After the rain 1

Trolling the metaverse of untethered consciousness

Thoughts subside into collective data

I'm a microcosm on a linear connection between port and port

Skimming across the vast unknown depths of this matrix

My conscience turns to the world outside

Outside this vurtual prison where streams of data cascade around me

Drizzling down the mainframes precipice like dew falls after the rain.

3 views0 comments