#Circular and Regenerative

[greenfue]

IEG, AT ECOMONDO 2025, FOCUS ON INTERNATIONALITY:THE GLOBAL FUTURE OF THE ECOLOGICAL TRANSITION IS HERE

  30 halls and 166,000 m2 of exhibition space, delegations from all over the world and a conference program on global challenges Focus on AI and digitalization, recycling, eco-design, satellite monitoring and industrial decarbonization; the Innovation District and Green Jobs & Skills The return of SAL.VE, in collaboration with ANFIA    From 4 to 7 November, Ecomondo, the Italian Exhibition…

[wicked-witch-ofthe-east]

I love science. But also, I can clearly see how it is the western man’s explanation of explicit indigenous knowledge. ESPECIALLY in agriculture and food systems. Isn’t it quite interesting to think about how regenerative agriculture was THE way of living. We’ve strewn so far from this form of food production that now rich white women with masters degrees and inherited land get to teach others “regenerative agriculture” for profit. It irritates me that our culture (mostly white culture) needs the chemical, biological, physical, scientific proof that something works when oral traditions have been tried and true on this continent for 10,000 years. Is the scientific method a means of distraction so big ag, big pharma, big oil, and big chem can make a profit?

[timceliumxe417]

Zusammenbau untere U-Schale

Die Rippen werden durchgehend mit der Alustange und dem Aussensperrholz verbunden. Um das Sperrholz um die Rundungen der Rippen biegen zu können, wurden Rillen eingesägt. Es wären zusätzliche Rillen nötig gewesen, um Knicke zu verhindern und die Belastung des Sperrholzes weiter zu reduzieren. Deshalb wurde mit einer Festool-Tauchfräse nachgearbeitet. Das Aussensperrholz wird mit Kupfer-Spenglerschrauben and die Rippen geschraubt.

[off-campus-still-nerdy]

I don't want BPA free plastic. I don't want recycled plastic. I want no plastic.

And so does the dog I live with.

[reasonsforhope]

"A team at Northwestern University has come up with the term “dancing molecules” to describe an invention of synthetic nanofibers which they say have the potential to quicken the regeneration of cartilage damage beyond what our body is capable of.

The moniker was coined back in November 2021, when the same team introduced an injection of these molecules to repair tissues and reverse paralysis after severe spinal cord injuries in mice.

Now they’ve applied the same therapeutic strategy to damaged human cartilage cells. In a new study, published in the Journal of the American Chemical Society, the treatment activated the gene expression necessary to regenerate cartilage within just four hours.

And, after only three days, the human cells produced protein components needed for cartilage regeneration, something humans can’t do in adulthood.

The conceptual mechanisms of the dancing molecules work through cellular receptors located on the exterior of the cell membrane. These receptors are the gateways for thousands of compounds that run a myriad of processes in biology, but they exist in dense crowds constantly moving about on the cell membrane.

The dancing molecules quickly form synthetic nanofibers that move according to their chemical structure. They mimic the extracellular matrix of the surrounding tissue, and by ‘dancing’ these fibers can keep up with the movement of the cell receptors. By adding biological signaling receptors, the whole assemblage can functionally move and communicate with cells like natural biology.

“Cellular receptors constantly move around,” said Northwestern Professor of Materials Sciences Samuel Stupp, who led the study. “By making our molecules move, ‘dance’ or even leap temporarily out of these structures, known as supramolecular polymers, they are able to connect more effectively with receptors.”

The target of their work is the nearly 530 million people around the globe living with osteoarthritis, a degenerative disease in which tissues in joints break down over time, resulting in one of the most common forms of morbidity and disability.

“Current treatments aim to slow disease progression or postpone inevitable joint replacement,” Stupp said. “There are no regenerative options because humans do not have an inherent capacity to regenerate cartilage in adulthood.”

In the new study, Stupp and his team looked to the receptors for a specific protein critical for cartilage formation and maintenance. To target this receptor, the team developed a new circular peptide that mimics the bioactive signal of the protein, which is called transforming growth factor beta-1 (TGFb-1).

Northwestern U. Press then reported that the researchers incorporated this peptide into two different molecules that interact to form supramolecular polymers in water, each with the same ability to mimic TGFb-1...

“With the success of the study in human cartilage cells, we predict that cartilage regeneration will be greatly enhanced when used in highly translational pre-clinical models,” Stupp said. “It should develop into a novel bioactive material for regeneration of cartilage tissue in joints.”

“We are beginning to see the tremendous breadth of conditions that this fundamental discovery on ‘dancing molecules’ could apply to,” Stupp said. “Controlling supramolecular motion through chemical design appears to be a powerful tool to increase efficacy for a range of regenerative therapies.”"

-via Good News Network, August 5, 2024

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

🌌The Universe, the Menti Celesti, and the Gallifreyan Devil

Gallifreyans, being an ancient people, have long debated the mysteries of the cosmos. Where did the universe come from? Are gods real? Can everything be reduced to science?

Here's what Gallifreyan mythology, philosophy, and a whole lot of deeply questionable religious texts have to say on the subject.

🪐How the Universe Began

Like most civilisations, the ancient Gallifreyans have/had theories about how everything began.

The universe was enabled from a self-aware singularity, sometimes called Eru or Azathoth.

This entity split into ten dimensions at the moment of the Big Bang. (Why ten? Some say the universe actually has eleven dimensions, but apparently, even the Creator wasn't great at maths.)

Time itself was poured into the void o the empty universe by the Mother Goddess, using something called the Aurora Temporalis (a.k.a. the Anvils of Heaven). This suggests that Time is a very fancy liquid, which raises more questions than it answers.

The seconds of time were then created by the Temporal Phoenix, a cosmic bird that was imprisoned in a time loop by the Philesians.

🤷 Or "Look, it Just Happened"

The more scientifically inclined Gallifreyans believe that time is a mathematical structure so complex that it became sentient by accident.

This would explain why causality occasionally behaves like an unsupervised child with a flamethrower.

🕊️ The Menti Celesti: Gallifrey's Gods (or Just Very Pushy Eternals)

The ancient Gallifreyans did worship gods—though they were less "divine cosmic overlords" and more "powerful entities that ignored prayers unless they were in the mood."

