Information is a term that means a lot of things
and I’d like all of it, as much as I can hold
Which is a lot truth be told
Information’s pretty easy to understand
once you get the hang of it
But there’s a catch because aren’t catches fun?
It’s simply that information exists simply limitless
but you’ve got to process it
So what do I do? I look at all the information that I find
but sometimes it’s too much for my mind
So I’ll slow down, have a smoke,
poke at the data in the street.
Watch the wheels, count their spokes
and watch them go round
Whee Whee Whee
One Two Three
Because information without comprehension is really just data
cascading spirals of zeros and ones
even un-information-ed data can be fun
But at the end of the day, data isn’t information
I don’t care who told you it was
Data is a resource, like something black that spurts high out of the ground
Data is a resource, like something that beams down from the sky
Data is a resource, like something that charges at you with all its might,
only to recede again and then do it again the very next night
It’s a force of nature and I want to tame it
not all of it of course. It’s too beautiful
out there wild and free
But as beautiful as data is, information is even more incendiary
and if you want your data to act like information (and trust me you should)
you’ll need something else.