the non-tangible aspects of modern money
have really gotten to me. seems like all
i earn is a string of digits in some variable
string of potential characters. when i
pay for something my digits are moved from one
field in the home database to another field in
some corporate database. is there possibly a
bar of gold in the federal repository that i
could claim if i wanted. lost are they days
when i might have traded two cows for a new
horse or a coon skin for some herbs.

i push keys and make calls, manage things in a
cyber world and receive digits for my efforts.
i imagine that someday it won't even be necessary
to leave the bed. i'll just change the settings
on my situation cap to work mode and begin to imagine
what needs to be done. in the evenings i can play
with the kids when we all tune our situation caps
to the virtual playground. i'll probably be
connected to a tube that drains my piss away and
a collection vent that traps my flatulence and shit.
hopefully i'll feel better knowing that even
though i cannot have a meaningful chunk of gold i
can offset the exorbitant cost of natural gas by
heating the house with air from my ass.