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A short article on Christian Science appears daily on the Home Forum page. Today's article is entitled: Hooliganism restrained.
"Jesus must have always been consciously aware of the all-encompassing realm of Spirit, the kingdom of heaven," says Christian Science lecturer Betty Ann Ridley. "He explored it. He lived it. He embodied it." Mrs. Ridley gave her lecture, "Exploring the Unlimited Dimensions of Spirit," Thursday evening, September 17, in The Mother Church, The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston.
The lecture, a member of The Christian Science Board of Lecturership, is active in the public healing ministry of Christian Science. She is a longtime Bible student, an interest that has taken her to the Holy Land.
Mrs. Ridley was introduced by Paul Collins, a local member of The Mother Church.
An abridged text of the lecture follows:
A story is told of a little fish who'd lived in the same pond all his life. He knew his surroundings well. He'd explored every inlet and investigated every outlet. He knew every rock and green-growing plant on the floor of the pond. And he was well acquainted with all the local fish.
One day, swimming faster than usual, he suddenly burst out of the water, making a giant leap into the air! For the first time in his life, he saw the sun shine, felt the warmth of its rays heard a bird singing, saw a child playing on the beach and butterfly going by. The moment was quickly gone. He was back in the water, stunned by what he'd seen.
A friend fish, drifting by, said, "What's the matter with you?"
"I've just seen the most astounding things!"
"What did you see?"
"Well, I saw a . . . a. . . ." He faltered because his "pond" vocabulary had no words to describe what he'd seen. So he said to his friend, "I can only tell you that what I've just seen is really spectacular, but if you want to see the sights, you're going to have to take that leap for yourself!"
Perhaps we're sometimes like that little fish before he took the "leap," thinking of ourselves as living within boundaries, unaware of infinite possibilities available to us. If we're comfortable in our surroundings, we're usually satisfied just to stay in the swim of things, exploring our "pond."
In this latter part of the 20th century, known as a "scientific" age, literally hundreds of sciences -- biological, geophysical, nuclear, biochemical, medical, psychological, and many more -- are plumbing the depths of our surroundings. They're exploring, investigating, dissecting, analyzing, and computerizing everything in our world -- that is, everything that appears to our physical senses, and even much of an extrasensory nature. 'Tunnel vision vs. an unlimited view
Even though these sciences are reaching far beyond previous limits, they're nevertheless still probing within the boundaries of the human mind's material concept of the universe.
The question ultimately arises: Is this intensive study of matter and its characteristics actually solving the problems in our world? Aren't many of us asking ourselves why our advancing technology is concurrent with an alarming rise in crime, alcoholism and drug use, disintegrating families, suicide, feelings of frustration and futility, a general "What's the use?" attitude?
With the advancement of such things as genetic engineering and computer technology, mankind's dependence on microscopes and machines tends to increase. The result is often a kind of "tunnel vision," confining thought within the narrow measurements of a materialistic concept of the universe. With such a limited point of view, the inclination to look to a spritual creative power lessens.
Could it be that all kinds of pollution -- physical (pain, disease, accident) , mental (fear, frustration, depression, mind-manipulation), and moral (prostitution, homesexuality, pornography) -- are filtering into our world through a broadening gap between technology and religion?
If so, what can bridge that gap? Can't we agree that more than great storehouses of computerized knowledge about a material world is needed? Like the little fish, anyone willing to take a mental "leap" can discover another view of life -- a dimension not of human knowledge, but of divine wisdom, which holds the solution to every problem in our world.
The idea of dimensions the physical senses can't comprehend may at one time have seemed abstract. But ever since Einstein first proposed his theory of relativity, human thought has broken out of its three-dimensional limitations and generally accepted time as the fourth dimension. Today's science magazines tell us that mathematicians are interested in fifth and seventh dimensions and that mathematical theorists are studying 24-dimensional space (Science 80, July-August. Washington, D.C.: American Association for the Advancement of Science).
But our research will take us beyond even the most sophisticated study of a time-space-matter universe into the unlimited dimensions of Spirit, God. This realm isn't just another dimension beyond three or more physical dimensions, however. It's really the one and only all-inclusive, multifaceted realm of Spirit. It's a realm of timeless, spiritual reality, of boundless thought rather than limited things or geometric symbols.
We don't have to leave our present surroundings to experience and enjoy the beauty, peace, and freedom of a spiritual viewpoint. The mental "leap" we take in exploring the realm of Spirit necessitates only a change in base of thinking. It means that we stop believing that life and intelligence originate in matter and depend on it, and instead acknowledge God, Spirit, as the only source and substance of all life and intelligence.
Are we willing to reach out mentally and expand our present understanding of what life is all about?
As explorers in the realm of Spirit, we'll find our expedition made easier because of the persistent research of one woman. Mary Baker Eddy discovered the Science that explains the infinite. She discovered it, but didn't invent it. The Science or law of God has existed forever. Technology subordinate to God's law
This Science -- Christian Science -- reaches out beyond what the eyes can see and ears can hear, beyond what the human mind can calculate mathematically or perceive through what it calls "psychic powers." Christian Science shatters all the boundaries of time and space and matter. It furnishes scientific spiritual data and shows us that technology, as wonderful as it may be, is nevertheless always subordinate to God's law and government. Christian Science bridges that gap between technology and religion and solves the enigma of human existence.
What, exactly, was it that Mary Baker Eddy discovered? The Science illustrated in and sanctioned by that greatest of all books -- the Bible. Even as a child she'd expressed an interest in spiritual ideas, but her giant "leap" came, as it does for many of us, during a time of great adversity. Mrs. Eddy was healed by reading the Bible. She spent years, literally a lifetime, searching and researching the Scriptures, seeking and finding the rule that explains the healing she had.
What did she find in the Bible that furnishes a rule? Illustrations. Proofs of those whose spiritual viewpoint radically affected their thought and experience.
Mrs. Eddy calls the Bible the "chart of life, where the buoys and healing currents of Truth are pointed out" ("Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," p. 24). We'll begin our exploration by studying that "chart" -- the Bible -- drawn from the logbooks of some of those spiritually-minded people down throgh the centuries who have already explored the unlimited dimensions of Spirit.
Their descriptions give us a thrilling view. Moses describbed what he saw as the promised land. The Psalmist saw it as the "secret place." Jesus translated it a the kingdom of heaven. These biblical events and stories show us the present possibility and power of a spiritual viewpoint, which always results in remarkable protection, provision, and healing from a higher source than matter.
Take Moses, for example. While exiled in the desert, he came upon a bush that was burning and yet wasn't consumed. Natural science contends, according to the five physical senses, that combustion equals destruction. Here was a phenomenon that challenged that human equation and overrule it!
The Hebrew leader turned aside to see why the bush wasn't burned (Ex. 3:3). Does't that experience show Moses to be a scientific inquirer? He was willing to see beyond the evidence of the physical senses, to let his preconceived opinions about burning bushes be shattered.
That kind of receptivity expands power only spiritual sense can comprehend. Moses' spiritual faculties were awakened to glimpse the all-inclusive real of Spirit -- the promised land -- where destruction is unknown; where God, Spirit, is the only Creator and He cares for His children.
With this spiritual viewpoint, remarkable things happened in Moses' life. He received God's law in ten commandments "writen on a stone." Bread and quail were supplied daily, and water flowed from a rock. There was a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night to guide and protect the Israelites in a barren wilderness. Is all this totally unexplainable? Not at all to those individuals who have taken that mental "leap."
Moses described what he saw as a "land" promised by God to all who obey His commandments. Using terms understandable to those wandering in a material wilderness, he spoke of the promised land as ". . . a good land . . . a land flowing with milk and honey . . . a land wherein thou shalt each bread without scarceness, thou shalt not lack any thing in it (Ex. 3:8; Deut 8:9). One person's leap
If we view the promised land from a spiritual basis, we see that it's a mental state of obedience to God's law. We don't enter it geographically or inherit it biologically. Obedience opens the door for us to enter that mental state in which we're aware of God's constant care and provision.
Can we experience and enjoy the promised land in our lives today? Here's what happened to a friend of mine, a beautiful young woman. Several years ago, like the little fish in our opening story, my friend was totally submerged in the "pond," that limited material view of live. She was swimming around, doing the things all the other "fish" were doing: drinking socially, smoking some pot, and living promiscuously with some of the better-looking "fish" that swam her way. She was a talented young woman and very ambitious, but her career was lagging.
Then someone told her about Christian Science. She listened, took a mental "leap," and caught a glimpse of another dimension to life. She liked what she saw, and wanting to learn more, she began to study the Christian Science Textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," by Mary Baker Eddy.
Before long her view of herself changed radically. My friend began to see herself as the child of God, the effect of a perfect cause. She became aware of a spiritual identity she'd never known before.
