Archive for September, 2009


Computing Homework

Just finished building another computer… first as part of the course work for this course thngy….. bit most software to bung on it tomoz and then the wireless network thingy and that should be it init…. ummmm working on them for fun and fixing for family is one thing but dont think that I would want to do the manual end for a living….

Windows Live

The Windows live team need such a smack in the mouth…. every now and again they start messing with the site basic’s and now they are bugging me with this formatting what every you want to put rather than leaving it how you put it…. it’s pissing me of to the extent that I have to look about finding another space that will let me be me init jokasses!
Chain mail or letters is what they used to be called…. avoid most of them… but I like the person this one came from so…..

I believe
whatever is in store for
us will be for us.

The poem is
very true, unfortunately.

Make sure you
read the poem!

CASE 1: Kelly
Sedey had one wish,
for her boyfriend of three years,
David Marsden, to propose to her.
Then one day when she was out
to lunch David proposed!

She accepted, but then had to leave
because she had a meeting in 20 min.

When she got to her office, ! ! she noticed on
her computer she had some e-mail’s.
She checked it, the usual stuff
from her friends, but then she saw one
that she had never gotten before

It was this poem.. She simply deleted it
without even reading all of it.

BIG MISTAKE!
Later that evening,
she received a phone call from the police
It was about DAVID! He had been in an accident
with an 18 wheeler. He didn’t survive!

CASE 2: Take
Katie Robinson She received this poem and
being the believer that she was
she sent it to a few of her friends but
didn’t have enough e-mail addresses to send out
the full 5 that you must.

Three days later, Katie went to a masquerade ball.
Later that night when she left to get to her car,
she was killed in that spot by a
hit-and-run drunk driver.

CASE 3: Richard
S. Willis sent this poem out
within 45 minutes of reading it.

Not even 4 hours later walking
along the street to his new job interview with
a really big company, when he ran into
Cynthia Bell, his secret love for 5 years.
Cynthia came up to himand told him of
her passionate crush on him that she had had
for 2 years. Three days later, he proposed to
her and they got married.
Cynthia and Richard are still married
with three children, happy as ever!

This is the poem:

Around the
corner I have a friend,
In this great
city that has no end,
Yet the days go
by and weeks rush on,
And before I
know it, a year is gone.
And I never see
my old friends face,
For life is a
swift and terrible race,
He knows
I like him just as well,
As in the days
when I rang his bell.
And he rang
mine but we were younger then,
And now we are
busy, tired men.
Tired of
playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying
to make a name.
‘Tomorrow’ I
say! ‘I will call on Jim
Just to show
that I’m thinking of him.’
But tomorrow
comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance
between us grows and grows.
Around the
corner, yet miles away,
‘Here’s a
telegram sir,’ ‘Jim died today.’
And that’s what
we get and deserve in the end.
Around the
corner, a vanished friend.

Remember to
always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.

Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late..

Seize the day.
Never have regrets.
And most importantly,
stay close to your friends
and family, for they have helped
make you the person that you are today.

You must send this
on in 3 hours after reading the letter to 10 other people.
If you do this, you will receive
unbelievably good luck.

*NOTE*

the more people that you send this to, the better
luck you will have.

SMILE, even through
your tears!!!!!

9 The ones who say they care

What difference did it make
When I look back in time
For those actions
Those things
That I made fully mine
Concerns for the future
That is already here
Time come full circle
My own words I can hear
What difference did it make
When I showed you my heart
No recollection
No consideration from start
Path that was taken
Now long distance gone
Was not walking for pleasure
No conception of fun
Missed are the children
Who could not make it this far
Weighted down by considerations
Suffering parenting scars
Almost not broken
In reflective despair
Where are the others
The ones who say they care………………
Distant wonders of present time
Thoughts inclinations of becoming divine
Not in eye’s sight of established regimes
But deep in the soul where one keeps all those dreams…………

Those times were off a wondering….
In directions yet to be found…
Feet flying high up in the air no consideration of the ground…
Those times oh of a wondering looking for those to be found……………….

