There’s a street lamp that shines between two planks in my back yard fence. When I sway it blinks and twinkles on and off between the planks. It’s my little lighthouse.
It winks off and on, zero and one.
The little black box under my desk. Its tiny green led lamp winks zero and one. I logged on tonight and played in the machine, inside the lattice. These blalck letters on this white screen are part of that lattice. Intersections blink zero and one. I’m downloading a movie, an entire movie digitized.
In some ways, the smallest ways, the Internet is about instant gratification.
But there’s so much more to getting inside the lattice.