Anonymous asked: Is disk utility still doing a repair if the finder isn't responding?
It maybe. If the finder is not responding, that does not mean that other apps are not still running.
You maybe able to tell if the drive is still being accessed by sounds or movements of the drive. Once you are sure that the drive is not being accessed you can manual kill the machine.
Anonymous asked: What in the last 12 months do you think was Apple's biggest mistake?
I am not sure, I would say they’ve made some for sure, but I don’t think I could pick a biggest
Anonymous asked: i lost the disk that came with my lap top. Where can i get another one?
You can contact the maker of your computer. Sometimes they will charge, but that depends on the maker
Holy holy holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was and is
And is to come
With all creation I sing
Praise to the King of kings
You are my ev’rything
And I will adore You
Worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain
Holy holy is He
Sing a new song
To Him Who sits on
Heaven’s mercy seat
Clothed in rainbows of living color
Flashes of lightning
Rolls of thunder
Blessing and honor
Strength and glory
And power be to You
The only wise King
Filled with wonder
At the mention of Your name
Jesus Your name is power
Breath and living water
Such a marv’lous mystery yeah
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Jennie Lee Riddle
Below are my Signature Themes — my five most dominant themes of talent, ranked in the order revealed by my responses to the Clifton StrengthsFinder.
As you may know, the Clifton StrengthsFinder measures the 34 themes of talent determined by The Gallup Organization as those that most consistently predict outstanding performance. The greater the presence of a theme of talent within a person, the more likely that person is to spontaneously exhibit those talents in day-to-day behaviors.
Focusing on natural talents helps people build them into strengths, and enjoy personal, academic, and career success through consistent, near-perfect performance.
How well do you think these themes describe me?
Things happen for a reason. You are sure of it. You are sure of it because in your soul you know that we are all connected. Yes, we are individuals, responsible for our own judgments and in possession of our own free will, but nonetheless we are part of something larger. Some may call it the collective unconscious. Others may label it spirit or life force. But whatever your word of choice, you gain confidence from knowing that we are not isolated from one another or from the earth and the life on it. This feeling of Connectedness implies certain responsibilities. If we are all part of a larger picture, then we must not harm others because we will be harming ourselves. We must not exploit because we will be exploiting ourselves. Your awareness of these responsibilities creates your value system. You are considerate, caring, and accepting. Certain of the unity of humankind, you are a bridge builder for people of different cultures. Sensitive to the invisible hand, you can give others comfort that there is a purpose beyond our humdrum lives. The exact articles of your faith will depend on your upbringing and your culture, but your faith is strong. It sustains you and your close friends in the face of life’s mysteries.
You love to learn. The subject matter that interests you most will be determined by your other themes and experiences, but whatever the subject, you will always be drawn to the process of learning. The process, more than the content or the result, is especially exciting for you. You are energized by the steady and deliberate journey from ignorance to competence. The thrill of the first few facts, the early efforts to recite or practice what you have learned, the growing confidence of a skill mastered—this is the process that entices you. Your excitement leads you to engage in adult learning experiences—yoga or piano lessons or graduate classes. It enables you to thrive in dynamic work environments where you are asked to take on short project assignments and are expected to learn a lot about the new subject matter in a short period of time and then move on to the next one. This Learner theme does not necessarily mean that you seek to become the subject matter expert, or that you are striving for the respect that accompanies a professional or academic credential. The outcome of the learning is less significant than the “getting there.”
You are a conductor. When faced with a complex situation involving many factors, you enjoy managing all of the variables, aligning and realigning them until you are sure you have arranged them in the most productive configuration possible. In your mind there is nothing special about what you are doing. You are simply trying to figure out the best way to get things done. But others, lacking this theme, will be in awe of your ability. “How can you keep so many things in your head at once?” they will ask. “How can you stay so flexible, so willing to shelve well-laid plans in favor of some brand-new configuration that has just occurred to you?” But you cannot imagine behaving in any other way. You are a shining example of effective flexibility, whether you are changing travel schedules at the last minute because a better fare has popped up or mulling over just the right combination of people and resources to accomplish a new project. From the mundane to the complex, you are always looking for the perfect configuration. Of course, you are at your best in dynamic situations. Confronted with the unexpected, some complain that plans devised with such care cannot be changed, while others take refuge in the existing rules or procedures. You don’t do either. Instead, you jump into the confusion, devising new options, hunting for new paths of least resistance, and figuring out new partnerships—because, after all, there might just be a better way.
If you possess a strong Belief theme, you have certain core values that are enduring. These values vary from one person to another, but ordinarily your Belief theme causes you to be family-oriented, altruistic, even spiritual, and to value responsibility and high ethics—both in yourself and others. These core values affect your behavior in many ways. They give your life meaning and satisfaction; in your view, success is more than money and prestige. They provide you with direction, guiding you through the temptations and distractions of life toward a consistent set of priorities. This consistency is the foundation for all your relationships. Your friends call you dependable. “I know where you stand,” they say. Your Belief makes you easy to trust. It also demands that you find work that meshes with your values. Your work must be meaningful; it must matter to you. And guided by your Belief theme it will matter only if it gives you a chance to live out your values.
You look back. You look back because that is where the answers lie. You look back to understand the present. From your vantage point the present is unstable, a confusing clamor of competing voices. It is only by casting your mind back to an earlier time, a time when the plans were being drawn up, that the present regains its stability. The earlier time was a simpler time. It was a time of blueprints. As you look back, you begin to see these blueprints emerge. You realize what the initial intentions were. These blueprints or intentions have since become so embellished that they are almost unrecognizable, but now this Context theme reveals them again. This understanding brings you confidence. No longer disoriented, you make better decisions because you sense the underlying structure. You become a better partner because you understand how your colleagues came to be who they are. And counterintuitively you become wiser about the future because you saw its seeds being sown in the past. Faced with new people and new situations, it will take you a little time to orient yourself, but you must give yourself this time. You must discipline yourself to ask the questions and allow the blueprints to emerge because no matter what the situation, if you haven’t seen the blueprints, you will have less confidence in your decisions.
Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate.
If you’re a bird, be an early bird—
But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
It was coming. He set ready to defend himself, with Syheadren gripped tightly in both hands, and Ky’th still sheathed by his side; he was going to give this hell if it wanted to take him.
Syheadren was glowing a deep red. This was his weapon made for him alone. It was more than a part of him, it was a companion. The sword would only glow red if there was trouble imminent. He waited, seeing the Wall of Darkness coming. He didn’t know what it would do, how to fight it, or if it would ever die.
What he did know what that it would not take him without a fight. It approached with a thunderous silence as if it was swallowing sounds as it moved. I
t was feet away. Anto could feel the coldness, though it was unlike any other cold he had ever encountered. It was as if he was feeling a lack of existence in the air. His stance tightened, he raised Syheadren to strike the black, blank Wall, it looked as though it were solid obsidian, but there was no reflection, as if it were a void.
As the blade entered the mass, it’s steel was enveloped in the mass and yet devoured in the same motion. It was as if light had never existed beyond it. The wall hit his hand, and the pain was that of emptiness he had never felt before. It raced to the rest of his body.
He pulled his had away leaving the blade in the abyss. He turn to run, looking far ahead to see how the terrain could aide his flight. He was fast, no one could ever catch him as a boy, as a recruit he was even faster. So when he look behind him to see the gap and learned that the darkness was still on his heals he was scared.
He pushed, his thighs propelling his body forward ached from the speed, his lungs burned with each gulp of air, but still he pushed, trying to get away form the wall was his only thought. up ahead was a cliff that had been cut by the river that now flowed several hundred feet below. Anto knew the fall might kill him, but he was was certain the wall would.
Anto dug even deeper to speed up just another step, the path began to widen the closer he got to the edge, still sprinting, with out hesitation he planted his right foot on the edge, launched his body skyward and spread his arms out as if he was hoping the Maker would embrace him and pull him to the Heavens and then began to free fall. He spread his legs in and attempt to slow down even just slightly, anything for survival at this point. Half-way down Anto rotated head down with his arms stretched out in front of him, wrists locked hoping that would help.
That is when the wall caught him, the cold emptiness of the void embraced his body, then began to consume him. He could feel every cell being erased from existence. Anto’s mind still told him to fight, even though he could not move anything, he was paralyzed by the darkness.
He opened his mouth to scream, only to find that the Darkness took his breath as. He tried to scream one last time before his whole existence was nothing more than void, and then …
Anto woke up screaming at the camp he had made just out side of the town. His pain was gone though the feelings remained.
It was blacker than black, the same color as the darkest night. I felt like I needed to open my eyes, but they were already open. I couldn’t figure out why the light that had just been filling my vision was gone. I had been standing there in the woods by my home, and then nothing, like the sun, moon, and stars had all been robbed from the firmament.
Just then I was knocked to the ground, not by any force, anything, any person—but by the switch, from the complete absence of light to the total presence of it. Just as fast as it had gone to black, all my vision was white. It didn’t hurt like it does when you flip the light on at 2:00 a.m., but it was disorienting. I still had no clue what was happening; I couldn’t really react, just remember. That’s all I could do: take in what was happening to try to recall it later.
To make it until now, to put all my thoughts into words that I could pass to others.
Then, after realizing I was on the ground of the woods there, I heard a voice. It was clear and pure. It was familiar, but I couldn’t see a face with the words. I felt unease at the voice, thinking I should know it, yet I had never heard it before this moment. It was so familiar. The voice was so pure that I felt broken and unclean to have it grace my ears.
Yet all I could do was listen.
“Colin DinAth, listen; you have been pulled into something, something you may not understand, but that happens around you every day—something that has existed for ages longer then Clan DinAth has existed in this valley. This war raged on even before Gabereal DinAth’s bloodline was forged so many ages ago. The war started when the foundations of this reality were shaped in the thoughts of The Maker.”
I knew the stories the voice was using for reference. Long has my family been in this valley. Gabereal was the first patriarch of Clan DinAth. And I had known the stories of the One True God since I was a child. My faith in Him was stronger now since I had seen His work and His love for His children. So what she (I guess that’s the best way to describe the voice) was telling me was something I might be able to understand, but I really had no idea about what she was about to tell me.
“Colin, long has your family fought alongside me; long have they sought to protect the other peoples of this place, and now, now it is your turn to learn and make a choice. You will be shown everything you need to know to make this choice. If you join me, you will lose much but also gain much. If you choose not to, you will not remember anything of this. Your mind will not recall anything before the darkness overtook you.”
“Well,” I thought, “this will be fun.”