You Want to Produce a Bigger Bang
Great liberties have been taken,
To prove to all you are the superior race!
And I wonder...
If much of what you expose is from insecurity?
Is that the greatness you reveal?
Your ability to destruct after a build up of conflict?
That Is not top secret information!
That has been your weapon of choice.
Whenever you felt your voice needed to be heard.
Since using your mind time after time,
Produces disasterous results!
And all of this nonsense,
Has its origin based upon size and color!
You want to produce a bigger bang!
And that is what your existence means to you.
Since everything else you do...
Gives you a feeling of being out of place!
But you do know how to grab the attention.
And gain the assistance you do...
For any and all tragedies implemented!
'That' without question...
You've got going on!
Go 'head witcho bad self, Yo!
And, Yo...
You all up in the toy stores too?
Give me a high five on that one!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Secret Wishes Kept
It is easy to critique...
Those efforts brought forth by another.
By disregarding the elements of sacrifice.
And taking moments to slice,
With diced comments...
That take swipes at someone's effort!
Many seek attention,
Hoping to slide on coattails to gain.
And rise to reveal an expertise.
By the use of framing their remarks...
With intellectualized refrains!
To prove to anyone,
They too have brians!
But frustrations expose,
From those who take the time in pursuit.
To rip apart what others get done...
With secret wishes kept,
They too would like to produce...
What they believe comes easy,
For others they don't see sweat yet do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Not Interrupt My Choice
I do have a choice,
And I make my own decisions.
Do NOT give me 'voice'.
When, in fact...
You're in a position to listen.
And...
If employed,
In a customer service position...
As a 'sales technician',
Like it or not...
Respect my choice.
Do not debate with me,
To stir up conflict...
With my decision.
When I'm given 'voice'...
And I know that voice to be,
Coming from one to indicate superior authority...
Over me!
As if what I decide for my life is not best.
Because I reveal I live on a budget...
And that is confessed how fixed it is.
Do NOT act as if,
I am not aware of it!
By treating me on the telephone,
Where I live is inferior.
And my mind is in a non-thinking zone!
I do have a choice,
And I make my own decisions.
Do NOT give me 'voice'.
When, in fact...
You are in a position to listen.
And...
Do not give me dial tone either.
Because my decision affects your commission.
I am not responsible for your economic condition.
Especially if I can barely satisfy my own!
Do not interrupt my choice,
By disconnecting your voice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Knowledge Of The Prophesies
For some days now I’ve found it impossible
to stop strange voice in my head.
It’s been telling me about the future of this planet
and to listen carefully to what is said.
It asks me questions to which I know nothing
and of course I can’t reply,
not just because I don’t know the answers,
but people are always close by.
I don’t want to give the impression
that I’m losing my mind and senses.
I have to think about my position in life
and consider all the consequences.
I need time alone to think and evaluate
whether I am really hearing a voice,
and if I am, what does this really mean,
and is it giving me any kind of choice.
The voice is giving me no peace of mind,
it's talking all the time.
From the moment I wake up in the morning
until way past the midnight chime.
It asks awkward questions about my thinking,
and questions about my belief.
It also questions all my answers and replies,
which brings no rest or relief.
It said I must listen carefully to the Knowledge,
it's accurate, reliable, and true,
and I should not speak of its origin
it must remain a secret my whole life through.
I can tell those that ask that I've seen it in the stars,
which I study and chart everyday,
The planet's positions, and rotations at particular times
clearly show what's coming our way.
I’m definitely questioning my sanity
my head is spinning in confusion?
How can I believe such nonsensical notions,
am I facing a psychological illusion?
Many people have reported to have heard voices,
which eventually became the death of them.
I think a doctor's consultation is my best option,
they may have a solution to the problem.
Full of doubt and feeling foolish I asked the voice
to prove something it had said,
and it said that tomorrow a fire in South America
would leave many people dead.
On the news next day I was shocked to learn
that the event happened as prophesied,
so I asked the voice to explain how it knew
and it agreed to give it a try.
