 1:
Spa Days Are Mandatory.
(Glitter: 10% max. On poop deck: 0%.)”

(Footnote: “—D.D.”)

Outside—the wind hummed.
The stars twinkled.
And somewhere, faint on the breeze—

YARRR-HONK… buff…* shine *… ahoy.


Jingle on. 🏴‍☠️✨🐾
(Or, in barnyard buccaneer: Wax… plank… glitter … arrr.)

The End.

Given Up

Written in response to: Center your story around a person who believes they’re the last human on Earth.

Ghost Writer

Fiction Drama

“It has been eighteen months since my last traveling companion was speared through the chest by a white tail deer. I told him to wait before tracking an injured animal when hunting with a bow. He didn’t listen and the deer charged him, pinning him right up against a tree. I followed the boy’s scream through the woods. I knew he had to be injured, but I wasn’t expecting him to be gored by a deer. He was lying against the tree, coughing up pink, frothy blood with terror and shock in his eyes, blood pouring profusely from his wounds. There was nothing I could do for him. He was going to die. We both knew it. If bullets hadn’t been a thing of the past, I would have put the boy out of his misery. The best I could do was hold his hand and stay with him until he passed on. Watching someone die is an emotional experience, but by that point in my life, it was what it was. I left his body where it lay and tracked down the deer.“He was the last person I have seen alive in the last twenty-three months, since the day my wife died from an infected cut on her leg. He was a teenaged boy who lost his parents to starvation. He was wandering the desolate landscape trying to stay alive for the sake of staying alive. I guess that was all we were doing together, but it was better than doing it alone. A year and a half of solitude is a long time. A stimulating conversation to remind me that I’m more than an animal driven by the instinct to survive would be wildly welcomed, laughter and the warmth of comradery even more so.“I could very well be the last man alive. I have no way of knowing for sure. I’ve traveled the U.S. extensively, looking for others, hoping for a small community wanting to repopulate the nation and reestablish a functional society. I’ve sent out radio messages at every radio station I’ve come across. I’ve sent out word on trucker call boxes across the country. Neither have yet to result in a response. Yet here I am on old KLSK Flagstaff, Arizona, putting out the word that I am here, as I have been for two days now, trying to reach someone, anyone. So, if you are in the area, and you happen to be listening, stop by. Say hi. I have whiskey. Now, for my listening pleasure, here is Linkin Park with Given Up.”Charlie calls up the heavy-hitting song and hits play. He slaps the mic, and it swivels out of his face. As guitar riffs flood the room, he grabs his whiskey and pushes away from the desk, rolling to the other side of the room, crashing into the cabinets behind him. He lunges to his feet and pours the whiskey straight down his throat, a trick he learned in college during his beer bong days. He begins kicking over and throwing everything not nailed down, screaming along with the vocals. As the song comes to an end, Charlie hurls the desk chair through the sound engineer’s window, glass shattering everywhere. He stands there looking at the destruction he caused with a smile, breathing heavily. Slowly his countenance fades.For a moment he felt better, but the release of pent-up anger was fleeting. Now he just feels sad, depressed, fatigued. He takes a long chug off the bottle of whiskey and moves over to the window, glass crunching beneath his boots. He pulls a large chunk of glass from the window frame and examines it closely, as if he’s trying to unlock the mystery of its composition. Without taking his eyes off the piece of glass, he backs up to the desk and climbs up on it, sitting with his legs crossed. He sits his bottle of whiskey down and grabs the mic. Switching back to on air, Charlie begins to speak.“After the bombs were dropped and millions of lives were extinguished, I thought I was lucky. I thought I was even luckier to avoid the fallout and radiation sickness. I felt lucky to have survived the cannibals and the gangs that emerged when food, water, and manufactured goods became scarce. Even as the love of my life lay next to me dying, I felt lucky that it was her and not me. How horrible is that? A better man would have been willing to trade places with her. All I could think about was that I didn’t want that suffering, I didn’t want to die. I thought, better her than me. Isn’t that terrible?”Was I truly lucky though? Almost two years later and do I feel lucky? No, I no longer feel so lucky. I feel I have been set up by some higher being for some sort of sadistic punishment that I can no longer bear, fated to walk this desolate world alone.”Charlie pauses and takes a swig of whiskey. He looks at the piece of glass again. He looks away and thinks for a moment. Then he continues to speak.“Even the simplest organisms strive to survive, if for any reason to reproduce. I don’t even have that motivation anymore. Why didn’t my wife and I do that? Why didn’t we just settle down and have children? At first, there were some remnants of society left, a society we didn’t see fit to raise a child in. I guess we felt it necessary to find a place where child rearing was less dangerous. I don’t know. What I do know is that the thought of the responsibility of repopulating the Earth falling squarely on our shoulders was the farthest thing from our minds. Now, with her passing, it is too late. I could keep going, but to what ends,” Charlie says, once again looking at the piece of glass in his hand.“I’ve been wandering the world for too long. Hunger and thirst are my companions. Exhaustion is my closest friend. Death nips at my heels with every step I take. I feel I’m just prolonging the inevitable,” he says, as he calls up Green Day’s Good Riddance and hits play. He takes one final swig of whiskey for courage. He puts the glass on his wrist and closes his eyes. A loud knock comes from the studio’s back exit. Charlie opens his eyes.