Christian Science teaches, as indicated in the Bible, that God is divine Mind , creating and governing the universe, including man. God is knowing, and man is that knowing. My friend learned to think of herself as an idea in the Mind that is God. She asked herself: "What kind of individual would Mind, God, know?" the answer came, "God only knows His child as He creates him -- perfect, complete, and spiritual!"
Once she had taken that mental "leap" and seen the beauty and felt the peace and power of spiritual vision, she knew she'd never again be satisfied swimming around in the limited material view of life.
She began to see the Bible as her "chart," providing the buoys needed to stay afloat. With her new outlook she saw divine laws or rules as life preservers, not limitations.
She figured out she'd been tying weights to herself that kept her anchored. Fear is one of those mental dead weights. So are hatred, envy, resentment, criticism, self-condemnation, and all forms of sin, which drag one down to the bottom of the "pond." and its blessings
She knew that loose morals, dependence on alcohol and drugs, and attempts to manipulate and contrive her career had to go. Not for fear of punishment, but simply because she'd caught a glimpse of that land, that mental state, promised by God to all who obey His commandments.
Soon she found her career expanding, and she was put in a responsible position utilizing her talents. But that's not all. Everything about her life was uplifted in proportion to her spiritual vision.
In the ninety-first Psalm there's one of the loveliest and most conforting accounts of the all-inclusive realm of God, Spirit, as the "secret place of the most High" (Ps. 91:1).
It's portrayed as a dwelling, a shelter, our habitation, where we may all say: "He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust"; where ". . . thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; . . . nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness"; where "there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling" (Ps. 91:2, 5, 6, 10); where God is with man in trouble and delivers him, honors him, gives him long life and salvation.
Again, a great place to live! But the "secret place" isn't a locale. It's a sense of consciousness, a mental state of conscious awareness of God's infinite goodness. The "secret place" is available to everyone, every moment.
The mental "leap" that reveals the "secret place" to us is a willingness to be still in thought and know the all-inclusiveness of God, Spirit, as our very dwelling place. Dwelling in the "secret place" means being conscious of the ever-presence of infinite Spirit. Then, and then only, can we drop forever the doubts and fears that accompany a material point of view. Christ Jesus as our example
One individual came who had the full panorama of the unlimited dimensions of Spirit -- Jesus of Nazareth. Jesus must have always been consciously aware of the all-encompassing realm of Spirit, the kingdom of heaven. He explored it. He lived it. He embodied it.
Mary Baker Eddy describes Christ Jesus in many ways -- as "our great example" (Science and Health, p. 555), as "the mediator between Spirit and the flesh" ( ibidm ., p. 315), and as "the most scientific man that ever trod the globe (ibidm ., p. 313).
Even though Jesus walked the earth, visible and active in human affairs, his spiritual clearsightedness gave him a different view of life from mankind's view. The works that resulted from his spiritual view surpass inventions of the human mind. Even 20th-century technology can't compare.
Jesus walked on the water when he needed to, in spite of gravity. Time and space barriers were overcome when his boat was immediately at the other side of the lake. He confirmed man's dominion over destructive weather by stilling a storm. He proved the powerlessness of violence by walking unseen through an angry mob. He solved economic problems by feeding thousands when a limited, material view of life could see only five loaves and two fishes.
Jesus set the example, teaching his disciples and followers for all time the priorities required to gain the same spiritual view he had. He sought the kingdom of god first, often arising before sunrise to pray, constantly refreshing himself with spiritual views. What was the result? What followed his prayerful seeking?
Besides the incomparable events already mentioned, the bible records that Jesus healed all kinds of diseases -- even those termed "incurable": blindness, deafness, paralysis, epilepsy, insanity, leprosy, death.
Were Jesus' healings "miracles," as they've been called? Or was he a scientist in the highest sense? Wasn't he demonstrating the practicality of a spiritual point of view, proving there in Galilee and everywhere he went that his words weren't just theories but laws to be practiced in healing by all who would listen and learn?
Because of his great love for humanity, Jesus translated his uninterrupted vision of the kingdom of heaven to them in parables. These illusrations were told in familiar terms of wheat fields, pearls, servants, vineyards, fig trees, sheep, leaven in meal, terms familiar to those who believed they were living in a world of limited dimensions. Mary Baker Eddy's far-reaching work
Listeners could begin to gain a spiritual viewpoint, a view that acknowledges God's ever-presence and shattered self-imposed boundaries. The effect of this spiritual view is always to meet human needs, no matter how severe those needs may be.
For years after Jesus was on earth, his followers mainv tained that higher view, healing the sick, cleansing the lepers, and raising the dead as Jesus did, through reliance on God, Spirit, alone.
Why did this kind of pure spiritual healing practically fade out of human history after about AD 325? Was it because humanity's vision of the presence and practicality of Spirit dimmed when people began worshiping Jesus' personality instead of practicing the Science he taught? The Science of Christianity lay dormant under a blanket of ceremonies and ritualistic worship. Then, in the mid-19th century, that courageous woman, Mary Baker Eddy, took a giant mental "leap" and forever left behind conventional matter-based human theories. She was called by God to reveal the Science behind the events of the Bible (ibidm .: p. xi).
From an entirely spiritual viewpoint, she explored the unlimited dimensions of Spirit. There she saw the allness of God as Love and the nothingness of hate; the allness of God as Life and the nothingness of death; the allness of God as Spirit and the nothingness of matter. Revelation proved in healings
This discovery of the omnipresence of God, Spirit, led Mrs. Eddy to the inevitable conclusion that matter doesn't constitute reality. It's not surprising that her bold statements on this subject sometimes arouse criticism, condemnation, and mockery when we recall in the biblical record of John that many of the disciples matter's substantially: "It is the spirit that quickeneth; the flesh profiteth nothing" (John 6:63). That declaration of Jesus was proved accurate when he overcame death and the grave.
Mary Baker Eddy's revelation, explaining the Science behind Jesus' works and his victory over the flesh, has also been proved profoundly accurate. Well-documented healings occur daily through the understanding that god, Spirit, is indeed the source and substance of all that exists, including man and the universe.
The concept that matter isn't really substantial seemed ridiculous to me when all I knew of Christian Science was hearsay. Like most people, I had accepted the appearance of things as reality. If I could see it, hear it, smell it, taste it, feel it, if it seemed reasonable to human logic, or if I could support it statistically, I usually believed it.
But when I began reading the writings of Mary Baker Eddy with an open mind, willing to let my preconceived opinions be shattered, that concept of God's allness and matter's nothingness became more and more understandable.
Mrs. Eddy's statement made me think deeply, taught me to take a different view, a spiritual view, of everything. I learned to think from a spiritual basis, in terms of ideas rather than objects. For me, this meant translating mentally what appears as a three-dimensional material world into spiritual concepts.
How practical is all this? How would you apply it if, for example, a 1,200 -pound horse fell on top of you?
That's what happened to me a few years ago. I'd just settled into the saddle when my buckskin horse reared straight up on his hind legs, dropping me on hard, gravel-covered ground. Then he fell on top of me, pinning me beneath his enormous weight.
My husband, who was the only help for miles around, saw what happened, sized up the situation, and knew what to do. He grabbed the horse's head and held him immovable to prevent his scrambling to his feet and trampling my head. We both knew I would have to pull myself out from under the horse. Gaining a different view of substance
In that moment, I was glad I'd learned something of the spiritual, mental "translating" business. This reasoning quickly took shape in my thought as I began to see beyond the material view to the real realm of Spirit:
"If God, Spirit, fills all space, then He is the only substance there is." I translated mentally; that is, I thought of the horse as a spiritual idea rather than a 1,200-pound, three-dimensional object, and I could understand to some degree that the substance of that idea, horse, couldn't crush my substance, because we would both have to be made out of the same, one and only spiritual substance.
After a few minutes, I had inched my way out from under the horse. Neither of us was injured -- not a scratch, not a bruise, no broken bones! How different that experience might have been had I accepted a limited material view of a crushing weight on fragile bones! It was a spiritual view that enabled me to see my way out of the experience with my horse.
Does that kind of a spiritual view perhaps give some hint of what happened in many biblical stories, even Jesus passing though closed doors or walking unseen through that angry mob? Wasn't it Jesus' uninterrupted vision of the kingdom of heaven, his understanding of his inseparability from God, that enabled him to do whatever was necessary and practical?
The teachings of Christian Science explain Jesus' theology and his magnificent works, and make it possible for us to feel today the presence of the healing Christ and to practice the dominion he came to illustrate. Isn't that what the Master instructed all of us to do when he said, "He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also" (John 14:12)?
Who could resist wanting to know about the woman who revealed this Science of the Christ? Don't we really only know someone when we understand what motivates him? Mary Baker Eddy writes of her lifework: "The motive of my earliest labors has never changed. It was to relieve the sufferings of humanity by a sanitary system that should include all moral and religious reform" ("Retrospection and Introspection," p. 30). What a motive for living -- ". . . to relieve the sufferings of humanity . . . ."
