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Running into walls…

Saturday, November 22nd, 2008

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee for every byte of data you entail,
My soul in recursion over thee without an end,
As deep as the Internets can reach, as high as airwaves go,
At the lowest level of each bit you are recorded in,
At height of every memory burnt in the brain.
I love thee freely, as Linux is free to use and build upon,
I love thee purely, as assembler running on the naked core,
I love thee with passionate heat of GPU running full power,
I love thee with love I never could kill, not even with -9,
With sadness and joy and laughter - the whole of my life,
even beyond the final powerdown I shall love thee.

…

It’s a perfectly good geeky love poem. Feel free to use it on your geeky loved ones. Didn’t do me any good. Shouldn’t be surprised, throwing words at walls seldom does. That should be finished now tho. I might still do that… but the wall should not be talking back. Talking to walls is fine as long as they don’t talk back. When they talk back… Well. Insanity ahoy!

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A silly love poem…

Tuesday, April 1st, 2008

When I say “I love you…”
You may wonder what it means.
It means I want to…
…risk it all for you,
…hold your hand when you worry,
…share your pain when you suffer,
…hold you tight when you fall apart,
…share your joy at discovery and success.
I want to be with you.
I want you as you are,
I want to know you to the core.
I still hope that never is tomorrow,
I still hope you will call…
Even if just to say,
“Goodbye, you silly gal!”

I went to this place, a beautiful place by Võrtsjärv yesterday for sunset. I wish I could have taken that special person with me, he would have liked it… It was peaceful. And yet somehow sad all alone. I took some pictures too…

Lonely sunset

P.S Theres an upside to all this moping… I have buried myself into my work and a lot of things that have been on hold are now done. If there was a particularly cruel god ruling over this universe I’d suspect he made February happen just to help me with my work

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A poem for a wall.

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

Going so totally mad that you end up feeling quite sane and serene is a strange process… Happened to me today, at the hour of the wolf. Something ends when I fall asleep tonight. I’d love to hope hope something better also starts… but… That is not my choice to make.

****

Need is the word.
Need to know you are there.
Rain of the night washed sadness away.
My need for you still lingers.
You sitting next to me feels right.
And for now that cannot be,
for your own sake.
Destiny, bound to each other,
as a punishment perhaps…
We stand at the beginning again.
Life is a wheel, ring ends the cycle.
I could not take your wall.
I rember how it hurt,
when you blew my walls,
I see yours cracking,
I have to stop.
I am mad already, always was…
You need not be this way.
I must stay away and you stay strong.
Still, if your walls fall,
If you break, come to me,
I will be your wall.
I will try to make you whole.
I will never forget.
I will always love.
You.
I will always be there.
At the end of the line.

Until you need me, bye

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