The Main Pantheon

Time – The youngest and most unpredictable. Ancient Gallifreyans worshipped her, but many modern Gallifreyans dislike her intensely. She wanders around in a grey shawl, holding an amphora filled with the dust of time, which she continuously pours to ensure time flows. She is represented by a shifting grey colour.

Death – Enjoys making deals. Represented by the colour white and a red circular symbol known as a Regenerative Circle. Old Gallifreyan tales state that when Death was born, drunken gods gave her name to someone else. She was annoyed by this, and now spends her time removing every mortal's name.

Pain – Oldest of the gods. Absolutely terrible at parties. Represented by the colours of red and black.

Fate (Osuda) – The hallowed hand of destiny, which means no one really likes her.

Life – Rarely mentioned. Possibly retired.

Hope – Existentially suspicious.

Light – Very much not talked about.

Gallifreyans, being deeply bureaucratic, eventually stopped worshipping them because they objected to the mass celebration of Eternals, which they saw as technically just worshipping another species.

Most of the Menti Celesti abandoned the universe before the War in Heaven, except for Death, who stuck around because she had nothing better to do.

😈 Gallifrey's Devil and the Nature of Evil

Gallifreyans don't really do "sin," but they do worry about entropy, time paradoxes, and apocalyptic horrors that eat civilisations like crisps.

Their myths speak of Valdemar, a dark god who was so terrible that the ancient Old Ones spent centuries fighting him.

The battle against Valdemar is considered the sixth greatest mystery of the Universe, because after winning, all the Old Ones promptly vanished and no one knows why.

🙈The Devil Theory: Can You Get Rid of Evil?

Ancient Gallifreyans believed that if all evil was destroyed, the good people who remained would eventually become evil themselves—because without opposition, even the best ideas can turn tyrannical.

This led to the grim conclusion that evil must always exist, which is a convenient excuse for not dealing with any major moral dilemmas.

Many modern Time Lords consider the concepts of good and evil to be outdated, redundant, or incomprehensible., which slightly contradicts the Great Moral Dialectic (see below).

🏛️ The Legacy of Belief

Though many Gallifreyans abandoned their gods long ago, a few rituals and superstitions persist:

📜 The Ratio 1:812 – The key to quantum string theory. Some believe it proves the gods exist; others believe it proves they never did. (Classic Gallifreyan argument structure.)

🏡 Shrines in Homes – Ancient Gallifreyans kept alcoves for offerings to the Menti Celesti, some still have them.

🌊 The Whispers of the Dead – Some believed that the souls of the dead ended up in the Sea of Life and that you could hear them whispering in the waves.

👍The Great Moral Dialectic – Some Gallifreyans believe in the Great Moral Dialectic, which is the rationale that as the physical Universe gets bigger, the moral Universe will lean more towards goodness.

🐍 The Crevasse of Memories That Will Be – A deep fissure used by the Pythia for prophecy. It contained snakes.

🚫 The Omniscate – A protective symbol often placed on powerful objects and rooms. Allegedly wards off evil, or at least makes people feel better about using dangerous technology.

🕰️ The Loa – Some Time Lords refer to history as a sentient being or beings they call the Loa.

🏫 So …

Gallifreyans don't worship gods anymore, but they do acknowledge their existence in an irritated, skeptical way. They've got a few ideas about the Universe, life, and everything, but as usual it's a hot mess.

(Assembled from ROOG + TARDIS Wiki)

Whoniverse Facts for Friday by GIL

Any orange text is educated guesswork or theoretical. More content ... →📫Got a question? | 📚Complete list of Q+A and factoids →📢Announcements |🩻Biology |🗨️Language |🕰️Throwbacks |🤓Facts → Features: ⭐Guest Posts | 🍜Chomp Chomp with Myishu →🫀Gallifreyan Anatomy and Physiology Guide (pending) →⚕️Gallifreyan Emergency Medicine Guides →📝Source list (WIP) →📜Masterpost If you're finding your happy place in this part of the internet, feel free to buy a coffee to help keep our exhausted human conscious. She works full-time in medicine and is so very tired 😴

[talonabraxas]

Ouroboros Talon Abraxas

“When the alchemist speaks of Mercurius, on the face of it he means quicksilver (mercury), but inwardly he means the world-creating spirit concealed or imprisoned in matter. The dragon is probably the oldest pictoral symbol in alchemy of which we have documentary evidence. It appears as the Ouroboros, the tail-eater, in the Codex Marcianus, which dates from the tenth or eleventh century, together with the legend ‘the One, the All’. Time and again the alchemists reiterate that the opus proceeds from the one and leads back to the one, that it is a sort of circle like a dragon biting its own tail. For this reason the opus was often called circulare (circular) or else rota (the wheel). Mercurius stands at the beginning and end of the work: he is the prima materia, the caput corvi, the nigredo; as dragon he devours himself and as dragon he dies, to rise again in the lapis. He is the play of colours in the cauda pavonis and the division into the four elements. He is the hermaphrodite that was in the beginning, that splits into the classical brother-sister duality and is reunited in the coniunctio, to appear once again at the end in the radiant form of the lumen novum, the stone. He is metallic yet liquid, matter yet spirit, cold yet fiery, poison and yet healing draught - a symbol uniting all the opposites.” ― C.G. Jung, Psychology and Alchemy

[cognitivejustice]

What is Upcycling in Architecture?

DB Schenker Upcycling Hub / AIRLAB © Fabian Ong

Upcycling is a process of transforming waste and unwanted materials into new materials of higher value to reuse in designs. It offers a fundamental change in approaching sustainability, abandoning the traditional linear model in favor of a more circular and regenerative approach. Through upcycling, we can reuse existing buildings and materials, revitalizing them while maintaining their originality.

Recycling and Upcycling

S’Winter Station – Ryerson University – Department of Architectural Science

Recycling is a process of transforming materials determined to be waste into their raw components to create new usable products. This makes recycling a process that requires energy and expense, both too valuable to be wasted if provided with another opportunity, making recycling potentially not the best concept for reducing waste material. Alternatively, upcycling is far more beneficial because it takes and transforms waste materials through their original form, essentially undercutting the need for the energy and expense of breaking them down into raw components that recycling requires. This makes upcycling a much more compelling alternative for sustainable architecture compared to recycling.

