User:The Roc 1217

My fingers moved Deliberately, Deftly, Decisively Dictating my thought. The striking of the keys echoed Through the room Spreading like a flood Upon the dry plains A wasteland, devoid. The letters appeared Like the writing on the wall Then Firefox as my Daniel interprets them for me I hit return, my breathing stops As I leap into the abyss Off of the cliff of the haven of ignorance Vast, dark, unknown The hole of the universe. The ritual complete, my prayer goes up to the gods They hear, they answer. A flash of blinding light stuns me With whites, blues, and silvers. Glory radiates, swirling like eddies in a river of life. The puzzled earth instills in me a sense of direction Like the two golden arches, my north star. The search bar greets me, Asking, for me to enter my query. I review the results, searching Like a little boy at Ellis Island Searching the records for an entry of his great-great-grandfather. The familiar line meets my eyes I click enter, through an unknown door. The completion of a journey, the destination Being so much more than I ever imagined. The knowledge streams from the page, like gold flowing from a waterfall in the city of El Dorado. Everything else is drowned out, nothing matters. I exhale