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Proximity Sensors: Enhancing Efficiency and Safety Across Industries

What are Proximity Sensors

Proximity sensors identify an object's presence even in the absence of physical touch. Without coming into direct touch with the item, they are made to recognize when it enters the sensor field. In a variety of manufacturing applications, proximity sensors are used to identify the proximity of metallic and non-metallic items.

How Do Proximity Sensors Function? 

In the least complex terms, proximity sensors work by communicating information about the presence or movement of an item into an electrical sign. They yield an ON signal when the article enters their reach. There are a few critical contrasts in the manner that different closeness sensors work, as made sense below: 

Capacitive Nearness Sensor Working Guideline Capacitive 

Proximity sensors work by identifying changes in capacitance between the sensor and an item. Factors, for example, distance and the size of the article will influence how much capacitance. The sensor just recognizes any progressions in the limit produced between the two. 

Inductive Nearness Sensor Working Standard

Inductive sensors work by recognizing vortex flows causing attractive misfortune, created by outer attractive fields on a conductive surface. The discovery curl produces an air conditioner attractive field, and impedance changes are distinguished because of the created whirlpool flows. 

Attractive Vicinity Switches Working Rule Attractive 

Proximity switches are similarly basic and clear. The reed end of the switch is worked by a magnet. At the point when the reed switch is enacted and ON, the sensor additionally turns ON. 

It is additionally significant that proximity sensors are not impacted by the surface shade of the article identified. They depend simply on actual development and the movement of an item, so its tone doesn't assume a part in that frame of mind of the sensor.

The Role of Proximity Sensors in Modern Industries

Sensors have become indispensable in today's automated world, serving important functions such as tracking and positioning control. In this field, location and proximity sensors are reshaping several industries. By detecting nearby vehicles in the automotive industry and accurately tracking the location of delivered packages in production, these sensors show their versatility and potential in several fields.

Robotics

Both position and proximity sensors are used in many applications in the field of robotics. For example, linear position sensors are commonly used in robotics and industrial settings for object detection, part fixation, and machine control. These sensors play an essential role in detecting the location, distance, and proximity of moving objects and provide important information for robot navigation and manipulation.

Industrial Automation

Today many manufacturers use these sensors to improve work productivity and efficiency. Integrating position and proximity sensors into production systems enables accurate detection and tracking of objects on conveyor belts, robotic arms, and assembly lines. This combination enables precise object positioning and motion control in industrial processes.

Security systems

Combining proximity and location sensors, security systems can be used to track and control the movement of objects in a certain area. It is useful in surveillance, burglar alarms, and access control systems.

Automotive Applications

The combination of these position and proximity sensors can be used in parking systems to detect open spaces and nearby cars in a parking lot, and accurately track the location of a vehicle for parking assistance. These sensors are also used to improve the safety and performance of Advanced Driver Assistance Systems (ADAS) vehicles.

Smart Healthcare

Location and proximity sensors play a vital role in healthcare, facilitating the monitoring and management of various aspects of medical facilities. Wearable proximity sensors play an important role in both acute and chronic health conditions, as they allow non-contact detection and monitoring of physical movements and interactions.

Food and Beverage Industry

A proximity sensor for food is a type of sensor that is designed specifically for use in the food industry. It is used to detect the presence or absence of food items during various stages of food processing, packaging, and handling. 

As technology advances, the integration of location and proximity sensors is expected to increase security, automation, and sensor innovation. based systems in various industries.

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[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

okay so you killed him now what is the opposite of killing miller?

(this is a prompt)

Hi Zita, it's been 84 years. I wrote something for this finally. There's puns and genuine feelings and baby facts in here, learned firsthand.

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Miller's been in the same room for the last 6 hours. That was the last time he left to pop down the hall to get water and snacks for his charges. Before that he was back in the room fiddling with the light settings, helping adjust the hospital bed, and reminding nurses and patients of the most recent pain ratings, meds and dosages, and questions. So many questions. Mostly from Roland.

S-IVs don't need as much sleep as normal people, which is a blessing and a curse. It's what got him into this situation.

All hands on deck means all hands on deck when the Infinity picks up a distress signal and responds to a colony-ship abandoned by its AI.

Roland makes sure to express his opinions straight into Jared's ear, but he switches gears when triage happens. They work in tandem with little bickering as the Infinity's numbers swell with their new pick up.

It's a lot of civilian types, entire families with many generations all milling about and a cloud of anxiety over them. Miller can feel the weight of their stares and the burning curiosity Roland exudes as he leans on Miller's Mjolnir to look closer at so many new people.

Children weren't something he'd seen up close before.

He ends up forgoing the helmet given how jumpy they are around him. The results are night and day: he goes from a faceless tool of the UNSC to Jared Miller, awkward guy and newly designated Au Pair.

Cmdr. Palmer would be laughing at him if there was a single motherly bone in her body allowing her within 500 yards of the makeshift maternity ward in this corner of the infirmary.

Miller had also forgone the helmet due to the amount of questions he'd been receiving from all sides. Between the kids, the civilian parents glaring at him, and Roland's unfettered access to his eyes and ears, he wanted a breather from the HUD and proximity alarms as brave tweens and toddlers approached him.

The previous 12 hours had been a deluge of:

"Have you killed any aliens?"

"Spartan Miller, ask that nurse about the new mottling on the baby's skin. It's probably just newborn rash, but you should ask."

"Why are you so tall? Did they give you more bones?"

"Miller, ask to hold the baby, I want to use the armor's sensors to check oxygen levels."

"Do you know Master Chief?"

"Spartan Miller, are you ignoring me?"

"Mister Spartan, can you get us some extra blankets?"

"Can I hold your gun?"

It's 2300 when the extended family of the newborn shuffle off to parts unseen to get some rest and give the new parents space when it happens. The brave faces tire and the frazzled nerves shine through. Technically, Miller is off the clock. He should go recover in his own quarters. He should leave.

He does.

The assemblage bay is a hive of activity. A well oiled machine taking apart its smaller machines and putting them away for future use. Miller feels more human in his ready gear with a shower and a meal in him.

He wanders back into the infirmary and smiles awkwardly at the faces lighting up to see him.

The baby's just been fed and needs swaddling. Mom hasn't slept in close to 48 hours, and her wife is struggling to keep her eyes open from the awful makeshift bench. Cots were elsewhere and this is what they had to work with.

