The Matrix of the web Part 1 and How the Internet was manufactured
Stinky spider webs
Revealing what's hidden
The one thing that's prevalent here is that, its all here and now being viewed, by everyone who plugs into the web, across billions of computer screens simultaneously, website after website people crave for more.
The entire web has become, the new eyes, ears and voice of a global community of followers, as a whole.
This is all reason enough to give it my all myself to catch up to them, and spew it all out onto the screen as well. "I commend you all, our digital leaders of the past to our present future"
Everyone's collective efforts have sprang fourth such a poem, that I have the privilege to release today. Bear witness to an anomaly in its own right, known as "The Digital Prison".
I consider the web or internet to be a place, where billions of similar idea's, images, sounds, and communications get recycled, and regurgitated each mili-second, to simply lead to a much better, & more refined expression of its original self.
The web has given birth to this poem here, and the poem releases some past, present, and possible future symbolism as well as tales about the rise of the Internet Super Highway, also giving birth to our brave new world of ideas.
You might wanna get a cup of Java for this one
This poem is a stem from my many years of being digitally oppressed, by the lack of having such digital knowledge of hardware, software, programming, web design, computer engineering, the web, technical awareness, and overall confidence, to learn about what's been driving these god forsaken machines, till this very day.
It has become, my first attempt at making all things web related, appear as a sort of cool illustrated art form through poetry, and my creative collection of technical rhyme schemes to share with the world.
I would like to thank all the founding founders of this digital world for making this day, and actual poem come to life, because without the engineers, the scientists, the graphics arts specialist or graphic designers, media, web news, web critics, the web masters, web analyst, blog writers, the curious minded souls who've all decided to make a purchase, of a single version of any computerized engineered product (All of us web surfers), none of this would ever be possible.
I pay homage to those who have gone before me, into this telepathic jungle of sorts, and may have gotten trapped in its midst till this day, then learned to re-insert their very own, worldly resourcefulness, knowledge, wisdom, or ideas into it daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly.
Follow The White Rabbit - Using your mouse
There's much to learn from here, by lighting the pathway to and from all sources.
This is one epic poem that even technology can't attempt to match, welcome all web prisoners to the machine world revealed in poetic form, and the pathway out to freedom or NEO. Belief in oneness! Abnormal, an Anomaly
The World of Ideas is yours, only if you believe in you
Free Your Mind!
Welcome & Enjoy Your Travels
The Digital Prison
When I first seen it
I couldn't believe it
My eyes were captivated
clutching sites to see
Suction cupped to the screen
By my lenses & cornea
Its driven me closer
to that all time over exposure limit
I suddenly felt screen captured
Many original prisons were erected
Couldn't stand up to the tensile stress
of its weakly founded digital webs
Victory was Won
by those who attempted
those who attracted
the most binary inmates
Linear referenced link zoo's
titling the keywords of dreamers
anxiously awaiting freedom
to escape yet another trap
For the helpless victim
till eyes wide shut
were digitally sewn wide open
Cool web related products
Architechs spun their webs
It was the first of many prisons
to be spun out
Digitally awaiting its prey,
some lonely victim
maybe a kid
maybe even a scientist to be
pondering on that day to come
Praying to his own conscience
For all the answers
To simply know more
Questing on these electromotive pulses 1's & 0's
A digital High
A digital low
Hoping to discover ways
to allow his very own message
to get across
Such semi-conductive material
Electrolytic cells scientist proclaim
yet another Jail
for lock up aka Storage
Like a Capacitors life span
to also get trapped inside itself
& imprisoned behind virtual bars
These webs got crawled for years
but navigation was inevitable
Anxiously surprised was many inmates
to see a new contender in our new telepathic Jail
We seemed to now escape the one known as
the Channel changer 'TV'
We met the ultimate jail breaker of sorts it seemed
navigation became fluid
So the new title stuck
giving rise to term
escaping from multiple traps
was now game
yet to fall into another
inside another again
Surfing was fun at the beach
until we met a new game player by the name of Yahoo
many people steered right
turned their mouses left
but keep seeing ads
pop ups and web controllers
Acting rulers of their new courtship
Hard Drives crashed
burned & Failed
Battles were fought
against the virtual Trojans
Many were won
but viruses keep coming
giving rise to the Phoenix
known as the "Antivirus Program"
Norton a soldier
of lost fortunes
aka the Semantec Trojan acceptor
Loaded with false Militant reserves
Faulty repair characteristics
Had tons of warnings to purchase it
or lose all grips to reality
We digitally owned on a PC
What a defender
of digital nations built
for your laptop or desktop
of the false threat detection agency
Promising Computerized Justice
without true allegiance
We needed to be saved
Our pockets & commissary
were running dry
If you enjoyed Part-I, you can proceed below to parts II-V
- Trapped in this digital Dungeon of the Web - Are we inside The Matrix Part-II
- Trapped in this digital Dungeon of the Web - Are we inside The Matrix Part III of V
- Trapped in this digital Dungeon of the Web - Are we inside The Matrix Part IV of V
- Trapped in this digital Dungeon of the Web - Are we inside The Matrix Part V
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