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Bits and Bytes, The Dance Digital

I’m exploring some new poetry ideas.  A newer style, based on thinking like a computer; like bits and bytes:  8 lines by 8 syllables. This is still kinda haiku-like, yet something new. I’ve worked on this all throughout the day. Tell me what you think.

Bits and bytes flowing freely hence
Through the megalith called the web
A dance, of sorts, runs globally
Lights flicker upon my dear screen.
Over this ever-watched image
My life becomes this dreamlike state
Dreams dance over my mind’s canvas
Living for love’s completing gaze.

Seeing Darren Hardy Speak Next Week

I’ll see Mr. Hardy speak this Tuesday. Should be interesting. I’ve heard a bit about him, but haven’t explored his ideas in depth. I’m curious how practical his ideas are, and what I will take away. Stay tuned…

Your Future, And Mine

In the Center of my soul
Upon my mind’s lens
I see your future, glorious
And wonderful.

I long to witness it, to savor
Your victories, comforting
Upon the inevitable setbacks.
And I expect to do so.

Yet, uncertain life can be,
Perhaps I’ll be absent.
Then I’ll take comfort knowing
I helped nudge you forward.

Annoyed with my iPhone

Currently, I’m annoyed as heck with my iPhone. The glorious Jesus phone started doing such things as calling random people, after my screen going black. Weird enough, I guess. My usual solution to such ails is a reboot. And, lo, there’s an update to install. So, let’s combine the two. Dear lord, no, no…never again will I make that combination. Stalled installations, resetting to factory defaults, then reinstalling from a backup (glad I’m a bit neurotic about my backups), all making for a delightful night and morning for me. And I’m still discovering weird tweaks: incomplete syncing of contacts the most recent.

Grrrrr…..

Wheels and Boys

I was asked earlier today if I could craft a BMX haiku. So, here is my response. 

Wheels flowing downwards. 
A ramp awaits daredevils
BMX dreaming. 

Living into the Next Level

Going to the “next level” only has value when YOU have defined success, when YOU know where you want to go. Otherwise, without goal/direction, your psyche knows the emptiness of your drive. At best, you’ll feel empty, that your work is meaningless.

Hope for a broken world

Shows today about priest rapists, about brutality in Egypt, North Korea, about myriad acts of horror all over the globe. I’m left to wonder if humanity can be redeemed? Can we stop this cycle of evil? I’m laden with doubt.

Yet, within me, a kernel of hope. I see the words of journalists attempting to bring attention, to garner global pressure. There are the activists, often risking their lives, both in responding to the human need as well as to work against the monstrosity. Then there’s the rising voice of public outrage, if for only a brief time. So much evil, so limited our ability to look. So easy to return our gaze to the pretty.

I, too, become worn by continual viewing of the worst humanity has to offer. Yet I hope, somehow, by continuing to care, the world might change, if ever so slightly. And perhaps, someday, humanity’s tendency to brutalize each other will finally be put to rest.

The rebirth of the stylus

Years ago, I was quite facile with styli. I took meeting bits several times in my Palm, even with the cryptic survival script. As I evolved to Blackberry, then to iPhone, my utilization of styli vanished. Now, though, I see a renewed interest in these devices. There’s become quite the secondary market growing. I’ve found, especially with tools like Swype, styli really enable a significantly greater efficiency. And this is fun for me.

I have one by Zagg, which is good, but small. Then I just got a NEBO one, with more heft. That seems to really help my accuracy. There are so many more, though. We’ll see which, if any, rise to the top.