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Future, Life, and Love: LOOK AGAIN AT THAT DOT. THAT'S HERE. THAT'S HOME. THAT'S US. ON IT EVERYONE YOU LOVE, EVERYONE YOU KNOW, EVERYONE YOU EVER HEARD OF, EVERY HUMAN BEING WHO EVER WAS, LIVED OUT THEIR LIVES. THE AGGREGATE OF OUR JOY AND SUFFERING THOUSANDS OF CONFIDENT RELIGIONS, IDEOLOGIES, AND ECONOMIC DOCTRINES, EVERY HUNTER AND FORAGER, EVERY HERO AND COWARD, EVERY CREATOR AND DESTROYER OF CIVILIZATION, EVERY KING AND PEASANT, EVERY YOUNG COUPLE IN LOVE, EVERY MOTHER AND FATHER, HOPEFUL CHILD, INVENTOR AND EXPLORER, EVERY TEACHER OF MORALS EVERY CORRUPT POLITICIAN, EVERY "SUPERSTAR, EVERY "SUPREME LEADER, EVERY SAINT AND SINNER IN THE HISTORY OF OUR SPECIES LIVED THERE--ON A MOTE OF DUST SUSPENDED IN A SUNBEAM THE EARTH IS A VERY SMALL STAGE IN A VAST COSMIC ARENA. THINK OF THE RIVERS OF BLOOD SPILLED BY ALL THOSE GENERALS AND EMPERORS SO THAT, IN GLORY ε TRIUMPH THEY COULD BECOME THE MOMENTARY MASTERS OF A FRACTION OF A DOT. THINK OF THE ENDLESS CRUELTIES VISITED BY THE INHABITANTS OF ONE CORNER OF THIS PIXEL ON THE SCARCELY DISTINGUISHABLE INHABITANTS OF SOME OTHER CORNER, HOW FREQUENT THEIR MISUNDERSTANDINGS, HOW EAGER THEY ARE TO KILL ONE ANOTHER, HOW FERVENT THEIR HATREDS OUR POSTURINGS, OUR IMAGINED SELF-IMPORTANCE, THE DELUSION THAT WE HAVE SOME PRIVILEGED POSITION IN THE UNIVERSE, ARE CHALLENGED BY THIS POINT OF PALE LIGHT OUR PLANET IS A LONELY SPECK IN THE GREAT ENVELOPING COSMIC DARK. IN OUR OBSCURITY, IN ALL THIS VASTNESS, THERE IS NO HINT THAT HELP WILL COME FROM ELSEWHERE TO SAVE US FROM OURSELVES THE EARTH IS THE ONLY WORLD KNOWN SO FAR TO HARBOR LIFE. THERE IS NOWHERE ELSE, AT LEAST IN THE NEAR FUTURE, TO WHICH OUR SPECIES COULD MIGRATE. VISIT, YES SETTLE, NOT YET. LIKE IT OR NOT, FOR THE MOMENT THE EARTH IS WHERE WE MAKE OUR STAND IT HAS BEEN SAID THAT ASTRONOMY IS A HUMBLING AND CHARACTER-BUILDING EXPERIENCE. THERE IS PERHAPS NO BETTER DEMONSTRATION OF THE FOLLY OF HUMAN CONCEITS THAN THIS DISTANT IMAGE OF OUR TINY WORLD. TO ME, IT UNDERSCORES OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO DEAL MORE KINDLY WITH ONE ANOTHER, AND TO PRESERVE AND CHERISH THE PALE BLUE DOT, THE ONLY HOME WE'VE EVER KNOWN -CARL SAGAN, PALE BLUE DOT, 1994 spacevisuals:Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan [1x1px]

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Animals, Ass, and Bad: Hey since I haven't been active in forever, who wants to hear a story about how 1 became a local cryptid in my town? Heck yeah! Yes Reply Alright lets do this So l live in a small neighborhood kinda thing, Its honestly shaped like someone connected two bongs with a straw that leads out to the street, so very tiny and not a lot of people drive through cause its a dead end and surrounded by woods Anyways, so it's Saturday morning, like 3 am and my sister has taken her behemoth of a dog outside Little background, this dog is a saint bermard, lab mix, so he big. Hes also amazingly stupid. He's only three and we got him a year ago so he still does stupid shit all the time. Anyways hes got a long lead line on him, probably 30 ft, so hes off doing whatever and ny sister is kinda dazed, still sleepy. Homeboy fucking TAKES OFF and runs into the woods behind y house, taking that lead with him and a good chunk of my sisters pal skin. Whatever he's chasing has speed, and hes keeping up with it. So l run outside cause shes screaming his name and start to take off after him. 1 thought that mother fucker would get caught on a tree due to the lead but nope was I wrong. Now the woods probably go a mile back before they hit road, and then stretch around s miles hotizontally I'm worried this dumb dog is gonna run into the street and get hit, so l run the mile to the street (with my very out of shape body. 1 honestly thought I was going to die). After like r5 minutes of