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Welcome to my
website. This site is nothing more than a repository for all things
digital that I find interesting or entertaining. It's also a
convenient place to share pictures and videos with friends and family.
Feel free to browse the picture gallery, and to enjoy the songs and movie clips . (The movie clips might just be funny to me alone.) I have password protected the audio and video directories. If you know the first eight letters of my name (all one word) then you know the username. If you know the three initials of my undergraduate alma mater (lowercase) then you know the password. To can also select the 'Music Playlist' link, and a playlist of songs will load into your Windows Media Player (same password rules apply). Finest Regards, Shawn shawn@shawnslayton.com (e-mail me) 562-338-5200 (mobile) ____________________________________________________
My personal
philosophy (borrowed from Rand and those like her) offers
that:
____________________________________________________ Why we go to school: “You are not engaged so much in acquiring knowledge as in making mental efforts under criticism. A certain amount of knowledge you can indeed with average faculties acquire so as to retain; nor need you regret the hours spent on much that is forgotten, for the shadow of lost knowledge at least protects you from many illusions. But you go to school not for knowledge as much as for arts and habits; for the habit of attention, for the art of expression, for the art of assuming at a moment’s notice a new intellectual posture, for the art of entering quickly into a person’s thoughts, for the habit of submitting to censure and refutation, for the art of indicating assent or dissent in graduated terms, for the habit of regarding minute points of accuracy, for the habit of what is possible in a given time, for taste, for discrimination, for mental courage and mental soberness. Above all, you go to school for self-knowledge.” William Cory - Master at Eaton College
1861 Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It's that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless. Paul Bowles Random Images:
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