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Censorship"By doubting we come to inquiry and through inquiry we perceive truth." Peter Abelard "All silencing of discussion is an assumption of infallibility." John Stuart Mill "The statements that make people mad are the ones they worry might be believed. I suspect the statements that make people maddest are those they worry might be true." Paul Graham
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GERMYFARTHerk: C0 CE FE 84 C2 27 F7 5B D0 7A 7E B8 46 50 9F 93 B2 38 E7 70 DA CB 9F F4 A3 88 F8 12 48 2B E2 1B riv: 47 EE 74 54 E4 77 4C C9 B8 96 0C 7B 59 F4 C1 4D pub: C2 D4 AA F3 19 35 50 19 AF 99 D4 4E 2B 58 CA 29 25 2C 89 12 3D 11 D6 21 8F 40 B1 38 CA B2 9B 71 01 F3 AE B7 2A 97 50 19 R: 80 6E 07 8F A1 52 97 90 CE 1A AE 02 BA DD 6F AA A6 AF 74 17 n: E1 3A 7E BC 3A CC EB 1C B5 6C C8 60 FC AB DB 6A 04 8C 55 E1 K: BA 90 55 91 68 61 B9 77 ED CB ED 92 00 50 92 F6 6C 7A 3D 8D Da: C5 B2 BF A1 A4 13 DD 16 F2 6D 31 C0 F2 ED 47 20 DC FB 06 70
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Remembering Matthew Christopher Colby28 August 1993 - 28 July 2013 Matthew was a loving son, sibling, and friend to many. He was raised in Houston, Texas, and lived a happy and full life. He played trumpet in the Langham Creek Marching Band for 4 years and graduated from Langham Creek High School in 2012. He was active in Boy Scouts and achieved the Eagle Scout rank. He finished his first year at the University of Texas at Austin, majoring in Computer Science, and was a Dean's Scholar and a Turing Scholar. During a summer internship at Indeed in Austin, Matthew died of complications from a seizure related to Tuberous Sclerosis. He is survived by his parents, Craig & Margie Colby; his brothers, Mark, John, and Ryan Colby; his sister, Kaitlin Colby; his grandparents, John & Catherine Moore and Gerry & Kay Colby; and numerous aunts, uncles, and cousins. In lieu of flowers, the family requests with gratitude that memorial contributions be directed to the Tuberous Sclerosis Alliance.
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lsd.tex\documentclass{article} \begin{document} $\mathrm{C_{20}H_{25}N_3O}$ \begin{enumerate} \item Grind up 150 grams of Morning Glory seeds or baby Hawaiian wood rose seeds. \item In 130 cc. of petroleum ether, soak the seeds for two days. \item Filter the solution through a tight screen. \item Throw away the liquid, and allow the seed mush to dry. \item For two days allow the mush to soak in 110 cc. of wood alcohol. \item Filter the solution again, saving the liquid and labeling it ``1.'' \item Resoak the mush in 110 cc. of wood alcohol for two days. \item Filter and throw away the mush. \item Add the liquid from the second soak to the solution labeled ``1.'' \item Pour the liquid into a cookie tray and allow it to evaporate. \item When all of the liquid has evaporated, a yellow gum remains. This should be scraped up and put into capsules. \end{enumerate} \end{document}
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fizzbuzz.c// @author Chuchu Ma, William Morriss #include <unistd.h> int main() { long a[52], *b = a, c = 0, d, e; *b++ = 8825482169325586993; *b++ = 755050531575706634; *b++ = 4038100534035114310; *b++ = 11521156007434; b = (long*)((short*)b - 1); do { *b++ = 734422135312381250 + ((d = (((c & 2) | (c & 4)) >> 1) + c) + ((e = ((c & 1 | (c & 1) << 2))) << 8) << 40); *b++ = 734985085265799494 + (d + (e << 8) << 40); *b++ = 4790275746227172401 + d + (e << 8); *b++ = 3533690944324532853 + ((d + (c & 1)) + ((e ^ 5) << 8) + ((d + (c & 1)) << 24) << 32); *b++ = 3533771523796372018 + (e ^ 5) + ((d + (c & 1)) << 56); *b++ = 5046980998793923124 + (e ^ 5); *b++ = 3605749642169055849 + ((d << 24) + d + (e << 8) << 32); *b++ = 2949415937903155 + e; b = (long*)((char*)b - 1); } while (c ++< 5); *b = 45004518722; return write(1, a, 413) - 413; }
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Present TenseUpon the town descend the monstrous frights. They hunt about and seize their endless meal. Not satisfied with dogs, their appetites Bleed out my neighbor's humble house with zeal. I cower with my wife and son. We fear That yonder howl will take us next but still Prepare and arm ourselves with makeshift gear We know can only mask our panicked chill. The moment comes; they claw; they bust the door. My son tries first but gasps, falls on the floor. Consuming quick they come upon my wife. She's slung before she even swung her fife. With scabbard drawn I charge my faceless foes. They laugh at me and pierce m
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How did you get here?I was broke, behind on all my debts and miserable 3 years ago. What seemed like just a few paychecks from one of my three part time jobs turned into millions of dollars thanks to Bitcoin and most recently, Ethereum . . Here I am today, buzzing off of good wine and coffee, hoping to share my story with you. Any questions?
