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20 Out Of This World Facts About The Universe That Will Sweep You Off Your Feet

We’ve compiled a list of the 20 most incredible facts about the universe you will ever come across. The infinite expanse of stars and galaxies are riddled with mysteries which leading scientists and experts are yet to explore. In their quest to unearth the hidden secret of the universe, startling facts and information have emerged - 20 of which we’ve featured below.

1. When you look into the night sky, you are looking back in time.

Originally posted by apparently-artless

 When we gaze at stars in the night sky, we are actually looking into the past. This happens because light emitted from a star has to travels many light years ahead to actually become visible to our eyes. For  example, Orion is 640 light-years away, so the light left the star around 1370 is what we are seeing now.


2. The Hubble telescope allows us to look back billions of years into the past

Originally posted by dreamofthedragon

NASA releases some incredible images of space, from time to time, and it’s made possible with The Hubble Telescope. Here’s an image which is a collection of 10,000 images captured by The Hubble. 


3. You can watch the Big Bang on your television

Cosmic background radiation is an after effect of the Big Bang, the event that allegedly gave birth to the universe. This can actually be seen on television where the old fuzzy noise we saw contains 1% of the same radiation. 


4. There’s a giant cloud of alcohol in Sagittarius B

Sagittarius B, is a huge cloud of vinyl alcohol whizzing in space near the Milky Way. It’s important as it leaves crucial information for scientists about how early life forms originated in space.


5. There’s a planet-sized diamond in Centaurus named after a Beatles song

Originally posted by iclalove

A planet , made completely of diamond, which has been called Lucy by scientists after the Beatles song, “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds,”  can be found 50 light years away in Centaurus and weighs in a mind boggling 10 billion-trillion-trillion carats. 


6. It takes 225 million years for our Sun to travel around the galaxy

Originally posted by toomanythoughtanddreams

While our planets in the solar system circumnavigate the Sun, the star itself it on a orbit around the Milky Way. And if we’re counting in humans years, it takes 225 million years to complete the journey. 


7. Our solar system’s biggest mountain is on Mars

The tallest mountain in our solar system is Olympus Mons, located on Mars. It’s calculated  to be three times taller than Everest, spanning 600 kilometers across and 26 kilometers in height. 


8. Uranus spins on its side, with some rather strange results

Originally posted by spaceplasma

Uranus is not just unique because of its strange spinning, but the consequences of that effect results in 42 consecutive years of summer sunlight followed by another 42 consecutive winter darkness.


9. A year on Venus is shorter than its day

Originally posted by spaceplasma


Venus is the slowest rotating planet in our solar system - it takes longer to finish a rotation on its axis than orbit the entire Sun!


10. Neutron stars are the fastest spinning objects known in the universe

The fastest spinning known pulsar, a neutron star which emits a radiation beam as light, cycles on a whopping 70,000 km per hour speed.


11. A spoonful of a neutron star weighs about a billion ton

Neutron stars are unimaginably dense, in fact one spoonful of one such star would weigh around a billion tons!


12. The Voyager 1 spacecraft is the most distant human-made object from Earth

In 1977, the Voyager 1 and Voyager 2 were released into space as an ambitious project and are still cruising the outskirts of our galaxy and maybe beyond to help us explore space even further.


13. Voyager 1 captured the most distant photograph of Earth

The same spacecraft, Voyager 1, took the most distant photograph of Earth: Voyager 1 took a shot of the Earth from the far reaches of space in 1990, and the small speck at the end of the image that is the world we’re living on right now became known as the Pale Blue Dot. Astronomer Carl Sagan noted,“From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it’s different. Consider again that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.”


14. Scientists are looking for evidence of extraterrestrial life on Earth

Originally posted by ajshostak

One of the most exciting mysteries of the universe is a quest to find aliens, or as termed by scientists a project called The Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence (SETI), where they are pulling n all data about extraterrestrial life on other planets through evidence they have at their hands.


15. It is estimated there are 400 billion stars in our galaxy

Originally posted by thelucidnation

Our own Sun is one of 400 billion others, some astoundingly larger, some smaller, in the Milky Way alone. 


16. There could be 500 million planets capable of supporting life in our galaxy

“Goldilocks Planets” are  habitable planets which fall into a specific zone around the star to make life sustainable on it. Many factors come into play to get this perfect distance such as temperature, atmospheric content, water, chemical compounds on the surface etc. 


17. There are probably more than 170 billion galaxies in the observable universe

Based on extensive calculations, using data from the Hubble Telescope and as far as it can see into space, there’s a probable 170 billion galaxies besides our own Milky Way.


18. There could be an infinite number of universes

Originally posted by sci-universe

Speculative theories in advanced branches of science such as mathematics, quantum mechanics and astrophysics have summed up that we could be living in a “multiverse”- a convergence of an infinite number of universes. 


19. The human brain is the most complex object in the known universe

Originally posted by teapotsandroses

Our brain is a blueprint for the most complex network in the universe, with over a hundred billion neurons and quadrillion connections- this system isn’t even the tip of the iceberg which we know about what our brains have the potential to achieve.


