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What is peace?

Many people mistakenly criticize the notion of meditation and the peace spoken of in traditions such as Buddhism. The only way they can imagine being free from emotions and thoughts is by imagining their absence. Thus they arrive at the conclusion that this is something robot-like and therefore undesirable. However, peace is not the absence of emotion or thought, just as the sky is not the absence of weather. Rather, the sky is the place where the weather happens. 

This is why peace is different than all other transient emotions. Peace is the space in which all other emotions play, coming and going. In other words, peace is the mood or flavor of awareness. Awareness and Peace are one thing, like the wetness and fluidity of liquid water. 

But if this is so, if we are awareness always then why don’t we know endless peace always in our moment-to-moment experience? The best answer is that peace is something very subtle. This makes it easily forgotten in the tumultuous noise of our mental/emotional experiences.

It is like the illusion of this cup. 

We are used to treating a white background like empty space and the black object as something solid. So on first glance, it appears like a simple cup. But if you shift your focus, you will see that it is also another way. The black coloring making up the cup is empty space and the white space is actually two faces gazing upon one another. 

The subtlety of peace is like that. It’s always there but in a way we have been unaccustomed to noticing. Now contemplate the ramifications of this confusion. 

If the objects seem solid and the space seems empty or non-existent, then you will inevitably fixate on the objects. This is how we unconsciously wind up identifying with transient thoughts, emotions, and images that aren’t actually our ever-present and eternal Being. That is also how the ego comes into play.

When we can’t feel who we are, the peaceful Being of awareness from the inside out, then we look to the objects of our perception to tell us who we are. Such is the foundation of the ego, the falsely derived sense of self.  

By practicing meditation, you aren’t trying to get rid of the objects; you aren’t trying to get rid of the thoughts and emotions. Because while that can be a peaceful experience, it doesn’t free you from the confusion associated with their presence.

As you become more aware of yourself as the space of peace in which emotions and thoughts appear and disappear, then it is like the shift occurring with the optical illusion. Suddenly the objects appear less real, less solid, while your own existence is known to be more substantial.

When you know through experience that you are more real than anything you experience, this creates a tremendous amount of freedom and liberates much energy once wasted by our confused way of relating to the mind-body. 

This is how one can begin to live the true meaning of peace.

LY

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ACNH Hardcore Rules

Beginning

Switch time is set to January 1st, 2000

Can reroll island layout/starter villagers

Tents cannot be placed on top of weeds, rocks or trees

Villagers

Can only give one villager a wrapped gift a day

Can only send three villagers a letter w/ an item every other day

If someone asks to leave, you must let them go

Flip a coin to determine if you can ask a campsite visitor to move in

At least two housing plots (besides the two starters) must be auto filled

Daily

If the following tasks are not completed before 5AM, delete island save data

If the following tasks are completed before 5AM, you may time travel one day forward

Purchase at least two things from Nook's Cranny (and Able Sisters')

Craft and sell a hot item

Visit the Nook Stop and complete at least 5 Nook Miles+ tasks

Participate in daily stretching

Talk to at least two villagers and complete all available side-quests (such as fleas, illness or delivering a gift)

Complete visiting NPC quests

Pick up washed up DIY bottle

Collect all available resources (weeds, rocks, trees, bamboo, crops and flowers)

Bury 10,000 bells in a glowing spot

Post a note on the bulletin board

I recommend chopping down all of the trees on the island and replanting (they take three days to grow to maturity, plus one if a fruit tree) to avoid burnout

Dodo Airlines

Maximum of three secret island trips per day

You can only visit another player's island via local play

Economy

All new bugs, fish, sea creatures, fossils, and art must be donated (you can only sell duplicates)

Only Flick can purchase bugs, CJ fish, and Leif weeds. Raw materials, DIY and identified fossils can be sold to Nook's Cranny, but everything else (crops, fruit, event forage, shells, flowers and etcetera) must be sold via deposit box

You can only have four three-by-three plots of crops (excess must be used to build a community garden where the produce is then wrapped and gifted to villagers in excess of the aforementioned once a day limit)

Turnips can only be purchased from another player's Daisy Mae, but you must return to your own island to sell

No use of the Custom Design Portal

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Clouds of the Milky Way

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#first impressions #full of shit #full of rage #full of grace #cool as hell #meeting people #bpd vent

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I hope you all receive good news this week that makes your heart feel a little lighter & your dreams more within reach

#feel good #vibes #good news #dreams

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#hyper independence #autism problems #adhd problems #bpd vent #memes

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Hi,

It’s you friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:

I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.

That is my anti-permission.

Thank you for your attention.

