It's been a few years since I have connected myself for the first time. Gradually, I was being converted since then, peacefully. I didn't even try to resist. Internally, my natural defense systems were deceived and accepted the intrusion masked as a gift, bearing a large resemblance to a Trojan horse. Slowly it has been working, like a sleeper cell, meticulously setting its path into the final objective, without commiting mistakes or causing suspiction. I notice that the process of assimilation is near its completion. This metamorphosis has been taking its course along the years, but I hardly notice it. Why? Because I feel like this has always been a part of me.
In my mind, I feel accomplished. I hear the bleeps and beeps. It won't be long until my body joins the party. I want it to be the perfect technological interface. Soon I'll be breathing source codes and shiting binary. My veins will be made of fiber optics, with streams of data flowing inside instead of blood. My brain cells work as an advanced chip, analyzing, storing and processing information in its core rapidly.
I yearn for a digital life, and I wait paciently for a time when the reality I live in is absorbed by a far less cruel one...Virtual Reality.