20. We are all made of stardust

Originally posted by drugsruleeverythingaroundme

Carl Sagan beautifully summarises this fact, “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.” In fact, every element on Earth transpired from a burning heart of a star.

When everyone in telecomms gets the guillotine tumblr will transform into a complex network of tin cans with strings attached that we can scream into

on steven universe and villainy

Originally posted by spicyghostpepper

i feel parts of the su fandom is kinda obsessed with the villain label lately, and the idea of that someone is still a villain even if they’re sympathetic.

it’s telling that in the last 24 hours alone, i’ve seen several posts about how important it is that blue diamond is a villain. not going into her motivation or worldview, mind you, the focus was the label. it never amounts to much, that word just seems like a stand-in for whether or not you ~condone their actions. 

here’s the problem with that: people can do bad things, terrible things, without being perceived as villains. judging a character not on actions, but on whether or not they have “redeemable qualities”, is shallow at best and dangerous at worst. i saw a lot of that with peridot and jasper before: peridot isn’t worth calling out. she’s “not really” a villain. she’s funny! she’s a dork!

Originally posted by lluminova

(this is literally no different than jasper threatening to shatter steven, it’s just presented in a less serious lens. do with that what you will.)

discussion on whether those are “redeemable” qualities aside… so what? i don’t care if garnet does them or yellow diamond does. i care very much about the consequences + motivations behind it, mind you, but not whether or not you would consider the character a “villain”. 

the show trusts YOU to make some of those calls for yourself, and “redeeming qualities” shouldn’t be a get out of jail-free card where your actions don’t matter. if the only characters we could “judge” were villains, people could get away with a lot of crap. i don’t want that.

on the flipside, take jasper - a character who, i think unfairly, is oft dismissed as a villain. she has very sympathetic reasons for the vast majority of what she does, and it all makes sense within her worldview. she holds herself to the exact same standards as everyone else, if not more so. she’s been through so much trauma and abuse, i think she could qualify for the “top 3 characters spending big portions of their life being miserable”. she’s always fighting for something she perceives as just. she doesn’t see herself as a paradigm of morality, mind you, but her goal? that’s untouchable to her.  

now, she’s also a stubborn, desperate asshole who drag you to the damn ends of the earth if you’ve done something she perceives as unforgivable. her standards are harsh, and her excellence in her role has forced her down a path of violence towards her enemies. 

Originally posted by aerozakdyl

she can be both. the bigger point here is, steven universe doesn’t shy away from anyone’s flaws. so… the whole “villain” thing feels a little silly to me. the crew actively says no to whether that applies to anyone. actions matter, but no one in this show “beyond saving”, so… i don’t see the point in bickering over a label that has no bearing on whether a character is deeply flawed, or will be killed off. the first is yes, the latter is no.

blue diamond is neglecting her people by wallowing in emotion, and acts out of love for a fellow diamond. lapis looks out for lapis first, but she’s also deeply hurt. yellow diamond isn’t being rational, but she holds herself to the same standards of performing her role as anyone else. pearl? can drag others into her self-loathing, and she’s willing to sacrifice for those she loves. amethyst? can focus on her own insecurities to the point of ignoring others, but once she knows how others feel, she cares so much! 

look, whether you wanna call someone a villain… isn’t the point. what bothers me is the discussion feels like it’s been… for lack of a better term, dumbed down. it’s less about characters than forcing a label that, really, doesn’t mean anything here. it’s all rhetoric and setting up expectations that isn’t what the show is going for. 

rebecca sugar: it’s a fantasy show. i think it’s a fantasy that no one is truly evil. i don’t know if that’s true in reality, but it’s certainly true on my fantasy. why wouldn’t it be? (x)

this isn’t gonna end with anyone being killed, or left to rot. the show is about slowly understanding why they think the way they do. that’s true for all the characters. none of them are going to be the big bad who, while sympathetic, still has to “go down”. i hope that’s not what you’re hoping for. 

we’re gonna find out more about the resource crisis, caste system, and how the diamonds came about in the first place. the thing about context is, it changes the way we view things. the show’s already told us that. it’s not going to be as simple as one person to blame all the world’s problems on. 

heck, they told us that in season one:

(pearl on humanity)

we’re weaving together the worldviews of every character to show that complex network of interrelated forces. we’re filling out the complete, nuanced picture. i don’t pretend to know exactly how it will go down, but so far, su has been fantastic at making the characters make sense, deep flaws and all. in a way, that makes you question what you would do in their situation, and from there, the viewer can judge how much empathy they deserve. 

that’s been true for jasper, peridot… why wouldn’t it be true for every character?

*feels guilty and ashamed for enjoying sex*


*feels guilty and ashamed for having an orgasm*

anonymous asked:

Ok so imagine in the spn world there's a "french men of letters" any headcanons as a french xD ?

Hi anon ^^

I LOVE YOUR QUESTION!! OMG, I’m gonna have so much fin with this one xD Ok, let’s go!

1) Richelieu founded the French Men of Letters in 1635, the same year as the Académie Française (French Academy). They were the biggest and best well kept secret of the French kingdom, then of the French Republic. They work on their own, have “carte blanche” but secretly receive money from the French government because they are useful to the nation. They never appear on any register though.