It said that in the human brain there was a receptor
that was very rarely used,
and one day everyone will benefit from the use of it;
but still I remained confused?
“But why do I need to know the future, ' I said,
'and what use is it to me? ”
“It proves that the future is already set out,
and what will be, will be.
With this ability you could plan your life
to be and do whatever you please.
Just as long as you use it for the good of all,
it is one of life's most important keys.'
“But if people saw me talking to myself
they would soon certify me insane.”
“So place your questions and responses
through thoughts to and from your brain.
Please don’t use the available information
for greed or causing devastation,
because those that abuse the Knowledge
will suffer self annihilation.
You will not be the first human to experience
this kind of brain evolution.
There have been others who have died
using it for wealth and persecution.
Because I don't have the power to censure,
your conscience will tell you what to say and do.
So please, once again don’t abuse your ability
that I've made available to you,
“If I do take heed to what you have been saying,
and do become able to foresee what will be,
I’ll write a book of all my prophesies
that will benefit future history.
And if the people take notice of my words
and plan their lives around what I say,
the name of Nostradamus
will live on forever and a day.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Affirmative Action
I am not upset,
Because they seem to apply quotas...
To my existence.
But the monthly statistics,
And the cameramen in the backyard...
Filming my every move,
Can be overwhelming.
It's not that I am against affirmative action.
It is the way it is done,
That has me believing I 'am' different than everyone.
And watched too closely!
On a daily basis.
And used to remind them of their superiority.
They claim they don't know enough about me.
I guess they are referring to my skin color.
And how that affords me all of the attention I get!
As if that has anything to do with me being so loved?
Envy has a way of producing conflict.
One thing is for sure...
I am not rolling my eyes at the people on beach,
Who already have my skin color.
Nor am I trying to get darker...
To look good or more healthy!
They've been trying to re-create that,
In their laboratories.
Sick are those demented,
Who weave these insecurities...
Sick are those who expose their wickedness,
And sit back to enjoy those of color bleed!
And sick becomes a greatness believed...
That sinks in obscurity!
Left crazed to defend...
An offensiveness felt,
That angers one of a different colored skin!
Or lack thereof.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Had Once Been Delivered to Others As Given
If given a voice attention to listen...
Ears open with silent lips,
May hear with an understanding...
That which has eclipsed,
Comprehension quickly dismissed.
If a choice to delay information,
That comes.
The message to be delivered,
May not produce the right outcome...
For some expecting more.
And a continued conflict sits within those minds.
Sitting with a grasping restlessness,
To express time after time...
They have found themselves outdone.
Wishing empathy to be shown by 'anyone'.
Although not introspective in self inspection moods.
To perceive what has been received,
Had once been delivered to others as given!
With much thoughtlessness...
Dumped upon them to leave,
To brood in solitude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coming For Them To An End
No one can protect themselves,
Or what it is they do to others...
With the assistance of ignorance.
Nor can those who are rich,
Continue to hoard the World's resources...
By declaring the existence of shortages.
The time for those unseen who rule,
Is coming for them to an end...
Today to expose them.
And those who refuse to acknowledge truth,
By a blocking it with attempts to see it stopped...
Have no more opportunities to get out of the way.
It is pointless for those to gather with others,
Of similar sensibilities...
To debate with a wasting of time,
A defending of a hold they have on their ignorance...
To prove they are out of their minds.
Few are seeking to define the obvious.
The time for those unseen who rule,
Is coming for them to an end...
