~ Ada's got a scheme a flying machine constructing wings of paper, oilsilk, wires, and feathers faster than light in all kinds of weather Ada's going to fly ~
For Augusta Ada King, Countess of Lovelace (née Byron; 10 December 1815 – 27 November 1852), daughter of poet Lord Byron and renowned mathematician. She valued metaphysics as much as mathematics, viewing both as tools for exploring "the unseen worlds around us."
When I type bat instead of cat, do the letters get mad at me?
Is it a vacation, a retirement to the land far away, full of words I’ll never get to know, or did I send them away to crumble into pixels?
Is that forgotten apology chopped up into little pieces in the back of the computer, a plastic box under the harddrive that Daddy gets to clean out when he refills the printer ink?
I want to read the book filled with all the lost letters, the one where my fourth-grade book report comes after the job application you were never qualified for, but just before the neighbor’s college essay, deleted so his own Mommy could help him.
Can I ever check on them?
I hope they turn into a book about superpowers.
I’d be sad if these keys turned into nothing more than a scrapped poem or a forgotten apology.
I miss the forgotten letters.
Do you think they ever miss me?
"Hey Mommy?", "bat," and "cat" should be italicized.
On and off, on and off It lets out a dusty cough Old and rusted Been long since it was dusted Working all night It produces light You're using it to its delight You used to type on that light box It's been long since you used him Yet he refuses to grow dim It sparks in delight It won’t give up to this new fight It shines bright tonight ~20/4/21
Backed and sponsored by the cabinet Our heads on the server and internet BCI experiments while we're under the duvet Foot-soldiers follow orders on their handset Rockwell is not paranoid They've seen us on the TV, iPad, iPhone, and Android The BCI app that makes us annoyed Please God, destroy that satellite with an android My doctor is like Sigmund Freud Give him the anti psychotic steroid For making money off the unemployed
Some people in the past, present, and future will go life being used in research and experiments, for a period of time, some will be compensated others may never see their tormentor, others will be killed. For the people who have had such an experience.