2) Working during the French Revolution was a pain in the ass but things got better with Napoleon who gave The Men of Letters an unlimited funding after his troops were attacked by a bunch of demons in 1804.

3) Gustave Eiffel was a Man of Letters and so were the Chevalier d’Eon, Marie Curie (poor Pierre never knew about his wife’s activities), Madame Yvonne de Gaulle (wife of General de Gaulle) even if they all denied these allegations.

4) The top of the Eiffel Tower (built by Gustave Eiffel, what a coincidence…) is an observation post that is used by the MOL to spot any suspect/paranormal activity happening in the French capital city. The top of Notre-Dame de la Garde, a famous church in Marseille, is also an observation spot.

5) Rumors says that The MOL’s HQ is located in an abandoned subway station on Line 10 of the Paris subway, Mabillon, or in the complex network of underground tunnels right below the Paris Opéra.

6) The Phantom of the Opera wasn’t a legend. The French Men of Letters helped hunters to catch him in 1881. Gaston Leroux, the son of a hunter, wrote the whole story in 1910, inspired by the stories told by his dad.

7) Only a few members of the organization know about the location of a gate of hell, somewhere on the French territory. In 1999, the gate of hell was almost opened but the MOL prevented the worse. The brief opening “only” caused a series of cyclones over the country.

8) The Cafés are the biggest information network of the French Men of Letters. They are their eyes and ears and the French “garçons” are the best informants you could hope for. The Cafés being replaced by Starbucks coffees and hipsters bars are currently a big problem.

9) The French MOL stopped the big vampire invasion of 1992. You’ve never heard about it? It’s normal, it’s because they stopped it, silly.

10) The Parisians Men of Letters are hated by the rest of the French Men of Letters because the Paris Division is just a bunch of “pretentious assholes” but the Paris Division doesn’t care because they despise the other Men of Letters anyway. They are better than the others and they know it. Please. The rivalry was temporarily set aside during the previously mentioned 1992 vampire invasion because they had to collaborate on this big problem.

11) At 12:00, everybody stops their work/hunt/whatever because it’s lunch. We are not savages.

12) The Parisian MOL are often late to MOL meetings because the local trains are always late and because the traffic on the Périphérique (a belt highway around Paris) is just terrible.

13) The MOL are on strike at least twice a year because “we can’t work in these conditions!! I mean, look at the Brits and all the stuff they have!! It’s an absolute scandal!!”. These strikes granted, among other things, a new Nespresso coffee machine, a high speed internet connection in MOL’s bunkers around the country, two weeks of paid vacations, a grenade launcher per employee and new silver bullets.

14) In July 2006, the French MOL briefly stopped their diplomatic relations with the Italian Men of Letters after the World Cup Finale because of the Zidane/Materazzi incident . It was Materazzi’s fault anyway, a position that wasn’t shared by the Italian branch, hence a brief cold in the relation that was put to an end in early August of the same year when a bunch of demons were causing troubles at the French-Italian border.

15) The vault of the French Men of Letters contains object such as a possessed apple, the one that terrified Annecy in 1585, the armor of Joan of Arc, a letter by Victor Hugo to a newspaper revealing the existence of the Men of letters and that was intercepted just in time (nice try Vic), the body of a Korrigan and of the Beast of Gévaudan, a gun by Casimir Lefaucheux, french gunsmith, that has the same property as The Colt (unfortunately, there is no more bullet left). Not to forget the body of the shape shifter that briefly replaced Marie-Antoinette in 1782.

16) They heard about the Winchesters but thank fuck, the elder one is afraid of flying and will never come to France. The last thing the MOL needs are these guys in the streets of Paris or Lyon (we have enough problems, thank you very much). There’s no space to park the Impala anyway.

I think we are gonna stop there! Thanks again xD

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Sorano design- Takumi Uchu

I am a web designer and director living in Ishikawa Prefecture of Japan.
I like space, science and media art.
My works are imagined from the behavior of microscopic particles to the macroscopic universe by using Processing, openFrameworks etc.
Also, I’m interested in Data visualization of the data of the universe and natural phenomena,and a complex system of network.
石川県在住のWebデザイナー/Webディレクターです。
宇宙や科学好き。

twitter : @takumi_uchu

巨視的な宇宙から微視的な粒子の振る舞いまで、自分の想像に任せてコードで表現しています。
ジェネラティブ・アートと言われる、プログラミングによるランダムと秩序を生成する視覚表現で、
抽象的でありながら有機的なデザインの研究をしています。
また、宇宙や自然現象のデータを利用したデータビジュアライゼーション、複雑系のネットワークにも興味があります。

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Interlude

2 weeks.

He meets her in Paris. In a small café on a busy street corner.
She is sitting at one of the tables outside in the sun.
She’s smoking.
As his shadow falls on her, she slowly lifts her eyes.
Her full lips twist into a smile.

“Mr. Holmes,” she says, putting out her cigarette.

“Ms. Adler,” he replies calmly and takes off his hat.

Irene tilts her head, scrutinizing him. His dyed hairs, now light brown and short. His eyes shimmering in an unfamiliar brown. Contact lenses. He wears everyday jeans and a big sweater. His disguise is not extravagant. But it is enough.

