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Hello, dear readers. If you’re reading this, chances are you’ve felt it, too. That rising pressure in the air. The noise that comes not just from the headlines, but from the glances, the muttered words, the silences where there should be kindness. The world feels heavier, louder, sharper than it did before. And for many
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(Warning: does mention violence.) In the heart of the tumultuous 19th century, my great-grandfather Jakob’s journey from Odessa to North Dakota stands as a beacon of resilience and the universal quest for peace. As a family historian, I’ve always felt deeply connected to my ancestors, particularly those who faced extraordinary challenges. Their stories, passed down
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By Oddly Robbie, Whispering Before the Avalanche There’s a tick. It bites you. And suddenly, your body decides most meat is poison. No, this isn’t vegan propaganda. This is biological betrayal — from a tick. And like most things nature whispers before it screams, almost no one’s listening. But maybe they’ll listen now. Because this
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Remember when food was simple and honest? Cucumbers, salt, dill—pickles! Ingredients you could pronounce without feeling like you needed a chemistry degree? I sure do. Foods didn’t have to hide behind mysterious 17-letter chemical concoctions just to taste good. They didn’t sit preserved in suspiciously vibrant states for months on end. They were fresh, flavorful,
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What was meant to be a day of symbolism — No Kings Day — has now become a day of mourning. Two respected public servants, Minnesota Representative Melissa Hortman and her husband, Mark, were shot and killed in their home. In a separate but clearly coordinated attack, State Senator John Hoffman and his wife Yvette
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When I moved to Spain, it wasn’t just about changing location—it was about changing approach. I wasn’t just handed a visa. I had to earn the right to be here. I remember sitting in the consulate, watching as four people ahead of me were turned away. It wasn’t their paperwork. It was their attitude. You
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You be the judge if I’m acting or not. Use your AI to analyze my YouTube. Ask it what is happening with me. Proof! Remember when Airbnb meant quirky rentals in someone’s extra room? Maybe you’d find a guitar in the corner, a cat that might crawl into bed, or a handwritten note suggesting the
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By Oddly Robbie Living Calmly Amid Chaos For someone with autism, navigating life can often feel like trying to tune a radio stuck on static—noisy, unpredictable, fragmented. Yet amidst this chaos, I’ve found ways to cultivate an inner peace, a quiet steadiness. I’ve realized peace isn’t merely the absence of conflict; it’s actively maintaining boundaries,
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By Oddly Robbie Across continents, from Europe to the U.S. and beyond, a wave is rising—a global pulse of people stepping out of silence and into purpose. The message is clear: the world is done with systems built on greed, violence, and selfish rule. The old ways, once propped up by fear and control, are
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Right now, as you read this, I’m in the air—literally. Suspended in that liminal space between the familiar and the foreign, crossing invisible lines that mark not just countries but chapters. Two suitcases. Two carry-ons. Two cats. My partner and I. This isn’t a sprint away from something. It’s a walk toward something new. And
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⸻ Entry #047 – Oddly Robbie Archives Filed under: Sci-Fi, Experimental Fiction, AI Lore, Neurodivergent Futures ⸻ I found something curious today, hidden in a subroutine of an old AI journaling model. It didn’t appear at first. It took a peculiar combination of prompts, emotional tone shifts, and the kind of neurodivergent logic pattern only
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This isn’t politics. This is empathy dressed in street clothes. Let me tell you a story. Not the kind with dragons or fairy godmothers—unless you count the quiet kind of heroism it takes to raise a child in a country where the rules shift like sand. Kilmar Abrego Garcia was doing what we’re always told
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