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hello u dont have to answer this if u dont want, but ur situation with gender is scarily similar to where im at except im in the mindset that im nb wlw and dont rlly kno whats going on. I guess if u kno how to explain it, I wanted to ask how u made that jump or how u could tell it isnt just a "womanhood is like that" kind of thing and is actually "i am a guy"

oh man i wish i had smth that would make it Click for u easier cuz i def understand being rly confused abt this kinda thing.. i got a few Thoughts, idk if they will help u out but hopefully they give u some more thoughts to chew on that will maybe help anyway. this got so long oh hell sorry gbfhg

i think like the main thing as like a tip b4 we get in2 the Meat of it is it is good to relax and b open to thinking abt bein a guy as a possibility, i dont know if this will make sense bc i do not know how to explain it rly but when i was struggling 2 figure stuff out what i had rly needed 2 know was that being a dif gender can just feel like You (but as u become more comfortable w it, you but happier!) for some reason i thought u had to meet certain criteria to b ‘allowed’ to make what seemed 2 me at the time a Leap but thats not how it works lol. u as u r right now can b a guy if u want to or r considering it. u dont have to feel different and u dont have to think abt ur body a different way or anything. sry if this part doesnt make sense its difficult for me to verbalize lol

it was hard for me personally bc ppl would b like ‘if u Want to b a dif gender than b one’ but like i said in those last posts, for a long time i genuinely did not know i Wanted to be a guy/was a guy, or whatever. i had no conscious longing about it or anything, that came later once i was more comfortable w accepting it. i didnt have ‘i want to be a boy/am a boy’ moments i can rly consciously remember putting into those words as a kid, cuz i just did not care about gender on that level till i was a teenager. like i cannot stress this enough, ur life and feelings abt gender n whatever do not have to match up with what u have commonly heard the trans experience is about. once u figure stuff out and r more comfortable w urself u may look back and notice things that may b like that common trans experience, but remembering this stuff or having these childhood experiences or whatever in the first place is not a ‘requirement’. like i said, no requirements for bein a dif gender

for me like.. knowing it for sure... making the Jump as it were. like its kinda embarrassing but literally the way i Found Out was i was feeling all sorts of things whenever i watched promare and i just felt this INTENSE longing whenever i saw galo that i later realized was just me rly feeling the Gender w him and being envious of that.. it had happened w other chars b4 growing up, but i had never rly noticed to that extent till now. and one night i was thinking my usual ‘i wish i looked like galo i wish i could be a guy’ maybe for the first time in like a Conscious thought, when i had never rly heard it in words b4, and i kinda stopped and was like. what? i WHAT? and then it clicked and it was like a euphoric moment for me. easily top 5 best 2 ams of my life. it is kind of a hyperspecific experience but it is also not UNCOMMON rly lol

also figuring out my sexuality was intertwined in that bc i was iding as a butch nonbinary lesbian and i had tossed the idea of ‘maybe id b more comfortable as a man’ around a bit but the idea of being a straight man didnt feel right 2 me, but luckily i kind of made the connection of wait im a man and im attracted to men at like the exact same time, it had to b both at once for me personally to figure it out and b happy about it. idk if thats smth going thru ur head at all but it was for me and was part of my Journey i guess and may help to think abt it a bit lol

and while yes its absolutely about what makes u more comfortable at the end of the day, i think it wouldve helped for me to hear ppl say that just bc the idea of being a dif gender (in this case Man) might make u feel confused and maybe even uncomfortable rn, that doesnt necessarily mean u r not one if youve been struggling w this and wondering, it might just mean u havent had that clicky moment and r ready to rly think abt it yet. i have grown much more comfortable w myself over time as ive figured this stuff out and i am still open to figuring out more abt myself and i think thats a good place to b at! just b open to stuff like this that u maybe had never thought would have a positive effect on you or make you happier.

