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Sunday, February 12, 2012
I Promote Poetry
What would you do? Would you run this all?
If we're on our way to crazy, do we just march on?
Or do we rise up? Cuz you can't keep us down
I feel like I'm missin' inside, but feel I'm destined to rock bells
It's time to stand up- this is my Hell
Just more days of daze inside these wicked realms
We're just explorers of the times- up in the place with flows
Screamin' fuck hard livin' and feelin' like in a hole
You better head for the hills cuz we knock 'em out
Runnin' through these mountains- trust me this is lovely sound
Cuz life isn't nothin' but a death track
Everybody's crazed, lost- when will you accept that?
Too much gloom makes life feel like a blues song
Too many cold days- feel frijid 'till the day we gone
Life's a sad story- I'm just in it for the love
Just here to get heard- Just here to blaze it up
Because really the sky is falling,
We'll soon be the dearly departed,
So really the madness is coming,
And that dead clock has already started
So if nothing more- label this that wake up call
Because until you die no one's dying at all
The problem is there just ain't enough crunk juice
All that hot shit you're really just numb to
There's evil inside- you should trust no one
Do and be more dead- don't matter if you got a gun
So are you a bitch boy- or are you a star for the skies?
Follow your dreams people- you might've failed but you didn't die
Just be keepin' it cool- rearrange them shambles
If you're afraid of La Chupa Cabra, then just light yourself a candle
Nobody cares about curses when you look back at life
Because if you can fight thru it- you can turn tears to light
From dark to day- and from pain to patience
If you look behind your eyes you see lucid illuminations
Hungover from hunger- just provin' 'em wrong
And every day comin' still provin' 'em wrong
Earth's a scream ride- and inside my head it's rare
The more I ask you to ponder it- the more I'll say are you scared?
This world is rough- it's hard to skip to my lou
When I look at what's inside I say this can't be true
Everybody's on crack or a heroin track,
I say get fucked with that- I'm jizzy jak,
And so with this I rap- for you to see,
And I'm out like that- like- Be Why E
Let's see what tomorrow brings...
If we're on our way to crazy, do we just march on?
Or do we rise up? Cuz you can't keep us down
I feel like I'm missin' inside, but feel I'm destined to rock bells
It's time to stand up- this is my Hell
Just more days of daze inside these wicked realms
We're just explorers of the times- up in the place with flows
Screamin' fuck hard livin' and feelin' like in a hole
You better head for the hills cuz we knock 'em out
Runnin' through these mountains- trust me this is lovely sound
Cuz life isn't nothin' but a death track
Everybody's crazed, lost- when will you accept that?
Too much gloom makes life feel like a blues song
Too many cold days- feel frijid 'till the day we gone
Life's a sad story- I'm just in it for the love
Just here to get heard- Just here to blaze it up
Because really the sky is falling,
We'll soon be the dearly departed,
So really the madness is coming,
And that dead clock has already started
So if nothing more- label this that wake up call
Because until you die no one's dying at all
The problem is there just ain't enough crunk juice
All that hot shit you're really just numb to
There's evil inside- you should trust no one
Do and be more dead- don't matter if you got a gun
So are you a bitch boy- or are you a star for the skies?
Follow your dreams people- you might've failed but you didn't die
Just be keepin' it cool- rearrange them shambles
If you're afraid of La Chupa Cabra, then just light yourself a candle
Nobody cares about curses when you look back at life
Because if you can fight thru it- you can turn tears to light
From dark to day- and from pain to patience
If you look behind your eyes you see lucid illuminations
Hungover from hunger- just provin' 'em wrong
And every day comin' still provin' 'em wrong
Earth's a scream ride- and inside my head it's rare
The more I ask you to ponder it- the more I'll say are you scared?
This world is rough- it's hard to skip to my lou
When I look at what's inside I say this can't be true
Everybody's on crack or a heroin track,
I say get fucked with that- I'm jizzy jak,
And so with this I rap- for you to see,
And I'm out like that- like- Be Why E
Let's see what tomorrow brings...
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
You Can't Change The World; Only Your Mind
I'm sitting alone in my bedroom as I have for many years. Never really alone though. Never really. I have friends every where I look. Real friends. That count on me and depend on me to make good decisions. Friends that would take the shirts off there backs if need be. Really.
I've passionately fought against relying on men for work my whole life. Trying my hardest to stay self-reliant no matter what. I've worked my factory jobs. 3 years at CF Gomma under a phony whipped and broken version of a Union. I'm sure a lot of the Union workers know what I'm talking about. Right before they shipped our jobs to Poland and Florida. Jeez... Don't get me started on all that realness!!! My nerves are Fucking Shot Ya'll!!! For real.
There's a reason for that. A real life reason. See after realizing that there's absolutely no reasonable working wage out there for somebody like me. A High School "Drop-Out" or however you'd put it. I decided to play poker. Poker on the Internet even. Like literally thousands of Americans. My simple reasoning went like this.... Hmmm. I like games. I have to make money. There's no opportunity.... Poker is fun!!!!
So. I played... I payed taxes. I made very little money. But I won. And I grinded along. Now make no mistake, poker is a SKILLBASED game. If I have to call my star witness... Code name: 00Sanchez to verify this. He will do that. Them's is jokes of course. But all joking aside... I'm positive about it. I got probably like 30000 games that would prove it. Do the math my friends. You don't just get lucky all the time in the long run. Phuy!
Anyways. Let's just say this whole poker thing. It really affects some of us. It's a Game. Of Skill. Where people voluntarily play each other for their own money. Compare that to a game of luck where people scrape some sort of gray shit off a piece of cardboard to match lemons or some shit... for like 10 bones a pop. "I mean the nerve."
I was proud of it. I still am. Politically... I'm for *** ****. I believe that I should be protected from the infringement of the powers that be on my personal choice. On the way of life that I choose to pursue. Every other "free society" in the world can log on to their computers and play a game of cards. And here we are. The freeeeessstt and I can't play poker.
Hell... I don't even feel like I can express an opinion anymore. People don't want to reason. People don't want to care. It's boring out there. Just a Call of Duty here. An Unemployment there. Workin hard or hardly workin? Things are rough for me. But worse, things are rough for everybody. Everything is.... Business as usual I guess. I wonder if I'm really the only one that thinks this?
I don't watch T.V. much at all. Like really.... next to nil. But when I do see it these days... It's like... What THE FUNK!!! It is literally a side show of paid actors and talking heads people. You have got to realize that there is real life out there. Things won't change until we change. Til we are allowed to prosper once again. Til we are allowed the freedom to pursue our happiness. To the 4 people reading this. And whoever else. Just change your minds. That's all. What do you want to leave for our future? I suppose we'll leave some songs. We still dream. I still hope for the restoration of ideas.
Never been more real for me,
John Quest
I've passionately fought against relying on men for work my whole life. Trying my hardest to stay self-reliant no matter what. I've worked my factory jobs. 3 years at CF Gomma under a phony whipped and broken version of a Union. I'm sure a lot of the Union workers know what I'm talking about. Right before they shipped our jobs to Poland and Florida. Jeez... Don't get me started on all that realness!!! My nerves are Fucking Shot Ya'll!!! For real.
There's a reason for that. A real life reason. See after realizing that there's absolutely no reasonable working wage out there for somebody like me. A High School "Drop-Out" or however you'd put it. I decided to play poker. Poker on the Internet even. Like literally thousands of Americans. My simple reasoning went like this.... Hmmm. I like games. I have to make money. There's no opportunity.... Poker is fun!!!!
So. I played... I payed taxes. I made very little money. But I won. And I grinded along. Now make no mistake, poker is a SKILLBASED game. If I have to call my star witness... Code name: 00Sanchez to verify this. He will do that. Them's is jokes of course. But all joking aside... I'm positive about it. I got probably like 30000 games that would prove it. Do the math my friends. You don't just get lucky all the time in the long run. Phuy!
Anyways. Let's just say this whole poker thing. It really affects some of us. It's a Game. Of Skill. Where people voluntarily play each other for their own money. Compare that to a game of luck where people scrape some sort of gray shit off a piece of cardboard to match lemons or some shit... for like 10 bones a pop. "I mean the nerve."
I was proud of it. I still am. Politically... I'm for *** ****. I believe that I should be protected from the infringement of the powers that be on my personal choice. On the way of life that I choose to pursue. Every other "free society" in the world can log on to their computers and play a game of cards. And here we are. The freeeeessstt and I can't play poker.
Hell... I don't even feel like I can express an opinion anymore. People don't want to reason. People don't want to care. It's boring out there. Just a Call of Duty here. An Unemployment there. Workin hard or hardly workin? Things are rough for me. But worse, things are rough for everybody. Everything is.... Business as usual I guess. I wonder if I'm really the only one that thinks this?
I don't watch T.V. much at all. Like really.... next to nil. But when I do see it these days... It's like... What THE FUNK!!! It is literally a side show of paid actors and talking heads people. You have got to realize that there is real life out there. Things won't change until we change. Til we are allowed to prosper once again. Til we are allowed the freedom to pursue our happiness. To the 4 people reading this. And whoever else. Just change your minds. That's all. What do you want to leave for our future? I suppose we'll leave some songs. We still dream. I still hope for the restoration of ideas.
Never been more real for me,
John Quest
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Pretend It's Not Real
It's been a minute since I've had a minute. It's been a minute since my mind could slow down and actually think. I'm just about sick of the shit that goes on around me everyday. I'm just about sick of peoples opinions on things being so predictable. I'm about sick of the hoops put in place for you and I to jump through on a daily. I'm just about sick of our rights being infringed on. I'm about sick of the fear that is constantly pumped through us on a daily.
Bin Laden. Laughable. What in the Uncle Sam hell does he have to do with anything around this country really? Other than causing severe panic and instability which is what he wanted in the first place. Fucking 10 years later and they are still using this piece of shit as diversion. I've got news for ya. Our problems here start and stop in Washington D.C. with our Federal Government and the Banking Cartels that fund it.
I have given up on politics before. I never believed you could do anything about it. I still don't really believe that you can. Every person that stands up to try and do something is eventually demonized and destroyed. Or just flat out killed. I do know this though. You can change. You can.
You might not be able to do anything about the Dept. of Education setting our curriculum for the last 40 years. You might not be able to convince some college kid that even their school is probably a Federal set curriculum and they are not nearly as smart as they thought. You won't be able to talk your video game addicts into understanding that most war type games are propaganda tools. You won't be able to convince a television enthusiast that Jon Stewart is just as bad as Rush Limbaugh. Or that Michael Moore is as much of a tool as Ann Coulter. Or that Alex Jones plays the exact roll of Glen Beck. Republicans are the same as Democrats.
Do you see the theme here? They are all the same. Surprise. One side appeases you. The other appeases people like you with slightly different social views. IT IS NOT REAL!!!! If it's on T.V. at all... It isn't real. They wouldn't show you a damn thing that's actually true. Because TRUTH would invoke change. People know it when they hear it. They hate it, but they know it. Once the fires of knowledge start burning they are hard to stop. So long as you stick with surface issues that divide and conquer our ideas we will have a hard time moving forward.
Race, Religion, Sexual Preference, even Abortion... All minor in comparison to the real problems we as a people face. Where's the common ground? What about the fact that we are all being robbed through tax legislation? What about the huge increase in food prices? What about 5 perpetual wars that our friends and family have to fight and fund? Where's the job growth? What about being a service country instead of one that produces? What about the Baby Boomers all retiring and people like me will never see our Social Security? What about the awesome purchasing power of your dollar going down down down?
Does anybody care about anything substantial? Probably not. Now... get your ass back to work wage slave. The middle class is now the working poor and getting more poor everyday. Most don't even realize the imminence of the crisis. Or they do and they are afraid to say anything about it. But... I'm probably just a kook. "You're going to get used to wearing them chains after awhile Luke. Don't you never stop listening to them clinking."
I think I'm going to go to Florida and rap with Micah for awhile.
I still hold on to hope.
John Quest
P.S. Drawn Out For You!!! For the visually active.
Bin Laden. Laughable. What in the Uncle Sam hell does he have to do with anything around this country really? Other than causing severe panic and instability which is what he wanted in the first place. Fucking 10 years later and they are still using this piece of shit as diversion. I've got news for ya. Our problems here start and stop in Washington D.C. with our Federal Government and the Banking Cartels that fund it.
I have given up on politics before. I never believed you could do anything about it. I still don't really believe that you can. Every person that stands up to try and do something is eventually demonized and destroyed. Or just flat out killed. I do know this though. You can change. You can.
