What's your opinion on Love?!
"Wanting material positions or mastery makes people behave stupidly just like love"
This statement could also be interpreted as wanting material possession or mastery is due to a love i.e. wanting material possession is due to a love for wealth and one pursues mastery due to his love for that art.
Dyson Spheres - Will Humanity Relocate?
@cephalon I can't say I'm too hopeful that we will ever create one. Even with a super advanced civilization several millennia ahead of us, the sheer scale of such an undertaking would be absolutely insane. The sphere's radius would have to be large enough such that the sphere is not destroyed by the concentrated energy, and any sphere that fits that criteria would require about 62 metric asstons of raw materials. Then there is the issue of material strength; it seems almost inconceivable that any material could be developed with the requisite tensile strength. Ultimately, it just sees more practical for humanity to develop a somewhat smaller source of energy. What that source is I don't think we yet have the knowledge to properly conjecture upon.
Which are the manga related episodes in “Naruto Shippuden” anime?
Since all the rest of the answers are outdated now, here's a new and updated Guide to Watching Naruto (not Shippuden) Without Filler:
Follow the link (Complete list of Naruto Shippuden Filler Episodes)
Watch episodes 1-25
Pick up at 27-96
Pick up at 98-100
Pick up at 107-135
Pick up or Skip at 220 (Start the episode at 12:02. You will see a little bit of the eye burning filler so dont worry about the scenes you don’t understand. All you have to understand is that in this episode: Everyone returns to the Hidden Leaf Village and resume their training. Ino makes a request to also become Tsunade's student and everyone says goodbye to Naruto, who is about to head off for his two-and-a-half years of training with Jiraiya (who returned with information about Akatsuki's plans) You could skip this episode. It is optional.
Guide to watching Naruto: Shippuden without Filler:
Watch episodes 1-56
Skip at 57-70
71 -Last 10 min or so is manga material. But is relevant for the next arc.
Pick up at 72-89
Skip at 90-111
Pick up or Skip - 112 - Last 10 min or so is manga material. But is relevant for the next arc. You will see eye burning filler but all you need to know is that the akatsuki captures the three tails.
Pick up at 113-143
Skip at 144-151
Pick up at 152-169
Skip at 170 & 171
Pick up at 172-175
Skip at 176-196 (Some of this arc has filler mixed in with manga material so for those who care about the 100% completion and dont mind seeing a little burning lol, check out the spoiler below.)
176 - manga/filler
skip - 177
178-181 - manga/filler
most of these involve information related to the taka group, and also some related events to tobi. If you watch the anime, you know what I’m taking bout.
Pick up at 197-222
Pick up at 243-256
257 -half filler/half manga
Pick up at 261-278
Pick up at 282-283
Pick up at 296-302
Pick up at 321-346
Pick up at 362-375
Pick up at 378-388
Pick up at 391-393
Skip 394 - 413
Pick up at 414 to 415
Skip 416 - 417
Pick up at 418
Pick up at 420-421
Pick up at 424-426
Pick up at 458–459
Pick up at 463
Pick up at 469–479
Pick up at 484–500
Guide to watching Boruto: Naruto Next Generations without Filler:
Watch episodes 1– <<Not yet known>>
I know that that's a alot of fillers! Those who are bored with them can entertain themselves with the memes below:
Short Chapter Idea That I Need Votes For
"Do I have to go?" The female brunette whined as she tugged on the strap of her glittery green dress. It flowed to the floor and had a slit in the leg that reached farther than her knee. It left her back bare and instead, had rippling fabric pooling at her arse. The cut for the bust was low, but didn't reveal too much. It also had a thick black belt. The whole dress hugged her frame perfectly.
Originally, it had belonged to Mary Jane Watson, or MJ. But the beautiful evergreen clashed with her fiery red hair. So, Pep got the hand-me-down. But it was a beautiful hand-me-down.
"Yes!" Her girlfriend hissed as she harshly tugged a lock of dark auburn hair, only to pin it back.