Upcycling in architecture offers limitless potential to create sustainable designs while reducing waste and cost, as well as promoting resource efficiency. However, it is necessary to recognize that recycling is still a much-needed approach in sustainable architecture because upcycling, so far, is not the solution to every problem. Rather, upcycling is recycling’s extension, both approaches complement each other. Embracing both approaches’ principles and utilizing them optimally for each arising problem should prove effective in paving the way for a greener and more sustainable future.

[shiut]

Homunculus Research (the kinda scientific edition)

Time for me to do the thing that I do where I think way too much about barely explained fictional science and try my best to apply actual science to it. For fun.

So, here is my biological summary for the homunculi of Rain Code, which will be mostly non-canon speculation.

What is a homunculus? A homunculus is an artificially created, cloned individual using the genetic information of a human for the purpose of developing immortality and regeneration applicable to military use.

What is a homunculus made of and how? A homunculus is created from gram-negative bacteria and human cells through complete recombinant DNA cloning. This technique is achieved through taking the genes of the human donor and incorporating the information into a bacterial chromosomal DNA and plasmid(the secondary circular DNA molecule of bacteria used for gene replication and transfer). Additionally, the incorporation of the enzyme telomerase and protein p53 is applied.

What contributes to a homunculus's regenerative properties and immortality? Homunculi exhibit accelerated initial growth and healing thanks to the bacterial hybridization of their cells. Bacteria have one of the fastest replication rates, and can replicate at a rate of about every 10 minutes compared to the average human cell's replication rate of every 24 hours. Gram-negative bacteria also have a complex layering of membrane that allow them to be more resistant to antibiotics and a more sturdy structure. Bacteria have the ability to go through inactivation, where they go into a state of metabolic dormancy that protect them and allow them to be able to wait out periods of extreme conditions and nutrient scarcity. Telomerase, the 'immortality enzyme', is utilized for its function in restoring the length of telomeres. Telomeres are a protective chromosomal cap that normally erode with each cell division, and it's this shortening that causes DNA damage and aging in humans. Telomerase repairs this erosion and allows cells to divide indefinitely. However, because of telomerase's link to increased rates of cancer, additional copies of the gene responsible for the production of p53 protein is also incorporated. P53 is a tumor suppressor that allows damaged cells to repair themselves before dividing, which prevents the spread of cancerous cells.

Why is homunculus blood pink? Gram-negative bacteria is identifiable for its bright pink color by using the gram staining method. This is because the characteristic cell wall structure of gram-negative bacteria which makes them so resilient also causes the bacteria to display the color of the safranin. Homunculus researchers may apply a gram staining process to the circulatory system of homunculi for the purpose of identification and observation.

Relevance of gram-negative bacteria in gene cloning and military research. The most commonly used strain of bacteria used in gene cloning research is the gram-negative bacteria such as e. coli for its ready availability, ease of growth and manipulation, and simplicity. Gram-negative bacteria such as e. coli has a history in military research, in cases such as a probiotic when an army surgeon isolated a strain found in a soldier who, unlike his comrades, did not develop an illness from an infectious outbreak.

What is the zombified state of imperfect homunculi? It is the result of cell inactivation that, while it is a protective measure for the cells, the slowed or halted metabolic state causes the low-functioning mental and physical faculties that present zombie-like symptoms, and is currently difficult to impossible to reverse in imperfect homunculi due to their varying degrees of cellular instability.

Why do imperfect homunculi require compounds found in human flesh for nutrients? Plasmid stability in DNA cloned cells is often influenced by the original donor's genotype. Imperfect homunculi cells may include defects in the cell division process where the stability of the human DNA contained in the cell plasmid results in incomplete DNA replication, whereas each division causes informational gaps in the gene and interrupt protein synthesis. These gaps can be filled and repaired by taking and incorporating the required information from a healthy human cell through the process of horizontal gene transfer. Human matter must be consumed and broken down in order for the homunculus cells to initiate this process. The lack of these nutrients can cause the homunculus cells to go into a state of inactivation.

Why are imperfect homunculi vulnerable to sunlight? UV has been known to exhibit antimicrobial effects. Many bacteria, especially gram-negative bacteria, are averse to sunlight. Exposure to the UV radiation in sunlight results in the damage or solar induced inactivation of unstable homunculus cells.

Written, hopefully, as simplified and concise as possible for readability. I feel like I'm forgetting more things I wanted to address, but maybe I'll just leave it here and just make more parts if I think of it :P

[byrdtrollsunoreversearchive]

Hunters and Prey

(Teehee, Matteo belongs to @contrastparadoxx !! who helped edit this drabble)

Here's the thing- Loneliness had never been a question from which he expected an answer. It was a presuit predator. It followed him at a steady, constant pace. His thoughts were only ever on moving fast enough to not be caught, right now. He did not imagine a life where he was not being hunted. Sweeps later trolls would say to him, it must have been so boring, living alone on that planet for sweeps. But he had never been bored. He could not afford to be. There was always food to be gathered, hunted. There was always more ruins to explore. There was always books to devour and skills to practice and more work to be done. If there was no work, there was nothing to think about. If there was nothing to think about, loneliness would hit him like a derailed train, an animal too big to fight or escape. It would throw him around in its jaws as if he were a toy, it would leave him bloody and bruised with a consuming dread that something was missing. His body knew something was missing before his mind. 

When he was younger, Papparav had visited. He had appeared at the doorway and took Lakrav in his arms, he taught him to read, and to speak. He would tell him funny stories about far away places and mystical things, words he had to write down to look up in the dictionary later but sometimes still failed to understand. It has been sweeps since Papparav came. Lakrav thinks of him all the time. He could not conceive of a universe bigger than the gentle safety of his ancestors arms. When he hoped it was always for his return. There was no way, he could have predicted what was right in front of him. The foxtroll stands still for a moment, before slowly peeling his snow goggles off his face. The winds were low. 

