From burton@ses.com Tue Apr 14 10:42:32 1998
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 08:01:21 -0500
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Subject: [FW: Computer Haiku]

Every so often
Someone forwards a few lines
That you might enjoy.  <selah>


> > Subject:        Computer Haiku
> >
> > IMAGINE IF INSTEAD OF CRYPTIC, GEEKY TEXT STRINGS,
> > YOUR COMPUTER PRODUCED ERROR MESSAGES IN HAIKU...
> >
> > A file that big?
> >
> > It might be very useful.
> >
> > But now it is gone.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > The Web site you seek
> >
> > cannot be located but
> >
> > endless others exist
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Chaos reigns within.
> >
> > Reflect, repent, and reboot.
> >
> > Order shall return.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > ABORTED effort:
> >
> > Close all that you have.
> >
> > You ask way too much.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > First snow, then silence.
> >
> > This thousand dollar screen dies
> >
> > so beautifully.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > With searching comes loss
> >
> > and the presence of absence:
> >
> > "My Novel" not found.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > The Tao that is seen
> >
> > Is not the true Tao, until
> >
> > You bring fresh toner.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Windows NT crashed.
> >
> > I am the Blue Screen of Death.
> >
> > No one hears your screams.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Stay the patient course
> >
> > Of little worth is your ire
> >
> > The network is down
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > A crash reduces
> >
> > your expensive computer
> >
> > to a simple stone.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Yesterday it worked
> >
> > Today it is not working
> >
> > Windows is like that
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Three things are certain:
> >
> > Death, taxes, and lost data.
> >
> > Guess which has occurred.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > You step in the stream,
> >
> > but the water has moved on.
> >
> > This page is not here.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Out of memory.
> >
> > We wish to hold the whole sky,
> >
> > But we never will.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Having been erased,
> >
> > The document you're seeking
> >
> > Must now be retyped.
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Rather than a beep
> >
> > Or a rude error message,
> >
> > These words: "File not found."
> >
> >  - - - - - - - - - - - -
> >
> > Serious error.
> >
> > All shortcuts have disappeared.
> >
> > Screen. Mind. Both are blank.