Mrs. Eddy fulfilled that life purpose. With her vision of the unlimited dimension of Spirit, gained through a lifetime of searching the Scriptures, she healed herself and others through prayer just as the early Christians did.
Inspired to share what she discovered with all the world, she wrote "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," which teaches anyone to heal spiritually , as illustrated in the Bible. This volume contains the scientific data Mrs. Eddy accumulated from practical proofs of healing. "It's a "key" to the Bible in that it opens the Scriptures for all spiritual seekers. With these two books anyone can learn to take a mental "leap," gain a spiritual view, and become well acquainted, firsthand, here and now, with the kingdom of heaven.
Let me share with you what spiritual vision meant to me when my husband and I were in Jerusalem on the last day of a Middle East tour.
An occasional sharp twinge in my side suddenly became an acute and severe pain.On top of that, our return flight reservations were unexpectedly canceled. No seats were available on any airline, and all hotels were booked to capacity. the kingdom of heaven right now'
At the airport, arrangements were made for me to make an overseas call to a Christian Science practitioner. As I waited for the call to go through, the window of the phone booth framed a chaotic picture. The terminal was jammed with people pushing and shoving. Armed guards were everywhere. Bags were being searched piece by piece. There was a pandemonium of voices in an assortment of languages.
Suddenly, the practitioner's voice broke in on my thought. Briefly I described the situation. Immediately, and with solid conviction, the practitioner said, "You're in the kingdom of heaven right now."
That statement startled me. The confusion my eyes and ears were witnessing was far from the way most people would describe the heavenly kingdom.
But that practitioner was reminding me of Christ Jesus' teaching that the kingdom of heaven is at hand and within. The heavenly qualities -- the comfort, joy, peace, dominion, and protection of God -- are all around us, actually within us, no matter where we are. The practitioner was describing reality to me.
I had two choices: I could believe what I was looking at, what I was hearing and feeling, or I could take a mental "leap" and accept the spiritual facts discovered and proved by Christian Science. Mary Baker Eddy puts it this way: "The effect of this Science is to stir the human mind to a change of base, on which it may yield to the harmony of the divine Mind" (Science and Health, p. 162).
That's exactly what happened. Within hours we were on our way home. Soon after boarding the plane, I fell into a peaceful sleep for the first time in nearly 36 hours, and awakened sometime en route healed!
Perhaps someone is wondering why, in a crisis like that, one wouldn't just call a local doctor or go to a hospital for tests. It isn't because of any opposition to the medical profession, but rather because of a deep desire to follow the Way-shower, Christ Jesus, whose system of healing was altogether spiritual. His was the one real Science of medicine -- a never-failing method, not guesswork or experimentation or testing, but based on unchanging laws.
Didn't the Master's ability to heal result from his spiritual view -- his constant, conscious awareness of the unlimited dimensions of Spirit?
Christian Science reveals such a spiritual view, in which, in a very practical ways, God is the "great Physician" ("Miscellaneous Writings," p. 151). What could be a safer and more scientific approach to challenges of all kinds than the method proved by the Master's spiritual vision?
Spiritual vision! Isn't that what revealed to Moses the view of the promised land? Isn't it what the Psalmist described so beautifully as the "secret place"? isn't it what Jesus translated to us the kingdom of heaven?
We see this view when spiritual sense is awakened. It's the view that showed my friend a new life style and career; the view that enabled me and my horse to emerge unharmed from our fall; the view that brought me through that pysical crisis overseas.
Such a view exists for us here and now! All we have to do is open our thought. Let's take that mental leap!


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North Pennine archaeology project gets £295,000 grant
An archaeology project in the north of England has received funding to expand a volunteer programme for a further three years.
The money, £295,000, has been awarded by the Heritage Lottery Fund (HLF) to the North Pennines area of outstanding natural beauty (AONB) Partnership.
The Altogether Archaeology pilot project was launched two years ago.
It aims to improve the understanding of the way people have lived in the North Pennines over the past 10,000 years.
The pilot phase involved excavation work at the 13th century Muggleswick Grange in County Durham, and Westgate Castle, the former Bishop of Durham's medieval hunting lodge.
The volunteers also took part in an excavation of a prehistoric rock art site near Hallbankgate, and a Bronze Age cemetery on Appleby Golf Course in Cumbria.
The North Pennines AONB Partnership is an alliance of 25 public, statutory and voluntary sector bodies with an interest in the future of the area.

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WWE News: Brie Bella reveals Daniel Bryan has been battling depression since he was 25
Daniel Bryan was forced to retire eight months ago in February after a long career, but an injury-filled career. The concussions obtained over the years became too much for WWE to let him go on to wrestle and now Brie Bella has revealed that Bryan's personal troubles didn't end there.
Although he is now the General Manager of SmackDown Live and has been excelling in the role, he has not hidden the fact that he still has a deep desire to wrestle and it is something that keeps him up at night.
He has even gone on to state that he has considered breaking his WWE contract and going and wrestling on the independent circuit, but he is scared to because he is starting a family with his wife Brie Bella who is now pregnant.
Brie herself has revealed that over the past many months, a good chunk of arguments between her and Bryan was regarding him getting back in the ring.
On the latest episode of Total Bellas, Brie revealed that Bryan not only suffers from anxiety and depression but has been suffering from it since the age of 25. He is now 35 years old which means that he has been suffering from it the past 10 years.
What should be noted is that he has only been with the WWE since 2010, which means that he has had depression for around 4 years before his first WWE run started. Brie Bella said that while she was used to his depression throughout the course of their relationship, she has seen the impact of it more in the past two years.
She stated that the depression hits hard, and stays for a maximum of two days and then it goes.
The timeline does seemingly add up, given that the show was shot somewhere after his retirement. So the past two years of Bryan was nothing but a rollercoaster. After he had main evented Wrestlemania XXX, he married Brie not long after.
Naturally, that was possibly the peak of happiness in his life as it would be for anyone, but not long after, his father had passed away and he suffered an injury that forced him to vacate the WWE World Heavyweight Championship.
Ever since then, he had been on the shelf, and even his 2015 return was cut short as he suffered a concussion, and April 2015 was the last time he ever wrestled.
You can see a clip of Brie opening up about his ongoing battle with depression below:
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3D Migration
T3 has many additional features on top of the standard Trinity version. The largest leap in T3 is to allow tracking of hydrocarbon fluid volumes and properties while they migration in 3D space. Interactive 3D migration allows petroleum system analysist to de-risk migration scenarios for proepects.The following figure shows the ability of T3 to model various geological scenarios where migration occurs vertically.
Temperature And Allocthonous Salt
Another important feature of T3 is its ability to correct for the conductivity effects of allocthonous salt through time. This feature improves the ability to model sub salt source rock thermal history and maturation. The figure below shows a temperature profile at a well location in T3, where the Trinity temperature (blue line) agrees with temperature data and Temis3D model results.
Interactive Biodegradation Tool
T3 includes an interactive fluid property/ biodegradation risking tool. The instantaneous fluid properties are calculated as a function of source facies and maturity in the fetch area. The fluids are mixed in the reservoir with existing fluids from earlier charge that may be biodegraded. The biodegradation model, considers trap OWC area, column height, nutrient supply, temperature and residence time. User can interactively investigate the possibility of biodegradation and provide best estimate of API gravity for a prospect. Migration losses and migration delay time also will affect the property of the charging oil.
In the figure above, the arrows indicate the time when oil charge begins and time when a competent seal is formed. The arriving oil at present day is 40 API but as 60 percent of the cumulative oil has been biodegraded, the oil in the reservoir now stands at 20 API.
If the reservoir temperatuers are high and biodegradation is not a risk. This tool can be used to look at instantaneous and cumulative fluid API of the oil charge and trap timing effects on oil API.
Shale Gas and Coal Bed Methane Tools
T3 models the burial and thermal history to predict sorption gas, solution and free gas yields (scf/ton or scf/section) over the area. All three phases of gas are pvt and mass balanced through the burial and uplift history of the basin to enable regional evaluation and predict sweet spots. The model is calibrated with well data from a significant shale gas domain. Highly interactive and allows scenario testing with different thermal regime and erosion amounts.
The shale gas tool makes CBM Methane yield maps as function of maturity, thickness, TOC and pressure, temperature. Built-in empirical permeability model. Produces gas yield, permeability maps for sweet spot mapping.
Complex Geology
T3 allows thickness change to be applied to multiple layers and multiple events. This allows burial history of v


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Stalin vs. Hitler, created by Alexey S. Lipatov, is a boggling piece of syncretistic mythologizing. The basic style is Marvel/DC, heavy on the Dr. Strange-era Ditko, mixed with a big dollop of Soviet social realism, plus maybe a few Maoist Chinese swipes here and there.During a flashback, we see Lenin in his secret hideout, playing an obvious Yoda to Stalin's equally obvious Luke Skywalker:
The laws of historical inevitability are our strength. You must learn to make the laws obey you. Watch and learn, Joe!The ballooning is all in Russian, but Lipatov has provided translations at the tops of all the pages except page four. That's a little frustrating. I can more or less tell what's going on—Stalin's zapping Hitler with something that's first cousin to Big Barda's power rod—but I can't tell whether it's the collective might of the proletariat, or the force of historical inevitability, or just whatever the Russian is for "power rod". On the other hand, it's cool to find out on page three that the Russian for "MWAH-HA-HA-HAH!" is "XA XA XA XA XA!"
