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Progress Is My Most Important Product

Progress Is My Most Important Product

The Internet advances as I write.
I’m adding digits to the total here.
What? Is disorder spoiling for a fight?
The Internet advances as I write—
And entropy does not blot out the light
For now. Hey, if I’m crazy, I’m sincere!
The Internet advances as I write.
I’m adding digits to the total here.

–Tom Riley

E-Epistemology

E-Epistemology

I haven’t seen it on a screen—
And therefore it does not exist.
Nobodies make a frightful scene?
I haven’t seen it on a screen.
Electrons pointedly careen
For real events, I must insist.
I haven’t seen it on a screen,
And therefore it does not exist.

–Tom Riley

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Zero per Word

Zero per Word

 

You got paid by the word, used to be.
Wasn’t much – but inspired industry.
Now divine madness stalls—
For the Internet calls.
We poor hacks price our best work at “free.”

 

–Tom Riley

Contra Stultos

Contra Stultos

 

“Do you argue with fools, lad?”  Ach, nein.

Sir, my self-control’s almost divine.

Although idiots scream,

I do not grow extreme—

Except (like other sages) online.

 

–Tom Riley

Bold Internet Soul

Bold Internet Soul

 

Ain’t no twit like a twit who’s online.

In that region, no limits define

What a sissy can do.

There he’s tough.  Clever, too.

He has steel in his virtual spine.

 

–Tom Riley

Important Books

Important Books

 

He had important books to read—
But surfed the worthless Web instead.
Out of eye’s way! Let texts proceed!
He had important books to read!
Responding to an inner need,
On pointless crap his spirit fed.
He had important books to read
But surfed the worthless Web instead.

 

—Tom Riley

Test of the Click

The Test of the Click

 

 

 

 

 

On the Internet, sir, you don’t show.

I have searched your name.  Yea, even so!

     You I failed to discover.

     Therefore vast questions hover.

Do you truly exist?  I say no.

 

 

 

 

 

–Tom Riley

Cyber-Goddess

Cyber-Goddess

(for Bailey Sciambra)

When you are Ruler of the Internet

Via direct cerebral interface,

I pray, my love, that you will not forget

The favor I have shown you.  If a trace

Of gratitude remains in cyberspace,

Then crush my enemies with all your might:

Ruin their bogus credit everyplace!

Give them a hard day and a harder night!

Be a foe it’s impossible to fight—

Then summon up the fiercest slap you can

And knock to hell their stupid, lying site!

O Cyber-Goddess, I, as mortal man,

Send forth my sharp and vengeful prayer to you!

You will come through.  I know you hate them, too.

–Tom Riley