When you say ""I wrote a program that crashed Windows,"" people just stare at you blankly and say ""Hey, I got those with the system, for free.""
quote by Linus Torvalds
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Windows
Through the windows you see so much.
Revealing love with the lightest touch.
Through them you see so much truth daren't be spoke.
I sit and look through the windows.
Seeing through all the innuendos.
Reveling in the sweet cresendo.
As I stare through the windows.
The boughs break, and in my heart I celebrate.
As I realize it will not break.
For hours through those windows I could stare.
Worlds a plenty are there to share.
In awe and splendor I now stare.
Through those windows a bright sun glares.
How much longer do I dare,
to stare through these windows that show me things so fair?
poem by Michael McParland
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This Desirable Mansion
THE long white windows blankly stare
Across the sodden, tangled grass,
Weed-covered are the pathways where
No footsteps ever pass;
No whispers wake, no kisses die,
No laughter thrills the dwindling flowers,
Only the night hears sigh on sigh
From ghosts of long-dead hours.
None come here now to laugh or weep;
The spider spins on stair and hall,
And round the windows shadows creep,
And loathly creatures crawl.
Cold is the hearth; the door is fast;
No guest the silent threshold sees
Save ghosts out of the happy past,--
And one who is as these.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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In Mind, In Pen
When I saw the film 'Laurence of Arabia'
I wrote a poem about the deserts.
If I saw a program over cooking,
I would write a poem about Desserts.
If I watched a program about Fishing
I'd probably write a poem over Lakes
when I saw the film ' Boa'
I wrote a poem about snakes
If I saw a T.V. show about farms
would I write a poem about a Hen?
And if I would see a documentary over 'Famine'
What would I write about then?
poem by David Darbyshire
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When Roosevelt came along, I approved of his program, generally. I figured an economic system should work for people, not vice versa.
quote by Sargent Shriver
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A Program Component
part of the program component
is the fear that they install
on incoming viruses
what do you do? take the fear
and savor the virus and sit on the
easy chair, wiggle, wobble, like
another unknown planet
stare at the monitor as though
it is a bird that cannot take flight
with your mind
it will stare back
but you are no longer moved with pity
fear is an important part of this program
fly with it
have a tour on its contours
and when you come back
tell me the story of fear in wonderland
show me that Cheshire grin
be the mad hatter
with the etiquette of the
Red Queen
this is senseless
yet why did you finish it?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wistfully Watching
They explore the world
through windows,
church windows,
school windows,
two up, two down windows,
castle windows,
large windows,
small windows.
They see it all,
from blameless to guilty,
from noble to treacherous,
through windows.
From skyscraper windows,
to basement flat windows,
from paupers windows,
and palace windows
they watch, absorb, suck it in.
Later when they have grown
they will remember,
try to empathise,
rationalise
decipher the coded metaphors,
but some day
they will be demoralised
by the windows of life.
There they sit __ wistfully watching __
the children
of our times.
poem by Ruth Walters
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A Stare
a stare is like a stair
it has steps
and there are feet
walking,
and leaving,
you stare at me,
and i see stairs, where you walk
and climb and stop at the middle
and then take the stairs layer by layer
that is what you like to do, to look at me
as though i am this room where you build the stairs
and you want to go inside my room and lock me up
and take all of me with your tongue and hands and
mouth. You mouth me. And i receive the life you have.
and then your stare subsides. the stair is gone.
the room vanishes. I am free. And you are inside me
your stare has become the memory lingering inside me.
i become a bird and you are inside my wings.
Your stairs become my feathers. Your stare
becomes my eyes.
in love, we make the stairs leading to a house.
and there we feast, and live and sleep.
yes, there are wings and windows.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Game of Stare
There’s a boy with his fellow
I caught his eyes with a wander
Now the game has been played
Now you have been challenged
You better asked my name
Before anyone came
But you only stare, stare, stare
Like I annoy your safety ring
Like you can’t even think
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I lose you something
Something you can’t even win
There’s boy in the dance floor
I catch his eyes, he comes closer
Now the game is replayed
Now you better watch out
You better take me out
Before someone calls you coward
Cause you only stare, stare, stare
Like you never see me in dress
Like no one else who dares
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I steal you something
Something you can’t even think
There’s a boy in the park
He makes me catch his eyes
Now the game is forward
Now you don’t want to break up
You better have a word
Before you loose your hold
And you only stare, stare, stare
Like a puppy wants a bone
Like you’ll be lost if I’m gone
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I can give you something
Something you think you can’t win
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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So, it takes a lot of chance and luck. I mean I was lucky enough to get in the program where people with the same skills never made it to the program. So keep trying.
quote by Philippe Perrin
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Security Over Freedom, The Boot That Will Kill Open Source. Can it be considered within the bondaries of fairuse?
Secure boot is a monopolistic idea, in which the freedom is sacrificed for security.
In such a scenario where secure boot is enabled, and can't be disabled.
It can eliminate competing software on proprietary system.
They can then jack up prices because their is no competition.
How many will build their own computers to avoid it?
How many will throw away their old computer because it crashed and they can't afford to buy windows software, and with secure boot their is no free alternative?