The younger girl glared at her best friend through the mirror, but huffed as the redhead reporter let out a pleased mewl and stepped back, grinning. "Done!" She beamed proudly.
Dark green eyes looked at her reflection before a gasp escaped her plump lips and her plucked eyebrows rose to her hairline. Pale powder defined her high cheek bones, black eyeliner and eyeshadow made her sparkling dark green eyes pop, not that they didn't already, and crimson red was painted across her lips. Her hair was pulled back into a half ponytail. Causing her hair to mimic that of a waterfall as thick, dark auburn locks fell across her back and shoulders, little strands framed her thin face.
She was a thing of dreams.
"Whose she?" She blurted out, obviously impressed.
MJ's grin widened before she checked the time. "Crap!" She cursed before running out of the room to finish getting ready.
A few minutes passed, leading Peter Penny Parker, or more commonly know by her friends as Pep, to quietly admire herself in the full body mirror. She noted the fact that MJ had made her look older. Instead of looking like a nerdy 16 year old girl in an expensive dress, she matured, with the help of the bra pads, into a gorgeous 20 year old woman.
You see, Pep's Highschool had won a football game, finally, and Harry decided it was an occasion worth celebration. The eccentric redhead was all too quick to agree, but it was the youngest of the trio that was more unsure. Eventually, they coaxed her into celebrating with them... which she immediately regretted. Turns out, Harry was planning to take them clubbing, at the fanciest club around and completely ignore that fact that they were underage, to cut loose. For some reason, Pep reluctantly agreed...
...But if anyone mentions the fact that they slipped something into her smoothie, they would completely deny it.
"You look amazing." Was the soft whisper from behind her.
Looking up in the mirror, she smiled at the figure standing in her doorway, "You look handsome too." She complimented as she looked him up and down. Her wore a nice black suit and tie with a gray undershirt.
Harry smiled, smug that he could make her cheeks heat so much that they resembled the color of her lipstick. Standing behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. He was taller than her by 3 inches, which was enough to be able to hold her tiny frame.
Seconds ticked by before Harry slowly pulled away and turned her to face him. Their faces were inches apart as their eyes darted from each others lips, eyes, then lips again. Harry edged closer and-
"'Kay guys! I'm ready!" MJ yelled from the hallway.
At supernatural speeds, the two teens pulled away and stood 2 feet apart, flushed as their best friend entered the room in a dark red, knee high, deep cut dress.
Quick to avoid the incoming questions, Pep spoke first, "MJ, you look gorgeous!"
MJ's nose twitched, but she followed along and thanked Pep.
The trio made their way out of Pep's house, after bidding Aunt May goodnight, and entered Harry's limo. The drive to the club was lively, as if nothing had happened.
The vechile came to a stop before the group filed out of the limo and into a long line. Miraculously, they managed to cut the line and enter the club, with the help of their fake ID's, without trouble.
The friends ordered drinks, though Pep never got half way through with hers, before Harry became sick. MJ left her alone to help him in the bathroom, but not before telling her, "Stay here and enjoy yourself. At least one of us should." Pep wanted to object, but MJ gave her one of the looks that said your life would be infinitely better if just kept your mouth shut.
Sighing, she nodded her head and leaned against the counter, stirring the acholic beverage, she forgot the name, in her hands.
The bright lights and blaring music blinded her from noticing the tall man making his way towards her. It wasn't until it was too late and he was standing beside her that she noticed his presence.
"Hello beautiful." He greeted, giving her a toothy grin.
Pep noticeably flinched as her head snapped to face him. Her wide eyes widened more as she realized who had just greeted her.
Tony. Fucking Stark.
TONY FUCKING STARK!!
Tony grinned at her reaction and handed her a drink, "Try this."
It was a pink beverage, with cherries in it.
She looked at the drink in his hand, not even realizing he had ordered one, before placing hers down and taking it. Placing the glass to her lips, she took a large sip and pulled the glass away, leaving lipstick marks.
