LOCK DOWN S ARE BACK ,AT THE MOMENT JUST MINOR AND LOCALISED,IT MOSTLY DOWN PEOPLE BEING IGNORANT BY THINKING IT IS ALL OVER AND NO NEED TO SOCIAL DISTANCING,WASH HANDS,WEAR A MASK.
SO ALL THE PROTESTERS AND PEOPLE GOING TO AREAS NOT DOING THESE THINGS YOU ARE THE ONES WHO HAVE TO LOOK AT YOUR SOU 'LL S WHEN THE SECOND WAVE HITS AS YOU ARE THE MURDERERS OF THE NEXT VICTIM S I HOPE YOU CAN LIVE WITH THAT.
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Saturday, 1 August 2020
Friday, 31 July 2020
FUNGUS BY MARK ANTONY RAINES
It had a name one I was later to forget.
It was called Massospora circadiana this was a original a fungal pathogen that infected a species of beetle known as cicada.
I was doing my job searching the jungles of the Amazon for unusual specimens of trees as may be a possible way to save future trees from disease.
We finished for the day so I went back to our camp to catalogue our findings and to have a bit of rest and tuck into much needed food and have a shower to wash away the sweat from toiling in the amazon.
I was casually eating my beans and rice when I felt a tiny bit on my leg which felt like someone had pricked me with a sharp needle.
I looked down to see the creature that inflected this temporary pain and saw it was a hybrid of a Magicicada Tredecassinia species of beetle normally lives on Africa; Australia; Asia so this one that just bite me must be a new species as it was so unknown to the amazon.
I was just about to find a net to place it in when it spread it's micro sliver-like wings and disappeared.
Feeling a bit tired I decided to call it a day and get into my sleeping bag for some much welcomed shut eye.
As I lay in my sleeping bag awaiting for the sandman to dust me some dreams I felt a little off colour and my stomach was feeling a bit unsettled ,at first I just put it down to jungle belly.
Something was moving around in my stomach is could see brown tiny speck s all over my abdoman.
My body was becoming inflected ;I could feel rear segments of my abdomen falling off when I managed in my weakened state to unzip my sleeping bag and crawl out like a worm .
I shaked my sleeping bag out and on the ground of the tent were white chalky mass of a fungus:which before my stunned eyes I see it was producing spores.
I felt the need to walk around dragging my aabdomen; I try to scream out on pain but my voice is mute.
Then it stops and I drop to the floor.
I awoke on a hospital bed and my wife and family by my side.
I was told by the consulant that I was extremely lucky that I was found by one of my fellow research students whom recognised I was in a state of anaphaylactic shock due to my block airways so he rised my legs into a comfortable position to keep my blood flowing to my vital organs.
After some time I was rushed to nearest hospital with a helipad and given a antidote stronger than a epipen.
A month later I was back in my country cottage just thinking about how lucky I was.
Me and my wife had some me time I managed to fertilize one of my wife eggs making her pregnant.
Six weeks later we both wenter along to get a scan to tell us if we were expecting a boy or a girl.
This is where things got a bit odd as when the nurse did the scan she let out almighty scream and went running to get the doctor.
The doctor took each of us into an examination room and asked us to strip off.
We both did so willingly :he took a look at our private research and said we both need to come to his office straight away.
We both seat down on very uncomfortable chairs and then he told us.
"I afraid to tell you but you are both sterile and the thing inside is not a baby but what looks like millions of spores of some sort of fungus;we must inform you it be best if you abort these creatures "
So this is how I became aware of how just a simple fungus and the damage it affict on your life.
It was called Massospora circadiana this was a original a fungal pathogen that infected a species of beetle known as cicada.
I was doing my job searching the jungles of the Amazon for unusual specimens of trees as may be a possible way to save future trees from disease.
We finished for the day so I went back to our camp to catalogue our findings and to have a bit of rest and tuck into much needed food and have a shower to wash away the sweat from toiling in the amazon.
I was casually eating my beans and rice when I felt a tiny bit on my leg which felt like someone had pricked me with a sharp needle.
I looked down to see the creature that inflected this temporary pain and saw it was a hybrid of a Magicicada Tredecassinia species of beetle normally lives on Africa; Australia; Asia so this one that just bite me must be a new species as it was so unknown to the amazon.
