Atypical nefelibata 'cloud-walker' (lit sic) liberal, pantheistic and insecure. Nubivagantly dreaming of a scintilla in abditory. $MSFT #EngineerByDesign#ENTP
my life’s at the table with yours. immortal. nothing’s sacred and nothing is sure anymore except all that you are, all you stand for. when you feel the change of a thousand words i speak your name like i know you heard — i can feel you there i can hear you move, it moves me too.
i want to die in love.
this is the song i’ll sing to you when you're old and tired. i’ll sing it to remind you that im old beside you. and if youre tired of hearing my voice i’m gonna sing it to you anyway. cause i know that if we made it this far, those differences i’d put away
moving and shaking every persuasion keeping us out there, caught in the waves. isn’t it all just part of the nature? piece of the business, part of the view? physical labor, human behavior, it’s an illusion i’m passing through.
it's a dead end and money's tight. let's get on another flight, maybe set out to sea - kick it up and shake a fist at it. nothing gives easy, easy gives nothing. dawn is bound to break when the night is done, always darker days before brighter ones.
If I had a dollar for every time someone told me they "do #DevOps" and they do "#Scrum"... when what all they really do is meetings around a whiteboard... #techhumor#Dilbert
all the images and sounds, super imposing to old backgrounds. we used to be clumsy lost in a thousand ways, captivated by the craze. hold your hands down - my favourite days. suspicion rose in our head, it was only underneath the beds.
we were kind of heroes, wicked little machines. captains and cavalries forming empires in shade of the trees. without hesitation, kings of the forest town holding the ocean down. we're half this heavy and twice this loud.