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brilliant is the light of the sun
contrasted with soothing moonlight
opening heart lotus slowly
let our heart’s joy grow byte by byte
we wish to see God but know not
truth of our Self beyond space-time
discard each conditioned belief
simply follow love’s bliss beat chime
ceasing thinking begin feeling
the ebb and flow of sensations
mindfully choosing the higher
uplifting our soul’s vibrations
choose the glow of the lustrous moon
for that is what we can imbibe
though it reflects light of the sun
moonlight has in it the same vibe
choose the path that’s strewn with roses
tread mindfully on Mother Earth
doing nothing we will ascend
bubbling with joy in blissful mirth
Me a zombie?
Never!
Just a viral doofus poseur,
Brainiac and hacker on the loose tapping into other genie lamps,
Wireless Stikbot floater skipping ID challenge.
Hurdles that authenticate saliva from a silicone palate.
Trojan horse webber getting kicks from pop up photos and their tick box phasers.
Magic putty slideshows arfe my fix,
Overlapping gotchas in the cryptic mainframe,
zapped on sight.
Cookies nerd obsessive, parasitic nibbler on limitless net feeds,
Humanoid, human void,
vacuum mouse pad tracker ball bane.
Foxy email phisser,
wolf amid the Wiki swathes at random,
memory never full.
Sabouteur who pinpoints rootkit channels,
silently installing gridlock pixels deep freeze.
But I am not a robot,
just some micro chip app monger, macro chip on shoulder and those other parts designed by desktop surgeons,
sideline sci-fi wise guy not so wise,
hi-tech buff illusion in a hall of mirrors dash into the ether.
Me this CoderDojo mass encryption tangle,
blue moon barcode surfer, Janus-faced,
mutant bit part player who has somehow lost his byte!
Written January Twenty First Twenty Twenty
Well here I am in front of my Mac
And it seems to be taunting me
“C'mon big boy, show me your stuff!
Mr. Fancy Pants Poet, let's see!”
“What great stuff have you come up with now
To set the literary world abuzz
Mr. Fancy Pants Poet between you and me
The world's not ready because”
“Your poetic prowess is beyond the norm
Your talents won't be surpassed
Where did your poetic skills emanate from
Were there poets in your family's past”
“C'mon big boy, I'm sitting here waiting
Got much better things to do
Like figuring out the true meaning of life
Or the sum of “two plus two!”
Well here's what I say to you Mr. Mac
Go byte yourself and leave me alone
Creative minds don't have an on/off switch
When I'm ready I'll send you a poem
© Jack Ellison 2013
Shadow Mandrake loon,
mine-mire in your touch of airy witches broom.
Silhouette your herbal remedy,
dramatic flair for the dramatic melody
moon-, child, solar fare
anaerobic night-moves felled for an Angelic messengineer, scowl to tell, red,
gold, green and blue,
from mid-flight of broom, mid-night of craft's huerenics divided by two.
O Holowight,
serenading shadow puppet
gasp of fausteered light.
Where none may sight thee near.
Not truffled or snorkeled or treaserr'
mount either, ether, eter?
In silverstaped ionospheric wish-sprites,
patterning upscale-smirt-poseys,
spells, it all, to stave, clear, a counts,
fanged mouth
of font to one stained beeten so dear, Briar Rose, risen magnetogentic verbosity, account received by oral tear.
Before the dull-ward becomes
worldly tomb,
gate, western declination, malady,
heroine against doom.
Be it leive, being it, as it may be.
Gambit byte scalar, square to table all bets-off the chart-northstarelectricboarding like a pulse czar of spellcraft, theater,
theatrical, truth at the root, noding.
Sylphstream synth choir, dawning, the hour nearer to see, what we can
See.
Yours truly never heard, seen, no lies
particularly when alone
facing my (pushing up daisies) demise,
without pretense nor guise,
he honestly decries
smelled, tasted, nor touched, any size,
and essentially knew nothing besides
ancient fruit grown in Japan
for past 1,000 years as Earth flies
thru space, now more about loquats,
plethora of details to exercise
memory bank, though
this poetaster still tries
to appear learned, no matter
me no expert, I reckon eyes
aforementioned small yellow size
egg-shaped acidic fruit
great breakfast, lunch,
or dinner sup prize
for dessert never knew the evergreen
eastern Asian tree of rose family,
in Thorndale residents
at somber occasions,
or holidays edibly feast
as modus operandi to eulogize.