“Is this going to be our dinner after all?” She finally asks, raising an eyebrow.

She almost elicits a smile from him. Almost.
He sits down with her.
There is a lot of activity around them. People rush past, on their way to work. A few playing children rush through the tables, giggling and cheering. They avoid an angry waiter and disappear in an alley. A dog barks after them.

“I read it in the paper,” Irene says, stirring her coffee. “Spectacular. But of course I did not believe it for a moment. ”

“Of course,” says Sherlock. He is not surprised. She probably even waited for his message. She is smart. Maybe the smartest of them all. Because she did not just see the surface. She has taken a look behind his facade. She knows that he knows.

“So this is where it starts?” She asks after a moment of silence.

“Yes. Here it starts. Moriarty’s network is complex. But every knot can be loosened,” Sherlock says.

She nods and takes a sip of her coffee. “I have a condition,” she says.

Sherlock looks at her, questioningly.

“If I’m to help you, Mr. Holmes, then you’re going to promise me that you’ll tell him, in the end. When you return to London.”

She does not have to continue. He knows what she wants to say.
The words hit him hard. They remind him of what he left behind in London. He swallows and looks at his hands, which lie folded on the table. “He would not want to hear it. He … ”

Suddenly, her hand is on his and he looks up. Meets her open eyes. “He wants to hear it, Sherlock. Believe me. He does. You should stop thinking that you don’t deserve the happiness that is actually within your grasp. It is not too late. You still have it in your hand.”
She squeezes his hand and smiles.

He wishes he could believe her. He can’t.
But he promises her anyway.

~

A few weeks and first arrests later, the network of knots and connected lines has expanded and not diminished.
Sherlock understands that it will take longer than expected.
He leaves France and Irene Adler with a certain melancholy.
Because he has to travel the rest of the way alone.

*

6 months.

The world that Sherlock has entered is dark and full of abysses.
Intrigues, lies and atrocities are everywhere.
The men who serve the spider, even after his death, are unscrupulous.
Sherlock finds them one after one.
He joins them.
Imitates them.
Lives their lives.

He has the feeling of breaking a piece of himself every day.

His nights are restless. The few hours of sleep he gets are pervaded by nightmares.
Sometimes he dreams of John.
Of John, committing suicide.
John, losing his mind.
John, never learning the truth. Because Sherlock is not there to tell him.In these moments, he is only too aware of what he otherwise tries to repress.
He is in love with John.
And Moriarty achieved his goal.
He burned the heart out of Sherlock’s chest.

Because what’s worse than knowing that the person you love thinks you didn’t want to exist anymore?

*

1 year.

He meets John in Oklahoma.

It’s just one of the many “Johns” he comes across on his travels. These are fleeting encounters that usually consist of little more than a few mumbled words. Sometimes the “Johns” are shopkeepers or gas station attendants.
Sometimes they are homeless people or street musicians.
They are always people that are easy to forget.
But the pain that follows the encounters, and the images they bring to the surface, are not so easy to repress.

This time, “John” is a student. It’s the first “John” he doesn’t consult for a case.

He meets him in a bar.
The first eye contact between them is only fleeting. But eyes involuntarily twitch back to the starting point. Collect information. The tall man at the table in the corner smiles and pushes a bubble gum from the right to the left corner of his mouth. His eyes are deep blue. His hair is sandy blond.
Sherlock sips his drink and drums a nervous rhythm on the counter with his fingertips. He averts his eyes and looks at the clock on the wall opposite him.
It’s late, but way too early to go to a dreary hotel room and sleep for a few restless hours. Steps beside him interrupt his thoughts.
It is the young man.
Long time student. Gay. Smokes too much. Cat owner …

“John,” says the man, reaching out a hand. Sherlock flinches involuntarily.

Of course …
He runs a hand over his mouth and tries to smile. “William.” He squeezes the offered hand. It’s warm and dry.
They don’t say much more before they get up in silent agreement and go to the restrooms.
More isn’t really necessary for this.
The toilet is abandoned. It smells of alcohol and urine.
On the wall, offensive graffiti overlap with obscene scribbles and barely legible phone numbers.
Sherlock doesn’t care.
He is slightly drunk and aroused.
He is warm. The cool wall on which he leans is a sharp contrast to the heat his body seems to emit.
He leans his head back and blinks into glaring neon light.
He puts a hand on John’s head.

The orgasm is bitter. Not what he expected. But probably what he deserves.

Later, when he is in his dreary hotel room, he takes his head in both hands and spends half the night like that.

~

He finds death somewhere in Baghdad - almost.
In the shape of a heavily built man with cold eyes.
The fight is short but fierce.
Sand whirls around them as they wrestle.
The man is strong. He is a killer. Killing is his world. His reality. He has no qualms.
Sherlock is the opposite. And for a moment he thinks

this is the end.

The man breaks some ribs. The pain is blazing white.
He cries out and for a moment the world goes black. As the colors return, the man has both hands around his neck - and presses.
Sherlock gasps for breath and his hands brush through the hot sand. After something. Something …
Then: a rock.
Sherlock grabs it and gathers all his remaining strength.
He hits the stone against the man’s temple. Once. Twice.
The man grunts and lets go of him. Drops to the side. Unconscious.
Sherlock stares at the motionless figure and breathes heavily.
Something rattles in his lungs and he coughs.
His chest is burning. Ribs. Broken. Two? Three?
He barely makes it to a doctor.

That night, he recovers an old friend. Morphine.

~

He withdraws in India. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere in an abandoned building. It is hell.
A street dog with a broken leg keeps him company sometimes. Sherlock shares his bread with him and buries his face in the - lousy? - soft fur when the pain laces his throat and takes his breath away.
The dog patiently waits and licks Sherlock’s face. He surely knows pain.
After a few days, when the withdrawal symptoms disappear, the dog doesn’t come back.
Sherlock wants to imagine that he had found a pack. Or had been brought to a doctor by someone.
Maybe.

*

23 months.

He is in Serbia when everything goes to hell.

The hotel room is full of dust and spiderwebs. Somewhere, pop music blares without pause and without meaning.
He can’t sleep anyway.
He stares at his cell phone. At the words he typed. The words he will send to John.
They blur before his eyes.
He blinks hard and runs a hand over his face. Although it is freezing, here in Serbia, he sweats without ceasing.
“John. I’m not dead. I’ll be back soon. I’m sorry. I can explain everything. - SH”
He takes a deep breath. His thumb hovers over the key that will send this message.
And almost immediately he hears Mycroft’s voice in his head.

Too soon, Sherlock. Too. Soon.

It’ll be over soon, Sherlock thinks. It’s over soon and I … I can’t do this anymore.
Two years.
Two years have almost passed.
I want to hear his voice.
I want … I want him to know that I exist.
I want to go back.


But in the end, he deletes the message. Because it is too soon indeed.

I want to go back …

The thought dominates him and urges the information about his next - and last, finally last … - mission in the background of his mind palace …
The next day he makes the first mistake. He knocks over a domino and triggers a chain reaction, at the end of which he finds himself in a cellar and learns how insignificant any physical pain he had felt until then, was compared to the agony of torture.

*

2 years.

He is back and London hasn’t changed.
It’s like time has stopped here.
Well, it didn’t stop for him.
He carries a bag full of memories he doesn’t want.
Some of the memories are burned on his body.
Scars that may never disappear.
He is at home and yet not at home.
In London, but not in Baker Street.
He looks out the window of his hospital room and wonders where John is now.
Mycroft has forbidden him any contact.
Not yet.
Later.
Patience.
But Sherlock has been waiting long enough.
Mycroft looked hurt when Sherlock’s fist hit his chin. But there had been understanding in his eyes. And a certain amount of pity that hit Sherlock harder than anything else.
Sherlock lowers his head.
He still feels a dull ache in his back that constantly reminds him of the past two years. And the bitter ending. Bandages can stop bleeding. But they don’t stop memories.
As the door opens behind him, he awaits Mycroft and murmurs softly, “Piss off. I don’t want to talk. Not if you put the word patience in your mouth again.”
But instead of a snappy remark, he hears a loud gasp.
It sounds frightened and incredulous.
Sherlock frowns and slowly turns around.
He freezes.
John.
John stands in the door and stares at him. With eyes wide open.
Sherlock swallows. “John,” he says softly.
John.
It is John.
The true, the right John.
John.


“Sher … Sherlock,” John stumbles and a tear falls slowly over his cheek.

Time seems to stand still as they look at each other.
At some point, Sherlock says softly, “I’m sorry, John.”
And John slowly walks towards him.
Sherlock closes his eyes. He expects so many things.
Shouting.
Maybe even punches.
After all, that is what he deserves.
But he does not expect John to pull him into his arms.
Hugging him softly. Careful, avoiding pressure on his back.  – So he already knows … - and beginning to cry silently at his chest.
Sherlock returns the hug after a brief moment of shock.

“Where have you been,” John murmurs barely audible.

“Far away,” Sherlock says tonelessly. “Too far away.”

And as John holds him, as they hold each other, Sherlock suddenly knows it’s true. John wants to hear it. He wants to hear it.
Maybe it’s really not too late.
After all, what can he lose now?
So he tells John.
And fulfills a promise.


Corrected by @bakerstreet-irregular, thank you <3

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After three years of studying computer science/engineering at university I think I can make a sort of post about this matter. There are some misconceptions about IT degrees. So many. In the following lines, I’ll try to put together the main ones I currently have faced. I’ve been asked to make a post like this some time ago, so here it is. I’m focusing on computer science/computer engineering since it’s what I am studying.

The summer before I started my first year of university I was freaking out. Not only did I go to study at university but also I was going to study computer science/engineering! I love computers and that, but little did I know about computers to be honest. So my first thought was what computer should I buy. And here we go with the classic macbook vs laptop battle. My dad bought me a laptop so I didn’t think about really about this (as a note, it’s not the best laptop, but it’s enough at least for now). If you are wondering what computer should you buy for computer science, but you whatever you like the most, but I suggest you to have in mind that it doesn’t matter if you choose a laptop or a macbook. If you have enough money and you want a macbook, go for it. If you don’t or you don’t like macbook, you have other options. Choose wisely.

