Is that… is that even healthy?
There are sea organisms and fungi which glow in the dark and there’s fireflies and jellyfish which glow in the dark. It doesn’t do them any harm nor does it do the people around them any harm. I would say its pretty healthy, as well as it would mean more photosynthesis happening in cities which mean cleaner air.
I was just curious about how they were doing it and for some reason I didn’t think to click the link. But thanks! It makes more sense now. I was afraid it was some kind of chemical thing.
nah just genetic modification using existing bioluminescent genes. Genetics is really cool, and so is bioluminescence. I mean they’ve already made pigs glow using jellyfish genes and pigs are waaay more complicated than trees iirc. So they’re actually (i think) less likely to muck it up with trees.
In which case
(I like glowy things)
It seems so creepy but yet so awesome and beautiful at the same. Think of all the power and energy resources we could save, and how much pollution we can reduce.
Hi and thank you! ^^ Her music is absolutely fantastic isn’t it? Songs by Mika are pretty good too in my opinion. And it’s not weird at all—i’m quite prone to laziness as well… >.>
haven’t done a scenery thing in a while! why are colors so difficult :c
more practice with mischief! I love how smoothly the pen glides *u*
trying out a vector program called mischief
testing out emofuri—what an amazing program this is! *u* too bad everything is in japanese which I don’t happen to understand an ounce of…:c
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AAAAHHHHHHH thank you so much! :D you’ve made my day and gave me motivation to draw ^u^ (which is really very much needed) IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT THO. THANKS FOR BEING FABULOUS!
League of Legends fan art YET AGAIN.
WIP of neon strike vi + random creepy lips c:
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.