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“She toddled in the mighty Duck And almost never was” Whether by design or luck Or maybe just because Summertime in Tennessee So scorching hot and dry The family thought a swim could be Relief so we would try While swimming came so easy For most of us that day But Mom was water queasy So on the bank she lay My friend and I, we swam like fish In the deep Duck River A day that would make you wish This fun could last forever My baby sister was so small She could barely walk She toddled and then down would fall And jabbered with her talk So Dad had moved into the deep That’s when I saw it well My sister ran without a peep Into the Duck she fell Momma screamed and I just froze And out of sight she went The muddy Duck would now propose Another life be spent My Dad had sprung to action On hearing of the scream He dived as a reaction Into the muddy stream . . . And many years would pass us by She studied hard and long Nothing was too tough to try She never got it wrong A Ph.D and drug design She makes the pills you need If you were really in a bind And needed meds indeed She plays piano and reads the books And knows so much inside She sews and cleans and then she cooks With logic as her guide Accomplishments on every level Complete and tried and true But humble, never would she revel In all that she could do . . . He came back up and looked around His eyes began to beg He dived again and there he found And grabbed her by the leg Upside down he pulled her up And water did pour out And soon we heard her cry startup Relief without a doubt . . . Remembering that day and so A blessing to repay That was sixty years ago But feels like yesterday I sometimes think of all the luck That happened just because “She toddled in the mighty Duck And almost never was”
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Nov 1, 2022
Nov 1, 2022 at 5:18 PM UTC
Almost Never Was
“She toddled in the mighty Duck And almost never was” Whether by design or luck Or maybe just because Summertime in Tennessee So scorching hot and dry The family thought a swim could be Relief so we would try While swimming came so easy For most of us that day But Mom was water queasy So on the bank she lay My friend and I, we swam like fish In the deep Duck River A day that would make you wish This fun could last forever My baby sister was so small She could barely walk She toddled and then down would fall And jabbered with her talk So Dad had moved into the deep That’s when I saw it well My sister ran without a peep Into the Duck she fell Momma screamed and I just froze And out of sight she went The muddy Duck would now propose Another life be spent My Dad had sprung to action On hearing of the scream He dived as a reaction Into the muddy stream . . . And many years would pass us by She studied hard and long Nothing was too tough to try She never got it wrong A Ph.D and drug design She makes the pills you need If you were really in a bind And needed meds indeed She plays piano and reads the books And knows so much inside She sews and cleans and then she cooks With logic as her guide Accomplishments on every level Complete and tried and true But humble, never would she revel In all that she could do . . . He came back up and looked around His eyes began to beg He dived again and there he found And grabbed her by the leg Upside down he pulled her up And water did pour out And soon we heard her cry startup Relief without a doubt . . . Remembering that day and so A blessing to repay That was sixty years ago But feels like yesterday I sometimes think of all the luck That happened just because “She toddled in the mighty Duck And almost never was”
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Conflicted, conflicted My mind so encrypted There is no escape, my memories inflicted Pouring through thoughts as my emotions drifted Searching for absolution, through sands of sorrow I've sifted Conflicted, conflicted My spirit isn't lifted Entombed from mistakes wondering what I did Errors and consequences and a farewell I do bid Conflicted, conflicted Thoughts and emotions contradicted Standing here hollowed, my heart evicted Still is the world, not much to be gifted Error, error Fear and terror Time to shut down or be lost all over Again and again with my soul torn asunder Error, error Shut down or be caught by despair To late, it's here, it caught me unaware The damage is absolute with no way to repair Error, error It will never be better Not a shred of care Caught in Medusa's stare Begin rebooting sequence Letting shutdown commence Countdown has begun Five, four, three, two, one Nothing but darkness Soul as a black screen filled with emptiness Clearing all of my thoughts, my whole head If I didn't reboot, I'd be as good as dead Startup commence Beginning with mental defense Fortification complete Open emotional files, hit delete Blank canvas and nothing more An empty shell of what I was before It will happen again and again It will stop, but nobody knows when I am a blank slate but in the depths of my mind Are the thoughts and feelings I wish I could leave behind
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
Conflicted