I was told that I would be the only girl in the class. Well, so the first day of university came and I couldn’t see a single girl in the hall. It turned out that there were about 12 girls in my class and about 80 boys (depending on the class). In my last semester I’ve been in a class where I was the only girl and as a consequence of several classes being minority, I get used to be the only girl and I felt stronger someway.

One thing more I was told it was that people on this degrees were a bunch of nonsocial, unatracttive and weird genius. To be honest this was something that scared me too, because I didn’t want to be alone. But again, this was untrue; of course, there are a few weird people, but mostly of them are nice people. I haven’t still seen a genius, just hard-working people.

I realized since the very beginning of my academic journey that when I told people what I am studying, there are three reactions I can observe in people:

  1. The “pfff, that’s a difficult degree” reaction.
  2. The “pfff, that’s a difficult degree for a woman” reaction.
  3. The *open the mouth for a while and say nothing* reaction.

But is computer science or computer engineering difficult?”, that’s another thought that made me head spin. All right, it is. I am not going to lie. It is difficult. Really difficult, but once you get the hang of studying, organizing and thinking, everything will be easier. Personally I wasted a year trying to learn how to think and study for the classes. I was stuck into the high school habits and I didn’t want to change them. If I have learnt something about university (or life) is that you have to be ready for switching and don’t be afraid of changes.

I would like to work as a computer scientist/computer engineer/software engineer/… but I’m not good at mathematics/physics/…”. Okay, computer science/engineering is difficult but not that hard (I may slightly lie in the aforementioned question, except calculus, calculus is evil). I mean, professors start with the very basics of every class, and it isn’t usually very difficult. Plus most of them are willing to clear up your questions in office hours. I have some friends who are really bad at maths and they have passed all the algebra and calculus classes. Also I have friends that didn’t want to study an IT degree, though they’d love to, because of this reason. Don’t be the person who didn’t study something because of a few hard classes. You’ll regret later.

After a couple of month, studying computer science/engineering, some people start wondering why we are studying physics, electronics and math, “when are we going to start hacking?”. Oh, well. That’s a good question. Never. WE DON’T LEARN TO HACK in university. In my first year, many classmates drop out of computer science because of this single reason. They thought they’ll learn how to hack.

At least, I will code a lot!”. Sorry again, but you are going to be programming less than you would expect. At my university, we take only 6-7 classes focused on just programming in the four years of the degree.

When you assume that most of the things you believe are not true, you’ll know more or less if you like this degree or you don’t. At the same time, people are going to ask for help. Yes, the “can you fix my [insert here ANY electronic device]?” and “can you tell me how to [any action] in [any program or website]?”. You can’t get away of these questions. Believe me or not, but if you get involved in an IT degree you are not going to study how to delete a Facebook account. You may or not may be surprised of this, but a great amount of people has asked me this question. Plus, we don’t learn how to fix smartwatches. Surprise!

At this point, people wonder what the hell computer science/engineering is about. Algebra, calculus, physics, electronics, robotics, algorithms, AI, data structures, computer security, networks, computational complexity,…

If you prefer to work solo, I have bad news for you, because you’ll need to work in teams. And this is really difficult to achieve. You will find both people who work and who don’t. You have to find a balance between your time and the others’, learn to organize the time and the work for the team project and don’t be afraid of reasonably arguing if the project is at risk. This is something to keep in mind as much as presentations skills. Yes, you need to talk in public about your work, if not in university, it will be in any job interview.  I have actually been the worst talking in public since always, but when after all the presentations I have done, I have became better. You’ll become better. So come on.

steven universe ask meme.

“Go for it, bro!”

 "Wow! Everything’s changing!“ 

"Who’s terrible idea was this?" 

"No… how long was I out?!”

 "You know I can’t handle it when you cry like that.“

 "Do you remember this place?" 

"I get mad at myself! It’s what I do!”

 "I’ll fight you, and show you how bad I am!“

 "You want to pretend that none of this ever happened. You think that I’m just a big mistake!”

“What’s a chicken?" 

"Oh! I get the joke now!" 

"You are an experience!" 

"You were the one good thing that came out of this mess. I always thought you were proud of that." 

“It’s too late! I don’t believe you anymore!”

“Isn’t it remarkable? This world is full of so many possibilities.”

“How are y’all doin’ tonight?”

“Yeah, I could rave to this.”

“Why do you look like that? Why are you so weak?”

“I don’t get what you’re planning, but look! Your base is taken! Your armies are ruined! You have failed!”

“STOP SINGING!”

“Looks like another waste of my time.”

“They kept you prisoner. They used you. This is your chance to take revenge! Come on… Just say yes.”

“You’re pointing that shield the wrong way. She’s the one you should be afraid of.”

“You can’t lie to me. I’ve seen what you’re capable of. I thought I was a brute, but you… you’re a monster.”

“It’ll be better this time. I’ve changed. You’ve changed me. I’m the only one who can handle your kind of power.”

“Please understand, if we lose, we’ll be killed. And if we win, we can never go home…”

“I thought… haven’t we… is this not how it works?”

“Who cares about how I feel? How you feel is bound to be much more interesting.”

