We are floating in cyberspace;
Finally liberated from the weight
Of the past and its rigid tribal claims.
We are dazzled by advertising
As we surf over reams of chaos.
We no longer need to decipher
Ancient symbols and signs.
We are floating in cyberspace:
Images chase each other like reflections on water;
Illusory worlds glitter like diamonds.
Lost amidst distorted shadows,
We crave a counterfeit kind of light.
We caress our smartphones like rosary beads;
Detached from Nature's stifling bonds.
We are floating in cyberspace.
The endless transmission of ideas
Across oceans and borders ought to unite us.
We're free to dream forever;
Free to construct new identities;
As the omniscient eyes of surveillance
Chart our progress under the stars.
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