Chaos Tamer
Life,
Laden with excitement
Delights brim from myriad sources.
Work,
So much needed
Too much pain, no sitting idle.
Time,
Human limits, faced by needed rest
Demands of family.
Limitations,
All I want to do
So much to care, to love.
Focus,
Unable to complete all I see.
Trim the lesser… and Live!
Funny discussion recently: using non-phone photos on Instagram…cheating or no? Fascinating thoughts about purpose, medium, and veracity. To me, all art embraces a zen quality. Cheating doesn’t exist. Well, not in this context. Plagiarism, another beast, another story.
So, the question remains, and no answer comes from me. You?
The sun rose with filtered light,
Dawn’s still stronger than the night
Hope arises, born anew
Even when the skies aren’t blue.
Though we shake, we know the truth
That fear won’t win, not absolute.
Redemption frees us from our doubt.
Then our silence becomes a shout.
Hallelujah.
Sorry
Mistook you
For a sinner.
Shall we
Transfer your soul
Into that rock?
It shall feel
More at
Home.
Death, dense,
Beyond neutron stars.
Black holes where
Nothing escapes
Light itself,
Impotent.
Light, space itself
Warped by the power
Of this empty absence.
All nearby, changed,
Bent, disformed.
Eternity.
Not your typical flash-mob in style or structure, but glorious nonetheless.
My inbox is out of control. I know others feel this, too. This blizzard of information, inboxes, tweets, Facebook, texts, calls, news-sites…on and in it goes. We’ve gone far past data saturation.
I’s wondered lately where we go from here. How do we cope with this? Tools are being developed, but most seem to focus on new ways to deliver. Perhaps different packaging, clever design; but the problem isn’t readability, it’s volume. How do we filter?
Our culture has never faced this before. Never has information been so commoditized. Never have we had all the world’s assembled knowledge sitting in our pockets.
Most of us filter by ignoring, where it’s views we don’t like, voices we find annoying, or just deleting this one email “this one time”. Yet, for me at least, that’s unsatisfying. I value discussion. Value getting new voices heard, new ideas expressed.
Yet, without finding away to increase our absorption rate, it seems we’re faced with blocking information flow. Unless (and here’s my hope) we build a tool to help. Some new and clever way to relate to information.
For this I wait.
I know
Staring skyward
Sky’s uncaring coolness
Without emotion, save wonder
Beauty
The young and effervescent Carly Rae Jepsen’s cute toon, “Call Me Maybe” has been causing great delight within the interwebs. This PR firm in Jersey was featured on HuffPo, and my attention was caught.
But then I found SMU’s Womens’ Crew Team…
Which is apparently a reply to Harvard’s Baseball Team’s video…
It’s going a bit crazy on the YouTube…
And (yes, ‘and’…and my last bit here…), my chums at Vista Print have a “business” card you can hand out.
I get a kick out of how a simple little song can inspire such a wave of creativity. Shows you another power of the internet!
So, to close this out, here’s the original tune…enjoy!
(Hey, if this inspires you to craft something…leave me a note in the comments…)
Interesting that today brought me not one, but two Star Wars items.
I’d never considered the controversy around Star Wars. Ok, I’ve heard the debates about the prequels, and then the whole Shatner incident. Maybe you have. Let me know. Otherwise, just another weird, drippy day here in the great Puget Sound basin.