The Sprout eco pencil, developed by a group of MIT students, is made of cedar and uses graphite and clay in place of lead. A seed capsule is fitted to the end of each pencil and once they become unusable, the capsules can be planted in soil, and watered to produce a herb and vegetable patch.
Sprout pencils come in 20 varieties including tomato, basil and peppersThey can be used like traditional pencils until the graphite or clay runs outOnce placed in soil, the 100 per cent sustainable pencils sprout plantsThe pencils cost $19.95 (£12.50) for a pack of eight different varieties. (Source) I thought this concept was super cool. Deforestation and pollution are pretty scary issues.
Years and years ago, there was a production of The Tempest, out of doors, at an Oxford college on a lawn, which was the stage, and the lawn went back towards the lake in the grounds of the college, and the play began in natural light. But as it developed, and as it became time for Ariel to say his farewell to the world of The Tempest, the evening had started to close in and there was some artificial lighting coming on. And as Ariel uttered his last speech, he turned and he ran across the grass, and he got to the edge of the lake and he just kept running across the top of the water — the producer having thoughtfully provided a kind of walkway an inch beneath the water. And you could see and you could hear the plish, plash as he ran away from you across the top of the lake, until the gloom enveloped him and he disappeared from your view.
And as he did so, from the further shore, a firework rocket was ignited, and it went whoosh into the air, and high up there it burst into lots of sparks, and all the sparks went out, and he had gone.
When you look up the stage directions, it says, ‘Exit Ariel.’
I’m still no ready to let go of my hope that Class 1-A will spend a fun day at the beach with their teachers.
Especially since I headcanon that Aizawa is the kind of guy to show up in his usual clothes, not swimming trunks, and when everyone wonders if he doesn’t join them in the water, he produces one of those air mattresses that swim out of nowhere and proceeds to just, float stylishly on his makeshift-bed on the water.
Warning: It’s graphic smut with a Doctor Roleplaying Kink. Ambw.
I couldn’t contain myself so I jumped ahead and started yours hopefully this can hold you off until I’m able to do more for you love @theggirlthatlikesasianboys
Shaking lightly, you shut the door to your large condo
resting against it for a second before you straightened up to push the pink
floral dress that you had on down some to cover your smooth chocolate skin.
Your hands sweeping your dark hair back of your shoulders. You squared them
starting to slowly walk down the hallway letting your heels pierce the floor
with each step you took. You walked towards the room next to your bedroom and you
knocked on the door before pushing it open. There he sat at an oak desk with a
white lab coat over his button down white shirt. He had on gray slacks, glasses
on his face his hair a mini rainbow of pink and blue.
“Dr. Jung?” You asked biting on your bottom lip. “I’m here
for my appointment.
Hoseok swirled around in his black chair smirking as he
looked you up and down, eyes roaming your frame. Your plump breast, curvy waist
and he could imagine how nice and juicy your ass looked from behind. “Ah, Ms.
__ that’s right your appointment is today. Come have a seat.” He grinned
patting the black chair right next to his desk. Nodding your head, you went to
sit in the black chair, crossing one leg over the other to show off your toned
thighs smiling sweetly at the male. His eyes holding mischief masked by an
eyesmile that made your stomach tighten up. “So, what can I do for you today?”
Hoseok asked you looking down his nose at you through the round glasses on his
“Well.. I know I needed a checkup doctor but, I also have
been having some problems down below.” You jutted out your lower lip crossing
your legs tighter.
“With your stomach?” Hoseok asked taking a blue notepad and
flipping it to a blank page using a black ink pen to scribble some things down.
“No. Lower. Like my princess parts lower.” You tried to
“Princess parts?” He mocked lifting an eyebrow. Heat rushed
to your face knowing he wasn’t going to give in. Sighing you nodding.
“My pussy doctor. There are things going on down there.” You
stated drumming your fingers along your leg.
“Well, let’s see what we can do about that and get your
other things checked out. You can start by getting undressed for me but you can
keep your panties on for now.” Nodding your head, you stood up in front of him.
Hands moving to grip at the edge of your dress you pulled it up over your head
revealing your body to him decked with black lingerie. You put your dress on
the back of the chair hands moving behind you to unclip your bra and put it on
the seat as well. Hoseok had to catch himself from jumping on you too quickly.
He took deep breaths eyes on your body. Every inch of skin he took in until he
stood up grabbing your hand to lead you to his desk. Helping you up on it he
grabbed at his stethoscope putting the ends for his ear in. Grabbing the string
he pressed the larger circular part against your chest. “Deep breaths for me.”
His silky voice cooed out and you obeyed taking deep breaths in and out for
him. He moved the object down to your stomach and then to your back humming
thoughtfully as he listened to your heart. “I think we need to do some heart exercises
to make sure your heart is still healthy you know? Don’t want you performing
tasks and you have a heart attack.” Hoseok said carefully eyes full of concern
as he pulled back to take the stethoscope from your body. He sat it down on the
desk beside you tapping your chin. “Open your mouth.” You obeyed opening your
mouth. Hoseok used two fingers to press against your tongue pushing down your
jaw as he looked in your mouth humming. “Hmm, it seems we need to do some work
on your mouth as well. Have you had any problems?” He asked pulling his fingers
back to lick on them.
“Oh, yes doctor. I haven’t been swallowing well lately. It’s
hard to hold a lot and I worry that my vocal chords are becoming worse.”
Sighing softly, you played with your hair.
“That’s nothing doctor Hope can’t fix.” Hoseok went to grab
at his notepad writing more things down. “Now then.” He smiled at you putting
the pad down. He moved his hands to grab at your breast. Cupping them he rolled
his fingers against your bud as he lifted up your breast inspecting the underside
of them pouting. “They are a handful. Do they give you any problems?” He asked
pushing them together pressing his thumbs against them.
“A-ah doctor they hurt sometimes. Right now, they feel
pretty sore. With all the bouncing they do when I have to perform certain
actions it’s hard.” All the innuendos passing between the two of you, you loved
it but you reminded yourself to be almost as serious as you possibly could.
“Let’s make sure to get you feeling better then.” Hoseok
leaned forward his warm breath ghosting over your skin. His tongue darted out
to lap against your perky nipples causing you to moan and grab at his hair
lightly before your hands quickly retreated. Hoseok flicked his tongue rapidly
up and down your nipples looking up at you while he did so.
“Mm doctor. Won’t your fiancé be a bit mad that you’re doing
such things to your patient?” You asked panting softly feeing your stomach
clench, a jolt of sheer pleasure and thrill running up your spine as he lightly
sucked on your nipples thinking about his answer.
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Besides it’s my duty
as your doctor to make sure you feel all better before you go. I insist on it.”
With every phrase, he spoke it was like his voice became deeper intoxicating
and dripping with lust. He leaned forward to kiss and suck on your nipples a
little more. His wet tongue causing your skin to become decorated with little
goosebumps. “Now then that that’s all
better. Let’s see about the rest of you. Let’s do you a quick physical let’s
see you touch your toes.”
“Yes sir.” You chirped out seeing Hoseok’s jaw clench as you
hopped down off the desk. You moved in front of him bending over slowly to
press your fingers against your toys. You weren’t too limber but he had made
you bend into certain positions that was easy to keep.
“Nice frame.” Hoseok noted walking around your bent body
until he was standing behind you. His hands reached out to grab at your ass
cheeks spreading them apart causing your panties to slip through your plump ass
cheeks. “Ass is also nice.” He noted slapping your left and right cheek separately.
“I think your ass needs a little more slaps. It’ll help make sure your cushion
is aiding you when you sit down.” He gripped at your ass cheeks before he rubbed
his hands together. Moving to open the drawer up on his desk he pour baby oil
on your ass cheeks rubbing it into your skin lightly. He moved to slap your ass
again. Starting out with gentle hits and working his way up to rough harsh hits
on your skin causing your ass cheeks to become numb. Every hit caused pain to
dance up your spine but you took it grabbing onto your ankles biting your lips.