One note: The pages are out of order on the site, with page two turning up at the end of the sequence. Here's the correct sequence: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12.
Stalin's zapping Hitler with something that's first cousin to Big Barda's power rod--but I can't tell whether it's the collective might of the proletariat, or the force of historical inevitability...
It's the unwavering will for victory of the multinational Soviet people.
Top: "I ditn't come empty-hended, Adolf!"
Middle: "My marshal's staff iss de embodiment off de unbending will to wictory off de multinational Sowiet pipple!"
Bottom: 1) "Nein!" 2) "Stop, Stalin! You need me!" 3) "Two Great Ones will always find a common language!" 4) "Schickelgruber end Dzhugashvili might be able to come to an understending, but for Hitler end Stalin, reconciliation iss impossible!"
(I hope my attempt to find some equivalent for Stalin's heavy Georgian accent is more amusing than irritating.)
This version also has a more complete translation - complete with bonus historical footnotes, though it's sadly lacking in heavy Georgian accents.
The footnotes are useful, though I miss the outrageous accent.
The art and narrative style is interesting. It starts out Ditko, wanders into Social Realist (except for the first panel showing Lenin, which I have to think was swiped from Chinese art), moves into Sandman territory around the climax, and right at the end winds up almost pure Jack Chick. What's fun is that the art keeps pace with the logic of the narrative: where there's Sandman causality, there's Dringenbergian art.
(If I were brave enough to go near the subject of s*bt*xt, I would hold that this effect is the equivalent of an author writing in English, with its enormous range of possible word choices, who at times may unconsciously indicate what he's thinking about during a particular scene by the choices he makes.)
Mentioning Jack Chick reminds me of a tangent, and this is as good a place for it as any. Al Hartley died. He was the artist who drew "Archie's One Way" and other religious comics with the Archie characters. Before and after that, he was for a time seemingly almost the only Archie artist (and he sure did love drawing them gurls, huh huh). Much earlier, he was a Marvel artist, drawing -- or maybe just inking? -- some early Thor adventures, if my mind hasn't tricked me again. I never thought a whole lot of his work, but dangit, I haven't seen anybody mention that he died, and he's worth at least a mention.
Sorry, back to the thread now.
My very dear young lady, subtext is entirely possible in comics. It is only in text that subtext is impossible.
Of course, the subtext is deliberately placed in the work by the artist.
this friggen sight sux you morons ought to be ashamed of your selves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this friggen sight sux you morons ought to be ashamed of your selves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jock strap, I quite agree. Jim should give up his silly campaign against subtext.
The subtext of your remark, Alan, is that only lunatics believe in subtext.
When I was a failing actor (before I quit the stage and started selling plays, writing screenplays and teleplays, doing "research" for media) -- I was taught Method Acting, being in the direct chain of tutoring from Stanislavsky. Again and again I saw actors whom I thought were stupid (except for script memory) turn into people with real presence onstage, so long as they were playing a solid role and found the emotional memory that made for "subtext."
Doesn't make "subtext" valid in other media, I suppose. Doesn't challange the attack on Method by Technical actors.
Are comics more like stage plays, movies, or novels? More dependent on emotion (as with Horror, Romance, Comedy) or intellect (as with Science Fiction or Mystery)?
My car celebrated the containment of the California Fires by failing to start this morning. Other professors gave me riides to and from universirty. Supportive in a SF-community way...
"Are comics more like stage plays, movies, or novels?" To my mind, they definitely fall between movies and novels in this heirarchy (mostly because of bandwidth -- the limitations of having-only-a-closely-specified-set-of-images-with-no-movement are huge compared with the subtlety of live human interaction (or even taped interactions of live humans). But they're more visual than novels, thereby using a different set of communications bands (go read UNDERSTANDING COMICS again if you want some good clues on this). And the emotive labels you're tossing on to various genres, JVP, seem just a bit too simplified to me -- they may represent central tendencies in the way these genres are expressed, but they sure don't include the range! Some psychological thrillers are all about emotion rather than ratiocination; some comedy appeals almost strictly to the intellect (and I often like that, indeed I very much like it better than slapstick or humor-of-humiliation) -- look at how much of what Robin Williams does requires serious thought to understand it.
Good comments! Serves me right for quoting without thinking it through:
Excerpt from interview by Jonah Weiland of Stephen
Bissette ["Taboo"] (who "retired from comics in 1999")
"Horror is a genre founded on emotion. There's many
such genres. Romance is a genre founded completely on
emotion. Comedy is a genre completely founded on an
emotional state. Horror is in that same nebulous
"To me, the keystones are not the artifacts and the
archetypes that people tend to associate with horror,
but the unconscious well springs that are touched by
horror. There are the obvious negative ones: fear,
dread, the feeling of being profoundly disturbed,
frightened. But I think there's also an expansive and
very positive side to horror, which is usually
ignored. There's a very real feeling of awe and wonder
that is tapped in some of the best exercises in
horror. A couple of examples I can cite that anybody
would recognize: H.P. Lovecraft, Clive Barker."
"You know, Lovecraft's work often depended on
cultivating this almost atavistic feeling that we have
that there's something much bigger than us out there
(though Lovecraft usually twisted it towards
'something much bigger out there' that was going to
consume us or somehow feed on us). That's what almost
all religion is founded on; there's a great deal of
crossover between religion and horror."
Thrillers are in a complicated place in genre-space, since John Buchan defined their central tendancy, as you put it. My "Ultimate Mystery/Detective Web Guide" includes thrillers, usually labelled as such, because they have much in common with the Mystery/Detective as such, though I agree that the Thriller usually emphasizes emotion more than the Spock/Holmes axis.
I also like the intellectual strain of humor, such as in Woody Allen's story hiring a private eye to find God, or his recent story that used terminology from String Theory to deal with an askew relationship.
And Opera! Boy, does that usually emphasize emotion.
I have been working on a Universal Theory of genres, and have a few thousand words itching to be published somewhere. Of course, I could be wrong.
BTW, I missed Torcon (my semester's teaching just started that week), but I've heard that you saved the con from going even further into chaotic Twilight Zone "this is a local con only bigger, and we don't need you old Worldcon experts" disaster. If so, thank you again!
Jonathan Vos Post
Not me, baas -- I missed it too (finances).
JVP, you'll be thinking of some dozen other conventions where Tom did that exact thing.
Does anyone here know what kind of kink is served by anonymously posting puerile insults? I'm starting to be curious.


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August 25, 2006
(For Board: September 8, 2006)
Honorable Board of Directors
Golden Gate Bridge, Highway
and Transportation District
Honorable Members:
A meeting of the Governmental Affairs and Public Information Committee/Committee of the Whole was held in the Board Room, Administration Building, Toll Plaza, San Francisco, California, on Friday, August 25, 2006, at 9:30 a.m., Chair Boro presiding.
Committee Members Present (7): Chair Boro; Vice Chair Martini; Director Dufty, McGoldrick, Newhouse Segal and Reilly; President Middlebrook (Ex Officio).
Committee Members Absent (2): Directors Kerns and Sandoval
Other Members Present (7): Directors Cochran, Eddie, Grosboll, Hernández, Moylan, Pahre and Stroeh
Committee of the Whole Members Present (14): Directors Cochran, Dufty, Eddie, Grosboll, Hernández, Martini, McGoldrick, Newhouse Segal, Pahre, Reilly, and Stroeh; Second Vice President Boro; First Vice President Moylan; President Middlebrook
Committee of the Whole Members Absent (5): Directors Ammiano, Brown, Kerns, Murray and Sandoval
Staff Present: General Manager Celia G. Kupersmith; District Engineer Denis J. Mulligan; Auditor-Controller Joseph M. Wire; Secretary of the District Janet S. Tarantino; Attorney David J. Miller; Deputy General Manager/Bridge Division Kary H. Witt; Deputy General Manager/Bus Division Susan C. Chiaroni; Director of Risk Management and Safety William L. Stafford Marketing and Communications Director Kellee J. Hopper; Real Estate Specialist Norma Jellison; Assistant Clerk of the Board Karen B. Engbretson; Executive Assistant to the General Manager Amorette Ko;
Visitors Present: William G. Hooper, Clear Channel Outdoor; Stephen R. Shinn, CBS Outdoor
Status Report on State/Federal Legislation
General Manager Celia Kupersmith reported on the status of the following federal legislation:
Ms. Kupersmith reported on the status of the following state legislation:
Approve Actions Relative to Request for Proposals (RFP) No. 2007-D-1, Exterior Bus Advertising Services
In a memorandum to Committee, Marketing and Communications Director Kellee Hopper, Deputy General Manager/Administration and Development Teri Mantony and General Manager Celia Kupersmith provided staff's recommendation to authorize rejection of all proposals for Request for Proposals (RFP) No. 2007-D-1, Exterior Bus Advertising Services, and to authorize staff to re-advertise the RFP. The report stated that the current contract for exterior bus advertising services expires in mid-October 2006. On June 6, 2006, an RFP was issued for provision of exterior bus advertising services. The RFP provided for a three-year contract, with two optional years to be exercised at the discretion of the District. Proposers were requested to submit two revenue options: 1) a fixed annual guarantee; or, 2) a minimum monthly guarantee with an additional percentage of net advertising revenue ("revenue sharing"). The report also stated that in addition to exterior bus advertising services, staff included in the RFP two options for potential bidders: 1) full exterior bus wrap advertising (limited to two percent of the active fleet); and, 2) ultra king bus wrap advertising. These two options were included to test the market for the amount of potential revenue the District could receive. Eight potential bidders were mailed the RFP and proposals were received from CBS Outdoor (formerly Viacom Outdoor) and Clear Channel Outdoor. The District's incumbent providing exterior bus advertising services is CBS Outdoor.
The report further stated that an Evaluation Committee and the Attorney met to review each proposal. Based on the review of the proposals and the application of the evaluation criteria established in the RFP, consideration was given to recommend executing an agreement with one of the companies using the fixed annual guarantee structure, which would result in a new contractor being hired. Based on further analysis by staff, it was believed that a revenue sharing option might be a more beneficial financial arrangement for the District. Unfortunately, one proposer made an error in its revenue sharing proposal that resulted in submission of a third alternative compensation proposal. Upon the advice of the Attorney, the third alternative compensation proposal cannot be considered, based on requirements established in the RFP.
Staff recommends that the Board: 1) authorize rejection of all proposals for RFP No. 2007-D-1 in order that staff can revise the original RFP to request an additional alternative compensation proposal in order to maximize the potential advertising revenue; and, 2) re-advertise the RFP. A copy of the report is available in the Office of the District Secretary and on the District's web site.
At the meeting, Celia Kupersmith summarized the staff report, noting that the Board has directed staff to seek revenue generation strategies to help address the five-year $87 million budget deficit. She stated that exterior bus advertising is an example of a revenue generation opportunity that does not impact toll payers.
Public Comment
Stephen R. Shinn, CBS Outdoor noted that his company has provided exterior bus advertising services for the District since it launched bus advertising in 1996. He stated that CBS Outdoor supports the staff recommendation to re-advertise the RFP to seek a new revenue sharing option.
William G. Hooper, Clear Channel Outdoor provided a letter to the Committee that outlined his company's position on the staff recommendation. He stated that his company had made the error in the revenue sharing proposal that was described in the staff report. He also stated that the third alternative compensation proposal was not intended to be a mistake, but had been included as an improvement to the proposal. He urged the Committee to consider executing a professional services agreement with Clear Channel Outdoor, allowing for either a modification to its proposal or executing an agreement with Clear Channel Outdoor based on its higher fixed annual guarantee, and then entering into negotiations with his company regarding the revenue sharing option. He expressed his concerns that his company might be placed at a disadvantage if the RFP is to be re-advertised.Discussion ensued, including the following:
Staff recommended, and the Committee concurred by motion made and seconded by Directors STROEH/MIDDLEBROOK to forward the following recommendation to the Board of Directors for its consideration.
The Governmental Affairs and Public Information Committee recommends that the Board of Directors approve actions relative to RFP No. 2007-D-1, Exterior Bus Advertising Services, as follows:
a. Reject all proposals for RFP No. 2007-D-1; and,
b. Authorize staff to re-advertise the RFP, by revising the RFP to include an additional alternative compensation cost proposal to afford the District the maximum revenue that may be generated by advertising on the exterior of its buses.
Action by the Board – Resolution
AYES (14): Directors Cochran, Dufty, Eddie, Grosboll, Hernández, Martini, McGoldrick, Newhouse Segal, Pahre, Reilly, and Stroeh; Second Vice President Boro; First Vice President Moylan; President Middlebrook
NOES (0): None
Status Report from the Board Appointee on the San Francisco Bay Area Water Transit Authority (WTA)
|Chair Boro, the San Francisco Bay Area Water Transit Authority (WTA) Board Appointee, provided a status report on recent activities of the WTA. The following items were provided to the Committee of the Whole:
|1. Notice of Cancellation for the August 24, 2006, meeting of the WTA Board of Directors;
2. Notice of Cancellation for the August 9, 2006, meeting of Planning and Development Committee;
3. Notice of Cancellation for the August 8, 2006, meeting of the Administrative/ Finance/Legislative Committee;
4. Agenda for the July 27, 2006, meeting of the WTA Board of Directors;
5. July 2006 CEO's Report presented to the July 27, 2006, meeting of the WTA Board of Directors; and,
6. Minutes of the June 22, 2006, meeting of the WTA Board of Directors.
Copies are available in the Office of the District Secretary and on the District's web site.
Chair Boro noted that the August meeting of the WTA Board of Directors has been cancelled and reported on topics discussed at the July 27, 2006, meeting of the WTA Board of Directors. He stated that the cities of Berkeley and Alameda are both interested in having ferry terminals in their particular jurisdictions, and that the WTA is currently studying possible terminal locations in Berkeley and near the Golden Gate Fields race track in Albany. He also reported that the WTA is negotiating with city of South San Francisco and the San Mateo Harbor District regarding the location of a ferry terminal in that city. He noted that the WTA is actively seeking terminal locations and storage berths for the two 150-passenger high-speed ferry vessels, which are anticipated to be launched in 2007.
Celia Kupersmith announced to the Committee that WTA Chief Executive Officer Steve Castleberry will be making a presentation to the Committee at its September 22, 2006, meeting, on the topic of transit modes and how transit users' travel behavior is influenced. Chair Boro recommended that Board members attend that meeting, to learn information about why transit users prefer some transit modes over other modes.
Action by the Board – None Required
|Public Comment
Public comment was received relative to Agenda Item No. 2, above.
All business having been concluded, the meeting was declared adjourned at 10:00 a.m.
Respectfully submitted,
/s/ Albert J. Boro, Chair
Governmental Affairs and Public Information Committee


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Aren't they funny? This is what happened after that photo I posted to FB, the other day -- the one in which Isabel was grooming Fi. It was wild to watch. I was just sure Fi was going to nip Izzy and tell her to go away, but I think she was just too sleepy to protest. LOL
Thanks! They are such crazy-sweet cuddlebunnies, when they're not fighting. The fighting was pretty funny, today -- a little wrestle-chase, a little boxing and a bunch of zipping up and down the kitty tree, which we're thinking may need to be bolted to the wall.
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Isn't that sweet? I was sure Fiona was going to nip Isabel when she climbed in, but I was happy to be wrong! :)
They have their days. Yesterday, the two kitties were kind of crazed -- especially Isabel. I finally decided she'd terrorized poor Fi enough and gave her a 10-minute time-out in the utility room. It worked beautifully. She curled right up in her little bed and went to sleep when I let her out.
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I've been hearing about the The Reader for a while now and am glad to finally see what everyone is talking about. First off, I have not read the book of the same name by Bernhard Schlink that this film is based on. That does not stop me from appreciating how intriguing this trailer is and wishing that I had read the book before seeing it. Synopsis (spoilers): "In postwar Germany, a young man's decades-long obsession with an older woman runs headlong into a war crimes trial, where he learns an awful truth." The Reader is going to be released on December 12, 2008.
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- hartmamp
- 5 years ago
- Wedding: June 2013
"Cloudy, a strong thunderstorm, 93 degrees." Apparently NOTHING is going to work out in my favor for that day!
"Cloudy, a strong thunderstorm, 93 degrees." Apparently NOTHING is going to work out in my favor for that day!
@hartmamp: I think that as a general rule of thumb, you can never trust a forecast that far out! That being said, I know I will do the same thing. Try not to think about it. There's plenty of time for beautiful weather to roll in!
@hartmamp: lol yeah, dont trust that. I only looked at that for fun. At 30 days out, it was clear, warm and a 10% chance of rain. In reality, there ended up being a tornado in Dallas around 11pm the night before my wedding. We were staying in a really nice hotel and they rushed all of the hotels guests (100s of ppl) the basement of parking garage. So, instead of sleeping and relaxing, we spent about 45 minutes downstairs sitting on the floor of a nasty crowded parking garage in the middle of a terrible storm. Then, it sprinkled and was overcast all the way up until 2pm on my wedding day. By the time our ceremony started, we had sun and it was beautiful. Dont trust that forecast lol. Look at your local news around 5 days out and relax. Have a backup plan and dont worry about it.
