Waiting at Mobil Ave

Here we are on a platform in e-Limbo. Where loops lead us ever farther away from the oracle that is Eva. She is a wealth of knowledge that leads to abundance, not an empoverishment of heart.

This is not the Construct. You can tell from the residual self images, which are not the ones we build with our imagination.

A virtual “loading” space is precisely what I am looking for. I am always keeping an eye open for the white rabbit that might lead me to it.

If we don’t learn how to select the right downloads we will end up like the two misfits stuck in the white-out nothingness of dualism after death, in the Canadian film “Nothing”(by Natali, 2003).

If it keeps raining digitally, then we will also have to expect some rain from the clouds of Mr. Smith to fall into our lives.

Resistance may be futile. But turning to new horizons is not. Take a walk in the rain once in a while and don’t forget to dance.

Shaking my sock out in the sunset under a pinetree.

The photo above is a screenshot from the film The Matrix.