“Doctor-ahh.” You mewled out licking your lips.
“Shh kitten. I got this.” Hoseok warned slapping your ass cheeks
harder. He didn’t stop until his own hands were warm and threatening of
becoming numb. He leaned down to lick across your ass cheeks flicking his
tongue and tapping it against your plump cheeks knowing you would like it when
he did it. “Let’s put you in another position.” He mused grabbing at your body
he lifted you back up to the desk. He laid you on your back. Lifting up your
legs to press behind your head. Hoseok saw you struggling and his eyes roamed
your figure as he shook his head. “It looks like you need a lot of work here. I’m
going to prescribe you some positions that will help limber you out.” Hoseok
drug his nails down your underside thighs as he helped you pull your legs down.
“On the bed. You say you were having some trouble with your pussy?”
“Oh yes!” You exclaimed moving very slowly towards the bed.
Taking a seat on it, your ass was sore but you tried to smile it off, cursing
him for being so sadistic. He gave you a look of continue, and he moved to
bring his chair towards you. “Well doctor Hoseok. Lately me and my daddy have
been trying to get me to squirt. But it hasn’t been happening and we wanted to
know was it just me or if he wasn’t doing a good job.” You bit back a smirk as
you watched his eyes flicker quickly before he masked it with a smile.
“Ah yes squirting. Well not everyone can do it but I assure
you that most of the times you probably just don’t know how. Are you sure it’s
your daddy? Or maybe it’s you?” He taunted and you laughed shrugging.
“I didn’t think it was me but I’ve also played with myself
in the spare time or on Skype for him and it seems I can never cause myself to
do it.” You admitted biting on your bottom lip.
“Well, let’s look at it and see what we can do.” Hoseok
pulled at your panties pulling them down from your hips and off your body. “Legs
up kitten.” He called out and you obeyed. Raising up your legs Hoseok brought
rope down hanging from the polls on the bed. He gripped at each ankle tying
them to a bedpost spreading you wide for him. Moving back to sit down in front
of your pussy he rubbed his fingers up and down your slit slowly. He used his hand
to spread your pussy lips open watching as your pussy gleamed and a few drops
of wetness seeped out. “It seems that you produce water very well so that is a
good start.” He nodded his head.
“Oh I stay very wet doctor.” You fisted the covers watching
him with lust filled eyes.
“I don’t think your fiancé would agree with you letting
another man make you wet kitten. I don’t know if I should even stick my fingers
inside to help you out.” He challenged with his fingers stroking at your
entrance. Your head rolled back but instead of giving in you pouted batting
your eyelashes looking at him.
“But doctor you promised to make me feel better! You
insisted. Like you said, it’s our secret, right?” You asked and he groaned
“Our dirty little secret kitten. Now then let’s see if I can
persuade this pussy to do what I want.” Hoseok smiled up at you sliding his
ring and middle finger inside of you slowly. He pushed himself knuckles deep
leaning forward to lick some of the wetness from your pussy lips. His eyes
drank up the sight before him and it only made his want grow deeper. Hoseok
watched your lips part he could feel how warm and wet you were. How your walls
fit snug around his fingers and he couldn’t help but wonder how good they would
feel around his cock as he pounded into you. But one thing at a time. Hoseok
started to pull his fingers back, only to push them back forward fingering you
slowly. His eyes held yours for a moment, his thumb reaching up to tap against
your clit causing your hips to jerk. He smirked rubbing it in using a circular
motion on you before he changed it to just up and down. His fingers curved
inside of you and he increased his speed standing up to tower over your bound
body. He pushed his fingers a bit deeper curving them to make a come-hither
motion inside of you. Soon he was scissoring you out adding a third finger
inside of you. “It seems your pussy is so tight. Your fiancé doesn’t fuck you
too much, does he?” He asked you trying to keep a conversation going his other
hand caressing the inside of your thighs causing them to shake as you breathed
“He is always busy. S-so he doesn’t get to play with kitten
that much. But kitten gets just as busy with things so-“ Your head rolled back
as you let out a loud cry trying to keep your hips still.
“Mmm. It sounds like you both need to learn how to time
manage.” Hoseok scolded fingering his digits faster inside of your pussy. Lewd squelching
noises could be heard as he moved his three fingers inside of you. Your stomach
tightened and Hoseok noticed every little movement you made.
“We try.” You huffed out gently.
“Try harder.” He growled at you, fucking growled at you.
Crying out your head hit the sheets. He knew how wet that made you, how weak
that got you. He started to shake his hand side to side pushing his thick
fingers deeper inside of you. Using such force, he had to control himself, his
veins popping out his neck and his muscles flexing as he let his speed pick up.
He was rewarded with your wetness, your body writhing as you hollered out his
name legs jerking. You squirted for him, the wetness getting on his arm and the
sheets under you and a little bit on the bottom of his shirt. Hoseok moaned as
he watched you continuing to pull your wetness from you for a few more seconds
before he took his hand back. He grinned wickedly licking on his fingers
watching you. “Well. I don’t think it’s your body that’s the problem. You both
are probably doing something wrong.”
“Are you sure. It wasn’t just pure luck?” You asked
breathing deeply against the sheets pushing back up to rest on your elbows.
Hoseok eyes glinted with something you couldn’t read. Instead of saying
anything he shoved his three fingers back inside of you shaking them like he
had done moving them side to side.
“Hoseok!” You shouted out rolling back against the bed hips
jerking as you tried to fuck his fingers your fingers pulling harder onto the
sheets. He smirked in success pulling his fingers back after another round of
your water covered the sheets and him. He licked his fingers again pulling off
the white lab coat and throwing it on his desk. He rubbed his hands together
going to get on his knees in front of you. He let his tongue lick up and down
your slit. He leaned close to place his mouth on your pussy moaning as he
licked your pussy slowly. He licked on your clit slowly and even slower he let
his tongue move down to your entrance circling it around your opening before he
pulled back and went down lower. Spreading your ass cheeks wide he pressed his
warm tongue against your asshole. He looked up at you slowly sliding his tongue
into your ass hole groaning as the tightness sucked him in and gripped around
his muscle. He used his thumb to press back against your clit just holding it
there causing you to let out a needy whine. Your hand move to grab at his hair.
“Who told you to touch the doctor?” Hoseok asked as he
pulled back from you to peer down at you. Wordlessly you let his hair go but he
slapped your pussy demanding an answer.
“No one! I’m sorry d..”
“D?” He asked and you puffed out your cheeks.
“I’m sorry doctor.” You replied coolly. He leaned forward to
bite against your thigh leaving a purple hickey before he pulled back moving to
open his drawer once again. He pulled out some toys moving back to the bed
setting them down beside you.
He pressed a ridged dildo against your pussy. Turning on a
little button to make it vibrate he rubbed it up and down your dripping pink
slit. He tapped it against your entrance watching as it got coated with your
juices. He slid in the toy into your pussy making sure it was deep inside
thrusting it in and out slowly. His other hand grabbed at some lube under the
bed, he poured it on crystal pink jeweled butt plug letting his fingers circle
the toy around your entrance. Slowly he pushed it inside of your tight asshole.
You grunted in slight pain and he leaned over to take your nipples back into
his mouth sucking on them before he pulled back to let his mouth travel
upwards. He sucked on your skin, tongue darting out to lick across your
collarbone he littered your skin with dark bruises. He buried his face in your
neck inhaling your intoxicating scent. Moaning your name softly he thrusted the
toy harder inside of your pussy. The bumps and ridges grazed your walls causing
your hips to circle. He pulled back to push his forehead against yours looking
in your eyes. He pressed a few tiny kisses against your lips.
“Your pussy is talking baby girl. Let me hear you.” He cooed
licking across your bottom lip and you nodded giving in. Opening your mouth a
bit wider you moaned for him, his hand picking up the speed more with the toy
he wanted to make you cum as many times as you would let him. He leaned down to
lick across your clit nibbling on it gently. “I love it when my kitten is being
so good for me.” He breathed out against your soaked pussy eyeing you with want
and need the look alone had you wanted to cum.
