| More Haiku |
| Imagine if instead of cryptic, geeky text strings, your computer produced error messages in haiku... ABORTED effort: Close all that you have. You ask way too much. 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. Rather than a beep Or a rude error message, These words: "File not found." |