(A/N: This is exactly what you should NOT do when in a bar or club. If some random guy, no matter how populuar... or hot... or sexy.... or- I'm getting of track, but no matter how famous they may be, you never know if they drugged it or something. So, in short, just like a kid shouldn't accept candy from strangers, an adult should not accept drinks from strangers at bars. 'Kay. I'm done.)
Her face contorted into a strange look as she smacked her lips, "It's... Sweet. Really sweet." After a moment of rolling her jaw, she finalized, "I like it." She said, grinning as she faced him.
"Good. I knew you'd like it. I figured your a sweet person." He shot with his award winning, sometimes literally, smirk.
Pep's cheek heated farther to once again match her lipstick. "T-thank you, Mr. Stark." She stuttered in a quiet voice, looking down at the ground.
He chuckled deeply, a melodious sound, before he replied, "Mr. Stark? Please, call me- Oh." He grumbled as his phone rang. Pulling it out of his pocket, he looked like he was about to ignore it, but saw the ID. Rolling his eyes, he looked back up at her and smiled, "I'll be right back. Okay? Will you stay here?" He asked, his eyes pleading as if he was a puppy.
Biting her lip, she shrugged, "I promised I'll stay." She said softly.
He grinned before walking into the crowd.
A few seconds went by before she heard her ringtone. Pulling her phone out of her purse, she saw a text.
-Harry's feling a lil betr. I can finally Carey him 2 the car witout hum puking ALL over me... in short,⌚2 go.-
Pep smiled slightly at MJ's semi-long text before frowning as she remembered her promise. Biting the inside of her cheek, she looked around then back at her phone and began typing.
-can I stay? I met some 1.-
-squeals FINALLY YO INTERACTING EITH SOMEONE OTHER THAN US AND TMSOMETHING OTHER THAN SCHOOL PAPARR!!!! AAAGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!-
Pep rolled her eyes at that, but she couldn't hold back the small laugh.
- So can I stay?-
-😑 I didn't type all that just to say no. Yes, you can stay. B careful tho.-
Pep grinned with enthusiasm.
-No prob. Love ya, Harry says so 2... and 2 wear protection.-
Pep rolled her eyes, deciding to not acknowledge the sexual comment and just say bye.
-💙❤💙 u guys 2.-
Pressing the off button on the side of her phone, she pushed it back into her purse and took another sip of her drink before Tony Stark came back out of the crowd.
He grinned at her wolfishly, to which she looked down and shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her pierced ear.
"You stayed!" He declared, to which Pep nodded smally. "Hey, you wanna come to the tower? It's a bit more quiet there."
Pep's eyes blew wide at the thought of visiting the inside of the Avengers Tower.
She nodded quickly, to which Stark chuckled.
Taking her hand, she blushed of course, he weaved them in and out of the crowd before they came outside. With a few motions of his hands, he was covered in his armor. Turning to her, he spoke, "C'mere."
Slowly, she came close and let him hug her before she let out a shrill, but short scream, and held onto him for dear life, quite literally.
They flew over the city, the lights looked beautiful in contrast to the pitch black night.
After a few silent minutes, they landed on the balcony of the Avengers Tower. She stepped aside as he slightly nudged her before a machine came out of the ground and removed his suit. It looked incredibly complicated.
A second later, he held her hand as he led them inside, out of the cold night air. He led them through the living room and kitchen, but only made it to the hallway before Tony turned to her.
Somehow, slowly, but also quickly, his hands came to the sides of her face. He inched closer before laying a lustful kiss onto her soft, red, plump lips.
To Pep, it felt amazing. Though, internally, as she melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned, she screamed that this was her first kiss.
Tony. Fucking Stark.
TONY FUCKING STARK!!
Stole her first kiss. And she was entirely fine with that.
