She lives in the Twilight Zone
a dimension not of sight and sound
we were told
but of mind.
She looks good in ASCii
and every word is a Turing Test.
Is she mind or machine and
Is she what she seems to be and
Did she tell the truth and
Was she woman born of flesh and
Is fate kind?
I ventured into this other dimension
to find her
but I become ASCii myself
and I am just a ghost to her as well.
Beyond the walls of these words
There is a real world
Where each of us is not someone's
fantasy
but what we are.
All is in shadow
even more than usual
here.
We are blind and deaf and insensate
yet we meet as sayers of words
and are words ever enough?
My God we don't even know our names!
It would be plunging through the depths
of atmosphere and pressure
yet, oddly,
light and sound and touch as well
were we to meet.
And what would we test then?
January 14, 1995
Letter to President Reagan on Space Policy
The Coming Golden Age:
A Proposal for a Nonfiction Book
* And, obviously, I found a way to get back into the paperless publishing business, as soon as I saw that the problems I described had largely been solved by the World Wide Web.
For a complete history of SoftServ, see my two-volume Book Publishing in the 21st Century, available for download at http://www.pulpless.com/bp21.html