Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



Software serves a human function or fails to. There is no Plato’s heaven where mathematical cleanliness sits supreme, where the correctness of an abstraction is alive. — Richard P. Gabriel, Patterns Of Software

Adieu l’Emile je vais mourir
C’est dur de mourir au printemps tu sais
Mais je pars aux fleurs la paix dans l’âme
Car vu que tu es bon comme du pain blanc
Je sais que prendras soin de ma femme
— Jaques Brel, Le Moribond

Used to be the now gone talkative/22426858.
03-10-27-109 TS - Bunker bei Formerum

We are kids
We think life is a scam
We come from a wasted land
We are kids we play punk rock and roll
If we didn’t we got no soul
— The Distillers, Sick Of It All