The snare had been set off, but not by a deer, or a moose, or even a rabbit or bird. It was easy to tell what had been upended by the rope was not an animal. His clothes were a dark, fleece-y gray that was not suited for this weather. He was shorter than him, but not by much. It was hard to tell when he was suspended upside down by a single leg. A trail of oddly colored blood dotted sparsely on the snow showed he had come from the east. He had already been bleeding when he was caught in the snare. It was likely the blood loss that rendered him unconscious. Lakrav circles the hanging troll, wide eyed, as if he could open his eyes wide enough to suddenly understand what he was seeing. 

The caught troll had weird ears- they were not pointed like his, but instead sprung from his head in a strange pink fan, like an angry, oddly beautiful lizard. The blood was very, very pink. The wound was unlike any he had seen from a scratch or a bite or a trip or even frostbite. It was like a tiny little circular punch through the person's side, made easily visible by how his shirt hung down backwards towards the forest floor. Lakrav circles him, he looks through his pockets. There are some things he recognized as useful. A pen, a knife, a small piece of paper. There were some he immediately discarded. A tiny leather pouch full of plastic squares, one with a photo of the troll's head and writing on them. A little metal box with some buttons. He did not know what a phone was, and, not knowing how to turn it on, tossed it. He takes more time than perhaps he should have, before gently lowering the troll back to the earth. The candyblood thinks for a moment, before wrapping the sleeping body up in a sheet, and loading him onto the sled as if he were any other kill. 

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Lakrav probably didn’t need to have dressed his wound so thoroughly, (he had no idea of the troll’s regenerative powers) but he did. He didn’t have the sense or the know-how to try and remove the bullet from the body, he probably could not have guessed it was there. But he had carefully disinfected the wound, and stitched it shut with three well placed vertical mattress sutures, interrupted. He had switched him into clean, dry clothes, fleece and wool pants and a colorful t-shirt, leaving only the man’s undamaged jacket wrapped around his shoulders. He had set him by a fireplace, and put on a pot of stew and tea, guessing the troll should probably eat after the amount of blood he lost. 

And then he had left him there, going to work on his other chores while the fushia’s body slowly warmed and healed. There were still animals to be cleaned, more prepping to be done for the cold season. He could not afford to lose an entire day to this strange circumstance. An hour or two passed before the man started to stir, his eyes blinking slowly in a strange, sleepy half squint at the warm tones of the place that surrounded him. He took in the smell of herbs and meat, the crackling of the fire, the softness of fabric on his skin, the faint and distant pain in his side. A strange feeling of safety overtook him for a long, half awake moment. But slowly, his eyes started to actually process what surrounded him. 

The sight of the room he was laying in makes so little sense that Matteo briefly wonders if something bad happened when all the blood went to his head. The place sits at an ever so slight tilt, snow up to chest height stacked up in the windows. Some parts of it bore the marks of a hunter- animal pelts, bones, weapons and ropes glinting sinisterly in the firelight. But right beside them, there are stuffed animals- colorful and garish fabrics hung like decorative drapes on the wall. There are bright pictures of plants, some more well done than others. A little down the hall, there is a massive map. It seems to show the whole of the long abandoned colony where Lakrav had spent his entire life. A good portion of it was marked by a long, meandering trail of Xes. The Xes at the end of the trail are quick, steady, and decisive. The ones at the beginning are shaky, overlarge and colored, as if made by a child. The room is littered with half finished art projects. There is a corner of the room where, inexplicably, five long rows of various minion and spongebob plushies are hung like a watchful jury. He would laugh, if he was not so scared. 

Suddenly, the man in the adjacent room perks up, perhaps having heard him shuffling with a very attuned ear. Lakrav steps out of the animal cleaning room, hanging up an apron and some gloves on the wall. The bloodstains on these items seem to do little work to ease Matteo’s anxiety, even with the childish and curious look on the man's face. Lakrav walks over, leaning over the fushiablood, who recoils ever so slightly. He does not seem to have a great idea of personal space. 

“Hi!” he says. “You’re awake!”

Matteo does not answer, not sure if he could find a way how to, even if it weren’t for the months-long period of going non-verbal he was already enduring. Why is this guy so close to his face?

“Do you speak standard?” The man asks. “Do you want soup? Do you want tea? Who are you? What's your name? Why are you here? Did Papparav send you? Do you know him? Why do you have a crown? Why are you dressed so weird? Do you want to be friends? Are you good or evil?” He asks in succession, his social skills clearly a little rusty from lack of use. And then continues to stare as the fushiablood proceeds to answer none of these questions. 

“What did this to you?” He says, pointing at the bullet wound. “You fell over on a pointy rod, heh? A perfectly circular bee?” He asks. 

And the question itself is so bizarre that without even thinking, the word, 

“What…?” Escapes Matteo’s lips. 

The foxtroll lights up. 

“You do talk!” He exclaims. 

“It… seems I do” Matteo says slowly, as if just as surprised to discover this as his companion is. 

“You should really have soup” Lakrav decides, stepping back to ladle some into a bowl from the pot. “You lost a lot of blood.” 

“It’s- I’m-“ He begins to object, but then as the smell gets closer his body seems to realize that he is, in fact, hungry. He takes the bowl in his hands, warming them.

“I’m Lakrav,” Says Lakrav, pouring himself a cup of tea. “What’s your name?” 

“…Matteo,” The fushia says, short answers still easier.

“Who hurt you?” The other troll asks, blowing gently on his mug. “What’s this?” He says, pointing to the crown on his head. Repeating his earlier questions as if he did not grasp the man may have had a reason not to answer them. 

“I was, attacked” Matteo says, in between soup spoonfuls. His hand going to the little golden band that wrapped around the Heir's head. “It’s- a sign of royalty.” He sighs, “I’m a Prince” He says, not sounding that happy about it.

“Heh,” Lakrav says. “I didn’t think it was real! Wow! A Prince!” with incredibly genuine enthusiasm for a turn of phrase that would have lent itself so well to sarcasm anywhere else. “I hoped you were a chef, heh” He admits, touching his beanie. 

“Wha- why?” The fuchsia stutters. 

The mutant leans over and presses a single metal finger to his shoulder.

“You have a fork on your shirt” He jokes. 

Matteo pauses, and looks down at the trident stitched onto his uniform’s jacket, then back at the stranger. “…I think it’s actually a threek”

“A three-k” Lakrav echoes, with a blank expression, silent for a moment, and then suddenly bursts out into vicarious laughter, like a man who has not heard a joke from someone else in a long, long while.

