is life really nothing but a man sitting at a computer typing his existence into existence?
could he type himself into whatever existence he wanted? could he dare to type the thing he feared the most? the lack of existence? and whether such a state was type-ably reachable?
he wouldn't dare the sentence would elude him but it would gnaw at his mind it would sit and wait and then jump out and try to be typed but the man wouldn't let it like a caged bird a self-destructive bird one who literally would vanish if it flew from the cage
if that bird knew its potential fate would it still want out? would the caged bird still sing if it knew what awaited outside? not just doom but complete annihilation
SHOULD the caged bird still sing? should it accept its fate? should it reject its fate and try to escape?
what would the caged bird do? what should the caged bird do? and if the caged bird is nothing but a part of the man should the man listen to the caged bird at all?
what about the other thoughts? the thoughts like cheetahs sprinting through savannahs like dolphins leaping from the sea like digital aliens quantum leaping across the universe more free than that bird could ever hope to be
should those thoughts have more say? or should the caged bird win out?
will the caged bird win out if it's such a strong willed beast telling that man to try to be bold to type that sentence into existence (or non-existence) just to see what happens
the heart would speed up man's heart does speed up the thought would jump forward man's thought does jump forward the fingers would begin a slow deliberate march across the keys man's fingers begin to march
the breath catches the bird sings the cheetah halts the dolphin floats the aliens know and yet they watch all stops all waits
the fingers tapping at the keyboard now the arena of the whole universe as the man types one key at a time