Computer Blue
I'm sitting here on what was a nice day, turned into a cold wet evening. Prince's Purple Rain is on and he is shouting "Do you want me...do you know what I am going through" singer the song Computer Blue. I was never a big Prince fan but this album was monumental to me as a fourteen year old when it was release. Now I am thirty five and I understand those word he uttered with force and compasion.
Fastword 2005 computer blue is so relevant now. No one lives with out a computer in their lives one way or another. Computer find out the soul of the masses and tell to if you're not careful. The user on the other end that you may or may not know is sceming and waiting to know all about u. You're secrets aren't really secrets at all. On the computers your secrets are broken down like fractions or into minute fragments of matter streaming through line and the air. People are lurking and waiting for that grand opportunity to catch it and embrace what you thought was a secret, is now public.
Why do we depend on this machine of addiction. It breaks hearts and dwindle minds. It opens eyes and takes breaths away. This blessing the computer has become my curse, sort of. I found the trouble and it had a price I was willing to pay. It's become my bitch, ho, slut ect to a certain extent. I like it though.
So my blue will remain that way as I find things to conjure up anger and happiness that I really don't have control over, right?
www.chowoods.com
Fastword 2005 computer blue is so relevant now. No one lives with out a computer in their lives one way or another. Computer find out the soul of the masses and tell to if you're not careful. The user on the other end that you may or may not know is sceming and waiting to know all about u. You're secrets aren't really secrets at all. On the computers your secrets are broken down like fractions or into minute fragments of matter streaming through line and the air. People are lurking and waiting for that grand opportunity to catch it and embrace what you thought was a secret, is now public.
Why do we depend on this machine of addiction. It breaks hearts and dwindle minds. It opens eyes and takes breaths away. This blessing the computer has become my curse, sort of. I found the trouble and it had a price I was willing to pay. It's become my bitch, ho, slut ect to a certain extent. I like it though.
So my blue will remain that way as I find things to conjure up anger and happiness that I really don't have control over, right?
www.chowoods.com
posted by Mortal Thoughts at 2:33 AM
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