Words fail to describe
The joy of compu Haiku
I wish to share now
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>> In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft
>> Error messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku poetry has strict
>> construction rules. Each poem has only three lines, 17 syllables:
>> five syllables in the first line, seven in the second, five in the
>> third. Haikus are used to communicate a timeless message, often
>> achieving a wistful, yearning, and powerful insight through
>> extreme brevity -- the essence of Zen.
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>> Your file was so big.
>> It might be very useful.
>> But now it is gone.
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>> The Web site you seek
>> Cannot be located, but
>> Countless more exist.
>> --------------------------------------------
>> Chaos reigns within.
>> Reflect, repent, and reboot.
>> Order shall return.
>> -----------------------------------------------
>> Program aborting:
>> Close all that you have worked on.
>> You ask far too much.
>> ------------------------------------------------
>> Windows NT crashed.
>> I am the Blue Screen of Death.
>> No one hears your screams.
>> --------------------------------------------------
>> Yesterday it worked.
>> Today it is not working.
>> Windows is like that.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> 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 Tao that is seen
>> Is not the true Tao-until
>> You bring fresh toner.
>> -------------------------------------------------
>> Stay the patient course.
>> Of little worth is your ire.
>> The network is down.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> A crash reduces
>> Your expensive computer
>> To a simple stone.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> Three things are certain:
>> Death, taxes, and lost data.
>> Guess which has occurred.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> You step in the stream,
>> But the water has moved on.
>> This page is not here.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> 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.
>> ---------------------------------------------------
>> Serious error.
>> All shortcuts have disappeared.
>> Screen. Mind. Both are blank
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