#everything is code

[reality-detective]

Here is Part One of a Two Part Post, that is very, very Important...

With Gene Ho letting the Proverbial 'Cat out of the Bag' today with his HO, Holmium Video, and President Trump's Demands from the Ukraine for 'Fifty Percent of the Ukraine's Mineral Riches, in Exchange for Peace', I have been persuaded to release this Information today, but just know, I have been 'Sitting' on this Gnosis for quite some time now...

Here is what Gene Ho Posted today...

'Posting about “HO” soon. NOT ME. That is Periodic Table element #67 – Holmium (HO). What is it? What does it do? And why does Trump want it? Think about GREENLAND and think THIS...

'Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky has rejected President Trump’s demand for half of Ukraine’s rare earth minerals, saying the proposal appears to only be considered compensation for US aid so far.

The $500 billion demand, which was a key part of Zelensky’s meeting with Vice President JD Vance on Friday, did not offer any specific security guarantees for Ukraine down the line, suggesting the minerals were meant as in exchange for America’s support to date — with no promise for the future, according to Ukrainian officials familiar with the talks.

“I didn’t let the ministers sign a relevant agreement because in my view it is not ready to protect us, our interest,” Zelensky told The Associated Press over the weekend...'

BREAKING NEWS, as per The Daily Mail, Zelensky has now agreed, in principle, to Trump's Demands for 50% of the Ukraine's RARE EARTH Minerals, including HO!

Great Scott! So, what the Hell is HO, Doc?

Holmium (HO, Atomic #67) is one of the Keys to achieving Eternal Free Magnetic Energy...Holmium is one of the 17 Rare Earth Elements, and in its Native State it is Silvery-White in Color, while when it is exposed to our Atmosphere, it becomes a Yellowish-Orange Oxide...

It is a MAGNETIC FLUX CONCENTRATOR, which would Act similarly to the Flux Capacitor used within the DeLorean in the Movie, Back to the Future, to Harness and Stabilize a Magnetic Burst, or Pulse, of Energy that if CONCENTRATED could be used to Generate staggering Energetic Outputs, conceivably producing even GIGAWATTS of Magnetic Energy, let's say, 1.21 Gigawatts? 🤔

Here is Part Two of this vitally important Gene Ho Post about HO, or the Rare Earth Element, Holmium, that President Trump has Demanded and now Received from Zelensky, as Compensation for all the 'Funding' the US has given the Ukraine as part of their 'War' with Russia...

#BREAKING: ZELENSKY “SURRENDERS” TO TRUMP – Will sign mineral rights over to the United States within hours, as per the Daily Mail...

This is HUGE!

We’re getting our Refund!

Gene Ho has let the Cat out of the Bag, so I will post this little Nugget...

Holmium, or HO (with the Atomic #67), is a Magnetic Flux CONCENTRATOR, which would Act similarly to the Flux Capacitor used within the DeLorean in the Movie, Back to the Future, to Harness and Stabilize a Magnetic Burst, or Pulse, of Energy that if CONCENTRATED could be used to Generate staggering Energetic Outputs, conceivably producing even GIGAWATTS of Magnetic Energy, let's say, 1.21 Gigawatts???

Holmium is used to create the strongest artificially generated magnetic fields, when placed within high-strength magnets such as Magnetic Pole Pieces (which could Act as a 'Flux Capacitor'), and would be Highly INSTRUMENTAL in Generating Magnetic Pulse Fields of Energy that could conceivably be Harnessed Wirelessly by Generators, creating a Self-Contained System of INFINITE Magnetic Energy...

Now, look at the Sample image that Science gives for Holmium, and HO, sorry HOW, it looks exactly like Trump's HAIR, and how he Combs it over...

Holmium is naturally SILVERY WHITE in Color (Silver, AG or 17, Q, with its Atomic # of 47, or John), but when Holmium comes into contact with our Atmosphere, Holmium becomes a Yellowish-Orange Oxide...

Which is why I always say about President Trump, Orange-Man Good...as in Holmium, or Infinite Free Energy Good!

A Great Thanks to Gene Ho for Spilling the Beans with this Passageway into the FUTURE...

PS...Atomic #67? Sixty Seven in Simple Gematria is 162, so, what else is 162?

Holy Royal Gene - 162

Bruce Lee Stargate - 162

Druze Bloodline - 162

The Destroyer - 162

Thy Kingdom Come - 162

Let That Sink In - 162

The Invisible Man - 162

Last President - 162

I See the FUTURE - 162

Future Act of God - 162

Zeus Phoenix - 162

Lady Diana Spirit - 162

Eternal Truth - 162

Living Forever - 162

Space Force Hidden Code - 162

Spiritually - 162

Brightest Love - 162

God is So Simple - 162

Love Love Love - 162

Brave New World - 162

Robert F. Kennedy - 162

Solar Plexus - 162

Seventy Six - 162

Notice How Holmium naturally forms in the exact Shape of President Trump's Hair-style...and when Holmium comes into contact with our Atmosphere, it turns from Silvery-White in Color into a Yellowish-Orange Oxide...

Orange-Hair Man, Good... 🤔

[proxythe]

as long as ur my partner in time >_>

[enidtendo64]

More Stowaway AU

Pacifica dynamics with each Grunkle. Happy late Father’s Day and birthday to the grunks!

[keysmashing-bees]

*sane, well adjusted person voice* Guys did you know you can unlock the secret happy ending to yellow jacket if you pause the video right after use it or lose it-

[hinamie]

spiraling

[ldrloversblog]

[buggachat]

youtuber/tiktoker/whatever-type-of-video-influencer marinette, where she makes crazy DIY and craft videos and debunks fake content-farm DIYs. she has a modest but loyal mass of followers that grow by the day as her crafts get increasingly intricate and cool. she catalogues all of her mistakes and is very earnest about the process. adrien falls asleep to videos of her sewing and making cool containers and explaining the mechanisms of the strange devices she makes

[cthulhum]

does anyone realize how crazy it is to have the actor of a mostly headcanoned queer ship say the fans were never crazy and they were right all along after 10+ years of everyone just absolutely going nuts over the said queerbaited ship

[strayklds]

HYUNJIN x SKZ CODE happy birthday @hyunpic ♡

[separatist-apologist]

Genuinely, and I mean this kindly, but learning to recognize bait and not engaging with it will change your fandom experience.

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[curtain-caller]

Hello everyone I have come to a realization thanks to the candle man

[banchagu]

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[babacontainsmultitudes]

The first few seconds of every dndads episode: Dungeons and Daddies is RoWdY HORNy vIOLenT podcast for grownups 🤪

The last few seconds of every dndads episode:

[misandriste]

ELOISE BRIDGERTON + being mistaken for a suitor

[a-compass-without-a-needle]

This is what happened after 3.1 isn't it?