Ghost Mind

I look at words on a screen.
I think it's in my machine.
I can't tell if it's real.

This whole place stored on a computer disc.
Feels like a white room, full of people.
But it's techno trickery.. an illusion.

I'am typing to an unseen world and
Messages are left in coloured
Forums. But where are the people?

My friend calls me on the phone.
I hear her voice, but I cannot see her.
She's sitting somewhere. Though..

In another room, and I'am just
A voice to her too. I'am not sure
I like it.. sitting here with a phone.

Makes me feel strange sometimes.
I want to go where people are real.
Where I can see their faces.

This cyber-world feels like a haunted place.
Where invisible people converse and
Old conversations get recorded.

And somedays I feel like a ghost.
Haunting the world wide web.
As unseen.. I type out my words.

People I'll probably never meet.
Send me attachment by e-mail.
Are they ghosts too?

It begins to make me doubt
Whether anything is real.
So strange I feel..

It makes me think about that movie: 'Existenz.'
Where people plug bio-tubes into their spines.
So they can go into a computer game.

And I wonder about the next level..
Will the internet in the future
Become a virtual reality.

Will I be saving up for a bio-port?
So I can plug the digital world
Into my spinal cord..

Log on into surreal landscapes.
Walk along programmed city streets.
Watch artificial sunrises/sunsets.

Eat and drink something
Created by a hard disc drive.
Becoming lost in the computer.. in the machine.

Like some kind of electronic dream.

And if that happend-
Then how could I be sure
That the people I meet..

.. are real