The kiss was warm and rough as he licked her lip for entrance, to which she quickly gave. He lightly nipped her bottom lip before exploring. His lips were rough yet soft, and he tasted like alcohol, coconut, and metal.
Her hands tangled into his brownie cokored hair as his arms crawled down her face and to her back, to which he rubbed before lightly pulling on the strap of her dress
Immediately, red alarms went off in Pep's head. It wasn't until both straps were off her shoulders and he was trying to take it off her arm completely, that she pulled back and laid her forehead against his, "W-wait." She stuttered softly, inhaling deep breaths.
He looked worried as he peered into her dark green eyes and asked, "What?"
She bit her bottoms lip as tears welled up, /He'll be furious./ She thought.
She inhaled deeply before speaking, "I-I can't. I'm only 16."
That was the soft whisper that caused Tony Stark to step back. His face was blank as he stared at her, before it morphed into horror, surprise, then amusement. He smirked as he shook his head, "Well, I've done weirder things in my teens." He chuckled.
Curiously, and still a bit worried, Pep mumbled, "Your not mad?"
"No. Completely fine... We just won't be able to do some of the stuff I had planned for tonight, and tomorrow morning... And evening." He joked.
A blush crawled up Pep's cheeks at the sexual comment, but nodded.
"But, that won't ruin our night. You wanna see my suits?"
Her eyes light up immediately as she tossed her head up and down, furiously.
He chuckled at her excitement before taking her hand and pulling her down to his workshop. Upon entering, she gasped in amazement. It was a nerd paradise. All the tools, materials, and equipment she could ever need, all in one room.
Walking over to a contraption, that this author will never know how to build, she told him what it was.
He rose an eyebrow and nodded, impressed.
She ran around the room, labeling equipment before, in her excitement, she ran into Stark. "Oh, sorry." She laughed nervously, noticing his warm hands that held her arms to keep her from falling
"It's fine." He smiled before guiding her to one of his many workbenches and setting her down. He began the exciting process of explaining parts of his suit to her, his prototypes, and the such.
She took it all in stride, much to the surprise of Stark. Of course, there were a few materials that she was not familiar with, but other than that, she impressed and intrigued the multi-millionaire, playboy, philanthropist.
... This happened a year ago. I'm now 17, and living the life.
A/N: So, this is basically a introduction, or trailer, to a possible story that I'm thinking about writing on another site called Wattpad(Username: Lil-Loki). I have some of the plot down, but I'm tweaking on relationships.
Warning, this is officially NOT a fem!Peter x Harry fanfiction. I swear on a lot of dead family and friends' graves, it is not. I'm still working on the relationships, so this could be a fem!Peter x Loki, x Steve, or even x Bucky. So... Ya...
Anyway, the point of me writing this and showing it to you, is that I want you to decide on whether or not this would make a good story. I'd like you to read this and tell me if it is story material and if it could mature into a full blown fanfiction.
Also, this is my writing, so please do not copy this. As crappy as it is, and as inexperienced as I am, being 12, I like how I wrote this, compared to previous attempts, and would not appreciate it if you decided to copy this and claim it as your own. So please don't. Thank you.
Dyson Spheres - Will Humanity Relocate?
@truongk20 I agree, it would be a huge project, one that we may never finish considering modern problems like resource depletion, national competition, religious terrorism, and countless other things. The big issue isn't building the structure itself, it's lasting long enough to complete the project.
Also, you don't necessarily have to completely surround the star. You don't even have to build a giant platform. There are multiple ways to do it, two of which I will share.
1.) Build a bunch of small space stations, not very large, just numerous, and throw them into orbit around the star. You can always add to the number of stations, the big issue is making sure they don't collide. Even so, it shouldn't happen very often.
2.) Build a massive ring around the star, similar to the ring around Saturn, except one large object. It should be relatively thin, since you can always build more, and it can house a TON of people. You can also approach this design with a ladder-like structure, where the rungs of the ladder are constantly rotating, providing artificial gravity. This also cuts back on the needed materials, since there's a sizeable gap between each rung.