speaking from experience i think if ur confused and maybe even miserable telling urself that womanhood is just like that and u gotta suck it up and get used to feeling uncomfortable and bad, u dont have to live like that! im not saying that ‘oh im actually a guy’ is gonna b what everyone who is struggling w thats answer is cuz obviously thats not true- and im not saying how i just described it is even how u feel- but like. as someone who thought that same thing but less consciously. womanhood does not have to be a confusing sad experience, its not an inherently miserable experience, it is possible it just isnt for you and trying smth else might make u feel better. and that can b rly hard to figure out in the moment, cuz ur Used to feeling like this and even if youve heard it can b different it might b hard to have that ‘oh theyre talking to ME, it can be different for ME not just everyone else’ moment lol

also i dont know if this is relevant to u but im saying it in general 2 anyone who needs it i guess; being a man isnt a bad thing and it doesnt make u an inherently bad person, manhood and masculinity r not inherently or naturally toxic or something. thats a harmful mindset to have for multiple reasons and a whole nother post so im not gonna b like and now a word about transphobic red flags but like, worth mentioning that that can b harmful or dangerous to trans ppl, transmascs and transfems.

my god this got rly long... if anyone else has went thru a similar thing and has anything 2 add, feel free to :0 hope i somehow got around to answering ur question w all the rambling! i am just one guy and my experience may or may not b helpful to hear about, especially bc my memory is not the best lol <3 hope it helped at all tho!

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I Can Say it Without Words | (Peggy Carter x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Peggy Carter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Major Character loss, and smut, i guess

Word Count: 2k

Summary: I can make you feel good.

Anon: Hello sweetie!!! I just loooove your blog so much and your writing it’s so pretty!!! But I noticed there’s no Peggy in here :( so I’d like to request the smutish write you can post, my queer ass (I’m still figuring out if I’m Bi or Pan, so let’s say queer/not straight ass) will love you forever!!! Maybe a secret relationship between Reader and Peggy, Peg being sad bc she lost Steve and reader comforting her leading to smut and fluff and love… Pleaseeeeeeeee

A/N: Ask and you shall receive.

***

Whenever Peggy Carter walked into S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, the whole room seemed to hold its breath. The women at the switchboards seemed to stop and watch in awe as she sauntered by, skirt skimming their chairs, hat tipped low to cover her eyes. The male agents, looking up from their files and typewriters to cast scornful glances at her, hoping to tear her down with curled lips and narrowed eyes. They were foolish to think so.

When Agent Carter stepped into the office, you felt your heart press into your ribs, creating this nervous, wonderful pressure. Your hands became fidgety; brushing at the hair around your ears, shuffling papers, twisting your fountain pen.

Every woman that worked in the office shared a feeling of pride at how she was unapologetic, combative, even, towards nitwits like Agent Thompson and Agent Dooley.

As she strolled into the office, head up, shoulders back, you felt a warmth prickle the back of your neck. She wore a dark, navy blue ensemble with a shockingly pink hat, the one you remember being on her desk, the day you were hired to work at S.H.I.E.L.D.

It had been a cold October evening when Agent Carter interviewed you. Rain was splattering against the windows of her office as she reviewed your resume and criminal record check. The warm lights of the room coaxed you into a strange sense of comfort. You remembered the tight feeling in your stomach, and the sweat on your palms and brow. On her desk was the fucshia hat and plenty of files and paper, all scattered yet organized. What attracted your attention was the only picture frame on her desk. It held the image of a young, sickly blond man, wearing a white t-shirt and dog tags. His resemblance to Captain America was stunning, but, that man was far too small and skinny to be him.

“I’m going to be perfectly honest, Miss. Y/L/N, your resume and letter of recommendation is flawless,” she had said, interrupting your thoughts. “But you have yet to give me a reason as to why you want to join S.H.I.E.L.D. “

Agent Carter’s hair curled perfectly over her shoulder, the dark brown contrasted the cream of her blouse perfectly. Her chocolate eyes bore into you, like she already had you figured out.

You straightened your back. “Agent Carter. All my life, people have told me I did not have the aptitude to become a government agent. I was never smart enough, never strong enough. never man enough.” You resisted the urge to sneer at the word. “Part of me wants to prove myself to the nay-sayers. Another part wants to be a piece of something bigger that just me. But, all of me wants to make a difference, even if its a small one.”

