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Who I was: Demon Hunter - Ribcage
Who I'm becoming: Demon Hunter - I Am You
What I miss most in life right now: Anberlin - Paperthin Hymn
What I love most in life right now: Andy Hunter - The Wonders Of You
What I live for:: Demon Hunter - Storm The Gates Of Hell
Why I'm so picky about music: Anberlin - A Whisper And A Clamor
My life prayer: Red - Breathe Into Me
My faith: Red - Lost
My hope: Demon Hunter - Undying
My politics: Disciple - Game On
My enjoyment of life: Family Force 5 - Get Your Back Off The Wall
function cidr2longnetmask($cidr) {
if($cidr > 32 || $cidr < 0) {
return false;
}
$netmask = pow(2,$cidr) - 1;
$netmask = $netmask << (32 - $cidr);
return $netmask;
}
That's it. Tested with all integers from 0-32 (others return false.)
God created music for all of these purposes. It is beyond me how anyone could think that a material and random world would bring in something so functional, elegant, but yet so materially pointless as music. Music trancends the ability of the material.
I never wanted
and I never cared before
Now take it back
This is a new day
How I long to regress
To the days before I took upon myself
The obsession of this world
A day of innocence equating beauty
For tomorrow may fall
And today is already gone
Now take it back
This is a new day
I've grown tired of chasing
Convinced I was in need
And now the years I've spent
Only a slave to this
Tomorrow may fall
And today is already gone
I will no longer adore
These things that will never satisfy me
I've seen my world change
And then go back to where it came
In this vicious circle
We are all brought back to life
Only to die again
But without these barren obsessions
I am simply free