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Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued
is always just beyond your grasp,
but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
—Nathaniel Hawthorne
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walking couple Solvitur ambulando
It is solved by walking.
 -Latin proverb
 
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive at where we started
And know the place for the first time.
 -T. S. Eliot
kids walking
Computer Haikus

No keyboard present
Hit F1 to continue
Zen engineering?

The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao, until
You bring fresh toner.
 
Three things are certain:
Death, taxes, and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
 
Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.

Seeing my great fault
Through darkening blue windows
I begin again.
 
The code was willing,
It considered your request,
But the chips were weak.
 
Printer not ready.
Could be a fatal error.
Have a pen handy?
 
A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
 
Errors have occurred.
We won't tell you where or why.
Lazy programmers.
 
Server's poor response
Not quick enough for browser.
Timed out, plum blossom.
 
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
 
Login incorrect.
Only perfect spellers may
enter this system.
 
This site has been moved.
We'd tell you where, but then we'd
have to delete you.
 
Wind catches lily
scatt'ring petals to the wind:
segmentation fault
 
A crash reduces
your expensive computer
to a simple stone.
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Yesterday it worked
Today it is not working
Windows is like that.
 
Stay the patient course
Of little worth is your ire
The network is down
 
There is a chasm
of carbon and silicon
the software can't bridge

To have no errors
Would be life without meaning
No struggle, no joy
 
You step in the stream,
but the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
 
Hal, open the file
Hal, open the damn file, Hal
open the, please Hal
 
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.
 
The ten thousand things
How long do any persist?
Netscape, too, has gone.
 
Rather than a beep
Or a rude error message,
These words: "File not found."
 
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 Web site you seek
cannot be located but
endless others exist

Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
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