Live & let live.
Please don't
mistake me,
Or try to make
me the shadow of anybody else.
A line from a Turtles song
Fear leads to
anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.
A quote from StarWars Episode 1
Another one got
caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer
Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Darn kids. They're
all alike.
But did you,
in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look
behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick,
what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker,
enter my world...
Mine is a world
that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this
junk they teach us bores me...
Darn underachiever.
They're all alike.
I'm in junior
high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth
time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't
show my work. I did it in my head..."
Darn kid. Probably
copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery
today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I
want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because
it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened
by me...
Or thinks I'm
mocking it
Or doesn't like
teaching and shouldn't be here...
Darn kid. All
he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it
happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line
like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out,
a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it...
this is where I belong..."
I know everyone
here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear
from them again... I know you all...
Darn kid. Tying
up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet we're
all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered
for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed
and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic.
The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those
few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our
world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the
baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what
could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you
callus criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after
knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without
nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build
atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to
make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a
criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people
by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of
outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
A Genious web
page deigner, with a little toning down (less swearing) by me
Cowards die many
times before their deaths,
The valiant
never tasts of death but once.
William Shakspear
Of all the wonders
that I yet have heard,
It seems to
me most strange that men should fear,
seeing that
death, a nesesary end,
Will come when
it will come.
William Shakspear
The times have
been,
That when the
brains were out,
The man would
die, & there an end,
But now they
rise again.
William Shakspear
To GOD be the
glory,
With his blood
he saved me,
With his power
he raised me.
All you need
is love.
John Lennon of the Beatles
The first shall
be last, and the last first,
The hunter shall
be the hunted, and the hunted the hunter
We can manipulate
you however we want.
We can read
and change your personal datas.
We can take
your identity. Kill your existence.
We can come
near to you from everywhere in the world.
You can't escape!
The poems that Pyro Amos live, thinks, hope & dreams by.