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God Bless The Computer Age
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God Bless The Computer Age |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
And with a single plastic button click, I can end it all for us. Heart of it all forced into technology's massed produced outlet. We can spend years of 24-7 coming to a point only us two admit, & then, boom! Erased by one wrong selection on a monitor at 3 AM. Easy goodbyes, & yet the "ignore" feature makes it easy for us To hope that the fight will continue in person. But as quickly as limitations of 13 ,17, 19 or, wow, 21 inches Can Incorrectly Beguile Meaning, So it is, we can quickly accept or delete the feelings. Does my server have an ability to unsend that which I feel regret? How do I handle it now that it's done and I've had time to think? It takes the fiber optics a minute measure of a second to deliver That which it took me hours to want to not say to you. And so, God bless the computer age! I have my 2.3 GHz processor to thank for so abruptly allowing Me to throw away what I have fought for for over 2 years. Geez! After so little time, this damn machine needs replacing? And yet It can replace you in a matter of a nano-second & then allow you to Use millions of colors in a moment's time to tell me to go to hell. I'd say go figure, but why? Your PC can do it so much faster. Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Yeah the nuclear bit is kinda great. I kinda like that part. If the world exploded it wouldn't suck anymore. No un-employment, or arrogant jerks, hoping and planning and praying for something that you can only glimpse at from a distance, no more cruelty from those that enjoy the sight and feel of ripping someone elses heart in half. But then again if the world exploded there would be no love, happiness, no accomplishing tasks that take years to complete. It says that everything exists that he created, and nothing exists that he didn't create. So yeah computers are awesome. And you're right forget about figuring and let this reusable machine do it. -GIS A trickle of music from a well, |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
What's really cool, Greeny (lol), is that you created the nuclear metaphor...I love it. When I wrote this, it all had to do with fighting with the one I love via the internet... Thus the "with a single plastic button click I can end it all for us" was in regards to sending my heartache and rage towards this other via on-line... All of it was how it's become so easy to type that which is harder to say in person, and perhaps, easier to regret once done and not able to be undone... Never thought of the ramifications of the first few lines from a world perspective instead of my heart's... Thanks for new insight! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Yeah no problem, just a little aggravated at life, thats all. lol. -GIS A trickle of music from a well, |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Wow, I Liked It Alot... Happiness Runs From Me, For I Am It's Enemy, Anyone Who Has It, Is Someone I Envy... |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
No fair! My computer only has 1.06 GHz...  Seriously though, I really enjoyed reading this poem...great write!   ~Alli~ *:.AIM = Alli4000.:* My Journal |
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