“Eheheh!!! That’s not a real word” He says, jovially lightly punching the other guy's shoulder, before suddenly frowning, remembering his wound.

Matteo winces ever so slightly, but cannot help but let a tiny smile tug at his face for a half second. He takes in the strangely hard and cold feel of the punch, and the shininess of the mutant's hands. 

"Sorry" Lakrav says.

“What happened to your fingers?” Matt answers.

“Hmm?” Lakrav says, holding up his hands. His palms are flesh, but the digits themselves are clearly metal, held in place by a bony little exoskeleton that rested on top of the skin. 

“Frostbite” he says, his tone still light and easy. “When I was six. You are lucky I found you so soon, ya? You might have lost some too” He grins, with all the casual tone of someone talking about their breakfast. 

“Right” Matteo replies, thinking about attempting to explain his deepdweller traits that allowed him to survive lower temperatures, but quickly surmises it would likely be more trouble than it’s worth. 

“How did you get here?” Lakrav asks, ever curious. “I’ve never seen anybody besides Papparav around here.”

“My ship,” He explains. “To observe the planets state”

“A ship!” Lakrav says. “Like a pirate? Are there more of you?” He seems very thrilled. He’s very close to Matt’s face again. It was hard enough to wrap his head around one troll- a whole ship of them! Who would have thunk?

“Yes,” Says Matteo, his fins pinned back in discomfort. “But-” He starts, his hand going to his wound, probably in an indication that he and the people on his ship were perhaps not quite on each other's sides right now. But he is interrupted. 

“Can I meet them?” Lakrav says, with unbridled enthusiasm. 

“I don’t think… that’d be wise” He deflects, staring at the troll across from him. 

“Why not?”

“For the…” Matteo trails off. He attempts to figure out how to answer, gesturing in hopes  the candyblood will pick up on his subtext. “Obvious… reasons?”

“The reasons?” Lakrav answers, his eyes still wide with more curiosity than hurt. “They are not obvious to me.”

The Fushia paused as he stared into the open trusting eyes of the troll across from him. Pupils like deep weights that were unwillingly dragging his heart down lower into his chest. Did he really- have to be the one? To have this conversation with him?

“You don’t… know…?” He says, slowly. 

“Know what?” Lakrav answers. 

“You’re a mutant?” Matteo says, his mouth almost wincing around the words leaving him, fins now both back and down. At least there was no one to be mad that he was showing his emotions on his sleeve.

“You know what?” Lakrav says. “I don’t. Let me go find my dictionary.” He says, with a joyful thumbs up, setting down his tea and walking back to his bookshelf, pulling an old, old standard dictionary off the wall, and leafing through it. The man reads the definition, and then frowns, reading it again, once, twice over, his brow furrowing in confusion and upset. 

“This is a bad word” He says, sounding a little hurt. 

“It’s-” Matteo stutters. 

“Listen” Lakrav says, that trace of pain in his voice turning to righteous anger. “If we’re going to be friends. You can’t be calling me these kinds of things.” 

“It’s- no, uhm” Talking was starting to hurt, after months of doing none. “Not… meant as an insult. Just- just a descriptor.”

“Well” The troll huffs, closing his eyes. “I think you are a mutant.” He says, clearly still caught up in his misinterpretation of the definition that this was an insult that could be applied to just about anyone, like idiot, or freak. 

“I think you are being a total mutant to me right now” He says, crossing his arms. 

“Im… a Fushia?” Matteo attempts. “I don’t think that word means what you think it means.” 

“It doesn’t?” Lakrav asks. 

“Its-“ he worries, biting his lower lip, careful to not let his sharp teeth draw blood “Uhm, okay. Maybe it's a bad word. But it’s only ever used to refer to people like you- with strange blood colors or traits outside of the norm.”

“Why isn’t there a nicer word for that?” Lakrav asks, with seemingly genuine curiosity. 

Matteo stares at him for a long while, before breaking eye contact, his face turning to the wall. 

“I can’t answer that,” he says. 

“Hmm” Lakrav says, picking up some of his subtext all the same. “You say this to me like it’s a very bad thing. Does it mean I am sick or something? Why wouldn’t somebody want to be one? I like my blood. It’s one of my favorite colors.”

“There are a lot of people” The fleet troll says slowly. “Who really hate mutants. They don’t think they should exist. They will likely treat you harshly. It’s dangerous for people like you.” 

“I’m sure they would not feel this way,” Lakrav says, with unabashed confidence. “If they got to know me.”

“Many won’t try.” Matteo answers. Lakrav stares at him for a long moment, before his shoulders fall, disappointed. 

“Are you one of these people?” He asks. 

He opens his mouth to answer, but there is a sudden bang on the door, and Matteo goes deathly still.

Another bang, and it falls open, a whirlwind of ice cold snow overtaking the room instantly chilling both inhabitants. The fire dims in its place, and Lakrav stands up immediately. 

“Hey!” He says. “Could you close that!” He pleads. 

The perpetrator of this break in steps forward, glancing around the room.

“What kind of fucking circus is this, Princeling” She says dryly, glancing around at the strange decor, resting her chin on her hand. She does not bother to answer Lakrav’s question, her eye’s immediately locking in on the other highblood in the room. “Do you have any idea how much time and money we just wasted, me and the crew wandering around in sub zero looking for you? I’m going to write to the higher ups. Thought you were over this nonsense.” She complains. The neutrality of her tone does not mask the venom of its intentions. She then looks away, pressing a button on the black earpiece that clings to her pointed ears.

“This is Habitt Ferawn back to the Raptor. I have him. In some kind of underground lair with a possible hostile. Call back the scouts onboard, I can handle it.” 

Lakrav pauses, wary, not knowing much about technology, he is hopelessly confused about who she is talking to. He glances back at Matteo. “Is she a prince too?”

Matteo only looks back helplessly, seeming to have lost the words that had been quietly making their way back to him. 

The purpleblood turns to him. “Who’s your friend?” She says. 

Matteo drags himself to his feet, not saluting the woman, because, of course, she was of slightly lower rank, but all of the sudden standing like a soldier, his mildly baffled tone turning into a reserved one so fast and hauntingly it was like a switch had been flipped. Lakrav squints at his new friend.

