people in general are so happy, as if enjoying a feast,
or as going up a tower in spring.
i alone am tranquil, and have made no signs,
like a baby who is yet unable to smile;
forlorn as if i had no home to go to.
others all have more than enough,
and i alone seem to be in want.
possibly mine is the mind of a fool,
which is so ignorant!
the vulgar are discriminative,
and i alone seem to be blunt.
i am negligent as if being obscure;
drifting, as if being attached to nothing.
the people in general all have something to do,
and i alone seem to be impractical and awkward.
i alone am different from others,
but i value seeking sustenance from the mother.
Lao-Tzu

formula 1, motocross, traveling.

i would give up all computer related stuff just to sweep the floors for a formula 1 team. seriously.
here is where all the
fubar magic happends:
