turbine turbine trombone i don’t know where the line is there is many tubes and only time. time. time. where does it go. i don’t know. time. tubes. lines. connecting the dots. why should we go home? only donuts and tubes and you and that and turbine. so fast.
A whirlpool the size of your grandmother’s second favorite frying pan was hurdled across the room into a vat of boiling pig lard, which resembled the cellulite on your granny’s thighs.
the car started on a cold winter morning. revs engine, i laughed; “the turbine is working!”. Then she looked at me quizzically; “you don’t know what turbine means, do you?”. “No”, I said shamefully. She left me that very morning for a scientist named Sir Giles Martin.
spinning. round and round it goes. sucking air in, sucking it back out. a seamless motion, going and going, the purpose clear. to spin. round and round it goes.
not this bloody turnbine word again! excalimed the writer. she was trying to improve her writing, you see, and someone recommeneded one word.com. she cursed the repeated word and decided to make the most of it….
starting now…..
the turbine whirled. the mechanic stepped back to examne the movemrnt. it was a little wobbly. he stopped the motor and ajdusted a screw. restarting the motor, he stepped back again.
turbine is mainly used in the ships. It is the mechanical part of the ship.Not only in ships it is used in almost all the industries to produce the machines.
I once read a story about a man getting stuck in a silo before but that really has nothing to do with the subject matter now does it. If my heart gets struck I’ll die.
I fitted a turbine engine into the structure of the old car. Shakily, I waited with bated breath for the car to start. It did not.
“Aww, not again!” I said, left hand rested on my waist, with my right wiping the sweat off my head.
“Told you that you got conned,” Jake said triumphantly, and with his usual ‘I-told-you-so’ look, he lifted the turbine engine out of the car and sent it into the junk yard.
The 3 sleek white sails of each turbine, cut through the wind that blew onto the shore. Ships passing by them, carrying the building blocks for the next one to be set up. They are a prominent feature of the Norfolk coastline. It seems to be such a simple thing; to generate electricity by the movement of the wind. And, yet why are we only just starting to it?
There seem to be many people that dislike them. But the wind turbine by the M4 always seems to wave us off gracefully on our journey and then welcome us back warmly with open arms.
Sometimes life is sort of like a turbine, it goes around and around, and you get stuck in a rut, in a cycle. And if you know anything about cycles, you know that they can be hard to break, You know that they don’t stop on their own, you have to put in effort to end them, and its not always easy, but that’s not what life is about. You shouldn’t look for the easy things, you should look for the unstoppable turbines in your life, and love them.
The thought of a turbine reminds me of a power plant, filled with running engines and electric gears. All formed to develop one functioning system. That system probably runs another bigger system.
her ring finger was all that was recovered. the rest had been obliterated by the enormous turbine while her son, Rosalind’s grandfather, watched in shock and ashamed wonder. years later, Rosalind still hasn’t been able to bring herself to sell the ring, even while her two young sons are withering away.
I never thought that I would have to repair a turbine, but low and behold, one day as I was sitting in my shop this elderly gentleman came in with a turbine from one of his windmills that he had broken and needed me to repair….
there was a turbine spinning rapidly next to my left ear. it spun and spun and spun. i imagined what it must feel like to be in that turbine, spinning. well then.
turbine is a rotary mechanical device that extracts energy from a fluid flow and converts it into useful work. a turbine is a turbomachine with at least one moving part called a rotor assembly, which is a shaft or drum with blades attached.
My mind whirled frantically, a thought-driven trubine, churning out ideas and emotions faster than my brain could process them. Adrenaline flooded through me as I assessed the danger I was in. How on Earth was I going to get out of this?
The wind rushes, it swirls, huge metalic plates sweep in a circle, they spin they sputter, they stop. The turbine, so strong and mighty, has been brought down by a bird, a simple swallow.
Wikipedia
A turbine is a rotary mechanical device that extracts energy from a fluid flow and converts it into useful work. A turbine is a turbomachine with at least one moving part called a rotor assembly, which is a shaft or drum with blades attached. Moving fluid acts on the blades so that they move and impart rotational energy to the rotor. Early turbine examples are windmills and water wheels
The wind rushes through, the machine swirls, it sputters, it spits, it stops. The turbine, large and mighty has been taken down by a bird, a simple swallow.
The large turbines looked ominous in the background. It was getting dark and the wind turbines were all that could be seen at a distance. There was no where for cover. There was no were to run. And with the sunset…there would be zombies.