·

Watched a co-worker get fired for stealing from her own “company”.

The store I worked at had a bank of coin operated vending machines; candy, small toys, stickers, etc. On her first day she got dropped off by her husband and realized later that she’d forgotten her lunch and her purse in his car.

So, being the actual owner of the vending machines inside the store, she got her keys and raided a few of them for some candy to at least get her through the rest of her shift.

Manager caught her and fired her on the spot. Wouldn’t even listen to “reason” Theft was theft, even if it wasn’t the store’s property, whether she had a key or not or any other kind of proof that she and her husband owned and operated these machines all over town.

Worker was then banned from the store for a period of three years, meaning she couldn’t even come into the store to fill the machines. Manager was pissed when husband showed up to remove them.

For a more personal story, I got fired the first day of a job for listening to “devil music” while on my break and reading “inappropriate materials” in the break-room. I was listening to Marilyn Manson (with headphones) and reading The Satanic Bible, manager was a hard-ass Baptist and her husband was a minister and even though I explained that it was school-work (the book anyways really was, the music, not so much) and that technically firing me for reading that book was religious discrimination, she was willing to take the chance.

Beefy Cheesy Casserole

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Beefy Cheesy Casserole

Yield: 12 servings

Ingredients

  • 1 pound ground beef
  • 1 (28 ounce) can tomatoes
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 2 teaspoons honey
  • 2 teaspoons salt
  • Black pepper
  • 1/2 teaspoon Tabasco sauce
  • 1 bay leaf
  • 1 package egg noodles, cooked
  • 1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese
  • 6 green onions, chopped
  • 1 cup sour cream
  • 2 cups grated Cheddar cheese

Instructions

  1. Brown beef over medium heat. Drain fat.
  2. Add garlic to skillet and cook until soft.
  3. Add tomatoes, honey, salt, pepper, bay leaf and Tabasco. Lower the heat to simmer for 30 minutes.
  4. Combine the cooked noodles with the cream cheese, green onions and sour cream.
  5. Grease a 13 x 9 x 2 inch pan and alternately layer noodle mixture, tomato mixture and grated cheese, ending with the cheese on top.
  6. Bake covered, in a preheated 350 degrees F oven, for 30 minutes or until heated through and bubbly.

Notes

You can freeze this before or after baking.

The fact that China despite being poor and weak was able to survive and resist Japan was literally the reason why Japan attacked Pearl Harbor.

Of all the Allies, China actually fought the longest, for fourteen long years. It had no industry to arm and supply its millions of soldiers, nor did they had the money to pay them. Japan ruled the skies, and their warships patrol China’s rivers from the Yangtze to the Pearl River.