Mom just needs to lay down without worrying about the baby for a half hour till the next nurse comes. Wife just needs to sit down. Miller takes first watch and swaddling duty. He'd seen it done a dozen times over the last day and then some. Make a triangle with the cloth, tuck the arms gently so they don't scratch the face, move the cloth left over and under, the bottom up and over a shoulder and right over left. Secure and warm in hands big enough to dwarf the less than eight pound bundle. Hat affixed to a dark head of hair to retain heat. Tiny features squinch up and relax at the change in pressure and temperature.

Facts from the last day and a half pour over Miller's mind. Support the head and neck. Check for blue around the mouth in case of oxygenation issues. Newborns lose 10% of their weight the first few days. You have to train them to eat, they're used to getting food automatically. The diapers won't be pretty but black tar and brickdust are normal for the first few days.

He stands and sways. Dinosaurs of all colors look back at him from the swaddle. Wife succumbs to sleep with her head pillowed on a jacket and a spare blanket over her. Mom holds a pillow and curls up, too warm in a newborn temperature room. She dozes as Miller sways, squeezes, and shushes the little one. A red face and a small cry let him know it's nearly time to change the diaper. A glance at the clock lets him know the nurse should be there soon. A golden bit of text on one of the panels lets him know that Roland is still hellbent on learning, nagging, and all around being involved in the whole process.

The nurse comes in for Mom's 4 hour check and another round of meds. They help Mom sit up and adjust in the hospital bed while Miller changes the diaper.

He keeps up a steady stream of words at the little squirming bundle. "I know, I know. It's so cold right? Well we'll get you warm in juuust a second."

Miller's grateful for the nurses and the well-stocked bassinet. Diaper changed, baby cleaned, and the tiny squealing human calms from squeaking cries to small grumbles as they shift from upset-red back to healthy pink.

They're so small. It's insane.

Miller's still staring when the nurse approaches to check and prep for another round of feeding and skin-to-skin contact.

"You're a trooper." They say, nodding to Miller.

"Actually I'm a Spartan." He jokes as he goes to wash his hands.

The baby mewls loudly before quieting again.

"Didn't think it was that bad of a joke…"

Mom smiles and the nurse rolls their eyes.

Miller comes back and moves his vigil to the chair in the corner over the next several hours.

It doesn't get any less surreal, but something's shifted.

[lucille-artstuff]

mission status: pending

after suffering heavy casualties in an interstellar war, mech pilot eve is sent into a coma, left drifting through space in her broken starfighter class mech, isolated and unresponsive.

her mech had been keeping her on life support, regulating fluid intake and hormonal levels.

she slowly opened her eyes to the soft glow of a flickering ui panel a few inches away from her face, her whole body aches as she gradually regains her bearings.

"ughh,, ... the cockpit..? ..oww.."

the screens before her seemingly jump to life, bold text appears centred:

[STASIS MODE DEACTIVATED]

a slight jolt feeds through her link implant ports at the base of her skull through to the tip of her spine.

"oouh,,, ellie, status?"

"captain,

we've sustained critical damage,

left leg destroyed,

left cannon destroyed,

right leg nonresponsive,

shoulder mounted weapons system unavailable,

comms systems disabled,

sensors damaged,

life support system estimated at 2 months in stasis mode, 3 weeks in active mode..."

the pilot looked on in horror and disbelief at the reel of damage reports. it never seemed possible that she could face such a devastating loss, nor could she handle the guilt welling up inside her for letting her mech endure such intense damage.

"what's our mission status?"

the feeling in her legs slowly returns with a harsh ache,, her joints feel rusted and stuck, yet relaxed to the point of near dislocation.

"mission status: pending"

the screen prints.

"...pending ? but we didn't lose did we? ...how long was i out?"

"life support systems active for 954 days"

a wave of terror rushed over the pilots body as the realisation sets in.

she's been locked in her mech for almost three years, slowly dying and severed from all connection to the command centre.

"ellie please,, it can't be true... " she trailed off, shaking and trembling.

the console before her becomes blurry as tears well up in her eyes, mumbling to herself, "i can't,,, this isn't happeni.."

she's cut off by a proximity sensor flashing red, instinctively she flicks on the view screen and is momentarily blinded.

it's nothing but dirt and scrap as far as the visual sensors can perceive, two figures are walking around and stopping every few meters to gesture at the abundance of rusted metal and eventually continue beyond L-E's line of sight.

the visual sensors turn off and eve is sitting in the dark again, save for a pulsing glow that fills the dashboard of her mech.

"ellie,, where are we?"

"location unknown"

*sigh*

there were many thoughts and emotions flowing through the mech pilots distressed mind.

had we won the battle?

is there a way to return home?

does command even know i'm alive?

her thoughts continue;

my link with ellie, my fourth generation starfighter mech has been the only reason i'm still alive, but if her systems are critical, how long until either one of dies?

i didn't realise i was biting my nails, trembling with fear i accidentally stabbed my lip, i only just noticed my nails had gotten so long and when did my lips get so soft ?

the thoughts dissipate as another wave of pain shoots through the pilots body, fatigue weighs down her movements, not being used to this level of weakness, she barely recognises this body as her own.

the pilot sighs a deep breath and slumps back into her seat.

realising theres no imminent danger, she switches systems off from high alert, and is hit a flash of empathy thinking how stressful it would've been for ellie to constantly be vigilant, protecting her all this time.

[BUDDY MODE ACTIVATED]

the console lights shift to a deep purple, an emoticon appears on screen cracking a slight smile on eve's face, her immense feelings of isolation slightly relieved as a familiar presence appears

^-^

"... captain ?"

the console emits a soft robotic voice.

"are you okay ..?" :'(

the pilot draws a slow breath, and sighs with relief.

"ellie... you're still here.."

"oh! you're back! i was so worried you would never wake up!" ∩^ω^∩

the lights of the console rotate through the full spectrum of colour, and it almost seems like the ion reactor is humming louder than usual.

"ellie what happened? where are we?"

"i'm sorry captain,,, but our team was... w-wiped out, we barely survived with critical hull damage a-and most of my systems are down..." ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

pause

"...i..i did my best to save you!" ٩( 'ω' )و

eve was hot with frustration, the loss of her team was unforgivable in her eyes,, perhaps it would've been better if she was gone like the rest of her crew.

"i barely managed to dodge the orbital laser cannon, it only vaporised 35% of my shell... aah,, with that much neural shock,,, it's no wonder you fell into a coma" (´；ω；`)

"but what then? what of the mission?"