You thought you saw the ghost of a smile on her red lips. Agent Carter stood, smoothing her navy skirt. You stood too, and accepted the hand shake she offered.

“Miss. Y/L/N, I expect you here at seven a.m, sharp, ready for your training,” Agent Carter’s eyes glinted, clearly excited at your prospects. “Don’t be late.”

As December began, you were still in the preliminary stages of training under Agent Carter’s watchful eye; learning how to operate different firearms, mastering the art of safe-cracking, and properly educating yourself on espionage.

You adjusted the lapels of your blazer, watching Agent Carter approach you.

“Agent Y/L/N,” She greeted. “Down to the basement, I want to see if you’re still sharp with your gun. Go on ahead, I need to clock in.”

You nodded before leaning in. “I’d watch out, ma’am, Thompson’s on a rampage this morning; he heard about the promotion Dooley’s planning on giving you.”

Her lips twisted, as though she was fighting back a smile. “Thank you for the heads up, Y/N, I’ll keep my eyes out.”

You grinned and made your way to the practice room, artfully dodging Agent Thompson, who’s nostrils were flared and face was red.

***

“You’re getting better, y/n,” Agent Carter scribbled something down onto a clipboard. “There’s a definite improvement in accuracy. But if your hold it like this-”

She wrapped an arm around you, hand gripping yours. “Keeping your arms steady. Don’t close one eye.”

Peggy’s voice was like honey in your ears, breath hot against your neck. You fought to keep composure. The room was spinning, but you managed to keep your hand steady on the trigger, pointed at the target on the other side of the room.

Her hand rested on your nip, and you could feel the heat radiate through your slacks.

“There,” Agent Carter murmured. “Pull it.”

You pulled the trigger, and shots rang out in the cement room.

The breathe you were holding escaped in a heavy sigh that you were certain Agent Carter heard.

“Agent Carter?” Dooley’s voice shook the two of you out of your stupor. “I want to talk to you. In my office, now.”

“Thank you, Agent Carter,” you said, unable to look at her.

“Please,” she did not remove her hand from yours. “Call me Peggy.”

You nodded, throat suddenly too tight to speak. Her eyes seemed to say a million things

Then she was gone.

When you pulled on your jacket to leave for the night, all but one office was dark and empty. Agent Carter was still in her office, sitting behind her desk, cradling the picture frame of the blond man.

“Well,” you murmured. “This isn’t how I expected you to celebrate your big promotion.”

She smiled, still looking down. “How did you expect it?”

“I don’t know; a little gloating, a lot of drinking,” You shrugged. “Maybe some debauchery disguised in the form of dancing.”

She laughed, warm and deep, but incredibly weak. “I’m afraid I don’t dance. Not anymore.”

Her finger traced the glass of the picture, and you nodded. She was not going to open up if your pushed it.

You cleared your throat. “Peggy, I’m planning on going out tonight. Perhaps we can celebrate together? Maybe buy a few drinks and talk?” You probed gently. If she interpreted this as a date, you were either screwed, or getting screwed.

She finally looked up, and you noticed hoe red and watery her eyes were. Peggy managed to smile. “Are you asking me on a date, Y/N?”

“Maybe,” You leaned against the door frame. “Only if you want me to.”

Peggy seemed to think over her options, she was almost unreadable. “Where do you have in mind?”

You grinned, offering your hand. I know a place, if you’re ready to party.”

***

“Come on, honey”, you giggled, pulling Peggy along. “This will help you forget about everything.”

Mona’s was a quiet-looking building of red brick with iron bars on blacked out windows. There was a tall, stocky butch out front, hair cropped and gelled back, wearing a striped button down and slacks. She took the cigarette from behind her ear and in one fluid motion, lit it and took a deep drag. It dangled between her lips.

“Hey, Bonnie,” You grinned at the woman.

She offered you a coy smile. “Long time no see, Y/N. Who’s this?”

You wrapped an arm around Peggy. “She’s my guest, Bon. Is it alright that she comes in tonight?”

Bonnie sized her up, and Peggy did not back down. She looked Bonnie in the eye, chin raised. You were caught off guard when Peggy winked at her.

The corner of Bonnie’s mouth raised. “Yeah, she’s good. Come on in.”

You opened the door, revealing a landing, and two staircases; one that led to upstairs apartments, and one that led to the basement. As the door closed, you faced Peggy in the cramped area.

“Peggy, I’m sure you’re aware of what kind of pub this is.”

“Honestly, I’m a touch surprised, Y/N.”

You faltered. “Peggy, this is... it’s a-”

“A lesbian bar?” she asked kindly. “I’m alright with it, Y/N. In fact, I’m more alright with it that you would believe.”

“What?”

“You might find this hard to believe, but I’m quite familiar with Mona’s,” She studied her nails, feigning disinterest. “I’m what you might call a frequent patron.”

This information slapped you in the face. Staying silent, you worked through the information as Peggy continued to speak.

“Y/N, I’m trusting you with this information. No one at S.H.I.E.L.D. can ever find out about the both of us, okay?”

You snapped out of your daze. “Of course! I’m not a ditz. I know a thing or two about secrecy.”

“Good,” that easy smile returned to her face. “If you’d like, Y/N, we can still have a few drinks.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. I still want to celebrate my promotion.”

You grinned, “Lead the way, mademoiselle.”

The bar was a touch dingy, not bringing in enough funds to keep it completely spotless and well lit, but you found a table for yourself and Peggy. You called out to the bartender to send a bottle of the finest champagne. The pub was moderately crowded with other women all chatting and drinking, paying you no mind. The two of you listened to the jazz from the gramophone, drinking and laughing about the goons at the office.

“It’s infuriating!” Peggy laughed, wiping tears from her eyes. “Thompson wants to be a secretary, not an agent! It felt so good when Dooley gave me the promotion.”

You snickered, champagne sloshing onto the table. “I’ve never seen him so angry.” The bottle was empty, and the clock read one in the morning. “It’s getting late, Peg, I’ve gotta get going. Walk me home?”

The two of you took a cab back to your apartment, and Peggy walked you to the door.

You played with the buttons of her jacket. She swallowed audibly. “So, are you going to invite me in or not?”

The two of you barely made it to the bedroom.

Your lips bumped against Peggy’s neck before latching onto her jaw. You stumbled, pressing her against the bedroom door.

“All you have to say is yes,” You said softly into her skin. “That’s all I need, Peggy.”

She groaned as your lips stayed so tantalizingly far from her mouth. “Fuck me, Y/N, yes.”

Driven by lust, you pressed your lips to hers, letting Peggy open her mouth at her own pace, coaxing your tongue into her mouth. Her hands roamed down your chest, sliding over your breasts until they found your belt.

Peggy pulled away, dragging you closer to the bed by the buckle. You were surprised at how breathless you were, panting as she began to unbutton your shirt. You shed it and your trousers quickly, helping her out of her skirt and blouse, sucking a dark hickey onto her collar bone.

She stood there in her lacy, black panties, gasping when your fingers brushed against her breasts.

A hand gripped the back of your head, keeping you in place, tongue lapping at her chest.

“Fuck,” Peggy groaned. You slipped your hands down her thighs, pressing against the soft flesh of her ass. “Bed. Now.”

You fell on top of her, straddling her waist. Lips brushing against hers, delicate, then rough and filthy. Your hand slowly traveled down Peggy’s chest and navel, resting on her hip. You played with the hem of her panties.

“You’re so beautiful,” Your voice was barely above a whisper. Peggy’s hand gripped your wrist, guiding it beneath her under garment, pulling them off.

As you pressed against her, she let out a shaking gasp. Every movement created a reaction; sometimes quiet, delicious mews, other times they were loud, pleasured moans.

Your hands never left Peggy, pushing in and out of her tight heat, hooking your fingers to brush against her G spot. When you pulled away, she let out a disappointed noise.

You replaced your hand with your thigh. You sighed as Peggy shifted her hips, dragging herself over the skin of your thigh, warm and wet. She moved faster and faster, her moans becoming higher and higher.

