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Standard threshold levels for screening and confirmatory tests. Detection of specific drugs using standard Immunoassay as opposed to the confirmatory test GC/MS or Gas Chromatography.
Tabitha Green was a single mother, living in a community that housed workers from a chemical plant two miles away. One night, her seemingly quiet neighborhood was shook awake by soldiers marching through the streets, trying to contain an unspecified infection. After her neighbors were killed,...
By Sababa Monjur
"Madness" is something which is used again and again in modern literature. Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions adds a whole new representation of madness. This paper would like to explore Vonnegut's weird world of madness.
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
By Vibhor Ganaka
The growth of the company is the result of their expert engineers and equally supportive R&D Team. The development was well planned by its pioneers.
Norms, morals and values of beauty in modern society.
I detest working on plumbing. Hate it. Would rather have a root canal.
This is a short story about a plumbing project I blew off until it got so bad I HAD to fix it.
What began as a short note quickly took on a life of it's own.
I hope you enjoy the read.
What humans are doing to our world
This is a story I have written about my past experiences with drugs, and the consequences I faced, and the end of it all.
Everybody has a lie. Individuals, corporations, agencies and the military. But just how far are they willing to go to keep them? x has just been released from a "hospital" with no recalection of why he was even there. 15 years pass and he's showing symptoms of of illnes but when he goes from...
By Jamie Rambo
Current Events and The Story Untold.
By Sira Nightfyre
None of us expected the Third World War, nor did we expect the consequences and effects of the chemical warfare. I wish there had been a way for me to stop it, but what could a fourteen year old girl do to prevent this? No, it would have happened no matter what I had attempted to do. My only...
I spent the rest of the night drinking bourbon from the bottle, eating pills from a bag, doing my best to forget.
.... I conveniently labeled that period of my life as spiritual research. Enlightenment elluded me, it ended in despondence, dejection, and an apathetic emotionless malaise. That night marked the begining of change for us, an irrevocable transition into the underworld culture that restructured...
This poem is from my 2nd collection, "Dropping Ecstasy With The Angels". You can read more of my poetry on my website: http://www.thunderburst.co.uk
Poetry | Updated Nov 16, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0