Aug 04, 2003 15:12
zen in a nutshell
there is no reality
the world is just NUL
header incoming
like a needle pulling thread
we do it just SOH
confuscious enscribed
at the start of all his works
a neat "STX"
and when he had done
his brightest students would close
with an "ETX"
the end of all things
universal EOT
there will be no more
understanding sought:
wouldn't you like to know, eh?
make your ENQuiry
ACK: a straight answer
the dog has buddha nature
like you always thought
the monks come to prayer
ascend the holy mountain
to the chime of BEL
political talk?
what is said can be unsaid
with good old BS
moving right along
a handy delimiter
Horizontal Tab
the queue is for bread
many hungry mouths are there
this calls for Line Feed
turn ninety degrees
(that's pi-by-two radians)
Tab Vertically
when all's said and done
we turn over a new leaf
emit a Form Feed
riding in grand style
Sun Tzu leads his army home
the Carriage Returns
(this one's seldom used)
"Shift Out" calls the overseer
the workers go home
a new lot arrive
to begin their daily toil
the cry is "Shift In"
Data Link Escape:
fly from Tibet to safety
DLE lama
undam the river
waters cannot be held back:
there must be XON
Device Control 2
we bend nature to our will
with this character
and turn back the tide
the ocean will not honour
our XOFF request
Device Control 4
haven't I heard this before?
ascii control freaks!
a shake of the head
I do not concur with you
NAK, I say!
the two act as one
the lovers move together
but is it a SYN?
the scribe takes a rest
and eases his aching wrist:
End of this Text Block
order rescinded
CANcel your actions at once
return to your post
the seer breathes his last
no more entrails shall he read
End of Medium
call for a new seer!
they send out at once for a
SUBstitute wise man
eat of the lotus
shake off these eartly shackles
ESCape the mundane
File Separator
the red cord stretched between the poles
keeps the queue in check
loyalists stand here,
revolutionaries there:
Group Separator
bing is not elvis
analogy escapes me:
Record Separator
one here and one there-
a Unit Separator
the joke's getting tired
stare into blank SPace
you've done too much opium
wisdom has left you
unweaving the threads
a life's works are all undone
naught left but to DEL