“Fuck,” she hissed, teeth clenched, arms thrown around your neck. Peggy cried out, falling into pleasure, back arching into you. You collapsed onto her, breathless.

She pressed a messy kiss your forehead before pulling the sheets over the both of you. You wrapped an arm around her waist, resting your head on her shoulder.

“Goodnight, Peg,” you murmured sleepily, nuzzling closer.

She ran a hand through your hair. “Goodnight, love.”

***

A/N: This is long as heck.

#peggy carter #peggy carter x reader #agent carter #marvel fanfic #marvel fic #writing #wlw

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nygmobblepot-slut · 6 years

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4x15 Nygmobblepot Thoughts

Mkay I’m just writing this bc I have to get my emotions out somehow, tonight’s ep was V MUCH! Plus I have no one to yell about it with :( So these are my thoughts from start to finish as I rewatch the episode… (Spoiler Alert)

-Opener Scene w/Ed and Martin

Holy fuuuuck dude, I’m still so shook about it. I feel like even at that point Ed actually going to safe him is such a show of trust and loyalty. Like he did not have to do that after Oswald ‘uncaged’ him….. and yet!!! HE DID!! (Plus I’m just so hype on the fact that Ed and Martin are even interacting, like!!! They went out for ice cream?? What did they talk about, how do they interact with each other, do they like each other?? These are two very important people to Oswald obviously so I NEED them to vibe well!!)

-The Escape Clip

I just absolutely love that Ed was running around like wild and popping off random shots. I loved it!!!!! Plus he was perfectly timed, I’m more than impressed.

-Walking to Lee’s

First of all, I absolutely love that they’re talking again?? Like I can’t express that enough because I literally thought that they’d hate each other forever, as I have no trust in the writers. But anyways! Just seeing them banter and talk and develop plans again was like a breath of fresh freakin air my dude. Also, Ed is being so sly and charismatic again and I can feel the confidence radiating out of him. I love it.

-Talking to Lee

I’m so pleased with how manipilative Ed was with Lee! The way he faked being the old him was a trip. (Now don’t get me wrong I’ve loved Lee so much from the get go and am hella glad they all teamed up but that play was good on Ed’s part).Then he just pulls up his tie and calls Oswald in and bam he’s back. I love it.

Also, Oswald giving him his hat back made me so happy for some reason like I just can’t get enough of them being in the same room without pointing guns at each other, let alone holding each others belongings and working together.

AND THE PLAN!!! I screamed when I heard Ed say it and lmao Oswald’s reaction was wow. It was brilliant of course, but I was also lowkey terrified that he was just gonna freeze Oswald and hand him over for some twisted revenge. LUCKILY NOT I FEEL BLESSED.

Lastly the Grundy talk was amazing, Oswald’s confusion made me smile. BUT THAT LOOK THAT LEE AND ED SHARED TERRIFIED THE ACTUAL FUCK OUT OF ME. I’m honestly terrified that Ed is going to decide that he actually likes Lee still because she can be bad too. I MEAN WHAT HAVE THE WRITERS GIVEN US THIS FAR. I’m hopeful that won’t happen but still there’s a part of me that just can’t help but think…

-Grundy Tunnels

Not a big surprise, but I was yellin the whole time. I love Ed so much and I feel like his character development is finally back!! I’m ecstatic to see him mess around with ‘dumb Grundy’ in his cocky way. The look on his face though when he realized Butch’s mind was back, I’m dead. And his signature “oh dear” ahhh. I was worried when he got his shit knocked out but I know the man can handle himself. Jeez, I love Ed.

-Oswald & Lee in her place

It hurt hearing the suspicion in Oswald’s voice, though it was warranted. But I could tell that he was genuinely worried for Ed, not just ‘the deal gone wrong’ or a betrayal. He sounds so vulnerable and impatient. But Lee though, she’s such a bad ass now my god I love it.

-Jim, Harvey, & Oswald show down

I love seeing Oswald so brave when it comes to them, obviously he doesn’t have time for their shit at the moment but he’s also not fuckin scared of em either. And shit when he realize Mr. Penn was eyes for Sofia he looked so pissed dude. I was about as shook as he was.

