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Back in 2012 I dared to question Giorgio Tsoukalos, and he had a meltdown. Here is that meltdown.

First, it started with a manual retweet:

  RT @Tsoukalos: I don’t “believe” a thing. I KNOW. “Belief” requires faith. – But doesn’t knowledge require proof?

— Rogue Xenomorph (@Vodstok) July 12, 2012

He immediately flipped his porcupine-like lid

So I belligerently asked a rude question

@Tsoukalos

Earlier today I made a comment about wanting to drink until the new year, and of course, being an open recovering alcoholic, that scared a bunch of people. Here’s where that comes from: I was abused and neglected a great deal as a kid. I drank to cope, and for a long time, it worked. This year has been the worst. After getting divorced and driving 2700 miles from anything I’ve ever known, I…

#NaNoWriMo2016 – 5 – From The Well

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#NaNoWriMo2016 – 3- Escape

What’s going on? My head hurts. Jim pushed the button, didn’t he? Damn it! We told him the field was too unstable. We could have reproduced it tomorrow with more magnets in place to stabilize it, but he was in a rush. What the hell am I doing on the floor? God, this grating is cold. I can’t see. Where are my glasses? Oh, they’re on my face. Jesus, it’s bright in here. Wait, that’s not light. Is…

Don’s Lonely Demise

Don flinched every time there was a bang on the door. It wouldn’t last too long; he and his late wife lived in a single-wide trailer and the doors were little more than corrugated cardboard with wood laminate on them. He could see it bending under each blow, the screws and hinges loosening every time. He glanced into the mirror propped up on the wall nearby. He looked like hell: his hair was a…

#NaNoWriMo2016 – 1 – The Dome

Tom stood staring at the large white dome a hundred feet away, bored senseless. He let out a deep sigh. He knew the people inside were doing fascinating things, and heard rumors about everything from experiments in quantum entanglement with atoms on the far side of the universe to attempts to reach other planes of existence. It sounded amazing. Unfortunately for him, he was a security guard and…

There aren’t many animals you can cook whole in the average oven. Fewer still that aren’t just some poor vermin that got stuck in there. Here’s how I cook a whole chicken and it is REALLY good. You need: A whole chicken Salt Pepper Sage (dry and fresh) Rosemary (dry and fresh) Thyme (dry and fresh) Garlic powder 1/4 cup mayo & olive oil total, mixed (or room temperature butter) 1 whole bulb of…

Roast Chicken & Vegetable Soup

I’m a big fan of long, drawn out cooking, yet not a huge fan of crock pots because I’m difficult. I used a roast chicken (recipe coming, I’ll link it later) for this, but you can use a rotisserie chicken if you want to skip the heavy lifting yourself. You need the following: A pot A strainer (or colander if you don’t have one, but they’re cheap and useful, so I recommend getting one) A chicken (I…

What Depression Feels Like

Imagine a beautiful sunset. The clouds are a bright fiery orange, the sky is purple instead of blue and the sun is cherry red on the horizon. It’s so pretty it hurts. It’s the kind of natural wonder that makes people happy to be alive and thinking, because they got to experience it and then remember it. Maybe you take a picture with your phone so you can relive it. Depression means you only…

Ascension Chapter 2: A Rude Awakening

The world was quiet. Too quiet. There were sounds, but they were muted, tinny. Morpho tried to sit up, but her head was still swimming. A wave of nausea swept over her. Whatever poison had taken her down was still in her system. She tried standing again; this time she managed to get to her knees before she once again was overwhelmed by waves of nausea. This time she wasn’t able to hold down her…

Ascension Chapter 1: Ambush

Vildree was moping. She sat in a snarl of overgrown herb plants on a hill, her arms crossed over her chest. Every few seconds she’d blow upward with a huff. A single strand of slightly curling auburn hair kept falling into her face blocking her left eye. She was annoyed enough by it to try and move it but not enough to actually lift a hand to do so. She didn’t want to sit and wait while the…

Ascension Prelude Part 2: Power Hungry

His throne was set atop the peak of a great mountain. He sat upon it, day and night glowering at the lands below him. Rivers of molten rock poured from great gargoyles carved into the sides of his volcanic perch, spewing from their mouths like glowing drool from ravenous, hellish beasts. The basalt throne neatly plugged the cone of the volcano, forcing its magma through the open mouths of the…

I’ve managed to hurt and lose everyone i care about so this will be my last post or anywhere. I’m sorry everyone.   I’m not in danger, but it’s not safe to know me.  

Ascension Prelude: The War Of The Gods

The world of Fhina had been crafted by the gods. No one knew where they came from before the world’s inception, and if the gods knew, they never spoke of it. They worked together, every god, to create a world based on the principles of balance, with equal parts dedicated to good, neutral and evil. As long as equilibrium was maintained, there was no true conflict. Evil empires rose and fell, as…