"I see a man mistakenly
in love with a computer,
with its sublimely neutral
world of details blooming
bountiful in its infinitely
trivial vitality, and he is
probing manfully for that one
essential but improbable fact,
that microscopic mechanism
throbbing sweetly somewhere
out in the exponentially
increasingly populous night
between the stars... or the
atoms... but the virtual
universe has such surface
tension shimmering iridescent
all over the theoretically
expanding bubble, bursting
some day... so hurry, hurry
and locate and identify it
before she can flower and
fruit and give birth to the
competition."

03/24/2008