#SYNTROPY

[diataraxis]

i have so much fun… but i am also so tired…

[tisane-et-jardin]

Bio-intensif, permaculture ou syntropie avec tisane et jardin

Avec tisane et jardin, gérez vos cultures en toute simplicité, quel que soit le niveau de complexité de vos techniques. Découvrez paramétrer votre jardin pour un jardinage harmonieux et efficace. 🌱 #BioIntensif #Permaculture #Syntropie".

Paramétrer votre potager pour cultiver en en bio-intensif, en permaculture ou en syntropie Il existe de multiples stratégies pour augmenter votre productivité au jardin. Certaines de ces stratégies se regroupent sous des bannières comme la production en bio-intensif, la permaculture ou la syntropie. D’autres sont simplement le fruit d’expérimentations et d’observations de jardiniers. Cet article…

[dandanjean]

Syntropie

La syntropie selon Anaëlle, on peut y voir comment elle met en œuvre l’agroforesterie syntropique dans son lieu Joala en Dordogne. La Syntropie : Revenir dans le Sens du Vivant – Anaëlle Thery

[themedicalstate]

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What happens to the brain during a concussion

by Syntropy Studio

[unhallowedrp]

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Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was. One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.

Unhallowed is a 3/3/3 jcink premium post-apocalyptic horror rp! Join us as we celebrate the second part of our event, ALL THINGS DEVOUR, where members must group together to locate the source of the the deadly Spore Storms that have ravaged the state. What they decide to do may alter the course of Unhallowed completely...

We are also celebrating 800 posts, and each milestone to 1000 posts will include rewards for all members! Join us to get in on the prompt bingo challenge site-wise! 

[noir-division]

Syntropy.

[geslotencirkel]

url playlist

g- gay dreams do come true by planningtorock kiddy smile remix

e- entropy to syntropy by carlota 

s- save the planet kill yourself by chris korda 

l- let me be with you new step mix by round table ft nino

o- over and over by jessy lanza

t- there goes a tenner by kate bush

e- everybody fuck now by unit boy

n- nightvision by kid antoine 

c- charming by gesloten cirkel 

i- i am alive by e myers

r- rave bender by villager 

k- kenopsia by minimum syndicat 

e- ever ek beach mix by bonnie bailey and eric kupper 

l- lord of the dance by clark 

i tag everybody but esp @sickouthere

[hosachiguru1]

Origin of Syntropic Agriculture

Syntropic Agriculture is an economical cultivating approach that tackles the standards of syntropy (an intrinsic tendency of a shut framework to independently organize, design, and advance in intricacy), which alludes to the regular tendency of a shut framework to independently orchestrate, construction, and advance in intricacy. Starting in Brazil a long time back and acquiring ubiquity in nations like Australia, this strategy draws motivation from crafted by Mr. Ernst Götsch, a Swiss rancher and scientist.

Syntropic Agriculture includes an extensive cultivating technique that coordinates standards got from permaculture, regenerative cultivating, and regular cultivating into a strong system. Its center spotlight is on the development of lumber and food timberlands, with a definitive goal of reforesting the planet. At Hosachiguru-oversaw farmlands, we are enthusiastically dedicated to teaming up with our co-ranchers in the production of agroforests and food backwoods, as a feature of our main goal to add to a greener and more practical future.

Not at all like current farming methodologies, Syntropic Agriculture focuses on soil wellbeing and follows adaptable standards roused naturally's working. By embracing the intricacies of regular biological systems, it looks to emulate their regenerative cycles. This complete way to deal with economical land the board lays out amicable cultivating frameworks for people and the climate, offering a versatile and environmentally sound farming practice.

[gradozero]

Ernst Götsch: Vivere in Sintropia

Ernst Götsch: Vivere in Sintropia

“Life in Syntropy” [Vita in Sintropia] è il nuovo cortometraggio di Agenda Gotsch fatto specialmente per essere presentato alla COP21 a Parigi. Questo film mette insieme alcune esperienze straordinarie nell’Agricultura Sintropica, con immagini e interviste inedite. Licenza Licenza Attribuzione di Creative Commons (riutilizzo consentito)

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Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was.

One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.

Unhallowed is a 3/3/3 jcink premium post-apocalyptic horror rp! Join us as we celebrate the second part of our event, ALL THINGS DEVOUR, where members must group together to locate the source of the the deadly Spore Storms that have ravaged the state. What they decide to do may alter the course of Unhallowed completely...

We are also celebrating 800 posts, and each milestone to 1000 posts will include rewards for all members, as well as additional game mechanics and lore drops! Join us to get in on the prompt bingo challenge site-wise! 

