I walked a million digital miles today
Went to the moon
Explored the atom and beyond
I found out just how hot I am
Who's peeking at my profile
Made ten new friends
Talked to Jesus
No I mean really talked to Jesus
Well he said he was Jesus
But then again
I have another Jesus over on Myspace
But this guy has got to be the real one
I mean he says he is Jesus and God
You know the I Am, Alpha Omega, all that
Hell I don't know
Someone got arrested today for taking a picture
Of their kids in the the bath tub
Another for toilet shots of their four year old
What's this thing with the toilet anyway
I get poked every morning
Poked every night right between my Google
We poke, and poke, and poke
Meaningless chatter night and day
As if we, I mean what we say
Will really make a difference
I set and watch the world scroll before me
An empty box filled with incomprehensible do dads, whatchamacallits, and thing-a-majiggies
We worship it
We are insanely addicted to it
We are transformed by it
We are friends with the faceless
We like things we know nothing about
We act as if we are some kind of community
Community of what
Digital faceless drones
Hanging their junk on the digital clothes line
For all the world to see
Putting all out there for Big Brother
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