Roberto ॐ

A heavy baseline is my kind of silence

[Luis Miguel O ÚNICO☭ @MalaguetaMiguel]

É sempre um corvo que tá fazendo algo foda e punk p krl

[lan menininho @lanzuxo]

pra mim, sem dúvidas, o maior plot twist da vida é virar adulto e perceber que não existem adultos

[Blaxx🦇 @biggblaxxx]

Me going back and forth between healed and insane every day

[Liza @Li33aaa]

Guys you realize this is a good thing, right? They will Not eradicate the children with down syndrome. The gonna remove the syndrome from the Children. The Children will still be born but healthy. Down Syndrome is so much more than only a cute personality pls inform yourself

[Ricky Zaccaglino @RickyTheGuido]

Hey @grok,

How many Hiroshima atomic bombs would be the equivalent of what Israel has dropped on Gaza?

Say the number first.

[Ibou, of Self Made @BackupHangman]

Nigga what 😭

[yas @livftbc]

growing up north african I thought having Ferrero Rocher chocolate was peak filth & wealth

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Eight people sealed themselves in a glass dome to prove humanity could feed itself on plants, and spent two years starving in front of the world's press.

Biosphere 2 cost a hundred and fifty million dollars. Three acres of Arizona desert under sealed glass, eight crew, door shut on 26 September 1991, nothing in or out for two years. The farm inside was worked intensively and by any agronomic measure it was superb, out-producing the most efficient smallholder farming on earth by a wide margin.

It produced 83 per cent of what they needed.

Which left Roy Walford, the crew doctor, in a sealed box with seven hungry colleagues and his own life's work. Walford was a UCLA pathologist who had spent thirty years arguing that severe calorie restriction extends lifespan. He had doubled it in mice. And here was reality handing him his own hypothesis with the door welded shut.

So he called it a health programme.

The menu became vegetables, half a glass of goat's milk a day, and meat or fish about once a week. The men lost close to a fifth of their body weight, the women about a tenth. And the markers Walford cared about behaved impeccably: blood pressure, glucose, cholesterol and triglycerides all down at least twenty per cent, into ranges any doctor would frame. He published it in PNAS in 1992.

The bloodwork was magnificent. The people were falling apart.

Jane Poynter wrote the book afterwards. Fatigue, depression, mental fog, and a preoccupation with food that ate the entire interior life of the crew. They stole from each other. They split into two factions that stopped speaking. The ecological research the building had been constructed for was largely abandoned by people who no longer had the headroom for anything past the next meal. The ants and cockroaches, by contrast, were thriving.

The air was leaving too. Oxygen started at 20.9 per cent and kept dropping and nobody knew where it was going. Columbia eventually worked it out: the concrete was quietly eating it. So oxygen had to be pumped in from outside, which is an interesting result for a sealed world.

Walford's verdict on the mutiny is the whole thing in one sentence. He said afterwards that any other physician aboard would have panicked and declared they were starving, but that he knew they were on a programme of health enhancement.

He knew. Seven other people, visibly wasting, were simply mistaken.

He came out in 1993, developed ALS, blamed the conditions inside, and died in 2004 aged 79 after years on 1,600 calories a day in pursuit of a longer life. The mice got double. He did not make it to average for an American professor.

Every argument you have heard this decade was already in that building. Grow it locally. Take the animals out. Eat less. Watch the numbers improve.

Eight of the most motivated humans alive, handed three acres of the best-managed farmland on the planet and no meat, could not feed themselves.

The press reported the fighting as a personality clash.