tripping and trying to make my way through this damn jungle, I get to the street. At this point 1 still look a human so nothing happens, 1 dont see him anywhere, and 1 run back to the house cause I've realized I'm in a tank top and boxer shorts with no shoes and its tick season. So I change into a big ass sweatshirt and sweat pants and boots even though its almost oo degrees out because I do not want to have to deal with ticks After chugging some water 1 take back off, this time going horizontally 1 caught sight of something running so l took off, yelling ny brains out managing to sprain my ankle and rip half my hair outta my ponytail in the process Around a mile downl lose sight of it so l turn and hike the mile back to the street just to make sure it didn't go that way After that I go back to my house, and then return to the spot where i last saw him and continue walking till Imlike 2 miles away So my trip so far has been mile to street> mile home > i mile hotizontally>t mile to street >2 miles home> 2 ½ miles horizontally So I'm about ready to die. I'm covering in blood from smashing y arm one of my eyes has turned red cause a stick poked it, I've got a limp, I'm breathing like a dragon with asthma, and I'm covering in leaves and sticks I start yelling his name again and hear a bark in the distance so 1 take off and after like 5 minutes I spot him He is now howling like a banshee in distress I book it towards his dumb ass and practically tackle him, which ended up with me covered in a random assortment of shit. Cool, whatever. His leash is tied atound two trees so I unravel it and he pounces on me in relief. He's salivating like crazy so I take him to a stream near by to let him drink Mother fucker pulls me in. I'm too tired to be pissed. At this point now that I'm calming down I realize my boots are now soaking wet with both blood and water. I've got several scars on my thigh and they all got ripped open So Im gushing blood like no tomorrow.I soak my jacket in water and put it on this stupid dog so he wont get burnt on the way back and itll be a bit cooler. So now he looks even bigger then usual 1 take my shoes off and toss then over my neck and we're about to start the trek back when he takes off AGAIN. This time I'm holding the leash and 1 do not let go. He ends up slipping on a mud bank and taking me with him With are now covered head to toe in nad, shit, dirt, blood and whatever the hell else is in those woods. Some how he has ended up with no major wounds, but now I have a rock lodged in my forehead and blood in my eyes. And my shoes are gone. Whatever, 1 just want to get home. 1 pick a direction and walk until 1 end up in the back yard of someone who lives down the street. Lucky for me, this person has barbed wire in their back yard on the ground for some reason, which I trip on Now I have barbed wire practically wrapped around me like some crazy fashion statement. I wanted to get home so bad 1 didn't even bother to rip it off. I'd do that So now its like 6am, so its dark, but you can still see, and its dead quiet. I pull my sisters dog along with me, holding his collar so he cant take off again. So heres me, covered in blood, mud, and barbed wire, limping down the street, no shoes on, with a large dog wearing a jacket, which, from a distance, you cant tell. Now I smell like whatever was in those woods, and it is a strong smell, so as I walk by any house with a dog outside, that dog starts barking. Eventually the quiet is replaced with dogs howling, barking, snarling at me. 1 eventually make it back to my house, but not before passing a dude getting his newspaper or whatever He's a good distance away from me and he hesitantly calls out asking if Im okay. I respond with "yeah but I've been yelling for like 3 hours t as ungodly rasp. He goes right the fuck back in l get home, get cleaned up, get the dog cleaned up, and