“Officer Habitt,” Matteo begins. “He found me when I was injured. He took me here and nursed me back to health. He is not hostile.” 

Habitt tilts her head. “Of course you’d find your voice now.” She says. “Of all times. You better not have snuck him in on the convoy, there haven’t been trolls on this planet for thousands of sweeps.” She accuses. 

“There have been trolls on this planet for ten sweeps” Lakrav asserts. “Because that’s how old I am.” 

Habitt stares at him for a moment, not dignifying this with an answer either. Nor asking the mutant any of her own questions about his situation, because well, she truly cared that little. It would not change how she thought of him. The cerulean pulls a short range pistol from her holster. 

“Wait! M’am!” Matteo exclaims suddenly, his eyes widening, the man snaps into action, and tackles her just before she fires the shot, successfully deflecting it into the nearby wall.

Lakrav pauses. His hand going to his knife in his pocket. He glances at the circular hole in the wall, and the loud noise, and Matteo’s reaction, and quickly pieces it together. 

“She hurt you with that,” He says, taking a step back, remembering the Prince’s wound. 

“He lived.” The purpleblood answers. “He heals.” 

“Listen,” The Fushia pleads. “Respectfully, Officer Habitt, we could-” 

“You can’t expect me” Habitt frowns, but seems more mildly surprised by this development than anything. “To leave him here? A random unregistered Candyblood on an empty planet? Just you wait, Princeling, they breed like roaches.” She says, hitting him hard and square with her elbow, and Matteo lets go, and she re-aims the pistol. 

Lakrav draws his knives in answer.

“Officer Habitt!” Matt cries, again, knowing how a knife brought to a gunfight ends. “Habitt, M’am, We could take him with us! We could- we could escort him back to the ship and acquire him. He could be of use to the fleet.” He begs, probably the longest string of sentences he has formed this night. “He has skills.” 

“Well if you’re going to be a bitch about it” She says, a surprisingly crude response for how put together Matteo’s plea had just been. “Fine.” 

Lakrav pauses, never having been asked his opinion on all of this. Part of him, in his overconfidence, truly believed he could take that woman in a fight. 

“Go back to your ship?” He asks Matteo “With the crazy lady?” 

“Please,” Matteo whispers. “She’ll kill you otherwise.”

“Not the right way to treat a guest.” The foxtroll answers. 

“We can go anywhere in the galaxy” The man says. “Just come with me”

That, at last, finally seems to grasp the mutant. Anywhere. With a desperate tug, his feelings on the situation pull in a landslide the opposite direction. Anywhere?

Here it is, the moment he had heard about in storybooks since he was but a child. He had not imagined it coming quite so literally. Come on Lakrav, you know how this one goes. A Prince finds a Princess in a tower. Happily ever after. Why does he hesitate to step forward? The dreamer in him wants to lunge. The hunter in him wants to wait, is too familiar with traps not to recognize a shiny bit of meat on a stick. This cannot be safe. This was the very woman who hurt his new friend. 

But… he cannot stay. He cannot fit the leviathan of this friendship back into the tiny box he called home now that it had been taken out. The moment the world got wider is also the moment these walls started closing in. 

And he knows, from the hairs rising on the back of his neck, in the shadows of this tiny well-loved cavern of trophies, Loneliness waits. Loneliness lowers its weight to its haunches, loneliness softly treads across the floor, silent and deadly as a ghost, its lips watering and its eyes fixed. Caught up at last. An animal that could never have been more rabid, could never have been more hungry, could never have been more terrifying, more ready to kill him than it was at this very second. So it was a trap- it might not be one he would have to escape alone. Slowly, Lakrav steps forward. 

“You will protect me?” He says, more of a demand than a question, even in a voice as open and passive as his always was. 

“Yes,” Matteo says. And maybe he could, with his rank and his status.

And Lakrav stares back, his head tilted ever so slightly to the side with the questioning glance of a troll who had never, that he knew of, been lied to. He breaks eye contact, turning away. He gives one last glance to the room he had spent his whole life coming home to behind him. The mutant pauses, walking just over to the side, staring forlornly at his minion and spongebob plushie wall. He seems to debate between them for a second before grabbing a medium sized, slightly fuzzy one, and tucking it under his arm. He walks back over, and with his free arm, takes the fushia’s hand in his. 

“Okay” He says, “Let's go.” 

And he follows Fleet Officer Matteo Nyxxus out the door.

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ORGANIC FERTILIZER IN FUTURE ?

In the future, organic fertilizers are likely to become increasingly central to sustainable agriculture due to several evolving trends and advancements. Here’s how they might develop and impact farming practices:

1. Advanced Formulations and Technologies

Bioengineered Fertilizers: Future organic fertilizers could be engineered with specific microorganisms or enzymes to enhance nutrient availability and uptake, tailored to different soil types and crops.

Smart Fertilizers: Incorporating sensors and smart technology could enable fertilizers to release nutrients in response to soil conditions or crop needs, optimizing efficiency and reducing waste.

2. Enhanced Nutrient Delivery

Customized Blends: Advances in technology may allow for more precise formulations of organic fertilizers that match the exact nutrient requirements of different plants, leading to improved growth and yield.

Controlled Release: Organic fertilizers could be designed to release nutrients slowly over time, ensuring a steady supply to plants and reducing the need for frequent applications.

3. Waste Utilization and Circular Economy

Innovative Waste Recycling: Organic fertilizers may increasingly be produced from a variety of waste streams, including agricultural by-products, food waste, and even urban compost. This not only reduces waste but also adds value to otherwise discarded materials.

Circular Agricultural Systems: The concept of circular agriculture, where outputs from one process serve as inputs for another, could become more prevalent, with organic fertilizers playing a key role in this system.

4. Climate Change Mitigation

Carbon Sequestration: Organic fertilizers can enhance soil’s ability to sequester carbon, helping to mitigate climate change. Future advancements may focus on maximizing this benefit through improved soil management practices.

Resilient Crop Systems: By improving soil structure and health, organic fertilizers will help crops adapt to changing climate conditions, such as increased frequency of droughts and floods.