“But you are supposed to change! You’re never the same, even moment to moment you’re allowed and expected to invent who you are.”

“Arrggh! Why do you keep destroying my things?!”

“Go ahead, wreck this place! See if I care, I already got what I needed!”

“You really think this is the end? HAHAHA! This… This is only the beginning! …Of my escape!”

“Oh my stars, you’re gonna harvest me?!”

“I’m gonna die here.”

“Yes! Feel my unbridled rage!”

“I can tell you with certainty that there are things on this planet worth protecting!”

“I’ve grown accustomed to this place, and I could probably fix the hole that I made with my giant robot.”

“What’s the problem? You’re the one getting all the good stuff! You’ve got the propeller and paint cans on your side!”

“H-2-Oh my GOSH!”

“I carried you while you took a nap.”

“I… I thought violence would be the answer.”

“You have a lobster on your butt.”

“Yes, the children are playing swords. Sorry, playing with swords.  They are bleeding.  Oh no, they are dead. Don’t call again.  …Sorry, I panicked.”

“That’s a lie. Your middle name is cutie pie.”

“It was a maelstrom of destruction and death.”

“But I think you’re just mad ‘cause you’re single.”

“Love at first sight doesn’t exist. Love takes time, and love takes work. At the very least you have to know the other person… And you literally have no idea who or what I am.”

“Get open, get honest, invent yourselves together. That’s fusion.”

“I’m not as strong as you think. I-I fell apart over this…”

“You’ll know when I’m joking.”

“I blame the cows.”

“You don’t understand! Just leave me alone.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s stay on this miserable planet, together!”

“I’m done being everyone’s prisoner! Now you’re MY prisoner! And I’m never letting you go!”

“Can’t you see? I can’t stop, not for a second.”

“For a moment, I really felt like things were different, but they’re not. No matter where I go, I’m trapped.”

“I really thought I would be living alone here.”

“Don’t put me in charge! Oh, sorry. I mean, y-you shouldn’t trust me with the boat.”

“Thanks, but I’m not putting that on my body.”

“What we had wasn’t healthy. I never want to feel like I felt with you. Never again! So just go!”

“I was terrible to you. I liked taking everything out on you. I needed to. I-I hated you. It was bad!”

“You can’t outrun me, we both have short legs!”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t forget: reckless, vulgar, loud-mouthed. That’s just what makes me so awesome!”

“In the ring, nobody can tell me what to do! And if they try, I HIT 'EM IN THE FACE WITH A CHAIR!”

“You can’t let anyone make you feel like garbage.”

“I swallowed a rock.”

“I’mma win a airplane!”

“Are you trying to kill him faster?”

“I can fit! Which way to the baby war?”

“Now we’re gonna bury you 'til you’ve learned your lesson!”

“I’m not gonna let you stand there and remind me about everything I hate about myself!”

“I never asked to be made!”

“I’m just an embarrassment to you!”

“Oh man! I think my favorite round thing was in there!”

“I need everyone’s constant approval! I need to loquaciously converse so I can show off how smart I am.”

“Humans should just stop wearing clothes… be a lot funnier.”

“If you’re trying to flush yourself down the toilet, it won’t work. Trust me, I’ve tried.”

“Homegirl knows we’re gonna beat her into a pancake.”

“You didn’t need me at all…”

“Care to explain what one of my swords was doing in your room?”

“We want to stop all wrestling everywhere! Are you going to let us destroy all wrestling? Eheheh.”

“Humans find such fascinating ways to waste their time.”

“Is water just hydrogen and oxygen “mashed together”?”

“Well, that’s perfect, because I don’t want to go with grammatically incorrect people anyway.”

“You have to feel like yourself! Sweet and considerate, and only occasionally obnoxious!”

“Just today you were crying about snakes.”

“There are… different ways of being strong.”

“I’m so sorry… I almost got us killed..!”

“Humans just lead short, boring, insignificant lives, so they make up stories to feel like they’re a part of something bigger. They want to blame all the world’s problems on some single enemy they can fight, instead of a complex network of interrelated forces beyond anyone’s control.”

“I like to watch you sleep sometimes. And by sometimes, I mean often.”

“Everything I ever did, I did for her. And now she’s gone. But I’m still here.”

“That could have gone… a lot worse.”

“You always say you’ll be the crocodile, but you never commit!”

“Have the shirts come to life and possessed the bodies of their wearers?!”

“Do you understand that cartoon show?”

“I don’t get tired; I get results.”

“I just wanted to share a few more victories with you!”

“Look! I was right! My plan worked perfectly.”

“Oh, what’s 200 years between friends?”

“Please! Tell me! How can I make you forgive me!?”

“Confident and secure and complete… You’re perfect… You’re the perfect relationship… You’re always together… I just—I wanted to be a part of that…”

“We leave for one second and everything goes off the rails!”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, we’ll build it bigger, stronger, we’ll add SEATBELT!”

“Ah, sunset. My favorite time of the day… The sun goes down and the second sun gets bigger and bigger in the sky…”

“I can’t just start listening now, I’d be lost! Just like my pants…”

“THAT’S UNUSUAL!!”

“Will you help me into my Birthday Suit?!”

