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20 Sep 2001 (updated 20 Sep 2001 at 11:33 UTC) »
BugFix: Rachel (17 Sep 2001) probably meant Auden.

Am I playing with words?
Or are they playing with me?
I used to think
My will was free
But words appearing
In front of me
Now deprive me
Of that luxury

although I could parse it.

Your writings
inspired me
to aspire
to live.

Reading your code,
your plans,
your pains,
your joys,
your complex patterns
pushed me
to strive
to see
how you saw,
to hear
how you heard,
to feel
how you felt.

In short
I sought to perceive.
9 Nov 2000 (updated 9 Nov 2000 at 21:34 UTC) »
...I just couldn't get it.

I couldn't see
what you could see
I couldn't hear
what you could hear
I couldn't touch
what you could touch
So reading about
meant nothing to me then -
although I could parse it.
2 Nov 2000 (updated 10 Jan 2001 at 12:59 UTC) »
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... to your external extensible universe.

A universe:
About which I knew almost nothing;
About which I had almost everything
to learn.
First to crystalise into place
was the grammatical structure
by which you phrase things;
And that now enables me to do so too.
It kept me sane while all was
foreign and in pieces around me.
It helped me know
what I was missing.
And I was missing a lot back then:
I had almost no experience
of the things and actions about
which I had started to read.
I just couldn't get it.

30 Oct 2000 (updated 6 Nov 2000 at 15:08 UTC) »

source code
was second nature to me:
there was
no great barrier
to understanding.
I had
direct experience
about what had been written.
I could
if I wanted
implement each verb;
manipulate each noun;
attribute each adjective.

Even the lines
that weren't clear
I found neatly delimited by
certain sequences of symbols.

Those lines
required me
to improvise
my interpretive mode;
to relax my guard;
to let words mean less
and yet mean more:
less precision,
fewer words,
encompassing more.

I crossed a bridge
composed of comments
passing from
my internal world
to your external
extensible universe.
...Feeding an imagination

Reading between the lines;
between the sheets;
joining the dots;
filling the gaps;

Finishing other peoples

Freed from the
compulsion for
Choosing what
and what not
to read.

...from which in good time I'd emerge

When I first began
reading I needed
a physical crutch:
I had to follow
the control flow
of a program text:
I had no idea of what
it would mean until I'd
explored every loop and branch.
Like a blind mouse wandering
through a labyrinth
to its very end.

Later on I
coped on less;
and less meant more:
Each unvisited branch
- a virtual limb -
not absent
yet not present:
Feeding an imagination.
... I got hooked, once and for all,
on the narrative thread.

I just couldn't let go;
Each lexical morsel
led inexorably to another;
in sequence
as nonsense
made sense
As Clotho spun
my first worldy garment
a cocoon from which
in good time
I'd emerge .
I am seeking ...
Light - my cave is dark;

to unpeel myself;
to reveal myself;

I am seeking ...
Proof - that I work;
proof - of my private interface.

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