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I feel like I've complained about Tim's email situation in Gotham Knights before (edit: I have), but the truth of it is just so funny.
He's signed up for so many podcasts, video game streamers, and random news alerts; it's just a constant barrage of data going straight into his constantly whirring brain. Hell, he even floats the idea of the Batfamily having their own podcast as a way to correct misinformation about them (which Jason shoots down instantly), and it's made me realize something.
Timothy Drake would be a YouTuber.
In this universe specifically, Timothy Jackson Drake, the heir to Drake Industries and the foster son of the late Bruce Wayne would be a YouTuber.
Think about it. It'd be the perfect cover. Who would ever suspect that some 16-year-old nepo baby with a YouTube channel could ever be Red Robin? You'd have to be mad. I mean, look at him.
Red Robin just dropped out of literal thin air and garotted someone four times his size, and you expect anyone to believe that's the same kid who does 24-hour Minecraft charity streams and occasionally drops 6-hour video essays (his last one was on Lex Luthor's illegal bit mining operation on the moon)?
That kid?
You think that kid is Red Robin?
Ch'yah, okay, sure. And the Joker is funny 🤡.
#gotham knights game#I'm now incorporating this into all my Tim headcanons across the multiverse#twice a week as part of maintaining his Normal Teenager Identity#he streams random shit on YouTube/Twitch#he's got the full gamer set up in the background#LED lights around the ceiling and walls#rainbow keyboard/headset#mini fridge filled with Monster Energy Drinks#(other streamers have 'take a shot' prompts in chat. his audience has 'drink water before you die')#whenever he hosts a charity stream Bruce makes an appearance in chat via the official Wayne Enterprises account#and promises to match whatever they raise#and then hangs about for a bit to cheer Tim on#he's the epitome of 'are ya winning son?' meme#meanwhile off screen#Tim's keeping an eye on a seperate monitor#and helping Babs run remote ops#if his stream suddenly dies (which is does fairly often) he blames it on the Manor having shitty wifi#and that tracks#it's an old house#it's probably FILLED with lead and dead signal spots#in reality Tim killed the stream because Red Robin is needed#and no one will ever know
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#postsss#fotosss#photography#concert#kaytranada#timeless tour#kaytranada concert#house music#art#street photography#digital art#lighting#led lights#neon sign#channel tres#timeless album#concert photography#life#music
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SHEISBDOSNROSBEI RN DISOSNXJENSHD RAAAAAAHHHHHH IM GOING TO SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST WHAT DO YOU MEANNNN???? I LOVED LITERALLY EVERY SECOND OF IT OH MY GOOD DAYS BUT YOU CANT END IT THEREEE????? EVERYTHING COULD GO FINE OR EVERYTHING TO GO THE WORST EVER????? AND ITS LEFT UP TO ME TO DECIDE?? YOU CANT LEAVE ME WITH THAT MUCH OF A RESPONSIBILITY JANUARY STILL HAS HIS COOKIES REISJFOWBDOSNDIDJEISKXJDOSJABSJDKDOD
#the mars house#I’m going to make January one of those weird ball things that you throw at the ceiling and they don’t come down for a solid month#I LOVED IT#DIEJSJSOFJIBSIWJWISJISSI#natasha pulley#btw don’t mind my green leds#my real light it too strong#and green is bright enough to read in#and green doesn’t hurt my head like blue so it’s win win#wait was the cookies thing a joke
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2024 - 2006
it'll never feel this special again.
