Coded Meaning

[l0rd]

I open up a new tab

 

And move the cursor to the address-bar,

 

Somehow finding a URL lingering on the tip of my fingertips:

 

"ME dot com," I type.

 

>GO

 

 

 

The brittle fan blades of my computer pick up, now blowing full-speed;

 

But this is a manageable task for a mediocre computer.

 

 

 

As the screen fills, my life loads and explodes before my eyes

 

I see every memory, thought, experience, sentiment, and every other attribute that one would hold

 

Nothing new, just reminiscence.

 

Been there, done that.

 

 

 

What then, what is worth-while seeing on this site?

 

The materialized past before me,

 

The simplicity of a programmed life,

 

Formatted and created by my being,

 

Algorithmically displayed like everyone else;

 

It astounds me, yet is rather boring.

 

 

 

There is seemingly no labyrinth of existence,

 

Proved to me in this very instant.

 

It is all uniform, scrollable bytes and bits.

 

Bits of painful experience, bytes of jovial social times with friends,

 

Bit to byte.

 

Collective polybytes adding up to years.

 

 

 

The monitor is just a medium for observance.

 

I am looking,

 

And looking some more,

 

Searching for something on the page.

 

 

 

Crtl + F, with a pop the search window opens;

 

Like soapy sputs searching and clinging to each other.

 

Cleaning everything but what is desired.

 

Intuition searches the text "the secrets of life"

 

Up and down, spits back, "no match found"

 

 

 

I then right-click a blank.

 

 

 

"View Page Source," I select

 

HTML, nothing else there.

 

Again, simply reassuring me that everything

 

Is there because of coded purpose.

 

The puzzle pieces fit perfectly;

 

Nothing to scavenge or investigate.

 

 

 

I awake in front of my computer screen,

 

Now mad at the gloomy epiphany, I "shoot the messenger,"

 

Stab the nearest pen into my computer screen.

 

 

 

I get up from my chair and proceed with what I've always done.

 

Meaningful yet apparently insignificant experience.

 

Secrets nowhere.

 

Mirages of mysticism never failing to fade to reason, to code.

 

 

 

Ode to the Google searchers

 

Searching through bulk.

 

I have found myself with 1 result.

[i_love_burritos]

I like it.

 

 

 

I presume that this poem is you eating teh shix?

 

 

 

Also, I think I've "decoded" your signature...

[l0rd]

I like it.

 

 

 

I presume that this poem is you eating teh shix?

 

 

 

Also, I think I've "decoded" your signature...

 

Thanks.

 

 

 

But you're in too deep buddeh. The last punk who tried to figure out my signature....Lets just say I wouldn't want anything like that to happen to you. :pray: It's an ancient indigenous curse tracing back thousands of years ago, its affects include a momentary unquenchable thirst and the automatic stubbery of your thumb-toes. Oh lawd, Adrenal, its not worth it!

[i_love_burritos]

I like it.

 

 

 

I presume that this poem is you eating teh shix?

 

 

 

Also, I think I've "decoded" your signature...

 

Thanks.

 

 

 

But you're in too deep buddeh. The last punk who tried to figure out my signature....Lets just say I wouldn't want anything like that to happen to you. :pray: It's an ancient indigenous curse tracing back thousands of years ago, its affects include a momentary unquenchable thirst and the automatic stubbery of your thumb-toes. Oh lawd, Adrenal, its not worth it!

 

 

 

C'mon. Tell me !

 

 

 

Just say hot or cold, if you want to.

[l0rd]

Take a trip to enlightenment and back. Scale the nearest mountain. Memorize a dictionary. Dig till you find diamond. You're hot and you're cold.

 

You're yes and you're no. When everyone has lost, the battle is won. All these things that you've done.

 

The synonym of all good, bad, evil, benevolentshix. Righteous is he who knows where to find the bacon; he shall feast, and eat the fatty parts too.

 

The King is in the altogether. He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born. Look at the King, the King, the King.

 

When we honour the illustrious dead, who lie at Arlington and in the quiet cemetries of Normandy and the villages of England and Germany, not to mention Vietnam and Iraq and a thousand other places, we honour the stinking refuse created by old men's lies and cupidity.

[i_love_burritos]

Take a trip to enlightenment and back. Scale the nearest mountain. Memorize a dictionary. Dig till you find diamond. You're hot and you're cold.

 

You're yes and you're no. When everyone has lost, the battle is won. All these things that you've done.

 

The synonym of all good, bad, evil, benevolentshix. Righteous is he who knows where to find the bacon; he shall feast, and eat the fatty parts too.

 

The King is in the altogether. He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born. Look at the King, the King, the King.

 

When we honour the illustrious dead, who lie at Arlington and in the quiet cemetries of Normandy and the villages of England and Germany, not to mention Vietnam and Iraq and a thousand other places, we honour the stinking refuse created by old men's lies and cupidity.

 

 

 

Does it have anything to do with religion ?

 

 

 

Shix is the give away... I think ?

[l0rd]

Take a trip to enlightenment and back. Scale the nearest mountain. Memorize a dictionary. Dig till you find diamond. You're hot and you're cold.

 

You're yes and you're no. When everyone has lost, the battle is won. All these things that you've done.

 

The synonym of all good, bad, evil, benevolentshix. Righteous is he who knows where to find the bacon; he shall feast, and eat the fatty parts too.

 

The King is in the altogether. He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born. Look at the King, the King, the King.

 

When we honour the illustrious dead, who lie at Arlington and in the quiet cemetries of Normandy and the villages of England and Germany, not to mention Vietnam and Iraq and a thousand other places, we honour the stinking refuse created by old men's lies and cupidity.

 

 

 

Does it have anything to do with religion ?

 

 

 

Shix is the give away... I think ?

 

My previous post was just a bunch of pseudo-meaningful drivel to make you think too hard. \

 

But no, it doesn't.

 

Creation of matter, Aretha Franklin lyrics, how Adrenal was conceived, some things just aren't meant to be known.