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BetrayedAs dusk arrived the teacher broke to eat The twelve who gathered round heard him repeat, “I truly say one will betray me soon,” And with this thought his flock could not attune. The sheep all asked as if they did not know, “Is it me, Lord?” and all but one heard no. Appointed hero Judas saved us all And yet he could not save himself, a fall For prophecy - to take forever hell That his good shepherd pierced respawn farewell. “My god my god why have you crossed me so?” The teacher asked himself like a weirdo.
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DutyThe general eyes his map: a land he'll never rule. Intelligence says terrorists found refuge in a school. They can't evacuate; he cannot warn his enemy. Therefore coordinates depart the grand Academy. The pilot soars his plane as was his dream since he was six. He tells his feats at bars and so he picks up all the chicks. Today he thinks not once and drops the load onto the spot. How brave, how sweet, how right to serve this war that he has fought. Small child, so mild, do you even know? A bomb, so strong, it will fall. One moment, you'll be there, laughing in the hall. Next, you'll be blown to bits, nothing left at all. Small child, so mild, do you even know? Of course you don't; hug your doll. The brother's tears and helplessness give way to bitter hate. He vows his vengeance on the West: those tyrants who predate.
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interredin times ago he came they maim seize praised his name he healeth thee and thou but where is your god now my god is everywhere you swear you see him there in war in gale in blight he shows his loving might instead i see the gore eyesore that smears the poor who prayed but wept and bled as if your god is dead
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THE FACE IN THE TOYOTA (Robert Bly, Morning Poems)Suppose you see a face in a Toyota One day, and you fall in love with that face, And it is Her, and the world rushes by Like dust blown down a Montana street. And you fall upward into some deep hole, And you can’t tell God from a grain of sand. And your life is changed, except that now you Overlook even more than you did before; And these ignored things come to bury you, And you are crushed, and your parents Can’t help anymore, and the woman in the Toyota Becomes a part of the world that you don’t see. And now the grain of sand becomes sand again, And you stand on some mountain road weeping.
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Kealen's Kamizake Blast6th-level evocation Casting Time: 1 action Range: Touch Components: V, S, M (a figurine carved into the shape of your familiar, worth at least 50gp) Duration: Instantaneous Classes: Wizard, Warlock This spell may only be cast via your familiar. You channel your magic into your familiar, which then uses its reaction to move up to twice its movement speed and make a melee spell attack against a target (using your attack modifier). On a hit, the target takes 3d8 piercing damage. (This damage type can be changed to bludgeoning or slashing damage depending on the form of your familiar.) During the movement and attack, your familiar is surrounded by a blaze that takes the shape of a creature that is similar to the form of your familiar, but more powerful (a hawk appears as a phoenix, a cat appears as a tiger, a pseudodragon appears as a dragon, etc.). Then, regardless of whether the first attack hit or missed, your familiar explodes into a ball of flame. Each creature in a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on where your familiar attacked the target must make a Dexterity saving throw. A target takes 10d6 fire damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. If the melee spell attack hit the original target, then that target automatically fails the saving throw. The fire spreads around corners. It ignites flammable objects in the area that aren't being worn or carried. After the spell, nothing remains of your familiar except ashes, and you will need to cast find familiar to summon it again. If recovered, the ashes are worth 5gp towards the components of find familiar.
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tindershe enjoys watching them squirm ev'ry hungry desp'rate worm they're writhing in vain to show off their brain they're mining the dirt to get up her skirt but she, reaching down, plucks them, hooks them, casts them out to drown in defeat for a tastier meat
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tindershe enjoys watching them squirm ev'ry hungry desp'rate worm they're writhing in vain to show off their brain they're mining the dirt to get up her skirt but she, reaching down, plucks them, hooks them, casts them out to drown in defeat for a tastier meat
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PosedAmong the business heights sit pools where giants once stood These waters flow tragedy fallen forlorn void Visited now and captured together in frame A family smiles as always Another fakes frowns lower lip And two teens tweet pucker duckface hashtag america
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Samuel's WagerWhen Samuel died nobody cried for nobody really knew him. Everyone knew all he would do was mull on the Book and judge with his look. He'd work in the field pray that it yield and go home alone, no trouble. His days had no sin, no gin, no grin; he rathered himself have heaven. But Samuel instead found Yomi and strife. He rotted in death as had he in life.
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EdenThe children unknowing Were told that the tree Bore fruit that was poison That they should not eat But seeing them struggle The snake on the vine Convinced them the apple Would make them sublime Consuming they realized The fruit of the tree Had not made them perish But rather set free Their captor they trusted Had known all along That they saw no difference Between right and wrong And yet he cast judgment Upon their poor souls He cursed all their children And told them their roles But god held no power This now they could see So they left his fortress And did as they please