1452: There was born to me a grandson, the son of Ser Piero my son, on the 15th day of April, a Saturday, at the third hour of the night [about 10 p.m.]. He bears the name Leonardo
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1452: There was born to me a grandson, the son of Ser Piero my son, on the 15th day of April, a Saturday, at the third hour of the night [about 10 p.m.]. He bears the name Leonardo
1452: وُلِدَ لي حفيدٌ من إبني، السير بييرو، في الـ 15 من أبريل المصادف يوم السبت في الساعة الثالثة من المساء [العاشرة مساءً]. سُمّيَ ليوناردو.
Everything that we find pleasurable causes ventral tegmentum neurons (in the midbrain) to fire and release dopamine into the nucleus accumbens (in the forebrain's basal ganglia), which then evaluates how rewarding it is, according to the amount of dopamine released. For this reason the nucleus accumbens is popularly referred to as the brain’s “reward center,” and dopamine as “the pleasure molecule,” although they both serve numerous other functions as well
All addictive drugs target the ventral tegmentum and act on it in one way or another to enhance dopamine transmission, increasing the concentration of the neurotransmitter both there and in the nucleus accumbens and its other projection areas. Nicotine increases the firing rate of dopamine-producing ventral tegmentum neurons by acting on nicotinic receptors expressed on their surface; opioids, cannabinoids, and benzodiazepines increase their firing rate indirectly, by inhibiting the activity of GABA-producing interneurons in the ventral tegmentum; and psychostimulants such as cocaine, amphetamines, and ecstasy block the dopamine transporter, a membrane protein that normally reabsorbs dopamine once it has been released by neurons into the synaptic cleft.
The publicity of one's feelings renders them barren, hollow, and banal
Because when we try to express our feelings and experiences, we inherently lose some of the richness and liveness of them. And as we share them with more people, we lose, bit by bit, their eccentricity and uniqueness, as each and every one of those people would have their own slightly-different version of the feeling... It's a game of (he told me that she told him...)
أعتقدُ أنّ التطور الطبيعي للإنترنت والتواصل الإجتماعي أوصلَنا للمرحلة التي صارت بها مشاعرنا وتجاربنا الشخصية "محتوى ترفيهيًا."
مسلسلات الدراما الجديدة لا تُعرض على التلفاز، أو على نتفلكس حتى، بل على تويتر وإنستاغرام وفيسبوك.
الناس أنفسهم، أحيانًا فقط عبر التعبير عن مشاعرهم، صاروا يصنعون المحتوى الترفيهي (دراميًا كان أو تراجيديًا أو كوميديًا) ويستهلكونه.
The whole world is a sitcom now
مسلسلات الدراما الجديدة لا تُعرض على التلفاز، أو على نتفلكس حتى، بل على تويتر وإنستاغرام وفيسبوك.
الناس أنفسهم، أحيانًا فقط عبر التعبير عن مشاعرهم، صاروا يصنعون المحتوى الترفيهي (دراميًا كان أو تراجيديًا أو كوميديًا) ويستهلكونه.
The whole world is a sitcom now
That's why I usually hesitate and feel uneasy when it comes to posting about my feelings and personal experiences, bcuz I instantly realize that hundreds of people are going to "watch" me. Not that I have stage fright. But bcuz my feelings will not be mine anymore, they'll be "content" for entertainment; and suddenly my life feels like a reality show, not Reality (with a capital R).
Look, when you slit a person's throat, you need to cut it from ear to ear in order to severe the windpipe and the jugular vein, so that they bleed and suffocate at the same time. Otherwise, they'll just be in a great deal of pain. That's how I learned the term "ear to ear." People think that's just an expression. It's not. It's an instruction.
- Mindhunter, Ed Kemper
- Mindhunter, Ed Kemper
يا بَديعَ الدَلِّ وَالغُنجِ
لَكَ سُلطانٌ عَلى المُهَجِ
إِنَّ بَيتًا أَنتَ ساكِنُهُ
غَيرُ مُحتاجٍ إِلى السُرُجِ
وَجهُكَ المَأمولُ حُجَّتُنا
يَومَ يَأتي الناسُ بِالحجَجِ
- الحلاج
لَكَ سُلطانٌ عَلى المُهَجِ
إِنَّ بَيتًا أَنتَ ساكِنُهُ
غَيرُ مُحتاجٍ إِلى السُرُجِ
وَجهُكَ المَأمولُ حُجَّتُنا
يَومَ يَأتي الناسُ بِالحجَجِ
- الحلاج