A thing of beauty is a joy forever Its loveliness increases It will never pass into nothingness But still will keep a bower quiet for us And a sleep full of sweet dreams and health and quiet breathing Endymion,J.Keats End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back and all change to silver glass and then you see it.White shores and beyond. A far green country under a swift sunrise Gandalf Humanity has the stars in its future, and that future is too important to be lost under the burden of juvenile folly and ignorant superstition I.Asimov Our loyalties are to the species and the planet. We speak for Earth. Our obligation to survive is owed not just to ourselves but also to that Cosmos ancient and vast from which we spring C. Sagan 'O me!O life! of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities filled with the foolish;what good amid these,O me,O life? Answer.That you are here that life exists,and identity;that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.' W.Whitman
'In the name of the best within you,
do not sacrifice this world to those who are its worst.
In the name of the values that keep you alive,
do not let your vision of man be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly,
the mindless in those who have never achieved his title.
Do not lose your knowledge that man's proper estate is an upright posture,
an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads.
Do not let your fire go out,
spark by irreplaceable spark,
in the hopeless swamps of the approximate,
the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish,
in lonely frustration for the life you deserved,
but have never been able to reach.
Check your road and the nature of your battle.
The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours.'
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
"Maynard Gull, you have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.It is the Law of the Great Gull, the Law that Is."
"Are you saying I can fly?"
"I say you are free."
"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.
We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion.
And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love,
these are what we stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman,
'O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities filled with the foolish;
what good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here - that life exists, and identity;
that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.'
That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?"
Ok so I'm still in a state of writer's block, I still watch Freddie @ Wembley everyday, so I'm not even going to try to put words into coherent sentences.
But this just came in from The Register and for someone who really really really understands the author about multi threading and locks (yes suicide is the best option there):) this is an unusual right-to-the-point article.
Two fundamental facts about multi-threading with locks:
You’re going to fuck it up.
If you think that you haven’t fucked it up, you have. You just don’t know it yet.
With that in mind, there are three ways to control concurrency with locks.
First, you can make fine-grained locks, which require a lot of bookkeeping and management.
Secondly, you can also make coarse-grained locks, which are easier to implement but lead to a lot of contention.
Finally, and this is perhaps the easiest solution, you can kill yourself. Believe me, number three looks pretty tempting after trying to find a thread related Heisenbug for two weeks.
The problem with writing about something so emotionally charged, like Freddie Mercury, is that for a while afterwards you are unable to write anything else because....well.....everything else in comparison is found wanting .....
So here below is a piece about a guy who literally embodies what for me was the most important topic of an essay in high school .....
The topic was what is better, to live your life, a long life like an ant, gathering and gathering goods so that you are provided in harsher times, or sing your lungs out all summer and die at summers end.......
Of course the 'correct' thesis on this is the first, which is what all of my classmates wrote about. I chose the second one to debate on, and was met with dismay by my professors. I was only a child and even though I was a bit shaken my belief still stood strong.
I would rather die singing my lungs out, living than keep silent and gather and become just a past of the mass of constructors.
After the last few weeks I think I have realized what has obsessed me with Freddie. He actually was a Lover (with a capital L) of life and he literally died singing.
In one of his interviews he says 'well of course I love music , its my life but if for some reason I stop making songs or people stop buying them I'll do something else, I dunno, I'll become a stripper.....(reporter)and what music will you strip to Freddie? (freddie) Well my own songs of course darling!'
He accepted what he was with such dignity, with such understanding but also with such easiness that one is enchanted by him.
'I'm just a musical prostitute my dear'
You gotta love this man.
Anyway these are great artists, great men who lived. I'm not a religious person (spiritual agnostic) but there is something in the Bible that fits perfectly "Those not found written in the Book of Life will be thrown into the lake of fire"
Now I know this does not refer to people's lives, it is actually a Christian reference to the Book of Life, however in a broader sense those who do not leave their imprint on life, they will be lost, forgotten and their existence will be matter less.
He certainly left his imprint on life. So now I'm stuck and at the moment I cannot write. It is my own personal Erinya my search for meaning, my search for an imprint on this life.
I feel the moments of time like dust slipping through my fingers and I long for this imprint but I also long for - deep breath - as Freddie said - Happiness.
I want to be happy.
And that is natural I guess but people tend to forget, or rather not understand what happiness is. So...one more time.......no more guilt......I want to be HAPPY.
I want to experience the universe.
I want to share what I have become and my journey towards what awaits me with someone who longs for the same.
Oh stars, you shine so brightly, you blind me in your eternal light.
And I still love you.
Those are the days of our lives - Queen
Sometimes I get to feelin I was back in the old days - long ago When we were kids when we were young Thing seemed so perfect - you know The days were endless we were crazy we were young The sun was always shinin - we just lived for fun Sometimes it seems like lately - I just dont know The rest of my lifes been just a show
Those were the days of our lives The bad things in life were so few Those days are all gone now but one thing is true When I look and I find I still love you
You cant turn back the clock you cant turn back the tide Aint that a shame Id like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride When life was just a game No use in sitting and thinkin on what you did When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids Sometimes it seems like lately - I just dont know Better sit back and go with the flow
Cos these are the days of our lives Theyve flown in the swiftness of time These days are all gone now but some things remain When I look and I find no change
Those were the days of our lives - yeah The bad things in life were so few Those days are all gone now but one things still true When I look and I find I still love you
