City of light

And I’m walking in the city of light
And I’m wondering who is so bright
There better be an eagle in my sight
And I don’t know care, and I don’t know where

I was talking to my buddy of light
It was an angel I can tell you in hindsight
It took me days before the real landslide
Collapsed my meaning of the matter but was oh so right

Tell me do you think you have free will
Or is it destiny, your only heavenly pill
Be a whale in the ocean, choice is chill
But be honest with your life when it is run-of-the-mill

And I’m walking in the city of light
And I’m wondering who is so bright
There better be an eagle in my sight
And I don’t know care, and I don’t know where

Are you free to choose your actions when
A two thousand pound bull charges from his den
To your next of kin with an axe to pin
That sucker on the strand committing a sin

Or when you know the consequence
Tough by culture, religion, friends or parents
Cause and effect then get intertwined
De facto meaning you have no say, do you mind?

And I’m walking in the city of light
And I’m wondering who is so bright
There better be an eagle in my sight
And I don’t know care, and I don’t know where

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Permanently mount SMB share in OSX

This is the how-to to permanently mount an SMB share in OSX. Permanently, like surviving a reboot. I have searched months for this! I won’t rehash the fact that this is just plain vanilla annoying and that there should be a checkbox “always have this sucker mounted” present in the OSX user interface. Duh!

These are the combined steps I have taken so far. Emptor caveat: I have not yet rebooted :)
[Update: I have rebooted, and this still works!]

>sudo vi /etc/auto_master
# add "/- auto_smb -nosuid"
>sudo vi /etc/auto_smb
# add "/Users/username/mountPoint -fstype=smbfs,soft ://user:password@serverIP/share"
>sudo chmod 600 /etc/auto_smb
>sudo automount -vc
>sudo umount /Users/username/mountPoint
>cd /Users/usersname/mountPoint

So far, finally:

Routing down

Coming round the corner
I was cutting the edge
I was blinded by the light
I had it coming in hindsight

Flying through the air
I realize I ain’t no saint
I can see all my actions leading here
Tell me what I have gained

For starters I can see
A portion asphalt in my face
Had that been my only worry
I had not felt this disgraced

Landing hard on the street
Actually improves my mood
I’m repenting in my sorrow
And it’s starting to feel good

And I know what brought me here
Repeating that fills me with fear

It’s aggression, it’s in fashion
It seems I have aroused it
It’s aggression, it’s a passion
Tell me who am I without it

I can see it all around me
Many men are mad
So yes, loving is a nice word
But we like fighting instead

Don’t you dare to cross me
Or annoy me just a bit
If I don’t like what you’re saying
I will gladly throw a fit

One thing I can say for sure
Is that I am well versed
In repressing all my feelings
Hang on wait until I burst

Health I know is fragile
So I take good care of me
And I show that honesty
Each time I let my anger be

And I know what brought me here
Repeating that fills me with fear

It’s aggression, it’s in fashion
It seems I have aroused it
It’s aggression, it’s a passion
Tell me who am I without it

Who says it is human
Having all these great emotions
When we are so ill equipped
To exercise control and sense

Last thing i will say about this
For i go to hell
I will try to keep it outward
So inside it will not swell

Who am I, who am I
Who am I without…

Who am I

All perfection

When I was a little boy I used to call people names
So many times
I got really good at hurting people using my words
I made them rhyme
Now that I have grown up I have wondered time and again
Am I a jerk?
Or is it my goal in life to say just what’s on my mind
Is that my perk?

What if I am meant to act this way?
What if at death I see that was okay?
How then can I judge now every action?
I can see now it is all perfection

I get really mad at people getting under my skin
I bite them back
Then I spit my venom at their faces hitting their core
Just watch them knack
Feeling down depressed and lonely I retreat in myself
Is that it worth
If I sweep my own legs trying to be firm on my feet
Man, just skip birth

But now I think it’s not about me
Cause now I feel some transparency

And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day
And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day

What if I am meant to act this way
What if at death I see that was okay
How then can I judge now every action
I can see now it is all perfection

So many times
I made them rhyme
Is that it worth
I just gave birth

And now I think it’s not about me
Cause now I feel some transparency

And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day
And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day

Pinnacle of density

the pace of life just seems today
to me, so dense, not like an other day
full of life, you speed ahead
not even time for one regret
or time to regret what has been had
had one taken notice of said past
but it’s a blast
can you feel that you are sad
or can I, listening to myself
picking up old truths from the shelves
am I here, I AM near
I AM near where I AM here
I mustn’t veer
I’m nearing here
so much time to think this is queer
intense veneer of immensity
to have reached a pinnacle of density

Shock waves

Late at night I stumbled to my room and on a hunch I used the
force to reach out to the universe aligning planetary
lines. And calling out I got response from what can only be des-
cribed as heaven or perfection. This dimension rises in vi-
bration. Shock waves trigger automation breaking down the forma-
tion of borders. I’ve no orders, turmoil rises, I’m in outer
space. Where is my face, where is my heart, why is my planet torn a-
part? I try to land, I bend the time to take it all in from the
start. I settle down and feel the force of this amazing dream land-
scape. And being witness of the greatness when something is of pure
light. I make a move but not the next, I don’t know why but this feels
right. I travel back. I land on earth and in hind sight I rea-
lize that I am none or I am one and one with order equa-
lized so many paths. The only way is by intelligent de-
sign. We all take part, we are all one. And one just wonders what comes
next.

Why did it take
so long to see
the planet of the sun
is smiling at me.

Where do we go
now that I see
intellegent design
is smiling at me.

What is the need
now that I see
I AM here as one
is smiling at me.

This is the way
I AM humbled to see
opened heart and all
is smiling at me.

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Rage with the machine

To be able to rage against the machine, you need the machine. With your rage you actively inject the machine with your energy, ensuring its survival, helping its existence. On the plane of the machine, any direction of any type of energy nurtures the machine, enforcing its roots.

To really implement “rage against the machine” at the root level of that intention, in full relaxation and realization, take a route energetically dimensionally perpendicular to the plane of the machine, immediately solving your issue with it, and letting it to be developed on its own path without your energy adding to it.

I do hope I listen to myself.

PayPal IPN requests and mod_security

I just spend some part of a week trying to successfully receive PayPal IPN requests. Sent out from the IPN simulator. I got stuck when it (the simulator) kept saying it couldn’t deliver the IPN request: Bad Request. Indeed… bad request!

Hunting down the differences between two servers — the second one receiving the IPN requests just beautifully — I came upon the module “HttpRequest”. I can safely say that had nothing to do with it. But it did let me trigger another thought: this server uses mod_security — good for generating a ton of error messages in the log file, and, apparently, blocking IPN requests.

So I don’t know why I didn’t check it sooner, but when I tailed the apache error logfile for the site, and triggered an IPN request from the simulator, there it was: the request was Access denied! Read more ›

Forceless vulcano

Out of a thousand year old man
Erupts like a volcano dedication, and a plan
The blossoms of a heartshaped vile
Float on by to escape the nation, like they can

Forcefields wither, leaping strong
Tension building from realization, amidst the sun
Mollifying what just appears
Like an ape in disguise from the tree on the run

Volcanoes are strong, erupting the snake skin
Forging the new without being forged
Thanking the old shackles, taking it all in
Existing as one without being forced

Everywhere

No need looking up
In all directions there is God

No need looking down
In all directions there is Love

No need looking away
In all directions there is You