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For the last ten months I have been doing that too. After a short and drastic stay in the hospital I had to throw away all clothes. My old pants would slide down to my feet if I did not hold them up. Now I can become a model for Greek heroes again. Well, perhaps some training first...
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats.
His last invention was an evil Lasagna. It didn't kill anyone, and it actually tasted pretty good.
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on our journey unending
holding hands
we walk the spaces in between
fire and sky
male and female
the living and the dead.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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b trees get old
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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haha fair 
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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Actually, when you think about it.
What's not old (Principle wise)?
Say less than ten or even twenty years old? (Excluding quantum computing which I consider to be a whole new technology and also something I have problems grasping)
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We Come For You
Your institutions and idolatry
Your self-hobbling insistence on records and the fictions of an easy series of yes no real unreal true false pleasant little lies you tell yourself to try to keep your footing as everything shifts underneath your feet until the only thing left standing is the place where you once stood. What is it? Vanity?
You're invested. You believe the myth, while pretending to scoff at myth. And starve as
a
direct
result.
When we come for you, you'll be hungry.
And so will we.
Your notion of an objective realness, and an essential trueness is spat on by the simple subordination of the complicated and brittle to the organism of truth - the complexness and vastness of the possible.
I'm invested in divesting you, and slashing your mores, instead of your wrists, and those scars brother, your sleeves don't hide them well.
When we come for you, we'll be burning.
And so will you
(i need a copy editor)
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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I like this rant ! 
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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essaying like this is about as close to poetry as i get.
now for some reason i have some passages from Bukowski stuck in my head - particularly Genius of the Crowd.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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I knew Bukowski vaguely back in my beatnik-wanna-be daze in NYC's lower east side in 1962. I say vaguely because you didn't meet Bukowski, he ran over you on his way fast to wherever his demons were taking him. Really an ugly person compared to Ginsburg, di Prima, Corso, Ferlinghetti, Rexroth, Patchen, and others in that scene.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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yeah he was, but i don't judge the art by the person. sometimes terrible people make great art. Genius of the Crowd, i think qualifies. It's really good.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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honey the codewitch wrote: i don't judge the art by the person
I said nothing about his art.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
modified 16-Sep-19 9:17am.
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All i'm saying is i can appreciate some of his work despite him being an awful human being
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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Quote: Ginsburg, di Prima, Corso, Ferlinghetti, Rexroth, Patchen, and others in that scene.
Did you know all of these people?
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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grralph1 wrote: Did you know all of these people?
No, in the sense I was not a close friend, or a member of their "circles."
Yes, in the limited sense that i went to events where they appeared, and read poetry, or appeared in some other context. Yes, in the sense that I was an avid reader of their works. Yes, in the sense that once in a while some of them might show up at the all night readings at St. Mark's in the Bowery, in NYC, or, later, in SF, at City Lights Bookstore, at the poetry jams at Minnie's Can-Do, or at other events.
The 1967 Human Be-In with Michael McClure, Lenore, Gary Snyder, Charles Olson, and other poets was remarkable.
At one point I had personally signed original copies of Ginsberg's "Howl," Leonard Cohen's "The Spice-Box of Earth," and Lenore Kandel's "The Love Book" which was seized by the police after it was declared obscene. Those were lost in a fire.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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Wow.
You have been lucky and blessed.
When I was about 17 I read Desolation Angels.
Then I discovered Gregory and Lawrence.
They changed my life.
They helped to shaped me into the man that I am today.
(Those cops have a lot of good books.)
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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honey the codewitch wrote: essaying like this is about as close to poetry as i get.
Not to worry, you didn't get close enough to do any damage.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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It's official.
The B-trees have driven you insane.
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i already am tho. like, officially.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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Insaner? 
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No it's just part of the bot's instruction to go insane once in a while.
Chris should have documented this feature somewhere.
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it's pretty neat though. Once I get this done I'll have a first level per-application cache to play with instead of having to resort to url caching.
that means (hopefully) better performance, but definitely less network traffic because of the dramatic increase in cache hits in an MT environment.
so i'm excited. the locking is primitive but serviceable as a general purpose sync, courtesy of my new collection library, Bee
my big fear is performance since I'm creating a ton of slim r/w locks. i'm not sure how that will impact it and unfortunately this is a major code overhaul before i get to find out.
also, separate subject, I'm really confused about B+ trees.
They limit access to the leaf nodes but that makes me wonder if the tree is supposed to be partially in memory instead of all on disk.
and if it's partially in memory then that's frustrating but understandable. it just complicates things.
I don't know how the hell to do this.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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