Okay and what the fuck is up with Jim being the renegade cop and Harvey being the good guy? I mean talk about a role reversal holy man. The freaking parallels this episode (more like this entire season) murdered me. But really, Harvey, be cool brother.

Also, bless Lee.

-The Shootout with Victor and company

Can I just say I love all of these characters so much? The way they interact is so unique and awesome and I dig the fick out of it. Victor is always so much fun, though I’m still salty he betrayed Oswald.

Also, bless Lee again. She literally stole their car. Iconic.

-Other Victor’s Freezer Scene

First of all, DAMN Victor. Next, I’ll always adore Oswald and Lee interacting. It’s the best, yes kids bicker like children. I love Oswald trying to sweet talk his way out of the Victor problem. He’s such a man of words (at least when he needs them). Lastly, damn Victor, way to freeze the bird without even checking, I’m cackling. That pose was damn near the same as Ed’s though let’s be real. I was highkey scared he’d come out all different too though.

-Bloody Loyal Ed & Frozen Oswald

Let me start by saying, I was terrified that they were going to mess up his beautiful teeth oh my. But aside from that I’m so proud of Ed for enduring that much pain to keep Oswald safe!!! I didn’t see it coming but I’ll accept it wholeheartedly. ALSO THE PARALLELS OH MY MY. I’m going to keep bringing it up because they blew me away. Neither of them would give the other up, no matter how much pain was inflicted! Tell me they’re not at least besties and I’ll call you a liar. No but really, it’s a huge step forward considering that Ed literally wanted to kill him like at least 3 episodes ago.

Ed’s reaction to Oswald’s use of his plan was great. I knew he’d get a kick out of it. I didn’t want him to be mad that he was getting tortured for nothing though, cause that was also plausible. Luckily again, that wasn’t the case.

My heart though when Sofia told her men to shoot Ed at the docks, literally stopped. I knew he wouldn’t die but I was still worried.

-Ice Breaking Scene

Where do I even start? I was relieved it actually worked, and that he actually was intact mentally. It was rough seeing him realize that yet another of his staff was on Sofia’s side back in the day. I believe that was really impactful when it came to Oswald trusting Ed again. In all honesty, Ed was the only one who hadn’t truly betrayed Oswald (at least not without proper cause, as debatable as that may be). I think it was a really good way to highlight the fact that Ed’s the only one.

Then he sees Ed’s hat and flips his entire lid on that torture man. When he finds out Ed was loyal after everything the look on his face was amazing. Of course he changes his plans for revenge around to go save him. LOYALTY I’M

-The Dock Scene (Pt. 24235454)

Ed’s so sassy, even when he’s about to get straight up murdered man. Oswald’s aim is on fuckin point, bless up. The emotions, I can’t.

I FEEL SO BLESS BY THIS SCENE MAN THE MUSIC, THE LOOKS, THE LITTLE ACTIONS. I honestly can’t put into words how this makes me feel.

They trust each other, they put the guns away, they’re perfect. I’ll say it again, tell me they’re not besties and I’ll call you a liar.

Things evened out so beautifully here. I genuinely hope they let everything go for the betterment of their relationship and I hope they never ever see that pier again.

-Final thoughts

WHAT AN EPISODE DUDE! I just don’t want the writers to ruin what they’ve just blessed us with. I’d be pleased with them just being friends again man. Of course I believe there’s more to it but even if there isn’t I couldn’t handle them being enemies again. It kills me too much.

Don’t fuck this up, don’t fuck this up. I swear if there’s a third Kringle I will actual set myself on fire. Don’t fuck this up.

#nygmobblepot #Gotham #gotham 4x15 #penguin #riddler #edward nygma #oswald cobblepot #cory michael smith #robin lord taylor #i'm hella shook after this episode #can i get an amen #spoilers

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Terry David “Butch/Butch Naked” Silvercloud

"Step aside! I shall perform the necessary heroics" Comic Book Guy/The Simpsons

"Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." - T. S. Eliot

11.7 Million photo views, to date at http://ButchNaked.com. Thank you. At this time I'm getting about 100,000 photo views a week.