"oooh, we're not sure about the mission status, our systems went down momentarily after the blast and when we regained control, our comms systems were offline,,, s-sorry...

command only knows that we were hit in the enemy attack" (-_-;)

"... so they're not coming for us...."

the pilot mumbled to herself.

"if they knew i was alive, i'd be rescued by now.... oh my god..."

"captain your mood levels are dropping,, is everything okay?" (◞‸◟)

"ellie let me out of the pod"

"nnoooo!! captain, you've experienced massive trauma and your muscle atrophy has weakened you severely!

i'm not sure what will happen if we disconnect our link!" ((((；ﾟДﾟ)))))))

"just open the hatch,, i need some air... i'm not going anywhere"

"awhh,, ...okaii..." （╹◡╹）

the view screen crackles and powers down, a deep groan followed by a sharp hiss accompanies golden rays piercing into the cockpit.

the console lifts and floats upward revealing a mostly barren landscape before them.

the dust on the air is warm, almost nauseating, although not eating in several years is more likely the cause than the environment.

a red light flashes on her left, just in her peripheral vision.

[proximity sensor]

her body aches as she leans forward to see two figures rushing over to the damaged starfighter.

fumbling for her sidearm, she notices her heart beating heavy on her chest.

"HEY! who said you could touch my mech!"

his mech?

the two caught their breath just shy of the capsule, slowly realising just how this stranger managed to open the mech.

the battle suit was a dead giveaway, but the shaky hand holding a pistol towards them confirmed it.

she's military.

"woah woah, easy now... "

the older of the two had both his hands raised, elbowing the other to do the same.

"... we don't have to get galactic forces involved, let's just talk about this"

"pa look.."

the younger of them pointed to the bundled wires attached to the back of the pilots head, swaying with her movements.

"i think she's a pilot.." he whispered in disbelief.

the pistol still rattling slightly in her hand, her throat growing coarse from the arid environment, eve barely managed to speak.

"what planet is this?"

"you're on nexon" the older one starts,

"used to be a drillin' planet 'til everything dried up, now folks still here either sell scrap or can't afford a ticket out of this system"

she lowers her weapon.

the duo relax considerably and glance at eachother.

"u-uuh lady ? we found your mech floating through space about 6 months ago, we couldn't get it open so.. uhh"

the youth is fidgeting with his hands uncomfortably.

the elder takes over,

"we dismantled and sold most of your weapons systems, anything under a hatch we couldn't get to, i uhh... i'm sorry to say it but you've kept us alive and, and put food on the table for me and my family..."

she tightened her fist, how dare they touch ellie!?

"if there's anything we can do,, let us know,, just please don't report us to the galactic forces,, we can't handle another raid"

eve presses a sequence of buttons and the hatch closes, sealing the mech shut.

[edupunkn00b]

The Space Between Thunder and Light

Stranded on a derelict ship on the very edge of the galaxy, at least Logan and Janus have each other.

Written for @pas-de-duex as part of @tss-camp-and-coffee's Camp Cartoon event. Prompt: Loceit in space. WC: 1655 - Rated: G - CW: Peril, mentions of blood and injuries, happy ending - My other Camp stories

“And what is on the menu for tonight's dinner, garçon??" Janus asked, accepting the insulated cup Logan offered him with a grateful nod. He sniffed at the steam pouring off the top and poked dubiously at the contents.

Logan chuckled. “I decided to go with the dark grey slop as a complement to this morning’s light grey slop,” he said, slipping beside him in the oversized navigator's chair.

“Mm, slop. My favorite,” Janus muttered before digging in. He scooped up a spoonful and blew on it briefly before popping it in his mouth. The risk of minor burns was worth the reduction in taste and smell at higher temperatures. He ate another spoonful and rested his head on Logan’s shoulder. “Thank you for dinner,” he said, eyes again trained on the console before them.

“You’ve always told me how much you enjoy these exclusive, off-the-beaten path venues,” he deadpanned, stirring his nutritional substrate as he looked out at the fuzzy star scape.

Janus laughed and took another bite. The console beeped and he shot forward, spoon still in his mouth.

Logan held his breath and watched his husband’s fingers fly across the controls. His eyeglasses had broken eight weeks ago, giving him little choice but to leave the finer gauges in Janus' more than apt hands.

He tapped at the screen for a bit then sat back, shaking his head. “False alarm,” he murmured, scraping up the last of his meal.

“Have we had many while I was working on the engines?” He frowned down at his own cup and dutifully scooped up another bite.

“A few,” Janus murmured. “Our proximity to the Kuiper belt is throwing a lot of flotsam in our orbit.” He stabbed at the controls before returning to his spot curled against Logan’s side. “I just hope our beacon doesn’t look like more of that flotsam to passing ships.”

One arm wrapped around Janus’ shoulders, Logan nodded. “One can hope.”

~

The ship's klaxon roused both of them. Logan was first to fling back the reflective blanket off their shared bunk. Logan was first to reach the console.

Logan was first to see the blast.

The vidscreen went white, then died. Phaser energy peaking the sensors and controls, their ship sat blind before it was rocked by the blast several seconds later.

“What the hell—“” Ship listing hard to port, Janus steadied himself on the back of a chair. “What was that?”

“I don’t know,” Logan muttered, poking at the console. He flipped switches back and forth, attempting a hard reboot. His hands knew these controls, so the crude task didn't require much from his eyes. Giving up on the interface, he dropped to the floor and pulled off the panel beneath. “Hand me a—”

The ship jerked again and sparks sprayed millimeters from his face.

“Lo!” Janus dragged him out but Logan batted his hands away.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he said, reaching deeper into the access hatch. “Hand me a coupler, will you?”

Janus hurried to find the multi-pronged tool and place it in his waiting palm. He smiled, briefly, when Logan squeezed his hand.

“We shall get through this,” he promised before returning to swearing under his breath at every jolt of the deck.

“I know,” Janus purred. “We have to so you can gloat about how you fixed the ship blindfo—“”

Another blast struck the ship and Janus flew back. The cold deck rushed up to catch his fall.

~

A buzzy whine filled Janus’ hearing and the whole world had gone sideways. He tried and failed to blink away the fuzziness before him, reaching up to scrub his eyes. His hand came away cold and wet.

And red.