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Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was.

One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.

Unhallowed is a 3/3/3 jcink premium post-apocalyptic horror rp! Join us as we celebrate the second part of our event, ALL THINGS DEVOUR, where members must group together to locate the source of the the deadly Spore Storms that have ravaged the state. What they decide to do may alter the course of Unhallowed completely...

We are also celebrating 800 posts, and each milestone to 1000 posts will include rewards for all members, as well as additional game mechanics and lore drops! Join us to get in on the prompt bingo challenge site-wise! 

[rpings]

OUR SITE! ☣  MEMBERSHIP APPLICATION!

Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was.

One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.

Unhallowed is a 3/3/3 jcink premium post-apocalyptic horror rp! Join us as we celebrate the second part of our event, ALL THINGS DEVOUR, where members must group together to locate the source of the the deadly Spore Storms that have ravaged the state. What they decide to do may alter the course of Unhallowed completely...

We are also celebrating 800 posts, and each milestone to 1000 posts will include rewards for all members, as well as additional game mechanics and lore drops! Join us to get in on the prompt bingo challenge site-wise! 

[allthingsroleplay]

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Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was.

One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.

Unhallowed is a 3/3/3 jcink premium post-apocalyptic horror rp! Join us as we celebrate the second part of our event, ALL THINGS DEVOUR, where members must group together to locate the source of the the deadly Spore Storms that have ravaged the state. What they decide to do may alter the course of Unhallowed completely...

We are also celebrating 800 posts, and each milestone to 1000 posts will include rewards for all members, as well as additional game mechanics and lore drops! Join us to get in on the prompt bingo challenge site-wise! 

[fitzwis]

“Look normal lads” … 😁

Track ID: Syntropy - Stevie Fitz

[glamorousbloodsucker]

While I adore entropy as a concept and it's applicability to the most basic aspects of life, I'm wondering why the concept of syntropy isn't more widely spread.

It's like showing entropy the middle finger and saying "fuck you, *I'm gonna exist* and refuse to be homogeneous pile of dead space dust", "I'm gonna stay here and kick your ass should you ever decide to bring forth the inevitable heat death of the universe", "I'm just a bunch of particles, but I'm a *complicated* bunch of particles and willing to do all kinds of stuff *just cause I can!*"

[unhallowedrp]

The Deprivation of Man.

Virginia  has  fallen. Ten  years  after  a  fungal  infection  -  a  modified Cordyceps,  origin  unclear  and  transmission  brutally  indiscriminate  -  began  to  riot  across  the  world  with  insurmountable  force,  counties  overrun  overnight,  populations  decimated  at  a  speed  thought  unthinkable, the  old  Dominion  is  a  hallowed  corpse, Her  remains  inhabited  like  carrion  by  maggots.  The  infection  continues  to  fester  in  the  underbelly  of  civilisation,  roiling  like  a  storm  on  the  horizon,  an  ever-present  threat;  most  major  cities  still  crawl  with  infected  en  masse,  and  in  the  darkest  corners  they  metamorphose  in  new,  horrifying  ways,  putting  forth  the  question  of  whether  or  not  humanity  will  ever  be  what  it  was. Appalachia,  as  ever,  is ripe  with  rumour. Talk  of  cannibals  in  the  caverns  beneath  the  Blue  Ridge  Mountains,  speaking  in  a  language  only  known  to  those  already  dead;  talk  of  an  isolated  religious  sect  that  crucify  and  burn  those  unfortunate  enough  to  come  upon  God's  Chosen;  talk  of  horsemen  on  the  trails  that  carry  the  rise  and  set  of  the  sun  on  their  shoulders;  talk  of  radio-bound  whispers  of  strange  origins  in  the  NRQZ;  talk  of  isolated  communities  off  the  coast  running  short  of  supplies  and  beginning  to  starve;  talk  of  strange,  twisted  things  that  come  only  at  night,  indescribable  form  and  indescribable  in  sound;  talk  of  biochemical  warfare  and  experimentation  that  breached  containment-  or,  more  horrifying  still,  was  intended  to  escape. One  thing  is  clear:  the  world  is  a  far  stride  from  what  it  was,  and  the  skeleton  of  Virginia  cannot  sustain  the  dregs  that  remain  of  its  original  population  forever,  a  syntropy  of  flesh  and  interpersonal  warfare.  Major  settlements  rise  and  fall  like  the  moon,  survivors  are  lost,  and  the  difference  between  life  and  death  is  as  scant  as  a misplaced  footstep.