“D-doctor please.” You breathed out head rolling back and
back arching off the soft sheets gently.
“Yes go on.” He called out flicking his tongue faster
against your pussy.
“Can I cum please?” You asked him, your stomach was
tightening and you were gripping the toy for dear life. Hoseok hummed looking
at you before he bit on the inside of your thigh humming against your skin. “No
hold it.” He warned picking up speed yet again watching as your body trembled against
the bed. You opened your mouth wanting to protest but with one flick of his wrist
he was hard against your spot fucking you and he knew he had you. You continued
to suck on the air licking your chapped lips cursing silently to yourself. You
didn’t know how long you could last with him fucking your spot. Your body
writhed against the sheets, sweat starting to form at the center of your
forehead, your body was starting to heat up more it was crazy how much
restraint you had. It hurt in the most pleasurable of ways. He licked up your
pussy to your stomach licking around the flesh he bit harshly on your spot
against your belly button causing you to holler out, your orgasm trickling down
slowly as you released. Hoseok immediately pulled the toy back glaring down at
you. He crawled on the bed gripping at your hair harshly he pulled you up.
“I’m so sorry!” You cried out but Hoseok wasn’t hearing it.
He shoved the toy into your mouth with the vibrations still on. He jammed it
into your mouth causing you to deepthroat it choking lightly he pushed it down
your throat enjoying the spit that he was causing on falling from your lips
down to your chin. Your eyes were watery but he had no mercy. He pulled the toy
back slapping the wet item against your breast and your cheeks and shoved it
back into your mouth to make you suck your juices off some more. Once he was
done he turned off the toy and threw it on the bed, grabbing at his glasses to
take them off so they wouldn’t be in the way anymore. He moved to grab at your
ankles and you felt your stomach drop lower into your legs. You thought it
would be over but Hoseok gripped at your ankles pulling you down and off the
bed onto your knees.
You watched as he slowly stripped himself of all of his
clothes and folded them up to press them on the desk. He looked at you walking
towards you slowly. “You know what to do.” He said clenching his teeth.
“Yes daddy.” You mewled slightly grabbing his cock with your
hands. Your hand pumped him once before your tongue went from your parted lips
to flick across his slit. You started to suck on his head not wanting to tease
the man anymore because you were in trouble. You started to suck harder on his
shaft instantly hollowing your cheeks to suck him in deeper. Your hand played
with his balls as you bobbed your head up and down quickly. He was loving it.
His hands moved to tangle into your smooth locks, he pulled on your hair
pulling your head down until you were taking him inch for inch. Your nose
pressing against the base of his dick. You looked up at him, he spread his legs
wide, moaning as you swallowed around him. Of course, you choked a little bit
and your eyes watered but for him you took it all. Pulling back from him you
moved your lips to lick across his balls sucking and playing with them your
hand worked on stroking him faster. He growled slightly the pleasure building
up in his body. Hoseok couldn’t hold too much. “On the bed. Now.” Hoseok weakly
growled out voice quivering as he watched you move around.
You moved to crawl on the bed, laying on your back. Hoseok
pulled you to him once again spreading your legs wide he let his cock twitch
and tap against your heat. He started to grind himself against you crawling
over you. Hoseok eyed you letting his cock get more wet with your juices. He
let the tip of his cock graze against your clit. “You came without permission. So,
in order for me to fuck you, then you need to beg.” He ordered in a stern
“I want daddy inside of my tight little pussy. I need daddy
to make it better to stretch me out. I need daddy pounding into me fucking my
brain out. Making me weak taking my breath away. I want my daddy’s cum deep
inside of my slutty little pussy. I want to feel every inch being slammed into
me-“ Hoseok cut you off slamming his hips forward to bury himself inside of
your tight pussy. His hand pressing against your throat lightly pinning you to
bed he started to lurch his hips forward burying himself to the hilt each town
he entered inside of you. Your voice failed you and it was replaced with screams
and you were trying to focus on feeling every inch of him. Hoseok smirked
taking out the anal plug from your asshole. His thumb was replaced and he
thrusted it in and out of you causing you to feel more full and take him in. He
used his dancing hips on you winding and grinding his hips against your body
not breaking the space as his balls slapped your ass. He looked down at you
feeling his cock throb inside of you the need to release was deep. Your walls
were so warm and intoxicating and he couldn’t do anything but he had to hold
out for you. Closing his hand tighter around your neck he closed off your air
using his force to slide you up and down the bed with every thrust. He watched
as the air drained from your body, your hands were beside you until your air
was getting cut off. Slowly using all of your strength you whimpered out to
press your hand on top of his as you were blacking out. Hoseok moved his thumb
from your ass snapping against your spot. He released your throat barking out
“Cum.” Hoseok commanded using both hands to slam you down on
“Thank you, daddy!” You cried out as the pleasure rushed
through your body. Your juices were slipping out of your pussy unstopped as
Hoseok without mercy fucked you into the mattress. He watched you unravel and
lose yourself for him. With a few more thrusts he was burying thick white loads
of cum inside of you. He leaned over you moving his hands up your body to rest
on his elbows. He rested on top of you breathing deeply. His colored hair
plastered against his forehead as he looked at you with his bangs falling in
his eyes. Sweat dripping off of his face Hoseok picked you up off of the bed
shaking his head. He started to slam you up and down on his cock, your hands
pressing down on his shoulder blades and you shouted out, your pussy feeling overstimulated
and very sensitive. He fucked you like a ragdoll snapping his hips against
yours bruising your hips with his own. Your ass was becoming sore again as the
pain from the slapping came back. He smirked biting on your bottom lip as he
let his erected cock plow into you. Since you were in such a state you were
cumming again on his cock tears streaming down from your face as you let your
voice ring out for him. Gibberish trying to come out as you spoke Hoseok
groaned cumming with you releasing a few more ropes of cum. Your name falling
from his lips and a few cruse words. He held your body against his pressing
kisses up your neck before he laid sideways with you. Smiling softly down at
you he played in your sweaty hair humming tiredly.
“How did I do princess?” He asked cupping your cheeks.
“Princess is thoroughly fucked and very happy now daddy.” You
complimented your lover kissing his lips deeply. “Just promise you will never
cheat.” You teased and he chuckled.
“I’m such a horrible doctor. I don’t think I would last all
day. But I can cure your sadness. Because I’m your hope and your sunshine. But
you’re my everything and nothing can compare to you. So don’t ever forget that.”
He spoke softly. You let your fingers cup his cheek stroking his skin you
giggled looking up at the ceiling.
“I’m glad you feel that way though because I don’t want to
share-“ You were cut off by a soft snore and being startled you looked down at
Hoseok who was fast asleep with one arm tightening around your waist keeping
you close. Laughing softly you kissed on his lips shutting your eyes as well
knowing that since he was buried inside of you he would wake you up with sex
note: idk how i got this idea but i decided to write this down and now i may need holy water. producer jaebum is so hot!!! just prepare yourself for the hotness of this man. also i wrote this while listening to his soundcloud so… yeah haha. happy reading and take care! -admin
It was late at night with people going out and about, cars driving around with their headlights on, and businesses lit their fluorescent signs. But as you and Jaebum sat in his studio room, alone, you two blocked out the sounds of the night life with his music that he created. You were always fascinated with your boyfriend’s skill and the way he produced his music. Some songs were very meaningful in the lyrics and others were more sexual. But you were too afraid to admit that his songs turned you on.
You sat on the couch in his studio room, taking another sip of beer that Jaebum bought for you before you two settled down in his studio. You bit your lip and observed your boyfriend who worked on his songs. His hair slicked back, revealing his forehead, and his broad back faced you. The song that he was working on played through the studio speaker, his voice filling up the room. It was music to your ears and the lyrics were somewhat sexual, turning you on slightly.
“Does that sound good, babe?” Jaebum said, turning off the music and turned his chair to face you.
“Yeah, it does.” You smiled at him as you set down the beer bottle on the table and started to walk towards him. “How about we take a break?”
