Waiting for Visual Studio
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
Leng Vang wrote:
It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade
I thought this was going to be a joke[*], and was waiting for you to come full circle and mention something about a broken VS upgrade. Still waiting for the punch line however. [*] Like that Dear Abby one about the guy who found out his girlfriend was cheating on him, so he went back to his car to drive away, but it refused to start...then the answer turned all car-guy mode, checking the battery cables, the ignition, the starter...
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
What if C-A-T really spelled "dog"?
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
Leng Vang wrote:
couple of crap-apple trees
Is that something like a crab apple[^], but worse? Or are they just not very good trees? :laugh:
"These people looked deep within my soul and assigned me a number based on the order in which I joined." - Homer
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
Leng Vang wrote:
As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all.
Not everybody does this. Some know their purpose. :)
"One man's wage rise is another man's price increase." - Harold Wilson
"Fireproof doesn't mean the fire will never come. It means when the fire comes that you will be able to withstand it." - Michael Simmons
"You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him." - James D. Miles
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Leng Vang wrote:
As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all.
Not everybody does this. Some know their purpose. :)
"One man's wage rise is another man's price increase." - Harold Wilson
"Fireproof doesn't mean the fire will never come. It means when the fire comes that you will be able to withstand it." - Michael Simmons
"You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him." - James D. Miles
David Crow wrote:
. Some know their purpose. :)
... and some know that they have no purpose. :D
Ad astra - both ways!
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Leng Vang wrote:
As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all.
Not everybody does this. Some know their purpose. :)
"One man's wage rise is another man's price increase." - Harold Wilson
"Fireproof doesn't mean the fire will never come. It means when the fire comes that you will be able to withstand it." - Michael Simmons
"You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him." - James D. Miles
No one has a purpose. Deal with it.
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No one has a purpose. Deal with it.
PIEBALDconsult wrote:
No one has a purpose. Deal with it.
I have a porpoise. Does that count?
Michael Martin Australia "I controlled my laughter and simple said "No,I am very busy,so I can't write any code for you". The moment they heard this all the smiling face turned into a sad looking face and one of them farted. So I had to leave the place as soon as possible." - Mr.Prakash One Fine Saturday. 24/04/2004
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PIEBALDconsult wrote:
No one has a purpose. Deal with it.
I have a porpoise. Does that count?
Michael Martin Australia "I controlled my laughter and simple said "No,I am very busy,so I can't write any code for you". The moment they heard this all the smiling face turned into a sad looking face and one of them farted. So I had to leave the place as soon as possible." - Mr.Prakash One Fine Saturday. 24/04/2004
You need two.
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No one has a purpose. Deal with it.
Dealing with purpose is purposeful.
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
It's an interesting question. You could take what I think could be the next stage. What is even this purpose thing? When and how did purpose and meaning became a thing? What is the purpose of having a purpose? What is the purpose of a rock? How does the rock go about it?
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
If the apples are crap, why don't you plant some better ones? :P
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If the apples are crap, why don't you plant some better ones? :P
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Leng Vang wrote:
As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all.
Not everybody does this. Some know their purpose. :)
"One man's wage rise is another man's price increase." - Harold Wilson
"Fireproof doesn't mean the fire will never come. It means when the fire comes that you will be able to withstand it." - Michael Simmons
"You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him." - James D. Miles
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It is 10:51 am. I'm waiting for Visual Studio to install an upgrade so I got up to look out the window. Below there are couple of crap-apple trees in full blossom. The little white flower petals and leaves are vibrating against the wind. As each wind gust push against the tree, it sheds more of the petals and they fall to the pavement like snowflakes blanketing the road below. As the wind blow on them, they create several small whirlwind and as the cars drove by causing them to spawn several more. I think to myself, everything works as they are without any consciousness acting on them because evolution programmed them that way long ago and evolution still programming them tirelessly, days after days, years after years and millennia after millennia . Nature is perfect in every way that we are trying to copy from, but it is not yet finished with what it is trying to do. But it is doing for the mere of just keep doing, no purpose, no reward, no glory and most of all no conscious and yet it does it so well. As I watched the cycle each year, it expenses so much energy to produce millions little petals only to shed them all off in only couple of days later. It is putting all this effort in the hope of just a chance of producing a single offspring. It will be all worth it for a chance to have its genetic carried over to the next generation. I wondered to myself as all life have the same purpose. As we go our through life walking zombie every day not realized what our purpose really is. Perhaps there is no purpose at all. Perhaps that is what the universe is all about; it is made from nothing and so it will ends with nothingness. And all things happen in between have no meaning, except that we live for the sake of living and we care for the current existence.
