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There is such thing as a 7th Infinity Stone. It is best known as the Ego Stone, and it is the only Infinity Stone that does not have a signature ability that can be used as a weapon or tool. Rather, the Ego Stone’s only purpose is to house the consciousness of Nemesis, the original being made up of all 7 Infinity Stones of Power, Space, Reality, Soul, Mind, Time, and Ego. In the comics, the 7th Infinity Stone, the Ego Stone, was in the possession of the Grandmaster, until it was won from him by Loki and unexpectedly revived Nemesis when combined with all other 6 Infinity Stones.As for the 8th and the 9th Infinity Stones, they do not exist in the existing Marvel Universe, but however, in alternate universes, they do probably exist. But the basics is that there are 6 Infinity Stones that control elemental aspects of the universe and a seventh that possesses the consciousness of the being that is all 7 Infinity Stones.

"We have to name the system": this high point of the sixties finds an unexpected revival in the postmodernism debate. (Fredric Jameson, 1991, Postmodernism or, The Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism)

When I was 7, my beloved father went into the hospital. He had a slipped disc and needed major surgery to repair it. My mother visited him every day after his surgery and throughout his recovery and spent all day with him. On the weekend, my mom took my sister and me to visit him. Unfortunately this was 1975 and no children under the age of 10 were allowed in the patient recovery rooms. And he had a full two weeks of recovery, after surgery, before he would be discharged. So there we were, my mom, my 11 year old sister, and me. I would have to wait in the waiting room on the floor below while my mom and sister got to visit my dad. It hurt, knowing he was so close and yet the rules wouldn’t let me go up to see him. Somehow a floor nurse wandered by and it was apparent that I wasn’t old enough to visit. She must have been a bit of a rebel herself, as she intervened. “This is no problem, we’ll just sneak you up to your dad’s room,” she said. I lit up like a Christmas tree and my day turned around. She did indeed sneak us up to his hospital room and I got to spend an incredibly precious twenty minutes with my father, the person I loved most in life.The next day we got the call that my dad had an unexpected pulmonary embolism and died instantly. They tried to revive him for an hour but he was gone.That nurse gave me the most precious gift, seeing my father alive for the last time. I’ve been forever grateful for her not following the rules and letting me tell my dad that I loved him and feeling his arms around me. It was the best gift I’ve ever received, and I’m humbled by her taking the time to make it happen.