etherize
Whether or not you read this, it's going out into cyberspace, living on its own as a thought from one mind. Whether it's worth reading will be determined by whoever reads it, which will probably be a couple of people who feel they've wasted their time.
I need a miracle. My life is a cardboard box, taped with duct tape. Outside of that is string, and more tape. I can't get out as I have no arms or ideas. Something completely outside of my imagination -- a miracle -- is required to get me out.