#mine#crayon on envelope#christmas#my queue is almost empty and im venting sorry lol#we got a bunch of those old ornaments back and rhey all still say our last name#or mine and my parents names#one is just them#i miss the wine colored ornaments and bows and garland#the snoopy ornament too#one was a gingerbread house youd stick one of the lights into so itd glow#you had to put on each and every branch#led lights look dumb#living when the only thing you want is unattainable is exhausting
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Feels good to be back
#both for me and for him#he was having fun being back in action#even if it implied just running around#being a sneaky bish#fallen hero rebirth#Rat King#I don't think their Psycopathor housing actually had glass#or led lights...#tho mb he used it as a night light...#Cy totally does.#Cyrus Becker#fhr#my art
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dreaming of building my own stuck-in-wall glory hole in the spare closet of our bedroom again
#unimportant thoughts#you dont unDERSTAND#fake wall + hole cut out perfect fitted for them#room for them to lay on their back with their legs up and spread comfortably for perfect positioning#but thats the beginniGGGGG#im dreaming of the fucking !! accesorriez !!#camera hooked up to a tiny tube screen so i can POV live stream of their face while i fuck them?#led lighting#swappable ‘wall’ fronts that can switch between pink and cute to clean and sterile to gross and graffitied#writing my own graffiti with my favorite petnames for them and references to our experiences together???#GOD dude#born to be a DIY kink creator#forced to work 9-5 until i can get my own house
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This is a post about light pollution and my absolute hatred of modern architecture and outdoor lighting.
This is not going to be a short post, but I had to get this anger and frustration off of my chest. Writing is the best way I know how to do that.
I have seen a great many stars fall from the sky. Most recently when I was out in the field in front of my house, roughly a month ago, and I was wandering around, listening to Queen on my headphones, and as I looked over towards the road, I saw a star fall from the sky. I stood there for a moment, unmoving, staring up at the part of the sky where I saw that beautiful flash of light as one life ended and it felt as though mine had only recently begun, and I thought to myself how this one was different from others that I had seen. It lasted longer, about two full seconds. I continued walking, a little happy yet also a little sad. How tragic it is, what humans will do to obtain power. They oppress people, they choose the cheapest options to save money that they do not need, and rarely do they seem to think things through. They'll do anything to get the people into their grasp. They will even steal the sky from us.
How fascinated we used to be with the stars, but not anymore, because the night sky looked so much different three hundred, four hundred years ago. People used to be able to look out their windows at night and see the entire galaxy. What do we get? A few specks of light scattered throughout the sky if we're lucky? If it is not a boring, grey abyss? I should not have to drive four days into the middle of the wilderness to see the night sky as it truly is. No one should have to put up with this. I remember, when I was fourteen or thirteen, when they built a big house on the property next to where I lived, with blacked out windows, a basketball court and a swimming pool. The owners were rarely ever there, and when they were, they were terribly obnoxious with their parties and loud music, perhaps not realising how exactly sound manages to travel through that part of the island. And yet, for some reason, they felt the need to install a big floodlight which did not even shine onto their own property, but rather the field in front of my house. It shined directly into my parents window, and so often did I wish I could shoot it with an arrow. Now, my family did not own the property that we lived on. We rented a house there and in the day, the property functioned as a business. I recall the day that they installed a floodlight shining over the small parking lot. I hated it then and I still hate it now. The only reason I did not throw rocks at it until it broke was because I did not want to accidentally set fire to the building, or get evicted. Not to mention, my parents would know that it was I who knocked down the light.
But it was so frustrating, because no one is there at night except for my family and our neighbours (until the landlord kicked them out so that she could use the space as her own personal office), so why should they need a floodlight at all? And why must it stretch so far across the property? I did not live out in the middle of nowhere, as much as it used to feel like it at times. There was plenty forest and farmland surrounding the area, but beyond that was just city and suburbs. It used to feel like the only place where you didn't have to see the ugly architecture of the city, but even it caught up eventually. The house that the obnoxious neighbours built was only one example. In the distant hills, there appeared more lights than there used to be, and when I stood at the top of the hill on the property and looked out over the land, I did not used to be able to see the cranes in the distance constructing five or seven story condos. I used to not have to worry about security cameras watching me. I used to be able to wander around in darkness. I used to be able to see the stars. There were many stars at one point, scattered throughout the night sky. It was not the entire galaxy, but it was still a nice sight. I used to see the stars, and now I get little more than the big dipper constellation. Some nights, I am not sure that I can see anything at all, especially when it is a night where there are more cars passing by than usual, and you cannot even see the road when they pass, because their headlights are so unnecessarily blinding.