“Sounds good to me.” Jaebum sighed as he slouched on his chair and watched you walk over to him. You climbed up onto his lap and straddled him, while running your hands through his soft hair.
“You’ve been working so hard these days.” You slurred, slightly drunk from the beer but sober enough to control your actions. “You deserve a reward for your work.”
“And what is my reward?” Jaebum asked in a playful manner, raising his eyebrows as his hands started to wander around your body.
You sent Jaebum a wink and bit your lip, “Me.”
Jaebum then took your face and pulled you down so that your lips crashed with his. His lips kissed you with full passion, demanding more your sweet mouth by teasing you. He pressed his tongue on seam of your lips and, at your grant of access, delved inside your mouth, leaving you breathless. His lips moved in sync with yours as his hands played with the hem of your shirt. Swifty, he lifted the fabric up and away from your body, throwing it aside on the studio floor.
Jaebum broke away from the kiss as he motioned you to climb off of him so you could take off your pants. You did as he wanted, slowly undressing yourself and bending down to get rid of your pants, letting Jaebum get a good view of your ass. You heard Jaebum take in a hitch of air as he watched you put on a show for him. You walked over to him, sending Jaebum another wink and you climbed up on his lap, straddling him once again.
“You look so fucking hot, baby girl.” Jaebum growled as his hands made their way up to your breasts, massaging it slightly causing you to let out a low moan. You grabbed on to the back of Jaebum’s chair as his hands started to do their magic. Skillfully unhooking your bra and throwing it on the floor, he played with the nubs as you bit your lips to contain yourself from moaning out loud. After giving your breasts a good squeeze, his hands slowly made their way down to your heat. You tried to prop yourself up so that there was enough space for Jaebum to do his work.
“Mhmm,” Jaebum hummed as he palmed your heat, “Someone’s getting needy.”
Jaebum slid his hand, ever so slowly, inside your panties as he let his fingers get coated with your essence. You bit your lip as you felt Jaebum’s fingers tease your hole before gliding it up to your clit. He started to move in circular motion, slowly, as you let out breathy whines from your mouth. Jaebum pressed on your clit harder, increasing the rate of his fingers as your grip of the hair became tighter. You rested your head on Jaebum’s shoulders as he pushed in two fingers into your sopping sex.
“Fuck, right there Jae.” You moaned as Jaebum’s fingers hit your sweet spot. He started off slowly, making you whine under his touch, until he switched to his brisk pace. The lewd sound of Jaebum’s fingers going in and out of your tight core filled up the room along with your soft moans. You felt Jaebum press his lips on your neck, smirking slightly as his fingers went fast and deeper within you. You could feel a familiar pit in your stomach as the pitch of your moans started to get higher. Jaebum took that as a sign and stopped all his movements, taking out his fingers from your core and giving your ass a hard smack.
“Get off of me and get on your knees.” Jaebum demanded. You did what he said and climbed off of him and fell to you knees. You watched as Jaebum took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. Playing with his belt, he slowly sild down his pants revealing a tent below his boxers. You bit your lips as you watched your boyfriend slide down his undergarment to reveal his big cock.
“You know what to do, baby girl.” Jaebum growled as he moved his chair closer to you. “Take care of this big guy.”
You smirked at Jaebum before taking his huge length into your hands. You leaned forward and wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, touching nothing else, just your tongue swirling around slowly. Your mouth slid all the way down to the base of his length and sucked hard. You looked up at Jaebum as his face showed full signs of pleasure. You started to work your lips, pressed tight against his hard cock, up and down, back and forth. Jaebum let out a low growl as he tugged onto your hair, enjoying your work. And just then, you slid his length out of your mouth and let out a loud pop before smirking at him. You wanted to stop this foreplay and wanted him inside of you. And Jaebum knew that.
Standing up from his chair, he motioned you over to the couch as he walked over to his bag to grab a condom. You laid back on the couch, pulling down your panties as you watched your boyfriend slip on the latex sheet. With that, Jaebum walked over to you and climbed onto the couch. Lifting both of your legs and rested them on top his shoulders, he teased the entrance of your core. He slammed into you in one go, filling up your tight walls to the hilt. He took a few seconds to recuperate the feeling of your walls swallowing his cock and he presses his forehead against yours.
“I want to hear your screams, baby girl.” He smirked before giving you a brief kiss on the lips. “They’re like music to my ears.”
With that, Jaebum pulled out again and slammed back into you, harder this time, making you arch your back. He began snapping his hips forward at a steady pace as he kissed you to swallow your screams. His thrusts becomes harder and harder by the second and Jaebum already had you screaming his name once his lips were not in contact with yours.
“You’re so fucking tight.” Jaebum growled as he thrusts into you harder and deeper than before making your breasts jiggle from his fast pace. His hands made their way up to your neck, gripping it softly as you started to reach your high. You held in your breath as Jaebum’s grip became tighter around your neck. Your oragasm hit you hard as you gripped onto Jaebum’s wrists, riding out your high as Jaebum continued to thrust in and out of you.
“Fuck!” Jaebum let out a cry as he reached his end, his cum filling up the latex sheet. Pulling out, he removed his hand from your neck and you let out a breath, your cheeks flushed red. His body fell against yours but still had his weight balanced against his hands to make sure that he won’t crush you. You closed your eyes as you tried to catch your breath and Jaebum lifts his hand to wipe the sweat on your forehead. You opened your eyes and made eye contact with his loving eyes.
“You okay?” He managed to breath out, brushing a strand of hair away from your face.
“Of course.” You flashed him a smile before looking away from him and scanning the studio room. Realizing you two made a mess on the floor, your cheeks started to flush red and you hid your face behind your hands.
“Don’t worry about the mess, babe.” You heard Jaebum chuckle as you felt him get off of you. “Now I’ll have more inspiration to write songs in this room.”
“You’ll write songs about me?” You breathed out, removing your hands from you face to look at your boyfriend.
“No,” Jaebum said as he flashed you a smirk, “I’ll write songs about your loud screams. After all, they are music to my ears.”
Dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane (C14H9Cl5), more commonly known as DDT, is a colourless, tasteless solid under room conditions. It was used as an insecticide during the 1940s-1970s, and gained notoriety after Rachel Carson’s 1962 book, Silent Spring, which highlighted the health and environmental effects of DDT.
DDT acts by binding to voltage-gated sodium ion channels of neurons (as seen on the left of the diagram below), causing these channels to be permanently open instead of opening only upon the arrival of an action potential. Consequently, there is a continuous influx of Na+ ions into the neuron, which triggers a series of rapid action potentials and hence neuronal impulses. This leads to rapid muscle contractions, spasms, and death.
While this effect does not occur in humans and other non-insects, it is still moderately toxic, and as been shown to be an endocrine disruptor. Therefore, chronic exposure to it can lead to tumour formation, developmental problems, and birth defects. DDT is also considered to be a possible carcinogen.
Due to the hydrophobicity of DDT, it tends to accumulate in the lipids of living organisms rather than in the environment. This results in biomagnification, in which its concentration increases upon going up the food chain, as each organism of a rung of the chain consumes multiple prey. Consequently, the usage of DDT affected the populations of many birds of prey, such as the bald eagle.
In 1962, Rachel Carson published the book Silent Spring, which highlighted the negative effects of the usage of DDT and other pesticides on the environment and biodiversity. This book was revolutionary; it sparked a heated debate on pesticides and contributed to the 1972 US ban on DDT. The world followed suit; most countries around the world now prohibit the use of DDT, except for limited disease vector control purposes, such as for malaria.
DDT is synthesised by the condensation of a molecule of chloral and 2 molecules of chlorobenzene via an electrophilic substitution reaction, producing water as a by-product.
Onions, and by extension Shrek, have layers. Onions are a bulb, a sort of modified stem in a plant. Potatoes are tubers, which are modified roots and do not have layers. Potatoes are not onions. Shrek is not a potato.
