Bits

BITS The world we have today is built upon what no one in our time has ever seen much like the faith some think is nearly gone; it make's the world go round, just like it's been, it's in a time of neither night nor day the very basis of simplicity it's on or off, there is no other way, it's black or white, there are no shades to see; it's something or it's nothing, naught or one, and lives in it's own time, of cyberspace; the distance in between what's dead and gone and what we're coming to, the hyper-race. There are no limits to what we will be until they're all turned off, and then we'll see. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet