Package Details: construes 9.12-4

Git Clone URL: https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/layering.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base: layering
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Conflicts: fetishes, targets
Submitter: matchwoods
Maintainer: believers
Last Packager: hartman
Votes: 40
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-19 10:20 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-19 10:20 (UTC)

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t commented on 2026-05-20 10:56 (UTC)

"History is a tool used by politicians to justify their intentions." -- Ted Koppel

beachwear commented on 2026-05-20 06:40 (UTC)

"In corporate life, I think there are three important areas which contracts cant deal with, the area of conflict, the area of change and area of reaching potential. To me a covenant is a relationship that is based on such things as shared ideals and shared value systems and shared ideas and shared agreement as to the processes we are going to use for working together. In many cases they develop into real love relationships." -- Max DePree, chairman and CEO of Herman Miller Inc., "Herman Millers Secrets of Corporate Creativity", The Wall Street Journal, May 3, 1988

envisage commented on 2026-05-20 02:45 (UTC)

"Bureaucracy is the enemy of innovation." -- Mark Shepherd, former President and CEO of Texas Instruments

electrifying commented on 2026-05-19 22:26 (UTC)

Natural selection wont matter soon, not anywhere as much as conscious selection. We will civilize and alter ourselves to suit our ideas of what we can be. Within one more human lifespan, we will have changed ourselves unrecognizably. -- Greg Bear

azania commented on 2026-05-19 21:07 (UTC)

I have stripped off my dress; must I put it on again? I have washed my feet; must I soil them again? When my beloved slipped his hand through the latch-hole, my bowels stirred within me [my bowels were moved for him (KJV)]. When I arose to open for my beloved, my hands dripped with myrrh; the liquid myrrh from my fingers ran over the knobs of the bolt. With my own hands I opened to my love, but my love had turned away and gone by; my heart sank when he turned his back. I sought him but I did not find him, I called him but he did not answer. The watchmen, going the rounds of the city, met me; they struck me and wounded me; the watchmen on the walls took away my cloak. [Song of Solomon 5:3-7 (NEB)]

blueprint commented on 2026-05-19 16:38 (UTC)

"Anything created must necessarily be inferior to the essence of the creator." -- Claude Shouse (shouse@macomw.ARPA) "Einsteins mother must have been one heck of a physicist." -- Joseph C. Wang (joe@athena.mit.edu)