The exciting new thing, call it Internet.2, would be where links were updated and moved depending on where people click. That would give you the kind of content screening that you don't get at the moment.
quote by Dave Rowntree
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Mutual Head Club
Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinkin
that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this)
You know what comes next (so do I)
Youre begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight
It's worse than you think
On your way home, you should have known
you never listen to me
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I cant say I blame you
but I wish that I could
Im sick of writing every song about you
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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Internet Terrorists
The internet is a lovely place,
with it you can make friends
all over the world.
You can travel with it to countries
you will never be able to see,
talk to their people,
and even make new friends there.
Like with everything,
there is good and bad.
You get a few who want to spoil it
for all the rest.
They call themselves jokers and such.
I call them internet terrorists.
They come in different guises,
spammers, and pornographers to name but two,
but the worst of the bunch
is the virus constructors.
We’ve all been hit,
maybe even more than once
by these terrorists of the internet,
and as each day passes
a new virus is produced
somewhere by there internet terrorist,
who just want to ruin every bodies lives,
and take away their enjoyment.
Why I am writing this,
my computer was stuck today
by one of these insane lunatic
and their silly games.
It is no fun waiting hours on end
for the anti-virus protection
to sort the problem out,
given to you by some faceless lout
called an internet terrorist.
poem by David Harris
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Internet Love
He's on the internet with such kind words
Thinking he's telling her, things she hasn't heard
The words he says, are so flattering to her
She's with the one she loves, this can't occur
She will never leave his side to come to you
Him and her have something special, to him she's true
She's sorry for your loneliness, and hope you find
A love for yourself, not the internet kind
On the computer, friends will come and go
Some will touch your heart and some your soul
Some gone in an instant, some hang around
Others want what you can't give, to a marriage bound
So this lesson we have learned for now
Be kind to everyone, this you can allow
Don't take serious, pretty words you may hear
These kind of words, we must stay clear!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Depending On You
I aint never gonna let you down
All you gotta do is trust me
I would never make you some clown
Baby why wont you trust me
You give up so easily I dont know why you cant see
Im depending on you, dont let me down
Im depending on you
Baby if you cant change the world
Maybe you should just change yourself
You u sed to be such a sweet young girl
Why you wanna be someone else?
You give up so easily
I dont know why you cant see
Im depending on you
Is it to late now
Im depending on you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Doctor of Billiards
Of all among the fallen from on high,
We count you last and leave you to regain
Your born dominion of a life made vain
By three spheres of insidious ivory.
You dwindle to the lesser tragedy—
Content, you say. We call, but you remain.
Nothing alive gone wrong could be so plain,
Or quite so blasted with absurdity.
You click away the kingdom that is yours,
And you click off your crown for cap and bells;
You smile, who are still master of the feast,
And for your smile we credit you the least;
But when your false, unhallowed laugh occurs,
We seem to think there may be something else.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Topic
What going on the internet,
daily topic expressions of hatred dislike and discrimination.
I love topic, friendly and peace.
But why this people don’t give a thought posting horrible pictures
In the topic, this kind of horrible staff doesn’t show
Or guide you into peace.
This will show more hatred within you and your own kind and those whose follow.
Why, we have to make thing more and more ugly?
Don’t you people see feel is there enough ugliness there?
I really don’t know, what can I do and said to change your mind and thought!
Have Peace within and Peace will fellow you.
I love you all Peace loving people
Topic for Peace: See
poem by See Fee Lee
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Interconnectedness.
The internet can’t be controlled
by any form of government
Because it’s gained too strong a hold.
Which came about by accident.
Nobody can control the flow
Although some governments still try
Of information to and fro
There is one simple reason why.
The common man has access to
What governments try to conceal
A system that’s completely new
Now people can safely reveal
The secrets of the powers that be.
The things we aren’t supposed to know
they can post anonymously
There’s nothing governments can do.
At last the people have a voice
no government can suppress
The powers that be have little choice
and in the future even less.
The internet is here to stay.
It’s up to us we must adjust.
WE can’t go back to yesterday
A world of mutual mistrust.
One thing we must appreciate.
Though information’s flowing free
It isn’t always accurate
We have to choose selectively.
What we accept what we reject
and draw our own conclusion.
I have good reason to suspect
more not less confusion.
The internet may prove to be
Either a blessing or a curse.
Though I believe quite honestly.
The internet won’t make things worse
Than when governments could decide
What people were allowed to know
To preserve the nations pride
They lied alike to friend and foe.
The internet has set us free
to find a different better way.
Though we will have to wait and see
What kind of price we have to pay.
Tuesday,22 February 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It's Like A Truth Versus Nonsense
A content achieved,
Can not compete...
With envy and jealousy.
That conquest has been in motion,
For quite some time now.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
And when minds are focused,
Upon mediocrity to sell...
It will be marketed and done well,
To minimize the effectiveness...
Of content and its influence.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
Eliminating an obvious contrast not admitted.
With consequences to ultimately face to pay.
And sacrificing what is best to appease.
