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Tropospheric scatter, also known as troposcatter, is a method of communicating with microwave radio signals over considerable distances – often up to 500 kilometres (310 mi) and further depending on frequency of operation, equipment type, terrain, and climate factors. This method of propagation uses the tropospheric scatter phenomenon, where radio waves at UHF and SHF frequencies are randomly scattered as they pass through the upper layers of the troposphere. Radio signals are transmitted in a narrow beam aimed just above the horizon in the direction of the receiver station. As the signals pass through the troposphere, some of the energy is scattered back toward the Earth, allowing the receiver station to pick up the signal.Normally, signals in the microwave … more »

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I've had a gut full of this music shit, I'm still hungry though
So if I fall I'll be coming back like a bungy rope
They want my spot just a bunch of blokes that are clutching notes
Money where ya mouth is, I'm punching throats with some hunjy notes
My funds are gross coz after tax there's hardly stacks
I feel the blows like a harming jab to the hardest abs
Its why I'm broke but I'm karting Slabs till ma arms collapse
And I can't relax till I harness cash n the cards are packed
I laugh at cats who think I'm rich but I can't afford ta
Get starter caps or rings n shit for my son n daughter
With half a stack I'd be hard to track as I march the map
But I harm my back in a risky lift just to run the water
My dumb disorder just adds a weight to the massive wait
And in my brain where the damage lay is a savage hate
It brings a pain to the tracks I make that you have to play
And no one feels alone coz you can relate to the Crap I say
It's madness aye, the thoughts you get theyre so hard to juggle
You stand afraid an awkward mess in a darkened tunnel
You ain't ok, and of coarse your stressed when your hearts a puzzle
And it's sad to say, You've thought of death when you start to struggle
There's larger trouble when keeping jobs, you need em lots
Coz without em your seen at stops with cleaning props
Where your washing windows with greasy cloths to feed ya gobs
But any money made goes to weed n grog in a weekly shop
I need to stop, on the wine I cross the line
My demons stomp my soften spine and box my mind
I don't believe in God but I often find that I wanna try
Cause Jesus seems to solve all the problems I gotta hold inside
But that’s just it, it’s satanism the way we living
If the devils here then he’s definitely bought some mates in with him
See him every day on the front page of the paper grinnin
And he’s made a killin off Atheism and major sinnin
If there is a god, help me father I need my purpose
Coz right now I’m beat down and believe I’m worthless
I speak out loud, but scream of doubt in beneath my surface
Feeling weak and nervous I’m waiting here if you need my service
Im waiting here if you need my service
Im waiting here if you need my service
Im waiting here if you need my service
Feeling weak and nervous im waiting here if you need my service

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