Podcasts about AC

This week on It's Happening: Snooki and Joey are en route to an event and chatting all things Jersey Shore Roast in AC, Ron's birthday, Sammi's wedding, and more! Wanna join the party? Text or leave a voicemail for your favorite messy mawmas at (646) 580-5251 and you might just get featured next week! Subscribe and Watch on YouTube This episode is sponsored by: Chef iQ - Promo code: SNOOKI Hiya Health Lola Blankets - Promo code: SNOOKI Connect with It's Happening: Instagram | TikTok | Snooki and Joey on Cameo

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 17) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 17) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1781 | 05 Dec 2025

Charles Murphy of Murphy's Multiverse joins AC and Jake for a wide-ranging conversation on where the MCU stands at the end of 2025. They look back on the 2025 slate of MCU projects, look forward to 2026, and discuss some of the missteps made in the last five years. Follow Charles: @_CharlesMurphy JOIN OUR PATREON: patreon.com/mcuniversitypod Follow the show: @mcuniversitypod Follow AC: @anthonycanton_3 Follow Jake: @thejakechristie

On episode 267 of the Atlantic City podcast, Kyle and Craig play “Would You Rather?” with QUITTING THE PODCAST, then discuss the last 10 years of podcasting and AC-visiting goodness,... Read more »

Discover the shocking truth about why 99% of HVAC systems may be oversized and how insulation contractors hold the key to fixing comfort and efficiency problems. On this episode of the R-Value Podcast, IDI expert Ken Allison interviews Brynn Cooksey. Known as the "Air Doctor," Brynn is the owner of Air Doctors Heating and Cooling and an industry heavyweight who has trained over 10,000 technicians. Recognized as one of ESCO Institute's Top 25 Most Influential Instructors and a Certified Master Trainer by IREC, he combines 15 years of utility experience with substantial building science expertise to reduce customer utility bills by 50% or more. Many HVAC contractors fall into the trap of "box swapping," replacing old units with equipment of the same size without considering the home's actual needs. Brynn shares a startling statistic from a Michigan study where nearly every furnace inspected was grossly oversized, leading to comfort issues, premature equipment failure, and high energy bills. The conversation highlights why performing a proper Manual J load calculation is critical and how tight building envelopes fundamentally change heating and cooling requirements. Beyond temperature control, the discussion explores the vital connection between insulation, air sealing, and Indoor Air Quality (IAQ). Brynn explains his company's non-negotiable policy of testing IAQ on every single job and how using data from diagnostic tools—like blower doors and air monitors—builds unshakeable trust with homeowners. Listen in to learn how insulation professionals can partner with HVAC contractors to offer total home solutions that improve health, efficiency, and profitability. Inside this episode: 00:06:06 – The growing importance and market demand for BPI certifications. 00:14:41 – A shocking study reveals 99% of furnaces and 33% of AC units are oversized. 00:16:04 – How oversized equipment leads to "short cycling" and catastrophic mechanical failure. 00:25:04 – Why guessing air leakage is impossible and the necessity of using a blower door. 00:36:00 – Implementing a mandatory policy to test Indoor Air Quality on every service call. 00:46:45 – The "secret sauce" to closing sales: involving the customer in diagnostic testing.

Nora Cabrera, Directora de nuestro futuro AC

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 16) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 16) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1780 | 04 Dec 2025

Do you ever look around and think, “Why are teens today so fragile when life is easier than ever?”In this conversation, Greg and Rachel break down why so many young people are anxious, avoidant, and overwhelmed by normal life—and how to raise resilient teens who can actually handle hard things. They unpack the impact of comfort culture, overprotection, and screen-based living, then share practical ways to “microdose” and “macrodose” challenge through workouts, travel, projects, and real-life responsibility. You'll learn how to build holistic toughness—physical, mental, emotional, spiritual, social, and even financial—without shaming your kids or recreating the harshness of past generations.

In this episode of TreknoPod, your Star Trek: Enterprise rewatch podcast, the crew boards Season 1, Episode 16 – “Shuttlepod One” and promptly loses their minds in the cold of space… and over the word “stinky.”Captain Shoff, Captain Vactor, and Captain Linda Paiges break down why this beloved bottle episode has become a fan favorite, following Trip Tucker and Malcolm Reed as they're stranded in Shuttlepod One, convinced the Enterprise has been destroyed and their oxygen is running out. In this episode we talk about: • Superman becoming canon in Star Trek – the wild comic book references that made Vactor's brain explode • Why “Shuttlepod One” is often ranked among Enterprise's best episodes and even shows up on “greatest Star Trek episodes” lists  • The episode's stage-play energy: two guys in a freezing metal can, getting drunk, getting honest, and getting weird • The infamous sickbay daydream and why the word “stinky” should never be used in a supposed romantic fantasy • Trip and Malcolm as the ultimate odd couple – sentimental, letter-writing Malcolm vs. problem-solver Trip • Real production trivia: how the set was turned into a literal igloo with AC units and dry ice so the actors were actually freezing, and why Dominic Keating (Malcolm) called this one of Enterprise's “finest hours”  • Mashed potatoes as emergency hull repair, microwaving fish in a sealed shuttle, and the absolute worst ways to conserve oxygen • How this episode quietly gives us some of the best Malcolm character development in Season 1 • Quick look ahead to “Fusion” (Enterprise 1x17) and its unconventional Vulcans Hosts & Where to Find Us • Captain Shoff – Co-host of TreknoPod • Captain Vactor – Find his comic book content on YouTube & TikTok: This Comic Cooks, including his ongoing “Heroes Who Broke Bad” series about good guys who turned villainous. • Captain Linda Paiges – @LindaPaiges on Instagram, TikTok, and YouTube, plus The Transporter Room on social media for Trek interviews and more.Support the Show / Connect • Follow TreknoPod on your favorite podcast app • Leave a rating & review to help other Star Trek fans find the show • Share this episode with a friend who loves Star Trek: Enterprise, Trip & Malcolm, or great sci-fi bottle episodesEpisode Info • Series: Star Trek: Enterprise • Season 1, Episode 16 – “Shuttlepod One” • Original air date: February 13, 2002  • Written by: Rick Berman & Brannon Braga Question for listeners:Do you think “Shuttlepod One” is Enterprise's best episode, or is it overrated? And would you behave more like Trip or Malcolm if you were stuck in that shuttle? Let us know in the comments or on social media!

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This Can Be Your Story (Part - 15) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 15) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1779 | 03 Dec 2025

Jason hits the phones to prospect into sales and enablement leaders, sharing his live approach between each call. With a 30% connect rate (thanks to Titan X) and 11% conversion, you'll see how Jason handles objections, switches messaging mid-call, and learns in real time. Think cold calling is hard? Try doing it live for 90 minutes, under studio lights, in a room with no AC, with a crowd listening to every single word you say. That's what the #1 outbound sales trainer, Jason Bay, did to prove he can do more than *teach* cold calling — he can actually get on the phones and *do* it himself. We rolled the cameras, loaded a list of exclusively executive level prospects he'd never met, and let the chaos unfold. You'll hear how he structures his cold calls, adjusts messaging on the fly, and reflects on what could be improved after each conversation. Includes practical takeaways for improving connect rates, objection handling, and setting meetings with senior buyers. ✅ Get the Outbound Bundle (scripts + cold email guide): https://www.30mpc.com/course/cold-email-course

Career and financial choices top the list of the most anxiety-inducing decisions - far above health or relationships. It's a reminder that money stress is both universal and deeply emotional.https://www.popsci.com/health/100-most-dreaded-decisions/Gold's big run is grabbing headlines, but should it replace stocks? Why recent gains shouldn't derail a long-term investment strategy.https://ofdollarsanddata.com/whats-going-on-with-gold/For millions, the path to citizenship takes not years but decades due to visa backlogs and country caps. That uncertainty impacts everything: careers, housing, family plans, and long-term financial decisions.https://usafacts.org/articles/how-long-can-it-take-to-become-a-us-citizen/Mass manufacturing makes new AC units cheap, but skilled labor and logistics make repairs sometimes more costly than the appliance itself. It's a lesson in thinking about total cost of ownership, not just sticker price.https://www.a16z.news/p/why-ac-is-cheap-but-ac-repair-isElon Musk's massive compensation plan only pays out if Tesla becomes an AI/robotics powerhouse worth trillions.https://sherwood.news/tech/tesla-shareholders-approve-elon-musks-usd1-trillion-pay-package/

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 14) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 14) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1778 | 02 Dec 2025

Arcana Coelestia 7902. Innocence consists in acknowledging that in oneself there is nothing but evil, and that all good is from the Lord; and also in believing that man does not know or perceive anything from himself, but from the Lord, thus also the truth which is of faith. When man is in this state, then falsity can be removed from him, and truth can be instilled by the Lord. This state is what is signified by the unleavened things, and also by the eating of the paschal lamb. AC 7854 Upon things bitter. That this signifies by means of the undelightful things of temptations, is evident from the signification of “bitter things” or “bitternesses” as being things undelightful, here those which belong to temptations. For the good of innocence, which is represented by the paschal lamb, cannot be appropriated to anyone except through temptations. By “unleavened bread” such good is signified, and because this is appropriated through temptations, the bread was ordered to be eaten upon bitter things; and moreover, that bread was to them bread of affliction, like the manna (Deut. 8:15, 16; 16:3), because it was devoid of leaven, that is, of any falsity from evil, for man cannot endure pure truth and pure good. That things undelightful are signified by “bitter things,” is plain in Isaiah: Woe to them that call evil good, and good evil; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! (Isa. 5:20).They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it (Isa. 24:9).That the undelightful things of temptations are signified by “bitter things” is evident from these words in Exodus:At last they came unto Marah, but they could not drink of the waters, on account of their bitterness, because they were bitter. And the people murmured against Moses, who, when he cried unto Jehovah, Jehovah showed him wood which he cast into the waters, and the waters were made sweet. There He set for him a statute and a judgment, because there He tried him (Exod. 15:23-25).And also in John:There fell from heaven a great star, burning as a torch. The name of the star is called Wormwood, and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter (Rev. 8:10-11).In these passages “bitter waters” denote the undelightful things of temptations; the “men who died of the waters” denote those who succumbed in temptations. Third Round posts are short audio clips taken from Round 3 comments in the online Logopraxis Life Group meetings. The aim is to maintain focus on understanding the Text's application to the inner life while reinforcing key LP principles highlighted in the exchanges.