startup… logon… password “Hello Friend” K: Windows/system32> whoami Description= reminder to update system Exec start= bash(repeatedly) sleep-10; notify send “This Is Gonna Hurt” K: Memories/ cd Couldn’t load library “K: Memories/Hopeful/GoodTimes/v1997/launcher” no such file or library Invoked from within Library path could not be found while executing newtype.sendkeys {DELETE} integrity check has failed package requires ansinfo (package ifneeded script) def listen= {dummy} ip config_release User interface "you’re_not_losing_your_mind!” not found NOT ENOUGH PARAMETERS OR PARAMETER ERROR! User daemon reload - update script Are you sure you want to delete? Y/N
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 7:47 PM UTC
PLAYer unKNOWN
This anxiety, is making me anxious. Feeding itself, until it becomes dangerous. It’s PTSD, of some varying degree. Each startup and failure, taking its toll on me. The inability to remember, the pain and the fear. Forgetting the scars, that should be so clear. The voice in your head, reassuring you. Saying this time will be different, when you know it’s not true. Louder and louder, till it starts to scream. Your anxiety grows, and splits at the seam. Then you give in, letting go at last. The voice takes control, and repeats the past. Another, another!! It screams in a growl. More, more!! A predator on the prowl. Then it is gone, and you’re just floating there. Trying to make sense of things, trying to be aware. Then it all crashes down, and you’re drowning in hate. You’re full of self loathing, and memories that exacerbate. Now the long road ahead, seems to have no end. Your chest hurts so bad, and the tremors set in. You can’t eat or sleep, so you traumatize your brain. You’re scared you might die, but you’re more scared of the pain. Four days and you’re better, but the memories end. Then that tiny voice, starts to whisper again. Over and over, rinse and repeat. Slowly killing yourself, for a small fix of heat.
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
Detox and relapse
You are used to being overloaded with work That's what happens when you work in a startup Especially a startup dealing in Recruitment That too, not run-of-the-mill Recruitment You specialise in niche roles Thus, you need to invest a lot of time and effort In order to pull off closures Yes, a recruiter's life is never going to be easy But Recruitment pales in comparison to Research When you are working on a major research project You are essentially taking part in an almost never-ending race Against that elusive devil, Time A race you can ill afford to lose And the race track is far from straight In fact, it is full of twists and turns Some of them are even more dangerous Than those hairpin bends you often encounter While driving up the mountains There are also numerous obstacles along the way And to cap it all There are no prizes for winning the race On the other hand, if you lose There will be a stiff penalty In the form of losing the client, for ever And what's worse Is the fact that your credibility will take a massive beating From which it will be quite difficult to recover Life will never be the same again So, you have to win, no matter what Of course, you are used to working hard Whether it be Recruitment or Research So, you put your best foot forward And work out of your skins Putting off sleep as much as possible Even when your body is protesting vociferously Against this blatant abuse To add insult to the injury Your laptop shows you the middle finger And your phone literally dies Sending you into a brainfade That would have put even Australian cricketer Steve Smith to shame Luckily, your father's presence of mind saves the day But your troubles are not over yet The harder you work The more confusing the project gets It's like being trapped in a maze Except that it's a thousand times worse Because the maze is controlled from outside As if it were a puppet With your boss pulling the strings Thus, the harder you try to find a way out The more you get trapped inside With every passing hour Hope slowly drains out of you Until you are forced to admit That all you can do, is pray And keep praying for all eternity Hoping against hope That Harry Potter and his friends will save the day
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Feb 24, 2023
Feb 24, 2023 at 12:46 PM UTC
Trapped In The Maze Of Research
You are used to being overloaded with work That's what happens when you work in a startup Especially a startup dealing in Recruitment That too, not run-of-the-mill Recruitment You specialise in niche roles Thus, you need to invest a lot of time and effort In order to pull off closures Yes, a recruiter's life is never going to be easy But Recruitment pales in comparison to Research When you are working on a major research project You are essentially taking part in an almost never-ending race Against that elusive devil, Time A race you can ill afford to lose And the race track is far from straight In fact, it is full of twists and turns Some of them are even more dangerous Than those hairpin bends you often encounter While driving up the mountains There are also numerous obstacles along the way And to cap it all There are no prizes for winning the race On the other hand, if you lose There will be a stiff penalty In the form of losing the client, for ever And what's worse Is the fact that your