5. Integration with Precision Agriculture

Data-Driven Decisions: The integration of organic fertilizers with precision agriculture technologies, such as drones, soil sensors, and data analytics, will enable more accurate and efficient application, tailored to specific field conditions and crop needs.

Real-Time Monitoring: Technologies that provide real-time data on soil health and nutrient levels could lead to more responsive and adaptive fertilizer applications.

6. Regenerative Agriculture

Soil Health Focus: Organic fertilizers will be integral to regenerative agriculture practices that prioritize rebuilding soil health, enhancing biodiversity, and reducing reliance on synthetic inputs.

Holistic Approaches: Future practices may integrate organic fertilizers with other regenerative techniques, such as cover cropping, reduced tillage, and agroforestry.

7. Policy and Market Dynamics

Regulatory Support: As governments and institutions place more emphasis on sustainability and environmental protection, organic fertilizers may benefit from supportive policies and incentives.

Consumer Preferences: Growing consumer demand for sustainably produced food will drive the adoption of organic fertilizers, as they align with organic and eco-friendly farming practices.

8. Global and Urban Agriculture

Urban and Vertical Farming: With the rise of urban agriculture, organic fertilizers will be adapted for use in smaller-scale and vertical farming systems, making them suitable for city-based food production.

Global Adoption: As more regions around the world adopt sustainable farming practices, organic fertilizers will play a key role in global efforts to improve food security and environmental health.

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[timceliumxe417]

Zusammenbau untere U-Schale

Zunächst wurden die Kerto-Bodenplatten auf den Stahlrahmen des Unimogs gelegt und in die richtige Position gebracht. Die runden Rippen passten genau in die dafür vorgesehenen Aussparungen in den Platten und konnten dort sicher befestigt werden. Die Nut entlang der Längsseite der Kerto-Platte dient zur Aufnahme der Alustange, um die Platte mit den Rippen zu verbinden. Die zusätzliche Stabilität wird durch das Aussen- und Innensperrholz gewährleistet, das im nächsten Schritt hinzugefügt wird.

[snipeheart]

02 - Deformation

Piers, upon injection with the Enhanced C-Virus, gained incredible mutations and regenerative abilities. These effectively salvaged his life after the destruction of Neo-Umbrella's underwater base, but resulted in several changes that were very slow to revert.

The following physical changes are present within Piers' body:

Piers has three hearts and an extra lung. These were the first changes to manifest after the bioelectric claw, with the extra hearts starting to form even while he was fighting HAOS. The human heart is powered partially by electricity, and as such, Piers' body needed additional organs to channel that electricity, with the additional vessels essentially being massive power generators within his body. The extra lung grew in shortly afterward to support these new hearts.

Piers has a large set of gills growing on his leftside abdomen just above where the new lung is. These process water and allow him to pull in oxygen from it without drowning.

Piers' skull and spine have been separated and re-arranged multiple times. The first time was due to the water pressure from the collapsing Neo-Umbrella facility basically crushing his body, while the rest was the C-Virus trying to repair it. There was a little while there while resurfacing from the bottom of the ocean that Piers looked like a deflated jellyfish or some other detritus from the sea. The additional vertebrae he manifested (while the old ones melted to sludge inside his body) came with the mutative tendency towards violence, and Piers had large spines growing out of his back for a little while there as well.

Piers has a lot of rather ugly scarring surrounding the right side of his face. Initially blinded by failure to mutate quickly enough, his right eye is now surrounded by scarring from the failed emergences of new eyes as many J'avo have. Piers is himself partially responsible for this, having suppressed those mutations until they failed outright. The beginnings of extra eyes have disintegrated since, and the old one that was blinded has since been pushed out of his skull by the creation of a new one.

And, of course, the giant electric claw.

It took a year and a half for Piers to manifest enough control over his body's processes, having bonded with the virus, to start pulling his body back into a human shape. As a result:

The hearts have shrunken somewhat, and no longer visibly deform his chest. They beat very slowly as their additional bloodflow isn't super necessary anymore. The extra lung, likewise, has shrunken and mostly exists as a minor supportive organ now, and the gills have atrophied as well.

Piers' spine still has one additional vertebrae that wouldn't shift out of place, but it mostly resembles and functions as a normal human spinal column now--though Piers had to have several extremely delicate surgeries to get around the tendency of these new bones to shift around, put weight or pressure on nerves, or block blood vessels. The dorsal spines have all shifted and fallen away from his body rather like baby teeth falling out, and the skin has healed over--though you can still see a line of circular scars running down his back where they initially emerged.

His face has, mostly, healed over. His right eye is where it's supposed to be, and the scar tissue surrounding it isn't noticeable from a distance (and can be covered up with sufficient makeup or a mask). The new eye is a different color from his usual hazel, though.

Then, of course, there's the claw that replaced his right arm. This was his initial violent mutation after injection and theoretically shouldn't have ever returned to normal. Piers had to learn to hide away from society while slowly gaining enough control over the virus to start shifting things back and forth at will. Flesh that was swollen and inflamed could shrink and contract, while other parts of the arm had to be shifted out of his flesh, atrophied, and burned away to allow something new to replace it. The barest minimum of schematics for a human arm is still there, with the C-Virus' body-repairing functions eventually lining up right for Piers to develop something functional. The resultant arm has a mostly human shape, a bit longer than his left arm and with slightly out-of-alignment bone structure. The skin is gray and rubbery, and extremely sensitive. Piers still has a number of electricity-channeling cells in this arm and can shock himself if he isn't careful. Again, not something someone will notice at a distance, but obvious up close.

Piers does not ever get a bionic or mechanical arm. It is actually not considered ideal to amputate or replace flesh that way if it isn't absolutely necessary, and with the risks now posed by Piers' body and its capacity to mutate if disturbed, it's best left to its natural processes.

Of major note is that even though most of these mutations are now dormant, the blueprint for their re-emergence is still there. If Piers' body undergoes a sufficient shock, new flesh will start growing again and he will likely look a lot closer to his initial mutation.

[sifu-kisu]

This workshop series aims to provide an in-depth exploration of Northern Shaolin Kung Fu, its philosophy, training stages, and unique characteristics. Participants will gain insights from Master Kisu's extensive experience and the rich history of the Northern Shaolin style.

