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"On a Dark Desert Highway,Cool Wind in My Hair..." Your eyes settle on the faint outline of a dust devil swirling near the far off mountain. The day is cool and there is a softness in the air. Still, something is unsettling,something is ajar . Whoosh... Then you realize the romantic vision of this valley you had is being distorted by the vigorous growth of a new forest. A contemporary forest . A forest for the "new" age. A place where these "trees" are planted and grow to full maturity in weeks, not years. A forest of sight and sound, of light and shadow. Whoosh...Whoosh... The sound fills your head and then settles in your heart. This beautiful valley is now the power for your cell phones and devices. Because power is what a contemporary forest is all about. Grand and beautiful power. Whoosh...Whoosh...Whoosh... These trees do not have a flavor.They cling to your sight and sing to your ears. Still they do not smell fresh. They leave a slight "sour" taste in the back of your throat; a sadness as much as a taste. The contemporary tree is not about pleasure like its counterparts in the natural world, it is all about power. Whoosh...Whoosh...Whoosh... Cry these "contemporaries"and my soul.....dennis
⚪️ Defino con el fin de comunicar Midiendo el aliento Sello la entrada de el espíritu Con el tono auto-existente de la forma Me guia el poder de el sinfin ⚪️ I define in order to communicate Measuring the breath I seal the entrance of the spirit With the self-existing tone of the form I am guided by the power of the endless #kin82 #vientoautoexistenteblanco #viento #autoexistente #blanco #calendariomaya #horoscopomaya #wind #selfexistent #ilustración #ilustration #ilustracion 1/365 https://www.instagram.com/p/BsrURi-nxCs/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dd1l9ecnxtnd
in the rain
A short horror story I wrote
Word count: 1848
TW: Blood, death, confusion
The sound of the gentle tapping of the rain on my window awakens me.
Just by glancing over at the window I can see the dark autumn sky even though it must still be around noon.
Slowly I get up from the couch, I must have dozed off for a minute or so.
I walk over to my kitchen to see if there is anything to eat.
Opening all the cabinets and finally the freezer, I discover that I'm all out of food.
Damn, I forgot, it's grocery day today... and I still have to go out with this shitty weather.
Still I ready myself to go outside, I take my dark green raincoat and a bag.
I put on my shoes and finally leave, locking the door behind me, walking towards the nearest bus stop.
I know I'm being lazy, walking that distance can be done in about half an hour, but still this weather seems to only be getting worse.
As I turn around to face the weather I feel the cool breeze going through my coat and the water gliding off my face.
A greeting from the outside, a cold and wet greeting.
Quickly I make a run for the bus stop.
Each time one of my feet hit the middle of a puddle, the water flies around me, making me feel like a little kid playing in the rain.
It takes a couple of minutes for me to reach the small square hut, known locally as the bus stop.
I live in the middle of nowhere anyway.
As I finally lay eyes on it I almost dive for cover under the roof.
I know it doesn't really matter, I'm already soaked, but still, it brings me comfort.
Immediately I notice that I'm not alone.
Someone else is standing beside me.
Most likely also waiting for the bus to come.
Their face is obscured by their coat... Their dark green coat.
Did he get it at the same store as me?
For a while we awkwardly stand next to each other, not speaking a word, or perhaps letting the rain itself do the talking.
Cold seconds pass slowly and eventually I can't take it anymore.
"So... uhh... the weather is pretty bad, éh?"
I know the question is bad, small talk is not everyone's favorite, but worse than that, I don't get a response at all.
And we are back at listening to the rain and just standing next to one another, but this one more awkwardly than before.
The person next to me didn't show any sign of even hearing me.
Finally the bus arrives and I get on.
I look back, but the person behind me doesn't seem to be moving in the slightest.
Does he even breathe? I really can't tell.
"Hey man? Didn't you need to take the bus too?" I call over to him, gesturing that he can go in, but again he doesn't move at all.
I shake my head and then turn it towards the bus driver.
Unlike the usual uniform, they seem to be wearing another dark green raincoat. Almost exactly like mine, or perhaps it's completely the same...
I show the chauffeur my ticket, but he doesn't move a muscle.
Quietly I turn around to look further inside the vehicle.
It's almost completely empty, except for a few strangers dressed with the same dark green jacket.
For a moment I hesitate.
Do I really want to be on this bus?
But then the squeaking doors behind me close, cutting off my only escape route.
Obediently I take a seat, trying not to look around me and just stare out of the window.
When the bus finally comes to a halt at my stop I get out as fast as I can.
Strangely enough this is the first stop it made, no one got on and no one got off.
As I step outside, I am greeted by more rain, falling down even heavier than before.
Quickly I race towards the store and feel a sense of relief wash over me as I finally reach the entrance and hear the familiar chime.
The bright light hurts my eyes, it's a lot brighter than outside after all.
I let out a shivering sigh from the cold. It might be less warm here than outside, or perhaps it's because of how wet my clothes have gotten.
The water has gone right through my coat after all.