Both of these methods don't require insanely strong materials, more so the former. You could always pull resources from other planets, or somehow fuse large amounts of common atoms to make things like iron, similar to how a star does. Sadly, this is not possible yet, but we're getting pretty close to starting nuclear fusion.
Which came first, a chicken or an egg?
Ohh, so many to choose from... hmmm; well; I suppose the chicken did, alphabetically speaking... in English that is...
Chronological word/sound formation-wise? No clue, but I'm sure it can be searched, to possibly satisfactory approximation.
In terms of biologically active, elemental material; perhaps one must consult both the "chicken", and the "egg", separately; and then together; because both are unknown potential liars, that we can never fully trust anyways.
When it comes to perceptually symbolic references; one might consider visiting "the void", and contemplating the concept, of experiencing a linear progression of events, "contained" within an all present now-ness of no-time.
When there are too many of either to count; not enough to go around; or a short-circuiting, internal process loop; in lieu of such a magnanimous preponderance... and it's becoming an issue; one might benefit from shifting focus back towards awareness of the body's natural breathing pattern, and that perhaps, partaking in such things, may not be in one's best interest.
When it comes to came, it approaches already occurred, until it reverses in on itself, in a strange, double overlap, of auto-redundant, invertitude; at which point, both chicken and egg, de-materialize, implosionally; and one pops back to, in a plant-life based, poorly lit ass, setting-like place; with peculiarly posture-ating, peoples of paint-faced proclivitid-ness... proclaiming the power of pea-pie-poo, and the chicken egg stew; dem done came full circle... cock-a-doodle doo... The End... Beginning.
Signed; The Eggy-Ass-Chicken. With help from, Humpty Dumpty, and Mother Goose... but there was no help; from the green ham hockin'; Doctor-Ass-Seuss.
im a nerd,ask me anything!
Let's consider momentum here, assuming the egg is dropped at rest, conservation of energy applies and kinetic energy is equal to the potential energy of the egg at the very top. The velocity of the egg is sqrt(2gh) where h is the height we're dropping it from. We can calculate the force of impact from the relationship that the derivative of momentum w/rt to time is the force. g is constant at 9.81 m/s^2 due to gravity. We can assume the egg has a mass of 60 g (or 0.06 kg to be consistent with units). At 5 meters this gives us a force of ~200N. Let's assume the apex of an egg is infinitely small, being a point in space (but to satisfy you let's assume it is a circle with diameter 0.5 mm). If we calculate the pressure as force/area, we get 1018591635 Pa or 1.02 GPa or 147734 psi or 10052.71783864 atm. Concrete's compressive strength is 0.07 GPa, which is no where near what's needed to withstand 1.02 GPa. There's no way that an egg, even if arranged so that the apex takes the full impact, can withstand that amount of load and not fail. An eggshell is made of calcite, a material more brittle than cement. To compare, the compressive strength of a diamond (a far stronger material) slightly over 110 GPa.
Citing my sources: https://www.engineeringtoolbox.com/concrete-properties-d_1223.html (concrete compressive str.)
http://www.chm.bris.ac.uk/motm/diamond/diamprop.htm (diamond compressive str.)
how many ounces in a cup and how many ounces in a pound?
@i-am-male said in how many ounces in a cup and how many ounces in a pound?:
@thestrangest Hurricane season has already gotten a lot worse for those living along the East coast
You do realise that we're talking about what more likely to end human life. If global warming was the reason you do realise that'll take at least another 100 years from now but with AI 25 years is the minimum
antibiotic resistance is becoming a big issue and bioterrorism will become a real threat now that CRISPR is accessible to virtually anyone - which is a version of gene editing that even dummies can access and afford. Imagine creating a virus that combines ebola, the flu, and HIV, that's possible now. Giant space rocks wiped out the dinosaurs, I don't think ruling them out is a good idea.