And yet, China survived, its armies, greatly inferior they were compared to the enemy or any of its worldwide contemporaries, remained intact, victorious even.

While they have lost the battles at Shanghai, Nanjing and Wuhan, the Chinese then won battles at Taierzhuang, Wanjialing, Shanggao, and three times at Changsha. Mao’s Communists for their part undertook their own offensive involving hundred guerrilla regiments, destroying railroads and attacking behind enemy lines, further negatively impacting Japan’s invasion.

Their failing invasion of China, initially successful at first, has drained Japan’s resources for little to no gain. Worse, Western nations now refused to trade with them and provide them with the needed resources, such as scrap metal and oil. If Japan will not have these resources, not only their invasion would come to a stop, they might also be driven out of the country altogether. After all, the Chinese themselves have already did two successful all-out offensives entirely on their own: the Winter Offensive which made minor gains while also defeating Japanese forces in Henan and Suiyuan provinces, and the aforementioned Communist Hundred Regiments’ Offensive that degraded the ability of the Japanese to supply their forces in the field.

So Japan’s leaders were like “give us what we need and let us trade with you or we attack you” and when America refused, they then attacked Pearl Harbor. The Japanese thought that the Americans would simply give in to their demands, but no. They blundered themselves into fighting a multi-front war while still dealing with their bogged-down invasion of China.

During the closing months of the war, the Chinese are now actively engaged on a grand offensive aimed to wipe out the Japanese occupants and liberate the occupied territory. Two atom bombs dropped in the Japanese mainland that forced their emperor to announce surrender stopped them from continuing their offensive, as the invading Japanese forces surrendered en masse to the Chinese army anyway.

Chinese officers inspecting a surrendered Japanese unit before herding them to a prisoner of war camp, September 1945.

By the war’s end in 1945, China, having survived and remained in the field for 14 years, emerged as the strongest nation in Asia.

See also: Choysakanto’s answer to What did the CCP do during WW2? I’ve heard that the KMT did most of the fighting against the Japanese while the CCP conserved their forces while waging a guerra war.

19-Year-Old Runs into Her Home During Traffic Stop, Ends Badly

On April 26th, 2025, officers conducted a traffic stop on a vehicle when the driver suddenly ran into her home. This footage is of the events that followed

(repost) Disco Weener-Beaner Haven; How the focus on an Intention Campaign objective affects the timing of acquiring your desires. (duplicate)

An “intention campaign” is a method of prayer that allows a person to alter their reality so that they can achieve and manifest their desires.

This technique has many different elements and is is all well-founded within quantum physics, though most physicists have no idea that the reality can be displayed in the way that I describe. Even those that follow the Everett Postulate of the MWI still try to reconcile their theory with their physical observation. That’s a hybrid of Newtonian Physics and Quantum physics. It does not work that way.

Thoughts cause immediate changes to our physical world.

Immediate.

And so…

If you can control your thoughts, you can control your life.

In this post, we will discuss techniques that will allow you to add complexity to your Intention Campaign without having to endure a long period of time waiting for your goals to manifest. This are advanced techniques and should NOT be used by anyone who is a “newbe” to this type of prayer and objective attainment process.

Quick Review

The theory is quite simple really.

Every fraction of a moment is a world-line. Our consciousness hops in and out of world-lines at a rate of 4 Hz. (plus or minus depending on the person), and the world-line that we enter is a function of our thoughts. Well, actually, added on to the previous train of thoughts. We can navigate through this reality by controlling our thoughts. And if we concentrate and direct our thoughts, we can make our wildest dreams come true.

This concentration of thought is known as an “Intention Campaign”, or a “Prayer Campaign”.

The farther away your dreams are, the more world-lines that you will need to pass through to get to it. So at a speed of 4Hz, it might take a while. A “while” might take a long stretch of time. Think in terms of many months or years.

The longest time period for me, so far, in all my Affirmation Campaigns is a little over three years. The shortest time period has been a matter of weeks. It all depends on many factors.

