Internet as entity
The feelings as eye smurf upon the internet
Are strange and palatable
They are truly feelings even though they are not part of me
There is lag time and it is horrendous feeling of waiting endlessly
A click and the some green dots all in a row to make me think that everything is fast and not so slow and turning pages in my book of time the lag the lag the lag almost becomes a part of me the nerves just then unwind and someday when eye am KING of all the world the HEAD of internet will lay beside my bed and sit beside my foot as eye shout gleefully at it go lag thou Internet
Head go look.
