~related to that last poem~

i had some old art from that same mindspace.  maybe you'd like to see it here in this current blogspace:

oil pastel on some cheap 'copy/printer paper'

~peace
-db 

"useful to some folks"

this seems handy, and i couldn't remember it, having saved it in a script for convenience sake.  but it works well for keeping screen awake for me in linux.  i'll just share what i use for my script files, short and sweet:

gui-wake.sh:
 #!/bin/bash
xset -dpms; xset s off

gui-unwake.sh:
#!/bin/bash
xset -dpms; xset s on

they are probably self explanatory, but the 'gui-wake.sh' keeps the screen awake, and the 'gui-unwake.sh' puts it back to normal.

 cheers!  (your welcome)

:P

~peace
-db 

[EDIT]

I had found the main part of this code online at some point but searching now I can't find it.  I had to boot a Thinkpad with the script as I had reinstalled debian to the desktop*

"Nothing is ever easy"

[EDIT 2]
some time ago, i tried this solution, i think it was on kde plasma, and it didn't work.  fyi* 

its so hard keeping a system

there's this one poem that sticks in mind more/less vaguely i may recall

...

past the 7 planets
outside each four rings

to the center, to the core
of each and every living being

and from here you'll see the spirals
flowing outward from our god

pick the flowers
count the daisies

remember
ever

each and every seed we planted

you and i
come close to never
breathing in entire
sky

so we sit along the river
sailing ships through time and space

full of every type of creature
below heaven, here on earth

makes me think of membranes
like seran wrap covers all

itself its own universe
just like ours before our birth

===

k, but i should i keep better recording of the 'digital' medias i produce tho

~peace
-db 

[EDIT]
ya know, i was able to pull that creation from past/memory, but...  i think i was more optimistically idealistic at that time, than i am now.  like i don't think i could have created 'that' poem rn...  ok then, wanted to disclaim that 

[EDIT 2]
Ya know the number series I had started out with, involved reducing 7 to 6, 5, and 4, but beyond that it just returned to one   insofar as numbers go I'd say this poem related to *7 reducing to 4*

[EDIT 3]
Perhaps the number series would shed light on things...

1 2 3 4 7 14 21 28
1 6 28
1 5
1