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With Stephen Hawking’s passing, today is a sad day for science. But amongst all his praise and achievements in the fields of physics, for me personally his biggest achievement was making a grand, full life despite the terrible misfortune of being diagnosed with ALS. It would have been easy to become a recluse, embittered with the hand he’d been dealt, a brilliant misanthrope. But this was a man who maintained his sense of humor and refused to be mentally beaten. Three years ago, he told One Direction fans that the theory of alternate universes could provide a reality where Zayn Malik was still in the band. He conducted an interview with John Oliver where his factual, deadpan delivery was funnier than his interviewer, managing the cheekiest grins as he did so. And let us not forget that Stephen Hawking is the only person to have ever portrayed themselves in a Star Trek episode (Next Generation, “Descent, Part 1″), where he appeared alongside actors portraying Einstein and Sir Isaac Newton, whom he proceeded to defeat in poker.

Hawking’s observations on black hole radiation, string theory, alternate universes and artificial intelligence are things that will probably forever remain beyond most of us. But we could all learn a thing or two from his humanity.

The passing of Stephen Hawking is a devastating loss for humankind. He’s shaped the way so many of us think about space, about life, and about the universe. If you’re grieving today, we understand. May we suggest you click on the links in the post above? Reflecting on his mammoth wit, charm, and intelligence might make you feel a little bit better.

Rest in peace, Stephen Hawking.

Before this guy contributed to science when knew little and had a lot less scientific Theory's and we understood the universe a lot less. But then this guy came along. A scientist that wasn’t expected to live past two years who made it 5 extra decades and made some very important discoveries and Theory’s. Rest in peace Stephan Hawking for your work here is done and now its time for you to explore the great unknown. 

This is important!

Okay, guys. I’m from South Africa and as most of y’all know, Black Panther just came out. There are millions of underprivileged kids that have yet to see a movie theatre in their lives in this country. So, this morning I was on my way to work and I was listening to the radio in the car, one of the biggest radio stations in my country (94.7 Highveld Stereo- which I never listen to mainly because of the music) but they had started with a goal to send about a thousand underprivileged kids to go and watch Black Panther and it started of small. 

But then then they got to R175 000 with additional lunch and snack donations and the Lottery came on and doubled the figure. 

I don’t know why, but it struck a chord with me, as I’m sure with many other South Africans this morning. These kids, never having been to a movie theatre before, are going to see a BLACK superhero on-screen WITH South African actors. Say what you want about that movie, but it’s changing fucking lives and allowing children, CHILDREN OF COLOUR to dream again. And I say this with confidence because things didn’t magically bounce back after apartheid had ended. 

It didn’t end there, though. The movie theatre that they had planned on taking the kids to promised to TRIPLE the amount of tickets they had bought.

Thank you, Marvel. POC kids are dreaming again in South Africa, kids with the same traditions as seen in the movie. It’s a small gesture and probably minuscule on a worldly scale but I’m proud, because I have never been, to be South African. Or African, for that matter.

They’re currently sending over 8500 underprivileged kids to cinemas.

IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THIS AND YOU’RE ANY MUSIC CLASS, WATCH IT I HAVEN’T LAUGHED SO HARD IN MONTHS. IF YOU’RE IN BAND, ORCHESTRA OR CHOIR WATCH THIS MASTERPIECE.

THIS IS ONE OF THEY GREATEST VIDEOS I HAVE EVER SEEN. MUST WATCH IF  YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT 

This is the next move to restore net neutrality

If it feels like you’re fighting battles on every side, you’re not alone. The struggle is terrifyingly real. But we can still make this year the best possible version of 2018 it can be. There’s a new opportunity in to restore strong net neutrality protections: The Congressional Review Act.

What is the Congressional Review Act?

The CRA lets the House and Senate repeal administrative laws—rules and regulations set by governmental agencies—with a simple majority in both houses. The resolutions can’t be blocked by leadership, amended, or filibustered.

This congress has used the CRA more than any other to overturn regulations that protect vulnerable people and the environment, but this time we can use it for a good purpose—to reverse the FCC’s decision and restore net neutrality.

