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Daan van der Heyden maakt gebruik van een innovatieve robotpak ontwikkeld door de TU Delft, waarmee hij dankzij hersenactiviteit weer kan lopen, een wereldprimeur die zijn onafhankelijkheid en bewegingsvrijheid vergroot. #Exoskelet #Hersensignalen #Dwarslaesie

Robotpak zorgt voor wereldprimeur: Daan kan weer lopen door er alleen aan te denken
Novinky May 28

Maturanti Jan a Jaroslav z Masarykova gymnázia v Plzni vyvinuli funkční prototyp mechanického ramene inspirovaného exoskelety z filmu Avatar, který slouží k ergonomičtějšímu ovládání těžkých strojů a získal ocenění v soutěži pro mladé inovátory. #Exoskelet #Inovace #Technologie

Soutěž pro mladé inovátory ovládli čeští maturanti s technologií jako z Avatara

Ukrajinská armáda nasazuje na frontě u Pokrovsku exoskelety, které výrazně posilují fyzickou výdrž vojáků, usnadňují jim manipulaci s těžkým vybavením a zvyšují efektivitu dělostřeleckých operací, čímž se Ukrajina stává lídrem v testování této pokročilé technologie. #exoskelety #modernizacearmády #technologie

Sci-fi u Pokrovsku. Ukrajinci testují skelet, který nebývale posiluje lidské tělo
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paulg Dec 7

Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste       peeled off in sickening                         stretches of torn        bone marrow ripping. T O  S           aside as   S           rubbish.    E     D Rummage through file cabinets of                         trials,habits,love                       and all the other trivial things   we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a       roaming finger.                    Lingering aftertaste.                         Smash the case                          and open up                            my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green.                 And always moreso on the other side                                     of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel.             Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted                                 ways                              my melting                                 dove.

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paulg Dec 6

Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste       peeled off in sickening                         stretches of torn        bone marrow ripping. T O  S           aside as   S           rubbish.    E     D Rummage through file cabinets of                         trials,habits,love                       and all the other trivial things   we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a       roaming finger.                    Lingering aftertaste.                         Smash the case                          and open up                            my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green.                 And always moreso on the other side                                     of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel.             Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted                                 ways                              my melting                                 dove.

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paulg Dec 5

Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste       peeled off in sickening                         stretches of torn        bone marrow ripping. T O  S           aside as   S           rubbish.    E     D Rummage through file cabinets of                         trials,habits,love                       and all the other trivial things   we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a       roaming finger.                    Lingering aftertaste.                         Smash the case                          and open up                            my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green.                 And always moreso on the other side                                     of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel.             Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted                                 ways                              my melting                                 dove.

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paulg Nov 26

Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste       peeled off in sickening                         stretches of torn        bone marrow ripping. T O  S           aside as   S           rubbish.    E     D Rummage through file cabinets of                         trials,habits,love                       and all the other trivial things   we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a       roaming finger.                    Lingering aftertaste.                         Smash the case                          and open up                            my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green.                 And always moreso on the other side                                     of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel.             Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted                                 ways                              my melting                                 dove.

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paulg Nov 25

Tangerine Reflection Exoskeletal waste       peeled off in sickening                         stretches of torn        bone marrow ripping. T O  S           aside as   S           rubbish.    E     D Rummage through file cabinets of                         trials,habits,love                       and all the other trivial things   we can't breath without. Sticky soul penetrated by a       roaming finger.                    Lingering aftertaste.                         Smash the case                          and open up                            my mind or don't. Who cares either way? Pulp sculpted into a car wreck victim's heart,beating in a soggy pile. Terrains of orange like the straining morning trying to invade the horizon again. Adjust the tint knob. Life is green.                 And always moreso on the other side                                     of discovery. Rubbery shrapnel.             Apples to oranges is the equation of my existence. Armor annihilated and discarded. Amour,why?These flakes span our parted                                 ways                              my melting                                 dove.