The information highway is paved with hope,
With heavy traffic towards love's embrace.
So while the ghosts of romance past lingers,
The digital domain is stocked full for every case.
It's like the Dating Game on cyber-steroids,
As singles mingle among all the apps.
Where their fingers do all the walking,
While trying to avoid the catfish traps.
This goes way beyond phone sex, to
Levels bound only by infinite fantasy.
Causing many to rely on wishful thinking,
And the rest to struggle with celibacy.
It's the 21st century version as a virtual
Bar scene, without the booze or barmaid.
Yet also absent are the drunks & bar fights,
So all things considered, it's a relatively safe crusade.
These characteristics highlight a main issue,
To where there's no real connection most of the time.
Just some fabricated stories behind the messages,
Leading one another on, to an unknown crime.
In my possession
Right here right now
In the palm of my hand
At the click of a button
Simply tapping keys
Institaneously a seemingly limitless
And insurmountable stream of knowledge
And information i am able to access
The only problem I am now personally finding
Is deciphering the difference between
Which is true and which is fake
As both sides can not be both right
2 sides to every story
Problem is if you listen to both
It sometimes leaves me feeling even
More confused than when I started
Trying to find my own answers
1 says this the other 1 counters
It with something else completely different
And it has become so hard to distinguish
Between the 2 even with all the facts
Because to much information
Can blur the lines and work against
You discovering either way
What you initially began starting out
To find the answers to
In the end it leaves you back to square 1
Having to decide and choose for yourself
What you believe in and think
Is wrong or right
You may be troubled by my questions
You may label and misconstrue my words
You may say hateful things about me
Obviously, your emotions hinder everything you've heard
I just want to clarify and evaluate
I want to listen so I can learn
I want to give you and I a unique opportunity
To self correct; to grow beyond today's intellectual curve
Do you think we want true answers?
Or beliefs based without whys?
Perhaps we just want to feel good?
Avoiding reality, all-the-while sacrificing precious time
My answers are indifferent to my desires
I gather truths and let misconceptions go
I believe to have faith is to concede
With a pithy response, “only the good Lord really knows”
Where is the great wisdom that's become lost in our knowledge
The information highway struggles in complete emotional disarray
We value feelings over life's harsh realities
Hence, there's a great price we all pay
So, you may be troubled by my questions
You may label and misconstrue my words
You may say hateful things about me
Obviously, your emotions hinder everything you've heard
A new dawn.
When we all have virtual reality;
The next step in our technological evolution,
Will be to attain a sort of telepathy,
Where our mind is connected directly into the internet
And then who knows what comes next?
Our brains will seek information along the information highway
And our thoughts will be uploaded directly into the internet.
We will create our own type of diary, the thoughts of us all;
Then the final connections will be made
And completely change our planet.
A new way of thinking and seeing things differently;
The olden days will fade away to become our history.
The robots will be born and humanity will grow lazy;
Spending more time in this new reality.
Our second lives will become our actuality.
We are just about to take one step forward for mankind
And our movements will be controlled, by the thoughts within our mind.
Our subconscious will be more prevalent than it ever has before
And upon us will be thrust a new dawn.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
For the shock and amusement of all today,
coming to us live on the information highway
our hero's put his sickness on display
so we may dine on his feet of clay
We judge, we laugh, we shake our heads
as we shuffle off to our comfy beds
feeling good it's not us instead
that the bloggers will begin to shred
By the grace of God, it's him, not you
for his disease, it misses very few
which hero will be the next on deck
to be the internet's new train wreck?
How things have changed!
The old verities no longer apply
Our world has evolved
and we must adapt
Electricity connects the whole planer
One can get in touch with people in almost all lands
within seconds
The internet reaches around the globe
The "information highway" makes for a smaller world
A world we may well leave soon in space vehicles
Space travel will change from
the province of a few individuals
to the province of billions of Earth dwellers
We are making the earth
unsuitable for habitation
We must change or be destroyed
by forces of our own making
We may be forced to leave Spaceship Earth
in order for our species to survive!
Magic moments can disappear in a flash
On a digital camera of modern technology
Screening memories placed in files and saved
Mentally sterile conversations mailed in text
Without feeling or emotion sent quickly in a rush
In between surfing the net of cyber sex
Dating make believe strangers who promise love
While hunting for lust pretending to care in the real world
With made up names playing online games
Ramming the hard drive for more information overload
Exploding the motherboard of invention
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