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The best exercise for the brain you’ve probably never seen. According to Michael J. Lavery’s book “Whole Brain Power”, using a 4-pound sledge hammer to bounce a golf ball up and down dramatically amplifies both your neurological and physical demands Massive Central Nervous System (CNS) Activation The sheer weight of a 4-lb sledge forces the CNS to fire at a much higher intensity. To keep a lively golf ball bouncing on a heavy, rigid piece of steel, your brain has to send incredibly powerful, rapid-fire signals to your muscles. This level of resistance forces maximum motor unit recruitment, teaching your nervous system to fire more efficiently under tension. Elite Grip and Forearm Strength Lavery heavily emphasizes the link between hand/grip strength and brain health, viewing the hands as the direct external extension of the central nervous system. Bouncing a ball requires a loose, reactive wrist to absorb and redirect impact, but holding a 4-lb hammer requires immense isometric grip strength. Managing that weight leverages extreme stress onto the forearms, wrists, and fingers, building dense, functional grip strength that standard lifting rarely touches. Accelerated Neuroplasticity via Forced Focus With a light hammer, you can cheat the movement or rely on casual reflexes. With a 4-lb sledge, there is zero room for error. The high penalty for a missed bounce (the heavy hammer dropping or completely throwing off your rhythm) forces the brain into a state of hyper-vigilance and deep cognitive focus. This intense concentration triggers a higher release of acetylcholine and dopamine, the exact neurotransmitters required to stimulate neuroplasticity and forge new neural pathways. Overcoming Hemispheric Dominance (Ambidexterity) When you transition the 4-lb sledge to your non-dominant hand, the challenge scales exponentially. Because the non-dominant hemisphere of your brain isn't used to managing that much weight combined with fine motor precision, the drill forces rapid communication across the corpus callosum (the bridge connecting the left and right sides of the brain). It quickly exposes and corrects deep-seated muscular and neurological imbalances between your two sides. Cortical Mapping and Joint Stability Holding a heavy weight at the end of a lever arm requires all the stabilizing micro-muscles in your wrist, elbow, and shoulder rotator cuff to fire simultaneously. This builds incredible joint integrity while expanding your brain’s "cortical map"—its internal blueprint of where your body is in space (proprioception). Benefits: - Maximum Central Nervous System Recruitment - Dense Grip and Forearm Strength - Forced Cognitive Focus & Neuroplasticity - Rapid Dual-Hemisphere Brain Activation - Enhanced Proprioception & Joint Integrity - Growth Hormone (GH) and Testosterone - “ Fountain of Youth" Endorphins - Dopamine and Acetylcholine - Insulin Sensitivity and Blood Sugar Regulation

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Famous

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Case File - The Train Track Killer Exhibit No - 612 Jackson was a 21-year-old cocky Iowa jock, the kind of guy who knew exactly how good he looked and loved making sure everyone else did too. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-kissed skin stretched tight over hard-earned muscle. That night he showed up to the house party in tight, frayed denim shorts that barely reached mid-thigh, showing off his powerful legs, and an open flannel shirt that hung loose over his sculpted chest and abs. Every time he moved, the fabric shifted, giving teasing glimpses of his toned body. He drank hard, flirted harder, and soaked up the attention as girls (and a few guys) openly stared, complimented, and touched his arms, chest, and abs. Jackson just smirked, flexing subtly, loving every second. As the hours passed, the drinks kept coming. By the end of the night, Jackson was heavily intoxicated—laughing too loud, stumbling slightly, that cocky confidence now sloppy and unguarded. He realized too late that he’d lost his phone. No Uber. So he started walking home along the quiet rural road, the cool night air doing little to sober him up. He weaved unsteadily, muttering to himself, his muscular legs struggling to stay straight. Unbeknownst to him, the Train Track Killer was out driving that night. He wasn’t actively hunting, but when his headlights caught the stumbling, barely-dressed jock with that perfect body on full display, he couldn’t resist. Opportunity like this didn’t come often. The killer pulled up slowly beside him, window down, voice full of fake concern: “You okay, man? Looking a little rough. Need a ride?” Drunk and arrogant, Jackson laughed. “What, you just wanna stare at this body too?” he slurred, flexing his chest playfully. He climbed in anyway, completely unaware how true his joke was. During the ride, Jackson wouldn’t shut up—bragging about how the girls at the party were all over him, how they couldn’t keep their hands off his “sexy fucking abs and legs.” He kept touching himself absentmindedly as he talked, completely oblivious. Then, with a cocky grin, he joked, “You’re not some serial killer, are you?” The driver glanced over calmly. “Actually… I am.” Jackson burst out laughing. “Good one, dude. You’re a joker.” Without warning, the killer plunged a syringe deep into Jackson’s neck. The jock’s eyes widened in shock, his strong body jerking once before going limp as the drug took hold. The killer smiled, one hand sliding over Jackson’s warm, firm chest and abs as he drove the rest of the way home, savoring his prize. Back at his isolated house, the killer dragged the unconscious hunk inside, stripped him down to just his tight underwear, and tightly restrained him to a sturdy chair—arms behind his back, legs spread. When Jackson finally woke up groggy and disoriented, the taunting began. The killer circled him slowly, hands roaming freely over every inch of that perfect athletic body. “All that cockiness… and now you’re mine.” Jackson struggled, panicked, but it was useless. The strangling was slow and intimate. The killer’s hands tightened around the jock’s thick neck while continuing to touch and fondle him. Jackson’s muscular body bucked and flexed desperately against the ropes until his strength finally faded. Even after death, the killer wasn’t done—fondling, kissing, fucking, and using the still-warm body before finally disposing of it. Jackson’s corpse was dumped near the railroad tracks, left to decompose for six long days under the summer sun before anyone found what remained. #serialkiller #aigenerated #fiction

Case File - The Train Track Killer Exhibit No - 612 Jackson was a 21-year-old cocky Iowa jock, the kind of guy who knew exactly how good he looked and loved making sure everyone else did too. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-kissed skin stretched tight over hard-earned muscle. That night he showed up to the house party in tight, frayed denim shorts that barely reached mid-thigh, showing off his powerful legs, and an open flannel shirt that hung loose over his sculpted chest and abs. Every time he moved, the fabric shifted, giving teasing glimpses of his toned body. He drank hard, flirted harder, and soaked up the attention as girls (and a few guys) openly stared, complimented, and touched his arms, chest, and abs. Jackson just smirked, flexing subtly, loving every second. As the hours passed, the drinks kept coming. By the end of the night, Jackson was heavily intoxicated—laughing too loud, stumbling slightly, that cocky confidence now sloppy and unguarded. He realized too late that he’d lost his phone. No Uber. So he started walking home along the quiet rural road, the cool night air doing little to sober him up. He weaved unsteadily, muttering to himself, his muscular legs struggling to stay straight. Unbeknownst to him, the Train Track Killer was out driving that night. He wasn’t actively hunting, but when his headlights caught the stumbling, barely-dressed jock with that perfect body on full display, he couldn’t resist. Opportunity like this didn’t come often. The killer pulled up slowly beside him, window down, voice full of fake concern: “You okay, man? Looking a little rough. Need a ride?” Drunk and arrogant, Jackson laughed. “What, you just wanna stare at this body too?” he slurred, flexing his chest playfully. He climbed in anyway, completely unaware how true his joke was. During the ride, Jackson wouldn’t shut up—bragging about how the girls at the party were all over him, how they couldn’t keep their hands off his “sexy fucking abs and legs.” He kept touching himself absentmindedly as he talked, completely oblivious. Then, with a cocky grin, he joked, “You’re not some serial killer, are you?” The driver glanced over calmly. “Actually… I am.” Jackson burst out laughing. “Good one, dude. You’re a joker.” Without warning, the killer plunged a syringe deep into Jackson’s neck. The jock’s eyes widened in shock, his strong body jerking once before going limp as the drug took hold. The killer smiled, one hand sliding over Jackson’s warm, firm chest and abs as he drove the rest of the way home, savoring his prize. Back at his isolated house, the killer dragged the unconscious hunk inside, stripped him down to just his tight underwear, and tightly restrained him to a sturdy chair—arms behind his back, legs spread. When Jackson finally woke up groggy and disoriented, the taunting began. The killer circled him slowly, hands roaming freely over every inch of that perfect athletic body. “All that cockiness… and now you’re mine.” Jackson struggled, panicked, but it was useless. The strangling was slow and intimate. The killer’s hands tightened around the jock’s thick neck while continuing to touch and fondle him. Jackson’s muscular body bucked and flexed desperately against the ropes until his strength finally faded. Even after death, the killer wasn’t done—fondling, kissing, fucking, and using the still-warm body before finally disposing of it. Jackson’s corpse was dumped near the railroad tracks, left to decompose for six long days under the summer sun before anyone found what remained. #serialkiller #aigenerated #fiction

