Sunday, 31 March 2013

Being the Ghost Out of the Machine.

I’ve decided it could be quite fun being that formless entity able to wander through cyberspace, waiting for the signal that somebody was reading my blog, and then taking up temporary residence in their machine. I could watch them from the other side of the monitor screen, and maybe I could learn to reconstitute this person I see in the mirror, and maybe I could even learn to slither out of the screen, dripping slime with each arduous inch until I landed in a gloopy mess on their desk. And then I could lift my head, wipe the mucous from my eyes, and hold them with a penetrating stare. And then I could say

‘Could I use your toilet?’

Maybe I’m about to do just that any second now.

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