But simpler Intention Campaigns will be relatively quick. So if you want to have things manifest in your life relatively quickly (say within the year), you simply keep the affirmations “general”, “simple”, and “uncluttered” with details.

And this is what I advise everyone to do.

It’s the difference between;

  • I have a pizza.

Or…

  • I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.

The far simpler Intention will manifest sooner than that of the more detailed intention.

It’s like this…

A standard affirmation campaign map that shows the path of a well defined and very detailed goal.
A standard affirmation campaign map that shows the path of a well defined and very detailed goal. Each point on the grid is a “highest probability” world-line, and topographical height is a measure of personal stress or discomfort.

In the map above you can plainly see that it will take numerous world-lines to obtain your goal. And it will be obtained. It’s just that you have a very precise and detailed goal in mind and you do not want any mistakes, of if there are mistakes, to keep them as minimized as possible.

In general, the more precise and accurate your overall objective is, the smaller the point )in red color above) would be. And yes, the longer it would take to reach that point.

So…

Here’s some techniques that you can use to change the time (it takes) to obtain these goals and objectives…

This first technique is the one that I recommend for all newbes, and for everyone that doesn’t want to get “hot and heavy” with the “ins and outs” of Intention Generation.

[1] Be intentionally vague about your objective.

Here, instead of being precise, you permit the vagueness of your intention campaign to reduce the amount of time required to attain your goal.

Thus, you can obtain your goal in a far shorter time. In the example above, instead of wanting all the specifics related to pizza, all you want is a very simple statement.

  • I have a pizza.

And the map would look something like this…

This is a vague campaign map. It shows that there are many ways for you to obtain your goals, and A, B, and C all meet your goal criteria, with A being the shortest and quickest path. Note also that the path is shorter than that for a more precise goal objective.
This is a vague campaign map. It shows that there are many ways for you to obtain your goals, and A, B, and C all meet your goal criteria, with A being the shortest and quickest path. Note also that the path is shorter than that for a more precise goal objective.

[2] Place specific affirmations in regards to the manifestation of events along the route.

Here is a different technique.

Here, we add (additional) specific intention phrases. We do this to control the selection of the map route involved. In short, we state that we do actually want the ultimate goal objective, but that we specifically want simpler and smaller sub-goals to manifest earlier.

I have A, but B, C and D will occur first.

In this case, let’s suppose that we still want that super-dooper deluxe pizza scenario…

  • I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.

However, we don’t want to wait a few years to have it manifest. And we do know that it might take years. So we add a few lines stating that our ultimate goal is, but that we are willing to have interim minor goals happen before the ultimate goal.

  • I have an ultimate goal where I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • However, before that event happens, I will have pizza every week.

And as a result, your Intention Campaign map might look something a little like this one…

In this option, you can have both precise in imprecise goals and objectives listed in your prayer affirmation intention campaign. You just simply need to place the timing involved in context during your campaign.
In this option, you can have both precise in imprecise goals and objectives listed in your prayer affirmation intention campaign. You just simply need to place the timing involved in context during your campaign.

Notice that in this method, objectives A, and B will occur before your ultimate objective C.

Thus the time to reach A is far less than to reach C.

[3] Define the target goal to be open-ended or of binary complexity.

Of course, most people will have multiple desires in an intention campaign. And this greatly adds complexity to the effort.

Here, instead of one particular goal in mind, you have multiple goals.

With the intention of obtaining one of the goals first, and then altering the subsequent intention campaign prayers as needed to achieve the realization of the final goal.

Here you specify the timing of your objectives.

In other words, you can have multiple goals in the same intention campaign. They do not need to be complimentary. Which (might cause some confusion in your life; read “potential turmoil”), but could very well result in a situation that you would like manifesting sooner than what might otherwise occur.

As in this example…

  • I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • I have a chicken, tomato, and tuna pizza with extra sauce and no cheese. It is New York style and served with a pitcher of beer.

It would look something like this… which could be good or bad depending on your point of view.

