Through the other side

The weight of the inky blackness
Pushes down with such oppressive totality
It seems, no light, ever again...
The soul yard of failure, love’s carrion

I want you to hurt, I want you to drown in here with me
Yoked to this sadness, here in this place
You created for me, this preternatural hell
Lined with all my low self-worth and pallid dignity

I want you to hurt, I want to watch you devoured
All consumed and desperate
Weak and trying to trade your soul
For another Yesterday,

just like me...

Vale Humanity

Vale Humanity
One man dares to assert his right,
that draws it's steely gaze
I wanna know, I wanna hear
be heard, not punished by your ways

You can't even tell me, why it is you're even here
As a fist is raised defiantly to the concerned morning air
I am no different, not to you or all you see around
Yet the hatred in your eyes transcends the need for words it seems,
much less a need for sound

From across our freshly battle line, is a man sent to engage
here to do a job, from even, the soulless back away
He whispers to himself, just talk or maybe listen so that all of this can end
Another time, another place, brothers?
At least the best of friends.

The now frantic morning air
burns like fire across his skin
and in a moment that lasts a life time
He draws down upon the reckoning

What is that in his hand,
Cold steel warning, or the sun
There' a heavy heart sinking faster still,
Behind cross hairs, within the scope, atop the gun

I cannot read your mood,
so shall your vengeance come to pass?
but it seems you've made a choice,
that could well be your last

All the world hushed silent now
As our fate is chosen for us
By it's favorite little opiate
This chosen God, that will adore us.

And in this moment pure,
All doubt reduced to none.
A fleeting glimpse is offered up
Of choices made, moreover, wrong

And in this end; so wrongly named
One of us becomes the past.
The other, sadly, becomes something else,

So very much, much worse.

Exigent

I am exigent and I am free
I say the things I say
On re-contact because
Our time is short

I've been sent for a reason
This much I think you see
A savior in your time of...
Mediocrity...

I don't care if you think it's wrong
it's out of my control
Just know that I'm here now
and the rest is up to you

It's the way that I seem to fall
It's the way that it has to be
It's the only way I know
I am exigent and I am free

fell on black days

Mismanaged personal expectations find me in a very dark place today... The familiar rotting miasma of past failures serves to remind me that I'll forget again and be back here soon. I can't see the way out so I think I'll sit awhile and die a little bit more inside.

How did it come to this...

Free To Air TV - Death, Mayhem, Penury, DEATH DEATH DEATH, Scandel, Reality TV, mediocrity, bad news, canned laughter, death, Kitten stuck up tree, death... Financial ruin, Recycled Plot line - Viewer Successfully Dumbed down enough to control - Roll the Ads, Cha-Ching$$$$$ - Repeat

And that my friends is how Media Moguls are born.

Pay TV - Science, Nature, COPS, Fighting, cartoons, Insert Credit card here for the GOOD STUFF, blah blah blah blah fucking money blah... Court,ffiar, money, money, money, memory loss, aquital, Cream Pie... More lawyers, MOre lawyers, More lawyers, Standover, Bribe, Murder, Homosexual...

RESULT!!!

RAID (0) vs JBOD vs Neilo

OK so going from a RAID(0) configuration to a JBOD configuration on anything less than enterprise grade hardware seems to be fraught with danger.

 

And by danger I mean a week of device entropy followed by complete failure, swearing, spilt beer on power board, a short but very painful walk in the dark to the RCD switch in the meter box.

 

Closely followed by more swearing, hours of trawling useless vendor support forums for ambiguous and sometimes outrageously incorrect quackery thinly veiled as what some people are calling a solution >-(

Sorry ******* in this case JBOD stands for Just a Bunch of Dicks...
 
The cost of your failure so far :

1. Complete Technet Subscription ISO's $$$$$$$$ (recoverable from MS but substantial quota involved to get them all  back)
2. A not unsubstantial iTunes library around the $1800 mark
3. Photo's, Artwork, Lyrics and Music from original compositions - We'll let the people decide what that's worth
4. 16 hours of my own personal time charged at what my company's standard consulting rate dictates : $1840
5. Fee for pissing me right off, let's just say this figure looks a lot like the number 8 laying on its side (probably because it had lost the will to live trying to recover one of your small scale Soho NAS devices)
6. Fee for colleague to deliver a device to initiate recovery and far more reliable and consistent alternative, in this case a house brick. $200ph at 1.5 * minimum 2hr callout fee $600

The thing that should really worry you is the often fickle and outrageous value people will put on art, I would consider settling out of court for... oooh I don't know... A 51% controlling share of your blackened souls.

BTW the two Hitachi 1TB drives are perfectly fine and have passed their Spin Rite tests.

It seems the Duplo Grade Door Stop you managed to sell me is clearly labelled WRONGLY!!! It should say RAID (0), (1) features our new DISK WIPE JBOD utility.


Sincerely, (UP) Yours



Neil PIckersgill

PS. I'll start  being nice when you stop being stupid.

In relation to completing anything

It's easy to slip from complexity to obscurity, crashing into self indulgence as you reach your final destination : Chaos