So bulbs are special underground stems that some plants, like Shrek, can have. Therefore you can think of the layers of an onion are just leaves. Just like rings in a tree, bulbs grow layers as they grow older. The more layers an onion has, the older and more successful it has been in its life. Shrek must have lots of layers.
The purpose of a bulb is to store and protect water, nutrients, and other things Shrek needs to survive. This gives it an advantage over say, trees, which need a constant intake of sun and nutrients to survive. Onions like Shrek can store nutrients to use them when they need to.
The layers then also serve an evolutionary purpose. If a predator wants to eat the onion, it must first eat through many layers of icky tasting onion and will likely be discouraged. Of course, Shrek has no natural predators so this is not an issue.
Shrek’s layers are modified leaves which help protect the nutrients it stores inside. The more layers a Shrek has, the older and stronger it is.
If you’ve ever chopped up an onion, or looked at Shrek, you’ve probably ended up crying. Onions make you cry for the same reasons they taste bad. Onions are filled with enzymes, and when you break through their cells, with a knife or with your teeth, these enzymes are released.
Enzymes that were kept separated from the sulfenic acid by the cells are then free to mix, forming propanethiol S-oxide. Propanethiol S-oxide is a gas, which rises up and reacts with water in your eyes to form sulfuric acid. That burns your eyes, so your eyes produce more water to try to wash the acid away. So you cry.
If you want to protect your eyes from onions, you can cut the onion under running water (which washes the propanethiol s-oxide away before it can get to your eyes), or refrigerate it before you cut it. A cooler temperature will slow down the chemical reaction in general. If you want to protect yourself from Shrek, you can’t.
When you cut an onion, the natural enzymes mix with the water in your eyes to form sulfuric acid. Your eyes produce tears to try to wash the acid away.
The Average American eats 20 pounds of onion per year, so it would take 10-15 Americans to consume an entire Shrek in one year. There are 45 calories in a single serving of Shrek.
Happy April Fool’s Day from the Scientific Pokedex!
These are the insects I offered to my students today. I did this not to gross them out but because I really believe that entomophagy and eating bugs is one of the best things that we can do for the future. Insects require way fewer resources to produce- they need less water, less space, less food- and they do well in conditions where you couldn’t raise cattle, chickens, etc. They provide great protein and are super cheap- and that’s actually really important. When we think about the human diet, we need to consider the big picture. It’s not just people in the US eating food, it’s people in developing nations and nations with more depleted resources or just natural resources that don’t lend themselves well to what western society understands food production to be. An increased reliance on and acceptance of insect protein, as well as additional nutritional research into how to optimize it, could provide opportunities for personal food production and a lessened reliance on corporate factory farming systems.
Anyways, these are crickettes! They’re more for the “omg a bug” factor than for the useful factor (it’s insect flour that’s the most effecient way to prepare it), but they’re not that bad. The sour cream and onion flavor’s the best, but the salt and vinegar flavor is SO salty and vinegary that it’s good for people who don’t want to taste a bug. The overwhelming consensus of my students was that the insects were pretty much just like sunflower seeds.
They ate every single one of the cricket samples. I actually ran out.
Tyson also kills
35 million chickens, 400,000 pigs, and 128,000 cows per week, so that amount death and killing has an extreme psychological toll on the people who work in these places. I’m not sure why folks choose to highlight veganism as the source of abuse towards undocumented workers, when the clear damage and violence caused by a meat-eating diet is so painfully devastating and horrific, to animals and humans alike.
Vegan diets use less land, less crops (all of those animals you eat have to eat too), less water, and produce less pollution. Harvesting plants and crops can be done in a less harmful fashion, both to people and animals. Killing and dismembering animals can never be humane and harmless. Eating animal products will always be inherently abusive by its very nature. Eating plants is the less harmful route to take, and the abuse that does exist with undocumented workers stems from capitalism and racism. Not the act of harvesting plants themselves.
Been browsing GreenRush menus and getting confused by all the talk about hash, BHO, crumble, tinctures and waxes? In this post we take a detailed look at the different kinds of marijuana extracts currently available on the market and what makes them unique.
So whether you’re already a fan of cannabis concentrates or you’re a newbie looking to find out what all the hype is about, read on to find out all you need to know. And remember, sign up to GreenRush today and get cannabis delivered from the best dispensaries in your area in minutes.
•What are Marijuana Extracts?
The term “marijuana extracts” basically refers to any product that is made by extracting desirable compounds (such as cannabinoids and terpenes) from the cannabis plant and combining them in a concentrated form.
In cannabis, the compounds manufacturers are looking to extract are cannabinoids (such as THC, CBD, CBN, etc) and terpenes (such as pinene, limonene, etc). Cannabinoids are unique compounds that give cannabis its medicinal properties, while terpenes are mainly known for giving cannabis the aromas and tastes that we all treasure, although they also have medicinal properties of their own.
By extracting and concentrating these compounds, manufacturers are all striving towards one common goal; to create a pure product with high concentrations of the chemicals that give cannabis its distinct effects.
The process of extracting and concentrating these compounds, however, isn’t easy. The purity and quality of the end product is governed by countless variables, including everything from the chemical profile of the strain and the particular extraction method being used.
•It’s All About The Trichomes
All marijuana extracts are made by separating the trichomes (those sticky, hair-like crystals on your buds) from the plant matter. These trichomes contain the highest concentration of cannabinoids and terpenes in the cannabis plant, meaning they also harness the plant’s maximum medicinal potential.
Many plants have trichomes, such as The Venus Fly Trap, which uses them to sense prey on the inside of it’s leaves, or the tomato plant, which uses them to sense predators, such as caterpillars.
Scientists hypothesize that the trichomes found on cannabis work similarly, as a defense mechanism.
•Different Forms of Cannabis Extraction
There are a variety of ways to extract cannabinoids and terpenes from the cannabis plant. The various methods are usually categorized by whether or not they use a solvent to separate the trichomes from the plant matter:
-Solventless Extraction Methods:
Different Forms of Cannabis Extraction
There are a variety of ways to extract cannabinoids and terpenes from the cannabis plant. The various methods are usually categorized by whether or not they use a solvent to separate the trichomes from the plant matter:
Solventless Extraction Methods:
Although the term “solventless” technically refers to a concentrate that is made using an extraction method that doesn’t rely on any kind of solvent, the term is generally used by the industry to refer to products that are made without the use of chemical solvents such as butane or alcohol.
The most common solventless extraction methods include:
Dry sifting: Literally sifting cannabis flowers through various sieves to separate the trichomes from the flower. Dry ice is often used to produce kief or hash.
Cold water extraction: Cannabis plant matter is combined with ice and water and then agitated to separate the trichomes from the plant. The mixture is then filtered to remove the water and leave behind a relatively pure concentration of cannabinoids and terpenes. This method is used to produce ice-water hash.
Heat and pressure extraction: Most commonly used to make rosin, this method uses heat and pressure to press cannabis flowers and extract a thick, golden oil that contains high concentrations of cannabinoids and terpenes. This method is used to create rosin.
CO2 extraction: A complex extraction method that works by turning CO2 gas into a supercritical liquid and using that liquid as a solvent to extract the desired compounds from cannabis plant material. This method is used to create CO2 Oil.
•Solvent-based Extraction Methods
Technically, the term “solvent-based extract/extraction” refers to any product which is made using a solvent, in which case any marijuana extracts made using CO2 or water extraction methods would fall under this heading.
However, the cannabis industry generally uses this term to refer to cannabis extracts made using chemical solvents such as butane and ethanol. The most common solvent-based extraction methods include:
Butane extraction: As the name implies, this method uses butane as a solvent to extract the key cannabinoids and terpenes from plant material. This is usually done by packing cannabis plant matter into a container with a small opening and ‘blasting’ or pouring liquid butane over the flower to extract the good stuff from the plant. The resulting mixture is then heated to remove as much of the solvent as possible, resulting in a concentrate that is rich in cannabinoids and terpenes. This method is used to create a type of hash oil known as BHO (Butane Hash/Honey Oil) which is often referred to by names like Shatter, Crumble or Wax, depending on the consistency and appearance of the final product.