The Serial Killer Files Ai

15,236 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

$IONQ de Masi on CNBC: guidance beaten and raised five years running Niccolo de Masi, Chairman and CEO, with Morgan Brennan on the floor of the NYSE yesterday. His whole argument fits in one of his lines. Every investment since he took the job has moved the roadmap to the left. Oxford Ionics, about $1.1 billion in June, put the ion trap and its lasers on a chip. SkyWater, closed under two months ago, scales it and manufactures it, after the better part of a decade running quantum work for a wide share of the ecosystem, including customers that cannot be named. The result is a machine that gets more powerful without getting much more expensive, and upgradeable in place, swap the chip, recalibrate, same hardware. The 10,000-qubit system is likely running in the lab next year. More customers buy more than one product, more of them abroad, and IonQ already sells clocks, photonic interconnects and networking to other quantum companies. Chips join the list. The same logic lands on security. Q-Day now sits inside a CISO's planning horizon. Invest in 2026 and 2027, he says, and the worst case is being early and ready. His frame, borrowed from Sundar Pichai. Quantum is about five years behind AI on GPUs. If this is 2021 for GPU AI, look at the next five quarters. #IonQ #Quantum

$IONQ de Masi on CNBC: guidance beaten and raised five years running Niccolo de Masi, Chairman and CEO, with Morgan Brennan on the floor of the NYSE yesterday. His whole argument fits in one of his lines. Every investment since he took the job has moved the roadmap to the left. Oxford Ionics, about $1.1 billion in June, put the ion trap and its lasers on a chip. SkyWater, closed under two months ago, scales it and manufactures it, after the better part of a decade running quantum work for a wide share of the ecosystem, including customers that cannot be named. The result is a machine that gets more powerful without getting much more expensive, and upgradeable in place, swap the chip, recalibrate, same hardware. The 10,000-qubit system is likely running in the lab next year. More customers buy more than one product, more of them abroad, and IonQ already sells clocks, photonic interconnects and networking to other quantum companies. Chips join the list. The same logic lands on security. Q-Day now sits inside a CISO's planning horizon. Invest in 2026 and 2027, he says, and the worst case is being early and ready. His frame, borrowed from Sundar Pichai. Quantum is about five years behind AI on GPUs. If this is 2021 for GPU AI, look at the next five quarters. #IonQ #Quantum

TechInnovation

13,873 просмотров • 11 дней назад

$Eight people locked themselves inside a massive glass bubble in the desert, intending to survive completely isolated from the outside world for two years. I took this video at the Cloud Forest dome in Singapore. Looking up at that massive climate-controlled ecosystem under glass, I cannot help but think of the 1991 Biosphere 2 project. It was a fully enclosed replica of Earth built in the US to test if humans could colonize other planets. The 12,000-square-metre terrarium contained a miniature rainforest, a savanna, a desert, and even a tiny ocean with a living coral reef. For the first few months, the crew of four men and four women grew their own food and recycled their air and water. Then the ecosystem started to go rogue. The designers forgot to account for wind. Without wind to provide physical stress, the trees inside the dome grew rapidly but failed to develop strong wood. They simply collapsed under their own weight. Then the pollinating insects vanished. The crew had to painstakingly pollinate their crops by hand just to grow food. Swarms of cockroaches and crazy ants thrived and completely took over the agricultural zone. The structure itself started working against them. The exposed concrete walls were secretly absorbing oxygen from the air. The breathable oxygen dropped so low that it felt like living at an altitude of 4,000 metres. The crew developed sleep apnea and found themselves gasping for breath at night. They were also constantly hungry. Their main crops failed, and they had to eat so many sweet potatoes that their skin actually started turning orange. The intense hunger and thin air fractured the group. The eight people split into two bitter factions that completely stopped speaking to each other. They would walk past one another in the narrow corridors in total silence. Despite gasping for air, losing an average of sixteen percent of their body weight, and completely despising each other, they refused to quit. They continued to work the farm and maintain the life support systems. When the heavy airlock doors finally opened exactly two years later in 1993, all eight of them walked out together. Today, the massive glass structure is run by a university. It serves as the largest earth science laboratory in the world, where researchers study how real forests react to changing temperatures.$

Eight people locked themselves inside a massive glass bubble in the desert, intending to survive completely isolated from the outside world for two years. I took this video at the Cloud Forest dome in Singapore. Looking up at that massive climate-controlled ecosystem under glass, I cannot help but think of the 1991 Biosphere 2 project. It was a fully enclosed replica of Earth built in the US to test if humans could colonize other planets. The 12,000-square-metre terrarium contained a miniature rainforest, a savanna, a desert, and even a tiny ocean with a living coral reef. For the first few months, the crew of four men and four women grew their own food and recycled their air and water. Then the ecosystem started to go rogue. The designers forgot to account for wind. Without wind to provide physical stress, the trees inside the dome grew rapidly but failed to develop strong wood. They simply collapsed under their own weight. Then the pollinating insects vanished. The crew had to painstakingly pollinate their crops by hand just to grow food. Swarms of cockroaches and crazy ants thrived and completely took over the agricultural zone. The structure itself started working against them. The exposed concrete walls were secretly absorbing oxygen from the air. The breathable oxygen dropped so low that it felt like living at an altitude of 4,000 metres. The crew developed sleep apnea and found themselves gasping for breath at night. They were also constantly hungry. Their main crops failed, and they had to eat so many sweet potatoes that their skin actually started turning orange. The intense hunger and thin air fractured the group. The eight people split into two bitter factions that completely stopped speaking to each other. They would walk past one another in the narrow corridors in total silence. Despite gasping for air, losing an average of sixteen percent of their body weight, and completely despising each other, they refused to quit. They continued to work the farm and maintain the life support systems. When the heavy airlock doors finally opened exactly two years later in 1993, all eight of them walked out together. Today, the massive glass structure is run by a university. It serves as the largest earth science laboratory in the world, where researchers study how real forests react to changing temperatures.

Lemma the Optimist

233,219 просмотров • 4 месяцев назад

Today is the one-year anniversary of the 2nd-happiest moment of my life: The night I got to see MY PRESIDENT destroy Biden at the debate. For 4 years, that ahole had made a MOCKERY of being the leader of the best country on earth. He had spat out the word "MAGA" like it was the N-word. He had called us trash and garbage and Nazis and white supremacists. He had opened our border WITHOUT CONGRESSIONAL APPROVAL. He had caused record-high inflation while telling us it was our imagination. He had given $167–$500 billion to deadbeat studen loan repayment. He had brought 10-30 million illegals here to rape, pillage and murder. Not to mention the race-baiting, the orchestrated division, and the extended Covid lockdowns. AND: HE DID IT ALL WHILE LYING TO US ABOUT NOT HAVING DEMENTIA. So watching him MELTDOWN under the weight of it was a supreme triumph for me. Because it proved to all the liberals I had fought with that I WAS RIGHT. And so today, watching Trump clean up Biden’s mess, I feel especially happy and vindicated. And I STILL LAUGH every time I see a clip of him getting his just desserts. Because GOD showed him who was the boss that night. And he showed ME that EVIL doesn't always triumph like the Left wants. Thank you, God.

Today is the one-year anniversary of the 2nd-happiest moment of my life: The night I got to see MY PRESIDENT destroy Biden at the debate. For 4 years, that ahole had made a MOCKERY of being the leader of the best country on earth. He had spat out the word "MAGA" like it was the N-word. He had called us trash and garbage and Nazis and white supremacists. He had opened our border WITHOUT CONGRESSIONAL APPROVAL. He had caused record-high inflation while telling us it was our imagination. He had given $167–$500 billion to deadbeat studen loan repayment. He had brought 10-30 million illegals here to rape, pillage and murder. Not to mention the race-baiting, the orchestrated division, and the extended Covid lockdowns. AND: HE DID IT ALL WHILE LYING TO US ABOUT NOT HAVING DEMENTIA. So watching him MELTDOWN under the weight of it was a supreme triumph for me. Because it proved to all the liberals I had fought with that I WAS RIGHT. And so today, watching Trump clean up Biden’s mess, I feel especially happy and vindicated. And I STILL LAUGH every time I see a clip of him getting his just desserts. Because GOD showed him who was the boss that night. And he showed ME that EVIL doesn't always triumph like the Left wants. Thank you, God.

Byl Holte

25,245 просмотров • 1 год назад

Bill Maher says he RESPECTS President Trump for trying to block him from getting the Mark Twain Prize. Maher then delivered an EPIC, nearly minute-long readout of his favorite Trump insults. His audience loved every second of this. MAHER: “And I’m not mad that he did this.” “You know what, me and the president, we have a complicated relationship.” [Laughter] “Goes back to the orangutan lawsuit. This has been going on a long time.” “So him trying to block me from getting it, I respect the move. I respect the move.” “Keep the game going, baby, okay?” “I’m all about engagement. Disengagement gets you nothing. You got to engage.” “So even though I see that we are back to him calling me a jerk and a light weight ratings loser…get it off your chest, big man, okay?” “I’m totally fine with it. I was proud of these last insults you gave me.” “I added them to the list of insults that I brought to the White House that you signed, graciously when I was there, yeah.” [Applause] “So I would just like to say, as a low ratings lightweight and a rather dumb guy and a pathetic, bloated sleaze bag, a dummy, a terrible student, a nervous failing comedian, and someone who was sick, insane, very sad, totally shot, and a crazy maniac…” “I am honored to accept the Mark Twain award.” “Thank you very much.” “I will be there, Don, and I hope you will be, too.” “I mean, the place is named after you now. You really should show up. You could show up.” “You could thank me in person for being one of the few people on the lunatic left who’s glad you hit Iran and is hoping we win that one!”

Bill Maher says he RESPECTS President Trump for trying to block him from getting the Mark Twain Prize. Maher then delivered an EPIC, nearly minute-long readout of his favorite Trump insults. His audience loved every second of this. MAHER: “And I’m not mad that he did this.” “You know what, me and the president, we have a complicated relationship.” [Laughter] “Goes back to the orangutan lawsuit. This has been going on a long time.” “So him trying to block me from getting it, I respect the move. I respect the move.” “Keep the game going, baby, okay?” “I’m all about engagement. Disengagement gets you nothing. You got to engage.” “So even though I see that we are back to him calling me a jerk and a light weight ratings loser…get it off your chest, big man, okay?” “I’m totally fine with it. I was proud of these last insults you gave me.” “I added them to the list of insults that I brought to the White House that you signed, graciously when I was there, yeah.” [Applause] “So I would just like to say, as a low ratings lightweight and a rather dumb guy and a pathetic, bloated sleaze bag, a dummy, a terrible student, a nervous failing comedian, and someone who was sick, insane, very sad, totally shot, and a crazy maniac…” “I am honored to accept the Mark Twain award.” “Thank you very much.” “I will be there, Don, and I hope you will be, too.” “I mean, the place is named after you now. You really should show up. You could show up.” “You could thank me in person for being one of the few people on the lunatic left who’s glad you hit Iran and is hoping we win that one!”

Overton

257,169 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад

MISSION BIG SHERLOCK HOLMES EL BARCELONA. The project Barca are heading under Belletti will be fun. The core of La Masia having Gariba Villar Rodriguez Campos Tunkara & Gistau. Then the signings of Onstein Hamza Jony Castro Caicedo are showing signs of an exciting project. The cherry on top will be the signing of an elite potential at Left winger & someone like Mathis Albert will be inspiring. Mathis is a right footed LW who stands at 1.80m tall playing for BVB. He prefers to receive the ball wide on the flank, freeze the opposing fullback, and cut inside onto his stronger right foot to unleash long-range shots or split defenses with diagonal passes. His core strength lies in isolation duels. Albert possesses explosive acceleration and sudden agility that allow him to shift his weight quickly. Physically he enables strong core strength necessary to shield the ball and absorb heavy contact from senior defenders. Tactical models highlight his high baseline flair and natural instinct. He routinely executes complex one-touch flicks and quick combination passes to break low defensive blocks. Mathis Albert has a contract until 2027 which means Barca have a chance to sign him for cheaper & BVB will be forced to sell him for smaller amount. Barca must act fast & negotiate a deal for Mathis Albert as this will be a market opportunity in such a sturdy & complex market. Bring the next big Sherlock from US to SUNNY BLAUGRANA. 💙❤️

MISSION BIG SHERLOCK HOLMES EL BARCELONA. The project Barca are heading under Belletti will be fun. The core of La Masia having Gariba Villar Rodriguez Campos Tunkara & Gistau. Then the signings of Onstein Hamza Jony Castro Caicedo are showing signs of an exciting project. The cherry on top will be the signing of an elite potential at Left winger & someone like Mathis Albert will be inspiring. Mathis is a right footed LW who stands at 1.80m tall playing for BVB. He prefers to receive the ball wide on the flank, freeze the opposing fullback, and cut inside onto his stronger right foot to unleash long-range shots or split defenses with diagonal passes. His core strength lies in isolation duels. Albert possesses explosive acceleration and sudden agility that allow him to shift his weight quickly. Physically he enables strong core strength necessary to shield the ball and absorb heavy contact from senior defenders. Tactical models highlight his high baseline flair and natural instinct. He routinely executes complex one-touch flicks and quick combination passes to break low defensive blocks. Mathis Albert has a contract until 2027 which means Barca have a chance to sign him for cheaper & BVB will be forced to sell him for smaller amount. Barca must act fast & negotiate a deal for Mathis Albert as this will be a market opportunity in such a sturdy & complex market. Bring the next big Sherlock from US to SUNNY BLAUGRANA. 💙❤️

CROX_CULER

15,598 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

Reza Pahlavi, for all intents and purposes, does not owe us anything. His family built Iran from zero. When I say zero, I mean zero. A weak, fragmented Qajar state, one in which women could not leave the house without a man. One in which Iran’s internal affairs were completely controlled by outsiders. One in which foreign armies seized our lands to feed their troops while half our population died of famine. A country without an army, without national infrastructure, without sovereignty over its own resources. And I can go on, and on, and on. In return, we Iranians repaid their blood, sweat, and tears with one of the greatest treacheries imaginable in modern history. His grandfather, arguably one of the greatest men in Iran’s history, his tomb was levelled to the ground. His father was forced to leave the country he loved more than anything in the world. One could say it was not his illness that killed him, but the knife we put in his back, the betrayal of a nation he had dedicated his life to. Reza Pahlavi’s friends and family who remained in Iran were murdered, one by one, at the hands of the regime WE enabled. An entire generation around him was hunted, imprisoned, executed, or driven into exile. His sister and brother, unable to bear the weight of exile and the destruction of everything they had known, took their own lives. Reza Pahlavi has the money. He could have chosen a quiet life, a life of comfort and distance, far from the insults, the threats, the endless character assassination. Instead of spending more than four decades on this path, he could have lived for himself and his family, free of this burden. Instead, he chose responsibility. He chose to stand for the very people who betrayed his family and became the cause of so much suffering in his life. What does he ask in return? Nothing. No throne has been demanded. No position imposed. He has asked only for a national process in which the Iranian people themselves decide their future. He has anchored that path in clear principles, precisely to prevent Iran from falling once again into chaos, fragmentation, and revenge. Yet even for that, he is criticised by so-called “Iran expert” podcasters who have never carried the weight of a nation on their shoulders, who say, “He does not want to lead,” “He is not your guy.” All while he and his family live under constant attacks, threats, and scrutiny on a daily basis. Despite all of that, his love for his people and his land overrides everything. He continues to fight for us. I want to say we have done nothing to deserve it, but the people of Iran have proven otherwise in these past weeks. They are no longer blinded by decades of propaganda. They are revisiting their history. They are correcting the lies they were raised with. They are openly calling his name in the streets, knowing the price that must be paid for it. They are awake to the mistakes of past generations, and they have reached out their hand to him. And he, despite everything, has taken that hand.

Reza Pahlavi, for all intents and purposes, does not owe us anything. His family built Iran from zero. When I say zero, I mean zero. A weak, fragmented Qajar state, one in which women could not leave the house without a man. One in which Iran’s internal affairs were completely controlled by outsiders. One in which foreign armies seized our lands to feed their troops while half our population died of famine. A country without an army, without national infrastructure, without sovereignty over its own resources. And I can go on, and on, and on. In return, we Iranians repaid their blood, sweat, and tears with one of the greatest treacheries imaginable in modern history. His grandfather, arguably one of the greatest men in Iran’s history, his tomb was levelled to the ground. His father was forced to leave the country he loved more than anything in the world. One could say it was not his illness that killed him, but the knife we put in his back, the betrayal of a nation he had dedicated his life to. Reza Pahlavi’s friends and family who remained in Iran were murdered, one by one, at the hands of the regime WE enabled. An entire generation around him was hunted, imprisoned, executed, or driven into exile. His sister and brother, unable to bear the weight of exile and the destruction of everything they had known, took their own lives. Reza Pahlavi has the money. He could have chosen a quiet life, a life of comfort and distance, far from the insults, the threats, the endless character assassination. Instead of spending more than four decades on this path, he could have lived for himself and his family, free of this burden. Instead, he chose responsibility. He chose to stand for the very people who betrayed his family and became the cause of so much suffering in his life. What does he ask in return? Nothing. No throne has been demanded. No position imposed. He has asked only for a national process in which the Iranian people themselves decide their future. He has anchored that path in clear principles, precisely to prevent Iran from falling once again into chaos, fragmentation, and revenge. Yet even for that, he is criticised by so-called “Iran expert” podcasters who have never carried the weight of a nation on their shoulders, who say, “He does not want to lead,” “He is not your guy.” All while he and his family live under constant attacks, threats, and scrutiny on a daily basis. Despite all of that, his love for his people and his land overrides everything. He continues to fight for us. I want to say we have done nothing to deserve it, but the people of Iran have proven otherwise in these past weeks. They are no longer blinded by decades of propaganda. They are revisiting their history. They are correcting the lies they were raised with. They are openly calling his name in the streets, knowing the price that must be paid for it. They are awake to the mistakes of past generations, and they have reached out their hand to him. And he, despite everything, has taken that hand.

Arsalan Naamdar

24,647 просмотров • 7 месяцев назад

Urgent Lifesaving Appeal: Help Save My Brother, Ahmad Rasheed, from Aggressive Facial Cancer Dear Nigerians, I am writing to you today completely heartbroken, but desperate to save my brother’s life. My brother, Ahmad Rasheed Iyanda, is fighting a horrific and aggressive battle against a rapidly growing facial cancer, and we urgently need your help. If you look at his before and after pictures, you can see the devastating toll this disease has taken on him. What is even more terrifying is how innocently this nightmare began. It started over two years ago with something as simple as a sharp toothache after eating a peanut. We thought it was a minor dental issue. A small, pea-sized swelling appeared, but instead of going away, it began to grow at an alarming rate. After enduring countless tests, biopsies, and scans at multiple hospitals, including the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH), we received his diagnosis: Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma of the Maxillary Antrum—a severe and aggressive form of sinus cancer. Despite our family's best efforts to get him care over the last couple of years, the tumor has grown relentlessly. His most recent CT scans from late 2025 show just how critical his situation has become: Massive Tumor Growth: The tumor has grown to nearly 10 centimeters in size on the right side of his face. Bone Destruction: The mass is so aggressive that it has eroded and destroyed the bones of his upper jaw, his cheekbone, and the walls of his right eye socket. Vision and Breathing Impact: The tumor is physically displacing his right eye outward (proptosis) and has grown into his nasal cavity, severely narrowing his airway and making it difficult to breathe. Critical Emergency: The most terrifying finding from his latest scan is that the cancer has destroyed his frontal bone and is showing early extension into his brain. Ahmad is in unimaginable pain, and time is no longer on our side. The cancer is literally inches away from causing irreversible brain damage or worse. He desperately needs extensive, complex surgery to remove this massive tumor, followed by rigorous cancer treatments. The financial weight of these procedures, continuous scans, and specialized care has completely overwhelmed our family. We have exhausted our resources trying to keep him alive up to this point. He cannot fight this alone, and we cannot save him without your help. We are humbly begging for your assistance. Every single Naira and every share matters. Your donation will go directly toward the immediate, life-saving surgery he needs to stop this cancer from advancing further into his brain. Please help us with donations Iyanda Ahmad 0017461696 Jaiz Bank Please, share and repost this on your pages, in your groups, and with your friends. The more people who see this, the better his chances. Please don't forget to keep Ahmad Rasheed in your thoughts and prayers. He is fighting with everything he has, and your spiritual support gives us hope. For inquiries and more clarity on his case, reach him here (08054839066) (08033652195) My number too (07034331253)

Urgent Lifesaving Appeal: Help Save My Brother, Ahmad Rasheed, from Aggressive Facial Cancer Dear Nigerians, I am writing to you today completely heartbroken, but desperate to save my brother’s life. My brother, Ahmad Rasheed Iyanda, is fighting a horrific and aggressive battle against a rapidly growing facial cancer, and we urgently need your help. If you look at his before and after pictures, you can see the devastating toll this disease has taken on him. What is even more terrifying is how innocently this nightmare began. It started over two years ago with something as simple as a sharp toothache after eating a peanut. We thought it was a minor dental issue. A small, pea-sized swelling appeared, but instead of going away, it began to grow at an alarming rate. After enduring countless tests, biopsies, and scans at multiple hospitals, including the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH), we received his diagnosis: Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma of the Maxillary Antrum—a severe and aggressive form of sinus cancer. Despite our family's best efforts to get him care over the last couple of years, the tumor has grown relentlessly. His most recent CT scans from late 2025 show just how critical his situation has become: Massive Tumor Growth: The tumor has grown to nearly 10 centimeters in size on the right side of his face. Bone Destruction: The mass is so aggressive that it has eroded and destroyed the bones of his upper jaw, his cheekbone, and the walls of his right eye socket. Vision and Breathing Impact: The tumor is physically displacing his right eye outward (proptosis) and has grown into his nasal cavity, severely narrowing his airway and making it difficult to breathe. Critical Emergency: The most terrifying finding from his latest scan is that the cancer has destroyed his frontal bone and is showing early extension into his brain. Ahmad is in unimaginable pain, and time is no longer on our side. The cancer is literally inches away from causing irreversible brain damage or worse. He desperately needs extensive, complex surgery to remove this massive tumor, followed by rigorous cancer treatments. The financial weight of these procedures, continuous scans, and specialized care has completely overwhelmed our family. We have exhausted our resources trying to keep him alive up to this point. He cannot fight this alone, and we cannot save him without your help. We are humbly begging for your assistance. Every single Naira and every share matters. Your donation will go directly toward the immediate, life-saving surgery he needs to stop this cancer from advancing further into his brain. Please help us with donations Iyanda Ahmad 0017461696 Jaiz Bank Please, share and repost this on your pages, in your groups, and with your friends. The more people who see this, the better his chances. Please don't forget to keep Ahmad Rasheed in your thoughts and prayers. He is fighting with everything he has, and your spiritual support gives us hope. For inquiries and more clarity on his case, reach him here (08054839066) (08033652195) My number too (07034331253)

