Showing posts with label ipad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ipad. Show all posts

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Goodnight, Sweet Souls


Technology creates tools, but sometimes the tool creates dependency.
As the obsessive habit of taking selfies became identified as a mental disorder
by a panel of psychologists, we have further scientific studies revealing that children
using smartphones become less able to identify human emotional expression as time 
goes by.  Meanwhile, as data transference replaces learning, one must wonder if we 
are advancing as a species or beginning to regress.

We are gathered together,
Faces of a feather,
Embracing our world,
Through screens filtered,
Shaking cyber hands,
Speaking in text,
Replacing what is learned,
With data transferred,
And then lost,
With such a cost,
As we loose the way,
To converse,
Knowing expression,
Inflection,
Embraces,
And warmth,
We are people,
Loosing our way.

People,
All sorts,
Different ways,
Different thoughts,
Beliefs,
Unto anger,
On to peace,
On through love,
Relief,
For the masses,
Where they pass,
Through life,
Away from strife,
Peace,
Out in the noise,
Electric toys,
Screens of data,
Glass of illusions,
Mirages,
We seek our way,
On through the fray,
Within the storm,
Tattered and worn,
Tired,
Lost ever faster,
Serving our master,
Though name unknown,
Seen through a phone,
Fired,
Our hearts ablaze,
Love is the way,
For hearts can see,
What is to be,
Freedom,
We find our way,
God’s heart to say,
We seek His plan,
With outstretched hand,
And so we live,
With much to give,
In love.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

The Void


All matter is energy according to Einstein.
That energy is filled with empty space.
The only thing that fills the "empty" is creation.
When we let go of our gift of creation,
All that remains is the Void.

There is a gulf,
Between life and death,
A distance traveled,
Without moving,
Warmth removed,
Replaced by cold,
Death grip of ice,
Without motion,
In silent scream,
Eyes wide shut,
As the tomb is closed,
On imprisoned heart,
In the embrace of earth,
Upon the darkness of day,
Yet the truth of life,
Is in the spaces,
Reality formed,
In empty bonds,
Illusion born,
From atomic ghosts,
Energy bound,
With invisible hands,
Yet the sense of life,
Is within creation,
Love imagination,
In everything seen,
For creation is,
Sense from madness,
Foundation on nothing,
From which to breathe,
On road away,
From Creation’s beauty,
We tap on screens,
To drown the screams,
Lost in illusions,
While on deaf ears,
Life’s song does fall,
Our precious gift,
This human prize,
Slips through our fingers,
While minds are falling,
Into the gap,
The nothing of atoms,
Where there is no size,
No space,
No up,
No down,
No light,
No darkness,
Only madness,
Within the Void.