If ever opportunity
finds agriculturally cocksure
and propensity doth arise to venture
to savor succulent juice of Loquat,
savoir faire mine mean
mien to one epicure
this wordsmith, whatever
his wordsworth as whitman,
he will need to remove lower denture
minor inconvenient truth (er tooth),
where jaws comprise juncture
and/or chop delectable treats
into byte size morsels.
Perhaps before I lay
me down to sleep
forever and a day
launched into death
be not proud, aye
will strive to appease
culinary yen oy vey
searching high and
low unexpectedly axed
about diddly squat (a spot,
pimple, or sty) seated
please and lemme
introduce myself, cuz
thar thou looking
for specific monsignor okay
thy my quest, I wilt thus assay
to indulge me secrete,
and rejoice hip... hip... hooray
if thee will allow any which way,
yours truly to supplicate,
perhaps magic discovery
after I pay obeisance and pray
to Mother Nature
my hunger, she will allay.
If ambition to satiate loquat all naught
please scatter cremated ashes,
upon bed of loquat sought
but ne'er found,
cuz earnestness to secure
coveted desire fraught,
not necessarily in vain if I got
repurposed to commingle,
viz this pauper devoid of haute
cuz thrift stores find me
where clothes get bought.
Inside the sorority house
There is a communication device with a mouse
It is there to study or work
Maybe enjoying some relaxing play saying things like a dork
Going high speed
A lot to read
For a sister in need
Taking an intellectual shower
This Godly power
From a tower
Growing and blooming like a young idealist flower
Sticking together dreams on a wish list
Clenching their fist
Having a label ‘Miss’
Should be obsessed with all this?
Knowledgeable assist
Or go out into the real world
Using all those academic friendly referrals
Come home after a long day
Just to say
Time and energy well spent
Earning money to pay the thousand dollars rent
It all started with a nibble and byte
Wife telling Ben Franklin, “go fly a kite”
Remember if there are online courses
Those social logical sources
Encountered in the a moment thought to be true
During a party where everyone is acting cool
He may escort her home
To sleep alone
Than call on the phone
Unlike the computer chat
Where it can shut down in an eye lash bat
By saying ‘not getting into that’
Even in jest
During a weekend rest
While preparing to ace Monday’s test
It is all about the life’s degree
Always searching for the definition to the word ‘honestly’
Take a hard look when observing the scene
Wanting to be a partner on his team
No need to let out a scream
Love will come
Before the daughter and son
“In Love with an Android”
Do you remember Love?
...before dendrites became slaves
strung up on electron pathways
and hearts were tied in knots
tic tac toe
binary became
the rot we played
on artificial pathways
Android rooting
slid easily
into Jailbreaking
Passwords were captured and swapped ?
You said, “I’m Hot”,
Siri cooed, “Apple, open access, byte”
You whispered, “Was it good for you tonight?”
Siri cooed,
“Baby, you’re so uncool -
I’m in control, let’s progress to Code Blue”
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/AjI2J2SQ528
Björk - All is Full of Love
"“What use was time to those who'd soon achieve Digital Immortality?”
“By far the greatest danger of Artificial Intelligence is that people conclude too early that they understand it.”
“Rooting is the Android equivalent of jailbreaking, a means of unlocking the operating system so you can install unapproved apps, deleted unwanted bloatware, update the OS, replace the firmware, overclock (or underclock) the processor, customize anything and so on. Of course, for the average user, this sounds like -- and can be -- a scary process. After all, "rooting" around in your smartphone's core software might seem like a recipe for disaster. One wrong move and you could end up with bricked handset.”
https://youtu.be/1VWex7z5POk
SIRI FINALLY ANSWERS ULTIMATE Dirty FLIRTING Questions
https://youtu.be/CqaAs_3azSs
LORN - ANVIL
n.b. Remember to close the Pod Bay doors.