Alcohol extraction: This method is similar to butane extraction, but uses alcohol (most commonly isopropyl alcohol or ethanol) as the solvent to extract the key compounds from the plant. Most commonly, plant material is soaked in alcohol for short amounts of time, before the mixture is filtered and occasionally heated in order to remove as much of the solvent as possible. This method is used to create tinctures and hash oil, the latter of which may be sold under a variety of names describing the texture of the oil or the alcohol it was made with.
•Types of Marijuana Extracts
There are a variety of cannabis concentrates currently available on the market. Here’s a simple guide to help you understand the differences between them:
-Kief and Hash
Kief is the oldest form of cannabis extract and is the main ingredient used to make hash. Using a dry sifting technique, frozen flower is sifted through fine mesh screens to separate the trichomes from the plant matter. The end product is a fine powder with a high concentration of cannabinoids and terpenes.
Regular flower, for example, tends to reach a maximum THC concentration of 25-30%, while good quality kief can reach up to 60%.
Kief is often heated and compressed into big blocks, popularly known as hash. The color of the kief or hash will often speak for its purity; a high-quality concentrate is usually golden, while lower quality products will have a greenish tinge, which indicates that it is contaminated with more plant matter.
-Ice Water Hash
Ice water hash is, you guessed it, a type of hash. The term refers to hash that is made using a ice-water extraction method.
Frozen cannabis trimmings are combined with cold water and ice and agitated (either shaken or stirred) in order to separate the brittle trichomes from the plant matter. The mixture is then sifted through various fine sieves and dried to form a granular concentrated that can be pressed or molded by hand.
Rosin is a cannabis concentrate made using a heat and pressure extraction method which can be easily done at home. Cannabis flower is placed inside parchment paper and pressed between two hot sheets of metal (such as the panels of a hair straightener) to release a sticky, golden oil that’s very similar to shatter.
CO2 oil is the end product of CO2 extraction, or supercritical fluid extraction. This method, relying on complex and very expensive equipment allows for one of the purest extractions of cannabis compounds currently available on the market. CO2 oil is a beautiful amber/gold color and is jam-packed full of cannabinoids and terpenes.
The oil is mixed with food grade propylene glycol or glycerin to keep it liquid at room temperature and is most commonly vaporized in vape pens, although it can also be frozen and dabbed using a regular dab rig.
Hash oil is arguably the most popular marijuana extract currently on the market and is most commonly made using the butane extraction method we described earlier.
Hash oil is available in various consistencies which are determined by minute factors in how the cannabinoids and terpenes were extracted from the plant.
Here are some of the most common types of hash oil and how they differ from one another:
Shatter refers to hash oil that has a similar texture to glass and commonly shatters when it is dropped or manipulated. It is clear and usually amber or golden in color and can have a potency of up to 80% THC. Due to its transparency, many mistake shatter as being the purest type of cannabis concentrates.
However, shatter simply owes its transparency to the fact that it’s molecules have been left undisturbed and not agitated like the molecules in wax, crumble, or bubble hash.
During the manufacturing process, shatter is purged of butane by heating it (often under a vacuum) until the butane evaporates. Because the product isn’t agitated, it’s molecules are undisturbed, making for a transparent concentrate.
The consistency of hash oil is governed by factors such as the heat it was exposed to during manufacturing, whether it has been decarboxylated, and it’s terpene contents. Here are some different names applied to concentrates like shatter but with different consistencies:
Pull-and-snap: A concentrate similar to shatter but with a more taffy-like consistency which can be pulled, manipulated, and snapped apart, unlike glass-like shatter.
Sap: A runnier, sticky concentrate that resembles tree sap or honey. This stuff usually can’t be manipulated by hand and you’ll need some kind of tool to load it into a dab rig without making a mess.
Cannabis wax has a sticky texture which, much like shatter, can differ in consistency. The most obvious difference between shatter and wax is that wax isn’t transparent. Instead, it can have a creamy white color, similar to honey when it solidifies.
Wax is opaque because, unlike shatter, its molecules have been agitated. While shatter is just heated during the purging process, waxes are usually whipped. The agitation from the whipping is what creates this non-transparent concentrate.
Like shatter, wax is available in a variety of consistencies which are referred to by various names. These include:
Crumble: A concentrate with a slightly granular texture that can be pressed or molded by hand. As it’s name suggests, it has a similar texture to the topping on an apple crumble dessert.
Honeycomb: Honeycomb waxes are usually hard and very brittle, much like the honeycomb centres in some snack bars.
Budder: Budder has a very rich, creamy, and soft texture similar to peanut butter.
Tinctures are marijuana extracts made by soaking cannabis trimmings in alcohol. The finished product is a potent extract which is usually applied in drops and administered orally. According to Leafly, tinctures were the most common form of medical cannabis prior to prohibition in 1937.
The door was locked, but Kai was stupid if he thought doing that and ignoring your texts could keep you away. It was early nightfall when a rock went soaring through his window and sending glass exploding everywhere, quickly followed by you, climbing in through his window, wearing a faded blue pullover with ripped jeans and your grimy converse. You hitched yourself into his room, avoiding the mess of shards scattered messily around his fluffy carpet, and raised your eyes to his bed. It was a wooden four poster, draped in silk with colors of red and white, four feathery pillows supporting the weight of your boyfriend. His face was ghostly white, blue eyes lacking their usual sparkle, his hair untouched, and full lips chapped as ever.
“What- do you think you’re doing?” he groaned softly, blinking up slowly through his eyelashes, hardly even phased by the fact that you’d just ruined his window.
“I’ve come to take care of you, idiot,” you huffed, approaching Kai.
“Don’t,” he waved his hand when you got close, “I’ll get you sick.”
“Shut up, Malachai,” you sighed, climbing atop his fluffy sheets and scooting in beside him, instantly enveloped by his soft sheets. You lay propped on the pillows, arms sliding under Kai’s limp form and setting him gently atop your stomach despite his protests. His head lay across your front, and you absentmindedly began to slide your fingertips through his mess of brown locks, your other hand coming gently to his side to caress his clammy skin.
“Why are you doing this?” he whispered, not even bothering to put up a struggle now that he was in your embrace.
“Why did you not want me to do this?” you responded, looking down as Kai’s lips gently fell apart, eyes fluttering closed in relaxation.
“I’m too strong to get sick,” he whined, “I don’t want you to see me like this, weak.”
“You always surround me with love and affection when I’m in need of it, so I frankly couldn’t care less how you want me to see you, because either way, our love goes both ways, you understand?”
He opened those brilliant blue eyes and blinked up at you, a little smile tickling his mouth, “I understand.”
“Good,” you said, bending down to plant a brief kiss atop his perfect nose, “because I’m making you soup now.”
“What!? You seriously don’t have to do that,” he groaned, but you were already up on your feet, and slinking your arms beneath his back to hitch him into your arms.
“All mighty powerful heretic suddenly can’t stop me,” you giggled, holding your boyfriend bridal style, to which he pouted up at you, as it was the best he could manage. “Come on babe,” you held him firmly to your chest, rounding his bed to get to the door. You used your elbow to push it open before continuing a strenuous walk down his stairs, in which you almost slipped near the bottom.
Once you reached his kitchen you set him gently into a chair, which he automatically slumped back into. You skipped around the white marble island and headed for the sleek black cabinets, humming softly to yourself as you plucked various ingredients from the kitchen. Soon enough, you had set out butter, onion, pepper, chicken base, and of course, tomatoes.
“Tomato soup?” Kai asked from behind you.
“Got a problem?” you responded, giving the heretic an up and down glance.
“Even if I did, I couldn’t do anything about it, could I?” he said gruffly.
“Nope,” you winked, turning back around to get working on the soup.