Neither goal 1 or goal 2 would manifest, instead something else would occur.

The most important thing is to realize that neither goal 1 or goal 2 would be realized. Instead something else might manifest, Maybe you’d get this instead of either goal 1 or goal 2…

  • I have a chicken, mushroom, hamburger pizza that is Detroit style and served with warm coke-cola.

Your eventual realized objective would be something in between your other goals. Which means that neither goal would manifest. So, you need to add further affirmations to help navigate this reality.

Binary complexity makes the target goal very “fuzzy”. It becomes imprecise and that might or might not be what you desire. To compensate for this “fuzziness” you need to add some logic. Or in the word of electrical engineers, “fuzzy logic”…

  • Goal 1; I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • Goal 2; I have a chicken, tomato, and tuna pizza with extra sauce and no cheese. It is New York style and served with a pitcher of beer.
  • Goal 1 will occur before goal 2.

And this logic will look like this…

An intention campaign that has binary goals that are dissimilar and that uses "Fuzzy Logic" to set the direction in the campaign.
An intention campaign that has binary goals that are dissimilar and that uses “Fuzzy Logic” to set the direction in the campaign.

And while this solution will most certainly straighten out the confusion in regards to your affirmation campaign, it will have other unintended consequences.

You see, one detailed goal will mess up with a second one, then what about long lists of fifty or one hundred affirmations? What then? Well, your realized intentions will be all over the place. And thus…

It might appear that nothing is actually getting accomplished. You will just be all over the place and while certain goals will be obtained, others will not, or at best be confused. You will not really be sure if your intention is working or not.

As you might just be hopping from one goal to the other. So the best way to handle this is to put qualifiers and associations with your goals…

You will need to have some kind of reassurance that you are “on track”. This is some way, some feedback, that will tell you that things are proceeding properly. You know, like signs along the road.

  • Goal 1; I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • Goal 2; I have a chicken, tomato, and tuna pizza with extra sauce and no cheese. It is New York style and served with a pitcher of beer.
  • Goal 1 will occur before goal 2.
  • Before the realization of either goal 1 or goal 2 I will have pizza every week.
  • I will have “signposts” that will confirm to me that my affirmations are in process and that things are going to schedule.
  • Signposts 1 through 3 will occur before both goal 1 and goal 2.
  • Signpost 1 is that I will discover a delicious pizza restaurant within five minutes drive to my house.
  • Signpost 2 is that I will meet an attractive owner of a pizza parlor.
  • Signpost 3 is that I will try a new type of pizza that I have never tried before.

It might look something like this…

The use of "signposts" help establish the direction that the path will take. Some people like this level of control. I personally advise against it.
The use of “signposts” help establish the direction that the path will take. Some people like this level of control. I personally advise against it.

What all this does is establish that you can obtain binary goals of different objectives with a generalized over-riding goal that you can obtain far earlier than either of the first two goals individually. Further, you can map the path out to act as a double check to see if you are on the “proper path”.

Yet, the problem still exists.

How to [1] reduce the amount of time to implement a set of (potentially) conflicting goals, while [2] decreasing the time to manifest the intention, and at the same time [3] knowing that you are “on track” per your affirmation campaign.

Because if you look at the map directly above, you will see that while the goals can indeed be realized, it is questionable that they are actually going to be realized in a shorter amount of time. You will still need to travel through “X” number of world-lines to reach goal 1 and then another “Y” number of world-lines to reach goal 2.

The key then, is NOT being overly specific with the world line mapping, but rather layout the targets and put in specific affirmation commands that allow versatility to accomplish your goals in a timely manner.

  • Do not specify the objective timing; goal 1 before goal 2.
  • You specify timing as an objective in itself; Goal 1 in one year.

[4] Make timing one of the affirmation objectives.

In this case, you will make the timing of when you have the objective realized part of the affirmation.

This is tricky, as almost all affirmation campaigns get complex really, really fast when you start defining timing. For what you are doing is saying…

Instead of passing through 50,000 world-lines to meet goal 1, We would pass through 200 world-lines.