credibility will take a massive beating From which it will be quite difficult to recover Life will never be the same again So, you have to win, no matter what Of course, you are used to working hard Whether it be Recruitment or Research So, you put your best foot forward And work out of your skins Putting off sleep as much as possible Even when your body is protesting vociferously Against this blatant abuse To add insult to the injury Your laptop shows you the middle finger And your phone literally dies Sending you into a brainfade That would have put even Australian cricketer Steve Smith to shame Luckily, your father's presence of mind saves the day But your troubles are not over yet The harder you work The more confusing the project gets It's like being trapped in a maze Except that it's a thousand times worse Because the maze is controlled from outside As if it were a puppet With your boss pulling the strings Thus, the harder you try to find a way out The more you get trapped inside With every passing hour Hope slowly drains out of you Until you are forced to admit That all you can do, is pray And keep praying for all eternity Hoping against hope That Harry Potter and his friends will save the day
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Recruitment is an utterly thankless job Especially if you are handling an Investment Banking role That too when working in a startup You spend hours and hours Searching frantically for candidates Who possess the requisite skills and experience Followed by days and days Speaking to a plethora of candidates Facing rejection after rejection Watching your own confidence nosedive After almost every conversation And then gritting your teeth and continuing to burn the midnight oil After you finally manage to share a few relevant resumes By the skin of your teeth You breathe a sigh of relief Knowing that your job is half done Everything runs smoothly from thereon Till the offer stage When the candidate decides to back out Having received a better offer elsewhere And you are back to square one However, you resume the search With a renewed vigour And put your heart and soul Into finding a suitable replacement Your efforts are duly rewarded However, misfortune strikes again The candidate develops cold feet And gets retained by his present company You have to go back to the drawing board, yet again However, you refuse to give up And work harder than ever Determined to be third time lucky Alas! Fate turns its back on you, yet again The client proves to be a tad too miserly Thus pushing your candidate away However, you continue to resist bravely Against all odds Determined to prove a point More to yourself, than anyone else However, history repeats itself For the fourth time in a row And you are left bruised and battered In the face of a year full of bad luck Which has brought you a record seven backouts And all you can do now Is to pray, and keep praying For 2022 to end as soon as possible Recruitment, is indeed an utterly thankless job
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Dec 6, 2022
Dec 6, 2022 at 1:29 AM UTC
Recruitment Is An Utterly Thankless Job
Recruitment is an utterly thankless job Especially if you are handling an Investment Banking role That too when working in a startup You spend hours and hours Searching frantically for candidates Who possess the requisite skills and experience Followed by days and days Speaking to a plethora of candidates Facing rejection after rejection Watching your own confidence nosedive After almost every conversation And then gritting your teeth and continuing to burn the midnight oil After you finally manage to share a few relevant resumes By the skin of your teeth You breathe a sigh of relief Knowing that your job is half done Everything runs smoothly from thereon Till the offer stage When the candidate decides to back out Having received a better offer elsewhere And you are back to square one However, you resume the search With a renewed vigour And put your heart and soul Into finding a suitable replacement Your efforts are duly rewarded However, misfortune strikes again The candidate develops cold feet And gets retained by his present company You have to go back to the drawing board, yet again However, you refuse to give up And work harder than ever Determined to be third time lucky Alas! Fate turns its back on you, yet again The client proves to be a tad too miserly Thus pushing your candidate away However, you continue to resist bravely Against all odds Determined to prove a point More to yourself, than anyone else However, history repeats itself For the fourth time in a row And you are left bruised and battered In the face of a year full of bad luck Which has brought you a record seven backouts And all you can do now Is to pray, and keep praying For 2022 to end as soon as possible Recruitment, is indeed an utterly thankless job
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Hey sadness, When will you let me move on? Always by my side I let my happiness slide. Autumn leaves I never seen one before The withering leaves Just fall,fall. I want to feel fire Overwhelm inside my body Burn it up, turn it up Give me a new startup. A new start Even if I want, I cannot But forever we are young To my dreams and hopes, keep hanging in.
