rhere’s no one to trust in this life;
so I stay alone and powerless.
i inhale emptiness and exhale melancholy.
my soul is cold, deep blue;
in a plastic world heat can’t last.
underneath my shell there’s eternal chakra.
but my mind is still clouded by fog.
walking through information, looking for the purpose of my existance.
like worms lies fill my knowledge.
why truth is so far away from me?
why I always want to be alone; blocked by thousands of firewalls?
closed minds;
gigahertz
opened minds;
gigaflops
incompatibility?
if the system is rigid,
can a Community break it?
cyberspace changing.
digital limbo.
dark night of the soul.
2012.
too much info,
too much images.
navigate through the data.
serenity, writing zeros…
start over, the unwritten code.
art, code, mind,
and trusted companies.