Today to expose them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Burnout
Released on the cd-single for goodbye
Friday night and I crashed your party
Saturday night and I crashed your car
Sunday night when you threw me out
Couldnt believe I even got that far
Look out of your bedroom window
And tell me what you see
Whos that standing in the shadows
Oh baby you belong to me, yeah
Place your bets cause I got a good feeling
Hey over there, are you lookin my way
Electrified like a shock to the system
You walk right through my dna
If you could just walk for a mile in my shoes
If you dont use loose your mind you got no mind to lose
Bang bang gonna shoot you down
I got me a gun but I gotta get a better one
Sweetheart.....buzzing like a fly
Lock you, like a thief..... (? ? ) lullaby
High hopes are sinking like a stone
I swallow my pride but Im choking on a fishbone
Oh my, I gotta try, so step right up
Ill give you what you want
Its what you need
You know Im gonna give you what you want
And what you need, yeah
Head over heels and its making me nervous
Get on my knees and its making me worse
Theres no way out so I pay lip-service
If this thing is bigger than the both of us
If you could just walk for a mile in my shoes
If you dont use loose your mind you got no mind to lose
Bang bang gonna shoot you down
I got me a gun but I gotta get a better one
Sweetheart.....buzzing like a fly
Lock you, like a thief..... (? ? ) lullaby
High hopes are sinking like a stone
I swallow my pride but Im choking on a fishbone
Oh my, I gotta try, so step right up
Ill give you what you want
Its what you need
You know Im gonna give you what you want
And what you need, yeah
Bang bang gonna shoot you down
I got me a gun but I gotta get a better one
Oh my, I gotta try, so step right up
Ill give you what you want
Its what you need
You know Im gonna give you what you want
And what you need, yeah
You know Im gonna give you what you want
You know Im gonna give you what you want
You know Im gonna give you what you want
And what you need, yeah
song performed by by Def Leppard
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My own self
Do I have the strength to take on my own self?
Pertinently bothering and relevant question
Event thought it has no direct relation
One can not find answer or any equation
Yet there is an urge from within as an indication
How you assess yourself and put into action?
How much you have an ability to withstand criticism or reaction?
This will shape your destiny and give room for self assertion
It will give ideological build up and self conservation
You may not know exactly as what to do?
You have limitations to go through
Under such stage you are likely to face confusion
It may not allow you to settle down in compulsion
One should assert and reassert
By living on plane land you must think of desert
To act on dissimilar ground and survive
Explore all possible ways to revive
You must have friction of second ability to take decision
It must come as surest weapon with precision
You are gifted with third sense to share the blame
And at the same time very proudly to claim
Love to live with whatever means you have
Act as per conscience and normally behave
This will give boost your prestige
You will be considered able and wise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mr. Self Destruct
i am the voice inside your head and i control you
i am the lover in your bed and i control you
i am the sex that you provide and i control you
i am the hate you try to hide and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i speak religion's message clear and i control you
i am denial guilt and fear and i control you
i am the prayers of the naive and i control you
i am the lie that you believe and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i am the needle in your vein and i control you
i am the high you can't sustain and i control you
i am the pusher i'm a whore and i control you
i am the need you have for more and i control you
i am the bullet in the gun and i control you
i am the truth from which you run and i control you
i am the silencing machine and i control you
i am the end of all your dreams and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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I thought men were superior to a women
I thought
Men were superior
To women
To prove it
I repeatedly decide
To ask you to do
Whatever I say
To believe and behave
The way I do
Every time when I face you
My manhood and ego
Melts like an ice lump
Melts in the hot sun
I am on my knees
Seeking your attention
My superiority vanishes
In thin air
I become
A meek pet animal
Enamored by your beauty
I look like a defeated
Enemy
My heart tells my mind
Man can never be
Superior to a woman
True man
Love and respect women
Treat them decently
Never think of superiority
Always keep in mind
Existence of man is
Because of a woman
One and the only
The dear mother
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Name Of The Game/eagle
Ive seen you twice, in a short time
Only a week since we started
It seems to me, for every time
Im getting more open-hearted
I was an impossible case
No-one ever could reach me
But I think I can see in your face
Theres a lot you can teach me
So I wanna know..
Whats the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
Whats the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What Im trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..
The name of the game
I have no friends, no-one to see
And I am never invited
Now I am here, talking to you
No wonder I get excited
Your smile, and the sound of your voice
And the way you see through me
Got a feeling, you give me no choice
But it means a lot to me
So I wanna know..
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Does it mean anything to you? (got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
Im a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What Im trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..
Oh yes I wanna know..
