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1. Decembris 2013

12:46 - laiks nav nauda

There was time, when I was poor man. I beg for change on street. And Father Time always give me change. And when I rich and go on street, I give change too. I become Father, I become Time.

13:37 - Father Time Overcome by Love, Hope and Beauty, 1627, Simon Vouet

19:10

Datori lielāko daļu laika pat nenojauš, cik pilnīgi apjukuši un bezmērķīgi mēs esam, uzdot viņiem visas tās komandas. Nerunājot par shit damn wasted.

19:51

- That tiny voice in your head...
- Yes?
- I does talk to you, now, does it?
- Well... oviously, it has been a while since I really had the time to, sort of, indulge and really lay back, you know, I couldn't just quit my ordeals and responsibilities, I could not possibly just waste my precious hours on listening to fucking voices, now would I? Fuck's sake...
- It can leave you, the little voice, you know...
- Uh...
- It can, though.
- Well... where would it go to, then? Supposing it exists in the first place.
- It would go Away. That's about as much as you should be concerned about it.
- Where? What? Fuck off - what the fuck is this shit?
- This is the shit, man, this is the shit.

19:58

your brain is real-time rewireable

20:06

šokē ne jau tuvība kā tāda, bet tas, cik vēsas un attālinātas ar sūdīgu laiku kļūst attiecības ar tuvību
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