Microfiction
Sensors vs. Transducers: What's the Difference
In today's interconnected world, the ability to collect and interpret data is of paramount importance. Whether it's monitoring the environment, controlling industrial processes, or optimizing the performance of electronic devices, sensors and transducers play a critical role. These devices are the unsung heroes of the data-driven age, enabling us to convert physical phenomena into valuable electrical signals. In this blog, we'll explore the differences between sensors and transducers, and delve into various types of transducers, such as voltage transducers, current transducers, power transducers, power factor transducers, frequency transducers, multi-function transducers, and signal isolators.
By Andrea Robertson2 years ago in Fiction
Calculated Manipulation. Content Warning.
The air felt heavy. Or maybe that was just me. My breath was heavy. My chest filled up quickly, letting out the air much quicker than it was letting inside. God. You just sat on the other end of the couch. Your body slumped over the couch with your feet kicked up on the coffee table. Your hands covering your eyes as if you were afraid to look at me. Why couldn't you look at me? Why couldn't you face what you've done? The television screen was lit, yet no picture was shown. Only were there colors bouncing off the cracks of the screen; the cracks which appeared after you tried to put your fist through the picture. God. Was that what you didn't want to face? Your hands uncovered your face. Your head still remained resting on the back of the couch, while your feet were propped up on the coffee table. I've always hated the way you would prop your feet up on the table but there's no way I'm correcting you now.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Fiction
Pen & Inktober
11. Wander The ship bobbed and swayed, tostled by the ether as it bounded aimlessly across the stars. With no heading or destination in mind, Xan gazed through the window of their starcruiser as the universe flittered by. The alien creature was often struck with the affliction of wanderlust, taking to the stars at a moment's notice with so much as an Anterian goodbye. He didn't know what he was seeking, he just hoped that one day he would find it, hopefully without crashing.
By Nick Cennamo-Smith2 years ago in Fiction
My beloved son
Samuel was a poor woodcutter who lived in a tiny, charming town tucked away between undulating hills and verdant woods. He was a diligent worker who was well respected in the community for his kindness and gentleness as well as his steadfast commitment to his job. Samuel's life was straightforward yet satisfying, and his sole unending delight came from his loving son, Benjamin.
By Wahab Abbey2 years ago in Fiction
ID: BackPack SWAGG, The Times
TRI-World today an it’s terminology is said to be still preserved and held in the organized world of the OLYM. The OLYM has been seen as the invisible hero’s of our time for anyone who had learned about them, they was known for being righteous, they was trusted, respected, yet only from thought and perception, because they remain alienated and separate from general society. Like any CEO they secured themselves behind commercial cement walls far away outside of the suburban an urban districts, in the commercial business districts of world cities across the world. Places where thought at a distance gave some sort of advantage to capitalist needing to secure their capital through forward thinking.
By MIXHAELI MENTE2 years ago in Fiction
Silent Flirts
I’m thinking of him right now, but wouldn't it be amazing if he is also thinking of me… Why else would he invite me to his brother's “Backyard Barbecue Party” 🎉 as a date if he didn’t like me? Oh, but is this a date? Should I forage my mind to these naughty situations…
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Forgotten Forest
In the heart of a land untouched by time, there lay a forest hidden from the world. This forest, known only to a few, held secrets that dated back centuries. It was a place where myths and legends became reality, where the trees whispered forgotten tales to the wind, and the very earth seemed to breathe with ancient magic. This was the Forgotten Forest.
By Esther Anima2 years ago in Fiction
Yours, Truly
All she ever dreamt of having was to get a taste of something different; anything different. A new life. A new beginning. All she's ever wanted was the taste of the type of life she's only dreamt of having. You know the one. The life where havoc was all that was known to the sole perpetrator. The life where you couldn't know whether a person was good or bad; either you trusted everyone, or trusted no one. That life. That's the life she wanted to take a bite out of. Just a taste. Just to get a feel of something... anything... different from her own.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Fiction