You might not be able to do anything about the Dept. of Education setting our curriculum for the last 40 years. You might not be able to convince some college kid that even their school is probably a Federal set curriculum and they are not nearly as smart as they thought. You won't be able to talk your video game addicts into understanding that most war type games are propaganda tools. You won't be able to convince a television enthusiast that Jon Stewart is just as bad as Rush Limbaugh. Or that Michael Moore is as much of a tool as Ann Coulter. Or that Alex Jones plays the exact roll of Glen Beck. Republicans are the same as Democrats.
Do you see the theme here? They are all the same. Surprise. One side appeases you. The other appeases people like you with slightly different social views. IT IS NOT REAL!!!! If it's on T.V. at all... It isn't real. They wouldn't show you a damn thing that's actually true. Because TRUTH would invoke change. People know it when they hear it. They hate it, but they know it. Once the fires of knowledge start burning they are hard to stop. So long as you stick with surface issues that divide and conquer our ideas we will have a hard time moving forward.
Race, Religion, Sexual Preference, even Abortion... All minor in comparison to the real problems we as a people face. Where's the common ground? What about the fact that we are all being robbed through tax legislation? What about the huge increase in food prices? What about 5 perpetual wars that our friends and family have to fight and fund? Where's the job growth? What about being a service country instead of one that produces? What about the Baby Boomers all retiring and people like me will never see our Social Security? What about the awesome purchasing power of your dollar going down down down?
Does anybody care about anything substantial? Probably not. Now... get your ass back to work wage slave. The middle class is now the working poor and getting more poor everyday. Most don't even realize the imminence of the crisis. Or they do and they are afraid to say anything about it. But... I'm probably just a kook. "You're going to get used to wearing them chains after awhile Luke. Don't you never stop listening to them clinking."
I think I'm going to go to Florida and rap with Micah for awhile.
I still hold on to hope.
John Quest
P.S. Drawn Out For You!!! For the visually active.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Didn't go to church, but I heard Pastor Troy
crac kajak
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Kings Full of Jaks
I am appalled. I speak now from a state of somewhat shock. I feel gross. I have the perspective of a high school drop out. Really. I'm not proud of that at all. It has over the years filled me with great shame. Which I see that is the point now. Guilt your fellow man. Guilt him and shame him if he is different. It works. It really does.
So we all can now wear masks. Masks put on me by you and you by me. Do you feel free from the judgement of your neighbor? Are you free of all judgement except that of God like the collective claim? Or do you keep quiet? Constantly wearing the mask I put upon you. Fearing a mans judgement is worthless. Fearing a gods judgement? Is that worthless? How about your own judgement? The judgement of your own self. Is that worthless? I guess I only wonder where we hold our own value? High or Low. What are the standards coming to in this crazy mess of a world?
The more that I open my eyes to become aware of my surroundings the more I'm filled with surprise. Surprise at the sheer manipulation of my way of life. Surprise at the status quo's acceptance of lack luster mediocrity at all facets of human life. I mean look at your media friends. Look what they are serving you these days. You've accepted a false notion that these people that dictate your talking points are worthy of your trust in all things. I don't think that it's a left or right argument anymore.
Our media has been bought out. The television programming that you see is not genuine nor authentic. It is a literal propaganda giant. It is very close to insulting my High School drop out intelligence. This is why I don't watch T.V. I do admit.. I do entertain myself with music and the Internet. I just refuse to sit and watch a salesman in the middle of my room sale me cars, candy, cell phones, and worst of all... IDEAS. They will not sale me ideas. Why would I allow that? We have the Internet now so I'd much rather get my news and knowledge from where I consider a trusted source.
So again with the guilt. I feel it coming from you. Coming from your judgement of me. Today there was a very bold move by our officials to ban online-poker. Essentially taking away my right to play a game of voluntary skill. A game that every man is spending his own hard earned money to play. See the money that man spends to play a recreational voluntary card game is HIS money. Now we are essentially claiming that a citizen with rights, doesn't have the right to spend his own money on what he would like to spend it on?
Makes complete sense to me.... until I start thinking about the $50 lottery tickets these same people advertise. Lottery is really a gamble. Really, the odds are on the house. Where as with poker everybody is playing other players who are paying a rake to a business to facilitate the game... A game of skill... Voluntarily.
So what's next for me? Well, I suppose it'll be the temporary slave temp service.... where I can work for 3 months and get laid off just before benefits come in. But wait, I'm a high school drop out. No degree. Oh yeah... There's the guilt again. Maybe I'll go back and just get my diploma. Then head to college for my higher education. You only have to go in debt 80 or 90 thousand to get a decent starting wage. Well.. I could play poker... whooops.. Sorry John. That's illegal too now. There's the guilt again.
Paint me into the criminal you want. But you don't have to, your leaders will do that for you. Your Gods. Your little celebs. Your little corporate whore slaves. John Stewart and Stephen Colbert will appease you on the left. Rush and O'Reilly on the right. You'll play the roles that they cast you in. You are the show now. You are the circus. Oprah will tell whoever watches her what to think. Then you'll listen to your little whore rap music. The new propaganda with a beat style shit. Maybe play some video games. Garbage. It's accepted everyday. Unbelievable. I mean really... you think it's good for your kids to even see half the shit they got out there now. Tell me Justin Bieber isn't real. Tell me that our standards haven't dropped that low.
If it's a piece of shit... Then call it a piece of shit. Come back to reality. Don't let people insult your intelligence with rediculousness anymore. You are just people man. Common Sense has been replaced by NON Sense. For real. We are human beings. With a conscience. With a brain. We can solve problems. We can figure out what's real and what's not just by looking a bit beneath the surface of any matter.
I sat in my home and taught myself how to play a card game. No coach. Just books and videos. I've been chewed up by public schools. I've been chewed up by Unions, chewed up by factory work, as a last result I went to online poker to try and grind out just a meager living of my own. Now it seems that I've been chewed up by the work of Tyrants once again.
At least I always have music.
John Quest
So we all can now wear masks. Masks put on me by you and you by me. Do you feel free from the judgement of your neighbor? Are you free of all judgement except that of God like the collective claim? Or do you keep quiet? Constantly wearing the mask I put upon you. Fearing a mans judgement is worthless. Fearing a gods judgement? Is that worthless? How about your own judgement? The judgement of your own self. Is that worthless? I guess I only wonder where we hold our own value? High or Low. What are the standards coming to in this crazy mess of a world?
The more that I open my eyes to become aware of my surroundings the more I'm filled with surprise. Surprise at the sheer manipulation of my way of life. Surprise at the status quo's acceptance of lack luster mediocrity at all facets of human life. I mean look at your media friends. Look what they are serving you these days. You've accepted a false notion that these people that dictate your talking points are worthy of your trust in all things. I don't think that it's a left or right argument anymore.
Our media has been bought out. The television programming that you see is not genuine nor authentic. It is a literal propaganda giant. It is very close to insulting my High School drop out intelligence. This is why I don't watch T.V. I do admit.. I do entertain myself with music and the Internet. I just refuse to sit and watch a salesman in the middle of my room sale me cars, candy, cell phones, and worst of all... IDEAS. They will not sale me ideas. Why would I allow that? We have the Internet now so I'd much rather get my news and knowledge from where I consider a trusted source.
So again with the guilt. I feel it coming from you. Coming from your judgement of me. Today there was a very bold move by our officials to ban online-poker. Essentially taking away my right to play a game of voluntary skill. A game that every man is spending his own hard earned money to play. See the money that man spends to play a recreational voluntary card game is HIS money. Now we are essentially claiming that a citizen with rights, doesn't have the right to spend his own money on what he would like to spend it on?
Makes complete sense to me.... until I start thinking about the $50 lottery tickets these same people advertise. Lottery is really a gamble. Really, the odds are on the house. Where as with poker everybody is playing other players who are paying a rake to a business to facilitate the game... A game of skill... Voluntarily.
So what's next for me? Well, I suppose it'll be the temporary slave temp service.... where I can work for 3 months and get laid off just before benefits come in. But wait, I'm a high school drop out. No degree. Oh yeah... There's the guilt again. Maybe I'll go back and just get my diploma. Then head to college for my higher education. You only have to go in debt 80 or 90 thousand to get a decent starting wage. Well.. I could play poker... whooops.. Sorry John. That's illegal too now. There's the guilt again.
