So long
my friends, my compatriots.
You have made this summer rich.
Rich with life and hope
Embedded with great memories
Farewell
you wonderful people,
many of whom I will
never ever see again
and I will be worse for it.
Auf Wiedersehen
to a summer full of laughs,
An oasis of experiences.
Another change of heading
in life's steady onward course.
Good Night
to the many new things I've seen.
A solemn farewell to all that Seattle
had to offer this fruity student.
So long and thanks for all the fruit.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Hidden
Echoes of humanity,
Strands of symphony.
The notes of masters
ride on the waves of time
down through the ages.
Showing majesty and beauty
to that, the most neglected
of senses.
Vibrations seemingly random
but they reflect a beauty
found in every one of us.
Strands of symphony.
The notes of masters
ride on the waves of time
down through the ages.
Showing majesty and beauty
to that, the most neglected
of senses.
Vibrations seemingly random
but they reflect a beauty
found in every one of us.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Poison Prick of the Rose
Insanity
is a line walked
cautiously
What if
you ruined someone's life
and it wasn't your fault?
What if
that person will never be
HAPPY ever again?
Are you a bad person?
Isn't everyone supposed to find
HAPPINESS?
Isn't it all supposed to end in
Halos and Roses?
is a line walked
cautiously
What if
you ruined someone's life
and it wasn't your fault?
What if
that person will never be
HAPPY ever again?
Are you a bad person?
Isn't everyone supposed to find
HAPPINESS?
Isn't it all supposed to end in
Halos and Roses?
Can it stop the flood?
Friends.
My Friends.
Wonderful people
But they are so far away.
They can never be a
Major Part of My Life.
Moisture.
Sadness expressed.
It rolls down my cheek.
Another wonderful experience
But it is a vacation
and it does not change the direction of My Life.
My Friends.
Wonderful people
But they are so far away.
They can never be a
Major Part of My Life.
Moisture.
Sadness expressed.
It rolls down my cheek.
Another wonderful experience
But it is a vacation
and it does not change the direction of My Life.
Scars on my Psyche
Why won't the bleeding stop?
Why can't the past go away?
Sometimes the pain of the past
is greater than the value of the teachings
that have been passed.
Sometimes I wish those people hadn't been hurt
Sometimes I wish I hadn't done those things
Those firsts, Those wonderful moments
They were so great
But now every time my life tries to hit repeat
I feel like I just committed seppuku.
I want to enjoy it so much.
I want to move on
but it's always like I'm on the sole engine
pulling a whole caravan of cars up Mount EVEREST.
Why can't the past go away?
Sometimes the pain of the past
is greater than the value of the teachings
that have been passed.
Sometimes I wish those people hadn't been hurt
Sometimes I wish I hadn't done those things
Those firsts, Those wonderful moments
They were so great
But now every time my life tries to hit repeat
I feel like I just committed seppuku.
I want to enjoy it so much.
I want to move on
but it's always like I'm on the sole engine
pulling a whole caravan of cars up Mount EVEREST.
Friday, August 1, 2008
RAM
Memory
Bits in array.
Bytes in formation.
Dedicated to a duty
or Free for all to grab.
Just Ones and Zeroes on and on
And you can't turn it off, it won't go away.
They take forever to clear from these Masses of Memory.
These ghosts stick with you long after the power has been shut off.
Bits in array.
Bytes in formation.
Dedicated to a duty
or Free for all to grab.
Just Ones and Zeroes on and on
And you can't turn it off, it won't go away.
They take forever to clear from these Masses of Memory.
These ghosts stick with you long after the power has been shut off.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Bon
Music drifts along
Notes, sounds in a Sea of Disorder
A World of Discord, of Chaos
Buildings rise in the skies
Straight lines in an unruly land,
in a universe by nature awry
Mankind's fingerprint upon this Reality
A guiding hand to the rudder
of the Universe
All the things that are good
are chaos arising from this rippled surface,
are the licks of fate into our ordered world
Notes, sounds in a Sea of Disorder
A World of Discord, of Chaos
Buildings rise in the skies
Straight lines in an unruly land,
in a universe by nature awry
Mankind's fingerprint upon this Reality
A guiding hand to the rudder
of the Universe
All the things that are good
are chaos arising from this rippled surface,
are the licks of fate into our ordered world
Path Coverage: Incomplete
Try to describe life
using familiar terms
In enums
In hashes
NP this is?
O(infinity) perhaps?
Code coverage 99.9
Path coverage still incomplete
using familiar terms
In enums
In hashes
NP this is?
O(infinity) perhaps?
Code coverage 99.9
Path coverage still incomplete
Pruning
A tree
A branch dies
The tree is strong still
The tree will live and grow for many years
Strength
Friendship
Life
A branch dies
The tree is strong still
The tree will live and grow for many years
Strength
Friendship
Life
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Happiness
High Tides
Low Tides
Tides In
Tides Out
High Tides, Flush With Water
Low Tides, Bereft of It
Beaches without water
Gritty Desolation
The sand misses the sea
Low Tides
Tides In
Tides Out
High Tides, Flush With Water
Low Tides, Bereft of It
Beaches without water
Gritty Desolation
The sand misses the sea
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Sunrise
A new day rises
A sunrise breaks
Sunlight sprinkles down
on the same world it left
The night is gone
A new day begins
washed of the previous day's deeds and misdeeds
but they are not gone
They are forgiven
A sunrise breaks
Sunlight sprinkles down
on the same world it left
The night is gone
A new day begins
washed of the previous day's deeds and misdeeds
but they are not gone
They are forgiven
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Ships at Sea
Two ships at sea
An ocean big
Signal lights
SOS
Miscommunication
Misinterpretation
The ship disappears
Never shall we know
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