Fair use is under question. For when I buy computer, I'm not looking for permanent software, but the right choose my software, whether it's free or not.
And with the death open source, where will all the innovated software come from?
Stifling creativity because you can't fairly compete in the market of today is like giving a black eye to the whole computer industry.
It's saying I don't care how much money you have if you want a computer it is going to us all.
And I hate to break it to you, it is already too late for that hail merry pass with giants like Google, Apple, even Mozilla existing in this competition. Each with their own experience in certain fields.
Your sale of software will decline upon the continuation of this path.
And lawsuits will ensue.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In The Night
In the night,
With vacant eyes
When you stare -
Blankly at the sky
Wondering why...
Sleep doesn't
Come to you.
Just then,
Sleep peeps in
To say -
You know..?
I never liked you ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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But also, the guest workers program, it's quite often misused, meaning people could come in as part of a guest workers program and after two weeks in the fields, they'd run off to do every other kind of job that isn't covered by a guest workers program.
quote by Dana Rohrabacher
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Housework
Wash the dishes dear.
A bard doesn’t do dishes.
William Shakespeare did,
wrote his best work when cleaning windows,
for his wife.
I didn’t know that darling; anyway
windows look ok to me.
I didn’t mean the windows but the dishes.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Recently
Recently i've been
All of content and dreaming i have been
'cause i been lately seeing
Quite a bit of this woman live on my street
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
She comes to me
I watch her drink
I watch her comb her hair
Both say that we never before have
Felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worrying about
She and me go to places quiet
Where we are quite alone
Kiss and we hold together
We will be until we done
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worring about
Both say the we never before
Never before have felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Poetry Computer
A dozen universities united in one cause,
To make a program for PCs, a total tour de force.
Composing awesome poetry, that stirs the hearts of men,
Towards some global harmony, for now, beyond our ken.
At first, with basic rhymes to use, the program had no clue,
Until they gave it more to choose, to see what it could do.
And hooked up to the Internet, that program poured out stuff,
Though some of it they would regret, there were some things to love.
Their website asked for feedback, so, the visitors replied,
To criticise its form and flow and how they felt inside.
And while most praised it to the hilt, some hated what it wrote,
Poets are born, then taught not built, so they refused to vote.
A little child, aged ten, no more, condemned it from the start,
To state the program broke God's Law, because it lacked a heart.
It had no spirit, had no soul... and no morality...
And thus it lacked all self-control, indeed, true poetry.
The universities agreed, the program was erased...
They chose to help the ones in need, instead of words well phrased.
Their charity got worldwide fame, thanks to their devotion.
That ten-year-old gave them its name: Poetry In Motion...
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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So what are you doing with your life now?
She says
She stares blankly on the wall
She is busy
Counting the lamp posts on the streets
She is so busy
She thinks God is preparing something
Grand for her and she is so busy
Too preparing something for God
Who prepares for her.
I am amazed
I ask her
“So, did you stare long enough on that blank wall
Was it really blank? Did you really stare?
What made the wall so blank? Is the stare really
Worth making on a blank wall?
And how many lamp posts have you counted?
Is the street filled with lamp posts?
How is God? When will the preparation last?
How are you doing with God? Is God busy too? ”
She is a little bit understanding to my way of thinking.
“There you are making a poem again. You have never changed.”
She said.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stare Out Your Window
She's downright into herself, it's so untrue
She's dolled right in so well, this can't be you
So come down, so come see
You don't want to wake and believe
You don't know, you don't dream
But somehow you make me so dizzy
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
She's calling out to her friends, just give me two
She words right under her breath, they don't want you
So come down, so come please
You don't want to make me believe
You don't know, do not tease
Somehow you make me so free
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
So come down, so come please
You don't want to make me believe
You don't know, do not tease
Somehow you make me so free
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
I wanna stare out your window
You don't want to let me in
Let me in
(Anthony Cosmo)
song performed by by Boston
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Brick Windows
Been bangin my head against the window
Just trying to see the world outside
Some people say it doesnt matter
Some people take you for a ride
I am covered in blood and broken glass
It seems the window likes to fight
Some people say the worlds on fire
Some people say the worlds on ice
Some people say the worlds on ice
? all alone in a relation
Brick windows
I am sticking my face right through the glass
Just trying to see if the worlds alive
Some people will say the windows broken
Some people will say its all right
Some people will say its all right
Keep bangin my head against the wall oh
Just trying to keep the past alive
Some people who make the windows shatter
Some people who make it airtight
Some people who make it airtight
? all alone in a relation
? all alone in a relation
Brick windows
Brick windows
song performed by by Ministry
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We need a tougher enforcement program and, most importantly, we need to fix the badly broken ethics system.
quote by Marty Meehan
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The Most Beautiful Box (Response Number Two)
you can build
the most beautiful box
the world has ever seen.
you can line the walls
with fine jewels,
and carpet the floors.
you can adorn it
with beautiful pictures,
and have windows that face
the morning sun.
you can have doors
that open both ways.
still...
this box cannot hold
the sky, the wind, or the rain!
so it is with political systems.
no system can define freedom.
no system can define justice.
no system can define equality.
only the human heart,
grounded in love,
can do this!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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