After only two weeks with www.zylr.se running on the web.
333 visits and 157 uniq visitors.
This shows me – that there at least is a interest of this kind of site.
Ill try keep up the writing!
Yesterday we launched a new server and moved everything from the old hardware.
Went from a P4 to a HP ProLiant DL100 G2 – which is a big lift! 🙂
Its today 400 days since I put up the “blogg” and 398 since my first post!
At this 400 days, we got total amount of 658 unique visitors!
My plans is to keep it as active as I can for the future.
All you need package avable for download
Package is 130 MB and contains:
7z920.exe
AdobeAIRInstaller.exe
ChromeSetup.exe
Dropbox 1.2.51.exe
Firefox Setup 9.0.1.exe
install_flashplayer11x32_mssd_aih.exe
install_reader10_se_mssd_aih.exe
jre-6u30-windows-i586-s.exe
microsoft_security_essentials.exe
mirc722.exe
PDFCreator-1_2_3_setup.exe
putty-0.62-installer.exe
QuakeLiveNP_491.msi
Shockwave_Installer_Slim.exe
SkypeSetup.exe
SpotifySetup.exe
utorrent.exe
vlc-1.1.11-win32.exe
vpn-client-2.1.7-release.exe
winscp436setup.exe
Ive put up two new tabs on the site, IRC and Stream.
On the IRC tab, you will be able to chat with me in my channel on Quakenet.
On the Stream tab, you will be able to watch me game and other shit 😛
Ive also setup links to my tumblr and youtube.
Have fun! >_<
So much questions left unanswered
So much words unspoken
Can someone live with the knowledge of being broken
Broken in every way, trust, compassion is lost every day
My life seems awkward, surreal
Someone tell me what’s the deal
Is it me? Am I being afraid of the things I had
Or is it different, am I glad?
Is it over, was it there? Do they trust or was it all a lie
A lie for life, a lie we live with or is it what I really am?
Everytime I see you and say hi
I’m lying for who I really am…
I cannot seem to hold on, cannot hold on to the thoughts of being alone
Its like before, if I still believe in that
‘cause I stopped believing in what people say
Must have a reason… hopefully not, maybe just maybe… not today.
\\one of my older ones ^^
What’s so special about a text on a paper, which occasionally rhymes, depending on my mood?
Well, I think poetry is different for anyone. Just like a song that can affect your mind during a whole day, if the text has a nice flow it will stick in your head.
And every once in a while I make up a beautiful text in which you can find that story flowing on your brainwaves.
But also a lot of times, for me, it is more about trying to explain my thoughts to the public and find the slightest possible recognition in the comments provided by my readers.
In some way poetry effects our minds like the way classical music does, some people listen to it, but do not hear anything. They can not see an image that can relate to the themes of the music, but that’s not always nessecary.
For everyone out there that does not understand:
It’s not about being smart enough to think three steps ahead in chess.
It’s not about the glassier that’s able to put a glass in a window frame without breaking it.
And lastly its not about that semi-smart remark trying to explain poetry to the true noob.
It is about what you want it to be.
Three themed
When I can get hope
Why do I not just take it.
Why do I choose differently
I’d so much wish to give my life to someone
Take away responsability
Take away my fears
In these couple of months
I’ll try and be consistent
And post some text every once in a while
I hope you enjoy
Greetz Ingmar
My first
For every little thing
there will be a first
whether that is good or bad.
Outcome can be happy, can be sad.
But no matter how we cope,
we all rely on hope
White or black
you will get set back
or pushed forward
by the ones who really care.
Although it might seem hard
it’s where you stand still and stare.
Your first friend
you’d always defend.
First time someone died
for some forever their guide.
We all have our own ways.
All have our days.
Although for some you will get taught.
I hope this will be food for your thought
My first.
Ok, its done. Ive started the blog/wiki/stuff posting/dump.
Lets see – What I can make out of this.
Over and Out