[Roberto ॐ @WhatIsLife001]

Ontem fui sair e tal, fui dormir às 10 da manhã e acordei todo destruído. Começo a achar que estou a ficar velho xD

[Feru ✭ @ferupity]

You are not a baddie. You’re just half naked and niggas are horny

[DUMB B!TCH @dumbbitchzine]

I popped 6 pressed pills of ecstasy one night as a teen and suddenly remembered I had to be at my new barista job at 5am. So I rolled right on over to the job, post-peak but still very much high. I have no clue how I was perceived the entire time, however, there was one incident where one of the moms from the kids craft center next door was paying for her coffee. She handed me a $20 bill and I gave her back something like .50 cents change. She said “I just gave you a twenty.” I said “yes, I know.” “Hello? I just gave you a twenty.” “Yeah…” “You gave me .50 cents back.” “Okay…? Right, yeah…” “Umm, I JUST GAVE YOU A TWENTY. YOU GAVE ME 50 CENTS BACK.” I stared at her. I stared at the screen. I stared at her. I stared at the screen. I finally noticed that I wasn’t looking at the part of the screen where it shows you the difference. I was looking at the tax. “Ohhhh! I’m sorry...” (I most likely creepily mumble-laughed to myself here). The lady grabbed the correct change out of my hand in a huff, shaking her head and frowning in shock, anger and disgust. I stood there at the register, haplessly hallucinating to myself.

I could see the mom talking to another mom in the distance. I watched her mouth move and paranoiacally tried to activate supersonic hearing. I heard her saying “that girl, was SO STUPID. She was SO. STUPID. *chatterchatterchatter* The STUPIDEST barista *chatterchatterchatter* THEE STUPIDEST *chatterchatterchatter* THAT GIRL…SO STUPID….SO. STUPID. SOOOOO STUUUPID…” The words echoed on and on because I was also hallucinating. I just stood there with my heart thumping and mouth gaping open, trying to pretend to look somewhere else or look like I was doing something else because they looked at me and she pointed at me. I think I worked about one more shift there until I was fired.

[MERICA MEMED @Mericamemed]

Long story: shortened

[soup🕷️ @thrluv]

when are they gonna invent a zero calorie cigarette with 20g of protein in it

[ຸ @fvckfemi_]

that awkward moment when that one weirdly specific moment u saw in a dream weeks ago is playing out right in front of you

[Michael @Socdem_Michael]

He’s doing the meme irl

[The Night Warrior @WarriorNight007]

There’s always one in the group who’s way too smart.

[🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿InsideLucysHead🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿© @InsideLucysHead]

A German walks into a bar and orders a beer...

The bartender tells him, "20 euros!"

The German is shocked, "20 euros? yesterday it was only 3 euros !"

"Well, today it is 20 euros."

"But why 20, damn it?"

Bar tender, "I'll explain it,

3 euros is beer,

3 to help Ukraine,

4 assistance to European countries who have imposed sanctions and are not members of the EU.

4 euros in aid to the UK, for successful implementation of sanctions against Russia.

Then 3 euros are sent to the Balkan countries as aid to buy furnace coal. 

and finally, 3 euros for a gas subsidy for the EU and fund to help maintain sanctions!"

The German silently took out the money and gave the bartender 20 euros.

The bartender took them, entered in the cash register and gave him 3 euros back.

German in disbelief : "Wait, you said 20 euros, right? I gave you 20, why are you giving me back 3 euros?"

"Ahh... We have no beer!"

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Activist: "Your cows are putting carbon into the atmosphere."

Farmer: "Where did they get it?"

Activist: "What?"

Farmer: "The carbon. Where did the cow get it before it put it anywhere."

Activist: "From... eating?"

Farmer: "From eating grass. And where did the grass get it."

Activist: "The soil?"

Farmer: "The air. The grass pulled it out of the air last spring. The cow ate the grass. The cow breathed some of it back out. It went back into the air it came from."

Activist: "But it's still going into the atmosphere."

Farmer: "It's going back. There's a difference between a thing going somewhere and a thing going back. You've described a circle and you're frightened of it."

Activist: "Then just don't have the cow."

Farmer: "The grass still dies in autumn. It rots where it falls. The carbon goes back into the air either way, just without anyone getting fed in the middle."

Activist: "It's not that simple."

Farmer: "It's grass, cow, breath, grass. Or it's grass, rot, air, grass. Same circle, fewer dinners. If that's complicated for you I'd stay away from the water cycle. That one's got clouds in it."