Dune on living and ending

“The flesh surrenders itself. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not…yet, I occurred.”

Frank Herbert of Dune

“… Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life … ”


Quote of Stephen King on love & goodbyes

“Do any of us, except in our dreams, truly expect to be reunited with out heart’s deepest loves, even when they leave us for minutes and on the most mundane of errands? No, not at all. Each time they go from our sight we, in our secret hearts, count them as dead. Having been given so much, we reason, how could we expect not to be brought as low as Lucifer for the staggering presumption of our love?”


All things, even grief & regret must end

This one has been sitting my box of drafts for a week and I fear there are more important things in life than polishing this one for the tempo & tone I want...so here it is...

I know these things from my grief & joy.

All things end, all things end…

When they are gone we are not lesser for their passing.

What they take from us is nothing in comparison to what we made together.

We are more for the time spent together in ways that can never be diminished – no matter what is said.

All things end, my dears, all things in time come to a stop like this planet will one day cease to spin as the last of it’s energy is spent. All things must end.

What we lost is nothing next to what we gained, that passion you felt before was not new doors opening & that pain was not those same doors closing. That passion you felt was new horizons of awareness spreading out before you and that pain you feel after is the longing of something safer, more familiar like the direction behind you when you leave home forever. You hurt because you know that people can be so beautiful & kind to each other, but choose to only rarely show this compassion

All things end & this like anything else will pass as surely as you or I…all things must end.

We are more for the fellowship & kinship of other humans the shared moments when we learn of someone else and become greater because of it.

All things end, beautiful & horrible, All things end …

We are never diminished when taking other’s in to our groups, what we gain from sharing in the intimidating moment of bravery it takes to ask for help & returning their almost unbelievable need with kindness and compassion makes ours a better society. What is freely shared is returned to us in ways we never imagined.

All things end, both in our world and in our minds, all the things we feel must end.

I assure all moods pass or abate, while they may abide, so does the love we grew of the things which we hold dear – its that love which shows us what we miss & hold to be evident long after we move in other directions.

We are not less for having felt honest emotions and reaching out to others, for sharing and expressing whatever may come. Ye strive and risk who you were yesterday for the chance to learn to become someone new today. Neither are real, but both are parts of what makes you.

And in the end all things pass, they must …

So shall we pass away too. Our monuments will crumble, our texts will fade, our digital libraries will be bought for nothing & lost when the parts holding them are melted down for the minerals. Nothing will remain except the growth we experienced and shared with those who came after us.

When we pass away we will leave our regrets, they are of this world. All things shall pass and all things must pass …

The last of these things will be our regrets passing from us in that final breath.

How interpersonal relationships work…explained in programming

Just a quick blurp…I’m supposed to be slaving away right now!


In there they explain that:

Trip has now relinquished a great deal of responsibility to Mechanic. Trip knows that it wants each of its bicycles to be prepared, and it trusts the Mechanic to accomplish this task. Because the responsibility for knowing how has been ceded to Mechanic, Trip will always get the correct behavior regardless of future improvements to Mechanic.
When the conversation between Trip and Mechanic switched from a how to a
what, one side effect was that the size of the public interface in Mechanic was drastically reduced.

The author talks about how beginning programmers are very structurally oriented.  IE:

  • They know what each object/person knows
  • They know how each object/person does their tasks
  • They tell each object/person when to do their tasks

I think in the real world – we call this micro managing someone.  The only conditions in which this tends to work well is when someone doesn’t know how to do something.  Otherwise it’s sub optimal.  The author even talks about how objects need to trust each other to accomplish their tasks, instead of trying to control each other or micro manage every step.

Ex’s in social media

Feels a bit like a creep to go look up the ex’s … it’s also tedious to try & avoid all mentions of someone who you were close to and working on combining your lives together.

Nonetheless, this author delves in to the thoughts and capabilities for keeping informed about the ex’s of your life … unleashing the competitive voyeur in the digital age …

Maureen O’Connor

All My Exes Live in Texts: Why the Social Media Generation Never Really Breaks Up

One neurologists opinion …

I try to avoid things like this – but there was an interesting gem of knowledge in how babies learn faces and how it affects trust.

From the analysis of Ted Cruz’s face …

Our stone–age ancestors learned to read faces and rapidly tell friend from foe. While we live in a far different environment, we still possess the same stone–age brain as our distant relatives. Like them, we judge instantly. Automatically and more quickly than conscious reflection could manage, we weigh whether we like a new face or dislike the person behind it. Our social circuits, which are largely emotional, tell us whether to trust a person or not. Given a million years of practice, our brains are good at this.

I wonder if this sort of thing … “is (s)he like me?”, “are they like us?” one of the things that we are working against, when combating inherit/latent racism …

Perhaps just an underlaying frame work which people use to under stand the world – not an excuse – rather an observation & my brain trying to connect the dots.