quals

great men lie sprawing on walls about me. collectively we admire them. individually, i a piece of paper quivering. feeble ill-formed lines of code partially cover my bare necessities. emulating sprawling great men whose Meaning is so strong it requires no continuity. but i do. continuity is my Meaning. lets strip her. give her the gift of nudity. hang it up, call it art. test them on it, mold them into it, train them to recognize what we deem researched practical ability abilitus habilitus dot dot dot. that class shook me up. it was an echo. keep practicing. you have quals soon.