Airless

Drawn taunt, a vacumn, a wall
chest tight, sides pinned, pained
Body rigid, wound tight
lungs airless, hungry yet dry
nostrils flaring, mouth sucking
Air! Oxygen! Anything,
Just to breath, to feel relief
to hold life, to live, to rise
or perhaps: find peace.

Wicketty Wack

Shadow places, wicketty wack
with dark flowers, darker rain
greys and black on black on black
wicketty wack

bricks of dark and a vacume
the thrust of archetecture
the doom of progress
the black and greys and shadows
play, rewind, play again

wicketty wack, goes the slap
the stars in colorless glory
float before bright green eyes
and it rains wicketty wack

shadows and black paint
glass that can't be seen through
rain which is felt and not seen
a metalic taste, blood black

bricks in darkness and endless hole
the tumbling modern view
the doom of technology
the loss of morality
play, rewind, play again

wicketty wack, goes the slap
and history comes back
in black and black taps
and the rain goes wack, wack, wack
wicketty wack

Glory's Seas

A drift upon dark lonely seas
My heart navigating to lust
Astern defiently to G-d
listless, tideless, without wind
a boat, stagnat, waiting endlessly
Yet I turn, and You redeem
a storm takes up boat
billowing sails full of love
waves wash and toss about
mercy thrusts my heart forward
to break against the Rock
only to anchor me safely in hope
love breaks, tears away the rot
Grace rebuilds, boat, mast, sail: Gloriously
And joy finds heart enveloped
transformed, whole, patterned
Ready to sail, full sail, on glory's seas.

Creating a Digital Life

My brother, at age 13, as finally started to join the digital life with his first personal email account. This might seem a stupid simple step which doesn't mean much. In today's world digital life is expected. Babies have a digital life (due to their parents uploading pictures), that will travel with them all their lives. However, it is creating the first digital life, the person that you are online, which seems so significate.

An Email account is the first step in a very deep hole. Facebook, twitter, blogging, and who knows what else, becomes almost as important as life itself. Pictures which seem funny at 13, will look horrible and might be detrimental at 18 when your hoping to go to college. Life online has a weird powerful implications into our regular lives. Once you start to be plugged in, its nearly impossible to be unpluged.

My brother's excitement is understandable. I'm sure at 13 an email address seems like the first step in becoming a grown up. When I was 13, I wanted to start working so I could make money (and buy things that I wanted). I didn't even think about an email address till near the end of high school, when it became necessary. I wonder how my parents, who still aren't very plugged in (dsl, cellphones (not smart phones) and my mum never used FB are as close as they get), are going to teach my brother about building his online character. And who can tell what that online personality will mean by the time he's my age and out in the 'real' world.