We just need #OneMoreVote

Battle For The Net has secured commitments from 50 senators. One more and we can take this fight to the House. These are the targets:

If you live in these states, we need you. Even if you don’t, you can still help the cause.

Go to battleforthenet.com to write or call your representatives.

Tell them to support the “Resolution of Disapproval” and overturn the FCC’s December 14 “Restoring Internet Freedom” vote. 

dark percy

imagine everyone at CHB and CJ fearing Percy, even though they still respect him a little something has changed drastically and the campers don’t know what to do.  After a few months the older kids from CHB starting to think he’ll be a repeat of Luke but worse. All the older kids quietly discussing things from the past and how they’re worried for everyone’s safety when a younger kid/ someone from Camp Jupiter hears them and starts to ask questions. They all look at the table in shame and fear as they vaguely explain to them what happened which only instills more fear. None of them know but one of the seven overhears them and loses it (I feel like it would be Nico or Annabeth) on them because “Percy isn’t like Luke” and “he’s been through so much more than anyone will ever be able to imagine.” 

Unfortunately that doesn’t keep people from whispering when no who supports Percy is around to hear. They still talk and there’s nothing anyone can do because whenever the seven try to figure out who started the rumors the other campers cover for each other. 

Chiron tries his hardest to get through to Percy and to help him but every attempt moves Percy farther away. Percy can’t even think about his time in Tartarus without having to sit down away from people to calm down. So Chiron just settles for the tiniest snippets that he gets sometimes (most of the time its just a change in body language or Percy mumbling something when he’s not paying attention) and stays behind Percy like a wall to protect him from the cruelty of the campers and any of the gods that question him. 

Eventually Annabeth decides that it would be better if Percy lived with his mom for a little bit. When Percy finally sees Sally again for the first time since Tartarus. Percy was not sure if he was ready yet but Annabeth insisted and he really missed him mom. They walk through the door together holding hands (its one of the only things that keeps Percy calm now… that and holding onto Riptide all the time. The seconds Sally hears them come through the door she runs to hug Percy and he flinches on instinct and pulls out Riptide. None of them know what to do so Sally just looks at him sadly as Annabeth takes Riptide from him and rubs his hand. Sally knows something is horribly wrong with her son, something she will never understand so she knows better than to ask, she gently pulls him into her arms and starts to cry because her baby flinched due to her. Annabeth had been the only one brave enough to touch him since he got back so having his mother hold him again was something Percy almost couldn’t handle. having her cry on his shoulder almost broke him. 

Annabeth sleeps over for months because every night Percy wakes up screaming and she is the only one who can bring him back to the  understanding that he isn’t down there anymore… well that and the first time it happened Sally tried to hep and Percy accidentally used blood bending on her. He locked himself in his room for weeks before he could even look at her again. Every day she’d go to his door and try to coax him out with the promise of forgiveness and blue foods that used to be his favourie but all he’d say is “i’m sorry” over and over again. when he finally comes out its because Annabeth went and got Grover. 

The second Percy heard Grover’s voice he whipped open the door and stared at his friends that he hadn’t seen in so long. He almost didn’t believe he was there. Grover opened his arms with tears in his eyes and Percy ran into them, knocking them both over and they cried on the floor. As Grover held him he reformed their empathy link in order to understand what Percy went through better but he had to try four times before he got it because the first three were too overwhelming for him to handle. Once he finally got it he started to cry ad hold Percy as tight as he could to try and convey that he understood… Percy got it. 

Imagine Percy and Hazel getting closer and having one of the purest friendships ever. Hazel is one of the other few people (other than Annabeth and Nico) to treat Percy normally right away (even Grover and Sally are a little afraid of him.) I guess it was just a death thing. Frank hated the idea of leaving Hazel alone with Percy due to the blood bending thing but hazel always tells him how silly it is to be afraid of someone who could never hurt them. 

Hazel and Percy would always hang out when there was nothing else to do and Hazel would do the purest things like bring him wildflowers that she had picked to make him smile or pulling gems from the earth wherever they were sitting to make a picture in the ground for him. 

