York, Great Britain
Web technologist and free software developer
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"The Middle Ages is an unfortunate term. It was not invented until the age was long past. The..."
October 31 2009
“The Middle Ages is an unfortunate term. It was not invented until the age was long past. The dwellers in the Middle Ages would not have recognized it. They did not know that they were living in the middle; they thought, quite rightly, that they were time’s latest achievement” -… read moreOctober 31 2009
“Your love is rain, my heart the flower. I need your love or I will die. My very life is your power. Will I wither and fade, or bloom to the sky? The rain can fall on distant deserts. The rain can fall upon the sea. The rain can fall… read more"Lying’s a vital part of your phycological defence system. You’re naked without it. If..."
October 31 2009
““Lying’s a vital part of your phycological defence system. You’re naked without it. If you can’t lie, then you can’t conceal your true intentions from other people. Sometimes that’s essential! I mean, like, take Nelson, when he put the telescope up to his blind eye and said ‘I see no… read moreOctober 28 2009
The Urantia Book: Teh Morb linked to this Wikipedia article today, and I found the whole thing rather fascinating. Transcribed by a group of sceptics, over two decades, and from the unexplained trance-like state of an apathetic man in his sleep, the book purports to explain God, Jesus, and man’s… read moreThe Eclectic Encyclopedia of English
October 27 2009
The Eclectic Encyclopedia of English: My new approach to language can be called joyous bewilderment. Rather than fretting about oddities, trends, and variations, I delight in them. The variation and change is exactly what makes language so interesting. I’m a work in progress, but gradually I’m learning to see quirks… read moreOctober 27 2009
How To Write Badly Well: Jake opened his eyes and heard the rain battering against the outside of the glass window. Well, he thought grimly, it’s raining outside, and it’s certainly raining in my soul, which is about as inside as you can get. It had only been seventeen days since… read more