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I'm not your average bowl of soup . Now keep reading.

THE DAILY GRIND... ARE WE THERE YET?

Saturday, 2 Dec., 2017. Dark, wet and grey and cool. Another day in the life. I'm lonely but feeling pretty good, lately. I've come to accept that I'm old and there is nothing I can do about it. Go with the flow, as it were. Did some painting, some selfies, some exercises, pot, coffee, T3's. Stopped at my pharmacy to drop off a Rx and get a flu shot on the way downtown.

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I'm old and I know it. Time is running out and I try, hard, to find ways to fix the planet and teach you things... to be useful, as it were.

I encourage you to learn a few things about history, not just isolated events, but to think about the time period and what was happening, at the same time, elsewhere. When you start doing that, creating a mental image timeline of history, time shrinks and you begin to see patterns and connections of things.

In 1300BC Egypt was still powerful, but falling into a slow decay. Old tombs were being robbed by the new kings. In England, the south and west were filled with enough humans to build Stonehenge and we know they ate a lot of pigs. The north was still pretty chilly but would have farmers in the next 400 years... many from Europe, as it would be easy to cross in the winter when ice bridges still formed.

Egypt would fall into decline because of a worldwide climate issue that affected the Mediterranean the most... drought would cause the first recorded labour strike... there was no grain to make payments. The Jews would high tale it out and move east and north to greener pastures, as it were. By 1,000BC King David, a little red-headed Jew would begin a short-lived Jewish kingdom, of sorts. That would come crashing down by the 8th century BC. The Minoan Empire vanished along with Myceans around 1200BC. Likely a volcano blew its top and caused the issues all over the place.

Meanwhile, in N and S America, the Inca would begin to rise around 500BC as well as the Mayans. The Inca/Aztecs would wipe out the Mayans by 1200AD and be, themselves wiped out by the Spanish and Portuguese in the 15-1600's, for their gold.

In 400-500BC people like Buddha (623BC), and Confucious (551BC) came into the world. Alexander the Great would follow. In the far east, the Jews had been free from Persian control for a few hundred years but were not of any consequence upon the planet. The Egyptian empires were in decline and had been for centuries. In England, farming had begun and Viking invasions and control were the norms. In North America, the Mayan Empire was on the rise and would fall in the next 1,000 years. China was not an Empire to be feared. What China lacked but would soon get, were horses. China didn't have full-size horses until the rise of the Mongols who would make excellent use of war horses. India had been in decline for centuries and continued to decline... Alexander the Great was coming to India soon. ..............................

THIS IS THE END OF THE DAILY GRIND.

IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN HERE, BEFORE, HERE IS MORE STUFF TO READ...

I'm a bit OCD and ADHD and go on like a dripping tap. Think Sheldon Cooper, if that rings some kind of bell. I quite simply assume everyone around me is a complete idiot.

http://DavidSilvercloud.com (Blog) (http://David_Silvercloud.Tumblr.com)

http://ButchNews.com (Video) (http://YouTube.com/ButchNews)

http://ButchNaked.com (Photo Stream) (http://Flickr.com/David_Silvercloud)

http://SeriousThunder.com (Art)

http://ElectronSpeed.Tumblr.com ...(Physics... The Speed of Light, Grand Unified Theory, Gravity, Dark Matter, Dark Energy... how the physical size of the Electron is the clock that sets the speed of light. Gravity is motion and a product of the fact that nothing ever sits still, combined with the magnetic properties of Dark Matter/Energy. Nothing can ever move in an absolute circle and rest is a relativity illusion.

Absolute rest is not possible... ever. The universe can not end. Time is change and is an illusion. It is always now, everywhere, all at once, all of the time. Proof of that is that ANY object MUST be HERE and THERE at the SAME time, no matter how large... even a Galaxy. It is always NOW on both sides... here and there, in space, of the Galaxy... all galaxies, everywhere. Waves can be either physical or electronic. The duality of the universe keeps it ongoing. DNA is the battery of life. When the chains can no longer co-operate, life ceases in the body. Life, itself, is a duality. Time measurement is a relativity convenience.) Time travel is impossible because time is not a place and nothing stays where it was. One year from now the Solar System will have moved about seven BILLION kilometres through space and will NEVER return to where it was... ever.

