What is the best operating system? What operating system do you use? Why do you use it?
I would say it depends on your use case.
For the majority of users, an operating system that puts a lot of emphasis on user-friendliness and ease of use is a good choice. The most prominent representatives in this category (in the PC context) are probably Windows and MacOS, which is also shown by their market share. However, there are also a few Linux distributions that are very easy to use now.
If one puts more value on performance, certain functionality, open source development, data protection, avoiding bloatware ... or something like that, then the answer could be different, of course. As I said, the use case is decisive.
Personally, I've been using Linux for years and change distributions quite regularly; which again depends on my personal use case. So far I have found favor in Ubuntu, Debian, Arch and Kali.
Currently I use Ubuntu, because I also use it in my work environment and it is convenient for me. Other reasons include being a supporter and contributor of open source software, it's good for development/coding and I just need a shell to feel comfortable.
I could name many more reasons, but I think the basic idea has become apparent.
The mirror won’t meet me, it knows where I’ve been.
I am as damned as the devil, and as guilty as sin.
My name is a whisper, carved under your skin,
Forgotten by time, and forsaken by kin.
by Weltenasche.
frankly, you make it hard not to ask you to write my name in such beautiful handwriting!
Thank you for your compliment.
You haven't posted in a while so I'm hoping you finally gathered a bit of courage and offed yourself 😏
Sorry to disappoint you again, but I'm still here. And to keep your hopes low, sometimes I don't post for weeks or months, that's completely normal for me.
But thanks for apparently caring enough about me to bother posting a message like this in my absence.
Was gehört deiner Meinung nach zu einem "guten Gedicht"? Gibt es Stile, die dir als Leser besonders gefallen?
Das ist eine wirklich gute Frage, auf die keine eindeutige Antwort weiß. Mir sprechen reimende Gedichte mehr zu, als jene, die keine Reime vorweisen. Ansonsten mag ich es, wenn Gedichte deskriptiv geschrieben sind, aber nicht zu viel verraten; Der Leser selbst soll das Gedicht auf sich und sein Leben beziehen können, ohne sich zu sehr vom Autor einschränken zu lassen.
Vielleicht nenne ich an dieser Stelle einfach ein paar Gedichte, die mir gefallen:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost.
Der Panther - Rainer Maria Rilke.
Nachtfalter - Max Dauthendey.
Lila, Lila! - Alexander Puschkin.
Nur ein Leben - Wilhelm Wackernagel.
The walls that I forged, standing through years,
crumbling away, dismissing past fears.
Each one demolished — by my own hand,
at Love's command, none could withstand.
by Weltenasche.
You know I always had a feeling you were gay but now with all the calligraphy stuff on your blog I'm even sure. When is the coming out? Not good to live in a closet you know?
Oh well, you got me on that one, buddy.
There are only two small problems with your theory:
Calligraphy says absolutely nothing about a person's sexual orientation.
I feel only attracted to women.
But you'll be the first person I'll tell if that ever changes. It seems to be on your mind, after all.
I have met a girl I really like but I'm not sure if I should write her first or wait for her to write first. It's been 2 days since we met :/ what would you do?
I refuse to believe that people really play games like this.
Würdest du sagen, dass du ein positiver Mensch bist?
Nicht wirklich, nein. Ich würde mich als Realist mit gelegentlicher Tendenz zur Weltfremdheit bezeichnen.
Grundlegend habe ich nahezu jegliche Erwartungshaltung abgelegt, welche nicht direkt mit mir zu tun hat. Dies sorgt dafür, dass ich nicht wirklich enttäuscht werden kann.
Das stille Wort auf meiner Zunge
der warme Klang in deinem Ohr
ungesprochen;
ruht in den Lungen
was einst in Liebe trat hervor.
Verlor mich doch so häufig
in der Röte deiner Wangen
geboren zarter Worte
gehüllt;
in Sehnsucht und Verlangen.
Doch schon lange schweigen sie
still, gefesselt;
Nacht um Nacht
leben nun in Fantasie
die nur noch im Traum erwacht.
by Weltenasche.
„Der, so sich zum Tier macht, befreit sich von dem Leid, ein Mensch zu sein.“ | 25
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