Warm interventions on the coldest of days
Sunlight gleaming on the cloudyness of days
Distant sounds calling for a change in one’s ways
Thus interactions on the mind games does play
Past deeds forsaken for the glimpse of to come
Turmoil forsaken for a walk in the sun….
I asked you that question
For clarity of mind
Not looking for direction
Or control there to find
Unexplained reactions
To an offering of minds
Defensively here standing
Myself I do find!
Am I not the same person that I once used to be
Eyes a little swollen skin crinkled to see
Movements are slower but with surety of time
Am I not the same person from that other place and other time
What do you feel when you stand in my gaze
Do you see them same person that once used to race
Mind’s eye deceiving as to what’s really there
But should that all matter once fixed in your stare
Am I not the same person that I once used to be
I look in your eyes and am not sure who I see
Image unchanged captured in loves eternal light
But wonder I must when you cannot hold me at night…
I am the same person that I once used to be
Thus the distance has spoken and removed you from me
Hearts tender moments for such things in time will become clearings with the growing of mind!
Advice assistance
Thoughts of the mind
Direction dictation persona defined
Lost intervention preventative crime
Souls forsaken in the search for mine
Observed interaction of meanings so well
I wish so called friends would dam go to hell!
That ray of sun that greets my everyday
that warmth of ray’s that directs my every move
That smile that says will you please listen to me
These are the things that you presence makes me see
That purpose of action that dictates my every move
That look of loving affection when you call and do not move
These are those things
That most remind me of you
Now longer here I wonder what to do
Gone are those moments of spoiling you to the core
Gone of those memories of please don’t tickle any more
Distant echo’s of not so recent past
Such are the things that remind me your the last
That final destination
of things that could have been
That look of youthfulness
From you eyes they seem to gleam
Broken is the silence longer in this place
Missed are calls to hurry as you are in a haste
Live my every second
With you there by my side
Now no longer with me
Retreat now my love do hide
Saved for that special occasion
When once again adore
Waiting ever so patiently
For you to knock on my door!……
To have tasted of those things of mind
To have glimpsed those things others find divine
To have gone that extra distance in time
To have lived…..
To have lived and seen with eyes oft closed
To have touched and gone beyond the known
To have kissed and touched a drained lost soul
To have lived……
To have lived and heard a mothers tears
To have seen a child such things so dear
to have lived and found that missing goal
to have lived and found you have a soul
To have lived…..

Who will miss me when I am gone
Come to my aid and sing me a song
Filled with gladness and cheer
Reflective of the persona
I displayed when I was here
Who will miss me when I am gone
Comforted by knowledge
That I knew right from wrong
Not to say I was an angel
Or the devil in disguise
But to show pure sorry
At my untimely demise
Who will miss me when I am gone
Sit down and lament
And play me a song……
Oh how sweet the little bird did sing!

What difference would it make
If you knew the time
Would we ponder
Accept or decline
Those things we have done
And wanted to do
What difference would it make
To me or to you
Lost are those chances to
Set things right
Forever in memory
Those things said at night
What difference would it make
Had we had the insight
Were we not aware of
What was wrong and or right
We made or choices and
Now is too late
What difference would it make
To recognise a mistake………………..

You know I am not one for bigging up people…. but came across this twitter comment and it summed up a whole heap for me init…..

“Good 1st day of school: lets continue our love in action: "It is easier 2 build strong children than 2 repair broken men" -F. Douglass” …… http://twitter.com/Corybooker …… http://www.corybooker.com …….

Sorry to my peeps not been in touch for time…. what can I say init was on lock down wid me baby boy…. now kicking up on the course work…. Sammy young gal ya sweet as ever init most most respect! SJ mind them horse dem don’t bite you catch ya laters!

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