/--[ Dreamer ]-----------------------------------------------------------------\
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---------------------------------------/| peering through the wispy wafts
| || * || of smoke stained glass
| || * || a curious wanderer sifts,
| * * || * || searching remnants of the past.
| || * * ||
| * * || * || and all the while our dreamer sits
| || * * || with cloth in hand,
| * * * || * || polishing the lenses of perception
|__________________||__________________|| to a sparkling shine.
|--------------------------------------|| he is an evergazing yes-sayer,
| * || * || a legend in his own mind.
| * \\//\/\\// || * ||
| | | || | * || his thoughts are filled with
| --(*)(*)-- || \|/ || stellar visions, white nights
| * | | || ---*--- || twinkling behind his starry eyes.
| \ -- / || /|\ * || luminous, brilliant facades
| * \______/ || | * || to keep hope alive,
| _| |_ * || * * || and a dash of dionysian yeast to
|______/ \_____||__________________|| help his spirits rise -- a welcome
----------------------------------------/ escape from a pondering quandary.
dreamer
won't listen to anyone
he does not see you
he's staring at the sun
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looking for Truth, nowhere to be found _________
he knocks on her door, but she's never around | _ _ |
and if this isn't enough to astound, | | || | |
he decides to be superficial -- | |_||_| |
out of the profound. | _ _ ()|
_/ | | || | |
[] _/ | |_||_| |
( )/ _/ |_________|
--\ /
/\/
_/
_/ his eyes are drenched, his fists are clenched
/ in scorn and defiance.
_/ beautiful deception rolls off of his cheeks
_/ like gloomy waterfalls cascading down creeks,
/ in a river of consciousness, that some call
/ Absurd nonsense -- a disease,
_/ but others an opportunity.
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he learns or he is taught, by his affection for thought,
he is wrought with an affinity for infinity,
but limited by his ability, intrinsically,
he whimsically wonders what is under -- neath it all,
buried beneath the maya.
___ __
/ _ \ / \ but to no avail, the veil, is too thick to cut,
/ / \ \/ /\ \ too difficult a task for one life or the next,
/ / \/ / | | he decides to enjoy the process of chopping,
\ \__/ / \__/ / sharpening the blades, the mental axes,
\____/ \____/ preparing for battle in the lexicon-quest
to find her, the One.
\ | | /
\ | | /
\\/|\/|\// dreamer
| \| |/ | won't listen to anyone
--(^)(^)-- he does not see you
| | he's staring at the sun
\ ---- /
[] \______/ []
\\__| |___//
\-- ---/
| |
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emotion in its rawest form, from its source,
not the mouth, but from the heart within,
and in feeling there is strength,
within strength there is meaning --
at least this is somewhat redeeming.
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\ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \//__// //
\_ \ \/ \ / / / / /__/
__ __ \_ \ \ \ / / /_/--//
/ \ / \ \_ \ \/ |/_/
/ \/ \ \_ \ _/
/ \ \_ _/
\ / | |
\_ _/ | __ |
\_ _/ | (__) |
\ / | |
\/ / \
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/ \
______________________________/ \___________________________________
this lumberjack for wisdom will always gnaw his teeth
and saw away at the tree of knowledge, tap into its spinal fluid,
rooted in metaphysics, quenching his thirst for golden words,
delighting his voracious palate with four courses of verbal ambrosia.
or is he just swallowing a bunch of piss and shit?
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03.11.2008 - [0027] Celebrity Worship at the SXSW Interactive Conference
01.17.2008 - [0026] People who take themselves too seriously
03.30.2007 - [0025] A summary of Mark Zuckerberg's speech at Startup School
03.07.2007 - [0023] Who needs white strips?
03.07.2007 - [0022] Tiresome conversations
03.06.2007 - [0021] Dreamer
03.02.2007 - [0020] No one ever responds to my personal ads
03.01.2007 - [0019] Stop software abuse
02.28.2007 - [0018] Steve's Debris
02.27.2007 - [0017] Programming Styles Compared
02.26.2007 - [0016] What Would Jay-Z Do?
02.24.2007 - [0015] My brain is a dumb terminal
02.21.2007 - [0014] What if Camus were a Computer Scientist?
02.21.2007 - [0013] Memorization vs. Understanding
02.20.2007 - [0012] An elegant proof of determinism
02.20.2007 - [0011] A tribute to geeks
02.20.2007 - [0010] Getting p0wned by your girlfriend
02.19.2007 - [0009] I don't understand social networking
02.19.2007 - [0008] Don't judge a book by its cover
02.19.2007 - [0007] The day I tried to learn Spring and Hibernate
02.18.2007 - [0006] Sometimes I hate web standards evangelists
02.18.2007 - [0005] Last year I quit my job to become an online poker player
02.18.2007 - [0004] Graffiti in the math building
02.17.2007 - [0003] Every geek's fantasy: Meeting a girl in a wi-fi cafe
02.17.2007 - [0002] What happens when you think in terms of computer programs
02.17.2007 - [0001] It's hard to answer questions honestly at work in your 20's
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