Recenta vizită a premierului ungar Viktor Orban la Kremlin are urmări – și urmări nedorite de liderul de la Budapesta. Președintele Poloniei, Karol Nawrocki, a anulat o întâlnire cu prim-ministrul Ungariei, anunță agenția EFE, citată de Agerpres și Caleaeuropeană.ro. Conform unui mesaj publicat pe rețeaua de socializare X de către responsabilul pentru politică internațională în cadrul președinției poloneze, „președintele Nawrocki a decis să limiteze programul vizitei sale în Ungaria exclusiv la summitul președinților Grupului de la Vișegrad”. Liderii țărilor care fac parte din Grupul de la Vișegrad – Polonia, Cehia, Slovacia și Ungaria – se reunesc miercuri în orașul ungar Esztergom. În cadrul vizitei sale în Ungaria pentru această întâlnire, președintele Nawrocki și soția sa urmau să se întâlnească joi, la Budapesta, cu președintele Ungariei, Tamas Sulyok și cu șeful guvernului, Viktor Orban, potrivit cotidianului polonez „Gazeta Wyborcza”. Și alte critici s-au făcut auzite. În marja summitului germano-sloven  de vineri, cancelarul german Friedrich Merz a declarat că premierul ungar nu a avut „mandat european”. Premierul sloven Robert Golob a fost de acord cu Merz, afirmând că nu se așteaptă la niciun beneficiu sau avantaj de pe urma acestei vizite. Vizita lui Orbán la Moscova ar putea fi considerată un act ostil împotriva UE, potrivit lui Jacob Kirkegaard, expert în cadrul think-tank-ului Bruegel, care susține că Ungaria sabotează eforturile UE de a obține un acord de pace echitabil pentru Ucraina. Acționând singură, Budapesta subminează, de asemenea, unitatea UE în deciziile cheie privind diversificarea surselor de aprovizionare și renunțarea la combustibilii fosili rusești. De asemenea, Ungaria afectează menținerea presiunii asupra Rusiei prin sancțiuni și integrarea economiei Ucrainei în blocul comunitar. Tomasz Słomka, profesor de științe politice la Universitatea din Varșovia, a declarat pentru postul polonez TV24 că decizia de a anula întâlnirea cu premierul ungar demonstrează că Nawrocki își consolidează independența politică. Atitudinea președintelui polonez este în conformitate cu poziția guvernului, care limitează relațiile sale cu Viktor Orbán. În același timp, este în concordanță cu ceea ce a susținut președintele polonez cu privire la relația sa cu Rusia, a spus expertul, adăugând că Nawrocki se află pe lista persoanelor care sunt deosebit de antipatizate de Moscova. Să nu uităm că alegerea lui Nawrocki ca președinte al Poloniei, la 1 iunie anul acesta, a fost salutată de Viktor Orbán, ca și de către extrema dreaptă din România. Dar atitudinea fermă a președintelui polonez în privința Rusiei îi lasă în afara jocului atât pe liderul de la Budapesta cât și pe admiratorii săi declarați de la extrema dreaptă din România.   Ascultați rubrica ”Eurocronica”, cu Ovidiu Nahoi, în fiecare zi, de luni până vineri, de la 8.45 și în reluare duminica, de la 15.00, numai la RFI România

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In this clip, Wallstreet Trapper breaks down the real truth about owning a home — especially a big, expensive one. He's not telling you NOT to buy a house. He's telling you to buy the right house, not a multi-million dollar mansion that becomes a money pit. From pool repairs, roof leaks, AC issues, landscaping bills, contractors, and ongoing maintenance… the hidden costs of “living big” can hit harder than you think. Trapper shares his personal experience of buying a $2M+ home, putting another $2M into rehabbing it, and realizing he didn't need that much space — or that many problems. If you're on your journey to wealth, this is the message: Don't overspend trying to look rich. Build wisely. Move smart. Don't get trapped.My $2 Million House Was a MISTAKE… Here's Why

W tym odcinku pytamy o wszystko to, czego zwykle nie wypada mówić na religii: czy Jezus miałby dziś TikToka i legitymację partyjną? Czy był sprawnym politykiem swoich czasów? Czy był Lucyferem?  Zastanawiamy się, czy Biblia to instrukcja obsługi współczesności, czy raczej lustro naszej potrzeby porządkowania chaosu. Pytamy, czy Adam "Nergal" Darski też jest dzieckiem Boga, a liczba 666 to omen czy literacka gra. Wracamy do "Ojcze nasz" jako modlitwy żydowskiej, przyglądamy się kobietom w starożytnych tekstach, św. Pawłowi... a także jego możliwej orientacji seksualnej. To odcinek, w którym Biblia staje się serialem pełnym twistów jak "Breaking Bad", a prof. Majewski zdejmuje z niej warstwy interpretacyjnego kurzu, pokazując ją jako tekst żywy, literacki i zaskakująco humorystyczny. Czy słusznie kontestujemy postać Judasza? A może ten wcale nie był zdrajcą? I na koniec wreszcie: kiedy będzie koniec świata? Czy opłaca się jeszcze kupować OC i AC? 

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 13) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 13) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1777 | 01 Dec 2025

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This Can Be Your Story (Part - 12) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 12) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1776 | 29 Nov 2025

Artificial intelligence is completely changing how data centers are built and operated. What used to be relatively stable IT environments are now turning into massive power ecosystems. The main reason is simple — AI workloads need far more computing power, and that means far more energy. We're already seeing a sharp rise in total power consumption across the industry, but what's even more striking is how much power is packed into each rack. Not long ago, most racks were designed for 5 to 15 kilowatts. Today, AI-heavy setups are hitting 50 to 70 kW, and the next generation could reach up to 1 megawatt per rack. That's a huge jump — and it's forcing everyone in the industry to rethink power delivery, cooling, and overall site design. At those levels, traditional AC power distribution starts to reach its limits. That's why many experts are already discussing a move toward high-voltage DC systems, possibly around 800 volts. DC systems can reduce conversion losses and handle higher densities more efficiently, which makes them a serious option for the future. But with all this growth comes a big question: how do we stay responsible? Data centers are quickly becoming some of the largest power users on the planet. Society is starting to pay attention, and communities near these sites are asking fair questions — where will all this power come from, and how will it affect the grid or the environment? Building ever-bigger data centers isn't enough; we need to make sure they're sustainable and accepted by the public. The next challenge is feasibility. Supplying hundreds of megawatts to a single facility is no small task. In many regions, grid capacity is already stretched, and new connections take years to approve. Add the unpredictable nature of AI power spikes, and you've got a real engineering and planning problem on your hands. The only realistic path forward is to make data centers more flexible — to let them pull energy from different sources, balance loads dynamically, and even generate some of their own power on-site. That's where ComAp's systems come in. We help data center operators manage this complexity by making it simple to connect and control multiple energy sources — from renewables like solar or wind, to backup generators, to grid-scale connections. Our control systems allow operators to build hybrid setups that can adapt in real time, reduce emissions, and still keep reliability at 100%. Just as importantly, ComAp helps with the grid integration side. When a single data center can draw as much power as a small city, it's no longer just a “consumer” — it becomes part of the grid ecosystem. Our technology helps make that relationship smoother, allowing these large sites to interact intelligently with utilities and maintain overall grid stability. And while today's discussion is mostly around AC power, ComAp is already ready for the DC future. The same principles and reliability that have powered AC systems for decades will carry over to DC-based data centers. We've built our solutions to be flexible enough for that transition — so operators don't have to wait for the technology to catch up. In short, AI is driving a complete rethink of how data centers are powered. The demand and density will keep rising, and the pressure to stay responsible and sustainable will only grow stronger. The operators who succeed will be those who find smart ways to integrate different energy sources, keep efficiency high, and plan for the next generation of infrastructure. That's the space where ComAp is making a real difference.

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 11) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 11) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1775 | 28 Nov 2025

In episode 304 of China Manufacturing Decoded, Adrian is joined by Kate (Sofeast's Supply Chain Management Manager) to dig into one of the nastiest hidden risks importers face: mold. They explain how weeks inside a hot, humid shipping container can ruin textiles, leather, wood, packaging, and even electronics, if humidity and packaging aren't under control. Don't sleep on this risk; it can affect anyone importing products from Asia!   Episode Sections: 00:13 – Why importers don't think about what happens inside the container 01:27 – How mold ruins products, packaging, and entire shipments (and which goods are most at risk) 03:02 – Why “mold explosions” happen: the 3 main causes (production humidity, packaging, container condensation) 06:27 – Factory controls: target humidity levels, drying products properly, and warehouse/storage pitfalls 08:56 – AC warehouses vs “regular” storage and what that really means for your goods 09:41 – Packaging controls: desiccants, export-grade cartons, minimizing empty air, plastic wrapping 10:31 – Logistics & container controls: dry containers, pallets, container desiccants, and rainy-season loading risks 13:16 – Case study: US home décor importer moves to India, spots high humidity, and ultimately cancels the order 18:11 – Desiccants 101: what they look like in cartons and containers, and why they're “too cheap to ignore” 19:59 – Practical mold-prevention checklist for factories, packaging, and containers 23:56 – Is mold still a problem with air freight? Time, storage, and what to focus on if you ship by air 25:39 – Final advice: who's most at risk and how Sofeast can help with packaging, inspections, and logistics controls   Related content... Avoiding Mold on Imported Products Shipped in Ocean Containers Avoiding humidity inside containers 9 Types of Packaging (Benefits, Costs, Sustainability, and more) - Guide for Importers Get in touch with us Connect with us on LinkedIn Contact us via Sofeast's contact page Subscribe to our YouTube channel Prefer Facebook? Check us out on FB

