So now its 3am and in bed realizing I took these photos earlier today after charging the heck out of the implant and wanted to share em despite quality of taken photos!
But also a little tidbit about the tattoo around it? I dont think I had previously. But it was a tattoo, the only tattoo my dad had and itād always been a mystery what it was.
Heād claim one day that it was a prison tattoo, his cell number and block. Other days heād claim it was some weird ass swiss bank account number and vault number? Man had the wildest stories about it. The worst part is; I had asked my mom about it and theyād been together since the 80ās. Iām a '92 baby. She says heād had that tattoo prior to them getting together. Claims sheād seen that thing on him ever since but never truly found out what it was either because itās always been that splotchy. Now, it remains a mystery despite the thousands of tries over the course of as long as I remember. Despite the attempts to figure out what it says, asking reddit even? All these tries of asking and hearing stories just to.. āget under my skinā.. see what I did there?
No matter the tries and attempts to decipher, to know where it came from. The suggestions of numbers and letters. To me, it just means the mystery of this dumb ass tattoo just lives on? I donāt know, feels like Iāll always be curious about it, meanwhile his lying story telling ass is glowing under my skin and that alone is one of the few reasons I love this Implant.
And I felt that was important enough to share and need everyone to know how much DT means to me for doing this.
Do they know?
Did your Dad have any siblings that would know?
Life long friends?
Even current friends that may know?
Personally, I like the fact that you donāt know, in my opinion it adds to itās value.
It could be sanskrit for ābaked beansā as a simple reminder for when he lived in the mountains of Bhutan with a local tribe, and he fought off a Bengal Tiger with his bare hands to save 7 children playing in a river so the village rewarded him with a tin of baked beansā¦but no can opener.
He wasnāt able to fly his baked bean tin home due to TSA being a bunch of cunts, so to commerated the great act kf bravery, the village shaman gave him a tattoo using nothing but a broken sliver of bamboo and the ink taken from the secretions of the poison dart frog (imported from south America by the Shaman as a part of his day job), your dad ended up trippinā balls from the poison, but from that day on, he was immune to the effects any hallucinagen.
That is the tale of you dads heroic tattoo
OR
He got drunk as a teenager, and he and his friends had turn doing prison tattoos on each other, the only meaning was some vague drunken idea that nobody could remember when they woke up in the morning; having a mysterious and everchanging tattoo story, was far better than the truthā¦
Just the usual imposter syndrome⦠not enough time, not enough skill points to allocate since getting back into the pew pew hobby more actively, a bit of āIāve missed too much⦠I donāt think I can catch up on all the threads,
The usual , in addition to puppy consuming soo much time⦠oh and building a fence and general house work , fml
Oh, i dunno, iām pretty random in that regard. The last playlist i put together includes (but is not limited to) NIN, Iggy Pop, the Stooges, Sublime, Cage the Elephant, the Offspring, RHCP, RATM, Anti-Flag, and Placebo. I enjoy a fair amount of folk but draw the line at country. shrugs
While I hate the idiots who are into new age bullshit, I will admit that essential oils are great and have a huge merit; They allow you to smell the stupidity before it starts talking!
Also, can you still be smart if you come from a family of idiots who believe in astral projection, or is all hope gone for me?
When I was in the police, we always said if you ever work at a station/branch and there is no dickhead working there, then it is a pretty good sign you are the dickhead.
So being able to identify other idiots is likely a good sign you are not one!
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