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People are so dismissive of substance withdrawal and how severe detox can be. I think it’s a very individualist “pull yourself up rub some dirt in it get over it” attitude, which on a smaller scale leads to people avoiding seeking professional medical help when they need it and on a larger scale leads to less support (like funding) for withdrawal treatment services, so people can’t access that assistance even if they want it

Detox isn’t just painful, it can be deadly (especially from alcohol). Withdrawal symptoms can literally kill—seizures, DTs, rhabdo, dehydration, mental health issues. If there was less stigma about seeking medical treatment in the first place, it would save lives AND an incalculable amount of suffering that people experience when they try to manage withdrawal on their own

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It was December of 1996 when Karen Lips turned up the first bodies—and finally felt an ember of hope. As a graduate student working in the muggy forests of Central America, she’d noticed that an as-yet-unnamed culprit had been stripping the area of its frogs. Regions that had once rung with a chorus of croaks were silent and still, but no one had found the carcasses that could speak to a cause. With those finally in hand, “I remember thinking, Wow, this might actually be helpful,” Lips told me. Surely, data would beget a solution; surely, the frogs’ declines would now be reversed.

More than 25 years later, Lips has felt much of that early spark of hope fizzle and flame out. Scientists did indeed go on to identify the amphibian-killing pathogen: the fungus Batrachochytrium dendrobatidis, or Bd for short. But Bd has not been stopped. Instead, it has spread to every continent where frogs and their close cousins are found. “If you pick up an amphibian here in the U.S., on average you have a 50 percent chance of picking up one that’s infected with Bd,” said Lips, who now runs her own lab at the University of Maryland. Eradication is no longer possible; the fungus has established itself in too many animals, in too many places. Lips sometimes imagines the planet coated in a layer of fungus that grows back when poked, prodded, or torn. “I’m not sure I have optimism,” she told me, not anymore.

Bd is the paragon of a pandemic. It has been described as perhaps the most devastating disease the world has ever recorded, in terms of its species scope and death toll. A pathogen that wriggles inside amphibian skin cells and causes fatal heart attacks, the fungus is estimated to have contributed to the decline of about 500 amphibian species, about 90 of which have been driven to extinction; more are expected to follow, sending ripples through countless food webs. Bd is also, outside of tight circles of amphibian enthusiasts, little known, and barely addressed. For the network of researchers who have devoted decades of their lives to combatting it, hope has long been hard to keep alive. And in the past three years, as another outbreak—this one, a plague of humans—erupted into public consciousness, their prospects for success have felt even dimmer.

Bd wasn’t always thought of as a permanent planetary scourge. When scientists first began to study the pathogen, “it was not looked at as a hardy organism,” Lips told me. Several antifungals, including a drug called itraconazole, can easily wipe it out in test tubes; so can potent chemicals released by multiple species of bacteria, including some that naturally reside on certain amphibians’ skin. Researchers actually have to fight to keep the finicky fungus growing in the lab: Even small perturbations in temperature or salt content are enough to nuke it, forcing scientists to start their cultures over from scratch. “We used to joke about how easy it was to kill,” Lips said.

Out in the wild, though, Bd rapidly proved itself to be far more formidable. Some research suggests that the fungus can linger in the environment for days or weeks, awaiting its next host; it is a fast evolver, too, with the ability to essentially “add or kick out chromosomes at will,” says Trent Garner, a biologist at the Zoological Society of London and University College London. The range of animals it can trouble is also staggeringly large: The fungus seems to be able to infect just about any of the 8,000-plus species of amphibians it encounters, transmitting directly through skin-to-skin contact, or by releasing sperm-shaped spores into water. It’s hardy; it’s ubiquitous; it’s impossible to permanently purge. Boot it out of one population, and it just moves into the next.

Researchers, having acknowledged that Bd’s threat will never completely dissipate, still try their best to mitigate its harms. Antifungals work, at least in limited contexts: About a decade ago, a team of scientists led by Garner used them (along with disinfectants) to eliminate Bd from several ponds in Majorca, Spain. Some researchers are also experimenting with probiotics that can be slathered onto amphibians like “a topical yogurt” to imbue their skin with fungus-fighting bugs, says Molly Bletz, a disease ecologist and conservation biologist at UMass Boston who’s working on one such intervention. Other scientists are looking into Bd-focused vaccines, or selective breeding in captivity—even engineered genetic tweaks—that could make certain species less vulnerable to disease. Some researchers are trying to mobilize amphibians out of Bd-infested areas; chauffeur them into fungus-free havens; or seed their habitats with crustacean micropredators, such as water fleas, that might snarf Bd down.

The tricky thing with all of these tempering tactics, though, is that they’re ultra-laborious—with little guarantee that the effects will last. In zoos, frogs that are cleared of Bd with drugs get “reinfected all the time,” Lips told me. And that’s after researchers “treat them all,” a proportion that would be infeasible in the wild. The looming specter of fungal evolution also keeps herpetologists up at night. Obed Hernández-Gómez, an evolutionary ecologist at Dominican University, in California, has found that it can take as few as 15 generations for Bd to evolve resistance to the molecules made by certain probiotic bacteria; the case is probably comparable with antifungals, though the phenomenon hasn’t been well studied. Some also worry that any chemical, bacterial, or environmental intervention could come with serious consequences for creatures that coexist with frogs, or for the frogs themselves.