Welcome to our first Client Seat episode, because even coaches need coaches.Mary Ann Stenquist teaches people how to break the shop-regret-shame cycle. She's a spending coach who helps ambitious women align their spending with their values instead of their impulses.She knows money. She teaches it. She coaches on it.And she's stuck.For four years, Mary Ann has been caught in a cycle: fund the emergency savings, drain it when something happens, rebuild it, drain it again. The AC breaks. Then the furnace. Health expenses pile up. Then the car.The answer isn't more discipline or a bigger paycheck. It's a better system that accounts for life's inevitable "Whammies."Each time she taps into that fund, guilt follows. The balance drops, and with it, her sense of security.Mary Ann says it clearly: she wants an emergency fund for her emergency fund. She knows she needs one. She's built one multiple times. She just can't keep it intact long enough to feel the peace it's supposed to provide.What makes this exhausting isn't the expenses themselves. It's the way her emergency fund has become a scorecard for whether she's doing money right. When the balance is high, she feels secure. When it dips, she questions everything.In this first episode of The Client Seat, you'll hear what real financial coaching sounds like. Not a workshop. Not theory. A real session with a real coach working through a real challenge.We talk about the difference between true emergencies and what I call Whammies: expenses that aren't unpredictable, just irregular. We walk through how to stop using one savings account for everything and start building a system where money has a clear purpose before you ever need to spend it. And we work through what it means to "be good with money" when life keeps throwing curveballs.If you've ever had a client whose savings account feels more like a stress trigger than a safety net, this conversation will show you what might be missing.Links & Resources:Ultimate Growth GuideJoin the Facebook groupAlly BankVisit Mary Ann's WebsiteKey Takeaways:Pulse fatigue is when your client's sense of security is tied to a number in their savings account. When the balance goes up, they feel relieved. When it drops, panic sets in. That's not peace of mind; that's exhausting.Emergencies and Whammies are different things. True emergencies are unpredictable. Whammies are irregular expenses your clients know will happen: home repairs, health costs, car maintenance. They shouldn't be funded the same way.SpendFuture™ accounts are savings meant to be spent. These aren't funds to protect. They're funds to prepare so that when life happens, your client is ready without guilt or scrambling.The words matter. "My Health" or "My Home" feels different than "Emergency Fund #3." The language your clients use shapes how they feel when they use the money.Progress over perfection matters here. If your client pulls from a SpendFuture™ account before it's fully funded, help them see they didn't drain their emergency fund. They were more prepared than they would have been without the system.Keep the rhythm going. After tapping into savings, clients want to stop everything and rebuild their emergency fund. That's what creates the cycle. Keep funding the SpendFuture™ accounts or they'll end up back where they started.Emergency funds need clear rules, not vague intentions. Your clients should sit down and define exactly what qualifies

Si sabés que tenés que empezar a invertir pero cada vez que lo intentás te agarran dudas, miedo o simplemente lo pateás para adelante… este episodio es para vos. Acá te muestro la guía más simple, práctica y realista para dar tu primera inversión, incluso si no tenés idea de por dónde arrancar. Nada de fórmulas mágicas, nada de humo, nada de gurúes gritones. Solo lo que realmente funciona para destrabar ese primer paso y empezar a construir tu músculo financiero. Vas a entender: • Por qué invertir es tan difícil psicológicamente. • Qué hacer cuando hay demasiada información. • Cuál es el primer instrumento ideal (seguro, regulado y con poco dinero). • Cómo entrenar tu estado mental inversor. • Y qué viene después de ese primer paso. Si te sumás, te prometo una cosa: vas a dejar de sentir que invertir es “para otros”. Muchas gracias por sus 5 estrellas en Itunes o en Spotify por sus comentarios y me gustas de Ivoox o Youtube por los comentarios en neuronafinanciera.com Recuerda suscribirte al Despertador, para recibir todos los jueves un correo que te ayude a despertar la Neurona Financiera que está un poco dormida. Nos vemos el próximo miércoles para aprender a usar el dinero como lo que es, una herramienta.

Send us a textFrom the Nexstar Super Meeting, Tim & John talk to three separate contractors about their businesses. Dayna Hottle from C&C Heating and Cooling, Washington Mich., Marissa & Jason Johnson from Johnson & Johnson Heating, AC & Plumbing, Martinsburg, WV, and Phil Hotarek from Lutz Plumbing, San Francisco Bay Area join the fellas. And, what is a 14-er hike?This episode is brought to you by Bradford White — trusted by pros for high-quality, innovative products. Their new AeroTherm Series G2 hybrid electric heat pump water heater is their most efficient yet, boasting a best-in-class 4.20 UEF on the 65-gallon model. It features the easy-to-use ICON System LED display, ultra-quiet operation, and flexible zero-clearance installation. Plus, with Bradford White Wave built-in connectivity, you can perform diagnostics remotely and your customersSubscribe to the Appetite for Construction podcast at any of your favorite streaming channels and don't forget about the other ways to interact with the Mechanical Hub Team! Follow Plumbing Perspective IG @plumbing_perspective Follow Mechanical Hub IG @mechanicalhub Sign up for our newsletter at www.mechanical-hub.com/enewsletter Visit our websites at www.mechanical-hub.com and www.plumbingperspective.com Send John and Tim your feedback or topic ideas: @plumbing_perspective

This Can Be Your Story (Part - 10) | ഇത് നിങ്ങളുടെ കഥയാകാം (ഭാഗം - 10) | Malayalam Christian Messages | Br. Damien Antony | Morning Glory Podcast - 1774 | 27 Nov 2025

It's a Hunter and JadiimJedi episode! Expect it to go long and feature lots of tangents. This week we're taking a look at all the new action cards added to Thunder's Edge (We'll do a separate episode for the Twilight's Fall cards don't you worry). Also reminder! Many of the codex ACs also got makeovers so expect us to cover that as well. Someday we'll do another episode about the entire AC deck and I hope on that day you will witness the first 7 hour SCPT episode.  Signups for our first online Thunder's Edge tournament are LIVE! Subscribe to the patreon to get in on the action! https://www.patreon.com/spacecatspeaceturtles Qualifier Slices: It's Gashlai O'clock | 26,28,115,43,19 Fisherman's Horizon | 39,110,62,49,63 The Bellagio | 79,109,107,47,74 Triples is Best | 102,76,111,114,48 The Tempestations | 40,108,100,44,37 A Starpoint in your Starpoint | 113,27,99,46,24 Atlas "Shrugged" | 64,73,67,42,59   Music provided by Ben Prunty. Find more at benpruntymusic.com or benprunty.bandcamp.com Additional Music and Sounds by Brian Kupillas. https://wanderinglake.bandcamp.com/ Art by Sun To learn more about our Discord, Patreon, Merch, and more, visit https://spacecatspeaceturtles.com/

Si sabés que tenés que empezar a invertir pero cada vez que lo intentás te agarran dudas, miedo o simplemente lo pateás para adelante… este episodio es para vos. Acá te muestro la guía más simple, práctica y realista para dar tu primera inversión, incluso si no tenés idea de por dónde arrancar. Nada de fórmulas mágicas, nada de humo, nada de gurúes gritones. Solo lo que realmente funciona para destrabar ese primer paso y empezar a construir tu músculo financiero. Vas a entender: • Por qué invertir es tan difícil psicológicamente. • Qué hacer cuando hay demasiada información. • Cuál es el primer instrumento ideal (seguro, regulado y con poco dinero). • Cómo entrenar tu estado mental inversor. • Y qué viene después de ese primer paso. Si te sumás, te prometo una cosa: vas a dejar de sentir que invertir es “para otros”. Muchas gracias por sus 5 estrellas en Itunes o en Spotify por sus comentarios y me gustas de Ivoox o Youtube por los comentarios en neuronafinanciera.com Recuerda suscribirte al Despertador, para recibir todos los jueves un correo que te ayude a despertar la Neurona Financiera que está un poco dormida. Nos vemos el próximo miércoles para aprender a usar el dinero como lo que es, una herramienta.

You can find out all about Robin Rose's new course that launches December 1st at https://www.robinrosebennett.com/.Today Isaac and AC welcome back the renowned herbalist, author, and green witch, Robin Rose Bennett for an insightful and heartwarming conversation that delves into the vital role of herbalists during these tumultuous times. Robin shares her wisdom on how herbs help connect us to nature, support our communities, and guide us through personal transformation. Discover Robin's children's book, 'The Young Green Witch's Guide to Plant Magic,' designed to inspire the younger generation to explore the wonders of herbalism. Plus, learn about meaningful rituals with plantain and other plants, and the importance of bridging human connection through nature's gifts. This episode is filled with stories, wisdom, and practical advice for anyone looking to deepen their relationship with plants and strengthen their role in the web of life. Don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe! Share this episode with friends and leave us a five-star review if you enjoyed it.

In the final stretch of their daring Escape from Hammerland, Ian and AC pulled over to pick up fellow traveler Bill Gudmundson for a look at Val Guest's 1957 people-are-the-real-monsters movie, The Abominable Snowman of the Himalayas!More popularly known simply as The Abominable Snowman, this cerebral safari-in-the-snow film stars Peter Cushing as Dr. Rollason, a botanist whose research trip is sidelined when he joins an expedition of American poachers searching for the famed Yeti monster. What follows is a twisty, heady, and hardly monstrous story that presaged sci-fi horror classics like Alien and John Carpenter's The Thing!In this spoilerific episode, the guys talk about how this film compares to Guest and Kneale's other Hammer contributions; the transportive blend of natural footage and soundstage production design; and that delightfully ambiguous ending!Support Kicking the Seat on Patreon, subscribe to us on YouTube, and follow us at:XLetterboxdInstagramFacebookShow LinksWatch the Abominable Snowman (1957) trailer.As mentioned in the show, Shout! Factory released a great Blu-ray of The Abominable Snowman, which is still available via Gruv.We also talked about the magazine Little Shoppe of Horrors, which will feature The Abominable Snowman in an upcoming issue.Feast on the meticulous model-making skills of Bill Gudmundson at his website, Bill's Kitchen!Order AC's books on essential and obscure horror movies, Horror 101 and Hidden Horror!Subscribe to AC's YouTube channel, Horror 101 with Dr. AC.Grab only what you can carry as we "Escape from Hammerland"! Hitch a ride with our entire 2024 series in the "Return to Hammerland" Playlist!It's not too late to catch up with our 2023 trip “Beyond Hammerland”!Check out 2022's year-long journey, "Son of Hammerland"!And watch the series that started it all: "Hammerland"

