The Deep mystery.

Somebody once asked me on where i stand, on the literary largesse of cyber space.
Well its simple- Space! .
(A'hem , sorry not thin air, 'cause space is all vaccum)
What? Yes you heard it right, space.
- the realm that's immeasurable and infinite, offering totalitarian freedom in all it's totality, 'San's' the clamour for claiming a piece of it, which is so typical of gluttonous fruit cake's everywhere.
You see, that's the beauty of entering a metaphysical realm.
One does not have to stand anyplace, its fun enough being the spectator, a crude but effective transition to the Roman games.

" But then, when things get really blah! ,
Poseidon rises out his liquid lounge`,
Drumming up the all the Ah! 's. "

Oh well, (for a non sea dweller), this pseudo realistic realm offers the license to :---
....Gloat, (gllbb blub) bloat (puffff!) and float (bauurp! >'cuse me<).