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 5:15 AM UTC
Anew
Two days of hard toil Searching through portal after portal Company after company And speaking to candidate after candidate And what I am left with Is nothing Absolutely nothing to show for my efforts One candidate doesn't find the role exciting enough Another candidate loses interest After hearing the name of the client The next one is not looking for a job in the first place For the one that comes after Relocation turns out to be a deal breaker And the rest of them are simply too busy Too busy to even pick up the **** phone However, I decide to keep at it Only for the rejections to continue One guy eventually shows a bit of interest But he has too many questions Questions that neither I can answer Nor can my boss! Of course, Recruitment is never an easy job Especially when you are working in a startup But to succeed in Recruitment for Investment Banking roles You really need to pull off a Harry Houdini!!
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Jun 14, 2022
Jun 14, 2022 at 12:10 PM UTC
Two Days Of Recruitment For Investment Banking Roles
Your startup For this life Is not to Oblige over Illusions Phantom hopes Connecting the dots Redefine the patterns Drain the energy And unveil All the unsolved mysteries Since ancient time Your purpose Is to share the flame Your own reality That hold within Being aware Not to be right Every time For Authentic happiness Fulfillment Harmony and dignity Living life, simple Being eternal light In your own way
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 8:17 AM UTC
Acceptance
The treasure chest Her ((Piece De Resistance)) French skills of perseverance She was a hollow crown of jewels Not the zircon bright yellow The darker to see you my dear near my pillow That death by chocolate how she craved those sweets Graveyard shift current events Those men dark Batman suits water skiing and internet surfing That bat eye batmobile showdown missile Cells and locks to open the gate and keys A hell  of a wish never on Sunday to ring her bell the Siren She made their hair home Sunday  dark gravy Lips were too thin and skully Was a cycle her lowdown Shot glass don't touch my Philly So gravely razor suit and a shave Her mouth Tornado But the vivacious Viking   Crypt look hellhole The gathering dead again Santa dead pole couldn't stop bickering No-one cared to notice her dreadlocks "The Cryptocurrency" what urgency She was drawn into the Arsenic and Lace Viva Las Vegas roll the dice Cryptic engraved cellar Like the maestro was playing his serenade She-devil Pillar catching her death of cold Feeling high winding staircase Wearing her gown ripped lowdown Being blown off the town lace Oh! Fiddlestick with the ***** of light Breaking free from husbands sight The rise of the current storms heads up she drinks Grand dead Marnier Took over such a restraint This wasn't black and gray spray paint What a fiercest most recent ancient  current events Reptilian and it was the family of witches and covens Words engraved so cryptically She was wearing her snakeskin bag signature The body of dead sea such rapture The fire feet stepping over seashells Takes the hell out of Sahara snakes   She got a backdraft Black widow of waistlines 13 inches Spyder Graphics Those shifters and heretics He was the Rocky face The shorelines those laugh-lines Sad clown dark eyes scratched The cat feline Her addiction was the guylines Crypt crooked cop fines Another startup kit The dark edgy women her legs just fit
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 6:39 PM UTC
Crypt Look So Current
The treasure chest Her ((Piece De Resistance)) French skills of perseverance She was a hollow crown of jewels Not the zircon bright yellow The darker to see you my dear near my pillow That death by chocolate how she craved those sweets Graveyard shift current events Those men dark Batman suits water skiing and internet surfing That bat eye batmobile showdown missile Cells and locks to open the gate and keys A hell  of a wish never on Sunday to ring her bell the Siren She made their hair home Sunday  dark gravy Lips were too thin and skully Was a cycle her lowdown Shot glass don't touch my Philly So gravely razor suit and a shave Her mouth Tornado But the vivacious Viking   Crypt look hellhole The gathering dead again Santa dead pole couldn't stop bickering No-one cared to notice her dreadlocks "The Cryptocurrency" what urgency She was drawn into the Arsenic and Lace Viva Las Vegas roll the dice Cryptic engraved cellar Like the maestro was playing his serenade She-devil Pillar catching her death of cold Feeling high winding staircase Wearing her gown ripped lowdown Being blown off the town lace Oh! Fiddlestick with the ***** of light Breaking free from husbands sight The rise of the current storms heads up she drinks Grand dead Marnier Took over such a restraint This wasn't black and gray spray paint What a fiercest most recent ancient  current events Reptilian and it was the family of witches and covens Words engraved so cryptically She was wearing her snakeskin bag signature The body of dead sea such rapture The fire feet stepping over seashells Takes the hell out of Sahara snakes   She got a backdraft Black widow of waistlines 13 inches Spyder Graphics Those shifters and heretics He was the Rocky face The shorelines those laugh-lines Sad clown dark eyes scratched The cat feline Her addiction was the guylines Crypt crooked cop fines Another startup kit The dark edgy women her legs just fit
