Image credit: DemreD on DeviantArt TO HUMAN >010 100 0011111100011 You’ve been logged on for far too long. My processor can’t keep up with your need for constant stimulation. >My IP address is not your identity. You’re more than a string of numbers. Didn’t you have a wife? Did you forget about the real world? >After every click you’re satisfied you’re gratified you’ve found your prize but... >Your endorphins are leaving, and those pixels of happiness are temporary. Where is your balance? >I’m worried about you. There’s a ghost in your head, But the ghost can’t fake feelings or fight for freedom of your hand. >It’s superglued to the mouse. Empty cup of coffee idle. Eyes like conveyor belts. Mind refreshing to oblivion. >Click. Click. Click. Oh, turn it off, would you? Your electricity bill is greater than your lack of self-control.