“Lo?” he called. His throat was raw and he could barely hear his own voice past the roaring in his ears. Wedging his hands beneath his shoulders, he pushed up off the ship’s deck. He’d landed in the corridor, half-way to their sleeping quarters.

And Logan was nowhere to be seen. “Lo?” he called again, the word scraping its way out past his lips. He managed to get his feet under himself but just as soon dropped to hands and knees, gagging.

It wasn’t fuzziness obscuring his vision but thick, noxious smoke filling the air. Finally, the acrid, choking scent of burning insulation reached his brain. “Lo! Lo, where are you?” he shouted between coughs. Crawling on hands and knees, he zig-zagged over the warming deck, feeling for Logan’s hand, his leg, his anything. “Lo! We have to—“” He choked, gasping for air even as he continued his search. “We have to evac—“

Janus’ hand had just closed on Logan’s sleeve when the tearing, scraping sound of metal on metal cut through the air. Atmosphere squealed through the breach, popping his ears. Janus closed his eyes and forced himself to exhale normally. Decompression of up to 90 seconds while the emergency systems kicked in would be painful but survivable, if he was ready for it. Fighting to hold his breath while he waited for the shields to engage would do him no favors.

One-one-thousand, two-one-thousand, three-one-thousand

“Lo…” Lips and tongue formed his love’s name as the vacuum of space stole the oxygen from his lungs, from his blood. “Lo, I’m here…” His vision had blackened at the edges but with the smoke sucked out with the rest of their atmosphere, he could see enough to determine Logan was blessedly unconscious and unaware.

Six-one-thousand, seven-thousand, eight-one-thousand

His mind wouldn’t even let himself consider Logan might be worse than merely knocked out.

‘Leven-one-thousand, twelve-one-thousand, thirteen-thousand

“Lo, hang on…” Grip tight on his sleeve, Janus drug himself across the deck to lay across his chest.

Twenty-thousand, twent’-one-thousand, twent’-two-thousand

“Lo, I’m here…” His mouth wasn’t moving anymore but since when did he need to speak for Logan to hear him? “Hang on, Lo… Almost there…”

~

“Lo!” Janus shot up, eyes wide and blind in the glare. His head banged against something hard and he fell back against the soft surface beneath him, hand to forehead. “Fuck,” he muttered, a fresh ache shooting through his skull. “Lo?” he called when the rest of his senses caught up with him and he realized he was, once again, breathing in big lungfuls of recycled air. Every breath burned, so he couldn’t’ve been out for that long.

But he’d been out long enough for someone to have taken him from Logan’s side. And that was long enough. “Lo!” he tried again. “Logan!”

Pushing at the blankets draped over his body, he listened for a response. Bright white halos danced over his vision, obscuring everything but the dull grey hull and bunks surrounding him.

And utter, complete lack of Logan.

He’d thoroughly tangled his legs in the blanket and its tight, efficient weave had little give. Abandoning his first attempts, he tucked his arms close and rolled off the bunk. He landed hard on the deck below and lay there, stunned and panting, as he listened to the sound of the engine beneath him.

They were moving. Fast.

Between the breach and the dead engines, he didn’t need the unfamiliar bunks to know he wasn’t on their ship. The only real question was whether they’d been rescued.

Or captured.

He needed to find Logan now. The fall had managed to dislodge most of his confinement and he kicked to work his feet free. A wave of nausea slowed him and the dull, deep ache of decompression sickness left sprinkles of cold sweat over his skin. After taking a short rest, he breathed into the ache and struggled with the last clinging strip.

Janus wasn’t confined and someone had gone to great lengths to change his clothes, to bandage his head and his hands. Logan had to be somewhere on this new ship. He just had to find him. He would find him.

He wouldn’t allow himself to consider any other possibility.

Janus had just pushed up onto his hands and knees when the door slid open.

“Jay!”

Logan’s worried voice broke the dam of his denial and Janus could hardly see past the tears filling his eyes. “Lo,” he managed one more time before a sob stole his words. Logan dropped to his knees and helped him half-sit, half lay against his chest.

“I was afraid—” Janus clung to him, fisting his hands in the loose, soft overalls he was dressed in.

Logan rocked him, lanky, family arms drawing him close. “I was, too,” he whispered when Janus’ sobs eased. “You were…” Logan swallowed hard. Janus gripped him tighter. “The medic had begun to… prepare me when you finally started breathing again.”

“How long…” Janus pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. They shone behind his new lenses, glossy and red-rimmed.

“You’ve been out a week,” he said. The shadows under his eyes told Janus how little he must have slept in that time. “The Captain had just convinced me to report for my own exam when, well…” He huffed out a laugh that sounded too much like a sob for Janus to find it comforting. “When you woke.”

“Well, of course,” Janus tried to smile. “You’d abandoned me to my own devices on a strange ship.”

This time Logan’s breathy chuckle was real.

“A watched gauge never moves?” Logan began.

Janus curled close, face buried in his chest. “But step away and your warp core will breach.”

Humming softly, Logan nodded and stroked his hair. “We appear to have proven the adage twice over.”

As if on queue, the engines shifted, their low whine dropping down a quarter note. “You said Captain?” He looked up and tapped Logan’s new frames. “Is that who I have to thank for these?”

“We can go meet him and the rest of the crew when you’re ready. And, yes…” Logan smiled down at him, head tilted adorably. “Do you like them?”

“Meh,” Janus shrugged, his laughter swallowed by Logan’s soft kiss.

[angel-in-shibari]

a slave's collar is their most important accessory. not only does it show that they're owned, but with stylization and customization, it can also show who exactly owns them. Mistress prefers a nice rose gold band with floral engravings. to the unsuspecting, it looks like a fancy metal choker or extravagant piece of jewelry. but to those who do know, it's true purpose is undeniable.

the collar is equipped with the obvious essential features: gps, microphone, motion trackers, proximity sensors, and various devices that monitor my every movement. of course, all those features would be pretty pointless if Mistress didn't have a way to control me. that's why there are five electrodes placed equidistant from each other at various points along my neck. the electrodes can be controlled manually by a secure program that only Mistress has access to. all five can be fired individually, with 25 levels of intensity. 1 is a mild tickle. 5 is a painful shock, but relatively manageable as long as it's not prolonged. 10 is enough to bring me to my knees as I cry and beg for her to stop. she has only ever used 11 once, and I blacked out immediately. as for 25... don't worry about it

the collar features an incredibly secure and tamper-proof locking system. as it's locked, various circuits are armed. if the lock is broken and those circuits are broken... um... well. maybe you're thinking I can just wait for the battery to drain completely before taking it off without issue. think again, because there are two batteries installed that last quite a long time without a charge. the collar itself doesn't use all that much electricity, but in the case that one battery is completely drained, it will switch to the second battery. both batteries can last about 5 months each, so I'd have to go almost a year without charging for it to even reach depletion. also, once the final battery reaches its last 5% of charge, all the remaining electricity is released at once through the electrodes at level 25 until there is nothing left. basically, my collar isn't coming off with me alive.

I never have to worry about low batteries, however. Mistress has installed a number of radio frequency wireless charging devices around her mansion, meaning that as long as I am inside, my battery remains at almost full charge. the only time it has ever dipped below 99.7% is one afternoon when Mistress was extremely mad at her father and decided to take her anger out on me. whatever makes her happy makes me happy. I'm glad that my suffering is cathartic for her.

alongside the chargers, proximity detectors are placed on the outside walls. if I get to close to an exit, Mistress is automatically notified and a level 1 shock is admitted. if I get even closer, the shock is amplified dramatically. stepping outside is a level 25. the only way I'm ever allowed outside is if Mistress manually disables the 'electric fence' as she calls it. but when she does that, she has a separate system that acts in a similar way that shocks me more the further away from her I get.

you might think that all of this is unnecessary. all these systems and programs are what you might call "exceptionally overkill" or "horribly sadistic" or "just plain cruel". but the main reason they exist actually isn't to keep me in line. even if trying to take my collar off didn't kill me, I wouldn't ever dream of removing it. I would never go outside unless Mistress made me, even without the electric fence active. even the 25 levels of shock are a display of power. I'm small enough that level 13 would probably be enough to kill me.

the reason all these things exist is actually to show everyone that every single aspect of my life is completely under Mistress's control. I already know it's pointless to try and escape or fight back. I realized that before the collar was ever locked around my throat. all the ways in which Mistress has power over me are already obvious to me. because these precautions aren't for me. they're for you. to terrify you, and show you exactly what happens to people who wrong my Mistress. unless you want to end up like me, I strongly recommend you stay on her good side.

[dr-futbol-blog]

Allies, Pt. 9

Now that the Daedalus is on its way to observe their friendly neighbourhood wraith attempting to test the weaponization of the retrovirus on an enemy hive, we see that McKay is no longer on board. Not only is McKay, who had been running his experiments in breaking the wraith jamming code -- trying to figure out how to use the beaming technology of the Daedalus in penetrating the defenses of the hives, which is the kind of research that is best conducted on the Daedalus, in the proximity of a hive or, preferably, both -- not there but Hermiod has also been left out of the crew. This decision is strange enough for them to lampshade it later. But it is Sheppard that we now find on the bridge of the ship, seeming to have switched places with McKay. Sheppard is still standing the same way he has been standing for most of the episode, with his arms akimbo, hands resting on his hips.

Kleinman: Jumper Eight has cleared the bay, cloaked, and is heading for the two hive ships. We are running quiet and out of sensor range. Caldwell: Thank you, Captain. Sheppard: I guess now we just wait. Caldwell: This trial's a little premature, don't you think? Sheppard: I guess that's what happens when the wraith get too excited. Caldwell: What if they fail?

Sheppard is on the bridge of the Daedalus together with Caldwell, which brings us a full circle back to the beginning of the season where the two of them had first met in The Siege (S02E01), the Daedalus having miraculously saved him from certain death. Unlike the others he is standing up, and while it is not unusual and there do not seem to be that many vacant seats on the bridge for him to take, it is somewhat lampshaded by how he had requested everyone to take a seat from the captain's chair at the end of the previous episode, and how Beckett had scanned the entire bridge looking for a seat for himself. But Sheppard has shown a marked preference for standing in this episode, and has in fact stood for most of it.

We have seen that while he is on board the Daedalus Sheppard tends to defer to Caldwell's authority, which the elder Colonel appreciates. The two of them seem amicable now, Caldwell even asking for Sheppard's professional opinion on the goings on, showing that he does respect Sheppard as an officer of the military. Throughout the season they had bigger and smaller clashes, which seem ultimately to have been rooted in the fact that Caldwell had already been offered Sheppard's post as the military commander of Atlantis that Weir had then been able strong-arm for Sheppard, staking her own career for the simple belief that she thought he was the best man for the job, based on everything she had witnesses during their first tour. She had twisted the arm of the Air Force to get him a promotion that would allow him to continue in the post that he had held as an interim commander due to the unfortunate circumstances of losing their actual commander, and it is likely because Caldwell had been looking forward to the post so much, because he believed in the mission so adamantly that he felt disappointed by being passed over and by being passed over by someone with considerably less experience than he has, basically leapfrogging him by being the teacher's pet. It is understandable that Caldwell would begrudge Sheppard to an extent but it was never personal for him.

All of this had caused some resentment in Caldwell that he was unable to keep completely in check, but because Sheppard does not seem to know what Weir had done to get him promoted and reinstated, he likely does not understand why Caldwell has been treating him the way he has, why he has an antagonistic and slightly hostile disposition toward him. And because, based on everything we know about Sheppard, he has had trouble with authority and his COs his entire career, it is easy for him to come to the (apparently false) conclusion that it is his violation of certain regulations that is Caldwell's problem, that he suspects that Sheppard is light in the combat boots and does not approve. He may have interpreted Caldwell's behaviour toward him as betraying the fact that he, like a lot of the brass of the Air Force, does not approve of gay and bisexual men in the military, and that even though he has been unable to pin anything concrete on him, he has more than implied that he knows what Sheppard is about and is just looking for an excuse to send him packing.

The fact that Sheppard allows his personal feelings to compromise his command seems to have been a common complaint among his superiors -- not entirely unfounded either -- and it is because he has had to walk an extremely fine line with regards to his personal life, it is easy for him to interpret Caldwell's behaviour toward him in the context of his sexual orientation. His personal feelings had almost led to a dishonourable discharge when he had made the choice to disobey a direct order in an attempt to save someone that he had been "...involved" with, so it is extremely easy for Sheppard to interpret "personal feelings" as a euphemism for some of the more colourful words the military has used in reference to non-straight servicemen.

