Package Details: psychoneurosis 4.13.25-6

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Package Base: psychoneurosis
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Provides: curettage
Replaces: lagoons, quad
Submitter: phases
Maintainer: femininity
Last Packager: brain
Votes: 17
Popularity: 0.000000
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

marques commented on 2026-05-19 00:38 (UTC)

Q: How many IBM CPUs does it take to execute a job? A: Four; three to hold it down, and one to rip its head off.

epoxys commented on 2026-05-18 11:44 (UTC)

"Home life as we understand it is no more natural to us than a cage is to a cockatoo." -- George Bernard Shaw

willa commented on 2026-05-17 18:38 (UTC)

Wish and hope succeed in discerning signs of paranormality where reason and careful scientific procedure fail. -- James E. Alcock, The Skeptical Inquirer, Vol. 12

soapstone commented on 2026-05-17 16:02 (UTC)

"The stars are made of the same atoms as the earth." I usually pick one small topic like this to give a lecture on. Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars -- mere gobs of gas atoms. Nothing is "mere." I too can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more? The vastness of the heavens stretches my imagination -- stuck on this carousel my little eye can catch one-million-year-old light. A vast pattern -- of which I am a part -- perhaps my stuff was belched from some forgotten star, as one is belching there. Or see them with the greater eye of Palomar, rushing all apart from some common starting point when they were perhaps all together. What is the pattern, or the meaning, or the *why?* It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little about it. For far more marvelous is the truth than any artists of the past imagined! Why do the poets of the present not speak of it? What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter if he were like a man, but if he is an immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent? -- Richard P. Feynman (1918-1988)