Which means, boys and girls, that you might well end up going through world-lines that you might not want to experience. These are world-lines that might not be comfortable for you or your family to experience.

And that could easily become dangerous.

So, using the above examples, here is what the affirmation campaign would look like..

  • I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • I accomplish this goal within fifteen months.

Now, of course, in order to utilize this technique, you would actually alter the topographic map that you would need to traverse. You would force some slides to make it happen.

This is NOT for the squeamish.

This technique specifies a timing requirement as an objective. As such it purposely limits the number of world-lines that can be traversed. Thus, it inadvertently sets forth a slide to another topographical map. This could well be very dangerous.
This technique specifies a timing requirement as an objective. As such it purposely limits the number of world-lines that can be traversed. Thus, it inadvertently sets forth a slide to another topographical map. This could well be very dangerous.

Slides and topographical world-line mapping

Now, in order to explain this, I need to get involved in what a “slide” is.

In short, a “slide” is a forced switch to another world-line that resides upon a completely different world-line topography map than what you have been assigned to (or selected) at birth. When I was in MAJestic, this was a big part of my life. I was sliding all over the place, and some of the world-lines were really, really strange.

Forcing a slide is not all that difficult to do.

You just define the number of world-lines that you need to traverse to obtain a goal. You can say either [1] I will pass through XXXXXX world-lines to achieve my goal, or [2] I will achieve my goal in YYY days, months and years. Your consciousness will head just like an arrow to the new command.

And that might be a “bumpy ride” for you to experience. Or, maybe, yes, probably WILL be. Most certainly, it will be something different than what your consciousness “signed up for” when it took on your body. That’s for certain.

Now this entire procedure and process opens up an entire “can of worms”.

  • What is a slide and how does it differ from a normal world-line movement?
  • What is an assigned topography world-line map?
  • How you can slide in between different topography maps, and how you can tell that you are doing it?
  • Can affirmation campaigns be speeded up or slowed down using slides and topography maps?
  • Can a person “cheat death” by altering their assigned topography map?

Yes, I know that it is confusing.

What? Did you think that the use of intention affirmation campaigns was all “that simple”? It is, but it involves and understanding to the reality universe that is beyond most people. Sorry, but that is the way it is.

So, here’s the “executive summary”…

  • When consciousness selects a body to be birthed in, it also selects the world-line topographical map.
  • This topographical map is the boundaries of the “highs” and “lows” of a given lifetime for a given person.
  • It limits a path that the consciousness can travel upon to obtain experiences. There is a degree of freedom that one has, but the situation and environment limits movement. (A hamburger is available to purchase, but your wallet only has a few pennies in it.)
  • It is, preordained, by the soul in conjunction with other entities in the Heavenly realms. Fate.
  • It sets forth the highest probability of life-experiences that a given consciousness will experience. Fate.
  • In general, most people do not control their thoughts. The environment that surrounds the body controls the thoughts. Thus, a soul can pretty much predict the kind of life that a person would experience on this earth in this particular body.
  • However, if you can control your thoughts, you can navigate the world-line topography. Free-will. (Free will occur when you control your thoughts. Failure to do so results in a roller-coaster ride of fate.)
  • By specifying topography criteria, you can slide into other world-line topographical maps. This greatly expands the ability of what you will experience and how your consciousness would learn through this lifetime.
  • Like an infinite number of world-lines, there is a near infinite number of topographical maps that one can jump to.

If you all want, I can get involved in this subject in more detail. As it is tied to my role in anchoring the world-line clustering. But, let’s not get too sidetracked right now. Ok?

Simple and safe slides

I think that the best of all worlds, for an advanced user is to carefully and gingerly utilize slides with very broad and wide-scoped affirmation goals.

What this means is that you would define the topographical map profile, then allow yourself to slide onto this strange new world-line map, and obtain your goals and objectives that way.

