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My thoughts

  • Addendum

    An addendum is something added to a document, book, or agreement, such as an extra section, note, or piece of information. It is usually placed at the end of the main text.

  • The Mandalorian and Grogu

    The Mandalorian and Grogu

    A funny, adventurous, heartfelt movie with fantastic music

    جدی به این فیلم نیاز داشتم :) یک فیلم فان، پرانرژی و احساسی بود و کاملا مخاطب رو به خودش جذب می‌کنه و هیچ قسمتی ازش خسته کننده نیست. داستان فیلم در دنیای استاروارز رخ میده، و یک ماجراجویی رو دنبال می‌کنیم. دین جارین (مندو) و بی‌بی یودا (گروگو) شغل Bounty Hunting رو در پیش گرفتن ولی ایندفعه برای New Republic کار می‌کنن.

    بر خلاف بقیه فیلم ها و سریال ها، این فیلم Lore استاروارز رو چندان گسترش نمی‌ده و فقط تمرکز فیلم روی مندو و گروگو هستش. در این ماجراجویی، تعدادی از شخصیت های سریال Rebels هم هستن و همچنین مارتین اسکورسیزی در نقش یک آشپز :)

    داستان فیلم هم از جایی جذاب میشه که شخصیت Rotta the Hutt—پسر Jubba the Hutt—معرفی میشه و برخلاف چیزی که تصورم داشتم خیلی خوب شخصیت پردازی شده بود و برای مخاطب جالب بود.

    جلوه های ویژه که شاهکار بود طبق معمول و از ILM1 انتظار دیگری هم نمی‌رفت.

    ولی بهترین شخصیت این فیلم—به نظر خودم—کسی نیست جز آهنگ ساز فیلم، Ludwig Göransson. موسیقی متن فیلم، روح بعضی از سکانس ها بود، به ویژه 20-دقیقه سکانس صامت گروگو-مندو و یا کل sequence مبارزه Rotta. واقعا لودویگ نابغه است در زمینه موسیقی، اکثر کمپوزر ها از ساز های متعارف و به سبک جان ویلیامز استفاده می‌کردن برای موسیقی متن دنیای استاروارز، ولی در سریال ها و فیلم مندلورین انواع ساز ها و حتی سبک ها رو شنیدیم. عجیب ترین (و خفن ترین) سبکی که لودویگ استفاده کرد، قسمت 8 فصل 2 سریال بود که یک تم ترسناک برای Dark Troopers ساخته بود و سبک آهنگ هم dubstep بود :)

    Salute to Ludwig and ILM

    Kudos to Ludwig and ILM

    1. Industrial Light & Magic ↩︎

  • PHP2SHELL

    دو آسیب‌پذیری امنیتی در PHP گزارش شده1 که می‌تونن باعث اجرای کد از راه دور (RCE) و افشای اطلاعات حساس بشن.

    اگه از PHP استفاده می‌کنید، نسخه‌ش رو بررسی کنید و در اولین فرصت به نسخه جدید (دارای پچ امنیتی) آپدیت کنید.

    1. PHP2Shell: AI uncovers critical RCE vulnerabilities affecting 70% of the Internet ↩︎

  • Anglicism

    An anglicism refers to a word, phrase, or cultural element borrowed from or associated with the English language or British/American culture

  • Ring a Ring o’ Roses

    Ring a Ring o’ Roses

    Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
    A pocket full of posies.
    A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
    We all fall down!

    This rhyme, is a famous nursery rhyme from over a century ago, and parents sang it to their children. Although it is not certain when it was made, some scholars say it was made at the end of the 19th century or the beginning of the 20th century.

    I didn’t know about this rhyme until recently, when I was listening to Roses by CHVRCHES, and I was thinking—extensively—on what does it mean?!!

    Then I searched for it and read about it. Despite its origin being unknown and the story being a myth, some say it might have originated during the Great Plague, when doctors used “posies”, herbs, and flowers to keep themselves safe from the plague, and people “a-tishoo”ed (sneezed), fell down, and lost their lives :(

    Well, the myth really clicks when you compare parts of the rhyme with the actual events of the Great Plague. But according to Stephen Winick’s post on this rhyme, there is no direct evidence that it is related to the Great Plague, especially since there is a 200-year gap between the plague and the rhyme.

    And those who know me might know how my mind works :) It’s a linked network of thoughts, memories, and echoes, each tagged with key elements. The phrase “pocket full of posies” felt so familiar that it linked itself in my mind to a song I used to listen to a lot a while back: Ashes by Stellar.

  • fork in the road

    a place where a road divides into two parts that go in different directions

  • umpteenth

    latest or last in an indefinitely numerous series

  • Life’s Theme

    Life’s Theme

    See the sun set,
    The day is ending
    Let that yawn out,
    There’s no pretending

    I will hold you,
    And protect you
    So, let love warm you
    ’til the morning

    I’ll stay, with you
    By your side
    Close your tired eyes
    I’ll wait, and soon
    I’ll see your smile
    In our dream

    And I, won’t wake before you go
    And I, still hear your heart beat

    Feel the wind rise,
    A dawn we’re bound to
    Watch that star die,
    Eons without you

    I’ll stay, with you
    In your mind
    Every single day
    I’ll wait, and soon,
    We’re stranded on the beach
    In our dream

    We part, too soon
    But in our lies
    There’s a truth to find
    The end, is new
    A tomorrow we must reach for
    To be heard

    See the sun set
    The day is ending
    Let your heart sigh
    See the sun set
    See the sun set

    Though I, can’t stay with you
    Oh I, won’t stray away from the truth
    I, remember your warmth (I still remember)
    And I’m, still learning to love anew
    And I, woho-oh-oooh

    See the sun set
    The day is ending

  • My blog got compromised!

    My blog got compromised!

    Apparently, about two months ago, my blog got hacked (without me noticing) and infected with malicious code injected into the functions.php file of the twentytwentyfive theme. A block of base64-encoded PHP was being re-saved to my blog every time it got deleted, and through that code, the attackers managed to install malicious plugins and create two admin users :(

    Luckily, since my blog runs in a Docker container, they couldn’t reach the OS level. But those plugins and admin users have been sitting there for over two months. I’ve since moved to a completely new server and tightened things up—disabling certain PHP functions (exec, shell_exec, etc.), restricting curl_exec at the network layer to only allow *.wordpress.org, and disabling file_get_contents via php.ini.

    Still, this really shows how vulnerable WordPress is!

  • Histoires Parallèles

    Histoires Parallèles

    The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began.
    — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

    Perhaps every life is made of parallel stories, the one we live and the countless ones that remain somewhere beyond it, shaped by roads not taken, words left unsaid, and moments that might have changed everything.

    Sometimes two paths run beside each other for a while, close enough to seem destined to meet, before quietly drifting apart. Somewhere, perhaps, another version of the story continues differently, arriving at a place this one never could.

    We are never given those pages, only the one unfolding beneath our feet. So we carry what remains of the stories that mattered, even when they leave an invisible weight behind, and let the unwritten ones return to whatever distance they came from.

    The road goes on, and perhaps that is the only ending we are ever promised. Yet roads have a strange way of turning, crossing, and finding their way back to places we thought we had left behind. Perhaps, somewhere beyond the horizon, the road we once longed for is still waiting. And perhaps, when the roads have wandered far enough, some paths find their way back to where they were always meant to meet.