Showing posts with label technology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label technology. Show all posts

Rule 65


In older times
Engineers had hands-on experience,
Technicians understood how the electronics worked
And what it was supposed to do,
And layout technicians knew too-
But today,
Only the computer knows for sure
And it's not talking.


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this awesome little poem is actually quoted verbatim
 from the admirable NASA's list of 100 rules for its project managers (one edition here)
the aweome circuit is definitely courtsey of GhettoMole


WwwHeN HN is down!


What the HeN!
C-r C-r S-C-r-eam WTF!
Thought 2012 was done! Unbelievable.

"Unplug!"
    Do you hear yourself? See, that's
What it amounts to - for the pathetic spider
In search of a web it's not helping spin.

Despite our decaying memory, we've cached
options though;
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
   http://c.xkcd.com/random/comic
And we can get all emotional and wreck a tantrum with
   http://www.deviantart.com/random
And thus, we forget Saint Graham
As we bask in the alternate glories of our time!


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awesome art-concept by MateuszKawka

Startup

It's not just the code causing much gnashing of teeth,
Friendships do get traded, nature corrupted
And recurring headaches every dinner, and a good
WTFs served over handshakes.

I been walkin man,
It's the hustle they say-
Get rich or die tryin?
Man, fuck that 50 crap!
Tradin thoughtforms ain't no easy trip.

Lawyers, investors, co-founders
They share the same womb anyways-
Their hearts beat to the rhythm of green paper,
And your gray matter better be palatable!

Users, scribes, haters and passersby,
Basically you eat humans for a living too
But on a different savannah though-
The startup turns you into a mean Capital C Canibal.




I'm gonna get this mural out of my skull this one night
I'm gonna move fast and stealthily across this entire land
Am gonna breath all my hunger into this beast
And I'll sit back and watch as an egregore roams the web
Devouring all my foes, and washing down all my woes
It's that time again-
Time to start up once more,
If it's no more a dream, it's morphed into a lucid form
Time to stand up, keyboard in hand, and go own life's cockpit.


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awesome art concept by OlgaKalinovskaya

Computer Programmer

Computer Programmer
Machine Human
Automaton Animal
Artificial Being
Dead Life
Void God

Don't Like Me please, Just come Home


Gather oh fellow prisoners of the great spider,
Listen and don't torment your squeaky mice just yet-
It's not rain, when you can't wait to hear the thunder...

The night I was born still lingers somewhere near that horizon,
But the rain already sounds different on my roof!
I recall that day it rained turkeys at grandma's-
Trust me, it was fun with us sucky little brats embracing her dusty humor!
Everyone I knew did it!
Get sometime and go commune with their distant folk;
Instant didn't matter, and more so spinning little scrolls onto fleeting birds!
If you had to share the gourd or laugh with fellow drunkards, you needn't wear a hoodie!

OK, press FFWD on my cassette
The record says 2013, January 29th;
Bass is the new drum,
And everyone and their dog has a phone in their browser-
Feels like the entire Chinese dynasty lives next door!

Suddenly, everyone hates me!
Everyone attacks my choice of words
Wielding swords of slander inscribed with insignia from Nazi barracks!
I can't draw unicorns in the sand no more-
As everyone comes to the party on 3 horses or more.

So she asks me, "what's with yo dead status?"
I've never updated my virtual self beyond "creating" one,
And none of my folk are my family anymore
Worst of all, I never navigated to nor liked their homes!

There's too much proximity, I can't breathe inside this space no more
And for fear of loosing myself
Am shutting them all out!
All out and even removing their pictures off my prostrate walls.

Oh no! Almost made me draw the Uzi towards that soft tap at my door!
You see, that good ol'farmer across the street still comes over every evening;
We still laugh about scents from his pipe,
And I still love cuddling his little kittens-
140 Characters of Text never gave me this!
And no emoticon ever smiles at me like he does!

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The awesome art from kevinleedrum