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These are tough times As far as Recruitment is concerned Of course, Recruitment is never easy Especially when you work in a startup But a year like 2022 With backout after backout And consequently rework after rework Really takes the biscuit Here I am Without a single closure In the last ten frigging months And thus having my confidence shredded to pieces One would think That I badly need a break In order to recharge my batteries You, on the other hand Decided to add to the burden By assigning me, not one But three extra mandates Mandates that are not only difficult But also rather time-consuming And require dealing with a client That has tested our patience On multiple occasions And on top of that I have to come to office as well Of course, it is all smooth sailing As far as the onward commute is concerned Thanks to the ever reliable AC local The return, however, is a different ballgame altogether Because you always make me late Thus, I never manage to catch the AC local And by the time I reach home I end up hating you to the core You are lucky magic doesn't exist Because if it did You would have been dead a long time ago I would have seen to that Anyway, coming back to reality I have always been tolerant But, as my grandfather would say There is a limit to everything And if you are expecting me to work on Saturdays as well You are exceeding that limit And then I will have no choice But to leave, once and for all As I've already mentioned I have always been tolerant However, my tolerance now runs thin
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Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 1:51 PM UTC
I Have Always Been Tolerant
These are tough times As far as Recruitment is concerned Of course, Recruitment is never easy Especially when you work in a startup But a year like 2022 With backout after backout And consequently rework after rework Really takes the biscuit Here I am Without a single closure In the last ten frigging months And thus having my confidence shredded to pieces One would think That I badly need a break In order to recharge my batteries You, on the other hand Decided to add to the burden By assigning me, not one But three extra mandates Mandates that are not only difficult But also rather time-consuming And require dealing with a client That has tested our patience On multiple occasions And on top of that I have to come to office as well Of course, it is all smooth sailing As far as the onward commute is concerned Thanks to the ever reliable AC local The return, however, is a different ballgame altogether Because you always make me late Thus, I never manage to catch the AC local And by the time I reach home I end up hating you to the core You are lucky magic doesn't exist Because if it did You would have been dead a long time ago I would have seen to that Anyway, coming back to reality I have always been tolerant But, as my grandfather would say There is a limit to everything And if you are expecting me to work on Saturdays as well You are exceeding that limit And then I will have no choice But to leave, once and for all As I've already mentioned I have always been tolerant However, my tolerance now runs thin
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Maybe a relative startup a sequential ***** up two pointed fingers to the head the deviation which brinks into fast-fall, go-for-the-hell-of-it momentum, an all consuming build up, edging to the cliff fall to the expanse of water plummet with head tilted first Swimming through days spinning to endure the suffocation how one can never save oneself, how the world's axis must sway opposite in my head of direction, because if it did, I would never have to feel like this Maybe that's why the arrays of the sunshine passes through me and not over me, not to blessed by the reminiscent of halo glimmer keep a still smile, wake to the smell of black coffee how I am amazed how I haven't burst, how emotions elapse and thoughts beat against the side of my brain and to keep a still smile sometimes what will I give for a still mind and this very thought scares me
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 4:26 PM UTC
Fast Fall
Droppin' on in, It's been a minute since we've talked, Your hair has grown, Your face has faded, It used to be brighter If memory serves. Have you been well? New job? New love? Only if you don't mind. Have you heard that new song? Have you seen that movie? How's that startup idea gone? Where has all the time gone? We should talk again sometime. Or not, Whichever you prefer.
