First touch

No man is an island complete unto himself, needing nothing and wanting no one. No such creature exists. Not even a hermit in a cave. Though he may seem to be completely alone and isolated from any other man, he nevertheles needs someone. He sits in silence stilling his mind, hoping that in his quiet solitude, the voice of his Beloved will speak to him in words that did not need to be spoken. He seeks to connect to the consciousness that he knows exists even if he has never tasted the sweet nectar that success in making that connection brings. In his isolation he seeks to feel the final embrace of his Beloved and free himself from the feeling of aloneness and isolation he felt even when surrounded by a throng of people that jostled him as he made his way to school or office in the city where he used to live. What is it about man that he would send signals to the vastness of space in the hope of getting a signal back no matter how faint or difficult to undestand? And to do so day after day without ever having tasted success even once.

He types out words in his computer to someone he doesn't know and he makes a connectioin. He reaches out to another in Cyber Space and the connection that they feel is as real as fingertips touching and electricity shooting through in that first touch when lovers find each other The wizardry of computer programming has been applied to bridge the gap between people separated by time and space, pretty much a continuation of the work of Samuel Morse who invented the code to send messages through the telegraph. Songs and music carry an artist's feelings through the air until they rest on a listener's ear conveying emotions to the heart without speaking .