My device
I have created a repository of knowledge of nature and life within myself.
In order to realize the good and strong transfer and production of all the accumulated knowledge...
And to propagate it from the device...
I started using it in the celestial field.
The power of the gods was in the power of this device.
He was showing the spread of the feeling of love with his gases.
I wanted it to slowly carry production and life into infinity with its endless creativity power.
However, after using my device too much, they did not want it and my device was destroyed.
A Computer an
Electric Multi-purpose
Device with answers
I offen soffen neether content nor intent,
eether explicit or implicit about
devices to rearrange things in
the Care-ah-beein Sea or
pahkin karz at Hahvad
in Bostin.
Cell Site catcher is an invasive surveillance device.It can intercept the contents of mobile communications text messages,email and voice calls and decrypt some types of this mobile communication and some are suspected to be capable of delivering malicious spyware to personal devices.By making a copy of someone's SIM card hackers can see all their text messages send their own and listen in on their calls this means they may be able to get your information through a phone call you think is private.You can be spied upon through the camera of your smartphone.Your smart TV's built-in camera and microphone originally included for voice and facial recognition features can be accessed by hackers and used to spy on you..
Couplet
Kaisa parda kaisi bay pardagi,,
Sain Kuch farq na raha Baqi..
From the first filling nascent puff
love’s breath buoyed a ring, filial…
Onward floating where the hearts go
and hands cling during a stormy sea ~
To lift the sinking 'n offer benevolent
anodyne alms easing terrors of aqua
threatening to drown in bereavement ...
Inflated again, waits for a tsunami
on which to ride to placid scenario…
New waves toss and turn till benign ~
Deflated many times when pierced,
ended ties that stabbed once/twice…
Voyaging closely, my true two of luv…
In their re-inflating exhales, have I
come afloat again to remain kinetic
evermore, as their floatation device ~
(8/21/2022 - For 'The Meaning of Love' Contest)
We will never use mobile phone and other screen
While in car, family, meal, and homework routine.
Egoism,
This potentially explosive device
That unobserved is lurking on
The foundations of every relationship
Could easily go off at every given moment
Because
It may be triggered by:
A misused word
A misunderstanding
A disrespectful remark
An ironic look
Or
Even an inappropriate gesture
And by doing so
Is capable to bring down the edifice of love
That
So painstakingly is built,
Throughout the years by the participants,
Would be wise to be disarmed by both parties
Before
It explodes and chatters all dreams and
Aspirations
Of
The hearts and souls involved
Leaving
Behind only the ruins of their
Promised bliss!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
06 March 2021
Stop key-stroking me!
I need voices, faces and real company.
People gave up warmth and speech.
A psychological and emotional breach.
This began way before Covid!
We make only key strokes, hardly the sweet sound of katydids.
Call people...they do die, you know?
And are gone forever, melted, disappeared, as winter's snow,
1-4-2021
2:45pm PST
Love's always been the joy of my life
Can't live without it, will take it to my afterlife
Find a sweetie up there
A stunner, my love to share
Maybe Marilyn will greet me and touch my device
Trapped in a world that changes too slowly..
Unworthy, unloved, unprecious, unholy.
The mist of the glass still clouding the view
Of ourselves; a twisted reflection of beauty askew.
So what is this image in the blue light glare?
Are we servant or master?
How much of the truth is there?
We think we're looking outwards..
but really looking in..
Too round, too tall, too old, too thin.
Put down the A.I. and lift up your eyes..
To the trees, to the meadow, to the majesty of skies.
And when we do that, something 'new' will appear
As the melting introspection unlocks trapped fear.
The heart knows it's place.
The freedom-bird it's song.
And we're back in the garden..
Where we were all along.
To assess knowledge in me
That My mom installed
Not devise found at all
Even in small installments to repay
She is that old
I found a bargain at the smart-phone store
Let out a cry; felt I'd won the war
I took it home, where it soon broke down
My smile was gone, replaced by a frown
I took it back, and showed the clerk
He told me that he couldn't help
Items 'On Sale' -- no returns or exchanges
So, I said I'll write a review on 'Yelp' …
The clerk changed his tune, and in a flash
I had a new device, with a deep price slash
Thanked him profusely and went on my way
Booted it up ~ it burned and crashed
T-ail of the Cheetah
D-irects the young cubs to chase,
D-oing many moves.
Topic: Birthday of Tito D. Dagan (March 17)
Form: Haikustic
One is nearly two hands wide
The other's rather long and thin
The first is somewhat limiting
The second, variety's built-in
One if often black or gray
The other's a rainbow of color
Yet both do get their point across
One way or the other
The first just asks a finger's touch
The second you get to steer so much
The first gets sloppier as you gain speed
The second'll go as fast as you need
Your pen or a keyboard: Which is better
It depends. Are you drawing pictures
~ or making letters
Love's always been the total joy of my life
Can't live without it, gonna take it to my afterlife
Find a sweetie up there
A stunner, my love to share
Maybe Marilyn will greet me and touch my device
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