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in the internet night
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in the internet night in the internet night What drew you in, and what kept you here. What snare was set in the grass of conversation, when the other you could not see or hear lured you here? Was it the thought one day you might meet, one day you might be satisfied by what you see as you greet, and are greeted, and how many tales have been set down so - from<b> obsession </font></b>of Moby Dick or the chase to find and behold the Grail. That the heart might not know all truths, may be lied to, and scarred and ignored and set aside, yet the true heart knows no other way than to continue upon its way. What grail for us do we seek? Are we brave in this vain online pursuit or are we meek for chasing here, and not in the wild unknowns of the towns and streets. Are we paupers of imagination who can only see the depth of a screen or are we visionaries who can see beyond the limitations of a flat pane in a deeper more empathetic plane. A plane on which we are not a physical manifestation, no avatars do we need, simply a desire to exist and a desire to love and lust and need. A another evolution of humanity, as greater numbers we grow the fear of the other also succeeds in exiling us from places we might go, instead through tunnels of reality virtual we burrow and open pathways to hearts and thoughts, to new ways of thinking which include the indulgence of grail drinking. Of finding unicorns at end of our sight, just beyond the keyboard, in the laptop light, and exploring sensual thoughts and cavorting in the ideas wrought, by a thousand weavers of dreams in the internet night. On the internet night, in our world each and every day, each and every night, the inspirational dreamers of humanity forging forward against the headwinds of mundane-ness, of sameness, of conformity, of accepting the rules society would apply, or the boxes into which they try and place us, the dreamers of the internet ready to join together, ready to meld and melt into sensual pleasure, ready to declare there is no greater manifesto than that which we find here - the idea is the person, and the idea the truth, the truth a grail worth pursuing without pause and without end... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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I guess it does make us dreamers.
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