I notice my breath leaving my mouth in small clouds and rub my hands together for some warmth.
I guess it must be cold here after all.
Carefully I look around, it seems that I'm the only customer inside the store.
I should probably hurry up, I'm not sure if there will be many buses leaving after I'm done with shopping.
I take a shopping cart and start to move around the store.
Taking with me things for breakfast, things for lunch, things for dinner and of course some snacks.
Eventually I find myself next to an aisle that's entirely empty.
"How strange..." I mutter to myself: "I was sure these were filled just last week..."
I take a few steps back, towards the fridges where they keep milk and stuff.
Something about it seems off.
Carefully I take a closer look.
It looks like all the cartons of milk from the highest shelf to the lowest have all been cut in half in a straight row.
No, cut isn't the word.
More like half of it has been melted off.
The contents are spilled all over the floor.
As I inspect the next row, I see that these all have half-faded packaging.
I look up to find a huge dark stain on the ceiling above it, water is slowly dripping down onto those products and the floor.
It's almost as if the rain is washing it all away.
Quickly I leave for the check-out and find another one behind the counter.
A person, dressed with the same raincoat as mine, somehow still with a faded nametag on their chest, too faded to read.
Honestly it looks a bit silly.
Their hood is up and they look down, causing me to be unable to see their face just like with the others before.
I greet the 'worker' like normal even though he doesn't move at all and I hand them the money, which they don't take either, so I place it before them.
"Keep the change." I say, trying to joke away the fear I feel inside.
That is the truth after all.
I'm scared.
I'm terrified.
I'm terrified, but I don't want to let it show.
Everything about this day has been strange.
Normally I don't fall asleep during the day, normally I don't take the bus to the store, normally I don't stand waiting for a bus with a stranger...
Then there's the fact I haven't seen a single familiar face since I woke up. Why isn't anyone here when usually this store is filled with people I know?
I pick up the pace, too scared to look behind me.
What if they did move?
What if they did move, but only if I wasn't facing them.
What if they were right behind me, staring at me from underneath those hoods?
What if they wanted to do something to me?
I shake my head and enter the rainy and windy outside world again.
The rainfall has gotten even heavier.
I can barely keep my eyes open from all the water pouring down, only able to open them again as I blindly enter the bus stop.
This time I'm alone.
Though I doubt if that really is the case.
I mean, what if they're watching?
While waiting for the bus to come I look at my sleeve.
The dark green fabric has been completely soaked.
Why is it that we all wear the same? I think to myself.
Where and when did I even buy such an ugly thing?
I have another one, a blue one... right?
No, now that I think about it I'm not so sure.
This rain... it's making it difficult to remember.
The bus finally arrives for me to go home again.
Trying to avoid the spats coming from the sky, but failing, I enter the vehicle.
It's cold here too.
Like in the store small clouds leave my shivering mouth.
I look at the driver.
It's one of them again.
Or am I supposed to be one of them?
My coat shows our resemblance.
My hood is still up too.
I take it off and smile at the driver.
"Good afternoon sir, bad weather we're having, don't we?"
Suddenly I hear something moving in the back of the bus.
Multiple people dressed like me are sitting there, more than before.
All of them seem to stare at me from underneath their dark hoods.
I smile at them too, but now that I'm looking at them too they have stopped moving again completely.
The door behind me closes and I take a seat.
Everything feels so unwelcoming, it makes me feel a bit sad.
Looking outside of the window I appreciate the beautifully dreary scenery from my home.
It looks like the water levels have been rising far.
Much further than it normally would.
Almost like the water is trying to swallow it all up.
I'm glad I live up high.
We drive past a small cliff.
I look down at the water through the window.
The rain is still relentlessly hitting the windows, coming down unforgivingly at the windows, making me scared that it could shatter them any moment.
It has become a droning noise overtaking any thought I might have had as suddenly, I feel light.
Everything starts feels like going in hyper speed.
The bus has made a turn.
A turn off the cliff.
And we hit the water before I even realized what was going on.
It's all going so fast and yet, none of them moved even an inch.
All of the other 'passengers' keep sitting the way they sat before, not even trembling because of the fall. Making it look like they were plastic figures glued to their respective benches.
Windows break and water starts to pour in even faster than the rain.
Loudly I curse and get up from my seat in a daze.
My head is pounding terribly, did I hit something?
I'm not sure.
It just hurts.
The vehicle starts to sink and I start to panic.
A heavy tree branch falls through one of the small windows in the ceiling.
I jump back, but then see that it has shattered the entire window and created a way for me to get out.
The water is rising higher and higher and I reach for the window.
Now the people in the bus do start to move.
In a strange and shocking way.
Moving like they have never used a limb before.
Crawling around, stumbling around, a strange form of swimming.
Shit!
They're coming for me!
They're coming for me!!
They get closer and closer with their strange movements.
Trying to wrap their arms around me.
As I feel their freezing cold fingers touch me I kick around me as hard as I can.
"Stay away!" I yell: "Stay the Hell away!!"
Desperately I hold on to the branch.
