Adeerus Ghayan

Project Chief Circular Bio-Economy, Biomanufacturing (PostDoc) - Author: 1) Autism and Sunlight - 2) The Scriptwriter -3) Ibil - adeerus.com

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Mars-the perfect distraction.

But what’s it hiding?

We’re not going to Mars.

The real space race is about orbital control, lunar mining, & surveillance.

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A solar-powered future is closer than you think!⚡️ Just 3% of the Sahara or 4% of Australia's land could supply the world's entire power needs. Time to harness the sun!☀️

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Solar Powered World: Calculating Land Requirements for a Global Baseload Demand

The answer is: 300,000 km² of land. We need a total of 300,000 km² (approximately 550 km x 550 km) of land to power the entire planet with s

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City lights whisper to the stars,

Skyscrapers dream beyond our scars.

The Milky Way spills silent grace,

A cosmic mirror to our race.

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Nestled in eucalyptus dreams,

Australia’s koalas, soft sunbeams.

With quiet paws they cling so tight,

In amber dawn or silver night.

Through whispering leaves they slowly roam,

A fuzzy hush, a nature‑woven poem.

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A bicycle hums through cobbled grace,

Rain‑washed streets, a gentle pace.

She reads, serene, on the rear rack’s sway,

City stirs; she drifts.

Old storefronts glow in morning light,

Mughal stone soft and bright.

In motion, the past still gleams,

A quiet ride through dreams.

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A beast once born for speed and flame,

Now sleeps beneath the monsoon's claim.

Emerald skin, with moss embraced,

In ruins lost, by time erased

Arches weep, domes sigh above,

A relic drowned in history's love.

Where thunder roared, now silence reigns,

A ghost of glory in the rain

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High on Himalayan stone they rest,

Spots and snow in quiet nest.

The cub leans close, its paws so small,

Protected by the mountain’s wall.

A gaze afar, the parent still,

Guarding peace with silent will.

In frost and fur, a bond runs deep,

Where wild hearts and silence sleep.

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A boy on chrome, the wind his crown,

Old car clings to cliffside ground.

Mountains whisper, skies unfold,

Youth stands tall, defiant, bold.

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Golden steel against the night,

Moon ascends in silver flight.

Silhouettes in quiet awe,

Paris hums its mythic law.

Starlit dreams in drifting air,

Timeless wonder everywhere.

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A boy on chrome, the wind his crown,

Old car clings to cliffside ground.

Mountains whisper, skies unfold,

Youth stands tall, defiant, bold.

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Golden hush at water’s edge,

a boat, a bird, a shadow fled.

Amber sky, umbrella bright,

soft charcoal folds into night.

Stillness speaks in yellow and black,

a quiet soul not looking back.

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One lake, four lives,

Spring whispers in mist,

Summer glows with firefly breath,

Autumn drifts in a boat of memory,

Winter waits in pagoda silence.

Golden hour binds them,

a single breath across seasons.

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Finest minds have concluded Asia is... "the one shaped a bit like a fancy banana."

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Ghost on the ridge, silent and bold,

A mother threads through granite cold.

Her cub, a whisper in her jaw,

Wrapped in rosettes, cradled in awe.

Mist veils the peaks, snowflakes descend,

A fleeting bond the clouds defend.

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Lanterns flicker, sandstone sighs,

Books whisper tales beneath warm skies.

Rickshaws sleep, the chai steam curls,

In twilight’s hush, the past unfurls.

Grainy frames, a fan’s slow spin,

History hums where stories begin.

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In Australia’s spring, where blossoms gleam,

A bee drifts through a golden dream.

Its wings hum tales the petals know,

Of sunlit paths and pollen’s glow.

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A bicycle hums through cobbled grace,

Rain‑washed streets, a gentle pace.

She reads, serene, on the rear rack’s sway,

City stirs; she drifts.

Old storefronts glow in morning light,

Mughal stone soft and bright.

In motion, the past still gleams,

A quiet ride through dreams.