Mrs. O’Leary became even more protective of Percy after he got back. It was almost like she knew everything. She would follow Percy everywhere. It was to the point where Percy had to move his table so that Mrs.O’Leary could sit beside him. Anyways she would totally chill with Hazel and him all the time (hazel would always braid gems and flowers into her fur just for fun as they talked). They would lay on her has they talked about things going on in life. They never talked about what happened unless Percy brought it up. Hazel felt like it was up to him to talk when he was ready, and she always made sure he knew that she was there for him %100. 

Children of Hades/Pluto didn’t fear power that coincided with darkness. Their dad was the freaking lord of the underworld, they were used to it. They were so used to being called monsters that they didn’t see anything wrong with Percy, and that was something that comforted him to no end. Whenever Nico came around they would go places together where it was nice and quiet to drink coffee or play a game or watch a movie. It was super therapeutic for Percy. For them to treat him like he was normal. Annabeth tried but she coddles him a lot. Hazel and Nico knew where the lines where and when not to cross them. they would never fight his battles like Annabeth tended to. They were more like backup support. they always let him defend himself knowing he needed it. they never made him feel like he Broke down there even if he knew that’s what happened.  and everyone saw him start to get better…

 Until the first game of capture the flag. Percy thought he would be okay to participate but everyone else was weary. Hazel and Nico convinced everyone it would be good for him and that all of the seven would watch his back to make sure nothing went wrong. that of course put everyone at ease. but the thing that finally convinced everyone was that Annabeth would be with Percy for the whole game (they discarded the rules for this one game.) Most of the game went by without a snag, their team was winning and everyone seemed to be having fun. Annabeth and Percy were guarding the flag (another condition of him playing was that he wouldn’t see too much combat) when Annabeth heard a noise so she went to check it out. Once she was out of sight the campers decided to attack but they didn’t know how bad of an idea it was to sneak up on Percy. one of the campers snuck up behind him and whispered “gocha” in his ear. It sounded a little too much like one of those monsters in Tartarus. It triggered a PTSD response so Percy whipped around and started bloodbending the kid. The other campers had to knock Percy out in order to stop him from killing the poor boy. He was in recovery for three weeks before he even woke up….No one trusted Percy after that. 

Fortunately being friends with Nico gained him an in with the Apollo kids. Will would always invite percy to help in the Apollo cabin doing arts and helping them with their instruments. Even though he’s been through a lot of traumatic stuff the act of doing good could put him at peace for a few moments. Will would always smile at Percy and for some reason it would always make him super happy. 

He cant attend campfires anymore because the fire against the dark was something a little too familiar to him. So Nico, Annabeth, Grover, Will and (sometimes) Hazel would sit with him in the Posiden cabin during the campfires and play cards or Monopoly. it became a tradition. Most of the time the games ended in playful fighting and a good laugh it was a good way for them to just forget everything for a little bit. 

A few months after the capture the flag incident campers started to get more courageous in their cruelty. Most just wanted to prevent any repeats or bad things from happening but i mean “the road to hell is paved with good intentions.” He would wake up to noted at his door telling him he wasn’t wanted or to kill himself. Someone even vandalized his cabin withe the words abomination and monster. It got to the point where Tyson came back to support his brother. Tyson would always clean the cabin off and tear up the letters (before Percy saw them if he could.) he would constantly tell people “he’s just as much of a monster as I am” not being able to see the difference between himself and his brother that he adored with all his heart. But no matter what he and the seven did to defend Percy things just kept getting worse. they even got to the point where Tyson recommended that they stayed with their dad for a while. But Percy didn’t want to hurt them by accident either. 

When Percy first got back he would go to the hypnos cabin every night before going to sleep to get something that would let him sleep without nightmares. it didn’t always work but for a little while it did. As the situation got worse so did Percy’s PTSD and his dreams. He started going back  hypnos cabin every night to get the stuff again but he was taking too much so they cut him off. Percy didn’t know what to do. He knew he wouldn’t make it without the elixir so he got the next best thing… he stole alcohol from the Stoll brothers stash. It didn’t take them long to figure out who had taken it so they told him they could get something that would help better. Fortunately it was just a diversion to keep Percy busy so they could tell Annabeth without him trying to stop them. When she confronted him he couldn’t look her in the eyes as she scolded him. Telling him how stupid and dangerous it was to do those things and that he could talk about it and there were so many other options. Once she was done she waited for a response as to why he was doing it. It took a while for Percy to come up with words through his shame. “I just wanted to sleep without dreaming. I don’t want to see it anymore… it’s dark….so dark.” and that’s when she realized he was crying and shaking. he wouldn’t let her tough him though because if he hurt her he would never forgive himself again. No amount of ambrosia can fix the brain.