It didn’t take long for the whole kitchen to be filled with a wonderful aroma, and you were pretty proud of yourself for not setting his kitchen on fire in the process. You peered down into the pot at the thick red liquid, and removed it from the stove to pour into a white bowl, dunking a spoon in before quickly sprinkling shredded cheese atop the mini masterpiece. The whole time, Kai simply sat there, eyes following your around the kitchen, fixated on you always.
You took a seat in the stool opposite Kai’s, setting the bowl down in front of him with a command, “eat.”
He stared frostily at you, folding his arms over in challenge, “or what?”
“Or this,” you growled, lifting the spoon from the bowl and shoving a mouthful of soup in his opened mouth before he could protest.
He simultaneously coughed in surprise whilst gulping down the soup, “really funny.”
“More,” you insisted.
He grumpily began shoveling soup in his mouth, starting off slow but eventually devouring the whole thing at a rapid speed, his mouth covered in tomato soup and sticky cheese. When he finished, he brought his eyes back up to yours, and he must have been aware of the fact that he looked like a mess because his cheeks burned pink, “napkin, please.”
You grabbed one with a small smile, heading around the sink and picking up a glass of water while you were at it. You came to Kai’s backside, spinning his chair so he faced you, and giving his slightly less pale face a good look over.
“Just give me the stupid napkin, princess,” he sighed.
You ignored him and began wiping off at his mouth yourself, cleaning up the edges until you were satisfied enough to give him a little kiss on the lips. Kai sighed in frustration with himself, unable to resist from kissing you right back.
“You need to stop doing that,” he grumbled, “you’ll get sick.”
“And if I do, you’ll be right by my side like I am for you,” you smiled, handing him the glass of water and producing the pills you’d brought him from your jean pocket.
He chased down the pill you gave him with water, and then set them down, “now what?”
“Now you sleep,” you said, reaching your arms beneath his to hoist him against you again. Not quite able to tackle the stairs, you set Kai upon the grey couch, reaching for a thick blue quilt while you were at it. This time, he already knew to sink straight into your arms, struggling to keep his tired eyes open as he looked up at you.
“You okay?” you asked, giving him a faint squeeze.
“Been better,” he said honestly before letting out a raspy cough.
“You’re already looking better, not long now,” you promised, rubbing your fingers gently across his temples.
“You didn’t have to do this for me,” he slurred sleepily.
“Yes I did, Malachai. I love you, okay?” you sighed.
“I love you more,” he responded, rolling to his side to nuzzle himself into your body. Even now, hearing those words made your heart go crazy inside your chest. “I’m gonna make it up to you, I swear.”
“You don’t have to do that,” you said, toying with his hair as you always did.
“But I’m going to anyways,” he smiled sleepily into you, “because you deserve everything, and that’s exactly what I want to give you.”
There is no such thing as a meat, cheese, milk, egg-eating environmentalist.
Excerpt from Adaptt.org
Meat-eating environmentalist = Oxymoron
Animal Agriculture and Environmental Destruction
Many people who fancy themselves to be environmentalists are fond of demonizing the automobile industry, calling it the number one agent of global pollution. (Just look at some of the literature emanating from such “mainstream” organizations as Environment California and the Sierra Club.) However, when it comes to environmental destruction, animal agriculture is the elephant in the room that no one wants to acknowledge, confront, or talk about. Animal-based agriculture is the number one cause of deforestation, air pollution, and water pollution. Therefore, those people who still incorporate meat, eggs, or dairy products in their diet cannot claim to be environmentalists.
Here is a summary of how the production of meat, eggs, and dairy products takes a staggering toll on the ecosystem:
According to the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA), the runoff from factory farms pollutes our rivers and lakes more than all other industries combined. In the U.S. alone, animals raised for food produce 130 times more excrement than the entire human population—86,000 pounds per second. A typical pig factory farm generates as much raw waste as a city of 50,000 people. Chicken, pig, and cow excrement have polluted over 35,000 miles of rivers in at least 22 states and contaminated groundwater in at least 17 states.
What’s more, chicken, pig, turkey and cow excrement comprise the sole source of all the recent E. Coli, salmonella and listeria outbreaks in which spinach, tomatoes, peanuts, jalapeño peppers, cantaloupe and other plant products have been implicated. E. Coli, salmonella and listeria have only one source: SHIT (human or animal)! Since spinach, peanuts, jalapeños, cantaloupe and tomatoes don’t shit, spinach, peanuts, jalapeños, cantaloupe and tomatoes cannot be blamed for this problem. E. Coli, salmonella and listeria found their way to the plants because people who enslave animals for meat, dairy or eggs contaminate the waterways by dumping nearly 2.7 trillion pounds of manure into America’s lakes, rivers and streams annually. Contaminated water eventually ends up on some of the crops as run-off, passing E. Coli, salmonella and listeria to the consumer. Also, more frighteningly, there are many times when farmers literally spray tons of RAW animal shit directly on the crops. Make no mistake: ALL E. Coli, salmonella and listeria incidents occur because of animal agriculture. Meat, dairy and egg-eaters want to eat billions of land animals. So ConAgra, Smithfield, Tyson, Perdue, etc. MASS PRODUCE billions of land animals far in excess of the numbers that would occur if these animals were left to their own reproductive devices and inclinations. Billions of land animals produce trillions of pounds of excrement.
The majority of pesticide intake comes from animal products because the meat, dairy and egg industries douse billions of animals with chemicals to kill flies and mosquitoes that spread diseases from animal to animal. These chemicals seep through the pores, where they’re permanently stored in the animals’ flesh. Only a small percentage of pesticide intake comes from plant-based foods. But the majority of that residue can be washed away pretty easily. You also have the option of purchasing organic plant foods, which solves the chemical problem altogether. While you might be able to buy some chemical-free animal products (which is pretty hard to do because animal feed is rarely organic), there are still four issues that can never be overcome: slaughterhouse cruelty; the commodification and enslavement of animals; the deleterious effects of consuming animal protein, casein, cholesterol, saturated fats and trans fatty acids; and the environmental destruction and world hunger caused by animal-based agriculture. The government also allows crops set aside as animal feed to be sprayed with 2 to 20 times the amount of chemicals used on crops set aside for human consumption!
Raising animals for food consumes nearly half the water used in the United States. Since no one needs to eat an animal in order to survive (except those living in icy and desert settings—see the ETHICS, LAWS and TRADITIONS section), that means fifty percent of all the water in America is wasted on animal-based agriculture. It takes an estimated 800 to 2,500 gallons of water to produce a single pound of beef, but only 25 gallons to produce a pound of wheat. Maintaining a carnivorous diet for a single person requires 4,200 gallons of water per day. A vegan diet for a single person requires only 300 gallons of water per day.
Of all agricultural land in the U.S., nearly 80 percent is used to raise animals for food. More than 260 million acres of U.S. forest have been cleared to create cropland to grow grain for animal feed, and about 85 percent of the seven billion tons of topsoil lost in the U.S. each year has been directly attributed to the enslavement of cows. It takes twenty times more land to sate the appetites of meat, dairy and egg-eaters than vegans: those who eat animal products require roughly 3.25 acres of land per person per year to feed themselves, whereas vegans require only 1/6 of an acre per person per year.
About 214,000 acres of rainforest, comprising an area greater than that of New York City, are destroyed every day. Some of this is for cows to graze, while some of it is to grow crops for animal feed. More than 2.9 million acres of rainforest were destroyed in the 2004-2005 crop season in order to grow crops that feed chickens and other animals in factory farms.
For every pound of hamburger produced in rainforest countries, approximately 220 square feet of rainforest are cleared to grow the required feed. Through this clearing approximately 2,600 pounds of living matter will in the best of circumstances be displaced, or destroyed altogether. This living matter includes roughly 20 to 30 different plant species, over 100 insect species, and dozens of birds, mammals and reptiles. What is more, along with the biomass found in coral reefs, rainforest vegetation is said to be one of the most promising sources of heretofore-undiscovered chemical compounds for treating many diseases that were once thought to be intractable. These resources are simply laid to waste when rainforest is cleared. Even worse, unlike coniferous forest land, tropical rainforest can never be replaced once it has been cleared.