The world is not like it used to be. At least not anymore. It used to be round and all the oceans were in place and all the continents were where they were supposed to be. But now, it’s like a wind turbine turned the whole thing upside down. I don’t know where anything is or why anyone is but I think I like it…
No one ever stops to think about how mundane it is to be a turbine. I mean, the first few spins through the open air are enjoyable. Once the initial thrill has worn off, however, the rest kinda suck. Not because they aren’t important… More because I’ve seen it all before.
if I knew what that meant I’d write something meaningful. at least something that’s meaningful to myself because people who try to inspire others through their unoriginal ideas should be lined up and shot like tin cans on a rednecks fence
well i decided to get a job today agranted tat i am only sixteen theonly place i can get a job is working on the big wind turbines out past highway 54 it was hard work but i enjoyed it theyosebaby dadies are huge and they generate so much energy it really has to help alot.
I think a turbine is that powering thingy at the back of a boat. It turns really really fast and the vehicle moves. It sounds like the word turban. Which is a hat that they wear in the movie Aladdin. I don’t think turbans look good.
There are days that go by like water in a turbine, chopped and swift. They are hit hard and dropped harder, but ultimately for a better purpose down the line. All drains may lead to the ocean, but they must first pass through this gruesome filter.
I was about to begin a story of drama. A story of injustice, heart ache, pain, suffering, fear and loneliness. And then I realised the word was “turbine”, not, “turban”.
umm airplanes!! I went on an airplane for the first time alot later than everyone else. we used to give my dad crap about that. I havent been on a plane since so i dont know what else.
god, the turbine was big. just as daddy promised. it scared me almost, in some sort of funny way those oil rigs had been my life. such a texas girl comment that was but it was true… it scared me as daddy walked around and said that this could “save the family business!”
what scared me is that i didn’t know the family business needed saving.
Turbines. I think of engines spinning up, machines making noise in the dull cities with smoke coming out. Industry. Cold, dark, grey, bleak. Unromantic in a way, honestly. But they do create energy. They create life.
turbine turbine trombone i don’t know where the line is there is many tubes and only time. time. time. where does it go. i don’t know. time. tubes. lines. connecting the dots. why should we go home? only donuts and tubes and you and that and turbine. so fast.
twisting around, drawing in, blowing away, flying up, and pulling down
A whirlpool the size of your grandmother’s second favorite frying pan was hurdled across the room into a vat of boiling pig lard, which resembled the cellulite on your granny’s thighs.
the car started on a cold winter morning. revs engine, i laughed; “the turbine is working!”. Then she looked at me quizzically; “you don’t know what turbine means, do you?”. “No”, I said shamefully. She left me that very morning for a scientist named Sir Giles Martin.
spinning. round and round it goes. sucking air in, sucking it back out. a seamless motion, going and going, the purpose clear. to spin. round and round it goes.
not this bloody turnbine word again! excalimed the writer. she was trying to improve her writing, you see, and someone recommeneded one word.com. she cursed the repeated word and decided to make the most of it….
starting now…..
the turbine whirled. the mechanic stepped back to examne the movemrnt. it was a little wobbly. he stopped the motor and ajdusted a screw. restarting the motor, he stepped back again.
turbine is mainly used in the ships. It is the mechanical part of the ship.Not only in ships it is used in almost all the industries to produce the machines.
I once read a story about a man getting stuck in a silo before but that really has nothing to do with the subject matter now does it. If my heart gets struck I’ll die.
Old Aged Related Problem
I fitted a turbine engine into the structure of the old car. Shakily, I waited with bated breath for the car to start. It did not.
“Aww, not again!” I said, left hand rested on my waist, with my right wiping the sweat off my head.
“Told you that you got conned,” Jake said triumphantly, and with his usual ‘I-told-you-so’ look, he lifted the turbine engine out of the car and sent it into the junk yard.
The 3 sleek white sails of each turbine, cut through the wind that blew onto the shore. Ships passing by them, carrying the building blocks for the next one to be set up. They are a prominent feature of the Norfolk coastline. It seems to be such a simple thing; to generate electricity by the movement of the wind. And, yet why are we only just starting to it?
There seem to be many people that dislike them. But the wind turbine by the M4 always seems to wave us off gracefully on our journey and then welcome us back warmly with open arms.
Sometimes life is sort of like a turbine, it goes around and around, and you get stuck in a rut, in a cycle. And if you know anything about cycles, you know that they can be hard to break, You know that they don’t stop on their own, you have to put in effort to end them, and its not always easy, but that’s not what life is about. You shouldn’t look for the easy things, you should look for the unstoppable turbines in your life, and love them.