Earth travels through space like a long wave... it has NEVER, ever made an actual circle, nor ellipse, in space. The circle/ellipse is an illusion of relativity. Nothing can ever travel in an actual circle in space... NOTHING. Nothing can ever go backward. Backwards motion is an illusion of relativity. Time is a repercussion of change and has no fixed rate... things explode or move like a glacier. At best we can only compare rates of change. Our rate of change is called the second/minute/hour/day/month/year system.

WATCH VIDEO FOR EXPLANATION OF THE PATH OF EARTH THROUGH SPACE.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPjohZCMwmI

Earth moves about 7 billion kilometers through space, each year... in a long wave. Earth NEVER returns to where it was before. Earth is NOT an island in space... one of the reasons why time travel is impossible. If you take a trip through space, outside the Solar System, Earth will NOT be there when you return... it will be far, far away. You will have to return to where it will BE when you arrive... remember, it's moving very, very, very fast through space in a long wave... never a circle, or ellipse.

http://The-Shape-Of-God.Tumbler.com Manuscript of my book... The Shape of God.

Butch, himself. Visual Artist, Photographer, Physicist (Particle, Sub/Atomic Physics/Relativity)

Inhibitions are just so inhibiting, I avoid them.

I'm a friendly, but pretty blunt, kind of guy. No time for beating around the bush. I like to say what I mean and mean what I say. I'm 73 years old. Time is not on my side. You don't have to like me. I'm a social recluse, anyway. I share my life, in photos, video, and words, to let you into my life and hope to inspire you to be a productive and useful human. I have old age issues but will continue to post, here, while I'm well and able. I talk a lot... I'm told it's part of my OCD and ADHD. Come direct at http://ButchNaked.com Sign in if you wish to see me naked.

If you don't know me, the following might help you get to know what kind of person I am. I don't expect you to understand me. I can be a bit OCD and ADHD.

"They've already got more blowjobs than we'll ever get" Steve Smith (American Dad), talking about college jocks.

"Now let us touch testicles and mate for life" Alien on The Simpsons

"It never hurts to have a second set of prints on a gun" Nelson Muntz, The Simpsons.

I'm here to teach you things. While I appreciate other people's opinions, I really don't much give a crap what anyone thinks. Until you prove your worth, I will be nice but you have to earn my respect. The moment you say a word, I'll be figuring you out really, really fast. You should assume that I don't trust anyone. I've not met a single trustworthy person in my entire life. I've met lots of nice people who aren't too bright... well-intentioned folk who know little about anything, people who are nice, most of the time until you say something that offends them. Honourable people agree to disagree.

Look up the phrase "CRITICAL THINKING" then learn to practice it. Most people leap before they look and judge before they listen to the facts. Most don't have enough knowledge, nor experience, to be experts in much of anything. You don't know what you don't know. I like to remind you of that, often.

The only other REALLY IMPORTANT thing to know about me is that I, totally, despise all religions, the teaching of religion, and religious institutions... I despise them as the evilest things on the planet. If you follow a religion, you CAN NOT BE MY FRIEND. THAT'S THAT. You are an ignorant idiot who is an ever-present danger to yourself and everyone and everything around you. Nothing, absolutely NOTHING, is eviler than religion. I don't stand for, nor sing, our National Anthem because it praises a fictitious and superstitious being called 'God'. Only a brain dead moron bonehead ignorant idiot would believe such a thing.

If you have a religion, I will not associate with you... period. You are a danger to be around. Yes, I insult religions... they are extraordinarily evil. I said it, I mean it. You have a right to be an idiot, but not around me. I have a right to defend myself against the horrors of religion and I will. Religion is evil. I can't say it enough times. http://The-Shape-Of-God.Tumblr.com

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