Home directory
A home directory is a file system directory on a multi-user operating system containing files for a given user of the system. The specifics of the home directory (such as its name and location) is defined by the operating system involved; for example, Windows systems between 2000 and 2003 keep home directories in a folder called Documents and Settings.
Description
A user's home directory is intended to contain that user's files; including text documents, music, pictures or videos, etc. It may also include their configuration files of preferred settings for any software they have used there and might have tailored to their liking: web browser bookmarks, favorite desktop wallpaper and themes, passwords to any external services accessed via a given software, etc. The user can install executable software in this directory, but it will only be available to users with permission to this directory. The home directory can be organized further with the use of sub-directories.
The content of a user's home directory is protected by file system permissions, and by default is accessible to all authenticated users and administrators. Any other user that has been granted administrator privileges has authority to access any protected location on the filesystem including other users home directories.
Home (Deep Blue Something album)
Home is the second album by alternative rock band Deep Blue Something. It was originally released by RainMaker Records in 1994 and re-released on Interscope in 1995.
Track listing
All songs written by Todd Pipes, except where noted.
B-Sides:
Charts
Personnel
Band Members
Home (Stephanie Mills album)
Home is a studio album by Stephanie Mills. It was released June 26, 1989 on MCA Records.
Track listing
Charts
References
External links
Reaching Home
The ocean wants me, never had to look underwater
Has it been ruled, the never ending current pulls me through
Waiting, waiting, I have been flowing since I was a boy
Swimming, lightning, coming home, I am going home
Wash it all away and I'm strong
These eyes have grown, these eyes have shown
Watching the horizon and hoping for
The clouds to rise above the shore.
The tide rises far above
The sky fades into the sea
The awareness slowly haves her way
As night surely will find me
This calm inside her womb
As the skies are filled with shades of blue
The watchers of time have have foretold
That this life will find it's way back home
Even a man who fights the cold
Fears the depths of his own soul
Under the stars that share as light