The night itself used to have a different colour: orange and yellowish, not horrifically bright, but now it is plagued by sterile white lights. I might like to write a complaint to whichever council, board, or committee is in charge of architecture and construction and suchlike in this city, if only I knew how. But even then, I have little belief that it would make a difference, for I would be only one voice with no one to join me. We are capable of change, I am sure of it, but if only I knew exactly how. If only I knew exactly who were the right people to talk to, how to reach them, and what to say. If only more people knew how, then maybe we could recognise that we are not alone. People don't see the point in trying, for they do not feel like putting in that sort of effort because they do not believe it will make a difference if they as an individual do not participate. But tell me, how many individuals think that? How many of you people believe that your voice does not make a difference? Alone, it might not, but when placed among thousands of others who share that same belief, it makes a huge difference! Imagine what we could achieve if we all stood up together and called for action. Imagine if people realised just how much they are actually capable of, and imagine if they actually took the steps to do that thing.
It is not impossible that I could make a revolutionary change in my country, or my community at least, if I really put my mind to it. If I gathered people together, devised some kind of plan, or used all of my writing capabilities to speak against what I believe the government is doing wrong, it's not unrealistic to say that I could make an impact. Now imagine if an entire city's worth of people did that. Do you know how much is actually possible? Do you know how much could have already happened if we didn't wait until the fate of the world was on the line? If only I knew exactly how. If only I had the resources and information. If only I was more willing to take up more responsibility and actually start trying to do something. Ah, but what might parents say if I told them I needed to be driven to the post office to send a letter addressed to the city council? I'm sure they'd be supportive, but it might be an awkward conversation, especially if they tell me it probably won't do anything. And alas, I am a coward.
Look at this entire post. Look at what I have managed to write on such short notice because I felt like it. Imagine what I could do if I were given the right opportunity. This entire post, and all because I was pissed that I could barely see the northern lights those few months ago when it was the only chance I might ever get, only to be disappointed because of that FUCKING FLOODLIGHT THAT MY BITCH OF A LANDLORD DECIDED TO INSTALL FOR NO FUCKING REASON.
#god i fucking hate my landlord#AND WHY DO PEOPLE THINK FLOODLIGHTS ARE NECESSARY FOR EVERYTHING#IT'S BULLSHIT#if anyone knows how i can write to whichever council board or committee is in charge of this shit in Victoria BC Canada#then please let me know#also the godawful bike paths that you can tell had absolutely no thought put into it#light pollution#led headlights#street lights#urban landscape#cityscape#modern architecture#i hate capitalism#honestly we wouldn't need anymore condos if they made housing more affordable for the average human being who didn't grow up with rich pare#night sky#modern urban design#modern city design#there's one thing i wish they would put more money into and that is#public transportation#public transit#pollution#modern infrastructure
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like why are you as a millionaire making interior design choices I would expect at a mall multiplex AMC
#I would pose the fuck out of a selfie with a cardboard movie cutout with slow transition rgb edge lighting#that doesn't mean I wamt it in my house#especially a house with the exact vibe of the creepy abandoned mall downstairs of the beach in jordan peele's us (2019)#am i a hater very well then i am a hater#but your led strip scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could they didn't stop to think if they should#so now we got rich people making aliexpress ass decisions in sprawling mansions in the fucking color palette of the goddamn chateau d'if.
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Two words: Christmas. Lights.
#doctor who#fourteenth doctor#what’s fourteen up to#[pops out of the TARDIS]#‘hello Wilf me ol mate!’#‘just spent the morning putting up lights at the house’#‘then I went on over to Donna’s to help Shaun with theirs’#‘well… I say HELP but…’#‘they were in need of an upgrade. I mean REALLY? LEDs?’#‘but it is actually quite fun this’#‘so since I’m already on a bit of a roll I thought’#‘why not stop by and put some up for me favorite ol soldier?’#‘what do you think- white lights?’#‘or multicolor?’#‘OH hello Sylvia!’#‘set your Christmas lights up yet?’#‘would you like some help?’
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Insta: alexia_gangemi
#aesthetic#art#fashion#pretty#style#music#design#summer#healthy food#food#musical talent#live music#dj#pavillion#ocean#led lights#edm#house music
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A Glimpse into the Radiant Future of Lighting Technology, By 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.