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Roma er til at tale med for FC Midtjylland, hvad f…. foregik der på Hampton Park?, Danmarks præstationer er under al kritik - vi må kalibrere forventningerne… igen, vi skal nok komme til den slutrunde - måske, flyvende Everton napper en sejr - og en rød mand - på Old Trafford, Nick på de interne slagsmåls Mount Rushmore, Amorim er jo faktisk ikke særlig dygtig, serie-6 bold når det er bedst fra Forest, nyt lavpunkt for Liverpool, flop-floppesen Isak, Trossard er blevet magisk, Eze bliver en af de helt store for Arsenal - saft, kraft og fire-power i skøjten, hvilken dag er din Fisnik-dag?, den enes død - Lennarts brød, AC nægter at spille - går rygterne på, utilfredse brassere i Madrid, Newcastle kan drille alle på den rigtige dag, og Barca-Chelsea er bare en klassiker. Værter: Peter Falktoft og Nicklas BendtnerEkspert: David AndersenProduktion: PodAmokJingle: Morten Breum

Andy’s Brave New World: Part 1 Ranger Andy survives, the apocalypse in Yosemite. Based on a post by the hospital. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Day 1, Yosemite National Park The park was busy with spring visitors when the first reports came in. Tourists coughing in the visitor center, a family requesting medical assistance at Upper Pines campground. Andy helped coordinate with the park's small medical team, radioing updates to other rangers. Standard protocol for illness in the park, nothing too concerning yet. That evening, things took a turn, with the news reporting an alarming spread of similar outbreaks across California, and the world. Possibly a new avian flu, they said. Day 2 Everything accelerated. Half the ranger staff called in sick. The small park clinic was overwhelmed. Andy helped organize an evacuation point at the visitor center, trying to get sick tourists to hospitals in Fresno or Modesto. His training kicked in, calm, professional, reassuring visitors even as his colleague Declan started coughing blood next to him. The ill began dying in droves. The park superintendent ordered all non-essential personnel to evacuate. Andy stayed, helping the remaining medical staff set up an impromptu care center in the lodge. By the evening, Andy felt a fever rise and was soon sweating through his clothes and coughing up a lung. He weakly barricaded himself in his cabin and prepared to die like the others. Day 3 The next morning, Andy woke to fine himself still alive, surprised to feel slightly better than the night before. He pulled himself out of his cabin and began his duties. The radio channels went quiet one by one. No response from Fresno hospitals. The lodge had become a morgue. He spent the morning doing rounds, checking campsites, finding mostly bodies or critically ill visitors who died within hours. By evening, he was the only ranger still moving around. He did his best to care for the sick and dying. Andy wasn't entirely sure if this was all just an awful dream. Day 4, Morning The cough remained in his chest that morning, but Andy forced himself to continue his rounds. The ranger truck's tires crunched over broken glass in the parking lot as he checked North Pines Campground. Most sites were abandoned, their occupants having fled days ago. Others contained what he couldn't let himself think about yet. His fevered brain kept switching between ranger protocol and survival instinct. Check each site. Document. Radio in-- no, the radio was silent now. Just static and occasional distant screams that were becoming less frequent. That's when he saw it, an expensive ultralight tent in millennial pink and gray, surrounded by matching gear that looked straight out of an R E I catalog. Too pristine, barely used. A small solar charger lay futilely pointed at the clouded sky. "Hello?" His voice was rough from coughing. "Ranger service. Anyone alive in there?" "Define 'alive,'" came a strained but steady voice, followed by a cough. Andy approached cautiously, unsnapping his holster out of habit though he knew he wouldn't need it. Inside, a young woman sat cross-legged in the tent entrance, her expensive Lululemon sports bra and high-waisted hiking shorts soaked through with fever sweat. Despite everything, the death, the horror, his own fever, Andy couldn't help noticing how the wet fabric clung to her curves. Her figure was exactly the type that dominated outdoor Instagram, slim waist, toned stomach, curved hips, the sports bra struggling to contain what was clearly meant to be shown off just enough to stay within platform guidelines. He tried to push the thoughts away and focus, but his eyes kept betraying him. She looked up at him with clear eyes, fever-bright but alert. Mixed Asian-white features that hit that perfect social media sweet spot, even through the fever, high cheekbones, full lips, almond-shaped hazel eyes. Her carefully highlighted hair was plastered to her neck, mascara smudged but intact, like she'd been maintaining her appearance out of sheer habit until the fever hit. A few light freckles stood out against her flushed skin. "I'm guessing the 'shelter in place' order isn't working out great for everyone else either?" "I'm Ranger Rhee. Andy," he said, noting how her hands trembled slightly as she reached for her water bottle. "You're sick, but; not like the others." "Sarah Chen-Mitchell," she managed between sips. "And yeah, I noticed. Been listening to people cough and die all night while I just sat here with what feels like a really bad flu. Not exactly the wilderness experience I was going for." Her attempt at humor was undercut by the raw edge in her voice. Andy saw her Instagram-ready camp setup, the coordinated cookware still in its packaging, the expensive camera carefully wrapped in a rain cover, the rose gold water bottle. "We need to get you somewhere safer. Can you walk?" "Yeah, just;" She stood unsteadily, unconsciously adjusting her sports bra, a reflexive gesture that seemed absurd given the circumstances. "My car's blocked in. I tried to leave but;" She gestured at the chaos of abandoned vehicles hemming in her pristine Subaru, many with now-deceased occupants. "Look, I've got medicine and supplies back at my ranger unit," Andy said. "Pack whatever clothes and valuables you need. Leave the camping gear, we can always come back for it if;" he trailed off, not sure how to end that sentence. "Right," Sarah said, still shivering slightly in her wet athletic wear. "I should probably change too." "Do you need help?" Andy asked, then immediately regretted how that might sound. "I mean, with packing. You seem pretty weak." "No, I've got it," Sarah said quickly, pulling herself more upright. "Just; give me a few minutes?" Despite everything, there was still a hint of self-consciousness in her voice. Andy nodded and stepped away from the tent. "Take your time. We're not exactly on a schedule anymore." He heard the tent zip closed, followed by the sounds of her moving around inside. The rustle of fabric as she changed. Multiple bags being opened and closed, more than strictly necessary for just grabbing essentials, he thought. A few quiet muttered comments to herself about what to take. The distinct sound of what had to be a hairbrush being used. Even now, even here, some habits die hard. Or maybe it was just her way of holding onto normalcy for a few more minutes. Andy stood guard, trying not to listen too closely to her movements, scanning the eerily quiet campground. A crow called somewhere nearby. The mountain air was cool and clean, carrying no hint of the devastation it had helped deliver. "Ready," Sarah called softly. The tent zipper opened and she emerged with a large designer backpack, now dressed in a black Alo Yoga tube top that showcased her toned shoulders and pushed up her cleavage, paired with high-waisted leggings that clung to every curve. Her face was scrubbed clean of makeup, but her dark hair was neatly brushed, falling in waves around her shoulders. The fever flush in her cheeks only enhanced her natural beauty, that calculated mix of exotic and approachable that had probably earned her thousands of followers. She caught Andy's gaze traveling over her body and gave a small, knowing shrug, arching her back slightly. "I know, I know. Not exactly survival wear. But it's what I brought for my Instagram hiking content, so;" She did a little pose, definitely more displaying than mocking now, the movement emphasizing her curves. Andy found himself watching much longer than he should, and her slight smile suggested that was exactly the response she'd wanted. "We can probably find you something more practical at the gear store," he managed, forcing his eyes back to her face. "Heavy duty pants, boots, proper rain gear." "Perfect," she smiled, her voice dropping slightly despite her obvious exhaustion. "Though I did bring some actually useful stuff." She knelt by her bag, the movement making Andy struggle to keep his eyes up. "Latest gen military water filter, my dad's company makes them for the marines. Handles way more volume than those little Life Straws. Satellite uplink that'll work even if the normal networks are down. And this;" She pulled out a sleek black device. "GoPro 12 with infrared. Not even on the market yet, I was supposed to demo it next month." Clean water for a larger group. Communications. Night operations. He tried not to sound too eager. "That; could all come in really handy." As they walked to his truck, both carefully kept their eyes forward, ignoring the abandoned cars and what lay inside them. Andy carried her bag despite her token protest, noticing how she stayed close to his side. "So," Sarah said once they were in the truck, adjusting the AC vent toward her flushed face. "How long have you been a ranger here?" The question seemed deliberately normal, almost absurdly so given the circumstances. "Three years here. Before that, two years at Joshua Tree." "Oh, I was just at Joshua Tree! That Hidden Valley trail at sunset, it was so beautiful." She spoke wistfully, her enthusiasm fading as the weight of everything they had experienced in the past three days settled back. Andy gestured at her bag. "Tell me about that gear, you said there was a satellite uplink?" "Right." Sarah dug through her bag, pulling out sleek boxes with military-style lettering. She started reading, her voice growing more confident as she went. "Okay, so this is a 'Starlink Tactical Ground Array', it's got four encrypted receiver units that can talk to each other from anywhere on Earth. Says here it can maintain 4G speeds even without ground infrastructure." She looked up. "Guess Dad's company wasn't just being paranoid with all this survivalist tech." "Wait, you mean that little thing has internet access? I don't see a satellite dish anywhere." "Yeah I think so. I think the array can mimic the behavior of a dish without actually needing one." "That's huge. We really need more information about what's going on." Andy said, feeling hopeful about something for the first time in days. She nodded and moved on to the water system. "This one's cool, processes up to 25 gallons per hour, removes everything down to 0.0001 microns. Works on chemical and biological agents too. If we can get some acid and lye we can keep reusing it forever." "And the camera?" Andy asked. "Let's see; Military-grade infrared imaging, 4K resolution in complete darkness, range up to;" she squinted at the manual. "Thermal detection at 200 meters." "Could probably rig that into a decent night sight," Andy mused, then caught himself. Sarah glanced at his holstered pistol, then out at the empty park road. After a long pause, she cleared her throat and went back to the manual, her voice quieter. "It's got some kind of A I field-of-view system too;" Day 4, Evening After getting Sarah settled at his unit, Andy continued searching for survivors and checking on the dying. Near the clinic, he found Miguel Martinez slumped against a supply cabinet, still in his blood-stained uniform but maintaining his ramrod-straight Marine posture even now. The room around him showed signs of his final efforts, organized medical supplies, careful notes on symptoms, a log of those he'd tried to help. He looked up weakly from his notebook when Andy arrived. "Rhee." Miguel's voice was barely a whisper. "You made it. Figured you might. Always had the look." "Miguel," Andy started, but the older ranger cut him off with a weak wave. "Save it. Listen. Daniela's following protocol at home. She got sick two days ago. But she's stronger. Already sounding better on the radio this morning. She must be immune, like you, alaba al Señor". Immune. Were they immune? The idea hit Andy like a truck. Andy knew Daniela, had helped train her on basic ranger procedures, watched her grow up these past three years. Though only fourteen, her prepper father had subject her to a rigorous marine-style training regimen that made her an extremely competent survivalist. She'd always seemed almost comically over-prepared, showing up to basic first aid training with a full combat medical kit. If there was anyone left to laugh, they wouldn't be now. "Her isolation ends tomorrow morning," Miguel continued. "She knows what to do, but;" Another coughing fit wracked him, blood spattering his arm. "She'll need;" He grabbed Andy's wrist with surprising strength. "You take care of her. After. Promise me." "If it comes to that. I swear." Andy attempted a smile. "Although, she might be the one taking care of me in the end." Miguel chuckled softly. Andy tried to help Miguel up, but the older ranger shook his head. "Too late for me. Already tried everything here. Nothing helps. Just;" He pulled himself straighter. "Just let me finish my notes. Document everything. Might help someone." Andy nodded, throat tight. He gripped Miguel's hand one more time, and they looked each other in the eyes. He gave Miguel a solemn nod, and headed to the Martinez cabin. Through a small clear section in the sealed window, he could see Daniela's silhouette moving around inside, her survival supplies arranged with precision. Just like her father had taught her. "Daniela?" he called softly. She approached the window, and even through the plastic he could see the fever flush in her cheeks. But her voice was strong, clear. "Ranger Rhee. Status report: began showing symptoms approximately 36 hours ago. Fever peaked at 101.2 last night. Currently maintaining isolation." A pause. "Dad mentioned you were coming." "Seems you're also OK, like me. I found another survivor too." Daniela nodded, processing. "Isolation ends at 0600 tomorrow. That's when Dad's supposed to come get me, " Her voice caught. "Is; is dad;? I haven't asked, but; he sounds really weak right now." "We'll see. He's not looking great to be honest, Daniela. I'm sorry." The poor girl tried to maintain composure but Andy could see her eyes well up. She turned away briefly, then turned back. When she spoke again, her voice was wavered slightly. "I'll maintain quarantine until morning." "Are you sure you don't want to go see him? You seem OK, I don't think it would hurt." She shook her head "No. I'll talk to him on the radio. Protocol is protocol." "OK. I'll come get you at six." Andy headed back to his cabin, to Sarah, the weight of Miguel's last watch at the clinic and his daughter's words falling on his shoulders. Tomorrow morning would come too soon, and not soon enough. Day 4, Late Night The commissary had been eerily quiet, its automatic doors frozen half-open. Andy had gathered what he could, protein bars, dried fruit, bottles of water. The walk back to his cabin felt longer than usual, each shadow holding the potential for another body, another victim. He saw the Starlink array before he reached his door, a sleek black apparatus that looked more like a piece of modern art than military hardware. Sarah had positioned the nodes in a complex nested arrangement. Andy was mildly impressed, it looked precisely done. The cabin door creaked slightly as he pushed it open. "Sarah, I got some-" He stopped short. She was curled up in his bed, wrapped in her sleeping bag despite the warmth of the evening. Her face was peaceful in sleep, the fever flush finally fading from her cheeks. Her dark hair spilled across his pillow, and he noticed she'd changed into a pale pink Alo Yoga tank top that looked brand-new. The transformation from her carefully curated daytime appearance was striking. She looked younger, more vulnerable. Andy set the supplies down as quietly as he could and backed out of the cabin. She needed the rest more than she needed food right now. Outside, his phone buzzed, the first notification he'd received in days. The Starlink array hummed softly, its status light steady green. He pulled out his phone with slightly trembling hands and watched as notifications began flooding in. Email. Twitter. News alerts. The world outside the park still existed apparently, somehow. He sat heavily in one of the wooden chairs on his small porch, opened his laptop, and began downloading the prepper manuals Miguel had mentioned so many times, "Emergency Protocols for Systemic Collapse", "Catastrophic Event Recovery, Reference Encyclopedia" and "Technology Bootstrapping, How to Restart Industrial Society". The download started immediately, the normalcy of a digital download almost shocking after days of internet silence. Then he opened Twitter, and his breath caught in his throat. The feed was sparse but active. Scattered voices calling out from around the world, trying to find others. A woman in Seattle reporting that her entire family had survived. A doctor in Mumbai documenting recovery rates. A thread from the CDC, last updated two days ago, describing it as an avian flu with aerosol human-human and human-bird transmission, confirming what Miguel had alluded to, some people got deathly ill, a tiny fraction just got sick and recovered, and there seemed to be no pattern to it. Someone, a software engineer in Morocco, according to the about page, had anticipated the grid's imminent collapse and created a simplified Twitter clone called Beacon. It apparently ran on a solar-powered home server farm with redundant battery backups, designed specifically to operate via Starlink. The site was bare-bones but functional: just a global chronological feed, basic search, hashtags, geotags, and posts limited to 280 characters. One tweet from a virologist caught his eye: "Preliminary data suggests  roughly a point 8% survival rate globally. Fascinating gender disparity, female survivors outnumbering male 7 to 1. Genetic factor? Hormonal? Need more data." Andy scrolled through location tags, trying to piece together the scale of it. The posts from major cities painted a chaotic picture, hundreds of survivors in New York, Los Angeles, Shanghai, but all isolated, scattered across vast urban landscapes. No real organization yet, just desperate attempts to connect. "Anyone alive near Brooklyn Heights?" "S O S from Miracle Mile L A, have supplies, need medical." "Twenty survivors at Pudong Hospital Shanghai, seeking others." The shock was still fresh, the posts raw with grief and disbelief. Nobody was talking about rebuilding yet. They were still counting their losses. The manuals finished downloading, and Andy forced himself to close Twitter. He needed to focus on what he could control, keeping Sarah and Daniela alive, gathering supplies, and getting out of Yosemite to a more major population center. The wider world would still be there tomorrow, whatever was left of it. He looked up at Half Dome, now silvered by moonlight. The ancient granite face was unchanged, indifferent to the apocalypse that had just played out beneath it. Somewhere in the darkness, coyotes began to howl, a sound that had always made the park feel wild and untamed. Now it felt like a reminder: nature was already moving on, reclaiming what had briefly been borrowed. Andy opened the survival manual's PDF, finding the section on "Social Collapse and Communication Strategies." The manual laid out different strategies based on mortality rates, 30%, 50%, 70%, 90%, 99%. With a grimace, he scrolled to the 99% section. "In the immediate aftermath of a >99% mortality event, social structures will be broadly erased and surviving population density will be too low for the immediate formation of antagonistic groups. Unlike smaller-scale disasters where existing social structures remain partially intact, catastrophic collapse temporarily eliminates the organizational capacity for coordinated action, hostile or otherwise. Survivors in the first weeks will be focused on immediate personal survival. During this brief window, other survivors can generally be trusted to be cooperative and helpful, as the shared experience of massive loss promotes prosocial behavior." The manual continued, further down: "Warning: This cooperative phase is temporary. As basic survival needs are met, humans will inevitably begin forming new social groups, 'tribes,' and power structures to replace those lost. Competition for resources will resume once excess pre-collapse supplies have been exhausted. Early contact and alliance formation during the cooperative phase is essential for long-term survival." Upon reading this, Andy elected to make the following post on twitter: "Ranger Andy Rhee, Yosemite National Park. Three possibly immune, North Pines/Ranger housing. Food plentiful, limited medical. Starlink operational. Main roads clear, helicopter landing sites available. Will monitor channel here & @Beacon." He followed it up with a post linking the survival manuals. He then switched to Beacon, created an account, and made the same posts. A slight rustling from inside the cabin drew his attention back to their immediate situation. He quietly stepped inside, retrieving the digital thermometer from his first aid kit. Sarah stirred slightly as he approached but didn't wake when he gently pressed the thermometer to her temple. 