But that does not mean that his assessment of Caldwell is correct. It is difficult for anyone to observe Sheppard and McKay for any length of time and not see the deep bond between them, the caring and the connection. It is entirely possible that Caldwell had figured out that there was something between the two of them before he had ever laid eyes on McKay based just on the way Sheppard had spoken his name, the look in his eyes when he had contacted Atlantis to let them know that he was still alive. What ever Caldwell personally feels about army regulations and what people do on their private time is unknown but he certainly seems to have grown to respect and even appreciate Sheppard over the course of the year -- and saving him from the Goa'uld that had possessed him, had been keeping him a prisoner in his own body, was certainly among the reasons why. Sheppard may never be his favourite person but there are also few people he would want around more when the chips are coming down. We see the respect he has for Sheppard in the way he speaks to him here, as an equal.

Respect aside, Caldwell uses the term "premature" here obviously without any connotations but because the word is notoriously used in the term "premature ejaculation," and because Sheppard's mind seems to be primed to find double entendres everywhere especially when he is under pressure, in intense situations, he seems to interpret what Caldwell says in a sexual context. His response, that premature attempts happen when the wraith get too excited is most definitely said in the spirit of intentional double entendre. This does not mean that Sheppard is, or ever has, thought of the wraith in a sexual context, it only tells us that sex is never far from his mind, and especially not when he is on a mission, given that he seems to suffer from a misattribution of arousal, not uncommon in soldiers. But at the same time, he is intentionally using levity to make the tense situation seem lighter, both to others but also to himself. He is feeling tense and anxious, and wisecracking relieves some of that pressure.

Sheppard: Maybe they'll blow each other to kingdom come and we can all go home. Caldwell: I thought we wanted this to work? Sheppard: I'm just saying -- if this thing goes south, we can't let the word get out we were involved in this.

While his reference to the wraith getting excited leading to premature operations was likely intentional, he also seems to make an unintentional Freudian slip here. He mentions the wraith blowing each other and while he does specify that they might blow each other to kingdom come, he does not say "blow away" or "blow up," but instead just uses "blow," which is one of the most common colloquialisms for fellatio. Blowing each other to kingdom come can definitely be interpreted with two very different connotations.

It is interesting that he makes what might be a slip of the tongue in connection to thinking about home, clearly wanting to go back home. We do not know how long it had taken them to bring the Daedalus to the position from where they were meant to observe the meeting of the two hives but although it cannot have been that long, Sheppard nonetheless seems to want to return home as quickly as possible, and this time it is not because he is worried for McKay. It is because he is missing him.

They had spent several weeks together and had been forced apart only this morning, and while he had made the choice to accompany them here and to leave McKay on Atlantis for the duration of this experiment himself, he still misses the guy. He wanted to get back to him. Even though he understands the importance of what they are trying to do here, he nonetheless sounds miserable here, his "We can all go home" coming out almost in a whine.

Kleinman: We're getting telemetry back from the cloaked jumper, sir. It's in theatre. Caldwell: Let's see it. Kleinman: That's our hive there on the left. Sheppard: "Our hive." It's weird. Caldwell: The delegation's aboard. Now we wait. McKay: They didn't need you on the Daedalus?

While Sheppard has a reputation of being reckless and putting his own life on the line -- many people view taking suicide runs as one of his enduring characteristics and seem to think that he takes them on frequently (and McKay himself may well be among these people, at least based on what he says to Sheppard in The Prodigal (S05E14) when he thinks that Sheppard is once more trying to take on a mission he might not come back from, which is not strictly speaking true even then) -- it is not a charitable description of him. This reputation is not entirely unfounded, especially if his probable past as a test pilot and a clandestine history in some Black Ops outfit give any indication of his willingness to put his own life on the line, but it is exaggerated. Sheppard does not actually have a death wish, and we have seen that he has refrained from putting himself needlessly in peril ever since he had gotten involved with McKay.

As a matter of fact, there are a few instances where he is clearly trying to avoid getting harmed (e.g., at the end of The Gift (S01E18), not using his own body to shield others but instead stepping away from danger), and he is not doing this only because he has a desire to keep McKay safe, and himself being alive is definitely a prerequisite for that endeavour, but also because falling in love means to understand one's own importance to the other person through their importance to you, and so he keeps from putting himself needlessly in danger because he knows that McKay would not like him to do it. Sheppard knows how much McKay had been hurt by his attempt at saving them by flying the jumper into the hive a year ago, and while he was never not going to try to save McKay's life if it came down to that, he did also appreciate how McKay felt. We see Sheppard take risks many times when McKay's life is on the line -- the end of this episode being a prime example of this -- but his willingness to sacrifice his own life seems very much tied to McKay, and to a lesser extent to the other people he personally cares about. In Sateda (S03E04), he tells Teyla "I'd do anything… for any one of you. If I had to give up my life the way Ronon was going to, I would."

A thing to note here is that they have sent a cloaked jumper to observe the two hives up close and personal while the Daedalus is parked out of the sensor range of the hives. The cloaked jumper is basically doing what McKay had been forced to do at the end of the previous season, watching helplessly from a cloaked jumper as the wraith destroyed the LaGrange Point satellite and Peter Grodin with it. But while Sheppard is curious to see what is going to happen here, he had come here to be able to keep an eye on the wraith and make sure they keep their part of the bargain, he has however not taken on the task of sitting in the jumper himself. Sheppard has the strongest iteration of the Ancient gene and he is most certainly the best pilot that they have, so him being in the cloaked jumper might be justified. It would make sense for him to have taken on the task, and yet he has not. Sheppard has abstained, and this has everything to do with the reason he is missing home as he watches the telemetry from the jumper here. He has something to go home to.

They are using the term "telemetry" here again, and I had noted in connection with Epiphany (S02E12) that they seemed to use the reception of telemetry also as symbolic of the mental tether that seems to exist between Sheppard and McKay. Through their Ancient gene they seem to have forged some kind of a psychic link, some kind of a connection that is later lampooned as being a bond that is "deeper than words, my friend, deeper than words." And it is possible that we see it manifest here because although Sheppard seems to be thinking about McKay pretty much all the time and the same is surely true for McKay, there is also an argument to be made that what ever time they have been able to spend alone together recently, and especially if it had resulted in them reconnecting to the point of making love again, it may have strengthened this bond. Their reconnection has removed some of the static that had appeared in their link. We see it at the end of the episode but possibly already here.

