jprovo's Junk

everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful

-They Might Be Giants


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Word-of-the-Moment:
Panopticism

Totally Random JZP Fact Number 4:
His luck improves with every chain letter he sends to the recycling bin.

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Go check out info I've found interesting in various RSS feeds.

Want more spew? If you need to calm down, read some haiku.

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

Some years ago, a student met an old master by the market.
"Oh Master," said the student, "How can I know joy?"
The master answered: "When the day is over the fulfillment, then there shall be leaf."
Meditating years on this, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.

Cheers,
joe