'tis night while I am with the green glow and the white screens and my mind confined in 80 columns and my body confined in a dark room. then I listen to the song of the wire and while I am still within the room my mind breaks free and travels in 80 seconds into the world. to meet other minds, other people, other worlds, to talk, to fight, to understand and to love whoever is out there, listening and answering my call: the song of the wire is the song of the world. the frame of my mind in a frame on the wire, it is still singing but the song is now mine. so many songs, each telling the same story in a different way. the song of the world is nothing but noise, too many voices at the same time. I am learning to listen, to find the voices of those who are singing my song to a different tune. and so it is still the same: everything has changed.