99 point 1, much better than this morning. He checked his own temperature next: 98 point 9. Their mild cases seemed to be resolving as quickly as they'd come on. He set his phone alarm for 5:30AM, enough time to get to Daniela's cabin by six as promised. The couch wasn't particularly comfortable, but he'd slept in far worse places. As he settled in with a spare blanket, his ranger training kicked in, categorizing the night sounds filtering through the cabin walls. Crickets. An owl. The distant yip of coyotes. Normal sounds. Safe sounds. The last thing he saw before drifting off was the green status light of the Starlink array through the window, blinking steadily like a new kind of star. The group assesses their situation, plans to leave Yosemite. Day 5, Pre-Dawn The alarm's buzz jolted Andy awake, but another sensation immediately registered, the rich aroma of fresh coffee. Sarah was curled up in his reading chair, scrolling through her phone, but as soon as she heard him stir, she immediately switched it off and turned her full attention to him. She'd changed into a new Alo Yoga set, a lavender sports bra under a white cropped tank, paired with high-waisted leggings in a matching shade. Her hair was pulled back in a messy-but-somehow-perfect bun, showing off her neck and shoulders. The fever flush was completely gone, replaced by her natural warm complexion. "Morning," she said warmly, uncurling from the chair with a practiced, fluid grace. "Made coffee. The fancy pour-over kind I found in your kitchen. Hope that's okay." Her hazel eyes met his, lingering just a moment too long as she took in his rumpled ranger uniform. "Sorry about commandeering your bed. I just meant to take a quick nap." She gave him an apologetic smile. Andy accepted the steaming mug she offered, trying not to notice how the morning light played across her toned body. "No problem. I'm used to sleeping rough. Comes with the job." Sarah tucked her legs under her on the couch next to him. The expensive fabric of her leggings caught the light as she moved, and she settled slightly closer than necessary, her knee just barely brushing his thigh. "I need to head out in about thirty minutes," Andy said, checking his phone. "There's another survivor at the park. A ranger's daughter. Her quarantine period ends at six." Sarah's eyes lit up. "Wait, really? Someone else made it?" She sat straight. "Yes. Daniela. She's fourteen, Miguel's daughter, one of our senior rangers. He;" Andy paused, remembering Miguel's final words. "He's not gonna make it." He took a deep breath. "Miguel was a big prepper. He made sure Daniela would be ready for anything. Kid's probably better prepared for this than me, honestly. He was ex-Marine, trained her in everything, survival skills, firearms, emergency medicine. I've seen her take apart and reassemble a rifle blindfolded." Sarah's eyebrows rose. "Fourteen? God." Her expression softened. "Must have been intense, growing up like that. Learning survival stuff instead of just; being a kid." "Miguel was," Andy searched for the right words. "He was paranoid I guess. We used to joke about his 'disaster preparedness' lectures." He snorted gently, irony in his voice. "And her mom?" "Passed away years ago, while Daniela was a child. Aneurysm." Andy took another sip of coffee. "Miguel basically raised her alone." Sarah held her coffee mug, pulling her legs toward her and wrapping her arms around them. "Damn, she's been through a lot already, huh? I hope she's alright." She glanced down at her designer workout wear and gave a small, self-aware smile. "Well, we should probably get ready to meet our teenage survival expert. Think she'll judge my completely impractical apocalypse wardrobe?" Andy couldn't help but smile. "Probably." He paused, then added, "Have you found Beacon yet? The Twitter alternative?" "Yeah, I was just reading through it earlier," Sarah leaned forward, coffee forgotten. "There's a virologist who's been collecting data. Says survival seems almost completely random, except for this weird seven-to-one female-to-male ratio and a slight correlation with genetic relatedness,, like if your sister survived, you had maybe a tiny bit higher chance. But besides that;" She shook her head. "No pattern. Not health status, not location or exposure level, or ethnicity, not even age. Just random genetic lottery. Either your b-cells already make the right antibodies, or they don't. I'd guess there's actually some correlation with age like there is with any disease, old immune people might still die from the mild flu symptoms we had. But; well," she sighed. "I doubt enough people are surviving in the first place right now to get that kind of data." Andy raised an eyebrow. She caught his look and shrugged, waving her hand casually. "I'm a biology major. Molecular cell biology. We learned some of this stuff last year." She continued, "Anyway, other than that it was mostly random people and groups asking for help, or offering help. It seems like all our old governments, systems, whatever, they're all gone." "Yeah. It's a whole new world out there." Andy said. "Have you thought about posting anything?" "I wasn't sure if it would be safe," Sarah admitted. "Announcing our location." "Actually," Andy said, "I already made a post last night. I was able to download survival manuals last night and they had an interesting take on it, right after something this catastrophic, people are still in shock, focused on basic survival. They don't have the resources or organization yet to be really dangerous. It's actually the best time to make contact, before people start forming new power structures and competing for resources and territory." "I see," Sarah said, working through the implications. "So what did you post?" "Just the basics. That there were survivors at Yosemite, that we have Starlink, medical supplies. That the roads are clear if anyone needs to reach us. Links to the same survival manuals." He took another sip of coffee. "Figured we should make connections while people are still helping each other." Sarah's lips curved slightly into a soft grin. "So, if you'd found me a few weeks from now, you wouldn't have been so friendly?" "Hey, don't ask me," Andy raised his hands in mock defense. "The manual knows best. Apparently I'm destined to become dangerous and territorial any day now." "Guess I met you at just the right time then," she said softly, her eyes meeting his for a moment before looking away. A quiet moment passed between them, the morning sun slowly brightening the cabin. "Where are you studying?" Andy asked, then caught himself. "Or; were you studying?" Sarah's face flickered with something complicated. "Was. Am? I;" She took a breath. "Biology at UCLA. Second year." Her voice grew quiet. "I kept searching Beacon for anyone from campus, but; nothing yet." Day 5, Morning Daniela was already sitting outside on a bench by the cabin when they arrived, military-surplus backpack at her feet, a shotgun slung over her shoulder, dressed in practical outdoor wear that made Sarah look especially out of place. She stood as they approached. Her dark hair was pulled back in a tight, no-nonsense braid, and she sat with straight-backed posture, almost too straight, like she was holding herself together through sheer will. "Ranger Rhee," she said crisply, standing as they approached. She let her eyes drift to Sarah, taking in the expensive athleisure wear and aggressively feminine curves with a quick, assessing glance that held equal parts teenage girl's envy and survival expert's dismissal. "Daniela, this is Sarah," Andy said. "She's another survivor, immune like us." Daniela gave a short nod, then launched into what felt like a rehearsed speech. "Status report: fever peaked at 101.2 three days ago, now normal temperature for 48 hours. No remaining symptoms." She gestured to her pack, her words coming slightly too fast. "I've assembled primary survival gear, in case we need to leave in a hurry. Secondary cache inside includes a hand-crank radio set, four topographical maps of Yosemite and surrounding regions, California road atlas with marked backup routes, water filtration system, three weeks of MRE, six hundred feet of para-cord in various thickness, four heavy-duty tarps." She took a quick breath, her rehearsed rhythm barely faltering. "We also have a weapons cache. One Remington 700 bolt-action with scope and 1000 rounds, one Mossberg 500 shotgun with 1000 shells, four Glock 19s with 1000 rounds of 9mm, two semi-automatic AR-15s with 5000 total rounds. RPG-7 with eight rockets. Two cases each of fragmentation grenades and flashbangs. Ten pounds of C4 with detonators. A dozen anti-personnel and anti-vehicle mines." Andy's eyes widened at the arsenal, and Sarah let out a quiet "wow." Daniela continued at top speed without acknowledging their reactions. "Two sets of Level IV body armor with trauma plates. Four tactical vests. Medical supplies organized by emergency type. Dad's old paper survival guides and field manuals. Solar oven. Basic vegetable seed packets. Shortwave radio. Antibiotics." She paused. "And a sewing machine. Manual one. For repairs." That last item seemed to crack her professional veneer slightly. She looked at Andy, her carefully maintained composure slipping. "Have you; have you seen my dad since;? He; he hasn't been responding." Andy's expression told her everything before he could speak. "Not since the clinic," he said softly. Daniela's chin trembled once, but she snapped back into her military bearing so quickly it was painful to watch, like a child playing soldier to keep the monsters away. Her voice was smaller but desperately steady when she spoke again. "What's our next move, sir?" Andy stroked his chin, considering his words carefully. "I've only got the broad strokes of a plan right now. We've got internet at my cabin, Sarah brought a military-grade Starlink array." He gave Daniela a quick overview of what they'd learned: the devastating global death toll, the seemingly random pattern of who lived and died. He mentioned the scattered posts they'd seen on Beacon, survivors in major cities trying to connect, the complete collapse of traditional infrastructure. "Here's what I'm thinking," he continued, in an attempted measured tone. "We can't stay in Yosemite. Winter's going to be tough up here, isolated, we could probably survive if we stay indoors and eat canned food or whatever we can hunt the whole time but what would that get us? We wouldn't be any closer to setting up a long term settlement, even with your father's preparations;" He paused, careful with his words. "We need to find more people. We need to probably get to a major population center. More people means more survivors means more knowledge, more resources, better chances of rebuilding something sustainable." Daniela nodded, her expression suggesting she'd already run similar calculations. "I'd say we take a day or two here first," Andy added. "Sweep the park a few more times for survivors. Gather whatever useful supplies we can find from the stores, visitor centers, other ranger stations." "Ok, that makes sense. Where's my dad?" Daniela said quietly. Andy didn't hesitate. "He's at the clinic. East wing, near the supply cabinets. Do you want us to come with you?" She shook her head. "I'll go by myself." She was already turning to leave. Andy watched her go, knowing that splitting up wasn't ideal but reasoning that the park was likely empty now except for them, and with her confident shotgun slung over her shoulder, she could probably take care of herself. "Meet us back at my cabin later," he called after her. "And keep an eye out for any large trucks or gas canisters while you're out. We'll be checking the valley store," he added. "See what we can salvage." Sarah spoke up. "I'm really glad to meet you, Daniela. It's; it's good to have another girl alive." She gave a small self-deprecating smile. "I'm obviously not as prepared as you, but; I'll do my best to not be a burden." Daniela merely nodded, wearing a worried, distant expression, and headed off toward the clinic, her stride purposeful but tense. Day 5, Morning The morning air was crisp as they headed toward the valley store, Half Dome looming above them in the clear sky. Sarah walked close to Andy's side, her earlier morning quietness replaced by an almost nervous energy. "She's so; composed," Sarah said, shaking her head in wonder. "I mean, she's cataloging military-grade weapons like she's reading a shopping list." She adjusted her designer backpack, suddenly self-conscious. "Did you see how she looked at me? I swear I could hear her mentally calculating how quickly I'd die in the wilderness." The path narrowed between some fallen trees and Sarah stepped ahead, her juicy curves swaying hypnotically as she walked. Andy gave in and let himself watch, taking in how her expensive leggings showcased her plump rear and hips rolling side to side with each step. Her ass was built for likes more than functionality but no less captivating for it. "You know, she's not actually hating on you," he said, forcing his attention back to their conversation. "She just processes everything as tactical information, it's how Miguel trained her. Analyzing strengths, weaknesses, capabilities." Sarah tucked a strand of highlighted hair behind her ear. "An RPG though? Like, an actual bazooka? Does he expect to fight a freaking tank?" "Maybe. I wouldn't put it past him." Andy replied with a shrug. "But explosives actually have a lot of use besides tanks you know. If you need to blow up a wall or car someone is hiding behind for example. In war, you're often running out of RPGs before you run out of bullets." Sarah paused, considering. "Where does a park ranger even get that kind of stuff anyway?" "Miguel had connections from his Marine days. Never talked about them much." "God, poor kid." Sarah's voice softened. "All that training, and she still lost him anyway." She was quiet for a moment, then added, "At least she knows what to do now. I'm totally useless here." Andy glanced at her. "Hey, you brought the Starlink. And the filtration system. That's not nothing." "Yeah, but I wasn't even planning to use them." She gave a small, self-deprecating laugh. "I didn't even know how they worked until yesterday. I was just supposed to make them look good in pictures." They rounded a bend in the path, the store's entrance coming into view. Sarah slowed slightly, her voice more thoughtful. "You know when Daniela was listing all that gear, there was something about the sewing machine. Do you think it was her mom's?" Andy nodded. "It was just;" She trailed off, searching for words. "Like for a second the whole soldier act dropped, and she was just a kid who lost her parents." Andy nodded, remembering the slight tremor in Daniela's voice at that moment. They reached the store's entrance, its glass doors standing partially open. Sarah instinctively moved closer to Andy's side as they faced the quiet and empty building. The morning light streamed through the store's high windows and skylights, illuminating neat aisles of outdoor gear and camping supplies. Everything was still in its place, the pandemic had moved too quickly for panic buying or looting. The store felt frozen in time, like its staff had simply stepped out for lunch and never returned. "Boots and outdoor gear are in the back left," Andy said, gesturing. "Look for something waterproof, with good ankle support. And grab some proper hiking pants, the kind with zip-off legs and plenty of pockets. I'm going to check our food supplies in the storage room." Sarah nodded, already moving toward the clothing section. "I'll try to channel my inner Daniela. No more Instagram fashion choices." Andy headed to the back of the store, past rows of camping equipment and climbing gear. The storage room door was locked, but a few solid swings with the fire axe he'd retrieved from its wall mount made short work of the deadbolt. Inside, he swept his gaze across rows of shelves stacked with boxes and crates. His shoulders relaxed as he took inventory, hundreds of cans of chili, soup, and vegetables. Sealed packages of dried fruits and trail mix. Energy bars by the case. Enough preserved food to feed a small group for months, maybe longer if they rationed carefully. Way more than they could possibly take with them. Returning to the main area, Andy methodically selected gear from the high-end section, a rugged Carhartt jacket, some water-resistant hiking pants, and a pair of well-reviewed Merrell boots to supplement his ranger gear. He grabbed a Leatherman Wave+ multi-tool, a pair of Vortex binoculars, and several high-end headlamps and lanterns with spare batteries. Making his way to the women's section, he found Sarah studying her reflection in a full-length mirror. She'd changed into a pair of olive-green tactical pants that, despite their utilitarian design, hugged her curves perfectly where they cinched at her waist. A cropped camo compression top showed off her toned midriff while providing actual support and protection. Black Salomon hiking boots replaced her pristine Nikes, and an Arc'teryx jacket in sleek black completed the ensemble. She'd managed to find gear that was both practical and flattering, the pants especially seemed designed to enhance rather than hide her natural assets. She turned slightly, checking the fit from different angles. "What do you think?" she asked, adjusting the jacket. "The pants are actually really comfortable. And this top breathes really well." She moved through a few stretches, testing the range of motion, the gear moving naturally with her body, causing her ample bust to jiggle pleasantly. Andy tried not to stare. "Those boots are perfect," Andy said, nodding approvingly. "Salomon makes some of the best. They'll last for years if you take care of them." Sarah bent down to grab another small pile of clothes from the floor. "I grabbed some things for Daniela too." "Good idea. How do you know what size she is?" Andy asked, eyeing the stack of clothing. Sarah laughed, a glint in her eyes. "Trust me, I can tell. It's a girl thing." She folded the clothes with efficiency, tucking them into a rugged canvas duffel bag and her new backpack. "Plus, everything I picked has adjustable waists and drawstrings. She'll be able to make it work." Day 5, Evening The crackling of the campfire filled the silence between them as they sat in front of Andy's cabin, the flames casting flickering shadows across their faces. Steam rose from their bowls of rehydrated beef stew. Daniela sat cross-legged on a log, her new pants and boots looking almost too perfect, still creased from their packaging. Her dark hair was pulled back in a fresh braid, but a few strands had escaped during the day's labor, clinging to her neck. Her spoon moved mechanically from bowl to mouth, her expression distant and detached. The blisters on her hands from digging the grave were hidden beneath fingerless gloves. Sarah sat on a camp chair, somehow making even that look graceful. She'd changed into black leggings and an oversized ranger station sweatshirt she'd found, her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Her eyes kept flicking to Daniela. Each time she caught herself watching too long, she'd look away quickly, taking small, careful bites of her stew. Andy was hunched over his phone, the light illuminating his face as he scrolled through Beacon posts. The Starlink array hummed softly behind them, its status lights reflecting off the cabin windows. "More reports coming in from the Bay Area," he said finally, breaking the silence. "Sounds like they're organizing some kind of central meeting point in San Francisco. Using the Presidio as a base camp." Sarah nodded, seizing the conversation attempt. "Makes sense. I've been there before. It's really pretty." Daniela continued eating mechanically, showing no response. The fire popped loudly, sending up a shower of sparks. Daniela's hand dropped down to her holster before she realized what she was doing, then went back to her food. Her face remained carefully blank, but her knuckles whitened around her spoon. Sarah's eyes met Andy's over the fire. She opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again, turning her attention back to her own bowl. Andy set his phone down, choosing his words carefully. "We should probably talk about where we're heading. We've got some options to consider." Sarah chimed in again. "Yeah, like you said, the Bay Area seems to be organizing faster than anywhere else," she offered. "And my parents live in Palo Alto." She let the thought hang unfinished. "L A is an option, too;" Andy said, for now trying to brush past thoughts of Sarah's lost loved ones, and by extension his own as well. "More spread out, might be easier to find supplies. And Sarah you know the area pretty well I assume?" She nodded. He continued, thoughtful. "The Central Valley has farming potential, but no real organization showing up yet. Portland and Seattle are possibilities, but that's a long trek north. If we want to go south, Vegas and Phoenix also exist." The logo of Fallout New Vegas appeared in his mind's eye. "South is out," Daniela spoke suddenly, her voice flat. "Can't farm without major irrigation infrastructure. Nobody's maintaining those systems anymore." It was the most she'd said since returning from the clinic. Andy nodded. "True. We could probably gather enough fuel to make it across the country if we wanted to risk it, but;" "That's a lot of unknown territory to cover," Sarah finished. She pulled out her phone, scrolling through Beacon posts. "Though from what I'm seeing, the East Coast isn't doing any better than we are. Maybe worse, winter is coming." "The cold and snow would be a major disadvantage," Daniela said, her voice taking on the precise tone she used when reciting her father's lessons. "Increased resource consumption, limited farming windows, higher risk of mechanical failures in vehicles and equipment." She set her empty bowl aside. "California's the logical choice. Better climate, more stable growing seasons." "Agreed," Andy said. Daniela seemed to find stability in talking about this. "So that brings us back to L A versus the Bay." "The Bay Area is the only logical choice between the two." Daniela began ticking points off on her fingers, echoing discussions that had happened many times before. "The peninsula provides natural defensive positions. Multiple deep-water harbors for future maritime operations. Significantly more unpaved space for urban agriculture compared to the L A concrete sprawl." She continued briskly. "Plus, direct river access to the Central Valley farming regions around Stockton, where there's plenty of water for farming. From L A, you'd have to cross the Transverse Ranges to get to Bakersfield- that's a major liability for supply lines." Her voice took on an edge of disdain. "And farming that far south in the Valley isn't going to be viable anymore anyway, they're almost as reliant on irrigation as Phoenix or Las Vegas." She shook her head decisively. "The L A positioning is completely unsustainable. Anyone there should be evacuating to the Bay immediately." Andy nodded slowly, impressed but not surprised by the depth of analysis. He'd seen this level of preparation in everything Miguel and Daniela did. He glanced at Sarah, eyebrows raised in silent question. Sarah gave one of her small, self-deprecating smiles. "Don't look at me for expertise. The most strategic thinking I've ever done is planning photoshoots." She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "But Daniela's logic makes perfect sense. I mean, it's clearly been; thoroughly thought through." "The Bay it is then," Andy said, straightening up. "We should take two days to prepare; we can stock up on food, supplies, and then pick cars. There are plenty of abandoned vehicles in the valley, we'll need time to find the right ones and load them properly. It's not a long drive, but we should be thorough." He looked between them both. "We leave in three days." To be continued. Based on a post by the hospital, for Literotica.

