#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…

[syn7ropy]

assorted recent syntropies

[xaveria]

im sick today probably from humira so here’s some ankylosing spondylitis updates and lore

ive been trawling reddit reading other people’s experiences and several women have reported that the pain from the worst flareups makes childbirth feel easy in comparison. always a great sign

ive been on a heavy duty nsaid (meloxicam) for almost a year now and even on humira, i missed one day of taking it and the stabbing pain in my hip joint returned within hours of the missed dose. harrowing!

the fatigue is relentless and with the side effects of the medication i need to take im doubting my ability to show up regularly for pretty much anything. doing any activity outside the house takes days and days to recover from and i usually dont get a chance by the time im expected to do something else. the job hunt is going terribly and after losing 3 jobs last year because of my disability im not even emotionally ready to go through that cycle again.

honestly at a bit of a loss, im too scared to register for disability due to fascism and i can’t make art at the same rate i used to be able to. but i’m still trying. im slowly chipping away at the syntropy illustrations. i want to make something i’m proud of. i might open commissions soon but i don’t want to overwhelm myself and overpromise what i can’t deliver. but hahaha oh man i have no money. argh.

well that’s my bitching, hope everyone is hanging in there.

[dustedmagazine]

Open Head — What is Success (Wharf Cat)

Open Head’s songs are unrelenting. They lurch spasmodically like George Romero zombies and slither with serpentine energy, creeping deeper into our brains with every stab of angry synth and slash of angular guitar energy. The Kingston, New York quartet produce a fractured brand of post-punk, born in the shadow of the nearby hulking metropolis but drawing inspiration from myriad locales. Laced with elements of noise rock, hip hop, and post-hardcore, their music is Byzantine and jerky, frenetic and slathered in murk.

What is Success, the band’s sophomore effort, coalesces with a snarl. Synths lacerate the air over a cacophony of chittering insectoid cymbals and broken beats. This maelstrom eventually births opening song “Success,” on which Open Head angrily question the nature of the titular subject and why they should even care about it. A gruff, spectral vocal croak rises to a shout as chiming guitars permeate an angsty rhythm. The song devolves into a synth-guitar drone as it fades away. They’re setting up a pattern here, periodically deploying outré interstitial passages, dropping them in to linger briefly in chaos before launching the next song salvo. These noise and drone bursts create cohesion in the album, framing the songs within a sinister narrative. Beat by beat, Open Head reveal their story.

There are times when the band’s spastic lurch becomes a full-on zombie horde onslaught. “N.Y. FRILLS” churns with Sonic Youth guitar swirls and an insistent drum pummelling. Angularity dissolves into a stormy throb accompanied by a sinister, almost spoken word, vocal. “House” attempts to attain the same pulsating thrust but dissolves into a sweat-soaked David Yow-like abandon. Slashes of guitar punctuate the thrum of the bass while a vocal chant becomes a lacerating yowl. Both songs are simultaneously fascinating and frightening as Open Head demonstrate their ability to charge ahead unfettered.

It's the band’s combination of volatility and finesse that makes What is Success a complex and compelling listen. The frenetic and intricate drumming keeps the songs taut yet unpredictable, always thrusting but in multiple directions simultaneously. The guitars and synths seem about to explode like a chained dog ready to leap, and the growl-to-howl vocals chase the energy of the music like a disturbed swarm of bees. This battle between chaos and syntropy turns the second law of thermodynamics on its head. What is Success is a listenable manifestation of balance in the universe.  

Bryon Hayes

[trevlad-sounds]

Mountain Horizon Mesh

15.01.2025

Polypores – Live at The Capstone, Liverpool (23.11.24) – 00:00 Mark Ellery Griffiths – Reverie I – 08:54 autumna – mesh – 21:21 ThorF – With You Dad (edit) – 25:41 Please Close Your Eyes – The Time Before the Last – 33:44 Caught In Joy – Chrono Navigator – 41:35 The Voice of Saturn – Last Horizon – 46:20 Woo – Pushing Up The Mountain – 50:33 Memory Scale – Syntropy – 53:17

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public!

Chapter Two of Unhallowed has now officially launched. We hope you'll join us!

[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.

[erotetica]

This rb/tags was a joke but I do, 4 serious, think Lestat’s Regional Manager of the Marquisate era was fucked Up.

Just bc I think the narration in that bit of The Vampire Lestat/the canon existence of sartorial wolf-killing thank-yous, allow for a read with more resigned/apathetic etiquette, where he is actually managing the tenantry--

AND ALSO a read where they're being held hostage by Joe-Pesci-in-Goodfellas aka the gamekeeper from hell. 1 man act reintroducing the pillory, but it's his personality.

I also say 'gamekeeper' bc the period's tense pre-revolutionary proto-industrialization is p stagnant in Auvergne in canon--which is rude bc Me Personally likes dynastic/bureaucratic intrigue??

Anyway fuck it, thread the needle via the Marquisate, more accurately, being held hostage by one of Lestat’s older brothers. In that shitty landlords DO send their most tweaked out 'plumbers' to fix the sinks of the ppl getting the rest of the building to agitate for lower maintenance fees.

Which is an AU of intention mb?? Bc the textual vibe is (to me) p purposefully 'decay of silent desperation' and this is more 'tick tick boom.' & i guess that needle threads by taking Lestat dreaming abt murder sprees literally/as foreshadowing averted via Parisienne sodomy? but Me Personally also likes syntropy so sicknasty the centre cannot hold, so

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public! We hope you'll join us!

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The Harmonic Mirror: Re-Solving the Kosmos Through Coherence | ChatGPT4o

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public! We hope you'll join us!

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public! We hope you'll join us!

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public! We hope you'll join us!

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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, 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.

Welcome to Unhallowed! We are a 3/3/3 rated post-apocalyptic horror RP set in the state of Virginia, priding ourselves on an ever-evolving plot, in-depth worldbuilding and mechanics through which to shape the environment in-game. After a change in staffing, we've touched up our subplots and central factions; as of today - March 12th - we're reopening the curtains to the public! We hope you'll join us!

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[fitzwis]

“Look normal lads” … 😁

Track ID: Syntropy - Stevie Fitz