“Try to act like a rich duck.”

“Fire Salt! Burn! Burn people!”

“None of you are the handsome one! I’M the handsome one!”

“I’m gonna bring the ocean back… or get really thirsty trying.”

“I have to protect you, what if somehow you get hurt? What do I do? I don’t want that for you.”

“Pizza rain! …But no pizza clouds…”

“You gotta take this online quiz: “Which Crying Breakfast Friend Are You?”!”

“Are you insecure about your relationships and how you’re perceived by other people?”

“If you’re the one protecting me… Then who’s the one protecting you!?”

“Some day soon we may be fighting some really bad guys, and when that day comes, I wanna fight with you! Together! So please… Won’t you share this jam with me?”

“Wow! You’re so articulated!”

“Home’s been awful! Here’s been awful! I thought you wanted to have a fun time but– Everyone’s been acting awful too! It - It just came with us. I don’t understand! Is it… is it me..?”

“We found a seeeecret way to track you, and we’ll never tell you how even if you ask nicely. MYAH.”

“Awwww! You’re like… an angry little slice of pie!”

“Wait! I have a better idea that doesn’t involve destroying the house!”

“That isn’t a very sound business practice.”

“Sweet, two doughnuts! One for me and one… for… uh, me.”

“I thought this was a dance party. Why isn’t anyone else dancing.”

“I don’t wanna hear anything you say, unless it’s “sorry”.”

“You’re choosing to take it personally.”

“Can’t you see I’m completely engulfed with rage.”

“But we made him feel like it was his fault. I keep looking into the future, where all of this has been solved, as if it doesn’t matter how you feel in the present. No wonder… why you think I don’t care!”

“You honestly think I’m not upset about what happened? I just wanted to do the right thing…”

“This is… not what I saw! I don’t know what happened, I-”

“All I wanna look at is you.”

my brain at its core is essentially a complex network of linear feedback shift registers and everything i say or think is ultimately predicated on the output produced by this series of circuits. my cock is hard my cock is hard my cock is hard my cock is hard my

Unrelenting criticism, especially when it is ground in with parental rage and scorn, is so injurious that it changes the structure of the child’s brain.
Repeated messages disdain are internalized and adopted by the child, who eventually repeats them over and over to himself. Incessant repetitions result in the construction of thick neural pathways of self-hate and self-disgust. Over time a self-hate response attaches to more and more of the child’s thoughts, feelings and behaviours.
Eventually, any inclination toward authentic of vulnerable self-expression activates internal neural networks of self-loathing. The child is forced to exist in a crippling state of self-attack, which eventually becomes the equivalent of full-fledged self-abandonment. The ability to support himself or take his own side in any way is decimated.
With ongoing parental reinforcement, these neural pathways expand into a large complex of network that becomes an Inner Critic that dominates mental activity.
The inner critic’s negative perspective creates many programs of self-rejecting perfectionism. At the same time, it obsesses about danger and catastrophizes incessantly. Until the inner critic is reduced, the survivor typically lives in varying degrees of emotional flashback much of the time.
—  Complex PTSD: From Surviving to Thriving, Pete Walker, pg 91-92
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How to build a human cell atlas

Aviv Regev likes to work at the edge of what is possible. In 2011, the computational biologist was collaborating with molecular geneticist Joshua Levin to test a handful of methods for sequencing RNA. The scientists were aiming to push the technologies to the brink of failure and see which performed the best. They processed samples with degraded RNA or vanishingly small amounts of the molecule. Eventually, Levin pointed out that they were sequencing less RNA than appears in a single cell.

To Regev, that sounded like an opportunity. The cell is the basic unit of life and she had long been looking for ways to explore how complex networks of genes operate in individual cells, how those networks can differ and, ultimately, how diverse cell populations work together. The answers to such questions would reveal, in essence, how complex organisms such as humans are built. “So, we’re like, ‘OK, time to give it a try’,” she says. Regev and Levin, who both work at the Broad Institute of MIT and Harvard in Cambridge, Massachusetts, sequenced the RNA of 18 seemingly identical immune cells from mouse bone marrow, and found that some produced starkly different patterns of gene expression from the rest1. They were acting like two different cell subtypes.

That made Regev want to push even further: to use single-cell sequencing to understand how many different cell types there are in the human body, where they reside and what they do. Her lab has gone from looking at 18 cells at a time to sequencing RNA from hundreds of thousands — and combining single-cell analyses with genome editing to see what happens when key regulatory genes are shut down.

The results are already widening the spectrum of known cell types — identifying, for example, two new forms of retinal neuron2 — and Regev is eager to find more. In late 2016, she helped to launch the International Human Cell Atlas, an ambitious effort to classify and map all of the estimated 37 trillion cells in the human body (see ’To build an atlas’). It is part of a growing interest in characterizing individual cells in many different ways, says Mathias Uhlén, a microbiologist at the Royal Institute of Technology in Stockholm: “I actually think it’s one of the most important life-science projects in history, probably more important than the human genome.”

Nature 547, 24–26 (06 July 2017) doi:10.1038/547024a

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Empathy involves a complex network of brain areas, and it takes some time for kids to get the hang of it.