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Sometimes, certain words touch the heart so deeply that they seem to be made of something else, not of mere sound, but of pure kindness. Words that come from the depths of the heart, free of pretense or disguise, find their way directly into the hearts of others. Such words often come from people who are made of light themselves ,souls whose presence, gaze, and even silence bring peace. Some people are like rare works of art, original, timeless, unrepeatable, and adorned with inner beauty. Being beside them feels like walking through a living museum of pure emotions; a place where every moment holds a lesson in kindness, grace, and greatness. These are the people whose presence, however brief, becomes etched forever in the memory of the heart. And we are truly fortunate if life ever leads us to cross paths with such souls.
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From Extraordinary Eyes to Lethal Strikes: How the Mantis Shrimp Became a Marvel of Nature The mantis shrimp, a small but astonishing crustacean, has captured the attention of scientists thanks to three remarkable features: its complex vision system, powerful strikes, and extraordinary DNA repair abilities. Despite its modest appearance, the mantis shrimp includes over 250 species found in tropical and subtropical waters. Its eyes contain 12 to 16 types of photoreceptors, allowing it to detect ultraviolet and polarized light, a visual capability that has inspired the development of ultra-sensitive cameras that may one day aid in early cancer detection. A group known as ā€œsmashersā€ possesses hammer-like appendages that can strike with speeds of up to 23 meters per second, producing impacts strong enough to break through the shells of prey, and even aquarium glass. This phenomenon, enhanced by cavitation, briefly generates temperatures comparable to the surface of the sun. In addition to these abilities, mantis shrimps have specialized proteins that can repair DNA damage caused by ultraviolet radiation, granting them resilience against harsh environments and diseases. This DNA repair mechanism is now of great interest to researchers studying cancer, aging, and even space radiation protection. The mantis shrimp is living proof that nature’s greatest innovations can arise from the most unexpected places,like the ocean floor.
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Because of a promise I made to my friend @iwhalehwha , today I’m writing about kindness. A force powerful enough to pull the world out of darkness and turn it into a brighter, more beautiful and more lovable place. Kindness brings comfort to all living beings, from humans to nature , allowing them to grow and flourish together. it is more than just a word; it’s a language spoken by the heart and soul. Every act or word born of kindness, plants a tree of meaning and value in our lives. This feeling comes from hearts that never grow tired of giving. Kindness means seeing without judgment, listening without expectation, and forgiving without keeping score. A world infused with kindness feels like a fresh morning, every single day. Sometimes I wonder: How much kindness we are capable of, and yet how often we hold it back… Perhaps it’s because of jealousy, or the fear of being ignored, or maybe a wound from the past, a wound caused by kindness that we no longer wish to reopen. But the truth is: Kindness is not a sign of weakness. It is a reflection of emotional maturity, the ability to shine light despite our own pain. The world is already hard enough. Our kindness, even for a brief moment, can become a light in someone’s darkness. And perhaps… That very moment could change someone’s entire world. So if you have the ability to be kind, don’t withhold it ā¤ļø
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I’ve always loved mixing different flavors. My dear friend @olenakarp.eth introduced me to a truly surprising combination: bitter coffee with ice cream. Suddenly, I told myself, "how have I never tried this before? How did it not cross my mind?" I’ve even tasted fried ice cream, but this one… this was a mix of two completely opposite worlds. When I dipped the ice cream into the coffee and took a bite, an unexpected feeling came over me. It was as if two completely different worlds had made peace in my mouth. The bitter warmth of the coffee felt like a distant, calm memory… and the sweet cold of the ice cream- like a sudden smile on a grey day. At that moment, I felt both awakened and deeply immersed, not just by the taste, but by the experience that stirred my thoughts as well. I told myself: sometimes, life is just like this… A mix of contrasts, creating a balance you’ll never truly understand until you experience it. Now, for me, coffee and ice cream are not just something to eat. They’re a reminder That I need to be more courageous in trying new things, even when the combination seems impossible. My recommendation? Definitely give it a try. You might discover something far beyond just flavor ā˜•ļøšŸØ
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Beneath an old wall, scented with earth and memory, the hydrangea has emerged a flower with petals like the ruffled skirts of childhood, painted in the pink of kindness and ancient rains. It does not bloom with a shout, but with silence quiet, unassuming, yet magnificent. As if all the tenderness of nature had gathered within it. Each cluster of blossoms is a mass of emotion the kind that cannot be spoken, only seen, only felt. Hydrangea is the child of kind soil and gentle sun. Born of balance; it does not long for harsh heat nor does it crave biting cold. All it needs is a hand to water it, a gaze to love it, and a heart that understands its presence. Perhaps that is why, when it grows beside a weathered, dust-stained wall, it gently reminds us: Beauty needs no stage. It only needs to be in silence, in grace.
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It came… the moment to say goodbye. Have you ever experienced a farewell? The kind that arrives in silence, yet leaves a weight that lingers in your heart for a long time? Are all goodbyes bitter? Not necessarily… As the years pass, we face more seasons of farewell. Some come with tears, some with quiet smiles, but many of them carry growth, maturity… even love. Sometimes, we need to say goodbye, to someone, to a place, or even to an old version of ourselves, so we can find who we truly are once again. So a path can open to a new beginning, a breath of fresh light. A goodbye isn’t always an ending… Sometimes, it’s just a pause. A meaningful distance, to return, not as we were, but with new light in our hearts and a deeper way of seeing life. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, With open wings, ready for a boundless flight.
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I spend a lot of time in solitude. The purity I find in those precious moments of being with myself is something I’ve never found anywhere else. Sometimes I lie on the grass beneath the shade of the trees, gazing up at the sky. On other days, I walk along the rice fields,and maybe it sounds funny, but I listen to the frogs. Sometimes, I talk to myself—not with words, but with thoughts that pass through my mind like a gentle breeze. In those moments, it feels like everything gains meaning in the silence. Within this solitude, there’s no sadness, no noise… only a quiet kind of peace that can’t be found anywhere else. And in these simple moments, I find myself—again and again. Sometimes I think solitude is a gift life gives us, to help us reconcile with ourselves. Not to distance us from others, but to bring us closer to that inner voice that often gets lost in the world’s noise. In this stillness, even the simplest things begin to hold meaning. Everything is calm… and yet within that silence, a whole world of feeling and unspoken words flows through. And maybe it’s in moments like these,effortless and quiet,that we truly return to ourselves… Softly, humbly, just like nature itself.
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Today, I want to write about pain… The kind of pain we all carry in our hearts. Some of it, those around us can sense- maybe in a glance, maybe in our silence… But much of it stays hidden inside us for a lifetime, quiet, unspoken and without a name. It settles somewhere deep in the corners of our hearts. And only God knows how many nights we fall asleep with that same pain, and wake up with it again. Sometimes, these wounds don’t want to be forgotten. They’ve become a part of us- apart that has made us deeper, more human, maybe even more compassionate. And so, we’ve only learned to live with them, not to erase them. The pain of war, the pain of losing loved ones, the pain of enduring injustice. After a long time, when we finally look into the mirror carefully. We no longer see the person we used to be. Maybe we don’t even recognize ourselves anymore. Many of us break under the weight of these silent burdens, And only we can hear the sound of our bones shattering. It’s a kind of pain that has no remedy. And in the end, we are left with these pains that move with us like shadows- silent, constant. We no longer have the hope to speak them aloud, Nor the chance to let them go. We’ve simply learned to breathe with them, carrying a weight that no one else can see. As if some of us were given a share of life that is made only of endurance, the endurance of silence that, at times, is louder than any scream.
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