Paint me into the criminal you want. But you don't have to, your leaders will do that for you. Your Gods. Your little celebs. Your little corporate whore slaves. John Stewart and Stephen Colbert will appease you on the left. Rush and O'Reilly on the right. You'll play the roles that they cast you in. You are the show now. You are the circus. Oprah will tell whoever watches her what to think. Then you'll listen to your little whore rap music. The new propaganda with a beat style shit. Maybe play some video games. Garbage. It's accepted everyday. Unbelievable. I mean really... you think it's good for your kids to even see half the shit they got out there now. Tell me Justin Bieber isn't real. Tell me that our standards haven't dropped that low.
If it's a piece of shit... Then call it a piece of shit. Come back to reality. Don't let people insult your intelligence with rediculousness anymore. You are just people man. Common Sense has been replaced by NON Sense. For real. We are human beings. With a conscience. With a brain. We can solve problems. We can figure out what's real and what's not just by looking a bit beneath the surface of any matter.
I sat in my home and taught myself how to play a card game. No coach. Just books and videos. I've been chewed up by public schools. I've been chewed up by Unions, chewed up by factory work, as a last result I went to online poker to try and grind out just a meager living of my own. Now it seems that I've been chewed up by the work of Tyrants once again.
At least I always have music.
John Quest
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Full of Tilt
I watch like a hawk. I watch my opponents every move. I wait for weakness. I wait for the chance to exploit them. To exploit their lack of knowledge. I lull them to sleep with passivity. I wait til it's time to play big pots. Then I lean. I lean on them. Leverage them with every single oppurtunity. I don't gamble... I consider gambling a fools proposition. I'm not willing to risk it all on nothing. No, I don't gamble... I watch and I prepare. I educate myself to stay ahead of the learning curve. I have no coach... I make it up as I go along. Learning from smarter and wiser players then myself. Taking their arguments into consideration and seeing where it fits into my game. If I understand a new concept enough then I apply it. Forever learning and expanding on an already solid fundamental game.
I don't ignore the fundamentals though. We sometimes forget to go back over them. We lose our patience. Go on tilt. Play with emotion rather than with solid logic. You're done when that happens. DONE! The minute logic and common sense go out the window and you are all emotion... You are done.
Tilt is a funny thing too. It works both ways. It's like manic depressive. You can be running like a god causing you to play with only a positive emotion. That's a good tilt. It's like you can do no wrong... In the zone. Then you get lazy and sloppy. Gamble on a few draws where the odds aren't so great. You may hit.. You are running like a god right? But you went against logic and called out of emotion. That is still tilt. I'm too good type of tilt.
Grandma taught me a few things in my time. 1. Nobody's too big for an ass whippin. Poker is the same way. You better be on it. If you aren't somebody will be. Watch and take notes. Take a look around the table. See who's playing this game. Sharks are circling. They will eat you alive. Unless you can identify them quickly and adjust to their game.
Adjust your game my friends. The sharks are circling. They want your monies. If they play the game with wisdom... They will get it. All of it. Be aware, be wise, and adjust your game.
Done for now,
John Quest
I don't ignore the fundamentals though. We sometimes forget to go back over them. We lose our patience. Go on tilt. Play with emotion rather than with solid logic. You're done when that happens. DONE! The minute logic and common sense go out the window and you are all emotion... You are done.
Tilt is a funny thing too. It works both ways. It's like manic depressive. You can be running like a god causing you to play with only a positive emotion. That's a good tilt. It's like you can do no wrong... In the zone. Then you get lazy and sloppy. Gamble on a few draws where the odds aren't so great. You may hit.. You are running like a god right? But you went against logic and called out of emotion. That is still tilt. I'm too good type of tilt.
Grandma taught me a few things in my time. 1. Nobody's too big for an ass whippin. Poker is the same way. You better be on it. If you aren't somebody will be. Watch and take notes. Take a look around the table. See who's playing this game. Sharks are circling. They will eat you alive. Unless you can identify them quickly and adjust to their game.
Adjust your game my friends. The sharks are circling. They want your monies. If they play the game with wisdom... They will get it. All of it. Be aware, be wise, and adjust your game.
Done for now,
John Quest
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