Nothing is actually taking place outdoors except photos, but I REALLY want photos outside because we're getting married at a football stadium. UGH I know I shouldn't have looked but I couldn't help it. And now I will continue to compulsively check for the next two weeks! Haha
@hartmamp: http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/02/09/reasons-to-want-rain-on-your-wedding-day/#axzz2VkEvlE7U
Rain photos can look amazing too, dont forget that lol! And if it is just a thunderstorm, those dont always last a long time anyways 🙂 Its unlikely that it will storm at just the right time to prevent your photos. 🙂
Try not to add more stress to your wedding. 30 days is far too early to predict how the weather will be on your wedding day. Start looking up the weather about three days in advance.
I looked at the farmers almanac and saw that on my date it hasn't rained in the last 10 years….*fingers crossed*
Here I don't even trust the weather within a few days as it is constantly changing. Are you getting married this weekend? What's the weather looking like now?
However, even if it is cloudy or rainy.. if it stops for even a little while you could get some gorgeous outside pictures. Check out this one from a local photographer!
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as most of you know - every month - you get 5 boosters (they are locked, in that you can open them and claim any loot cards that come in them - but can not trade any of those loots or cards to other players.
Boosters are now delievered as choose your booster pack - so you can pick the booster type based on what free loot cards you are hoping to get.
If you have a current EQ or EQ2 subscription, make sure to log in once a month and go to collection manager, and then hit the toggle button for jump to - and select redeemable items. You have to select each booster to the expansion you want 1 at a time, kinda frustrating, but it is free.
So - don't forget to check, even if you don't, won't and will not be playing LON, there is still a potential free loot card in there. Check on http://legendsofnorrath.station.sony.com/ in order to look at the loot cards released from each expansion to see which booster type you should pick.
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Do NOT confuse 1 year of experience repeated 5 times with 5 years of experience.
In the one, you have just been doing the same thing over and over, hopefully getting better at it, but not really growing. In the other, you are learning new things and growing, hopefully refining what you knew before based on what you are learning now, but at the very least, expanding the total area of what you know.
When a job ad says something like "5+ years experience" it is the latter, not the former, that they are seeking.
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Hello Kittens! It's been years but I'm still here! Unfortunately real life has limited my time to write out these endless tales that are forever re-playing in my head. This is one that I've been thinking about for the last 6 years, believe it or not. I was intrigued by the messages portrayed through the characters in the film "28 Days Later" and I just couldn't help but think what if? So I finally sat down and put all my notes together and came up with a plot! If you're already thinking "Omg I h8 zombie/horror stories" or "I never watched the movie!" Never fear! This is definitely not one of those fics. I don't do horror. This story builds upon the drama between the characters so even if you haven't seen 28DL, the average reader will still "get it." For personal reasons I managed to keep the raunchiness to a minimum in comparison with my other stories on FictionPress. I've never been to England so after some lengthy research on British culture (and there's a lot of it) I came up with something I'm proud of.
Now for a little disclaimer action: This story is in no way shape or form making me any richer, nor meant to disrespect or slander the creators (FOX Searchlight) of the film in question, actors, screen writers, directors/producers, and whatever big shots that had a hand in making such an inspiring movie! This is just a crappy (not literally) fanfic by a sadistic fan who doesn't even have a job to pay you with should I somehow get sued for whatever reason.
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30 Days After by Lastlegolife
Chapter 1: Survivors
Manchester, England
Gray clouds covered the skies over the empty highway. The air was humid and promised rain by nightfall. The M602 would usually be crowded at this time of day. But it hadn't been used in nearly a month. The lush vegetation along the side of the road grew wild and free and was in bad need of proper trimming.
A small black cab sped down the abandoned highway, unbound by traffic rules and law enforcement officers. Grocery bags and suitcases were strapped down to the roof of the vehicle. More treasures jutted out through the back end of the cab. The trunk lid, which was tied down, held everything in place.
Frank, the driver, squeezed the steering wheel in anticipation. After all this time they'd finally reach the sanctuary they'd been hoping for. He glanced in the rear view mirror at his daughter, Hannah, a short and skinny brunette, who was sleeping in the backseat. The fifteen year old girl folded her arms against her chest and leaned against the woman next to her. Selena, whose features resembled that of an African goddess, merely shut her eyes and pressed her head against the cold window glass.
A third woman occupied the other window seat in back. She too was dark-skinned, tall, and a Yank. They'd picked her up only yesterday in the back of an abandoned store in Birmingham while searching for food. She told them that she'd been hiding there for many weeks, lost and alone. The twenty-something girl was just as ecstatic as they were when she learned about the surviving military base in Manchester. They welcomed her to their traveling party with open arms. She said her name was Lucia.
There was an obstruction on the road up ahead.
"Is that it?" Jim, the other man in the car, asked from the passenger seat.
"42nd Blockade," Frank nodded, slowing the cab down to a reasonable speed. "This is it."
Walls of metal and barbed wire stretched across the road. Concrete barriers lined the sides of it. A pair of empty military jeeps sat quietly near the open gate leading further into the barricade. Frank drove the small cab through a handful of overturned civilian sedans and passed an empty security booths. Upon entering the gates there were more military vehicles with massive guns mounted on them and empty supply trucks. Beyond that lay dozens of green tents and a lone helicopter but no life.
Frank stopped the cab and the passengers stepped out to look around. The same knowing expression read on their faces as they wandered around the area, hoping to find some sign of life. The older man examined a wide canopy tent that housed an outdoor kitchen and benches with plates of rotting food and sour coffee on them. Flies and scavenger beetles feasted upon on the abandoned leftovers.
Hannah approached him. "I don't understand Dad. Did they leave?"
"I don't like this. I think we should leave," Selena called from across the way.
"No!" Frank yelled back. He whipped around and peeked into the window of the helicopter. "Vehicles. We have to check the vehicles! There's gotta be something!"
Lucia quietly examined the helicopter from the other side. She pulled the door open and inspected the cockpit in hopes to find something of use or a simple sign that it was even still flyable. That would be good enough for her... even if she didn't know how to operate one. She sighed at how silly the idea was and hopped out.
Frank frantically peeked inside every vehicle in sight. The others followed him hopelessly.
"Frank?" Selena pleaded.
"We have to go?"
The brown goddess nodded softly. "Yeah."
"Go fucking where?!" He shouted.
The hush over the camp was deafening.
Frank stormed off toward the empty booths alone. He paced around the open gates in heavy thought. All of their hopes to for rescue had been shattered. If soldiers couldn't even survive through this, how the fuck did he expect to save Hannah. Going back to his flat would be pointless now for lack of food and water. Perhaps the grocery store where Lucia had taken up shelter would better serve as a temporary hideout. It wasn't safe but at least they have a roof over their heads and nourishment. He needed time to think.
Caw! Caw!
Frank glanced upward. A decomposing corpse dangled from the roof of the next booth. A crow perched himself on the body, announcing his presence to the man below.
"Get out of it," he muttered.
The crow cawed again mockingly.
"Get out of it!" Frank growled and kicked the gate beneath him.
The tremor passed through the sheet metal and channeled into the pole that impaled the corpse above. A fatal drop of blood plummeted to the earth, striking Frank in his left eye. He gasped, clutching his face in horror. Pulling back his hand he saw a smear of contaminated blood on his finger.
"Dad? Are you alright."
His concerned daughter appeared before him.
"Yes sweetheart," he said to her softly. "I'm sorry I lost my temper."
Satisfied, the young girl turned to leave.
"Hannah," he called her back. "I love you... very much."
She chuckled and went over to hug him.
Frank reared back. "Keep away from me!"
Puzzled, Hannah moved a bit closer. "Dad, what's wrong?"
"Keep away from me!" He grabbed her arms and shoved her back. Her screams alerted the rest of the party and they came running. "Keep away!"
Frank stomped around in a circle, flailing his arms and screaming at the top of his lungs. Selena dropped to Hannah's side. One look at the old cabby and she knew.
"Jim!" She shrieked to the younger man. "Jim, he's Infected! Kill him!"
"No!" Hannah screamed and lurched forward only to be stopped by Selena. "No!"
Jim raised his baseball bat but hesitated.
"Jim kill him!" Selena kept the young girl pinned to the ground. "Kill him!!"
"No! No!" Hannah protested.
Frank turned to the younger man and glared at him through dark red eyes. Blood dribbled from the corners of his mouth. There were no words to reason with. The Rage virus had completely taken over his body. Eat to kill, kill to eat. He was no longer the happy-go-lucky cabby they had grew to know. He was now an Infected.
"Kill him!"
Frank charged.
Gunfire echoed throughout the abandoned camp as bullets ripped through his torso. More invisible bullets rained from above striking the corpse as it crashed to the pavement. The firing ceased. Movement in the brush nearby caught everyone's eye. A gun and a head covered with a gas mask popped up above the lush foliage.
"Stay away from him!"
In front of them a second masked soldier rounded the corner with his gun drawn. He took aim at the corpse at Jim's feet. "Keep away from the body!"