To forget the original concept,
Is an acceptance considered as a normal process.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objects Status Quo Must Live With
write protest call yell history let folk music play
hear rhythm beat slow tragic Egyptian voice rise
hear click click heels click click as dancers shout
stone washes sounds tempos square rhythm cast rise
souls bound feel a moments fermentation whip raw ripe
people suffer intensely secrets innocence in each night
protests decades baked express days weeks in spotlight
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Up On The Housetop
(traditional - arranged by reba mcentire)
Up on the housetop reindeer pause
Out jumps good old santa claus
Down through the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones, christmas joys
Ho, ho ho! who wouldnt go? ho, ho ho! who wouldnt go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with old saint nick
First comes the stocking of little nell
Oh, dear santa fill it well
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries
One that will open and shut her eyes
Ho, ho, ho! who wouldnt go? ho, ho, ho! who wouldnt go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with old saint nick
Next comes the stocking of little will
Oh, just see what a glorious fill
Here is a hammer and lots of tacks
Also a ball and a whip that cracks
Ho, ho ho! who wouldnt go? ho, ho, ho! who wouldnt go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with old saint nick
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Up On The Housetop
Album: Wrangler Cowboy Christmas
(B.R. Hanby)
Up on the housetop reindeer pause
Out jumps good old Santa Claus
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones Christmas joys
Chorus
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn't go!
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn't go!
Up on the housetop
Click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with
Good Saint Nick
--- Instrumental ---
First comes the stocking of little Nell
Oh, dear Santa, fill it well
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries
One that will open and shut her eyes
Chorus
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn't go!
Ho, ho, ho!
Who wouldn't go!
Up on the housetop
Click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with
Good Saint Nick
Up on the housetop
Click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with
Good Saint Nick...
song performed by by Gary Allan
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I Wouldnt Normally Do This Kind Of Thing
Ask me why
Ill say its most unusual
How can I even try to explain
Why today, I feel like dancing
Singing like lovers sing
When I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
Ask me when
Ill say it started when I met you
And ever since then
I knew that the past wouldnt last
For right now I think Im running
A race I know Im gonna win
And I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
If people say Im crazy
I tell 'em that it's true
I let them watch with amazement
Say it wont last beyond breakfast
Its just a phase hes going through
Denigrate or speculate
On what Im going through
Because it isnt the sort of thing Id normally do
Ask me what
Ill say I think its good for you
Believe it or not
I know where its all leading to
I feel like taking all my clothes off
And dancing to the rite of spring
And I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of thing
I wouldnt normally do this kind of
This kind of thing
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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The Flirting Kind
She used to be the flirting kind
But the boy loved her anyway
He made up his mind
She said, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
You better stop
Stop your running round
I got everything I wanted
I could make up for lost ground
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
They say that her fate is sealed
But shes much too beautiful to ever yield
She says, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Shes crying in her sleep
For a man tone deaf
So is a man all over
Hes all over, all over town
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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We are having Internet Governance discussions and meetings and a very large number of people are discussing the future of the Internet who have no clue as to what the Internet is except that it is important and that they have to be involved.
quote by Steve Crocker
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At the first screening, there were a lot of areas that we went around and around about. Then we had our second screening. It played better. It's almost a reasonable length film now!
quote by Terry Gilliam
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Everyone values things differently. In other words, they place their own value on everything that affects their lives. Also from moment to moment they may even change their values. Such as a person, who values diamonds above all else, might be willing to trade a gallon of diamonds for a drink of water to save his life in a desert. What this means is value is a relative thing depending on a need or a perceived need. Yet, how many people will argue and even violently fight over the perceived value of something or some idea only later have an entirely different view point or value.
quote by Sidney Madwed
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Tippity Tap
Tap Tap, Click Click
On the train
Leeds To London
Click Click go the mice
Strange Tunes from phones
Is there no time
To kick back
To take time
To enjoy the ride
Worker drones drone on
Click Click
Ring Ring
Work appears to end
Beer & wine from the trolley
Relax time
Work time
Travel time is now
Other times
poem by Jason Palmer
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Wishing You The Best Of Luck
What your needs were.
And what mine are,
Have not changed.
I am sure.
But I am determined to have mine met.
And you,
I am sure...
Still playing updated versions of hard to get.
And for someone who shouldn't...
I am wishing you the best of luck,
In finding the right psychoanalyst.
And...
You just may get one at a bargain price.
We are in a recession.
Or an unadmitted depression.
Depending on how you are looking at that cup.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There was a generation of people who moved here to make something of themselves. They had to really struggle and created really something on their own apart from a lot of attention. It was a really exciting time here.
quote by Arto Lindsay
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Emma's Dell
A poet roamed by rushing brook
Early springtime morning. The sound
Seemed softer than it should,
Tempered by, tempering,
Eager buds, new greens all around.
Still bare trees, they tempered too.
Contrast breeds content.
Then round a turn mad rushing brook
Maddened beast and bird.
Sound seemed of the air-
Like air, would never cease.
Green seemed of the rocks.
Content is content.
A cottage overlooked the brook.
'My thoughts at least are mine.
I've told them to the shepherds.
How contrast can contain content.
How content is content.
Pondering perhaps my words
Years after we are spent
They'll call the dell not what I call it,
They'll call it WILL'S DELL EMMA.'
poem by Douglas Scotney
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