Apparently it changed about 20 years ago when Zaera was knee high to a graveyard ghost
The Grateful Dead for many reasons were instrumental in showing me a different way. That was not religious, an ideology, or adhering to a dogma. Just said it is a strange journey we all are on. Letâs journey together and see where we go. Now in my 60âs I am still on this strange journey through life.
I am 314 years young and havenât aged a day.
The secret to long life is Mayhem, lots of fun and draining wallets, particularly Frostpackerâs
Iâll just leave this poem here for those who can read between the lines. There werenât any IRL, hopefully Iâll find someone on this forums:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnât you?
People call say âbeware doll, youâre bound to fallâ
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you donât talk so loud
Now you donât seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh youâve gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobodyâs ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now youâre gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
Heâs not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ah you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ainât no good
You shouldnât let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ainât it hard when you discovered that
He really wasnât where itâs at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
Theyâre all drinking, thinking that theyâve got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you canât refuse
When you ainât got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youâre invisible now, youâve got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Zaera, Who Did Not Fall
They say she fell
because they need gravity
to explain why she no longer circled them.
They say she is homeless
because they cannot imagine
a woman who lives in motion
and calls the horizon her door.
Once, she wore their gold.
Not because she needed it,
but because gold likes to be seen
and she was curious.
When she left the palace,
the palace called it exile.
Cities always do.
They ask how it feels
to be unknown,
as if obscurity were a wound
and not a cloak chosen by queens
who are tired of being counted.
Understand this.
Zaera did not lose direction.
She discarded maps
that only led back to thrones
built on applause and debt.
She did not pawn the ring.
She learned that rings are circles
and circles are cages
no matter how they shine.
Now she walks where names dissolve.
Now she speaks and the echo obeys.
Now she is invisible
only to those who believe
seeing is the same as knowing.
They call her rolling stone
because stones frighten architects.
Stones remember mountains.
Stones survive fire.
Ask not how it feels.
Ask why the road still bends toward her
long after she has passed.
Zaera does not fall.
She departs.
And myths, once they leave,
are never found again
where you left them.
Hah hah how funny my computer crashed and wonât boot up. Since I donât have a start USB will need to take it to the shop to fix the goddam Windows 10 which of course is so unlikely to have failed on purpose now that Microsoft is desperately pushing the Windows 11 megaturd on everyoneâŠ
This is very sad news, some motherboards have a boot up button and some even boot if the power supply switch on the back of the box is turned off even if power is off. Then swiped back on before the normal power button pressed. (Like a hard reset)
If youâre using your phone and if possible take a photo of the back of the tower.
Or is it a laptop?
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Looks like some file that should never be corrupted has been corrupted during a hard reboot after a crash and I donât have a Win10 boot USB, plus the machine is a perfectly healthy so far 10 years so maybe thereâs a hardware issue behind the crash that started it allâŠ
10 years is a very long time for a computer to operate on a daily basis. It could also be a storage issue. It could also be that the hard drive finally died or so.
But losing all info and files you accumulated over that period. Not cool. ![]()
Well, it is SSD+HDD system, all relevant data are on the HDD which is new and I made a backup like a month ago, nothing in the SSD with the OS is unsalvageable. The real bummer will be no computer for n days and breaking my War Thunder login streak a bit above 1900 consecutive daysâŠ
I had some plans to buy a new one but still was undecided, this computer proved right my theory of buying as large as you can afford without eccentricities so it lasts for years. My GFX560 is old but still runs what it needs to runâŠ
Hopefully browser bookmarks were automatically backed up to the cloud as well.
Time for a brand new PC for you.
Was trying to tell this joke
I am a rude prick as apparently my doctor has told me that I do have a problem and that comes from misunderstanding social cues.
She is right , sometimes you are a rude prick.
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My old computer will be in shop until monday, so Iâll do what I can from my parentsâ computer. No videogaming but at least Iâve got limited internet accessâŠ
PS: never, ever ârestore systemâ, specially if something broke. And, if you ever end booting to a neverending string of BSDs stating âcritical process diedâ, whatâs dead is your Windows and itâs time to boot up from a USB, salvage your information and do a clean install.
Internet is a drug - go cold turkey Yiole - you can do it !!!
And while you at it , tell that disobedient Frostpacker that he must stick to his applejuice diet, no beer unless he earns it.
No can do, the Internet is an illusion and only exists for as long as you believe in it and check regularly.