He started to push people away after that. He didn’t want to hurt anyone. He heard what people thought of him now and no matter how hard he tried to fight it he had started to believe them. He hated everything about himself, he resented the fact that he ever started bloodbending. he didn’t know where to go or what to do but he knew he shouldnt be at CHB or CJ and there was no way he was going to either of his parents. so he wrote a note and left (he had to force Mrs.O’Leary to stay with Nico.) Annabeth found the note at dinner time when she went to get Percy knowing he wouldn’t come otherwise. The second she finished it she lost it and ran through the camp searching for him screaming “i cant lose him again.” she blindly looked for him for weeks with no luck. he was already long gone. 

Grover sent out a message to every single one of the satyres (all of which were too scared to actually look for Percy.) every one of the seven was out every day looking for them as Annabeth tracked him from CHB or she was out with them. Nico and Hazel were out for months sometimes with Mrs.O’Leary and one of Percy’s sweaters trying to find him. but no luck. 

Every single person in CHB knew Percy disappeared the night it happened. Annabeth was a wreck… yet someone still had the nerve to say “good riddance” …lets just say it took almost everyone to keep the seven from killing them. 

Finally one day almost two years from Percy’s disappearance Nico was out with Mrs.O’Leary when she suddenly got a hit on his trail. They were with Percy in seconds. But what nico saw was heartbreaking. There was a sea of monster bodies all across this bridge over a road that was closed off for some unknown purpose. it was hard to tell how they were killed because most of their bodies were mangled and unrecognizable. but not all of them were monster… some were demigod. 

it took Nico a while to find Percy as he was looking in the wrong place. he was looking down when he should have been looking up. he found Percy in the middle of it all standing on the ledge of the bridge. Covered in blood and golden monster dust, gripping Riptide like his life depended on it. he was covered in wounds but it was hard to see them through the blood. he was sobbing so hard he shook. Nico didn’t know what to do so he called out to Percy. Percy didn’t react, he couldn’t hear through the roaring in his ears. Nico took a few steps closer and called out to him again. This time Percy heard him and turned around. When he saw what he had done he dropped riptide and covered his mouth with his hands to keep from screaming… but that didn’t stop him from sobbing harder. “ I didn’t, I…. I couldn’t have. Did I? No, please no. Nico please tell me I didn’t do this. Please Nico.”Nico was too shocked to say anything so he just shook his head as Percy cried harder. “ I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to! Oh gods, I’m such a monster! I shouldn’t be here Nico. I’m so sorry. I should have died, not Luke,or Zoë or Silena or Charles. I should have died…. not Bianca. I’m sorry Nico.” that finally snapped nico out of it. He stormed over to Percy, wrenched him down off the ledge and pulled him into a fierce hug. “you didn’t do this! I don’t care what the story is, they did this to themselves, not you, they did. they provoked you, you didn’t do this out of malice or violence you did it out of self defense. Okay?! And done you dare say those things ever again. those people chose their destinies, nobody ever said it was easy or safe being a demigod. dying is a part of our lives and there is nothing we can do about it. My sister chose her destiny just like each of them did. you didn’t make her do any of it. you are here for a reason Percy. and I wouldn’t have it any other way. you showed each ad every one of us that we make our own destinies. now let me re teach you how.” 

that night Percy and Nico didn’t go back to CHB or CJ. In fact they didn’t go back for a few months. Nico and percy went on the road, fighting monsters when they came across them and talking the rest of the way. the entire time Nico taught Percy how to heal. (this was the first time Percy talked about Tartarus.) Neither of them brought up camp until one day they were driving through a small town a little bit south of the Canadian border when Percy saw a strawberry sign. he immediately turned to nico and said “I’m ready.” and they went back (i encourage that you imagine Nico doing a very unsafe U-turn and smirking at percy as they head home) Percy was far from being great and they both knew that he never would be his old self again but for now he was okay and that was good enough for them. 