The name of the game (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (but I think I can see in your face)
(that it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do? (got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)
Whats the name of the game? (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (but I think I can see in your face)
(that it means a lot)
(fade)
/
They came flying from far away, now Im under their spell
I love hearing the stories that they tell
Theyve seen places beyond my land and theyve found new horizons
They speak strangely but I understand
And I dream Im an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
As all good friends we talk all night, and we fly wing to wing
I have questions and they know everything
Theres no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
Am I dreaming or is it all real?
Is it true Im an eagle?
Is it true I can spread my wings?
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
And I dream Im an eagle
And I dream I can spread my wings
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
Flying high, high, Im a bird in the sky
(Im an eagle)
Im an eagle that rides on the breeze
High, high, what a feeling to fly
(what a feeling)
Over mountains and forests and seas
And to go anywhere that I please
song performed by by ABBA
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Sonnet: On Greatness
Greatness is not a thing, much like an art;
Some man turns great if on it he stumbles;
His greatness ceases, if he thinks, he's great;
Great is he truly who tho' great, humbles.
Greatness is not true greatness, self-proclaimed;
Greatness is not what world showers on us;
Greatness is neither got by being claimed.
Greatness is not achieved by making fuss.
Greatness could come if world decides to give;
Greatness will stay if God blesses our work;
Such greatness, God-destined comes while men live;
Greatness can grow even without much luck.
Greatness doesn't come to everyone on earth;
Some men are made great; some are great by birth.
poem by John Celes
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Never Knew How Much
By gregg allman
(c) 1980, 1981, 1994 arista records, inc.
Transcribed by sam carle
Time and time again i've felt these wall's of plaster,
Closing in,
And more than once i've felt that lonely lonely feeling,
Wondering why and where i've been,
Just about the time, i think i can't hold on,
You're always there to keep me hanging on and i say,
I never knew how much a man needed a woman
(no i never)
I never knew how much a boy needed a girl
(needed a girl)
I never knew how much i needed you
Day after day i join the rat race,
Tryin' to make the most of it,
I keep on falling down down the ladder,
Still trying to stay on top of it,
Just when i was sure,
Nothing could get no better,
Oh i realize,
I still love you more than ever,
(chorus)
Today i watch the sun set on the freeway,
Strangled on the poison air,
But miles beyond, on the other end,
I know, you'll always be waiting there,
Girl you treat me,
With your kindest hand,
And in my heart, in my mind,
And i'm so glad
(chorus)
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Bang Bang Bang
What you go and do
You go and give the boy a gun
Now there aint place to run to
Aint no place to run to
When he hold it in his hand
He feel mighty he feel strong
Now there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
One day he may come back
Repay us for what weve done
Then where you gonna run to
Where you gonna run
But one fine day
All our problems will be solved
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him down
Give him drugs and give him candy
Anything to make him think hes happy
And he wont ever come for us
He wont ever come
But if he does
And if theres no one else around
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him down
If he preys only on his neighbors
Brothers sisters and friends
Well consider it a favor
Well consider justice done
But if he comes for you or me
And we can place a gun in his hand
Bang bang bang
Well shoot him dead
What you go and do
You go and give the boy a gun
Now there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
Now well all be at his mercy
If he decides to hunt us down
Cause there aint no place to run to
Aint no place to run
If he wants the chances that you took from him
And nothing that you own
Then therell be no place to run to
Therell be no place to run
And if he finds himself to be
A reflection of us all
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot us down
Before you can raise your eyes to read
The writing on the wall
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot you down
Before you can bridge the gulf between
And embrace him in your arms
Bang bang bang
Hell shoot you down
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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To remain close
It is not essential for person to remain closer
This has remained puzzle and direct poser
You may not know a person even if with proximity
It will be your great wisdom and sheer ability
What you try to know of a person?
