Kidnapped And Experimented On By Aliens But I Was In The Control Group So Nothing Happened

If u know u know.

Ruth Awad, from “Let me be a lamb in a world that wants my lion”

I made this after dumping a bunch of info about leptons onto my friend today skfjdkkdjd

citationless behavior

Accretion Disk Binary System - December 26th, 1995.

"Our Sun is unusual in that it is alone - most stars occur in multiple or binary systems. In a binary system, the higher mass star will evolve faster and will eventually become a compact object - either a white dwarf star, a neutron star, or black hole. When the lower mass star later evolves into an expansion phase, it may be so close to the compact star that its outer atmosphere actually falls onto it. Such is the case diagrammed above. Here gas from a blue giant star is shown being stripped away into an accretion disk around its compact binary companion. Gas in the accretion disk swirls around, heats up, and eventually falls onto the compact star. Extreme conditions frequently occur on the surface of the compact star as gas falls in, many times causing detectable X-rays, gamma-rays, or even cataclysmic novae explosions. Studying the extreme conditions in these systems tells us about the inner properties of ordinary matter around us."

"what do I do if I have theories" will always be the fucking funniest reddit post

you gotta be as gay as possible on the computer otherwise alan turing died for nothing

but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!

“Noether” is such an absurdly perfect name for a scientist involved with relativity

Y’know, it’s getting real tiring seeing all the study aesthetic accounts post the same things over and over. Overpriced planners, fancy equipment, delicate literature, cliché quotes, diluted palettes.

Show me the broke students. Show me the ones whose stress isn’t conventionally attractive. Show me the dollar tree notebooks and 10+ year old technology that can barely run the bare essentials. Show me the beat up books with cheap post-its and neon yellow highlighter. Show me the cramped closet or kitchen table you use. Show me the unfiltered pictures from that old phone you’ve never upgraded.

Show me what academia really is. Put the color in the picture, the vibrancy of personal drive when everyone around you fits in a monochrome pinterest board.

I’ll give my own example.

I’m disabled and currently unemployed so getting a degree is not quite the picture yet. I have a passion for theology, so over the years I’ve collected all my media from places like goodwill or garage sales. I communicate on discord, not zoom or linkedin. I mend my decade-old clothes when years of laundering thins and tears the fabric.

This is my study spot. In a place with roommates where the attention has to be shared, I’ve made my room my safe corner, where I can hide away from the stress of small-talk and pour my heart into my love of knowledge.

I cook my cheap meals and I clean my living space and I have trouble sleeping over the whys in life, looking out the window at the brown November street corner. Takeout is a luxury, friends are few but fond, and my notes would get more comments than likes on social media.

I know you’re out there. Let’s be friends!