In order to do this, then you would need to be very, very, very careful on how to specify the intention campaign, as well as trying to keep your goals defined and simple. You can handle it this way…

[5] Use slides to change the topographical profile map of world-lines

The key in this technique is a very careful application of commands that will control the implementation of slides.

You must add navigation commands to your affirmations.

As in this example..

  • I have a mushroom, bacon, hamburger pizza, with extra cheese, Chicago style, with anchovies, and pineapple chunks. I have it served inside of a genuine Chicago deep-pan-pizza restaurant served to me with a bottle of imported French wine and with a trio of singers singing opera at my table.
  • I use world-line slides to accelerate the implementation of these affirmations.
  • The slides only come into use whenever they can [1] reduce the time to obtain the affirmation realization within my physical reality, and [2] they do not cause me any discomfort or trouble.

And it will look something like this…

New topographical world-lines might have your goals realized sooner by the very nature of the difference in topography.
New topographical world-lines might have your goals realized sooner by the very nature of the difference in topography.

Now doing this will come with unintended consequences.

The most notable and the most significant is that you will no longer be restricted to the birth-assigned world-line topography map. You will actually assigning your consciousness “free will” to fully navigate the MWI free of the fated restrictions of your birth world-line topography.

This is good and bad.

As the purpose of our consciousness in a given world-line (starting point), in regards to a topographic map, is to obtain experiences, if your intention campaign is too “relaxed” and “too comfortable”, you will be lax in gaining experiences. So this is not something that your soul desires. You thus, you can well expect to have unique experiences from which your soul can grow from…

Experiences generate thoughts. Thoughts create quanta associations, and help build the soul.

So, it could result in some really funky world-lines. Like (for instance) world-lines that has Gene Simmons still dancing to the beat, or where socks with toes are commonplace, or where (Heaven forbid) pineapple on pizza is mandated by law. You never can know…

Engaging in any affirmation campaign that utilizes slides WILL see an acceleration in changes outside of your life. Suddenly there might be fashions that seem odd to you, or that ways and styles of food will be different, or that habits or group behaviors will be uncomfortable for you. That is what happens in slides and it is normal.

Which brings me to the…

Disco Weener Beaner Haven

There was a cult movie back in the 1990’s. I can’t seem to be able to find it. But it revolves around this bank heist where the robbers escape to Mexico to hide out in a Mexican town.

This community is rather strange with all sorts of unique and unusual people in it. Indeed, both Grace Jones and Dennis Hopper make cameo appearances in it.

This is a movie where they love their coffee. And throughout the movie elements of a 1960’s coffee commercial is played to emphasize the strangeness of it all.

In the movie is a character that sells hot dogs in a cart. The name of his “establishment” is the Disco Weaner Beaner haven, and he has a little jingle that he sings to this end. Oh, and he’s a minor character. I think he gets shot and dies.

It doesn’t matter.

In the movie, a trio of bank robbers escape to this town, and suddenly find themselves surrounded by a host of really strange people. yet, at the same time everything is “normal” but decidedly twisted. And the point of this is exactly this…

  • Their life remains normal.
  • The lives of those around them are really strange.

When you accept that your consciousness is willing to perform slides to alter the world-line reality, you agree to “go off the rails” and use free-will to navigate the world-line topography outside of the topography that you were born into. This is a BIG STEP, and not to be taken lightly.

You will still be able to control your existence, and your life, but the surrounding world might start to look rather strange, and over a period of time, as the slides become more and more pronounced, you might be surprised in what is the “accepted norm” for the society that surrounds you.

Personally, I see this as a very great and effective way to really expand your quantum envelope for soul growth.

But, if you are not careful, you might find yourself in all sorts of situations that you might find uncomfortable.

Conclusion

Here we discuss some advanced techniques to shorten the time to implement some of your verbal affirmations within a prayer campaign. The most effective method, is also the most dangerous. Here you accept to use slides to move off your at-birth assigned world-line topography map. As such you close off the fated life that you had assigned yourself, and accept a free-for-all free-will life with all the dangers that it might entail.

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