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"firmware" poems
Blindsided by a rhinoceros. Tendons, muscles, unraveling. I can't do this any-- Glitch, system failure, shutdown Restart, blue screen, flashing cursor Epileptic shock. Epinephrine injected Command line. Run: Beautiful flying objects thrown violently. Don't open this door! Kiss me hard And not in a good way (if you remember how), Like when fishes try to breathe on dry Land on jagged Rock Climbing without Gears spinning and clanking *** and pan. (Glass and sand) Sizzling in this artificial sun Created by brainwaves soaked in ****** and LSD and yellow cake uranium Ghostriding patterns erupting like Stop. Fail. Restart. Detecting equipment... No input present. How will you communicate? Try again. Restart. Password required. Why don't you eat? These tears are making my face numb. Put this in your arm. Trust me, you'll love it. You'll have Tesla coming out of every orifice. Dancing physics, matryoshkas. You can deny the existence of a God and live, But if you deny the existence of gravity... Well, just try and walk off this cliff. "These thoughts are so scattered. I don't even think they're mine." Those memories? They're not yours. They belong to your master's daughter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We're Replicants. We boot up, we shut down, we most definitely restart. Viruses make us sick and sometimes break us to the point where we need new hardware. Sometimes they break our firmware and we need to wipe. We have command lines to perform actions, and registry keys to keep memory stored of the things we learn. The world is our power supply, and when we boot up in safe mode, like some people do every day, we only use the bare minimum of our potential. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I must be dying, I'm only this awkward when I'm dying. Connection timed out.
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Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 7:26 PM UTC
Cyborg
Blindsided by a rhinoceros. Tendons, muscles, unraveling. I can't do this any-- Glitch, system failure, shutdown Restart, blue screen, flashing cursor Epileptic shock. Epinephrine injected Command line. Run: Beautiful flying objects thrown violently. Don't open this door! Kiss me hard And not in a good way (if you remember how), Like when fishes try to breathe on dry Land on jagged Rock Climbing without Gears spinning and clanking *** and pan. (Glass and sand) Sizzling in this artificial sun Created by brainwaves soaked in ****** and LSD and yellow cake uranium Ghostriding patterns erupting like Stop. Fail. Restart. Detecting equipment... No input present. How will you communicate? Try again. Restart. Password required. Why don't you eat? These tears are making my face numb. Put this in your arm. Trust me, you'll love it. You'll have Tesla coming out of every orifice. Dancing physics, matryoshkas. You can deny the existence of a God and live, But if you deny the existence of gravity... Well, just try and walk off this cliff. "These thoughts are so scattered. I don't even think they're mine." Those memories? They're not yours. They belong to your master's daughter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We're Replicants. We boot up, we shut down, we most definitely restart. Viruses make us sick and sometimes break us to the point where we need new hardware. Sometimes they break our firmware and we need to wipe. We have command lines to perform actions, and registry keys to keep memory stored of the things we learn. The world is our power supply, and when we boot up in safe mode, like some people do every day, we only use the bare minimum of our potential. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I must be dying, I'm only this awkward when I'm dying. Connection timed out.
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We are slaves to the techno-autocracy. A faith of subscribing, of retweeting, of liking things we never loved. We chant into the feed and call it presence. We echo to the void and call it voice. The liturgy is noise. The sacrament is scroll. We kneel before timelines like altar rails and take communion in pixels. We have traded prophets for influencers. Revelation for reposts. Scripture for screen time. The holy ghost got a firmware update, but still can’t answer support tickets. We stare at our gods, glowing in our palms, and ask to be known— but only if it fits in the caption. There is no silence. Only the dull roar of monetized despair. The din that keeps us deaf. The bombast of uninformed certainty. The drivel that drips down our chin while we think we’re being fed. We are full of nothing, and still we chew.
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Apr 17, 2025
Apr 17, 2025 at 1:16 AM UTC
Gospel of the Scroll
We're Replicants. We boot up, we shut down, we most definitely restart. Viruses make us sick and sometimes break us to the point where we need new hardware. Sometimes they break our firmware and we need to wipe. We have command lines to perform actions, and registry keys to keep memory stored of the things we learn. The world is our power supply, and when we boot up in safe mode, like some people do every day, we only use the bare minimum of our potential.
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Jan 29, 2011
Jan 29, 2011 at 10:28 AM UTC
Defragment
I was assembled 33 years ago From a piece of genetic code My firmware was updated incrementally The errors didn’t happen accidentally And the glitches carried Hidden features, secretly; Surprisingly, You’d come across a stowaway A smuggled possibility for change Deviation from the norms With incalculable vector Even if you have direction There’s no way to know the destination My main mistakes were Having lust for knowledge and The infinite supply of patience While my time was running out of sand
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Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 9:40 PM UTC
Construction
Control alt delete Not yet obsolete Micro electronic brain Bypass network domain Automated apparatus Instrument monitor status Central processing unit Rackmount server outfit Software hardware firmware Computer fatigue despair Frozen screen blindness Information process Program stopped responding No more corresponding Hour glass count down Start power shut down
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC
A day in the life of big blue
2041-10-21 00:01 AM Release Type: Major Release Firmware update 2.1 Project "Visionary" Patch notes Features: +improved processing +Cloud based computing enabled +thermal imaging +Multi-tasking +Added immunity +Added 2-8x variable optic zoom Removed: -Need for sleep -Pineal gland function -Lactic acid fatigue Debugging: ~Fixed dream sequence error ~Moved unmarked memory files to active drive A fix is currently being worked on for the nervous system malfunction with error codes: *R35-B *R250-F1 *S22-4 *U717-0 Back door entrance code ███████████ enabled for future use
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Oct 21, 2016
Oct 21, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
Firmware Update
Husk of will And thought; Shallow mannerisms And speech. Two-dimensional thoughts In a flattened valley of perception, And the winds blow in accordance To the way the sky wants it. My throat is made to open, My mouth is gaping wide; No say in keeping from Stuffing myself full Of someone else’s entrails, Forced to devour the guts And grime of a delectable host That makes my opinion for me. Shambling silently, Breathing hollowly, Barely blinking. Circuits breaking, Firmware failing, Makeshift madness. Eyes glazing; Too tired to resist The imposing parasite That engulfs my brain With mindless, empty spaces.
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 11:15 PM UTC
Mind Control