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Let's learn all about the location and history of the heart of Takhisis' empire in Krynn, the evil city of Neraka. You can buy the Dragonlance Campaign Setting here: https://www.dmsguild.com/en/product/28592/dragonlance-campaign-setting-3-5?affiliate_id=50797 https://youtu.be/OB6Z2cN37Ag Transcript Cold Open In the shadowed heart of the Khalkist Mountains… where the land cracks open like wounds in the earth… lies a city whispered in fear across all Ansalon. Intro Welcome to another DragonLance Saga episode. My name is Adam and today I am going to talk about Neraka. I would like to take a moment and thank the DLSaga YouTube members and Patreon patrons, and invite you to consider becoming a member or patron by following the links in the description below. You can even pick up Dragonlance media using my affiliate links. I am referencing DL14 Dragons of Triumph, The Atlas of the Dragonlance World, Tales of the Lance boxed set, War of the Lance, and Dragonlance Campaign Setting sourcebooks for this information. If I leave anything out or misspeak, please leave a comment below! Discussion Neraka lies cradled in a high valley of the Khalkist Mountains, a region infamous for its barren peaks, volcanic scars, and broken, fissured plains. The Plains of Neraka stretch outward like a scar, a yellow-brown wasteland cracked with hundreds of crevasses. Some belch sulfurous smoke or even pillars of flame. Others simply yawn open into darkness. Even the roads leading to Neraka were carved by slaves—fine stone highways that bridge fissures and cut through the hostile terrain toward three major destinations: Sanction to the south, Estwilde to the north, and the scattered mountain tracks to the east and west. The mountains around the city are harsh and dry. Streams vanish into dust, thunderstorms turn the proud roads into rivers of mud, and the volcanic peaks sometimes smoke with an ominous glow. Travelers claim the very land seems hostile… almost alive. It's here—amid harsh rock and sulfur—where Takhisis chose to plant the seed of her empire. The name Neraka is older than the Cataclysm. Long before humans settled the valley, the High Ogres ruled a northern city called Narakid. Humans took the land long before 1300 PC… but when the fiery mountain fell during the Cataclysm, that early Neraka vanished beneath destruction. Centuries later—after the world was broken—settlers found something strange in an isolated glade: a twisted root of stone, all that remained of the Kingpriest's temple from Istar. When they built a settlement around it, they believed that they had rediscovered the original Neraka. But they were wrong. That root had been planted there—intentionally—by Takhisis. In the second century after the Cataclysm, the Dark Queen chose this glade as the birthplace of her return. From the stone root grew the Temple of Darkness, a sprawling, organic, unnatural structure that would become the beating heart of her new empire. And around that temple grew a new Neraka… the Neraka the world would come to fear. Neraka is divided like rings around a wound: 1. The Outer Bailey. The outermost ring is a maze of chaos—dense streets jammed with brothels, slave pens, ramshackle huts, open markets, foul-smelling alleys, and mobs of desperate or dangerous people. Goblins haggle with ogres. Human criminals brush shoulders with mercenaries. And the Dark Knights' barracks stand neatly just beyond the squalor, an unsettling reminder that order here comes only from fear. 2. The Inner Bailey. Inside the first walls, buildings press tightly together under the shadow of watchtowers. Smithies, supply stores, military workshops, and housing for the Dragonarmies fill these cramped quarters. Each army maintains its own heavily guarded district. Rivalries run hot, and even in the city’s prime, fights between soldiers were so common that Takhisis's personal troops often had to break them up. 3. The Heart of the City. At the center once stood the terrible Temple of Darkness—a massive, living fortress where the Dragon Highlords met under the watchful gaze of the Queen of Darkness. After the War of the Lance, the temple collapsed inward, disappearing into a vast sinkhole. Its blackened stones litter the southern valley, poisonous to life even centuries later. Nothing grows where the temple fell—just bleeding rock and sulfurous fumes, a wound on Krynn that refuses to heal. Beneath all three layers lies the Undercity: a spiderweb of caves, tunnels, sewers, and catacombs. It connects the outer districts, inner quarters, and even the forgotten dungeons beneath the Temple. Many use the Undercity to avoid guards—but horrors lurk below, remnants of experiments, monsters, and things twisted by the temple's dark magic. During the Age of Despair, Neraka became the shining—if grotesque—capital of Takhisis's Dragon Empire. Criminals, mercenaries, cultists, and the desperate flocked there. Under Ariakas, the Dragon Highlord, the first Dragonarmies took shape here. By 348 AC, the city pulsed with soldiers, draconians, ogres, goblins, spies, and slaves. Riches from early victories in the War of the Lance poured in. Streets overflowed. Crime flourished. Rival armies brawled openly. And yet—strict order remained whenever the Highlords commanded. This was the heart of the Queen of Darkness herself. The center of evil on Ansalon. And it all came crashing down in 352 AC. When the Whitestone Army closed in, the Heroes of the Lance infiltrated the city. They reached the Temple of Darkness… and destroyed it from within, triggering chaos. The Dragonarmies turned on one another in a frenzy for control, shattering the city in the process. Neraka burned. Its armies scattered. Its goddess vanished. After Takhisis's defeat, Neraka remained a haven for evil—but without unity. The Dark Knights, newly formed and led from Storm's Keep, mostly ignored the broken city. A Lord Mayor ruled for a time… until the rise of Mirielle Abrena. After the Chaos War, she seized Neraka by force, executed the mayor, and declared herself Governor-General. Under Abrena, Neraka again rose in power—until her assassination. Morham Targonne then moved the Knight's capital to Jelek, sending Neraka into decline. But after the War of Souls, the Dark Knights returned once more. Neraka is—once again—their seat of power, grim as ever. Neraka teems with factions: The Nerakan Guard, led by Captain Joras Gelt, maintains harsh order outside the temple grounds. The Red Watch, Blue Watch, Green Regiment, and Black Guard—elite units of sivaks, kapaks, and bozaks—defend the Dragonarmies' interests. The Hidden Light, an underground resistance led by Talent Orren and Lute the Pawnbroker, fights quietly against the influence of darkness. The population is a volatile mix: humans, draconians, ogres, goblins, dwarves, minotaurs, and even the occasional giant. Trade is thriving but grim—slaves, mercenaries, weapons, stolen goods, and black-market items flowing between Sanction, Khur, and Zhakar. Neraka remains a symbol of tyranny and ambition. Its streets are dangerous. Its politics are ruthless. Its shadow stretches across all of Taman Busuk. And yet… it is alive. A boiling cauldron of power, violence, and fear—waiting for history to turn once more. Where darkness gathers, Neraka stands. Outro And that is all I have to say about Neraka. What do you think of this center of evil? Have you ever played the War of the Lance campaign and invaded Neraka? And do you think the town will ever rise again as a center of evil might in the Age of Mortals? Leave a comment below. I would like to invite you to subscribe to this YouTube channel, ring the bell to get notified about upcoming videos, and click the like button. It all helps other Dragonlance fans learn about this channel and its content. Thank you for watching — this has been Adam with DragonLance Saga, and until next time, remember: It is the spirit of the game, not the letter of the rules, which is important.

