Ode to Internet.

In a cold and frightful winterday
as the world outside tuned hazy and grey
When life itself seemed foggy and blured,
you solved the mysteries of this world

So then in a moment, in the blink of an eye
you were gone, you were lost, you were out of my sight
The Facebook, the news, it was out of control,
all that was left was a giant, complete hole

My life without you now is struggled and weak,
I can't even know if Odd Grenland streaks
another victory at Skagerak gress
without checking out the trustless TV-text

There's no way watching the Youtubes I loves a lot,
neither may I know whether my friends are online or not
I see you only in foreign places,
amongst foreign machines and foreign faces

The fellowship of ours is the whole story
of tears and blood and hope and glory
In days with "limited or no connectivity"
I stayed faithful to you and you brought back my liberty

So hear me now as I beg you, my dear
would you never, ever disappear
My evenstar, take the deepest of breaths
so could we again spend our time on the world wide web.


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Lite å gjøre? Vel, vi har hatt tre timers forelesning i markedsøkonomiens utvikling idag.

Jeg mangler forresten fortsatt internett.

Nå skal jeg date Josva.

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4 comments to “3. september”

  1. ode to the deodorant..
    ode to the internet

    hva blir det neste..?

  1. Du er flink, William, du er veldig flink!

    hehe :)

  1. jeg snur meg i graven her jeg sitter.
    frysningene hopper hekk på ryggen.
    lyrikken ruller som slurken av sjokoladesoyamelk på en
    varm dag.

    tenk at jeg er storesøstern hans?
    men hvorfor funker ikke nettet??

  1. Aiaiai, nå begynner det å ligne noe her. Takkskalderesørenmegha, alle sammen, det er hyggelig, det er hyggelig.

    Marie, det er ruteren som er skurken. Eller - den døde, man trenger jo ikke være skurk for å dø akkurat. Men det er en ny på vei...