I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I shall remain.
Last night, I hardly studied at all. Tonight is better, but I spent an hour trying to figure out why my Linux laptop doesn't take DHCP, only to find out the Xircom card on it was not going to work; Fedora Core 1 stupidly tries to get IP from a PCMCIA Xircom NIC before it launches the PCMCIA service. I don't have time to diagnose that. I had to use my Windows Laptop, with puTTY and Cygwin instead. It works. I wish I had more caffeine, though.
It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains. The stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.
Man, I sure hope I pass this test.
The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen"- which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp for that thing.
Now, cut that out!
Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is one step beyond logic.
I mean it! Just because I read Dune again the other day, doesn't make it--
The worms are the spice!
... [sigh]. I sure don't FEEL very Haderach-ish...