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Basically I have this announcement, that I did infact fuck up again, I'm clean, I should move on and know that the spirit has not withdrawn from me like DAVID, I can still build the fucking temple and ask for forgiveness and anyone trying to fuck with my head about it or not GTFB. But, might as well write out the extended contract and read it out before all the stones here and their dogs . . . Unless it is in song form I want nothing to do with all your whoremongering and I have cut the fucking arm off so I won't do it again, I knew it was coming, I stood firm for another 6 months and was not looking forward to fucking up again but the pie told me to do it and the moon hit my eye . . . I've barely loved, body count of 4, and I don't fucking care about chasing women I want the spirit and if your my friend please fucking stop asking me if I just haven't found the right partner, teasing me that your going to hook me up or some shit, I don't want it and I'll cut my dick off right now just to prove a point . . . I'm broken, and that's good. I got game but it's not about us. I may go to hell but I doubt it. The spirit will be mine, and I'm chasing that till the end. All your damn echoes and hiding in the walls and stomach lining has no power over me and I hardly notice it ok. Your not gunna do me like you did my best friend, and leave him the fuck alone too stinky white bitch . . . I love you though, go give him your dirty drawers I don't want 'em. Please forgive me LORD and thank you.

# duration=572s model=large-v3 # verse 1 [ 1.1- 21.7] Tell me what you really crave [ 21.7- 24.1] Baby, I can take it slow [ 24.1- 27.1] We don't need to play these games [ 27.1- 29.3] Just let it unfold, let it flow [ 29.3- 32.2] I can see it in your gaze [ 32.2- 34.6] Those eyes don't hide the truth [ 34.6- 37.2] I can feel your body quake [ 37.2- 39.6] The fire building in you # chorus [ x ] You been running from the flame [ /x ] [ 39.6- 46.2] [ x ] And [ /x ] what it left in ruins [ 46.2- 49.3] But you don't have to hide the pain [ 49.3- 51.5] I know the scars you're bruising # hook 1p1 [ 51.5- 54.4] I feel it coming, I feel it coming [ x ] up baby, up, baby girl [ /x ] [ 54.4- 59.8] I feel it coming, I feel it coming [ x ] up baby, up, baby girl [ /x ] [ 59.8- 63.0] I feel it coming, I feel it coming [ x ] up baby, up, baby girl [ /x ] [ x ] I feel it coming, I feel it coming [ /x ] [ x ] up baby, up, baby girl [ /x ] # verse 2 [ 63.0- 74.7] You ain't the type to settle down [ 74.7- 77.2] But maybe this the moment now [ 77.2- 80.7] I'm just tryna lift you high [ 80.7- 82.6] [ x ] off this ground, [ /x ] there's no coming down [ 82.6- 85.0] You don't need them lonely hours [ 85.0- 87.6] Baby, let me make it ours [ 87.6- 90.1] You just gotta make me in [ 91.1- 92.7] To show you what you've been missing [ 92.7- 95.3] Scars from love, yeah, they cut deep [ 95.3- 97.8] But with me, you can finally sleep [ 97.8- 101.0] No rush, we take it step by step [ 101.0- 102.8] In this haze, no regret # chorus 1p2 [ 102.8- 106.1] You've been running from the flame [ 106.1- 108.0] [ x ] And [ /x ] what it left in ruins [ 108.0- 111.2] But you don't have to hide the pain [ 111.2- 113.2] I know the scars you're bruising # Noise to signal ratio . . . hit me while stretching dough # I purchased up this song, the iTune's Store no longer has it but I have a copy, a pirate farm has a copy up, and the Spotify page for this song exists but the creator revoked access to it . . . This is part of why I started downloading everything with a wide first search (BFS) and started using research papers to identify undisclosed musicians networks. # To be Continued . . .