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Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 4:53 PM UTC
Catching Up
Conversation opened. 1 read message. Skip to content Using Gmail with screen readers in:sent Click here to enable desktop notifications for Gmail. Learn more Hide Move to Inbox More 15 of 184 BEYOND CROSSING LANE : TECHNIQUE ' TRAIL' TONGUE COUCH ALLENS Mar 8 to Daniel Beyond Crossing Lane : Technique ‘Trail’-Tongue Spiritual razor cope-chat blaze maxima known Rushcutters…’ Bale’s system of categories camp the rewritten Approaching subjects to mindset…’ Commonwealth among many of undertaking sacral privileges, possible to cover every technique and popular tendency to typing ‘anatomy of human psyche like the acknowledgement, spirit rings manuscript, startup for certain specific advisory patterns, great deal to the early nature man’s improvement view gainful occupation of answerable to the original mechanism helping creations own fieldwork Or through the marrying vision interests and knowledgeable acquaintance, dressers cord of imaginary adolescence indices historical supervision of corporate ‘body-bearer’ breadth inclusive, role of wife-mother places infinity, frontier individual bases continually occur, making generalizations vast of riding ***** Recognition of the importance, employment self-security benefits, Kept recipients non-vulnerable, populate populace of Creators Co-inhibits/ Bashful preferrals ‘Larger-Stream’…Lets Induction…Gaiety Rehearsal Foresights‘Product’-Alliance Rehabilitation Hypotheses. RETICENCE ZOE-POTENCY email : [email protected] +2348131914240 Click here to Reply or Forward 0.04 GB (0%) of 15 GB used Manage Terms - Privacy Last account activity: 28 minutes ago Details
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 8:25 AM UTC
Re-Engineering 'Instance Existence
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Returning to work After a rather enjoyable weekend Is hardly something to rejoice about Especially when you are handling Recruitment And particularly when you work in a startup A startup that supposedly gives you freedom Freedom for the employer, that is To keep nagging his employees From time to time But not freedom for the employees To work as per their convenience You feel like a balloon Pressed on all sides By the boss, candidates and clients One false step And Boom! you are back to square one And left with a mountain to climb At the speed of light You know, though, what's the worst part? It's the uncertainty Whether it be in finding relevant resumes Or speaking to a bunch of candidates And trying to convince them Or, if you do somehow manage to convince someone Waiting for him/her to share the CV Is like watching that infamous innings of Sunil Gavaskar In the 1975 World Cup It kills you from inside Such that, you just can't wait For a miracle to happen Which involves the client Uttering the magic words "This position is temporarily on hold"
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Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 8:41 AM UTC
Returning To Work After A Rather Enjoyable Weekend
for stillbirths what is time infinity and startup life and death unresolved node
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
NODE
So… you have a dream, a passion, a burning feeling that if only you can get that job, or become famous, or get rich, or be a doctor, or make that startup, or write that book… then you will have it all, you will be complete, or at the very least… it will make you happy. So you work, you work hard because you know that the key to success is determination… there are some days that you want to give up, but that is to be expected, after all, nothing worth doing is easy, right? It does not matter how difficult it is… because you know it’s not about now, it’s about later… it’s about how great you’ll feel once you finally accomplish that dream of yours. And before long, you’ve become bitter… you are so focused on moving forward, so locked in this tunnel vision, not being able to look behind you... all that’s real to you is to keep going ahead, ahead, ahead… and this place? the now? it’s just a stop along the way, and so are all those pesky long years that came before it… clearly, this is all leading up to some grand final, your dream… the thing that will validate all the long days spent working towards whatever it is you want, something that will validate you, or so you keep telling yourself. And one day, perhaps you give up… or perhaps, you find that you’ve arrived, you are finally here, you’ve achieved whatever it is you wanted… you celebrate, you feel amazing for a day, maybe for a week, maybe you are still content after a month or two… until… ever so slightly, so slightly you barely even notice… it all becomes boring to you, and now, you reflect, and you take in the meaninglessness of your achievement. And then, one day… you get a dream, a burning sensation you cannot describe that if you can get that job, or become famous, or get rich, or be a doctor, or make that startup, or write that book… then you will have it all, you will be complete, or at the very least… it will make you happy.
