Speex is an audio compression format designed for speech and also a free software speech codec that may be used on VoIP applications and podcasts. It is based on the CELP speech coding algorithm. Speex claims to be free of any patent restrictions and is licensed under the revised (3-clause) BSD license. It may be used with the Ogg container format or directly transmitted over UDP/RTP.
The Speex designers see their project as complementary to the Vorbis general-purpose audio compression project.
Speex is a lossy format, meaning quality is permanently degraded to reduce file size.
The Speex project was created on February 13, 2002. The first development versions of Speex were released under LGPL license, but as of version 1.0 beta 1, Speex is released under Xiph's version of the (revised) BSD license. Speex 1.0 was announced on March 24, 2003, after a year of development. The last stable version of Speex encoder and decoder is 1.1.12.
Xiph.Org now considers Speex obsolete; its successor is the more modern Opus codec, which surpasses its performance in all areas.
The Mossberg 930 is a 12-gauge semi-automatic shotgun designed by O.F. Mossberg & Sons.
The Mossberg 930 is one of the most popular automatic shotguns, used by hunters and skeet-shooters often.
The Mossberg 930 is gas operated, which means that some of the hot gases from the burning gunpowder are used to push a piston that operates the action, ejecting the spent hull and chambering a fresh shell. This gas action reduces the recoil felt by the shooter. Like other Mossberg shotguns, this shotgun has an ambidextrous safety that is located on the rear of the receiver. The Mossberg 930 takes 2¾" or 3" shells and can be accessorized with shell catchers, Picatinny rails, special muzzle brakes for door breaching, etc.
SPX can refer to:
words: Marco Roelofs
Intense aggressions, I'm burning inside
Want to speak out my emotions, end up my fight
I know I can't put them away any longer
My sense says no but my emotions are stronger
(CHORUS)
Why am I Who am I I will try, what I try
You will die, just as I
Why am I
An explosion of my pent up rage
Have to release it, I need disengage
My days are black, cold and all the same
Everything is wrong but who is to blame
Hate, pain, destruction is all I see
Too many things with which I don't agree
I could turn my head off and look the other way
I wish I could but that's not the real me
Questions, questions but never get an answer. Who am I, why
do I have to die, does life make any sense etc.