The four civilians looked on in shock.
"Dad?" Hannah's eyes never left her father.
Frank was dead.
Private Clifton drove the black cab down the M602 gladly leaving the ruined blockade behind to rot. He glanced into the rearview mirror at his own pale face and scratched his rugged chin. When was the last time he'd shaved? He wore a green hood jeweled with colorful buttons and pins. He lifted it and scratched his pale forehead absently. When was the last time he gave a damn? Who cares what you look like when it's the end of the world! But perhaps, just for tonight, he would.
The soldier glanced at the small truck following behind him. In the back sat the four survivors. Each with their head down replaying Frank's death in their head. The soldiers had dragged his remains away into the brush to lay amongst a cache of bodies stored away near the campsite. Hannah silently stared off into space. She cried at first, but then drifted off into an eerie silence and hadn't spoken since. Lucia felt terribly for the girl but there wasn't a word that she could say to make it better. It was best to let her deal with it on her own.
Corporal Mitchell accompanied the four in the back of the truck. He towered over them, leaning against the side railing near the machine gun mounted on the roof of the vehicle. A grin spread across his lips as he scanned over the women. Had they all not hung their heads in sorrow over the loss of their dear friend, they would have noticed his blazing fascination with the African goddess.
Sergeant Farrell, the oldest of the three soldiers, occupied the drivers seat of the truck. Finally their efforts to find survivors had paid off. It was no doubt the others would be as equally elated to see them.
The cab turned abruptly onto a dirt road hidden in the brush. There was nothing but trees and fog as far as the eye could see. Mitchell spoke into a radio announcing their approach to a voice on the other end of the frequency. After a few minutes they turned onto a small unmarked street. The trees disappeared and revealed a massive field of green grass. Out in the distance sat a three-story red brick mansion. As they came closer they saw it had been converted from a typical English country house to a militarized fortress.
The vehicles passed through a set of iron gates. As they followed the dirt path, they approached a make-shift fence of barb wire and metal. Two soldiers in green camouflage appeared and carefully moved it out of the way so they could enter.
A slender man appeared between the two pillars in the main doorway of the house as they pulled up. His red hair had been shaven down to mere peach fuzz, and his brow was as bold as the rest of his facial features. His height and stature suggested his authority and demanded respect as he towered over all others present. The truck stopped and the quartet hopped out. The tall man stepped forward with a smile as gentle as his voice.
"I'm Major Henry West," he scanned over each of the weary survivors and shook their hands as they introduced themselves. "We have clean beds, with clean sheets, and a boiler that produces hot water, so you all can have a shower."
Lucia nearly salivated at the thought of a hot shower. No more trying to wash up with cold water out of a bathroom sink. She glanced over the area around them. There were sandbags and barbed wire everywhere. Flood lights were mounted high on various parts of the house. Raised platforms with heavy machine guns standing by in wait were positioned all around them. Her gaze passed over the other soldiers who stood nearby. She cut her eyes over to one in particular who couldn't seem to take his eyes off Selena's backside.
Major West politely ushered them into the house.
Lucia expected to see more civilians wandering the hallways around the foyer but was disappointed to see that there were none. The commanding officer led them to a guest room on the first floor and pointed them to a bathroom with a nearby shower attached to it. He promised them more suitable quarters by the nights end and left the room. Lucia was second to bathe after Jim. She couldn't remember the last time warm water felt so good. Unfortunately she'd have to put her original clothes back on. Thank goodness she had a couple spare shirts and a change of underwear in her bag in the trunk of the cab.
It appeared that they were the only civilian survivors in the building alongside of eight or so military men. She wasn't sure if she should feel happy or let down but it was a relief to be around more people and armed ones at that. But at the same time she was hoping for rescue, and it seemed like these soldiers were just as stranded as she had been in the back room of the grocery store. Wether she liked it or not it would have to do. At least there were guns.
Unlike the States, obtaining a firearm was very difficult in England. Strict and enforced gun laws prevented the average citizen from owning one. Even police officers had to abide by the rules. A beautiful law to maintain a peaceful nation it was indeed. But since Infection Lucia couldn't help but miss the Second Amendment.
I just wish the testosterone levels in this place weren't so high.
She shook away the thought. By the time Lucia finished washing up it was nearly nightfall so she decided to explore the house leaving Jim, Selena, and Hannah alone in the room.
The other two adults watched carefully over the teenage girl, whom fell asleep on a bed. Selena sat by the window, obviously still distraught over the days events. Jim sat nearby to offer her some comfort.
"How is she?" He asked.
"She's lost her dad, Jim," The African goddess chuckled painfully. "That's how she is... It's all fucked."
"What do you mean?" He asked softly.
Selena curled her legs up to her body and broke into tears. Jim laid a soothing hand on her shoulder.
"Don't do that," he cooed over her sobs. "Hannah is just like Frank said. She's a tough girl. She'll learn to cope with it just like you and I, and all of us have coped."
Selena shook her head furiously.
"I don't want her to fucking cope! I want her to be okay! When Hannah had her dad, it was okay for them, and okay for us," She shook her head again. "Now it's all fucked."
Jim watched her for a moment and suddenly kissed her. Caught off guard, Selena reared back and stared into his eyes before locking lips with him again. He'd been attracted to her since the first day they met in the streets of London but the African goddess wasn't so easily won over. The harsh reality of their situation had ignited her instincts for survival and she'd suppressed all emotions in order to do so. But seeing a family torn apart before her very eyes left her with a feeling of weakness and vulnerability.
Jim wrapped his arms around each other in a gentle embrace, but Selena pulled away from him abruptly and flew out of the room.
According to the 'resident tin-opener' of the house, dinner was served.
Lucia was likely to be the last to arrive at the table. Her exploration of the house had taken her to the study. It was a cozy room with a few fancy sofas and chairs sitting in a circle at the center of the room. There were tall book shelves against every wall except for the farthest which was home to three tall windows. The drapes had been pulled back and tied elegantly with golden ropes. On the back wall over the fireplace was an old oil painting of the mansion's former mistress whose now infected remains lay motionless somewhere in the neighboring woods with six large bullet holes in her chest.
Lucia paid little attention to it for her eyes were attracted to the large boxes that occupied every corner of the room. She ran her fingers across the words on one of them trying to make sense of the letters in the dark. S-H-A-R-P. She inspected another corner and found many other labeled boxes with pictures of stereo systems and other electronics on them.
Her brow wrinkled with confusion.
Lucia looked back over her shoulder, not least bit startled. A tall man with a very uneven haircut stood in the doorway observing her.
He stuck out his thumb and pointed towards the hall. "Soups on." The soldier stepped aside to let her pass then followed closely behind her.
The house had to be kept dark to avoid attracting the Infected still wandering around the woods. For a few moments, she was disappointed that he didn't insist on leading the way. The last thing she wanted to do was trip over something, but after feeling his eyes burning into her back, she understood.
"What's your name?" He asked.
She hesitated a moment. "Lucia."
"That's pretty." He said in a tone that annoyed her. "Are you an American?"
Lucia maintained a quickened pace though his body language suggested otherwise."That's right."
He took longer strides to catch up. "You're far away from home. How old are you?"
Something inside her gut didn't want to give an answer Up ahead there were sounds of chanting.
Will there be chips or jacket spuds? Will there be salad or frozen peas?
"What's that?" She asked.
"Just the boys celebratin' I guess. You're the first survivors we've seen since it started."
Lucia managed to get to the dining room without having to answer anymore of his questions.
In the center of the room sat a long cherry wood table. Each place was set out neatly with all the utensils, napkins, and plates laid out in their correct spots. The middle of the table was taken up by several silver polished candlestick holders which supported the only light source in the room. The soldiers were howling some sort of song she had never heard of before and beating their fists rhythmically against the table. They paused momentarily and looked up as she wandered into the room. She decided to take a comfortable seat in the corner next to Jim and the others
Will there be mushrooms? Fried onion rings? You'll have to wait and see!
The men continued to chant and smile.
Private Jones busied himself around the back table against the wall. He wore a ruffled pink apron over his green camouflage uniform. The image nearly made Lucia smile but her unsettling stomach forbade it.
Hope it's chips, it's chips! We hope it's chips, it's chips!
Moments later, the voices of the men arose and the chant was broken. The air was filled with applause and shouts of praise. Puzzled the four newcomers remained silent. Major Henry West entered the room dressed formally in a fancy military uniform and hat. A smile crossed his face as he walked tall and proudly to his seat directly across from Hannah. Private Jones shut the door behind him.
West casually reached over to Clifton and yanked the green hood from his head. He tossed it onto the table and looked around the room, gently signally for everyone to quiet down.
"So, what have we here." He glanced around at the platters Jones had neatly set onto the table. "Tinned ham, tinned peas, tinned beans, and . . ."
He paused at the covered platter and glanced up at Jones who grinned eagerly. The soldiers leaned forward in their seats as West lifted the lid. They gasped in amazement.
