Poem

the only thing you need to do is to sit down and watch your breath this body is the hardware your nose, the network adapter the breath, communication/life-producing protocol

you are connected to everything at this moment you dont think so but that thought is coming from an inferior part of your mind the part that says you are stupid or are better then all these other inept stupids around you the part that allows you to enjoy inflicting violence the part that feels alone and might entertain suicide so sneak past that part of your mind do it! your breath and a word is the boat through the chaos of your mind parse through the outstream inwards dodge the temporary pictures+feelings that fly in and out of your screen only breath and its sound those are your bearings in the convoluted twirly-whirl of that place the beauty about being interconnected on the inter-cosmotic-network is that any other node on it transmits and announces information through other nodes to get to the destined node that packet passes through you to so fire up your cosmodump application and start to self-assess and fine tune your receptivity ability. so that it takes shorter amounts of time to initiate and run this process.