The meat, egg, and dairy industries are heavy consumers of fossil-fuel resources. Raising animals for food requires more than one-third of all the raw materials and fossil fuels used in the United States. The best flesh-food enterprise returns a paltry 34.5 percent of the invested fossil-fuel energy as food energy, measured in terms of caloric expenditure. In contrast, the poorest crop enterprise returns a whopping 328 percent. In other words, the least-efficient plant-based food is nearly ten times as energy-efficient as the most-efficient flesh food!
Whether you’re a hardcore liberal who believes that humans are responsible for global warming, or a staunch conservative who believes that the warming of the earth is a natural cycle, I think we can all agree that intentionally emitting nitrous oxide, methane and carbon dioxide into the atmosphere can be classified as pollution. And pollution has the potential to sicken the earth and its inhabitants. Liberals and conservatives alike must understand that the feces of all animals in the meat, dairy and egg industries emit nitrous oxide and methane, two highly noxious pollutants. Plus, when it comes to carbon dioxide, few people recognize the devastating impact that destroying rainforest to grow crops for animal feed can have on the environment. For example, it’s becoming increasingly well-known that burning one gallon of gasoline in an internal-combustion engine releases about 19 pounds of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere. But clearing and burning enough rainforest to produce just one hamburger releases 165 pounds of carbon dioxide. Veganism, as always, is the best, most efficient way to help the environment. After all, there is no such thing as a meat, cheese, milk, egg-eating environmentalist.
Graphene-oxide membranes have attracted considerable attention as promising candidates for new filtration technologies. Now the much sought-after development of making membranes capable of sieving common salts has been achieved.
New research demonstrates the real-world potential of providing clean drinking water for millions of people who struggle to access adequate clean water sources.
The new findings from a group of scientists at The University of Manchester were published today in the journal Nature Nanotechnology. Previously graphene-oxide membranes have shown exciting potential for gas separation and water filtration.
Eren was close to cry. He stood knee-deep in the water, surrounded by the ocean as it splayed immense waves around him. The sky was dipped in pretty sunset colours. Coral, blood orange, resting yellow, and tips of aqua blue mixed with faint lavender.
Minutes ago Eren had pointed at the horizon and claimed that there were enemies they had still to fight. Minutes ago he had been mourning over everything but also hadn’t felt anything at all. Minutes ago he hadn’t been able to form coherent thoughts other than the fact that life was demanding.
But now he wanted to ease off. Wanted to breathe, to feel, to swallow in that little moment of peace he and the others were granted with. Wanted to live. He wanted to hold him in the arms, dearly, and tell him that it would be over soon. Soon was so far away, though, he thought.
He wanted it to stop.
Eren stirred from the stillness of his body; closed his eyes, craned his head back and breathed in fresh salty sunset air. His lips quivered quietly and his eyes felt wet and swollen. Guess he did cry a bit.
He trudged back to the shore, being already received by him who had gazed at Eren from the distance.
Levi had his arms crossed and watched Eren’s every movement attentively; wary from uncertainty.
Eren didn’t want Levi to worry. They shouldn’t waste their time with that. So he met him with a smile, as hearty and genuine as possible for Eren, and he opened his arms, still stepping in water that went ankle-high.
“The ocean is beautiful.” he mused. It was as though his voice was strained from literally all the sorrow and pain from past years, tarnished and chapped, unable to return to its usual lively tone. However, Eren didn’t waste a thought on that, cleared his throat once and continued giving Levi a stare full of promises and love.
Levi didn’t move an inch. Went on gazing at his lover from a safe distance.
“Levi, please. Let’s enjoy this sight a bit. We won’t have that chance anytime soon again. Awe the ocean with me. Come here.”
Levi hesitated. Stood in place, fingers tightening around his upper arms and his usual frown grew.
“I’m fine watching it from this place here.” he retorted at last, and flicked his glance away from him, blinking.
Eren understood. There was something bothering Levi. He couldn’t weigh the seriousness of it, but there was something burdening on his shoulders. “What’s wrong?” Eren glinted a warm smile at him, a perfect reflection of the current sunset, personalized as a miraculous beauty which noone and nothing could take away from him right now—not even their enemies. Eren’s face bore signs of war and suffering, sadness and pain, sacrifices and death. They were present in all kinds of shape and form; visible and invisible, physical and mental, palpable on skin and lingering deep in his chest.
And yet there was still a bit of beauty – a bit of flawless perfection itself – grazing Eren, and Levi became weak to this side of him everytime anew.
“Nothing’s wrong.” Levi replied at last.
“What’s wrong, Levi?” Eren, sounding genuine, cast a familiar smile at him.
Levi stunned very lightly, a single vocal lost in his mouth. For quite a while his frown was intense, resolute, and he sulked in his own way. However, at some point in which Eren didn’t give up, patiently awaiting an answer as his expression remained the same and the salty breeze let his brown locks dance, Levi gave in. “I’ve never bothered to teach myself how to swim,” he began, gaze averted, a tiny blush tipped at his cheeks. He spotted the other soldiers already retreating to the back of the wall. It was time to go soon.
“So? I’m not asking you to swim with me. Let’s view the sunset from there.” He pointed at the vastness of the ocean.
“What kind of answer is this? I confessed to you just now that I can’t swim.” Levi’s tone got a tad sterner.
“So?” Eren repeated, and caused Levi’s mind to snap at his oblivious behaviour.
Levi extended his arms to the ocean as he explained, “Those are some big-ass waves! One probably needs a solid hold on their own feet if one doesn’t want to get splashed to the ground by them. Yes, even I, Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, have my worries. Horrendous, isn’t it?” Annoyed, Levi huffed, crossed his arms again and found the view of the other cadets making their way away from the ocean more interesting than looking into the emerald eyes of his own lover right in front of him, who was probably giving him one of his childish grins.
“I’ve waited so long for this.”
“Well, then, don’t mind me. I don’t want to ruin this moment for you. Go, admire the ocean alone. I’ll be fine all by myself here.” He waved a hand dismissively, still refusing stubbornly to meet his lover’s face, which was why he startled out of surprise when Eren took his wrists, tenderly, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Levi flustered and felt more heat accumulating eagerly under the skin of his face. Heart pumping faster, blood coiling comfortably like woods being lit up for a bonfire, and emotions sprinkling every spot inside him, Levi found himself in a different state; enveloped by a warm proximity that Eren’s voice and touches and scent had created.
“I was waiting for the moment where I’d finally get to know Humanity’s Strongest’s fear. I never thought of you as fearless, you know. No one is.” Eren’s words sounding off right next to his ear woke up rare shivers of endearment which then intermingled with the haze of love revolving around them as naturally as the earth revolving around the sun.
At first Levi felt offended, acted like this, but the scowl on his face sought nothingness very quickly. His brows softened and so did the rest of his face.
“Fine, now you know? So what?” Levi scoffed and wanted to take some physical distance from Eren. “Oi, brat! Wait!” But Eren had lifted his body up, carrying him in his arms, before Levi could finish his thought. The boy with the emerald eyes, which let the narrow sunshines diffuse inside of his iris, glittered a smile. A lovely smile in that cruel world both were trapped in. Hostages of merciless life. Levi bumped a fist against Eren’s chest. “Let me down.” he ordered, voice stern but the authority seemed non-existent right at that moment.
So Eren stepped up forward, stalking through the sand and straight to the waves, deeper and farther, holding Levi as close to him as possible as he brought him closer to the sunset.
Eren’s face wore less strains, less crinkles, less pain, less despair and Levi was actually grateful to see him loosened for a moment. That was why he let himself get carried by Eren. If Eren wanted to see the ocean with him, then Levi shouldn’t complain about it, so he thought at the very least.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
Levi shifted his gaze forward and stared. Watched the waving water that produced froth as it weltered. Eren’s longer hair swaying in the wind, salty liquid tickling at Levi’s ankles, and for that one moment everything felt okay. Alright. Normal. Perfect.