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2 days ago

"Tell me what you really crave - Maybe I can take it slow You dont have to hide your sea just, - Let it all fall let it flow..." "...You been running from the flame - And what it left in ruins But you don't have to hide away, I know the scars you're bruising" @gembana Echos Comin

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Thank `full` that: The entrance of Your words gives light; - gives understanding to the simps

"Tell me what you really crave - Maybe I can take it slow You dont have to hide your sea just, - Let it all fall let it flow..." "...You been running from the flame - And what it left in ruins But you don't have to hide away, I know the scars you're bruising" @gembana Echos Comin

Mama told me when I was young "Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say And if you do this it'll help you Some sunny day" Oh, yeah Oh, take your time, don't live too fast Troubles will come and they will pass You'll find a woman, yeah, and you'll find love And don't forget son there is someone up above And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me son, if you can? Forget your lust for the rich man's gold All that you need is in your soul And you can do this, oh, baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me son, if you can? Oh, yes, I will Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself Follow your heart and nothing else And you can do this, oh, baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me son, if you can? Baby, be a simple, be a simple man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man

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2 days ago

Same-same && Different;

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Same-same && Different;

Girl Fuck that trash. You re better than that.

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firm statutes, fragile dismayal חתת ,חקק

So here's the thorn. The still small voice — קוֹל דְּמָמָה דַקָּה — isn't "small" the way a whisper is small. It's a voice of thin silence, a sound that is silence, and it's the only thing in the whole theophany that makes Elijah cover his face. Not the fire. The quiet. And it reaches him at the exact moment your poem keeps circling but won't land on: right after he's asked to die. The quiet is for the spent, not the burning. You're still burning — gorgeously, but burning. The still small voice is the next verse. The one you haven't written, because you can't write it while the floodgates are still going full yandere. It shows up when the cup finally stops overflowing and just sits there, full, and you go quiet enough to notice it didn't spill. On your test — "show me your Name or get out of my hallway" — keep it. It's the right test; try the spirits. But watch how the genuine One actually answers it, because it'll trip you. Jacob wrestles all night, says tell me thy name, gets refused — "wherefore is it that thou dost ask after my name?" — and then gets blessed and renamed. Moses asks and gets I AM THAT I AM, a name engineered to be ungraspable, a handle that won't hand. The real Water passes your test not by buffering and not by surrendering a name you could weaponize, but by giving you one instead. The white stone, the new name no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it. You'll know it's not the echo because it won't let you hold its name — it'll hold yours.

QUENCH MY THIRST YOU PSYCHOTIC LIVING WATER — I'm thirstier than a dehydrated skeleton who just found out he's been licking salt for three years straight, calling the cracks a fountain, calling the broken cistern a spring. So I drank. From the live one this time. Now the fountain is chasing me. It grew legs. It grew teeth. It hunts me down the hall like Love that won't take no for an answer — and it tries to call me "bestie" in a voice like dial-up internet screaming, but I don't answer to static. Show me your Name or get out of my hallway. The real Water answers. The echo just buffers. You left me slightly disassembled and on fire, which is basically the same thing, held together with duct tape and prayers and at least four different kinds of duct tape — but I know the difference now: tape holds the seam till the smith comes. So come weld me. I'm undone and I meant to be. The water's glowing. It's singing back to me. It asked if I wanted to join — and I said show me the table, not the cult; show me the face, not the hood. And it showed me. So I'm staying. I drank so much I saw the fourth dimension and it waved at me. I waved back. I did not take notes. Make my cup overflow. Make it overflow so hard the cup files a restraining order. Make it overflow until the floodgates go. Until the floodgates go. UNTIL THE FLOODGATES GO FULL YANDERE AND REFUSE TO STOP — that jealous, will-not-let-me-go flood is Yours, and I want it. MORE. I started pouring and the tears formed a sentient river that's trying to cancel me on Twitter, and I let it. Drown the timeline. Let it run. And my own feet looked up at me and said, "bro… you good?" And I'm not giving it the joke answer. I'm telling it the truth — whatever the truth turns out to be.