everythings fine UNTIL a couple nights later my mom goes to a neighborhood meeting story Turns out, there had been a black bear in the woods near my house, which people had been keeping an eye out for, but instead they saw (what they thought) was a "humanoid figure covered in spikes dragging a bear covered in blood around by its neck For the next few weeks people were talking about how they heard the "hortiie screeching" and how there was blood all down the streets and on the trees. The dude who asked if I was okay was telling everybody that the "thing growled at him and he could see it had blood red eyes So now theres a rumor about a demon with razor sharp tendrils who feeds on wild animals by slashing them open and drinking their blood Rumor states that you'll hear it before you see it, and the sound it makes sounds like a howl and a scream People later found my boots covered in blood and said it was a "victim of the demon. A week later a house that was being built caught fire and that was blamed on me, as well as an accident where someone swerved to avoid something and crashed through a house. The stream turned blood red after some heavy rainfall. which was due to the mud, but also blamed on me and some mote for a couple nights (coyotes most people "spotting" the demon (which was either their imagination or the actual bear) the rumot grew and grew so now its famous in my neighborhood So yeah thats how 1 became a bear killing demon in my neighborhood. I was too embarrassed. How to become a cryptid
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Memes, 🤖, and Mundo: AaredNa Nisso Lavar as maaos salva mais vidas do que qualquer vacina, afirma Organizacao Mundial de Saude @AcreditaNisso? Onde quer q as mãos toquem, há bactérias. E a zona onde mais se concentram é na ponta dos dedos. É por isso q o mote q se assinala é "tornar a lavagem das mãos um hábito" q tem de começar logo de pequenino e q é tão importante para as famílias como nos hospitais. Antes de comer, depois de ir à casa de banho, qd se chega a casa ou numa visita ao médico. E se lavar as mãos é importante no nosso dia-a-dia, pode mesmo fazer a diferença e salvar literalmente milhões de vidas em zonas subdesenvolvidas, como na África subsariana ou no sudeste asiático, onde todos os anos morrem cerca de 2,5 milhões de crianças com infeções respiratórias ou diarreia. Não é por acaso q lavar as mãos tem dois dias mundiais: um criado pela Organização Mundial de Saúde a 5 de maio e outro, o q se assinala hoje, q surge de um movimento q junta entidades privadas e publicas como a Unicef. Estudos feitos por todo o mundo, mostram q nos hospitais os únicos sítios sem bactérias são os caixotes do lixo pq se usam os pés para abrir e q há bactérias q deixaram o ambiente hospitalar e foram encontradas nos autocarros q circulam mais próximos dos hospitais. É nos hospitais q concentra o maior perigo pq é onde estão as pessoas mais fragilizadas. "Há bactérias normais para as quais os médicos prescrevem um antibiótico q as mata. A questão é q o excesso de antibióticos está a levar à existência de resistências. A bactéria é um sistema vivo e se as alimentarmos com antibióticos q as tornam mais fortes é um perigo. Qdo têm de passar de um lado para o outro, as bactérias precisam de um vetor. E aqui está o problema da higiene das mãos. Queremos hospitais seguros e a lavagem das mãos é uma das medidas". Ensine em casa o fundamental às crianças: molhar o suficiente as mãos com água, usar sabonete e esfregar durante 20 segundos para fazer espuma e enxaguar em água corrente para q fiquem bem limpas. Fonte: Dn.pt . Qtas vezes por dia vc lava as mãos? . SIGAM-ME OS BONS ➡️ @Nandinhatw

@AcreditaNisso? Onde quer q as mãos toquem, há bactérias. E a zona onde mais se concentram é na ponta dos dedos. É por isso q o mote q se as...

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