I put in my thoughts through
The Black buttons
Into the soul of information
Come read, all who can
Come read and …
Love, despise and ignore
I am open.
Billions and more of uncertain particles
Hold and sustain it all
All that we say sing paint act and outpour
We try, try to be one.
In our loneliness we have created an Union
In our union we have touched
Each other and maybe, at times even self
We have created for information, a soul.
Even All Information is not All Knowledge
Even All Knowledge is not All Desire
Even All Desire is not one single human we desire
Even The Internet is not Her.
The Internet brings the worlds ears and eyes to me, and…
And, I miss her.