Saheed Oladele 🇵🇹

48,988 просмотров • 6 месяцев назад

seeing evan look like he was right on the verge of tears completely broke me. he didn't even drop a single tear, but you could just see the entire journey written in his eyes. it was like he was trying so hard to hold all his emotions in, and honestly, that hurts even more to watch. it really hasn't been an easy road for him to get to this point. he’s had to face so much pressure and so many hurdles just to be able to stand on that stage as his true self. to see him carry all of that so quietly, work so hard in the dark, and then step out under those lights alone takes a kind of strength that makes me emotional just thinking about it. but seeing him just stand there at the end, looking out at the crowd and soaking in all the love, you could just feel the exact moment the weight of everything caught up to him. it was like pure relief and disbelief all at once. i just hope he looked at that ocean of fans and realized he made it through the storm, and that he is so deeply loved just for who he is. evan, you have no idea how much you mean to us. seeing you shine as a soloist, completely free and pouring your whole soul into this new era, is the most beautiful thing in the world. thank you for fighting to be here. thank you for not giving up on your dream. we are so incredibly proud of you, and we’re going to be right here by your side for everything next. you are never, ever alone 🤍 #EVAN #에반 EVAN

seeing evan look like he was right on the verge of tears completely broke me. he didn't even drop a single tear, but you could just see the entire journey written in his eyes. it was like he was trying so hard to hold all his emotions in, and honestly, that hurts even more to watch. it really hasn't been an easy road for him to get to this point. he’s had to face so much pressure and so many hurdles just to be able to stand on that stage as his true self. to see him carry all of that so quietly, work so hard in the dark, and then step out under those lights alone takes a kind of strength that makes me emotional just thinking about it. but seeing him just stand there at the end, looking out at the crowd and soaking in all the love, you could just feel the exact moment the weight of everything caught up to him. it was like pure relief and disbelief all at once. i just hope he looked at that ocean of fans and realized he made it through the storm, and that he is so deeply loved just for who he is. evan, you have no idea how much you mean to us. seeing you shine as a soloist, completely free and pouring your whole soul into this new era, is the most beautiful thing in the world. thank you for fighting to be here. thank you for not giving up on your dream. we are so incredibly proud of you, and we’re going to be right here by your side for everything next. you are never, ever alone 🤍 #EVAN #에반 EVAN

안나 ☆

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Trevor Wittman explains the key adjustments that helped Justin Gaethje find success against Ilia. Justin Gaethje: “People don’t understand how athletic I am.” “I think that surprises almost every opponent I fight.” “They don’t expect how explosive, twitchy, and herky-jerky I can be.” “That’s probably my biggest asset.” Joe Rogan: “Why would people still be surprised by that at this stage?” Justin Gaethje: “Because it doesn’t always look like that.” “A lot of people were judging me off the Paddy fight.” “But that fight was all about the game plan.” Trevor Wittman: “Against Paddy, everything was designed to be chaotic.” “We wanted to keep him inside our loop.” “If you throw straight shots at Paddy, he pulls way back with his upper body.” “So Justin was throwing wider shots and uppercuts from the outside.” “This fight with Ilia was completely different.” “We needed to stay tight.” “We needed to step outside his back foot and attack from angles.” “The key was getting Justin’s lead foot outside Ilia’s rear foot.” Joe Rogan: “That right hand was a giant moment in the fight.” “The sound of it was crazy.” Trevor Wittman : “Watch the footwork.” “Justin keeps moving left until he gets outside that rear foot.” “Once he got there, the right hand opened up.” “Ilia has a great shoulder tuck, so you can’t attack him straight on.” “You have to create that angle first.” Justin Gaethje : “One thing we talked about was never moving backwards to the left.” “That’s where Ilia is most dangerous.” “He closes distance incredibly fast.” “If you get square there, he’ll make you pay.”

Trevor Wittman explains the key adjustments that helped Justin Gaethje find success against Ilia. Justin Gaethje: “People don’t understand how athletic I am.” “I think that surprises almost every opponent I fight.” “They don’t expect how explosive, twitchy, and herky-jerky I can be.” “That’s probably my biggest asset.” Joe Rogan: “Why would people still be surprised by that at this stage?” Justin Gaethje: “Because it doesn’t always look like that.” “A lot of people were judging me off the Paddy fight.” “But that fight was all about the game plan.” Trevor Wittman: “Against Paddy, everything was designed to be chaotic.” “We wanted to keep him inside our loop.” “If you throw straight shots at Paddy, he pulls way back with his upper body.” “So Justin was throwing wider shots and uppercuts from the outside.” “This fight with Ilia was completely different.” “We needed to stay tight.” “We needed to step outside his back foot and attack from angles.” “The key was getting Justin’s lead foot outside Ilia’s rear foot.” Joe Rogan: “That right hand was a giant moment in the fight.” “The sound of it was crazy.” Trevor Wittman : “Watch the footwork.” “Justin keeps moving left until he gets outside that rear foot.” “Once he got there, the right hand opened up.” “Ilia has a great shoulder tuck, so you can’t attack him straight on.” “You have to create that angle first.” Justin Gaethje : “One thing we talked about was never moving backwards to the left.” “That’s where Ilia is most dangerous.” “He closes distance incredibly fast.” “If you get square there, he’ll make you pay.”

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71,931 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад