cuckoo

It's funny how we (bloggers) (a wand swirl please) all know exactly what we want put up on our blog and how, although it can't be inherent to us, no. 
It'd be fascinating to imagine, which of course I am right now, imagining, a neanderthal exploring the metallic existence of a laptop combined with the virtual one of the internet. His actions, as he first measures his possible adversary at a distance, then proceeds step by step to touch it, reassured by it's immobility, turning it round and about, applying all his knowledge of life around him to a machine such as this and finally clenching out the lid from the base like the jaws of a defeated predator, would seem more real and logical than the title of my blog. And although we have gained both rationality and imagination, over the course of the past thousands of years, "progressed" so-to-say, the sincerity of that neanderthal's actions could fascinate us all by it's simplistically natural order of instincts and actions. 
Maybe there is a reason why the virtual world is getting larger, and the real people smaller.