The thought of a turbine reminds me of a power plant, filled with running engines and electric gears. All formed to develop one functioning system. That system probably runs another bigger system.
A machine. Produces power to a wheel. Fitted with vanes. It revolves quickly.
her ring finger was all that was recovered. the rest had been obliterated by the enormous turbine while her son, Rosalind’s grandfather, watched in shock and ashamed wonder. years later, Rosalind still hasn’t been able to bring herself to sell the ring, even while her two young sons are withering away.
I never thought that I would have to repair a turbine, but low and behold, one day as I was sitting in my shop this elderly gentleman came in with a turbine from one of his windmills that he had broken and needed me to repair….
there was a turbine spinning rapidly next to my left ear. it spun and spun and spun. i imagined what it must feel like to be in that turbine, spinning. well then.
Windmills mind power sustainability. PLU. energy. Good for the environment (windmills). used in hydrolic dams. power.
turbine is a rotary mechanical device that extracts energy from a fluid flow and converts it into useful work. a turbine is a turbomachine with at least one moving part called a rotor assembly, which is a shaft or drum with blades attached.
My mind whirled frantically, a thought-driven trubine, churning out ideas and emotions faster than my brain could process them. Adrenaline flooded through me as I assessed the danger I was in. How on Earth was I going to get out of this?
The wind rushes, it swirls, huge metalic plates sweep in a circle, they spin they sputter, they stop. The turbine, so strong and mighty, has been brought down by a bird, a simple swallow.
Wikipedia
A turbine is a rotary mechanical device that extracts energy from a fluid flow and converts it into useful work. A turbine is a turbomachine with at least one moving part called a rotor assembly, which is a shaft or drum with blades attached. Moving fluid acts on the blades so that they move and impart rotational energy to the rotor. Early turbine examples are windmills and water wheels
The wind rushes through, the machine swirls, it sputters, it spits, it stops. The turbine, large and mighty has been taken down by a bird, a simple swallow.
The large turbines looked ominous in the background. It was getting dark and the wind turbines were all that could be seen at a distance. There was no where for cover. There was no were to run. And with the sunset…there would be zombies.
The world is not like it used to be. At least not anymore. It used to be round and all the oceans were in place and all the continents were where they were supposed to be. But now, it’s like a wind turbine turned the whole thing upside down. I don’t know where anything is or why anyone is but I think I like it…
No one ever stops to think about how mundane it is to be a turbine. I mean, the first few spins through the open air are enjoyable. Once the initial thrill has worn off, however, the rest kinda suck. Not because they aren’t important… More because I’ve seen it all before.
if I knew what that meant I’d write something meaningful. at least something that’s meaningful to myself because people who try to inspire others through their unoriginal ideas should be lined up and shot like tin cans on a rednecks fence
well i decided to get a job today agranted tat i am only sixteen theonly place i can get a job is working on the big wind turbines out past highway 54 it was hard work but i enjoyed it theyosebaby dadies are huge and they generate so much energy it really has to help alot.
wind
water
energy
electricity
force
movement
generation
flux
production
coursing
coil
I think a turbine is that powering thingy at the back of a boat. It turns really really fast and the vehicle moves. It sounds like the word turban. Which is a hat that they wear in the movie Aladdin. I don’t think turbans look good.
There are days that go by like water in a turbine, chopped and swift. They are hit hard and dropped harder, but ultimately for a better purpose down the line. All drains may lead to the ocean, but they must first pass through this gruesome filter.
The turbine shuddered and sparked in a vain attempt to start.
“Come on!” Kate muttered, covered in the grease of her work, and hopelessly disheveled. “Work already, damn you!”
round and round spun the wind turbine in a motion so hipnotizing it almost put mut me in a trance. “You spin me round right round like a record baby”
I was about to begin a story of drama. A story of injustice, heart ache, pain, suffering, fear and loneliness. And then I realised the word was “turbine”, not, “turban”.
umm airplanes!! I went on an airplane for the first time alot later than everyone else. we used to give my dad crap about that. I havent been on a plane since so i dont know what else.
not really quite sure… ‘_’, i’m not familiar with this word.
god, the turbine was big. just as daddy promised. it scared me almost, in some sort of funny way those oil rigs had been my life. such a texas girl comment that was but it was true… it scared me as daddy walked around and said that this could “save the family business!”
what scared me is that i didn’t know the family business needed saving.
Turbines. I think of engines spinning up, machines making noise in the dull cities with smoke coming out. Industry. Cold, dark, grey, bleak. Unromantic in a way, honestly. But they do create energy. They create life.