Dreams are made winding

I had an...amazing dream last night. I cannot describe it but amazing has to be the only word I can use to describe it. My goodness. I n my dream last night there were no more privacy setting online. Suddenly every site I visited, every picture I pulled up, everything I downloaded and even looked at online was made known to...everyone. I remember trying to hide things, trying to delete here and there but nothing worked, I was on display to the world. No more hiding, no more masks and just, my goodness how exposed I felt.

what if I did not have control over the content of my page?
-Instead I craft my digital life as I want it known
what if my pictures had me at my worst moments?
-Instead I am the one in front and behind the camera
what if my wall was my heart externalized for the world to see?
-Instead I post trivialities, hide deficiencies, and avoid eternal verities
what if my words spoken in secret or under-breath could not hide in this virtual world?
what if my you saw a list of my enemies?
what if my list of friends, were only those I treated as friends?

what if, my what ifs, were not what ifs?

That's an old quote I had received from a friend a while back about facebook and such and it's sort of floated around on my computer in a draft of quotes for a while, just collecting dust. Until i remembered it after waking up this morning form that dream. I just...I've done things. And I think after last night this dream was a reminder of those things. Of what I am not supposed to be, of what I am not anymore. I guess this was a wake up call reminding me and just I don;t know sort of warning me too. I dunno. That's my thoughts this morning after many cups of tea.