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Arcana Coelestia  8497 … goodness and truth which flow in from the Lord are joined together and so to speak made the person's own. This is what the joining of heaven, that is, of those in heaven, to the Lord is like. The words ‘as if from what was their own' are used because the good of faith and charity can never be imparted to man or angel to be actually his own, for men and angels are merely recipients, or forms properly adjusted to receive life from the Lord, and so goodness and truth from Him. True life comes from no other source; and since life comes from the Lord it cannot be more than what seems to be a person's own. Those who abide in the Lord however clearly perceive that life flows in, consequently that goodness and truth do so since these are contained in that life. The reason why life seems to be a person's own is that in His Divine Love the Lord wishes to impart and join to a person all that is His, and so far as it can be done He does join it. What is then the person's own, yet is imparted to him by the Lord, is called a heavenly self or proprium. Conjugial Love 444. Man was so created that all which one wills, thinks and does appears to one as if in oneself, and thus from oneself. Without this appearance man would not be man, for one would not be able to receive, to retain and, as it were, to appropriate anything of good and truth or of love and wisdom. From this it follows that without that living appearance, as it were, there would be no conjunction for man with God, and thus no eternal life. But if from this appearance one introduces to oneself the belief that one wills, thinks and from this does good from oneself, and not from the Lord, although in all appearance one does this as if from oneself, one turns good into evil with oneself, and thus makes in oneself the origin of evil. This was the sin of Adam. AC 141. With the spiritual man also his Own has a similar appearance, for although he knows that the Lord is the life of all, and gives wisdom and understanding, and consequently the power to think and to act, yet this knowledge is rather the profession of his lips than the belief of his heart. But the celestial man discerns that the Lord is the life of all and gives the power to think and to act, for he perceives that it is really so. He never desires his Own, nevertheless an Own is given him by the Lord, which is conjoined with all perception of what is good and true, and with all happiness. The angels are in such an Own, and are at the same time in the highest peace and tranquility, for in their Own are those things which are the Lord's, who governs their Own, or them by means of their Own. This Own is the veriest celestial itself, whereas that of the corporeal man is infernal. AC 5664[3] Be it known, however, that it is one thing to know the truths of faith, and quite another to believe them. They who merely know the truths of faith, charge their memory with them just as they do with the facts of any other branch of knowledge. These truths man can procure for himself without such an influx, but they have no life, as is plain from the fact that an evil man, even the worst, can know the truths of faith just as much as an upright and pious man. But as before said with the evil these truths have no life; for when an evil man brings them forth he regards in everyone of them either self-glory or gain; so that it is the love of self and of the world that inflates them and makes a sort of life; but it is such life as there is in hell, which is called spiritual death. Hence it is that when he brings them forth, he brings them forth from the memory, and not from the heart, whereas he who believes the truths of faith brings them forth from the heart at the same time as from the lips; for with him the truths of faith are so deeply rooted in as to have their root in the outer memory, and to grow from there toward what is interior or higher, like fruit-bearing trees; and like trees they deck themselves with leaves, and at last with blossoms, for the sake of the end of bearing fruit. So it is with such a man. [4] He also aims at nothing else through the truths of faith than uses, which are the practices of charity, which to him are the fruits. These are the truths which man cannot procure for himself, even in the smallest degree; but they are gratuitously bestowed on him by the Lord, and this in every moment of his life, nay, if he will believe it, without number in every moment. But as man is of such a nature as to have no perception of their flowing in, for as before said if he had the perception he would resist, because he would believe that he would then lose his own, and with his own his freedom, and with his freedom his delight, and would thus become a thing of nought, it is therefore brought about that man does not know but that he procures truths of himself. This then is what is meant by saying that it will seem as truth procured by them. Moreover, in order that a heavenly own and heavenly freedom may be bestowed on man, he must needs do good as of himself and think what is true as of himself; but when he reflects he should acknowledge that these are from the Lord (see n. 2882, 2883, 2891). Third Round posts are short audio clips taken from Round 3 comments in the online Logopraxis Life Group meetings. The aim is to maintain focus on understanding the Text's application to the inner life while reinforcing key LP principles highlighted in the exchanges.

