Voices rise, opinions clash,
In the heat of debate, ideas smash.
A vision forms, yet shadows creep,
In dangerous meetings, secrets keep.
A button misplaced, a circuit's flaw,
In the rush of creation, no one saw.
Safety margins, stretched too thin,
In the race to innovate, risks begin.
The clock ticks on, anderson’s near,
In dangerous meetings, whispers of fear.
A choice is made, a gamble taken,
In the name of progress, rules are shaken.
So heed the warning, take the sign,
it’s ground zero level thing king/b
In design's pursuit, ensure to decline.
F*_or in the balance of deathdeathdeath,
Safety's thread must always remain.
on numbers one to ten [subtitles may display]
a variety of mil\d alterations*
EMBELLISHMENTS? OPPS? FICTIONAL.
SHIT SAY….
excuse… f*(…
[Time. Budget / copypasta / furries haw haw haw ||shallwekillsome?|| pro.nookie. …] *nothing dear… my w/shitphone . howmuch? WI/Nnnnin huarem8…
In the cockpit's glow, where pilots steer,
A button's display, a source of fear.
At low altitude, where seconds count,
A glitch appears, a perilous mount.
A pilot's skill, put to the test,
With faulty data, they do their best.
But the button's lie, a fatal flaw,
In the dance of flight, it breaks the law.
The ground approaches, a looming dread,
A button's error, a path misled.
In the final moments, a desperate plea,
For systems true, and “claret” / Zzzzzzzzzžs….
Buttons that kill, yet zero's kind,
In the world of code, where we unwind.
Misfit lines, with a clever twist,
JavaScript or Perl, they coexist.
Modify here, a letter or two,
Watch the code bloom, like morning dew.
A trail of blue, in the digital sky,
Buttons that killall a select? 43exits yet u?,
yetyetyet… still… / ? never die. ? theyd id ._so. can I /politely…
In the realm of code, where logic bends,
Buttons that kill, where zero transcends.
Misfit code, a coder's delight,
In the space between the dots and the stars, the start.particle/question?
we take flight.
/ shame nobody*
.letmeplay?
pdp9 /
tell me /
dod “Omoney 4 ‘pr’ “ dod along now… / sees corrosion / says *danger? you cannot access… we live next to…
3©|-|3
london / satellite / oh…/anon *just a…
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coffee>?
k.biscuits_?
o/. º|<|nits.4.$various.designs./wlectrosafe.clothing…
/ whoa.
… … …
did say 2 omar morebigfir.ssh / than u
“ : mr big… : ”
jamaica / big bullets 4 real. / they are fittable anywhere, really… so…
consider…
___ prohibition gangs / …
{deep black} for what reason?
askwoz/beams up
4scº”rt:partygal.bullishbut__paris*GETAWAYGETAWAY… SPIES ESCAPE TO?
/lunds / w/ delivers
nottjust4xmas…
that satellite you “borrowed datasets” and slap pam CC’d via “gangsters with satphones”, so now ass belong ./ w./ belongs to?
ho ho ho ho ho does it now…
One time I came home. Both my folks were sitting there, and they said, with some genuine emotion…
We watched a “tv program”. The gangsters came round, and said “when we’re gone, the son will be killed…” and looked at me…
I looked at them, “are you talkin’ to me?” [SUBTITLES?]p[chinese subtitles / rude or rude hard ]
da… well look at kj=
hmm,,,
gangsters, eh…
oh there’s loads of them alright…
xmas will probably never be the same once you see what /b do to IT.EA/º/uap.ap.dakdakdakdakdak/w?_zo…
[WARNING][BREATHING DIFFICULTIES?]
[MAXWELL OR MURMERS OF…]
[rum=blue][problems.~relative.term/prints.drinks]
colours?
I’ll ssh u sprinkles of [STARt-$.tally*_DUSTSOFF…]
ahem
so the mirror box was side a of omar pilfer
forgot the laser heating tap which would sterilise what?
or print a drink.
^ home page trhat way…
l>/ typewriter? wel…
\___ .ALL MI rhoda/miaN [-/D?]
sold/redcellname/
and?
F*
scotty gonna ____
b/.
sees:
sllooogan
√check.
gin.elvisimpersonator/amazon… / like ordering pizza but with
wros song r speshol. rad 4 “spouse in the making?”
but nobody said….
that elvis would be absukt’d in a white van by four men in a balaklava… , then politely placed back on his feet with a tip safely round the corner / thanxm8…
ELVIS IMPERSONATOR LOOKS AT WATCH… 5 MIN JOB… BUT…
MISSING FIVE HOURS?
HOW?
(*_S0 SPOOK FORGOT TO SET CORRECT TIME ON SUBSITUTE WATCH SUSPICIOUSLY REPLACED DURING KERFUFFLE… ELVIS IS NOW
A TARGETED… IMPERSONAL/TOR.NATO.PROCESSES.
TAP TAP SIGN HERE PLEASE… DOESN’T LOOK UP
PASSES QWATCH ACROSS TABLE< SET TO “STRANGE DISPLAYS OF” WW1/WW2/GLADIO.SHWSJUMP…
WHQWT WOULD YOU SAY?…
“OK…” but suspects…
little private job, doing PR for / not quite the, but, DoD ish.
”prices, oh I don’t charge, but they let me borrow a plane for “little errands”. to the “other job” in the same building but / back entrance? I’ll show you N*-inja-nuendo
/privaq\
REGENTS’ PARK /COSTS?
daylight
m/on=_can’tbuy/ b/ AB+ *isb/oo”d”? just / icy,,,