I was just about to find a net to place it in when it spread it's micro sliver-like wings and disappeared.
Feeling a bit tired I decided to call it a day and get into my sleeping bag for some much welcomed shut eye.
As I lay in my sleeping bag awaiting for the sandman to dust me some dreams I felt a little off colour and my stomach was feeling a bit unsettled ,at first I just put it down to jungle belly.
Something was moving around in my stomach is could see brown tiny speck s all over my abdoman.
My body was becoming inflected ;I could feel rear segments of my abdomen falling off when I managed in my weakened state to unzip my sleeping bag and crawl out like a worm .
I shaked my sleeping bag out and on the ground of the tent were white chalky mass of a fungus:which before my stunned eyes I see it was producing spores.
I felt the need to walk around dragging my aabdomen; I try to scream out on pain but my voice is mute.
Then it stops and I drop to the floor.
I awoke on a hospital bed and my wife and family by my side.
I was told by the consulant that I was extremely lucky that I was found by one of my fellow research students whom recognised I was in a state of anaphaylactic shock due to my block airways so he rised my legs into a comfortable position to keep my blood flowing to my vital organs.
After some time I was rushed to nearest hospital with a helipad and given a antidote stronger than a epipen.
A month later I was back in my country cottage just thinking about how lucky I was.
Me and my wife had some me time I managed to fertilize one of my wife eggs making her pregnant.
Six weeks later we both wenter along to get a scan to tell us if we were expecting a boy or a girl.
This is where things got a bit odd as when the nurse did the scan she let out almighty scream and went running to get the doctor.
The doctor took each of us into an examination room and asked us to strip off.
We both did so willingly :he took a look at our private research and said we both need to come to his office straight away.
We both seat down on very uncomfortable chairs and then he told us.
"I afraid to tell you but you are both sterile and the thing inside is not a baby but what looks like millions of spores of some sort of fungus;we must inform you it be best if you abort these creatures "
So this is how I became aware of how just a simple fungus and the damage it affict on your life.
Thursday, 30 July 2020
GHOST S BY MARK ANTONY RAINES
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush.
The air was cold;her heart beating like a drum:her anxiety going through the roof .
The wind gathers a pace ;suddenely she hears a crack of a near by tree branch.
She feels sweaty hand place on her shoulder ;this makes her startle .
She turns around.
"Boo"
Oh stop being a pratt John:i dont like playing this game anymore can we go back home"
Jonny a blonde haired;slightly overweight walks off with Jayne a dark haired ;slightly underweight girl back through the woods to the house up the lane.
The house is a little worse for ware and could do with a few things that need mending a good lick of paint and then after this graft it look respectful again.
As Jonny and Jayne enter the house the front door slowly creeks slams shut which echoes around the house like a bad yodal .
Both Jonny and Jayne climb up the stairs each step making a noise similar to squeaking mouse then thier reached the landing .
The nursery door flies open and the babies cot is rocking back and forth ;the chimes hanging by the cot spin around and around; the sound of a baby crying but when you get closer to the cot their is only a doll dressed in baby clothes suckling a dummy.
The floor boards creek at every foot step;a black shadow stands in the corner letting out a maniacal laugh.
Both the children stop dead in thier tracks keeping very still as if turned to stone .
A clock chimes times twelve ;midnight has arrived in the plutonian darkness as all the lights in the house go out at once.
Both children let a ear piercing screaming until no air is left in thier tiny underformed lungs.
Thier skin goes a dull blue colour then suddenly the light s go back on .
'Surprise :Happy Birthday "
Jonny and Jayne let out a huge sigh of relief :thier cheeks get flushed with a bright red.
Jonny and Jayne tell everyone how relieved that it was not ghost s in the house just thier friends giving them a surprise birthday party.
Jonny "I liked the dark shadow creature in the corner ;that was a nice touch "
Jayne said 'My favourite bit was the creepy doll:it made me shiver all over my body "
All the people at the party just looked them in a confused manner.
Finally one of them said.
"What dark shadow :we placed no doll"
Both Jonny and Jayne were stunned and amazed.
In a corner of the room sitting in the darkness of the shadow s sat a raggy:disfigured doll and next to her a dark shadow looked on :both waiting for the party to finish to care on thier haunting.
© Mark Antony Raines
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