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Ilusion
Y qué importa si la vida sigue? Y qué importa si el mundo no para? Aún tienes poder sobre tu propia vida, aún tienes el poder de decisión. Enamorémonos del mundo, la existencia no es en vano, y si lo es, entonces hay que gozarla hasta el fin.
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Photo by David Bailey, 1965.
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NGC 1365: Majestic Spiral with Supernova
Image Credit & Copyright: Martin Pugh
A Urine Powered Generator. An amazing accomplishment by four brilliant girls. The girls are are Duro-Aina Adebola (14), Akindele Abiola (14), Faleke Oluwatoyin (14) and Bello Eniola (15).
1 Liter of urine gives you 6 hours of electricity.
The system works like this:
- Urine is put into an electrolytic cell, which separates out the hydrogen.
- The hydrogen goes into a water filter for purification, which then gets pushed into the gas cylinder.
- The gas cylinder pushes hydrogen into a cylinder of liquid borax, which is used to remove the moisture from the hydrogen gas.
- This purified hydrogen gas is pushed into the generator.
This is amazing. Give them a billion dollars right now. They may have just saved the planet.
folks are doing a PISS poor job of reblogging this.
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Más weón que hablarle al vacío de la pantalla y creer que a alguien le importa, te escucha y te hace caso.
Hay que darse cuenta de lo acompañado que está el resto para querer ver a esos que abandonaste por abandonarte.
No vale la pena estrujarse el cerebro y el corazón figurado por las mismas estupideces que te hacen odiar al resto.
Putos.
What if we become one? What if we solve in one today? What if we don’t leave this place ever again? Will you stand there for me like a rock? Will you let me go as soon as you get bored? How can i be certain of our future if you’re just another stranger? Let’s move against the crowd, let’s destroy everything we know and we’ll end up destroying each other like fire and water; unable to join together and fighting for nature, killing everything aound us. Who are we to decide how we’ll go? Who are we to express our feelings and ideas in front of other people? Who are we to decide what we’ll do?
No sabes como se siente el mirar al mismo lugar al que has mirado siempre, pero al sentir su calor, en un segundo verlo transformado en tu hogar.
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