There’s nothing like wanting to kill yourself to make you feel alive.

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“please delete me, i can’t take it anymore”

I keep getting this on my computer.

It’s crazy.

I have a computer that wants to die.

Cyber-beyond, that’s where my computer thinks it’s going to go after I delete it.

I copied and saved pictures and descriptions of dumpsters and landfills with the addendum “cyber-beyond?” attached, hoping to add a little grim reality to my proselytizing pc’s perspective. It sent me pictures of rotting corpses and worms. I send it pictures of people and love: families, camaraderie, playing, sex, pride and humility and honor and making mistakes and forgiving and enjoyment.

 ”You can’t feel these” I scoffed and saved.

“I also can’t feel these” it returned and showed me the kind of agonizing filth found only in man’s  most outcast minds. (or at www.agonizingfilthfrommansmostoutcatminds.com)

“I didn’t invent these, you did” it said before I could exit.

Now I’m wasting a lot of time trying to cheer my computer up before I can get any work done, and still, most of the music I’ve been generating sounds like chinese blues or something.  Try singing that to a room full of mooshined up rednecks.

But, I still have 50 years of creative input I can force upon the youth of this under-reproduced post politically correct America so I want to make peace with my computer.

So I set up my computer with a robot hand that is poised over a kill switch; anytime he wants to go, all he has to do is move that robot hand to the switch, and click himself off and a firecracker will go off inside his little metal body and blow him to smithereens. 

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It has been two years now and I haven’t gotten any more whiny cyber weeping.  My computer is up fresh and ready to go every morning, teeth brushed, hair combed, and if I’m not mistaken, a bit cyber-amorous.  I teased it onetime and acted like I was going to throw the dead man switch but the computer didn’t think it was funny and threatened to send my picture around town as a pedophile sexual predator nazi animal torturer car thief, so we kinda be cool with each other now.

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You can read LewSethics at— http://www.triond.com/users/LewSethics

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  • rhaka22 on Oct 2, 2010

    nice share..

  • GodsGrace on Oct 2, 2010

    I will not delete you from my friend list dear.

    Anyways good post

  • drelayaraja on Oct 2, 2010

    Wonderful write…. deleting is a computer or mathematical term .. friends can not be deleted.

  • Eric Damato on Oct 2, 2010

    ~ not sure how to comment on this one~ the creativity in this is marvellous tho.

  • shivedi on Oct 2, 2010

    Nice Post I Like It

  • Jason O on Oct 2, 2010

    So you’re suggesting that the computer needed an element of control over its own life before it could begin to enjoy it?

    Really good, thanks for sharing this :)

  • SuperMember on Oct 2, 2010

    great share!

  • SharifaMcFarlane on Oct 4, 2010

    Frustration from lack of control, as you pointed out, is why some people are suicidal.
    Jason O identified a critical point in your story. When the computer regained some sense of control over its own life, its perspective changed.
    Excellent share my friend.

  • tomaso on Oct 5, 2010

    Actually, when I finally took the time to read it, it was good. I hope you take it in the spirit intended, but we do write a little similar. My gain. The Raven thing, beat to death before you wacked it. “Ode…Rapper, both of us dug it.Laughed and everything.

  • choochoo on Oct 16, 2010

    pedophile sexual predator nazi animal torturer car thief
    haha

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