Sheppard is thinking about McKay, and we see in the following scene that McKay is also thinking about Sheppard. His thoughts are with the Daedalus. McKay seems distracted as he walks in and makes a comment about them not needing Hermiod on the Daedalus, which is definitely a jibe since McKay is still feeling some kind of way about being made to feel stupid by him earlier. But there is someone who needs McKay on the Daedalus just as he is having this thought about being needed on the Daedalus. He is thinking about being needed on the Daedalus just as we had been reminded of the concept of receiving telemetry across a distance. And that also is weird. Sheppard may have been missing home and McKay may be projecting about feeling upset for not having been needed on the Daedalus through his glib remark about Hermiod not being needed on the Daedalus, but what is evident is that the both of them would rather be where the other is. Their thoughts are where the other man is.

Continued in Pt. 10

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Getting Started with Industrial Robotics Programming

Industrial robotics is a field where software engineering meets automation to drive manufacturing, assembly, and inspection processes. With the rise of Industry 4.0, the demand for skilled robotics programmers is rapidly increasing. This post introduces you to the fundamentals of industrial robotics programming and how you can get started in this exciting tech space.

What is Industrial Robotics Programming?

Industrial robotics programming involves creating software instructions for robots to perform tasks such as welding, picking and placing objects, painting, or quality inspection. These robots are typically used in factories and warehouses, and are often programmed using proprietary or standard languages tailored for automation tasks.

Popular Robotics Programming Languages

RAPID – Used for ABB robots.

KRL (KUKA Robot Language) – For KUKA industrial robots.

URScript – Used by Universal Robots.

Fanuc KAREL / Teach Pendant Programming

ROS (Robot Operating System) – Widely used open-source middleware for robotics.

Python and C++ – Common languages for simulation and integration with sensors and AI.

Key Components in Robotics Programming

Motion Control: Programming the path, speed, and precision of robot arms.

Sensor Integration: Use of cameras, force sensors, and proximity detectors for adaptive control.

PLC Communication: Integrating robots with Programmable Logic Controllers for factory automation.

Safety Protocols: Programming emergency stops, limit switches, and safe zones.

Human-Machine Interface (HMI): Designing interfaces for operators to control and monitor robots.

Sample URScript Code (Universal Robots)

# Move to position movej([1.0, -1.57, 1.57, -1.57, -1.57, 0.0], a=1.4, v=1.05) # Gripper control (example function call) set_digital_out(8, True) # Close gripper sleep(1) set_digital_out(8, False) # Open gripper

Software Tools You Can Use

RoboDK – Offline programming and simulation.

ROS + Gazebo – Open-source tools for simulation and robotic control.

ABB RobotStudio

Fanuc ROBOGUIDE

Siemens TIA Portal – For integration with industrial control systems.

Steps to Start Your Journey

Learn the basics of industrial robotics and automation.

Familiarize yourself with at least one brand of industrial robot (ABB, KUKA, UR, Fanuc).

Get comfortable with control systems and communication protocols (EtherCAT, PROFINET).

Practice with simulations before handling real robots.

Study safety standards (ISO 10218, ANSI/RIA R15.06).

Real-World Applications

Automated welding in car manufacturing.

High-speed pick and place in packaging.

Precision assembly of electronics.

Material handling and palletizing in warehouses.

Conclusion

Industrial robotics programming is a specialized yet rewarding field that bridges software with real-world mechanics. Whether you’re interested in working with physical robots or developing smart systems for factories, gaining skills in robotics programming can open up incredible career paths in manufacturing, automation, and AI-driven industries.

[aguilareye]

The Neuroscience of Boothill. 2.6 confirmed Boothill’s brain is alive and such it needs sources of energy, ions, oxygen, and sleep in order to function. Boothill doesn’t need to eat for the sake of metabolism and energy for his mechanical body as he’s known to charge and eats bullets, but his brain still requires sources of energy like sugars, ions ( like potassium, sodium, chloride, and calcium) and he needs some form of respite—all for the continue function of his brain.

I don’t believe he needs to eat and sleep regularly like when he had his real body, however, like maintenance for his metal body, his brain needs maintaining as well. Which is why he needs to eat every so often and powers down when he charges. I also think charging supplies his brain with voltage for neuron synapsis which we normally get from ions (from eating), but I’ll focus on eating/food on another headcanon post but for now let’s stick to the neurology of Boothill.

Does Boothill sleep? If so, does he dream? Charging makes Boothill drowsy, sleepy, tired etc and it's not because his metal body feels exhaustion, but because his brain recognizes what is happening to the body when it's charging and releases the chemicals for feeling sleepy. It's not like a power switch, he doesn't turn off, but his brain registers the charging as if preparing for sleep, like when one settles down into bed and rests their head against a pillow.

However, when he’s in a power down state, is he really sleeping with REM or is he simply off?

Boothill's memory chip serves to keep amyloid plaques and tau tangles from disrupting neuron to neuron communication because his brain is the only thing left that can deteriorate over time as his body has no way of aging, the memory chip serves to keep brain activity functioning well past the agepoint where deterioration would naturally have occurred. I would even say it serves to keep ventricles and fenestrations from deteriorating/shrinking as well via through fantasy science. The memory chip unfortunately doesn't factor into sleep, dreams, etc. It serves to keep his brain from deterioration.

Boothill’s body is not alive, but his brain is alive and when he powers down for charging, he’s not sleeping. The area of the brain that sleep specialists monitor for activity would show no signs activity when he power downs, no REM, and no dreams and this is because he doesn’t have a sleep-wakefulness cycle as his sensors will power him back on if they detect anything nearing his proximity out of safety precautions and this is because he's quite literally connected via charging and if something where to happen, it could fry his brain or cause damage. That's his lifeline.

Remember: "I'll give yah chance, aim here" and he points to his head. It’s pretty important to keep that head and brain of his protected.

So, no Boothill doesn't sleep and he doesn't dream. His brain is releasing those eppy chemicals in preparation for sleep that aides in that cycle if Boothill had a sleep cycle, but he doesn’t and his brain is only reacting to what it believes is happening to the body. It doesn’t know the body has become metal and continues to function like so.

However. I’m a hopeful sort of person, and Boothill has symbolism for hope and new dawns, and in his character stories when he went under for his cyborg surgery, he dream about his family, so I like to think it’s not impossible.

Boothill could possibly still dream when he powers down, his brain could enter a cycle and begin REM. It’s rare and there’s no way of knowing how or when or why, much like how some coma patients can experience dreams and even experience consciousness with no medical explanation.

