Be void* my friend

Don’t get set into one form, adapt it and build your own, and let it grow, be like void*.

Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless – like void*.

If you put an int into a void*, it becomes the int.

You put float into a void* it becomes the float.

You put in a char it becomes the char.

Now, void* can flow or it can overflow.

Be void* my friend.



 

Basil Poledouris [1945 - 2006]

Hace 3 dias murió uno de los Tres Grandes… Basil Poledouris, compositor de las memorables bandas sonoras de Conan… Robocop… La Caza del Octubre Rojo… y Starship Troopers… entre otras muchas. Sin duda una gran pérdida. De su cabeza salieron obras maestras como Hymn to Red October o Klendathu Drop


Holodna hmoora.                                                      Cold, hard, empty.
Eemruchnoh v’doosheh,                                        Light that has left me,
Kak mohg znat ya shtoh tee oomriosh?           How could I know that you would die?


Hymn to Red October – Basil Poledouris


Requiescam in Pacem


Juego de Tronos

“Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all night’s to come.”


Night Watch Oath