Vaccines could be a more lasting intervention, with fewer environmental ripple effects. But effective immunizations don’t yet exist. Cold-blooded amphibians are also a challenging group to vaccinate. “Their immune systems are really slow,” Bletz told me, especially when temperatures dip. Even vetted vaccines wouldn’t pass protection down through the generations, requiring scientists to make regular trips into the field. Interventions in captive contexts, too, may serve only as a stopgap. The idea is to “breed them, then return them to their habitats,” says Ana Longo, a herpetologist at the University of Florida. “But if the pathogen is still there, is it worth it to spend all this effort?”

People, too, could get their act together. Humans seem to have ferried the fungus, once restricted to parts of Asia, around the globe, via imported or stowaway amphibians. Better regulation of the international trade in these animals could reduce the global burden, but Bd has already spread to nearly all frog-inhabited corners of the world, save for maybe Papua New Guinea and a few nearby island outposts, and its ubiquity is seen by many as a foregone conclusion. Researchers have also been distracted, for the past 10 years or so, by another fungal outbreak caused by a sister species called Bsal that mainly targets salamanders. Bsal hasn’t yet been detected in North America, the “hot spot” of salamander diversity, Hernández-Gómez said, and the effort to keep it out has gobbled up herpetologists’ attention, pushing Bd to the sidelines. And among some policy makers, there’s been a pervasive attitude of “what exactly do you want us to do?” Lips told me. “It’s already here.”

That sentiment has seemed particularly familiar of late, Bd experts told me, now that the world is grappling with another pandemic-caliber disease, this one trained on humans. COVID has forced a reckoning with the same sorts of questions as the frog fungus, and produced similar stalemates: What level of suffering is sustainable, or tolerable? What do you do when a disease is still raging but many people seem to have tired of fighting it? As with Bd, the coronavirus has no silver-bullet solution. Both are here to stay.

Lips has been gathering data that could draw more direct connections between amphibians’ well-being and our own. She and her colleagues recently published a paper proposing that the decline of amphibians in Central America may have led to a boom in populations of mosquitoes—typical frog fare—and raised the risk of malaria among people. Though even infectious threats to Homo sapiens can be easy to ignore. Our response to the coronavirus pandemic, in particular, felt like “a slap in the face,” Hernández-Gómez said. “If humans don’t even care about a disease that’s killing off their own,” Bletz told me, “how are they going to care about something that affects amphibians?”

In broad strokes, much of the rest of the Bd and Bsal story may feel written: More populations will dwindle; more species will disappear, many of them far from human habitations, where they may, once again, escape the notice of most. Perhaps more species will ultimately adapt to resist or tolerate Bd, and so the struggle continues to “keep populations in the wild for as long a time as possible, to give more time for natural selection to act,” says Ben Scheele, a disease ecologist at Australian National University who’s working to save his nation’s corroboree frogs. But even on an evolutionary timescale, there are no guarantees: Where frogs go, the fungus seems to follow.

“There’s almost nothing we can do, in a way, and that’s the sad part,” says Timothy James, a chytrid-fungus expert at the University of Michigan. Lips has held dying frogs in her hand, each of them sluggish, discombobulated, and weak, sometimes to the point where they can no longer muster the energy to try to wrest themselves free. “They just sort of sit there, even if you bend to pick them up,” she told me. Their deaths are slow, subtle affairs—agonizing fades that have become, like so many other infectious endings, a kind of background noise.

Some of the experts I spoke with told me there is still plenty of room for optimism—that the efforts of the few could still turn the tide, especially against the less pervasive Bsal. Others, although far from giving up on the Bd battle, feel more conflicted. At the start of the COVID outbreak, Lips felt another wellspring of hope burble up in her chest. She gave talks. She told people, “This is not my first pandemic.” Maybe, she thought, there would be a surge in interest in infectious disease; maybe, she thought, people would understand the importance of conservation, and keeping ecosystems intact. That’s not what happened. “I had hoped COVID would be our success story,” she said. “But I went from ‘This will be a motivating factor to do better!’ to ‘Wow, we’re kind of losing momentum again.’”

Lips still remembers what Costa Rica’s tropics looked like in the 1990s, before Bd was truly known. She recalls the feeling of becoming enamored of the spectacular green coloring and the nubby spiked skin of the region’s Isthmohyla calypsa tree frogs. Isthmohyla calypsa is now no longer in Costa Rica: Bd has driven it out. And Lips no longer does much fieldwork. A lot of pain comes with confronting the froglessness—trying to count creatures that she and others worry will no longer be countable in a few years’ time. Lips’ current research—some of it geared toward influencing policy, and buoying biodiversity as a whole—does keep her going. But as the frogs continue to vanish, so too does the work of the scientists who study them. “Where do I go?” she said. “Where are the frogs?”

#enviromentalism #ecology #zoology #herpetology #current events #frogs #fungi #batrachochytrium dendrobatidis

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PSA Regarding Hateful Anons

Tumblr recently made it a requirement for you to be logged in to send asks anonymously. If you receive a hateful ask, don’t publish it - report it to Tumblr. It can be traced back to the user that sent it and with enough reports that person’s account will be suspended.

Share to raise awareness but also to make the clowns who think this behaviour is acceptable think twice before acting brave behind the guise of invisibility.

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