1st You do not realise that as much as CRISPR would be widespread in the near future, these types of big genetic modifications are still tricky. It will take another 30 years before bioterrorism could possibly become a thing right? And even then that wouldn't easily constitute the end of all human life because just as easily CRISPR could be used to create a life erasing virus it could be used to create an antidote. An astroid hitting earth in the next 100 years would have been detected by now and by then we would probably be an interplanetary species.
AI is limited by electricity, so even if machines take over the world, we would just have to pull the plug on electricity and wait for them to run out of juice.
That is not how it works. Not only would cutting all electricity all over a country immediately result in a lot of deaths because of our dependence on water, food and other things that could only be accessed using electricity if that's what you meant by cutting electricity but AI would definitely not be dumb enough to somehow let us just cut off electricity, AI would most likely be.
Or, go somewhere with high humidity so they'll rust.
Do i really have to explain how stupid this is. We Most electronics are already made out of materials that can't rust so why would we degrade quality of materials for AI
A List of Profane Evu'enian Words/Phrases
WARNING: PROFANE LANGUAGE
I got bored and made a basic list of common words and phrases to tell people off in my native language. ENJOY!
Word (Pronunciation✝): Definition, [Literal Translation], (Rough Translation)
✝Simplified for English speakers
Sko (skoh): bitch, dick, (corpse)
Nox (nohks): (No real meaning; added at the end of sentences to emphasize and/or be harsh)
'knnga (huh•KUHN•gah): fuck you, you motherfucker
'knnga nox (huh•KUHN•gah - NOHKS): I'll fucking kill you
This one can get you arrested
Shung bi dameshu (SHOONG - BEE - DAH•meh•shoo): son of a bitch, piece of shit, [fucking piece of trash]
Lizhing (leezh•EENG): disgusting person, asshat, [(short for) pedophile]
Kas (kahs): scum, waste, dirt, piece of shit, (byproduct)
from Japanese "カス [kasu]" (same meaning)
Koing nox/Nê koing (KOH•eeng - NOHKS / NAY - KOH•eeng): what the fuck
Ngeko raffuko (NEH•koh - RAH•foo•koh): (Cat shit/piss)✝
✝Quite possibly the most horrid material in existence
Hitoshi yu (hee•TOH•shee - YOO): Bring it!, (equal fist)
Lizhshêjê (LEEZH•shay•jay): [Animal fucker]
Azhongwaik (AH•zhong•wah•eek): Unfaithful, Worthless, (without pride)
implies they have nothing to be proud of
Ngagatue nox (NAH•gah•tih - NOHKS): god damnit
Psaks (psahks): fuck
Maakoeme (MAH•koh•eh•meh): [kill yourself]
Komisanan na ka? (KOH•mee•sahn•ahn - NAH - KAH): [You wanna fucking die?]
'ikueng (HEE•kihng): fuck off
Sêwaa chise (say•WAH - CHEE•seh): geezer, (chicken skin)
Shung (shoong): [fucking], [damn]
Akalo shung hañangs (AH•kah•loh - SHOONG - hah•NYAHNGS): I don't give a fuck, (big fucking news)
Hanpajê (HAHN•pah•jay): douchebag, asshole, dickbag, (rude person)
Buta (BOO•tah): fatass, (pig)
Hekwi gokoro (HEHK•wee - GOH•koh•roh): stuck up, (box minded)
Olijê (OH•lee•jay): (oil✝ person)
✝The SECOND most disgusting material in existence
Yanumijê (YAHN•oo•mee•jay): Someone who never shuts the hell up, (Word ocean person)
Akshizume (ahk•SHEE•zoo•meh): shut the fuck up, [be silent]
Luzax miru (LOO•zahks - MEE•roo): Mind you own damn buisiness, (easy sight)
Shitu koko da na (SHEE•too - KOH•koh - DAH - NAH): [now you're fucked (, you know?)]
Zyue (zyih): [idiot], [stupid]
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