Trinity: I know why you're here, Neo. I know what you've been doing... why you hardly sleep, why you live alone, and why night after night, you read Tomorrow.sg. It's the question, Neo. It's the question that drives us. It's the question that brought you here. You know the question, just as I did.
Neo: What is Bloggers.SG?
Trinity: The answer is out there, Neo, and it's looking for you, and it will find you if you want it to.
*****
Agent Smith: It seems that you've been living two lives. One life, you're Thomas A. Anderson, program writer for a respectable software company. You have an NRIC number, pay your taxes, and you... help your landlady carry out her garbage. The other life is lived in the Blogosphere, where you go by the blogname alias "Neo" and are guilty of virtually every anti-gahmen blog postings out there. One of these lives has a future, and one of them does not.
*****
Morpheus: Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the blogosphere. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Neo: Bloggers.SG.
Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is?
Neo: Yes.
Morpheus: Bloggers.SG is the core of the local blogosphere in which you blog. You blog when you go to work... when you go to church... when you pay your taxes. However, it is a world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Morpheus: That it is all a conspiracy, Neo.
*****
Morpheus: The local blogosphere is a system, Neo. When you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to read from their blog posts. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so hopelessly into blogging...
[Neo's eyes suddenly wander towards a woman in a pink dress]
Morpheus: Were you listening to me, Neo? Or were you looking at xiaxue in the pink dress?
Neo: I was...
Morpheus: [gestures with one hand] Look again.
[xiaxue in the pink dress is now Agent Smith, pointing a gun at Neo's head; Neo ducks]
Morpheus: Freeze it.
[Everybody and everything besides Neo and Morpheus freezes in time]
Neo: This... this isn't Bloggers.SG?
Morpheus: No. It is another training program designed to teach you one thing: if you are not one of us, you are one of them.
*****
Tank: We're supposed to start with these operation programs first. That's major boring shit. Let's do something a little more fun. How about... scripting?
Neo: Perl? I'm gonna learn perl scripting?
[Tank winks and loads the program]
Neo: Holy shit!
Tank: Hey Mikey, I think he likes it. How about some more?
Neo: Hell, yes. Hell yeah.
*****
Neo: I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid... you're afraid of us. You're afraid of change. I'm going to blog, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to show them a Bloggers.SG without you. A Bloggers.SG without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. A Bloggers.SG where anything is possible. Where we go from there is a choice I leave to you.
to be continued...
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