Nico had iris messaged Hazel before they got back so she was waiting for them when they pulled up. Nico got out first and embraces his sister in a tight hug… Percy hesitated. was he really ready? Could he really do this? Face everyone again? Before he could change his mind the door opened a little and a bouquet of flowers was held through. Percy laughed through his tears and swung the door open more pulling hazel in to hug her in the car as he cried. but they weren’t teats of sadness… they were tears of relief and joy.  

He greeted everyone one by one. first old friends/rivals like Clarisse, Piper, Will, Jason and some others and then moved onto closer friends. Grover and Annabeth were last. Grover ran all the way across chb when he found out and tackled percy in the warmest hug he had ever had. the moment was brief as Grover’s face went dark. “she never stopped.” no one needed to specify who ‘she’ was. they all knew. “where is she?” he asked and Grover pointed to the Poseidon cabin. Percy knocked but no one answered so he walked in. the place was an absolute mess. there were papers everywhere reading of places he had been and people he had saved, some were not about him but he guessed she was hoping it was. there were stacks of coins toppled over by the fountain but Percy knew none of them had ever worked. he had made sure of that. that didn’t keep him from wondering how many of those she wasted trying to find him. A map was tacked to the wall with string all over it and it was covered in pictures of people (some he knew but most he didn’t.) Annabeths clothes were everywhere but always in somewhat neat piles so they wouldn’t mess up the papers. all of the beds were pushed to the far wall and they were covered in his things, all neatly placed and in perfect order almost to make sure it was perfect for when he came back. and in the middle of the floor was Annabeth. Her laptop still open next to her, pencil still in hand. her hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed or washed in days, not that Percy cared. And she was wearing one of his old sweaters. He almost didn’t want to wake her up but he knew if he didn’t she would kill him. so he carefully walked over to her and gently touched her arm. she didn’t move as she spoke. “go away! I told everyone I’m not leaving until i find him.” it took everything in him to keep from crying as he said “you don’t have to look anymore.” her head shot op and her eyes met his with so much hope, sadness and joy that it crushed him. she leapt onto him and gripped him in a hug that was so fierce it would probably crush a god. they both stayed like that for what felt like ages crying into each others arms. the sweater did nothing to hide all the weight she had lost and it made Percy cry more. He had done this, he had made her like this. Almost as though she could hear him she pulled back and held is face in her hands. “i did this to me so don’t you dare blame yourself. I love you so damn much Percy Jackson. I fucking love you.”  and then they kissed and lived a happy life the end. 

This is important!

Okay, guys. I’m from South Africa and as most of y’all know, Black Panther just came out. There are millions of underprivileged kids that have yet to see a movie theatre in their lives in this country. So, this morning I was on my way to work and I was listening to the radio in the car, one of the biggest radio stations in my country (94.7 Highveld Stereo- which I never listen to mainly because of the music) but they had started with a goal to send about a thousand underprivileged kids to go and watch Black Panther and it started of small. 

But then then they got to R175 000 with additional lunch and snack donations and the Lottery came on and doubled the figure. 

I don’t know why, but it struck a chord with me, as I’m sure with many other South Africans this morning. These kids, never having been to a movie theatre before, are going to see a BLACK superhero on-screen WITH South African actors. Say what you want about that movie, but it’s changing fucking lives and allowing children, CHILDREN OF COLOUR to dream again. And I say this with confidence because things didn’t magically bounce back after apartheid had ended. 

It didn’t end there, though. The movie theatre that they had planned on taking the kids to promised to TRIPLE the amount of tickets they had bought.

Thank you, Marvel. POC kids are dreaming again in South Africa, kids with the same traditions as seen in the movie. It’s a small gesture and probably minuscule on a worldly scale but I’m proud, because I have never been, to be South African. Or African, for that matter.

They’re currently sending over 8500 underprivileged kids to cinemas.