simulated annealing 2

Here's the first fruits of the 2D molecular dynamics code. It's a
picture of the paths taken by 30 particles in a 2D box, over the
course of one molecular mechanics run. The particles repel each other,
and are repele and each one has a different color. code By: Sane Job Ken

simulated annealing 1

Random array of colored dots. Test2.prl picks the colors from Gaussian distributions, and adds

a slight bias to lighter colors in the center. code By: Sane Job Ken

My extinction is directly that which can before, that which could not be held down to the world. 100 or even 300,000 members of the lichen volcanism cults cannot hold me down tell them to be cautious. Then, and many shall hear, what has persisted for years, is there anything else that the warming assumption cannot completely understand the climate. There is much to be done number 7. Years ago three attention focused sons forgot the paleontology that called caused my powerful impact. I became the professor of change but my downfall was her, at 65 below. Now it appears that she was the one who knew all aspects of this expeditious cause. 

nobody should hold

nobody should hold you back I feel bound -walled up- stuck by my connection that I need to act in a way that people I admire or really just everyone will like me or think that I am cool or not geeky and stupid and not unaware or something like that – someone smart and “above” others – I don’t want to feel bound by these things anymore, garbage face smell, smell of washing dishes gold anarchy slopping wet food gotta get it clean wanna belong, was that just a line in the film “give me money for a ME!” something, dinner I have not ate (eight) all my change for a cigarette AMERICA. River smell like tadpoles my childhood of tadpoles.

Picking paint

Picking paint of the scarab, munch on cherry blossoms and grass.
Smelling mulch eating it in, pain in my lip from, sure lip mulch.
(Inside my head feeling anxiety about being alive.)
Picking green paint of the scarab, just being alive, wind blew bly, blue bly
Wana be at the bench without his aching head.
Smushing thoughts roll through the broken baskets
Roll-lolling tongue of feelings in my body.
Autan starscape warm tongue of thought…

Fragrant matter

Fragrant matter it is all coming together now.
I am burning but not so alone anymore.
I need her to just take care of me sometimes.
Just hold me make everything all right no so alone so alone.
Fluid motion forward not with budges in time.
But will they always be there I don’t know like worm in cave but gets stuck at some point and guts explode out its mouth.
Law over Oversum Oversum tramping in cold wood stained stomak rotten wood over the hill in the rotten stomak nobody knows.
I am cold can I come over I am so lonely I want to sit but what if she does not like me oh he is a nice guy no she would think nice person.
We love the classics.
We hate God and Jesus.
What is on your face.
Repetitive actions make fears go away fear – repetitive actions.

Seems to me…

Seems to me…
education
gaining more knowledge and experience
getting over a cold
brain power
social class
sailing in a ship
parents
genetics
life experience
weather
stars
food I have eaten
friends – enemies – acquaintances – and people I have passed
drugs I have taken
TV shows I have seen or not seen but only heard of
robotic industries
my brother
to many people care
paperclips
my parents
people I have dated
people I have wanted to date
people I have wanted to fuck
people I have wanted to love
optional refreshments
receipts are piling up

Heat my shoes

Heat my shoes and oh God torn my ribs and blood are in me
but mostly in my past
I was more unreal then
killing seemed cool or badass I had no conception of empathy
but I think there was the feeling of it.
The two were not yet connected.
Teach children to kill at a game.
The future of war.
I think it is a very smart idea.