virtuality [Theme] Page 2

She will hack your heart and climbed into your brain.

I feel the warmth of your letters in our virtual universe.
I see the emptiness in your eyes, the silence in the words of an alien world.

New century, new technology... We have time to fall in love-to marry-to bond-to a virtual divorce. We congratulate and give gifts virtual, we write emails and read e-books... We are surrounded by virtual people and things, and in the rapid race of time we think this is enough? What, then, heart beating like this when in the mailbox among the bright advertising leaflets suddenly found a Real Letter? And I want to be alone, to climb into the chair with his legs, cut off from all this virtual polyphony, and read the insinuating whispers of another soul?

We do not find words and put emoticons.
We are afraid to say... and we put a virtual heart.
The status of "online" we react as if the person next to us.
We don't think about pressing ctrl+enter, because the fingers themselves remember this combination.
Instead of words we send links to where all this has already been said.
We know a person by ICQ status and citations of the diary.
We think we know people, forgetting that this is only a virtual world.
A world where smiles don't mean anything anymore, a world where we can say "all is well"... and you believe it.
We live, learn, work, ride the subway... so when the night comes, return to this world.
The world that we build ourselves.
A world where friends are formed "band of friends", which allows you to remove the human life with the simple press Detele.
This is so corny... and so simple.

Diary and real life is the same as the person in the picture and the man in my life.
you can also choose the most good angle, posturing, play mood,
photoshopit a little, remove the excess, erase the wrong line.
and in life that will fly something will fly or you delete or ctrl+alt+z.
tougher.
because nezavershennoe.
and yet there you are running, but in life you all usually
but all this ***AES in General
most importantly, know who to access, and here and there.
be happy.

No kids and a grandchild when the bed will replace the chat!