Desire Is Rapture, Not Exchange. A short piece about the inadequacies of language and the merits of our other faculties for communication. M Coetzee quote and someone special to me. From somewhere deep within, comes a fountain of things to say. The Manifesto of a Fuck Up. Written for my 30th birthday. A piece that attempts to compel people to be influencers, rather than social media whores. A Letter, Two Years Late.

À propos de me myself and I. Allez voir et dites moi.

And that works just fine for me. I will try to reflect upon on my work and try to make it better. Think out of the box. 4I will trust my instincts more. 7 I will try to prevent overspending and save money for something I .

As many of you know, I have a disability that puts me in a lot of pain most of the time. I either have to use a wheelchair or use sticks to get around and sometimes it takes up to an hour to get out of bed. By the end of Sep.

The Everything Else In Me. Steadily orbiting around my sun Chasing shadows and reflections of my moon Meteors playing within my atmosphere Gravity keeping my children close Predictions of my next move dying without living Time being created to suite my systematic flow Stargazers admiring. Comfort, But No Cure.

House On Ghost Hill Road. Getting Rid of Common Core NY. I work outside my home, but I also work tirelessly to give my kids everything. Can I be jealous? .

Welcome to The Tinusaur Project. The tiny platform that gives you everything you need to start your first microcontroller project. Briefly, the Tinusaur is a minimal microcontroller. Hardware configuration based on Atmel AVR ATtiny. Family of microcontrollers and more specifically those with DIP-8 case such as ATtiny85. The goal of The Tinusaur Project. Donate to the Tinusaur Project.

Originally posted on Worldly Winds. This image was selected as a picture of the week on the Czech Wikipedia for th week, 2007. I am a contradiction! Damaged and fragile,. A smashed up china doll. Ever there, ever present,. With a core of steel. A stormy winters night,.

From my heart, to my words, to your ears. I first want to thank you! Yes you, reading this. I am so thankful for anyone who searches the site out, or just stumbles upon it. As a writer, it is therapeutic for me to just simply write my words, and get my feelings and emotions out. But my words stop there, if there is no one to read them. Not only touch them, but change them. I have to thank the Lord! You are mighty welcome.