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grigimonta · 4 years
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danismm · 4 years
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The chemist and druggist magazine, 1961.
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sickxknives · 4 years
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Some good news out of this mess! Mother Earth is resting 🌎
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you-are-another-me · 4 years
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The #COVID-19 environmental factual effect over Italy: The nationwide lockdown leads to significant decline in nitrogen dioxide (NO2) emission
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lengua-herida · 4 years
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El silencio es más cuerdo, es más delirante.
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sachingautamiation · 4 years
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Save trees save life
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scocialworm · 4 years
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THE STORY OF A BICYCLE
                                          One fine morning i was lying in the show area of the shop looking for a buyer who would eventually be my master. It was then that i realized how noisy the street has grown for the shop centers itself near the railway station. Usually at this time of year students enjoy the summer break from schools and come to shops to buy us."Us" sounds great as it is the 44th year since independence.Though humans are born I have been created. before i tell you about my creation i should clear the present scenario. So, this is a typical Indian society where we are the most important creature to be gifted to a son. For we have importance unmatched.While i am narrating you about our importance i can see a child peeping in through the glass window. If my stars are not wrong this time i hope this child is going to be my master. For i can see the glimpse in his eyes, oh wait... he has entered with his father and is pointing back at me. So, now is my chance i should look the best i can....! i checked my bells sound, fine to attract. Boy made sure for his choice and then the seat was made comfortable and the boys father paid some paper money. Finally, i would no longer be in such a noisy place...away from the engines noises that banged my ears through day and nights.
we were heading back through the streets to my new home. While i could see and sense the boys happiness for me.Looking at the logo that i beared made me remember of my creation days. You must know my creation for how i was separated from my brothers and sisters. It happened so, i suddenly woke from a years sleep while i felt the unbearable heat of the furnace. Till then i had been casted into pipe like structures and parts were added to me. for example the seat, the bell that gave me voice, the pedal and the tyres together constituting my legs, and a handle working as head to guide my way. I had made plenty of friends while we were still at the factory. Some just looked a copy of me i guessed them as my brothers. But a day came when we were separated to move into shops as show pieces until we were owned.Finally was to get a home,and by the you have read my creation i must make you aware that i am already at the house.The members of the family includes mother and a sister of  the boy. I can see the glimpse of happiness on each one's face.Perhaps i am at the right place. As per a typical indian hindu family a coconut was shattered at my disposal, and the arti was. I wished i to would have been able to taste the sweet they offered to lord vishwakarma.
Anyhow i have been living with this family for a whole 15yrs now. Those were a good time for me, as i was made to bathe everyday. i enjoyed evening rides with children on my back. But one day the boy went outside the town for further studies as i overheard them. Since then i have been lying in the garage surrounded by the darkness. Here in the garage i usually talked myself out to remain free of fear.It was too lonely through the dark that sometimes i would cry for help and try to plead the walls to let me out. But, fortune embarked for me once again and i saw the daylight. The happiness was short lived for the boy came in with a new companion which seemed moreover like me but more muscular indeed. It has something attached near its stomach which often made an irritating sound when the keys were added to the muscular body. Gradually, i got to know the part was called a motor and hence the thing was called a motorcycle.This motorcycle hated the sight of me and considered me an inferior body. My very worst fears came alive when the boy decided to get rid of me. A kabadiwala took me from the boy and i am going to be melted and to get a new birth in some other form.
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I have always been surprised by you humans who always wanted a life of leisure at all costs. For whether you have to hurt the mother earth, the motorcycle emits nothing but Carbon dioxide which pollutes the nature. I hope may the god gives you brain to respect mother nature and to take up healthy and Eco-friendly ways of transportation. Which could only be given by me and me alone.
                                                                                                                                 written by- DEEPAK CHAUHAN
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elmotoloko · 4 years
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Ginny in a chimney
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you might saw me or felt me but you don't really care.. i'm not an illusion ! yet you treat me like AIR.. but i'm not going away, i'm here to stay yes, i represent your culture - today..
all your needs of consuming, much more then you need.. the monster inside just wants you to feed your meaningless life and the fear from the death though the cravings you crave gets you closer to grave
i'm not like the terror i work really slow you don't even notice and your lungs has a hole ohhhhh your misery, man it will never come to an end you’re chasing for fun while loosing a friend
some look for solution but there is no hope they call me pollution and i tightened the rope..
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redsoullesscapain · 4 years
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I will never understand people fighting against doing something about global warming and the crisis of our pollution. Like what’s the worst that can happen if all those scientists are wrong? We make the planet cleaner? Fresher air, especially in polluted places? Not as many animals dying from human waste? Where is the downside to trying to live a cleaner life and holding corporations to the same standards for their waste as we hold the everyday person?
It’s like if you were choking a person and as you are choking said person someone tells you to stop. You could argue that it shouldn’t matter if you kill them because they will die eventually anyway. You would be correct, they will die one day, as people do, but that doesn’t mean you can kill them so stop choking them. They could die from asthma or a heart attack from panic it may not be you killing them but you certainly are not helping and you are speeding up the process. There are people that rely on that person for survival it should be the goal for them to live out a long healthy life and we should be helping them do so.
I understand it is not as simple as the example as it is not a single person doing it and it requires corporations and government participation but corporations follow what will get them points with customers and the government follows after so we should be fighting for a clean world whether you are worried about global warming or just want a clean world and fresh air. There shouldn’t be a fight over whether we should clean our home.
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existentialjellyism · 4 years
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Okay we need to stop this normalization of cheating culture, this normalization of “polyamory” this blurring lines between gender. I say this as a trans woman and any of you fucks can fight me
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moonaaluna · 4 years
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More painted stuff :)
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isulabh · 4 years
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LOCAL LIVE:
Sulabh Agarwal है जिम्मेदार नागरिक, आप भी जनपत्रकार बन निभाए अपनी जिम्मेदारी
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raworldaddress · 4 years
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Whip Trippin’ Remember when Oprah was like, “You get a car, you get a car, you get a car! Woooooo?!! Upon reflection, it’s this thing where everyONE to have one of their own, that’s just like… there’s so many of us. I mean, perhaps theirs enough to go around, enough air enough space etc.. I’m won’t act like I know shit about fossil fuels, or electric whips or hybrds but, my observation is; that’s a lot of collective milage. Not everyone has a horse, but if we all did be an awful lotta shit to clean up. Feel me? Continued Contemplation in Shared Wealth, Pooled Resources & Responsive Organization happening over here.
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