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"cryptography" poems
?¿?¿?¿?¿? secret in creation poetics set in code difficult translation they ***** me like a goad wanting to improve wanting to impress do i write this for myself or follow all the rest? written in frustration and when, at last, i read my own words do obfuscate quite puzzling indeed! perhaps you have written one then you may have been trying to solve their riddle for you don't know what they MEAN! soulsurvivor aka Write of Passage aka Invisible inc Catherine Jarvis (c) 6/13/2015
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
poetic cryptography
Maybe you joined for the money To save your wealth from dilution Bitcoin is money, strong and sound But stay for the revolution Maybe you came for clever tech And Bitcoin’s designed solution The coding and cryptography Please stay for the revolution Maybe it’s your first property Due to worldwide distribution Truly free and open to all Now join in the revolution We all want to save and to spend Without fear of retribution Bitcoin thwarts the controlling minds Who are scared by the revolution Take this step towards living free From control and persecution The Bitcoin Standard - hold it high Stand firm for the revolution Let’s keep it peaceful, free, and fun While making our contribution And helping our world financially With the Bitcoin Revolution
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Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 10:28 AM UTC
The Bitcoin Revolution (Bitcoin Poem 013)
You may not understand me, but that's quite all right, you know. You may not know me very well; well, I may surprise you in some way, but that's quite all right you know. This isn't meant for interpretation, cryptography, nothingness. It is only meant to eat its wormy way through the wrinkles in your brain, the gray matter the white matter the brain and linger there like a nerve ending firing constantly, giving you a headache.
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 4:45 PM UTC
You may not understand
Vintage fabric, over lapping tan skin, Flesh blushed red, Cheek bones with more structure than your, Life, Live loudly boldly with no apology, He said the confidence is eating me away, I can't figure you out girl, You're cryptography, I can't fall in love with quaters of your body, It's all or none, You demand everything at once, There so much room for seduction, But I kept walking on by, You don't fall in love with childhood friends, To become friends with benifits, To become nothing at all, Except the memory of skin on flesh, We have this conversation with our eyes, As you tie the bathing suit back into place.
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
Bikini
-                                                              sometimes I wish you didn't exist   because you stab knives in My back                   and bend me until I break.                                  the feelingS i feel                                  cannot be Substituted or                                              allaYed, mitigated;             the weapon and the wOund are both              permanently etched Under my skin.
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Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
cryptography
Teach me the cryptography of the cosmos so that I decipher its codes, I already know that tragedies in stars have a pattern that resonates with your name. Astronomers say, the most massive stars are the shortest lived, they never mention the loudness of their begging for a softer beginning, they don’t report agony as a cause of death.
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Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 12:08 AM UTC
A Softer Beginning
Humans are fallible in many ways One way human weakness is shown Is by inevitably debasing a money supply NO human has been able to resist the short Term gain for those in power, but only pain And suffering for the majority of the people Therefore Since we can’t make infallible human beings We must move the money supply out of the Control of humans completely. We do this Through cryptography and mathematics Bitcoin is the rules based decentralized Solution for this human fallibility issue
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Oct 26, 2023
Oct 26, 2023 at 1:00 PM UTC
Fallibility (Bitcoin Poem 071 - Problems and Solutions 16)
I sat down at our table today. I'd forgotten how warped the wood could be. I stared at the paper menu and ordered the same thing from last time, lemon chicken. I haven't spoke in days. I've had conversations but talking and listening aren't speaking. The grain of the table traces out an indecipherable message of supreme importance. I crack the table's code and weep for their are no more puzzles to solve in here.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC
Cryptography