The first few already have their hands wrapped around my ankles.
"Let me go!!!" I yell, kicking and screaming.
More hands.
And then they start to grip and pull.
The gray light from the sky starts to grow distant, my head is getting closer to the water.
The heavy rain has started pushing me down now too.
Pushing back my hands, letting me slide back down.
I've never seen or even felt a rain storm this heavy, it feels like it's trying to get rid of me.
Trying to clean this place by getting rid of me.
Like a ghost town being washed away by the rain...
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For pedestrians, windy conditions can be uncomfortable or even downright dangerous. And while you might expect the buildings of an urban environment to protect people from the wind, that’s not always the case. The image above shows a simulation of ground-level wind conditions in Venice on a breezy day. While many areas, shown in blue and green, have lower wind speeds, there are a few areas, shown in red, where wind speeds are well above the day’s average. This enhancement often occurs in areas where buildings constrict airflow and funnel it together. The buildings create a form of the Venturi effect, where narrowing passages cause local pressure to drop, driving an increase in wind speed. Architects and urban designers are increasingly turning to numerical simulations and CFD to study these effects in urban environments and to search for ways to mitigate problems and keep pedestrians safe. (Image credits: CFD analysis - SimScale; pedestrians - Saltysalt, skolnv)
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Unexpected Rain (Animation + Song)
An animation I made the background of a song video (both made by us).
Landscape. (remake) Feel the wind, it’s a song of the earth.
A field of Japanese pampas grass in Sengokuhara , Hakone 箱根千石原すすきの草原
Eri più bello quando ridevi
Weak
I am feeble to the winds of your words and the gaze of your azure orbs
Day 3 - Donnalucata
Sei come il vento e il vento non si può tenere fermo
Day 3 - Donnalucata
The cost of offshore wind in America is dropping, from 24¢/kWh for the operational Block Island wind farm, to 13¢/kWH for two proposed projects in MD, to an expected 10¢/kWh for two projects in MA. But German offshore wind is only 5¢/kWh. Why is German offshore wind so cheap, and how can US offshore achieve those prices and compte with natural gas (~7¢/kWh).
The biggest factor is perceived risk by financial backers due to regulatory uncertainty. A clear national policy on offshore wind, and a national commitment to developing offshore wind resources, could drive those costs down.
Also increasing cost is the lack of a domestic supply chain and infrastructure. If the US invests in a domestic supply chain, including ports to service offshore wind (as is being done in New Bedford, MA), US offshore wind could become cost competitive with natural gas.
Original Article
Fourteen US states generate at least 10% of their energy from wind power.
Offshore wind energy in Europe: Lots
Offshore wind energy in the US: none
(continued from previous post)
The big story in Houser and Mohan's study is where these cleaner forms of energy are coming from that are responsible for half of the drop in emissions. It's generally assumed that the drop is a result of cleaner and cheap natural gas pushing out dirty coal. However, Houser and Mohan show that we shouldn't be counting out reneables.
Plumer:
Natural gas is indeed pushing out dirtier coal, and that makes a sizable difference (burning natural gas for electricity emits about half the carbon-dioxide that burning coal does). But wind farms are also sprouting up across the country, thanks to government subsidies. What’s more, industrial sites are burning more biomass for heat and electricity, while biofuels like ethanol are nudging out oil. All of that has done a lot to cut emissions.
From the Washington Post:
Map from the U.S. Energy Information Administration showing how much electricity each state gets from wind, solar, biomass, and geothermal. Maine was the clear winner in 2011, getting 27 percent of its electricity coming from renewable sources — a lot of it wind power and biomass. But Maine had a lot of renewable energy back in 2001, too. South Dakota and Iowa, at 21 percent and 17 percent, have seen far more impressive growth. Both of those states got almost none of their electricity from renewable sources a decade ago.
From the Washington Post:
"There are two ways to think about the cost of energy. There’s the dollar amount that shows up on our utility bills or at the pump. And then there’s the “social cost” — all the adverse consequences that various energy sources... end up foisting on the public."
"The blue bars represent the current market cost of various energy sources. On top of that, Greenstone and Looney have added estimated health damages from air pollution (the purple bar), as well as the cost of climate-changing carbon emissions that come with burning fossil fuels (the gray bar)."
"At the end of the paper, Greenstone and Looney argue that the government should put a price on the social costs of fossil fuels — either through a cap on emissions or a tax. “If firms and consumers faced the full cost of their energy use,” they write, “they would have a greater incentive to make more-informed and socially efficient decisions about energy consumption.”"
Meanwhile, as coal's share of U.S. electricity production declines, wind power capacity has been increasing. By the end of 2010, total wind power capacity exceeded 40,000 megawatts, representing a cumulative investment total of $78 billion since the beginning of the 1980s.
*the slowed growth observed in 2010 is attributed to the delayed impact of the global financial crisis (which impacted the apparent availability of capital for 2010 projects that were being planned in 2009), low natural gas prices and a lower overall demand for energy
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And the water seemed like ink.