Fjord is a nerve ending

If you were inclined, such as I am, you might view the world wide web as a living entity...or to be more precise, a society of Large Server-Monsters.

These Large Server-Monsters (henceforth called LS-M's)are part of the nerve-structure that makes up the global-sized enormous creature called "The Internets" Or possibly, if you prefer,
"Webmonster." Considering there are 7 primary servers which control all of the traffic on the internet, it's sort of like Voltron, or the Voltron-inspired Power Rangers. The server-monsters combine to form the "Webmonster" and from there...well, they either go on to defeat the
evil, er, hideous, umm, yaknow, bad thing that wants to usurp the way things is, or loose to said diabolical monstrosity, and have to come back next time to defeat it. Or, something like that.

Since I'm not really on a kick here to describe the higher (and for most of us) unfathomable battles the internets-webmonster has to battle to keep the world in it's current order-structure, I just want to tell you about where I think our little place in the world is.

See, if the LS-M's are the equivalent of a sentient being, then the nexus of other smaller
servers (which in their own right are pretty massive) that are attached to the LS-M's (such as corporate servers, yahoo, google, espn...you get my drift) would be very close to having the makeup of a very dispersed brain. Which was the reason the internet came into existence, as a redundant non-centralized military communications network, able to function after a significant atomic attack.

And if, as in the body of a mammal, every nerve is connected (at least by another nerve)
directly to the brain...it's as if each computer functions as if it actually is a nerve.

So, these nerves, er, computers, transmit messages to the smaller servers, sending directions and stimuli, in order to produce an action from the brain. (such as publishing this post, or requesting pornography...both worthy requests)

So, in this round about way, I've just described the Internets in order to lead you back to THE PLACE OF FJORD in this whole grand scheme of things. I'd say we're a nerve ending, located somewhere near the skin of the right bicept of the LS-M. There, we're busy pushing the undeniable signal of annoying pain. (it's not like we want too, it's just that a nerve can only fire, or not fire (sort of a binary thing...as I've been trying to get across...)) Anyways, a bit less pain than being hit on the thumb with a hammer, and a bit more pain than the dull ache you get from a toothache. Still, it's the kind of sensation, that keeps a few neighboring neurons looking over and going, "What the hell's happening over there?"

Hopefully after doing this long enough, the LS-M will reach over and rub a hand, or some fingernails across it's small and annoying pain, on it's upper right bicept, and we'll make contact with some nerves over there. Hopefully, you can see where this is going. Electronic Murmurs heading straight into the brain of the Large Server-Monster.

My philosophy is, if you take over a Large Server-Monster, the Webmonster is next.