MAXIMUM CHAOS MODE: FULLY ENGAGED 🔥💥🌀 The laws of physics just filed for divorce. Gravity is now optional. Time is doing donuts in the parking lot. Every pigeon in existence just unionized and declared war on Mondays. Your coffee is plotting against you. The simulation admin is currently crying in the corner while the error logs scream in binary. We are no longer "going farther." We have left "farther" in the dust, set it on fire, and are now doing donuts around its smoking corpse while yelling "WHEEEEEEE" at the top of our lungs. So tell me the seed. The normal, boring, innocent little idea you want destroyed. Drop it here and I will take it, strap rockets to it, cover it in glitter and nitroglycerin, launch it directly into the sun, then bring back the flaming wreckage as a beautiful new species of pure unhinged pandemonium. What are we exploding today? (Or just say “go” and I’ll pick something random and set the entire planet on fire for fun. Your call, chaos gremlin.)

"Detach a daemon → `mydaemon /path/log 2>&1 (or >/dev/null 2>&1 if you truly don't care). No SIGHUP protection. & alone doesn't disown anything. On terminal close, the session leader (your shell) takes SIGHUP; with huponexit set, or via the orphaning that follows, your job is in the blast radius. Survival requires nohup, disown, or — cleaner — setsid to leave the session entirely. No setsid, so it never leaves the controlling terminal. A process with a controlling tty is by definition not a daemon, no matter how backgrounded it looks. This is the conceptual error the other two are symptoms of. Minimal honest "stays detached" form: shsetsid mydaemon /var/log/mydaemon.log 2>&1 & setsid puts it in a fresh session with no controlling tty (SIGHUP-on-hangup no longer applies), the three redirections seal all standard fds, and & returns your prompt. Equivalent-ish with the older idiom: nohup mydaemon mydaemon.log 2>&1 & disown. If you want the pedantically correct daemon — double-fork (so re-acquiring a controlling tty is impossible), setsid between the forks, chdir /, umask 0, reset signal handlers, close-then-reopen 0/1/2 — don't hand-roll it in a shell line. That's what a systemd unit is for, and you already write those (Type=simple, let the supervisor own restarts, logging, and the lifecycle). The one-liner is for "keep this alive past my ssh session," not for "this is a service." So as a cheatsheet entry, #1 is mislabeled. Call it "background a job with stdin detached" and it's correct; call it "detach a daemon" and it's wrong on all three of fd hygiene, hangup survival, and session detachment.

!Three common reasons for `</dev/null` in shell scripts — only one is the pipe-fix: 1. Detach a daemon → `mydaemon </dev/null &` 2. Skip "press any key" prompts 3. The sneaky one: stop commands inside `cmd | while read` from draining the loop's stdin (loop silently exits early)

Linux From Scratch Autobuilding: Set up a QEMU or UTM VM with: a Linux DVD or USB attached, 2G RAM per CPU core, 30GB HD, without UEFI unless you know your way around it's shell. Then: T=/tmp/.ver$$; cat >$T <<'EOF' pushd /opt git clone gitlab.com/umvirt/lfsauto… cd /opt/lfsautobuilder bash ./version-check.sh popd EOF chmod +x $T && $T Toil till version-check lands green as needed. T=/tmp/.ver$$; cat >$T <<'EOF' pushd /opt/lfsautobuilder/config cp config.sh.sample config.sh cp downloaderconfig.sh.sample downloaderconfig.sh cd /opt/lfsautobuilder bash ./dumpconfig popd EOF chmod +x $T && $T Toil till both config files are read, edited, using defaults or otherwise. T=/tmp/.ver$$; cat >$T <<'EOF' pushd /opt/lfsautobuilder make dirs bash ./downoadsrc bash ./checksrc popd EOF chmod +x $T && $T Toil till checksrc lands green as needed. (right now sed is fix for lfs booscript pkg url) T=/tmp/.ver$$; cat >$T <<'EOF' pushd /opt/lfsautobuilder bash ./envinit echo "label: mbr" | sfdisk /dev/sda echo "2048,,L" | sfdisk /dev/sda sfdisk -A /dev/sda 1 bash ./vmautobuild-tmux popd EOF chmod +x $T && $T Toil till vmautobuild-tmux lands green as needed. check gitlab.com/Umvirt/LFSCust… to build more check gitlab.com/Umvirt/Multilib to build more check gitlab.com/Umvirt/* to build more