And how would you demonstrate clean code and check for maintainability or patterns? How can you gauge the value of their trial and error?

Look at their code, look at their work. It is a point of reference for potential and actual scenarios.

This would absolutely increase their odds.

My name is his, my last name means he who supplants.

I do not feel I am god, nor that I am Jesus. I just want to be. Since 8 I wanted to be a buddhist. At my age now, I just want to find meaning in the madness I witness.

The only meaning seems simple, a stoic life. An ancient philosophy, far beyond mine. I regularly use weed and it’s how I was allowed time to meditate. I felt i could control my thoughts finally, and all I see is to be kind.

Now my dependency is ending, for I have found what I want to do. I want to help people, the only thing I wanted as a child. I was just too afraid.

I regularly drink, eat and sleep. I am happy with my life and this is not ego, narcissism, or anything. I feel shame, for I feel unworthy, incapable. The only thing I have is my name, my part in the script the world orients.

An act most heathenous and self righteous.

I appreciate your input. As I know these things and it is nice to reflect and put these thoughts to writing. It is why I asked here, only social forum I can see genuine interactions.

I do not feel I am god, or Jesus. I am me. Think more the eastern philosophy of upbringing. How you raise someone, with a set of expectations of beliefs and ideas. Eventually someone will roll the dice, in the right storm to form. Every person is unique for this very reason. It’s why I fear, I do not want to forfeit my life, my comforts, for this. I am content, however I find it inexcusable to take my wants over those of the ones I encounter.

It’s to the point i believe myself the second coming. Rapture always perplexed me.

Lincolnwood Centennial Park just outside of chicago. My fiancée and I walked a couple miles down after water shutoff impacted our plans for olive garden.

Steak and shake was a very rewarding meal for our trek.

God that sparked a sadness, he never meant to hurt me. He was just a child of abuse and had mental issues, I do too. When I was growing up he saved enough money to buy me a bike, back in Mexico. He loved so pure when he could.

He’ll also never get to see his nieces and nephews. Never a chance.

Thank you ever so kindly for sharing.

Thank you :)

The name made me giggle!

I love everybody. It’s a hardship unduly deserved, but a burden I must carry.

I have a hard time finding a memory of favor, for all feel sick and frightening. I’d constantly have PTSD nightmares about my inability to fight back, it’d merely tickle him.

He was but a child without the chance to live. He hurt me so harshly, yet my father had hurt him more. By his abuse, my brother chose the safety of the streets, rather than the shelter of love.

I don’t blame him, I almost became him, I was just lucky. An agonizing fortune.

I wish he wasn’t gone, he deserved his life as much as any of us. He had found god and began repenting. He knew they were killing his old gang mates and he was not long for this world if he stayed in Chicago.

I too would rather die near mother, than coward away. For what is life if not taking a stand and declaring your intent on this world. He had found god in his final weeks, he said to my mother, “He is your compensation for all the misery you have experienced.”

I hate that he gave me such beauty and value, because everyday I have to make sure he’s right. Otherwise I have forgotten him. What would his suffering bring if not my compassion for mankind.

Thank you, your kindness is not empty regardless of how we came to meet. It is appreciated, cherished, and remembered.

Thank you for liking the picture, I dream he will see me one day.

I really appreciate that, he wasn’t a good man, my brother that is. To most he’d be remembered as a statistic but he was a man no less, and my brother no more. Yet he was killed in the streets like an animal, it saddens me.

I’m sorry you lost yours too, please take my love and hope for your grieving to find comfort. Thank you for sharing yours, thank you for gifting me companionship in something so horrid.

I don’t feel so alone.

The mascot was specifically made to represent the Holy See at a Japanese expo. It’s essentially the Vatican’s government. Merchandise like this has always been a thing, it’s just this is an official endorsement.