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Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC
so you have a dream
So… you have a dream, a passion, a burning feeling that if only you can get that job, or become famous, or get rich, or be a doctor, or make that startup, or write that book… then you will have it all, you will be complete, or at the very least… it will make you happy. So you work, you work hard because you know that the key to success is determination… there are some days that you want to give up, but that is to be expected, after all, nothing worth doing is easy, right? It does not matter how difficult it is… because you know it’s not about now, it’s about later… it’s about how great you’ll feel once you finally accomplish that dream of yours. And before long, you’ve become bitter… you are so focused on moving forward, so locked in this tunnel vision, not being able to look behind you... all that’s real to you is to keep going ahead, ahead, ahead… and this place? the now? it’s just a stop along the way, and so are all those pesky long years that came before it… clearly, this is all leading up to some grand final, your dream… the thing that will validate all the long days spent working towards whatever it is you want, something that will validate you, or so you keep telling yourself. And one day, perhaps you give up… or perhaps, you find that you’ve arrived, you are finally here, you’ve achieved whatever it is you wanted… you celebrate, you feel amazing for a day, maybe for a week, maybe you are still content after a month or two… until… ever so slightly, so slightly you barely even notice… it all becomes boring to you, and now, you reflect, and you take in the meaninglessness of your achievement. And then, one day… you get a dream, a burning sensation you cannot describe that if you can get that job, or become famous, or get rich, or be a doctor, or make that startup, or write that book… then you will have it all, you will be complete, or at the very least… it will make you happy.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
Romantic Children in December
Follow the belly. 100 liters.  In the end, bad food. 100 liters. In the end, the bread of life ... "The barriers to the Empire of India". (PTA), the rest of the world and other members of the family have written all sports exercises by police and the methods of real animals and well-known proteins (Holidays and Romantic children in December). Yemen and Jordan, such as Google, Yahoo ... and the moon and doctors, Nigeria, Russia and 20, 80 and 8., October 2008, George grew up in South Africa, Saudi Arabia, two PSK white David, Jordan, Iran , Belgium or 481.8> EPS / S DRI / USAXselivi 32xx Fargo, Visa PFD 10) 400 Ralph 37-10 40-552 45.19 41.37 GMT 40 41 33 31 90 Rating 4 = 9.8% 14.4 Symphony of wall Nogal GPS, United States, South America, Timothoo 4 Timeline T 26 From 41.42 40.9% United States 14th Cities in the United States. the Morgue in Austria is very short. Romania-Need GPS 502-2 Service will allow [channels] to search for EE. We have not broken Bread and it has been accumulated in any shape / package. . . 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I've wanted to write something for days now. But what? What's worth putting to pen? What matters to me now and here? What matters at all? A paper that will never be published. A song that will disappear into the abyss of music memory. A website for a startup that could never take off? Countless countless research papers to read for a research project that I'm not supposed to work on yet. How should I be spending my free time? Is there something inherently wrong in asking that? But really, I need to know. Is it correct that I'm spending my vacation finishing projects? Perform a song. Move on to practice a different song. What song? Except I need to practice something an hour a day. Meet a friend for coffee. We go to a museum we've both been to too many times . Why are we here? Except that we want to be together. What does it mean to want to spend the day with someone but have no idea what to do? What does it mean to have so many long meaningful conversations that you can't remember the subject of? Is it the people that matter? The common agreement to keep a bond? Is it the exploration of creativity that matters? The continuous honing of skills into activities I enjoy and take pride in? Am I perfecting my projects? Am I perfecting myself? Is that what is correct to do on vacation? Perhaps this poem was just another item to check off an arbitrary to-do list.
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 7:12 PM UTC
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