#ladyargento

having some brooding ikemen woman is like having a wonderful bonbon. A delicious sometimes treat.

Layer One:

Not even rock can remain of the same stone forever as the gore of the earth dances as flesh it carries the weight and heat of feet and root It holds organs, a heart and blood I am filled with high halls and caverns, deadfalls Bodies are hidden here, hanging from my bones Entropy cleans the air, feeds the soil The past is the beast radiating good and evil The future is the beast that grinds all things to dust

Layer Two:

A heart is an organ and a ballroom, life flowing to its rhythm ever forward Time has a soft pump, pulsing a rhythm to which we dance ballroom drama, the eternal movement, now and now Now, I am my great grandmother, hewn from native rock, sandstone husband, blank future, Now I am my grandfather, drunk ditch jew, forced to peel the skin from a bunker, gutter future Now, I am myself, ruin of genocides, the flow of dead ends dances in me, history is the beast of all moments Crack a stone and it will be full of blood

Layer Three:

Skin is the most visible organ, most forgotten, Sunscorched and weathered, a landscape, a land, rocks and dirt and flora. Our world is covered in skin and hair and teeth, muscle under the skin, blood in the muscle, bones and bones and bones. I love your skin, I like that it is like mine, marked, mineral considered from a different earth. Marred by stories, pockmarked by histories. Mineral from a different earth, let us share warmth. There is skin enough for touch, your history is my history. My heart beats for you. Cut me and I will bleed love songs.

Layer Four:

Athena sprang from the head of Zeus, and Eve from the rib of Adam, Amaterasu, from Izanagi's Eye Identity, then, is an organ too, Each land holds many organs, identities of many parts Can identity fester or grow like a spore on the living Death as an abundance of life Did the boy spring from me to cover, to possess, Did I discard him or Does he live in me again, returned to the land, primordial, I hear him sing in my blood, "I am of you, but not all of you. I rest in you, like a heart beats, like blood flows, like skin guards."

Layer Five:

As someone who bombed out of Dutch Middle School and had to finish the adult equivalent at like 16-18, never picked up math again and got into development through a bootcamp, I have not found a lot of application for more complicated math subjects yet, outside of like complicated katas (there I tended to just look up the right equation and implement it), but I also feel very... I dunno, it seems Useful To Know but most of the more complicated implementations have been abstracted away most of the time and a lot of your day-to-day will not involve that, although I wonder if it is more present in more low-level applications.

I wrote a little blog post on lambdas, functional interfaces and generics in Java, check it out on my dev.to blog here:

So a colleague of mine was curious about the Data Transfer Object pattern, DTOs and specifically Records in Java, so I decided to write smth about that. You can find it here: