This lost feeling
An endless soup of cut up feelings Unfinished justifications And mislabeled progress I will never feel bad In leaving a bad situation Why do I feel so lost Without my connection
An endless soup of cut up feelings Unfinished justifications And mislabeled progress I will never feel bad In leaving a bad situation Why do I feel so lost Without my connection
Ah the many branches of intellect How they interconnect and move Leaves one to wonder what words Cycles of interpretive rhythms connect Listening distances from hearing Spoken harmony sung by more than lords Lessons in to when lives past crept Experience can only drive future Building from the past creates roads
This is some of my best work with some of the best music I have in my collection. I sincerely apologize for not hitting record before I got started, so, you’ll have to ignore (you might not even notice) the odd beginning… but it gets right into it within the first 30 seconds. Jonny5 –…
A poem by Jonny5 Outside in or inside out Senses play in a sensible way Each membrane of wax extrudes the surface Evolving separation layer reshaped and formed Candle melts itself and the warmed plate cooks wax away One creates heat that shines light illuminates sight One is a distillery, using heat but wasting light…
Security is a trick world and unless you want your hosts log files scrolling your SMS buffer on your phone, you have to enable something that allows some degree of automated response. Zabbix is certainly one of the more free and better tools in that element. Here I will log my progress with setting up…