Dec
Dec
Fiona Apple :: Across The Universe
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »via bact
Song written by: Lennon-McCartney
Words are flowing out like
Endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Are drifting thorough my opened mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light which
Dance before me like a million eyes
They call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
Restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as
They make their way across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter shades of life
Are ringing through my opened ears
Exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
Shines around me like a million suns
And calls me on and on across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Nov
FTOP
Posted in Language | 3 Comments »I want to design a programming paradigm that focus on fairy tale. Should I call it, FTOP Fairy tale oriented programming language. Why ? because most of the fairy tales are happy ending, so my programming paradigm should allow or force the programmer to be happier when they finish their job.
In my idea, a program should be the hybrid between pure OOP and prototype-based programming (e.g. wolf eat: girl.prototype(size=small, hat.type=hood, hat.color=red)) plus some indent-forced style of evil Python . This should allow to reuse a fairy tale. I mean, fox is mostly a bad guy, we should reuse them, right.
the program may be started and ended using tags like this
once upon a time
…
happily ever after
Well, let’s try a short program then, let’s use this tale
tale name: "Little Red Ridding Hood" once_upon_a_time: { little_red_ridding = human clone: prototype: {sex = woman, age = girl, size = little, living_place = country|village, appearance = prettiest}. mother = human clone: prototype: {sex = woman, age = adult, mother_of = little_red_ridding, living_place = little_red_ridding.living_place}. grandmother = human clone: prototype: {sex = woman, age = old, mother_of = mother}. little_red_ridding_hood = cloth clone: prototype: {type = hood, color = red}. little_red_ridding prototype: {hat = little_red_ridding_hood}. cakes = food clone: prototype: {type = cake}. mother made: cakes said: "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter." to: little_red_ridding. grandmother prototype: {living_place = other_village}. little_red_ridding go: grandmother.living_place. wolf = animal clone: prototype: {type = wolf}. little_red_ridding met: wolf. woodcutters = human clone: many prototype: {sex = man, age = adult}. wolf wanted: (eat: girl) but: (cannot because: woodcutters location: nearby) said: "where she was going" to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding know: !(talk: wolf) said: "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother." to: wolf. wolf said: "Does she live far off?" to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding said: {"Oh I say,", "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the village."} to: wolf. wolf said: {"Well,", "and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."} to: little_red_ridding. wolf ran: fast gathered: nuts ran: (after: butterflies) gathered: (bouquets of: flowers clone: many prototype: {size = little}). wolf knocked: grandmother.house. grandmother said: "Who's there?" to: wolf. wolf counterfeit: little_red_ridding.voice said: {"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood,", "who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother."} to: grandmother. grandmother prototype: {status = ill} said: "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up." to: wolf. wolf pulled: bobbin opened: door ate: grandmother shut: door get_into: bed. little_red_ridding knocked: door. wolf said: "Who's there?" to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding heard: wolf.voice afraid: wolf.voice believed: (grandmother cold: hoarse:) said: "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you." to: wolf. wolf cried: soften: wolf.voice said: "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up." to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding pulled: bobbin opened: door. wolf saw: (little_red_ridding came:) said: "Put the cake and the little pot of butter upon the stool, and come get into bed with me." to: little_red_ridding hide: (bedclothes under:). little_red_ridding took_off: her.cloth moved_to: bed amazed: saw: (grandmother.nightClothes) said: "Grandmother, what big arms you have!" to: wolf. wolf said: "All the better to hug you with, my dear." to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding said: "Grandmother, what big legs you have!" to: wolf. wolf said: "All the better to run with, my child." to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding said: "Grandmother, what big ears you have!" to: wolf. wolf said: "All the better to hear with, my child." to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding said: "Grandmother, what big eyes you have!" to: wolf. wolf said: "All the better to see with, my child." to: little_red_ridding. little_red_ridding said: "Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!" to: wolf. wolf said: "All the better to eat you up with." to: little_red_ridding ate: little_red_ridding. } happily_ever_after:
Errr well, it’s not happy ending, I should put grammatical error around here. Anyway, you got the idea 😀
I’ll try to show you another program later, maybe … snow white.
Nov
อย่างน้อยที่สุด – at least..
Posted in Books | No Comments »How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
I’m in love with Pen-eak’s works when I watched “Last Life in the Universe“. I will not express my opinion about the movie here, because this blog entry is not about the movie. When I heard that there is a book which concludes some interview with Pen-eak, and the writer is Worpoj Panpong, I deadly want to read it. So, I bought it and asked a sister of mine to ship it from Bangkok, of course, I asked her to read it also, and she likes it.
Who is Pen-eak ? I believe the easiest way to answer this question is to watch his movies. Of course, I don’t know him personally, but from his interview, his personality which is expressed in the book is very similar with his movie. I didn’t say that he’s perfect or his movies are perfect. There’s many down-side of his life and also some holes in his movies. But, well, as we know, human are imperfect. The different between human and computer is our imperfection. The different between real life and story in movie is also the imperfection of our life. His life is also.
The point is, he accepts his imperfection and lives with it peacefully. Sometime, we know that we’ve problem or short coming in our life, but we just don’t accept it. We should not seek for a perfect life; instead, we should seek a way to live with our life, even it’s imperfect.
Life is a long journey and it’s shorter than we thought. When you found an imperfection in your life, sometime, fix it, sometime, accept it and live with it.