I resemble a hurricane, but I do not blow. You can spin with me.

I flow through rivers and wires alike, I’m the now, the trend, the news you like. I move unseen but power your day, what am I that’s always on its way?

A little glass world gives a glimpse of a realm where we can’t breathe.

I swear I am a friend, so why do you scream? I eat the buzzers, the crawlers, and the biting things. I’m quiet and industrious, I build my own home! With me in your corner, watching, you’re never alone.

I eat, I live; I drink, I die. I roar with life, yet have no cry. Feed me well and I will grow, starve me once and out I go.