Into the Web (2/19/2003)
Beware, as you first walk the threads delicate;
When you're not looking they replicate.
Subtly plotting your life to complicate.
To vigilance you must dedicate.
There are many selling their wares.
Be wary, lest your journey go awry.
Be aware, and you may find your reward.
There are mirrors hidden in the Web,
preserving what was, what is,
what might never have been.
Can you trust their reflections?
Are there reflections of you?
The spiders come, but not all come for you.
Instead,
some lay Ariadne's golden thread,
leading you out of the maze,
to that which you seek.
But beware the sticky threads,
tracking and tracing your movements,
leading you to their portals,
portals to nowhere.
A web of links,
can be forged into
a web of chains;
And what may seem to be
a web of life,
could all too easily turn into
a web of lies.
Subtly twisting your perception,
hoping to improve their reception;
it's all just a deception;
reality has no exception.
But all is not lost,
while there may be a cost,
memories that fade so fast,
can now be made to last.
Written, written so easily,
passing into silicon reality,
transformed, transfered, to energy.
Spinning and splitting,
diverging and converging,
the threads spiral outward, inward,
tying together
the information
world.