The training of Northern Shaolim follows the process of natural bodily development. That is also the reason why we felt that the Northern Shaolim style is one of the best system for training kids and young people.

The First stage of Northern Shaolim training emphasizes the development of the joints of the individual. In this stage, whether it be the exercise routines or the fighting forms, the demand on the movements are wide and long circular movements executed with fluidity rather than strength.

The purpose is to widen the range and mobility of all the joints including neck, shoulder, waist,hip, wrist, ankle etc. At this stage, the movements or techniques have little actual combat applications, but its movements are generally very graceful and pleasing to watch. This is great exercise for young kids for their growth.

One thing to point out though, most Northern Shaolim practitioners stop at this stage thinking this is the aim or the final form of Northern Shaolim.

What are the essential characteristics that make the Northern Shaolim Style unique ?

 Most styles of martial arts emphasizes specific characteristics, techniques, philosophies, theories etc.

What makes the Northern Shaolim Style unique is that its an overall encompassing style that is well rounded and covers all aspects of training and techniques.

The styles curriculum covers techniques for all fighting ranges (long, medium, and short). It covers the applications of all parts of the body as weapons and tools without biasing on any particular means such as kicking or grappling.

Since most Kung Fu styles are developed to enhance the inventor's specialty or cover for his weaknesses, (examples are Wing Chun, Pray Mantis, etc.), the most difficult aspects of martial arts are not covered by many styles.

These aspects are speed, mobility, agility, power, and long fighting range. Just because the Northern Shaolin style is broad and covered these aspects fully, it actually became famous for these specialties.

From my personal insight, the uniqueness of the Northern Shaolim style is the natural body mechanics, the foot work, the arrow like forward attack techniques, the feather like retreat skills, and the broad variety of hand and kicking techniques.

We will be working with:

Northern Shaolim gorm No. 8 – Open-Space Fighting Combinations (Leaping Steps)

 

This form is the essence of long-range fighting.  The techniques are geared for a prolonged fight with many opponents in a wide-open field.  The techniques are long strikes with many long advances and extensions to reach distanced opponents.  They are also meant to ‘ward’ opponents away so that they are not crowding’ into you.  All techniques were emphasize the use of ‘circular and regenerative’ movements, which economize on energy as well as providing the continuous and unending deliveries required for a long and sustained fight.  When executed well, this set is a graceful and fluid performance.

The Northern Shaolin style of Kung Fu as made famous by Grand Master Kuo Yu Chang is a cumulative set of Kung Fu techniques, both northern and southern styles, choreographed by the Grand Master into a curriculum that he taught both in the Nam Jing Kung Fu Institute and his Canton Kung Fu institute. His curriculum increased throughout his teaching years to include techniques of many styles. The Grand Master, being highly skilled in the Northern style of Kung Fu, emphasized the Northern style of Shaolin Kung Fu in his teachings.

Since most of the stories of martial art origins, including that of the Northern Shaolin style, are passed down by word of mouth, we can treat all of this as more a part of a legend than facts.

The Northern Shaolim style of kung fu is one of the most prominent traditional Northern styles of Chinese martial arts. The Northern styles of Gung-fu generally emphasize long range techniques, quick advances and retreats, wide stances, kicking and leaping techniques, whirling circular blocks, quickness, agility, and aggressive attacks.

The system teaches empty-hand techniques and weaponry through predetermined combinations, routines, or movement of sets.

The students learn the basics by practicing the routines until the movements in the routines can be executed naturally based on instinct. Then, two or multiple man sets are practiced to train responses and applications of techniques learned from the sets. The practice sets/routines are not only practical in applications but are also graceful and artistic in nature. The fluidness of the movements combined with acrobatic techniques are trademarks of the Northern Shaolim Kung-Fu sets.

Northern Shaolin workshop series

Huntington Station NY 11746

With Sifu Kisu Fifth generation disciple of Hui Clan NSKFA

Forms, Theory, Applications, Weapons

May 18-19 Long Island Wing Chun 10am-4pm $160

257 Broadway

[chiripalgroup]

The Circular Economy: A Path to Sustainability for Large Conglomerates Like Chiripal Group

The adoption of a circular economy by large conglomerates such as the Chiripal Group represents a crucial step toward sustainability. This approach not only redefines business operations but also positively impacts communities and the environment.

Understanding the Circular Economy

The circular economy is designed to be regenerative, aiming to reduce dependency on finite resources. Its principles focus on eliminating waste, keeping products in circulation, and supporting natural systems.

Why Large Corporations Must Lead

Large groups like Chiripal have the reach and resources to champion circular practices. By adopting sustainable strategies, they can inspire widespread industry change and promote eco-conscious practices.

Key Circular Economy Strategies

Product Life Extension: Companies can reduce waste through product repair, refurbishment, and remanufacturing. For instance, Grew, a Chiripal subsidiary, promotes sustainability by ensuring longevity and reusability in solar panels.

Resource Efficiency: By optimizing resources, companies reduce their environmental impact. Nandan Terry and Chiripal Polyfilms focus on efficient design and production. Nandan Terry, for example, reuses 98% of water in production, significantly cutting fresh water demand.

Circular Supply Chains: Shifting to circular supply chains involves recycling and reusing materials, creating a closed-loop system that minimizes waste.

Community Engagement: Engaging local communities in circular practices creates job opportunities and supports social responsibility. Chiripal’s CSR initiatives, such as the "Chiripal Mirchi Green Yodha" campaign, emphasize tree planting and e-waste management. Nandan Denim supports health, education, and environmental projects, while the Happiness Reserves Foundation fosters STEM education through the World STEM and Robotics Olympiad.

Policy Advocacy: Large companies can influence policies supporting circular economy principles by collaborating with governments and stakeholders.

Integrating Social Impact

By combining social initiatives with circular economy practices, companies can address systemic challenges, create jobs, and support community health, thus contributing to a more sustainable and equitable economy.

Conclusion

The circular economy offers strategic advantages, driving sustainability and profitability. For conglomerates like Chiripal, adopting circular practices means taking a lead in climate action and conservation while proving that large-scale industry can align with ecological goals.

This transition to a circular economy not only supports a sustainable future but also establishes a responsible business landscape that benefits both companies and communities.