THE VIRTUAL WORLD BEGAN TO BORE ME
The virtual world began to bore me
Virtual immortality seemed easy cheap and unreal
I wanted to escape from the virtual world
But it was all I had
All I did was only virtual
And I could do more and more virtually
And almost nothing in the real world
I am a virtual writer
And all I have done is virtual
Virtual is my name
And virtual I will be after I die
Virtual virtual virtual
As real as death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Virtually you can't migrate to real world better try to immitate the reality into virtual space. I mean your spitting your plasma your every deatails just try to migrate into virtual world. The reaction would help you to escape from virtual world. Perhaps, just a try.