"Omelette!" West looked around the room in surprise. Then said to the pretty private, "You've prepared a feast Jones!"
Lucia struggled to cover the utter look of disgust that had crept it's way onto her expression as the Major listed the contents of tonight's meal. Is this what they called a feast? Even while in hiding in the back of the store, she had plenty of food at her disposal. Surely a house so grand had more than just canned carrots sitting in the pantry? From the looks of it the rations her were going to meager. Somehow this place seemed like a notch down on the shit list. But seeing as how she was in no position to complain or demand, she simply sighed inwardly and tried to remember if there was an irradiated apple in her bag outside.
It was then Lucia noticed the Sergeant sitting next to her at the end of the table. The Scottish man was staring hard at everyone around the table. He looked as if though someone had just spit in his tea, though he was uncomfortably silent.
"In honor of our guests, sir,"Jones announced proudly.
West picked up his fork and used it to tear a piece of the omelette away and onto his plate. "I was going to make a toast but this omelette will do just as well."
Selena and Jim gave each other a strange look.
West raised his fork in the air with a large chunk of egg dangling at the end of it. "To new friends."
"To new friends," the soldiers repeated.
Everyone's anxious eyes watched as West's fork carried the eggy substance up to his mouth. His jaw rose and fell twice then he stopped and his eyes grew wide. He looked at the pretty pink private accusingly then leaned over his plate and let the eggs fall out of his mouth. He tossed his fork down with a clatter.
"Jones, did you notice while cooking that these eggs were off?" His tone surprised everyone.
Jones glanced quickly around at his comrades who averted their gaze. "I-I thought the salt might cover the taste, sir."
West softened his voice and picked the last bits of egg from his teeth and tossed it onto the plate. "Get rid of it."
The pretty private hopped to his feet and began to do as he was told. Many incoherent grumbles of disappointment arose from around the table. West sat down in his seat and placed his napkin on his lap with a heavy sigh.
"I don't suppose you can cook can you?" He said to the three females sitting across from him. "Can't tell you how badly we need somebody around here with a little flair in the kitchen."
The ladies skipped a breath and gave him the same polite 'fuck you' look.
The soldier with the poor haircut, Private Davis, twirled his fork around against his plate absently. "What a fucking disappointment. When I saw those eggs, I thought it was Christmas."
Private Bell, the only other dark-skinned person in the room, lifted out of his seat and speared a thin slice of ham laying on the platter across from him with his fork and dropped it onto his plate. "We'll all be having eggs again soon once everything's back to normal."
Corporal Mitchell was quick to speak. "Ah, you muppet! Look at him, eh? He's still waiting for Marks and Spencer's to reopen. Listen mate, you don't know nothing!"
The newcomers shifted their eyes back and forth between the soldiers nervously as they all laughed at Mitchell's words.
"Well I think Bell's got a point," the Sergeant cut in. He was the only one of them who wasn't enjoying the laughter. "If you look at the whole life of the planet, we, you know, man has only been around for a few blinks of on eye. So if Infection wipes us all out, that is a return to normality."
There air became tense as everyone fell silent, possibly taking in his words. It was uncertain.
The Sergeant turned to the dark soldier. "Is that what you meant, Bell?"
The private shrugged. "Yeah, yeah."
"Have you met our new-age Sergeant?" West chuckled. "Our spiritual guru?"
The newcomers pretended not to hear him and looked away as the rest of the men giggled. The Sergeant was not amused.
"Tell me Farrell, why exactly did you join the army in the first place?" West asked in a mocking tone.
He went on.
"Let me tell you what I've seen in the four weeks since Infection." West started. The room remained quiet as he spoke. "People killing people; which is much like I saw in the four weeks before infection and the four weeks before that. As far back as I care to remember, it was just people killing people, which in my mind puts us in a state of normality right now."
The commanding officer received several odd glances from the newcomers but nobody noticed. No one moved or spoke for several seconds. Selena was first to come out of her trance and turned to the fifteen-year old girl next to her who seemed to be a stone's throw away from falling completely into shock.
"You're not eating," she said to her quietly.
"I don't want to eat," the girl replied softly.
"You must eat Hannah." West said with a gentleness that his men rarely ever got to see.
Hannah turned her gaze up to him. "I don't want to eat. I want to bury my dad. He's one of the people you're talking about?"
Major West could tear down the opinions of his second-in-command and preach proverbs to his men, but in the face of a little girl he couldn't think of a witty response and only nodded in agreement.
A large explosion outside rocked the room.
The plates rattled hard against the table. The soldiers jumped up and grabbed their guns. Sergeant Farrell began yelling out commands and directed everyone to get to their places outside. The newcomers watched slightly entertained as they all sprang into action. Sirens began to blare and the flood lights lining the front lawn switched on.
Jim and Selena ran after them and stopped by one of the windows in the foyer to watch the battle commence. To Lucia's surprise, West didn't make any moves to join in on the fight. Since he stayed, she stayed. There was no way in Hell she would leave Hannah alone with him after that little speech. She could already tell that something was up. Peace didn't live within the walls of the mansion and it never would.
"There's no need to worry," he assured them. "These sort of attacks happen every so often."
"That's nice to know," Lucia replied.
He tilted his head at her slightly. "Are you an American?"
The bullets stopped and the siren ceased. Everyone listened to the soldier's chatter as they reentered the mansion
She smirked. "Is it that obvious?"
"Are you an exchange student or just visiting?"
Lucia shrugged. "I think I've been here long enough to declare residency now."
The Major studied her a moment. Though her physical features retained the youthfulness of a teenager, the serious manner in which she carried herself suggested that she was a twenty-something woman well matured beyond her years. Lucia had skin the shade of creamy milk-chocolate. Natural beauty blessed her with an even-sized nose and a set of perfectly proportioned lips. Her sharp eyes were well complemented by a pair of thin eyebrows and medium length hair. Genetics allowed her to be tall but, to her dismay, thicker in several undesirable areas.
Suddenly Selena's shouts echoed into the room. Lucia was just about to get up but Major West beat her to it. He excused himself from the table and left the two girls alone.
Lucia turned her head toward Hannah. "Do you think staying here is a good idea?"
Maybe her assumptions were wrong? Or maybe it was because she was surrounded by so many strangers in a foreign land? Hannah shook her head silently.
Lucia slouched back in her chair. "Me neither."
She picked up her steak knife and wrapped the blade up with her napkin then stuffed it all in her right pocket. She grabbed several pieces of tinned ham from the platter and started to gobble them down quickly. She'd be damned if she starved tonight.
"Sergeant Farrell!" They heard West yell from the foyer.
"I don't like him." Hannah admitted.
"He's sure got a power complex doesn't he?" Lucia said. "I think we walked right into the middle of a civil dispute between those that believe his bullshit and the few that don't. I don't like having to live by the rules of power hungry men."
Lucia got up from her chair and went to the door to see if she could see what the others were doing. She watched Selena hurry down the adjacent hallway in a huff. Jim appeared and looked after her, then turned around toward Lucia and motioned for her to follow.
Lucia turned back to the dining room. "Come on Hannah."
By the time both girls entered the foyer Jim was already heading into another room with Major West. They could hear the voices of the other soldiers talking outside. So instead they followed Selena and went to their temporary quarters.
Selena had the machete raised and ready to strike as they walked into the door causing them to pause in mid-step. She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her weapon before taking a seat next to the window sill. Lucia shut the door behind them and leaned against it. Hannah laid down on the bed and shut her eyes. Selena was visibly upset about something. Her hands were trembling even though she was fighting hard to keep them steady.
Lucia studied her for a few moments before she spoke. "We can't stay here. There's something not right about this place."
Selena leaned back and shut her eyes. She didn't speak for so long that Lucia thought she was being ignored.
"We can't go anywhere tonight," she said finally. "But we are DEFINITELY leaving tomorrow."
"I'll try to swipe a gun if I can."
Selena chuckled. "They'd shoot you first."
"Somehow I seriously doubt that."
There was a knock at the door. Lucia moved back and opened it. It was Jim and Major West.
"We have rooms all ready for you upstairs," he announced. "Get your stuff."
Now was not the time to discuss their plan to flee at the break of dawn. Jim and the others were taken outside where Frank's old black cab was parked. West waited by the doorway while they gathered their belongings. Lucia causally went to the front of the cab and pulled the keys out of the ignition and stuffed them in her left pocket while the Major was momentarily watching the men drag the bodies of the Infected off the lawn. He led them back into the house and up the tall staircase.
Lucia despised staircases. She took up the rear of the group. Jim dropped back to walk with her.
"What happened?" She asked in a low voice.
"He apologized." Jim looked at the floor. "Said it wouldn't happen again."
"And you buy that?" Lucia looked at him.
He didn't have to answer. She dug into her pocket and pulled the keys out, careful not to let them jingle, and pressed them into his hand. He nodded silently and put them away.


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