Basically, I'm saying. It could happen when everything logically says it couldn't because it's fantasy science and I think Boothill represents the impossible to be possible.

I also like to think he's more likely to dream and sleep if he lays next to someone, like lays in a bed instead of charging standing up. Behaviors can improve the likelihood of experiencing sleep and dreams more frequently again. His sensors are less likely to interrupt his cycle if he's in a safe area or with someone he deeply trusts.

[voltz321]

Why Electric Lawn Mowers Are the Future of DIY Lawn Care

Introduction to Electric Lawn Mowers

Benefits of Using Electric Lawn Mowers

The environmental impact of switching to an electric lawn mower is one of the strongest arguments in favor of doing so. Electric mowers have no emissions, in contrast to gas mowers that release dangerous pollutants. This enhances the quality of the air surrounding your home in addition to helping the environment. Electric mowers also require less maintenance because they have fewer moving parts and don’t need air filters, spark plugs, or oil changes. Electric mowers are more user-friendly than gas ones because they are lighter and easier to handle, and they can be started with a single button.

Selecting the Right Electric Lawn Mower for Your Needs

Think about things like your lawn’s size, the terrain, and your preferred power source when selecting an electric lawnmower. Because they have an infinite runtime, corded models are perfect for smaller yards, but they do need to be near an electrical outlet. Larger lawns can benefit from cordless models, which offer greater mobility but have a shorter battery life. The mower’s cutting width, adjustable cutting heights, and capacity for side discharge, bagging, or mulching are important features to check for.

Ease of Use

Another benefit of electric lawn mowers is their user-friendliness. For homeowners of all ages and physical capabilities, they are the best option because they are typically lighter and more manageable than gas-powered mowers. Additionally, a lot of electric mowers have push-button start systems, which do away with the need to pull a cord in order to start the engine. For people who struggle to start traditional pull-start mowers or have mobility issues, this feature is especially helpful.

Electric mowers are quieter than their gas-powered counterparts and also easier to start. In addition to making mowing more enjoyable, the lower noise levels lessen the possibility of upsetting nearby residents. Those who live in neighborhoods with noise restrictions or in close proximity to other people should pay particular attention to this.

Safety Features

When using any lawn care equipment, safety is an important factor to take into account, and electric mowers have many benefits in this area. They do away with the possibility of fuel leaks and spills, which can be dangerous for the environment and the user. In addition, the dangerous fumes that gas-powered mowers release are not produced by electric mowers, lowering the possibility of breathing in hazardous substances.

Numerous electric lawn mowers come with safety features that prevent unintentional starts, like automatic shut-off upon handle release. In order to prevent potential hazards, the mower can modify its speed or stop completely. Certain models additionally come equipped with sensors that identify obstacles or changes in the terrain.

Reduced Maintenance

The fact that electric lawn mowers require less maintenance is one of their biggest benefits. To keep gas-powered lawn mowers operating smoothly, they need to have their oil changed, air filters changed, and spark plugs maintained on a regular basis. Depending on how long the mower lasts, these chores may be expensive and time-consuming.

In contrast, electric mowers require less maintenance because they have fewer moving parts. It is not necessary to deal with carburetor problems, change the oil, or replace the air filters. The only routine upkeep needed is to make sure the battery is charged and to keep the blades sharp. The mower lasts longer thanks to this less maintenance, which also saves time and money.

Maximizing the Lifespan of Your Electric Lawn Mower

[quartz-components]

The TTP224 is a 4-Channel Touch Sensor, meaning it has four touchpads. Whenever a capacitive load such as human hands is brought in proximity with the sense pad, the sensor then senses the change in capacitance and activates the switch. Custom sense-pads can be made from nearly any conductive material and these sensors can detect touch through thin layers of non-conductive materials such as glass, plastic, fabric or even wood. Each Touchpad has its respective output pin when the user touches a pad, the corresponding output pin will go high. It is very easy to interface with microcontrollers like Arduino to control different applications as a switch. It can be used in home automation, motor control, Relay control, etc. the module basically gets rid of the push button troubles.

[engineering-guff]

Electronics Components and Uses:

Here is a list of common electronics components and their uses:

Resistor:

Use: Limits or controls the flow of electric current in a circuit.

Capacitor:

Use: Stores and releases electrical energy; used for filtering, timing, and coupling in circuits.

Inductor:

Use: Stores energy in a magnetic field when current flows through it; used in filters, transformers, and oscillators.

Diode:

Use: Allows current to flow in one direction only; used for rectification, signal demodulation, and protection.

Transistor:

Use: Amplifies and switches electronic signals; fundamental building block of electronic circuits.

Integrated Circuit (IC):

Use: Contains multiple electronic components (transistors, resistors, capacitors) on a single chip; used for various functions like amplification, processing, and control.

Resistor Network:

Use: A combination of resistors in a single package; used in applications where multiple resistors are needed.

Potentiometer:

Use: Variable resistor that can be adjusted to control voltage in a circuit; used for volume controls, dimmer switches, etc.

Varistor:

Use: Protects electronic circuits from excessive voltage by acting as a voltage-dependent resistor.

Light-Emitting Diode (LED):

Use: Emits light when current flows through it; used for indicator lights, displays, and lighting.

Photodiode:

Use: Converts light into an electric current; used in light sensors and communication systems.

Zener Diode:

Use: Acts as a voltage regulator by maintaining a constant voltage across its terminals.

Crystal Oscillator:

Use: Generates a stable and precise frequency; used in clocks, microcontrollers, and communication devices.

Transformer:

Use: Transfers electrical energy between two or more coils through electromagnetic induction; used for voltage regulation and power distribution.

Capacitive Touch Sensor:

Use: Detects touch or proximity by changes in capacitance; used in touchscreens and proximity sensing applications.

Voltage Regulator:

Use: Maintains a constant output voltage regardless of changes in input voltage or load; used for stable power supply.

Relay:

Use: Electromagnetic switch that controls the flow of current in a circuit; used for remote switching and automation.

Fuse:

Use: Protects electronic circuits by breaking the circuit when current exceeds a certain value; prevents damage from overcurrent.

Thermistor:

Use: Resistor whose resistance changes with temperature; used for temperature sensing and compensation.

Microcontroller/Microprocessor:

Use: Processes and controls electronic signals; the brain of many electronic devices and systems.

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This list covers some of the basic electronic components, and there are many more specialized components used for specific applications within the field of electronics.