[2942] in Central_America
New quotes for Wed Nov 28
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
Wed Nov 28 01:33:12 1990
Date: Wed, 28 Nov 90 01:32:38 EST
From: root@charon.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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abbey (Andrea B Thompson):
you were born
and so you're free.
so happy birthday.
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alchen (Jangjang Chen):
ON EARTH
by Forugh Farrokhzad
I never wanted to be a star
in the sky's mirage,
a select soul
or an unspeaking friend of angels.
I never left the earth
or took up with stars.
I stand on the earth
and my body like a plant
absorbs wind, sun, and water
to stay alive.
I'm looking out the window.
I'm an echo,
not eternal,
and look for nothing but a song's echo.
In the wailing chant is joy
and better than the plain silence of pain.
I look for no refuge
in the dew lily of my body.
People walking by have written memories
with a black line of love
on the walls of my life's cottage.
Arrows are in my heart,
the candle is upside down.
What are left are quiet dots of faded colors
in puzzling words of madness.
Every lip against my lips
conceived a star
and floated on the night river of my memories.
What good is a star?
RECOMMENDED BOOK-OF-THE-MONTH SELECTION:
_The_Joy_Luck_Club_
by Amy Tan
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bfbrown (The Evil One):
Who needs a plan, man?
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bock (Who knows?):
{From system: This user's .plan file is not world readable}
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cecily (Leanne C Clarke):
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eichin (Mark W. Eichin):
I mentioned to Nancy that there are now hosts in the .su (Soviet Union)
domain, and that they've been posting netnews...
"Oh no! The 'rn' virus is spreading..."
and then, after a little consideration,
"So we're finally getting revenge for Tetris..."
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fallas:
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And all my fears relieved.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see!
***
Shout to the sky that there is no tomorrow,
And laugh at shadows by the light of the moon.
***
S:D "chantez la vie
la nuit, le jour
chantez l'ami
cherchez l'amour"
i dodidwillhavedoneamdoingwillbedoing so!
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jtkohl (John T Kohl):
Ariel, listen to me. The human world, it's a mess.
Life under the sea is better than anything they got up there.
The seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there, but that is a big mistake.
Just look at the world around you, right here on the ocean floor.
Such wonderful things around you, what more is you looking for?
Under the sea, udner the sea, darling it's better down where it's
wetter, take it from me! Up on the shore they work all day, out in the
sun they slave all day, while we're devoting full time to floating,
under the sea.
Down here all the fish is happy, as after the waves they roll. The fish
on the land ain't happy, this are 'cause they in the bowl. But in the
fish in the bowl is lucky, they in for a worser fate. One day when the
boss get hungry, guess who gon' be on the plate!
Under the sea, under the sea, nobody beat us, fry us and eat us in
fricasee! We were the land folks lunch to cook, under the sea we off
the hook. We got no troubles, life is the bubbles, under the sea.
Under the sea, under the sea, since life is sweet here we got the beat
here, naturally (-e -e -e). even the sturgeon and the ray, they get the
urge and start to play. We got the spirit, you got to hear it, under
the sea.
The lute play the flute, the carp play the harp, the place play the bass
and they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass, the chub play the tub,
the fluke is the duke of soul (yeah!) The rake he can play the lings on
the strings, the chubs barking (?) of the blockfish he sings. His belt
and and his rod, he know where it's at, and oh that blowfish blow!
Under the sea, under the sea, wind is sardine-ing in the beginning,
musically. What do they got, a lot of sand? We got a hot
prestession(?) band, each little clam here know how to jam here, under
the sea. Each little snug here cutting a rug here, under the sea. Each
little snail here know how to wail here, that's why it's hotter under
the water. Yow, we're in luck here, down in the muck here, under the
sea!
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livewire (Live Wire):
GETTING SOME SLEEP, @#$%^&*!!!!!!
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lnp (Lisa N Paradis):
Plan for this week...
sleep
x listen to Early Baroque's Greatest Hits
x draft of section one -- 21.690 paper
\ finish writing chapter 4 of my thesis
outline chapter 5 of my thesis
x = done
\ = in progress
(note that I haven't quite gotten around to sleeping yet...)
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Thought for the day:
Today's secret word is bugging.
2. bug vt or bugged; or bug.ging : to plant a concealed microphone in
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merlin (Michael J Richters):
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rlcarr (Richard L. Carreiro):
Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause. We don't discriminate.
Discovery is to be disowned.
Our currency is flesh and bone.
Hell opened up and put on sale,
Gather 'round and haggle.
For hard cash we will lie and deceive.
Even our masters don't know the webs we weave.
One world.
It's a battleground.
One world.
And we will smash it down.
One world...one world...
Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken. A silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war.
You can't stop what has begun.
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion.
We all have a dark side, to say the least.
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast.
One world.
It's a battleground.
One world.
And they will smash it down.
One world...one world...
The dogs of war don't negotiate.
The dogs of war won't capitulate.
They will take and we will give.
And you must die so that they may live.
You can knock on any door
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before.
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.
One world, it's a battleground.
One world, are we gonna smash it down?
One world...one world...
"The Dogs of War"
Pink Floyd
A MOMENTARY LAPSE OF REASON
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sethg (Seth A. Gordon):
Spokesmen for a local electronic firm have announced a computer
program that through fresh application of an old technique -
virtually eliminates lost time due to malfunction of computer
components. Called OREMA (from latin "oremus", meaning "let us
pray"), the program offers prayers at selected time intervals for
the continued integrity of memory units, tape transports, and other
elements subject to depravity.
Basically liturgical in structure, OREMA uses standard petitions and
intercessions stored on magnetic tapes in Latin, Hebrew, and
FORTRAN. It holds regular maintenance services thrice daily on an
automatic cycle, and operator intervention is required only for
mounting tapes and making responses, such as "Amen", or "And With
Thy Spirit", on the console typewriter.
Prayers in Hebrew and FORTRAN are offered directly to the CPU, but
Latin prayers may go to peripheral equipment for transfer to the CPU
by internal subroutines.
Although manufacturer supplied prayer reels cover all machine troubles
known today, the program will add punch card prayers to any tape, as
needed, after the final existing AMEN block. Classified prayer
reels are available for government installations.
In trials on selected machines, OREMA reduced by 98.2 percent the
average down time due to component failure. The manufacturer's
spokesman emphasized, however, that OREMA presently defends only
against malfunction of hardware. Requestor errors and other human
blunders will continue unchecked until completion of a later
version to be called SIN-OREMA.
Reprinted from Data Link, March 1966, which reprinted from the
source, W.S. Minkler, Jr., the Pittsburgh section of the
American Nuclear Society, Jan. 1965.
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suheil (Suheil I Laher):
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the_doz (KRS-1 (Superhoe 1990)):
"The man with the master plan to make you wiggle and jiggle like gelatin"
-EPMD, "Strictly Business"
(S.B.) in 6.1 and 6.3; M.S.(at least . . .) and MBA.
(SUDDEN REVELATION: I hate circuits!!!)
Alternate plan: 'Mo money, 'mo money, 'mo money . . .
U might not like that. If so . . .
"You don't like how I'm livin, well . . ."
-Ice Cube, "The Nigga Ya Love To Hate"
I think that you can figure it out.
Lamont L. Dozier, Jr., PHOne from The Dark Side
Chocolate City, homey!! da crib (C-Town)
471 Memorial Drive #514 2460 E. 64th St. #252N
Cambridge, MA 02139 Cleveland, OH 44104
Peace . . .
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therese (Suntioinen Therese M.):
Don't dream too wild, and shoot for the moon
Don't ride your heart like a balloon
Don't blow away to places unknown
Cause when you finally come knocking, there'll be nobody home
Nobody home
- Heart
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