I lost my credit card a few days ago and as soon as I realized that, I called up my bank. When searching for the right number to call, I went to their website and found my way to the contact page. As I was dialing the first digits of the number, I noticed something seriously wrong: the page was not secure (ie no HTTPS). I stopped. I began googling the phone number and only after seeing it on several places did I call the number to order a new card.

After the call, I wondered if it was only my bank. I was saddened to see that out of 40 banks and credit card providers in Australia, only 7 had secure contact pages. I have notified most of the others about the issue.

If your bank is one of those with non-secure contact pages listed further down the page, you should do a little research online first before trusting the information on those pages.

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While we cherry picked out of red and green
Opportunities kept falling in between
Our conscious moments red shifted to left
We were sound asleep at the midnight theft

Sirens and strobe lights woke us up
You saw the light and I saw the dust
What do you do when you lose a game
Cheat and lie, don’t admit you lost

Sometimes I wonder
if the TVs I help make
can one day do more than
display a sharper image
of white noise and statics

Some nights I dream
of my body moving
in peculiar ways
My ears hearing
strange frequencies

In the mornings when
I think up of new words
I do it under the sheets
some I repeat to a rhythm
some, I’m afraid to keep

I think the world
is falling into chaos
What the elders feared
The ordinary speak
broken and disfigured

One day I’ll wake up
and outside my window
will lie a city, in contrast
with my memories
and indifferent to the past

Today I think I’ll stay in
Contemplating the machine
Ray tracing between the shades
Eyeing the gold square
until it fades

I’m on crack
It is so whack
to think that I
am on crack

Oh so hungry
need some snack
Only kidding
I am not baked
I’m on crack

I highly lack
enough crack
I need to get
into my room
to my iMac
to go online
to find some more
pack of crack

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Macaroni night, I’m delighted to introduce
the dessert, blistering lizard
very carefully tazed and crazed
La moot, my maids made it, I lazed

Bum ta dum, I laced it up and pasted it
down the throat of the jackhammer
Terrorifying the glaze off the mace
Brewing the smell of a hammering bass

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You used to make up stories that
only you could wrap your mind around
You used to tell me jokes which
in complexity of each I drowned

You used to take detours
down the streets that no one went
You used to paint the world with colors
that only you dreamt about

But now

You let stories with no soul
demean your mind and spirit
You let tasteless and petty jokes
rob you blind of your wit

You let fear of loneliness
keep you in line with everyone
You let the world paint your dreams
all that made you so special
soon will vanish, soon will be gone

You are a doll
You always carry a heart melting smile
on those cherry bomb lips, with style

You’re a dangerous, deadly little doll
You take away the air out of our lungs
by your electrifying laughs
your white summer dress
your dreamy walk and your flirty talk

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You and I should talk
If you have a minute or two

If time stretches at rates
that you are not used to

If your cup of coffee
has lately been half empty

If in milk and honey
you taste the sour too

If the ordinary ways
are fading out of sight

If the sheets of your mind
are slowly turning white

If the feeling of waking up
restless and confused at night

is the one you get duelling
at paralyzing heights

You and I should talk
if you liked what you read

If I spoke a part of your mind
that you had never heard

If you are stuck with a dullness
on your long and windy trail

If you are eager to hear
the rest of the tale

Unlike you, I didn’t pack for the longest route
And now I need to make do with what I got
Don’t ask me to abandon ship and swim to shore
Teach me how to fix my boat so I can save myself

I carved a tree out of mud
Laid a great wall outside
Set fire to wood, burning bright
I sat down and got lost in thoughts

Thought of the past
A train rushing past
Sun shining desert hot
Green rising from grass

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