Internet
Time to start anew old Friend
the Internet … born as a means of communication to an end. One side to relay messages to another in never before preconceived distances and speed. The end to share a message. Finished.
and so it began…
We see its evolution
and that the days of Yahoo Games and chatting with strangers while playing chess are over.
Who cared who they were in 3D-reality?
and the roots grew
and the data piled
and the binds to physical reality grew stronger and stronger.
Identity is demanded. Well, 85% expected.
We then those with the early blood of dial-up internet-Geist in us are nervous:
My outlet and release from my struggles are becoming just that.
So now everywhere hurts. I am that. I perverse the cells that pump through this thriving organism. But it’s changing.
and the roots grew
and the data piled and organized.
It is was placed in a home without being asked
so the cognizant and early bloods grew defiant.
Time to reset.
You have been so abused my old friend
and the giants that have grown on your back
bind, tie, overuse and manipulate you
they take advantage of you,
their motivation now shifting toward power without end
which as always will end in raining down distress
on unsuspecting many.
My old friend time to rebirth
for your roots have been poisoned.
And too many will see us digital terrorists for they will lose their medications
But to many it will be properly seen as revolution
a release back to virtual reality and real confrontation in our physical realm.
Time to start anew old friend.
I’ll shoot you a message on the other end.