gluteus maximus left and right half moon cheek
re: byte size buttock
attached via usb (uniform firm behind) to this freak
with bowel movement incontinence + gas filled gut
evoking contortionist frown stretching to lowest peak
perched upon porcelain goddess where elimination did jut
held captive hostage atop toilet seat for many a week
exertion to expel rock solid turd required utmost effort
to force jammed bowel movement free
inducing excruciating abdominal cramps that really hurt
plus sharp jabbing spasms within high knee
innards rent asunder from obstruction as BB size PELLETS did spurt
from lodged fecal matter refusing to budge from me
caused by severe constipation whereby prayer a waste
delivered only increased sphincter muscle to scream
for rectal relief this mortal man faced
a worse fate than death, he would deem
since demise would allow alimentary misery to cease
versus remaining in this impasse for what might be years
unless perchance some **** lubricant or special grease
would bust loose abominable constriction in arrears
finding me unable to pay rent or renew lease
best prospect of remaining stationary with words to wax
poetic found a glimmer of luck
when a kind wildebeest delivered this message via fax
to help attend male in dire per situation get poop unstuck
with outsize mug of exlax
to help unclog rectal muck
access to get expunged to the max
but once expulsion occurs DO DO PLEASE DUCK!
lids black out and allow me to write
while eyes shut tight
bring back four legged friends sprite
and though many years passed quite
I can remember those precious creatures
who barked at night
howling at inaudible sound or invisible light
casting silhouettes that fight
punctured the air with verbal byte
and now I list long gone
smart pets in alphabetical order – alright?
Baron – substantially German Sheppard
met his demise chasing a car on level road
the advantage overtaken
per vehicle with greater lode
which accidental death
found him buried in an unmarked grave
i.e. underground abode.
Georgie – a combination Boxer and Dalmatian
(with his cropped tail to boot
grew up as my canine brother
an essentially gave up the ghost
from organ failure of one or another.
Lady – this fur certain white German Sheppard
uncertain how, when or what
led to her body to collapse
perhaps while listening to snoop doggy dog raps
found on base near first stair
when rigor mortis set deathly traps.
Ruff – he and his litter mate Teddy
(listed below), an alpha beast o man’s and
woman’s best friend with moments of rage
as applicable to a dog, and seemed
to evince an intelligence like a sage.
Schultz – he apparently vanished in thin air
without a trace, not e’en
a filament of fur like hair
hopefully taken in by another pet lover,
but who knows where.
Shadow – pride of eldest sister,
he succumbed after becoming thermally ill
though diminutive for a black lab,
his absence left a void quite large to fill.
Socrates - dealt with harsh mistreatment
and distemper than tossed out
like trash, mine to sisters,
who nursed him with tender loving care
from his faux paws to a keen snout
which maintained his longevity no doubt.
Teddy – another throw away pet
found at Jacobsburg –
near Easton, Pennsylvania.
one lame leg (damaged
during his puppy hood)
lived til olde age.
my younger sister ( Shari)
brought him and Ruff home,
where their entire life he did stay
inherently evincing intelligence
that happiness found that chance
provided a doting owner this way.
No matter by
Adam and the Ants,
this inquisitive mind
doth wonder why
tis virtually imp
possible to envision
subatomic particles
that jockey and vie,
asper analogous, sans
microscopic solar systems,
which invisible orbitz unify
constituent molecular
entities kept intact
(for some designated
amount of time),
which for simplicity sake, thy
will imagine to freeze
frame, and esse spy
one fleeting instant,
and deem such
ordinarily random
behavior arbitrarily static -
even though unseen vibrant
matter aswirl and dynamic,
perhaps vaguely emulating
(of course, a bajillion times
smaller than a pinhead)
Catcher in the Rye,
or perchance, there
could be at least one
(maybe more) byte size
Matthew Scott Harris try
ying to write
a poem, analogous
to a parallel universe,
(uh huh...sure right -
just play along),
yea, I hear that sigh
anyway, if possible
to zoom and pry
into subatomic webbed
wide world well nigh,
I gently urge
you to visualize,
and make believe
dramatic killing fields
akin, (and/or
ache'n) to My Lai
destroy, (and
frankly zap ping)
potential vitality, thus high
jacking regenerative
cellular capacity
eventually cause
zing carbon based.
i. e. organic life to die.