I'm sure most people find it strange that I am here, right now, talking to you on these pages as if there's nothing wrong and everything is all okay. But we're not talking, it's one-way, a trick of the internet light. You can see me on Facebook, you can see my e-mail address, you can see my LinkedIn account. But there's no one really here, a dead tone droning through the receiver.
Talk all you want at my links and avatars, you find there's no one there on the other end, nothing but e-mail static. Friends have grown tired of my black hole inbox and have learnt not to send a mail to the person disconnected from the connected.
Go beyond the rheotoric of a massive network of wires integrating the peoples of Earth into an amorphous, electronic Gaia, welcome to the real meaning of the internet. Cute picture children with bear outfit!!!!! All your base belong to us. Fwd all your friendz.