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In this short podcast episode, Bryan is back for yet another history lesson. This time, the subject is the current war with Tesla, Edison, and Westinghouse. The current war was fought in the late 1800s with lightbulbs, electrocutions, and a World's Fair that dazzled the entire world. Edison didn't necessarily invent the lightbulb, but he made it commercially viable by inventing the infrastructure needed to make it work; electricity worked one way and performed well in small cases. However, voltage drop was a problem with direct current (DC) circuits; Edison was okay with decentralized (localized) power generation with centralized control under the Edison Electric Light Company.  Tesla proposed a system using alternating current (AC), which could be sent hundreds of miles with minimal loss thanks to a transformer (which could step down high voltages from the utility source). AC power steps up at the utility and then down at several points between the utility source and the end user. This vision was at odds with Edison's DC system. Tesla, who had worked under Edison, sold his patents to George Westinghouse. Edison began a propaganda campaign against AC power, emphasizing its dangers. However, Tesla harnessed the powers in his lab to demonstrate its potential; while impressive, it didn't necessarily prove the safety to the public. The Chicago World's Fair was the battleground of the current war: both Edison and Westinghouse submitted bids, and the latter's was half the price. The World's Fair was lit purely by AC power and proved its usefulness to the world (primarily to Westinghouse's financial benefit). DC faded into obscurity as a means of powering cities, and although Edison was a showman and salesman, his invention was upstaged when it mattered most. However, DC made a comeback over a century later, particularly with the rise of electronics, LED drivers, and solar power. It can now move power over ultra-long distances, too.    Have a question that you want us to answer on the podcast? Submit your questions at https://www.speakpipe.com/hvacschool. Purchase your tickets or learn more about the 7th Annual HVACR Training Symposium at https://hvacrschool.com/symposium. Subscribe to our podcast on your iPhone or Android. Subscribe to our YouTube channel. Check out our handy calculators here or on the HVAC School Mobile App for Apple and Android.

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