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IM FINALLY DRAWINGGG
to anyone who followed me for cute wholesome art, i’m sorry /lh
#it’s dead plate yeah#yeahahahahaa#i’m so hyper rn guys im literally going insane over two games at once#AHHAHAHHAHAHAHHQHRHDJKSHFJAJHSDKJAHSHDJFKSJAGSHKGJAHAHSJAHA#<— me irl getting the zoomies running all around the whole house + rolling around on my green carpet with neon green led lights on#i love being hyperfixated on something even if it’s a bit overwhelming sometimes#anyway i played slay the princess last night for like 5 hours straight and so far my favorite was the ghost one#GONNA PLAY IT RIGHT NOW INSTEAD OF DRAWING (OR WRITING SORRY) ACTUALLY YIPPEE#bluejay says stuff
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somehow these current roommates we have are the worst that ive known yet and last semester we literally had a girl who smoked cigs IN her bedroom. list of grievances below lol
#first of all they turn all the lights on all the time. the other day i was hanging out in the living room w one light on bc it was light#enough outside thru the windows and one of them walked in and flipped another light on automatically. then walked through#the living room right to her bedroom... girl youre not even using this room and i was clearly fine with the light level??#they always have all 3 kitchen lights on when they cook and dont turn them off plus none of them have lamps#they all use the Big LED Ceiling Light in their bedrooms which is baffling to us#they dont know how to organize the kitchen and they took up so many of the cabinets with bullshit. like 3 pans here a few plates there#we have like 4 cabinets worth of food and even more of pots and pans and shit bc this is everything we own#and we cant afford to use disposable everything like some of them do#theyre always leaving the fridge open while they cook too and i have to physically hold myself back from becoming my mom#and yelling at them to close the fridge when theyre not actively getting smth out of it!! like theyll stand there cooking and have it open#for 2 minutes straight#theres only room for one water filter pitcher in the fridge and one of them brought a big one which is nice but theyre always forgetting to#refill it which defeats the purpose of even having it#and they always somehow start cooking right when we decide we need to eat#one of them sent this long sort of condescending post abt ants and how it stresses him out when the kitchen is messy so we all need to clean#more and try harder to keep ants away as if 1) ants care at all abt dishes in the sink or stains on the stove and 2) as if the ants will#stop coming around if theres no food out in this building where there are notoriously always ants even on the 4th floor#(we are ground floor this time) and 3) as if he isn't one of the people leaving food around and not taking the trash out#nobody responded to it in the groupchat lmao bc he sounds like a fucking cop!! and is dating an rotc guy??? and also is a streamer or just#likes to play games on vc with friends bc hes always very loudly doing that#but obviously we have sex all the time so we're at a sort of loud noise stalemate where neither of us can complain abt the other#to be clear this is in no way the absolute worst situation theyre nice enough people and havent reported us for anything (they both work for#student housing -_-) and generally things go okay in the apartment#but like. ive never been this annoyed this often with any other roommates#ALSO someone spilled soy sauce all over our designated level of the fridge door where we had all our little bottles of stuff#but also a carton a Paper Carton of milk and a pack of butter standing upright which soaked up the soy sauce and for several days#even after id cleaned the bottom of the carton the best i could i swore it tasted like soy sauce from it soaking into the bottom or smth#but it's still all over everything in there bc it was so much it like. pooled in there and splattered on everything#like. u see that happen u clean it up wtf.??#anyway i just felt like i needed to complain and see if im being silly or if these things really are so annoying
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packing up after a year of living here 🍊🍊
#tp#goodbye my study notes pasted all over the wall top to bottom. goodbye the corner where i always placed my guitar.#goodbye the sidetable holding my record player. goodbye#goodbye windowsill where i kept all of my small plants and goodbye headrest where i attached my led lights.#goodbye bookshelf housing all of my books and knick knacks#goodbye my tiny little desk that served all purposes except for studying. goodbye#goodbye tiny little dresser cabinet that never once had properly folded clothes and only ever had hung blouses and dresses and pants#goodbye the strongest soldier in the room that are the hooks i used to hold all my bags#just kidding this place can kiss my ass#relieved it's over.
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