It will be linked to various reasons
If you have love and affection
You will be very watchful in your action
You have definite angle in mind
You may not try for any other angle to find
You have little anxiety about person’s character
You have fixed all your attention on one factor
I was such person who has not claimed closeness
Yet find his company so enterprising with firmness
He is there at any time with you to take side
There is apparently no link to enlarge or wide
It may give immense love and protection
If you are always ready for action
This will prove you self to be good friend
But will not close the link with abrupt end
This is what generally happens in sweet relation
When more than two people have same indication
It is difficult to go close and maintain liaison
Even though you have right and every reason
If you can watch it from distance
You must show courage and presence
It will prove at right time and place
As you have withdrawn from active race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Weapon Of Choice
Dont be shocked by the tone of my voice
Just got my new weapon, the weapon of choice
Dont be shocked by the tone of my voice
Just got my new weapon, the weapon of choice
Listen to the sound of my voice
I can chicken al loud, its the weapon of choice
Dont be shocked by the tone of my voice
Its the new weapon, the weapon of choice
2x chorus:
You can go with this,
Or you can go with that,
You can go with this,
Or you can go with that,
You can go with this,
Or you can go with that,
Or you can throw with (us)-(only the 1st time)
Walk without rythm,
It wont attrack the worm
Walk without rythm,
And it wont attrack the worm
Walk without rythm,
And it wont attrack the worm
If you walk without rythm,
Ah, you never learn
Dont be shocked by the tone of my voice
Just got my new weapon, weapon of choice
Dont be shocked by the tone of my voice
Just got my new weapon, weapon of choice
Be carefull, we dont know them
Be carefull, we dont know them
Be carefull, we dont know them
2x chorus
Oh, mary we wont do the ? ? ?
Too big love to the angels of lie
Yeah, and my girl
She just dont understand
Is gone beyond being a man
? ? ?
? ? ?
But Im going to hold my cool,
Because of easy rules
Yeah, so move on baby, yeah
Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah
Halfway between the gutter and the stars, yeah
2x chorus
song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Self Destruction, Part Two
I am the voice inside your head and I control you
I am the lover in your bed and I control you
I am the sex that you provide and I control you
I am the hate you try to hide and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I speak religions message clear and I control you
I am denial guilt and fear and I control you
I am the prayers of the naive and I control you
I am the lie that you believe and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I am the needle in your vein and I control you
I am the high you cant sustain and I control you
I am the pusher Im a whore and I control you
I am the need you have for more and I control you
I am the bullet in the gun and I control you
I am the truth from which you run and I control you
I am the silencing machine and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
Remixed by:j.g. thirlwell at the room of doom
Engineered by: rob sutton and jim janik
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Self Destruction, Final
I am the voice inside your head and I control you
I am the lover in your bed and I control you
I am the sex that you provide and I control you
I am the hate you try to hide and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I speak religions message clear and I control you
I am denial guilt and fear and I control you
I am the prayers of the naive and I control you
I am the lie that you believe and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I am the needle in your vein and I control you
I am the high you cant sustain and I control you
I am the pusher Im a whore and I control you
I am the need you have for more and I control you
I am the bullet in the gun and I control you
I am the truth from which you run and I control you
I am the silencing machine and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
Remixed by: j.g. thirlwell at the room of doom engineered by: rob sutton and jim janik.
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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We All Could Use A Big Pinch
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
We all,
Have been 'there' in emotional need.
But choosing to be alone...
With those needs going unknown.
We all wish to be fed,
That which is in our hearts.
But expressed with hot heads.
We all want sometimes,
To be on someone else's mind.
Caring less...
They have their own desires to address.
And when that from them is confessed...
We then expose our centered selfishness.
Oh yes!
We all,
Have been accusative...
About 'something' perceive.
And...
We all,
Have been upset...
Over 'something' incorrect said,
But to others believed.
To leave...
Some with no choice but to voice,
Obscenities heard screaming...
To get that attention publicly!
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a big pinch,
Of more common sense.
We all could use a...
OUCH!
Why did you do that?
~I thought that was a request.
For a message you needed help to get!
We 'all' could use a big pinch,
Of more commone sense.
With a feeling that is believed...
To leave no one unconvinced! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Programming today is a race between software engineers stirring to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the universe is winning.