Analyse This

I’m sending a message to you
can you feel it coming?
I impart my emotion and logic
through pressure of fingers
on tablets of plastic
my intentions are racing
through wires, through space
at speeds much faster
than mind or sounds can travel
and somehow they find you
in places I have never been
and if the ones and the zeros
successfully untangle
then the miracle of mind-travel
which we now take for granted
will translate me safely
from my soul to your screen.

The Soul Of The Machine (also the title of a good Wyndham Hill album from the '80s)