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I having a recurring dream motif that I'm sure is far from rare. It usually begins in some kind of trivial social or isolated situation where I sense some sort of danger and sure enough, some vague something begins to chase me. Whether it be a sinister sock puppet that can wiggle its way out of my grip and through any obstacle, to a band of aboriginal tribesmen bent on skewering me, to a sweeping hooded figure gliding along a constant pace behind my molasses gait. A vast majority of the time I run in fear for a while, and upon realizing that I can escape I wake up. Other times I realize that the thing I am running from is my own fear, and I stop running to face the creature, only to find that once I do, it no longer exists. What remains is an entirely new and often deeply insightful "choose your own story" kind of adventure that leads to a kind of epiphany or moral lesson. I usually forget it when I wake up, but recognize at the time that it is a profound truth locked within my own subconscious that is being revealed to me. The forgetting is regrettable, but the lesson remains. Fear is only keeping me from everything I need to know. I'd argue the same goes for everyone else. Stop running, turn around, and find out what's really going on. |
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| Billy Eckstine |
It was my band. I organized the band and Dizzy was in the band. Dizzy was the first musical director with the band. Charlie Parker was in the band. But, no, no, that was my band. |
| Robert Anton Wilson |
All phenomena are real in some sense, unreal in some sense, meaningless in some sense, real and meaningless in some sense, unreal and meaningless in some sense, and real and unreal and meaningless in some sense. |
| Tony Abbott |
It's very easy for Australians living in big cities to either romanticise or demonise the situation in Aboriginal places - to kind of look at things through the 'noble innocents' prism or through the 'chronically dysfunctional' prism, and I suspect that is so often the case. |
| Henry Ford |
Enthusiasm is the yeast that makes your hopes shine to the stars. Enthusiasm is the sparkle in your eyes, the swing in your gait. The grip of your hand, the irresistible surge of will and energy to execute your ideas. |
| Lascelles Abercrombie |
But the development of human society does not go straight forward; and the epic process will therefore be a recurring process, the series a recurring series - though not in exact repetition. |
| Billy Gardell |
The quickest way to defuse fear or insecurity or anger is usually humor. I think comics figure that out quickly, and, once you figure it out, you think, 'Hey, if I can do this and get paid, that would be kind of cool.' |
| Britt Daniel |
Usually I write the songs at home and then I bring them in to the band; when we play them as a band, that's kinda how we figure out the feel of how they're going to be presented on the record or live. |
| George Jean Nathan |
Politics is the diversion of trivial men who, when they succeed at it, become important in the eyes of more trivial men. |
| Lawrence Eagleburger |
My own view of this, by the way, is, if the war on terrorism is successful over time, in its own way it's going to box Saddam in in a way that's going to make it much more difficult for him to maintain his power, and that he's going to become increasingly isolated. I think that's going to take time. |
| Katie Featherston |
I have plenty of dream roles because there is so much I want to do, but my dream year would be to be in a single-camera comedy and then, on my hiatus, film a little low-budget indie drama. That would be a dream 12-month period. A dream role depends on having good material and working with people that I can learn from. |
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I had one dream where I was on a beach or a field or maybe it was both but I was flying around on some kind of gliding machine that caught a strong breeze. It didn't have a motor or anything so it hit the ground eventually and there were some people there and they invited us to go see their cabin and then the one guy turned out to just be completely crazy. Like you could not predict anything he was about to do. He might try to bake you a cake one second and kill you the next. It was disturbing and we tried to get away as fast as we could and he said he would follow us and come see us later. There was a woman there with him who was trying to tell him to stop doing things all the time but it was so mind-shatteringly unpredictable. Then I had some other dream that I was dressed as a doctor and trying to avoid this person that wanted to ask me out.
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I keep waking up at exactly 8am with no alarm... which is kind of cool because then I sort of have a schedule but is kind of lame because I don't always go to bed at the same time...
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I had a dream I was just running, like -- everywhere. Through peoples houses. One person thought I was a thief and called the cops but I was running through their garages and backyards and through this neighborhood. This one person's house was on fire and I just ran through it. I never stopped running. I was chasing cars. I kept speeding up and slowing down too. I couldn't keep a constant pace.
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Your dreams seem to have kind of a recurring snake presence thing happening, huh?
Freud would have things to say, man.
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I had a dream that I was a zombie and I had a wound on the back of my head and if I was moving a certain way, a flap of skin on the back of my head would fall down (but still attached) and expose my brain. I was in some kind of public building that seemed like an airport in some parts and a library in others. I wandered down a long corridor with nothing but blank white walls into a carpeted bathroom with a lot of windows. I just wanted to see what my head looked like. There were many locked doors and I found a sign that said "the unholy are not welcome". I had a vague sense that people I knew were in the building but I was panicking and tried to leave. Two people started following me and I somehow knew that they were hunting zombies. I knew they must of seen the wound on my head and knew what happened. I had no idea how I had died but I didn't want to die again so I started running.
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Dream time! This time around I was in a simulation and trying to tell everyone else that it was a simulation. Unfortunately, they weren't real and also this made the simulation angry and try to stop me. Later it turned out that the simulation was actually in my mind and then it sort of turned into a lucid simulation where I could do anything. It was sort of like The Matrix. What a movie - wish they had made a sequel.
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I had a dream that instead of Donald Trump being elected, it was a group of clowns. They all looked really spooky and different and they were evil and had some sinister plan.
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In our conversations, don Juan consistently used or referred to the phrase "man of knowledge", but never explained what he meant
by it. I asked him about it.
"A man of knowledge is one who has followed truthÂfully the hardships of learning," he said. "A man who has, without rushing or
without faltering, gone as far as he can in unraveling the secrets of power and knowledge."
"Can anyone be a man of knowledge?"
"No, not anyone."
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Last night I dreamt that I was in a bad situation. I can't remember what the situation was but the only solution was to take shots of Bailey's. My question to you, thinklynx, is what was the situation?
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Cramming Software With Thousands of Fake Bugs Could Make It More Secure, Researchers Say
It sounds like a joke, but the idea actually makes sense: More bugs, not less, could theoretically make a system safer. From a report:
Carefully scatter non-exploitable decoy bugs in software, and attackers will waste time and resources on trying to exploit them. The hope is that attackers will get bored, overwhelmed, or run out of time and patience before finding an actual vulnerability. Computer science researchers at NYU suggested this strategy in a study published August 2, and call these fake-vulnerabilities "chaff bugs." Brendan Dolan-Gavitt, assistant professor at NYU Tandon and one of the rese...
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