just a thought...
i am somewhat calloused in this life as we all are to survive existence.
duh. this is a given. an interesting point i'll raise. cyber-life.
when does it end? at the moment of a hard drive failure?
when one disconnects from the internet?
when one experiences physical death, how long does the cyber-soul continue?
as long as it's read on the internet? comments on a blog?
words on the net are taken as such, never a voice to them,
rarely an image, if ever.
what's a cyber life after all?... a sparkle in the electronic web...
pretty much that's all it is.
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uhh...lacy poo...the internet is very big. our neighborhood is very small. our lives, perhaps as we see them sometimes, are inbetween. and maybe that is what words are all about. asking me to post on this blog is like spitting in the wind. i create words at the drop of a hat. in melodies. in poetry i am at the whim of my muse.
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