Velociraptors are scary but really they aren't that scary because they can't change speed. They always move at exactly the same rate, so they're predictable and you can avoid them. The real one to look out for is the acceleraptor

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Velociraptors are scary but really they aren't that scary because they can't change speed. They always move at exactly the same rate, so they're predictable and you can avoid them. The real one to look out for is the acceleraptor
Alfa Romeo 6C 1500 Super Sport "Mille Miglia" Spider '1928–29, дизайн Stabilimenti Farina
El Tesla Model S Plaid alcanza los 322 km/h y la aceleración parece irreal:
Dragonflies can accelerate up to 4 G in straight flight and withstand up to 9 G during sharp turns when hunting prey.
Cambie de editor de imágenes la imagen de Nolo es hecho en la app que uso desde hace 5 años y la de Tork es en una app que apenas me anime a usar💖💅✨💜.
Me gustan ambas imágenes y como quedo, se nota mucho el cambio (o ya estoy loco) pero también note que avance en mi forma de editar tal vez no sea mucho pero es un avance ✨✨✨🤍.
On Capitalism and Indigenous Cultures
Capitalism's implementation into third world economic affairs functionally entails the cultural displacement of local people on a national scale. Individuals begin to base their identities relative to market trends and what is concertedly the hottest topic, the subject that will earn you the most adulation and enterprise. Indigenous traditions and practices are superseded by schemas of industrialization and modalities of capital accumulation that render native people alienated and stripped of their sense of belonging to the land--environments and ecosystems become marketable landscapes, a supermarket hither and a strip mall yonder is what they refer to as progress. Everything is inherently commodified under a free market and the structures of private sectors. Porque la muerte es el capitalismo: el capitalismo que llega disfrazado de progreso, disfrazado de trabajo. Nos han dicho que, si viene una empresa, vamos a tener mucho trabajo, pero los pueblos sabemos que no es así. Sabemos que ese trabajo va a ser por poco tiempo y que, al final de cuentas, en la parcela donde antes sembrabas ya no vas a poder sembrar, porque ahí va a haber un hotel, un Starbucks o un centro comercial. A eso es a lo que ellos llaman progreso. Eso es lo que ellos llaman llevar trabajo a las comunidades y a los pueblos. Hoy en día hemos entendido y sabemos que todo lo que nos dicen es mentira. Progress under capitalism is fundamentally a facade only constructed to benefit the ruling class and disparage the subordinates. It is meant to maintain one subservient and docile whilst all that embellishes your life with meaning and significance is dismantled ever so conspicuously, replaced with soulless shells of what once was. It does not merely rearrange material conditions--it reformulates them with completely new ontology, an intricate reprogramming of the sequences that synthesized their congruent organization. All benevolent contrivances that arise from its interpolation into foreign dynamics are merely perceptually positive through Western lenses; GDP, participation in global trade, and rates of industrialization are prioritized over the preservation and maintenance of the unique social participations to which the locations and situations are inextricably bound. Human endeavors will eventually cease to be imperative contributions to the acceleration of capital's progression; markets are intrinsically cybernetic--they follow sapient pathways and lead towards individually sentient trajectories of maneuvering themselves. Capitalism is an iteration of artificial intelligence in itself; the two are inversely connected to one another in an underlying, but once cognized, harrowing fashion. People, compositions of natural properties, are merely the test subjects of this grandiose self-modifying recursive algorithm--humans and their cultural patterns are anachronisms to this novel cognition. It is from this unnatural distortion of reality, this repurposing of material forms, that postmodern philosophical apparatuses arise. Nothing human makes it out of the near future. Such is what those who fantasize about this epoch advocate, a destruction of the anthropoid race and its offspring.